Date: Wed, 23 Nov 2005 18:32:25 EST
From: Robby
Subject: Scout Troop 69 -- Part 2

This story is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person, living
or dead, is purely coincidental.  This story contains descriptive acts of
sexual behavior between boys under the age of 18.  Read at your own
risk.  Otherwise, enjoy!


Scout Troop 69 -- Part 2


Christian, Jacob and I arrived at the city hall in no time.  We went
around to the side, toward an open door.  Proceeding in, I realized this
was a "social hall."  The room was flooded with the chattering of about
fifteen scouts.  Several of the boys greeted Christian, who in turn
introduced my brother and I.

Suddenly, an elderly man called everyone to order.  He announced the
evening's activities, and the boys quickly began working on their CPR
badge.  The scoutmaster came over to Jacob and I and had us fill out
membership forms, informing us that our mother would have to complete a
section of the form.  That meant our membership would not become official
until we returned the paperwork to him.  Jacob and I sat down and began
filling in the information on the forms.

Christian called over to us.  His group needed a "dummy" to practice on.
Jacob quickly volunteered.  I watched as he went over to the group.
Jacob laid on the floor.  One of the boys gave him a wetnap and
instructed him to wipe around his mouth after each boy practiced.  Jacob
soon reallized he was going to be the dummy for the boys to practice
mouth to mouth resuscitation.  He shrugged his shoulders laid back on the
floor.

The first boy leaned over my little brother.  The boy leaned down and
adjusted Jacob's head, tilting it back.  He then pinched his nose and
lowered his mouth over Jacob's.  This scene repeated for each of the four
boys in the group.  What got my attention, however, was that Jacob's
shorts began tenting.

After about an hour, the scoutmaster called the boys together and, after
a few announcements, dismissed everyone.  Christian, Jacob and I waited
outside the hall.

"We're a little early," Christian said, looking at his watch.  "The
meeting is usually longer."

"It's cool," I said.  "Anything to do in the meantime?"

"Not around here," Christian said.  "Do you think you'll like being apart
of the troop?"

"I guess," I said.

"Jacob sure will," Christian giggled.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Jacob retorted.

"Dude, it was obvious you were boning in there as each of us practiced
mouth to mouth on you!"

"Oh, fuck you," Jacob said.  "It was cold in there, that's all."

"Yeah, cold," Christian said.

"I saw, too," I told my brother.  "Dude, did you like it?"

"Fuck you!"

"I know," Christian said.  "Let's give him a test."

With that, Christian ran back inside.  The scoutmaster was shutting the
lights off.  Christian aasked him if it would be okay to use the
restroom.  The scoutmaster gave permission, telliing Christian to close
the door behind him to lock the hall.  Christian said he would.

As the scoutmaster left, Christian called us into the hall.  It was
strangely quiet, overwhelmed in shadows.  Christian closed the door
behind us.  We all walked to the bathroom.

"What's the test?" Jacob asked.

"Jordan and I are going to show you our dicks," Christian said.  "If you
get boned, we'll know you like boys."

"That's stupid!" Jacob said.  "I'm not doing that!"

"Afraid?" I prompted.

"No, it's just ... oh, fine ... let's get this over with so I can prove
it to you."

With that Christian looked at me.  I told him I had no problem pulling
out my dick in front of my brother and him.  Christian grasped his scout
belt, loosening it.  His shorts fell to the ground.  He unbuttoned his
shirt revealing a pair of white briefs.  He waited for me.

I was wearing a pair of sweat shorts and a t-shirt.  I inserted my thumbs
into my shorts and pushed them to the tile floor of the bathroom.  I
lifted my t-shirt, revealing my smooth, firm stomach and, like my cousin,
my outie bellybutton.  I wore the same white briefs as he did.

"Ready?" Christian asked.

"Let's go for it!" i said.

We both took hold of our briefs and pushed them to our shorts which lay
at our ankles.  Standing up, I got a look at my cousin for the first
time.  I had been able to see boys in the showers at school.  I never
really thought about being gay or anything and attributed my looking to
curiousity ... nothing more.  Christian's dick was about the same size as
mine.  It hung about 3" over a set of balls that hung down just a bit
below the tip of his dick.  He had a small bush of hair above his dick.
He had no hair anywhere else.

I noticed that Christain checked me out also.  Then I looked at my
brother.  He looked at our dicks, but I couldn't see his dick boning in
his shorts.

"Time for phase two," Christian said.

He reached for his dick with his right hand and began stroking it gently
so that it began to grow.  Within seconds, his dick stood rigidly from
his bush.  It looked like it was about 5" in length.  I followed suit,
rubbing my member to attention.

"Nice package," Christian said to me.

"Your too," I replied.

We looked at my brother, who stared at our hardons.  Still no activity in
his shorts.  I then noticed Christian began rubbing his penis.  Shit, he
was jacking off in front of us.  I didn't know about Jacob, but I was
getting horny watching our cousin.  I began jacking my dick.

"I know what will push him over the edge," Christian said.

Christian waddled over to me, and then knelt in front of me.  I thought
he was going to start jacking me off.  So, I was completely surprised
when he lisked my dick.  He then rubbed his hands over my smooth skin.
Next, he took my about half my dick about into his mouth and began
sucking on it.  I was in heaven.  Having never received a blow job
before, I wanted this to never stop.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeliing of my cousin's warm mouth over
my dick.  He bobbed his head up and down my rod.  He stopped sudeenly.

"You suck me too," he said.

Christian remaoved his shorts and underwear completely.  I did likewise.
Next he removed his shirt.  I followed his lead.  Now Christian and I
were completely naked, our dicks pointing to the bathroom ceiling.  He
laid on the tile floor.  I laid beside him.  We both took each other's
dick into our mouth.  Our heads bobbed up and down.  It was totally
awesome.  We had completely lost interest in Jacob, our focus now on the
other's member.

I was surprised and delighted how much of my dick Christian could get in
his mouth.  He worked his tongue around my tool wonderfully.  I wondered
if he had done this before.  I continued given his dick attention,
swirling my tongue around the tip, taking it all into my mouth.

In the next minute, Christian unloaded a nice load into my mouth.  I
didn't swallow.  Instead, I released his dick from my mouth and spit his
seed onto the floor.  In another minute, I could feel myself getting
close.  Suddenly, my dick shot what felt like the biggest load of my
life.  Christain swallowed all of my sperm.  Now, I know he has done
this before.

He let my dick drop from his mouth.  He smiled back at me.  We then
looked at my brother who had his shorts and underwear around his ankles.
He was furiously jacking his 5" tool.  I don't know what got into me, but
I got up from the floor and went over and knelt in front of my brother.
I took a hold of his dick, guiding it to my mouth.  Something inside
wanted my little brother's dick in my mouth.

My head bobbed up and down on his dick.  Jacob took hold of my head and
began fucking my mouth.  He wasn't far from shooting.  He jammed his cock
as far into my mouth as he could, his tool blasting his boyseed down my
throat.  I couldn't help but swallow what he gave me.  I pulled off his
dick, looking up at him breathing heavily.

"So, you do like boys," Christian said.

"Me?" he quipped.

"Well, I already know I do," Christian said.

"You've messed around before?" I asked, retreiving my clothes, dressing.

"Yeah, with a couple of the scouts.  You know, jacking off together.  A
few blow jobs."

"Interesting," Jacob said, sliding up his shorts.

"What's that?" Christian asked.

"That the troop number is sixty-nine."

We all laughed at the irony.  Completely dressed, we left the bathroom
and then the hall.  About five minutes later, my aunt drove up.  Climbing
into the backseat, she asked us if we wanted to stay at her house since
our apartment was still in boxes.  We agreed.

"You'll have a blast at my house," Christian said with a knowing smile.