Date: Tue, 02 Mar 1999 12:30:30 PST From: TellerOf Tales Subject: Simon's story part 14 WARNING: This story may contain descriptions of sexual acts between boys of similar ages. If this is not to your tastes or is not legal in your locality, please leave now! The story and its associated characters are entirely fictional and any resemblance to people, living or otherwise, is purely coincidental. Some parts of the story have been idealised. The author has copyrighted this story. A single copy had been placed in the Nifty Archive. Do not distribute it to any newsgroups and/or other web-sites without permission from the author. This has developed into a bit of a novelette and you may find it easier to read the previous parts first. Classification: Oral Mast. Simon's Story Part 14: Weekend Camp -- The First Night Another week at school started. Both Robert and Simon were kept busy that week with the usual homework and rehearsals too. The schools performance of Oliver was only 6 weeks away which meant they both spent a lot of time learning lines. Arthur was only too willing to help. The parents also got roped in for the bigger scenes. Robert was still undecided whether he was going to move in to Simon's house, which by now was a second home to him and on a number of occasions one or both of them had to dash round to the other's home to collect something or other. This increased as the week went on as their weekend camp was starting on the Friday night. The week passed in what seemed no time at all and their Troop gathered ready for camp. Most of the gear was loaded on to the minibus and trailer on the Thursday evening ready for a quick get away on the Friday. Everything went according to plan and by 6:30 the Troop was on the move. The campsite they were going to use was a local one but it still took the mini-bus and 4 cars to get them there. It was nearly dark by the time they had their tents up and it was Simon's job as duty APL to get the Hurricane lamps, small paraffin burning lamps, lit and positioned appropriately. By the time it was dark all of the tents were up and their kit stowed. Simon's PL organised the wide game. It was based on Kolditz. The aim was simple. Most of the boys were held in a central area guarded by the remaining Scouts. The captives had to escape through the guards and meet an agent, Skip, at a predetermined point somewhere out in the woods. When the captives had all achieved this, the teams were swapped round and the game restarted. This went on late into the night and when the game finished they all returned to their tents for a hot drink before going to bed. Most of the younger Scouts were exhausted and went to sleep quite quickly. This suited Simon and Robert but they still had to find a way of getting past the PLs if they wanted their nightly kiss and cuddle. They eventually used the old toilet routine and met in the edge of the woods rather than actually doing as they had said. It didn't take them long before their arms were entwined and their tongues were dancing through their lips that were by now sealed together. Robert was stood with his back to a tree as Simon knelt down and pulled Robert's jogging bottoms down with him. Before long, Robert was groaning with pleasure as Simon consumed him completely. Unknown to Simon and Robert, they had been followed out of camp by another boy who was now hiding not more than six feet away from them. He watched with curiosity as the action unfolded before him. His interest peaked as he saw Simon consume Robert's favourite toy. He too felt a stirring in his jogging bottoms but did nothing about it. The more he watched, the more interested he became. What was it like to be sucked by another boy? What did it feel like? He thought to himself. He watched intently as they continued their activities. He realised too that he was jealous, not so much of what they were doing, although he couldn't wait to loose his virginity, but of what they had, a deep and meaningful love for each other. He wasn't gay himself, just the opposite but he desperately wanted to know what it felt like to have someone suck him and kiss him in places he rarely showed any one else. Simon and Robert swapped roles and before too long their passion had brought them both to a knee trembling climax. Both were unaware of the watcher in the bushes. As they both prepared to leave the watcher slipped back in to the night totally undetected by the lovers. They walked back towards their tent slowly, hand in hand trying to make the most of what little time they had together without the others around. They were nearly at the edge of the trees when they both froze. Coming from some where off to their right came the baying howl of a wolf. Neither realised straight away that this wasn't even likely, never mind possible. There was the sound of something crashing through the trees. Two of the younger boys from another Patrol barged straight between them sending Simon and Robert into the bushes on either side of the narrow path. The sound of a wolf was heard again, but much closer this time. Screams from the two younger boys could also be heard as they headed for their tent. Simon suddenly realised that this wasn't possible and was about to tell Robert when raucous laughter burst out only a couple of metres away from them. Both Simon and Robert recognised the voice straight away. It was Alex! "Hi guys." He called as he emerged out of the gloom into a moon lit patch of the path. "Hi." Simon and Robert replied together. "What the hell was that all about?" Simon asked as he started to smile. The funny side of what had just happened dawned on him. "You two need to be more careful. They were out trying to spy on you!" Alex said seriously. Robert and Simon suddenly lost their smiles. They both knew any form of scandal would cause a serious amount of trouble for them, both with the leaders and the other Scouts. "Thanks." They said together. "Did my howls sound convincing?" Alex asked. "I guessed it was you all along." Simon said as his bravado got the better of him. "Oh yea. Then why did you try and crush my knuckles when we heard the first howl?" Robert asked. He was a little puzzled as to why Alex was in the wood. He appeared to be asleep when they let the tent, but he didn't say any thing. "Oh. . . Er . . . It was the sudden noise. I wasn't expecting it." Simon said realising he had been caught fair and square. Both Robert and Alex laughed. "Guys, I have an confession to make." Alex said. He felt uncomfortable about what he had done and needed to clear his conscience. "I was er . . spying on you back there." He paused for a few moments. "I'm sorry, but I guessed why you were really leaving the tent and I guess I was kinda interested in what you did together." Robert and Simon were both shocked. They had never expected Alex to do something like that. Some of the others yea, but not Alex. They were surprised too. They had openly admitted to each other their interest in Alex and now, it would seem, there was a possibility of them actually being able to have some of their kind of fun with him. What Simon said next really caught Robert off guard. "What did you think?" Simon asked Alex. "Did you get a boner? "I. . I . ." Alex stammered. He certainly wasn't prepared for this reaction. In fact he was almost certain that he was about to loose them as friends. "Yes." He said as he looked down at his feet. He hated to admit it, but he did get boner as he watched them. He plucked up his courage. "What is it like to have someone suck yer . . yer dick?" "It's brilliant! Great! Awesome! Especially when you shoot." Robert said as he too realised the possibilities. "Come with us." Simon said with a grin and he led Robert and Alex back into the woods. When he was satisfied they were safe. He turned to Alex and asked. "Do you really want to know how it feels to have someone make you feel good?" "Yes." Alex replied uncertainly. He really did want to know what it felt like but wasn't really sure he wanted another boy to do it for him. "Ok then. Drop you trousers." Robert didn't need to be told twice. Simon's were also round his ankles. Alex followed suit but was really nervous about the whole thing. "Wait up." He said as he stood up after pulling his jogging trousers and pants down. "I'm not sure about this." His nervousness was obvious. "The first time is always the hardest." Robert reassured him as he knelt down and proceeded to work on Simon. Alex watched his every move. His excitement was building too, but so were his nerves. Simon was really on a pleasure trip now as Robert did his best to show Alex just how good it could make you feel. It wasn't long before Simon climaxed and slumped to the ground in a heap. He just lay there gasping for breath. "Ok." Robert said to Alex. "Are you ready?" "Uh. Uh. Nnno. I can't do it. I'm sorry." Alex felt really awful. He was standing there showing every thing to the world including one of the hardest erections he had ever had and his nerve let him down. "Don't worry." Robert said tenderly as he pulled Alex's joggers and pants up being very careful not to touch Alex but making damn sure he got a good look at what he wanted to get his lips around. Alex just stood there not really knowing whether to laugh or cry. Simon had recovered enough to stand up and both he and Robert embraced him with all the love and care in the world. Alex started to calm down as Simon lead them back to camp. Just as they reached the edge of the wood both Simon and Robert gave Alex a little kiss on the cheek. Alex smiled back at them. As they went back into their campsite as a deep voice asked them from just inside the leader's tent. "And where have you been?" It was skip. "We went to investigate that howl Skip." Alex answered for all three of them. "And what did you find?" Skip asked. "There were a couple of older kids mucking about down that way." Alex answered as he waved his arm in the general direction of where they had come from. "Ok Lads. Off to bed with you." "Good night Skip." The three boys said together. "Good night." Skip replied with a smile. The boys carefully stepped over the sleeping bodies of their tent mates and started to get ready for bed. None of them had really got themselves organised which naturally meant either sleeping in dirty clothes or nothing at all. All three chose the latter. Needless to say it wasn't long before Robert and Simon were snuggled close together and softly kissing each other. Alex just lay there listening to the noises of the night. He was glad his two best friends hadn't fallen out with him over his thoughtless actions earlier. He was also ashamed of himself at bottling out of trying something new. Something both of his best friend weren't ashamed of doing in front of him. He was starting to feel cold and alone now. A shiver went through his body. "Robby. Are you awake?" He said softly. He heard a sleeping bag rustle. "Yea. What's wrong?" Came the reply. "Can I snuggle up with you and Si'?" He asked nervously. He heard a sleeping bag rustle again then suddenly his whole sleeping bag moved sideways. "There ye go." "Thanks." Alex said as he started to wriggle closer to the back of Robert's sleeping bag. He jumped as a hand and then an arm wormed its way under his neck and wrapped itself around him pulling him even closer. His head was gently pulled across to one side and it gently connected with Robert's shoulder. The last thing he remembered was Robert's hand gently stroking his hair and the side of his head. Robert just lay there, Simon's head on one shoulder, Alex's on the other. He too tried to drift off to sleep, but the feeling of warm breath against his chest and neck sent him wild with desire for both of them. All he could do was lay there and fantasise, something he was to regret later as his young body achieved something that he had only experienced once before: a no-contact orgasm. Robert too drifted off to sleep much later on. The whole Patrol was awake early the next morning and the PL organised the duties for the day. Simon and Alex were on kitchen duties, while Robert and the PL were on washing-up leaving James and Thomas to look after the fire and collect firewood. The boys set-to and before long there was a good fire going leaving the way clear for Simon and Alex to get breakfast started. The PL and Robert had a short lye-in. They needed more firewood so Simon sent Thomas and James off to get some. Before they left he told them that breakfast would be in about 30 minutes and that anyone could get enough firewood to keep them going in 5 to 10 minutes so they should take their time. They looked a little puzzled until Simon winked and they took his meaning almost instantly. As Simon and Alex got the kitchen organised they chatted. "Si' how did you and Robby first meet?" Alex asked. "I moved to Woking about 3½ years ago. We had a hell of a fight soon after I started at school. Ever since then we have become friends. To be honest, I can't even remember what the fight was about. Anyway, he was the only person I could really trust and when I decided to come out he was the first one I told. He did far more for me then than I ever imagined any one would. He even got a thrashing from his old man trying to look after me when my old man went bezirk!" "You mean his dad hit him?" Alex asked looking shocked. "Hit him, blimey, he got six hard whacks on the arse for me and still he looked after me. It was after that, that I realised he was something special to me. We fooled around a bit, but it wasn't until last summer camp that I discovered how much I meant to him. We were in hike tents and we used to snuggle up real close at night. We had some `good-times' in that tent. Did you know he does the best B-J's in the world?" Simon watched Alex's expression closely as thoughts of what might have been in the woods the previous night floated through his mind. "Is he really that good?" Alex asked. He too was remembering the night before. "Good. That's an understatement! He's brilliant! But the best thing about him is that you can trust him with your life. HE has never grassed on me, or anyone else as far as I know. If you tell him something secret or personal, he will never tell anyone else. I don't think he would ever tell me if he gave you a B-J and I wasn't there. Mind you, he would expect you to tell me, but he never would." Simon paused while he threw some bacon into a frying pan. "You really trust him don't you?" Alex asked. "Yes and he does me too." Simon replied. "I wish I had a friend like that." Alex said felling a little sorry for himself. "You do!" Simon said raising Alex's head and looking deep into his round brown eyes. "Haven't you realised yet that we both like you a great deal. I know he does or he wouldn't have offered you a B-J last night. As far as I know, you are the first he has asked if they want one." Alex thought for a couple of minutes. What Simon had said made a great deal of sense. If only he had realised it last night instead of making himself feel a bit of a chicken. Breakfast was nearly ready when Thomas and James came back. They were well and truly loaded with wood but not quite 30 minutes worth. Simon looked at them and they both had that look on their faces. Simon gave them a knowing smile and they both grinned back. "Thanks Si'." Thomas said returning Simon's knowing expression. "That's Ok, but you need to get your hands washed pretty quick or breakfast will get cold." Thomas and James dashed off. Simon waited a couple of minutes before he started bashing the bottom of the big pan with a ladle. His Patrol came running and sat down at the table. His PL knew what he was doing when he put Simon in the kitchen. HE was the best cook in the Troop! The boys sat at the table as Alex served and they all sat and ate together. Simon Robert and Alex were sat down one side with the others down the other. They had nearly finished when Alex asked Robert a question discretely. "Are James and Thomas together?" "I don't know. " Robert replied despite his knowledge to the contrary. He wasn't trying to be awkward or anything but it wasn't up to him to talk about other people's private lives. "Go on (rather than "one")." Alex said. "I won't tell anyone." "Would you like me to tell them about last night?" He said looking seriously at Alex. "Well, no, but then nothing happened, did it?" "Then why were you standing there with your boner out ready to be, er, sorted?" Alex immediately realised that what Simon about Robert said applied to everyone and not just his friends. "Sorry. I shouldn't have asked." Alex said to Robert. Robert just smiled back at him. Breakfast finished as civilised as it had started and the Patrol set about getting the chores done so they could get on with the more interesting activities they had planned. It was a Troop camp but each Patrol had organised it's own program. Skip was really there to keep parents happy and assist with any real emergencies that the PL's couldn't cope with. The Patrol spent the morning building a monkey bridge using a variety of ropes, pulleys and poles. All in all the Patrol worked well together and they were all satisfied that they had done a good job. Lunch was followed by a short period of free time. Alex, Simon and Robert walked around the other Patrol areas and chatted with their friends and had a look their morning's efforts. The senior Patrol naturally stole the limelight with their swing bridge. Almost everyone that saw it was astounded by the complexity of it's design and more so with the sheer size of it. The afternoon was spent on a treasure hunt. Simon's Patrol split up into pairs. There are no prizes for guessing what the pairs were. Needless to say Alex spent a pretty dull afternoon with his PL. The boys usually referred to their PL as Mr Squeaky-Clean, but this was usually reduced to Mr Squeaky or just plain Squeaky. He was always sucking up to the leaders and if something went wrong, it was never his fault, until today that is. Alex and Mr Squeaky were out on the trail of a particular type of tree. They found it ok, but it was on the top of a steep bank and Mr Squeaky insisted that he get the bark rubbing from the back of the tree as all the other bark rubbers had worn the front away. Alex was quite happily getting the rubbing when he slipped and tumbled 15 or so feet down the bank. The fall in itself wasn't much but he landed at the bottom with a bit of a bump. Quite naturally, he let out a yell as he fell. Mr Squeaky had wandered off despite telling everyone else to stay in pairs. Alex lay at the bottom of the bank a little disorientated but otherwise unhurt. Except his pride that is. Simon and Robert heard the yell and charged off towards it. They found Alex sitting at the bottom. After scrambling down to him they helped him up. Alex was really mad mainly at himself but with Mr Squeaky too. Robert and Simon walked back to camp with him and reported the accident to the Senior PL. He was annoyed to say the least. PL's are, after all, supposed to set the standard and Mr Squeaky had let the whole leadership team down. Simon and Robert were told to take Alex with them, which they did gladly. They went out to finish the treasure hunt by the time everyone had returned, Mr Squeaky was no where to be found. Neither was the SPL. Simon took over the kitchen with Alex and the fire was rekindled ready to start cooking tea. It was then that Simon found the not under a mug on the table. It read: "Simon, You are to take over the running of your Patrol for the remainder of the weekend. If you have any problems talk to one of the other PLs or myself. Graham." As you can imagine, Simon was really excited about the latest development and showed the note to the rest of the Patrol. James and Thomas moaned about it for a while, but then they remembered what Simon had told them that morning when they went to collect wood. Simon took his role seriously and immediately appointed Robert as his acting assistant. Tea went exactly as planned until it came to the washing up. It wasn't fair for Alex to do it all on his own and Thomas got upset when he was asked to help. Simon considered the situation for a moment before he too mucked in and in no time at all, Alex, Thomas and Simon had the job done. Robert was left to organise a hot drink while Simon went off with the other PLs for a briefing about the evening activity. Simon returned 20 minutes later to find them all sitting round the table talking. The subject didn't surprise him either. He stood back and listened for a few moments. Thomas and James were recounting last summers camp. Most of it was about the extra activities that went on. He felt himself going red when he heard them tell Alex about how he and Robert got the nickname "The Water Babies". From then on, Alex realised not just how close Simon and Robert were but why they were also so in love. It was a really frank session. Robert just sat and listened throwing on only the occasional comment. Simon stepped into the dining shelter. The talk stopped immediately and he became the immediate focus of attention. He briefed the Patrol about the wide game for that night. The one question he couldn't answer was what had happened to Mr Squeaky. The game started and the boys spent most of the evening running around or hiding from their pursuers. By 10 PM they were ready for bed. Simon and Robert prepared the hot drink and a light snack and the five of them retired for the night. If you have any comments please email me at teller_of_tales@hotmail.com as usual flames will be ignored. I would like to LordVader and Aaron for their help proof reading the story. Thanks.