Date: Sat, 07 Apr 2018 10:27:26 -0400 From: Robbie Robot Subject: CUB CAMP SET UP PART FOUR CUB CAMP SET UP Cub Camp Set Up Part Four © Van T Z Boi 2018 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author's permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you enjoyed this then please support nifty and make a donation; without nifty you would not be able to read and enjoy such fanciful creativity and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy nifty stories) (HEALTH WARNING: Due to the number of comments from nifty readers you are warned that reading this material may involve the self-indulgent loss of bodily fluid. 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Till the next Time Van T Z Boi) From Part Three "You need to lick it, get my cock good and wet so it will slide in easily without hurting you," he grinned at David who was already on his knees his lips around the pudgy swelling; the usual sensations of pleasure and anticipation commenced their journey up his cock and into his balls and his body. David knelt sucking and licking the hardening shaft and the large mushroom heart-shaped protuberance, he tasted the sweetness and the spicy salty liquid that quickly drooled from the engorging cockhead and as his nostrils one again inhaled the strange exciting musky aroma that emanated with growing strength from Akela's body he felt a return of the strange but wonderful inner itch, only this time he knew how to scratch it. He knelt back as Aklea eased the pusling manrod from his mouth. "What position do we try now?" he asked eagerly. Part Four Akela grinned his Dan smirk, `this is how a boy should be, eager and willing to be fucked, ready at any time and all times,' he licked his lips and continued to congratulate himself. "How about you get up on all fours," suggested Dan, "that's it," he smiled as Davey grinning looked back over his shoulder and swung his backside upwards, the plump cheeks wobbling slightly and as an added incentive Dan sighed gloatingly as he saw a thin strand of his sperm drip from Davey's gaping boypussy, the single thin pearly string glittering as the sun beaming through the open tent flaps caught the silvery pearly sheen. Davey purred as he felt the warm moist thickness of Akela's willie open him up once more, the pain was sharp but brief and then as the fleshy tube slid inside he felt his pussylips caressed at a different angle, sending a delicious anticipation of even more thrilling joys to come warming up and along through his spinal column. Dan gripped the warm silky satiny waist just where the ivory pink cheeks began to spread out, he kneeled closer, his cock sinking squelching all the way in, the wet coating of his semen once again welcoming him inside the plundered boy treasure. As the delightful waves of sensual delight rolled ecstatically inside him Dan thought again about how he would like to award badges to his cubs and scout for their attainments. Davey rested balanced gingerly on all fours, he moved his knees carefully where despite the rubbery groundsheet; the grassy ground underneath seemed too hard for his knees and there were some pointed stones poking up where he was placing his hands so more care was applied there but his senses sang as he felt just the solid motion of Akela's willie pushing back and forth inside him, every time he touched the special spot he twitched as the electric jolt passed another hot tingle shooting and sparking up his spine and into his whirling mind. He sensed his inner muscles working sucking and swallowing the fat tube as it moved inside him. Davey moaned as a swelling jerk of Akela's manroot brushed against his membrane walls and the tip pushing hard against the special spot that sent a sudden hot rush of sensation jumping up his stomach. He felt his own dicklet jerk and wobble in reply to Akela's intense throbbing and he arched his back as Akela's weighty pushing and shoving behind him added even more delights into the joys that spread surely and directly inside his trembling body. `This was better than all the tickles in the world he had ever known' he said to himself and he bleated his request for, "Again, again," with rapture. He closed his eyes, the tent was mostly an empty space but he imagined them back outside on the grass, he became aware that the confines of the tent meant this time he could hear the steady squelching as Akela's log dick moved back and forth, he could hear the slight smacking slap as Akela's skin made contact with the sensitive nerves that ran though his plump backside, the tickling of Akela's curly hairs that grew around his dick, scratching, itchingly tickling his backside and the intermittent plop as Akela's balls bounced against his bumhole, juts about reaching the wrinkled line of skin that stretched from his boysac to his pussylips. Akela's hand stole around and gently caught and held his waving cocklet, the fingers stroking all along the slim pencil shaft to tug back the fold of skin, tug it back under the ridge of his glans, Davey purred as the fingertips stroked softly as his exposed helmet, the delicate nerve endings creating a swirling whirlpool of delicious delights as Akela fucked and rubbed him. Pleasured from two different places, Davey felt his knees tremble and his elbows bow as the double joys sent his head reeling with warm and hot flashes of rapture. Akela grinned; he felt the pressing compression around his cock as Davey's boypussy readied itself for another drycum. Quickly he rammed his dick in harder and as deeply as possible, he was close himself, it just needed that extra frission, that necessary rough and speedy sexual friction to bring himself off. "Akela, Akela, it, it's happening," Davey recognising the spinning array of shooting stars and sensations knew what he hoped for, what he wanted was going to come again. He squealed as his body convulsed and shook and quivered as the so wonderful itching tingle expanded and magnified until his eyes could only see the glittering flashes of dancing stars and his body was wracked with the jolting electrical energy as his little passion bud flowered and bloomed and blossomed. As his contracting spasms reached their apex, Akela grunted, his own cock exploded, his pearly strings of manjoy shooting deep into the wet spermy spunky pool that was coalescing inside Davey's fuckhole. He knew for sure that Davey was his to fuck at leisure and he would be leisurely fucking him at every opportunity. Davey moaned as he felt the shooting bullets of Akela's manmilk bounce against his insides, the warm jets disappearing as they drained into the puddle that Akela was creating inside him, his little nub jerked and swelled and then slowly shrank down as the invigorating pulses of boyjoy dissipated. He could still feel Akela's willie pulse and throb inside him as the last spurts of spunk were delivered; Akela growling deeply as the ever delirious pleasures of fucking a young cub were once more momentarily satiated; his boyfucker of a cock was well aware that there were more boys and cubs to fuck; this was just another spermal stop along the way. "Well done, Davey," Akela leaned down to kiss Davey's neck, the boy was quivering on his tired knees and elbows and he placed his arm under the boys chest to help steady him. "Oh, oh ohhh, Akela," Davey mewled as his little bulge gave a final pulsing throb inside him before the high delight faded, he sighed and purred as the wavelets of boydelight ebbed slowly away, leaving just the odd tingle inside. Gently Dan eased his bloated but limp cock out of the tight embrace, he felt Davey's pussy muscles seeking to suck and swallow him back in but he worked his cock free, it swung in the air, the warm breezes cooling the meaty might. Akela grasped his sticky dick in one hand and wiped the sticky tipped tip against the pink sheen of Davey's cheeks, his dick relishing the sensation and texture of silky soft boyskin against the sensitive nerve endings in his glans as it stroked the satiny supple skin. "Time to clean me up," Dan tapped Davey on his back, his fingers tracing down the spiny knobs of the boys backbone. Davey swung around and swiftly grasped Dan's bloated cock and licked and sucked it until it gleamed with his saliva, all traces of the fuck juices disappeared, swallowed down Davey's throat. Dan backed out of the tent and stood up, rubbing his knees, as ever after fucking doggy style on the ground his knees hurt, the anaesthesia of sexing a boy which allowed him to ignore such aches and pains had dissipated as the activity ended and his toes, feet and knees throbbed painfully. Muttering to himself as he rubbed the aches away he smiled as he saw Davey relaxing on the groundsheet, his boy dicklet still hard, the reddened foreskin still caught under the enflamed boy helmet. Davey's legs were wide akimbo and Dan sighed as he caught sight of the violated boy pussy, the sweet lips, glowing redly from bruising where his dick had rammed back and forth. The sweet pucker continued to wink at him, its wrinkled surface glittered with the excess of his semen which had escaped the confined of Davey's fuckhole when his cock had sought its release. As ever the glorious sight of available boy pussy made his cock jerk and his aching balls twitch but he banished the thoughts from his mind, there was much more fucking to come, no need to rush things now the boy's pussy was his to do with as he liked, `And I so like to do things to boy pussies;' he smiled to himself. `Then again,' he thought as Davey's boy pricklet jerked, `I also like to do things to boycocklets too.' Davey squealed as Akela's mouth closed over his slim four inches of boymeat, his cocklet twitched, the sensitive tip rubbing the warm moistness of Akela's palate, the squelchy softness sending further waves of delights flooding through his groin. Faster and faster Dan worked his mouth around the quivering crayon, sucking in the empty sac skin, his tongue sliding under the sac to tickle the sensitive patch just before Davey's boypussy. Davey twitched and writhed, his hands clutching Akela's head, hanging onto his hair as his body trembled and shuddered, he could feel the tingling heating up the wonderful and so strange but amazing untouchable itch which was now being stimulated and succoured by Akela's lips, tongue and mouth. The swallowing sensation when Akela's throat moved was sensational. Mewling and crying and sighing Davey arched his back, his chest panting with the energy needed to cope with the overwhelming phenomenon that allowed him to see the stars and suns and comets of the universe. The lights glittered and flittered across his eyelids and the flame between his legs blazed, the sensual heat drowning his senses as the peak of boyjoy jerked and bounced several times as his boy passion exploded. "Oh, OH, OHHHHHHHHhhhhhhoooooooohghhhhhhh," Davey yelled as he fought to control his thrashing limbs which jerked and jolted and juddered as the waves rolled over and over him in tsunami of boyjoy bliss. Dan continued to suckle the hot boy rod in his mouth as Davey's dry cum washed away, the boy slowly relaxing and lying back with a beautiful smile of delight in his eyes and on his face. Dan enjoyed the sight, his mind brightening with Davey's possibilities, `so eager and willing and so, so fuckable,' he reached inside the tent for his kitbag and produced his camera so he could record the moment for posterity. Davey grinned as he watched Akela taking pictures of his bumhole and his still hard and stiff willie. Akela took a further run of pictures before taking time to look through the shots; a few relaxing minutes as he fought to control his urge to fuck the boy again, he really needed more time for his balls to refill and he knew there was work to do on the site. "Up you come Davey boy," he grinned reluctantly, "lots more to do about setting up camp." Davey with all the energy of his seven years sprang up. "What's next Akela?" he asked eagerly. "Wood for the fire," Akela/Dan replied, "Follow me," Davey sprang to his side. Naked they padded across the grass to the major wood pile which Roger had left out for them. Akela instructed Davey on what logs were required and between them they moved the chosen lengths to where the turf had been removed and stones laid to form the bed for the fire. Davey helped place the larger logs around the hearth to help confine the fire and to protect any nearby bare legs and feet from shooting sparks. "Now we need to forage for small twigs and dried leaves and some smaller branches for use as kindling," Akela explained, some of this was new to Davey who whilst he had been taught how to lay a fire at the Cubs Den teaching sessions; he had never learned to look for the right sort of firewood. "We'll need our boots," Akela reminded him, "the ground is too stoney and rough for our bare feet," and they walked back to pick up their boots. Davey followed Akela into the sparse wooded area, here Roger grew his small forestry for his own use in the farmhouse, wood was cultivated for many usues other than fire. Hazel bushes produced long thin switches for fencing and older trees were felled for plaining as fenceposts. Davey searched through the undergrowth for the dry, broken off twigs and looked for dry material which would catch fire easily. He found some sheeps wool which had caught on a bush and beaming presented it to Akela. "Well done, that will be very useful for helping to kindle the fire," Akela stroked his blond hair. "I think we have enough to start with, now back to camp." Under Akela's supervision Davey set the small base for the fire, laying out the longer and thicker branches to add once the fire took hold. Small twigs were placed over a ball of the hair and Davey was handed the box of matches. He was delighted when the fire took hold with just one match used. Quickly he added the extra branches and twigs, making sure the fire was not smothered by too much too soon. Dan watched carefully as the boy tended the fire, he knew flame was attractive to young minds and they could become careless if not watched. Dan placed the cooking grid over the fire, the outer logs holding the metal mesh solidly. A billy of water was placed where the heat was burning the fiercest and Davey was despatched to sort out the mugs and milk and sugar and teabags for a cup of tea. As they waited for the water to boil they ate some of the sandwiches Dolly had thoughtfully provided. Davey chomped at the home cooked bread and the flavourful ham that the farm produced. "This tastes great," he smiled, talking with his mouth full. He sipped at a cool cup of cold water and occasionally he looked at Akela's willy which had given him such pleasure. Already he was looking forward to having the big dick back inside him and tickling him in the strange new way. Dan watched him and smiled, `this one is going to be a pleasure for a long time to come,' he said to himself, pleased as ever after deflowering such a beautiful and willing boy. The two campers happily ate and drank, enjoying the fresh farm produce especially. The inner man replete they set about readying their tent for use, the pegs were double checked and the guy ropes secured and the inside was packed with anything necessary. Davey was also introduced to being allowed to pee in the open air, Akela showed him the patch where Roger had set up an area which allowed the pee to drain into a pipe which flowed into a container. "Roger uses the ammonia made for use on the farm," Akela explained to Davey who christened the patch, aiming at the cleverly positioned stones which meant that both men and boys could entertain themselves as they pissed. "This is so much fun," Davey chortled as he aimed at the largest stone, watching his yellow stream hit the rock and bounce downward to be filtered. Akela joined him and they had a short lived battle with the stones. Akela showed Davey how to wipe his hands on the grass nearby to help keep them clean. "Time to take a shower," he announced, the hard work of fucking and camp setting had made him sweat and a lot of his sex sweat had been rubbed and dripped on Davey. Grabbing their washbags they strode towards the small building where the smoke rose from the stovepipe, the water would be more than hot enough for a shower by now, Dan knew. Giggling and laughing they shared one showerhead as they soaped and scrubbed each other, Dan paying particular attention to Davey's deflowered boypussy. Despite the hard fucking Davey insisted that he felt no pain just an occasional twinge. Dan massaged the reddened opening and as he towelled Davey down he then spread some lotion over the redness, noticing the pinky colour fading as he did so. Davey sighed and twitched as his pussy lips were stroked by the massaging fingers and Dan was more than happy to see the boy's cocklet stiffen and pulse, the slit winking provocatively at him. Dan felt his own cock stirring but the ache in his balls reminded him that he was probably not yet ready to fully fuck the boy again. Stepping outside he led Davey back to the campfire and they sat by the warm flames, adding another log to keep the fire going. As they sat there Dan caught sight of a figure coming down the path, he stood up and placed his hand over his eyes shielding them from the sun as he focussed on the distant figure. "Sit here and tend the fire," he told Davey, "whilst I speak to our visitor," Dan headed to the gate. He watched as the muscular figure strode into clear view, `Jason has matured even more,' Dan thought as he admired the firm body that approached. The farming student was bare-chested, his skin gleamed under the rays of the sun. He wore a pair of stained baggy shorts, which looked like they were cut down from an old pair of working trousers or dungarees. Jason's legs were bare too and his feet were encased in worn boots. As he came closer Dan could see he was carrying a large bag. `Dolly must have sent us some more supplies,' Dan decided and hailed Jason, waving his hand. Jason replied with his own wave and then he stopped and removed his shorts which he slung over the bag, naked apart from his boots he walked on, his thick cock and balls bouncing as he walked. "Jason," Dan greeted the youth, his hands around the stolid body as they kissed, he could feel Jason's cock thickening and rising. "Dan, missed you and that dick of yours," Jason kissed heartily back, his tongue duelling with Dan's. "Step back and let me have a look at you," Dan released Jason who grinned and struck several poses, finally bending down and pulsing his taut cheeks aside to expose his hairless fuckhole. Dan started entranced, the boy he had seduced was grown now, the young man's pussy winking at him and his cock flooded with engorged lust, this time his balls did not ache. Jason stood up and grinning broadly stroked the swelling mantube, "Dolly sent down some of her apple pie for you and said I could give you a hand before the cows get milked. I can see that you have something that needs milking too." His hand grasped strongly around Dan's pulsing dick. Dan moaned as the familiar touch sent memories and sensation rolling through his head and body. Jason had just turned seventeen when they met; Dan had seduced Jimmy and was back at the farm for a short break and to see Jimmy again. Jason the third son of the village baker had just started his apprenticeship at Roger's farm and Dan had taken to the then slim energetic youth. "I don't like baking and I'm not that good at it," he confessed to Dan as they took a well earned break from clearing out the cowshed. "But I like the outdoor life and working on the farm with the animals and growing stuff is more my cup of tea," he swilled the hot sweet tea that Dolly had provided. "Everything tastes so much better in the open air." Dan who had enjoyed working alongside the youth agreed, Jason was a pleasant lad, not beautiful or handsome but he had a nice smile and when he had shed his shirt to work bare-chested, the sight of his bare slim torso had been very enticing. The two of them continued to clean out the cowshed and then headed to the shower Roger had installed at one end of the cowshed. Jason had no problem stripping off and Dan studied the teenager who stood under the shower as he undressed. Dan joined him under the powerful spray, he took the bar of cold tar soap Jason passed to him and after soaping himself down offered to soap up Jason's back. The unsuspecting teenager had no qualms and even when Dan's roving hand slid around to his front and soaped up his cock and balls he made no objection. Jason had no defences when Dan pushed him up against the tiled backdrop. Enthused and hyped up by the exercise of scrubbing the cowshed his hormonal teenage body was in such a state of diverse agitation that he was unable to stop or halt as Dan's soapy hands went and were everywhere. The hot hard kiss was a surprise but as he inhaled the scent of Dan in heat, tainted with the sharp clean scent of the soap his senses were overwhelmed. Dan's persistent and sensual caressing of his cock led him on, his hormonal lust drove him onwards and he instinctively returned the pleasure. Never having touched another dick other than his own, he was surprised just how powerful the feel and touch of Dan's thick fleshy tube affected him. The subtle touch of Dan's hands on his own cock was just as invigorating. Jason had little experience with sex, the village girls were known to him but his brothers and other youths in the village all seemed to him to be more handsome and the few girlfriends he had become involved with had not done much more than kiss him and allow him to play with their tits, the girls who went all the way and sucked dick and let themselves be fucked seemed to him to prefer the other boys. Dan's dominating approach overcame his natural proclivities, his body was ripe for the plucking and Dan had plucked him well. The first wank, under the shower with the prolonged kiss had produced an orgasm that sent his head soaring beyond any fantasy he had dreamed. He had shuddered and twitched and cried out shamelessly when he ejaculated, ejaculated a heavy shoot of teen spunk that had drained away down the plughole as he collapsed in Dan's arms, their mouths still enjoying the kiss. In the early evening they had been working along one of the living hedges, pruning the branches and clearing out the dead leaves and dead wood. As they shared the flask of Dolly tea, lying in the shade, Dan's hand had unzipped his dungarees and tugged out his teen cock which by the time Dan had exposed it fully was hard and full and lustily bloated. Jason recalled the first time Dan's lips and mouth closed over his dick, the memory still sent thrilling chills through his spine and that afternoon as his cock had been sucked for the first time he had thrown caution to the winds and allowed Dan everything he wanted. Dan had sucked the sweet teenage rod, tasting the sweet honey of the teenager's precum, the spicy sweetness mixed with Jason's worksweat. Jason trembling and not wanting the awesomely exciting sensations to end had allowed Dan to strip him, he had whined and mewled as Dan's hands and lips and tongue travelled all over his body but mostly had concentrated on sexing his dick. Dan's tongue on his exposed glans, the foreskin forced back, resting under his helmet was just so amazing and he knew his cock had never felt so huge, so filled with lusting blood. He caught sight of his bloated cock and was astonished at just how much bigger it looked and the sensations, oh they just kept on coming, rolling over and over. He relished the ravishing, watching as Dan's mouth and lips and tongue slid all around his dick, the centre of his teenage universe fully engorged and encased in the hot sucking and swallowing mouth of his seducer. Dan delighted in the smooth shaft, the hidden pulsing veins felt but not seen; the taut heated ballsac, hot and tight and ready to explode. He observed Jason's awakening to the pleasures of sex, even if it was between two males. The hot and heady action was the sensual attraction for Jason, now he knew what it was the boys in the village enjoyed and `Fuck it! I don't care if it is a guy,' he told himself, `this is just too amazing.' Dan grinned as he worked the five hard and so stiff inches of teenmeat, Jason's ball were hard against the base of his dick, pulsing and heated, evidence the boy was more than ready to shoot. Carefully he squeezed the tip of Jason's cock, the kid squealing with the torturous pleasure. His orgasm halted unexpectedly had sent a painful but sensational electric shock through him and he gasped with the voluptuousness he was experiencing. "Now let's take our time," Dan had snickered and Jason could only shake his head. The slow suck had driven him almost insensible as the unique and exquisite prolonged ecstasy had taken him on a sensual flight to orgasmic wonderment. Jason found himself crying and hornily demanding; `more, more' was his mantra as Dan's slow oral seduction took him away to another world of climactic joy. His eventual ejaculation this time astonished him, the jets of teen spunk that rocketed from his dick were spasmodic, there were seconds between each bolt of teenage spermal lighting, each jolt of spunk seemed accompanied by an orgasmic spasm, it was as though each spurt was an individual climax. Jason had lain shattered against the grass, his body sprawled in strange angles, his cock and balls swallowed in Dan's suctioning mouth as he was fully deep throated. "Fuck me that was something else," Jason had sobbed as he trembled and shook, his eyes fluttering as he lay between heaven and earth. `He's right about the fuck,' Dan sniggered to himself, his domination and violation of the teenager was almost complete. Dan had left the naked pool of wrecked teenager and continued to work the hedge. Jason took a full half an hour to recover. Dan had chuckled as he watched the youth struggle to his feet, his five inches of teendick, bloated, the foreskin stuck under the ridge of the pale purple helmet, fully engorged yet limp and floppy. Jason had touched himself, feeling his own fingers as though they were at some distance. "The numbness will fade," Dan had spoken softly, "best to just let your dick hang, let the sun and the air get to it." Jason confused and bewildered and yet the most happiest he had ever felt, finally rose to his feet. Dan accepted the clumsy kiss of thanks, he knew how the boy was feeling. Wearing just his boots Jason joined Dan at the hedgeside. In minutes he was mentally and physically back to being the hardworking apprentice, it was some time later that his dick hit a knobbled branch and the rough bark hurt him hard, the numbness had faded and his nerves awoke. "Fuck," he had shouted and looked down; his cock was coming back to life and it was aching and paining. Dan swiftly knelt down and sucked the dry fleshy tube into his mouth, Jason crooning as the moist heated warmth send special shivers running about inside him. Dan using his lips and tongue worked the stuck foreskin back over the glans, his saliva providing the necessary lubrication. Before Jason's dick started to rise with horny lust he slid it from his mouth and gently caressed the slimy shaft, making sure the foreskin was fully released and relaxed. "Better?" he smiled as he patted the limp hanging sac, knowing it was not really a question. "Uh-huh," Jason had stretched and then gasped as Dan's lips found his and the hot thrill of heavy frenching played havoc with his senses. He could smell, almost taste the heady scent of Dan's desire and he responded, his mouth opening wide as Dan's tongue fucked his mouth, nearly reaching his throat. Dan's hands on his shoulders pushing him downwards was not repelled, obedient he sank to his knees, his inexperienced fingers fumbled with Dan's flies, finally releasing the turgid man dick that throbbed and vibrated against his lips. Kneeling and looking upward at Dan's instructive eyes, his mouth opened, his hand curled around the fat flesh and he sucked dick. The taste was sensational; the sweet mandew of Dan's precum bewildered and pleased him. The spicy sweetness drew him on, he gorged on the drool that pulsed and bled from Dan's cockslit, sucking and swallowing the male nectar with nary a scarce thought to the fact he was cocksucking. The aroma of horny male musk filled his nostrils, inflamed his sinus, permeating his head, swaying his mind. Dan's hand on the back of his head indicated the pace, obedient and subservant Jason's head bobbed back and forth, his mouth taking more and more of the plump glans, rubbing it against his tongue, against his cheeks, up along his palate. His fingers stroked, caressed, rubbed and squeezed the vibrating shaft as Jason recalling all that had been done to him returned the training favour with zestful aplomb. Dan carefully controlled his student, taking with consummate ease his personal pleasure. He could see that Jason too was realising and experiencing the knowledge that he gained joy and sensual delight from sucking a dick. Jason grunted, his free hand finding his own teenrod to pleasure the shaft as he suckled and sucked the hard spongy maleness that filled his mouth. Dan gave him no warning, all Jason knew was the shooting rapids that flooded his mouth, instinctively he swallowed, swallowed the mandew, before gagging as the flood threatened to drown him. He coughed, allowing some of the precious fluid to escape but Dan's finger's smoothed the released spunk back towards his lips and he swallowed furiously to take all that Dan could spunk into him. "Fuck I can't believe how good that tastes,'" he sighed as he leaned back after gobbling up every pearly string and strand and dregs of Dan's ejaculate. "Made you cum too," Dan beamed broadly and Jason astonished saw that his own cock had clearly jetted its load onto the ground; some of his drools dripping on Dan's boots glittered pearlescent in the afternoon sun. As the moon rose in the night sky Jason lay back, naked in the hay that Dan had spread on the damp grass. His eyes took in the naked form, the long hard manprong that throbbed impatiently. He looked up at Dan's face, his eyes glittered back at him and involuntarily he spread his legs wider, wider, and he felt the inner tingle inside him twitch for the very first time. "Now we fuck," Dan had whispered as he lowered himself down. End of Part Four To Be Continued...???????????????????????????????????? (So Davey has been set, Cub Camp is partway set and Jason's story is partly set but has camp ended? is Davey's badge work to be left unjudged? Does anyone want to hear how Jason got on and there is still Andy and the farmer's boys, will they be set up too? You all know the score so then if you do want more and really want me to continue this story then you have to write and tell me or this could really be the end of camp. Do I strike Camp or do I intent on? Don't forget if you like this then I have plenty more stories to whet your appetite, just look me up on nifty's prolific authors listing ( https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authorslist.html scroll down to V for Van T Z Boi ) . Please also remember to make a different deposit in nifty's coffers for without them you would not be able to enjoy this and further chapters. All the best, Van T Z Boi) (In response to all those who are interested; the Lost/Rejected stories are still undergoing editing and once they have been posted I will announce the link. The good news is that good ole' nifty have provided copies of `Detained at Daddies' and `Mummy Said' from their records so now I have recovered all the missing stories, so mucho thanks nifty. Sorry I can't be more forthcoming at this time as to when I will be able to post them but please watch this space. Van T Z Boi)