Date: Wed, 4 Jul 2018 11:55:31 -0500
From: Tim Hubbard <timmywriteshot@gmail.com>
Subject: Not a Boy Scout Anymore Chapters 5

Tim Hubbard, timmywriteshot@gmail.com

[This is a work of erotic fiction. It depicts sex between adults and
underage boys. It also includes unprotected sex. If this offends you,
please don't read it.]

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This is the follow-up to "What I Learned at Scout Camp." I hope you enjoy
this new set of antics for young Timmy, even though it starts off a little
down.]

I'm Not a Boy Scout Anymore, Guys – Part Five

When I woke up, I heard Dad's voice in the other room. It sounded like he
was on the phone. In a couple minutes, he walked into my room and saw me
naked on the bed. "Nice," he smiled. "I was just talking to your mom. The
meeting today went better than I expected. This deal is going to be really
big and I need to stay over a few more days, maybe into next week. I told
Mom I'd fly you home if you wanted to. She said to ask you and do whatever
you decided." I smiled big and laid back with my hands behind my head.

"Well, Dad, let me put it this way...Hell, yeah, I want to stay here for a
few more days!"

Dad grinned back at me, "That's what I thought you'd say, but I had to make
it sound like we actually thought about it. I'm going to take a shower and
change for dinner. Then I'll call her back and give her your decision. You
just rest there a while I shower."

As he walked in to the bathroom, I closed my eyes and imagined what it was
going to be like to live in this penthouse for another 4-5 days. Mm. Cocks
and balls and manly chests in every direction.

Dad called in to my room when he got out of the shower. He told me to get
up and get dressed. Then I heard him go into his room. I got up and went to
the closet, but none of my clothes were in there. Instead, there were a
bunch of new clothes hanging in my closet. I checked, and they were all my
size. "Dad?" I shouted. "I know – it's the same over here," he shouted
back. Ok, then, I picked out a pair of nice tan slacks, made of a very soft
fabric. I looked for underwear in the dresser, but there were none. Ok by
me, I thought. I pulled the slacks on my naked body and they fit like a
glove. Tight at the waist, they hugged my ass cheeks and left a nice place
for my cock to hang down my right leg. I saw a beautiful pink print shirt
and pulled it off the hanger It fit my shoulders to a "t" and the short
sleeves were tight around my biceps. The shirt hung softly down my torso
and I left the top button open. Then I slipped into a pair of soft leather
loafers and walked into Dad's room. He looked hot. He was wearing a pair of
navy slacks, made from the same material as mine. I could see the outline
of his package hanging down his right leg and his ass cheeks were embraced
in the fabric. His shirt was a white jersey with a small navy design just
barely visible. He had a pair of loafers on and his hair was still tousled
from being towel dried. I told him to leave his hair, it was cute.

Together, we went out into the living room. Tony was sitting on the
terrace, drinking a glass of wine. We went out to meet him. He admired both
of us and said that he was pleased his stylist was able to help. Houseboy
came out with a glass of wine for Dad and a beer for me. He was dressed in
tight black satin shorts with fake tuxedo cuffs and a fake color and bow
tie. He smiled at me as I took my drink and he licked his lips as he walked
away. Dad started the conversation. "Tony, I've some news. The deal I'm
working on is going very well and I need to stay longer to put it
together. Tomorrow is Thursday, and I may not be able to wrap it up before
next Wednesday."

Tony said, "That's what I was counting on." Dad looked at him, but Tony
kept talking. "I know the company you are dealing with. In fact, I own a
substantial share of it. I suggested to the people you are dealing with
that they could expand the deal. They agreed and told me there would be
more negotiations and lots of paperwork. I told them to take as long as
they needed to make it work."

Dad as really surprised, "Tony, I don't know what to say. I appreciate the
business, but, are you sure you want us living in your Penthouse that
long?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Tony said, "I love having you here. I
hope that you both feel the same way."

"We do," I chimed in. "I like it here and there's so much left for Dad to
experience." I grinned.

"Then, it's settled," Tony said, "You're staying here as long as you like."
He raised his glass in a toast and Dad and I joined him. We all smiled and
said, "Let's eat!"

Chef and Houseboy brought out an incredible meal and we ate until we were
full. Dad and Tony drank a little too much. Since I'm only 15, beer is my
normal and I was only allowed one at donner, then Houseboy brought me a
soda. Tony and Dad finished off two bottles of wine. We were laughing and
getting to know each other better. After dinner, Chef and Houseboy cleaned
everything up and went down the hall toward another two-bedroom suite like
Dad and I had. A few minutes later, they came back out, dressed in casual,
sexy clothes, similar to ours – very expensive and perfectly
tailored. They brought two more bottles of wine and served themselves. Then
the five of us sat out on the terrace to enjoy the view and the wine.

We were all very relaxed. Tony explained the Chef and Houseboy work for
him, but they also live with him and there are fringe benefits. Not only
are they paid well, they get all their clothes, food, their apartment, and
lots of sex. Chef squeezed Houseboy's hand and they smiled at each
other. Then, Tony said, "Since we are celebrating tonight, I've arranged to
have the pool closed for a private party. I've also had them close the
frosted dome to hide the pool deck from prying eyes. How about a swim,
boys?"

We all got up and went to our bedrooms to get ready. There was a black
Speedo on my bed and a white hotel robe and sandals. I stripped my clothes
off and dropped them on the floor. I puled on the Speedo and found it to be
just the right size to show everything I've got. I checked in the mirror to
be sure I didn't need to touch up shave. Then I put the robe and slippers
on and met Dad in the hall. He had the same robe and slippers; he opened it
to show me a black Speedo hugging his package. I smiled. We walked out to
the living room and the others were waiting, dressed exactly like us. We
boarded the elevator and descended to the pool deck. Sure enough, nobody
was there and the whole area was hidden from outside viewers. We all
dropped our robes and slippers and jumped into the warm water.

It was great. I swam across the pool a few times and watched as Houseboy
and Chef really worked out by racing each other end-to-end 4 times. It was
so hot to watch them flex their muscles with every stroke. Dad and Tony had
gotten out of the water and were sitting at a table, sipping more
wine. Tony had minions attending to our needs, but I never actually saw
anyone. The stuff just happened. I was sitting on the steps at the shallow
end of the pool and Chef and Houseboy finished their race. They both went
under water and, when they came up, they had their Speedos in their
hands. They twirled them over their heads and tossed them up on the
deck. Great idea! – I did the same. The three of us met in the middle of
the pool. We started groping each other and somebody took hold of my
cock. I got a cock and the other cock went somewhere else. We stroked and
played for a while, then we moved to the edge of the pool at the middle
level. Chef pushed me against the wall and Houseboy went under water and
started to suck my cock. When he came up for air, Chef replaced him. They
alternated sucking my cock and kissing my eager mouth. Over and over, they
sucked and kissed, and I wanted more. Soon, Tony brought a popper bottle to
the edge of the pool and handed it to me. I took a hit and gave some to
Houseboy, it was his turn up. When Chef came up, I gave him a big hit and I
took another. We kept this up and I was getting so wasted on the popped. I
got twice for each one of theirs. I couldn't wait, my cum shot out into the
pool, floating in creamy, white ribbons and rising in the water. Chef went
after it and caught it in his mouth. He was laughing so hard. The three of
us got out of the pool and sat on the edge. Houseboy and Chef sat on the
deck with their legs in the water. I got between Chef's legs and sucked his
big cock. He and Houseboy shared the popper and hit me with it once in a
while. Soon, Chef shot his load into my mouth and I swallowed. Then I spit
his cum out onto Houseboy's throbbing cock. He was hitting the popper and
moaned out loud at the feeling of the hot jiz dripping down his shaft. I
hit the popper and proceed to suck him off without stopping. I wouldn't let
up and he squirmed underneath me. While I was sucking, Chef stuck the
popped up my nostril and I got a huge hit. Then I swallowed Houseboy's cock
and tightened my throat muscle around the head. He arched his back and his
cock head swelled up and his abs got tight and his cum shot down my
throat. I swallowed every drop and held onto him until he was completely
soft. As I cam off of him, I licked his shaft and then his ball sack. He
fell back on the pool deck, completely spent. Chef was already laid out on
the deck. So, I got out of the water and noticed that Dad and Tony were
gone. I really didn't care, I was too exhausted to move. I lay down on a
lounger and passed out.

I woke up to the touch of Houseboy picking me up in his arms. He said it
was time to go back upstairs. Neither one of us had any clothes on. Chef
walked behind us, carrying all our Speedos and robes. We boarded the
elevator and set it for express to the Penthouse, so we wouldn't get
caught. We arrived and opened the doors. Dad and Tony weren't in the living
room. Houseboy carried me into my room and laid me on the bed. He kissed me
long and hard on the mouth and then he kissed my soft cock. He walked out
and turned toward his room. Chef dropped my robe and slippers on the floor
and came over to kiss me for a long, wet kiss. Then he left and turned
toward their rooms. I was almost asleep when I heard a loud moan of
pleasure coming from Dad's room. I got up quietly and wen to the connecting
door. It was ajar, so I pushed it open and had a perfect view of Dad's
bed. Tony was sitting on Dad's cock and jacking himself off. Dad moaned
again. They were so busy, nobody noticed me. It wasn't long till Tony shot
his load all over Dad's hairy chest. It was big load and made a mess. Then
Dad pumped into Tony deeper and I could see him arch his back and watched
as he shot his cum into Tony's pussy. It was so hot, but it was odd too. I
had never actually watched my Dad have sex with anyone. I liked it, but I
wanted him more than ever now. It was so late, and I was fucked up, I went
back to bed and fell fast asleep.

[END PART FIVE}