Date: Wed, 15 Dec 2004 2:32:23 -0500
From: pmpatton@cox.net
Subject: Friends-In-Scouting

The names, characters and situation in this story are completely fictional.
Any resemblance to anyone or any situation you have taken part in is
coincidental. If you have taken part in something similar to this then
... damn you're lucky. Please enjoy.


	I love camping. I mean there are few things more relaxing than
being out in the wilderness cooking over open fires and listening to the
sounds of the trees swaying. This is what got me interested in Boy Scouts.
I started when I was only 12. God I was a little kid. I had hardly any meat
on me. I was just kind of skin and bones. As I grew older I filled out and
turned into a decent looking kid. I started doing push-ups when I was 14
and by the time I was 15 I had developed good chest muscles and sit-ups had
gotten me some decent abs. My troop was a very active troop. We backpacked
regularly and constantly did High Adventure Trips. Every year we went to
summer camp. We rotated on a schedule of going to our council camp Geronimo
and then some off counsel camp. The year that I remember as my best summer
camp took place at Lost Valley Camp in California. We had arrived as the
first week of camp for their year. It had been a especially dry summer and
fire danger was at an all time high. The camp was divided into two parts,
one was a boy scout camp and the other was a cub scout camp. The cub scout
camp had one more week till it opened so the mess hall that was used by both
was half empty. This year I chose to take BSA Lifeguard. This was going to
be a challenge for me but I had wanted to do it for a long time. We were
put together with the Pool Administrator who was an ex-marine. He had never
done a BSA Lifeguard class before so he was excited to get the chance. I
had signed up with one other scout, my good friend Justin. Then two adult
leaders were taking the course, which made our class size 4. A decent size
for a BSA Lifeguard course.

	I don't know how I talked Justin into doing the class. I guess it
was the prospect that he wouldn't have to take any merit badges and he
would get the certification. God Justin is an absolute cutie. He has about
the same size frame of a body as I do but a little more baby fat. In no way
is he fat, but a guess the good way to explain it would be he is soft and
squishy. In the first day of camp the dry weather combined with a
lightening storm caused a great scare as the camp went in emergency mode
with a good size fire starting near camp. It was put out in part by camp
members who made up a hot shot crew and later air water tankers. The
problem was that our ex-marine pool administrator had gotten smoke
inhalation from working on the fire. Luckily the cub scout camp's pool
administrator was in. She agreed to take the class and finish it for us. So
we would trek every day to the other camp, which was eerie and quiet. One
day the adults had a mandatory meeting they had to attend so it was only me
and Justin who attended lifeguard class that day.

	As we arrived nobody was around. The shower room which would
ordinarily be busy and loud was quiet with no campers at this camp. We went
in and could safely leave our bags and towels in the changing room without
fear of losing them. When Mrs. Johansen came out she looked surprised. She
told us she hadn't expected us in class so we could have a free day. We
asked permission to practice throwing the rings, which proved to be the
most difficult task we had to learn for BSA Lifeguard. She said that was
fine. She left and we started at it. I watched Justin's shirtless upper
torso flex as he would throw his ring. I almost thought at one point that
he looked at me throwing it too.  We got bored after awhile and decided it
would be fun to just relax and enjoy the absolute peace and quiet of this
empty camp.

	Justin sat down next to a tall tree which offered shade over the
small patch of grass he sat on. He looked at me, as I watched him in
amazement. He asked me if I intended on standing all day and I laughed and
sat beside him. We talked about other scouts and adult leaders for awhile.
We began to talk about our dreams of Eagle projects. We realized it was
beginning to get late and that we should head slowly back to our camp. We
returned to the showers to pick up our bags. Standing in the empty showers
I couldn't help but imagine all the hot guys that had showered in those
showers. Oh to be a fly on the wall there. Justin looked at me and said,
"Hey we should take showers since it is nice and quiet here. I bet there is
even still hot water." I laughed and agreed happily. This would allow me an
opportunity to see his god like body.

	He paused long enough that it would be weird if I didn't undress at
that point.  I pulled down my swim suit and grabbed my towel hiding myself
partially from his view. I entered the shower with the defeat of the fact
that I would not be able to easily see him naked. I took my time in the
shower thinking about him as he entered the shower next to mine. I had
closed the curtain behind me and was surprised when he turned his water off
so quickly. I continued for a minute or so before opening my curtain just
enough to see that my towel was no longer there. I looked back into the
locker room area and saw Justin holding my towel. He looked so cute with
the silly grin on his face. He was only wearing his towel around his waist
and his chest was still wet. I think the slight breeze got him just chilly
enough that I could see that his nipples were hard. I said, "funny guy,
bring it over." He laughed and told me to come get it. I thought well fine
if you want to challenge me. I walked completely naked straight towards him
and then stopped in front of him with my hand out to take the towel. He
held the towel back and said so now what to have you do since you are my
bitch. I was starting to get annoyed now. I don't care for teases.  I said
what do you want, he laughed and told me to do jumping jacks. I was
disgusted. I started doing them and as I did so my dick flapped back and
forth hitting my abs.  I have to admit it was starting to turn me on. He
smiled as I stopped, and asked if him if that was good enough. He thought
for a second before saying, "how about now you give me head." I nearly had
a heart attack right then and there. He lifted his towel off showing me
that he was completely hard. His dick was about 6 and a half inches
hard. Not anything to be ashamed of at his age. It was uncut but still
gorgeous.

	I got on my knees, my mouth watering with the whole idea. I was
scared to death that he would at the last minute shove me and call me a
queer and tell everyone that I had almost sucked his dick. I mean this was
the only time I had ever gotten this close to another guy's erect dick. I
knew I loved looking at guys and naked was even better, but it had never
came in the form of wanting to touch and taste a guy as much as it did
right then. I leaned close and he pushed his hips forward pressing his dick
against my lips. I let my lips part and the head to enter my mouth. I ran
my tongue across the slit and then around the head. He groaned quietly and
leaned back against the wall. I ran my lips further down the shaft as my
hand began to explore his balls. Perfect little orbs, I had to remove my
mouth from his dick just long enough to lick his balls and the area between
his balls and his ass. He continued to enjoy the whole experience and I
suddenly had a realization that I was giving a blow job to a guy at a boy
scout summer camp. I stopped immediately and sat back and looked at him
with concern.

	Justin unsuited his eyes and looked at me confused. He asked,
"what's the problem?" I actually felt a tear come into my eye. He let out
an annoyed sigh, "dude it's just a blow job, it's not like this is the end
of the world, it's not like you are gay or I am gay, we are just dudes
messing around." Tears streamed out as I replied back, "that is what I was
afraid of." I stood up and turned around walking back towards the showers
to hide myself. I felt two hands on my shoulder from behind. Justin forced
me to turn around and before I knew what was happening he leaned in and
began kissing me passionately. Our lips didn't part for probably ten
minutes. When they finally did part our eyes locked. I told him that I was
confused."

	Justin said, "Ryan I didn't want to scare you off that is why I
said that, if I knew you wanted more than to just mess around I would have
told you how much I really love you. I can't even explain how much I
absolutely love and adore you. My eyes began to tear up again and we
embraced. It felt so good to just have the bodily contact. He told me that
he thought we should get dressed and run back to camp before we were
missed. I agreed and we left the shower with our new found knowledge.


Okay I hoped you enjoyed, I might actually turn this one into a series. Let
me know if you liked it. To save me time later my other stories are:

"rustins-shower" in the gay relationship section
"triangle" in the gay college section
And "boy-god" and "best-friends-til-the-end" which are both in the gay high
school section

Pmpatton@cox.net

Thanks,
Patrick