Date: Sun, 20 Sep 2009 14:34:09 +0100 From: Robbie Robot Subject: LIL' SLUT AT SCOUT CAMP Lil' Slut at Scout Camp Part One Copyright Van T Z Boi 2009 (Again the usual disclaimers apply, I hope you all enjoy this tongue in cheeck recollections of Scout Camping) (Again many, many thanks to all who have written to comment on my work, it does help keep the juices flowing so please do let me know your thoughts. Ideas and situations always welcome) I was on cook duty, everyone takes a turn and a moan 'bout it, but hey we're men, men doan' cook. Yeah okay you got them prissy guys on teevee that do the chef thing, but I'm fourteen, almost a man an' in my world, men don't cook. Yeah, right well, Cookie is okay, he's a cool dude for a guy that cooks but, out of scouts, well he's not a cook, he's a computer geek and I know he's rigged up my stuff something cool an' he does it for everyone, free, no payment expected. Sorry to get back to the reason I'm writing, as I said I was on cook duty and cleaning up after breakfast, most of the other guys were down at the bath house getting showered, I had my hands deep in hot water scrubbing the cooking pans, the last items to clean, the rest looked good laid out on the drying rack, gleaming in the morning sun and I was looking forward to hitting the shower myself when I was done. Tokey who was on duty with me was squatting 'gainst a big oak tree trunk, he was scrubbing potatoes for lunch, he hated washing up an' I detested peeling spuds, but Tokey was okay 'bout spud bashing. He saw me look over and grinned. "Yo Jojo, nearly done, we gonna hit the shower after?" he warbled waving a clean looking potato in his hand. "Sure," I grinned, "I'm 'bout done too." That's when Motty showed up, the lil' slut. Don't get me wrong he's real cute looking, slim body and the sweetest lil' cocklet. Hey I've swung on it, we all have but Motty he, well he really likes it, you know, cock. I'm happy doing my mates a favour, there ain't many girls about camp sites, so if a mate wants to get his rocks off, I'll happily, wank, him or if I trust him, suck him off, but I don't advertise the sucking thing, guys get the wrong idea 'bout that, think its gay, till you suck 'em off, then they get real annoyed ya doan swallow their cream but if they won't do it then I won't, I mean fairs fair ain't it. So there's Motty, he's wearing a vest, started out white but it's a bit grey now, and flip flops an' that's all he's wearing. Man that's all he's worn since we got to camp, three days ago. I remember when we arrived, we all got out of the lorry, well in those days ya travelled on top of the camp gear, none of this health and safety stuff like nowadays. It was part of the fun of the camp, larking about in the lorry, peeing over the tail-gate, that was cool, seeing the faces of those driving behind as ya let it go, splashing down on the tarmac or better on their windscreen and of course waving your cocks at the old ladies on the coaches and wiggling our bare bums at anyone who drove behind the lorry. Fun times now long gone. We arrive at the campsite and we get out of the lorry, stretching our legs and then Motty appears, he's been at the back of the lorry all this time with some of the older boys, he's naked an' when he slides his naked butt over the tailgate you can see a string of teenage cum working its way down his right leg. Once on the ground he reaches into the lorry and grabs his flip flops, slips them on and joins us, still stretching our muscles and taking in the sweet country air. Once our rucksacks are unloaded we're told to get into camp gear, Motty just pulls out this white cotton vest and that was it for him, his uniform was found at the back of the lorry as we finished unloading it and Motty hung it up on a hangar in his tent and there it stayed until we struck camp. So getting back again Motty is standing there, the grubby vest hangs just above his groin, so everything he's got is on show. His cocklet looks a little red from either sucking or rubbing and he's come from the direction of the leader's tents. He stands right in front of me moving his hips slightly so his cocklet wobbles. I hadn't seen him at breakfast and I wonder if he's eaten. "You missed breakfast," I said, "I can get ya some cereal or there's bread but all the cooked food is gone." He grins at me those sweet little white teeth in that hot red mouth, "S'okay," and he rubs his tummy lifting the vest to expose more of his body and adds in his cute squeaky voice, "I got my breakfast," and I'm sure I know what's swimming in his stomach. I get on with my washing, I want to finish and get my shower so I can join the rest of the troop on the activities, Motty stays there for a couple of moments and then heads towards Tokey whose still scrubbing away. I see him talk low to Toke but then I've finished the big stuff, all I've got to do now is get the utensils Cookie was using to prepare lunch and get them done so I head into the quartermaster's tent to clear the stuff from Cookie's work place. Back outside I dump the bowls and the cutlery in the water and stand up to stretch. I notice there's no sign of Tokey nor any sign of Motty, but as I look across to where Tokey was I catch sight of the sole of his baseball shoe peeking from behind the tree. I mosey over, quiet like, as I get close I can hear the sounds and then silently I put my head round the tree. Tokey is lying on his back, his head is resting on his shorts and t-shirt, Motty is riding him naked, the grubby grey vest lying back on the ground where I reckon its spent a lot of its time, his flip flops lie apart away from the fucking pair. "That's good," grunts Tokey, "Ohh Fuck Motty, you are so tight," he groans. I know what he means, that lil' slut can grab your pecker with his boy pussy in such a tight grip you think he's cumin already and man if you can ride him when he's really cumin then you are in for a hell of a fuck. I watch Motty bounce up and down on Tokey's four-inch rod, I can see Motty rise high enough for Tokey's mushroom head to be almost clear of that puckered hole before he rams right back down, squishing Tokey's egg sized ball sac making the thirteen-year-old grunt. It's a hot scene an' I can feel my own joy rod poking upwards, I finger myself for a few seconds and then walk away, leaving them to their fun. Back in my place I get on with my work, a few minutes later Tokey appears, he's pulling at his shorts, his t-shirt is over his shoulder and then he catches sight of me; looking a bit shamefaced, colouring up real crimson red, he sits back down by the potatoes. I smile and start scrubbing again. Out of the corner of my eye I see Tokey settle himself, he reaches for his t-shirt and then Motty comes round the tree, he's still naked 'cept for his flip flops. He bends down to Tokey and I think they're just gonna kiss then I hear Tokey call out. "No Motty, not," he begins and I look up, he can't speak 'cos Motty's lips are all over his mouth and I can see Motty's hand rubbing at Tokey's teen rod, his shorts are half way down his groin. As I watch Motty straddles Tokey, slips his reawakened rod back in that tight boycunt and starts riding the kid again. Y'see that's the problem with Motty, the lil' slut just loves cock and if ya don't get him off happy like, then he makes sure ya do, an' yes I'm talking from experience. I smile as I watch Tokey being tortured in a nice way, the kid is getting his second fuck in less than ten minutes and that's no record for Motty. As they get it on again I get on with my work, sure the sight is getting me going to but I'm in no hurry, at camp there's always opportunity, you don't have to take advantage of every one that comes along. I clean the last of the items in the bowl and check in the tent for any more. To my surprise Cookie is there he must have slid past me when I was busy watching something else. "HI Cookie," I smile, "I've finished what you left me, anything else before I hit the shower." "Yeah Jojo," he smiles, "I'll need more water, if you get it now then ya wont want a second shower," he laughs an' he's right, you fill the water container to full an' yore' sweating trying to carry that dead weight. "Sure Cooks," I grin and grab the empty green plastic can, its lighter than the others. Outside Tokes and Motty are still at it, grinning I shoulder the can and head for the water tap. After filling the can three quarters full, that's the most I can manage I head back to camp, there's no sign of Tokey or Motty an' I hope Tokes hasn't hit the showers without me. I head for the tent. Inside Cookie is leaning against his table, his hands splayed out supporting his weight, his shorts are down by his ankles and Motty is kneeling between his legs and sucking that thick seven incher of Cookies man rod. I drop the can and observe the expert Motty as he deep throats that thick pecker. Man I don't know how he does it, Cookies cock is real thick like I said but that lil' slut just opens that sweet mouth and throat and sucks it all in. I am jealous an' know he's in for a treat. Yeah well okay I swallow for Cookie, I mean, well the guy set up my computer stuff, so I had ta give him something back plus Cookie swallows too, so its okay in my book. I back off and outside find Tokey is back at his bowl of potatoes, I cross over to him, he looks wasted. "You okay?" I ask. "Fucked," he sighs and looks up at me, "ya saw me with Motty," I nod, "fuck it, he caught me unawares, next thing I know I've cum, shot my load in that tight boycunt. I forgot how good he was at getting you hard again. Man that lil' slut is cock crazy." I sympathise and sit down to help him so we can get down to the showers, he knows how much I hate peeling potatoes so once we are down to the last few he tells me to get our wash kits from our tent and by the time I get back to him he'll have finished. I unpeg our dry towels from the hanging line first before I get in the tent, inside Motty is lying naked on my groundsheet, his head resting on my rucksack. I kneel down to get Tokey's stuff from his bag and then have to get mine. I try reaching past Motty but he's too quick for me. Next thing I know my shorts are down by my knees and he's pulling hard on my already hard pecker. Man what is a horny fourteen-year-old gonna do, my cock knows what its doing even if I don't and seconds later I'm six inches deep inside the lil' slut. Gee he feels good, all that warm gooey sperm round my teen cock is working its magic and soon I'm fucking him good and hard. I'm lucky that he's still hot from Tokey's fuck 'cos soon I feel his pussy grab me and I know the lil' slut is ready to hit me with a big one. I grit my teeth as I feel the crushing sensation as those orgasm driven muscles take both me and him to heaven. He bounces up against me as I try to force my six incher a foot deep, or that's what it feels like, we shove and wriggle up against each other and then I blow, my pecker firing in all cylinders as I add to the sperm bank in his pussy. He starts to slow it down before I've finished, that's good for me, he won't be looking for 'seconds' and then I drop onto him and we kiss gentle like. "That was good Jojo," he tells me and wriggles contentedly under me. "I know," I tell him and we laugh, it feels funny feeling his laugh on the end of my cock. "Hey Jojo, what about our shower," Tokey calls and he's standing at the tent flap a big smile on his face. I ignore his big smile and slide out of Motty, making sure Tokey sees my cock is still hard enough to take him. "I'm coming too," says Motty, "I can borrow your stuff can't I?" We nod, Motty brought nothing with him except his pussy, so he was always borrowing but we didn't mind, we knew his dad was gone an' his mum was a slut, so we looked after him just as much as he looked after us. As we get near the bathhouse we can see Alan our sixteen-year-old Troop Leader sitting outside and we hail him. "Too noisy in there for me," he says drying his hair, we can hear the whoops and hollers. Alan is real popular, he's one of those nice jocks, muscular, great body and nice to be with, when he was a Patrol Leader his was the one everyone wanted to join and for a good reason, they won nearly everything and did lots. I admired his thick cock, eight inches now but I knew it when was six like mine now, he had a trimmed black curly bush with one of those trails of hair that rose in a straight line taking you towards his big nipples, so suckable. Yeah in case you haven't guessed it I also swallow for Alan. Motty moved in and straddled Alan's lap, grabbing the limp tube and squeezing it. "Oh fuck it Motty," groaned Alan, "I did you this morning, mmmmm," the rest of his words were lost in Motty's mouth. By the time we entered the bathhouse Motty was already riding that gorgeous cock and Alan was groaning with that purring sound I knew so well. We joined the melee in the bathhouse, most of the boys were finished and dressing, a few were getting a last cock suck and there were signs of the usual spunking in the showers, traces of pearly liquid on the walls and floors. I spoke to Skip he was sitting on a bench, his fourteen-year-old son Bert was on his knees, kneeling on a towel and he was slurping Skip's cock like there was no tomorrow. I know Bert quite well, he always does his dad after a shower, he says they have been doing it for years and years and only misses it if one of them is ill. "What we doing to day Skip?" I ask. Skip groans and shoots his load deep in his son's mouth. "Fuck that was a good one Bertie," he sighs stroking Berts, thick shock of black hair and then he looks up at me. "Okay Jojo well once the camp is set for the day then we've got sessions on knife and handaxe, mapping and lashing and knotting, then we break for tea and after that its down to the lake for swimming before lunch. You'll have to leave the swim session early as your on cook duty but after the lunch hour then Chris and Allan will take up the boys doing the felling axe, we've got a tree lined up for that so I suppose most of the boys will want to watch them chop and drop the tree and then take part in stripping it down to small pieces so we can move it to the camp site wood pile. After that it's a return to the lake, most people will want to relax after the hard work then it time for the evening meal after which it will be games on the pitch area, then cocoa around the campfire, bedtime wash and then sleep," Skip smiled, "a busy day that should keep you all nice and tired out." I laughed, the day was well planned and I knew I would enjoy it, even having to do cook duty. The door opened and Motty strode in followed by a smiling Alan, his cock swung heavy between his legs. "Fuck that Motty," he grumbled, "I need another shower now," and he disappeared into the showers. Bertie who was rubbing his hair dry suddenly squealed as Motty knelt down before him and began sucking Bertie's teen rod. "What the fuck," he said startled his head hidden in the towel, "Oh it's the lil' slut, Ohh fuck Ohhh fuuuuck, that feels good," he moaned as his cock thickened and slid into Motty's throat. Skip laughed and began to get dressed as I headed into the showers myself. I found Tokey under one of the jets whilst Alan was rubbing himself gently under another one. I admired Tokey's thin body which was glinting in the sunshine coming in from one of the windows open to let out the hot air, the water and suds streaming down his body was alluring so I joined him under the hot spray. Tokey giggled as he felt my hands gently massaged him as I washed him and he turned to me and began to caress me as well. Soon we were foamy mess but the hot water did its job and we soon felt clean and hot in another way. Alan had left by now and we had heard the noises as the other scouts and officers banged the shower block door as they left heading back to camp. I stroked Tokey's slim cock which was as hard as mine was and we grinned at each other. I swung him round and pressed my cock head up along his bum crack, he groaned and submissively bent forward, now my cock found his hot hole and in one swift motion I fucked into his scout pussy, he groaned as he felt my thick pole fill his fuck chute. I began to fuck the cute thirteen-year-old, I liked sex stuff with Tokey, he was a tight fuck and a willing one. As I pummelled his arse, him bending down his hands braced against the tiled shower wall, the water jet steamed over us, heating us up even further, it was a wonderful fucking moment, the sort of moment you recall when you think how good your childhood was when your kids ask you what did you do in scouts daddy. Lost in the fuck I never heard Motty enter. "Fuck, Oh fuck," I felt Tokey groan and tremble, "Motty, Ohh," he sighed. I looked down, I could not see anything but just knew the lil' slut was now on knees sucking Tokey's cock as I fucked him, then I felt one of Motty's hands slide up and cup my balls gently squeezing and caressing them. Fuck it felt good, give Motty his due he certainly knows how to make a boy feel even hotter. I groaned myself as he now slid his hand up under my balls and stroked my own pussy hole, I felt the pleasure zoom over me and I fucked Tokey even harder who was now grunting with every heavy thrust. As I felt my tubes fill with teen seed, Motty slid his finger inside my panting pussy hole and with unerring accuracy found my passion button and flicked it hard as I fired my spunk inside Tokey's gripping fuck chute, Tokey was also quivering and I felt his body convulse as he too let go, his sperm dropping straight into the lil' slut's stomach. We both yelled out our joy and delight as we spunked up. It was definitely a fuck to remember. We held each other up as we finished washing and recovering, lil' slut stayed on his knees, cleaning my cock with his tongue and mouth and sucking the last dregs of spunk out of both mine and Tokey's now deflating rods. We walked back naked except for our shoes, our towels over our shoulders and we carried our clothes and wash kits. The sun was hot now and we felt good after the great shower fuck. Back at camp boys were getting ready for activities. Tokey and I donned clean shorts and put our other ones aside for washing later and we joined the group of scouts and officers gathering around Skip. He quickly organised us into our teaching groups, I was assigned three boys for hand axe training, two ten year olds and one eleven-year-old, it was their first time at scout camp and they were enjoying learning all the other things we did at scouts. Tokey was paired with Mike Dodds, they were going to build a washbasin stand. Tokey was worried as his lashings were never tight enough but Doddsy a heavy built twelve-year-old already had big muscular arms and I was sure the younger boy would help Tokey out. I led my lot away to a clearing where I began my instruction. The two ten year olds Bobby and Sam sat down together, they had come up from cubs and knew each other very well. Don the eleven-year-old had come directly into scouts, he had moved into the area recently and his parents had sent him along so he could make friends. He told me one Saturday morning at the Scout Hut just after I'd fucked him that his old Troop never did any of the sex stuff we did and he loved it. It was the first time we'd fucked and he wasn't bad, Alan had cherried him so he had a good teacher, we'd done it a few times since then and he was enjoying all the sex at camp. I took the boys quickly through their knowledge and then took Bobby to one side to test him on his own. He did well, only made two mistakes and I told him that he should see Alan to arrange for his proper test which would mean if he passed he could carry his own knife and use the handaxe on his own. I knew his parents had bought him a proper Scout knife with a black leather sheath which Skip was looking after until he passed his test. The other two had been kept amused by Motty, he had appeared whilst I was busy with Boby and was now sucking the two tenderfoots, which was what we called the first-timers, both boys had their down shorts by their ankles and their small two and a half dicklets pointing up as Motty knelt between them, taking turns in sucking them. Motty was naked again his grubby vest was nowhere in sight. "Come on Don," your turn now," I said and the dark haired kid got up, he pulled up his shorts which now tented where his cocklet stood out. Bobby quickly took his place, sliding his shorts down as Motty without losing pace simply swapped one dicklet for another. I stroked my hand down Don's slim back and slid it inside his shorts cupping his bum cheeks. He giggled and we walked across to my testing place. "That Motty sucks good dick," he sighed, my hand moved round to the front of his shorts where I held the hot little stick. I looked back to where Motty was keeping the other two busy. Sod it I thought there's plenty of time and I whispered in Don's ear, "Wanna cum then?" Don looked up at me and his shorts seemed to melt away. He sat down on the ground and I dropped my own shorts, I kicked of my sandals as Don slipped of his plimsoles, he grabbed my now hard teen rod and bent forward to slick it ready. "You wet?" I asked meaning did he need licking to get lubricated. "S'okay," he mumbled around my dick, "Mark did me in the shower so I'm still slick and full." The boy had learned his sex lessons well. I slid inside in one swift easy motion, we both grunted as I bottomed out and I started with some quick strokes, pressing down hard so his stiff dicklet was squeezed between out stomachs. Soon I was in my stride, bouncing up high before parachuting down on his sweet almost virginal body. Don was also rising to meet me and we met and I rotated scratching his little button with my helmet ridge, the boy had improved his technique and we had a lovely fast furious fuck. It musta lasted' bout five minutes but it was hot fucking in the open, on the grass and we came within seconds of each other, Me sperming his tenderfoot pussy with my teen cream whilst his love canal squeezed every last drop to of my slick six inches. I wanted to make him feel good and worked him over to give him another small drycum, I had a good reason he had a seven-year-old brother who had joined the cub section and was ready for plucking and Don had half promised his brother's cherry to me. I had only managed three virgins, most of the cubs went to Patrol Leaders or officers, but I had seduced two boys on family holidays and one twelve-year-old brother of a mate at school. It was great to have a fuckboy outside of scouts, they don't have the likes of Alan or Chirs to measure up to although I knew I had a good reputation in the troop as a 'Good Fuck,' but I longed to cherry a cub in the troop, add to my reputation, like. We kissed, Don likes kissing, not all boys do and we got up and dressed. I then got on with his test and he did better than Bobby so I told him to arrange with Alan for his final test. As we walked back to the others we heard Sam groaning as he dry cummed, his little reedy voice rising in a 'cum' squeal that he was famous for. I was about to pull Motty of him, the lil' slut was trying to make the kid go again straight away, Motty's a fantastic sucker and if I left him to it he would have drained the boys energy and made him too sleepy to be safe with dangerous stuff like knives and axes, and then we heard Skip. I looked up to see Skip striding towards us with Lofty Jones the Camp warden. Not sure about the warden, he was a six foot, stringy guy, his shirts hung loosely off him and his package was well hidden in the loose folds and I was concerned about the cocks on show. "Guys cover up," I hissed as Skip and the Warden drew near. The boys scrabbled their shorts up and bent over to hide the cock tents that swelled their tight shorts. But what was I to do with naked Motty, the lil' slut had not a care or worry at all and just laid back on the ground, his nude body with the slim dicklet hard for all to see. "Ah Jojo," Skip spoke, "Lofty here, I think you all know the Camp Warden by now wants some help with cleaning out the cub bunk house, a pipe was holed by a wayward arrow from the archery set and it needs scrubbing and hosing down." I looked at Skip, I was on cook house duty so I did not think I was likely to be put on another task and the young boys were small, 'perhaps he wants all the boys' I thought and then I caught sight of Lofty's look, he was staring at lil' sluts naked body and I saw his tongue tip lick his pink lips. Skip coughed, "I thought Motty might be able to help Lofty with his problem," he said and I saw him go red, 'he's blushing' I told myself and it confirmed that Motty's body was wanted for something more than scrubbing out. Motty looked up at the tall wrangly man and grinned and we all saw a movement in the loose folds of those hanging shorts. "Okay," he ginned and held out his hand. Lofty was quick to bend down and help pull the lil' slut to his feet. "Has he got any clothes?" Lofty asked a worried look on his face as he stared at the naked kid. "This is all he's got," grinned the still embarrassed Skip as he produced the grubby vest. "I can carry it," insisted Motty and the lil' slut led his new prey away. "Bet he fucks him before they leave the campsite," whispered Bobby and we all knew he meant the lil' slut and not Lofty. Giggling we turned away and then we heard a squeaky cry and turned back and watched as Lofty's tall figure disappeared into the bushes, he looked like he was being dragged. Motty had surprised the man and was taking advantage of the situation. We all laughed. "Thank goodness," sighed Skip, "the lil' sluts been disturbing all the training sessions this morning. I hope Lofty will keep him busy until lunchtime." Again we all giggled and returned to our tasks. I heard from Bertie later on that morning that when he and is dad had visited the site he had enjoyed a three way with the Warden up on one of the out of the way sites. "He's not a bad fuck, but gets little action. Shoots thick creamy spunk and can shoot real high," Bertie told me as we sipped our morning tea after the teaching sessions. As we spoke the object of our discussion appeared in the distance. "I don't think he even left our site," grinned Bertie and I smiled. Lofty accompanied by Motty was strolling towards us, he looked very different from earlier on, for a start the tall figure was now naked, gone was the uniform shirt and the loose hanging shorts, now all than hung down was the deflated tube of man cock that swung weakly to and fro, it was red and worn out looking. The lil' slut however positively glowed and we all knew that Motty had given the Warden a real good fucking. Skip walked towards the pair and handed Lofty a mug of tea which he slurped loudly, "Needs to replace lost fluids," someone behind me cracked and a general laugh rang out. "We're going swimming now," said Skip, "would you like to join us." Lofty looked around the loose gathering of naked and semi naked men, youth and boys. "Fuck yes," he drawled and held out the now empty cup, "any chance of a refill?" We all finished our tea and washed the mugs in the bowl, rinsed them and left them on the rack to dry, then it was off to our tents to grab a towel, no need for any trunks as we had the small swimming lake to ourselves. By the time I got their the usual fun was in play, scouts and officers swam, chased each other, dived, did all the usual things and general let of steam after the training session. Motty was already at work, he was astride Chris the Assistant Scout Leader and riding the hard eight-inch cock that I and many others loved. We all liked the eighteen-year-old blonde, he was fun to be with and that eight-inch rod was well used. He was currently living with Cookie, his mom had thrown him out after finding him in a heavy threesome with her two brothers and Cookie had let him bunk in his spare room which most of us had stayed over in. Chris's current boyfriend was Soapy Tucker an eight-year-old cub who would be joining us at the weekend, the cute cub earned his nickname by turning up at Scout Troop one night just covered in foam and he'd walked though the village with only the bubbly cover to hide his naked body and he was desperately in love with Chris and judging from the hard state of Chris's cock he was missing his young lover badly. I dived in and joined the splashing and chasing and then after a few minutes swam to the edge of the lake to catch my breath. Some of the boys had paired up and were enjoying each other and I felt myself get stiff again. I glanced around wondering who was up for it and caught sight of Lofty the warden. He was lying half in and out of the water and watching two scouts beginning to fuck. I swam over to him. "Hi Lofty," I grinned and reached out to the slim tube of man flesh that was slowly rising upwards towards his belly button, "i see you've recovered from your problem," I giggled and he smiled. "That kids a fucking sex maniac," he sighed, "fuck that was the best sex ever. I so envy you boys, you're all so into each other." "And fucking," I laughed. I looked down his body, his cock was thickening more now. "Fancy a fuck?" I said. End of Part One To be continued..... 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