Date: Tue, 18 May 2021 02:04:10 +0000 (UTC)
From: Terry Green <terrygreen822@aol.com>
Subject: High School Lust with Daniel

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Another weekend of camping for scouts was coming up, and my parents along
with my sister, had our traditional big Thursday dinner before the trip.
My parents and sister were very supportive. Yes I was drawn to the
program by the eagle award, and the proverbial leadership skills, that
served me well in the corporate world. Yet one of my favorite high school
lovers was in the troop. The 1990s were a fun time, and since the adults
tented away from us, this meant Daniel and I could have fun. 16 and
hormonally challenged, we had found out about each other's sexuality
over time. It went the usual route. First rubbing our penises together,
which is commonly called frottage. Then came handjobs, which were
surprisingly explosive. Blowjobs ensued for awhile, and these didn't
start off with enthusiasm, but now we loved to 69. Finally anal as in the
past few months, I had popped Daniels cherry, with my eight inches all
the way in him,

Thinking of him makes my groin twitch. He was such a good looking guy. A
shame he's now married with kids, although from what I've heard he's
done good, so I'm proud of him. Looking at his Facebook pictures, I see
those dark eyes I used to peer into, the Sandy blonde hair is now tinged
with grey, and I doubt he's got the 30" waist. Age changes a few
things, but as he's now on the left coast, we don't get the chance to
communicate much. I'd really like to have him over and reinvigorate what
we had years ago. We've inadvertently brought up our scouting adventures
a few times, and I close my eyes, thinking of how he used to go down on
me. It felt so amazing, and it quite often seems like yesterday. He still
is quite attractive in his pictures, and that ass is looking plump and
ready to be throttled.

This campout was in the summer time, so we knew being sun screen, water,
bug spray, and of course lubricant. Daniel was to be my partner. That
always made us giggle, as that's what our scoutmaster called guys
doubling or tripling up in tents. We definitely were partners, and his
Eureka tent had an accurate name. Boy Scouts is when we could get away
with our shared passion, which was each other. Sometimes we got lucky
with a house without parents, but going to different high schools, made
our logistics challenging. The only place we had when in our suburbs of
Baltimore, was a wooded area of a park. We would suck each other off on a
log, just a few feet away from a fairly traversed path. Although we never
officially got caught, I'm pretty sure now some probably saw us
disappear in the brush and know.

He was much more short than I was. If he was 5'5 that would be with
shoes on, and quite often I'd be dining on his penis with his shorts
wrapped around his ankles. Daniel never wore underwear which of course I
liked, as his small cock felt so good in my mouth. He may have been only
four inches long, but he had one of the prettiest penises I've ever
seen. A smooth bottom and not much body hair either, made me desire him
more constantly. I so wanted to blow him until he came in my mouth, or
take my tall lanky frame, and pound his hole until he was a gloppy mess
that I took care of. We kissed a good amount, had a lot of the same
hobbies m, and we're together a lot. Often in the mall bathroom, I'd
hold his cock as he pissed in the urinal. One day I finally fucked him in
there, as there was a handicap bathroom, with a locking door put in. It
felt so good to be inside him, sloshing my hardness in him, and walking
out to get ice cream together. Such a funny contrast to be balls deep in
him, or having his lips on my penis, to us walking around the shopping
center eating ice creams.

School came and went on Friday. My parents dropped me off, and our troop
put our gear in trucks and vans. My patrol leader was super chill,
Daniels was quite a difficult personality. It was his way or the Highway.
Once he had been one of us, but after going to some scout leadership
camp, he'd turned into a asshole almost over night. I smiled as Daniel
and I were slated to ride in Mr Jackson's van. It had tall multiple
rows, and of course we took the back one. I played with Daniels hard
penis, and i about lost it when his fingers were on my shaft. Carefully
we had some pre campout fun, and feeling his penis and balls up were a
thrill. Hours of riding in a van with other scouts led to this breaking
the boredom activity. Daniel and I watched the other scouts, watching for
signs of other activity, but it seemed like our troop only had two gay
guys. Only us. Now I'm sure some of the scouts tried minor things, but I
highly doubt they were making love like Daniel and I did.

An hour into the ride, we took a bathroom break at a convenience store.
It was hard to believe that this close to Charm City it was this rural,
as lots of cows, goats, and horses. In the restroom Daniel and I briefly
kissed, and we both smiled, as tonight our pent up aggression would be
vanquished. Group work was our favorite. Of course we first had to help
our fellow scouts sent up the dining area, and putting tents up in the
dark is no easy feat. Scouts definitely prepares you for life. For once
it wasn't raining, was rather pleasant, although a bit muggy. That's
quite common in the mid Atlantic, so you learn to consume a lot of water,
and if out like us shirtless. Seeing Daniels naked chest made me feeling
frisky, because as soon as I could, his nipples would be in my mouth. He
was so cute, clean shaven, and no really body hair except for his nicely
trimmed black pubes. Tonight it was less than normal in the van, as he
must have set his electric razor to trim it really short.

Campfire and skits were a lot of fun. We were lucky to have James, who
was in the drama department, making sure our jokes were funny. He always
was conscientious to help all, and this boosted everyone's confidence.
None of us would see the link at the time, but this was great practice
for university or work place presentations. James was always willing to
help us out, and he brought creativity and a new approach. A lot of other
troops at big events, just recycled old skits and songs, but our troop
was always ahead on the curve. We even got our adult leaders to join us,
in a Boy Scout song rendition of Cotton Eyed Joe. Mr Lawrence was always
uptight, but even he laughed singing along to this one. Who knew he had a
sense of humor?

The damn zipper. Finally I got through the rain flap and the tent, and my
jaw dropped when I saw Daniel sitting Indian style in blue boxers. He
looked so cute, his Sandy blonde hair over his black eyebrows, and we
immediately started kissing. First just lips with that nice smacking
sound, but eventually our tongues made the inevitable purge into the
party. I held his jaw and we made out, our lips connected and soon our
naked bodies. Our cocks touching, I loved looking in his eyes with the
dimmed flashlight, and we hugged to share our body heat with each other.
Soon I had his hard penis in my hands. Touching his scrotum, I sucked on
him with vigor. We had to be somewhat quiet, but I could see his chest up
and down, hearing his whimpering moan that knew I was in control. His
penis was delicious. The shaft all the way in my mouth, my saliva was up
and down him, interlaced with his DNA.

He was in bliss, as was I, as I loved his nearly shaved completely cock
in my lips. His hips were jiggling, and soon he had turned the tables, as
he went down on my eight inches of young man. My toes curled. I put a
sock in my mouth to clamp on to, so as not to scream with pleasure and
wake up everyone that was close to us. It felt extraordinary, as Daniel
really was an expert on giving head. The old saying guys know what other
guys like is true, and he licked and sucked my balls, with his left hand
jerking off my cock and damn I had to get inside of him with all haste.

We kissed for awhile, it felt so good to lie on top of him. The aromas
from him drove me crazy, and he just had to do figure 8's on my neck,
which had the desired effect. Without hesitation I started fingering him
with lube. He was blathering in another language, smiling and I was in
the zone as I put lube all over my penis before sliding in him. Rocking
on top of him, my dick went in one inch at a time. Daniel almost cried
out, but I whispered to him to stay as quiet as possible. My cock
continued in, and soon my balls were bouncing on his tight smooth ass
cheeks. Penetrating him was fantastic, I was part of him, and he had me
in his forbidden area. We made love and both of us were hard and so into
it.

I took him from behind. Grabbing his hips, I angled forward to give him
every inch to the point of no return. My hand covered his mouth too, as
he was making noise, and I didn't want to explain to our adult leaders
that we were fucking. Years later I found out two of our assistant scout
masters were, and they both were so hot, I so wish I could have seen
them. Yet now was the time for pleasure of the highest order. We kissed
and tried so many positions. Finally I felt the inevitable tug inside. I
tried to hold it but couldn't. With the seismic shock wave, sperm flew
out of my penis into Daniels bottom, and he jerked off and came
everywhere. We both had cleaned our pipes, and tomorrow we'd be at it
again. Yet I liked as we fell asleep, how we would openly discuss what we
enjoyed about sex with each other. I hung on to every word, and was
thrilled we turned each other on so much.

Pancakes and sausage replenished our calories. Our patrol leader brought
Cokes, and this provided us with caffeine to start the day. We worked on
our orientation merit badge. The maps were topography style, and I
wasn't so good with these. Yet thanks to Daniel and Marvin who was
already certified on this, I got more on this trip than I did before. We
marked off areas, and later broke up for two games of capture the flag.
James came up with a wacky idea. Sadly dough wars was a "miss," but we
tried it at least. We then got out a soccer ball. The adults were
shooting the breeze, and on a plus note I saw fellow scout Jeff's cock
as he pissed outside. He had a nice one, although with him dating the
soon to be homecoming Queen, I knew I'd never get the opportunity to
savor it in my mouth.

Dinner was chicken and burgers, along with fire roasted vegetables. It
was very tasty. Marcus who came to us from another troop, planned this
meal and it was filling. We also cooked blueberry cobbler in Dutch ovens.
If you haven't done this, by all means give it a whirl. Peach cobbler
this way is also delicious, and even those who don't like these fruits,
always seem to desire the fire cooked version. Another night of funny
skits ensued, and Mr Jamison brought out his acoustic guitar. It did
sound better in the woods. Even our youngest most immature scouts, seemed
to appreciate that, as he got a round of applause for his musical
efforts. Hopefully the bears would heed notice as well.

As the embers of the fire crackled, some scouts made s'mores, but I
noticed Daniel wasn't there. I knew where to find him. Sure enough once
inside the tent, with the dimmed lights, were his dark seductive eyes and
nudity on full display. He looked so hot, his cock was rock hard, and I
immediately gravitated to his crotch. Up and down I went on his manhood
with desire, passion, heat of the highest order possible. Swirling my
tongue around his head, up and down his shaft back and forth, his fingers
held on to his sleeping bag with a vise like grip. Oh he was riled up,
and marinating for sexual activity, just like the meat was before being
thrown on the grill.

Tenaciously I sucked on him like a vacuum. His penis was completely in my
mouth, and seeing him turned on, made me a ferocious monster. All the
youth and vigor, I went down on his toes too, as he grimaced with a face
that suggested a natural high. Each toe and finger was sucked on, and he
finally ripped my clothes off, touching my balls from behind, which
immediately brought me to the floor of the tent. He had me by his lips,
up and down my eight inches that had been replenished from the previous
evening. I knew I had to be sweaty, but this seemed to arouse Daniel
more, as he just sucked on my penis until the slurping noise was all I
could hear. His mouth was so inviting. This was the best blowjob ever,
and I know my spine and nerve endings reverberated from this activity. It
was an out of body experience, as every time he stroked my balls while
deepthroating me, I just lost more of my essence to him.

The heat in that tent was on a sizzling level. Scientists would measure
it by the kelvin degree system. Soon i was under him, and he and I were
engaged in an aggressive 69 session. Oh yes to give and receive
simultaneously. The feeling of pleasure and pleasured. Oh my he had to
stop stirring my balls like oxygen tanks, or my load would blow. We were
a symposium connected, and I knew what I must do. Without warning I stuck
my middle finger in his ass and kissed him so tremendously. Lube came out
and I could hear that noise from his hole. His internal cum was
happening, as I hit his prostate, and this g spot will make any guy
scream. It was working as he moaned and his eyes got big, and soon I just
decided to take him. Sliding my cock I him less than gently, I took him
from behind. His smooth perfectly luscious cheeks hem were great to
squeeze, as I rammed him viciously. It was animal like. He had to be done
with my vigor.

Finally I took him as I was on top of him. My cock made that clicking
noise. His hole was mine. I had him right where I wanted him, and his
heavy breathing was harmonically horny. "Kiss me," was all he could get
out, and our tongues were like the lashings we had worked on earlier. He
was getting rocked as I was completely inside him. No room. Balls deep
satisfying. My thrusts were rhythmic but the power was more than him and
I were used to, as he has turned me into a rabid animal that was
insatiable. It was full on mating, nature had found a way in that tent,
and I was determined for my lover to feel my cum inside him.

Kissing with gusto, hands holding and eyes locking, Daniel got on top of
me. There we could be closer. More intimate. Connected. His hips felt so
good on my palms, and as I touched his testicles they emptied out all
over me, as he buckled incessantly with a plethora of relief. It was as
if I had unhitched a undomesticated animal in his nerve endings, and soon
the inevitable crashing of my sperm flew into him at an alarming force.
Breathing heavily, muffled screams, and sweat I had unleashed my contents
into my lover. As we fell into each other's arms, it felt so good to
kiss, to hold hands, to embrace as our passion had reached an apex that
would be hard to replicate. The outdoors and our love affair would
continue on, and that dome tent if it could talk, the sexual discoveries
alone would provide plenty of stories.