Date: Fri, 3 Feb 2006 18:53:32 -0800 (PST) From: Dennis Banneker Subject: Scout Campout Qualifying Competitions - Chapter 2 _________________________________________________ Scout Campout Qualifying Competitions - Chapter 2 by Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com _________________________________________________ Check with your local and regional laws before reading this story which depicts homosexual sex acts. You must be of legal age and not be offended by this type of content. All persons, names, places, and descriptions, are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, names, places, descriptions, is totally unintentional and a pure coincidence. ___________________________________________________ NOTE FOR THE READER Please don't be shy to write to me--I'm just a guy like you. (When you email: Please tell me THE TITLE OF THE STORY you're writing about--OR put the title in the subject line. I have a lot of stories out there, and sometimes I can't tell which story you're referring to.) You get extra points for telling me what parts you liked. :-) Thank you so much. --Dennis :-) StoriesNew@Yahoo.com P.S. There's a list of all my stories at the end. _____________________________________ SCOUT CAMPOUT QUALIFYING COMPETITIONS by Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com David Thornton, 21, Scoutmaster SCOUTS Tim Larsdon, 14 Terry Dalisle, 14 Michael Roberts, 14 Kyle McCovey, 13 Adam Drist, 14 BROTHERS OF SCOUTS Robby Larsdon, 12 Jonathan Roberts, 15 Peter Drist, 16 _____________________________________ "Yes. Peek through the curtain and look out." I knew exactly what Kyle would see--four, very horny and erect Eagle Scouts-to-be, standing in a line, slowly stroking themselves, waiting for Kyle. "Oh, God! They're all jerking off! . . . Ah! That stuff you gave me is working!" "Working?" "I'm so HARD," Kyle said, squeezing the end of his boner. "Does it feel good?" "Yeah." "Get out there, tiger--and have fun! But not TOO much fun. No one is allowed to come yet." CHAPTER 2 "Go out there, right NOW?" "Of course! Oh, right. You're dressed. You'll be the odd man out." "Whoa! You want me to go out there NAKED?" "No, that's up to you. But if you stay dressed--well, I won't say any more. Do what you think is best." "Okay," Kyle said as he walked out the door fully dressed and began to approach his four companions. Adjusting his boner in his shorts was useless. His boyhood wanted to stick straight out, and nothing could stop it. I had told the foursome to be friendly and non-threatening to Kyle, but I needn't have bothered. Tim, Terry, Michael, and Adam, had the hots for Kyle, who was the best looking of them all, and they treated him well. The best part was, Kyle did not have a big ego and wasn't aware of his sex-appeal. "Here comes the real cutie," Michael said. He was the boldest and most developed of the actual Scouts in the group-- the 14-year-old, tall and well-built, appeared to be close to 16 years old--though he was no match for Peter Drist, Adam's brother, who was 16 by a few months. I had hoped to get Peter into Scouts, but so far, no luck. "Yeah, you're hot," fourteen-year-old Adam said loudly enough for Kyle to hear, looking right at the cute blond. Terry and Tim remained silent while staring admirably at Kyle-- who kept himself eight feet away from the lineup of naked erect Scouts. "Who, me?" Kyle said, blushing. "Come on, Kyle! No fair. Take it out," Adam said, waving his five-inch hardon at Kyle. "We all got OURS out--and we're naked, too. Come on!" You could tell Kyle and Adam were friends. Kyle walked closer to the group and unzipped. "Um, okay," he said, obviously embarrassed. The four fellow-Scouts held their breath as Kyle reached into his shorts. After hesitating, he pulled out his penis. "Whoa," Michael said, impressed with Kyle's size. Michael's erection measured six inches, and Kyle was a mere half inch short of that. "Oh, God," Kyle said softly, mortified that his pre-cum was so visible--dripping from the tip of his dick. Prompted by Michael, the four boys applauded the fact that Kyle had been brave enough to take out his cock for all to see. Unseen by the others, Adam licked his lips at Kyle, a gesture that made Kyle throb, the sudden upward motion of his erection causing the string of pre-cum to break and fall. As Kyle took a step toward the four Scouts, they closed the distance and surrounded the blushing 14-year-old. "Ah!" Kyle shouted as Adam's hand unexpectedly wrapped around Kyle's wet bone. "Hey, I'm the oldest!" Michael said, "*I* get to do that." Michael was close to being 15. "Oh, wait," Kyle said, red-faced as ever. Too late. Despite Kyle's objection, Michael was busy lusting after Kyle with his hand squeezing Kyle's good-looking boy spike. Somehow, Michael managed to communicate with his eyes that he expected Kyle to do the same to him. As I watched from a distance, I was relieved when Kyle reciprocated--with Michael beaming, looking as if he'd bagged the prize catch of the hunt. "I'd love to suck that," Michael whispered in Kyle's ear, "but not in front of all the guys." "Okay," Kyle blurted nervously, eyeing Michael's larger organ enviously. "Come on, Michael! Give us a turn!" the others complained. I spoke up just as Michael released Kyle's hardon and the other three boys began to move in for their own touch of the golden-haired boy's treasure. "Grab your shorts, guys," I said to the foursome, while approaching them. "Kyle--I'm sorry, I forgot--no underwear." I put my hands on Kyle's shoulders. "That means you have to get your briefs off now." The poor kid blushed purple while removing his lower clothing, exposing his bottom half to the other four. The fearsome foursome groaned in complaint as they dressed --Kyle watching their every move, stumbling out of his little white briefs. "Sexy, dude," Michael said softly, coming in for a closer look and staring lewdly at Kyle. "All right, boys! It's a short bus ride, but we've got to take it. Line up at the first open gate." We were soon on our way. The half-hour trip should be interesting, since I had a few surprises planned. First, I let the boys blow off steam and talk amongst themselves. One of the other Scoutmasters did the driving, and I supervised the trip. The boys were permitted to adjust their anxious cocks through their clothing and even take them out--but masturbation or actual sex was not allowed, to prevent any of them from dulling their sexual edge before the competitions began. It was great fun for me to watch them squirm uncomfortably as the stimulant pill pumped more testosterone and other substances through their adolescent bodies. "What about our brothers?" Tim Larsdon said, looking sad that his brother Robby, 12, was not on the bus. "Good question, Tim," I said. Then I went into my announcer mode. "Tim, Michael, and Adam--your brothers will be arriving at camp sometime tomorrow." This was met with grins from the three boys whose brothers would be attending. From experience, I knew that the presence of brothers--younger or older--caused interesting things to happen during various activities at camp. My cock throbbed at the thought--knowing that with or without brothers, the show these five boys would put on, just earning their merit badges, was going to be boner city for me. I was surprised when Tim, the youngest and shyest of my five Eagle-Scout candidates (perhaps tied with Kyle for shyness), stood up and took out his dick in full view of the others. "Ah! Much better! My shorts were killin' my dick," Tim said loudly, shaking his boner at Michael, hoping to get the same attention Michael bestowed on Kyle. But the shy boy giggled and blushed crimson, sitting back down quickly. "Not bad, Tim," Michael said, grasping Tim's four-and-a- half-incher and smiling at him. But Tim's nakedness had its effect. All the others took off their shorts. The fun was about to begin. That's when I took out my clear plastic telescoping tubes. I announced my purpose and personally installed the things on each boy's boner, adjusting the length to allow only the head of the penis to be exposed. The rest was safely encased in unbreakable clear plastic. I locked the tube-length in place. "What's this for?" Adam said impetuously. "Oh, you'll see," I said with a smirk. Kyle silently played with the head of his cock, fingering it softly while he watched the others. "Cool!" Terry said, fascinated with the tube and imitating what Kyle was doing. "Listen up," I said so all could hear. "You may now suck each other as much as you want." "I thought we weren't allowed to come," Adam said. "That's right, Adam," I said, looking right at him, admiring the bounce in his penis, "but you ARE free to suck or be sucked." This caused Kyle to blush profusely. He sank into his seat like he wanted to remain unnoticed. This changed when Adam walked up and took the seat next to Kyle. "This is kinda weird," Kyle said softly to his good friend. "No, quit thinkin' that. It's fun!" Adam said, quickly bending to take the exposed head of Kyle's dick into his mouth. "Holy shit," Kyle whispered to himself as the sudden sexual sensations took hold of him. "Uh! Feels like I'm gonna come." "Okay--my turn," Adam said, waving his tube-covered shaft at Kyle." It wasn't long before Adam felt near to shooting, and Kyle was sucking his friend again. "Ahem!" a lustful-looking Michael said from the aisle of the bus, staring at Adam. "I got dibs, man." Adam stood up, ready to take a different seat, quickly yielding to the bigger boy. "No. Sit down," Michael insisted, getting on his knees, sucking Kyle's delicious-looking meat. His oral technique must have been fantastic, judging from Kyle's intense squirming. "Ah--oh! I'm gonna come," Kyle said in a panic. "It's all right, Kyle," I intervened, having heard that. "You can't come from stimulation limited to the head of the penis." "Huh?" Adam said, his red face matching Kyle's. "He means you won't shoot from just getting the head sucked," Michael said, enjoying himself with the two blushing cuties. While Adam merely nodded, accepting Michael's explanation at face value, Kyle spoke up. "How do you know that?" Kyle asked. Then he looked up at me. "Is that true, Mr. Thornton?" "Call me Dave. Yes, it's true." Michael settled down to a suckfest, going from Kyle's thick bone to Adam's, making both boys squeal charmingly. Similar sounds came from Tim and Terry, who shyly pleasured each other. Adam became aggressive and began to suck Michael, while Kyle, wide-eyed, looked on. Just when I thought all the boys were happy being naked with each other, they put their shorts back on. This was my chance to make another surprise announcement. "Listen up, guys. Just to make it interesting, I arranged for some seventeen-year-old Eagle Scouts to join us. Their camp will be set up about a quarter-mile from ours. A few of those boys are close to being eighteen." Silence prevailed for a moment while the boys sat gasping with their eyebrows furrowed, not knowing what to make of this. "Oh, man!" Adam said, a response that could have meant anything. The penny seemed to drop only with Michael. "Oh, fuck," Michael said slowly, drawing out the words. "What?" Kyle said, tugging on Michael's arm. "Nothing. You'll see." "Come on, Mikey! Tell us!" "Don't call me MIKEY. And I'm not tellin.'" "Unzip and get 'em out!" I shouted as we pulled into the campgrounds. This was met with groans from my group of five Eagle Scouts-to-be. "Line up next to the bus at attention." I removed the well-moistened plastic tubes from each boy as he exited the bus. It didn't take long for us to get a fire going and settled into our tents. There was a cabin nearby--to be used if we experienced any bad weather. It was also a convenient meeting place for my group, where I could make announcements without shouting and it was easier keep everyone's attention. Of course, for the more intimate activities, merit badge or otherwise, the cabin was a must. Boys--especially under potentially embarrassing conditions --tended to speak softly. The cabin would provide better acoustics for me to hear their responses to my questions and announcements--much better than the outdoors, where sounds tend to get lost. "Cabin time," I yelled. Dressed in thin shorts with no underwear, the five boys looked quite sexual with their shorts obscenely tented as they walked to the cabin. The boys chose to remain standing and stared at each other's tented clothing. "What happens if we don't get all our fun merit badges?" Kyle said before I could say anything, apparently concerned about one or more of the activities needed to earn those unofficial badges. "Hehe!" Michael snickered. "We all gang up on you!" "Well--almost," I said, grinning at Michael. "You WILL get peer-pressure to earn them ALL. But if you insist on leaving one out, I won't force the issue." "We won't wimp out!" Adam said bravely and excitedly, giving Kyle an elbow to the ribs. Kyle was grinning weakly but obviously not amused with this. "All right," I said. "That was a good question, Kyle. We're here to talk about merit badges, and which one to do first." Several boys shouted suggestions, but I hushed them. "Can we vote on that?" "Yes, but I think we can agree on one without a vote. Okay. You all have a bit of sucking under your belt," I said, the unintended pun causing a full round of snickers. "So, I think we can put off the Oral Sex merit badge for now." "Yeah," a few boys said, laughing nervously. "Also, we'll vote often on whether to be naked." "Are the older boys in their camp already?" Adam asked. All eyes focused on me for the answer. "Why, Adam?" I said, "Are you anxious to walk over there and earn your Bottom merit badge?" I had spoiled a surprise by saying that, but I had a feeling my slip hadn't clicked with all of them. "Oh! No, sir," Adam said, shocked to the core and shrinking into the background, causing uproarious laughter--to which Adam blushed badly. Kyle put his arm around his friend to comfort him. I was glad to see that type of bonding for Kyle, and hoped he'd do the same with Michael, Tim, and Terry. "I'll go with ya," Terry said boldly to Adam, making the others laugh, Kyle especially. Adam giggled good-naturedly, but remained embarrassed. From the looks of Kyle's pre-cum, he was on a good type of sexual overload. The noise level of the room rose rapidly. "Okay!" I shouted. "Merit badges. Oral sex is out for now?" All nodded or spoke their agreement. "Okay, let's see. Something easy. Masturbation?" "Teasing!" Tim said. Not surprising that the shy one would pick this--the focus was on the 'victim' and his reactions. Fun though. "Self-Pleasuring!" Adam shouted. Another good suggestion. After much discussion, chaotic though it was, it was down to Masturbation or Teasing. We took a vote, and Teasing won. "Michael, you're the oldest--would you like to be the first teaser?" They were all 14 except for Kyle, but Michael WAS close to 15. "Yeah, I'll go first!" Michael said with perhaps more enthusiasm than he intended, making all the others giggle. "Good boy," I said, grinning my approval. I felt sure that Michael, especially with his eager response, had more experience and more ideas about how to tease another boy sexually. "Whoo!" Michael shouted, looking at each of the others, probably selecting his victim. "Okay. Here are the rules: 1) No sucking. Licking is okay, but limited to fifteen seconds at a time. 2) The victim MUST give EARLY warning that he feels like he's getting close. It's the victim's responsibility to hold his cum. And the TEASER must stop when the victim indicates he's close. 3) There's a penalty for coming, and you won't know what it is until you need to. 4) No fucking or anal penetration, but you CAN rub the tip of your dick GENTLY back there." "Yeah, massage my hole," Adam said giggling like a little kid, sticking his tongue out at Michael. It took a while for the boys to stop chortling and yelling obscene phrases after Adam's outburst. "More rules. 5) You have twenty minutes to tease your victim," I said, looking at Michael. "6) If more time is to be given, it will be by vote of the other three boys who are watching. 7) In case your victim is NOT RESPONDING to your teasing, you may, within the first two minutes, choose another victim." At the word, 'watching,' Kyle blushed. The boy was charming, but I hoped not too inhibited. Soon after, he exchanged a fleeting glance with Michael, a secondary glance went to Adam, who grinned like the Cheshire cat. "Not responding! Yeah like you just jacked off!" Terry said, laughing uncontrollably. "Calm down, everyone," I said. I suddenly realized how my teachers felt at times like this. I could see Michael fidgeting, apparently anxious to select his victim and get started. I paused to see what would happen. "I pick Kyle," Michael said, his blush and soft tone surprising me. But his choice of victim was no surprise. "I knew it," Adam said softly. He seemed a tad jealous, but pleased for Kyle. Terry looked disappointed. Tim just smiled, looking half- oblivious, playing absentmindedly with his dick. I took a thick wrestling pad and covered it with a blanket, placing the thing in the center of the cabin floor. "Better get a rubber sheet!" Adam shouted, his remark aimed at Kyle, who glared at Adam with a look that would kill. "Yeah, for Michael," Terry said, causing the big boy to blush. This time there was little laughter. The others were fascinated seeing Michael's face redden. It *was* captivating to see Michael, who looked more like 16 than 14, appear embarrassed and subdued. But that was short-lived, as he gained confidence approaching the mat. He perked up considerably when Kyle approached him. "Um, what do I do?" Kyle said very quietly, trembling. "Just lie down. On your back. Okay?" I was glad Michael was gentle with Kyle, and felt a hint of disappointment that the boys had all taken the stimulant pill. It would have been fun to see Michael bring Kyle from softness to full erection. While Kyle was getting into position, I remembered another rule, and went to get a box of permissible 'teasing toys.' "Okay, another rule. These are the things the teaser can use on his victim. If he wants to use something else, he must ask--and if I think we need to, we'll all vote on it. My vote will count in this case," I said, trying to hide my excitement. Michael stared at Kyle's penis and the steady flow of pre- cum that the blond 14-year-old emitted. Soon, Michael was sitting next to Kyle's hips, deciding what to do, I assumed. Kyle was entranced with Michael--and his bigger cock. I was surprised to see Michael bend with his tongue out, heading for Kyle's erection, which bounced vigorously as Kyle stared at the approaching mouth. I thought oral stimulation would be farther down on the list of Michael's priorities. "Ooooo . . . yeah!" came some spellbound reactions from the watching trio of boys. Michael was more clever than I'd supposed. Though it *looked* as if he would lick Kyle's enticing boy-stick, he merely brought his tongue *close,* holding it there as Kyle watched, wide-eyed. The three observers squeezed their cocks when Michael blew his warm breath on Kyle's hot missile--which coaxed poor Kyle into a fit of exquisite squirming. "Ahh . . . oh, God," the stunning boy whimpered. "Better relax, pretty boy," Michael said endearingly as he took a soft feather to the beautiful blond's balls. "Oh, shit. Oh, shit!" Kyle whispered, jerking his hips off the floor. The poor boy was shaking now. And Michael, smiling contentedly, had only begun. A glance flashed between them after Kyle saw Michael's ample pre-cum flow to the mat. Adam grimaced subtly, practically masturbating as he viewed the erotic scene, his breaths accelerating. I might need to remind him that coming was still off limits. From the looks of Michael and Kyle, something more than just teasing was happening. "You got a sexy big-boy dick," Michael said, licking Kyle's ear. Poor Kyle jerked his arms and legs spasmodically--Michael apparently finding one of Kyle's hot spots. "Ohhhhhhhhhh," Kyle groaned, his flat tummy heaving. Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com Any comments would be great! I'd feel so much better hearing from you and knowing you're out there. If you're not sure what to say, tell me what you liked. Or whatever. :-) --Dennis That's all I wrote so far. Thanks for reading. Hope you liked it. I feel like continuing this story. Even one email would put a smile on my face and make it easier to write more. DENNIS B. - STORY LIST AS OF 28 JANUARY 2006 1. Scout Campout Qualifying Competitions (Camping and some incest. Ages 12 through 17.) - Last post Feb. 3, 2006. THERE ARE 10 OTHER STORIES - I hope you read most of them and let me know what you think :-) 2. Crazy for Chad (Love story. Ages 16 & 17.) - Last post APPROX. Jan. 11, 2006. High School. 3. Boy Who Was Late for School (A tender story. Ages 24 and 13) - Last post APPROX. Jan. 8, 2006. Adult-Youth. 4. Finding the Boy Who Stole My Heart (A kind of love story. Ages 22 and 15.) - Last post APPROX. Oct. 9, 2005. Adult-Youth. 5. Discovering My Little Brother (Brothers, 17 and 13 start to get along real well.) - Last post APPROX. Nov. 14, 2005. Incest. 6. Teasing My Hot Little Brother (Big brother gets curious; ages 17 & 15) - Last post APPROX. Jan 14, 2006. Incest. 7. Little Brother Wanted it Bad (little bro wants big bro; ages 17 & 15.) - Newest story. - Last post APPROX. Jan 26, 2006; Incest. 8. My Son Drives Me Crazy (Tender dad and son.) - Last post APPROX. Oct. 8, 2005. Incest. 9. Spankin High School Club Initiation (High school ages. Later, some college guys. Some soccer action.) - Last post APPROX. Dec. 4, 2005. High School; Athletics. (Please note there are 2 titles with the words "Spankin' High" in them. When you write, be sure to let me know which story you read. Sorry, I didn't think of that when I picked the titles.) 10. Getting it Hard at Spankin' High (A discipline-school story; ages 13 to 19.) - Last post APPROX. Oct. 31, 2005. Authoritarian. 11. Frat Initiation Hell Week (Ages 13 to 22. Not as grueling as first meets the eye. Most characters are of college age.) - Last post APPROX. Nov. 7, 2005. Authoritarian. LAST POST DATES good as of Feb. 3, 2006, and may be off by several days either way. ACTUAL POST DATES may be LATER, by the time you read this, because new chapters of the listed stories may have been posted since this was written. Thanks, Dennis StoriesNew@Yahoo.com