Date: Sun, 30 Sep 2007 13:06:16 +0100 From: DGG Subject: My Scout Master & I (Adult / Youth, WS) There are some true elements to this story, however most of it is fiction ...... enjoy My dad was a scout leader and my brothers and sister were all members of the scouting movement in some way. So from the earliest possible age I became a cub scout, it was the most natural thing for me to do. I didn't realise it at the time, but it was male company which most appealed to me. I was conscious of being interested in watching the other boys and sometimes the leaders change clothes for outdoor activities. I really enjoyed seeing my young friends in their tight briefs or swimming trunks and better still when we were naked in the swimming pool changing rooms. As I moved on through the cub scouts I had numerous 'experiences' with other boys, they were mostly instigated by me and usually involved just getting to see or touch another boy's cock. But I was becoming more interested in the male leaders. I did everything I could to be in close proximity to them. There was one man who seemed to warm to me especially, his name was Steve. He spent a lot of time with me and seemed to give me special attention in every exercise we undertook. I guess he was in his upper twenties and was a close scouting friend of my dad. He was married to our Cub Scout Leader. Steve was Group Scout Leader and spent most of his time with the Scouts, although he did help his wife with the Cub scouts quite often. I could not wait until I was old enough to move up to the Scout Troop. At the brink of my being eligible to move up to the scouts, I think I must have been about twelve or thirteen, Steve was organising a scout camp in Ireland. He spoke to me about it as he saw that it might be a good opportunity for me to get to know the scouts and start to form some friendships. Stictly speaking I did not qualify as I was not yet a scout, but he offered to discuss it with my dad. He did so and they agreed that I could go and that Steve was to keep a special eye on me. I guess Dad felt even more comforted by the fact that Akela (Steve's wife) was also going. As the time got closer I got more and more excited. Akela, who was pregnant, was having a difficult time and her doctor said that she should not go camping. This thrilled me because I knew that Steve would have to spend even more time with me. Looking back, I think I must have been falling in love with him, I was certainly infatuated. Time for the camp came and we all headed for Ireland, it was along journey, train, overnight ferry and then a coach. I spent the whole time by Steve's side. At one point in the journey, on the ferry, I fell asleep with my head in his lap. As I drifted in and out of sleep I felt his arm over me. I even felt him stroking my back at one stage. We finally got there and set up camp. As we were doing so, Steve told me that because all the patrol tents were full I would be sharing with him. I was over the moon. On that first evening he talked to all of us about hygene and told us that none of us must wear anything at night which we had worn during the day, and that he would check. In particular he referred to underwear. He even said that if we did not have pajamas then it would be healthier if we wore nothing. There were a couple of sniggers from the scouts. Indeed, that evening, he inspected everyone before bed, telling the boys to open the top of their pajama trousers for him to check. Nobody objected. I don't think that he could do that today - unfortunately! I had to go to bed too and Steve had left me to get ready while he did his 'inspection' which I had watched through the tent flap. After, he returned to our tent and I was in the process of putting on my pajamas (I had been delayed by watching his inspection). He came inside and knelt down beside me, I was a little embarassed as he said "I didn't see you take your underpants off James". I said that I had and he said "let me see then". I was thrilled and my young cock was already hard. I wanted him to see it. I had planned this. I undid the button of my pajama trousers and let them drop to the floor. His face was inches from my hard cock. He stared at it for what seemed like ages,licked his lips and swallowed hard. He said "very good" and took hold of my pajama trousers, slowly lifting them up. As he did so his hands stroked my legs and buttocks. I did not try to help him. He came to do up the front and my cock was sticking out of the fly opening. He said "we'd better cover you up" and he lifted the material over my stiffy, but not without the back of his fingers brushing against my hot little member. He saw me settled into my sleeping bag, wished me good night and left the tent. The leaders stayed up later and chatted by the fireside, I was wide awake. Sometime later I heard them agree to turn in and one said, "we'd better damp down the fire", another voice said "usual method". I put my head through the flap and saw the four of them urinate onto the fire. In the dimming firelight I could just make out their cocks (except the guy I really wanted to see, Steve, who had his back to me. I was captivated by this shared pissing ritual and wished I could be part of it. I had always been interested in watching boys and men pee. I resumed my position and pretended to be asleep. Steve came in quietly and put on a torch, to dim the light he had it under a shirt. I could still see quite well though. I watched him undress with fascination. Soon he was naked and kneeling by my side I have a full view of his cock and balls. He scratched his pubes and pulled his cock, everything jiggled. He stroked his cock a couple of times and it seemed to be getting bigger, but he then lay down on his sleeping bag and extinguished the light. I heard noises I did not understand, a certain squishy sound, frantic rubbing and heavy breathing. Suddenly he made a groaning noise and everything stopped, he was panting. I heard some rustling then and all went quite. I awoke very early the next morning, dying for a pee. I climbed out of my sleeping bag and out of the tent. I opened the button of my pajama trousers and released my morning stiffy. Before I could start to pee Steve appeared at my side, he was naked and his cock looked much bigger than before. It was not sticking up in the air like mine though, but pointing out and down. We both started to pee and I was absorbed in watching how much piss his meaty cock was sending out, it was a deluge versus my narrow jet. He finished quicker than I and then started massaging out the remaining drops. He worked his foreskin back and forth slowly and seemed to be making a show of what he was doing. I couldn't take my eyes off it. I stopped peeing and copied his actions. I looked up into his eyes and saw that he had been looking at my cock too. His eyes met mine he smiled and said "feels wonderful doesn't it, (then added) being out in the fresh air like this" I said "I really like this skip (which was what the scouts all called him), I think I'm really going to enjoy this camp". We got back inside the tent, it was too early to get up and dressed. He laid on his sleeping bag and I could not take my eyes off his body. His cock lolled on one thigh, still as big and thick. My eyes kept going to it. He smiled again and said "have you not seen a mans body before?", "not properly" I replied. He said "well you'll be seeing a lot of this one because I go naked whenever possible". I said "its OK with me Skip". He then said, "if you want to be naked with me, you can, after all I've seen everything you've got now" I slipped off my pajamas and lay opposite him, my cock was fully hard. He looked down at it and said "you've got a nice one there", I said "so do you, and its sooo big". He smiled. Looking down I saw it growing and he reached full hardness, it seemed huge, the foreskin had totally retracted. Skip said "one day yours will be like this too", "I hope so", I said. Just then we heard voices outside, it seemed that the others were starting to stir, Steve said "we'll carry on this conversation later". I could not wait! We started the day by all going to the nearby lake for swim (well it was better than washing). All the scouts and leaders shed what little they were wearing and jumped into the river, I was the last in and was very nervous. I was not a strong swimmer. Steve noticed and came out of the water. He reassured me that everything would be all right and that I should hold onto him if I felt unsafe. We went into the water together, I felt quite proud with him as my escort. We swam around a little and Steve notice that I was not confident. He came over to me and suggested that I hold onto his shoulders and ride him piggy back. I did so and was immediately overcome by the sensation of our skins in contact. My young cock became stiff and pressed into his back. He looked over his shoulder with a knowing smile on his face. When we got out of the water I could not help but stare at his strong arms, well-developed body and his firm buttocks. His cock was gorgeous and his I looked at it all the time and he noticed I was looking a lot. He seemed to like that. The commotion of the other boys and leaders around us could not be ignored. I was surrounded by pubescent cocks and was awestruck. Steve must have noticed me staring because he stood in front of me and handed me a towel. He whispered "some of the lads might not appreciate being stared at - try to be a bit more discreet". I said, "Sorry Skip", he said, "don't be, it's only curiosity, its just that some people are more sensitive than others". He then whispered "Personally I like watching and being watched very much". The rest of the day was spent doing normal scouting stuff, Knots, map reading etcetera. In the late afternoon we repeated our swim and Steve spent a bit of time trying to help me improve my swimming. During which he held me up while I practiced my strokes. His strokes were more subtle, his hand slid over my cock again and again, it was no accident. When it appeared that everyone was finished and starting to get out I was embarassed because my willy was really stiff, so I hesitated. Steve asked me what was wrong, so in a whisper I told him. He said, "don't worry, there are quite a few boys with hard-ons up there, nobody will care". We came out of the water together and looked around at the other boys, I saw several stiff and semi-stiff cocks. Some of the boys were larking around making grabs for each others cocks. I noticed that one of the other leaders (Paul) was paying particular attention and blatantly stared at mine too. There seemed to be a look which went between him and Steve also, but I didn't know what it meant. I felt more at ease once I had my towel in front of me, but watched all of the horsing around with great interest. Steve dried himself next to me and I watched him closely. I saw him dry between his legs and under his balls, I saw him retract his foreskin and dry under there. I was transfixed. His cock started to stiffen, but not to full mast. He then hung his towel on a branch and walked around the boys to ensure that everyone was drying themselves properly. He was obviously showing himself off and enjoying the attention he was getting as I saw that many of boys could not help but stare at his cock. I saw Paul tug at his own cock during this display, he was starting to stiffen up too. Being a warm sunny afternoon, we dried off quite quickly, donned our shorts and headed back to camp. We cooked our evening meal over the fire and sung some campfire songs, all the while I was by Steve's side and our bare legs kept touching which thrilled me. Time came to turn in and the boys got ready for bed. They lined up for inspection and this time it was Paul who performed it. Steve suggested that I got ready inside our tent and that he would pop in to see if I was OK. I got into my pajamas and was excitied, my cock was so stiff it was vertical, he came in soon. He said "ready for inspection" and knelt down, as before I stood in front of him and dropped my pajama bottoms. He studied my erection and said, "did you wash under your foreskin earlier?". I admitted that I hadn't, he said I'd better check it, I said "OK". As he touched my cock a bolt of electricity went through me. He gently pulled back my foreskin and examined my cock. He said, "not too bad, but it could do with a wash". He said that as it was not possible to go down to the river now that he could do it for me. I agreed but didn't know what he had in mind. He spat onto his finger and rubbed his spit onto my cock head, I had never felt anything like it in my life. It was almost too much for me he had me dancing on the spot. He took his handkerchief and dried me. I was weak at the knees by then. He slid my pajamas up my legs, stroking me as he did. He buttoned the waist and left my cock out. "OK" he said "Time for bed for you". I got into my bag and he left the tent. I must have gone off into a deep sleep because I did not hear him come to bed. The next thing I knew it was morning and I was bursting for a pee. Steve appeared to be asleep. His sleeping bag was open and he was only partially covered. Enthralled, I studied his body in detail before I left the tent. As I was peeing Steve appeared at my side, naked. His cock was horizontal. My pee dimished as his started. I stared at his big cock gushing out his pee. I made no attept to cover up myself. As his flow slowed some ran back over his forefinger, unhesitatingly he brought it to his mouth and licked it clean. He looked into my eyes and smiled. He said "morning pee always tastes so strong". We went back into the tent and laid on our sleeping bags. I took off my pajamas and watched my god stretch out. His cock was fully hard with its foreskin right back. I stared. "Touch it if you want", Steve offered. I tentatively stretched out my hand and rested it on his hard penis, it felt really hot. "Grip it". Steve said. I did so and he put his hand over mine and showed me how to move it, rolling the foreskin over the head and back again. As I got into it he reached over and held mine, repeating the action. Steve started to breathe heavily, "Faster" he said. I picked up pace and he laid back, letting go of my cock. Suddenly his body spasmed and white stuff shot out of his cock in four big spurts. It went all over his chest, and some ran over my hand. "Taste it" he whispered I brought my hand to my mouth and licked off his stuff. It tasted funny, not nice exactly but not bad either, but it was his and that made me want it. He cleaned himself up and said "Shall we see if you can come like me". I smiled and said "Please". He took hold of my 3 1/2 inches and started massaging it, working my foreskin. It was a little uncomfortable and I told him so. He said "You need some lubrication" and spat on his fingers and applied it to my skinned cock. He rubbed my cock up and down using my foreskin mostly, now and then he would rub the head of my cock with his fingers, which would make my whole body shudder. He worked my cock until I was in a frenzy I had never felt anything like it. Suddenly my whole body convulsed and weird feelings shot through me. I thought I had peed myself because some watery stuff shot out of my cock, it wasn't thick and creamy like steve's so I thought it must be pee. Steve smiled at me and said "Well done, you came, was that your first time?" I gave a breathless "yes" in response. He said "you must taste it, its very special". I put my fingers in the puddle on my tummy and brought them to my mouth and licked them clean. I liked it and went back for more. Steve said "can I have some?", I nodded. To my utter surprise he lowered his head and licked my stuff from my tummy, he did not stop until it was all gone. He said "I'll clean you up while I'm here" and licked every splash from my body, while he was working his way round he spent a long time licking and sucking my nipples. I knew that there was no stuff on them to clean off, but I was loving the feeling of his hot tongue. The tongue bath continued south and he licked all around my groin, he licked my hairless balls too, taking them in his mouth in one go. Then he took my cock in his fingers, looked into my eyes and said "I've saved the best till last - are you OK with this?" I was speechless and just nodded. He pulled back my foreskin and flicked his tongue over my cock, it was like a bolt of electricity. He did it again and again and my cock stiffened up. He took the whole thing into his mouth and sucked and sucked. I writhed on the sleeping bag in total extacy. He worked on me for ages and brought me to another orgasm. Without saying anything he brought his face to mine, put his lips on my lips and opened my mouth with his tongue. I tasted my stuff. His tongue massaged mine using my own come. Our mouth to mouth action continued and he became very passionate. This was what I had waited for, this was the love that I wanted but at that age I couldn't have put that into words. We eventually broke apart and he held me in his embrace, he said "James you are very special to me and I think that you are happy with what has happened, but we must be careful to keep it a secret if we want our special friendship to continue" I answered "I'll never tell a soul Skipper, Scouts Honour". He smiled at me and kissed me on the lips, he said "There is one person here who will have guessed, that is Paul, he likes to play these games too, so don't be surprised if he comes on to you. If you are not interested you must tell him." I said "I like Paul, but I like you more and I'd rather be with you", Steve smiled at me and looking back on this he could probably see my infatuation growning exponentially, he said "we will have plenty of fun times together, but that mustn't stop you having fun with others too." Our morning swim was like before, it was more like a water fight than a swim though. I watched Paul frollicking with a couple of the boys, he touched them a lot and they seemed to be having fun together, as they bounced around in a shallow part of the river I noticed that they both had stiff cocks, as did Paul. Steve noticed me watching and suggested that I join them, but I was too shy. My cock was stiff though and Steve kept grabbing it under the water. He said, sit on my shoulders and I climbed up, my cock rubbed the side of his face as I got up and as I sat on his shoulders I could feel my stiffy pressed into his neck. He moved through the water to where Paul and the boys were playing, as we came into the shallows I could see that his cock was hard too. He said to the others, "Can we join in the fun?" He stepped forward and his cock bobbed on the surface of the water, the boys noticed immediately and grinned. Paul moved forward and in a pretend fight he tried to topple Steve and I, the other two joined in. From above I could see that they were all grabbing at Steve's cock in the melee. We went over and I had time to hold my breath before I hit the water. I felt hands all over me bring me to the surface. As I cleared my eyes it became clear that Paul and the two boys were supporting me. Steve seemed to have disappeared. I felt hands gliding all over me, Paul was stroking my cock mostly. I reached out for his and although not as large as Steve's, it was big (by my standards). The fondling between Paul myself and the other boys continued under the guise of larking around and we were all stiff as boards. One of the boys said "Paul, when James joins the scouts can he be in our patrol?", Paul said that he thought that would be a good idea. The boys were called Matthew and Clive and they were cousins. I was thrilled by the thought of joining them. Paul suggested that we met up later for some swimming lessons, the boys both offered to help as well. Paul said that there was an opportunity for us to opt out of one of the afternoon exercises and that he would agree it with Skip. When we were on the river bank drying off (I was with Paul and the two boys), Steve came over to us naked, his cock was swollen but not erect. I wanted touch it. Paul and the boys stared at him as well as me. Paul mentioned his idea of swimming lessons and Skip agreed, he smiled at Paul and said "James is not confident in the water and you must make sure that you hold on to him at all times", Paul said "I won't let go", they smiled at each other again. The afternoon took far too long in arriving, but at three o'clock all of the others gathered together and we departed, picked up our towels and headed for the lake. We undressed on the bank and we all had stiffies, we got into the water and Paul suggested that he and the boys me afloat while I practiced breast stroke. The cousins stood one either side, supporting me and Paul stood in the front showing me how to move my arms. As he did so his stiff cock was brushing against my face. I felt a hand under me stroking my cock as well. Paul's cock came into contact with my mouth, which was slightly open at the time. He left it there and I could not help but open my mouth more, I sucked on the head as Paul moved his hips. I remembered the feelings invoked when Steve sucked my cock and I tried to replicated his actions. Pauls seemed to like it. Matthew and Clive were still holding me up and I could feel one hand working my cock. Suddenly Paul grunted "coming" and I guessed that meant he was going to shoot. He backed off a bit and it spurted out all over my face and into my mouth. Paul said to the boys, "clean him up lads". They stood me up and brought their faces to mine. Between them they licked my face clean and it ended up with a three way kissing session. Paul seemed to be happy just watching. Under the water I had the boy's stiff cocks one in each hand and was massaging them. Paul had his arms around them and seemed to be fondling their bottoms. Matthew's cock went really stiff and his body convulsed, he let out a groan. Clive followed on almost immediately. We moved to the bank and laid in the sun. The boys offered to dry me and I readily accepted. They gave special attention to my groin. Of course, I was stiff again, so were they. I hadn't really had the chance to see their cocks before so I studied them. Matthew's was quite slim but a bit longer than Clive's, which was fatter. Matthew had quite a growth of dark hair above his cock but Clive was fair and his hair was much more sparse. Matthew's balls were starting to sprout hair, Clive's were clean. I was well dried and the boys began to stroke my body with their hands. Paul, who had been watching, was stroking his big stiff cock. He said "move over boys, I have some work to do". They moved out of the way and Paul moved to me. He said "I want to return the favour you gave me in the water, happy with that?" I smiled and nodded. Paul's mouth went to my cock and engulfed it, he pistoned up and down whilst sucking really hard. It seemed to make me really hard. his mouth moved to my hairless balls and he lapped them with his tongue before taking them into his mouth and rolling them around with his tongue. It felt reall fantastic. While Paul was doing all this the boys had moved into positions side by side one facing up and the other down and they were sucking eachother passionately. Paul rolled me over and suggested that I got on my knees, i didn't know what he was going to do but I trusted i him so I did so. Much to my surprise he put his face to my bottom and i felt his tongue working its way between my cheeks. He nuzzled in further and his tongue flicked across my anus. I had never felt anything so exciting. His tongue drilled into me and he seemed to be eating me but I loved it. Soon he turned be back over and went back to my cock his actions were frenzied and he moved his head up and down so fast and with so much suction that I thought he would pull my cock off. Suddenly it was all to much and my body convulsed Paul's mouth did not leave me for a good while. He was savouring every last drop of my stuff. Meanwhile the boys, presumably spent, had collapsed into eachothers arms and were kissing tenderly. We joined them in a group cuddle and Paul kissed me too. I really felt great but missed Steve. One of the boys said "I need to pee" the other added "me too", Paul said "OK boys lets show James what other fun we can have". I didn't know what he meant so sat up and watched with fascination. Paul moved over to another area of grass and laid on his back. The boys stood over him, one each side. I was awestruck with what I saw. Matthew started peeing all over Paul. Paul was smiling and his cock went really hard, he was massaging the pee into his body, especially his cock. As Matthew waved his cock around, wetting Paul all over, Clive started, Clive shot a jet of piss at Clive's groin, who responded. Paul said "hey, don't forget me" Clive pointed his stream at Paul's face, he opened his mouth and gulped what he could. Their streams started to slow down and Paul sat up to receive the final amounts directly from the cousins' willies, which he managed to get into his mouth both at the same time. They finally parted and Paul said to me "well did you like what you saw?" I said, "Yes", I said, then added, "I've always liked watching guys pee, but never thought of anything like this". Paul said "well I need to piss, would you like to share it with the boys, I'm sure they wouldn't mind". I said "I'd love to". Clive and Matthew beckoned me over and knelt down, they positioned me between them. Paul stood in front of us and started to pee. He played it over all of us and I loved the feeling of warmth as it washed over me. Paul moved his gusher upwards and I knew what was coming, the boys had opened their mouths like a pair of chicks waiting for food, Paul moved his flow slowly across our faces and I received my first taste of pee. I liked it more than the white stuff. As Paul's stram slowed we moved our faces closer together and our mouths were touching as his last squirt came. We licked each others faces clean and kissed with Paul's cock in the middle of the melee. Paul announced that we needed to get back to camp soon so we all had a quick dip in the lake to freshen up, dried quickly and headed back. The rest of the day was uneventful, and come bed time I did not bother to put on pajamas, I just lay on top of my sleeping bag waiting for Steve. I must have dozed off because the next thing I remember was a feeling or warmth on my cock. I opened my bleary eyes to see Steve sucking me. He saw and whispered "Hi" he moved his face to mine and kissed my mouth. He asked whether I had enjoyed my swimming lesson, I snuggled into his arms and recounted everything that had happened. I felt his cock stiffen against me, he was really turned on. He said "you liked the piss-play then?" I said "it was really great, is it something we can do together?" Steve said "maybe in the morning when our tanks are full". He explained that Paul licking my arse was called rimming and that it was something he wanted to do to me also. Happily I got on my knees and he buried his face into my bottom. I loved this. As he was doing it he was working his fingers into me, I liked that feeling too. He was doing it for ages and then said, "I think that you're ready now, I'll take it slowly", I think I knew what was going to happen and trusted him not to hurt me, I was quite relaxed. He knelt behind me and positioned his hard penis against my arse. I felt a sensation of pressure. He lent over and ran his tongue up my back and kissed my neck. The pressure was building, he whispered in my ear, "try to push back a bit, like when you go to the toilet", I did and the pressure eased. He said "my God, I'm right inside you now, you feel so great, are you okay?" I told him that I was fine but aked him to stay still for a while. He did so and then began sliding in and out, I really liked the feelings now that I had relaxed properly. His pace qickened and he said "I can't hold back, sorry" he thrust into me and I felt him spasm. My arse filled with warmth. We rolled onto our sides and Steve stayed inside me his had went to my cock which was really wet and he quickly brought me off. I came into his hand which he brought to his mouth. We stayed locked together, I began to cry. It worried Steve and he started to apologise. I said "its not that, its because I'm so happy" He kissed me and said "I love you James, but I also have a wife and soon will have a child", I will spend as much time as I can with you though". We fell asleep with his cock buried inside me. The next morning we awoke I cuddled into him and he kissed me tenderly he said "I'm going to make love to you every chance I get over the next two weeks, but first we have to go down to the lake. We both walked down to the lake naked and fully hard, he held my hand the whole way, I was seriously in love. We got to the grass bank and without saying a work I knelt in front of him. His deluge began and his piss washed into may hair and all over me, I opened my mouth to receive his flow, it was strong and bitter, but I loved it, his cock came to my lips and I took it into my mouth, I savoured the last drops. He knelt down and licked my face and eyes clean before kissing me passionately. He said "now you can do the same for me". I stood in front of him and had no trouble getting going. He particlarly enjoyed me peeing on his cock and balls, or in his mouth. It was all over too soon. We kissed again and I tasted my pee in his mouth. His cock was rock hard and he said, "I want to make love to you here and now, you're not too sore from last night are you". I said that I felt okay but would tell him if it hurt. I bent over and he started working on my anus with his tongue, it was quite sensitive but pleasurably so. He suggested that we lay on our sides and I spooned to him with his cock at my entrance. He slowly pushed it into me and I was surprised how little it hurt. I was soon full of his cock and he started moving it in and out, while he did this he was playing with my willy. I felt good. His lovemaking was much slower this time and his orgasm less urgent I spurted my few watery spurts into his hand again, but this time he brought it to my mouth. We washed off in the lake and walked back to camp, naked and hand in hand, on the way we passed Paul and the cousins, Steve did not release my hand - I was so proud. We made love and had fun with piss at every given opportunity over the next two weeks, I was very very sad when it was over and Steve consoled me as best he could. Once home with life back to normal I was able to spend time with Steve at his house when his wife was in hospital after having the baby. Thereafter, we would meet at the scout hut whenever we could. It isn't ideal but we make the best of it. After his wife started to run the cub pack again Steve would baby sit and I went round to their house on cub nights and we could make love in comfort. I joined the scouts and joined Clive and Matthew in their patrol, we have a lot of fun. I'm looking forward to the camp next summer. My other stories on Nifty : /nifty/gay/incest/bath-time /nifty/gay/incest/father-and-son-camp /nifty/gay/urination/paper-round /nifty/gay/adult-youth/victorian-boys-home /nifty/gay/incest/getting-closer-to-dad /nifty/gay/incest/babysitting-my-brothers-boys /nifty/gay/incest/exhibitionist-dad /nifty/gay/urination/india /nifty/gay/urination/my-nephew-sammy /nifty/gay/urination/naturist-neighbors