Date: Wed, 20 Jan 2021 21:22:14 -0500 From: Medic nextdoor Subject: David and the Scout 3 This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and young men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between consenting underage boy and adult males. Take a minute and donate to Nifty so we can all continue to enjoy such a fantastic site and keep it going!! ______________ I stayed at David's house for about an hour while we discussed the upcoming camping trip. He told me that usually only 8 or 9 boys would go and each paired up with another so that everyone had a tent buddy. He told me not to worry about having a tent as he had one, or to worry about any other equipment except a good flashlight and something to eat out of. He had a spare mess kit (that's what he called it) that didn't have a spoon but he would let me borrow his if I needed it. With every description of what we would be doing (swimming, compass course, singing at a campfire), I got more excited. The day arrived when we were to meet at another Scouts house. David and I climbed in the back seat of his Mom's car and we rode over to Dustin's house. He was one of the other older Assistant Scout leaders but hadn't been at my first meeting. His Older brother, Terry, was one of two adult scout leaders (he was only 19 but as close to an adult we had) and he also was going with us on the campout. "Hi boys," Terry yelled. We all shook hands and piled our tent and stuff into a van there. As I looked around, we had nine boys going with us. James was there and waived hello to me. Terry announced whom was paired with whom (David and I of course got a tent together) until we came to Bobby. He looked to be around 13 but seemed younger. He had been a new scout, not as new as me, but still in his first few months. He didn't seem worried about not having a camp buddy. "You'll be bunking with me," Terry told him. Bobby's smile got as big as could be and he walked over to Terry and stood next to him, grabbing his hand. Although holding another boy's hand might have looked odd in other groups, no one in this group said a word about it. I would later find that I never had to worry about someone like Bobby being without a camping buddy. We all jumped into Terry's big SUV and started out with the van following us. It seemed like we were on the road for a long time but arrived at the State park and the camp site before lunch. Terry got us all out and told us to set up our tent. David and I started towards the area where the boys were setting up. "Hey, Danny," David called. "Let's move a little over here near the tree line". I figured David knew way more about campouts with the scouts than I did so I followed all of his suggestions. David walked around the area for a moment, looking towards the other tents and then towards the lake, making sure we were on high ground. I hadn't even thought about what would happen if it rained. Eventually, we ended up setting up the tent on a slightly slanted but mostly level spot, with the front of the tent open to a view of the lake. We seemed to be further away from the other scouts but I knew David had a plan. We set the last stake in the ground. "So, what do you think so far?" he asked me. I simply smiled. Terry called us over and several of us got wood and stones for the fire. They set up a folded table with sandwich stuff and we had lunch. That afternoon, we moved around the park, working on our compass skills and other stuff. It started to get dark so we all started moving back to the main camp area. When we arrived, a fire had already been started by Terry. Food was being cooked and readied and we were starving like all teen and pre-teens would be. We had beef stew and bread and a small salad. Eating outdoors was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It was way cool and the food just seemed to taste better. "Do you need my spoon?" David asked as he realized I couldn't get all of my beef stew out of the plate. "If it's ok, yes, please," I asked. At the announcement that David was going to let me use his spoon, the group of scouts suddenly got very quiet. Everyone's eyes focused on David as he moved the spoon up to his mouth and overtly licked it clean. Everyone barely breathed as they watched David' tongue do a great job on the spoon. I don't know what it was about but it appeared everyone was in a trance. I heard a few sighs. "Here you go," he said handing me the spoon. I felt like I was in a trance too but wasn't sure why. I took a look at the other scouts and realized they all appeared to have boners. I didn't get it but soon would. We finished dinner, two of the boys were in charge of washing dishes and we all eventually gathered around the fire, the boy in front sitting Indian style and his camping partner sitting directly behind him with his legs spread out on each side of the other. I noticed Bobby, the other new scout, sat in front of Terry. We sang songs, some silly and some pretty cool, and talked about the outdoors for a long time. We had gotten there a little late for swimming, so Terry let us know that tomorrow, we would be working on some other scout projects and going swimming after lunch. I watched Bobby as he laid back on the older Terry, looking as if he was about to go to sleep. The other younger ones seemed to be dozing off as well and soon either their camp buddy or one of the assistant scout leaders were helping them to their tents. I guess I had thought about it when we first got there but as the boys went to their tents, I realized that each younger boy was teamed up with either a scout slightly older than them or one of the Assistants. As the fire died out, David reached around me and hugged me. We both smiled. "Well, it's about time we crashed," he whispered to me. We both got up to leave. David held my hand as we walked to our tent. None of the other boys said a word and David didn't seem to be worried about it so I wasn't either. It was cool to be with my big brother and not worry about what others thought. As we were walking towards our tent, we passed Terry's and Bobby's tent. While Bobby was inside getting his pajamas on (the front of the tent was open so there was no hiding much there), Terry stood outside the tent. "What do you think about the scout camp out?" Terry asked me as we passed. "Really cool," I said. He smiled at me and then at David. "Have a great night," He said in a sultry voice I didn't recognize. He bent down and crawled into his tent with Bobby. I heard Bobby giggle and then the whispering. I wish I knew what they were saying but was on the way to our tent and soon lost interest on what was occurring elsewhere. I climbed into our small pup tent and laid down on the sleeping bag. When we had first arrived, David and I had zipped them both together like we had done at the treehouse so we had more room. He came in right behind me and laid down on his side both of us in scout uniform facing one another. "Having a good time?" he asked me. "If I'm with you, it's always a good time," I told him. David smile back. He leaned over and gave me a slight kiss on the lips. I kissed him back. Our hands started to wander over each other's bodies and soon we were making out like crazy. David rolled me over on my back and continued to kiss me. He moved his lips down to my neck (my favorite) and then started to unbutton my uniform shirt. He got it all the way unbuttoned and pulled it out of my shorts and told me to sit up. I did so and he pulled it off, folding it and placing it in the corner of the tent. I lay back down in his arms and we continued to make out. David continued to move my T shirt up and started to kiss my nipples. We had both done this before and both loved it so my moans told him that was good. I tried to stay quiet as we were in a tent, surrounded by 4 other tents. I didn't want to give anyone any ideas of what was happening with us. "Shouldn't we close the tent up?" I asked David. I had remembered our discussion about not talking about or doing things around others. "No, I wouldn't worry about it," he told me. "We have this beautiful view of the lake and I don't want to spoil it. Silly me. I still didn't get it. David's hand started moving towards my dick, reaching the snaps of my scout shorts and unsnapping them. He pulled the zipper down and pulled them back to see my hard on poking up in my white underwear with a wet spot that was getting bigger by the minute. He stopped and looked up at me. "Well, look at that," he said with a smile. "It looks like he's having a good time too". We both giggled. We both moved towards each other, getting tighter in our grip, and started to French each other. His hand went down onto my briefs and gently grabbed my boner, moving it up and down. My moan got a little louder and I suddenly made a move like I wanted to be quiet. David looked at me with that famous smile. "You don't need to worry about the noise," he said. "I'm pretty sure the other boys on this campout are doing the same thing we are". I have to admit that I was a little shocked. I had no idea other boys might actually be doing what we were doing. I know it sounds naïve, but I just never thought about it. Having done so, however, it was also a sexy thought. Had all of these boys in the troop known what was going to happen when the lights went out? "How do you know that?" I asked. "Hey, this isn't my first camp out," David said. "You saw that Terry asked Bobby to be his tent buddy. You know that isn't the first time for either of them, right?" Now I was really curious -- and horny! Bobby seemed like such a meek kid, a kind of mousey, tiny boy who simply did what Terry told him to do. As I thought about it, Terry did seem to always be near him or touching him or leading him with his hand at his back. They did seem to stand and sit next to one another whenever the opportunity arrived. After thinking about what I had actually watched, I realized I had missed all of the hints. I had missed every signal but realized that Bobby and Terry were buddies like I and David were. "Wow," I said. "I guess I didn't think anyone else was getting those good feelings besides us". "Trust me on this one," David said confidently. "Bobby gets lots of good feelings from Terry". My boner got hard as a nail as we talked about the other boys. "Maybe after a while, you and I can go see what's happening in camp," David told me. My boner got really hard when he said that. "How could we do that?" I asked. "Doesn't everyone close their tents up for privacy?" "Some do," David answered. "Most leave one end open so it doesn't get so hot". All the while we were talking, I realized again that David had not closed our tent and I looked out onto the lake. It was so pretty I didn't bring it up again. In the meantime, David continued to sneak his hand down the front of my underwear and play with my boner. With each touch, I gasped. It seemed like he was bringing me to cum and then, suddenly he would stop and move his hand up to my tummy. "I'm really close," I whispered to David. "I know," David confided. "This is called edging and it really makes the good feeling much better". I groaned while he continued to play with me and then stop for a minute. He never stopped touching me but knew where my `hot zones' were and was using them to elicit feelings I hadn't had. The more he played with me, the better it felt. Between his hands and his lips, I was absolutely ready to jump out of my skin. David stopped jacking me off for a minute and reached up for the waistband of my shorts and as he started to pull them down, I lifted my butt so they would clear easily. He pulled them down to my ankles and left them there, moving his hands back up to my underwear. He started pulling my waistband down, pulling the front out so my boner wouldn't get hung up in them and pulling my briefs all the way down to my ankles like my shorts. He came back up, lying next to me and touched my dick. Gently, he put his hand around it and started moving it back and forth. His hand felt wet which made my dick feel really good. "Oh, David, I love when you do that," I told him. My breathing was in gulps as we continued to play. David continued to push me to the edge, my moans getting longer and my hips moving back and forth. Suddenly, I felt his other hand cupping my butt. I felt his long middle finger wet and moving in between my butt cheeks. "David....." was all I could say. I felt his finger start to go up into my butt. I always loved when he did that. I suddenly squeaked in a small little boy voice. He kept pushing his finger in until his entire middle finger was in me, rubbing a spot inside that drove me insane. The squeak became a high-pitched moan as my orgasm started. I started breathing heavy and grabbing onto David's shoulders as we hugged in the tent. I felt my dick put out 4 strong squirts all over David's hand. It felt so good. I loved my big brother so much. As my cum retracted, David slowly laid me back on the sleeping bag. There I was, in my boyfriend's tent, half naked, T shirt wet with sweat and dick still hard. "You are so sweet," he told me, whispering in my ear. "You taste so good" and then we started licking my goo off of his hand. "I love it when you make those noises," he continued. "You sound like you are having the time of your life". "I am," I told him. "You do that so good". We laid together for a moment and I stared into David's eyes. He was such a sweet boy, my big brother and someone I truly loved. I reached over and started to unbutton his uniform shirt. David sat up without being asked and slipped it off, folding it and putting it right on top of mine. He laid back down next to me. I reached down and cupped his now hard boner. It seemed bigger every time I touched it and this was no exception. Of course, I was only 11 but David had said he thought my dick was as big as his. He hadn't compared but I was good with whatever he thought. I leaned over and started to suck his nipple and he groaned in that all too familiar way. My hand went to unsnap his scout shorts and he helped a little with the zipper. When they got lose enough, I pulled them down and he lifted his butt to help them off. I pulled them down to his ankles like he had done with mine and came back up to grab his underwear. I stopped and looked. "You have your special scout underwear on," I said with a smile. "They look great on you". David smiled. "I thought it would be easier if I wore them first," he told me. "Did you bring yours?" "Of course I did, silly," I told him and we both giggled. "I didn't wear them, though". "That's OK," David said. "You can wear them when we go swimming tomorrow". I slid my hand into the pouch of his scout underwear and found his boner, head wet with his special goo and started to jack him off. His scout pouch slid aside and his dick came into the open, pulsing with each heart beat as well as each time I touched it. I continued to jack him off and he moved his hands to the waistband and pulled them down. They looked so sexy on him. I pulled them down to his shorts and came back up to put my head level with his dick. David and I said nothing. We looked at each other, two boys in T-shirts, naked from the waist down, and I moved my mouth to the head of his dick. The minute I sucked on it, he groaned loudly. "You are so good at this," he whispered, although there was no need as the moan was louder than anything I had heard. I started to suck David off, trying to back off when I thought he might be cuming. I licked my long finger and moved it around to his ass. David started to lift his butt towards my hand and I slipped my finger into his butthole. His moan again was louder than I would like but neither one of us cared. I started working on his dick more than ever and within a minute, he growled and started shooting his cum into my mouth. I took all five squirts, swallowed and backed off of his hard on. His breathing was rapid and deep. David hugged me and kissed me on the lips, letting the remainder of his cum mix with my mouth. I felt his hard on pushing against my hip. I laid back on my sleeping bag. He laid on his side and rubbed his hand on my tummy moving it back and forth. It was then that I heard something. I wasn't sure if it was someone speaking or some other noise outside of our tent. I leaned up and took a look. Just outside of our tent, on either side, were two of the scouts. One was Paul, a boy of 12 who had been in the scouts for about a year. He had black hair, cut in a bowl, a little shaggy but cute. He was slim but appeared like he worked out. He was leaning into the opening of our tent but appeared to be naked from the waist up. He was wearing pajamas on the lower half but also had underwear on under them. Gawd, he looked cute -- and his eyes were bugging out as he had just watched David's and my lovemaking. Paul had been teamed up with Jim -- who was one of the older adult leaders, maybe 22 or so. He was one of two adults with us on this trip. "See?" Jim said to Paul. "They really enjoyed that. You too feel good, eh?" David spoke up as if we were having a conversation at the dinner table. "There's nothing like being close to your tent buddy," he told the younger Paul. "It's such a good feeling, you'll wonder why you hadn't done it before". With that, Paul stood up so I could see all of him. He had a pair of cute pajamas on but that was it. Jim stood up next to him in his pair of scout shorts. It was obvious that both had boners. "Come on Paul," Jim said to him, reaching for his hand. "Let me show you how good all of this can feel". Together, they walked off towards their tent. I laid back down, now on my side, facing David. "How long have they been there watching us?" I asked him. I wasn't mad but concerned. No one had ever watched us have sex before and was worried. "Who knows?" he answered. "Long enough that Paul got the answer he was looking for, whatever that was. He and Jim can have fun like you and I do". We both put our hands on each other's hips and dozed off.