Date: Thu, 16 Aug 2018 15:35:06 +0000 (UTC) From: Bay Area Guy Subject: Learning From Boy Scouts - Chapter 2 Learning from Boy Scouts Chapter 2 If you are financially able to do so, please consider donating to Nifty.org to keep this amazing resource alive! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ************************************* When I awoke, the sun was up, and Mikey was already out of the tent. I could hear the sound of kids around the fire pit and cooking area, already making breakfast. I suddenly realized that I was totally naked, so I rushed to put on some clothes. But after I dressed, I paused for a moment just going over everything that had happened the night before. I'd been masturbating occasionally for nearly a year, but I'd never spoken with anyone about it, and I was frankly not very good at it. I would rub my dick against my sheets until I came, but afterward, my dick would be sore. Jerking off with Mikey was a revelation Ð using my hand to jack off, using lotion. And then the whole idea of jerking off with another guy. And kissing him! Just thinking about it made me rock hard again. Despite my obvious hard on, I stepped out of the tent. We were located a bit away from the others tents, so I wasn't that worried about being seen, and I thought that if I took a piss, it might help the hardon go down. I took my cock out, pointed at a tree, and after some waiting I was finally able to get a nice solid golden stream of morning piss going. Pissing did help me calm down, and my dick shrunk back to near normal size. I zipped back up and headed over to the center of camp. "Morning, sleepyhead," the Scout Master said. "Morning," I said. About three quarters of the scouts were already up. Most were sitting around the picnic tables, and a few others were gathered around the fire, including Mikey. I went over to the fire pit. "Morning, Josh," Mikey said, and smiled gently. "Morning, Mikey. Morning guys." The patrol that was charged with making breakfast already had bacon frying in a pan on the grill over the fire, and one of the boys was turning it with a long spatula. I took a stick and poked at the fire a bit before heading over to the picnic tables to sit down. I'd been worried somehow that the other kids would be able to tell about the craziness of the night before, but everything was normal Ð almost bizarrely normal. After a breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast (it's surprisingly difficult to make toast on an open fire), the Scout Master told us to get our swimsuits on, because we were going to spend the day at the beach. Mikey and I headed back to our tents and climbed inside to change. I was a bit nervous, not sure what I was supposed to say, but as we were dressing, Mikey said, "That was fun last night. Hope we can do it again tonight." He gave me a big smile, and the tension was broken. We put on our swimsuits and t-shirts, grabbed towels, and headed out to wait for the rest of the troop to assemble. It was a warm day for September, so a number of the boys, especially the older boys, wore nothing but their swimsuits. I'd never really thought about other guys' bodies before, but after what had happened the night before, I was suddenly conscious of how hot some of the guys looked. As we walked around the lake toward the beach, I found myself checking the guys out Ð especially the sexy high school boys, since I'd never really had a chance to see bodies like these up close. The Senior Patrol Leader, Marcus, was a tall 16-year-old with smooth dark-brown skin and taught muscles who wore his hair in short dreads. He was athletic, and it showed. David, the leader of the Lion Patrol, was another stunner. He was probably 15, shorter than Marcus, but more solid and muscular, with a sexy bush of dark hair growing on his chest. A couple of the guys had clearly been going shirtless all summer, because they had dark tans. Lennie was a high school sophomore whose hair was bleached blond by the sun. He was a swimmer with an amazingly toned physique. The peak of lighter skin that showed at his waistline as he walked was unexpectedly sexy to me. I had to keep readjusting my dick as I walked with a hardon cramped inside my swimsuit. When we got to the lake, Marcus divided us into two groups, one to go swimming and the other to go canoeing. The Badger Patrol that Mikey and I were in was assigned canoeing first, so we went up to a shed a little up from the shore where the canoes were stored. The older, stronger boys grabbed canoes off the racks and carried them down to the water, while us younger guys carried the paddles. We pared up into twos or threes with at least one experienced canoer per boat. I was put in a boat with David and another novice named Jamelle. I didn't know David very well, since he was quite a bit older than me, but Jamelle had been in my Cub Scout troop, so we were already friends. Since neither Jamelle nor I knew how to canoe, David sent us up to the shed to grab a couple of life jackets and had us put them on. David showed us how to get into the boat, and I was disappointed to realize that he was going to sit behind us, so I wouldn't get a chance to see his hot body as he paddled the canoe. Jamelle sat in the front, and I sat in the middle, while David paddled us out from the shore. When we got a little distance out, he had us each take a paddle and showed us how to use them. Neither of us were very good at first, doing more splashing than moving the boat forward, but after awhile, we got the hang of it. He had each of us take a turn in the back, so that he could teach us how to use the paddle as a rudder to steer the boat. A canoe is of course small, so trying to trade places with David meant that I had to brush right past him, rubbing up against his muscular chest, feeling his soft chest hair brush my arm, and catching a whiff of his masculine scent of sweat that made me catch my breath. That romp with Mikey last night must have set off hormones in my body that were making me feel more horny than I'd ever felt. "Focus!" I told myself, and tried to concentrate on the canoeing. David gave me tips on how to change the direction of the boat, and I got the handle of it pretty quickly. Then Jamelle came back for a turn, and I climbed to the front of the boat, once again brushing against David's sexy shirtless body. After Jamelle had steered for a while, David said, "Let's swim! It'll let us practice getting in and out of the boat." He took us close to shore, where the water was shallow, and let us take the life preservers off. Jamelle and I both took our shirts off, and we jumped in the water. I noticed that Jamelle was as skinny and undeveloped as me, but I also noticed for the first time how beautifully smooth his dark caramel skin was. We tied the canoe to a tree, and the three of us splashed around and played. I kept trying to find excuses to brush my body against David and Jamelle, enjoying the sensation of skin on skin each time I jumped on one of their backs or one of them grabbed me from behind to toss me into the water. I especially loved the feeling of David's soft chest hair against my skin. After about half an hour, we heard a whistle and saw Marcus standing at the beach calling us all back. We climbed back into the canoe and paddled to the beach, pulling the boats up onto the sand for the other two patrols to take their turn canoeing while we went swimming. Lennie was acting as lifeguard, so David and a couple of the other older boys sat down with him on the shore, while us younger scouts splashed into the water. At one point, after swimming for a while out to the dock and back, I was in shallow water with Jamelle, a seventh grader name Julio, and an eighth grader named Ted. Julio stood up, smiled wickedly, and said, "I gotta piss." The water was only about ankle deep, and all at once I realized that the water dripping out of Julio's swim shorts wasn't water at all but piss. "Oh fuck that feels good," Julio said and let out a sigh. "Dude," Ted said, "Squat down in the water. No one wants to see you piss." "I don't want something to swim up my cock while I'm pissing," he said. "And the warm piss feels so nice on my legs." Jamelle stood up then and said, "I gotta piss too." He got a look of concentration, then piss started to run out of his trunks too into the water. "Me too," I said, and stood up. My dick was pretty hard, but I focused until a small spurt came out, and then another, and then my piss began to flow in a nice stream. I could feel the warm piss was running down my legs into the water, and Julio was right; it did feel nice. "You guys are sick," Ted said, but then he stood up and started pissing into his shorts as well. We all looked at the piss dripping from each other's swim trunks in what was a moment of weird, kind of sexual intimacy. Then Julio shattered the mood by diving away into the water. "Gotta rinse off," he shouted, and we all swam after him. ************************************** Around noon, when we'd been swimming for more than an hour, the Scout Master appeared on the beach and said it was time to head back to camp for lunch. He whistled to the guys in the canoes who paddled back to shore, while the rest of us climbed out of the water and dried off. Back at camp, we made sandwiches and ate chips and Kool-Aid. After lunch, the younger kids gathered around the picnic tables. Mr. Johnson, one of the adult leaders, handed out some rope and showed us how to make a few knots, preparing us for the knot-tying merit badge. The older kids who already had the merit badge went to another part of the campground for rock climbing or some other activities. We had some freetime in the late afternoon, so I went for a short hike with Jamelle and Julio and another kid Julio's age, named Danny. We walked along the shore for a while and then stopped to try to skip rocks in the lake. "I gotta piss," I said, and walked a few steps away to aim at a tree. Jamelle walked over and said, "Me too," and stood next to me. We both pulled out our cocks and without any self-consciousness checked each other's equipment out. We were both twelve and had both already started puberty, and we hadn't had much time to see other guys' cocks. Jamelle's cock was bigger than mine, but not so much that I was embarrassed. As I was pissing on the tree, Jamelle started to aim his stream to cross mine. Then he turned a bit and aimed it further up my stream and closer to me until he was aiming toward me, and I had to jump out of the way. "Dude!" I said, and he was laughing hysterically, even as he tried more directly to shoot me with his piss. A little of his urine splashed on my legs, and I aimed back at him and got one solid shot on his shorts as he ducked away. We were both laughing. "Fuck, man," he laughed. "You got me wet!" "Well fuck you for aiming at me!" I came from a fairly strict family, so cursing was new to me. I'd almost never said words like fuck and piss out loud, and it felt really liberating to do so now. And I'd certainly never pissed in the woods with other guys like this. I was learning so much from Boy Scouts! "Boys! Boys!" Julio said in mock seriousness. He and Danny had turned to watch when they heard us laughing. "Let's keep our piss to ourselves!" We all tossed a few more rocks in the water then headed back to camp. ***************************** That night after dinner, Mikey and I did not stay around the campfire for long. "I'm tired," Mikey announced, stretching his arms in a yawn. "I'm gonna hit the sack." "I'll come with you," I said. As we walked away together toward our tent, I could tell that Mikey was not in fact tired at all. He just wanted to get to the tent so that we could fool around. "Let's zip our sleeping bags together," he said when we were out of earshot of the others. "Sure," I said. We climbed into the tent and zipped it shut, but before I could even take my shoes off, Mikey took my face in his and started kissing me intensely. "I've been waiting for this all day," he said. "I'm so fucking horny!" As we kneeled there, right at the door of the tent, he ran one hand down my body and grabbed my crotch through my shorts. I was already rock hard, of course, and he gave my cock a solid squeeze. Then he undid the button on my shorts and slipped his hand inside, not going for my cock but instead cupping my hairless balls in his hand. He fell back onto his sleeping bag, pulling me on top of him with one hand, while never letting go of my balls with his other. As he held me and we kissed, he kicked his shoes off, so I kicked mine off as well. He let go of my balls and slid his hand around to grab my ass, then slid his other hand into my shorts so that he was pulling me tight against him. I liked how his hands felt warm and strong cupping my ass cheeks. I could feel his hardon pressing underneath me. "Let's get in the sleeping bags," he said. I climbed off him and sat to the side while he unzipped his sleeping bag and then mine and then tried to zip them together. It took a couple of tries, but he finally got the zippers to hook together and was able to zip our bags into one large bag. "Come on," he said. "Get undressed and get in." I didn't need any more of an invitation. In an instant, I was out of my shirt and shorts and underpants and was inside the bag. Mikey laughed and undressed, then climbed in with me. We lay next to each other, and he kissed me again and started slowly running his hand across my body, touching me softly from my face down to my crotch. I was stupidly just laying there with my hands at my sides, so he took one of my hands and placed it on his crotch. I ran my hand over his hard dick and down to his balls. I felt one and then the other, then I gave them both a light squeeze, which made Mikey moan deep in his throat. I felt around his dick and noticed that he was starting to sprout a little soft hair just above his cock. "Have you ever had a blow job?" he asked me. "IÉ NoÉ" I stumbled. "I've never done anything with anybody before," I admitted. "Mmmmm," he said. "Then I get to be your first!" He unzipped the sleeping bags a little and pulled the cover back. He kissed my lips then slowly kissed his way down my neck and my torso until he got to my hard cock, which he kissed lightly on the tip. He softly licked the head of my cock and licked down the shaft, and then he took my cockhead in his mouth and slowly sucked, working his way down my cock until his nose was in my crotch. "Ohhhh," I moaned. "That feels soÉ" I gasped as he worked his way back up. It felt amazing! Like nothing I'd ever experienced! As he moved his mouth back down my cock again, I suddenly couldn't hold back. "I'mÉ. I'mÉ" I cried and then shot my load into Mikey's mouth. He kept his mouth over my cock and swallowed every drop. I pumped three, four, five times. "I'm sorry," I panted. "I couldn't help it. That felt so good." I pumped two more times. "Delicious," he said and smacked his lips. "Don't be sorry. That was just the first round. I'll make you cum again soon enough." He climbed back up and kissed me, and I could taste my cum on his breath. My cock never went soft, and Mikey pressed his hard cock against mine and started humping me, rubbing our cocks together. "Can I try it on you?" I asked. "Of course," he said, and lay on his back, with his cock pointing straight up. I was so excited! I moved down to his cock and tried to imitate what he had done to me. I first licked the cock from the head down to the root, then I opened my mouth and tried to take his cock in. "Watch the teeth," he said, so I opened my jaw wider and moved my mouth down to swallow his shaft, being careful to just use my lips. "That's it," he said. "Nice!" I moved my mouth up and down his cock with my lips caressing his shaft. I tried using my tongue as well, and he seemed to like that. I was able to swallow his whole cock, though when the head hit the back of my throat, it made me gag a little. "That's it, baby. That feels so good!" Mikey reached down and gently caressed my head. I loved how he called me baby, and his hand on my head felt so gentle. "Oh, yeah," he sighed. As I sucked him, I started to run my hand over his naked body. I loved the feeling of his smooth stomach and chest. When I brushed his nipple, he caught his breath, so I figured that it felt good, so I tickled it a little. "That feels nice," he said. I ran my hand down his torso and felt his balls. I took them both in my hand and squeezed them a little, as he'd done to me. "Oh," he moaned. His balls were small and firm, and I held them as I continued to suck him. "Don't stop," Mikey said. "Don't stop, baby." I started sucking him a bit faster, and his body tensed up. "You're gonna make me cum," he whispered. "You're gonna make me cumÉ" And with that, he grabbed my head tightly with both of his hands and shot into my mouth. It startled me, but I did my best to hold it in as he pumped another shot and then another. The taste was nice, and as my mouth filled, I swallowed. He pumped about seven shots into my mouth, and only a little dribbled out the side and onto my chin. "Fu-u-u-ck," he said. "Fuck, that's good." He relaxed and let go of my head, and I let his dick slip out of my mouth. I swallowed the rest of his load. I could feel it in my stomach, warm and heavy. I scraped the cum that had run down my chin into my mouth and swallowed that too. "Come here," he said, and pulled me up and kissed me. "That was awesome, Joshy. Are you sure that was your first time?" I shook my head yes. We held each other and kissed for a long time, then we lay back, curled up next to each other, listening to the night sounds. A few kids were still at the fire pit, but I could hear the sounds of others already at their tents. I heard a bird in the distance, maybe an owl? "I wanna make you cum again, baby" Mikey said after a little rest. "Why don't we do 69?" he said. He flipped around so that his face was at my crotch and his dick Ð nice and hard again already Ð was right at my face. "That's where we suck each other at the same time." Mikey got back to work on my cock, and I started to suck on his again. As he sucked me, Mikey ran his hand over my body and pinched my nipples, which sent an electric shock through me. I imitated him and pinched his nipples as well. He started, "Ah! Not too hard there baby." So I stopped and concentrated on his cock. I reached over and squeezed his balls a little. Mikey squeezed my balls as well, and then he brushed his finger under my cock and down to my asshole. He tickled my hole a bit with his finger, which was a strange new feeling for me. I wasn't sure what to think of it, but then he took his finger in his mouth and licked it and pushed it gently into my hole. I jumped, but he said, "Just relax." So I took a breath and realized that it felt kind of nice. He moved his finger around inside my asshole, ever so slightly, gradually moving it further in, then moving it slowly in and out. It began to feel nice, and the combination of the finger in my ass and his mouth on my cock was starting to get me close again. I licked my finger and pressed it against Mikey's asshole until it slid inside. He sighed, clearly liking it. We both sucked each other and played with each other's assholes for a while, until all at once Mikey tensed up. "I'm gonna shoot!" he said, and a spurt of cum shot into my mouth. "Oh shit," he said happily, then went back to work on my cock. This was a smaller load, only about four shots, but the taste of his cum in my mouth sent me over the edge, and I started shooting in Mikey's mouth as well. We both lay there for a second with our dicks in each other's mouths, then Mikey crawled back up to lie next to me. He took my face in his hands and kissed me tenderly. "You're so fucking hot, baby," he said. "That was so much fun." We kissed for a while and then lay next to each other. Then, before I knew it, we were both asleep.