Date: Sun, 24 May 2020 04:08:43 +0000 From: aaronjes497 Subject: On My Honor part w (young friends) Feedback welcome at aaronjes497@protonmail.com. So I know if anybody reads this besides me. Yes I'm an eagle scout. Please donate to Nifty.org to keep these stories going. On my Honor Part 2 The next day followed the same routine except Ryan rode the bus to school. Once in home room, Zack came in at the last moment again and flopped down in his desk like his body couldn't support itself any more. Zack turned and gave Ryan his now patented goofy grin and offered a fist bump. Ryan returned the bump and they listened as Mr. Williams droned on about the days announcements. "How's your classes?" asked Zack at the end of the hour. "Pretty ok I guess. Mr. Moody in science is a lot of fun. Only class I don't like is Math." replied Ryan "Who do you have?" inquired Zack. "Mrs. Astrof." Ryan said as he rolled his eyes. "Dude, she sucks the big one! I was in her class and my parents made the school move me to another cause she was so mean to me. That bites." Zack said with a look of genuine concern on his face. "Well don't let her get you down to much." and with another smile Zack was out the door like a shot. "How does he have so much energy so early in the morning?" thought Ryan as he trudged to his next class. Ryan made it through the morning and lunch. He entered the boys locker room and made his way to his spot on the bench to change for gym. As he was bent over unlacing his shoes, a pair of bare feet appeared in front of him. His eyes followed the skinny legs up. Next they met a pair of boxer shorts with a nice bump in the middle. The fly was slightly parted and he could see some skin beneath. Not enough to know what part of the boy he was looking at but enough to cause him to stir in his own pants. His eyes continued up the hairless chest to the face of his friend from home room. Except this one had one eye that was brown and a little yellow around the outside. Oliver Foster was standing in front of him dressed only in his boxers and looking down. "uh hey. Sorry about yesterday I didn't mean to throw the ball that hard. Are you ok? Does it hurt?" Ryan said and winced in sympathetic pain. "Fuck yeah it hurts! Had to keep a bag of frozen peas on it for hours." Oliver said. "It's ok though. That was a nice throw. You have a good arm." Oliver replied. As the boys talked, Ryan continued to change so he wouldn't be late for gym. "I'm Oliver by the way. My brother says you're in our scout troop, that's dope." As Ryan took his shirt off he replied "yeah I was in scouts in Germany and when we lived in North Carolina and California so I just signed up here to." "Are you going on the camp out this weekend?" Asked Oliver. "Yeah, it will be my first when it's still kinda cold outside so it should be fun." Ryan answered as he lowered his jeans. Oliver's eyes wandered down over Ryan's boxers and stopped on the bump in the middle. "Cool" Oliver said more quietly and with a small goofy grin walked back to his locker to finish dressing. The rest of the week was uneventful and Ryan was starting to get familiar with his new school and life. Every morning Zach would drop into his desk and push Ryan back a few inches. Ryan would give him a grin and shake his head. They would talk about school and the up coming camp out. Oliver was friendly to Ryan but they didn't really connect like him and Zack did. By the time Friday came around Ryan was beyond thrilled to go camping. He loved to camp and Ohio was a new place for him to explore. It would also allow him to get away from his parents for awhile. Since the move, they had been all over the place unboxing and fixing things in the house. Everything at home was still in flux and Ryan looked forward to doing something he knew well like camping. Friday after school, the troop meet up in the parking lot of the school with all their gear. They were going to the local scout reservation for the weekend and it was a 2 hour drive. Ryan, Zack and Luke rode in the back of Mr. Hart's truck with Jason, Mr hart's son, in the front seat. The boys described the reservation to Ryan as they went. Zach like normal was a ball of energy. He kept turning in his seat and cocking his leg up. Every time he did this, it rubbed against Ryan's thigh. Ryan was starting to have a problem in his pants and scooted over toward Luke to give Zack more room. That didn't work as Zach would just scoot closer each time. By the time they reached the camp site, Ryan had a full hard on that he was desperately trying to cover with his shirt tail. As Mr. Hart pulled into the field near where they would make camp, Jason, Luke and Zack jumped out of the truck. Ryan just sat there trying to decide how to get our without showing his problem. Mr. Hart Looked back in the mirror and saw Ryan still in the truck. "You ok there son?" he asked. "uh yeah fine just wanted to finish my drink before I got out." replied Ryan. Mr. Hart nodded and left the truck. Ryan breathed a sigh of relief and put his head back. It immediately snapped back up when the back door opened and Zack stood there looking at him. "come on dude, we got stuff to do. You have to pick out our site and we need to get some firewood, and setup the dinning fly." Zack's eyes strayed down to Ryan's jeans. "and you have to help me pitch the tent..........again." with a goofy grin Zack closed the truck door. Ryan's face turned five shades of red. He had been caught with a boner and that took care of the problem at least. With a big breath, Ryan got out of the truck. It was early March and as the sun went down it was getting colder. "Luke, Derf, Andy, we need firewood. Sean, Ryan and me will put the tents up." Zack directed. Three boys ran off into the woods to get the wood while Zack turned to Ryan. "Ok Mr. Ich bin ein berliner, where do we set up?" Ryan looked at Zack in surprise when he heard the famous German phase. "What?!, I know stuff." Zack stated. Ryan looked around at the area for a good spot to get started. "Well, that area is kinda sunk in and if it rains that's bad. Don't want to setup under the tree in case a limb falls and crushes us, there's a raised area over there that is close to to trees so we can put up the fly and still build a fire." Ryan suggested. "You heard him Sean, let's get the gear." "push it in" Zack said "I'm trying, It won't fit" Ryan grunted "Just push harder" Zack replied "That's as hard as I can push. I don't want to break it." "Maybe if we had something slippery it would help. Go grab the cooking oil." Zack suggested Ryan ran and grabbed the oil and lubed up his pole "Ok ready? On the count of three push. One, two, three." The poles finally fit together and the tent was a tent. "Well that's the last of it. The site looks good. Great job guys." Zack commented. They had setup the 3 tents they needed and built the fire pit that was now keeping them warm, and setup a dinning fly. "ok, Derf you're with Luke, Andy you're with Sean as norm, and Ryan you're bunking with me." Zack directed. All the boys went off to make up their tents. Ryan unpacked some of his stuff and rolled out his sleeping bag. He had gotten it when they lived in Texas and it was a few years old. Zack laid down his bag and it looked brand new and really nice thought Ryan. Maybe I should get a new one. They finished up and made hobo packs for dinner. Ground beef, vegetables, and potatoes wrapped in tin foil and thrown into the fire till cooked. The boys sat around the fire and talked for awhile. "I have to go to a patrol leaders meeting. The rest of you go to bed. You don't have to go to sleep but we have a big day tomorrow." said Zack as he stared particularly at Andy and Sean. Ryan climbed into their tent and took off his shoes and socks. Leaving the rest of his clothes on he crawled into his sleeping bag. About half an hour later, Ryan heard Zack get into the tent. Zack stripped down to his underwear and climbed into his bag as Ryan watched through half closed eyes. Now that was a sight that was going to help him go to sleep he thought. As Ryan was drifting off he heard giggling and rustling from Andy and Sean's tent. Then the sound of a zipper. Ryan opened his eyes wide and was staring right into Zack's face. "Don't worry about it. Their just having fun. They will shut up in a few minutes." Zack yawned and closed his eyes. Ryan woke around 3 in the morning. He was freezing. He was so cold he couldn't sleep. He looked over at Zack who was all bundled up and fast asleep. "How can he look so comfortable" he thought. "I'm miserable." Ryan didn't sleep at all that night being so cold. When Zack woke the next morning he was alone in the tent. Crawling outside with his hair in a worse state of mess then normal, he blinked in the early morning sun. He spotted Ryan crouching in front of the fire trying to get the embers to light some new wood. Zack pulled on some pants and a shirt and stumbled over to Ryan. "Morning. You're up early." he said while rubbing his tummy and yawning. "yeah" was Ryan's only reply. "Sleep good?" asked Zack. "No. Didn't." replied Ryan. Zack looked at him and realized something was up. "you didn't sleep good?" asked Zack. "Didn't sleep" said Ryan. As Ryan stood up Zack could see he has shivering. "Too cold" said Ryan. Zack narrowed his eyes and looked at his friend. He then crawled back into the tent. Ryan was just starting to feel some warmth from the fire when he heard "What the hell?!" coming from their tent. Ryan turned and looked as Zack crawled back out of the tent. "Dude! Your bag is only rated to 40 degrees. It was like 27 last night!" Zack exclaimed staring at Ryan. "You must have froze. Why didn't you say something?" asked Zack. "It was ok. You were asleep. Didn't want to bother you." Ryan said. "Yeah well this bothers me. We are going to have to fix that tonight." Zack said shaking his head. Zack's yelling woke the rest of the patrol. "Dude you are so loud in the morning." said Derf as he climbed out of his tent. Ryan looked over and admired the shirtless boy. Derf was 14 and had more definition in his chest then the others. He also had a little hair under his arms that intrigued Ryan. Derf pulled on a shirt. "I'm on breakfast duty. We're having pancakes and bacon." Derf declared. "No sausage?" asked Sean as he emerged from his tent. "What you didn't get enough last night?" asked Derf with a giggle. "He had plenty." said Andy following behind Sean smiling. Ryan didn't remember any sausage in the hobo packs. After breakfast the troop gathered together to do a pioneering project. They built a bridge over a small creek using logs and lashings. Ryan learned the round lashing which he didn't know before. They built a solid bridge that could support the whole troop at once. Next up was a game of ultimate frizbee in the field. Ryan and Oliver were on the the same team and Zack was on the other. Oliver's team won and Zack rolled his eyes as his brother strutted around the field with his hands up. Ryan was walking on the other side of Oliver when suddenly he was knocked to the ground after hearing the yell of "DOG PILE!" from Zack, and ended up lying under Oliver. Most of the other team were on top of them and a lot of laughing was happening. Ryan couldn't sit up since there was somebody on his chest, when he felt a hand grab his dick and squeeze. This wasn't a mean squeeze. This was a good squeeze. Somebody was playing with his dick while he laid under all these boys. Eventually, the boys all got up. Looking around, Ryan saw Oliver look his way with that goofy smile he normally only saw on his brother as they went back to their patrol sites. "ok guys we are going to work on our first aid badge." said Zack to the elephant patrol. Ryan was having a hard time staying awake since he didn't sleep at all. "ah Zack, I already have my first aid badge. Do you think I could maybe take a nap while you guys work." asked Ryan. "Yeah that's cool man you look like shit anyway. Go lay down in the tent." Zack said. As Ryan was making his way to their tent Zack yelled "use my sleeping bag so you stay warm." Ryan nodded and climbed into the tent. He pulled off his shoes and socks and t-shirt. He crawled into Zack's bag and sighed. It was so much warmer then his. He was really grateful and cozy. As he drifted off the sleep, he realized Zack's bag smelled. It wasn't unpleasant. Ryan tried to place the smell as his eyes closed it clicked. It smelled like Zack and that was nice. Ryan woke a couple hours later as he smelled food being prepared on the fire. He crawled out of the tent and was greeted by the site of Sean's dick. He had pulled the pockets of his jeans out and had his dick hanging out the zipper. "what the...." Ryan said as he stared at the boys pride and joy. "Ryan meet the official mascot of the elephant patrol. He's happy to see you." Sean laughed. Sean had a nice dick that was for sure. It was cut and hung down about 4 inches. The head was mushroom shaped and Ryan's mouth started to water as he looked at it. "Shake hands with Peanut." Sean directed. "Uh, He doesn't have any hands." Ryan said. "Good point, shake his trunk." said Sean. Ryan reached up and put his hand on Sean's dick. He waved it up and down. "Nice to meet you Peanut. You're kind of small for an elephant." Ryan quipped as he let go of Sean's dick. "Hey!" Sean said as the rest of the patrol laughed. "Put that think away before he gets too happy Sean." Zack laughed. "and Ryan I'd wash my hand if I were you, you don't know where that thing has been." Ryan laughed and continued to get out of the tent. "What's for dinner?" he asked. "Salad and stew, and dutch oven apples for dessert!" said Luke. "I'm working on my cooking badge." "He's a good cook." Said Zack with his trademark goofy grin. Dinner was really good. The stew had big chunks of meat and potatoes. The apples had cinnamon and sugar. Later the boys sat around the fire again and talked and roasted marshmallows. Derf kept setting his on fire and letting it burn till it was black. "Delicious!" He said and downed it in one bite. "ok I have my patrol leader meeting. Night guys." said Zack as he walked over to join the troop leadership. Ryan said goodnight and crawled back into his tent. It was suppose to be colder tonight then last night. He rummaged through his bag and found all his extra clothes. He put on 3 shirts and 2 pairs of socks hoping that would keep him warm. Laying down in his sleeping bag away from the dying fire he was still cold. Zack came back from his meeting 45 minutes later. Ryan was just laying there shivering. "Fuck dude! What are you doing?" asked Zack looking concerned. "I wwwaass jjust ttrying to slleeep." stuttered Ryan. Zack stripped down to his boxers and climbed into his sleeping bag. "Get you ass over here before you turn into a popsicle would ya?" Zack directed. Ryan got out of the useless sleeping bag and crawled over to Zack reaching for the zip on his bag. "Hey! I thought you already had your first aid badge." said Zack with his goofy grin. "I dddooo." Ryan spit. "Well what do you do if somebody has hypothermea?" asked Zack. "TTTake off their ccclothes and pput them in a sssleeping bag with ssssommmebody." answered Ryan now colder then ever. "Right cause sleeping bags work better when you have less clothes on and you can share body heat." Zack stared grinning as Ryan stripped down to his boxers and jumped from one foot to the other hugging himself. Zack opened up his bag and Ryan jumped in fast. "ahhh!" yelled Zack "Fuck you're cold" he said as their skin made contact. Ryan faced away from Zack as he put his arm over the other boys shoulder and chest. Zack began rubbing up and down on Ryan trying to get him warm. Ryan didn't feel anything for awhile as his body was coming up to temperature. Slowly Ryan warmed up. Once the shivering stopped he gave a long sigh and his body relaxed. "Better?" asked Zack and he continued to rub his hands over the simi naked boy. "yeah much. Thanks. Guess I need a new sleeping bag." answered Ryan as he felt the warmth spread through him. Soon Ryan had another problem besides being cold. His dick had responded to Zack's rubbing and was now pointed at his belly button. "Please don't let him feel that." thought Ryan. Zack slowly rubbed his hand lower to Ryan's tummy. Zack could feel the muscles contracting and releasing as Ryan breathed. He could also feel them as Ryan held his breath as Zack's hand went lower to the waistband of his boxers. Slowly Zack's hand slipped into his boxers as Ryan sucked in his tummy and made room. "oh God he's going to touch it." thought Ryan as Zack's hand finally made contact with his ridged pole. Zack could feel every inch of Ryan's dick. He was cut and it felt like he had around 4" of super hard cock in his hand. Zack began to move his hand up and down the new toy he had found in Ryan's pants. "Wwwhat are you doing?" stuttered Ryan but this time not out of cold. "Just saying hi to your mascot." said Zack "Ryan giggled at the reference to Sean and nodded his head slightly. "you like?" asked Zack. "mmm" replied Ryan with a little nod. Zack kept up his motion as Ryan squirmed and hummed in his arms. "Zack!" Ryan said as his release built up suddenly "I'm gonna....." Ryan breathed "yeah" said Zack as he continued his action. Zack felt Ryan's dick pulse once and then felt his hand get covered in a wet sticky fluid as Ryan let out a large sigh and his legs kicked like he was playing soccer. Zack pulled his hand out of Ryan's pants and wiped his hand on the inside of the sleeping bag. Ryan rolled over and looked into the face of Zack. "That was......"Ryan started before loosing the words he was looking for. "yeah it was" said Zack with a goofy grin on his face. "Go to sleep." Zack directed as he put his arm back around Ryan in the warm sleeping bag.