Date: Fri, 27 Jul 2012 10:25:42 -0400
From: Cody Jones <codymich@gmail.com>
Subject: Boy Scouts Truth or Dare: Part 1

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Disclaimer:
No boys were harmed during the making of this story. It is mostly
fictional. However, it will contain depictions of underage boys
involved in sexual situations. If you don?t want to read that, you
shouldn?t be here. Otherwise, enjoy, and thanks for reading.

Please send comments and/or suggestions to codymich@gmail.com
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It all started during a camping trip in Boy Scouts. Ok, so started is all
that really happened. The setup for the story is true, but sadly, none of
the good parts ever really happened. I've certainly fantasized about it
many times though.

It was late August, and I had just turned 17. Hi, I'm Cody, by the way. I
was heading into my senior year of high school. I was basically an average
kid; a few inches under 6 feet tall, about 170 pounds, not really muscular
or fat, just average. And yes, I was average 'down there' too. I kept my
brown hair pretty short, for convenience mostly, and everyone commented on
my blue eyes. I wore glasses though, and didn't think I looked all that
attractive.

Now, most of you probably know that being in Scouts isn't really a cool
thing to do once you reach high school. I wanted to earn my Eagle badge
though, so I had stuck with it. Most of my friends had dropped out to play
sports or whatever, so there were only about 4 of us older guys left. This
story isn't about the older boys though, other than the fact that we each
got our own private tent during campouts, since there were so few of
us. All of the younger guys had to pair up and share their tents.

Speaking of campouts, our troop would have an outing once a month.
Sometimes we'd go canoeing or hiking, or go to summer camp, but
occasionally we would just camp behind the scout cabin. That was the case
this August. We arrived on a warm Friday evening and each patrol set up
their own cluster of tents, slightly away from the other age groups. After
that, everyone pitched in to make dinner, do the chores around camp, and
just get everything settled in.

It was during the after-dinner cleanup that I overheard a group of younger
boys talking. I had always been attracted to guys a couple years younger
than me, but these kids had just joined the troop back in June. That meant
they were 10-12 years old, since they had just completed the fifth grade.
As I carried a bucket of dishes past the group, I heard one of them whisper
something about truth-or-dare.

I dropped off the dishes, and on the way back, I stopped behind the group.
When the four boys looked at me, I suggested that they could help get the
campfire ready for the evening. Then, leaning in, I whispered, "If you guys
are going to be playing truth-or-dare, you'd better be careful. If Mr. 'C'
catches you, he'll call your parents." I walked away, leaving the boys to
continue their whispering.

The rest of the evening flew by. Some of the scouts played card games or
just chatted until it was time for the campfire. Everyone sat around the
fire on a circle of benches, while some of the leaders told stories. Then
we made peach cobbler in Dutch ovens as our evening snack. It was all
pretty much the usual nighttime campout events. As midnight approached,
people began wandering off to their tents for the night. Since I was
starting to nod off, I stopped at the latrine, and then did the same.

I had just climbed into a pair of loose green basketball shorts and curled
up in my sleeping bag when I heard someone scratching at the front of my
tent. Since you can't really knock on a tent, this was one way to announce
your presence. I crawled over to the door flap and opened the zipper a few
inches to see who it was.

As I peered outside, I saw Jon looking back at me. Jon was one of the
smallest scouts in the troop. He couldn't have been more than a couple
inches over four feet, and I'd guess he weighed no more than 65 pounds.

"Hey Jon," I whispered, "What?s up?"

After hesitating for a second, he managed to spit out: "We were wondering
if you wanted to play truth-or-dare with us."

I knew that I should say 'no' but my penis disagreed. As soon as I heard
the question, it was rock hard. I hadn't had a chance to jack off at all
that day, and, well, you know how boys are. Before I could really think
about it, I answered, "OK."

I slipped on an orange t-shirt and a pair of tennis shoes, then quietly
unzipped my tent door and slid out. After a careful re-zipping, I turned to
Jon and whispered, "Let's go!"

I followed Jon quietly between the groups of tents until he stopped at one
of two tents set away from the others. The kids had apparently been
planning this game all along. I supposed I was just a late addition once
they knew I had overheard them talking about it. As Jon bent over to climb
inside the tent, I couldn't help but stare at his scrawny butt outlined in
his tight green uniform shorts. I tucked my boner to the side as well as I
could, and then followed him inside.

Inside the tent were the same four boys that I had seen plotting earlier.
They were sitting in a circle around a battery powered lantern, and shifted
around a bit to make a spot for me. I sat down between Jon and Matt, and
looking across the circle I saw Joel and Todd. Joel was almost as skinny
and short as Jon, but with a little more muscle tone. He had a blonde bowl
cut, as opposed to Jon's short clipped dark hair. Todd had an average
build, several inches taller than Jon or Joel, and I figured that he was
probably 11. Matt was chubby, though I wouldn't call him fat, and probably
close to five feet tall. Matt had had curly, bright red hair. I guessed
that he may have been 12 due to his height.

As I sat down, everyone seemed excited that I had joined the game, and Joel
whispered something to Todd. I was still pretty nervous about playing, so I
asked what the rules were.

"Nothing loud," Jon said, "and nothing too messy," added Joel, who was
sharing this tent with Todd.

"Ok," I agreed, "and no one can tell anybody else about this, alright?"

Once everyone had accepted my rule, Todd said, "Since it?s my tent, I'll go
first." After a few seconds with no objections, Todd continued, "Jon, truth
or dare?"

Jon thought for a moment, and then said, "Truth."

"Have you ever kissed anyone?" asked Todd.

"No, I haven?t," Jon mumbled shyly. After a few seconds of silence, he
added, "My turn! Cody, truth or dare?"

"I'll take a truth also." I still wanted to get a feel for where the game
was headed before I accepted a dare from a kid I barely knew.

Jon asked me, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Nope." Whew, that wasn?t so bad. But then he added, "Why not?" I could
have argued that he wasn?t allowed a second question, but I just went with
it. "I broke up with my girlfriend before school got out, and I haven?t had
time to find another one."

That was only partially the truth. I had spent some time with a girl last
year, but we had never really dated. All summer I had been questioning
myself. I wasn't sure what I wanted. I found other guys attractive, but I
knew that I was expected to have a girlfriend. So I had never really
pursued a relationship with either gender. I was just hoping to escape to
college next year without too much attention. With that potential
embarrassment out of the way, I wanted to keep the game moving. "Joel,
truth or dare?"

"Give me a dare!" Joel said, with a devious look.

Hmm, I hadn't really though of any truths or dares. How fast and how far
was this game supposed to go? "I dare you to suck on..." As everyone
glanced around nervously, I continued, "your big toe for 30 seconds."

Joel quickly pulled his sock off, exposing his little foot, and brought it
up to his face. He frowned slightly, as the scent reached his nostrils,
then leaned forward and popped the toe into his mouth. We all giggled as
Joel groaned and tried to talk with his mouth full of toe. After a short
wait, I said, "Ok, time's up," and let him stop.

"That was gross. I'll get you for that," spat Joel, and then turning to
Matt he asked, "Truth or dare?"

Matt chose truth, so Joel questioned him, "Do you really wet the bed?"

"No," sputtered Matt. We could all tell that he wasn?t telling the truth,
but no one pushed the issue, because he looked like he was about to cry. I
knew that none of the guys really liked Matt, but that was a meaner
question than I had expected.

After Matt settled down, he asked, "Truth or dare, Jon?" and Jon quickly
replied, "Dare."

"I dare you to spit in Joel's mouth."

"Hey, that?s not fair," exclaimed Joel, "I can't be in his dare."

All four boys started arguing about if it was fair or not, and the volume
got louder. "Hey guys," I said, "since we didn't make the rule to start
with, let's vote on it. If you think it is fair to include other people in
dares, raise your hand."

Three boys' hands shot in the air; everyone except Joel. Joel glared at
Todd, who just shrugged and said, "Hey, it could be fun later." I added my
hand in the air, even though it had already been decided. "I guess you have
to let him do it Joel, sorry," I said, "but you can always get revenge."

Joel reluctantly tipped his head back, knowing that he was defeated, and
opened his mouth. Jon got on his knees and leaned over Joel, clearing his
throat. Then he spit slowly, and let it drip into Joel's mouth. Joel
coughed, but swallowed it, knowing that he wouldn't be given a
choice. "Matt, I fucking hate you," he said. "That wasn't so bad," added
Jon, grinning.

"Ok, since you didn't go yet, Todd, T or D?" asked Jon.

"Let's make this more fun, guys," suggested Todd. "No more truths, they are
boring. From now on, only dares are allowed." "Ok" we all said in unison,
nodding in agreement. I was anxious to see where this game was going. Even
though I wasn't really attracted to the younger boys, I was always horny,
and my mind was racing with thoughts of what might happen.

"Good, then Todd, I dare you to lick Cody's feet."

"Ugh, ok, if I have to," whined Todd, as I pulled off my shoes. I knew that
my feet weren't too dirty, because I had taken a shower just before leaving
for the campout. "You have to lick the whole bottom of both feet,"
instructed Jon.

I stuck my feet into the center of the circle, and Todd lifted my left foot
to his face. He stuck out his tongue and timidly licked my heel. Once he
realized that it wasn't too dirty, he quickly licked three times up the
length of my foot, and then repeated it on the right foot. I decided to
leave my shoes off, and threw them into the corner of the tent by the door.

Todd grinned at Joel, and said, "Joel, I dare you to fart in Matt's mouth."
Joel's expression lit up at his chance for revenge. He jumped up and turned
around, bending forward and putting his butt right in Matt's face. As Matt
said "Heyyyyy, that's ...," Joel squeezed out a loud fart. Matt gagged
instantly, and looked like he was about to throw up. Joel sat down with a
smug look on his face as Matt struggled to regain his breath.

"Fuck you guys," Matt nearly shouted, before I shushed him and told him to
calm down. "You did kinda deserve that after what you did to Joel."

"My turn," said Joel excitedly, turning toward me. "Cody, I dare you to
lick Jon?s body from one foot to the other; however you want to get there."

I looked at Jon and thought for a minute. He was wearing those tight shorts
and a loose green t-shirt. I was thinking I could get away with licking
over his shorts, but secretly wishing he would offer to take them
off. "Take off your sandals, Jon," I told him, "and lay down." I crouched
between his legs and started at the arch of one foot. I licked slowly up
the inside of his leg until I got to the knee. Continuing up, I moved to
the front of his leg, then over his shorts toward the outside of his
hip. As I crossed over his belt, my tongue went up inside his shirt and he
shivered as I licked across his belly. On the other side, I moved down,
this time a lot closer to the middle of his body. I felt the bump of his
cock tip as I passed his groin and started down his leg. I got to his other
foot and sat back down. As he got up, I could tell he was trying to adjust
himself to hide his erection from the other boys.

I looked at Jon and smiled, causing him to blush slightly. "Jon, I dare you
to kiss Todd, with tongue."

"No way!" blurted Todd.

"Sorry, but it?s the rules, you have to let him."

Todd sighed and motioned Jon over. "Let's get this over with." Jon slid
over and awkwardly locked lips with Todd. After a few seconds, we could all
see their mouths open wider as they French kissed. "Ewwwwww, fag! said
Matt. "It was a dare; he didn't have a choice, Matt," I said. "Remember,
nothing we do leaves this tent."

Jon looked at Matt, pondering, and then said, "Matt, I dare you to streak
to Cody's tent, get a pair of his underwear, and wear only that when you
come back. We never said that dares had to stay in the tent!" Matt's face
sunk at that last comment, knowing that he couldn't argue. "Also, that?s
all you can wear for the rest of the game."

Now this was getting good! I watched as Matt hesitantly stripped off his
shirt, exposing his pale white body and pudgy stomach. He was obviously
embarrassed, having four guys watching him. He turned towards the door and
dropped his pants and boxers in one quick motion. His butt was even paler
white than his chest.

"My tent is the last one in that line over there," I said, pointing. I knew
that I had left my underwear on top of my pack when I changed for bed, so
he would have no trouble finding them. We all watched him slip out of the
tent door and waited nervously for him to return.

"I hope he doesn't get caught," Jon stated, then giggled. "Most people
should be asleep by now," I reassured everyone.

After a long couple of minutes, the tent rustled, and Matt jumped inside,
wearing my used pair of ?Sonic the Hedgehog? boxers. They were slightly big
on his smaller frame, and there was an obvious bulge in the front. Joel
pointed and laughed, saying "Looks like someone enjoyed that."

"Shut up, you're next, Joel. I dare you to hump Cody's leg for 2 minutes."

Joel looked over at me and turned bright red. I just shifted onto my side,
and stuck my leg out for him.

"Todd, you time it," demanded Joel, as he crawled over to me and straddled
my leg. I just watched as he started thrusting his hips back and forth.
After a few thrusts I could feel him starting to poke me in the leg. He
looked up at me and turned brighter red, if that was possible. Feeling his
boner on my leg made me hard too, and my shorts were doing nothing to hide
it. By the time Todd called, "Time," Joel was really getting into it, and
almost seemed reluctant to stop. As he sat down, I looked around and saw
four boys adjusting their pants. I liked where this game was going.

Joel sat for a moment in thought, then pointed at Todd and said, "I dare
you to...


***To be continued.***