Date: Thu, 1 Feb 2007 15:44:36 +0000 (GMT)
From: todd weston <toddweston21@btinternet.com>
Subject: Jays

This is a work of fiction and does not involve any body living (or
dead). It is my own work and involves under age activity as well as adult
and boy actions and themes.

If you are underage in your area of the world then please do not read and
leave this community- return when you're old enough.

Review, comment or ideas welcome- just e-mail; Todd

PROLOGUE

For the fifth night running, Skip waited in the dark outside the tent.
Eventually, the torch light within was extinguished and, after a few
minutes, the rustling of sleeping bags and barely contained excitement
began. Although Skip could not see inside the tent, the cub and the scout
were obviously once again involved in sexual activity. There were giggles
and ouches and that slurping sound that maintained Skip's full erection
under his cargo trousers.

However, with his woody hidden by cloth and darkness, he waited for a
further ten minutes whilst the boy's activities obviously heightened. Then,
as this was their last night at camp, he engaged his torch and immediately
shone it at the canvas with orders that the boys settle. Two cries of
`shit'- one from each boy- and then frantic activity, accompanied by rapid
movements that made the sides of the tent bulge, were followed by silence.

Happy that the boys were still and silent if not really readying for sleep,
Skip placed his recording device by the side of the tent.

"Josh - Joe- as you're the last to get to sleep you are required tomorrow
to help me clean up the site once the rest of the troop have left, and then
help in the return our equipment to headquarters...And tomorrow morning
after seeing the others off, you will both report to me at 8.30 in full
neat uniform at the scout hall for me to discuss with you what you have
been getting up to in your tent these past evenings......NOW- GET TO
SLEEP!!!".

Silence continued until Skip purposely crunched the gravel on the footpath
that led back to his tent. Once inside this, Skip sat and leant against his
folded up sleeping bag waiting for an hour to pass before returning to the
boy's tent to retrieve his recorder and as he sat, trying to read a
newspaper, he pondered the question as to why one ten year old cub and one
twelve year old scout would chose to tent together.



Unfortunately for Skip the strength of his recorder and the thickness of
the tent material had hindered the audibility of the words that had been
caught on the tape. He rewound it and tried for the second time to link the
fragments together.

"Skip's gone...... no you can't .............. briefs back

............. Do you think he...... .... cos I'm not telling him what
you......................and you're not........we'd
better get to ...........night .......Josh can

...... no I told......when .....home so get......."



CHAPTER 1

Skip sat and sipped his coffee. It was 8.20 and he had seen nearly all of
the scouts and cubs from the camp site. One scout and one cub remained and
it fell to him to question and if necessary- and Skip felt it was- question
, strip, humiliate, parade, exhibit, punish (or whatever) the two boys for
undertaking unknown nocturnal activities within their tent; of course, Skip
knew that it was also for his own pleasure that he was keen to deal with
them.

At exactly 8.30 there was a knock at the door. As ordered, Skip found the
cub and scout kitted correctly and each with their back pack. He ordered
them to his side of the room and made then place their packs against the
wall, before making them stand side by side at attention in front of him.

He rose and faced the two boys.

"Boys- as I told you last night I want to know what you two have been doing
to each other inside your tent."

Josh and Joe bowed their heads but remained silent.

"I will punish you if you do not tell me and unless I get to know from each
of you exactly what happened, I can give extra punishments such as
foregoing the beach swim on the way home which is traditional for those who
help return the kit."

Josh lifted his head to look at Skip whilst Joe remained with head bowed
but neither boy spoke.

"Joe you are coming with me. Josh you remain here until I return for you."

Skip led the blonde cub from the room, through a far open door and into the
main scout hall. He left the boy standing by a chair whilst he closed the
wooden door. Then he sat on the chair, and with the cub standing before
him, reached over and gripped the waistband of the cub's shorts.

"Joe- tell me you what you and Josh were doing last night."

Joe remained silent with head bowed. Skip could easily see though that even
in the half light of the scout hall, that the boy's face was flushed.

 Skip waited for a few extra moments.

"Joe, I will ask you once more and if you don't answer me I will have to
think about how to deal with you.- so Joe, tell me what you and Josh were
doing in the tent last night."

"We were only talking Skip- honest."

"I don't believe you Joe. It's much more than that. Now tell me, or I will
punish you."

Joe remained quiet as if he was weighing up the alternatives. Skip gave him
time but he did want to hear from the boy's lips what he had noticed and
heard whilst he had been outside their tent. As well, he would refuse to
accept falsehoods.

"We were just talking Skip."

However as Skip listened to the cub, he felt the resignation within the
boy's voice.

"Boy, you have sealed your own fate. Now move closer."

Skip released his hold of the boy's shorts waistband and as the man's bare
legs were spread, Joe moved between them.

Skip reached to remove the cub's cap and placed in on the floor. The
neckerchief followed then he reached for the bottom of the boy's shirt and
pulled it out of Joe's tight short trousers. Skip unbuttoned its cuffs,
then, opened the top button before slowly opening the remaining buttons and
parting the garment to expose soft white skin. Then the man reached for the
boy's shoulders and as he pulled at the shirt, with Joe's assistance, it
came off and left the cub naked from the waist upwards.

Attention turned to Joe's shoes and socks and Skip made the boy bend
forward and remove them- this action accentuating the roundness of the
boy's buttocks as the tight grey short trousers moulded themselves to cub's
rear.

Once these were placed with the rest of Joe's clothes, Skip turned his
attention to the s-belt of the boy's trousers. He reached both hands to
grip the buckle ensuring his fingers were forced down the front of the
trousers until he could feel the waistband of the boy's briefs.  Then, the
man lifted his head noting, before he made eye contact, the small pink
nipples on the boy's chest.

"Joe, your short trousers come off next. Then, you'll just be left in your
briefs and I will have no hesitation in taking them off as well to leave
you completely naked. Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Silence. So the stripping of Joe continued. The s-buckle was twisted open
and left dangling before large hands slowly lowered the zip fly before
parting the trousers to expose the front of the cub's white briefs. Skip
reached to the side of the trousers and pulled then down, lowering to some
extent the briefs with them but as the trousers fell to the floor, the
briefs remained just above the boys cock and balls. The boy looked down
before stepping from the trousers after which he handed then to Skip and he
placed them with the rest of the boy's uniform.

"Pull your briefs up."

Joe gripped their side and pulled then upwards during which action Skip
noticed that the boy's thin cock became vertical under the thin white
cotton- and below this soft tube lay two grape sized balls.

"Your briefs are quite small and tight."

There was no need for the boy to answer.

"Well Joe, it's now my duty to get you naked- so these have to come off."

As the man spoke he pushed a finger into the briefs just a few millimetres
from the boy's vertical cock.

Hands moved to the sides of the white garment and slowly he rolled the
briefs downwards watching the cub's cock flip downwards over the hairless
balls. Once Joe had discarded the briefs, Skip placed them on top of the
cub's short trousers.

"You are naked Joe and I'm going to put you over my knee."

Joe went crimson in the face.

"Move to my side Joe."

 Skip pointed to his right side and the naked cub moved to the appointed
place. The boy's cock was starting to stir and although it was only raised
slightly it was no longer resting on the balls. Skip had seen numerous ten
tear old boys naked but although Joe's cock, he gauged was only just over
an average length, his balls we significantly larger than similar aged boys
leading the man to consider that the cub probably enjoyed a satisfying dry
orgasm.

"Lay across my knees, boy."

After Joe lay still, Skip manoeuvred the cub into a better position. Two
round inviting cheeks took pride of place and Skip could feel their
softness as he placed his right hand on the cub's skin. He secured the boy
firmly by moving his legs together, which left the boy's cock squeezed
between them, and by using his left hand to steady the boy.

"Now Joe, listen. You are over my knee and you have an opportunity to get
up- and you know how you can achieve that- don't you boy?"

"Yes Sir."

"Well boy?"

There was silence in the scout hall.

"How old are you Joe?"

"Ten Sir."

"Well then it should be ten smacks."

"Yes Sir."

Skip knew that the boy would redden easily but he did intend to use
situations to get the truth by humiliating Joe further and then finally
after dealing with Josh, he would get them naked together.

Without warning Skip brought his right hand down on the boy's rear- but it
was gentle, however, it made Joe jump as the action was unexpected. Skip
held on tightly and instead of adding more smacks he began to squeeze the
boy's cock between his legs. Joe began to wriggle so another light smack
was followed by increased leg pressure after which the man could feel that
the cub was fully erect. The boy's rear had redden even with two light
smacks so for the moment, Skip decided enough was enough although he had a
burning desire to see the boy's erection.

"Stand up Joe."

The boy moved tentatively and Skip could see he remained crimson in the
face.

"Hands at your side."

It seemed that the cub was intending to cover his groin so with his hands
at his side, the cub's erect cock was fully exposed and stood near
vertical- it's was thin, which was expected, but it was rock hard and the
previously loose foreskin had retracted slightly exposing the reddened slit
of the boy's cockhead.

Joe was looking at the floor- he may have felt he was being humiliated but
he was clearly very embarrassed.

"Head up."

Joe raised his head and Skip could see that he was not far away from being
tearful. The man reached for the boy's briefs and the cub cap.

Skip flicked at Joe's erection with a finger. The shaft twitched and the
boy gasped.

"Get that covered up boy."

Joe happily pulled on his white briefs although he had to lay his erection
on its side under the cotton. Skip then handed the cub his cap.

"Go and stand in the corner and face the wall."

Joe moved in the direction that Skip's finger pointed.

When the boy was positioned, Skip walked slowly but noisily across the
wooden floor until he was standing behind the boy who remained
motionless. Joe's briefs were yanked down in one swift movement leaving
them around the boy's ankles.

"Don't move or turn around."

"No Skip."

Skip turned on his heels and walked across the wooden floor and through the
door, on his way to fetch Josh.