Date: Sun, 2 Dec 2012 15:34:27 -0800
From: K K <eceer69@hotmail.com>
Subject: King of nothing 2

This story is intended for adults eighteen years of age or older. All of
the typical Nifty legal disclaimers apply.

This is a completely fictional story but its roots are based on my
experiences growing up. Many of the relationships, ages and emotions are
based in fact and applied to the fictional charters and situations. I hope
you enjoy the story

Kevin the King of nothing

Chapter two, Scouts

I thought about my mom's suggestion to join the Boy Scouts and decided to
give it a try, why not.  I kind of liked the idea of finding some new
friends and maybe shaking the blues. Just the idea seemed to put me in a
better mood. Not only that but they meet on a school night. It would be way
cool to get out of the house on a school night. I would be going to Troop
213 a week from next Monday. It was the week of spring break and the troop
was already set up for a camp out so I had to wait a week for my first
meeting.

We had gotten home from church late that Sunday. I hated church. I wish I
could stay home like my Dad, he never went. I was anxious to get home
because this was one of those rare occasions when Rusty was coming over to
spend the night. He was waiting on the porch as we drove up. Both of my
brothers found something, I'm sure stupid, to do with their friends and
would be gone most of the week. A week off and free from torturers, cool.

"Hay Kev!" He shouted as he bolted from the porch to greet me. I jumped out
of the car as soon as it came to a stop. It was really good to have a
friend over, especially Rusty.

"Kevin sweetie do you have your key?" my mother said from the window of the
car.

"Ya mom why?"

"I needed a few things from the grocery store and I was just going to just
drop you and it is YES mom not Ya mom" she had to add a scolding but I did
not care.

"Come on let's go to your room" Rusty said as he pulled me to the side
door. I took the key that was held by a thick string from around my neck
and opened the door. I was nearly pushed through by Rusty. He was already
heading upstairs when I closed and locked the door. I grabbed a couple of
Cokes and headed for my room.

"I got to get out of this monkey suit" I said really to no one. I started
unbuttoning the dress shirt, the tie was left in the car. I slipped out of
my shoes and pants. I hung up my clothes just in my underwear and socks as
Rusty came up behind me. I was sort of startled as he hugged me from behind
sliding his hands under my T-shirt and then under the waist band of my
underpants. By the time his hands reached my dick I was hard.

"We are going to have fun little boy" he said in a hiss into my ear

"Right on, but not now bro, I don't know how long my mom will be gone" I
said with a disappointed tone as I shook free and turned around. Before I
knew it he was on his knees in front of me and my underpants were at my
ankles. He was inspecting my dick.

"I think you are bigger than the last time I saw you" he said while tugging
at my balls.

"Reallyyyyy" my voice went up four octaves as his mouth slide over my dick.

He pulled off just long enough to say "See how you like this bro" he
started sliding back and forth almost having my dick fall from his mouth
before sliding it all the way back in all the while working magic with his
tongue. He gently tugged on my balls.

"Holly Fuck , Rusty this is amazing"

"I know" he resumed

"But we got a stop before we get caught" I whined. Reluctantly he pulled
off, reached down and pulled my undies back up. Leaning forward he placed a
little kiss on my dick through the soft cotton. He leaned back a little
staring dead on at my crotch.

"Till we meet again little Kev, till we meet again" he said starting to
stand to his feet. Then he came closer and placed a light kiss on my
lips. I pressed in for another longer and harder kiss and wrapped my arms
around him. Then he jabbed his fingers into my ribs and started tikling
me. Not to be overdone I worked my fingers into his pits. I was laughing
hard and so was he. We were both squirming around and ended up on the bed
and started calmed down a bit.  I slid the back of my hand across his face
and played with his hair with my fingertips but there was something I had
to know.

"Where did you learn that?"

"I've known how to tickle a long time" he said with a smart ass grin

"Not that stupid"

"I can't tell you it is a secret"

"Come on were buds we can tell each other everything"

"Ok let me just say this, that way I won't be breaking my promise not to
tell" he said in a soft tone "let's just say one of my friends 14 year old
brother taught me and the three of us do it to each other"

"Way cool" I started to get my play cloths on retrieving some not so dirty
jeans from my dirty cloths pile. I peeled off my dress socks and just
dropped them to the floor where I was standing. I found a pair of white
socks and held them to my nose "clean enough" next I rummaged through my
room searching for my sneakers. Once I was properly dressed for play we
made our way outside and to the back yard and started playing spies
sneaking around in the bushes looking for imaginary bad guys. Rusty just
stopped playing for some reason and got a very serious look on his face.

"Kev?" Rusty said softly as he looked down at the ground. He did not wait
for me to answer. "Steve's wiener spits stuff out"

"What do you mean?"

"When he gets the feel good feeling it spits out white stuff" his voice was
shaking a little and he pushed the toe of his shoe into the dirt moving it
back and forth forming a line. "it also drools when we play naughty games
and especially when he sucks us" I could hardly hear him he was talking so
quietly " I don't mind the way the drool tastes but last weekend he let it
spit into my mouth, it was yucky. Danny has to let his brothers dick spit
into his mouth almost every day or he gets pounded"

"Wow" was all I said. Well it was not hard to figure out who he had been
playing with since he said their names but I would never tell. I felt bad
that Steve's wiener had spit into Rusty's mouth and that was gross. At the
same time I thought it would be fun to join in someday and have it spit
into my mouth.

Rusty looked up into my eyes "he said I will do the same thing when I get
around his age" with concern on his face "I don't want to have the white
stuff come out of me. He even calls it come I guess because it comes out"
tears were forming in Rust's eyes.

"That's ok" I said in a happy voice "for now we can suck each other all we
want and don't have to worry about the yucky stuff"

With that the tense mood broken we resumed the horsing around in the back
yard, shot some hoops and tried to come up with new derogatory names to
call each other.  That night we did practice what Rusty had learned from
the older boy and started right up as soon as my mom was gone in the
morning. Rusty had the explosion of good feelings twice that night and once
in the morning. I had come close, I thought, but not quite. He reassured me
that when he got better at sucking dick he would get me to explode as
well. Rusty would have to leave soon because it was getting late in the
morning but for now we cuddled all nakie in bed. We were both on our backs
with him resting up against me with his head on my shoulder. I was rubbing
his tummy and he was fiddling with by balls.

"I'm going to join the Scouts" I said as if I needed to confess

"Really? Sounds like fun. Can I join too?"

"Yes in a couple of months when you are 12"

He rolled over half laying on me and intertwined his leg with mine. I felt
his lips press against my cheek and he gave me a little kiss and a deep
sigh escaped him. It was the most content I had ever felt in my life.

`I love you Kev"

"I love you too"

We stayed like that for the next 30 minutes until it was time for him to
return home. Once again dressed I sat downstairs alone staring at cartoons
on the TV but not really paying any attention. Rusty and I got together a
couple of more times over the break but did not have time for the good
stuff. By the weekend I was getting excited and nervous about going to
Scouts on Monday.



Joining the Boy Scouts seemed like an ok idea until I was riding in the
front seat of the car with my mom heading to my first meeting. She was
chattering away about something that happened at work but I was not paying
attention at all. I was fidgety staring out the window. I hated meeting new
people. I was not ready for this, not ready at all. We started to get to
the edge of town and I was wondering where the heck we were. She turned
right off the highway and went just a short distance down the road. She
pulled up to what looked like an old school. The place was alive with boys
in uniform running and playing everywhere. I was checking out all of the
action and sort of felt ok. I even recognized some of the boys from
school. There was an older man standing at the top of the stairs when he
looked our direction he smiled before heading our way. He had two young
Scouts hanging from his legs. Before reaching us the kids had release him
and ran off to join others.

"Hi, you must be Mrs. George and you young man must be Kevin" he said
pleasantly with a big smile while reaching out his hand to shake mine "Call
me Bernie, I'm the Scout Master of 445"

"Hi Mister Bernie" I said quietly while I shook his hand with enthusiasm

"It is just Bernie Kev"

An older kid probably in high school came bounding up to join us.

"He looks like Badger Patrol material to me Bernie" he said

"You think so Wayne?"

I felt a little strange the way Wayne looked at me. Wayne was a tall skinny
kid with bright red hair and freckles on his face I guessed to be 14 or
15. He had the Scout uniform shirt and neckerchief but had on cutoff jeans
instead of Scout pants. Wayne came up to me and wrapped his arm around my
shoulder. "Come on buddy I'll show you the digs" with that I was rescued
from the grownups as he was guiding me into the building.

"Definitely a Badger" Wayne yelled over his shoulder as we walked away.

"By mom I'll see you at 9:00"

Wayne showed me around. Troop 213 had two classrooms for its use and the
rest of the building was locked except for a Boys room. One room was just a
big open room while the other was obviously where the meetings were
conducted. A stern looking young man passed use and made his way outside
but not before he turned to me and smiled.

"Come on Scouts Troop213 is called to order" he yelled from the porch

All the boys scrambled to the last classroom. There were three rows of
benches with two on either side of a center aisle. Wayne had already taken
me to the Badger bench located in the middle row.  A small podium was at
the front of the room. The walls were decorated will all kinds of Scouting
posters and Penates. A big kid who looked even older than my big brother
was at the podium.  Soon all of the boys were at their appropriate bench.

"Ready Post" commanded the big kid and two small boys came forward one with
the state flag the other with the national flag. We said the pledge and the
flags we placed into holders.  One boy went to the front bench and the
other came over and squeezed in beside me. Some other stuff was recited in
unison by the boys. We all sat down.  It was tight with all of us on the
bench. I could feel Wayne pressing his led into mine. I looked over and he
smiled. I looked down at his half naked leg he had very fine blond hairs on
his lower leg the rest was bare.  Bernie introduced me and informed the
group my age and where in general I lived. There were a number of
announcements including one about a camp out over the upcoming three day
weekend.  The time was flying by and I was having so much fun. There were
some funny skits performed by the Wolf Patrol. Then we went to the big open
room and played games. One kid who had been eating an apple was off to the
side held up the core into the air.

"Apple core!" he shouted

"What's the score" another yelled

"Who's you friend" said apple boy

Several of the boys shouted "JIM!"

Several of the boys tackled the big kid who stared the meeting tickling him
like crazy. I guess that was Jim. He was trying to get away but it was no
use soon he gave up. Another boy found the core that was dropped in the
excitement.

"Apple core!" he shouted

"What's the score" another yelled

"Who's you friend" said apple boy two

Wayne shouted "KEV!"

All of a sudden here they came, at least ten of theme pulled me to the
ground and started tickling me like crazy. I never had so many boys
touching me before. Even though I was being tickled so bad tears were
running down my face I did not want to give but finally I had to give
in. Three boys helped me up patted me on the back and told me I was cool
for taking it for so long. One of the wrapped his arms around me tightly
lifting my feet off of the floor.

"Charge" he shouted as he ran across the room and dumped me into a pile of
other boys. We all laughed and ticked each other some more.

Bernie came into the room clapping his hands together "ok boys time to
close the meeting for the night" We all staggered back to the meeting room
and made our way to the benches. All of us in one way of another were a
mess; shirt tails out, red in the face, panting and sweating, it was
fantastic. After the meeting closed I said good bye to all of the guys and
exchanged phone numbers with some. I gave Bernie a hug good bye as he
rubbed my back.  I chattered all the way home about the meeting to my
mother. I was still at it when we got home and were out of the car. I
paused just before we reached the door.

"Thanks mom" I said sweetly and gave her a hug

The next few weeks were great and I never felt so good. I found out that
Wayne only lived a short bike ride away from my house. After the third
meeting Wayne and I were inseparable. I agreed to go to his house the next
Saturday so he could help me with getting ready for my first Scout camp
out. I called early and woke him up. I guess I was a little excited about
the campout and going to his house. An hour latter I was at his house. It
was an older house with a big porch. I cautiously approached the front door
having never been there before. The front door flew open before I knocked.

"Hay Kev come on it" Wayne said standing in the doorway in only cargo
shorts. His shoulders had a lot of freckles on them. He was really skinny
and I could see his ribs and abs. With long thin arms he reached out and
took my hand.

"Let's go to my room Kev" he said excitedly "hay Gram this is Kev a new
Scout" he said to an older lady watching the TV. She just looked up and
smiled. There was a small steep stair case that led upstairs. His room was
the only room on the second floor of the old hose and looked like an
afterthought of a single story house. His room was a mess with cloths and
toys strewn around everywhere. It stunk of boy, I loved it.

"Why don't you kick off your shoes and stay a while" he said not looking at
me but walking over to a shelf filled with model cars. I sat down on the
edge of his never made bed and started working on the knots of my Converse.

"I love building model cars" he said with a distant sound in his voice.

I finally freed my feet realizing my socks did not match, who cares I
thought. I walked over to the display to join him. I was looking at a
really cool car and he moved behind me. As I continued to take in his cars
I felt his hands come to my shoulders and he started squeezing and rubbing
me.

"Does that feel good' he whispered into my ear. I turned my head to make
eye contact smiled and shook my head yes.

"It is better without the shirt" He grabbed the bottom of my T and started
to pull it up. I put down the model car and raised my arms up over my
head. The shirt slipped off, dropped to the floor and his hands returned to
my shoulders. He moved in closer and the bare skin of his chest pressed up
against my back.

"What about your grandmother?" I asked

"What two boys without shirts in early summer, who cares. Oh and by the
way, she can't climb the stairs to my room" he giggled

I pressed back against him and his hands moved to my chest and tummy. He
started to undo my belt but I stopped him, I don't know why. He did not say
a word but just resumed his rubbing. I felt his head on my shoulder and
could feel his breath on my neck. I could also feel a big hard dick being
pushed at my butt.

"It is ok, only when you want" he whispered into my ear. I had no idea what
he meant but shook my head in agreement.

The rest of the day was fun but nothing else really sexy happened. I don't
know, I barely knew him but I knew that he wanted to be naughty. I did too
but was felt uneasy with his Gram in the house.

I learned a lot about what to expect and what to bring with me on the camp
out. I would have to be sneaky but pajamas were not allowed, only
undies. Soon I had to go. "Thanks for having me over Wayne, It was great" I
said with reflection

`Ya I liked having you over too, I hope you come over a lot" he added and
then he pulled me to him hugging me. I hugged back loving the fact that we
were shirtless, I released him. I pulled my T shirt back over my head. He
found my shoes for me but before giving them to me he smelled the inside of
each of them. I smiled and giggled he followed with his own giggling, it
was great.

I felt warm inside as I rode my bike home.

I could not wait for the weekend, Scout camping and the end of school as
well. How could it get any better, Rusty? Maybe soon when he turns 12 I
hoped.

Chapter three: Joe's Ranch