Date: Sun, 26 Jul 1998 05:58:46 PDT
From: bob regent <bob301@hotmail.com>
Subject: Scout Leader and the Boy

Scout Leader and the Boy

This is all a work of fiction; no events or people are even remotely 
real. I am sorry if you are offended by this fantasy, I assure you that 
is all it is. 

Bob301@hotmail.com


I noticed him the first time he came to my Scout meeting. His name was 
James and he was just 11 years old and attending a scout meeting for the 
first time. I tried not to stare at him, but from time to time he looked 
up and our eyes met. Each time they did it was like an electric shock. 

James was slightly build and small for his age. He had dark hair, 
brown-green eyes, and lovely soft golden skin! As he was just "coming 
up" from cubs he still wore his cub uniform top and shorts instead of 
the green Scout shirt and long trousers he would wear when he passed his 
basic Scout tests.

>From time to time that evening I would catch a glimpse of his inner 
curves and white underpants as he sat on the floor tying knots or 
whatever. I am not sure but I think his revealing poses were deliberate. 
He certainly did not try to change his position when he saw me looking 
at him.

I suppose I should tell you a little about myself. I am 20 years old and 
have recently moved to this area to take up a new job. My hobbies are 
keeping fit (karate and gym), and Scouting. As soon as I moved to the 
new area I contacted the local Scout association and due to my exemplary 
record in Scouts, and a shortage of Scout Leaders, I was quickly put in 
sole charge of a small local Scout troop. 

I am single and live in a flat about a mile from the Scout Hall.

Although I enjoy being with youngsters I have always sternly resisted 
any urges to do anything which would give away my "special feelings" for 
them. There was nothing to stop me looking however, and enjoying the 
company of boys.

As I settled in to my new life I got to know the boys who came to my 
Scout troop. They were the usual mixture, but generally they seemed to 
be a good bunch. The oldest boy was just turned 15 and there was no 
other leader. It was a small troop with 18 boys on the role, but quite 
often there was less than 12 at our weekly meetings. I also got to know 
James better, as he became more used to me he became more talkative and 
relaxed in my company. I suppose you could say that James and I became 
friends and he often told me his schoolboy jokes when we had a quiet 
moment.

As the months went by I learned more about James, that his mother was 
single and sometimes sent him out of the house at night so that she 
could enjoy the company of men friends. As a result, usually, James 
would stay back after our weekly Scout meeting to pass the time by 
chatting to the other boys or me. Quite often I held a Patrol Leaders 
(PLs) meeting after the regular Scout meeting. It was the chance to sit 
around drinking tea and having a chat that the older boys enjoyed. 
Knowing the situation with James's home life they where prepared to 
tolerate the younger boy sitting in with them.

We used my (the Scout Leaders) office for these meetings which by any 
measure was quite small. To save space James usually sat on someone's 
knee and as time went by it became usual for him to choose my knee. I 
can't tell you how it felt to feel his warm soft body next to mine, and 
to have his sweet scent wafting over me. Inevitably, I occasionally got 
a hard on at these meetings and I am sure that James was aware of it 
although he never mentioned it.

As summer came around we planned our annual camp. Soon the School 
holidays arrived we were off. I usually like to plan a summer camping 
ground near a lake or river and this year was no exception. We had hired 
a great campsite from the forestry commission and we set off in a 
borrowed minibus driven by one of the boy's parents. It was pretty 
cramped on the minibus and James sat on my knee for the trip, my arms 
around his waist to stop him being thrown around, my hands gently 
resting on his lap. From time to time, as the bus drove over the rough 
roads near our site, I felt the heat of James's boyhood pressing against 
my fingers. The minibus dropped our kit and us at the campsite, and 
returned to the town.

The camp was a dream, great weather, 10 boys and me in tents next to a 
slowly flowing river, and no one else for miles around. It turns out 
that James enjoyed going naked and it seemed that every time I saw him 
(when not working) he was naked, swimming, sunbathing or just hanging 
around. He looked so sweet with his sun-tanned legs fading whiter at the 
tops and his small button of sex "to be", nestling between his legs. 
Often he sat with his legs carelessly apart, the white skin of his inner 
thighs merging with his tiny ball sac skin, his penis lying up and 
across his body. He had the cutest back and bottom I ever saw. It was a 
sight to challenge my strictest resolution. 

As the camp progresses more and more of the boys followed James's 
example and started going naked when they could. First it was the 
younger boys with white and hairless bodies then the older boys with 
their neat fringes of pubic hair.

By the end of the camp even I went naked a few times swimming and then 
sunbathing near the river. When I did this I was aware that many of the 
boys especially James made a point of taking a good look at my body. I 
was pretty fit so I didn't mind.

During the camp James continued in his habit of sitting on my knee. A 
couple of times he even sat on my knee when he was naked. The other boys 
made no comment, but I thought I was going to explode. Fortunately he 
never sat on my knee when I was naked, that really would have given the 
game away!

It was not just nudity. Several times I caught two or more boys touching 
each other. They weren't worried about being discovered, or by my stern 
lecture. They simply said that they liked it and "where's the harm?" I 
tried to keep a smile from my face but by this time the boys knew me 
well enough to know I was not all that serious.

Despite all of the temptations I got through the camp without getting 
involved in any acts which may later lead to trouble. However it wasn't 
to last.

As you can imagine the camp was absolute heaven, but all too soon it 
came to an end and we did the return trip in the minibus all crammed in 
together.

I few days after the end of the camp I was spending the evening in after 
a long days work when there was a tap at the door of my flat. It was 
James and another boy of about the same age I had never seen before. 
James introduced his friend Robert and asked if he could stay awhile as 
his mother was "entertaining". A bit taken aback I agreed and the boys 
filed in. 

Robert was about the same size and age as James, but very blond with a 
step hair cut. He was wearing a tiny pair of shorts that clearly 
revealed a lightening tan higher up his long slim clean legs where he 
had been covered by longer shorts. James was wearing a tiny pair of 
shorts as well, but due to his recent nude sun bathing his beautiful 
golden legs showed little colour graduation.

 I left the boys in my small front room watching TV and went to the 
kitchen to get to glasses of orange squash for my young guests. 

Would you believe when I got back James was sitting naked on my settee 
and his friend was sprawled out on my one and only armchair? I sat next 
to James trying to ignore his naked state and watch TV. After a few 
seconds he crawled across the settee and got onto my knee. He picked up 
my wrists and placed my hands on his lap. My hands were resting lightly 
on the area where his pubic hair would soon grow and I could feel the 
slight indentation at the very base of his tummy under my fingers.  His 
smooth skin moved softly against my hands as he breathed and I felt the 
heat of his young body as he pressed against me.

Against all of my willpower I developed a hard on and knew that James 
was aware of it since the cheeks of his bum were astride my erection.

We sat for a while like that. Suddenly James turned on my lap so he was 
facing me with his legs astride me. He whispered "I know what you want" 
he undid my shirt and pulled it off and then undid the top of my pants. 
Pulling at my waistband he looked down at the rigid contents of my 
pants. My hard penis was helplessly on show to both boys.

I looked up at Robert and saw that he had removed his tee shirt, shoes 
and socks. He was sitting facing us, legs wide apart, affording us both 
an excellent view of white underpants and inner thighs. As I watched his 
hand crept down between his legs and into his underpants. He pulled the 
cloth aside to reveal his balls and a rather neat hard on. He just sat 
there legs wide apart and his beautiful boys eyes looking straight at 
me! There was a cheeky grin across his face that melted my heart.

James whispered in my ear, "just watch, Robert and I want to give you a 
show. Then it will be your turn to let us see what you can do!"

With those words he slipped off my knee and knelt between his friend's 
legs. For a few seconds his gentle boy's hands fumbled with the top of 
Robert's trousers. Undoing the fly the trousers split wide revealing 
another view of white underpants. James pulled at the waistband of 
Robert's shorts. For a second I thought they were going to stay on, then 
Robert co-operated by closing his legs and arching his back to lift his 
bottom off the chair. Roberts tiny cotton shorts now lay at my feet. Not 
satisfied James went back for the underpants tugging urgently at the 
elastic waistband.  Again Robert co-operated and the thin white piece of 
cotton slid revealingly down Robert's legs and onto the floor.

Lead by James both boys slid down onto the rug in front of the TV. Now I 
saw that I had been mistaken in thinking Robert was the same age as 
James. They were in different stages of sexual development. As both boys 
lay facing me, I saw that while James's small balls and penis was white, 
nearly matching his skin on his inner thighs, Robert's penis and balls 
had started to darken as he neared the start of puberty. Both boys were 
still without pubic hair, proudly displayed their hard ons to me.

They started by lying face, to on top of each other, rubbing their 
bodies together changing from time to time so first one was on top and 
then the other. The one lying on the floor with legs wide open the one 
on top urgently rubbing his prepubescent sex into his friend's. They 
were clearly enjoying themselves smiling and laughing the whole time.

James turned on top of Robert into a 69 position and they began to suck 
each other's balls and penises. This sucking went of for quite a long 
time the boys changing position and legs wide apart allowing me to see 
their most private parts. I especially enjoyed seeing the little ridge 
between their legs that goes down from their tiny red anuses to their 
balls.

Finally it was time for a change and Robert rolled James onto his back 
and lifted his ankles onto his shoulders. Slowly he put his face down to 
James's bottom and began to lick out his bum. After a few minutes his 
lips were on James's bum hole and his tongue (I assume) deep inside his 
hole. James seemed to enjoy this as he squirmed and rolled his eyes.

After a few minutes of this James got up and lead Robert over to my 
chair and gently bent him over the arm so his bum stuck into the air. 
After a brief and meaningful look at me James turned to Robert and 
returned put his lips on Robert's bum hole. 

It was all too much. After seeing these glorious sights I needed to get 
closer to the action. Pausing only to remove my pants and underpants, I 
slid to the floor next to the two boys. James looked at me and asked if 
I wanted a turn. At my positive reply he moved aside leaving me a clear 
run and the glorious pink bum hole floating before me. 

After a few tentative licks I slipped my tongue right into Robert's bum 
hole feeling up inside his warmth. My hands reached out and rubbed up 
and down his slim body. Finally I turned him over and took his penis and 
balls into my mouth, sucking and massaging them with my tongue. As I 
looked up at Robert I marvelled at the boyishness of him. His ball sac 
was darker that James's a sort of light nut brown. As I held his legs 
apart his ball skin moved gently as if out of his control.

James was clearly getting impatient so I turned to him and bent him over 
the arm of the settee. As with Robert I slipped my tongue inside his bum 
hole and explored him carefully. After a few minutes I turned James over 
and sucked his balls and penis, marvelling at its pre pubic freshness. I 
took the chance of a good close look at James. His clear eyes staring 
boldly at me. His slim neck and smooth skin descending onto his thin 
boy's shoulders. His ribs showing through the warm skin of his chest. I 
reached out and touched his soft tummy; I could encircle his waist, 
nearly, with my hands. My hands ran down his thighs and between his 
legs, his skin was satin smooth. I loved the gentle curve of his 
innermost thigh where his skin changed to scrotum.

"Now it's your turn", James pushed me down onto my rug onto my back. He 
took my penis in his small hand and gently licked the precum juice that 
had collected there. Opening his mouth wide he took my hot tip between 
his lips until it touched the back of his mouth. Just as I was getting 
used to the idea when he released my hard penis fell back erect across 
my tummy.

He reached into a pocket in his shorts and brought out some Vaseline. He 
rubbed it gently onto my length and onto his own bum hole. Finally he 
asked his friend to squirt some of the tube's contents up him.

Taking my rampant penis in his hands he sat facing and astride me. 
Smiling and looking straight at me as he slid my penis onto and then 
into his tight boy's hole. He sat holding the cheeks of his bum wide 
apart and arching his back to ease my passage into him. Inch by inch he 
slid down onto my penis. His small bum seemed to accept about 
three-quarters of my length, although it was a very tight fit. Slowly he 
began to slide up and down. Robert came and sat astride my face rubbing 
his young boyhood into my mouth. I accepted the challenge and took his 
penis and balls into my mouth and sucked for all I was worth.

The scene continued for a few minutes until I felt James pressing down 
on me for all he was worth. Suddenly my penis sprang through his 
sphincter penetrating deep inside him. James was sitting impaled by my 
penis, his bottom resting on my pubic hair. It was suddenly too much I 
could feel my balls tighten as my spunk was sucked up inside me, and the 
familiar about to explode sensation came to me.

Robert sensing the change swung himself off me to turn and watch events.

James continues to rub himself up and down my shaft, his bum hole was 
tight around me.  His penis hard and straight pointing at me like and 
accusing finger. Then I came, James smiling sweetly, eyes locked on 
mine, took it all deep into him.

In the quiet after the storm, James slid off me and I went off to the 
bathroom. 

When I got back James had Robert bent over my armchair. His penis was 
right into Robert, both boys wriggling and jinking about as they enjoyed 
the sensation.

Then James gave me my challenge. I had to make them both cum the way I 
had! I was not sure if a prepubic boy could cum, but I had to give it a 
try!

I sent James to my bathroom to wash himself and then started to get to 
work on Robert. I turned him onto his back, on my chair, with his knees 
wide apart and his legs doubled up near his body. I started by rubbing 
his boy's length with my fingers. Later I took his small but hard penis 
into my mouth, massaging him up and down with my lips and tongue.

As a final encouragement I slipped a Vaseline greased finger into his 
bum hole and began to massage his prostate. Slowly, oh so very slowly, I 
felt the tension building up in him. His rhythmic movements speeding up 
as he got near his orgasm. 

Without warning Robert's orgasm took over him as he writhed cried out in 
his ecstasy. I felt the pulsing with my finger deep inside him and his 
system tried to pump spunk it didn't have. Slowly the pumping became 
less intense and Robert fell quiet. It was quite a moment and it took us 
both a moment to sort ourselves out.

Then it was James's turn. Fresh and clean from the bathroom he spread 
himself out on the settee before me. Knees wide apart and high in the 
air. Ankles held in his hands close to his body. I took both balls and 
penis into my mouth and began to massage him. Remembering to slip my 
finger deep into his bum hole to rub his prostate. Being less developed 
it took longer to get James up to the required level of excitement, but 
soon his rhythm told me he was getting near. 

Like Robert, he cried out his hips involuntarily pumping his hips up and 
down in his excitement. Again I felt that pulsing deep inside him as he 
reached his ecstasy.

After a few minutes silence James turned to me with his last requirement 
of the night. Both boys wanted to see a man cum. I was turned onto my 
back and the boys began rubbing my length. I showed them the two handed 
technique. One wrapped tightly around the root of my penis, the other 
gripping my rod hard higher up and moving up and down. The boys took 
turns at this as they lacked the strength to keep the required pressure 
up for long.

They watched as I neared orgasm. My ball sac tightened squeezing my 
balls tight against my body and I felt my spunk being sucked up into me. 
I resisted cuming as long as I could enjoying the feeling of pressure 
building up inside the base of my penis.

Finally I came, my cream squirting over the three of us. The squirting 
seemed to go on forever as both boys watched fascinated. As my orgasm 
subsided both boys wanted to taste my spunk and began to lick it off 
themselves, each other and then me!

It was quite late by this time and Robert and James announced they had 
to go home. Not wishing to leave any evidence of our night's play I took 
them both to the shower and made sure they were clean by soaping them 
both down and showering them myself.

I got them both dried and dressed. By way of farewell I gave them both a 
long goodnight kiss. I couldn't resist the urge to put my hand between 
their legs in turn to feel the warm boy's mound under the thin cotton of 
their shorts.

As they left Robert thanked me and asked me if he could join my Scout 
troop and of course I said yes.

Than night as a lay in bed, I though about the future. After years of 
careful control I had given myself away to two young boys. I hoped my 
secret was safe but knew others would learn of it sometime. The issue 
was what were the consequences going to be? On the plus side I had just 
had the most wonderful experience of my life, and maybe James and Robert 
would come around again!


I hope you like my story, which of course is totally fictional. I would 
appreciate any feedback or just some chat. For example should I continue 
my story to a further episode? Feel free to send flames, they will be 
quickly binned. Please send to send to bob301@hotmail.com

Bob301