Date: Thu, 26 Feb 2015 09:34:30 -0500
From: wcmnms@aol.com
Subject: Scouts Honor - Chapter 1 - Adult Youth

	This Story is completely fictional and contains no real ties to any
person(s) or groups that may seem similar. Please be 18 and over before
moving forward. This story series will contain sexual content between
mature men and maturing young men no younger than allotted for this story
to be posted. If you have any questions, corrections or interest, you may
contact the author of this story at wcmnms@aol.com. I look forward to what
you think.

Thank you.

Scouts Honor

	John was happy that his friends would take him out on their special
day, but he did feel a bit awkward knowing they included him in almost all
of their special or romantic outings. He couldn't help but feel like a
third wheel even though they've assured him many times that he wasn't. As
he listened to his best friends talk, his eyes found themselves wandering
around the restaurant catching glimpses of the hot pepper and tomato art
that decorated the wall. The waitress, a sweet young lady who came by just
a couple minutes before to drop off some more chips and salsa which John
found himself indulging in to add a little to his already happily rotund
belly. As their meals came, they ate, talked about the snow falling
outside, and pointed out a young boy at the corner of the restaurant in a
Scouts uniform who seemed to make more of a mess than actually get the food
into his mouth. They all chuckled at the kid, but John, John saw it
endearing, more cute than messy.
	He also became curious about the silver medal around the boys neck
which he displayed every time he rustled around in his seat. Every so often
John would look over at the young man and catch him playing with his food
or trying to tell the adults at his table about how he felt sad he didn't
win. The boy saw John looking at him one time and smiled with the older man
returning the gesture. After about a half hour, John and his friends
finished their meal while the family at the corner of the restaurant got
their things ready then waited for the waitress to close out the check. As
little boy ran past John heading for the bathroom, John looked over to the
boy's parents and gave a comforting grin.
	"I wish I had energy like his and I like his uniform, my name is
John and I used to be a Pup Scout at his age. Is your son one?" John kept
the friendly grin on his face and the boy's parents gladly did the same.
	"Yes he is actually. Troop 21, just like his older brother." They
moved aside as an older boy leaned his head in and waved timidly. John had
not seem him the entire meal and waved back feeling sorry for not noticing
him before.  Their mother spoke again, "This is our oldest, his name is Ty,
he's 14 and the one that just ran past you is Brian, he's 11."
	Just as she finished her sentence, Brian came out of the bathroom
still buttoning his pants and part of his shirt sticking out of the zipper
which his father fixed right away. John extended his hand and shook Brian's
still wet smaller hand.
	"I see you have a medal, what did you win?" John asked.
	"We didn't win..." Ty walked and stood next to his younger brother
who hadn't replayed. "...It was for the pinewood derby and this older kid
won, He always wins every year. Pack 54 competed in the derby for the last
3 years and lost each time to the same kid from pack 51." Both Ty and Brian
looked down at the floor still sulking from the loss.
	"Hey! Don't be sad about that. Second place isn't something to not
be proud of. I bet you boys did an awesome job on your cars. When I was a
boy, I was in the Pup Scouts like you are and I only won one time, but then
I found out my dad cheated and put lead in the car. I was a little upset
with him, but I wanted to have fun more than I wanted to win." John's words
seemed to comfort both of the boys and made their parents look at each
other in pleasant surprise at this stranger's ability to make the boys
already feel better.
	"Hey, you know what? You seem to be well versed in handling scout
issues pretty well and you seem to have some experience, how would you like
to volunteer as a pack leader for their troop? Their old pack leader is
heading back to college and they could use a new one?" John seemed a bit
taken back by the sudden request.
	"Can I have a couple days to think about it? I mean it has been so
long and none of the boys know who I am. I know how frustrating it can be
to introduce someone new to the troop for scouts who have gotten used to
their leaders." Before John could go on, Brian tugged on his shirt and gave
a convincing grin.
	"Please mister! If you know how to make a pinewood car then you can
teach us how to make better ones!" Brian exclaimed. Then Ty gave John a
desperate glare.
	"We really want to beat pack 51 for once."
	John looked over both the boys, then looked at their parents and
nodded happily.
	"Just let me know what I have to do to get things started."
	************************************************************************
	A couple days had since John and the boy's father would meet to
complete the process of making John a scout volunteer. They had John over
for a family dinner to thank him. When John arrived, the boys insisted on
giving him a full tour of the house. Once he walked into the front door, he
was met with an amazingly beautiful full carpeted living room, with a
Nintendo attached to the TV and games splayed across the floor. Then they
took him into the kitchen which had marble counter tops and new stainless
steel kitchen appliances. In the dining room, in the cupboard sat numerous
little league trophies and scout medals. Finally they took him upstairs to
their room. A wooden bunk bed laid at the end of the room, the bottom bunk
had race cars on the blanket and pillow case and the top had super heroes.
	Ty's mother called him down to set the table and Brian excused
himself to use the bathroom that was just across their room. John scanned
around the room once more before his head turned over to the open door of
the bathroom and saw Brian lifting his shirt, his pants down around his
ankles with his underwear only half way down his legs. John tried not to
give too much attention to the boy, but couldn't help noticing how Brian's
young smooth pink tushy stood clenched as he used the bathroom. John felt
himself become warm, but shook off the thought as soon as he raised his
underwear that displayed the wonder woman insignia.
	"Oh! You like Wonder Woman" John asked curiously.
	"Yea...I get made fun of a lot because she's a girl and a lot of
the boys in the troop call me a sissy because of it." Brian looked upset,
but John reassured him.
	"Those boy's don't know what they're talking about! Wonder Woman
Could beat any of those boys any day of the week!" They both looked at each
other before Brian leaned in and gave John's girth a nice big happy squeeze
before the boy's mother called them down for dinner.
*************************************************************************
	A couple days had passed, both Brian and Ty became ecstatic
whenever their new pack leader would invite them to talk about bettering
their cars. When his uniform came in, John gladly showed it off to the
boys. They talked about how the blue and grey fabric would look even better
with badges on it like theirs. They asked him to try it on, but he hadn't
felt comfortable enough just yet. John started become a really good friend
of the family's. He attended a couple of the den meetings at the boy's
house and met some of the other boys of pack 54. Brett seemed to be a
natural born leader even at the age of 12. His yellow hair seem to match
his shoe laces which he insisted in never tying.  Luis, a child of the only
Hispanic family in the neighborhood was Brian's age. He was the quietest of
all the other boys, but the most outspoken when it came to making sure
games were played fair and lastly was Devin, He had just celebrated his
13th birthday a week earlier and already wore out his brand new shoes, but
talked with a maturity the rivaled most adults John had spoken with.
	In the last den meeting they had, the boys' father asked if John
wouldn't mind having the pack camp over on his back yard in the next coming
weekend. All those boys pleaded and gave the biggest brightest puppy eyes
they could to help sway John to laugh and agree. Both the pack and parents
were grateful they would finally have a weekend alone.  Once Friday came,
John had already bought the chocolate, gram crackers, marshmallows and hot
chocolate to be ready for the pack. He put on his uniform for the first
time that fit snugly around his thick legs and his buttons being pushed
more than he wanted them to be. As he was making juice for the group a
sudden knock came from the door. He made his way across the living room and
opened it to the tune of 5 young happy looking faces with sleeping bags
under their arms and backpacks on their backs. Brian and Ty's father shook
John's hand and handed him a slip of paper.
	"If you need absolutely anything, you can call the hotel we will be
staying at just across town."  John nodded and agreed and waved the adults
goodbye as he invited the boy's into his home for the first time. They put
their stuff in the corner of the living room and all made comments on how
good their new pack leader looked in his new scout outfit. Just then, Ty
came forward and held out a small object in his hand to present to their
new leader.
	"We wanted you to have this, we all made one for you so you would
finally have badges of your own since you're new."  All the boys went into
their pockets and presented their own special made badges to John who was
taken back and highly moved by the gesture. He got down on his knee and
took Ty's first then the rest of the boys.
	"Wow, I can't tell you boys how much this really means to me..."
They all went in and gave him a huge hug together. "...now I made all of
you juice and we can make snacks if you want!"  All the boys cheered and
sat around in the small living room talking amongst themselves while John
headed back into the kitchen. When he turned around to get some ice out of
the freezer, he saw Luis standing at the door way.
	"Hey buddy, I wanted to thank you for my badge again, did you need
anything?"  Luis looked over at the juice on the table and back to John as
he rubbed his small hand together looking a bit nervous.
	"I...I forgot to bring my bag. All my clothes were in the bag and I
don't have it and my mom and dad won't be home until tomorrow. I needed my
bag because I had my pj's in there and I'm kinda..." Luis began to blush
brightly. "...I kinda forgot to wear underwear today."
	"Is that all? Once you're in your sleeping bag you can take off
your pants, no one will see." John chuckled at the nervous boy and patted
his back. "Or if you really are worried about it I bet one of the boys
might have brought an extra pair if you really need it."  Luis gave John a
large smile and felt himself become less nervous at the idea his new pack
leader had given him. John had Luis help him bring the juice and snacks
into the living room which the boys enjoyed greatly. The night seemed to be
going very well until Brett looked outside and pointed out the snow that
had begun to fall. The pack groaned knowing that a campout outside was no
longer possible. Devin folded his arms angrily and pouted.
	"This stinks! I wanted to sleep outside!"
	"Well, we could still have as much fun sleeping inside." Luis said
trying to cheer up his friend.
	"Shut up faggot! Who asked you anyway?" Devin turned his head and
mushed it against the couch cushion.  John immediately sat next to Devin
and leaned in to make sure he wasn't going to get angrier.
	"Hey now, that wasn't a very nice thing to call your friend. I'm
going to ask you, where did you learn that word from? You know that's not a
very nice word to call someone, especially your friend."
	"His big brother calls him that..." Ty spoke up upset but in a soft
tone. "...he calls all of us that?"
	"Now why would he do that? That's not nice at all!" John felt
himself become upset himself.
	"Because he knows I like other boys..." Devin turned around with
tears welling up in his eyes. "...we all do, more than like. We knew we
were different from the other packs so we made friends with each other, but
nobody else knows, not even our parents."  John looked over at all the
boy's faces. He could tell they all waited for his reaction, waiting to see
if he would reject them like other before him. He felt himself stumbling
over his own words before he caught his breath to try again.
	"You boys are not faggots. If you like other boys that's a great
thing. You should never let anyone tell you, you are less than because of
who you love. None of you are made differently or the same, you are made
the way you were supposed to be made. I liked boys too when I was your age
and I found love with those who accepted me for who I am just like I'm
doing with each and every one of you."
	Devin looked intently at John and to his friends who all felt that
much happier in knowing they could now trust fully the older man they chose
to be their pack leader. He moved himself in closer to John and hugged him.
The rest of the night was filled with board games and turned down the
lights to tell scary stories while drinking mugs of hot chocolate. The boys
set up their sleeping bags, but john let them stay up as long as they
wanted. His smile was glued to his face as he watched the boys talk and
play. As the night drew deeper, John felt his eyes becoming heavy enough to
start to lie down on the couch.
	"Hey! You still have your pants on! You're supposed to put on
PJ's!" Brian pointed out.
	"I don't have a pair of PJ's..." Before John could finish his
sentence Brett pulled down his pants and showed off his brand new Super
Mario underwear.
	"I didn't bring mine either, when we have sleep overs underwear
feels the best!"  All the boys agreed and began to disrobe to just their
shirts and underwear except Luis who all the boys looked at.  John thought
quickly and stood up.
	"How about Luis and I play a game. The winner has to wait to take
their pants off until they're under the covers."
	The boys cheered both the players on to which John threw a game of
rock paper scissors. John reached down and unbuttoned his pants and help
the weight of his belly push out as his pants feel to the floor around his
ankles as he stood in his underwear in front of the pack. His face became
hot red as the boys hardly took notice and began to slide into their
sleeping bags. Luis smiled at him appreciating what his older friend had
done for him. He laid in his bag as John grabbed a blanket and laid on the
couch and closed his eyes. Feeling himself sinking into the couch until he
started to fall asleep. About an hour into his slumber, John's eyes slowly
peeled open as he heard a sound coming from one of the sleeping bags. He
gently maneuvered himself to make sure all the boys were alright until he
caught sight of Devin's empty bag. He scanned the other bags again as his
sight began to clear in the darkness and saw two heads sticking out of
Luis's bag. He heard both of the boys giggling until one of them became
soft quiet moans.
	"I knew you weren't wearing any underwear today. I'm sorry I called
you that. Mmmm wow yours is bigger than mine. Can I touch yours too?"
	"Yea you can. Its ok, I forgive you. Devin that feels really good."
John could feel his heart pounding in his chest knowing what the pups were
doing under Luis's bag. He half closed his eyes as Devin looked around to
see if any of the other boys were awake.
	"Yours are big, but Mr. John's looked a lot bigger..." John felt
his body heat up and shake knowing what the boys had noticed. "...Luis, I
saw something in one of my dad's movies once, can I kiss your thing?"

To Be Continued...