Date: Wed, 12 Mar 2008 16:51:13 +0000
From: G Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: SURREY SUMMER '83 - 3

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SURREY SUMMER '83


Chapter 3


by


G. Cutter



Well, here I am again and taking up my story where I'm in a tent in Paul
Roberts' back garden. It's a hot and humid niight and I'm straddling his
sweaty chest gently moving my stonking hardon in and out of his eagerly
sucking mouth. Just to recap a bit without getting too boring: Paul was a
novice and my other lover JP and I were experienced slags to put it
mildly. Paul was keen to learn however and had some sort of hangup about
losing his virginity and that's the big deal, not the wankies, the blows or
even the sixty niners, he was concerned about dipping his wick and having
his bum plundered... OK, so all that's crude and a bit 'earthy' as mum
would say but it's the scene setting in a nutshell.

'Go on, Paul,' I muttered, I could feel my balls tight and my heat rising,
I was going to squirt. He redoubled his efforts and his fingers dug into
the flesh on my bottom as he took me right into my fuzzy pubics and I
blasted off.

'Mmmm... mmm...' His face went red in the dim light as he gulped and
swallowed and I sagged in his hands as I felt my juices squirt and spurt
into his throat.  'Gawd,' he sucked in air and wiped my still oozing penis
around his face. 'Dirty, dirty,' he grinned and rubbed my slime coated
glans around his lips and he then flickered his tongue around it's rim
taking it back into his mouth again. 'I never thought I'd say this...'

'What,' I wriggled back onto his belly and felt his mass harden as it
touched my crack. 'Say what? Sweetheart.'

'Elf cum tastes nice.'

I laughed and rolled off to the side. He was sweet even if he did live in
some Dungeons and Dragons fantasy world half the time. He'd fit in well as
Deputy Camp Commandant at the Scout Seduction Centre up near Leith
Hill. Well, that wasn't the name but it could well be so if JP and I had
our way over the coming weeks. Jesus, a campload of sweet virginal Scouts
upto seventeen and Cubs from eleven and down, the mind boggled.

'I wondered if my favourite Wiz knows the finger spell?' I cuddled in
toying with his soft nipple feeling it and teasing until it began to
stiffen, I let my hand drift down his belly onto his penis which was
hardening again.

'Finger spell?'

'The one where you finger what you want and make it nice and relaxed... you
mentioned Ponds Cream.'

'Yeah, I did,' he turned towards me and smiled. 'Fuck time?'

'Making love time,' I whispered and kissed him on the nose and then rolled
away so that my back was against him. I felt his warm breath and his
rapidly stiffening penis press against my crack. His warm lips brushed my
neck and he pressed in. I flinched thinking he was going for it but he
gently eased me onto my belly and kissed my flank. I trembled, he was going
for it and he was so bloody big. His hand reached between my thighs and I
parted my legs.

'My Gawd,' he sighed and I felt his finger run up my crack from top to
bottom lingering on my pucker and then moving on. He shuffled around and I
heard the cap on his little pot being unscrewed and then the slipperiness
as his finger returned stroking my ring and then gently pushing in.

'Aaaah,' I flinched. It wasn't a moan of pain, I was beyond that. It was
one of satisfaction as I felt his rigid finger delve inside me and move to
and fro exploring and coating my inside. When he rubbed against my prostate
I pushed up onto his movements and flexed my fanny.

'Steady,' he whispered. 'You nearly nipped my finger off.'

'A wizard and a fuckin' comedian,' I grinned into the clothing my head was
resting on, encouraged he started to make circular motions easing and
relaxing my tight little ring. I would have risked it there and then but I
played safe and just whispered... 'Now two.'

He understood straight away and after a few moments he slowly withdrew his
finger and smoothed it up and down my crack. 'So tight,' he whispered and
reached out dimming the light a little. I relaxed feeling the slightest of
breezes on my exposed pucker and then I felt a larger pressure. This time I
did groan and clutch the bedding as he worked two fingers inside me and
really started to finger fuck. He withdrew once and I felt the loss, I was
as hard as a rock humping into the sleeping bag and his fingers returned
with more oil and opened me up again. There had been a little pain but he
was gentle and he wouldn't deliberately hurt me. 'God, I'm so hard,' he
whined.

'Snap,' I giggled and clamped on his fingers. 'Try it on our sides.'

His fingers withdrew slowly and I almost felt my sphincter snap shut but he
grasped my hip and pulled me onto my side and snuggled up. I tensed and
then tried to relax as I felt his erection push between my cheeks. I must
admit I was frightened for once, the damn thing felt huge. He held it and
moved it up and down inside my crack and I felt a little push against my
ring. 'That's it,' I croaked nervously. Bloody stupid thing to say I know
but this was his first time. 'Nice and slow, Wiz boy.'

He nuzzled at the back of my neck and I relaxed totally and then willed
myself to push out as if trying to muster a fart. The pressure came and I
nearly cried out as I felt my anal muscles stretch almost to the verge of
splitting and then his bulbous glans well oiled and slippery as hell
entered. I froze. I could feel this huge or what seemed huge lump in me and
then he pushed again. My pucker eased and I felt his warm breath as pushed
in a little further. I reckoned he had about an inch or so in me but I
didn't know, all I did know was that it was hard, thick and hot and it also
stretched me to my limit. I must have been mad, I was a slightly built lad
and he was a big one by anyone's standards but he moved to and fro and
gained a little more. His movements were so slow and he had brilliant
control, instead of losing it and shagging like mad he took it slow and
moved in and out gaining a little at each move.

I wriggled back on him, I was strained and stretched but not in real pain
and I clamped and relaxed my bum as he sank into me deeper and deeper. To
be honest, I didn't think I could take it at first but I was confident now
as he munched my neck groaning in pleasure.

'God, Elfy, you are so fuckin' tight, so incredibly hot,' he shuddered and
held me tightly... in response I pushed back a little and felt him move a
little faster. Must be half in now I thought, the wizard dick going where
no dick has gone before, or deeper at any rate. He held me steady with one
hand on my hip and the other slid under holding the other hip and he really
started to move. I could feel the heat from his body and finally I felt the
brush of his soft pubics on my bottom and he sighed again. 'So tight,' he
mumbled and trried to force me over onto my belly. Why not? I rolled taking
him with me and opened my legs and he slid in like a true lover.

''Aaaaah,' I gasped as suddenly he pressed in this time and it was deep, I
could feel his belly in the small of my back and his huge cock was totally
encased in my flesh. 'Jesus,' I moaned and clamped on his hardness as he
lay there with his full weight kissing the back of my neck. 'You in yet,' I
forced a chuckle.

'Cheeky Elf,' he grinned and then I felt the whole thing start to slip from
me and then he pushed it back in. I think he liked that as he repeated it
and then did it again. God it was so bloody long and I thought Bill was a
bit of a struggle. 'OK?'

'Yeah, I'll live,' I groaned and gave a little push up onto his fleshy
spear.  'Put something under my gut to lift me up a bit.'

He dragged some of the discarded clothing under me and started to move
again, this time I was more used to it and encouraged him by pushing up
into his thrusts and he started to go faster and harder. It felt like a
bloody great tree trunk inside me but I liked it, I'd like to say I'm not a
natural bottom but I'd be telling lies. The feel of his thick cock slipping
in and out, the slippery but almost solid glans scouring the side of my
anus, rectum and all the rest of it was such a turnon and he settle to
sliding a bit out and back in again, a regular fuck.

'This is heaven,' he sighed and tried to kiss me as I craned my head
around. I felt his lips on the side of my mouth and felt myself moan and
gasp egging him on. He reacted, of course he did, harder and faster until
he was pressing me into the sleeping bags at each thrust. I was so bloody
hard it was amazing, it must have been his thick erection stimulating my
prostate but whatever it was, it was wonderful.

'I'm cuming, I'm cuming,' he wailed.

'Stop. Stop.' I hissed and he stopped immediately like a well trained lover
should. He felt absolutely huge inside me I'm sure it had both swollen and
grown. 'Hold steady, go doggy mode.'

'What?'

'Up,' I pressed up against him and cursed for forgetting he wasn't JP, he
had no idea what I was talking about but then again, JP couldn't give me
what Paul had stuck inside me. I settled onto my hands and knees and he
knelt behind me still frozen but still firmly in situ to get all posh. Not
many people use 'in situ' when they talk about the Frozen Doggy Mark
1. 'OK?' I craned my head around and looked at him in the gloom. What I
could see was absolutely gorgeous, determined expression, sweaty torso
outlining his belly muscles and then darkness when I craned around a bit
more to see where he joined me. 'Now... fuck me,' I sobbed and dropped my
head.

He was up with me, he gently ran his hands up my sides from my waist to
under my arms and then back again taking a firm grip on my hips and he
ground his huge cock up into my bum and then he started.  I'll never forget
it, I've had many boys and youth since then but he was the best, he rammed
into me shaking my teeth and the sound of his sweaty body slapping against
mine must have been heard down the street. My arse was stuck up in the air
and he hammered away as if he was in some sort of a race and at the end of
it he just said. 'Here we go.'

I pushed back onto him as I felt his huge lump seem to swell which may have
been my imagination but he slowly fucked and seemed to pump his warm, messy
and slippery load of spunk deep into my gut. I pushed back on the damn
thing as he screwed in and kept fucking as he filled me. At the end his
glutinous slime was running down the inside of my thighs and we fell
together onto the sleeping bags like a pair of dead men.

''Did the earth move for you?' I whispered moments later stiffling a
giggle. I could feel his big cock softening inside me and didn't want it to
leave but you have to be reasonable. I winced as he slipped free with a
horrible sucking sound and he rammed my t-shirt between my legs. Yeah,
cheers for that one Paul.

'Yeah, it was earthquake time,' his voice shook. 'It was beautiful,' he
said in a dreamy voice.

'I'm as hard as a bloody chocolate frog,' I whined putting on a bit of an
act and rolled onto my back, We'd worry about the mess tomorrow, tonight
was a night for sex.

'Wanna do me?' He mumbled.

'What?'

'You heard,' he rolled over onto his belly and opened his legs. 'I want you
to, I want to know how it feels... and I think I love you.' He said it so
quicky it took a minute to sink in.

'Love you too, Paul,' I bent over to kiss his firmly muscled bum and then
clambered between his legs just laying on his back nuzzling at his scruffy
hair. 'I love you and JP, now that is shit.'

'I don't mind playing second fiddle but just remember what I said.'

'You remember what I said as well.' I lay on him with my stiffy between his
legs and slowly rubbed up and down just under his hole. 'I said I loved
you.' He was silent as I fumbled around and found the Ponds, the night had
a way to go yet.

I scooped some of the white cream out of the pot with two fingers and
rubbed it up and down and then around his twitching pucker and slowly
pushed the same two fingers into his bum. He gasped and cluthched the
makeshift pillow but he was built bigger than I was and slowly relaxed as I
slowly inserted my fingers and made circular motions stretching him and
easing his passage.

'Come on Elf, I want the real thing,' he growled shoving his beautiful arse
up onto my thrusts. That was good enough for me, I slowly withdrew my
fingers and wrapped my fist around my straining pecker but my young body
was producing enough self lube so I lined up and smooching the back of his
neck I dropped my hips. 'Jeez...' he jerked as I slid in effortlessly (at
least it was for me). He groaned but I had him pinned and I was up there
again at those pearly gates. His tightness and heat gripped me and I'd
deflowered a virgin if you do that with boys. He moaned lowly but didn't
say anything as I forced my hips down into his softeness and my dick sank
into his welcoming flesh, at last I lay on his back with my legs between
his and pushed in harder until I couldn't go any further.

'Alright?' I croaked kissing the side of his neck.

'It was a bit of a shock,' he admitted with a little chuckle into the
pillow. 'Weird... nice though,' he experimentally flexed. I felt him move
beneath me but I stayed perfectly still feeling him move and his glorious
arse clamped on me hard. 'I dunno what to say.'

'Say what's in your heart,' I said. Yeah, orrite, I know it sounds so naff
but I was up inside a beautiful sixteen year old and not many twelve year
old kids get into that situation, certainly not as a thirteenth birthday
present.. 'Say what you want, Wiz,' I gave a little dig.

'Make love to me, Elfy,' he giggled. 'There, I said it.'

'Here cums the Elf squad,' I grunted and started to move. It wasn't going
to take long, I was so hot and horny I was surprised I hadn't popped
already. I moved in and out and he was soooooooooooo tight and hot I could
have done it all night. Well, cancel that last, I couldn't because my nuts
were up tight and my dick itched like hell. A couple of minutes later I
felt my heat rising and I blasted off. I groaned in near pain as I felt my
hot cum splat up inside him and his bum clamped and eased as if he was
milking me. He pushed up hard as I pushed down and I fed him my love and
boy cum until we came to a halt.

'Jeez, you cum loads,' he spoke but his voice was shaky. 'Good Elfy, if I
have babies you're in deep trouble.'

'You and me both,' I giggled and snoogled the back of his neck until he
clamped up and expelled my wilting cock and turning grabbed me in a bear
hug.

'What now?' He grinned just before slippng his tongue into my mouth tonsil
hunting.

'We sleep,' I managed to get out minutes later. 'Sleep and cuddle, lover
boy.'

'That sounds better than Wiz,' he smiled at me fondly and turned off the
lamp.

I slept like a log. I don't know about you but when I'm under canvas I tend
to wake up at odd hours wanting a piss, or with a sore hip especially when
you lay on your side but I lay in Paul's arms and slept like the proverbial
log. If I did wake up it was to feel his warm breath on my neck and his
semi hard monster nestling in my crack so I did a wriggle of my bum and
slept on.

We were both awoken by someone or something standing on us and opening my
eyes I saw this monster drooling on me. Bloody hellhound Max had appeared
out of nowhere and I could hear chat outside the tent.

'Who the fuck's that?' Paul grumbled and moved back a bit, the fact that we
were naked and curled up with a sleeping bag under and one over must have
escaped his fuddled mind, we were hardly being 'good' boys.

'JP at a guess,' I laughed trying to fend Max off who seemed intent on
getting under the top layer with us.

'JP with Bill and Max,' JP's head appeared throught he flap. 'You dirty
pair,' he crowed. 'Married now?' He asked brightly seeming totally
unconcerned that his boyfriend had been shagging all night but then again
he was making a play for Bill no doubt. 'Bill's offered us a day up the
site if we want, he's got grub and al lthe rest of it.'

'Where's my mum and dad,' Paul looked worried as he crawled to the tent's
entrance and stuck his head out. 'Hi Bill,' he added weakly.

'I had a cup of tea with them but your dad's gone to work and your mum's
gone shopping. I told her I'd probably take you up the camp site and bring
you back later.'

'Good,' Paul seemed relieved. 'I gotta go to the toilet,' he scrabbled
around for his shorts.

'You and me both,' I muttered. my catchphrase

'Do your stuff and we'll wait in the car,' Bill grinned quite happily as we
staggered from the tent now wearing shorts and looking dishelved but decent
at least. The bloody dog was going mad trying to get up inside my legs but
Bill put him on his leash.

'I'll go and square off mum,' I decided. 'Twenty minutes, half an hour,
Bill?'

'Fine, JP can play with my dog,' he smirked leaving us to it dragging the
over randy dog Max, perhaps I should say dogs as he took JP with him but my
Jean didn't need any dragging, the slut.

'See you in a bit, lover boy,' I looked at Paul. 'Feeling alright?'

'Top of the world, Elfbrat,' Paul smiled. 'See you in half an hour.'

An hour later we were decent and looked civilised as we climbed the dirt
road leading to the camp. Max had pride of place in the passenger seat and
we three boys were in the rear. It was still hot and sunglasses were the
order of the day, JP had a headband on which made him look a bit of a
pirate, a poofy pirate but it suited him. He really was a sweet but he was
hooked on Bill. I grinned at peace with the world, he could have his Bill
for a while, I had my friend, the Wizard of Hot Cock and even hotter sex.

I think Bill was a bit surprised to see a county electricity van there as
they weren't due until Wednesday but it was good news. We could have the
boiler flashed up and hot water not to mention the lights and kitchen back
to a useable condition nice and early. He got from the car and we guarded
Max whist he did the business and then came the brief tour. Well, we knew
the place pretty well but this was the official bit and I'm going to tell
you as you need to know your way around.

'OK, lads. I might be telling you things you know but I want you to
appreciate the size of the site and the capacity for guests or happy
campers as we will call them,' he grinned. 'We are at the entrance which is
the West Gate and in fact is the only gate. The site is approximately half
a mile long and maybe a couple of hundred yards across... call it a couple
of football pitches in width and very long. Boys, it is fuckin' huge and
large chunks down the end are overgrown.' He propped himself against his
Landrover and spread a map on the bonnet. 'All you need is here just inside
the gate... the Site Office, behind that the four cabins which we'll visit
in a little while. Next door to the office is the shop which will be manned
by a series of volunteers through the season and is open six days a week
from around nine until four in the afternoon.  It's basically a Tuck Shop
for the boys and also does basics like toothpaste, soap and whatnot... if
you want anything they'll pick it up when they're in town. Next to that the
Cafeteria with the kitchen on the end and more on that later.'  He paused
and flattened his map making sure we were paying attention. Satisfied he
pressed on. 'The long hut behind the Cafeteria is the Dormitory or
Bunkhouse which JP and Peter know all about, the toilets and shower room
are tacked onto that.' Of course, Paul and JP had to laugh but I managed to
keep a straight face... nothing funny about being captured sexing.

Then our own little lake, Baden Lake, which is free for all both staff and
Scouts but there is one important point you need to be aware of and I
haven't mentioned this before...' He paused and looked at us expectantly.'

'Well, go on,' JP laughed. 'Don't keep us in suspense. Betcha you've got a
torture chamber.'

'I wish,' Bill grinned. 'The Scout Movement has certain obligations and
deals with the British Naturist Society so Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday
will be optional naturist days... note I say optional.'

'What nudisty you mean. Bollocky buff?' Paul looked shocked.

'Well, it is the liberated eighties,' Bill smiled. 'As I've said it is
optional and all the visiting Troops have signed up to that.' He started to
fold his map. 'No boy will be forced to go naked if he doesn't want but I
suspect kids seeing their mates enjoying a bit of freedom with their bodies
will join in.'

'Pedo's paradise,' Paul muttered.

'All the staff have been vetted,' Bill grinned. 'Kids also tend to watch
out for their pals I do believe.'

'Yeah, nosey little bastards,' I grinned. 'What about boy on boy?' I
asked. 'Older boys on younger?'

'Come on, Peter,' Bill laughed. 'That happens and always will when you have
a large group of kids buggering about in woodlands, tents and Christ knows
what else.'

'Course it does,' JP sprung to his boyfriend's help. I just stared at him,
it looked like JP had defected big time. No matter, he'd come back and I
had my Paul to keep me warm at nights.

'We're not expecting more than four Troops at any one time,' Bill slung the
map in the car and let Max out who had been lolling out of the window, the
dog made a dash for the pond and was gone. Thank God. I was getting a bit
paranoid with a cold nose up my knickers every five minutes.

'What's that stuff the other side?' Paul pointed over to past the gate,
presumably the north if I had it right.

'Kid's play area for what it's worth. We can have some relays, sack races
and that style of thing when we get going. Maybe have a games afternoon
once or twice a week...  Troop against Troop competitions and the like. We
can try and set up a football pitch, maybe a five a sider.'

'On nudey day,' JP suggested.

'Good thinking, Pratman,' Bill laughed. 'We'll have a look at the cabins
and I have some stuff in the office for lunch.

We had a look in the cabins which Bill opened up with his keys. It was
obvious that he and Max has spent at least one night in the first one. The
sleeping bag on the bed and dog bowl was a bit of a give away. These
weren't the chalet type you see on the coast. These were like miniature log
cabins like you see in cowboy films, nice and strong and they had a huge
double bed in them with two mattresses on each bed. Weird but I suppose
that was in case anyone wanted to sleep on the floor rather than up with
company. I know where I'd rather sleep. Anyway, this one had a sign on the
door indicating it was the Warden's. The second and third were empty apart
from the bed and the fourth had two beds in it leaving little room for
anything else. They were dusty and musty but dry and that was the main
thing. They had the bed and minimal furniture in common and that was it
although they did have small fireplaces and a smokestack which might come
in handy on chilly nights but still very basic and very much places to tart
up yourselves if you wished to use them.

'I'll put the Early Working Party in the end one,' Bill said. 'So before
Friday night we need to sling some bedcovers which I have in for them and
give .them a bit of a clean up. At least they'd be close to the toilets and
shower block.'

'The one with he self locking padlock,' I remarked and Bill smiled.

'So if we work towards me having the one I have, Paul using the second,
Pete and JP the third and the early mob the fourth... first job for
Thursday.' We all nodded agreement.

'I've got a problem with the eating arrangements, I'm confused. I thought
Scouts did their own cooking and all the rest of it,' Paul looked at Bill,
JP and me.

'What happens with the boys now is that they can look after themselves but
we prefer them to eat at the cafeteria for at the very least a light lunch
and a cooked evening meal, it saves them buggering about cooking, messing
the site up and for that matter starving. It's costed in so they can live
as rough as they like but food it there. We have two chefs and a lad
arriving Friday and they'll come in and out every day. Marcus Massey, the
Boss chef, says that the boy, who is his fourteen year old nephew might
prefer to stay up here and I'm sure we can squeeze him in.'

'What's he like,' Paul was clearly looking at the possibility of an
umwanted cabin mate.'

'No idea,' Bill grinned. 'But I know Marcus and I didn't know he had a
brother let alone a nephew.'

'Say no more,' JP laughed.

'Let's eat, at least the stuff will be cool now the fridges are on.'

We trooped to his office which was tidy if also sparsely furnished, we
found seating and were offered cold pork pies, sandwiches and Cokes... OK,
frugal but we were just about campers now so we'd best look to losing some
weight in the near future. Things began to get clearer as Bill rambled on
and assaulted us with charts and a running order. It started off in the
early season reasonably quiet which pleased him as it would give a chance
for the catering and other functions to shake down. Firstly the four guys
on a working week and a rent free fortnight as a reward, they were due to
be dropped off Friday evening by one of the parents. These had been
specially selected by Bill himself and he didn't have too much to say other
than they were 'good kids', Two Troops one of ten and one of fifteen would
arrive Monday, the ten came from the 35th North London and the fifteen from
the 1st Bristol Sea Scouts which seemed a bit odd unless they were getting
boats out on the pond. Anyway, twenty five kids ranging from eleven to
sixteen or so Bill had been told. His own guys were a sixteen year old with
a thirteen year old brother, a thirteen year old mate and a twelve year
old. A good mix if outranking myself and JP on the age front . It would
work, the only thing for JP and myself to decide when the place officially
opened whether to go for a week or two. I had the idea that if we jumped in
feet first and went for a month we'd probably get a cabin for the duration
instead of buggering about in a tent. Let's face it, a cabin was a sight
more comfortable and also a damn sight better for entertaining and both JP
and myself were set on doing that especially after the missed opportunities
of the previous season. We did alright small time but we could do a lot
better with a cabin.

'Not very big Troops, I thought they were about thirty or fourty kids to a
Troop,' Paul commented flicking through the paperwork.

'A lot are,' Bill said. 'The thing is some go on holiday with their
parents, some are wimps, they don't even like camping so you never get a
full strength Scout Troop.'

'Jeez, I'm hot,' JP moaned.

'Time for a swim,' Bill rose to the bait as JP knew he would.

We didn't waste time, the electricians had gone and the place was deserted
again save for we four and the missing Max. Bill had a couple of old heavy
bedspreads in his office which we took out and spread by the pond which
Bill told me was officially called Baden Lake in honour of the founder. I
suppose I was at fault calling it a pond in the first place as it was a
damn sight bigger than the one down the road at the old Lodge, I don't know
where the water fed from but it always looked clean and it had a runaway
trrickling excess into a little stream that ran downhill into the woods so
it originated it's own water, it must have an underground spring in it
somewhere. We spread the covers out and quick as a flash JP was in the
water and we followed one by one. It was good, we'd had over an hour solid
of lecture and what Bill called induction (which sounded grossly medical to
me), we'd had a lengthy tour and hadn't really got past the huts but now it
was time to relax. Looking at the way JP was performing with an erection
already bobbing around relaxation was far from his mind. Personally I'd
settle for one of the dusty cabins and Paul in my arms for an hour. I
wanted to do him again and he could do me as many times as he liked.

We spent time in and out of the water but PJ was first to flop out with
Bill in close pursuit. the next thing I saw was PJ on his belly with Bill
applying sun tan lotion which had to be the prelude to something better.

'Not shy are they,' Paul chucked as he moved up and down in the water and
purely by accident you understand his hot cock rubbed up and down my crack.

'Why should they be,' I reached back and grabbed his hips pulling him into
me. 'The place is deserted.'

'Suntan lotion, mmm... Do you burn, Elfy?'

'Not normally,' I grinned, 'but we can pretend,' I pressed back hard
against him feeling his big fat cock slip between my legs. 'Come on Wiz,
use that magic wand of yours.'

'Silly cow.'

'I know,' I broke free and ran ashore tugging the other spread a little
distance from the first where Bill was massaging his oil into JP's sweet
white arse. JP true to himself lay there with a big soppy grin on his face
and I suspected thing were going to get out of hand very shortly. I was as
hard a pipe myself and carefully positioned it under me as I lay down... no
point in snapping the peg before the action after all. The bonus here was
that the bloody dog had gone missing probably chasing rabbits or squirrels
but as long as he didn't have his cold nose up my jacksie I didn't really
care.

Bill tossed the suntan lotion across to Paul and continued with his oiling
up job on JP but this time he was between my pals legs doing him slowly and
very sensually from his shoulders dow to the top of his crack. Suddenly JP
jerked and I saw that Bill's fingers were in my chum's bottom, the action
had begun.

'Jesus, how blatant can you get..?' Bill hissed in my ear.

'Get that cock of your's much closer and you'll be doing blatant,' I
whipered back. 'Get to it, Wiz.'

'Alright,' he sniggered and squirted the oil from my shoulders, down my
back and then parting my cheeks a little he put some in there as well.  I
was oily enough for deep frying but it was nice and Paul was between my
legs straight away doing his work. Glancing over I saw that Bill had
pointed his prick at the pucker as us pseudo Scouts say and a moment later
an expression of bliss came over his face as he quite clearly penetrated
his little blonde bombshell... my boyfriend. PJ gasped and clasped the
shorts he was using for a pillow and then relaxed as Bill started to slowly
move.

I wriggled around under Paul's oily hand willing him to hurry up and for
once my mindforce worked. I'd have it going full blast by the time I was
twenty and robbing banks and shagging everything under sixteen in
sight. Well, in the imagination maybe. I'd read a pretty heavy Dan Simmons
book about mind vultures but I couldn't remember the name. But what a gift,
mind control. The idle thoughts promptly disappeared as I felt Paul's
fingers enter me but only for a very brief stir around and then they
withdrew and I felt his huge lump press up against me.

Thank God it was easier this time but it still gave me a bit of a
shock. Moments later I was lost in lust as he he had it half in and started
to fuck. Looking to my right again I saw that both Bill and JP had paused
and were watching Paul's performance (and mine I hasten to add). 'Don't
stare, it's rude.'

'So's fucking boys,' JP giggled but I didn't care, I wasn't fucking anyone,
I was on the receiving end. Innocent in Law was the way I saw it... yeah,
right.

'You orrite,' Paul whispered.

'Yeah,' I gave a little shove up with my bottom just to reassure him.

'Mmmm...' Paul lifted my hips a ittle, spread my legs even further and
started to move more firmly and with more thrust.

'Aaaah...' I grabbed the bedspread as I felt another inch or so slip in me
and he began to fuck for real. Gawd, he was like a machine his hot flesh
speared me time and time again and I got carried away with it. I was
turning into a size queen was one fleeting thought as I rammed back up onto
his thrusts and finally I heard his sweaty belly slap on my spine.

'Yesss...' He grunted as he bottomed and with his arms wrapped around me he
forced himself so deep and hard I thought his glans was going to pop out of
my mouth and then it was go, go, go., as he hammered and slapped into my
sweaty and oil covered bottom.

'Harder, harder,' I called out as he rammed in for the last time and felt
his thick prong swell and then his hot splashes spurted up inside me and I
sagged as he kept fucking, At last he gently pressed me down and we lay on
our sides facing the others. I could feel his hot flesh still inside me and
his goo trickling from my loose hole onto the spread.

'Wow,' JP looked shocked. 'That was amazing.'

'Surely was,' Bill still stuck into JP agreed and started to move
again. They must have stopped their mating just to watch us perform. I
grinned tiredly and pushed back onto Paul who gave a little prod and
stirred lazily in my cum flooded gut.

We watched Bill see to JP, lots of sound and fury but not as good as
ours. JP pushed himelf into a doggy crouch and Bill went up with him
slapping into my pal's yielding bottom with sweaty and regular
thwacks. Paul and I raised an ironic little cheer when Bill obviously cum
if the clenching of his buttocks and the groaning were anything to go
by. In the end they fell on their sides still joined as were Paul and I and
looked across at us with tired smiles.

'Let's go,' JP spoke and I knew exactly what he meant. Together we slipped
free and made a dash for the toilet block followed by catcalls as we did
the shuffle. That's the one where you try to run with a bellyload of spunk
and keep your legs together at the same time. We rushed into adjoing
cubicles and did what we had to and then tried the showers. Amazingly
enough they were tepid and we shared one getting rid of the smell and the
muck. Glorious.

'No soap, no towels,' I moaned as I felt JP wriggle against me, the little
bastard was up for it again. I feached down and grabbed his hot hardness
and moved it to and fro.

'I gotta fuck,' he breathed heavily against me and rubbed up like a horny
little dog.

'Well, I'm sure Bill won't mind.'

'Aaaw, when do I get a go at Paul,' he whined.

'Birthday night,' I whispered. 'We can both do him and then...'

'Yeah..?' He asked eagerly.

'I reckon he'll give you a good seeing to.'

'Brill,' he cackled. What about tonight and Tuesday.'

'You'll have to do with me,' I grabbed his slippery body. 'Don't let's
forget even with Bill and Paul around for a while you're my bitch.'

'You wish,' he laughed out loud and pushed me. 'Fuckin' elves, they're all
femme.'

'Pixies are butch then?' I grinned. Jeez, Paul's insanity was
catching. 'Come on, let's go and shag 'em then I need to eat.'

'You and your belly,' he mumbled and turned off the shower. It was still
sunny, there was still loads of afternoon and two elderly (or slightly
older) bums that needed some twelve year old cock. They must be mad, I like
something older and a bit meatier, sixteen sounded about right.

Christ, it must be hell being old, both Bill and Paul were worn out after
their efforts or they seemed that way. Both were sleeping or dozing and
both did the girly bit when JP and I shook cold water over them and lay
back down.

'Nice shower?' Paul turned towards me and smiled. 'Nice clean little Elfy.'

'Nice horny little Elfy,' I corrected. 'Listen Wizman... my birthday
night. 'How's about you look after JP and me and then JP has the hots for
your bottom.'

'Sounds good, but it'll cost you...' He stretched his arms above his
head. 'What about some Elf cock?'

I looked over and saw that JP as usual was well in front. He was inside
Bill and slowly moving to and fro, Bill had his eyes closed and looked to
be asleep apart from the fact I could see him pushing back onto his little
lover's advances. I could never understand how JP who really did look femme
at times managed to fuck so many butch people. He must have the knack. The
last schooly he'd got romantic with had gone all bottomy on him but when
the same kid was passed onto me he fucked me silly. Weird.

I parted Paul's legs and it was like coming home, one gentle prod into his
sweaty crack and I was in and moving, he gave contented little moans as I
sank into his sweet flesh and started straight away to fuck. No romantic
chit chat, no foreplay or preamble just a quick bit o' loving. I had the
need and I couldn't waste time otherwise I'd be wasting my precious seed to
get all biblical about it. I rumped and pumped his firm sixteen year old
arse until he began to groan for real and then I climaxed. It was a nice
one, a big one which shot up into his innards and left us both gasping and
shattered.

I looked over and JP was humping away at Bill and his white arse now
turning a delicate shade of red went down and stayed down. I saw his cheeks
clench and a squeaky little groan and it was all over. Honour satisfied,
everyone de-rocked or had got their rocks off to be more grammatical. Time
for a swim.

We had another hour in the pool and polished off any spare food laying
around. Whilst Bill stooged around doing what he had to do in his office we
had a wander through the site which is not what we did when we'd been up
here before. We'd always poked and pried around the buildings as kids do
and used the pool or the lake as we were now calling it. Each allocated
spot for camping was clearly defined by a marker and you can't get much
clearer than that and it seemed that the limit was six troops or parties. A
lot of boys but that would vary as clearly some groups would be larger than
others. One point was that the furthest flung Troops would have the longest
walk to the amenities but then again they had the better spots. It was
quite rocky and there were nicely spaced mature trees towards the end of
the site and I thought it would be a good place for orgies but then again
that was the way my mind worked. In the end we strolled back, it had been a
long day and to be honest I'd had enough.

Bill and Max were ready at the car and after arranging to do a further run
up with most of the gear we needed we also fixed up for the final pickup on
Thursday morning. My birthday would have been done and I'd be facing the
camping season as a brand new thirteen year old, at least I could boss JP
around as he had another three weeks to wait.

The next couple of days we stooged around not doing too much, Bill
collected Paul once and they disappeared for the day which made me jealous
but I needed to get over that. I was in a menage a quatre in a manner of
speaking and it was pretty obvious that Bill would be dipping into the
kitty now and then... sorta the 'droit de seigneur' you read about at
school (well, we did). It's a pretty good incentive to get up the totem
pole rather than squat on the bottom, part of the capitalist society I
suppose. Incidently Bill was a bit of a mystery. It was pretty obvious that
he was part of the Scout Movement but he seemed to have a lot of say and
furthermore (which is a posh word) he seemed to have stax o' dosh (which is
Medieval English for being loaded). Anyway, enough of flashing my Weald
Grammar creds, JP and I were clear of that for a couple of months and we
could let our hair down and mix.

First up the two chefs and their boy who would be taking the kitchen out of
mothballs a bit like the forces do now and then, Friday night the four kids
of so called Early Working Party would arrive and on Monday the first two
Troops of Scouts. The early guys interested me as Bill had said he knew
them well but how far did that go, time for an Eric Idle; nudge, nudge,
wink, wink I suspect.

My birthdays never amounted to much and that was mainly down to me rather
than my parents, I was told that as a child I was a bit of a surly sod (my
dad's words) and it wasn't until I met and became friends with JP that I
started to act like a normal boy... yeah, right. The point was neither JP
nor I bothered too much, we had a few mates around and ate, and ate, and
ate and made a mess.

This time there was JP there naturally enough, a couple of mates from down
the street and a couple from school and we just buggered around in the
garden, up in my room then back in the garden and then had a slap up meal
followed by a couple of video nasties as they called them at that time. I
was one of those who found it intensely embarassing giving presents and
even more so receiving presents . Mind you I did have a couple of the lads
marked down for future investigation but that was more on a personal level
if you follow. My buddy JP would help out there, he loved a
challenge. Anyway, it was getting dark by the time everyone drifted off and
JP and I were helping mum with the cleanup. We both had permission to camp
out with Paul and in the morning we three would be decamping well and
truly... we were off into the wild blue yonder, Narnia, Fantasia, call it
what you like but it was around five miles away and that's a long way away
from kith and kin when you're a kid. I'd be so homesick with Paul inside
me, JP stuck in my mouth and squadrons of Boy Scouts flying around all
trying to rape and ravage... I got quite sticky thinking about it.

I had the curious thought earlier when JP was doing his usual camp act with
the other lads, my guests incidently, or his. What if he'd have been a
girl? The amount of sex we'd had he would have been pregnant and bearing my
child then the shit would have hit the fan. The papers, disgrace, locked up
and all the rest of it. The only consolation was that with beautiful
parents the child would have been a darling and a little lad, of
course... just as well we were both boys I suppose.

I just thought I'd toss that thought into the pot.

We crept into Paul's tent, our fearless leader with the Gaz lamp, both JP
and I had torches to be on the safe side and a pot of the trusty lube. We
stripped off and lay there having a little cuddle until we heard silence
(or didn't hear it to get technical).

'Paul and I had a natter earlier,' JP whispered although we were a fair
distance down the garden.

'Yeah?' I stroked Paul's smooth leg in the dark and cuddled in, I was in
the middle by the way with JP's smaller body pressing in from the other
side.

'Yeah,' Paul spoke and I heard the laughter in his voice. 'Seeing it's your
birthday we decided you should get the fucking, I'll catch Pixy boy up at
the camp.

'Oh.' Well, there was little else to say. They were both on me anyway and I
had no chance against two of them. The first one to go was JP and as Paul
got his knees either side of my head and dangled his meat into my mouth he
also held my legs in the air so that my arse was there for the plucking to
be polite. JP didn't waste any time, he knew I was used to him, he smeared
some of the lube on my rig and he was in me like a ferret into a
hole. Jeez, he was quick and pretty brutal, he must have been hyper on
Pepsis and whatnot as he went away like an animal and I was fucked
literally. JP hammering away at my fanny and Paul's outsided lump of meat
slipping in and out of my mouth. Not quite what I'd planned on but who
cared... we were doing it and it had been a couple of limp days after all.

'Yeah, yeah, yeah,' JP chanted as he went faster, harder and deeper.

'Sssssh.' Paul giggled and reaching over pulled my cheeks even further
apart for JP's assault.

'So nice,' JP whispered and then rammed in so hard he made my teeth rattle
and I nearly bit Paul's pride and joy. A sudden nothingness and then I felt
JP throb inside me and the warmth as his slippery juices squirted into my
gut. He tried to kiss me but my mouth was full of Paul's cock so the greedy
little bastard lay on me crushing me and trying to stretch himself and
slobber at Paul's tight nuts.

The Yanks say that it's not over until the fat lady sings. In this case it
wasn't over until Paul slipped from my mouth leaving me in charge of JP's
eager lips and I felt my legs hoisted in the air again, the feel of his now
familiar swollen mass and then the pressure. I opened up easily this time
but still the same stretching and the pleasure of his fat cock sliding into
my boy fanny. I was broken in now and JP's mess helped (yeuchy). Paul
slowly worked his way in deep and I lay there with JP's head now down on my
belly sucking my aching cock and Paul moving inside. Poor JP must have been
suffocating where he was but I ruffled his long blonde hair as I tried to
kiss Paul and cope with being buggered by his fat meaty prong.

Paul went at it nice and slow and made it last, he was getting better at
that.. he pulled right out until only his glans was lodged in me and then
slid his whole length back in grinding his pubics against my arse. He
actually slipped right out once and then just whacked straight back in, I
felt like I was on the end of a machine and to complete the pleasure of a
happy thirteenth as Paul came his normal massive flood I cum into JP's
gobbling swallow.

Talk about cum and sweat... nah, we won't. As threesomes go it was a good
one although we hadn't joined as a proper trio, that happened about six in
the morning when I topped JP and Paul took me again but you've read it all
before. My birthday was over, I was now thirteen and the world was my
oyster for whatever that's worth. Bill was down to collect us and the rest
of our gear at nine and off we bloody well went. The parents were dubious
about a month but had settled for three weeks, work that one out, but at
least three weeks was a long time and when we'd finally split from the
threesome of parents we sat and chatted about what was to come.

But you'll have to wait until my next blast from the past.


			     To be continued.


No pix this time around but I hope to assemble a 3D Sims Zip of the boys in
action and a Pinup Zip of real boys at play (no porn) next time around.

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