From: drumboy15@aol.com (DrumBoy15)
Subject: NEW: Boy Scout Camp (b/b)
Date: 19 Jun 1996 16:46:51 -0400

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      The usual disclaimer. Don't read if you are under 18 or do not like
to read sexually explicity material. Thank you.

      I am currently in Boy Scouts and I am 16. I'm not going to state
wether this story is true or not so I can let you're minds wander. This is
my first story, so please e-mail me with any comments.

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BOY SCOUT CAMP: by Drumboy15

      I had always found him boyishly attractive. Derek had the
problem-child look about him and still had some baby fat. He was thirteen,
and was kinda short. He had medium brown hair and eyes, and was definitely
cute. No one in my Boy Scout troop liked him except for me because he was
never doing what he was supposed to. I seemed to be his only friend, and
he stuck near me most of the time. It was cool to have a little sidekick
like Derek.
      At the time I was 15. I was high in the troop ranks, and was looked
upon as one of the leaders. I have brown eyes and hazel eyes and was about
5'10 at the time. I had a medium build and had all the features of a
fifteen year old. I had thick underarm hair, a quickly thickening fuzz on
my cheeks, about a six inch dick with a thick bush, and still sensitive
nipples. It was all great, and I enjoyed my body. 
      Derek and I always went on the campouts together. We would talk
about sex, and he would tell a me a bunch of pubescent lies about all the
girls he had done. I of course played along. We talked about jerking off
and different sexual turn-ons. We would sometimes wonder off by ourselves
and talk about these things. I would always love to see his firm ass and
his hairless legs as we walked around forests, rocks, and mountains. He
was a cool little guy, although I seemed to be the only guy who could get
him do any work. Everyone complained that he would never help and would
run about and have fun when there was work to be done, and come back for
food. I always defended him, of course, and tried my best to get him to
work. I had a lot of success, and soon people didn't complain as much
about him.
      The best time with him occurred at summer camp. It was a large camp
in the mountains, and there was a lot of things to do there. I sat next to
him on the bus, while all the little kids in their scout uniforms were
goofing around. The Boy Scout shirts are very tight, and the sleeves are
very short. Every little curve is outlined on every kid's chest. The
shorts are especially short and tight, which gives easy viewing access up
them. Even when you can't see up them, they are so tight that the little
bulges on the kids are very obvious, and make a great sight. I stared at
Derek's crotch half the time up there, and could tell that he was
definitely big for his age. His chest still had some baby fat, but he was
developing some clearly defined muscles underneath that tight shirt of
his.
 On the first night, everyone in our troop took the swimming test in the
pool. I was a good swimmer, so I finished quickly, but I waited until
Derek to finish to return to our tent. He came out wearing his scout
shorts and tennis shoes, smiling and wet with a towel wrapped around him.
      "How'd you do?" I asked.
      "Great," he said. "It was so fucking easy!"
      "Yeah, it was," I said, smiling at him. 
      "Man, I can't wait to get back into dry clothes," he said,
shivering. "It's getting cold, and I'm tired."
      Soon we got back into the tent. I had never shared a tent with him
before, since we were in different patrols, but at summer camp, we were
able to be with anyone we wanted. I tried not to stare at him, while he
pulled down his trunks. He turned around and wrapped a towel around him,
so I couldn't see anything. I, of course, pulled down my pants, and let
him see everything, while trying to act casual about it. He turned around
and stared at me, not trying to hide his fixed eyes. 
      "Woah, you're pretty big!" Derek said, not taking his eyes off my
crotch.
      "Huh? Oh, that," I said, trying to pretend like I didn't know what
he was talking about. "It's okay, I guess. Bigger than you're one-inch
dick!"
      "I don't have a one-inch dick, asswipe!" he said defensively. "I
might not be as big as you, but I'm still huge!"
      "Bullshit!" I laughed as I pulled my scout shorts up. "You have a
one-incher!"
      "No, I do not! I'm huge!" he said rubbing his crotch through his
shorts.
      "Yeah right..." I said, trying not to be TOO obvious to my
intentions.
      "Fine, I'll show you," he said, as he fell for my trap. He grabbed
the waistband of his shorts, and slowly pushed it down with his briefs.
Underneath, I saw the greatest sight. It was about five inches (pretty
good for 13), and was perfectly cut. It was a cream-colored white with a
slight reddish-tone at the head. He had the perfect amount of pubic hair,
and his balls were big and pulled tight against his body from the cold. It
was semi-hard and pretty thick as it poked away from his body. After what
seemed like hours, he pulled his shorts back up again and sat down on the
bed. He again looked at my crotch, and I realized I had a hard on with
pre-cum all over my cockhead.
      "Look's like you spewed!" he said with a giggle.
      I smiled and said. "Bet you can't do that, little boy!" I knew he
hated that, and sure enough, it worked.
      "Little boy, my ass! Sure I can spew!" he said.
      Then, I took a big gamble and said casually, "Oh yeah? Prove it."
 Derek blushed a bit as he thought about it. "What'll you give me if I
do?" he asked with a gambling look on his face.
      "It's a surprise, but I promise it'll be good," I said, giving my
prize-winning half-smile to him.
      "All right," he said positioning himself on the cot. I sat down on
my cot, which was across from his. Again, he pulled down his short-green
Boy Scout shorts and pulled out that delicious cock of his. This time, he
also took off his light-brown scout shirt with his many patches. Like all
thirteen year-olds, he had not problem getting a hard on, as he wrapped
his slightly-chubby hand around it. He closed his eyes and started pumping
up and down. It must have been the greatest sight of my life. This cute
boy was beating his meat in front of me. I must have replayed this sight a
million times in my mind afterwards. He was so cute with his eyes closed
as he got closer and closer to complete ecstasy. His chest muscles were
moving with the beat of his arms, and his stomach showed signs of heavy
breathing. Yet every time, I though he was close, he would not cum his
boyjuices. After about the third time this disappointment occurred, he got
a frustrated look on his face.
      "It's not working. I can at home, so I don't know why it's not
working now," he wailed.
      "I think I know what's wrong," I said, seeing the opportunity. I sat
down next to him and said. "Maybe we better make it more like the real
thing." 
      I grabbed his cock in my hand and started pumping. At first he was
startled, but then a huge smile crossed his face, stretching from ear to
ear. He looked at me as I pumped his meat, and soon started to groan. 
      Then I heard something through his moans, which I fist thought was a
dream. "Suck me," he said. I was way to eager to comply. I reached down
and licked his cock head. 
      "Ugghhhhh!" he moaned, as my tongue circled around his head. I
grabbed his cock by the base, and licked up and down his five-inch shaft.
Derek's moaning was getting louder and louder. Luckily, the rest of the
troop was still at the pool, so I let him yelp his screams of joy. Then, I
felt he was coming close, so I dove his whole cock in my mouth and throat.
      "Ooohhhhhhhhhhh!" he moaned, as I pumped up and down his shaft. I
got faster and faster, plunging his cock all the way in and almost all the
way out. His hands grabbed the back of my head and started fucking my
face. As Derek jumped up and down, I placed my hands around his ass
cheeks, and squeezed his hot little butt, pushing his dick even further
down my head. The small green tent was getting very hot, and the old metal
cot was making noise.
      Then I felt his cock expand in my mouth, and I got ready to receive
his boy-juices. They came spewing out, hitting the back of my through. A
sigh of relief rushed out of Derek and he fell back on the cot. More
spewed out, and I thought it was never going to stop. His cum was hot and
sweet, just like Derek himself. I left his cock in my mouth until it was
totally soft. It plopped out of my mouth, and I looked up at him. He was
smiling at me sleepily.
      "How'd you like that?" I asked, returning the smile.
      Derek looked at me and said, "It was a good surprise."

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