Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2009 22:59:52 -0500
From: Horatio Hornblower <horatio_69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Keeping Dave Company

It was a warm Spring evening, during our Monday night Scout meeting, and it
must have been late May because it was still light out.  I can't remember
how it started now, but John and I had done something to Dave and he was
chasing us.  It was all in fun of course, but I was trying to make the most
of my head start because I knew Dave could outrun me.

I was sprinting flat out with Dave hard on my heels when I heard a loud
crack, a noise like a branch breaking.  I turned around and Dave was lying
on the grass and in pain.  I trotted back and his leg was at a funny angle.
He had tripped on the asphalt path somehow and the awkward fall had broken
his leg.  It was not a pretty sight.

Dave himself was good looking and strong.  He had really dark hair, and
deep brown eyes.  His eyebrows were big, dark and thick and looked like
they were marked on with a lump of coal.  He was broad, a football or rugby
build, with huge thighs, about average height for his age.  His legs were
hairy and he had the beginning of a treasure trail.  He looked pretty
studly for a fourteen-year old.

I was twelve, turning thirteen in four months.  I was a little taller than
most guys my age, but not a giant either.  I had brown hair, blue eyes and
was really skinny, with no fat on me at all.  I was in the gangly stage.
My dick was definitely growing and I had some sparse hair down there now
too, on my balls and above my dick.

One of the Scout leaders, (also named Dave), came over and between the two
of us we helped Dave hop over to his van.  I went too.  The hospital was
just down the street.  Dave got wheeled in and I sat beside him in the
Emergency ward examining room.  He was clearly in a lot of pain, sweating
and rolling his head back and forth.  Leader Dave went off to call Scout
Dave's parents.  I made small talk and weak jokes, trying to take his mind
off things, with no success.

I got kicked out of the room every time a nurse or doctor came in.
Eventually Dave's parents showed up and I went back to Scouts.

I didn't see Dave for a couple of weeks.  He was hobbling around in a full
leg cast with crutches and not going to Scouts and we went to different
schools.

Our last Scout meeting of the year in June was held at Dave's house.  His
parents and our Troop Leader had made that meeting a surprise party for
Dave.  There was a BBQ and some sports and general fooling around.  Dave
had recently moved out of the city to the rural fringe to an acreage.

Dave was both surprised and pretty pleased about everyone coming over.

"Dave, your house is awesome!  There's so much space.  And a spring and a
pond and everything."

"Ah it's okay.  The dog likes it."  The dog was going out of his mind,
chasing, barking, being chased and generally being overstimulated by too
many strangers.  "Our water is really hard here and has to be softened.
And there's a lot of grass to cut.  Want to see my room?"

Dave's room was small and messy with clothes and papers and stuff all over
the floor.  It was dark and very blue -- blue curtains, blue blankets on
the bed, blue carpet.  There was a bunch of sports team trophies and stuff
on one shelf.  The room smelled musty.  He showed me a bunch of his stuff,
sports cards and some games.

"It really sucks being in a cast.  It's going to be on all summer," Dave
said gloomily.

"It could be worse, you could be trying to get around on crutches in the
snow," I offered.

"No way.  The summer is worse.  No baseball, no summer camp, no swimming.
No good."

"You could go car camping or something."

"Hmm, we'll probably stay here all summer.  My dad is rebuilding the
garage.  I won't be going any farther than the backyard.  Hey, you want to
sleep out in the backyard sometime?"

I was totally taken aback at this.  I had known Dave for a couple of years
but we were really only friends at Scouts.  He was a couple of years older
than me too.  So we were friendly, but not best friends or anything.  This
was the first time I had ever been over to his house.

"Sure, that would be awesome," I answered.  "Do you have your own tent and
everything?"

"Oh yeah, I'm all set up.  Don't worry."

Then Dave's Mom was calling him and telling him to go do something, so I
went back out and joined the soccer game.

Two weeks later Dave called and invited me over next Friday night.  I fixed
things with my parents and my dad drove me out to Dave's after supper.

We set up Dave's two-man tent in the backyard, fairly far away from the
house.  We played fetch with his dog and a frisbee until it got dark and
then we watched a movie with his parents in the house.

After the movie we crawled into the tent and got undressed.  I helped Dave
get his shorts off and over his cast.

"Help me with my boxers too," he grunted.  I wasn't too surprised -- Dave
was legendary in our Scout Troop for always sleeping naked.  We had been in
the same cabin my first year at summer camp and the image of Dave running
around naked was burned into my mind forever.

I pulled off his boxers shorts over the cast and my fingers grazed his
hairy left leg at the same time -- by accident, I swear!  His soft cock and
loose balls were hanging out against his thigh, clearly visible in the
light from the flashlight.

I pulled off my clothes, down to my white jockey shorts.  I left those on.
We talked for a bit by flashlight, mostly "rememeber when" stories about
guys at camp.

"Remember when Chris Welch put a toad in Russell Barrett's canoe?"  Russell
was a weird kid, not very bright, with an inexplicable terror of toads.  He
let out a shriek like he'd been branded and jumped out of the canoe into
the lake, even though he couldn't swim.  Unbelieveably, Russell prefered to
risk death by drowning rather than spend another second in a canoe with a
harmless toad the size of a golf ball.

"Remember when I did my flashlight dance and I that Alex guy was ready to
freak out?"

"Dave, you did your flashlight dance every night!"  Dave wasn't content to
just walk around with a big, hairy swinging dick in front of less
developed, mostly younger kids.  No, he liked everyone to shine their
flashlights on him as he danced around naked.  It was both absolutely
hilarious and gave everyone a boner at the same time.  Well, I always had a
boner, anyway.

"I didn't do it every single night."

"No you did it every night except for a couple of nights."

"Well, you never complained."

"It was pretty damn funny."

"How come you never joined in if you liked it?"

"Uh, I dunno."

"You should have."

"Well, I'm not body shy or anything -- I just was still small and didn't
have hair or anything."

"But do you now?"

"Yeah..."

"But you're still too shy to sleep naked."

I didn't have a good answer.  I could feel myself blushing in the
near-darkness.  I decided to tell the truth.  "I'm just trying to hide my
boner."

"Why hide it?  Look at mine."  Dave shone the light on his crotch to reveal
a massive hard-on.  The purple head on his cut cock was swollen and looked
enormous.

"Nice one," I said quietly.  I sucked my breath in, hooked my thumbs in the
band of my underwear and pulled them to my thighs down to show my much
smaller boner and small amount of hair.

"Nice one," Dave said, shining the light on my dick.  "I bet you get lots
of compliments on it."

"No," I said, pulling my underwear off the rest of the way.  "I've never
shown it to anybody before."

"Really?  You've never jerked off with anybody before?"

"No."  I felt like a loser.

"You should.  It's fun.  Feels amazing!"

There was a pause.  ". . . okay. . ."  I said.  Dave reached over and
started to stroke me.  It felt incredible.

I'd like to say I remember it clearly but I was totally overwhelmed by the
sensations.  My mind and body had never, never felt like this before.  I
know I was moaning and breathing hard and in a blast of intense pleasure I
felt my first blasts of cum fly all over me and Dave.

For a minute I just lay there gasping, unable to say anything.  There was
enough light to see Dave grinning at me as I tried to catch my breath.  He
still had his hand firmly around my dick.

He didn't say anything but took my right hand and put it on his own dick.
I grasped his shaft and started exploring.  I felt all around his crotch
area, touching another cock for the first time, and one much hairier than
mine at that.  I started jacking his shaft.

"Oh yeah, like that," he moaned and those were the only words that passed
between us as I returned the favour.  He started twitching a little and I
sped up my strokes.  He let out a loud noise and felt his cum splashing on
my chest, my arm, running down my arm.  He came a lot more than me and it
seemed like there was now cum everywhere.

"Thanks.  That was pretty good for your first time," he complimented me.
Dave reached over and grabbed his boxer shorts and used them to wipe up all
the cum.  He did himself first, and then cleaned me up.  "What did you
think?"

"Wow," was all I could say.  "Holy shit holy shit holy shit."

Dave laughed.  "That good, eh?"

I collapsed on top of him, my head on his chest.  His arm automatically
wrapped around to hold me and we just lay there for a bit.

I could think of nothing else.  The smell of cum and Dave's sweat hung in
the air in the tent.  My boner came back.  I shifted to give it room and it
pressed hotly against Dave's thigh.

Dave pushed my hand down to his pubes.  I ran my fingers through the forest
of hair to his hard cock.  I gripped it all around and started working it.
He shifted me around into a position where we could jack each other at the
same time.  It was a bit awkward but it worked and we were both cumming
again in short order.

This time I was really wiped out, emotionally.  I cuddled up to him but
Dave pushed me away.

"Unfold our sleeping bags."  This more than the guy with a leg in a cast
could manage easily on his own.  I unzipped and unfolded both our sleeping
bags so his was underneath and mine was a blanket.  Then I cuddled back up
to him.  The sweat had dried on our bodies and we were both shivering.

"Thanks," I said softly.

"You were awesome, kiddo.  We're going to have a lot of fun."

Then we both drifted off to sleep.