Date: Mon, 15 Aug 2011 11:37:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: Arnold Evans <dr3amwrit3r69@yahoo.com>
Subject: Scout Camp Boys Part 1 (b/b)

All the usual disclaimers; this depicts sex between underage boys, if this
material is forbidden in your area of residence or you are offended by such
material, please stop reading.

When I was fifteen, I was asked to be a staff member for the summer camp
program at my state?s Boy Scout reserve, a property of several thousand
acres with beautiful lakes, forests and camping facilities.  Each summer
there were a number of two-week camp sessions that the various troops from
all over the state would attend to hone their camping, cooking and first
aid skills, as well as just plain have fun hiking, swimming and practicing
archery.  I worked the waterfront areas as a lifeguard.  At the time, I was
already six feet tall (an early bloomer!)  with auburn hair, brown eyes and
very fair skin.  I was quite lean, with the long, fluid muscles of a
swimmer; swimming and scuba were my passions.

I had experienced some sexual encounters with girls my age and younger, but
was still technically a virgin, having had only oral sex and handjobs; I
was ACHING to actually penetrate a girls vagina or anus, but had not yet
been granted that joy by any of the girls who were willing to suck me or
jack me off.  While I considered myself to be pretty straight, I did find
younger boys with their smooth, hairless bodies to be sexy if they had a
feminine-enough look.  Their slender legs and round butts were rather
appealing to me, and I was quite curious to play with, and maybe try
sucking a young, hard cock.  I hadn?t had any experiences with boys after
reaching puberty?only the occasional touchy-feely encounter of curious
youth when I was six or seven and didn?t even know what sex was about yet.

Needless to say, I enjoyed the opportunity to check out the more effeminate
lads during swim periods.  I often fantasized about them when I saw them in
their Speedos, prancing around with their sexy butts gripped in the tight
lycra, and their small genital packages highlighted by the wet fabric.  My
favourite views were when they would spring little boners and tent out
their suits.  I usually got hard myself when I?d see this, and although I
would adjust my erection into a comfortable position, I?d make no effort to
hide it; I wanted to see the younger boys? reactions in hopes of spotting a
likely candidate to fool around with.  Several of the boys had sexy legs
and butts, and some of them had enough of an effeminate look that I could
easily picture myself kissing them passionately besides sucking on their
cocks and working my rather sizeable cock into their tight rectums.

It was my habit to shower quite late in the evening.  The camping area was
divided into a dozen or so campsites, one per troop, and one for the staff.
Although there was running water and latrines at each site, there was only
one central area with showers that the whole camp used.  The campers were
not allowed out of their own campsites after 10pm, the lights-out time, but
staff had the run of the property at all hours.  The other staff showered
just after dinner and settled in for the evening, so I liked to go after
lights-out and enjoy my shower at leisure.  One of the things I liked was
that the communal shower stall with its six stations was actually a walled
area outside the main latrine building; no roof, so it was open to the sky.
Since the camp was remote from any cities or towns, there was no ambient
light to wash out the view of the stars, and I just loved looking up at
them as I had a long, relaxing shower.

Oh, yeah: I also liked being there alone so that I could jack off all I
wanted while I fantasized about the young boys at camp and the sexy girls
back home.

One night as I approached the shower building for my nightly ritual, I
heard water running.

?Shit!? I said under my breath as I neared.  I could only hope that
whichever staff member was intruding on my privacy was almost done so I
could have a serious wank once he left.  I was especially horny that night.
Hell, I was especially horny EVERY night.

I slipped in quietly, inching the usually-noisy door open and shut so I
could peep out the situation.  When I peered around the corner into the
shower area, my head began to swim at the sight before my eyes!  It was
Harry Vernon, a twelve-year-old from my own troop back home.  I was
originally hot for his sister Lisa, who was a year my senior but still a
good friend.  I began to take an interest in Harry as well when I saw him
in his Speedo on troop outings.  Actually, I had managed a few
surreptitious feels of his ass and legs during pool games, and had become
seriously horny for him.  He looked like a smaller version of his
sister?the wavy, blond hair, golden skin, huge green eyes and pouty lips
that made her so attractive were replicated beautifully on him.  Honestly,
he was WAY too pretty to be a boy!  For months I had been entertaining
thoughts of how heavenly it would be to kiss those full lips and dart my
tongue into his mouth, fondle and stroke every inch of him and then swallow
his hard cock before mounting him to pump my seed into his tight ass.

The stunning fact was, that on top of flagrantly violating lights-out, he
was standing under the flowing water with his head tilted back and his eyes
closed?and his hand slowly stroking his soapy little erection!  I had to
have him, and was so filled with lust that I threw caution to the wind
entirely.  I figured he?d be scared enough to be caught masturbating after
lights out that I could coax him into playing with me, but saved that as a
last resort.  I?d try the carrot before the stick.

I quietly stripped, releasing my rigid member to the glorious night air,
and moved into position under the shower head next to his.  I turned on the
flow and faced his direction so that my turgid cock would be in plain view.

Harry freaked.  I mean, he didn?t go running and gibbering or anything, but
I could see in his eyes as they snapped open that he knew he was busted
big-time.  His hand immediately flew from his boner and he turned half
away, sputtering something unintelligible.  I pretended to ignore the
situation for the moment and just sighed with contentment as the water
cascaded over me.

?I love it here this time of night,?  I said.  ?I like the stars and the
quiet.  I guess you do, too.  Hey, Harry?don?t be scared; I won?t report
you for being up this late, okay??

He slowly turned to face me, blushing furiously.  He was at a loss for
words when he looked my way to find me languidly stroking my own soapy cock
while looking his body up and down.

?Yeah, I like to do this, too,? I said as I slowly fisted my pulsating
hard-on, ?This is the best time to do it.  Go ahead and finish, I don?t
want you to have to go to bed horny and unsatisfied.  We can finish
together, if it doesn?t bother you.?

?Uh?sure,? he stammered.  ?I, uh, I?d like that.  It kinda? turns me on to
see another guy doing it, too.  Nolan and I, well??

His voice trailed off, but it was clear that he and Nolan, another boy from
our troop, had at least jacked themselves together?maybe more.  I moved
closer to him so that our my cock was almost touching him, and continued my
slow wank.  He went back to work on his own boner, looking intently at my
much larger piece of meat.  I inched a bit closer, so that we were
occasionally brushing against each other with our penises, and went for
broke.

?Here, Harry?see if it feels better when I do it for you.?

I switched to using my left hand on my own cock while I reached for his
with my right.  He jumped a little when my hand closed over his and kept
them both moving slowly over his beautiful penis, but he soon let his hand
drop so that I could continue on my own.  I let go of my own cock and began
to stroke his back with that hand, moving lower as I slowly pleasured his
erection.  I made myself move slowly, but finally I was cupping his soapy
ass in my hand.  Oh, GOD, it felt good!  I let my fingers slide between his
cheeks a few times, and then began to let them drift lightly over his
tight, puckered anus.  I felt it tighten each time my fingers grazed across
it, and his sexy little ass clenched and unclenched as he began to moan.

I was so enjoying feeling him up like this that I hadn?t noticed what his
hands were doing.  I was suddenly aware that he had wrapped one hand around
my hard shaft and was matching my strokes to him while the other hand was
gently stroking my soapy balls and giving my scrotum the most pleasant
occasional squeeze.  I couldn?t resist any longer; I lowered my face to his
and gave him a light kiss.  He looked puzzled, but not put off, so I let go
of his ass with my left hand and cradled the back of his neck as I leaned
in for a more passionate kiss.  I pressed my lips to his and gently teased
his mouth open with my tongue before slipping it delicately into his mouth
to flick at his own.  He warmed to the kiss immediately and began to suck
on my tongue as if born to it.

I would have loved to continue on to bigger and better things, but he
reached the point of no return suddenly and began to spasm as his little
cock jerked in my hand.  I couldn?t tell if he was actually shooting cum
because of the soap and water, but the sheer sexiness of his orgasm
triggered my own and I shot strings of cum across his flat stomach as he
trembled against me and sucked my tongue more forcefully.  He finally
stopped shaking and opened his eyes to look into mine.  I knew then and
there that this was the beginning of something big; without a word being
spoken, we both understood that we were physically addicted to one another.

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I have a few more stories in the works.