Date: Sun, 06 Apr 2003 01:19:39 -0500
From: Ryan Scott <ryanscott@mail.com>
Subject: Scouting For Friends part 1

Scouting for Friends
By Ryan Scott

Everything in the following story is based on actual events, this story
contains sexual situations between boys. The same old rules apply, if you
shouldn't be reading this, then don't.

Before I get into the Story, I thought I would describe myself a little. At
14, I was in pretty good shape, fair skinned with Reddish Blond hair, and
blue eyes. Around 5-9 140 pounds. I'd like to give you a better picture, so
think of Jonathan Bradis from the TV show Seaquest. I had started puberty
early at the age of 10, and well to tell you the truth, that made things
very difficult for me. It kind of sucked to be going through that stuff two
years before most of my friends, and I really had no clue what was going
on. I discovered jerking off totally by accident in the shower when I was
10. I think for about 2 years, every time I shot a load, I thought I must
be doing something destructive to myself to make that white stuff to come
out my dick, but it felt to good to stop. I also had my first experience
when I was 10, with another boy that was also 10. I slept over his house
one night. We just felt each other up really good for a couple hours; we
were both too young to know about anything else.  I didn't really get the
chance to know him well, because my family moved shortly after that, but
that one night changed my life.  I never looked at any of my friends the
same way after that.  Of course, I think I would have figured it out
anyway, but it was so intense for me that I had to try it again.  Anyway,
that is not what this story is really about. It is just a small part of it.
This story tries to capture a moment in time, A time for me when things
could get no better.


The Characters

Ryan 		Age 14,		That's me, the Author, The voice of reason.
Justin 		Age 14,		The Scoutmasters son, and basically a natural leader
Todd      	Age 13,		A close friend of mine, and the class clown
George 		Age 14,		Mostly a trouble maker, Loved to cause conflicts
Darrin 		Age 12, 		My good friend, Justin B. is his Idol
Chad		Age 12,		A good kid, but a little crazy, loves getting attention
David 		Age 11,		Introverted, but hung in there and changed.
Rob        	Age 11,		A good kid, always trying to impress.
Evan 		Age 11,		Mommies boy, Had to learn the politics of scouting.
Mike 		Age 11,		a poor kid, greasy hair, thinks he is tuff
Mr. B		Age 42,	 	baby boomer, Great sense of humor, Tuff love.
Mr. P		Age 43,		Down to earth, laid back. Well liked


Introduction

I moved to Elmer when I was 11, I don't think Elmer is like most places
people think of in this decade. Yes, things are still modern, but I kind of
think of it as a modern Mayberry (The Andy Grifth Show).  It is a town that
is only 2 miles Square, and everyone knows everyone.  The average High
School class has about 180 kids. I came from a lower middle class town, and
this was an upper middle class town so it was hard for me to fit in. I met
a kid my age that lived a couple doors down from my house; his name was
Todd. After about 3 months, we had become pretty good friends. My
experimenting continued with Todd. Todd was kind of a chubby kid, I guess
mostly baby fat, but also a good athlete. For about the first year that we
were friends, we spent most of our time together. I introduced him to
jerking off, and we did it together every now and then, But Todd didn't
really stay interested in that kind of thing for very long, but we were
still best friends.

My parents found out that a new Scout Troop was forming in the town. I
talked Todd into joining with me. I had been in Boy Scouts for a year
before I moved.  I was the only one that had already earned some badges and
rank. This made me the default leader of the group.  It wasn't so bad,
because that didn't really mean too much in the beginning.  Anyway, This is
when I was introduced to Justin, the scoutmaster's son, and his best friend
George. Justin probably was the most fearless, and he would fight
anyone. He had everyone's respect in the troop and everyone liked him. The
best description I could give you of him is he kind of looked and dressed
like young Kurt Cobain. Now don't get me wrong, he was nothing like Kurt
Cobain, he just looked like him. George acted like a real tuff guy, but he
was all mouth unless he had someone backing him. It was just the 4 of us in
the beginning.  Things started off slow, but we slowly all became good
friends, and soon there were many more kids our age in the Troop. By the
time we reached the age of 14, Justin, George, Todd, and I were the only
older guys left in the Troop. I don't know if every other Scout Troop was
like ours. I imagine that they were. If a troop is run right, the adults
have little to do other than supervision.  It is surprisingly a lot like a
military situation.  Think of the Scoutmaster as the General. He has
meetings with the senior officers and the agenda is passed down though the
chain of command. All the boys in charge were responsible for the boys
under them. Our troop may have been slightly different though. We were a
new troop, just formed. The oldest boys in our group were 14, and we were
the senior officers.  By this time the troop was up to about 25 members.
It is no accident that the troop was growing so fast. Because of our
outstanding scoutmaster, we went on more trips than any other scout troop
in the area.  It wasn't long till we had 40 kids and there was a waiting
list to get into our troop.

Scouting can be a strong family.  As you will see in my story, It is a lot
of fun. Of course this is written from my viewpoint as one of the older
boys in the troop, so it may not sound so fun for everyone, but it is. The
younger guys have their own groups, and it doesn't take long before they
are the older boys. One advantage the younger guys had was that no matter
how they were treated in the Scouts, once they were apart of the family,
they had nothing to worry about in school. We stuck together, and we would
stop any threat to anyone that was in our family.  I can recall on many
occasions using the strength of our group to protect each other and all of
the younger guys.

Part 1

This was going to be my second year going to summer camp, but this year we
were going out of state. We were getting one of the best sights in the camp
right on the waterfront at the lake. It would be a two-day trip to get to
the camp. The first night, we were stopping at a state park and camping
over night, then we would be staying for a week at the camp. Both George
and Todd would not be on this trip, because they were involved in summer
soccer. I was kind of glad, because this would give me some time to get to
know some of the newer guys. George and Todd will come back into the story
later.

We arrived at the park. It was nice, as we were ridding up the dirt road
towards a huge lake, there were only a few other people with camps set
up. We found a spot next to the lake to set up our camp. When we arrived it
was already pretty late, I had talked Justin into letting Darrin Bring his
radio, we were only allowed to bring one. Darrin had brought it to one of
the meetings. It was a nice heavy-duty radio with plenty of volume. I knew
if he brought it, that it would mean Justin would want him close to
us. Darrin was brand new to our troop, he had only been in a couple months,
but the first time I saw him I knew we would become friends. This trip
would be one of the first chances I had to get to know him better. I told
Justin that I would be tenting with David, and since Darrin had the radio,
Justin tented with him.

As we all got done preparing our personal tents, David, being the assistant
senior patrol leader was asked to get everyone together and set up the
dinning fly. David was one of the newer guys in the troop.  He was going to
have a hard time adjusting to this group.  Every boy in this troop was from
Elmer, and they all went to the same school.  David was new and the only
guy from another town. His mother had heard that our troop was very active
and she though it would be good for him.  I could see he was in trouble
right away. All the new guys always got a hard time, and something about
David attracted George's attention right away.  Me on the other hand, I
knew David wouldn't last long with George on his back. David was kind of a
quite kid, but definitely had a mind of his own. He was not going to bow
down to George, but at the same time, there was no way he could handle
George. I knew if I didn't step in that David would be quitting.  I liked
David right away, He kept to himself a lot, but he was a good looking kid,
a small clean cut Italian looking kid with thick brown hair and brown
eyes. The only actor I can think of that kind of resembles him is Taran
Noah Smith who plays Mark Taylor on Home Improvements. Not when he was
younger on the show, but after he started to grow up a little. He attached
himself to me pretty quickly, and I became protective of him.  I kept an
eye on him the best I could, but George still pushed him over the edge
sometimes, even to the point of making him cry. David wasn't one to cry,
but he had a hot temper, and when he got mad, he would get red in the face
and start tearing up. Once George saw that, it was like a moth to a
flame. David had advanced pretty fast in rank, and was elected to his
surprise as Assistant Senior Patrol Leader. It was not a good place for him
because now he had to tell other kids what to do, and he had not earned any
respect yet. Well, through the whole process of putting up the dinning fly
all the boys were riding David, making fun of him wile he was barking out
orders. It finely started to get to him, and he started turning a bright
crimson red. I could see that he was about to lose it and start crying, so
I told Justin to take charge and I walked up and I grabbed him by the arm
and walked him out of the campsite. I remembered what it was like to be put
in charge without respect, George had ridden me really hard when I started
as the Senior Patrol Leader.  I took David for about an hour walk, and
calmed him down. We found a nice trail that went into the woods and just
started walking. I put my arm around his shoulder as we were walking,

 "Dude, don't let them get to you like that, Once they see they have you,
they'll just ride you till you snap"

"I know, I should have never been put in charge, I told Mr. B. that I
didn't want this job, but he keeps telling me I need to hold out because I
need this to advance in rank"

"He has seen this before, I got treated the same way when I first got put
in charge"

"You? I can't imagine anyone getting to you"

"Hell yea, "George is enough of a prick to get to anyone" He used to try
and lay the blame for everything on me. "Made me feel like a real jack ass
sometimes."

"What did you do?"

"I had to prove to him that I was willing to kick his ass, He is still a
jerk off, but since I have earned Justin's respect, he doesn't give me to
much trouble anymore. We just tolerate each other"

"George is my biggest problem. I wouldn't have any problem with these kids
if it wasn't for him"

"Well listen, he isn't here, and by the end of this week, I am going to
have Justin liking you, anyone that I take on as a friend Justin will
respect." "He doesn't understand why I took you as my tent partner, but by
the end of this trip, both you and Darrin will have some new friends" "once
Justin has respect for you, George will stop f--king with you".

We came to a small clearing with a large stump sticking out of the
ground. We both sat down and continued to talk. For the first time David
really got comfortable with me and he opened up and let me see a side of
him that I hadn't see before. He had a lot of confidence, but he had been
so intimidated he had not shown it. I had noticed it when we played sports
in the troop that every now and then he would get so involved in a game
that he would forget to be intimidated by the older guys. I knew he would
come out of his shell, and I knew from this point on that we were going to
be really good friends. By the time we got back to the site, The dinning
fly was up and there was food cooking on the propane burners. All the other
boys were out in the field playing football.  Mr. B. called me over and
David made his way to the tent

"Everything all right?" Mr. B. asked me

"Yes, you remember what it was like for me when I was senior patrol leader"
I replied.

"Yes, he want's to quite even worse than you did"

"He'll be alright. It just takes a wile to get respect. Especially since he
has older boys to deal with, It's going to take a couple months, and it
won't be easy"

"Well, just keep on encouraging him"

"I'll do my best"

I headed over to the tent where David was and poked my head in.

"Come on David, Let's get into the game.

David and me entered the game; I went on to Chad's team and took over as
quarterback. Chad and I were already friends. Chad wasn't the typical kid
that I would usually pick for a friend. He was a little wild, but even
though he didn't show it too much, he did have a sensitive side, and I was
one person he chose to share that with.  Chad was one of the most crazy,
wild, wound up 12 year olds you ever met.  If three people tried to hold
him down they would have a hard time. If I had to pick someone he looked
like it would be David Gallagher (Simon) from the show seventh heaven. I
guess out of all of my relationships, Chad was one that doesn't fit in. For
one, he is not really my type. Blonde hair blue eyes. I usually like dark
haired guys. But he was beautiful. A nice swimmers body and a nice face.  I
guess what got me started with Chad is that he was always so horny. You
know how it is. There is always one in the group like this. I think the kid
had a hard on every day all day. And he wasn't afraid to tell everyone
about it. Chad was like a punching bag for the older guys in the troop. He
would not listen to anything they said and he liked the attention he was
getting even though he was getting beat up. This is where I come in. The
one who would keep the other guys from pounding his brains in. Although, he
liked it so much that I even had to join in on the beatings sometimes. It
didn't take Chad but about a year to get accepted into the older boys
group. Of course anyone that I took under my wing would soon be accepted. I
started to spend a lot of time with Chad out side of scouts. Chad had some
problems, like an abusive father. I would see marks on him a lot and I
asked him about it. He told me that it was from his father. His father
joined the troop when Chad did. He was an assistant scoutmaster. You would
never believe this guy could be abusive, he was a pretty cool guy.  Chad
really appreciated that I was concerned about him and I think I am the only
person he ever talked to in a serious way.  Of course it would only be a
matter of time before it was he and I as tent buddies.  I did not even
hesitate to do something with him. The first night we were in the same tent
I jerked him off to completion and he did the same to me. He didn't have
any pubic hair yet and he was about 4 inches, but he was able to produce
cum.  The next day he was going around telling everyone how he got wet the
night before. It made me a bit nervous, but of course no one listened to
him because he was always saying things like that. We got together 3 or 4
more times after that, Then he hit puberty and everything stopped for a
while. I have found this to be a common thing for boys. Don't ask me why,
but I guess it has something to do with a boy becoming sexually
aware. Anyway, after about a year he was willing to do some things again
and was even pretty aggressive about it. He had a good bit of pubic hair
and His dick grew to about 5-1/2 inches.

There is one summer I particularly remember with Chad. He was now 14 and
his problems with his father were at a peek. His parents separated that
summer, and his mother worked, so we had his house to ourselves most of the
summer. He told me on more than one occasion that if he had a chance he
would beat his father with a baseball bat, but also he had become suicidal
that summer. He was telling me that he wanted to die, and that he came
close to doing it a couple times. I knew there were loaded guns in his
house, and I took him seriously. Needless to say that I spent nearly every
day that summer over his house. I was worried about him. I imagine that
there could have been more than physical abuse from his father. I found
though relatives of theirs that his father had been in trouble more than
once for sexual crimes in his youth.  I spent a hell of a lot of time with
Chad that summer. He was relying on me to be there for him. One day he
presented me with a cassette tape, and told me that it was his suicide
note.  I told him that I wanted to hear what was on it. He seemed to get
really nervous but agreed that he would let me hear it.  He put the tape in
and started to play it,

"My name is Chad, and I am 14 years old" He stopped the tape and pulled it
out.

"I can't," he said to me. "I want you to hear it, but I can't"

"Chad, It is up to you, but you have to promise me that you won't do
anything stupid, I don't like the Idea of you having this tape" "I don't
know totally what is bothering you, but don't be stupid. You have a lot of
friends, and they all care about you" I know you want to punish your
father, But don't be so stupid that punish all of your friends."

Later that day when it was time for me to go, I went into his room and
picked up the tape, and put it in my pocket. I wanted to see what his
reaction would be. Chad instantly got a panicked look in his eyes and
desperately tried to get the tape away from me. But I soon realized that he
was not truly fighting me, he wanted me to take the tape. It was his way of
letting me know there was something serious on it. I made my way to the
door, and then he stopped fighting me. I walked out, and I was surprised
when he did not follow.  I thought to myself, "there is something wrong
here" I started to think that maybe he wanted me to take the tape so he
could kill himself. He wanted me to be the first person to hear it. I
turned around and walked back into the house. He heard me come in and he
walked towards me. I held up the tape and he stopped.

"Do you really want people to know what is on this tape?" I asked him as I
held it up. He shook his head no.

I through the tape at him and he caught it. Then I said,

"Take that tape and erase what ever is on it, what ever it is, it is not
worth your life"

He nodded at me, then I turned and went back out the door. I have to say it
killed me not to listen to that tape. I was so dam curious to what it
was. All of my suspicions about Chad's dad might have been answered. I
wanted so badly to hear what it was. I probably even could have gotten him
to sit with me and listen to it, but I knew that it would have been
something that once done, it could not be taken back. I don't know if he
could have dealt with knowing that someone else knew his secret. It was
better at least for now that he kept that secret.

That whole summer Chad and me also spent time playing basketball with two
Brothers, Jim and Chris, that lived next store to Chad. I became a very
good friend with them also. Jim was the youngest, Chad's age, and Chris was
my age. Jim became really close to Chad and me that summer. Unfortunately,
Jim was killed in a freak accident at the beginning of the school year. Jim
had been in one of my study halls, and I was having a great time hanging
with him every day. He was one of the funniest people I ever met. It was so
strange to go to study hall and see the space at the table where he used to
sit. No one sat there for the rest of the school year, that chair was for
Jim and no one would disrespect him by sitting in it. Everyone loved Jim,
there was over 500 people at his funeral, but I think that Jim's death was
what snapped Chad to his senses. He realized what I had done for him over
that summer. Chad stopped thinking of his own problems for a wile. Jim's
family loved Chad. Jim was the youngest in the family, he had 3 older
brothers, and Jim had been the glue that held that family together. Chad
made it a point to go and see them whenever he could, and to help out any
way he could. Jim's death was also very devastating to me. He was the first
person that I really loved that died. It took me a good six months to even
start to get over it. I never looked at death the same after that. I
learned to accept death as a part of life. Jim's parents also loved me. I
continued to spend a lot of time with Chris and the family after Jim's
death. When I graduated from high school, I was the first to receive the
yearly memorial scholarship in Jim's name. I know that Jim's parents made
sure that I was the one to receive it, and I was completely shocked at
graduation when my name was called.

I think the last time Chad and I did something sexually was later that
year. He stayed over my house one night and he slept on the floor next to
my bed. He was close to the bed, so after the lights were out for a while,
I reached down and found his hard dick waiting for me. I took his hand and
guided it up to my dick and we fondled each other for a while. Then I made
a little pulling motion on his arm and he got up and into the bed with
me. He rolled on top of me and started thrusting his dick into my pubic
area. I was enjoying his aggressiveness and I was also thrusting my dick
into him from the bottom. It wasn't long till he blew a nice load on my
stomach. It actually was the first time that I had someone do that to
me. It was a really cool feeling to feel that warm puddle forming on my
stomach, and I was dying to shoot mine. I guess he wasn't in the best of
moods that night, because he wasn't going to help me finish. He got back
down on the floor and left me there with his load on my stomach. Boy did
that piss me off! But I used the gift he gave me and jerked off with his
cum.

I am pretty sure he is Bi, but he would only be with a guy if things were
just right. He started discovering girls and we stopped hanging around
together so much, but we still remained friends. He joined the navy when he
was 17 and I haven't seen him since, however, I heard when he came home
from basic training that he got in a fight with his father and beat him up
pretty good. In my mind I cheered for him when I heard this, he finely
broke the fear he had of his father.

Sorry I got so sidetracked with Chad, but I thought it would be a good
story to tell. Now lets get back to the main story.

So I went On Chad's Team, Justin wanted David on his team because Justin
knew he was a good receiver.  We had a good game going for about an hour.
There were so many touchdowns that we stopped keeping score.  It really
didn't matter. We were playing tackle football, and having a good time just
pounding each other. My team had the ball, and as I through my next pass to
Chad, Mr. B. yelled for us to come to eat. Chad paused when he heard
Mr. B., and Justin tackled Chad pretty hard, and the next thing I know I
see Chad get up off the ground and start swinging wild punches at Justin's
face, Justin put his hand on Chad's forehead. His reach much longer than
Chad's. Chad continued swinging but was unable to make contact. Finely
Justin just picked Chad up by his shirt and through him hard onto the
ground.

"WHATS WRONG WITH YOU, ARE YOU STUPID!" Justin yelled

"I'LL KILL YOU, I'LL KILL YOU!!" Chad was still out of control he stood
back up and charged Justin again.

Now Justin got an evil look in his eye, he picked Chad up by the shirt
again and through him down harder then before, then jumped on top of him
and held his arms down.

I'M GONE TO KILL YOU, AAAHHH! Chad yelled again as he was trying to push
Justin up with all his strength.

"You better calm down, I'm not letting you go till you calm down"

Chad's back was arching off the ground almost throwing Justin off as he was
struggling to get free. Finely he just started to cry out of frustration
and he relaxed his body. After about a minute Justin decided it was time to
let him up,

"Can I let you go now?" Chad didn't reply, he just had his eyes closed with
tears running down his face. Justin got off of him but he just lay there
and didn't move. Justin reached out his hand and called out his name,

"Chad! Come on man" "I'm sorry if I hurt you" Chad put out his hand and
Justin picked him up.  He patted Chad on the back and said, "you are one
crazy mother f---ker" Chad just smiled at him because he knew he had just
earned some respect from the person he wanted it from most.

We headed over to eat dinner. It was starting to get dark. Mr. B. lit a
campfire that he had built while we were playing football. We all sat
around the fire and ate our dinner.  As we all started to finish our meals,
Mr. B. Started to tell a story. He started by saying this was a true story
about an Indian tribe from many years ago,

"This story is about two sons of an Indian chief. One of them was to be
chosen as the new Chief of the Tribe, the Chief was old and dying. His name
was Chief Thundercloud.  Both of the sons were young warriors, strong and
brave and wise in the ways of the red man. The chief called a council of
his tribe so they could decide witch of his sons, Falling stars or Young
Falling Rock would lead as the new chief because the chief was getting old
and must soon go to the happy hunting grounds. The tribe was evenly split
on which son should be the new chief. The Chief had a suggestion to solve
the problem".

"We must choose wisely, both are good and brave. My sons, go forth alone,
one towards the rising sun and one towards the setting sun. Return with the
full moon and then we shall decide."

"Many days passed until the full moon came, Falling Stars returned with
many stories of his achievements and bravery, but Falling Rocks did not
return. The Tribe wanted to make Falling Stars the new Chief, but the Chief
had another Idea",

"We must be fair, we will wait 7 suns for Falling Rocks, Then we will
choose"

"Falling Rocks did not return so Falling Stars was made the new Chief.
Falling Rocks never did return, and even though this happened many, many
years ago, the Indian tribe is still looking for him.  That is why today,
as we ride along the roads in the mountains, we see the signs that say;
"WATCH FOR FALLING ROCKS"

"aaahhhh, Hiss, boooo," All the boys groaned. Mr. B. got a big grin on his
face and did his usual loud cackle. Most of the boys had been sucked into
the story, The older boys knew better.  Mr. B. was known for his practical
jokes, and his stories. Still, this was one I hadn't heard before, and I
thought it was pretty entertaining.  We all sat around the fire cooking
marshmallows on sticks, and telling jokes for the next couple hours.
Mr. B. told us not to stay up to late because we would be braking camp
early in the morning.

Soon everyone was headed to their tents. This would be the first time that
I had the chance to get close to David. David and I had been making real
progress as friends. I was already by far his best friend in the troop. I
knew I had his trust, but it was always risky to do what I was about to
do. I was really nervous, but being nervous just added to the
excitement. It was a pretty warm night, so we both striped down to our
underwear before we slipped into our sleeping bags. Dam! Could anybody be
as beautiful as this kid was? His chest was nice and defined, he had a six
pack stomach, and I don't think I have ever seen someone with more perfect
skin, it just looked baby smooth. I waited until I heard his even breathing
start. The sure sign that he was asleep. I knew I was going to let him
catch me, but I guess I at least wanted a chance to check him out incase he
rejected me, so I let him fall asleep. I reached into his sleeping bag, he
was lying on his back, my knuckle touched his arm, and with the lightest
touch possible I made my way down to his underwear. I put my hand on his
stomach and pushed my hand under his waistband. I reached my goal, he
wasn't hard, but I was surprised to find that he had a good bit of pubic
hair, and pretty healthy sized nuts. My touch was starting to have an
effect, and he started getting hard. It lengthened out to about 5 inches. I
was starting to get overwhelmed. My heart pounding and my whole body
shaking. I decided to take this a little farther. I pulled my hand out and
searched for his hand. I put my hand around his wrist, and I picked up his
hand and started to work it very slowly towards me. I pulled down my
underwear inside my sleeping bag. Then I took his hand and wrapped it
around my hard dick. Then I went back to feeling his.  I heard his
breathing stop abruptly, and I felt his hand squeeze my dick. I froze to
see what his next move would be. There was none. He was definitely awake,
but he was not making any move. I flexed my dick, and then squeezed his, he
then flexed his.  I started to stroke him hoping that he would do me, but
he did not move. I took my other hand and grabbed his wrist and started to
move his hand up and down on my dick, his grip tightened, but he still did
not move. I kept stroking him while I kept his hand working on me. I was so
sky high that there was no stopping my build up. When I knew I was going to
shoot, I took his hand and cupped it over the top of my dick, I think I
must have cum harder than I ever did in my life. I emptied my load into his
hand. After I settled down, I went back to working on him, but I couldn't
get him to cum. I decided to just clean him up. I guess I would find out
tomorrow what effect this would have on our friendship.

If anything, we became even better friends after that night. We started
hanging out together outside of scouts after this trip. I had a real big
brother little brother relationship with him.  He looked up to me and he
always liked being close to me, which I didn't mind at all. I tried on many
nights to get David to cum, but couldn't. Then One night he slept over my
house, Now sometimes he would pretend that he was asleep to get me to play
with his dick. And he was doing it again. He was lying on his back with his
2 legs hanging of the corner of the bed. I shook him a little, but he was
not going to respond, so I went right to work. I undid his zipper and wiped
out his nice plumb dick. I went right to work jerking him off. I was going
to make him cum. It took about 10 minutes, but then it happened. It had to
be his first one, because I have never seen such white cum before. It was
super white. Well, then I wiped it up and zipped him up. And that was all
for that night. Always unspoken, never a word said. I had made him cum many
times after that.  The one night I remember best was on this one trip a few
years later, he was 14 and I was 17. I had gotten a little bolder with
him. He was pretending to be asleep again and this time I intended to get
him to say something to me. I pulled his pants down to his knees and took
mine off and then I laid on top of him so our dicks where pressed
together. Then I sat up and took his hand and rapped it around both of our
dicks and started to jerk them together with my hand over his as I slowly
rotated my hips so my dick was sliding up and down on his. As both of our
precum started flowing I was using it to make the friction less and less
until I was able to lay down on him again and slid back and forth without
effort with the wetness we both created. As I lay with my ear next to his
mouth I could hear his breathing and I was able to hear him exhale as he
started to cum. As soon as he did I did also. I asked him, "how was that?"
he didn't answer. He was still going to play the game. So I cleaned him off
and went to bed and never was a word said. There were many more get
togethers after that, but I guess it was a couple years later when I had my
last get together with him. He was 17 now. He came down to the shore with
me and stayed at my families shore house with me.  We got really drunk
together, a tradition we had started when we were much younger. When we
went to bed, I wasted no time. I pulled his pants down and I started to
give him a blowjob. I wanted him to cum in my mouth, He really tried, he
was pumping in my mouth for about 15 minutes, but he was to drunk to
cum. That was the last time we were together sexually.

I feel out of all of the friends I had when I was younger that I could
really trust him the most. We had a special friendship that we still have
today. I don't talk to him to much anymore, because he lives far away, but
when we get together or talk on the phone we can spend hours talking about
the old times and the new times too. I have thought about letting him in on
some of my dark secrets, but I don't know if he would want to know about
it.  I think I will tell him when the time is right. I kept a close eye on
him as a kid, and I think he may have a couple dark secrets too. Even
deeper than mine, but back to the story.

The next day, David showed total confidence in our friendship. He stuck by
my side most of the day, and his over all confidence seemed to have grown
by leaps and bounds. I guess he knew now that he had my complete trust, and
that I would help him to gain the respect of the others.

We packed up camp, and it took us about another 4 hours to get to the other
camp. We got a really nice site. There were about 12 lean-tos in the shape
a U. facing toward the camp lake. There was a steep two-story drop to the
water at the front of the camp, but that gave a clear view of the other
side of the lake, which still was part of the Boy Scout camp.  Justin and I
picked the lean-to on the end, and Justin invited Darrin to bunk with us so
we would have the radio. Chad was following right behind us,

"Justin, can I bunk with you guys?" Chad Asked,

"No way, find someone else to bother, Justin replied. Chad didn't take it
to heart, he just took the Lean-to next to ours with Rob, Mike, and Jimmy,
a brand new boy to the troop.

After we set up our bunks. We were asked to get into full uniforms to go to
the lunch hall. There was a trail at the front of the site that led down
the waterfront at the camp. There was a long wood planked bridge that
crossed the lake with two docks attached to it. They separated the shallow
water from the deep water for swimming. We crossed the bridge to the other
side where the lunch hall was. There were probably about 20 other troops at
the lunch hall. The grub was pretty good. Turkey, with mashed potatoes and
all the trimmings. I think I must have gained 10 pounds that week, every
meal was just as good. At the end of the meal one of the scout masters
started with the normal camp song Flee Fly Flo, Kind of a tong twister song
that gets faster and faster. I know it sounds kind of stupid right? but for
all you guys that have been to summer camp, you know what I am talking
about. It becomes really easy to get involved in these stupid games. Some
of these scoutmasters were great guys, who were well liked by the boys, and
if the could act like idiots, then we could too.

When we got back to camp, we were given out schedules for the week. Summer
camp was not all games, most of the day was spent going from class to class
working on merit badges, my list was something like this;

 9:30 	Rifle and Shotgun Merit Badge
10:30 	Rocketry Merit badge
11:30 	Lunch
12:30 	Environmental science Merit Badge
 1:30 	Swimming Merit Badge
 2:30 	Artery Merit Badge
 3:30	Open Swimming.

Pretty much after 2:30 we had free time. Some of the badges gave you
homework to do, so we were kept pretty busy most of the time, but there was
still plenty of time for fun. Towards the end of the week, there was the
water front competition where all of the troops competed against each other
in water events.

The rest of the day went by pretty fast, and soon we were getting ready to
settle down for the night.  We headed to our lean-tos. I had brought a copy
of Eddy Murphy's Delirious album and we all piled into my lean-to and
started listening. It was the story of Eddy's family picnic. For those of
you that have never heard it. Check it out, it is funny as hell. Darrin
kept the radio really low because of all of the cursing. All the other boys
started to make their way over.

"Darrin, Turn off the radio" Justin said, Darrin hit the stop
button. "Chad, David, and Rob, you guys can stay, everyone else, Get lost!"

Justin new better than to let to many of the younger guys stay around. They
didn't know how to keep their mouth closed. Besides, Mr. B. was always a
little protective of the newer boys, and we didn't want to catch his
attention.  The other boys left and Darrin put the tape back on. We
entertained our self for a wile until it was time to go to bed. Then Justin
and me took a little hike down the road to catch a smoke.  When we got back
all the lights were out. Justin walked into the lean-to and laid on his
bunk.  I said,

"I'll be back I'm going to go to the latrine"

I went to the other side of the camp to use the latrine. As I was walking
back, I could see some movement inside the lean-to next to ours. I
approached very quietly. I stood by the corner and looked in. Rob was lying
in the bottom bunk, and Mike was standing over him with Jimmy standing next
to him. I could hear their conversation.

"Do you have it?" Jimmy asked,

"Ya, just follow my hand down, It's Hard" Mike replied

I could hardly believe I what I was seeing. Rob was asleep, and Mike had
his hand around his cock. I could tell jimmy was nervous, but he followed
Mike's hand down to Rob's dick. They both stood there for a couple minutes
when Rob's head popped up and he said,

"Get off you jerks" Mike was barley fazed, but Jimmy turned around to get
back in his bunk. That's when he saw me. He didn't say anything, but he
jumped into his bunk. That's when Mike saw me. I said,

"Mike come here for a minute I want to talk to you"

I took Mike out far enough away so that we could talk without anyone
hearing.

"You're not going to tell on me are you?" he asked

"Hell no I wouldn't do that, If there is anyone you can trust in this Troop
it is me", "I would never hold anything against you, you have some balls
though, you didn't even seem to care that he caught you"

"Well, he knows, he has caught me before. He always acts like he is mad,
but he doesn't say anything about it".

"Who else have you done that to?

"Well Jimmy, Evan, even Justin Once."

"Justin? You must be crazy, he would kill you if he caught you."

Mike continued "I started with my younger brothers, I practice on them all
the time. I am pretty good at not getting caught"

"Your still nuts even thinking about it with Justin"

We had a nice long talk, probably because it would be the only time we
could talk. Mike was not someone that I would usually hold a conversation
with. He did not have a good reputation and he was outside my group of
friends. I had to be very selective of who I took under my wing if I wanted
to keep the respect of the older guys. It had to be someone with the
potential of being respected.  So far out of all of the new boys that came
into our troop in the last three years, I had only been able to take three
boys under my wing. Really all of them in a way were under my wing, but
only three I called my friends, Chad, David, and as of lately Darrin.  The
older guys were already accepting Chad, but David and Darrin Still had a
way to go.  I planed to work on both of them this trip. Mike went on to
tell me how he first got started with his younger brothers, somehow,
imagining that made me get hard just thinking about it. Still, he was
taking to big of risks for me to be associated with him. I am not one to
lie especially if someone is honest with me first. He asked me if I had
ever done anything, I couldn't totally deny it, so I admitted to checking
out Chad. He really sprung to life when I admitted that.

"I was going to try him next, he is right over Rob, you want to go back and
try" He asked.

With all the talk we were just doing, the thought of it was just to hard
for me to turn down.

"All right, but you follow my lead, he is cool with me, but if he caught
you, he would probably kill you"

We went back to the lean-to. I quietly went up to Chad's bunk and slowly
pulled down the zipper on his sleeping bag. I slid my hand in. It was
really warm. I could smell the smell of fabric softener escaping with the
heat. He was lying on his side facing away from me. I slowly slid my hand
around him. He was only wearing his underwear. I ran my hand over his balls
and penis up to his waistband and slid my hand under his waistband. His
dick was soft, I grabbed the head and gave it a few tugs then squeezed it
at the base a few times. Each time a repeated those motions it got a little
harder until it reached it's full 4 inches. Then I motioned for Mike to
follow my hand down, and he did. As he reached my hand, I pulled my hand
back so he could have full access. He was fondling Chad for a couple
minutes when all of a sudden Chad started to roll over he didn't even open
his eyes but said, "get off" as though he were saying it in his sleep. I
dropped down incase he opened his eyes, but again, Mike barley moved. I
grabbed mike by his arm and we walked back out to where we were before.

I said. "Dude, you need to be a lot more careful, You are going to get
yourself in trouble." "Stick with people that you know you are safe with"
"Pick one or two really good friends" If you keep pressing your luck with
people your not close to, your going to have problems.

"I know, you are right, I will try to be more careful"

We talked a little while longer, but that would be it. It would have been
interesting if Mike and I could have done some things together, but it just
wouldn't be possible. He was taking way to many risks. It was best if I
kept my distance from him. It was getting late, so we finished talking and
I went back to my bunk and went to sleep.

I was having a great time at camp, Rifle and shotgun was cool, I had never
shot a gun before this trip, and I was a crack shot. I scored second
highest in the camp. As for artery, that was already a hobby of mine, so I
did fairly well in that also. Environmental science was the most boring, I
had to sit by my self for an hour every day in the woods and write about
the wild life that I spotted. Swimming was always a highlight of my day. I
was a fish, so it was a breeze for me, but I got to check out and make
friends with a lot of awesome looking boys. Rocketry was cool, because I
got to build a model rocket and launch it at the end of the week, but I
guess one of the highlights of the trip was the water event. Our Troop won
nearly every event.  I was picked to do the long distance under water swim,
I dove off the diving board and swam nearly to the other side of the lake
underwater.  I would have won, but my heal had broken the surface of the
water before I came up. I still got second place. Then there was the
paddleless canoe race; Me, Justin, Chad and Darrin had to get into a canoe
paddle it with our hands out around a buoy and back between the
docks. There were five other troops racing against us. One other troop was
winning by a few feet, but there was so much splashing that they sunk the
canoe before the finish line, we passed them and then sunk as soon as we
crossed the line. We also won the sweat shirt race. The object was to put
half your team on one dock, and the other half on the other dock. The first
boy had the sweatshirt on and dove in and swam to the other dock, his
teammates pulled him out of the water.  Then he put his arms over his head,
and another boy faced him and grabbed his hands. The rest of the boys
pulled the shirt off of the boy wearing it and onto the other boy in one
swift motion. Then that boy dove in and swam back to the other dock. The
sequence repeated until the last boy was pulled out of the water. There
were four teams racing at a time.  We all knew that David was a strong
swimmer, so we let him go last, and he won the competition for us. It was
neck and neck when he dove into the water, but he got ahead of the other
boy and touched the dock first. Everyone rallied around him and picked him
up on their shoulders. All in all, it had been an awesome week.

On the last night, there was the last big event. The camp fire.  The fire
was stacked like a log cabin probably about 5 feet square and 7 feet
high. The flames reached about 15 or 20 feet high. There was a circular
arena carved out of the side of a hill with large logs forming steps down
to the water level where the fire was. All the awards and trophies for the
week were given out and then each troop had to perform a small skit. Like a
mini play. Most skits were some form of a practical joke, and it was very
entertaining to watch.  By the end of the week, we were all looking forward
to getting into our own beds, but at the same time, It is a real shame to
break the bonds that formed during the week.  I could have stayed the whole
summer if it meant that I had the chance to spend 24 hours a day with my
friends. Darrin and I had really gotten close during the week, but I had to
be careful how close with Justin being near by.  Justin was starting to
accept David, but he knew that George didn't like him so he still was a
little apprehensive about him. All and all, everything was going good for
me. David and I had become very close. He ended up living about 3 miles
away from me, but that didn't seem to matter too much. We both made the
trip back and forth on our bikes three or four days a week, and when I
started to bring him over to Justin's house once in a wile, Justin finely
started to like him.

I think I could spend a lot more time talking about summer camp, but that
is only a part of what this story is about.  I mainly wanted to give you
the chance to get to know some of the characters in the story.  I have a
few more that I want you to meet, Such as the infamous George that David
and I were talking about. So the second part of this story takes place on
another trip later in the same year.  If you liked part one, you will
definitely like part two. I wrote part two first, but then realized that
some of the boys needed to be introduced at an earlier time.

If you have any comments, I would love some feedback, you can write me at
ryanscott@mail.com