Date: Thu, 1 Jul 2004 11:52:13 EDT
From: adama1416@aol.com
Subject: Troop 82 Chapters 8 & 9

This story is true, most of the names have been changed. While chapter
one doesn't depict any real sexual activity, the rest of the chapters do
contain graphic descriptions of sexual activity between teen and pre teen
boys and occasionally boy adult contact. All contact was actually
consensual, but the reader must keep in mind that these events happened
in a different time. Things then where not like things are now. As
always, if you are offended by this type of material, or you are under
18, or this type of material is not legal in your area, the time to leave
is NOW!

Troop 82 by L. Ray (red_dragon_ky@yahoo.com)


Chapter 8
Mike's Birthday

At the Troop meeting the first week in December, Mike handed out
invitations to his Birthday Party which would be the following weekend.
Mike was trying to be somewhat discreet about the invitations because he
wasn't inviting the whole Troop, just his best friends. He had decided
that he wanted to have a sleepover party at his grandparents house
because they had an indoor pool with a large grotto and they could all
sleep in there so that they wouldn't bother his grandparents. His Mom
had talked it over with them and they agreed, but said that he could
invite only 10 boys. Mike was turning 15, and wanted to share his
birthday with his closest friends.

Several of the younger boys kept trying to find out what Mike was doing,
and he was starting to get a little upset. He had given me an invitation
before we left for the meeting, and I offered to pass the rest of them
out for him. He said "please tell them not to open them until they get
home, so that no one else will know what's going on." I promised that I
would do what he wanted, and took the six remaining invitations to pass
them out. Mike had invited Danny, Bill, Gary, Ricky (my cousin), David
L., a new boy in the Troop named Pete, that he and I knew from school,
Joe, a friend of ours from school, and me.

Mike said in the invitations that he didn't want any presents, but I was
not about to let him have his fifteenth and not get a gift from his best
friends. I talked to Danny and Bill at school on Monday and told them
that I was going shopping for a gift for Mike and needed them to help me
decide what to get him. We decided that we would go shopping on
Wednesday, and would all meet after school to see what we could find.
They had both decided that they would get a gift too or we could all put
our money together and get one really good gift. That evening, Bill
called David and Gary, and got them in on our plan too. I called Ricky
and told him, and he was eager to join in on our plan. Tuesday at
school, Pete caught up with me in the lunchroom, and asked if he could
get in on it too.

The seven of us met at the drug store on Main Street and sat drinking
cherry cokes at the soda fountain in the back while we discussed our
plans. I said "Look guys, kids who have birthdays close to Christmas
always get the short deal on gifts, cause they either get them for their
birthday, or for Christmas, but never for both." "Mike is our bud, and
nobody knows him better than we do, and it isn't right for anybody not to
get presents for his birthday," my dad paid me for working at the store,
but I haven't got a clue what I want to get for him." Pete suggested a
really nice shirt to which we all said "YUCH!" Danny said something
about sports equipment, which we all considered a possibility, Mike was
really into basketball, and he played tennis in the summer a lot.

Several other suggestions were made and all of a sudden I got this idea.
I must have looked like the cat that ate the canary, because the other
guys all asked "what's up with you?" I had everybody move in close so
that nobody else could hear, not that anyone was listening to a bunch of
teenaged boys, and said "Listen, every time we go camping Mike carries
all of his gear in that ratty old back pack that his Mom found at the
church yard sale," everybody was listening intently. "What if we got him
a really nice, new one?" As I looked at the group, everyone had a big
smile, then Danny said, "Yeah, that one he has really smells too!" I
asked, no one in particular, "How can we get out to the big Sporting
Goods place out on North 27?"

Danny got up and went to the front of the drug store. He was gone for
several minutes and then came back smiling. "Let's pay up and head out
front guys." Everybody looked at each other in confusion, but we got up
and went to the cash-register and paid for our cokes and headed for the
front door. When we walked out onto the sidewalk, there sat Leonard in
the old van waiting. Danny smiled "Well, we needed a ride to Paul's
didn't we?" We all piled into the old van and Leonard drove off.

Leonard didn't say much on the way to the store. It was 10 miles from
town, and I was beginning to worry that he was upset because Danny had
had him leave his business early. When we got to the store, Leonard
called me over to him. "This is really nice of you boys. I want to help
out and we'll set Mike up right. Is that OK with you?" I looked up at
him and said "sure, that'll be great!" We all walked in and Leonard made
some suggestions. We found everything that we were looking for and went
to the checkout and everyone got their money out. It came to $100.50,
and between the seven of us we had $80.00. Leonard put the rest of the
money on the counter and we left the store. On the way back to town we
all talked it over and agreed that everything would stay at my house
until Friday and then we discussed how we should wrap the whole thing.
We were pretty sure that we had decided how and what to do and the guys
helped me carry it into my house and to my room.

About an hour later, Danny called me and told me that his dad had found a
box that he was sure would be big enough and they had gotten some
wrapping paper too. He said that they would bring them over after
dinner.

Friday evening, Danny and his dad came by to pick me up to head out to
Mike's grandparents house on the Big Clifty Road. It was a long drive
and we kept talking about the gift, and how we hoped that Mike would like
it. In a lot of ways, I think that Leonard was as excited as Danny and I
were, even though he wouldn't be at the party. We had driven for about
thirty minutes when Leonard turned into the drive. Mike's Mom met us in
the driveway and said that we were a little early and that Mike had gone
to the store with his grand dad. Danny and I looked at each other and
smiled and then told her that we were glad that Mike wasn't there yet.
We opened the back door of the van and got out the big box. Mike's Mom
just smiled and said that she would open the door and show us where to
put it.

As we entered the house, I wondered why Mike's Mom had to work for my
aunt cleaning her house. I knew that Mike's dad didn't live with them,
but from the looks of the house, her parents were anything but poor. I
wondered why Mike and his Mom didn't live with them.

She led Danny and me out to the pool grotto and told us to put the box in
the back corner behind the deck chairs. Then she gave us a big sheet to
cover it with so that Mike wouldn't see it until we were ready. I heard
Mike's voice just as we finished covering our "secret"and we hurried to
the front end of the grotto.

Mike and his grand dad came into the room and he seemed happy to see that
Danny and I were the first to show up. Mike's grandma came out into the
grotto and said that there was a car coming up the drive, and that Mike
should go to the door and greet his guests properly. As Mike headed for
the front door, his grandma headed back into her kitchen.

Ricky, David, Bill, and Pete all arrived together in Ricky's dad's car,
and Gary showed up shortly after them. Joe arrived at exactly 7:00. I
figured that everyone was accounted for as Mike's grandma came in and
said that the food would be ready in a few minutes. Mike looked like he
was waiting for somebody as he appeared to count heads. He asked his Mom
if anyone had called and she told him that no one had. At that, he
looked almost disappointed. I asked him what was wrong and he told me
that there was one more guest who was supposed to be here. When I asked
who, he smiled and said "you'll see."

At 7:15 there was a knock on the door. Mike yelled out, "I'll get it!"
he ran to the front door and we could hear voices as he returned with his
surprise guest behind him. Everyone seemed eager to find out who the
mystery person was, and as he came into the room, my mouth dropped. Mike
said "guys, this is my cousin, Isaiah. He's from Hazard." I looked at
Bill, then back at Isaiah, then at Mike. I couldn't believe that I had
shared a tent just a few months ago with my best friend's cousin and
didn't know it. Mike looked at me and smiled a "shit eating grin" and I
was speechless. As Mike was introducing every one to Isaiah, he came
over by Bill and me and said, "And of course, you already know Bill and
Larry." Mike's grandma came back into the grotto and said that the food
was ready and we had better come get it before it got cold. She looked
at Isaiah and turned to leave the room and stopped Mike's Mom and asked
"what's he doing here?" Mike's Mom said "you did tell him he could
invite whoever he wanted!"

As we headed for the kitchen I asked Mike why he didn't say anything at
the training weekend and he said, "We don't see each other that much
cause my gran and his gran are sisters but they don't like each other,
but when I saw him at our family reunion in September, he asked if I knew
you. When I told him you were my best friend, he wanted to know more, so
I told him that you popped my cherry. Then he told me what all you guys
did at the camp that weekend and I had to invite him."

We all finished eating and helped clean up and then thanked Mike's
grandma for the great food. We went back out to the grotto, but Mike's
grandma and grand dad went to the living room for the evening. When we
got back into the pool grotto, we blindfolded Mike and told his Mom to
make sure that he didn't peek. Danny and I went to the corner and got
the big box and brought it up to where Mike was sitting. We told him to
open his eyes and everybody yelled "Happy Birthday"! Mike looked really
surprised and then said, "Guys, I said no presents."

Danny chirped up and said "it was Larry's idea, but we all chipped in."
Mike opened the box and he looked like he was going to cry. He reached
in and pulled out a large back pack and he said "wow guys, I..."

I said that he should look inside the pack. He opened it and pulled out
a new winter weight sleeping bag, a canteen, a battery powered lantern
and at the very bottom, a new pair of hiking boots. Mike swallowed hard,
and said "I don't know what to say." I put my arm around his shoulder
and said that he didn't have to say anything because he was our bud. His
Mom got up and went into the house as she wiped her eyes on her napkin.

Mike stood up and gave me a tight hug and kissed me on the cheek as he
whispered, "I love you!" he then motioned for everyone to join in our
hug. As they all moved in we kept hugging as Isaiah sort of edged the
whole group toward the pool. None of us were completely aware of what
was going on until we lost our footing and all of us ended up in the
pool, laughing and yelling.

Mike's Mom came in quickly and began to laugh hysterically as we pulled
ourselves out of the pool in our soaking wet clothes. She went to the
cabana box and pulled out several very large fluffy towels and handed
them out She told us to take off our wet clothes and she would put them
in the dryer to dry. then she told us that the heat in the pool area was
set very warm so we shouldn't get cold. as she took the wet clothes and
looked around at ten teenage boys all wearing towels and smiles, she
said, "Have fun boys" and she headed into the house.

We all looked at each other and threw the towels onto the chairs and
headed back into the pool, whooping and laughing as we jumped into the
warm water. We swam and dunked, splashed, and jumped and dived for
nearly two hours, Isaiah swam over to where Mike and I were, at the edge
of the pool and he grabbed me and turned me to face him, then he kissed
me softly on the lips. He got up on the side of the pool and led me over
to one of the chase chairs and sat next to my legs as he leaned forward
and kissed me again, this time with more passion. I was suddenly
oblivious to the sounds of the others as they laughed and splashed around
in the pool. Then he said, "Wait here." He got up and went back over to
the pool and leaned down to talk to Mike, then extended his hand to him
and helped him out of the water.

The two of them came over to where I was sitting, and told me to come
with them. I got up and followed them to the back corner where we had
previously hidden the gift for Mike and we all three got down behind the
stack of chairs. Isaiah looked at me and said that he knew that I loved
him, but he also knew that I loved Mike. As I blushed a little, I
started to speak, but Isaiah put his finger to my lips as if to tell me
to be quiet. He then told me that he loved me too, but he also loved
Mike. Then he looked Mike in the eye, and said, I can't match the gifts
that Larry has given you, but I do have a gift for you. Mike and I both
looked a little bewildered as Isaiah moved his to his knees between
Mike's legs and bent forward to suck in his cock. He sucked Mike
lovingly and gently for several minutes and then raised up and looked at
both of us as he said, "I will keep the other guys busy for 45 minutes,
you two have 45 minutes, totally alone, to show each other how much you
really love each other That's my birthday gift to you Mike." With that,
he got up and ran and jumped into the pool and managed to get all of the
others down to the other end of the pool to play some water games.

Mike and I looked at each other for what seemed like an hour, then our
lips suddenly met as we kissed, really kissed for the first time. We had
kissed each other before, but they were in the throws of passion, or just
plain silliness. This was a kiss of absolute love. There were rockets
exploding, the earth was moving, and neither of us could catch our
breath. It was the most tender kiss I had ever experienced or ever
would.

As we caressed each other, there was no lust involved, neither of us said
a single word for the entire time, there was no need for talk, we each
did exactly what our hearts told us to do. As I entered Mike, there was
total trust. After I climaxed and we lay there in an unyielding embrace,
there were no questions, no doubts. Each time we touched, it was as if
we were touching for the very first time.

When Mike entered me, I felt no discomfort like I usually did, only
warmth as his body contacted mine. As he reached his climax, I reached a
second, more powerful one and the whole situation was like a spiritual
experience. It was as if everyone else had vanished. We were together,
as one, as God had intended that we should be. Not two boys seeking
sexual gratification, but two lovers, experiencing completeness. This
was how the universe was meant to be.

We held each other afterwards, and cried. As the tears ran across our
kissing lips there was no saltiness to them, they were sweeter than
sugar. I dried Mikes tears with my lips as I kissed him, and he dried
mine the same way. I knew that if I died, right then and there, that
heaven would have been a disappointment by comparison.

All too soon, our time was up, as we heard the others calling for us to
come and join them in the pool. Mike and I found Isaiah and we both
grabbed him in a warm happy embrace and kissed him on the cheeks. We
whispered to him, "Thank you!"

After a while, the others all paired off and took the blankets that Mikes
Mom had left out for us and settled in on the chases, but Mike and I
returned to the spot behind the stack of chairs and spent the rest of the
night together. We could hear the sounds of sex and giggling around the
room, but we knew that here, it was just us.

Chapter 9
In Conclusion

That pretty much sums up the first year that I was in Troop 82. There
were four more years of experiences, some good, some not so good. Of all
the boys that came and went, I will never forget the ones from that first
year.

While a lot of what happened was definitely just youthful
experimentation, several of the guys did turn out to be gay, and a few
where BI. Most of them, however, went on to be total heterosexuals. I'm
sure that that would not have been the case if Dr. Steve had had his
way.

I do keep up friendships with most of the boys from that first summer.

Danny married and had two kids, he later took over his dad's business
which he nearly lost in his divorce. Had his brother and cousins not
owned equal shares of the business, she would provably have cleaned him
out in the divorce? He never remarried and now lives alone. He rarely
sees his two boys.

Gary became a lawyer, and had a heart attack three years ago during a
court case. He died before the ambulance got there. He weighed over 375
pounds.

Ricky is very happily gay, and living with his lover of 23 years in
upstate New York. I still see him at family gatherings and we talk
fondly of our days in Troop 82. He says that he owes his sexual
contentment to me.

David was killed in Viet Nam three years after he graduated high school.
He never got to see his son, who was born while he was in the service. I
was a pallbearer at his funeral.

James worked in an oil refinery and became an alcoholic after the plant
closed and he couldn't find another job. He now lives in public housing
on SSI benefits.

Mark became a Dancer on Broadway. Last I heard from him, He was the lead
chorus line dancer in "The Producers." He held tickets for me at the box
office the last time I was in New York. The show was great and he is a
lot sexier than I remember him being as a kid.

Two years ago, Dr. Steve was being arrested for sexually molesting the
boys in his Scout Troop, yes he was still an active leader. The officer
who arrested him, was a former Scout from the early years of the Troop.
He took Dr. Steve to his home to allow him to pack a few things to take
with him to jail. While waiting for him, in his living room, Dr. Steve
took a gun out of his desk drawer and shot himself in the head. He died
instantly.

Mike was given a "hot cocktail" at a party for his 18th birthday, The
alcohol was mixed with coca cola and cocaine. He died three hours later
at the hospital, in my arms. Part of me died with him. I still think of
Mike often. And yes, I still love him. I honestly think I will always
love him.

And me, well, after Mike died I tried to convince myself that I really
wasn't gay. Although I dated girls frequently over the years, and I
occasionally still had gay relationships,I thuoght of myself as BI and I
didn't get married until I was much older. We were married for 15 years
and had a beautiful daughter. Three years ago, she left me, ironically
for another woman. Go figure. My daughter lives with me, and she
accepts the fact that I am gay, in fact she thinks it's pretty cool. We
are not wealthy, but we are happy.

We shared so much together back then, we loved, we laughed, we cried. I
wouldn't have missed it for anything.


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