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Camping with Five, Horny Eagle Scouts (mm+)
by the Best Fucking Little Boy in the Whole Goddam World
(c) 1992
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-- a story of delisciouss, sslippery, conssenssual,
homosekxsuall sex among several salasciouss and
insashiable adolescentss
"Ok boys, in the water and on your mark."
Five naked boys of various heights and hair colors,
ranging in age from 16 to 18 dove off the pier and into
the brown lake for the swimming match. Their bodies
varied in shade from red to brown from two weeks of
camping without clothes, two weeks totally bare out of
doors. They had been laughing and punching and wrestling
while waiting for the whistle to blow for the start. Now,
in the water, they were quiet and intent, each thinking
only of winning this last important race. Their heads
bobbed in the water.
"On your mark...". Each stood back flat against the
pier.
"Set.." They put out their arms.
"Go!" They all lurched out of the water and dove
forward, their arms
and legs flapping with all the strength and energy their
hard bodies could muster. Their heads turned side to side
and their compact little asses bobbed up and down out of
the water as they energetically swam the distance, kicked
off the wall twenty five yards away, and headed back the
way they came. It was a close race, but a darkly tanned
Cuban boy named Luiz touched the rope in his lane barely
a second before the one favored to win, Steve, a tall,
blonde, muscular boy (and at 18, the oldest of the five).
Third place was tied between Will, the small, wiry, red
head; and brown haired JR, the hairiest and toughest of
the bunch. (He had probably been hampered by his poor eye
sight since he had to wear glasses. It was well known
that Will and Steve were boyfriends and it was assumed
that THEY would tie.) In fifth came Rick, the most
popular boy at camp. Rick was the smallest and youngest,
but he had a compact muscular body and an extremely sweet
little dick nestled in a cute, brown bush. Everyone
agreed he had the best tasting gism.
The boys struggled up out of the water, their
bodies dripping and their feet leaving wet prints all
over the greyish brown wooden pier. They rubbed their
eyes and waited for the results to be announced.
"And the winner is...". Being in the race, none of
them knew who had won. "Luiz Marcado! Congratulations
Luiz!". The other boys applauded, then patted him on the
back or smacked his butt.
"Ok boys. Free time until dinner."
The Scout Master darted over to Luiz before he
could follow the other
boys who were quickly dispersing into the woods or down
the beach.
"So you get to choose the recreation for our last
night. What's your pleasure?"
"I have some ideas but I'm not sure who might go
along with it." Luiz looked down. He had beautiful, dark
brown eyes and could sometimes be very shy. He stared at
the Scout Master's bare feet.
"Well let's hear your ideas. I'm sure no matter
what it is I've heard worse."
"Ok, well, I thought maybe we could all of us get
together tonight, you know, just see what happens. All of
us together on the mat, you know, with maybe a little
warm oil to lubricate things a little?"
"Well, that sounds appropriate for the last night I
guess. Do you think somebody might not go along? We can't
really make them of course, but it would be more fun if
every body did."
"I'm not sure about Steve and Will. They keep to
themselves pretty much now."
The Scout Master smiled. "I think they'll go
along." Steve and Will had visited his tent last night
together and the three of them had had a great time. "So,
I think you have a very good idea. What are you going to
do now, by the way?"
Luiz looked up. The Scout Master's massive cock was
sticking straight out from his body and thickening and
stiffening as Luiz watched. In no time it pointed
straight up. Luiz licked his lips. He knew it was a
delicious cock but he'd already made a date with Rick. If
it weren't for Ricky's delicious and abundant juice...
Luiz looked up and gave a shy smile. "mmmmmm, I'd
like to but Ricky and I are ... going to do some stuff."
Luiz's own cock had quickly risen to attention from his
thick, damp, black, bush. The councilor stroked the
inside of Luiz's leg and lightly fingered his balls.
"Too bad. Guess I'll have to take care of myself.
Ok, go have a good time with Rick."
Luiz trotted off, his erect organ smacking against
his stomach as he ran into the woods to find Rick. There
was no one in sight now. Oh well, the Scout Master
decided to save himself for tonight. Even though he
himself was only a few years older than they were, he
wasn't able to keep up with these boys even as well as he
could last year.
After the dinner things were cleared up and washed
all the boys gathered around the fire to hear what
tonight's treat was. Everyone was sporting an iron-like
erection in anticipation. They were chatting and giggling
and playing around with each other; not too seriously
though lest they waste some of their juice (though they
all had plenty to spare). The Scout Master went to his
tent to get the gymnastics mat they had brought for their
evening's entertainments. Steve helped him spread it out,
then the Scout Master sat on the picnic table to get
everyone quiet and start the proceedings.
"Well Eagle Scouts, have you all had a good time
these past two weeks?"
"Yeah!" they all yelled.
"Tonight's our last night. Tomorrow it's back to
school or your summer
jobs and wearing those uncomfortable clothes."
"Boooo!"
"Well, Luiz, the winner of today's event, has
thought up a special
treat for us to say goodbye to each other. You want to
tell them Luiz?"
Luiz stood up and went over to the mess area. One
of the large sauce pans had been sitting near the fire to
warm. He took off the lid and brought it over to the
group, walking carefully in his bare feet so as not to
spill anything.
"This is just to get things started," he said.
"Would everyone stand up?"
The boys stood up in a row; five boys, five hard
young bodies, five unquenchable sexual appetites, and
five erected cocks, ripe to bursting with untold gallons
of cream.
Luiz went from boy to boy and had them dip their
hands in the warm oil. Each smeared it on his neighbor's
back, chest, or legs. (They avoided touching the other's
(or their own) cocks for fear of premature explosions.)
Luiz made the round several times until the pan was
almost empty and everyone's naked body was shining and
gleaming in the firelight. He put the pan back near the
fire.
"Let's go!" he said. They all rushed together and
collapsed on the mat, five slick naked boys, grinding and
rubbing against each other. In a few minutes they had
desolved into a mountain of heaving and grunting bodies.
Some of them were already ejaculating thick, wads of cum
from slipping and slidding their pricks against whatever
they could find. Some made it feel good for those
grunting and groaning with pleasure while protecting
their own cocks. Then those that had lost their first
load rubbed themselves against whatever they could find
that was still hard until warm stuff spurted out. They
continued oozing around against each other. Some boys
stayed stiff after cumming and were soon ready to shoot
again. Others had to wait to harden back up after ten or
fifteen minutes, but were soon enjoying it once more. All
of the pleasure was given and received by the mutual
slipping and sliding together of their slick bodies.
(Steve, however, succeeding in finding Will in the mound
of flesh, slid himself into his boyfriend and enjoyed
himself for awhile. A little later Will got the
opportunity to return the fuck.) After about an hour and
a half and several pints of cream, they were reduced to a
heap of tired but satisfied boys, all tangled together
and piled against one another; shiny, slick, and slimy
with oil and semen. Little white flecks of jiz clung to
their skin and hair. The mat was so slick they couldn't
have stood on two legs if they tried.
Luiz, when he came back to his senses, decided his
idea was a success. The real test would be JR's cock.
He'd never seen it totally flacid. One night he and Rick
had tried to suck JR soft. JR had a couple of orgasms
right off, but they had to give up on him after an hour
or two. His meat stayed stiff no matter what they did.
Luiz slid around through the heap, tickling whoever he
happened to encounter until he found a familiar hairy
leg, the hairs all plastered down by the oil. He followed
the leg up until he encountered a large, sumptuous, pair
of balls and an extended but definitely soft dick. The
remaining bush was light brown and thin so it must be
JR's. In fact, the shaved balls proved it was (Luiz had
helped Will shave them one night.) So his idea WAS a
success. He was exhausted anyway and slid back down into
the pile. Come to think of it though, he hadn't seen the
Scout Master anywhere. In fact, he didn't remember
seeing, feeling, or tasting the Scout Master at all
tonight. He tried to raise up to find the picnic table
where he'd last seen him sitting, but Will was feeling
him out and massaging his meat and someone else (Steve?)
was running his leg over his chest. He moved the leg away
and succeeded in getting up on his knees. Before someone
pulled him back into the heap, he caught a glimpse of the
Scout Master, his rock hard cock towering up past his
navel from between his strong, hairy thighs. But he was
just sitting back and enjoying the show.
Luiz lay back down and whispered into the nearest
ear (it turned out to be Steve's). "Hey, we gotta get the
S.M. in on this!"
"Yeah, where's his moby dick been?"
"Let's go get'im!"
Luiz and Steve extracted themselves from the tangle
of greased flesh
and walked over towards the Scout Master. "I'm just going
to watch tonight," he said smiling. All the boys loved
the Scout Master. He was one in a million to them. He was
a hard, muscular guy with a smooth upper body and a
military style hair cut. (All the boys agreed he looked a
lot like Marky Mark.) He had only a little thin patch of
hair between his well defined pectorals. Below the waste
he possessed an enormous cock, more than nine inches when
fully hard. (Last Tuesday night everybody had to get
measured, soft and stiff both.) The Scout Master was an
avid nudist and so his body was a uniform brown. He was
good at just about all sports, knew all about nature and
the environment, knew how to carve things out of wood, in
short, a real man's man and the perfect Scout Master.
This troop thought he was anyway.
Steve and Luiz approached him. "Really, tonight
it's you boys turn to have fun. I'm just going to
supervise." Each one took an arm. They pulled him off the
table and he made a feeble attempt to free himself,
laughing and protesting. They dragged him towards the
other boys who, distracted from their play, made a space
for him on the shiny, slick mat.
Luiz and Steve held the S.M.'s hands behind his
back while JR and Rick held his feet so he couldn't get
away. Will ran to get the pan of oil, still warming near
the fire, and poured what was left over the S.M.'s
shoulders and down his back and chest. They they pushed
him on to the mat and the boys piled on to him, greasing
him up and covering him with the oil and cum they
themselves were coated with. The Scout Master could
hardly breathe, he was almost suffocated by these hard
young bodies slipping and rubbing and grinding against
him on all sides and all over him.
"Let's show the S.M. our appreciation guys!",
shouted JR.
"Yeah!.. Yeah!" they all called enthusiastically.
One by one they attached themselves to the Scout
Master. JR slid around
and worked his perpetually stiff meat into the Scout
Master's hairy ass. JR had fond memories of those days
last week when he and the Scout Master had done this over
and over again. What a great feeling it was. (JR had won
the fucking contest that they had the very first night in
camp.) Luiz leaned over and took the Scout Master's huge
cock into his mouth, sucking off the pre-cum and at the
same time jerking the slick shaft up and down violently
with his hand. (As best he could anyway, his hand
wouldn't go all the way around it.) Ricky's jiz tasted
the best, there was no argument there, but Luiz liked the
Scout Master's dick the best with it's big fleshy head
and 3/4 inch cumslit and never ending fountain of cream.
Ricky, knowing he was the favorite in the blow job
department, straddled the Scout Master's neck and pushed
his taut little cock into the S.M's face. The Scout
Master gobbled it up, shiny little balls and all. Ricky
knew the Scout Master liked to have his face fucked hard
so he started bucking in and out, his smooth, red butt
bumping up and down on the Scout Master's chest as he
rammed himself in and out, tip to balls. Steve and Will
contented themselves by sliding around all over the rest
of the group. They watched anxiously though so as to
immediately take the place of the first boy who lost his
load. They soon heard the unmistakable rhythmic grunts
and whispered obscenities as JR shot his stuff deep into
the Scout Master's ass. "Fuck it! fuck it off! shiiit,
fuck the bastard!", JR was hissing with each wad he
ejaculated, his arms and legs flailing in rhythm. (JR was
the most entertaining to watch while having an orgasm
they had voted last Thursday.) As soon as JR's cock slid
out, Steve was there ready to take his place. Jiz was
already leaking in anticipation from his throbbing prick.
Jiz was oozing as well from the Scout Master's cum soaked
crack. Steve eagerly thrust himself in and started
pumping. Next to reach orgasm was the Scout Master who
couldn't take much of Luiz's technique. (Saturday Luiz
had won the badge for giving the best blow job, though
Will had come a very close second.) Since the Scout
Master hadn't had an orgasm in several hours he shot huge
thick wads down Luiz's throat. Luiz almost choked on it
but eagerly swallowed as much as he could, squeezing out
more and more with his hand. In the meantime Ricky had
timed himself perfectly as usual. (Monday it was
determined he had the best control over his erections and
orgasms and could use them to best advantage with his
partner (or partners.)) When he felt the Scout Master
sucking on him for all he was worth and turned his head
and saw the muscles in the S.M.'s body hard and
straining, he let himself go. The sweet, concentrated,
pearly white jiz his sixteen year old balls produced
squirted into the Scout Master's throat. He let himself
escape the Scout Master's mouth for one shot so he could
smear some of it around on the S.M.'s face, but he
plunged his dick back in to finish off. When Rick was
through, Will quickly pulled him away and rammed his own
cock into the Scout Master's face. (The Scout Master
could tell it was Will because of the beautiful red bush
gleaming just inches from his eyes.) The Scout Master
gobbled Will up just as eagerly as he had Ricky. JR, the
first to cum, was by now feeling a little left out of the
action. He looked around to see how he could make himself
useful. Luiz was still working on the Scout Master's
dick, so JR moved around to give Luiz a little relief. Up
to now Luiz had been trying to jerk himself off while
keeping the Scout Master cumming. JR shoved his face into
Luiz's sweating crotch, chewed his balls, then took the
shaft deep in his mouth. (JR prefered Luiz's cream to
Ricky's, perhaps because it was more exotic, but he
hadn't yet confided this to Luiz.) Luiz must have been
close to satisfying himself because JR felt the
delicious, warm liquid flood his mouth on the first suck.
He reached around and plunged his finger into Luiz's hole
and was rewarded with a tidal wave of thick semen. Luiz
eagerly forced the Scout Master's cum slick dick as far
back in his throat as he could when he felt his own balls
shoot their stuff. Even before he was done though, bodies
were collapsing all around, empty and exhausted. After
Luiz finished JR wanted to continue to chew on his flacid
cock. Luiz had to pry him away. He and JR collapsed on
top of each other. A quick inspection revealed that
everyone's cock was totally soft, even the Scout Master's
and JR's.
After a few minutes more of slopping around in the
mess they'd generated there was a general exodus to the
lake to wash and take a moonlight swim. It was getting
late though and they had a four mile hike out to the van
in the morning.
"Ok boys, time for bed" said the S.M. finally.
All the boys were tired out and so they made no
complaints. For the
first time in two weeks, though, they all slept alone in
their own tent; except for Steve and Will who were going
to miss being together terribly and couldn't bear to
waste this last opportunity to sleep together; and the
Scout Master, who wanted one more chance to chew Ricky's
delicious meat (and Ricky was happy to turn himself over
to so gentle and satisfying a man as the Scout Master);
and Luiz and JR, who had decided the last few days they
wanted to get to know each other a little better, and
anyway, JR had something very important to tell Luiz.
Due to the overwhelming demand for gay stories ...
Camping with Five, Horny, Young Eagle Scouts -- a story
of delisciouss, sslippery, conssenssual, homosekxsuall
sex among several salasciouss and insashiable adolescents.
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(c) 1992 by the Best Fucking Little Boy in the Whole
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