Archive-name: Samesex/campeagl.txt
Archive-author: Best Fucking Little Boy...
Archive-title: Camping with Five, Horny, Young Eagle Scouts

-- a story of delisciouss, sslippery, conssenssual, homosekxsuall sex
among several salasciouss and insashiable adolescentss

(c) 1992 by the Best Fucking Little Boy in the Whole Goddam World


"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.


Camping with Five, Horny, Young Eagle Scouts -- a story of delisciouss,
sslippery, conssenssual, homosekxsuall sex among several salasciouss
and insashiable adolescentss

(c) 1992 by the Best Fucking Little Boy in the Whole Goddam World
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