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As a high school senior, I was thrilled that my acceptance letter from Ohio State came in. My parents were happy too, as while they had gone there, they didn't apply pressure on me to follow in their footsteps. They encouraged me to apply to multiple colleges, and while I was surprised to be accepted at all, they were not one bit. True I had a 4.0 gpa and high SAT scores, but this was incredible on so many levels. I would be going to the USA's biggest university in several months. Seventeen, lean, and full of dreams to become a electrical engineer.
Science classes had always fascinated me. The same with any type of mathematics. English was challenging, but it was the honors course. Yet I had a good distraction there, as my part time lover Mark was next to me. We had grown up together in a small Ohio City and were inseparable. Everything we did together, best friends and more than that, as he had picked up on my gay inclinations and broken my cherry last year. Due to our areas conservative outlook, we had to keep it on the down low, but what I felt in my heart was far more than words could express. Attracted to him on every level, my love and passion for him were undeniable.
While we couldn't kiss in public, or hold hands, we often did when we fished Lake Winnitonka. There was privacy, as other than a few trails it was quite private and secluded. Sure we caught fish and congratulated each other. Yet there of course were some explosive moments, where we'd kiss with a sense of vigor, and I'd have him on a log sucking the cum out of his very large penis. I was proud to worship his throbbing cock, as I knew he needed it, and I always desired to make him happy. Anything he wanted, I just loved him. He was so handsome with his 6 foot frame, and those blue eyes and blonde hair I ran my fingers through, thinking of him makes me frisky even now. Our last two years we got closer, especially after he made me bottom for him the first time.
Like many gay couples, the first time was awkward. Yet he was gentle and supportive. As I was bent over with his cum oozing out of me, and crying a bit between pain and pleasure, Mark hugged me and let me know "all was okay." We had fished several days ago, and of course I blew him, but this weekends scout trip I packed my bags with other provisions. This included lubes and butt plugs, as I always wanted him to first use these on me, as his beefy eight inch blond pubic haired cock was phenomenally huge. I had seen other guys in the shower, but none measured up to him. He was really hung, with big avocado sized testicles, and was so strong too. I loved his washboard abs, nipples, and him. His stare or scent both, would have me literally pining for him in every way. Even his Polo black cologne, worn by him or picked up elsewhere, would have my legs bumbling.
Leaving my last class, the throngs of high school students was everywhere. Did our county build these so we'd be sardines in a can? As I walked to my locker, I spotted that familiar lovely smile. My pace picked up, and despite my 5'7 frame, I moved fast for a white boy. Mark was standing there, and he had a piece of paper in his hands. "What is that?" "Open it." Oh this was the answer to every dream I had. Mark was accepted at Ohio State too! He smiled and said "I'm going with you Buckeye." Every warm sensation went through me. What excitement as I didn't want to be away from my sweet man. We high fived but later on, would celebrate in our distinctive way. Mark brought up that we'd be meeting up for the scout trip at the VFW, and he quietly said, "can you please wear the jock strap?" Suppressing a grin I said "of course."
Arriving at home, my parents were watching a movie. Yet they paused it, and asked about my week. As an only child, I only had to compete with our beagle Spot for their time and attention. Looking back I was very lucky, as most don't have two caring folks. My dad asked me, "do you need anything for the trip Eagle Scout?" "All good Pops." Both of them were proud of my accomplishment, and Mark had treated me to pizza when I got this. He hopefully would join me soon, as he only had two merit badges left to complete.
Going to my bedroom, snacking on chips, I gathered my bags to put by the front door. Pops would drive me to the VFW just a mile away, and then as usual I'd ride with another parent or leader, and a number of scouts. We usually hung out on these rides by class, so Mark would be with me, even though Murray State Park was only a half hour away. It offered nice views of the Cuyahoga River, and some exceptional trails to hike. A lot of this trip was for younger scouts to learn axe, saw, and knife requirements. Mark and I, along with fellow high schooler Shane would be teaching these courses. Good thing we had our first aid merit badges already.
On the ride, I asked Mark if he picked a major for Ohio State. He had Chemistry for now, but admitted he was "unsure and might change it." He had done well academically, and even had been accepted at Yale, but I was thrilled my hometown honey would go to the U. He could always transfer, but deep down I hoped that he would stay for four at least. We were not able to be roommates, or most likely since those assignments hadn't gone out yet. Mark was already one step ahead saying "let's sophomore year, let's get an off campus apartment." I loved this idea, as we could help and support each other. Plus we could save money with a one bedroom unit.
Mr Jenkins said "okay scouts we are here." That ride went so fast. Our van of scouts moved out, and brought all kinds of equipment to our tent area. Mark of course, had to have the most difficult tent. Even though we were both mechanically inclined, his REI five man with the canopy was a big time headache. Sure it was quality made, but getting this up, was a coordinated dance that led to consternation. We did succeed eventually. Everyone else had their tents up, but finally we put the stakes in. The air mattress and our sleeping bags were in. Mark thanked me for "remembering the battery powered lantern, and several good flashlights." There was a lot of room left, as we put our backpacks to the sides. We also had some snacks, and other supplies, along with a deck of cards.
We did quick dinners in our patrols. I got in a hot shower too. Thankfully we weren't in a primitive site. I looked in the mirror. My crotch and balls were shaved smooth, and the purple jockstrap looked really sexy. Putting my jeans over this, and a t shirt, I was back to the campfire in time for skits. Due to being older than most, just like Mark and Shane, we had seen plenty of these. While we couldn't tell the jokes we did at high school, we still found them mostly funny. They were good confidence boosters, and the song selection tonight was well thought out. Still in the 60s it was balmy, and we did our vespers to finish up the evening festivities. The younger scouts had fire patrol, and us senior scouts and adult leaders, were happy they used more than enough water to render the pits safe.
Despite it being bedtime, there was still a lot of activity. Scouts always talked or played games into the night. Mark and I had picked the furthest spot, and we were quite isolated from the others. We enjoyed hugging and looking up at the open night window fly. The stars were very visible tonight. We both shared a love of space, and Mark was very knowledgeable. He again named the constellations, along with facts about them. It was cool being with him, as he spotted both a satellite and Venus off in the distance. I enjoyed learning from him, as he told me the average temperatures on that heated planet, along with what had been discovered so far.
Damn he was so sexy as his eyes came alive, looking up at the heavens, that were so clear. I kissed him and held him close to me, and we discussed our excitement over him going to Ohio State as well. He brushed off my thank you's, but I was so certain he'd pick Yale or University of Memphis, which was known for its chemistry program. Yet we'd be together. Then again tonight we were. Soon he wrapped his legs around mine, kissing me, and quickly his warm hands were up my shirt. Oh wow I was putty to him, as I grew hard, anticipating all of him with me. My shirt was off and he kissed my nipples, and placed his hands on my jeans button. Oh yes the sound of being unbuckled and the zipper coming down. It drove me rabid, and my tongue explored his, as I felt his warm palms moving up and down on my shaved penis.
Kissing passionately, he smiled in the illuminated tent. "Oh Terry you're so hard, let's make love." Our kissing and latching on to each other became far more intense. Soon I had his shirt off, and both of our undergarments were off. As he laid on top of me, I grabbed his hard penis, and rubbed our cocks together to my extreme sensitivity. He moaned in a musical way, as our penises together felt amazing. w His ho hard pulsating pole in my balls, was a harbinger of things to come. We both became rabid, and I was down at the bottom of the mattress, giving him my soaking wet blowjob.
Up and down and side to side. My tongue danced around his coco head. His shaft in my hands and mouth was overwhelming. I loved his taste, and always wanted to be good in bed for him. His hands on my neck, oh wow our cocks together was an out of body experience as was his penis receding in my throat. I went down all I could, as he pushed my face to where he desired. Although he almost made me choke I loved it, as this aggression and monster cock were going to be worshipped. Sucking biz big balls one at a time, I loved how precum from his penis, dribbled out of my lips, and hung on for a few seconds too.
His clothes off I moved my fingers down his legs. I loved his hair, and feeling up his scrotum always was my favorite pastime. Seeing him so in another place of pleasure, genuinely turned me on. His eyes rolling or closed. His musky masculinity filled my senses, and it felt good to have his pubes on my nose, as I swallowed him to my fullest capability. Up and down, as I let my saliva all over his pole. Yet soon he pushed me off. What the? Then he smiled. He stood up and oh yes that cute rear end for me to hold on to. Fully erect I giggled seeing the shadow of his penis. Yet he told me to close my eyes and open my hands. Oh how sweet of him. Poppers. He did come through, and I inhaled these, and felt far more relaxed and euphoric. The immediate hit was instantaneous, and soon I was under his control with a thorough amount of kissing, necking, and him blowing my penis. I felt amazing and mumbled out "the butt plugs." He smiled again and said, "it's okay Terry you won't need them."
I was under his control as while he kissed me, he stroked my smooth balls. Soon enough his pinkie, thumb, and other fingers were making my prostate dance. What a sensation this was. He grinned with his lubed fingers, playing me like a violin under his spell. This was incredible. I was relaxed and one with him, as with no warning, he bent me over and started to insert his hard cock inside my hole. It was as if smoother than ever, as soon he was hammering me, and I had to bite down to withhold my screams of pleasure. His balls swung on my backside, and before I knew it, globs of his hot sticky cum lodged inside me. I couldn't help but moan saying "make me pregnant baby." If I was a biological woman, I had plenty of his baby batter in me.
We kissed and although my hole was still dancing, he fingered me. Looking down at my penis, he saw my erect unit looking straight at him. His hands around my shaft as he plundered me was awe inspiring. The feeling of arousal was so high. I pursed my lips. We kissed and I felt the unleashing of my internal plumbing along with his DNA dribbling down from my insides. The furious eruption took me aback as I came everywhere, with intensity and so much volume it was surprising. Never had I orgasmed like this, and I had to do all I could, to not sound like a singing woman as my violation had led to pure pleasure that words are defied by.
Holding each other, it felt like we were destined to be together. He laughed when I said, we should get matching Ohio State sweatshirts. I also liked that tonight he was able to point out Mercury in the sky. It always impressed me, the intelligence and knowledge he had. We kissed and hugged, nuzzling each other comfortably. Two peas in a pod. So many shared interests, and deep conversations. Finally we fell asleep in each other's arms. His hands were bigger than mine but just right.
Breakfast came quickly as did the sunlight. Warm weather continued, and Mark and I dressed, and got together with our patrol. A great group. James was a senior too and joining the Air Force, and Mike was going to Ohio Wesleyan College. Of course James was ready for our Air Force jokes, but we admired his desire to be a aviation mechanic and get his degree that way. Mike chimed in saying "he will make more than all of us combined." Probably correct especially after he left the service. Pancakes and potatoes on the Coleman stove hit the spot. We were full and ready for a day of activities.
Our Scoutmaster Mr Davis was a cool leader. Yes later Mark and I with Shane, would be teaching safety with sharp tools. Yet he had reserved the basketball court unbeknownst to us, and we had so much fun. I was very competitive despite being only 5'7 and maybe 140 pounds, and as usual was point guard. My high school coach wanted me on the team, but my passion was the band. Pickup games like this were fun, and I was able to drive the ball in, pass for assists or score some buckets. We had multiple rounds, and then went for a nice hike. It wasn't treacherous, but we saw a hawk, and some deer along the way.
After lunch, Mark got Shane with us. He was kind of uptight. Definitely an introvert who usually kept to himself. I felt bad for him, as he was "in his world " to a degree, and was finding Cleveland's suburbs opposite of what he experienced in California. He was a junior, and just seemed ready to go back out west. To his credit Shane was a nice person, and agreed to handle the ax section of our workshop. Mark would do the saw education, while I was to teach knives to younger scouts. A lot of them were sixth or seventh graders, but Josh was new to scouts and a sophomore. While I taught my class, I felt like he was checking my legs and crotch out. Not conclusive but wondered if we had another gay scout. He was handsome with long brown hair and green eyes, along with his athletic 5'9 or so frame.
Classes were round robin style. Each of us scouts gave thirty minute presentations. I was big on reminding the young ones, to please use the knives in the direction opposite of them when whitling sticks. Whether that would happen, was anyone's guess, as there's always one or two who will mess things up. After classes Mark, Shane, and I got together to discuss how it went. Shane walked off, and Mark gave me that quizzical look of his that he couldn't hide. I told him I thought "Josh was checking me out." He felt the same. According to him Josh was clearly looking at his groin. We snuck in a quick kiss, as both of us were instantly turned on.
Dinner and skits. Mr Davis also allowed us to play "capture the flag." We all were supposed to take showers, and we took turns to do this. As the hot water hit me, I wished Mark was lathering me up like we did at home. Stepping out, I took my towel off to put on my boxers, when I observed in my peripheral vision Josh looking at my cock. He looked embarrassed and turned red. I smiled. He had seen that I had a smooth unit, and just knowing another guy saw me naked was a turn on. I was big time into exhibition, and just like other gay guys, wanted to see naked men. Mark and I chilled with candy bars for awhile, and I told him about what happened in the shower house. As the sunlight was going down, he kissed me. Then he did something that surprised me. Holding my ass in his hands, he asked me "would you'll it if Josh watched us tonight?" Oh the blood rush. What a intense shock but one that I was grateful for. "Yes baby yes." Apparently they had talked, and Mark confirmed Josh's interest in guys. Oh this was going to be great, and as Mark and I kissed again, I asked him "can we suck him together?" "I think he will say yes, sure." His hands in my jeans pockets now, I was quickly becoming rabid with anticipation.
Campfire was good. Not so many skits tonight. A couple good stories, and then our archery and rifle merit badge counselor brought up classes. Mark and I both had our rifle ones, but the archery one we might have to do. Josh was staring at us. Tonight was going to be hotter than the flames, that cackled as the firewood and oxygen combined. We didn't spend as much time as the night prior, but the s'mores were delicious. Always my favorite treat.
In the tent with Mark we kissed. Our lips and tongues met. We felt each other up, and finally I had to ask. "Is Josh coming?" "Yes, think in about ten minutes." We kissed some more, and the idea of Josh watching me get pounded by my lover, really got my balls full. They felt really good right now we Mark massaged them gently, and then we heard the tapping on the canvas. "Mark, Terry, it's Josh " Mark opened the tent, and told him to have a seat. Both Mark and I talked with him for awhile. So far he had given and received several handjobs from older men. We asked him about these, and the sexual tension seemed to increase. Also we made sure he was comfortable, and what he would and wouldn't do. Mark was able to get him to sit in his underwear. We all did eventually. Josh had a really big penis too, as he was hard as Mark and I massaged each other's crotches in front of Josh's very open eyes.
Soon I had Marks penis in my mouth. Slurping his shaft and balls off, and feeling Marks hands on my hard on, Josh took his underwear off. He was well equipped, and his thick long penis, I wanted it in my mouth. Mark did too. Sure enough, as soon as Mark started touching his genitals, within a minute my lover and I shared blowjob duties. This was definitely Josh's first blowjob as his toes arched and we just knew. He was oozing precum in our mouths, and Mark and I kissed to share this sweet substance. He tasted amazing, and Mark gave me more poppers. I inhaled them and soon enough I was getting plowed. At the same time I had Josh's cock in my lips. All I could do was slurp him up, as I went bent over being fucked like an animal. I felt my hole stretch as Mark plunged in me balls deep. It was so damn amazing, and Josh looked over to see his penis in my ass. Soon his frothy penis in my mouth blew up, and his sperm was in my throat, as he breathed heavily watching me get it.
Two primal animals. Mark let me ride on top of him and I told Josh "touch his balls." He did and the kisses I was greeted with, let me know my lover appreciated this. My hard penis was bouncing up and down, and soon Josh was touching me, as precum flew out rapidly. I was close. My eyes closed and I felt the rising throbbing man inside me. Kissing I exploded all over him. This always turned him on, as he made mince meat of my g spot. Soon I felt a shot of his sperm in me, and the relief of a man that needed to cum. Mark and I continued to kiss, and Josh "thanked us." We we're glad to satisfy him and each other, and it was a matter of when not if. Mark and I ultimately fell asleep, and before packing up, Josh smiled at us. Thumbs up sign. Good things had already happened, and Mark and I had another teammate for some of our sexual sessions that were always on another level of passion.