Msg#: 2541 FANTASY 05-31-92 09:29:58
To: ADRIC (Rcvd) Subj: REPLY TO MSG# 964 (BSA)
Well, I've never been a Boy Scout, but I'll share an incident from summer in New Hampshire.
One day when I was 12 or 13 I was out in the woods by myself and decided to climb a big tree to find out how far I could see. And after I had been up there for a few minutes, I heard voices talking and branches crackling and they were coming my way. Then pretty soon I saw two guys, both about 15 or 16, who I'd seen around, but they were seniors and I was a middler.
Anyhow they looked around to see if anyone was there and then started feeling each other up. And pretty soon they took off their clothes and started stroking each other's bodies and cocks, which were hard and, I thought, huge, only they were probably average for their age.
I was scared to death sitting up there and afraid they'd look up or I'd cough or something. And as time went on I got more and more uncomfortable both from my position in the three and because my pint-sized weenie was so hard and uncomfortable it was hurting.
They took turns licking and sucking on each other's cocks and balls and finally they stood side by side, knees bent, hips thrust forward, hands flying and I could hear them grunt as they came and came. And pretty soon afterwards they were laughing and joking as they wiped their hands off on the leaves, got dressed, and left.
I creaked down from the tree - my muscles were so sore I could hardly move - and went back to camp trying to make sure they wouldn't see me. Both of them were big for their age and had a mean look about them, and I was scared shitless they'd find out I'd spied on them and god knew what they might do to me.
In fact, of course, they never knew. And I never told anyone. But I'd see them at all-camp events and waiting outside the dining hall before meals. And I couldn't look at them without seeing them naked, with those big 'boners' and that bush of hair. And they haunted me in my bed at night - as they still do, sometimes.
I think that incident was the one that pushed me over the edge sexually.
Were you a scout? I can imagine scenes in the woods on those hikes, skinny-dipping with a curious friend, nights bedded down under the stars in pup tents so small that not touching was impossible. Phil. ---