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Scout Jackpot 10
I am Ariel Goldman and I grew up in a Tel Aviv suburb and attended a regular school. I joined the Scouts when I was 10, mainly because Samuel my best friend wanted to join. I liked the idea of adventure and camping, and I guess I also liked the uniform. There were always fun activities planned for meetings and we met girls and boys from other neighbourhoods.
Our first Scout camp away was near Mount Carmel and began on a Saturday night. Mount Carmel is situated between the Mediterranean Sea and the
Jezreel Valley. The Carmel Forest is very beautiful, and historic Churches and monasteries are nearby.
Even though I grew up in a secular Jewish home my parents didn't discuss sex at home. In fact, I was aware of the prohibition against masturbation and the well-known halachic teaching against the "wasting of seed" through my orthodox relatives.
But don't let me get sidetracked. The campsite was under trees, and Samuel and I pitched our tent on the edge of the camp, not too far from the ablution block. It was very exciting, and we got to choose our tent partners. We erected our tent in no time and were able to help the others who were struggling, we also helped get the campfire started. The camp leaders had arranged logs to sit on around the fire and some of the senior scouts were preparing the meat for barbeque. Akiva had taken out his guitar and played some folk songs. The sunset was atmospheric, and the firelight reflected off the foliage of the trees.
After supper, we showered and were allowed to go to our tents. Sam and I had a stash of sweets and other snacks. We were wearing our sleep shorts and T-shirts, and we zipped our sleeping bags together. It was hot in the tent and Sam suggested taking off our T-shirts. He told me that he had a treat, and took our two miniature bottles of whisky. I had never drunk alcohol before and opened the screw top and took a gulp. It was strong and took my breath away. It didn't taste good, but I was determined to drink the entire bottle. Sam giggled and gulped the bottle down and it made his stomach feel warm. I followed his example, and my head felt a little light.
We settled into our sleeping bags and Sam continued talking in whispers. He asked me if wanked. I was eleven and lied and said that I hadn't. He went on to tell me that it was something I simply had to do as it was fantastic. He reached across and felt my erection in my sleep shorts. I never expected that, and he told me to take off my shorts as he removed his. I hesitantly reached across to touch his dick, and he told me not to be afraid and to hold it. He was slowly moving his hand up and down my shaft and explained that this was what wanking was. It felt so good, and I copied him, moving my hand up and down his shaft.
It felt great to have someone else touching my dick and it sent tingles up my spine. Sam seemed to pick up the pace and asked me if I was enjoying it. I replied "Yes" and told him not to stop. I felt a warm surge in my dick and my body trembled and I had a feeling like no other before. Some semen oozed out and my penis felt very sensitive, and I had to ask Sam to stop touching me. At that point his penis stiffened, his body jerked, and he shot some cum. I continued to wank him and couldn't stop myself from bringing my cum covered hand to my mouth to taste it. He giggled, and asked me what it tasted like, I said somewhat sweet but hard to describe.
We lay next to each catching our breaths, and Sam told me that he wanked every day and that he couldn't get enough. I asked him where he did it, and he said mainly in the shower, but sometimes in bed at night. Sam advised me to find a private place because you didn't want people to know you were doing it. Then he surprised me, kissed me on the cheek, and said thank you.
I was wide awake and couldn't fall asleep with so many thoughts going through my head. I had learned something that would be part of my life for the rest of my life, but I didn't know this. I turned to Sam and asked him if he was awake and he said he was, and I asked him if we could do it again. He reached across and took my hard dick in his hand and started to wank me. I reached out and did the same to him. Sam leaned over and kissed me on my lips and I kissed him back. His hand on my dick felt sensational and I hoped he enjoyed my hand just as much. I felt my balls tighten and the feeling came over me again, and blobs of cum came out. This time Sam licked my cum off his fingers and said it tasted nice. Sam ejaculated and I got to taste his cum again.
I lay thinking about my Orthodox cousins and wondered why they were so against masturbation. Why would a normal human activity such as masturbation be prohibited? I knew that this was such a source of huge guilt and shame for Orthodox boys. Sam said that up to 80% of male teenagers masturbate, and even if these numbers were different for Orthodox teens, there is still certainly a large percentage of boys that did.
The next morning we were up before sunrise. We both lay next to each other playing with our erections. Sam asked me if he could show me how to do a blowjob. He went down and took my dick into his mouth and started to suck. It felt great and it wasn't long until the sensation built around the head and shaft before spreading to other areas like my lower stomach and groin. I ejaculated and it was a nice feeling with varying amounts of semen being delivered into his mouth.
I then went down and licked his glans, before I took his entire dick into my mouth.
"Mind your teeth, Ariel," Sam said as he lightly held my head and guided me.
It was great to have his dick in my mouth and I ran my tongue around his glans like he did to me. I felt his balls contract, and his dick pulsated as he shot his load in my mouth. I tasted sweet and I swallowed it.
The morning bell rang and we took our towels and toiletries to the showers. They were basic and we made sure we kept our slip-slops on in the shower. Our next day began, in full force after breakfast. We were divided into two groups and one group did archery while the other canoeing. It was a wonderful morning. I had never done archery before and found it exciting. After tea, we changed activities and Sam and I went to the area where the canoes were. We put on life jackets and paddled around the small dam. At one point we were splashing each other and were soaking wet by the end of the session.
After lunch, we were divided into groups and tackled the obstacle course. Sam was in my group and our team worked well together. We were deliberate and fast and got a high score. I was a competitive person and cheered our group on. I loved the physical contact with Sam and got to touch his arse as I pushed him up the climbing wall and on other obstacles. I saw his balls from below and got to touch other parts of his body. It was sensational.
Sam told me he had another surprise during supper, but needed to wait until after shower time. We were on dishwashing duty in the kitchen and washed up all the dishes. After a final cleanup, we went off to shower. I ran to the tent and grabbed my towel, I wanted to get to the shower before the hot water ran out like the previous night. I made sure I washed my under my sweaty armpits and genital area.
I ran back to the tent in my sleep shorts and zipped the tent close. We spoke in whispers so that the other campers couldn't overhear. We lay facing each other, in the dimmed torchlight. We spoke about the day, and how much we had enjoyed being in the same team.
"Sam I want to know what the surprise is," I asked.
He moved closer and kissed me, his tongue pushed through my lips and we deepened the kiss. He stopped and said that this was surprise number one. We took our shorts off and he shifted his body so that we were in 69 position and his erect dick was in front of my mouth. He laughed and said:
"Surprise number two," and he took my anticipating dick into his mouth. I responded and took his dick into my mouth, and we pleasured each other at the same time, and it wasn't long before we filled each other's mouths with our cum.
Sam had many more `surprises' which I discovered over the next year.