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I locked the door to stop our friends from pranking us. I was far too excited to sleep, and Matt and I lay talking in the dark. Matt asked me if I had started to wank yet. I said no, not knowing what he was talking about.
"Can I show you?" he asked, as he came over to my bed and climbed in. We were both wearing T-shirts and undies, and he asked me to move up. I was so excited I and trembled with anticipation.
"Relax," he said. "My older brother showed me how to wank last year, and I've been doing it ever since. You'll see, you'll get the most incredible feeling."
My dick was hard and seemed to get harder when Matt's hand gripped my shaft and he started to wank me. No one else had ever touched my dick and this was an unbelievable sensation.
"Relax man," he said again, "Why don't you do the same to me?"
I took hold of his cock and slowly did what he was doing to me. I started breathing faster and then I had a weird warm feeling and then my body jerked slightly.
"That's called an orgasm Tom, that's what brother says. When he gets an orgasm he shoots sperm which he calls cum. You are still too young to shoot sperm."
It was an incredible sensation. The next thing I felt Matt's cock stiffen and his body also began to jerk a little. What a feeling I said to Matt, and he giggled. The next morning, I climbed into bed with Matt and we wanked again. We had to be up early to go on a hike, not before having breakfast and packing our bags.
That was the first time Matt and I had done something like that, and it was on our first scout camp together. I am 6' 1" now and I have black curly hair and blue eyes. I grew up in Cape Town with two sisters who are younger than me. I joined Scouts when I was 10 together with Matthew and loved every minute of it. Matt was a bit hesitant and didn't like the idea of being away from home, but he told me that if I was with him, he'd be OK.
I knew that I liked boys by the age of 10 and I that liked Matt, and I have been on many hikes and camps with him. He was very cute, a little shorter than me at the time with blond hair and green eyes.
That first scout camp was at the West Coast Nature Reserve. The park is just under two hours away from Cape Town. We swam in our shorts in the clear blue waters of the vast lagoon. Some boys took their shorts off as well as their underwear afterward. Jean-Paul dried off right in front of me as I pretended to look elsewhere, but the truth he had my full attention. I watched as he pulled off his undies and there in all its glory was a fully naked 12-year-old boy standing in the sand. I swallowed at the sight of his flaccid cock which was bent over his taut ball sack. His hung four flaccid inches which bounced as he dried his legs and body. I looked nervously around and stuck my hand in my shorts and tugged on my lengthening cock.
He dried his cock and balls and I swear I saw his cock swelling if only momentarily. I gulped as my nostrils flared, my breathing changed, and I nearly came in my shorts.
That first scout camp changed the nature of Matt and my friendship as we would spend as much time together as possible. We were at different schools, and we never got to see each other much during the week, but I would spend a lot of time at his house on weekends, especially in summer, because they had a swimming pool. We would usually have pizzas on Friday night and sit eating in front of the TV. His parents would go to bed early and his older brother was normally out somewhere. In summer we would skinny dip and shower afterwards, and it was in the shower where we got to know each other's bodies better. We kissed, soaped each other up, explored our holes, masturbated, and sometimes gave each other blowjobs. We were quick and quiet.
At night I supposedly sleep in the spare bed in his room. But once he locked the door, we would strip and hop into his bed together. I always had butterflies in my stomach, as I anticipated climbing in next to him. Our bodies with both smooth and there was no sign of any pubes yet. Matt was a good kisser, and like he did on camp, he showed me many other things. Some nights we kept the lights on and admired the qualities of each other's dicks and we would retract our foreskins, lick and massage each other before the serious business began. One night Matt started working his finger into my hole and wanked me at the same time. It was brilliant and did the same to him, and our ejaculations seemed so much stronger.
One Friday night Matt's parents went away and Justin, his older brother, looked after us. He was at university and came home on weekends. That was a night to remember. Matt and I were twelve and were both shooting cum by then. We had all been watching TV in the lounged and were getting ready to go to bed, and Justin had been on his phone most of the night and asked us what we girls were getting up to. I felt my face turn red and kept quiet, but Matt replied:
"The usual Justin. Is there anything you want to show us?"
Justin said that we had a lot to learn and that he could show us a thing or two. I had a bit of a crush on Justin, and I kind of trembled in anticipation. We all took our clothes off and there was Justin in all his glory. He was blonde like his brother and also had green eyes. He was a man, and his chest was hairy, his legs were also hairy, and his dick was the standing straight up. It was the biggest dick I had even seen, and it was surround by lightish brownish-blonde pubic hair. I thought I couldn't get harder than I already was. Matt got down on his knees and began to suck Justin's familiar dick, cleaning off the precum. He called me over and we were both on our knees in front of Justin taking turns sucking him. Justin pulled us onto our feet not wanting to come. We took turns kissing Justin and sharing his precum with him.
Justin led us to his room where we formed a daisy chain on his bed and sucked each other. I was keen to have his unfamiliar thick dick in my mouth, and I revelled the sweetness of his precum. Justin wanted to do some more teaching that night and he asked Matt to prepare his arse for an invasion by me. Matt stuck his finger in and played around, I went down and stuck my tongue in his arse and Matt smeared some lube into his hole.
Justin was on his back, and it was not long before he indicated that he was ready, he took hold of my rampant dick and guided it towards his waiting hole. I began to press the head of my lubed dick with the entrance to Justin's welcoming hole. I felt his muscles relax as my head entered him, and he began to push back slowly to take more of my boy shaft.
Matt waited a few moments and then he guided his fat spongy and bulbous head towards my waiting tight hole, which he had lubed up. I felt his head begin to invade my arse and winced slightly as it passed through. Once inside, Matt paused and gave me time to adjust before continuing. When Matt was comfortably inside me, and I was equally deeply in Justin we moved. Slowly at first, we began to push and pull on each other so that the embedded cock moved in and out of the holes together. The pace began to quicken, and I could feel the pressure of Matt's head brushing against my prostate with every stroke along with the unbelievable feeling of my cock head doing the same to Justin. We were all making satisfying loud noises of pleasure and pain as we each reached our final climax. Justin came first and shouted with delight as his cum gathered deep in his balls began to flow.
We spent the night in Justin's bed with him. I was thrilled to be in bed with someone like Justin - it was a fantasy come true. The next morning, we showered together, and I had another chance to be close Justin and to touch and suck his dick. After getting dressed, Justin took us for breakfast waffles at a local restaurant.
The encounter with Justin had cemented my friendship with Matt and deepened my connection with his gorgeous brother. Matt and I shared books, he was a Harry Potter fan, and so was I. We went to movies together and we attended scout meets on Friday nights. We went on all camps which gave us a chance to be together. We also got to meet other boys on camps. I remember a camp in the Drakensberg where we had to share our tent with Carlo. We thought that that was a real bummer, but it all worked out well.
Carlo was an Italian boy who had just joined. His dad worked at the embassy. At first, he came across as being very shy, and Matt and I tried to make him feel at home. I was exhausted on the first night after the day's activities and fell asleep very quickly. I was woken up at around midnight with Matt wanking my dick which was hard as hell. At first, I thought I was dreaming but he was very real, as he wanked me vigorously and I shot my load on my sleeping bag. Matt leaned over and whispered in my ear:
"Now me".
I returned the favour, careful to keep the noise down not wake Carlo.
I went straight back to sleep, and I am sure that I dreamt about Matt. The next morning, we were up early and showered before breakfast. Carlo joined us in the shower. He had brown eyes and beautiful long brown hair. His dick was impressive, and he had a thick bush of black pubic hair, and I thought about how nice it would be to get a closer look.
After breakfast, we were given maps and had to follow a route and collect tokens at different points. Carlo and I hiked together some of the way and spoke a lot. He told me about his time in Italy and his experience with scouts there. He also told me that he heard and saw what Matt and I did the night before and wanted to be part of it.
The trail system wasn't that easy to navigate. We went up many valleys, followed contour paths and crossed several small streams, and it took us about six hours to complete the circuit. In the afternoon we were encouraged to go swimming at the base of the Sterkspruit waterfall. The water was icy cold, but it was all a lot of fun. Most of us swam in swimming costumes, but some guys swam in their underwear. Carlo was a year older than Matt and me and was almost six feet tall. He had been through a growth spurt and his body was far more muscular than ours and more developed. His cock was semi-hard when I looked, and he was so much bigger than Matt.
Afterward, some of the boys took their shorts off as well as their underwear. I watched Carlo as he pulled off his undies. There he was in all his glory. I gulped at the sight of his semi-hard cock which was rising above his taut ball sack. His cock bounced around as he dried his arse, legs and body. My dick got harder.
There were after-supper campfire songs and hot chocolate before we were sent off to shower and then to bed. I told Matt that Carlo had seen and heard us the previous the night and that he wanted to join us. Matt was thrilled.
I made my bed between Matt and Carlo and then we stripped naked and spent a few moments admiring the qualities of each other's erect cocks in the dim light. Carlo's cock was certainly the biggest and he kissed me and Matt and told us how he had looked forward to some fun. Carlo had fooled around in Italy with guys but hadn't done anything in South Africa yet. He went down and sucked my cock first and then switched to Matt. He was good at it and knew how to do it well, but I did have to get him to be a bit quieter.
I couldn't wait to get his fat bulbous head into my mouth. He tasted good and was oozing loads of precum. Matt had my cock in his mouth, and I was so worked up I could have shot then. Carlo was a good kisser, and he took turns to kiss Matt and me. Carlo organsied us into a daisy chain and we all sucked each other happily `til we came. Carlo shot off a huge load and I swallowed it. It tasted slightly different from Matt's maybe just a little sweeter, but most of all I enjoyed feeling his semi-erect dick against my back as I fell asleep.
I told Matt's story, because just before he was meant to start university he was fatally stabbed when two people tried to steal our mobile phones.
You can read more about Tom and Matt's scouting at nifty.org/nifty/gay/camping/scout-jackpot/scout-jackpot-3 . The story of Matt's last days is at nifty.org/nifty/gay/college/becoming-a-philosopher/becoming-a-philosopher-1 .