Scout Slavery

By: Rick Masters
(© 2012 by the author)

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Chapter 6

At the end of the game we got our torches and went off to the showers. It was quite strange showering in the dark. We could not leave the torches on because the batteries would run out. Of course this gave rise to a bit of fun and a lot of hunting on the floor for the soap. I also managed to wash Mike's pelvic area without the others realising what I had done. Steve somehow managed to 'accidentally' touch everyone else's cock and bum also. We returned to the campsite and all piled into the one patrol tent to do something else before we went to bed. After throwing some ideas about it was agreed that we would take it in turns to tell scary stories. We closed the flaps of the tent and again to save batteries we turned all torches off. Inside the tent was even darker than outside and as Mike led off telling a story, not being able to see anybody, and just hearing his somewhat disembodied voice made it seem more real and therefore that much scarier. Shortly after Mike began his monologue I heard and sensed some movement near me, and then a hand started to touch me on my ankle and slowly worked its way up my leg heading towards my cock yet again. I thought it would be Steve and so I put my hand on his arm and instead of stopping him I followed his arm to find his torso and worked my hand down to his pelvic region. After all what is good for one is good for another! The feelers hand reached my cock first and without having any clothing to cause an encumbrance was soon pumping my cock in slow methodical strokes. I was rewarded by finding that the feeler's cock was rock hard when I reached it, even when feeling through his clothes. I moved around a little bit and then found that there was a gap between his shorts and his leg which I could get my hand into. This made it possible to feel his cock directly through his briefs, but this was not enough for me. I wanted flesh on flesh and so worked my fingers under the elastic of the brief's leg opening and basically hooked his cock and balls out. I began to wank him in turn and found that even though I knew it was not Mike I was pleasuring, I was enjoying what I was doing. I was aware, however, that I was not experiencing as much pleasure or as intense feelings in my cock as I did when with Mike. Although I was concentrating on what was happening in my nether regions and what I was doing in the same place on someone else I was still listening to Mike's story and realised that he was building very quickly to a climax, and as the story revolved around the sun crashing into earth, I realised there might be sudden light thrown on the scene and prepared myself for it. Firstly I made sure the cock and balls I was feeling were pulled as far out of the owner's shorts as I could get them - I wanted his boner to be on view if light suddenly flooded the scene. I also moved the feeler's hand away from cock so that it was not obvious I had allowed anything to be done to me. Then as I continued to wank the cock in my hand I listened more intently to the story and pulled my hand away just in time for my guess had been correct. Mike had a torch which was like a flood light on a sports field, and he had got up on his knees while he was talking and as the final words came out with the sun crashing into earth, he switched the torch on holding it above our heads, pointing down into the circle of five bodies in the tent. Despite everyone jumping in fright at the way he had brought his story to a conclusion, Steve's hard on was un-missable and it seemed that Mike had literally spot lit his cock with the torch. John broke out in a grin and asked Steve if horror stories turned him on. Steve just remained silent. After all! He could not accuse me or else I could tell of what he had done during the earlier wide game. Also because I had moved his hand away earlier, my boner had virtually gone and so it did not look like I was involved at all. I did let Mike know by giving him a wink when everyone else was looking at Steve's prominence. We decided not to continue our story telling as it was now nearly midnight and we had a full program including a mountain climb planned for the next day. Also Mike wanted the opportunity to work out his sexual frustrations from the day, as did I. Mike told me to get his sleeping shorts out while he checked the fire was safe and we left the other three in the ridge tent to get ready for bed themselves. We could hear Steve getting a bit more ragging as they got changed but still he could not let anything out of the bag. I quickly found Mike's shorts and put them on his sleeping bag, then went out to see how he was doing with damping the fire down. I moved quietly up behind him and put my hand around onto his cock. He pushed it away saying that as the others might still be moving around outside the tent it was not really safe. He could not contain his patience however, and asked me what the wink was about in the tent and so I told him about being jerked off during the game and how Steve had again made a move on me during the telling of Mike's story. Mike laughed a little when he understood how I had set Steve up and approved of what I had done to repay Steve's taking advantage of my position earlier. We chatted out by the fire for a little longer and then headed to our tent. Mike went via the other tent and stuck his head in to check that all were o.k. Steve and Andy were already asleep and John told Mike that he would have been asleep sooner if Mike had not disturbed him. I was already in the tent lying on my back and had a torch shining down my belly towards my pride and joy when Mike put his head in and this made him laugh again. As Mike crawled in (this was a low two man tent we had) he purposely crawled over the top of me and paused to give my cock a lick and kiss, and then moved on up to give me a full on kiss and explore my mouth with his tongue. He then told me to assume slave mode zip up the tent door and undress him. This was no easy task in the confines of the small tent and led to a fair bit of stifled giggling, especially when his undies got snagged on his hard cock while I was trying to pull them off using my mouth only. The only way that I could stop myself from outright laughter was to stuff his cock in my mouth. With that I began to give him a blow job which he would remember for a long time. I had put a pot of Vaseline jelly where I could reach it from almost anywhere in the tent. While I was sucking intently on his cock I reached over and got a good lump of the jelly on a finger which I proceeded to smear around his rear hole, and then put the first of two fingers in his jack. Mike groaned in pleasure softly as I drew the first finger out and then inserted both fingers together. I began to feel around and soon sensed from the reaction of Mike's prick that I was having an effect. Suddenly without much warning Mike erupted in my mouth with the biggest load of cum I had had from him to that time. There was so much I could not swallow it fast enough and so some dribbled from mouth onto his ball bag. I got to lick that up after he had finished shooting his wad. Then Mike told me it was my turn but that as I had been a bad slave I needed to be punished. I think we had both realised that I was into this slave thing in more ways than one.

"Are you going to tie me up again?" I asked.

"No. You can pretend to be tied up if you like, but I am just going to have to paint you first and then clean you."

"Paint me? With What?"

"With this. My favourite chocolate spread. Now lie down flat on your back and let me punish you." With that Mike began to smear dollops of chocolate spread over me. He first covered my nipples using a tantalising circular motion. Then he ran a trail down my chest and abdomen to my navel which he filled with spread and went on to completely plaster Charlie and my balls with a good layer of chocolate. Finally he made me lift and spread my legs so that he could paste another healthy serving in my crack and force a bit up my chute. Mike then told me to lick his fingers and hands clean before he would begin to remove any spread from me. At last he started to suck on my tits and raise the nipples up to hard nodules full of excitement. His tongue followed the trail down to my belly button which took quite some cleaning and was very erotic. I did not know just how much pleasure a navel could offer. With a clean belly the scrubber went on with his mission and skirting my genitals hit the crack. Yet more pleasure, especially when he pushed his tongue into my hole to get at the spread his finger had pushed in earlier. I cannot begin to describe how intense the feelings I was experiencing had become, but I did fear that when he eventually got to Charlie, I would come very quickly and probably before he had finished cleaning it all up. "Well I think I will leave the rest for breakfast." Mike said and moved away from body.

"No! Please?" I pleaded. My cock had been teased all day and now I desperately needed release. "I can't wait till morning, and besides the spread will have rubbed off on my sleeping bag and you will have to lick that instead of my cock."

"But you must be punished." Mike teased. "You have been naughty and I can't let that be overlooked."

"Think of something else please?" I begged.

"O.K." Mike said, "I will finish this off tonight but tomorrow you will pay extra for it." Mike put his tongue to my ball bag and used it to suck it into his mouth while he sucked off the spread. At last he moved on to clean my cock and after licking a lot around the base he ran his tongue up the shaft and then swallowed it into his mouth and began to give me the blow job I so eagerly desired. I was surprised at how long I lasted and do believe that Mike got all of the chocolate spread sucked off before I exploded in a sudden volley of bursts following each spasm of what was a tremendous orgasm.

We shifted positions a bit and began to kiss each other whilst holding each other in a very loving embrace. We fell asleep in this position, both stark naked and lying on top of open sleeping bags.

To be continued...

Posted: 11/30/12