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An innocent excursion into the mountains turns into an erotic adventure of truly epic proportions! The exciting story is a funny derivation of excerpts from the extensive diaries of Jean-Daniel Cadinot. Enjoy, all you boyscouts out there:

Scout Camp
by Pierre d'Amour
BookRix Edition
Copyright 2016

After exerpts from the extensive diaries of Jean-Daniel Cadinot

Monday, August 14

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw myself in the mirror: I was something else! My brand new brown uniform looked stunning and the dark blue neck scarf created a colourful contrast. A broad leather belt with a heavy brass buckle held the short pants securely in place, and the stiff rover's hat gave me an aura of authority. My Mama exclaimed, that Papa would be very proud of me to see me like that, like a real scout! She was still saying such things a long time after he had left us - she must have loved him very much? And: I didn't want to disappoint her in any way - after all: I was all she had left!

She also said, that all boys in my age need adventures and bonding in nature - but I wasn't all too sure about that! I was the youngest in the group and would surely have it hard to keep up! I had heard about what rude boys can do to others when they are alone - the groping and the fondling for the sake of humiliation or their own pleasure, I could only imagine! And in these tight short pants I was definitely looking a bit too cute! The bulge of my young genitals was clearly visible and my buttocks stood out cheekily - just inviting a lusty grab like the sweet chocolate eggs around Easter time!

I met my new companions at the bus stop: Wolf, Bear and Cub from the local boy scout club! Wolf was our leader, and he sorted out our equipment: the tent, the pots and the axe. He was old enough to sprout his first moustache, his brown eyes were gentle and his manners confident - he was one that you could trust! Bear was a stocky guy with hairy arms and legs, a wild bush of red curls bursting from under his flat hat! He was strong and eager for any adventure - in no time his green eyes were glued to my protruding bum, and the smile he threw at me was a bit slippery - I couldn't interpret it.

Cub was just a year older than me - a fine young man with short black hair and some round black glasses on his tiny nose, that made his near black eyes looking even bigger that they were. He seemed intelligent and sensual, his smile was genuine! It was clear that we were the underdogs and had to bond together on this adventure. His hands were fine, his skin a milky white and his bum none the less cute than mine - if it is a fair way to judge men by their posterior? But bending over to sort out the gear on the ground he showed me all he had, even a blinding spark from his clean white underpants!

Wolf was sitting next to me on the bus, explaining the brave and noble mission of the boy scouts. He gave me a detailed description of our destination and mentioned, that only in nature we all could be free, but I had difficulties to follow his teachings - his warm hand high up on my naked thigh was disturbing me! Wolf said, that he was so glad that I could make it on such short notice, that is was unfortunate that Rabbit moved away with his family, and that a minimum of four was required to form a group! That odd numbers couldn't be divided into pairs, and a lot more stuff I just forgot!

I just counted the cows in the paddocks, admired the tall pine trees and the huge mountains behind them. The road got rougher and climbed up around hairpin corners and through dark tunnels. It was a bit scary to look down the steep slope from the window, but Wolf's hand was comforting my fears by moving higher, pressing softly against my groin and awakening my dickel. I was terrified that my growing erection would show, and that Wolf would take it as a sign of attraction! When I spied over the aisle to Bear and Cub I saw them holding hands - and Cub smiled at me with undisguised admiration.

At the end of the bus line we divided up all our equipment and started up the logging track into the mountain valley. Cub was walking in front with me and he liked to chat: »I liked you from the start, Tadpole!« »Did Wolf made you horny on the bus?« »Would you like me to teach you kissing?« He behaved so natural and seemed so innocent, I had to laugh. »Does Bear make you horny?«, I had to ask back. »Yes, often, but he is my protector, as Wolf is yours!« Okay, I understood that perfectly: the big warm hand was rubbing my naked thigh as a gentle gesture of protection, with a hidden hint of intended arousal.

Behind us our two elders were studying our swaying little buttocks with a wide grin, maybe even discussing shapes and sizes, touching softness and roundness with their eyes! I didn't understand this kind of obsession, but I was young and I felt pretty, I was somehow proud of being attractive! I carefully watched Cub's elegant hip swing and copied it - Bear gave a whistle! »He likes to spank - so don't upset him!«, Cub explained to me. »And: Do you hate it?« »Of course not - I deserve it!« So, there was an opinion I had to mull over for a while. And I actually wondered what it would feel at all?

On a sunny spot by the track Wolf called for a rest, so we dropped our luggage. The grass was soft and the bumble bees were cruising - I was dozing on my belly, hid my face in my arms and could have fallen asleep. But the excited giggles from Cub not far away and the hot hand on the back of my shorts made that impossible! My protector was now touching softness and roundness with his fingers - a feeling not unpleasant at all, but a fact that would be too dangerous to admit to! So I let him do what he had to do and tried to enjoy it. The sun burned onto my bare thighs and toasted my buttocks to hot potatoes.

Curious fingers explored the hot naked skin for a while, but then they drove quickly into the cool shade under the hem of my hot pants, the whole hand dove into my undies with a cunning routine and took hold of the object of desire with a soft and tender grip! My dickel was ready to drill a deep hole into the ground and my mouth was getting dry - I felt sinful and naughty, felt shame and pleasure at once, but then the hand withdrew, patted me playfully on the bum - the intimate sign that we had to march on! Wolf pulled me up, brushed the grass off my obvious hard one and gave me a hug.

»Do you like him?«, Cub wanted to know. I thought for a moment and stated like a wise old man: »I like the touch but I don't like the man!« Cub thought for a while before he said: »I felt exactly the same as you last year, but I have come to appreciate tenderness and affection - in whatever shape or form it comes in. When I'm grown up I will have wife and c***dren and responsibility, but for now I just want to feel liked!« This bold statement took me a while to chew through, it had merit! But there was a huge toad blocking my throat, and it took me quite some coughing to get it out: »I do like you too, Cub!«

»One day I will undress you and kiss you everywhere!«, he chuckled and slapped my pointy bottom. Wolf gave a cheer from behind and Bear the usual whistle - so I wiggled my hips again. But Cub's cheeky snowball remark released an avalanche in my mind, unleashed my imagination and tickled my curiosity: Was he serious? Would he undress himself too? Where all would he kiss me? I looked at him, and from his smile I knew instantly what he meant, dickel hardened up in record time and stretched the shorts to their limit. Cub spotted the bulge, laughed and whispered: »That looks like a positive attitude to me!«

The old bridge over the stream was broken in the middle, but we dropped our backpacks and climbed it anyway. »That's where we used to pee last time!«, Wolf mentioned, and Bear agreed: »Let's do it again!« My three companions unpacked their dicks and emptied their bladders, they eyed their water fountains and fire extinguishers with glee - but then they all looked at me as they shook off the last drop with pleasure! »I don't have to go now!«, I tried to excuse my inhibitions. »maybe later, if you can wait a bit!« Every body agreed, but I was sure that none of them really believed me or had missed the dark blush on my cheeks!

In the shade under the bridge Wolf advised us to strip to our underpants, and store the uniform safely in our pack to keep it dry on the grossing. He couldn't know how deep the water was and didn't want any one of us to catch a cold in wet clothes later on! He was a good leader, but this was just another unsettling test for me - I struggled immensely with undressing, I was clumsy with packing the uniform and felt all the eyes on me. When I finally was ready we crossed the stream with our backpacks on our shoulders.

Cub's wet tight undies clung to his bottom like transparent plastic foil, it was a slippery path over the mossy rocks and the current was trying to wash me with it away, but Wolf behind me just caught me in time and pulled me up by my wet underwear, and he pulled my soaked panties nearly up to my armpits! On the other side of the stream the boys dropped their luggage and shrugged out of their wet underpants, as if this would be common practice - and they wrung the water out of them, as it would be the most logical thing to do! Another bloody courage test for me, but I only showed them my bottom this time!

Our camp site was a small grassy meadow by the stream. Wolf and Bear were setting up the tent and sent us youngsters to collect the firewood. There was heaps around and in no time we had a big stack together. Cub wiped his hands on his bottom and exclaimed: »Well done, Tad - you deserve a kiss!« A short pecker on my left cheek just to check out if I would shy, a couple on my lips to make me comfortable, and then I had his tongue in my mouth - warm and wet and electrifying. I would nearly have fainted, and fallen, wouldn't he had a save grip on both of my buttocks to prevent me from harm.

Our two hard ones were grinding into each other under painful pressure and I feared to spend. I could have suspended such delicious pleasure forever, but unfortunately the boss called out for us, we had to get back. »You still like me?«, asked Cub. »A bit more than before!«, I politely smiled back, but deep inside my lonely soul I wished, that he had undressed me and kissed me everywhere! We carried the wood and lit the fire, Wolf was the cook, and his sausages from the grill and foiled potatoes from the coals were absolutely delicious. I complemented him on his bush cooking skills and he blew me a kiss!

We all were tired from the long climb and retired early. The tent was just big enough for four scouts. It was a bit of a bustle to take the uniforms off and stack them properly up at the head end, but soon we snuggled under the warm blankets in our standard white cotton underwear. I didn't had to wait long for the warm hand rubbing my back, sneaking into my underpants and taking possession of the ripe fruits in there, to squeeze and tease them with expertise. I heard Cub moaning next to me when a curious finger felt down into the dark crack between my legs - I instinctively clamped my thighs hard!

But this stupid action just clamped his finger in place, begging me to open my legs. But instead of retreating it just wandered lower, followed by four eager brothers to cup my restless little ball bag and to squeeze the rolling nuts in it hard. As you can imagine, dear reader: Dickel was by then stiffer as a fresh carrot and as loaded as a nuclear rocket, to prevent the disaster I pulled the hand out of my undies and rolled away - I had to digest all the new sensations for a while. Cup was quivering and shaking like a fish on the dry next to me and produced three heart wrenching groans, and then the tent fell silent, and then into a soft snoring rhythm.

I was certainly dreaming when a small soft hand grabbed my short dickel and pulled it long, longer ands longer, harder and harder until it was stretched to the ultimate limit. In my dream I could clearly see my own glossy dickel in close-up and slow-motion, opening its tiny orifice on its bald head, yawning for a while wide agape, and then spurting sticky sperm like flying dolphins into the air, tossing and turning in spirals and loops in sheer weightlessness - before falling back into the ocean of creation - but I was desperately believing, that it was just a dream, even when my wet underpants proved definitely otherwise . . .

Tuesday, August 15

Of course: nobody was looking guilty about what had happened through the dark night under musty blankets in misty underpants! Maybe it was all just a dream - and all of us had a different one? Hidden pleasures should better been kept secret, I thought: Stolen buttocks are the sweetest! It was clear to me, that Wolf wanted more from me - maybe he wanted it all - I shuddered in the cool morning air. Would he like to undress and caress me, like Cub would like to do? I shivered again - this time more from a growing excitement!

Wolf had prepared hot chocolate on the fire and Bear turned the toasts on the coals - we all eat in silence, but smiled from time to time for no present reason. Wolf proposed an excursion to the look-out rock, and we all agreed. We took water and lunch and set off, up the steep winding path. Bear went first, Cub and I followed. Wolf made up the back, and I was sure, that he studied my bum like I studied Cub's! I wondered about the magnetic attraction of a human body part that was simply designed to sit on it - something like a portable cushion.

The path got steeper, and more often I spotted a white flash from Cub's panties above me up his pant legs - the hungry Wolf behind me would surely enjoy the show I gave him! Then we reached the rocks, and they were huge! Bear came back and pulled Cub up. Wolf pushed me up by my buttocks, extremely elevated by the possibility to combine something arousing with the practical. His hands on my bare flesh under the shorts made me dizzy, and Wolf pulled me up the last big step and hugged me - hopefully only to keep me from falling?

Why was hugging such a source of warmth, of confidence? I remembered the rude pre-school formula: Hugging, kissing, stripping, sucking, fucking, dumping! »Are you alright, Tadpole?«, Wolf asked carefully, holding me once more by the buttocks, grinding his growing arousal into my dickel with sheer concern. »I'm fine, Wolf, I can stand by myself!«, I replied and kissed him on the prickly chin in gratitude for his help - shouldn't have done that but it just happened! All I got in response was a kiss on my forehead, then I was free.

The view from the rock was breath-taking all around, the rock was warm in the soft sunlight and a pleasure to sit on. We sat down around the food bag - dried meat, dried apricots and salty biscuits! Cub remarked to Wolf, that he was showing his undies. Wolf didn't care, he spread his legs wide to display both his testicles wrapped in tight white cotton to us all. Bear didn't hesitate to show his marbles off as well, and nobody had to beg Cub to be a sport! With all eyes on me now I first got hot, then icy cold, then I blushed - but for God's sake: I wasn't a coward!

I showed them all they had to see for now, saw the excitement flickering in their eyes - I felt fine, companionship was growing here, and I was part of it! We all four were so happy and so careless for a while, laughed and hollered and rolled around with wide open legs, we completely missed the dark cloud sneaking over the ridge behind us! A thick stingy rain was on us in minutes, we had hardly time to clean up! We slipped and run down the path, helping each other along - sometimes Wolf's steady arm around my waist was very much appreciated.

Down at the camp the sun was out again, hot and steamy. Wolf was spanning a washing line in the sun and told us to dry our wet uniforms on it! We looked quite like an alien lot in our clam white underwear - but a good boy scout don't know no shame! I studied all the bulges and the nipples and voted in favour of Cub - his raven black hair and his milky skin made him appear Asian, fragile and pliant. And suddenly it appeared to me too: that I was attracted to him! His cute and flowing movements woke something inside of me I never knew it was there: compassion, maybe love?

Wolf suggested a game of tag to warmen us up a bit. We had to tuck our scarfs into the back of our undies like a donkey tail and defend it with all our skills - a lost scarf meant a wish granted!
And: of course: Wolf was right behind me, I tricked him out many times. I was ready to fight him, but when he finally confronted me I forgot my brave plan and run! Big mistake I made - of course he caught me and my tail, I ended up on my belly in the moss with a mouthful of mulch, with my panties down around my thighs! There was an ominous silence for a while, but then Wolf pulled me and my pants up, he appologised for his rude behaviour.

After he had rearranged my underwear and tucked the donkey tail back into the crack between my nether cheeks the gentleman gently chuckled and said: »You owe me a kiss, Tad! Better make it a good one!« It was to be a long sensual one, his mustache was tickling my nose, his hands roaming in my underpants and his dick was poking me in the belly! That was a bit rude too, and Wolf pulled his wet tongue out of my mouth and said: »Now run, Tad, and don't let me catch you again - you would be in serious trouble!« I could imagine that - if a wolf has tasted the scent of his prey he would never ever give up his hunt!

I was just running for a while until I stopped in my tracks: there through the trees I spotted Bear, leaning back on a rock - with his underpants around his knees! - and there was Cub kneeling in front of him - doing the unbelievable, disgusting but fascinating thing: I clearly witnessed the glossy fleshy rod of the perpetrator sliding in and out of Cub's wet lips - all sparkling in the sunlight! Bear was holding onto Cub's ears and dictated the gentle rhythm while Cub was desperately hanging on to Bear's clenched buttocks. I couldn't tear my eyes off the intriguing scene - I was simply captivated!

Questions and emotions popped up from my consciousness like mushrooms after the rain: Was this a punishment or was it pleasure, was it common or was it cruel? Cub's facial expression was relaxed, and he used his cheek muscles like a trumpet blower does. How would it feel, I mused - amazed to find my hand massaging Dickel through the sodden undies. Would I dare to try such, entering a hungry mouth and escaping without the top bitten off? My undies already looked like a circus tent from above, Dickel kept growing up under my tender touch!

A crackle from the back made me start: the ubiquitous Wolf was right behind me, pulling my tag again! »Ssssshhh!«, he hissed, »don't move, don't let them see you!« And then he added silently: »You owe me another kiss, Tad!« I wished to be touched, to be undressed and caressed - I was willing to give him everything - whatever that may be! I even considered the top of Dickel being bitten off by him - but Wolf was a friendly protector! In extreme slow motion he pulled my underpants and denuded my cheeky bottom, then he kissed both sensitive orbs with real passion! At last he kissed my asshole, just to make me jump! He turned me around, gave my long flag pole a friendly squeeze, stuffed the scarf down very deep between my buttocks and spanked me off for another erotic adventure!

Cub was catching up with me quick, having waited for the occasion patiently. He was proposing a fair fight for the donkey tail - I held him off for as long as I could but didn't want to win! We rolled over the dry leaved forest floor for a while, pulling and stretching our underwear - not concerned with the silly pony tails anymore! Our fight was about the boy tail, the excitement of grabbing and groping, the arousal of skin contact. It was unavoidable that in the end my hands held his and he held mine - it was most delicious! There was no tug and no demand we just grew into each other's grip, until the mighty Wolf called us back to camp!

He said, that we were all dirty and needed to clean up! He was right: a grubby lot we were! And together we walked into the cool water of the swimming hole - exposing more secrets of our anatomy through the clinging wet underwear, that was turning rather transparent and was extremely revealing! Of course: we were splashing water at each other just to see more, and I was as always the preferred subject. I lost my top to Cub and my undies to Wolf, I was suddenly naked in the cold water, my nuts shrunk and my dickel hard as a pebble. But I felt six hands all over my body, trying to warm me up!

The uniforms were dry by now, so we hung our underwear over the washing line - and we really enjoyed the short moment we were all naked - just to have a glimpse at each other's private parts - not really offensive in their near frozen state! Cub was still as naked as I were in the groin - or maybe shaved? Bear got a big red beard on his lower belly that nearly hid all his credentials, but Wolf's dickel looked to me like a cranberry popsie like old Granny used to freeze for me! My mouth was watering automatically, but then I spotted Cub's cute little pink plum - and I was sure that this appetizing impression would not let me sleep tonight!

Wolf and Bear's traps had caught some crabs over the day, and with the roasted spuds they were an unexpected feast. Rubbing our full bellies we were lazying around the fire until Cub mentioned that Wolf's dick was hanging out of his pants. »Just in need of some fresh air - I guess?«, he grunted and gave it a big tuck! Bear applauded our leader and pulled his own genitals out into the flickering fire shine. And, as usual: cute Cub followed his example with no inhibition, his dickel was just so delicious, shining in the orange light like an glowing magic mushroom - I couldn't take my eyes of it!

By then I knew exactly what was expected from me: I had to conform properly or risking to being tagged as a coward! I felt strongly about to set an example and to be braver than I ever was: I pulled my Dickel out of his confines and aired out my two restless nuts as well - and I earned myself a big applause. Wolf pulled me up and offered my offerings to his friends for a touch and a grope. Bear squeezed my balls gently, Cub gave me a such a sensitive wet kiss on the tip of my growing penis which I will never forget! Sin or sexual madness - I completely enjoyed the attention - grew stronger and stronger with every touch!

After that Wolf stood up and took my hand. He lead me down to the stream and around the corner. He sat down on a rock and pulled me between his legs: »You were spying at our friends today in the forest?« »I'm sorry!« »And you got aroused by that?« »No - I mean, maybe just a little bit!«, I stammered. I was a weakling, clamped between his strong thighs. »You're a sweet little liar and deserve a punishment, isn't that right?« No - I mean, maybe just a little one!«, I stammered again - I was outright stupid: I had run into the trap like a headless chicken! With a broad smirk of satisfaction Wolf slowly unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my fly and let the pants drop to the ground.

I could have died right there and then, because my dickel was all sticky and dirty from all the former adventures. But Wolf just smiled as he weighted the scared balls in his warm palm first, before pulling the foreskin slowly back from my scared little dickel. »Pretty!«, he murmured: »very pretty indeed!« But sadly he stopped his admiration right there, pulled me over his knees and toasted my innocent bum with vigour. First it hurt like hell, then the growing heat of my reddening buttocks turned inside, run straight up my spine and flooded my brain. Dickel was jumping to my defense, but without real conviction - and that was maybe way better so for the moment?

Then finally Wolf let me go with the words: »I hope you will behave better from now on - and tonight you'll sleep on your back like good boys do, right?« How could I reject: my bum was on fire and dickel was dribbling spit! So I nodded just to get away, but that wasn't so easy with our Wolf: »Wash yourself, I like my boys clean!«, he snared, crossed his arms in patient control, intent to observe the cleansing. The cool water soothed my burning bum and the excercise revived my spirit - I gave Wolf a fine show, showed him a lot of glossy pink buttock and a rare glimpse of my shiny dickel - but when I looked up he was gone!

The fire was still going, but only Bear was still there, staring into the flickering flames, stirring up sparks with a stick. »Did he spank you?«, was his sombre greeting, some how loaded with a hint of jealousy. Lying was no good between friends, so I nodded my head! »Did you like it?« »No - maybe a little bit!« I was still the same old liar, hadn't learned a thing! Bear grabbed my wrist and whispered: »If you really start to like it, I will be pleased to please you - you've got the cutest bum in camp - and with that he pinched my already smarting buttocks with pure emotion, and then he went to bed.

I was the last one in the tent tonight - undressed quietly in the dark and pulled the blanket over me. It was an arousing feeling to be all naked and unprotected on your back in the middle of horny boys - my body was aching for a finger tip, a hand and a touch. Feeling Cub writhing in pleasure next to me under Bear's tender caress made me jealous, made me wanton! Finally, the big bad Wolf stirred next to me. He gently drew the blanket off my body down to my knees to expose my vulnerable nudity to the darkness of the night - and like a blind man he started to explore my body with his electric fingertips!

Gently he stroked my neck, cheekily he pinched my nipples, stuck his finger into my belly button. His soft touch on my sensitive lower belly made me nervous - and as lower his hand moved as faster my dickel grew - straight towards his erotic advance! I was laying dead like a corpse - even stopped breathing - but contact was imminent! When my straining purple plum welcomed his fingers with a wet kiss I nearly died from shame and rolled away. But Wolf was patient, he massaged my back and stroked my hips to calm me down. On his third attempt to roll me back onto my back I finally gave in.

Dickel was as hard as a rock, there was no way I could go to sleep like that! Cub groaned again next to me in deadly agony, so I surrendered myself to the big bad wolf! And like an expert he treated me well! He squeezed my nervous balls in his palm, probed my fearful anus with an inquisitive fingertip, massaged my plum with his spittle and rubbed me off with measured rhythmic strokes. The oncoming orgasm was so powerful that it switched the light off in my brain, I felt my own warm wet sperm landing on my chin and on my chest and on my lips - it tasted slighty salty - but then I fortunately blacked out - sheer bliss was eating up my soul!

In my dream I stood in front of hot rock that was to high for me to climb, I couldn't get a grip and a foothold on it, I just scratched my belly and grated my Dickel on the rough surface. I was half way up and I was stuck - with my boots far apart. The warm hands that were holding me up by the buttocks stopped pushing and moved between my legs, were searching for my genitals and found them quickly in my pants - and they pulled the whole lot out into the sunshine! I was shocked, and I slipped, and I fell straight into a safe embrace - first I thought to see the face of Wolf, but then I suddenly realised, that it was actually Bear who grinned at me . . .

Wednesday, August 16

When I woke up next morning I found myself in a loving embrace with Wolf, his warm hand still attached to my genitals. It was still dark outside but I urgently had to pee, so I gently removed the loving hand from my aching bladder and silently sneaked out of the tent. The night sky was just beginning to blush in the softest pastel pink when I pissed down the bank, and the spiral of my urine glittered with rainbow colours like a string of pearls. And the higher I aimed the brighter it sparkled - it was sheer magic! I wrote a zet, a zero and an elegant eight into the blushing morning sky and I laughed!

But then my smoke alarm went off - something was burning! Only then I saw Bear sitting next to me on a rock, smoking a cigarette! I got frightfully aware that I was absolutely naked, that he had watched me urinating and playing with my dickel, and that he was frightfully naked too! »Good shot, Tad!«, he commented, »Please don't tell Wolf that I smoke - we are friends, aren't we, Tad? - Come here for a moment!« He pulled me on his lap. The red pelt on his chest felt soft against my back and his smoky breath smelled so manly! But his big hands on my belly made me nervous!

»You may know by now, that I love Cub«, he started, »but I love you too, Tad! You've got a good heart and a giving nature!« He caressed my thighs dangerously close to Dickel. »You are such a handsome and mettlesome lad, Tad, that nobody could't possibly love you!« Now he tickled my balls and Dickel stood up! »In other words, Tad: you are just too sexy!« I liked that compliment very much but Dickel was already desperately twitching in his strong fingers like a fish in the net. The wet smoky kisses on my neck were driving me crazy, and when Bear gently sucked the lobe of my ear I was emotionally melting!

My head sunk back onto his shoulder in an attempt of warm trust and I closed my eyes to concentrate. I never had a real father nor an older brother - this feeling of familiar or intimate comfort was a novelty to me! I felt Bear's dick growing up between my legs like a mushroom in fast forward mode, could imagine the emergence of the plump purple bulb with the laughing eye - the rise of one-eyed snake! Gently Bear moved one of my idle hands towards his growing desire and folded my fingers around it. Then he started to rub my dickel in a steady slow motion, which I copied perfectly with the rising pleasure.

We both came together, we were an exploding sperm bomb, like erupting volcano twins - I felt happier and more content than ever in my young life, and I whispered: »Thank you, big Bear, I love you too!« Bear bent my head and kissed my cheek: »Don't tell Cub about this, Tad! Let it be our secret - he can get mightily jealous!« He shoved me from his lap, slapped my cheeky buttocks, and told me to get dressed - he would light the fire for breakfast in the meanwhile. Slowly I begun to understand Cub's submissive attachment to Bear, such sweet secrets were as precious as they were pleasant and satisfying!

Wolf was in a cheery mood this morning, he hugged me twice! Cub was in a rather strange mood - I wondered if he could smell Bear's cum on me? Our underwear was still not dry so nobody bothered with it. After breakfast Cub and I went for a firewood run, but he wasn't much interested in the collection, he went straight after me! He pressed me against a pine tree, pressed his wet lips against mine and unbuttoned my shirt. He was tweaking my nipples hard and played my tongue with his, my belt came undone and the pants fell - finally he held his promise of undressing and caressing - and I was in the mood!

Cub couldn't talk whilst kissing me, he couldn't talk when he bit my nipples hard, and he didn't utter a single word when sucking my dickel deep into his mouth. His lips were like velvet and his tongue like a leech, his teeth were nibbling at the sensitive plum and his hand squeezed my balls - it was a most exquisite sensation! I was wondering about how many times I could spend a day, tried to hold back as long as possible but had no chance: Cub knew his business and sucked me empty to last drop whilst me knees felt like butter and were nearby to fail.

A delicious hot pain shot up my spine and exploded in my brain like a Chinese firework, I was blinded by an ecstatic light, tried to hold on to Cub's shoulders but fell all over him, hugging and kissing him! All false Christian morality and social restrictions had fallen off me too: I was in love! »You're a tasty one, tiny Tad - we should do that soon again, and when you're ready...«, here he stopped, stood up and started to gather the wood. »But please, Tad, keep it between us, the mighty Bear could get mighty jealous!«, he yelled over his shoulder at me. I understood perfectly, what he was meaning: it was only fair!

Back at the camp the erotic tensions run high: Bear was pampering Cub with obvious tenderness and Wolf was always just a step behind me, as if following my scent with his sensitive nose, and the underwear was still swinging in the breeze! I saw Bear undressing Cub and had Wolf's hand down the back of my pants, taking possession of his beloved bum! We had to do something to break the tension, I suggested, and Wolf's brilliant idea was to play Indians and Rovers! He produced some black crow feathers, and he whipped the black charcoal from the fire place with water and a fork in a cup to a versatile paint.

Then he stripped me gently from the top to the bottom, I had slowly come along to appreciate nudity and now I loved it! I felt beautiful and I felt blooming! Wolf took the scarf from my neck, shuck it out to its full size and knotted it around my waist to hide my private parts. He touched my nose with a black finger, painted my nipples and the belly button, and he didn't miss to lift the scarf to dub a black spot onto the curious nose of Dickel! Next to us Bear was painting his protegee with similar elaborate tenderness: Cub's scarf already stood out like the front sail of a racing yacht! A bout of jealousy crossed my heart but I dismissed it!

Finely painted with the colour of war, the black feathers bound around our heads with string we were spanked on our bare bottoms, and Wolf yelled: »Run! Run, you little savages, run for your life!« Cub and I run together for a while, sometimes holding hands - but then we thought it better to split up to return to the camp by different routes. I just turned around the corner when I saw Bear sitting on a log, smoking again! »Come here, you dirty little Indian, you are under arrest! If you should consider to run I will chase you to the end of the world!« If there was any good Indian it was me: I decided to run!

Weaving and ducking through the underwood, jumping and dodging through the jungle - it was good sport for a while, because I wanted to be caught, bound and tortured! Really: that was exactly what I felt in the rush of adrenaline! I stumbled and fell, right into the green clover! My naked bottom must have been a pretty picture to my predator because he didn't attack at once! He took his time for admiration before kneeling down to get a decent feel of the offered goods. But then he changed his attitude, ripped the blue scarf from my hips and bound my wrists with it behind my back - I was doomed!

Then he pulled me up, brushed some dirt off my dickel, and with a length of cord from his pocket he bound my balls and dickel all together in a sling, on which he pulled me all the way back to camp like a prisoner! There he knotted the cord to the totem tree and declared: »You are now a prisoner of war, dirty little savage: you have lost all your rights!« The string around my genitals was irritating and Dickel reacted with blood-red anger - he stood up in protest! It was getting a bit too embarrassing, and I was happy that the big bad Wolf brought his prisoner in as well - pulled along by the nasty scrotum string!

Tight up to the same tree our victorious captors inspected our nude bottoms for a while and were discussing the possibilities of a suitable punishment of such hostile savages. Wolf suggested a strong willow branch, but Bear mentioned the stingy nettles behind the tent - and the deal was done! We prisoners had to stick our bums out to get a decent burn - from the pain I could guess the colour turned dark red, then we had to turn around to get the same from the front. I was burning up, Dickel was close to exploding - the fire consumed my whole body - I closed my eyes and let go with a groan - and Cub groaned as well next to me!

Wolf and Bear applauded the copious double shot with four hands and two whistles, they let us loose for a wash in the stream, that they decided to do themselves unless we would escape! The job of cleaning the charcoal paint from my skin fell to Bear, because he had captured me! The water was hip-deep where he soaped my shoulders, the chest and the belly and the groin with passion, but the water was just too cold to get aroused! He tickled my asshole with a finger tip and I let him in - what a fool I was: inviting disaster? My dickel was as hard as a dried plum and when I unintentionally touched Bear's it was in the same frozen state as mine.

He whispered: »Not here and not now, lovely Tad - we have to be careful! Meet me here at midnight and I share a smoke with you! Okay?« I don't know why I nodded so obediently, but wasn't it all part of the adventure? Wolf created delicious cheese toast for lunch - and in fact: we were all loving each other! And a bit shocked when Cub reported our underwear stolen from the washing line! Nobody blushed, so it must have been somebody else! Cub said, that he hated those things anyway and we could be nudists anyway during the day - a clever attempt at physical honesty I could only appreciate! In my opinion, we all were voyeurs!

Wolf stated promptly that we couldn't possibly expose ourselves to a voyeur, that we should be careful from now to show our affections for each other outside the tent until the case of the pervert that stole the underwear was solved - and we all agreed! More fire wood was needed, and Cub and me had to face the dangerous task to face the dangerous stalker in the woods. I was willing to give the pleasure back to Cub that he gave me - no matter who was watching! This time I pressed him to a tree and kissed him on the lips. To initiate things yourself gives you power! Now was the time I had to be courageous!

I opened his shirt and pinched his nipples as he had taught me before, I dropped his pants like he had dropped mine, I had a good look and found his offering palatable, so I kissed it on the forehead, what created an instant reaction: Cub's dickel grew straight into my mouth! He was so excited: He ripped my hair and pulled me closer, until I nearly gagged. What I thought first as disgusting and revolting turned out as a pleasurable exercise - reminding me of the sweet candy sticks we licked as k**s! But here there was an addictive texture to it - something the biggest poets can explain - maybe it was the texture of love?

I licked around the purple plum and squeezed it a bit between my finger tips - Cub groaned and his dick spent a clear drop of lubricant, which I licked off with curiosity. I loved his white hairless belly and the light purple ball bag, in which I could squeeze his hot nuts from side to side at my will. I dug my teeth into the juicy plum pretending a bite, rubbed the veiny stem in a steady rhythm and there he came! He nearly killed me: a warm sticky flood blocked my breathing and made me cough out my lungs - but when I looked up at Cub's face it was full of love: »You did it, Tad, and it was pure pleasure!«

I hugged him to draw his warmth and love into me, and then we collected the firewood. Wolf and Bear had caught some trouts with their fishing lines and where mighty proud of that! Dinner was a feast, but the first question from Bear after it a shock: »Did you touch each other out there?« I shook my head but Cub said: »Of course!«, what earned him a good cheer. Wolf proposed us to perform a show to explain our secret activities more accurate, and Bear only agreed - Wolf stacked the fire to light up the show - golden sparks flew up into the night sky in erotic swarms - this was my official initiation - and I would be a fool to fail it!

»Only if you keep your hands off us tonight!«, retorted Cub, snapped his fingers at me to start the show and I ripped my scarf off and threw it to Wolf, I unbuttoned my shirt, shrugged out of it and threw it to Bear, I pulled down my pants and got a cheer from all! Completely naked now I attacked Cub in the golden fire shine - I undressed him in a frenzy until he was as nude as me! Then I hugged my friend, I kissed him and pulled him closer - our fleshy lances were fighting with each other between our naked bellies! Our dance got hotter and hotter wile our spectators clapped their hands in appreciation.

Cub was so courageous to bend me over and display my spread buttocks to the two viewers sitting on the log, offering my secret backdoor to both of them! Then he bent over as well, exposing his most hidden secret to the audience and said: »Step up, gentlemen and take your pick!« He was just joking I hoped. »Not now!«, the wise Wolf decided at once: »We could be watched out here - let's do it in the tent!« So: we all retired inside and stretched out naked next to each other. The night was warm so we didn't need the woolen blankets, and a cool blue moon lit up the tent! Cup took my hand to give me courage!

In the dim blue light I clearly saw Wolf laying next to me, saw his standing ovation to my charms - he was definitely desiring my touch! His shaft was rigid and felt hot in my hand, his balls rolled restlessly in their hairy bag underneath. He was a good friend and he desired my help - I grabbed him by the tail and rubbed it hard until he moaned, tucked it harder until he groaned, and the I pulled him off with a double effort and saw his sperm fly! He took a deep breath and released a guttural throaty grunt and started to snore. Big Bear on the other end did the same, and finally I ended up in Cup's gentle arms!

Maybe he was sorry for exposing my ass in public, or he wanted to teach me something new? He turned me on my belly and spread my legs. One of his fingers followed the contours of my buttocks deep into the crack, putting a gentle pressure to my anus. I clenched my buttocks first in fear, but then I slowly relaxed: Cub wouldn't hurt me! And indeed: I had to explore his finger tip by myself, had to lift my hips to meet it, had to push further up to insert it bit by bit. It was a devilish feeling to allow a slim finger in this secret cavern, but to imagine Bear's big machine in there was beyond my comprehension.

When my hip was all the way up and the finger was all the way in I grunted like the little pig I really was - and I enjoyed it! I rode the finger, sucked it in and pressed it back out - it was surely a big sin, but a pretty one! When my dickel was straining for release and demanding for satisfaction Cub's lips were onto it in flash - not to waste a single drop! Slowly he pulled his finger out of my bottom and in a big bear hug we spooned up and went to sleep, his hard pecker still stabbing me into the crack between my legs for a long long time. And then I had this dream:

I was down at the stream in my underwear doing the dishes in the stream. I heard some voices close by, next to me behind a hazel bush, and the angry deeper one said: »But last year you let me do it - and you liked it!« The angry higher voice retorted: »That was then, times have changed!« »I won't tell the boss, I promise!« »Okay then, but only a quick one, please?« In my intuition I knew exactly what they were arguing about, and in my vivid fantasy I could clearly form a picture - and it made me extremely horny! This was a betrayal of trust, an indecent affair,
but an arousing fantasy by itself, but in my dream I needed more stimulation:

I was up and was spying through the trees to get a clearer picture of the secret meeting behind the hazel, but the boss was already behind me, his hands in my underpants to check on my erection. As he found it sufficient he pulled my panties down to my knees and folded my own fingers around my hardship - it was obviously up to me to hold onto my Dickel now! The boss grabbed my hips and drove his huge cock eager into the dark crack, not to penetrate me, more to find satisfaction and revenge between my clamped thighs! He pushed all the way through to stub my balls, but then he fell into a frenzy!

I could feel his frustration and his anger, his hot piston grated between my legs like in a steam cylinder, rattled my nuts and set my ass on fire! In sheer despair I was holding on to the tree in front of me with one hand, and with the other one to Dickel, as he would be an iron railing preventing to fall into the void. Then suddenly the boss exploded, I saw his moon-lit milk shooting out and decorating the trunk I was holding on with sparkling pearls - but then I woke, it was maybe about midnight and I needed to pee - Bear's mattress was deserted but Wolf and Cub were sound asleep. The silver moon light was bright outside and I found the naked Bear on his rock easily, enjoying his midnight cigarette!

When he spotted me in my elegant nudity he flicked the but away and turned towards me: »Hi, Tad, I'm happy that you have remembered our date! What can I do for you tonight, sweet little darling friend?« »Just wanted to talk«, I lied. Bear released a silent bout of laughter. He patted his knee to tell me where to sit down. »Is it about sex or love?«, he joked, but I whispered: »No, about you!« I thought about questions to ask, thought harder about problems to mention, but his fingers all over my body made thinking impossible - just sitting on his lap aroused me big time! And I still coldn't believe the magic power of my bum to arouse a big bear like him in no time!

Then Bear turned me around to face him and took both dicks together in one hand - that looked rather funny and felt strange! In his warm grip we grew together big and strong and smiled at each other about this stunning miracle of nature! »I have dreams about you, Bear!«, I tried to confess, but Bear just chuckled: »I have plenty about you too, Tad!« But then he rubbed us both off with powerful strokes, and once again we climaxed together, all over our trembling bellies! This was bliss and deserved a big bear hug! Then I asked Bear, if he ever fucked Cub? »Not anymore, but he likes it, so take care!«

We washed our bellies in the stream and went back to bed. I couldn't sleep for a long time - the thought of Cub fucking me was as disturbing as it was interesting! Surely: Bear's was far too big for me, and Wolf's probably too? Did size really matter, I pondered? People wouldn't like it if it hurt, wouldn't they? I remembered Cub's finger deep inside me and shuddered: I could have refused but I wanted it! I wanted to give him everything for his true friendship, and so I still did! But didn't all of my friends here deserve my best, couldn't we all four grow into a perfect trusting relationship, that could satisfy everybody's intimate longings without guilt or jealosy!

I remembered a picture I had seen in a dirty magazine: there were four young naked Asian boys all spooning up, stuck together by their dicks - the picture was called "The Train", and it seemed like fun to me! And the smallest boy in front of the train had looked a bit like me. I knew about the risks of infection and was sure that there were no condoms in the camp! Sexuality was such a complicated issue, and love even more confusing! I was aware that all three really adored me, and certainly desired to fuck me, but that wasn't love, that was possession. To whom did I want to belong: only to the one I loved - I couldn't stop thinking until I fell headfirst into a wet dream:

I was laying on my belly in the tent in my underwear, studying the scout handbook, learning about knots and first aid. The sun was throwing a sparkling light show through the trees above and made me drowsy. I put my head down on the pillow and took a deep breath, when suddenly somebody sneaked into the tent, to pick something up, so I guessed! But then my naked thighs and short panties made him forget his original mission pretty quick. Down on his knees he moved both of his hands from the back of my knees up my thighs with a new sense of adventure - straight into the underpants and even further up!

He held my buttocks captive for a while, and because they didn't object became even bolder. With his fingers he spread them hard apart and with his thumbs he massaged the naughty orifice hidden in between. And because there was still no objection the unknown explorer became even more adventurous: both thumps dived in, stretched the tiny muscle hard to tear me apart - the stab of lust and the sting of pleasure mixed at once to a potent potion, that Dickel couldn't resist for long: he throbbed and yearned and jerked like a fish under me, and then he unloaded his sticky excitement right into my panties, but by then the stranger was a long time gone . . .

Thursday, August 17

After breakfast Wolf unrolled a map and pointed at the old gold mine up in the valley. There must be surely something left, even if it was just a little nugget, he suggested! We had two electric torches to find our way around inside, and we had a rope and a spade and we certainly had the enthusiasm! It was a long way up the hill, the track was fairly overgrown but clearly visible. The sun was hot and bathed us in sweat. Once again I was fascinated by Cub's half-naked buttocks, how the fleshy fold jumped cheekily from side with every step! I would have loved to spank him for being that cute - yes, that was a very good idea!

The mine was just a square black hole in the mountain side, the sign next to the entrance was taken over by rust and contained no information anymore. The beginning of the tunnel was all wet and slippery from the water seeping through the ceiling, but the we found a dry part where the shaft divided, and to our complete surprise we found an old mattress, a rusty kerosine lamp and a dented kettle. But what shocked us most was the sudden reappearance of our underwear, all neatly stitched together as to blanket! Cub laughed out loud, Bear swore and Wolf got a red head: »This must be a fracking joke!«, he exploded, »let's find the bastard and bugger him up!«

I found that a bit rude, but understood that in this case the buggering was a punishment and not a pleasure, it was meant as a humiliation. We all listened into the black tunnels but found only a deadly silence in both of them. When I mentioned, that the bastard could now be in our camp and get away with everything, the hate turned direction. »Good on you, Tad«, said Wolf: »Let's go back before it's too late!« On the way down the valley I sided up with Cub and asked him about the buggering: »Does it hurt?« »When you know how to do it right then it is a pleasure!« »Oh!« Cub gave me a quick side-glance: »Do you like to be buggered, Tad?« »I'm not sure, I mean, I never did it, but...«, so I said too much again once more!

Dickel was stretching about my dirty fantasies and hung out of my pants. Cup laughed and grabbed it, and he pulled me along with a giggle: »I would love to bugger you up, tiny Tad, you would be a sweet little slave - but first we have save our camp!« Now there was an other word that puzzled me! Being a slave to me meant obedience and submission, a being without its own intention, a willing sex object. I remembered the picture of the nude boy on all fours with a dog collar around the neck - a position that let his bottom constantly accessible for punishment and probably buggering too! Oh, my dickel was hanging out again!

The camp was quiet, but the tent zipper was open and there was movement inside. We surrounded the tent in silence to cut off any escape, and then Bear went in. There was a struggle, some kicks and punches, and then the thief run out, straight into the strong arms of Wolf, who clamped the burglar until Cub could bind his wrists. Then the wrists were bound to our totem tree, and we all were able to have a better look at the thief: It was a dangerous boy, with fiery red hair and poison green snake eyes, and with a truck load of freckles on his nose! He wore a checkered flannel shirt and camouflage trousers with a lot of pockets - and he looked very very angry but didn't speak!

Wolf suggested to search the thief but only got a pointy knee into his balls for his attempt. Bear with his sharp knife open was more successful and was able to search his pockets - Wolf's compass and Bear's watch was enough evidence to strip the bastard bare, but the tiny little bra under the flannel shirt and the tiny little panties in the trousers somehow curbed our anger a bit: We had caught a girl - what would we do with her? Bring her to the police, spank her or fuck her? Bear made a quick decision: »She's got our underwear, so we get hers!« The prisoner moved as far away from his shiny blade as she could, but there was no fear in her eyes.

Snip snip snip - Bear cut the little bra and ripped it off her chest. Small breasts but huge nipples - mouthwatering big red berries on mounds of cream! Snip snip - the panties fell to shreds, and there it was: the burning bush from the Bible! We all stared at it with an open mouth - it was God's design - it was pure and it was beautiful! But these boys weren't much religious and lost their interest quickly. »You're in charge of her, Tad - we go and make dinner, we will deal with her later!«, Wolf decided, and then we were left alone. And as longer as I looked at her the more beautiful she grew, and when her anger finally subsided her grim face relaxed.

»Can you talk?«, I asked the girl and she nodded. »Do you have a name?«, and she nodded again. »Are you thirsty?« she shook her head. »Would you like me to dress you up again?«, and there finally was the smile, and it stabbed me right in the heart! With shaky hands I pulled her trousers up over her taut little bum and buttoned them up: »Sorry about your underwear, Missis, but I think that you deserved that!« She nodded. I buttoned up her shirt, our eyes met and she said: »Sorry about your underwear, Tad!« She knew my name - I was stunned! Lovely little dimples played on her rosy cheeks when she talked!

She had a lovely voice too and told me, that she had watched us for a long time, and that she had liked the show last night! »You have a cute little bum, and a beautiful little cock, Master Tad! But if you also have a brilliant mind, you would better let me go - if my mad brother finds me here half naked with you guys he will shoot you all! And take that for granted - he is really mad, he thinks he owns me, as a sex slave, and he has definitely a big gun!« I mulled that over for a while, the boys were busy at the fire place, and if they knew about a mad brother with a big gun, they would maybe be happy if I let her go?

The night was falling as the sun sunk behind the range - the time was perfect! I cut her strings but she didn't run! She whispered: »Your friends are sure thinking about abusing me in their perverted way, and if they find out that you had freed me, they would abuse you instead - you better come with me to be safe!« And with that she grabbed my hand and pulled me away into the forest behind her. She was strong and determined like a warrior woman, and she didn't let go! Only after a secure distant from the camp she stopped and hugged me: »Thank you Tad - you're a gentleman! My name is Tiger! Come, we better disappear from here!«

Tiger pulled me all the way to the old mine. It was dark but she knew the tracks by heart, then the moon came up to light our path, and her redhead started to shine like a beacon! But my mind was numb - I didn't know what I was doing, and even less why? One moment I felt like a lucky boy and the next like a prisoner - I had betrayed my friends for a woman - this would have serious repercussions, I was sure! For a boy scout it was surely a duty to help the weak, but not the thieves! I was a traitor and would be punished - all the sympathy I had earned myself up to now would be lost, nobody would trust me anymore!

When we reached the mine Tiger lead me inside and said: »You really saved my butt today, Tad, and I will be forever grateful! Please accept my reward!« She lighted the kero lamp and undressed me without inhibition, then she spread me out on her quilt of boy scout underwear and undressed herself. Her red hair was burning like on fire and her burning bush was sparkling from the dew of sexual excitement - Dickel grew steadily towards here female charms, he was hard as a totem pole and ready to take up the challenge! Tiger squatted over me and kissed me with her sweet mouth for a while, whilst she guided Dickel safely into the secret depths of her sex, but then she sat up and started to perform her love dance for me.

She undulated on my hips like an ancient goddess, she rotated her hips like a professional belly dancer and she sucked my whole erection deep up into her wet vagina with skill. Her little titties were dancing above me a wild Irish jig, it was a pleasure to touch them! But as the excitement rose in my loins I clawed her hips to slow her down, I wanted her with me, knowing by sheer instinct, that a woman needs her time! But Tiger rode me like a professional to the sweet end - she was screaming into the dark of the night when my hot pulsating sperm flooded the most sensitive and most intimate part of her soul - she grunted like a dying soldier, sank down on my chest and went to sleep with her wet lips on my neck!

All my former sexual escapades with the boys had lost their glamour - this was the real thing! But I realised, that it was just a one-night stand, because I couldn't abandon my friends for sex with a feral woman in a cold gold mine shaft! Nevertheless, I hugged her all night long: She had made a man out of me, and I was extremely grateful! What I had thought a great obstacle and a difficult task had happened without pain, without blood and without crying. We had met on our path to destiny, but were prone to let it go! I had to start my first school day at the new school on Monday, and I couldn't be late! But I would treasure this precious memory forever!

My dickel was still buried deep inside the sleeping goddess - he never gave up! I hugged and comforted her again and again, I gently rolled her off me and pulled the scout underwear blanket over her to keep her warm. Even deep asleep she clenched my dickel with passion and kept him in possession - Tiger wasn't giving up either - we were one of a rare pair! Her warm sweet breath fanned my neck when I explored her soft bottom carefully and touched her burning bush with utmost caution, not to sear my finger tips on it. It was the softest hair I ever touched, it was there for the reason to keep the secrets, a bit like Hitler's mustache, I thought - but then I finally fell asleep . . .

Friday, August 18

The sun was up and enlightening the square mouth of the mine with pure gold - I had to go back! Tiger said, that she understood perfectly. She kissed me with warm passion and sent me on my way, and she warned me again about her crazy brother, told me to be careful. But my head was too light and and too high to care about madmen on the track - Tiger had made me a men - and I felt strong and invincible! But there he was: suddenly in front of me, pointing his ancient double barrel shotgun at me! His red eyes were bulging out of their sockets and his huge jaw hung loose, dribbling spittle - I had never seen a zombie before, but this was bad! His fly was half open and his dirty wrinkly cock was hanging out of it!

»Oh: one of the bloody scouts, and one of the younger ones as well, what a catch!«, he dribbled. and pointed his rifle at my heart: »Take the bloody shirt off, if you wanna live, boy!« He didn't waste a look at my pert nipples or cute belly button and stabbed the barrel into my groin: »And the bloody pants too, boy!« He circled me for a while to absorb my splendid juvenile nudity with his bulging eyes, he spanked my dickel with disgust but pinched my buttocks with delight and started to hum. »Down on your knees now, boy!«, he barked and in a second I had his salty cock in my mouth - I knew that I had to be good, or be dead! His cock was huge, much bigger that Bear's! I gagged and spit and coughed but I didn't give up!

When the cock finally was hard enough, the madman ordered me on all fours and spat three times at my asshole, maybe to drive the evil devils away? One wet finger he drove into the narrow channel, then two, and then he dropped the weapon, ready to spear me up the back with his monster cock. I was clenching my teeth and digging my fingers into the dirt when he took a hard hold on my hips to steady the target. The attack was imminent but it never happened: a bang, a crack, a thump and the m*****ing hands lost their grip on me. It was my Tiger that had swung the wooden butt into his neck and broke the old rifle in two: she had knocked her mad brother flat out and cold!

»I told you Tad, that you have a cute bum, but please don't offer it to every one that comes along - that is prostitution!« She was such a funny girl! She picked up my clothes and dressed me up, then she slapped my bum and said: »Run now Tad and watch your back - it was a pleasure to meet you!« Half way down the hill I met the search party. Cub run forward and hugged me: »Are you okay, Tad Darling - I was so worried about you and I missed you very much!« Bear said: »Good on you Tad, did you fuck her well?« Wolf tried to look angry but failed completely - I knew that he would forgive me for a kinky sexy favour or two?

Back in the camp I had to tell the whole story from the beginning to the end. The part of riding the tiger was only half as interesting as the sudden appearance of the zombie with the gun - that story dropped all the jaws! And Tiger's bold act of braveness to keep me a virgin just pulled the cork: all three slapped their bare thighs. »What a woman!«, Bear uttered, »What a maniac!«, Wolf contributed, but Cub simply said: »I wish I were there to help you!« I collected all my courage and confessed: »It is very nice how kind and forgiving you all are, but I betrayed your trust and will accept any punishment you see fit!« That was a short but courageous speech, but if I wanted to win their friendship back, this was the only way!

»What about a group spanking?«, Cub proposed, and I nodded. »What about a good show?«, Bear suggested, and I nodded again. »What about the train?«, Wolf put in and Cub clapped his hands in delight: »All three of them, but better after dinner by the fire, that would be so much more romantic!« So it was decided. We eat our last biscuits and the left over jerky, musing about danger and excitement, bravery and virginity. I looked at them one by one - those guys were such good friends! Not like Tiger - just different! They all had those horny tomcat feelings women can hardly understand - but then: maybe Tiger did?

Cub lead me down to the stream by the hand and we sat down on the warm patch of sand: »That was very brave of you, Tad! I'm proud of you!« Of course: the kissing started instantly, and then the undressing - the summer sun was burning down on us to make us hot! Naked we rolled and wrestled in the warm sand, we grabbed and groped each other like the c***dren we still were. Cub found my dickel with his lips and I caught his with mine. Now there was a perfect circle closed, the sexual energy spun around in us like the atoms in a particle colliding tunnel! Giving and taking worked harmoniously mouth to mouth - two bodies were one!

Of course Wolf and Bear weren't missing out on the erotic spectacle on the small beach, and were eager to join the game naked! Now we were four, we all rolled and toiled on the sand like a stranded ancient sea creature, like a giant octopus with too many arms and beaks, like a living heap of hot flesh seeking sexual satisfaction - and I was just in the throng of it! I wasn't aware anymore of who touched me where, of who was sucking me and of who that was probing my ass - I was just drowned under a tsunami of affection - I came three tim