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Subject: Lil’ Slut at Scout Camp Part Two LIL’L SLUT AT SCOUT CAMP Part Two � Van T Z Boi 2016 (The usual disclaimers apply. this is a work of fiction and does not represent any real person or situation. The copyright belongs to the author, you may not download or post this or any part thereof anywhere else without the authors’ permission. Readers are reminded to support , without which you would not be reading this. Please, please donate) (Thanks to all my readers, your kind words of welcome and support following my return have made me feel much better and I hope that the quality of the work has been worth the long wait. Comments if any to the new email address ail Carry on camping everyone. Van T Z Boi) Lofty looked up at me, “Thanks for the offer, but,” he gently stroked his red looking cock, “I think that kid fucked the spunk out of me.” I sat down and squeezed his balls, they were loose and hot as his testes were obviously working to replace the spunk he’d shot inside Motty. I slid my hand down and pressed a finger then two at his hairy manpussy, his silky inside was also hot and I added a third finger. “I think you got the wrong idea mate,” I pushed my fingers further inside and softy tickled the little nut that send shivers through him, “I want to fuck you.” I stared at his face, holding his eyes with mine as I rubbed again at his man nut. I saw the effect as hairs on his arms stood up and his sparse patch of pubes crinkled. I leaned close and whispered, “if it helps I’ve satisfied the slut that drained you,” I rubbed my hard dick on his side and saw his eyes flicker to my drooling teen rod, again I whispered, “we can slink away into the bushes if you don’t want to be seen,” and again I pressed my hard hot dick against his side, letting his feel my heated pulsing throbber. “Oh Fuck,” he muttered and looked wildly round, “over there,” he croaked and I stood up and helped him stand up, he was still trembling a bit and the water dripped of him as he shook. I let me him lead me away and behind his back I shot a grin at Chris who was bucking into Motty’s slim body, their groans of approaching passion coming clear and loud. He gave me the thumbs up and I had to fight hard to hide the attack of giggles that convulsed my throat. You okay?” Lofty had turned back at the sound of my snicker. “Fine,” I covered my mouth with my hand, “just a bit of wind, must have got up too quickly,” I smiled turning the snicker into what I hoped was a sexy grin. He shrugged his shoulders and I followed his thin frame into the bushes. Once we were hidden from the eyes of the others, most of whom were probably too busy to notice he stood there, his lanky body a little bit flabby in places, dripped as more of the lake’s water dribbled down his legs. His cock had lost its stiffness and hung out over his ballsac. “Look I don’t usually,” he started but I cut him short. “On you back mate,” I told him straight and again looked him in the eye, “we’re here to fuck and lets’ not waste any more time.” I shoved him with a little force and he went down on his arse and sprawled amongst the long grass. A look of shock flashed across his face. I followed down and placing my knees between his open legs I planted my arms either side of his torso and placing my mouth over his own, forced his head down to the ground. I know my men, especially the pussy boys and I was sure that Lofty would be an easy lay. I slid my tongue inside his mouth and pressed him down with my weight. I’m not that heavy but I was sure that he wasn’t going to shove me off him. For a moment there was a slight resistance and then his tongue began to duel with mine. We kissed hard for a couple of minutes and then I broke off. “I’m gonna need to work on your pussy,” I told him, “get you ready to take dick.” I could feel him yield beneath me and swiftly I yanked his torso up, using his own weight to hold him down as my tongue got busy with his hole. He tasted clean, the lake water was known as clean water and all I got was that saltiness of his skin as I delved into the man rosette that opened up for me. His sigh became a longer moan of pleasure as I rasped my tongue across the sensitive nerve endings and fucked it into his manpussy, feeling it open up sweetly for my invading poking tongue. He moaned again louder and his legs voluntarily relaxed opening wider. I slavered away at his wrinkled pucker and dribbled as much saliva as I could into his now pulsing manhole. I got up on my knees and lowered his torso; the look on his face said it all and I grinned at him. He blushed, hot and red and turned his face slightly. “Your ready Lofty,” it wasn’t a question and he had to turn his face back. I delivered the final insult, “slide me in then mate.” His hand trembled as it grasped my teenrod and placed it at his entrance. We looked at each other as I slid in, there was the slight pressure as his pussy opened wider to let my helmet in and then his manglove swallowed me. “Fuuuurghuuck,” Lofty sighed softy, adding, “it’s been a while.” “S’okay,” I murmured in his ear, sensing him relaxing, accommodating my six incher, “I’ll let the others know so they’ll take it easy too.” “Other’s,” I stifled a laugh at his reaction, “Oh fuck,” he sighed again and this time he sorta melted underneath me. I like fucking, I mean well you ought to have worked that out by now and while it’s not true to say I’ll fuck anything, well so far I haven’t found a pussy my cock refused. I don’t mind doing older guys, the oldest guy I ever fucked was Mr Gorringe, he used to be our Group Scout Leader but he had to retire and then when he moved away we had a big party for him. I was twelve then and had just started spunking and was fucking everything around me. For his party which was held in the private walled ümitköy escort garden near our clubhouse we had this big campfire and to one side the Rovers had created a large grass covered bedlike structure and Mr Gorringe was inviting old and new members to say goodbye with a farewell fuck. Now he’d fucked me a number of times over the years, and I was more than happy to say goodbye like that but he suggested as I’d started cumming, perhaps I’d like to fuck him. Well he was sixty-eight then, a bit wrinkly but in good tone and I was, well I was rabid then so I went for it and, well I enjoyed it and so did he. Later on that evening as I watched him with the others he brought me back onto the grassy bed, actually I slid onto it as it was so wet with cum by that time. Now that was real chilling on the skin. Only this time he made me lie back and he rode me, rode me to fuck, I came twice inside him and I could tell he was enjoying it just as much as I was. His wrinkly body bouncing up and down on my then five inches of boymeat was ace, his cock dribbling pre-cum all over me as he rotated his body, twisting up and down my dick was something I’ll always remember. He did invite me to visit him at his new home but he moved to Malta, he’d been stationed there during the war and had made many friends amongst the local boys but my family couldn’t afford the cost. By the time I was earning I’d got other pussy’s on my cock so I never did get to see him again. But back to Lofty. I’d given him enough time to get used to a cock inside him and now I began to kiss him as I began the slow small thrusts to work him into it. He moaned softly again and then gasped I thrust hard inside, my teendick hitting his man nut and sending a shock wave of pleasure through him. Fuck it, I do know how to fuck and I proved it with Lofty. In moments his hips were rising to meet my thrusts and the moans had changed to. “Fuck me, fuck me, Oh God fuck me, fuck me harder,” he cried and I obliged. Think of it; there I was under the sun, in a sheltered glade, on the lush grass and underneath me was a willing pussy. Lofty was tight, not boy tight but underused pussy tight and is there anything better than tight male pussy. His knob trapped between our wrestling bodies had also thickened and filled, now it drooled pre-cum between up, slicking our skins so his cock could be wanked by our bodies as I fucked him. His bucking rate increased which further excited my cock-nerves and I responded. I could feel his passion billow and his cock pulsed and pulsed and pulsed and I felt his gasping breaths and the extra wetness which told me, despite Mottys earlier efforts, his balls had produced more cum. “Ooooooohhh Fuck,” he cried and I could feel his pussy tighten and release and tighten and release as it went into climax spasms. Seconds later my teen cock caressed by his constricting man heat also exploded and I washed his pussy down with a decent load of teen spunk. “Grrrruuuggh,” I said, falling down on his now softly trembling body and we lay breathing raggedly as our lungs and nerves settled down. “It’s been a long time since I took dick,” Lofty smiled, “I can’t believe how good a young fuck like you are.” “You wait until some of the other lads have filled your pussy,” I told him, “we’re here for two weeks, your pussy will get plenty of dick before we go,” and I eased slowly out of him, “and you’ll get your share of pussy too.” I slid up the side of his body and showed him my cum streaked dick. “A good pussyboy knows to clean cock after a fuck,” I whispered and lay back on the cool grass and looked up at the leaves and the flashes of sun. I felt Lofty move and then the warm wet heat of a mouth. I looked down, Lofty knew how to suck dick and how to clean dick after fucking. He looked up at me, his mouth busy all along my teen cock which rose again, hard and eager. “You want to climb on this time,” I smirked. “Oh Fuck,” he groaned but swiftly he repositioned himself over my cock and slowly eased me in as he sank down. I caught his eye and he blushed again, I had him down pat and I made sure he knew it. He began the usual shifting and twitching and then he found the right place, the one where my hard rod touched the special man nut spot inside his now spermy mancunt. Slowly he began to first rotate his hips and then as the fever rose inside him he began to move up and down, his flabby cock and balls bounced about as slowly and surely his cock re-filled with fucklust and now he carefully rubbed the red tip which looked almost bruised now. I could feel his long unused muscles inside his man canal start to loosen and begin to work, the look of concentration on his face telling me he was really into it. For a sweet short time he sat back on his arse, my cock inside him as he milked me with his muscles and in doing so gave himself immense satisfaction. I could tell he’d had some good experiences and was more than well taught. “You fuck good,” I told him. He looked down at me; there was that blush again; his face flushed very red, “I was friends with a lad at school, he lived in one of the local boy homes, his father died in the war and his mother got sick with TB. He told me about the sex in the home and snuck me in one night. I got gangbanged, twelve of them one after another and then again. I loved it and they loved me, well they fucked me,” his face went redder, “I went back every night for a week, same thing each night. My mate told me at school the following week how grateful the other boys were as it took the pressure of them. After that at least twice a week I snuck out for a night of sex. One of the managers was into boys and I was introduced to him, after that I had access to mancock, a hell of a lot of mancock.” avrupa yakası üniversiteli escort He laughed and it felt great on dick, I felt the trembles all the way down my shaft and into my balls, “after that, well National Service, I got posted to a camp in rural Yorkshire, miles from anywhere. I soon became secretly popular with the other lads in my squad but there were no younger boys around,” he chuckled, “there was a shelter by the firing range and I would take my sleeping bag up there once it got dark. I used to hang a red flag on the side post and then the lads would queue up, even the instructors used to line up. Sometimes I’d walk the fence and offer the duty guards a blowjob, on a cold night, it could be very warming and if I was on guard duty then I’d be the one being visited.” He sighed, “Happy times.” He was still for a moment lost ion his memories, “Once I finished National Service I got a job in my local grocers but the home had closed, they were knocking the town around to modernise it following the war damage. A couple of the delivery boys were into sex, it was something they delivered to certain houses and as I had the job of sorting out their rota I got laid so they got the routes they wanted. I also joined the Scouts and found some of the boys were agreeable but then one of the wives came home unexpectedly and found their husband with the delivery boy. Things got hot for a while and I got scared and I kept it careful.” Lofty sighed again and fell silent obviously reminiscing. He stayed quiet now as he rode me, just the occasional moan as his own passion rose. He felt slick and hot on my rod and he was getting better and better as those unused muscles began to work. His eye now closed as he hit the home straight, I could feel his pussy walls tighten and release with ever increasing rapidity and then Lofty gave a huge grunt, “Uuurggghhhhffuuucckkmmmme ,” squeal as his cock more soft than hard splooged a puddle of man cream on my stomach. The clenching of his pussy as he climaxed was just enough to finish me off and I too dumped my load, it shot deep inside his man canal and we both sighed and mumbled at the same time. “Good fuck,” I grunted as Lofty adjusted his position, I noticed he made no move to get off my teenrod which was still teen hard inside him. I could feel his pussy cooling down but we both enjoyed the special moment under the sun. As we stayed joined, now the other sounds intruded; the calls and splashings of the active boys and underneath that the low moans of those active in another way. We shared a look between us as the breeze rustled the leaves above us. “Thanks,” smiled Lofty as he carefully eased his pussy off my cock, without prompting this time he bent down and licked and sucked me clean. His mouth, tongue and lips felt good and I placed my hand on his head and held him on my cock, he got the message and began to bob his head up and down. I let him suck me his own way, he was real gentle, recognising how worked my cock had been inside him and I enjoyed that and respected him for it. Some older guys just latch on to a teen’s dick and suck the fuck right out of him but Lofty, well Lofty was almost making love to my six thick inches and it loved it back. The climax was real slow and nice, not the usual mindblowing, stars seeing whiteout, more a happy ending. “You taste good,” Lofty kissed my helmet, licking carefully the last dribbles as they slid down my glans, he was good in that he licked the side of the shaft, avoiding the now oversensitive head. “Fuck that feels ace,” I told him, “the other boys are going to love you,” we chuckled together as he got the double meaning. I leaned over and kissed him and then went for his cock, he moved away. “Sorry but I’m not sure,” he started to say. “Hey I can be gentle too,” I told him, “I’m not a virgin.” He cracked up at that and fell on his back, tears of laughter running down his face. I was slow and gentle and well I admit it loving it sucking him back. He moaned and sighed and writhed under me as I licked, suckled and swallowed his cock. Holding it in my throat I swallowed around it, it’s a real pleasure maker if you can do that and we were both rewarded by his gentle ejaculation, just a couple of shots of now thin man cream but good all the same. “Fuck you make me feel like a teenager,” he sighed. “I’m ready and randy and willing if you want and I’m a teenager,” I replied and that sent him off chortling again. We kissed softly through the laughter and then it was time to join the others. Some of the boys were playing some sort of water ball game and I quickly joined in, the cool water felt good on my body and especially on my cock and balls which were still a little overheated from the action with Lofty. He had followed me into the water, probably for the same reason but he swam away across the lake and then returned to where the older guys were gathering around a billy drinking tea. Soon I was involved with the game and larking with the other boys. I caught sight of Motty, he was riding on Bobby one of the boys I had taught earlier, his tow head could be seen as usual bouncing up and down and Bobby squeals could also be heard clearly. “So what’s Lofty like?” it was Tokey who had swum up beside me and we held back from the game and treaded water. “You interested then?” I grinned. Tokey coloured red and splashed me hard, “Fuck you Jojo,” he growled. I splashed back, “He’s cool, not a bad fuck once I got him going,” I gave Tokey the details. “You fink he’ll let me fuck him too?2 Tokey sounded wistful. “You into oldies then,” I splashed him, “that Motty wore you out so much you think you’re safer with an old man?” Tokey held urfa escort back and trod water and looked serious like, “Nah it’s just well I’d like a crack at a man. You know how it is don’t ya?” I nodded, “Been there and done that,” I said and that set us both off. We chucked water and grabbed at each other as we howled with glee. “Seriously though if you want to try it, go for it,” I advised Tokey, “but leave it till tonight, I think he’s really all fucked out for now.” “OK,” Tokey grinned and then the ball hit the water between us and we were back in the game. The swimming session over I was back in the cook tent helping prepare the dinner as the others took part in the games. We could hear the shouting and calling over the clatter in the tent as we prepared the billys for the cookfire. “Okay lads, grab the cloths and make sure your safe from the flames,” Cookie shouted his instructions. Tokey and I carried the vegetable billys and Cookie and Harry had the meat filled ones. “Jojo you and Tokey put yours at the side of the fire, I want them to cook slowly. Harry ours go in the hottest part of the fire.” Tokey and I carefully place the aluminium containers at the side of the fire as requested. It looked like Mark who had been tending the fire had got the logs burning just about right, the centre of the pit looked really red hot whilst the gleaming embers where we placed our billys were hot without flames. “Good cooking fire,” I said to Mark, the twelve year old grinned broadly. `”Thanks Jojo,” he beamed, “I tried to do it just like you and cookie said and the only trouble I had was getting the main log to fire up, but I used that fanning technique you showed me and that worked a treat.” I slapped him gently on the back and then he stepped in and kissed me, it looked like it wasn’t only the fire he had been heating up. I kissed back and tongued him, I could feel his thin hard boydick sticking into my stomach and I gently squeezed it through his shorts. His appreciative murmurs trilled along my tongue and my hands went to yank on his shorts. “Hey you two, cook duty first please,” Cookie’s voice cut through our passion. “Tokey, you and Harry go get the water buts filled, the trolley is by the cook tent and you Mark, you keep your eye on the fire and your pussy in your pants. Time enough for fuck fun when those billys are boiling.” Miffed I slid my tongue from Mark’s hot mouth and my hands off Mark’s hot boydick, “What about me Cookie, what am I doing?” I asked. “The cooktent needs cleaning up and the utensils washed,” Cookie was adamant and my hopes of fucking Mark slid away as fast as my rod deflated. I followed Cookie and Tokey and Harry back to the tent where I helped Tokey load the last of the empty water butts as Harry held the trolley steady and as they trudged away to the tap I filled a basin of hot water from the water billy on the fire. Mark and I had a quick feel and a snatched kiss before I headed back to the tent with the steaming basin. Cookie had cleared a place to set the basin and I set too, scrubbing the utensils clean before scrubbing down the worksurfaces. I had just chucked the dirty water in the waste pit, watching the foamy water gurgle down amongst the kitchen waste that would be covered over when we left to enrich the ground when Cookie showed up with a steaming mug of camp tea in each hand. Now I’m not a lover of tea but somehow in the open and especially after working or playing hard, tea really tastes good. My favourite though is the cocoa we get at night, a whole billy full so we can dip our mugs in too our hearts content but at that time in the late afternoon the tea was more than welcome. We sat outside the tent, basking a little in the afternoon heat and sipped the hot tea. I looked down where Mark was bending over the fire, his tight shorts gripped his sweet bum and I felt my cock throb as I anticipated slipping inside his warm boypussy. He too had a mug of tea and as I watched him raise the mug to his sweet lips and swallow, my cock throbbed again as I thought of burying my cock inside his hot mouth. “What’s next Cookie?” I asked as I sipped the last of my tea, my eyes once again on Mark’s backside as he tended the fire. “Well I reckon we’ve got a little time to kill before the dinner needs my attention,” Cookie’s hand slid up and down my leg before sliding inside the leg of my shorts. I turned to look at him, “Cooktent?” His hand was now inside and rubbing my balls, “Quatermaster’s tent is much cooler,” he grinned and looked towards the white tent that was pitched in the shade of the trees. I gave a last look at Mark, that willing pussy was going to have to wait, right now there was another pussy that needed attention. I headed towards the white tent, Cookie at my heels and I slipped my tshirt off as I walked. Inside the tent was much cooler, well it had to be, after all we stored our food in it. As I finished stripping Cookie pulled out the spare groundsheet and spread it on the floor. Naked I lay on the cool cotton and watched as Cookie lost his clothes, my cock was already hard and pulsing and I gently stroked it, teasing the precum down to lube my glans and tasted the sweet liquid on my finger. Cookie stood before me and I knelt up and swallowed his cock, tasting his own sweet stuff as I did so. Cookie bent down and kissed the top of my head and eased me off his cock and stuck his tongue in my mouth. I kissed hard back, I could feel my juices and his flowing and that heat between us was likely to warm the cool tent, I hoped the food was not going to spoil but I wasn’t about to call a stop to the action. Cookie stood up and looked down at me, “You ready?” his voice was husky with lust. I nodded and lay back on the groundsheet and spread my legs. END OF PART TWO (If you have enjoyed this then please try a look at my other stories look for Van T Z Boi under V on the prolific authors link. Please also do donate to , all contributions welcome. If you like my magic then try my new story in the Celebrity category where I’ve tried waving my magic wand. The new email address is now ail . Van T Z Boi)

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