NookieStar presents: CUB SCOUT CIRCLE JERKThis is a story of complete fiction about sexual contacts between youngboys and a teenager. If this is not your cup of tea, off you go to findsomething else to do, but please remember that fantasy can often be betterthan reality. Boy, it was hot outside! Even at 8:00 PM, when the sun was startingto set above the deep forests of northern Wisconsin it was baking. It wasthe third day of a weeklong Boy Scout camp at which I was serving as a CubScout troop leader. There were two different sections to the camp, one forBoy Scouts and the other for Cub Scouts, with a path between them that wasmaybe half a mile long. The point was to keep the little kids frompestering the older ones, or at least that’s what the other troop leaderstold me. This was my first year supervising the Cub Scouts at camp. Myname is Eric Stevens, and at the time of the camp, I was two weeks awayfrom my 19th birthday. I had completed everything that a Boy Scout can do,rising all the way up to Eagle Scout. Don’t think I’m a nerd, though,because I’m not. I wrestled all through high school and did all of theweight work necessary to become state champion in my weight group (145pounds). From my weight, I guess you can tell that I’m a little guy. Just5’4, to be honest, which sucks, but my muscles look real good on me, or atleast that’s what guys have told me. I’ve got brown hair and green eyes.I’ve known that I’m gay since I was like seven years old and started tonotice other naked boys in the locker room at school. Let me quick tellyou a story from my own days in camp before I get to the main event, so tospeak. I think I was 11years old that summer, and I was sharing a tentwith a kid called Eddie. I was a horny kid, learned to jerk off longbefore I had sperm or anything like that, and one night after he fellasleep, I slipped my hand inside his sleeping bag, carefully touched arounduntil I found his tighty-whities, carefully moved my hand up to the frontof the tighty-whities and found that he had a boner in there. My heartpounding, I got inside those shorts and gave Eddie a blowjob. I’m prettysure he shot a dry load, and for that matter, I’ve never known whether hewas actually awake during the process, but we never talked about it, andEddie is a big skirt-chaser now, so what I assume was his first blowjob a boy didn’t take.Anyway, there we were at camp, me and a dozen Cub Scouts. Despite theheat, we had a campfire going, both to cook our dinner on (hot dogs onsticks, that kind of thing), and also to keep animals away if there wereany. There were two other Cub Scout leaders at camp, but we took turnstaking a night off and going into town for a couple of beers, and this timeboth Bob and Jake had gone off together after I reassured them that I wasperfectly capable of handling the boys. The kids were age seven to elevenor so, all of them good kids from good families. Our troop is in LakeForest, Illinois, which is one of the richest towns in the whole UnitedStates, and the boys all came from the families of investment bankers,doctors, lawyers and so on. All of the kids turned up at camp withstate-of-the-art camping gear some of it not really in keeping withthe Scouting spirit of frugality, but who cared? I myself had somethinglike a proper bed in my tent. No more sleeping on the ground in a sleepingbag for this queer.We were finished with supper and had buried all of the leftovers, packingeverything else away carefully as we had been taught to do. Most of theCubs were wearing just their underwear, because it was probably stillaround 85 degrees outside. I had a ratty old pair of gym shorts on andnothing else, but I was still sweating like an animal. We were takingturns telling ghost stories, most of them pretty lame ones of the type thatan eight-year-old can come up with, but some of the kids were pretty goodstorytellers, and I could see a lot of shivering around the campfire whenNathaniel Goodard IV (if you please) was talking about a witch and her evilways. Nathaniel was 10, and he was a complete little nerd, with glassesand braces and probably a dozen pocket protectors stashed away somewhere.Apart from Nathaniel, if you’re keeping track, there were the following CubScouts around the campfire: James Bryson, seven, blond and cute, Timmy andRoger Nelson, age seven and identical twins with red hair and freckles,Billy Smith, eight with a crew cut on account of his father being a Marine,Tony Marinara, eight, a spitfire of a little Italian kid, always ready togo on the next adventure, Sammy Lipschitz, eight and a tiny little Jewishkid, Emilio Esteban, nine, with black hair and deep black eyes belying hisVenezuelan heritage (his mom won the Miss Universe title before she movedto the States), Julio Perez, nine and Emilio’s best friend, also with blackhair and eyes, Jerry Fleming, ten, with flaming red hair and a grin thatnever left his face, Dusty Aarons, ten, with floppy blond hair over hiseyes and an unbelievably sassy mouth, and Pete Zane, the only 11-year-oldin the group, brown hair and the beginnings of what appeared to be a finebody on him, as much as a kid that young can have a good body.When Nathaniel was done with his story, I noticed a bit of giggling goingon between Dusty and Pete, and when a moment of silence occurred, Dustygave me an innocent look and said “Mr. Stevens, could you please tell uswhat jerking off is?” Pete was sort of sputtering, so I had a pretty goodidea that he and Dusty were perfectly aware of what jerking off is, but Isaid “What do you think it is, Dusty?”I could see him blushing from clear across the area in which we weresitting, and then he said “I think it’s something you do with your dick,but I don’t know for sure.”Tony Marinara, of all people, piped up then: “You rub your dick with yourfingers and then it feels real good.” I was amazed. Eight years old andalready knowing how to masturbate? Of course, I learned to do it sometimearound that age, too, so maybe it wasn’t that uncommon, but lots of myfriends have told me that they didn’t start until 12 or 13. Anyway, Tonywas grinning as if he had won a lottery or something, and my heart almoststopped when I saw that he had his hand on the front of his tighty-whitiesand was rubbing the object inside.This had to stop. “Guys, I don’t think this is an appropriate thing to bediscussing,” I said. “That’s the kind of thing that is private.”"Aw, come on,” said Pete. “We won’t tell anybody. Dusty was just kidding,we know how to jerk off. We do it a lot.”"Together?” This was Jerry Fleming. “That’s so gay!”"Shut up,” Pete snapped at him. “It’s not gay if you just do it and don’ttouch the other guy!”"Is too,” Jerry insisted. But it was pretty obvious to me that his dickwas thinking about something sexy, because there was a very interestingbulge forming in his underpants. My mouth was completely dry, and I had tothink about math equations or something like that, because my dick wasthinking about the same thing, and I wasn’t wearing a jockstrap or anythingunder my athletic shorts, and even the slightest bit of bone would make thetip of my cock stick out. Not to brag or anything, but I’ve got nineinches of cut hog between my legs, and I’ve been putting it to good useever since I learned how. I had a bunch of fuck and suck buddies allthrough high school, including Justin LaVerne, who was the captain of thewrestling team, the butchest guy you ever could hope to see, girls flittingaround him constantly, but with an itch in his butt that could only besatisfied with a dick inside it. The first time I fucked him was when wewere 15. We were in the basement den of his parents’ house with a coupleof beers which Justin had filched from his dad’s stash. One thing led toanother, as they tend to do, and two beers in Justin announced that he washorny and wanted to beat his meat. I pretended that I didn’t want to,because I didn’t know what this kid was all about we were prettyevenly matched on the wrestling mat, but it never occurred to me that hewould ever want to spring bone in the presence of another boy. He calledme a woos, and then it was a matter of pride. We got naked and beat offfor awhile. If he noticed that my dick was already hard when I pulled offmy jeans and jockstrap, he didn’t say anything. Then, with a lot ofhemming and hawing, Justin indicated that he would like me to stick my rodup his butthole. I must have looked surprised, because he immediately said”You don’t have to if you don’t want to, but my brother does it all thetime, and I like it.” At that point I had experienced a couple of circlejerks with my friends, usually inspired strip poker, and I had sucked anumber of high school cocks guys who I spotted giving me the eye inthe showers after gym class or practice. Not to brag again, but my dickstarted growing fast just as soon as I hit puberty, and at age 14 I alreadyhad a good five inches down there. The thought of Justin’s brother, whowas three years older than him and a legend at our school (class president,captain of the gymnastics team, captain of the debating team, straight-Astudent), fucking him got my engines revving, and a few seconds later mydong was buried inside the tight warmth of Justin LaVerne’s asshole, and itfelt just about as good as anything else. Justin was on his hands andknees on the floor, and I was behind him. As I fucked him, I reachedunderneath and found that his dick was rock hard, so I jerked him off whilepumping in and out of his butt. We cummed together, me fertilizing hisintestines and him making a huge mess all over the carpet which we had toclean up with paper towels. Justin told me that if I ever told anybody, hewould kill me. I said “As if,” and that was that. I’ve fucked JustinLaVerne’s ass probably a hundred times since then, even though he’s had astring of girlfriends and is planning on getting married this fall. He’salready told me that he expects me to fuck him on the eve of his wedding,just to get that out of the way.Anyway, back to the campfire. I could see that a couple of the Cub Scoutswere getting aroused, and obviously they were the ones who knew whatjerking off was. Equally obvious were the kids who didn’t, because theywere looking around with confused looks on their faces all of theseven and eight year olds apart from Tony, and also Nathaniel. Figured fora bookworm. But Sammy Lipschitz’s eyes were riveted on the front of TonyMarinaro’s crotch, and the Nelson twins were looking pretty interested,too, so what could I do? Thinking about algebra equations wasn’t reallywhat I was interested in doing. So I said “Look, guys. If you want tojerk off, that’s fine with me, but I can’t be part of it. That wouldn’t beright.”But Dusty Aarons was having none of that. “Come on, Mr. Stevens,” he said.”We won’t tell anybody, and I bet you like to do it, too, dontcha?Besides, I’ve seen older kids doing it before.”"Yeah?” Jerry again. “Like who?”"My brother, dipshit. That’s who.”Jerry shook his head. “So gay, dude!”Dusty gave him the finger. “Fuck you, Fleming!”"Yeah, I bet you want to,” Jerry sneered.That was enough. “OK, guys, stop that,” I said. “You know the Scout oath.Remember how it says something about being friendly?”Jerry looked abashed. “Sorry, Mr. Stevens. I didn’t mean anything. Um, Imean, I’ve jerked off with my brother, too.” Jerry’s brother Anthony washalf a mile away at the Boy Scout section of the camp, and he was quite thelittle stud at the age of 14. I could imagine him and Jerry doing the polerub together, and it was a fine image.”Mr. Stevens?” This was Timmy Nelson. “I don’t know what you guys aretalking about. What is jacking off anyway?”"Before we go any further with this,” I said, “I want your solemn promisethat what happens at this campfire stays at this campfire. No talkingabout it to anybody, including your brothers, got it? Scout’s promise!”Twelve hands rose with two uplifted fingers, and twelve voices said “Ipromise.” So what else could I do? I gave in.”Timmy, I’m sure you’ve noticed that sometimes your penis is hard, right?”"Sure,” the little boy piped up. “It’s hard almost every morning, and it’shard to pee.” There was some giggling, and Tony said “You just pee in thebathtub when you’ve got a boner. It’s easier to hit.” And then Pete said:”Timmy, doesn’t your dick feel good when it’s hard?”Timmy thought about it and slowly nodded. “Yeah, I guess so.”Dusty chimed in: “Well, when it feels good, you just sort of rub it, andthen it feels even better.”"Like how?”Dusty shook his head. “You’re such a doofus! Like this!” And just likethat he stood up from the log where he was sitting and pulled off hisBatman underwear. What appeared was a rock hard penis, maybe three incheslong, with a pair of little balls hanging way down. Dusty took his dickwith three fingers and started rubbing it. “Just like this,” he said, hisvoice a little ragged already.Nathaniel Goodard IV gave a little cough. “How many penises here are hardright now?” he asked in a solemn voice as solemn as a 10-year-old boycan get anyway. Eight hands went up Dusty’s, Pete’s, Jerry’s,Emilio’s, Tony’s, Nathaniel’s and, a bit to my surprise, Sammy’s and RogerNelson’s. Maybe Roger knew something his twin brother didn’t know, Ithought. I didn’t put my hand up, because I was still concentrating withall my might to keep my hog docile. I still wasn’t sure that I wanted todo this, but my balls were telling me that they needed emptying big time.I hadn’t cum for a couple of days I mean, running after a dozenprepubescent boys all day really knocked me out, and I went to sleep everynight in the wink of an eye.But then Dusty said “Come on, dudes! I don’t wanna be the only one doin’this!”The Cub Scouts looked at him and then at one another, and then Jerryshrugged and said “OK, I’m pretty horny, too, but don’t nobody touch me!”He stood up, and off came his underwear. I couldn’t help but gulp. At theage of ten, Jerry Fleming already had a good five inches of boner betweenhis thighs, not a hair in sight, but a dick that a kid three or four yearsolder would be proud of. Pete jumped to his feet and stripped off. Acomplete pencil dick thin and maybe four inches long appeared.Nathaniel took a bit longer to strip down, because he alone was wearing hisentire Scout uniform. Nathaniel was a fastidious type of nerd, but when hegot naked, he revealed a very nice and quite fat cut penis. TonyMarinara’s Pokemon underwear came off to show a perfectly hard, perfectlyproportioned little boy penis. Emilio and Julio grinned at each other likethe friends that they were as they pulled down their shorts, both boyslaying bare uncut penises which were still small, but looked like they weregoing to turn into Latino whoppers. When Roger and Timmy got naked, theywere still identical in every single way except that Roger’s little dickwas standing straight up, and Timmy’s little dick was hanging straightdown. Billy Smith had a button of a dick, probably thicker than it waslong, and it wasn’t very long at all, but who cared? A naked and hornyeight year old? I mean, come on. Sammy’s penis, obviously, was cut, thekid being Jewish, and a good size of a dick for another eight year old.Last to strip down was little James Bryson, who looked a bit scared, andwhen he took off his tighty-whities, his little penis was as soft as itever could be, but then he looked over at Dusty, took his dick between hisfingers, and in about three seconds had a nice little boner there. Iturned my head and saw that Timmy Nelson was getting into it, too. He andhis twin were staring at each other’s penises and fingers while they rubbedthemselves to happiness. Now there were twelve erect Cub Scout penises andone not yet erect Cub Scout leader penis around the campfire, and I wasjust about to decide to just let the kids get on with it when Dusty pipedup again: “You, too, Mr. Stevens. Come on, it’s lame for just us to bedoin’ it.”But before I could decide on what to do, tiny little James Bryson gave awhimper and moaned “I think I’m gonna pee!” And the his little body wentcompletely rigid, and he almost keeled over as for the first time in hisyoung life, he found out what joy your dick can give you when it’s just itand your five fingers. James shivered for a good thirty seconds, hisfingers a blur on his little boner as he masturbated out his dry orgasm,and when he was finished, he took a big gulp of air and said “Wow! Whatwas that?!”"It was an orgasm,” said Nathaniel, who was busily massaging his own dick.”Did you like it?” I rolled my eyes. Such a nerd!”It was awesome!” James avowed. “I wanna do it again!” And sure enough,his little dick was still hard or hard again, and off he went.Dusty hadn’t forgotten about me. “I’m gonna cum real soon, Mr. Stevens,and I wanna see yours, too!”So I stood up and without any further ado stripped off my athletic shorts.There was sort of a collective gasp as my dick rolled out and quicklyinflated into its full nine inches. It had been a fan of boy dick eversince I sucked off my friend Eddie during Boy Scout camp, and it was happyto be released from its confines.”Wow, that’s HUGE!” That was Pete, who was staring at my cock as if hewanted to swallow it up. “That’s the biggest dick I’ve ever seen,Mr. Stevens!” There was a chorus of “yeahs” from around the campfire. Butthen Julio Perez said “I seen a bigger one. It was at the swimming poollast weekend.”"Who cares?” Dusty grunted. He was furiously masturbating his littleboner, and it was obvious that he was in the throes of something real nice.”I seen big ones, too, but Mr. Stevens has the biggest one here.”"Duh,” said Pete. “Like he’s a lot older than us. I bet we’re gonna havebig ones, too.” That was the end of the discussion, though, because all ofthe kids were getting near their orgasms some of them, like James, forthe first time, others just doing again what they had learned to dosometime earlier in life and were enjoying once again. “I’m next,”announced little Tony, and his sexy body bent nearly double as the force ofhis orgasm ripped through him. He was hissing something in Italian as hisballs tried to empty out despite their being empty to begin with.And then Jerry piped up again: “Let’s take turns,” he said. “I wanna seeeach guy doin’ it. Who’s next?”Half a dozen hands went up, and Jerry looked around. “Dusty, you go,” hesaid.Dusty smirked at him. “Isn’t that gonna be too GAY?” But it was clearthat he was within seconds of getting there, so he shut up andconcentrated, and half a minute later he moaned “Here it comes, dudes! I’mgonna cum!” And sure enough, Dusty’s hot little body got all tensed up,his hand a blur between his legs, and then he was yipping at the moon likea coyote and rising up on his toes as the excellent feeling slammed throughhis body. I could see several of the boys just standing there, notmasturbating, and I knew that they were just waiting their turn. It’ssomething I’ve always known once you get a guy’s dick hard, you canget him to do just about anything.”Pete,” Jerry announced. Pete stepped forward and actually took a bow.”Watch this,” he said. His dick was long enough for him to get his wholefist around it, and he was cupping his balls with his other hand as hepounded his pud. “Here it comes,” he moaned. “Here it comes, here itcomes, here it comes!” He gave a couple of ragged gasps, and then he, too,was in the arms of ecstasy as the orgasm smashed into his sexy preteenbody. “I’m cumming,” he moaned. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”"Julio,” Jerry said. And Julio said “Me and Emilio together, amigo.” Thetwo Hispanic boys stepped forward, Julio masturbating with his right hand,the foreskin slipping up and down his cockhead, Emilio a leftie, ditto, andlike good friends who do everything together, they cummed together, too,actually throwing their hands over each other’s shoulders for support asthey trembled through the blast of fantastic sexy feeling that was coursingthrough their hot little bodies. Pete and Dusty were back on their log,lazily stroking their half-hard dicks as they watched their little buddiesget themselves horny.”Nathaniel.” Nathaniel stayed where he was, his feet fixed firmly on theground, legs apart, and his face screwed up in furious concentration as hemore massaged than stroked his fat penis. He grew more and more tense, andthen the orgasm hit him, and he thrust his sexy butt forward again andagain as his fist massaged an orgasm out of his organ, a grunt of “ugh”with every thrust.Jerry looked around, his dick so hard that it was standing almost straightup. “James, you wanna go again?” The little blond seven year old noddedeagerly, and we all watched as he spanked out his second dry orgasm inseven or eight minutes, his face angelic as he moaned through the wonderfulfeeling that he had first encountered just this evening. I noticed himpeeking at my hog while he was having his orgasm, and I didn’t even have totouch my dick, it was happy just the way it was. Besides, there was no wayI was gonna cum before all of my Cub Scouts had their turn.”Billy.” The eight year old said “OK, I’m ready,” and the Marine’s goodson grunted as he massaged his balls with one hand and rubbed his fatlittle button boner with two fingers with the other. “Oh, yeah,” he wasmoaning. “Oh, yeah, oh, yeah!” His knees buckled as the dry orgasmblasted through his hot little body, and he almost fell over. “So cool,sooooo cool!”Jerry didn’t have a chance to say anything, little Sammy Lipschitz said “Menext, me next,” and so the group turned its attention to the little Jewishboy as he two-fingered his nice little cut boner and within seconds wasshaking and shivering as it made him feel as good as he had ever felt inhis young life. When he was finished, he looked around at all of us in adaze and said “Oi, vey!” I had to laugh, and so did the Cubs.That left the twins and Jerry, and the twins, like Julio and Emilio, saidthat they were gonna do it together, and I watched entranced as the twoperfectly identical little boys rubbed their little boners in perfect sync,and what’s more, Timmy and Roger were cupping each other’s balls while theydid it. After less than a minute, Timmy said “Ready?” and Roger said”Ready,” and like the two Latino boys before them, they held each other upas they hammered out their hot dry orgasms. It was a site to behold, I’lltell you that, the two little freckled Dennis the Menaces pounding outtheir bone-crushing orgasms.Then it was just Jerry. “OK, dudes,” he said. “Watch this!” It lookedlike his dick had gotten about half an inch longer just during the groupmasturbation session, and Jerry pressed it up against his stomach as hestroked it with the palm of his hand. He was running his other hand overhis chest and stomach, his head was thrown back, and his eyes were screwedup tight. Like Nathaniel, he was doing little butt thrusts as he pushedhimself toward his fantastic orgasm, and when it came, he groaned”Aaaaaaaaaaaaaw shit!,” and then it was there. Some of the boys actuallyapplauded as Jerry Fleming trembled through his boy orgasm, and hornylittle Tony Marinara announced, “I cummed three times already.” I believedhim. The little Italian boy was a real firecracker. He had scars all overhis body from falling out of trees and just messing around like an activelittle kid will do.”OK, Mr. Stevens, it’s your turn.” Dusty again. His dick was up to fullbone again, and it was clear that he was one horny little kid. “Do it!”It didn’t take me very long either. I had purposefully kept my hands offmy hog while my 12 cute little Cub Scouts masturbated out one or more dryorgasms as I watched, but now there was no denying its needs, and so Istood up, grabbed my dong in my hand, and went to town with it. Everysingle Cub Scout was transfixed as I rubbed the nine inches and fondled myballs, and more than just a few of them were masturbating theirprepubescent penises as they watched. I felt my orgasm starting down in mytoes, and then it came up through my legs and into my balls, and … “Watchthis,” Pete said, his hand rapidly jerking up and down his four-inch pencildick. “He’s gonna have stuff come out of it!”Well, yeah. The first blast of cum sprayed out of my cock with the forceof a jet rocket and blasted straight into the campfire. I could actuallyhear the hiss as the thick liquid hit the flames. The first shot wasfollowed ten more (I’ve always been a big cummer), and during the thirtyor forty seconds that it took for my hanging balls to empty out, Pete said”I’m cumming again,” and Dusty said “I’m cumming again,” and little Jamessaid “Me, too,” and nerdy Nathaniel said “Likewise.” And as I writhedthrough the best orgasm I could ever remember having, I’m pretty sure thatall twelve Cub Scouts were doing exactly the same.Finally, when everybody stopped panting, little Billy said “Mr. Stevens,what is that stuff?”"It’s called sperm,” Dusty answered in my place. “We don’t have it yet`cause we’re still kids, but we will. You make babies with it.”Billy looked at him, astonished. “But when will I have it?”"Probably when you’re 12 or 13,” Jerry said. “My brother had it when hewasn’t even 12, but he’s a freak.” And then Jerry Fleming gave his bigpreteen dick a shake and said, “Well, I guess it wasn’t that gay afterall.” That got everybody laughing, and for the next ten minutes the CubScouts horsed around and made jokes and giggled and guffawed. They werestill naked and hardly even noticed. Then it was 9:00 PM and time forlight’s out.”How many of you guys are gonna do it again before you go to sleep?” Thiswas Pete. There was a chorus of “me, me, me” all around the campfire, andthis time the Cub Scouts were unusually quick in going for a pee, gettingtheir teeth brushed and their faces and hands washed, getting into theirPJs and slipping into their sleeping bags. They were four to a tent, andas I patrolled the area I could hear excited whispering coming from thetents. The Scout oath speaks of being trustworthy, loyal, helpful,courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean and reverent.From that night forward, my Cub Scouts were trustworthy, loyal, helpful,courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave and reverent, but theywere dirty and sexy little boys, because you don’t think for a minute thatthey didn’t want to have a circle jerk again the next evening and then thenext, do you? It took a bit of convincing to get my two fellow Cub Scoutleaders to take off again and again, but not too much. After all, goinginto town for a burger and a Coke is better than watching twelve kids goingabout their Cub Scout business, isn’t it? If they only knew.