Morning Wood | INTERNATIONAL SCOUT BOYS | Chapter 1

Waking up with a hard-on when you’re out on a Scout expedition is nothing short of humiliating. You know all the other Scouts in your dorm or tent are gonna suddenly assume that you’re into them and then immediately tell the rest of the Troop, which will mean merciless bullying for the remainder of the trip. Possibly even for the rest of your time in the Scouts!

We’ve recently been doing an exchange with a group of scouts from Spain, and it’s been a real blast. They came over to the States last week and I was assigned two great guys to look after. They’re Craig and Alfonso and they’ve been best friends since they were really young. They’re fun to be around and we’ve done nothing but laugh all week. They’re both super hot as well, although I find it frustratingly difficult to tell if they’re into guys or not. I’ve found it almost impossible to bring the subject up, and I don’t want them to suddenly feel uncomfortable about hanging out with me.

So, anyway, we went out on some crazy hike into the middle of nowhere and, because we were in bear country, we ended up staying one of the nights in the hostel-from-hell right in the middle of a two-bit, mosquito-filled nature reserve which I would be more than happy never to visit again. Craig, Alfonso and I were sharing a room with beds in it which were about as comfortable as the home-made rafts we built earlier in the day.

Come morning, I must have had some kind of crazy erotic dream about them, though, because I woke up with a boner of epic proportions. It would just not go down. Alfonso, who’s pretty-much always hungry, was out of bed in seconds. He was chomping at the bit to go down to breakfast, rushing around the room in nothing but a jockstrap and bugging Craig and me to get out of bed. Obviously, under the circumstances, it was gonna be impossible for me to do anything like that, and the more Alfonso jumped around the room with his olive-skinned body jiggling around like some kind of go-go dancer, the stiffer things got.

I looked across at Craig and noticed he was blushing real hard. He managed to stammer something out about just not yet being ready to get up, and, at that moment it clicked: he and I were both similarly afflicted! I immediately felt relieved. Alfonso was utterly oblivious, of course, unaware that he was broadly responsible for our dual erections.

I think it was when Alfonso noticed me subtly trying to look at the state of play underneath the duvet that he started to figure things out.

“Wait a minute,” he said with a motion towards his crotch. “Are you…?”

He found it way too embarrassing to say the word “hard.” I smiled nervously and nodded, wondering how he was gonna take the news. Silence followed. Then, just like that, a devilishly sneaky grin appeared on his face. He asked if he could see it.

I looked across at Craig, who thought for a moment, then nodded. Simultaneously, and more-than-a-little bravely, we both drew our duvets back to show what was standing firmly at attention between our legs. My initial thought about Craig’s was that he’s a lucky boy. He’s packing quite the punch down there.

We both looked at Alfonso expectantly, and he stared back, open-mouthed, before breathlessly whispering a question. “Can I touch it?”

Of course, I acted all innocent, like I hadn’t done anything of the sort before.

“Okay” I said, pretending to be wracked with nerves.

Alfonso sat on the side of my bed, which creaked loudly, before reaching out to touch my rock-hard dick. He was pretty much as inexperienced as Craig, who was watching from the other bed in a state of complete awe. Alfonso was shaking as he ran his fingers up and down the shaft of my dick. He may have been nervous, but what he was doing was awesome and the more he did it, the more confident he became. My dick was soon throbbing with anticipation. I spread my legs expectantly and glanced across at Craig who was now happily tugging at his own cock. Alfonso and I were putting on quite the show for him.

I beckoned Craig over. It was time for him to quit being a voyeur and to get himself more physically involved in the action. He dutifully jumped into bed next to me. Alfonso didn’t give it a second thought, he started tugging at Craig’s dick with one hand and mine with the other, like some sort of pervy milk maid! It must have been a little strange for them both. They’d been platonic best friends for years and now they were exploring each other sexually. A line had been crossed that they could not come back from.

Alfonso was soon tickling the tip of my dick with his tongue and before long he was giving me a full-on blow job. I encouraged him to turn his attention to Craig, which he did with great enthusiasm while I played with Alfonso’s hole, marveling at the beauty of his perfectly-chiseled ass cheeks which I pulled apart to reveal the neatest little hole. I just knew I had to get my dick in there.

I stuck my tongue in to test the waters and he was soon moaning like a slut, yielding to my touch and effectively giving me permission to do what I needed to do.

I squatted behind him and rubbed saliva into my dick. It was hard to tell whether anything had been inside his ass before. I assumed not; Alfonso seemed very up for it, but I wasn’t sure he quite knew what “it” was. Well, there was only one way to find out.

I gently rubbed my dick against his tight hole and he looked around at me, overcome with a sudden rush of insecurity. It was too late; I was already pushing myself into him. His face immediately registered shock—almost as though he were trying, yet failing, to process the enormity of what was happening to him. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he let out a groan of deep, erotic pleasure.

I started to grind myself slowly in and out of him, getting a little deeper with every stroke, loving the sensation of popping his sweet cherry. As he became more accustomed to the feelings, he resumed sucking Craig’s dick.

Craig was watching me like a hawk, deeply engrossed in what I was doing. He examined my face and then stared at my big dick as I thrust it in and out of Alfonso’s hot hole. The time had definitely come for Craig to take over from me and even though he looked utterly terrified, I knew he’d be a natural.

He rose to his feet and moved his skinny body behind Alfonso’s. In one highly-charged motion, he pushed his long, bulging dick deep into his best friend’s ass! He took to it like a duck to water. A look of lustful concentration became plastered across his face. He wanted to fuck, he wanted to fuck hard and he wasn’t stopping for anyone. The expression on Alfonso’s face was equally priceless; he’d entered some kind of erotic trance. His entire body bounced to the rhythm of Craig’s horny hips.

Then Craig really picked up the pace and started banging hard, rapidly charging towards that inevitable release. I told him to pull out so that I could go back in. I flung Alfonso onto his back so that I could look into his eyes. I fucked him so hard, even the bed started squealing.

I could feel the semen rising in my nuts and pulled out just in time. I was narrowly beaten to orgasm, though, by Craig, who violently exploded all over Alfonso’s mouth and neck just before a huge arc of spunk flew out of my dick all over Alfonso’s stomach and chest. He was literally covered in the stuff; it was dripping from his chin.

The sight was so hot that I couldn’t stop myself from pushing back into his ass again and that was all Alfonso needed to take him over the edge. He shot like a water cannon, adding thick pearls of cum to the Jackson Pollock painting we’d all played a proud role in creating. At the start I imagined we were nervous about being found out. But now, we were just happy, I think, that we found each other.