Troop 80 Part 3
By Captain J
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copyright 2007 by Captain J, all rights reserved

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Part 3: Billy's Second Scout Meeting

It had been a long weekend for Billy, finally he was allowed by his mother to wear clothes again. And it was a good thing, because tonight he had to attend his second meeting as a Boy Scout. Unlike the Cub Scouts where the group was smaller and where he'd been the 'big kid' for the last two years, in the Scout Troop he was one of the youngest and physically smaller than all but one other boy. He was so new he didn't even have a rank yet. Tonight if he passed his tests, he'd become a 'Tenderfoot' the lowest of the scout ranks. He'd spent the last two evenings memorizing the Boy Scout Oath, Motto, and Laws as required and read the first five chapters of the Scout Handbook. Some of it he didn't understand, but some other parts were extensions of things he'd learned in Cub Scouts.

Billy arrived at the Church activities center, where Troop 80 had their own room assigned by the Church as their sponsor. Mr. Baker was there as well as some other men he didn't know and some of the boys had arrived also. When his Scoutmaster saw him, he walked over to talk to the boy.

"How are you Billy?"

"Good Mr. Baker…"

"That was quite an embarrassing first show for you Friday, I'm sorry that happened. One of us should have checked you over closer before we went on stage."

"It was a shock more than anything. Then Susan told me no one really saw anything other than my butt, and I got myself together after that."

"Yes losing your loincloth in front of 468 people can be a shock to the system of a young boy like you. But you did the right thing when you immediately left the stage. Had that been a solo dance, you couldn't have ducked out so fast. You say Susan talked to you and told you not to worry?"

"Yeah she came back stage while you guys were still doing the show. I'll be honest when I say, I was REALLY upset about it. But she talked to me for a few minutes and told me not to worry that no one really saw that much and wouldn't recognize me since I was in makeup and wig anyway. It really helped calm me down so that I could go out during the reception and be seen by those people."

"I'll have to tell my Wife about that, Susan is a Girl Scout but helps out with the Brownies and my wife depends on her a lot. She's a good girl and will be a fine leader someday. She has a real knack working with younger kids; it appears she does working with boys also."

"I don't know about other guys, Sir, but Susan is my friend, she lives just down the street from me and well she knew just what to say to calm me. When I thanked her, she just said, 'that's what friends do for each other.' She's really great!"

"Sounds like you're a lucky boy to have a friend like that at your age. Boy or Girl it doesn't make any difference. A good friend who understands you is hard to come by and when you have one; don't do anything to damage that relationship."

"Yes Sir, I'm very lucky to have her as my friend and I'd never do anything to hurt her or lose that…"

"Good! Now did you study the material during the last week? We have and Honor Board here tonight to test boys who are ready for advancement."

"Yes Sir, I think I'm ready."

"Good, I'll tell the board to call you in for your Tenderfoot test then. Good Luck!"

"Thank you Sir…"

When the meeting started, Billy stood at attention with his Patrol and gave the proper salute as they gave the pledge to the flag and then had the opening prayer. He was proud of his new uniform and wanted to fit in with the Troop.

Shortly after the meeting started, one of the older boys told him to report down the hall to room 5 for testing.

In side 5 men in Scout shirts sat at a table and Billy entered as he'd been told. Stopping directly before them and saluting the man in the center. "Billy Carter reporting sir."

The man casually returned the salute nodding at the other men. "Relax Billy, this isn't the Marine Corp. That was a very well done salute, crisp and precise. You just passed the first test. I'm Mr. Sanford, Chairman of the testing board Billy, you were told to memorize some things and shortly we will have you repeat those, then we will as you questions to make sure you understand the meaning of what you've learned. It's our job to make sure that you are not just repeating something but understand what it means and what is really expected of you. Don't worry son, we want you to pass your tests and we'll be rooting for you every time you do test while you are a member of Troop 80. Any questions?"

"No Sir."

For the next fifteen minutes Billy was asked to demonstrate the Scout hand sign, salute, and then repeat all the material he'd memorized, then asked questions by each of the men on the various parts of the Oath, Motto and Laws and what he thought they meant. Billy felt like he was being put through a ringer and sweat was beading on his forehead by the time they finally asked the last question. Looking at the other men, Mr. Sanford received a nod from each then turned to Billy with a smile. "Congratulations Billy, you are now a Tenderfoot! Here is the patch for your uniform. After tonight all advancement will be done in a 'Court of Honor' but we think boys should get that first badge as quickly as possible. All of them then stood and shook his hand as they congratulated him and welcomed him to the Troop.

When Billy left the room he was walking tall and smiling. Outside in the hallway were Mark Peters and Jimmy Stewart the other two new guys who'd graduated from the Cub Scout Pack to the Troop with him. "You passed?" Jimmy asked.

"Yeah!" Billy said showing them his patch "Hope you studied, they really grill you."

"I did!" Mark answered, "I'm ready." Jimmy was however was not looking that confident, when Billy looked in his direction.

"Mark Peters!" came from the open doorway in a deep voice.

"Guess it's my turn in the fire," Mark whispered and stood to go meet his fate.

Billy went back and joined his patrol and was assigned along with two other boys to a Sr. Scout, who spent the next two hours teaching them knot tying. Mark was back about 15 minutes after Billy returned and was also smiling and flashed his new patch at Billy when he sat down and joined them. Jimmy was gone for a good 30 beyond Mark's return and wasn't smiling; in fact he had tears in his eyes and was trying very hard not to shed them. Jimmy sat beside Billy who reached out a patted his arm, "Didn't pass did you," he whispered and Jimmy shook his head, trying hard not to cry.

"I can't go camping this weekend because of it." As his chin quivered. "They're going to meet me here on Thursday to test me again. If I pass I can go, if not then I can't. They said you have to be a Tenderfoot to go camping with the Troop."

"Just study hard between now and Thursday Jimmy, I know you can do it!" Bill reassured him.

"Hope so, I really don't want to be left behind."

"You will, I know it!" Billy said giving Jimmy arm a squeeze in support. "Why don't you come over to my place Wednesday evening and I'll go over all of it with you, ask questions like they did; then you'll have it down pat, when you meet with them?"

"You'd do that?"

"Sure, us new guys have to stick together! Otherwise we'd be alone with the older guys picking on us. Besides we're friends Jimmy and I'd like to help you if you'd let me."

As the meeting broke up that evening Mr. Baker stopped him again. "I'm very proud of you Billy, you're going to make a great Boy Scout. I heard you offer to coach Jimmy Wednesday so he could pass his tests on Thursday and join us camping this weekend. That's what Scouting is all about, learning and helping each other, then passing it on to others. Mr. Sanford said he couldn't give the Scout oath correctly, so work on that first. He also didn't understand all the laws so even though the men explained them to him tonight. Quiz him on them. I'm sure with your help, he'll pass with flying colors!" Mr. Baker then shook his hand and gave him a pat on the back as they parted.

Billy went home that night feeling very proud of himself and determined to help Jimmy pass his tests.

Billy spent the entire next day packing, unpacking and repacking his backpack for the camping trip that weekend. They'd been given a list of what to bring and what not to bring, two of the items intrigued him; 'loincloth and moccasins.' Billy kept thinking of things he wanted to take, in addition to his list. The first problem was getting it all to fit; then when he tried to pick it up and put it on, found it much to heavy and started removing stuff until he could carry it. In the end, he had Only the stuff on the list to begin with, and it was still heavy for him. 'Hope I don't have to carry this very far,' he thought as he sat it ready to go in the corner of his room.

Wednesday, he spent 2 ½ hours working with Jimmy and by the end of the evening, Jimmy could repeat all the memorized material and explain all of it. Both were sure he'd pass with no problems. As he got up to leave, Jimmy held out his hand to Billy to thank him for his help, then surprised Billy by pulling him into a hug, with tears in his eyes. "Thanks Billy, you're the best friend a guy could have!" Billy returned the hug, then moved Jimmy back and held him by both shoulders. "Just pass that damn test! I want you with us this weekend." He said as he squeezed Jimmy's shoulders. "Now go home, get a good night's sleep and don't worry about it. Then go in there and dazzle them! OK?"

"OK," Jimmy responded and smiling, turned to leave.

Camping

Friday afternoon, Billy's Mother took him to the Church parking lot where the Troop was to meet, for their camping trip. Billy struggled to unload his pack from the trunk and finally got it out and put it on a pile of packs by the group of boys already there. "Bye Mom, see you Sunday evening," he called to her as he closed the trunk and headed for the group of boys, waving as she pulled out of the lot.

His patrol leader Paul was already there and looked at Billy's pack on the pile. "You brought everything on the list didn't you?"

"Yes Sir!" Billy eagerly replied as Paul motioned him to step over to the side.

"First off Billy, you don't have to call me 'Sir', I'm just a Scout like you. Second, you won't need or use half that shit on the list, so there's no sense lugging it around. Let's take your pack inside and we can leave a lot of it here locked up in the Scout room. I should have gotten to you Monday night at the meeting and told you not to bring all of it. Sorry about that, but I was tied up teaching some scouts how to read maps."

Paul picked up Billy's pack one handed like it didn't weigh much and headed for the door to the building then into the Scout Room and started unpacking it. Making two piles, 'Take' and 'Leave' by the time he'd sorted it, half was in the 'Leave' pile just like he'd said. "Uh Paul, if I don't need this stuff, why is it on the list?"

"Billy the list is a general one made up by the Boy Scout Council; they have two actually, one for Winter Camping and one for Summer Camping. They cover all possibilities. If you know where the Troop is going and what we will be doing and check the weather forecasts; you'll find you don't need a lot of it."

"But you put my swimming trunks in the leave pile; aren't we going swimming?"

"Yes but you won't need the trunks, we don't wear them, we go 'skinny dipping' so none needed."

"OH…naked huh? So what about my extra clothes?"

"You noticed that the only 'hand written' items on that list were your loincloth and moccasins, right? Well those of us in the dance troupe will spend most of the weekend dressed in just those, weather permitting, so why do you need three sets of clothes?"

"Oh… I didn't know…"

Paul then proceeded through the rest of the 'leave' pile explaining why Billy didn't need or wouldn't use each item; then packed the 'take' pile back into the backpack and handed it to Billy who found it much lighter and easier to carry. "Thanks Paul, wish I would have learned this sooner. I've been pulling my hair out all week trying to get the weight down."

"Sorry about that Billy, but each time we go camping, check with me first and I'll tell you what you'll really need ok? Now let's get back out to the parking lot, we should be loading the trailers soon." Paul said smiling, as he guided his youngest patrol member out the door.

Outside, Billy saw Mark and Jimmy with their patrol leader doing exactly the same thing Paul had just done with him. Removing about half their stuff, but Mark's dad was there and just putting in the trunk of his car. 'Jimmy Passed!' he thought seeing the smiling boy paying rapt attention to his leader.

Soon all the packs were loaded into a trailer behind one of the Asst. Scoutmaster's pickup truck and another truck was backing up to a closed trailer, with the Scout logo on it and in big letters 'Troop 80'. "What's in that trailer?" Billy asked Paul.

"All the tents, dining fly's, training equipment, tools and kitchen equipment," Paul answered, "We keep it packed all the time so we're ready to go anytime we want. Only other things we need are the food in Mr. Henry's van and our personal stuff in our packs."

Mr. Baker was telling the boys to start loading into the cars and vans assembled to drive them to the campsite and Paul led him to one of the bigger vans and told him to sit all the way in the back. "You little guys don't have the leg room problem some of us have."

Billy crawled through the vehicle to the third row of seats and soon found himself joined by Jimmy and another boy. Jimmy was literally bouncing in excitement and as soon as he saw Billy, launched himself at him with a bear hug. "I PASSED! And it's ALL thanks to you Billy! I recited it all almost perfect and answered every question. They were very happy with my test. Thanks Buddy you're the greatest!"

Billy was getting embarrassed at Jimmy clinging to him and tried to ease him back in the seat, he could see other boys watching them. "You're welcome Jimmy now ease up, I'm happy for you," blushing a little at the situation. Jimmy finally released him and then sat tightly against him as the van started to leave the parking lot.

Billy noticed that Scott was sitting in the seat ahead of him. "Uh Scott? Do you think we could find some time to work on the fire dance this weekend?"

"I don't see why not. You guys will be working on some pioneering skills this weekend but I'm sure Mr. Baker will let me pull you out to work with you. This is my last year and it takes a lot of practice, so you need to get on it."

"Great! Whenever you get free and can get me out, just come and get me."

They drove for almost a hour before turning onto a dirt road, with farm fence on both sides. "Where are we?" Billy asked.

"Almost there. This is a private farm, so we'll be roughing it some. There's two lakes, a huge woods, streams and open pasture. Belongs to one of the Church Trustee's. He lets us use it two or three times per year, the only problem with it is hauling drinking water. We have to get that up by the house and haul it down to the camp area, so don't go wasting drinking water for washing!"

The explanation had no more than ended when the van turned through an open farm gate and followed a dirt track across a field, headed towards a wooded area, below a cliff of shear rock. When it stopped, the boys unloaded and Billy looked around them. The cliff rose 50 or 60 feet straight up and below it a stream ran parallel to it. On the right was a thick woods which seemed to go forever, the area they stopped at was pasture, mostly high grass, but someone had cleared part of it with a brush hog mower; it was still about 10" deep. Over near the stream, he could see a fire pit with logs around it like an amphitheater. He was still looking around when Paul got his attention.

"Stop gawking Billy, we need to unload everything and start setting up! Grab your pack and put it over there," he said pointing to one side. "Then come help unload the tents for our Patrol. We'll set up the kitchen tent and dining fly's first, then our sleeping tents. Hopefully all that will be done before it gets dark!"

Billy saw his pack unloaded from the trailer and took it where Paul had indicated. Then helped carry 6 smaller bundles and 6 sets of poles and stakes over there also. Everyone then helped unfold a huge army surplus tent, used for the kitchen and Billy was delegated to hold poles vertical while others drove stakes. Last were the dining fly's, nothing but big canvas sheets stretched over a ridgepole with 6' high poles along the sides making a long covered area. Once the central camp was set, Paul led him back to their area and the boys in his patrol started setting up their tents. They were small, designed for two people per tent and some of the older boys showed him how to put them up so that they'd stay regardless of weather. As soon as the tents were up, the boys started putting their stuff inside paired off by some agreement as to who was bunking with whom.

Billy found himself standing there by himself, when Paul came over. You're in the end tent Billy and normally you'd bunk with Tommy Thompson, our other youngest member. But he couldn't come this weekend. Lucky for Wolf Patrol too! Some one packed stakes inside one of their tents and it's full of holes! So one of their new guys will be in your tent this weekend; until they can get it repaired. They have at least one tent that'll have to hold 3 since we had the only open spot. That'll sure be crowded for those guys…"

Billy took his pack to his tent and spread his ground cloth and a foam mat and was just finishing unrolling his bedroll, when the tent flap opened behind him. "Hey Billy, guess I'm your roomy or tent-mate or whatever they call it. One of our tents had at least 50 holes in it." Jimmy said as he stepped in and threw his pack down in the empty area to one side.

"Yeah, Paul told me someone was coming from your patrol, but didn't know who. Welcome to Bear Patrol, for the weekend Jimmy, make yourself at home, you can see the only open space. That's your's."

Jimmy quickly laid out his bed, then left the tent to go back to his own patrol, where he and the others were being taught to 'properly' take down and roll a tent by the Sr. Patrol Leader under the direction of the Scoutmaster who was VERY unhappy about the ruined tent. Billy could hear him all the way over on their side, "That tent cost $200 and It's un-repairable, PURE NEGLEGENCE! If it happens again you'll sleep in a tent full of holes! Is that clear!" "Yes SIR!" the group responded as Mr. Baker stomped away.

"Billy change into your loincloth and moccasins, you'll be wearing just that for most of the weekend. You can wear a shirt or jacket early in the morning or late in the evening when it's cool; but no pants until it's time to go home on Sunday." Paul ordered as he was standing there in his own loincloth.

"Are we the only ones?" Billy meekly asked.

"Actually most of the guys go naked all weekend, but our patrol makes up most of the dance troupe so we wear our loincloths."

"Ok," Billy responded as he ducked back into the tent to change. Three minutes later he was outside wearing just his loincloth and moccasins.

Paul led his Patrol to the mess tent, it was dinner time. Just as Billy had been told, many of the boys were naked; especially the younger ones; and some of them looked nervous about it. Jimmy in particular was antsy as he sat on a bench to eat. Billy just sat with his patrol and enjoyed dinner.

That night they had a troop campfire with all the usual singing and skits ending with a scary story by the Scoutmaster before sending the boys to bed. Billy was tired, he'd done more physical activity today than he was used to so he didn't argue about going to bed. Inside the tent, he removed his loincloth and just crawled into his sleeping bag. It was a warm evening, so he left the side unzipped. He was almost asleep, when Jimmy came in and just rolled onto his side, facing the other way, ignoring him and was quickly in dreamland.

Sometime later, Billy woke to the feel of someone behind him, not only that, but a hand was stroking his cock, the wrist resting on top of his hip. "Jimmy?"

"Yeah Billy…"

"What are you doing?"

"Thanking you for helping me this week, I owe you big time."

Billy reached down and stopped the hand jerking him off. "Stop Jimmy we need to talk."

"Why Billy don't you like it?"

Billy lifted the hand from his cock and turned over, facing Jimmy who was inside Billy's sleeping bag with him. "Jimmy, I really like you and I want to keep you as my friend but I really need to know. Are you gay?"

"Do you like girls? I mean would you like to have sex with them?"

"Well Yeah! Girls are really neat, I mean they have that nice slit and can also do both oral and… and in back too!"

"Have you ever done anything with a girl?"

"Well no…I I've never had the chance. But I would if I could."

"So back to what you were doing to me. Don't you think you should have asked me?"

"I didn't think about it… I mean I really like you and wanted you to be happy and feel good… and… and I know how good it feels, so I… I just got in with you and wanted you to feel good… as thanks… for… for helping me… would you rather I did something else?"

"Like what?"

"Well I could give you a nice blowjob. My brother says I'm really good at it."

"You do that?"

"Sure! Ain't no big thing. Kinda neat actually the way it feels in your mouth, even better if someone's doing you."

During the discussion, Jimmy's hand had snuck out and was gently stroking Billy, and had him very hard and Billy could feel the soft hand working him.

"And you want to do something like that to thank me, is that it? You'd blow me?"

"Sure you're a great guy and I like your body, so why not?"

"OK I suppose if that's what you want; but don't expect me to suck your dick in return. It ain't gonna happen."

"You don't have to do anything except lay there and enjoy it and continued being my friend afterwards. I really do like you Billy and don't want to ruin our friendship."

"OK, I'll still be your friend. Just one thing, I know you like hugging me. You need to stop doing that all the time in front of the guys or they'll think we're gay and I have enough problems without that."

"No problem, now just relax and let me thank you."

Billy rolled onto his back and Jimmy quickly disappeared under the covers and when Billy felt the warm wet mouth close on his dick he almost lost it immediately. This was really good, no great! No even better than great! Billy humped his hips up as Jimmy licked and sucked at him. Billy had never felt anything like this and didn't want it to ever stop. Then to his disappointment, he came and filled Jimmy's mouth with his cum. Jimmy stayed there and licked him clean, then came back up and hugged his friend, softly kissing Billy's cheeks, while his hands stroked his back. "Thank you Billy, that was great and you taste good too."

"Uh… Thanks Jimmy I liked it a lot. I've never felt something like that. Uh… if you ever want to do it again, I'm up for it, just please ask first. OK?"

"No problem. And I will want to do it again. I like your cock, it's just the right size not to gag me and like I said, you taste good too."

"We should sleep, they're gonna wake us early you know…"

"Yeah, we should, do you mind if I sleep here with you? I like the feel of you against me."

"OK, Jimmy just go to sleep…"

"Night," Jimmy said with a big sigh, then nestled his head into Billy's shoulder and was soon asleep, while Billy lay there for a long time thinking about the boy asleep on his shoulder…"

Billy woke in the middle of the night laying on his side with Jimmy wrapped tightly against his back. Just then Jimmy moved and Billy realized what had woken him. Jimmy's cock was in his ass! Jimmy had one arm holding Billy's stomach tightly and the other holding his shoulder and Billy was wedged tight against the closed side of the sleeping bag unable to move. But Jimmy was sure moving now. Billy could feel the cock sliding in and out, it didn't hurt, it was just giving him a full feeling like he needed to take a shit. Apparently Jimmy'd got it in while he was sleeping and the bumping of Jimmy's hips against his behind had woken him. Jimmy was moving slowly and from his moaning was feeling very good. Billy could feel the small intruder twitch several times, then Jimmy's grip loosened and he stopped moving. Billy realized the boy must have cum. Unfortunately, Jimmy's cock stayed right where it was and Billy was getting upset about it. It was the principle of the thing, not that it hurt!

"Jimmy!" Billy growled throwing his elbow back into Jimmy's ribs. "Jimmy!" he said louder and threw another elbow.

"Ouch! What? Why'd you hit me?" a sleepy voice responded.

"GET YOUR DICK OUT OF MY ASS and GET OUT OF MY BED!" a now angry Billy told him through gritted teeth.

"What?... Oh… Sorry Billy…"

"Just GET IT OUT!"

Jimmy pulled back withdrawing and then rolled away. As soon as Billy was free he turned and threw the bedroll covers off his body then jumped on the other boy and punched him in the stomach, the slapped him as hard as he could. "Just what the fuck did you think you were doing?" he growled sitting on top of him and one hand choking him.

Jimmy was in a panic and Billy was in a barely controlled rage. "You didn't even have the courtesy to ask me before fucking my ass like that. I thought you were my friend, but you're NOT! I want you out of this tent. I don't care where you sleep; but it won't be with ME!"

"Please Billy I didn't mean to… I didn't plan to… It just happened… Please don't hit me…" the boy whimpered and Billy could feel the small body shaking under him. Jimmy was really scared and Billy realized the boy had also just pissed himself a few drops dribbling onto Billy's calf where it lay beside the boy's hips.

"JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME. Don't touch me, Don't even talk to me. I really want to beat the shit out of you right now…"

"Please no Billy,… I'm so sorry…" the boy cried.

"Stay in your own bed!" Billy ordered as he got off him and then used Jimmy's bedroll to wipe his wet leg, before returning to his own bed and getting in then zipping the bedroll up so it was fully closed and turning his back on the crying boy in the other bed. "Stop that crying so I can go back to sleep, or I will beat you…" Billy growled and it got quieter quickly.

Sometime later, Billy woke when he heard Paul's voice just outside. "Rise and Shine Guys, it's a beautiful morning out here and breakfast will be on in 15 minutes!"

When Billy poked his head out through the tent flap and emerged wearing his loincloth and moccasins, he found Paul waiting. "Let's take a walk Billy, you and I need to talk."

Billy nodded and followed his patrol leader as he headed over towards the stream where the woods started. Paul kept walking until they reached a little clearing with a big rock then sat on it and patted the rock for Billy to sit beside him.

"There's some things you need to know about camping outside Billy. First sound carries really well. I heard everything that happened in your tent last night." Billy turned beet red and started to say something but Paul held up his hand to stop him. "Second, your tent wasn't the only one where guys were playing sex games, probably 80% of the tents had similar things going on, except for the adult tents, handjobs, blowjobs, fucking, who knows. Third, nobody cares what two guys do in their tents as long as it stays in the tent and the adults don't know. Last, I know Jimmy's brother Robb. He used to fuck anything that moved and some that didn't."

"I always suspected he was doing his little brother at home and from what I heard last night, he's been doing him since he was a toddler. Probably been fucking him ever since Jimmy was big enough to take his cock up the rear and certainly having Jimmy suck him off for a long time, since Jimmy can't remember not doing it."

"Your saying Jimmy's been abused by his brother all his life?" Billy whispered as the implications of what Paul had told him registered.

"Seems that way. I know he volunteered to give you that blowjob, most guys wouldn't even consider doing that as a 'thank you' gesture. But to him it was 'normal'."

"Yeah, he said it was no big thing…"

"I don't think he intended to fuck you either. From what I heard, he was sleeping with you and you were both probably naked, with him behind you. You woke to find a dick up your butt and that's when all hell broke lose. Am I right on that?"

"Yeah, at least from my view. There I am sound asleep and suddenly a guys fucking my ass. I was so mad I couldn't see straight."

"It didn't physically hurt you did it?"

"No his dicks smaller than mine. Felt like a finger being stuck up there. Didn't hurt; just like I needed to take a shit or something. What hurt was that he did it without asking!"

"I thought that might be the case. So what're you going to do about it?"

"Don't know. I told him I wanted him out of my tent and not to touch or talk to me…"

"I don't think that's the best solution to the problem here. Jimmy needs to learn that sex is not automatically what other boys want. I saw him hugging you every chance he gets, and I could tell that made you uncomfortable, so you're definitely not gay. I really don't think he is either, but that's how he's been taught to express himself. I suspect that he's a very scared and confused boy right now and he needs help. You can do that if you're willing. You need to take control of the situation and show him what's acceptable and what's not. He'll give you all the sex you could ever want and probably be happy and willing to do it. But you need to control the interactions between you two. Tell him directly what you want from him and how he is to act. If you do that, he could be a good friend still, and you both would be happier. All I'm asking is that you think about it."

"I will, but I'm still really pissed at him right now…"

"I know, but think about it and think about your friendship with him. He's a good kid overall and regardless of last night, you two will be dealing with each other for a number of years; at least until you get out of high school."

"OK, I'll think about it…"

"Good now let's go get some breakfast before it's all gone." The older boy said as he patted Billy on the back, then both rose and walked back to the camp.

Billy and Paul sat down to eat and while eating a piece of toast, Billy looked up and saw Jimmy sitting by himself on the end of the opposite table. His eyes were red like he'd cried the rest of the night and like most of the boys was totally naked. He could see a red mark on Jimmy's face, apparently where he's slapped him and Jimmy was trembling as he tried to eat his breakfast. Jimmy looked very scared and very alone; and Billy was feeling sorry for him.

"Paul," Billy said nudging him lightly, "Could… could Jimmy and I duck out of the first session this morning?" pointing with his finger towards the other boy but trying to be unobtrusive about it. "I think we need to have that talk like you said."

"Yeah, I'll cover for you. Why don't you take him to that place where you and I were."

"OK… I think you're right, he needs help…"

"Good! I knew you were a great kid and a good guy to have as a friend. Help him Billy he's kinda lost right now…"

"I'll try my best."

"That's all anyone can do Billy."

When he finished his breakfast, Billy rose and walked over to Jimmy and lightly put his hand on his shoulder. "Come with me Jimmy, you and I need to talk." Billy felt a shiver pass through the boy; he was really scared. "Come on, I'm not going to hurt you or yell at you but we need to talk."

"OK…" Jimmy whimpered and got up on unsteady feet and followed Billy from the tent.

Billy led him back to the same clearing and rock where he and Paul had been, then sat on the rock facing Jimmy, who just stood there tears in his eyes his whole body shaking.

"Jimmy, I'm really pissed about what you did to me last night." He started and Jimmy now had tears flowing down both cheeks. "We've been friends for a long time and I always liked you as a friend, but we need to change some things right now or we can't be friends anymore. I'm sorry I hit you but I was really mad at you."

"I… I'm so sorry Billy, I… I never meant for that to happen…"

"Listen to me Jimmy. I realize now that it was an 'accident' and that you didn't intentionally do it. Step closer Jimmy and look at me." And the boy gingerly moved forward between Billy's legs as Billy continued sitting on the rock, then Billy took both his hand in his and gave them a little squeeze as their eyes met. "Do you still want to be my friend Jimmy?"

"OH Yes! More than anything!"

"OK, then here's how things are going to have to be. I know you seem to like to hug me all the time and that makes me really uncomfortable, when other people see it. So NO hugging in front of other people unless I give you an 'OK;' I'll nod to you when I see that's what you want. Also no kissing or touching me except pats on the back or arm like all guys do."

"Ok… but I really do like hugging you…"

"I know you do and you can hug me in private. But I'm not gay and I don't want people getting the idea that I might be. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah, I guess so…"

"Now about the sex stuff. You seem to know more about sex between boys than I'll ever know and have been doing it a long time. You said you're not gay and I believe you, but you also seem to enjoy doing it. So, if you want to do stuff like that with me, you have to ask me first! Tell me what you want and if I'm ok with it, we'll do it. But you MUST ASK me before doing anything. Understand?"

"Yes Billy I'll ask first. I really like your body and you taste good. I want to do things with you whenever, you're willing. But I'll always ask you first!"

"So we're clear on how you are going to act around me now?"

"Yes Billy, I'll be good and not embarrass you, I like you too much to do that."

"Good! Now come here and give me a hug because I think you really need one right now."

Jimmy didn't have to be told twice, he all but wrapped his naked body around Billy and buried his head against Billy's shoulder, crying in relief, that he hadn't lost his friend. Billy returned the hug and stroked Jimmy's back and even patted his rear, remembering how good that felt when Susan did it to him. They stayed that way for a long time until Jimmy finally calmed down. Jimmy looked up with his tear streaked face and locked eyes with Billy, then whispered, "Can I kiss you Billy, I really want to thank you for not leaving me alone."

Billy stroked the eager face looking up at him, wiping tears from it and could feel Jimmy tremble some. "Yes," he said but didn't wait, leaning forward and kissing Jimmy's mouth, which opened just as their lips touched. 'He a better kisser than Susan' Billy thought as their tongues sought out each other. Finally, Billy broke it off and taking hold of Jimmy by the upper arms moved him back and noted in the process that Jimmy was hard as a rock down below.

"OK, relax now Jimmy, we're fiends again and you can stay in my tent. But we need to get back to the camp. Paul is covering for us, but if we're gone too long people will be wondering…"

Billy held the slightly smaller boy around the shoulders as they walked back, Jimmy had changed in that short time from scared and trembling to happy and talkative and both boys were happy about their new relationship.

Both of the boys had been assigned to Paul's 'Pioneering' class that morning, mostly learning more knot tying, but then putting it to practical use as they built a small bridge across the stream, lashing logs together with rope. When they'd first returned, Paul looked at them with one eyebrow raised in question. Billy just smiled and gave him a nod to indicate that things were OK. Paul smiled back, it was obvious from looking at Jimmy that a new agreement had been reached.

Billy spent the afternoon with Scott, while most of the Troop was skinny-dipping in one of the lakes. Working on the Fire Dance and was surprised that Scott had some bowls stored in the Troop equipment trailer. They were all the same except two were a little smaller than the others, Scott handed them to Billy, "Those are from a few years ago when my hands were smaller, they'll be easier for you to work with. When we get home, I want you to go to the store and find a couple that fit you hands perfectly. They need to be thick wood, and when you open your hand it should cover the whole bowl, so that your thumb is at one rim and your fingertips come up the other side to the rim." Demonstrating the grip with one of the larger ones. "Then I'll show you how to set up the inside, but you won't be using them with fire for a while yet, first you need to learn to handle them."

For the next two hours Billy practiced using only one bowl. Scott had grabbed a handful of tall grass stems and forced it into the grid in the bowl so that they stood up about 8". "Those are the flames, no matter what you do with the bowl, don't let the flames touch you anywhere or you'll get burnt. The alcohol burns with a blue-white flame and it's very hot! You'll need to practice until you keep the flame away by without looking or even thinking about it. I'll warn you now Billy, you WILL get burnt sooner or later, either because you get careless or by accident; but it will happen." Billy nodded understanding, but it turned out that not being touched by even the 'grass flame' was easier said than done.

On their way to dinner, Paul held him back a minute. "So you and Jimmy are OK now?"

"Yeah we reached an agreement on how he is to act around me… We're still friends."

"Good; because Mr. Baker transferred him to our Patrol today. He thinks you two should work together. Jimmy apparently told him and the testing board, that you are the reason he did so well. He gave you a real sales pitch, from what Mr. Baker said; and in a year or two, they expect you to be a Patrol Leader."

"What? But I don't know anything…"

"Not yet and the fact that you admit not knowing is just the right attitude they look for. You'll learn, but more importantly you're willing to help and teach. They have big plans for you my boy, so pay attention to what's going on in the Troop."

Billy was stunned, he'd only been in the Troop a couple of weeks and they were already planning on him being a leader? Wow!

That night they had another Troop campfire and Billy was a tired puppy when he headed for bed. When he got there, Jimmy as laying naked on top of his own bedroll waiting. Once the tent was closed, Billy removed his loincloth and shoes and lay on top of his own bed relaxing for a minute.

"Billy?"

"Yeah? Jimmy keep your voice down, sound travels easily in camp. Paul heard us last night," he whispered.

"Paul knows what happened?"

"Yeah, he and I talked about it, yesterday before breakfast. He's ok with it as long as we are. He knew about your brother too and guess Robb was still in the troop when Paul joined. Don't worry, we're not in any trouble as long as we act like you and I agreed this morning."

"Can I come over there with you? It'd make talking easier."

"OK, get over here and hug me cuz I know that's what you REALLY want."

"Got that right!" he giggled and was quickly snuggled up against Billy his head on Billy's left shoulder as he looked at his friend.

Billy stroked Jimmy's back as they lay there then reached down and patted his behind then gave it a little squeeze, like Susan always seemed to be doing to him. "Ummm, I like that, feels good," Jimmy murmured. "You're not rough like my brother, he never wants to touch me, just fuck me or have me blow him."

"But you seem to really like this sex stuff Jimmy, how, if he's rough with you?"

"Had to learn to like it. I either did it or got beat up. Better to like it than fight it. Guess I'm kinda fucked up huh?"

"A little, but I still like you anyway," he replied kissing Jimmy's forehead, which just caused the other boy to snuggle in closer if that was possible."

"Billy would you like to fuck me? It feels really good…"

"You want me to do that?"

"Yeah, I want YOU to do that, but not anyone else. I think I'd really like it if you were the one doing it…"

"Uh… I hate to admit this, but I've never done that with anyone…"

"So I'll teach you…"

"OK, I'm willing to learn…"

Jimmy let go and was digging in his back and returned with a bottle of lotion of some kind, then had Billy get up and they rearrange the bedrolls into a single bed, for the both of them. Billy spent the next two hours learning about boy-boy sex and fucked Jimmy three times, Jimmy on his back, Jimmy on his side and Jimmy on his stomach getting sucked back to erection in between each. Billy liked them all, and let Jimmy penetrate his own behind just before the two of them dropped off to sleep in exhaustion.

The next thing either of them knew was Paul with his head through their tent flap. Telling them to wake up. "You two really went at it last night," he chuckled as the two boys blushed. "It's OK, I don't think anyone but me heard it, you'll need to learn to be quieter though…" and chuckled again, then ducked back out side.

Late that afternoon, they broke camp and loaded all the equipment back into the trailers as the vans arrived to take them home. It had been an exciting weekend and exhausting physically for Billy. He'd always been more a homebody, and not into sports or heavy physical activity. If nothing else, he found he needed to get his body stronger to keep up with the other Scouts.

When they arrived back at the Church parking lot, Mr. Baker called all the Dance troupe members to one side. "Boys we've been asked by another Scout Council to put on a show at their camp this coming weekend. There will be 14 Troops there for a big weekend and we will be the main event for their Saturday night Campfire. It will be outside at night with a real fire and a great opportunity for us to show our stuff. So we will practice Wednesday and Thursday. Full dress practice on Friday. Then meet at my place Saturday afternoon for full makeup. Drive to the camp, do the show for them then stay over night and return Sunday morning. Questions?" No one seemed to have any so they broke up and headed home.

Rules Again

When they got home, Billy carried his pack into his room and put his dirty clothes into the hamper and was just about to change out of his Scout Uniform when his Mother appeared in his doorway. Go take a shower, then come out to the kitchen. I want to check you for ticks, rashes, and insect bites. "OK" he muttered, he really needed a shower anyway.

Billy got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around himself, then walked to the kitchen, where he not only found his Mother, but sister and three of her friends, who all giggled when the still damp boy with wet hair arrived wearing only a towel.

"Over here Billy," his mother ordered, "The lights better."

"Mother?" his voice pleading as he looked at the smirking girls.

"Nonsense! All of them saw you at the party. Now get over here! Honestly, I thought we'd taken care of this modesty problem… apparently not!"

<Shit! Here we go again!> flashed through his mind as he moved to his Mother his back to the girls. His mother just reached out and grabbed the towel and put it on the table. Then had him stand arms and legs wide, as she inspected every part of his body. Turning him this way and that, having him bend over so she could look closely at his behind, all the while with four snickering girls watching. Finally, she pronounced him free of vermin and rashes.

"No then Billy, since you still have not overcome this modesty nonsense, you will remain naked for the week, except for your Scout outing this weekend. I will arrange with Susan to ONCE AGAIN escort you back and forth for practices. But YOU young man WILL overcome this ridiculous notion that you have ANY need for modesty!" she said giving his behind a hard swat to make her point, which caused him to jump and four girls to start laughing at him and his situation. "Same Rules as before!" she directed. Then got up and left the room taking the damp towel with her.

Billy spent a long evening having to sit there and be stared at by his sister and her friends, who continuously whispered back and forth, giggling for no apparent reason and taking every possible opportunity to touch him all over. Finally they left and went home and he was allowed to go to his room and go to bed.

<It's going to be a really long week> he sighed as he finally dropped off to sleep in a comfortable bed.

For the next three days Billy's house and his sister became VERY popular among all the young girls in the neighborhood. There was a constant stream of visitors, once word got out that Billy was undergoing 'Modesty Training' again. Every girl in the neighborhood over the age of five visited for one 'reason' or another and all took the opportunity to look at his body, most also touching him and fondling his boy parts keeping him constantly erect, but never touching enough to give him relief. Some of them hitting or crushing his balls in their hands. His balls were swollen and sore all the time and he was in almost constant pain. When Susan finally showed up on Wednesday to take him to practice, he was mentally burnt out from constant humiliation at the hands of all those girls.

When Susan arrived, three girls were poking at his balls giggling when he'd make a whimpering sound in response. "Leave him alone!" Susan commanded and quickly walked over to him. "Come on Billy we have to get you to practice."

Susan wrapped her arm around him and guided him to the door, then quickly outside and away from his tormenters. Billy was trembling as she held him her arm around his back, her hand on his ribs. "We're going to take a back route," she said and guided him down an alley that ran behind the houses rather than the main street. When she got to a secluded spot she stopped and pulled him into a hug, which he returned and he broke down crying on her shoulder.

"Billy…Billy I'm so sorry… I just got home this afternoon and found out what was going on. I was at my Aunt's and didn't know…. I should have been here for you…"

"They've tortured me ever since I got home Sunday. Constantly feeling me up and poking at me. My balls are so sore I can't take it anymore." He whimpered as he held onto her for dear life.

"Not anymore they won't! This has to stop! I don't know how but I'll get it changed," she told him and continued to comfort him. "Now let's get you to your practice, then I'll figure out what to do…" she said and got him loose from her and guided him to the Baker house. Once there she sat him on one of the benches in the basement and went directly to Mrs. Baker.

"What's wrong with Billy?" the woman asked when she saw him slumped on the bench and a very angry looking girl headed her way.

Susan didn't respond she just grabbed the bigger woman and shoved her up the steps until they reached the first floor then slammed the door behind him. "He's a mess because he's been TORTURED for 3 FUCKING DAYS! Ever since he got home Sunday there has been a constant flow of girls tormenting him, poking him and hurting his balls as their toy. AND IT'S ALL YOUR AND HIS'S MOTHER'S FAULT!" she screamed and the woman stepped back at the girl's rage.

"My fault, how is it, My fault!"

"Who decided to start the 'Modesty Training' shit? YOU DID! Then you called his mother and got her on board. But NIETHER of you bothered to monitor it or put limits on it. Now Billy is an emotional WRECK! AND YOU TWO DID IT!" she said slamming her fist down on the table, making all the dinnerware jump and bounce.

"Susan, calm down… I didn't know…"

"AND YOU DIDN'T CARE EITHER! NOW MY FRIEND IS A WRECK BECAUSE YOU TWO DID'T GIVE A SHIT!"

"Let me call his Mother and get her over here, then we can discuss it rationally…"

Mrs. Baker picked up the phone and quickly was dialing. Then both waited until his Mother arrived and Susan didn't wait, she tore into the woman just as she had Mrs. Baker, her fury had them both backpedaling. Both claiming not to have known, which just made Susan angrier at their lack of concern for her friend.

"When I got there to bring him here today, three girls were sitting there poking him and squeezing his poor balls, while four more just stood around laughing at him; all he could do was sit there crying and whimpering, all because you didn't set limits and didn't supervise them! You SAY you love your son but I'm not believing it for a second! NO ONE who loves him could ALLOW that to happen to him for THREE DAYS and NOT EVEN BOTHER TO CHECK ON HIM! NAKED is ONE thing TORTURE is something else! I ought to report you to the Police!" she screamed at them.

Mr. Baker had found the crying boy downstairs and heard the screaming upstairs, and decided to find out what was going on. As he came up the steps, he heard enough to make him very mad. They allowed Billy to be treated THAT way? "I'll handle this Susan, go down and take care of Billy. He's a trembling, crying mess right now."

"Yes Sir," Susan replied, somewhat relieved to have an adult finally sticking up for Billy's interests.

Susan went down to the basement and took Billy to the Shop side of the basement, then closed and locked the door, pulling him onto her lap on the floor as she did her best to comfort him, while he cried his heart out on her. Upstairs she could hear Mr. Baker tearing into the women and a couple of thuds like things were being thrown. <Glad I'm not them, but they deserve it!> she thought as she held her friend in her arms.

Finally it got quiet upstairs and Susan just sat there waiting for someone to come and tell her what was happening. Billy had finally cried himself out and was asleep on her lap as she continued to hold him tightly to herself. A soft knock on the door got her attention and she reached up and unlocked it. It was Mr. Baker.

"How is he?"

"Asleep at the moment, finally cried himself out…"

"Is he injured?"

"I don't know for sure, but the way they were treating him, I'm sure he has bruising on his privates…"

Mr. Baker, knelt down and gently opened the sleeping boy's legs, and saw black and blue spots along with fingernail marks on the boy's most intimate parts. Not just his balls but there were scratches and scrapes on his penis. Stay with him Susan, I'll call Dr. Collins and have him come take a look at him. I don't think it's anything permanent, but he's going to be sore for awhile." Susan just nodded and the man left the room.

When he came back, he cleared off his center work bench and put a blanket on it, then helped Susan get up with Billy sill in her arms and lay him on the blanket. Billy held on for dear life, and Susan stood where they could hold each other, his head buried against her stomach, arms around her waist, as she held and stroked his head, neck and shoulders.

Dr. Collin arrived shortly and after pausing at the seeing the young girl holding the boy, went to work and checked him closely. Trying not to aggravate obvious injuries, and being as gentle as possible. Finally, he applied cream to the scrapes and some tiny cuts from fingernails to prevent infection, and then gave Billy a shot in the hip. "That was for pain," he told them, he's going to be very sore there for a few days. Ice packs will help, both reduce the swelling and ease the pain also. Now someone needs to tell me how this happened. I may have to report it to the police. It certainly looks like child abuse!"

Mr. Baker took him out of the room, while Susan stayed with Billy, then she heard them both go up stairs and the cool, calm and collected Doctor took his turn at verbally tearing the two women apart for their negligence in putting the boy in that situation and then not supervising or monitoring it. Susan, heard him threaten with the word "Police" several times, before it got quiet up there again.

Mr. Baker came back down and Susan was still standing there holding Billy. "It's over," he said with a sigh. His mother's gone home and Billy will be staying here tonight. Susan would it be possible for you to stay too? I'll call your mother and explain things, but Billy seems to really trust you and right now needs you very much I think. That death grip he has on you tells me a lot."

"I'd do anything to help him, I think you know that," she replied. "Can we get him off this table and comfortable?"

"Sure, if I can get him to let go of you long enough, I'll carry him up to our guest room and you two can stay there tonight."

Susan softly talked to Billy as she gently removed his hands but kept contact with him, as Mr. Baker picked his limp body up and carried him up the steps then into a bedroom. As soon as he was on the bed, Susan gathered his head on her lap and resumed stroking him to keep him calm. Mr. Baker went and got an ice pack and put it between Billy's legs, pressed against his groin, and Billy actually sighed when the cool pack touched his balls.

"Doc says that will make him more comfortable and that it should be there for a few hours to reduce swelling. You OK Susan? I know you were really upset about all this, I've never seen two grown women back down from an eleven year-old, but they sure as hell did from you!"

"As long as this crap's over, I'll be OK, but I won't allow them to treat Billy like that again. I'll call the Police immediately if they even start it!"

"It's over Susan, guaranteed. Between, you, me and Doctor Collins, there are two very worried Feminists doing some SERIOUS rethinking of their priorities right now! Billy will be protected, I give my word on it!"

"That's all it want. Billy is my best friend and I won't stand for him being hurt again!"

"I won't allow it either, he's a good kid and we will take care of him. Both of us!"