A repost of Mr.X's story.---So here's something Golden and I roleplayed, now in story form. Yes, it's another twinscoot porn but HEY shut up. As usual, concrit is welcomed...(runs away quickly) ~ Four scouts were sitting in a ditch, armed with their bats, bullets flying overhead. They were practicing running through the field while dodging bullets, or at least not getting severely injured since dodging bullets is near impossible; it was really more of an exercise in courage and insanity. “So y'all ready to get SHOT AT?!!?” one scout shouted, grinning maniacally. He was obviously the head of the group, leading the other three through the training. Scout (the only scout in the camp called Scout, oddly enough) looked at him like he was insane. “…uh, what…?” “…S-shot at?” Shy whimpered, flustering a little. This scout quickly earned the nickname for being more reserved around others than most of the other scouts at the camp, his timid personality standing out from the rest of the scouts at the camp. The last scout just looked petrified, his mouth open, jaw slack. Lead Scout ignored the other’s protests. “C'MON, LET'S GO!!” He dashed out into the field of bullets. “You've...gotta be kidding me!” Shy said in awe, taking a step back, bumping into the other still petrified Scout. “…well, it’s part of our training, we’re supposed to be fast enough to dodge bullets…” Scout said matter-of-factly, although he was not willing to run out either. “COME ON, YOU PUSSIES!!” they heard Lead Scout yell at them over the ditch. “…well, I guess we should just do it…” Shy grabs hold of his bat and looks at the other two before shooting off into the bullet spray. “…it’s what we’re supposed to do…” With one hand, Scout grabs his bat and with the other he grabs the petrified scout and runs out into the field. The other scout’s expression changed from petrified to total fear. Lead Scout was already across the field when the three finally ran out of the ditch. “COME ON GUYS, YOU’RE SUCH FUCKING SLOWPOKES, YOU’RE GONNA GET SHOT AT WITH THE WAY YOU LOT ARE HEADING!” he shouted at them. “SHIT SHIT SHIT…!” Shy yelled as he tore across the firing zone. Scout let go of the other scout. “C’mon, man, grow some balls, you’re as fast as any of us, just keep alert!” He tears across the field, attempting to dodge bullets whizzing by inches away from him. “…SHIT!” the other scout managed to cry, running as fast as he could to the other side, not really attempting to dodge bullets, more concerned with arriving on the other side alive. The three finally made it to the other side, panting. Lead Scout stood above the three, “Alright, not bad…but not great. Next time don’t just sit there and wait, you’re a perfect shot for a sniper if you’re standin’ still. You just gotta keep on moving!” He waved his hand, motioning for them to follow him, and jogged off. “…that actually wasn’t that bad…” Scout contemplated out loud as he followed Lead Scout. The other scout just breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he made it alive. “Dude…this is nuts,” Shy looked at the other two, “earlier today I was stuck with this same guy and we did some Pyro avoidance training…” he shivered a bit. “ Ugh…” “…oh wow, I haven’t done that yet…” the other scout murmured. “It really ain’t that difficult,” Scout remarked. He has also done the Pyro training. “Just stay out of range of their fire and they’re toast.” He snickered at his own comment. “…yeah, that’s basically it...” Shy rubbed his nose. “Did get a bit burnt but eh…” The other scout’s jaw dropped at that last comment. The group reached the locker building, which was basically a large building for all the Scout’s lockers and a shower area. “Alright guys, head to the showers then to the mess hall for lunch. We’ll meet up after lunch at 2 for some heavy dealing lessons.” He smiled at the other three. “Good work this morning, guys. It’s only gonna get tougher…” he praised as he walked into the lead scouts’ part of the locker room. “…HOO boy, Heavies…” Scout sighed. “Well…that’s gonna be good fun…being tackled by huge Russian guys…” Shy said sarcastically. “…with big guns…” the other scout added. The three walked into the trainee’s part of the locker room, a blast of noise hitting them as they entered; it was full of scouts in various degrees of undress, all talking, yelling, and horsing around with one another. Shy went a bit red from seeing all the naked lithe bodies, not out of embarrassment, and slowly walked to his locker. Scout, on the other hand, enjoyed the view; hopefully it doesn’t show, he snickered to himself. “…is it just me, or is all this training kinda fun?” Scout thought aloud as he opened his locker, breaking Shy’s trance. Shy opened up his locker and pulled out a towel. “…fun? I guess…it’s kinda growing on me…” he smiled a little. “…it’s not THAT fun…” the other scout muttered, sitting himself on the bench. Scout quickly took off all his clothes, now completely naked, and pulled a towel out of his locker. “Oh c’mon, you gotta enjoy the thrill of SOME of this!” Shy eyed the now naked Scout, feeling his cheeks heat up a little. He got naked quickly and wrapped his towel around his waist. “Well, yeah! It just takes a bit of time to get used to it, I guess…" “C’mon guys, we’d better hit the showers before they’re all taken…” Scout dashed off, almost slipping and falling in the process. “…I’m just gonna wait until you’re all done…” the other scout mumbled, still sitting on the bench with most of his clothes on. “Everything’s a rush here…” Shy followed Scout, and turned toward the other one. “Alright man, if that-woah!” He grabbed Scout’s arm, catching him before he fell. “Dude, seriously. Running on wet floors?” He raised an eyebrow. Scout gave Shy a sheepish smile, standing himself back up. “Heh, we’re in a hurry?” “I guess…” The two arrived at the showers, full of naked scouts everywhere; Shy’s face was glowing visibly red. Scout noticed Shy’s flustered look. “What, you’ve never seen naked people before?” he smirked at him. “…huh? Oh, no! No…I’ve seen naked people, just…er…not this many…” He wasn’t going to admit that the scene somewhat turned him on, not feeling content with possibility of being the only gay scout in the entire camp. He looked away and took off his towel, stepping into the only free shower. Scout looks around and softly whistled. “…yeah, there are quite a few…” He followed Shy to his shower head, it being the least crowded one. “I really didn’t think that there would be this many…” Shy stood under the hot water, sighing loudly as he felt his tension wash away. Scout crossed his arms and stood next to Shy. “I guess there’s a huge demand for us…” he stated matter-of-factly, knowing the life expectancy of a Scout wasn’t very high. “You know, that’s really worrying,” Shy looked at Scout, “all those other Scouts, never coming back from those battles…” “Yeah, well, I guess we’ll have to work extra hard to say alive, won’t we?” He smiled. Shy smiled back, liking Scout’s view on things. “Yeah, I guess so…” He leaned into the water, scrubbing his short hair. “But a part of me feels a little out of place here,” he laughed a little. “Most of the guys here are so…macho and in your face.” Scout chuckled with him; it was well known that this scout wasn’t as rowdy as the others. “Hehe, yeah, it’s true. Show who’s boss and all that shit.” “…yeah, the fuckin’ swearing everywhere too. And the mess hall…you can’t even hear yourself think.” Shy chuckled, and then noticed that Scout was just standing there. “…you gonna get under the water or what?” “Nah, I’ll let you have your chance first.” Shy felt bad for hogging all the water, and moved over to the side. “…you can go under now, if you want?” Scout chuckled as he moved under the hot water, sighing contently. “Thanks.” Shy smiled a little when Scout moved in closer. “No problem…” He still got a spray of the water, and noticed how much they looked alike, that nice, lean, toned body… Scout started lathering up. “Mmm, man, we shower like what, three, four times a day?” Shy caught himself staring and shook himself out of his trance. “Huh? Uh…oh yeah, we do get pretty dirty by the end of every training. I wouldn’t like to imagine the smell of a hundred of us stinking up the joint,” he smirked. He raised his arms over his head, arching his back as he stretched, not noticing that he blocked the water flow to Scout. “Warm water feels nice on the aches though…that’s probably another reason.” He smirked. “Yeah it does, now give me some.” “What?” Shy’s face turned red as he took the command completely out of context, pausing in the middle of his stretch. “Oh! The water! Sorry…” he stepped out of the shower and quickly grabbed his towel. “Heh, thanks…” Scout said as he is finishing rinsing himself off. Shy stood nearby, drying his body off first and then his head. He watched Scout rinse himself for a second longer before sighing and finishing toweling himself off. Before coming to the training camp, Scout worked with along side with spies, and along the way, he learned how to pick up details in his surroundings; he had noticed Shy checking him out, and he knew the meaning of that sigh. From this information, he decided he wanted to have a bit of fun. After he quickly finished rinsing off, he stepped out of the shower and grabbed his towel and caught up to Shy. “What was that sigh for?” Scout asked when they reached their lockers, smiling. “Huh?” Shy wasn’t expecting that question, and wrapped his towel around his waist. “Oh…that, it was nothing…” He shrugged and opened his locker. “Just getting used to it here amongst so many people different from me, don’t worry about it.” He smiled back. Scout chuckled, not bothering to wrap his towel around his waist. “Well, hopefully you find out that everyone here is a lot more similar than you think.” He opened his locker and rummaged out his clothes. “A lot more similar than you think?” Shy pulled out his pants. “What do you mean by that?” Scout started drying himself off. “Well, for starters, we all look eerily alike, don’t we?” “…yeah,” Shy smirked, “it’s a bit weird…” A bit weird that I’m getting turned on from looking at someone who looks just like me, Shy thought to himself. He pulled on his underwear just in case anything ‘arose’ to the occasion. Scout started drying off his legs, slower than he usually does. “And we all have similar personality traits.” He continued, getting more and more excited, “I mean, c’mon, aren’t you excited that someday, we’ll be jumping all over the place, dodging bullets, rockets, flames, and we wait for that perfect moment then BAM!!” Scout looked around when he shouted to see if anyone noticed, but he then realized that he was in a Scout locker room, of course no one would notice. “…you’ve just blasted the enemy’s face off,” he finished quietly, smirking. Shy laughed at Scout’s spiel and smirked back. “Hell yeah! It’ll be fuckin’ awesome that day when we’re out there, showin’ them what we’re made of.” He leaned back against his locker, watching the other dry himself off… “…OK, we’ve all got similar things going on, but it don’t mean we all ain’t different in some…manners.” “Oh, I sure hope so!” Scout finished drying off the rest of his body and threw the towel aside. “We can’t be clones; I’ve never met you in my life.” He laughed at his last comment and started rummaging in his locker, pretending to find a pair of underwear. “…hm, where are they…” he muttered to himself as he leaned in, his ass sticking up in an attempt to reach in deeper. …damn, his ass looks good sticking up like that, bent over like it’s ready to be pounded…Shy thought…Fuck, what’s he trying to do? “We’ve all had different experiences in our past,” Scout continued, his voice coming out slightly muffled from his locker, “we all like different foods, different music, different people…” He leaned back out slightly and stealthily watched the other scout’s reaction as he said that last phrase. Shy suddenly realized that Scout was still talking. “…y-yeah…I know I have different tastes in people compared to most scouts’…” He was caught off guard from the last statement, too entranced staring at Scout’s fine ass. “Ah, here we go!” he stated triumphantly and pulled out a clean jockstrap. ”But it’s always nice to be around people that are similar to you, ya know?” He pulled on the jockstrap and adjusted the two bands with a snap against his asscheeks; he noticed Shy’s face turn a shade redder. “I used to—well actually, I guess I still do—work with spies,” Scout continued casually, “and they work so differently than we do. There's...so much more energy here…” He pulled on the rest of his clothes. “C’mon, let’s get ready for…lunch? Training? I forgot which…” he sheepishly grinned. Shy started to put on the rest of his clothes, pausing when he heard Scout talk about working with spies. “Spies? How’d you end up getting to work for them?” He pulled on his shirt and then started wrapping his hands. “We have lunch for an hour, then Dealin’ with Heavies 101.” “Ah, it’s a long story, but basically, they saved my life…” He waited for Shy to get dressed. “C’mon, we don’t have all day!” Shy laughed and quickly finished dressing. “Alright alright…don’t get your jockstrap in a knot.” He smirked. “…race ya to the mess hall? ReadyGO!” He took off before giving Scout a chance to reply, speeding off towards the cafeteria. “Sonofa-” Scout smirked and dashed off after him.
~ The two returned to the locker building after their last training session of the day, covered in mud, sweat, and blood. Dealing with heavies was not as easy as it sounds they found out quickly, but they had the rest of the evening to hang out, eat, and most importantly, recover. “…fuckin’ fat man BIT me!” Shy groaned as they walked into the building, showing Scout his arm with teeth marks, “goin’ on about how I stole his fuckin’ sandwich or somethin’…God dammit I hope I don’t get rabies or somethin’…” He continued cursing as they walked to their lockers. “And I swear to GOD he was feelin’ me up or something,” he then mimicked the heavy really badly, “COME HERE LITTLE MAN I WON’T HURT YOU MUCH,” he grumbled, “fucker…” Scout tried hard to not laugh at Shy’s rant while taking off his now very soiled clothes. “…you stole the heavy’s sandwich? Why the hell would you do that?” “I didn’t get enough at lunch, man…” he defended himself. “And he was just sitting there eatin’ it.” He shrugs and smirks at Scout. “He won’t be missin’ it now…” He took of his shirt and started unwrapping his hands. Scout had to laugh at that point. “No wonder you got the ‘special’ treatment” He took of his pants and jockstrap in one go. “Uugh, at least you didn’t get thrown off…” He stretched out his entire body, raising his hands to the ceiling and leaning back, an audible crack coming from his back. “Ow, my spine…” “I heard that crack,” Shy smirked. He was definitely not that shy now; a little bloodlust always brought people out of their shells. He took off his pants and stood their naked, a bit bruised and covered with dry mud and blood. “Stupid fat men…so annoying dealing with them…” he rolled his eyes and stuffed his dirty clothes in a nearby laundry bin. “Seriously. I can’t imagine what they’d be like if a Medic was near them…” Scout replied as he grabbed a towel and walked toward the showers. Shy shuddered at the thought, also grabbing a towel and following Scout. “I heard a team who had that training today. God, so many broken bones…The medics around here have their work cut out for them…” “Can’t wait for that…” Scout rolled his eyes. He turned on a showerhead; the showers were not nearly as crowded as last time, but there were still quite a few Scouts around. “Man, I wonder how they get all the other classes to help us train.” Shy turned on a showerhead next to Scout’s. “No fuckin’ idea man…it’s just to prepare us for battle…” He smirked as he looked around, checking out a few very nice naked scouts; he was tired, and didn’t really care, or really notice, at the moment if someone caught him staring. Scout noticed Shy checking out the other scouts, however. “It’s awfully nice of them to volunteer…” he began, “…well, they probably get paid though…aaaah…” He faced Shy and stood under the hot showerhead, letting the water relax his muscles, rubbing dirt and grime of his face, then his chest and abs. Shy grinned a little and started lathering up. “Yeah and maybe they have to do it for their training too?” He turned around and blinked, watching Scout rub himself up. “…need this?” he asked quietly, holding out a soap bar. All that water rinsing away the grime, it was an interesting sight to say the least… Scout was in his own world, enjoying the water relax his body, and almost didn’t notice Shy talking to him. Almost. “Oh, yeah, that’ll be nice…” He reached to grab the bar, purposefully squeezing it harder than he needed to; the bar ended up slipping out of his hand, landing behind him. “Goddammit…” He turned around and bent over to pick it up. “Oh…fuck me…” Shy muttered to himself as he watched Scout bend over, showing off his incredibly fine ass. He felt his cock twitch and harden a little. “…y-you ok over there?” Shy asked as he leaned over, more to get a better view than out of concern… Shy didn’t know it, but Scout heard his mutterings. “Yeah, I’m fine…ah, here we go…” He tried to pick up the bar again, but it slipped out of his hands again, this time not on purpose. “Aw shit…” He went chasing after the bar, and finally returned to his showerhead with the soap, lathering himself up. “Slippery little critter…” Shy flustered a bit, biting his lip to suppress a groan; fuck that was hot. “H-heh…yeah…” His hands crept down his body to his groin, trying to hide his growing erection with his hand and the lather. “Oh yeah, that feels a LOT better…” Scout can feel the exhaustion wash away with the dirt and grime from the soap. He noticed Shy standing rather awkwardly, covering himself up. “…hey, you OK over there?” “Just fine…” Shy quickly responded. Dammit, why won’t it go down, Shy thought, not now…He groaned a little and lent his head against the tiled wall, the water hitting his head and running down his back. “…okay…” Scout said, a little skeptically; time to have fun, Scout thought to himself…He rinsed of without saying anything further, walked out, grabbed his towel, and headed toward his locker. Shy heaved a sigh after Scout left and waited a few moments longer to soften up. He then washed himself down before walking out, toweling himself off in the process. When Shy arrived, Scout had already dried himself off and was putting on a jockstrap. He remained silent as he continued to get dressed, not looking up as Shy stood next to him. Shy looked over at Scout, wondering why he was so quiet…he decided to break the silence. “…so, do you wanna get somethin’ to eat maybe?” Scout remained silent and ignored Shy’s question, instead shifting his eyes around to see if anyone was nearby. He then leaned close to Shy’s ear and whispered rather menacingly, “…you’re a faggot, aren’t you?” Shy quickly turned his head around to face Scout, eyes wide, when he heard the question asked in such a nasty tone. His mouth opened for a second, but nothing coming out. “W-what makes you say that…?” he finally managed to say, backing away from Scout, looking defensive…he can’t be like that, he can’t be like the other bastards… Scout narrowed his eyes as he stepped toward Shy, keeping his voice dangerously low, “…remember when I said I work with spies? Well, I learned how to be…aware of my environment from them. Like hearing everything you’ve said, or noticing where your…eyes were wandering…” He put on his shirt, growling at the other scout, “Get your clothes on. Now.” Spite was in Shy’s eyes as he grabbed his clothes and quickly put them on. “Fuck off, asshole…” he muttered as he put on his shoes, “I don’t need to be accused of that shit…” Why is he acting like this to me, he thought, God he must hate faggots, this is the last time I trust anyone… Scout suddenly took out his bat out of his locker and poked Shy in the chest a few times with it. “I’d watch what you say before someone REALLY gets hurt…” “W-what the fuck! What the hell are you doing?!” Shy slunk back as Scout waved the bat in his face. Scout suddenly grabbed the other’s arm. “We’re going to have a little…discussion…” he proceeded to drag Shy out of the locker room, his bat in the other hand, Oh god he’s gonna beat me to death, Shy frantically thought…he heard this kind of shit happened in Scout Training but he would’ve never guess it would happen to him… “Fuck man, just let me go, I don’t wanna discuss anything that involves a bat…!” “Outta may way!” Scout barked at the other scouts in the way, waving his bat around to show that he was serious. He was an inch or two taller than Shy, giving him a strength advantage, so dragging the other scout wasn’t too difficult. “YOU,” he pointed his bat at Shy’s face, “will be quiet…” Shy recoiled at the bat waving in his face; his mind was racing, oh fuck he’s gonna hit me in front of everyone, they’ll join in, beating me to death, until I can taste and smell blood, this bastard is insane, living with spies must’ve made him nuts, those weird creepy fucking assholes, what is he going to do to me, oh god please don’t kill me… Instead, Scout dragged Shy out of the locker room; he wanted to be alone with him, and he knew a good place. They continued through the base, past the dorms where a number of scouts were loitering around. A few snickered at the sight of Scout dragging Shy along; some even cheered Scout on, that is until Scout gave them a murderous look. They continued to walk around the water treatment building, a large building at the center of the base, off to one side. Shy started struggling again, not liking where they were headed…suddenly he was jerked to the ground, a bat in his face. “You want to stop here?” Scout threatened. Shy whimpered, and Scout continued walking, dragging Shy behind. They trudged past the artillery shed, the final destination being the corner of the base, behind the building where no one was around, mostly because trainees aren’t allowed here. There was fencing here, marking the boundary of the base from the vast grassland beyond Scout threw Shy onto a grassy patch into the corner of the fence and stood over him, bat in hand. Instinctively, Shy held his hands above his head, whimpering, ready to be bashed by the metal bat. A million thoughts were running through his head now; God just get it over and done with, don’t just stare at me, just hit me already, knock me out so I don’t feel the pain...! “Just do it already you fucker!” Shy manage to cry out, angry and terrified. Scout’s lips curled in to a cruel smile as he raised his bat over his head. “…any last words…?” Shy’s eyes widened when he saw Scout’s evil looking smile. “Yo-you’re a fucking asshole! You have no fucking right! You faggot…!” he spat out. “Just do it now and take me out! You fucking bastard…” He was on the verge of tears at this point, petrified with fear and anger, his eyes screwed shut, waiting for the first blow… Scout listened to the other scout spewing profanities at him, his bat still above his head. He held this menacing position for a second longer… …And he tried to keep himself composed but it was…too…much… “…ppppppppfffffffffttttttt…” He started snorting, then laughing, then laughing so hard that he dropped his bat and fell to the ground, rolling around, laughing like a maniac. “AAAAHAHAHAAHAHAHA OH SHIT AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH…!!!!” Shy stayed scrunched up, expecting pain at any moment…but then he heard…laughter? He slowly lowered his arms and saw Scout laughing like crazy, rolling around on the ground…what…what is going on…? “…What the FUCK is your problem, buddy?” He started getting pissed when Scout continued to laugh. “You dragged me out here to get bashed and you just LAUGH?” Shy’s outburst only made Scout laugh longer and louder, tears forming in his eyes. After a few more minutes of rolling around, he finally started to calm down, “Oh hohoho, hahahaha, aaahhh…” he took a deep breath, “Oh man, that was too much fun…” He was lying on his back, grinning up at the other scout. Shy looked hurt as he stood up and walked around Scout, who was now finished with his laughing fit. “…forget you asshole, I’m getting outta here…” “Aw c’mon, stay!” Scout grabbed Shy’s leg, smiling cheekily at him. “…was I convincing?” “Of course you were fuckin’ convincing! I thought my fuckin’ head was gonna get bashed in!” Shy was still pissed at Scout, but didn’t attempt to pull out of Scout’s grasp, instead crossing his arms. “Why should I stay with you? I’ve had enough of being threatened ‘cause of how I am…” “That’s good,” Scout giggled as he stood up. “Another thing I picked up from working with the spies was deception, and from what I got outta you, I must be gettin’ pretty good at it.” Scout grinned, placing his hands on Shy’s shoulders. “By the way, you never really answered my question…” Shy looked at the hands on his shoulders. “…what question?” he growled, not sure whether to trust him. Scout then gently pushed Shy against the building, and gave him a peculiar smile. Not a cruel smile this time but…evil? Mischievous? “…are you a faggot?”
Shy was about to fight back until he heard the question. He looked into Scout’s eyes, unable to say anything, and then turned away, flustered. “…Yes…I am. You happy now?” Scout slowly started to lean closer. “No wonder you’re so…shy…” he chuckled. “You know, I saw how you looked at me when you thought I wasn’t looking…I heard what you said when you thought I wasn’t listening…I noticed the little things you did around me when you thought I wouldn’t catch on…” He was now whispering in Shy’s ear, “…you want me, dontcha?” Shy snorted through his nose; this guy’s a freak, scaring the shit out of me, then pins me up against a wall…asking me questions…god his breath was hot… “You do that shit to me…then you ask me such a faggy question…” He smirked a little; suddenly it clicked. “…you’re just another faggot, ain’tcha?” Scout chuckled a little. “Hehe, you’re a smart one…” he cooed as he lightly licked the base of Shy’s jaw line. “You know, I’ve done it with many other guys before,” Scout whispered, feeling the other’s face get warmer as he continued to lightly lick along his jaw line. Shy shivered when he felt that tongue, oh god…this guy, what is he doing… “…and they all seem to…relish me…” Lick. Oh god, he’s licking me, my face must be bright red by now… “I could never figure out why…” Lick. Oh…oh his tongue is so wet and hot… “…but being at this camp, watching all the other scouts…” Lick. “…I can see the attraction…” Scout has licked up to Shy’s chin by this point and is now face to face with him, barely a centimeter away. “I’ve had dirty thoughts, like I’m sure you’ve had, but I’m much more capable of keeping it in my pants…” He smirked as he released his hold on one shoulder, slowly tracing his free hand down Shy’s chest, lightly stroking a nipple through the shirt. “A…Aaahhh…I…” Oh his hand! Where’s it going, oooh, it feels nice… “But I’ve always been curious, and now…” He licks Shy’s nose, “here’s my chance…” Scout slowly leaned in, his lips barely brushing the other’s lips… Ah my nose! “I…I’m not someone that you can just use…for your own curiosity…” he muttered, eyelids lowering, almost kissing him when he felt those lips… Scout paused, just millimeters away from the other’s lips, and chuckled, “…I’m sure this is not just for MY own curiosity…” He starts leaning in again, slowly taking Shy’s mouth…mmm, he tastes good… Shy felt himself leaning into the kiss; Scout tasted so…different, so nice… “Mmnnn…” His arms fell down and wrapped around Scout, holding him tightly against his own body, his tongue expertly ravishing Scout’s; Shy wasn’t new to this, he’s also been with other guys before. “Mmmmm…” This guy knew how to kiss; must not be his first time, Scout chuckled to himself as he tongue-wrestling the other. He let go of his other hand on Shy’s shoulder and slowly wrapped it around Shy’s back, slowly tracing a line down his back with his fingers until they reached Shy’s ass, where Scout gave a light squeeze. His other hand continued working on the same nipple. Shy groaned in Scout’s mouth when he felt that squeeze; this guy knows what he’s doing, Shy thought, those expert hands teasing his nipple and ass… “Aahhh…” Shy leaned back from Scout, licking those well-shaped lips, his hands running down Scout’s back, fingers now at Scout’s belt, running his hand around the buckle… “You are very good…” he smirked, “how many have you been with?” Scout smirked back. “Quite a few, and you? You’re not too bad yourself…” God damn his ass was nice, no wonder the spies he works with were so into his…The hand that was teasing Shy’s nipple started to slowly trail down, Scout relishing the tight muscle underneath flexing to his touch. He then grabbed the shirt and gave it an upward tug. “I’ve been around…” he smirked, slowly removing the shirt for Scout, teasing him. “…you know, I really though I was the only one…” After his shirt was gone, he leaned in and started suckling at Scout’s neck, slowly unbuckling Scout’s belt. Scout admired Shy’s body as the shirt slowly came off. “…oooh…you’re definitely not the only here…nnngh!” He felt Shy’s lips on his neck, it felt so good… Scout wanted to take this further, suddenly twisting his body around and before the other scout can register what happened, they were lying in the same patch of grass Scout threw Shy in earlier, this time with Scout lying on top. “Ah…!” Shy gasped as he felt himself suddenly tumbling down. He breathed out a laugh and smirked, raising a brow, “Oh, like being on top?” He chuckled and pulls Scout’s top up and over his head; mmmnnn, being so close to that hot body turned him on even more…His hands went back to remove Scout’s belt. Scout chuckled back. “…you’re a lot less shy when you’re…intimate. And yes, I figure since I dragged you out here, I should get my way with you…” he grinned evilly. The shirtless body underneath him was warm and firm; he sat on the other’s stomach and used both hands to glide across Shy’s torso, stopping at the nipples and started rubbing and pinching them between his fingers. “Those spies…have taught you a lot. Makes me wish I had some prior training…” Shy muttered before groaning under the touch of Scout’s skillful hands. “Hmnn! F-fuck yes man!” He rocked his hips up slowly, shaky hands taking off his own belt. “Excitable, ain’tcha?” Scout smirked, feeling something hard rub against his ass when the other scout started rocking his hips. He got up from the other’s stomach so Shy could take of his pants, meanwhile leaning over to suckle one nipple, the flesh tasting sweet in his mouth. “M-maybe a little…” he smirked back, removing his pants completely, now laying there in his underwear with Scout licking his nipples. Oh god…he’d never thought this would happen… “…it’s been a little while…” he moaned to Scout’s teasing, his hands now entering Scout’s pants and stroking him through the jockstrap. “Mmmmmnnnngh…!” Scout moaned, nipple in mouth, those hands against his bulge making him feel so good…He started thrusting his hips into those hands while moving his head to work on the other nipple, a free hand continuing to tease the first. “A…ah! Yeah…like that…” Shy smirked, watching that tongue run over his erect nubs. He was really good at this, Shy thought, convinced that those spies must’ve shown Scout a few tricks… He chucked and continued to stroke Scout slowly…mmm, he was nice and hard… Scout let go of his hold on Shy’s nipples, evilly smirking. “Here, let me help you with that…” He stood up and shook of his pants and shoes, now wearing only his socks and his jockstrap. “How’s that? Like what you see?” He straddled Shy again and growled, “…I know you want this…” as he started grinding his bare ass into Shy’s crotch. “Aah…fuck man!” The sudden grinding was a surprise; Shy groaned, wrapping his hand tightly around Scout’s waist, guiding that nice tight ass. “Yeah I want your ass,” he grinned as he rocked his hips up. Scout grinned back, moaning slightly to the hardness rubbing against his backside. “…how much do you want it…” he hummed, bending over and kissing Shy before he could respond. Shy returned the kiss. Mnn, this is too good to be true…His underwear was making it hard for his cock to rub against that fine bare ass properly, so he grunted in the kiss as he pulled down his own jocks, releasing his aching erection now free to grind happily against Scout’s firm ass. Scout suddenly felt something hot and hard slap against his behind. “Haha, eager are we?” he smirked. “Tell me,” he said as he licked the other’s lips, “how much do you want to be in me…” “Mnnn, perhaps…how much?” Shy gave Scout a quizzical look. “Fuckin’ a, man! I didn’t think I’d have to answer 20 questions to fuck your tight hole!” He bounced his hips up, his cock sliding in Scout’s crack. “Well, I’d like to fuck you a lot…” he decided to answer. He bounced Scout again, this time pulling Scout’s body close, his cock teasing the entrance. “But I should be askin’ you…how much you want my dick…” he smirked. Scout moaned when Shy’s dick was rubbing against his hole. He perked his eyebrows at the last comment, looking directly into the other scout’s eyes, “…how about this much?” He spat into his hand and started stroking Shy’s dick, slicking it up. “Aah, fuck yes…” he groaned, feeling the wet hand against his dick, thrusting into it before using one hand to position it against Scout’s hole. Another hand gripped Scout’s waist, suddenly pushing him down on his spit-covered dick. “Ummph! Fuck man…” he grunted, feeling himself enter Scout. “Nnngh! Oh fuck!” Scout wasn’t expecting to be plummeted /quite/ so early, and the thrust was a little drier than he liked, but as it continued to slide in and out, it became easier and easier. “Ooooooh shit, yeah, just like that…” He adjusted his jockstrap to relieve his aching erection from the pouch. “Mnn yeah! You’re tight…uh uhmmm! Fuck yes!” he moaned as he started to bounce Scout on his dick, guiding him with his hands. “Aah! Ooh…I…get that…a lot…fuck!” Shy’s dick was now easily sliding in and out, Scout moaning in time with every bounce. “S-shit man, yeaahh, bounce just like that, aah!” A trembling hand moved down from Scout’s hip to stroke his weeping erection. “Oooh…fuck yeah…” Scout moaned when he felt a hand grip his aching cock. Scout stopped bouncing at this point, kneeling down and spreading his legs a little wider to let the other thrust up into him. He leaned forward and embraced Shy’s mouth once again. Shy loved the feel of Scout’s kisses, eagerly sliding his tongue back into Scout’s warm tasty mouth. “Mnnnph!” he moaned, pounding hard up into his companion, loving how warm it felt around him, picking up the pace, wanting them to both feel good. Shy worked on Scout’s cock in time with this thrusts, fingers running up and down the shaft, playing and teasing the head every now and again, feeling the precum slowly leak out. “Mmph! Mmph!” Scout groaned into the other’s mouth, Shy’s cock hitting that one spot every time, and with every thrust the head of his dick would rub against Shy’s hard, ripped abs; Scout would slightly thrust his hips in rhythm just so he could frot against the firm muscle. Shy was breathing hard out of this nose, and then broke the kiss to cry out in pleasure. “Ahh fuck! Oh yeah yeah! Shit! Take it, you love it don’t you?” He smirked a little and before Scout could answer, Shy flipped them over so he was on top. He pounded harder and harder into that tight beckoning warmth, deciding to be polite by moving his hand around to stroke Scout’s leaking cock. “I’m gonna make you cum so hard…” he stated, nipping and kissing at Scout’s sweaty neck. “…shit!” Scout barely registered the change in position, loving the hot, slick hardness sliding in and out of his hole, hitting that pleasure spot every time, crying out with every thrust. “Ah! Oh fuck! Nnngh!” Shy matched Scout’s cries, their yells echoing in the air along with the noises of slick flesh against each other. “Oh…oh god yes…Fucking hell uuhghhh!” Shy was getting close, thrusts increasing in speed, the strokes on the other’s dick gaining in speed as well. Scout felt like he was getting pounded into the ground, gripping onto the grass underneath him to hold himself steady, tightly wrapping his legs around the other’s waist, wanting him to go deeper, harder, oh god, anything for more… “Nngh! Aah! Aah! Fuck!...” Every thrust was made to please, made to hit that spot that made the other squeal. Oh god, this is the best he’s ever had, Shy thought, oh…oh this is so good… “FUCK! Uh Uh Uhhh!...Shit…shit…I’m close!” He was breathing hard, rolling those lithe hips into Scout as hard as he could, his hand hot and sweaty as he stroked Scout’s throbbing cock. Scout heard the groans from above, driving him closer and closer to the edge… “Aah! Fuck! C’mon, harder! Give it to me! Fuck me hard! Aah! Ooh!” He didn’t care how loud they were, freely letting out cries of pleasure, the other scout matching his efforts, noises echoing from the building out into the open field. “Fuck man! I’ll pound you hard all right, I’ll pound you so you so hard you’ll be so fuckin’ sore…Uhhh shit! Shit!” He leaned over and breathed harder, lifting Scout’s hips up so each thrust filled him completely. “Yes! Yess! Fuck yes!” He gave a shuddered groan “…so fuckin’ close…!” “Rrraah! Yeah! Oh fuck yeah! Harder! C'mon! Oh shit, yeah, like that!” Scout was starting to lose vision every time Shy pounded, no, RAMMED, into Scout, and he can't imagine being happier... “C'mon! Let it all go! Give it to me, I can take it! Harder! Nngh!...” “You fuckin’ slut! Taking a pounding like this…!” Shy felt sweat dripping down his nose as he rolled his hips around, feeling Scout tighten every time he hit that spot inside of him. “Fuck yes, yess! I'll give you all of it! You want it hard and fast! Uhhgh! Ohhh yeah!” He felt his cock twitch, but Shy held on; he wanted this moment to last as long as possible. “Ooh! Fuck you! You’re as much—ah!—of a slut—ah!—as I am—ah! Aah! Oh, fuck yes!” Scout was nearing the edge, his groans and cries growing louder and louder… “Oooh! OOOH…OOOOH…!” “Ah...Aahhh~ Hah! F-fuck! FUCKK!” Shy was close, oh god he was close, please just a little long- “…SHIT!” He couldn’t hold it in any longer as he yelled at the top of his lungs, “YES! AAHHHHhhhh~” He gave a few more harsh thrusts and cummed deep inside Scout, filling the man underneath him to the brim, his hand still working on Scouts cock, stroking hard, the noise of their love making echoing along with their cries. “Oh...FUCK!!!” Scout felt hot liquid wash his insides, pushing him over the edge as he felt his ass tighten around that hard cock. “AAH!! OOOH! FUUUCK...!!!” His vision blacked out as he released his load for what felt like forever, cumming and cumming, all over his face and chest... Shy was breathing hard, shivering at Scout tightening around him, watching the youth underneath him cum all over himself. It was an awesome sight to see. He gave a few more thrusts before leaning over and licking the cum off Scout’s face. It didn't taste half bad. There was a smirk before he leaned forward for a long kiss. It was a good five to ten seconds before Scout came too, breathing hard. He felt the other lick the cum off his face; he licked his lips and tasted himself as well, deciding it was ok. “Haaaah...oh, FUCK yeah...” He embraced the kiss, feeling like he was soaring, floating in the sky, the sun warm on his body... “THAT was fuckin' awesome...” he said after the long kiss, smirking a little as well; it had been a while since he had a good fuck. He slowly pulled himself out, feeling the warm wetness of his cum going everywhere. “Geez man, you were loud,” he chuckled. Scout just lay there, feeling something warm leak out of his abused, but happy, asshole after Shy pulled out. “...fuck...yeah...” he managed to breathe out. Shy looked down at the panting Scout, giving a smile at him before leaning down and spoke huskily, “Just imagine...we’ve got about another 3 weeks to do things like this.” He chuckled. “You can be on top next...we’ll be takin' turns how’s that sound?” Scout smiled at the thought. “Yeah…that sounds good...but for now...” He pulled the other down close, holding Shy’s body against his own, and their lips embraced. Shy moaned into the kiss, relishing in it as they lay on the cooling grass, the sun setting, the time passing them by…
Fappin' forever.Amazing prons. Mr.X you're a genie arse.
You guys.This fic has been reposted two times already. While I am flattered that you all really liked my writing, please look around the board before you repost my stuff. In fact I posted everything I wrote in one thread the instant the new Chan was up and running.
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