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“Well Eagle Scouts, have you all had a good time these past two weeks?”
“Yeah!” they all yelled.
“Tonight’s our last night. Tomorrow it’s back to school or your summer
jobs and wearing those uncomfortable clothes.”
“Boooo!”
“Well, Luiz, the winner of today’s event, has thought up a special
treat for us to say goodbye to each other. You want to tell them Luiz?”
Luiz stood up and went over to the mess area. One of the large sauce
pans had been sitting near the fire to warm. He took off the lid and brought
it over to the group, walking carefully in his bare feet so as not to
spill anything.
“This is just to get things started,” he said. “Would everyone stand
up?”
The boys stood up in a row; five boys, five hard young bodies, five
unquenchable sexual appetites, and five erected cocks, ripe to bursting with
untold gallons of cream.
Luiz went from boy to boy and had them dip their hands in the warm
oil. Each smeared it on his neighbor’s back, chest, or legs. (They avoided
touching the other’s (or their own) cocks for fear of premature explosions.)
Luiz made the round several times until the pan was almost empty and
everyone’s naked body was shining and gleaming in the firelight. He put the
pan back near the fire.