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Scout Jackpot 7
Tom Witherspoon let me write this story and we don't camp. I'm Jakob Visser from the Netherlands. I met Tom and Matt at Cape Agulhas, and they spent time at our holiday house in Gansbaai. We spent a day exploring the area and that evening we explored each other. I wanked daily thinking about our sensual evening together and couldn't wait for them to spend a week in December at our house.
I went down to the beach every day to swim and lie in the sun before it got too hot. I would spend time working on poetry for the rest of the day. My parents were set join me from Holland after Christmas.
I enjoyed observing a guy who came down to the beach just after me. He sometimes came with older people, but most times he was on his own. He had black hair and was about 5' 8" tall. He always smiled at me when he passed by. On the day I spoke to him he was lying on his stomach under a beach umbrella. I decided to approach him - not a very Dutch thing to do.
"Hi, I'm Jakob from the Netherlands. Are you on holiday here?"
The guy stood up dusting the loose beach sand off and stuck out his hand.
"I'm Joel Cohen, I live in Cape Town and I am visiting my parents who have retired here. I'm glad to meet you. I have seen you here and I'm sorry I haven't spoken to you before. I guess I was doing the big city anonymity thing. Can I get you a milkshake later?"
I accepted the offer and moved my towel next to his. Joel wasn't athletic nor did he look as fit as Matt or Tom, but he was a nice enough guy. His was wore cheerful looking floral baggies. He had just finished studying medicine in Cape Town and was doing his internship. He had grown up in Johannesburg and was a progressive Jew, but he wasn't religious anymore.
I noticed how Joel stared at my body and kept looking at my crotch. I told him about my studies in the Dutch language and that I was returning to Utrecht do a masters. I told him about the guys I'd met from Cape Town and that they were both Scouts. Joel sat up and told me that he was a Scout in Johannesburg and that he'd joined because of a friend.
Joel and I had milkshakes at a small beach café and I invited him up to our holiday cottage. I went into the room and changed and then joined him on the wooden deck. He was a fascinating person and told me all about his interest in sexuality and sexual development. He stopped for a moment and said:
"I don't mean to put you off Jakob. I hope you don't think I'm a pervert or something, but since a boy, I've reflected on desire and sex. My best friend when I was young was Thomas Hart, who is also a doctor now, and we did a lot of internet research and put what we learned into practice."
We left the discussion there because he had to get home to help his aged parents, and asked if he could visit again in the evening after supper.
He arrived at around eight with a good bottle of Cape wine in hand. We shook hands and sat next to each other on a couch in the lounge overlooking the ocean which was illuminated by the full moon. The rhythmic sounds of the waves crashing on the shore provided the background to our conversation. I wanted him to continue from where he left off in the afternoon.
We sat drinking the wine Joel bought and he told me of his sexual awakening as a boy when he was around ten. He lived in a condominium at the time, and he was best friends with Tom Hart (Tom has already shared this story on Nifty).
I attended the Jewish school in the neighbourhood, my family were progressive Jews and I had one sister. We went to Shul every Friday and were active in our synagogue. Tom and I had been friends since first grade and played computer games together, read the same books, and were both cubs in the Scout movement. Tom says that we were both called "know it all's" and competed academically, even though we attended different schools. We played tennis together at the condo where we lived and played squash. We were also both mad about cricket and knew everything about the sport.
Scouting was tricky for me, because the meetings were held on Friday nights, and I had to go to Shul. Tom would sometimes come to Shul with my family. I couldn't attend Scouts every Friday, but I was allowed to go to camps.
Tom's parents allowed him to sleep at my place on Saturday nights, and I would sleep at His place on the rare occasion. I had a TV in my room as well as an ensuite bathroom. Tom says that he liked me a lot and being close to me. He also said that he enjoyed studying my athletic body (then maybe). Our first sexual experience happened on one sleepover when we were around nine years old. We had just finished watching a Harry Potter movie, and we were lying in my double bed. The house was quiet once we switched off the TV. We lay there on our backs, and I took his hand, holding his hand sent an electrical impulse through my body. I asked him if he knew what masturbation was, and he confessed that he didn't and I then told him.
My cousin had shown me and said that it was fantastic. I stuck his hand into his pyjama pants and took hold of his dick which was hard. I told him to relax and then I started to wank him. It wasn't long before his body shuddered, and he came and experienced an incredible feeling.
He then took hold of my cut cock and slowly did what I did to me. I groaned with pleasure and my body trembled as I came. I leaned over and gave me a deep kiss. I had wanted to kiss him for ages, and this was such a good feeling. We moved closer and held each other. We kissed for a while and fell asleep in each other's arms. Tom had to get up early the next morning to go to Church with his parents.
That afternoon Tom came over to my house to talk. We decided to explore more about sex - we had a research project! Tom gave me another deep kiss. I told him that this was the start of something big, he then told me that we would have to keep this all secret and that my parents would kill me if they found out. In fact, over the next years, we did very little at his house.
I had got hard listening to the story. Joel had very few relationships after Tom. His mother tried to match him with many girls and the rabbi was also engaged in trying to find him a suitable partner. Joel explained that he had become more of an observer and watched relationships develop from the sidelines. I told him that he should try to engage more and become more involved. He laughed. Joel left after ten and we agreed to meet on the beach the next day.
We were on the beach early, and Joel dug his umbrella into the beach. The wind was strong, and he had to angle the umbrella to avoid it being swept away. Joel was wearing his floral baggies; I had a red pair of Speedos on, I enjoyed the feel of skimpy nylon, and to be honest, I was showing off a little. Joel and I continued our conversation, and I told him more about my own sex life, and how much I had enjoyed the encounter with Thomas and Matt. I explained that I thought that I was attracted to women and that I wasn't sure anymore.
Joel came home with me, and we swam in the plunge pool. The water was much warmer than in the sea and I enjoyed seeing Joel without clothes on. I don't think I'd ever seen a circumcised dick before. I removed my Speedo and swam naked. We stayed in the pool; for a while and then made some lunch; we were both just wearing our towels wrapped around us. I enjoyed the feeling of just wearing a towel, and after lunch, we drank a couple of beers. Joel left to take care of his parents.
The next morning, I was on the beach early waiting for Joel. He arrived a little later with his umbrella and sunscreen. I had forgotten to apply sunscreen and I asked Joel to apply the cream. He gently massaged the sunscreen onto my back, when I turned over for him to apply sunscreen on my stomach, I had an erection and my dick head stuck out of my Speedo. Joel blushed and continued to massage my chest.
"You have a beautiful body, Jakob, thanks for letting me get to know you a bit better."
I sat up and gave Joel a quick kiss.
Our swim in the plunge pool was different from the day before, we explored each other's bodies and kissed more deeply. Joel fondled my dick and I got to handle his cut dick. We dried each other and went to the bedroom. We played with each other's dicks, Joel played with my foreskin, and I licked up the precum Joel was producing. Joel had his finger up my arse and was massaging my prostate, and my dick was stiffening, and I'm sure I would have cum if I let him continue. We moved into a 69 position and sucked each other at the same time. We edged each other and tried to prolong the wonderful sensation. But I couldn't hold out any longer and I came in Joel's mouth. He then shot off in my mouth and I enjoyed the taste of his cum.
We both looked forward to the visit of Tom and Matt, and we hoped to spend a night camping out somewhere not too far.