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All the usual disclaimers stand - the characters and events of this story are entirely fictional and ever part is played by an actor over the age of 18 (or 21, whatever it is where you are). Don't read this story if you are offended by the idea of teenage boys engaging in sexual acts with each other.
Thanks for everyone who suggested a truth question or a dirty dare for the lads to do. I'm sorry if I don't manage to include yours but I'll put in as many as I can (and as many as would make sense within the context of the story). The truth and dare session will be spread across the next two chapters.
Gaining Silver - Chapter 8
Oliver and I walked hand-in-hand for the majority of the remaining journey, when it allowed us too of course. There were parts when he, and the other boys, had to help me get up or down a rocky surface or other styles in between fields. My ankle was sore for pretty much the whole of the time but at least it didn't appear to be getting any worse.
After several hours of travel (and notably longer than we had originally planned to take) we arrived at the location that we were going to use for our next campsite. Looking around, we'd been right to pick this one. The whole point of doing the expedition part of the Duke of Edinburgh award is to be out in nature and away from civilisation. I'd heard tales of groups who had deliberately deviated from their routes just so that they could go to the shop for food or find the nearest McDonalds. I mean, I know that this was just out practice one so we couldn't really fail the award by not following the rules this time but we wanted to do it properly.
Given the pain in my ankle, the lads didn't think it was a good idea for me to go out and gather firewood so I stayed at base and tried my best to help David put up the tent. I don't think I was much use though to be honest. Not because of my ankle - I was getting around ok on it. No, I wasn't much use because David kept deliberately teasing me or feeling me up every time I was trying to do something. His hands would cup my bum as I tried to lift something. He'd grind his cock against me whenever I bent over to pick something up. Then, when I called him on it, he'd play the fool and just smile innocently at me. In truth, I was kind of enjoying it. Not just because there was a sexy boy feeling me up, although that was part of it, but because David and I hadn't really gotten to spend much time together. In fact, the longest that I think I spent with him in one go was when I was wanking his cock for him!
Despite David's interference, it wasn't too long before the tent was up and the pair of us settled down onto the ground around where we were going to build our new campfire. As I started to clear the space and build up a small outer ring, David sat down next to me and did something I wasn't expecting him to: he removed his shoes.
The effect on me was instant. I don't know why and I'd never really thought about feet before this morning but the smell of David's sweaty socks was starting to turn me on just as it had when I'd picked up another pair of his this morning. I could feel myself getting hard as I tried to sort out the fire. He didn't say anything about taking his shoes off and just carried on chatting to me about other things but all I could think about was the sweaty scent working its way to my nose and sending electric signals down to my hardening cock.
I looked up at him and was greeted by his smirking sexy face. He knew exactly what he was doing and the fact that I'd just looked up at him, blushing like a tomato, had confirmed his suspicions about me and what I was into. He started to wiggle his toes within his socks and my eyes immediately darted over to them. We were interrupted just as he looked like he was about to say something and I couldn't decide whether I was happy about that or disappointed.
"Hey guys! We've got all the firewood we need." Oliver and Luke had been really quick, which was good because it was quite late in the day and the night was quickly setting in. It didn't take long for us to get the fire up and running and for David and Oliver to start cooking the evening meal for us all. That gave Luke and I the chance to talk after what had happened this morning.
We started with just a little small talk about the expedition and the other two lads but the conversation quickly quietened after both of us refused to acknowledge the elephant in the room. "So..." Luke said after more than just a few moments of silence. "I'm really sorry!" I blurted out. I don't know why but I assumed that the reason that Luke wasn't talking about what had happened between us was because he regretted it and felt like I'd pushed him to do it. Nothing could be further from the truth. "No! You have no need to be. It's me that should be sorry," he said to me, speaking softly as we sat around the edge of the camp, "I was acting like an idiot and then I practically guilted you into... well... you know..." "Sucking your dick," I finished the sentence for him and, for the first time, we verbally acknowledged what had taken place between us. "Yeah," he paused for a moment, "I shouldn't have tried to make you feel bad about what you were doing with Oliver and David." "You didn't," I told him, "I didn't do that for you because I felt guilty. I mean, I guess I did feel guilty a little bit but not because of how you were acting but because I felt like I'd be taking advantage." He looked at me for a second, a confused look spread across his face: "What do you mean?" The surprise was clear in my voice: "You mean you don't know?" A frown crossed my friend's face and he slowly shook his head.
This was it. Part of me wanted to stop there and just play it off as something else but, if Luke and I were going to have any sort of friendship after all of this was over, I needed to be honest with him. "For a long time now, I've had a crush on you." The words hung heavily in the air and he didn't say anything. I, of course, panicked and let my mouth start running off with me: "I mean... I know you're straight and that nothing would ever happen. I'm not saying this because I want something between us or anything like that and I mean... it's not like I think about you all the time or anything..." I couldn't stop my babbling. Everything inside me was screaming for me to shut up but my mouth just wouldn't obey: "We're just friends and that's totally amazing and I don't want you to think that I expect anything now just because of what happened in the forest. I mean, it's all..." Luke stopped me from speaking by bursting into a fit of laughter. I froze and he didn't try to say anything until he'd regained control of his breathing. "Jesus Joe, it's ok," he said, "I guess I figured that out with what happened before. Look, I am straight and so I can't tell you that anything other than friendship is going to happen here but..." He paused, leaving me hanging on the rest of the sentence. But what? He took a deep breath. "But I guess I'm not against having a bit of... fun now and then. If you wanted, that is."
What the actual fuck? Was this real? My best friend, correction my straight best friend, just told me that he'd be happy to have me, the guy who has been lusting after him for years, play around with his dick every now and then. I mean, I know there is the whole rumour that gay guys do it better but I never thought for a second that a straight lad like Luke would go for an arrangement like this. Of course, I played it off as cool as possible and just replied to him with a "Yeah, maybe."
"Hey guys!" David called to the pair of us from his crouched position by the fire, "Food's ready!" Luke smiled at me before standing up, helping me to get up and get steady on my feet and walking down to where the two other boys were waiting for us. We could have spoken more about what had happened and there was certainly a level of analysis that we just didn't even touch but I think we'd said everything that needed to be said. To delve into it further would just make both of us more uncomfortable without there really being any true benefit to doing so. I guess it's helped me to further cement my new reality of me and Luke never really being a possibility. I was feeling a bit better about that: realising that you can't actually miss something too much when it was just an idea in your head rather than anything you had in reality. If I could keep Luke as a friend, I'd be happy. Especially when there was another boy who was occupying more and more of my attention and thoughts.
Oliver broke me out of my thought train when he sat next to me with his food, having brought mine over as well. He smiled and sort of bumped up against me - not hard enough to knock me over but enough to give me that boost I felt whenever we had any sort of physical contact. With every second I spent with the boy, I was becoming more and more attracted to him: his smile, his personality and, of course, his amazing body. I needed to give him a real chance and put this Luke stuff behind me.
Tea didn't last long - it was late in the day and we were all exceptionally hungry. However, by the time we'd finished, the light had disappeared and the sky was pitch-black. The only light we could see was that of our campfire; there wasn't even a single streetlight in the distance. The four of us retreated to our tent but none of us were really all that tired despite the long journey we'd had over the last two days.
You can tell where this is going and, of course, with still over half a bottle of vodka left, David quickly suggested that we continue our game of truth and dare from the night before. Looking around, all four of us seemed to be pretty up for it; I guess with each of us now knowing about the others' preferences, we were excited to see where this would take it. I know that I, for one, wasn't going to hold back on my dares or the questions I asked others.
Luke was the first to respond: "Sure, sounds like a good idea but I reckon we all need to take a shot to start with. You know, loosen us up a bit." I had to suppress my laughter. Of course the straight boy wanted to have a couple of drinks in him before the two gay boys and one bi lad started asking him to do dares. I hoped that playing this wasn't going to make him too uncomfortable but he certainly seemed up for it as he smashed his first shot of the night.
So, I figured that we'd start off slow, as we did last night, and build up towards the more intrusive questions or sexual dares. I was wrong. David, as the leader of this little activity, decided that I should go first. Not wanting to jump straight in to doing something until we were all a little more... relaxed (and a little tipsier), I elected to take a question. David decided not to hold anything back: "So now that you've played with all of our cocks, whose is the biggest?"
The tent erupted into laughter and I was pleased to see that Luke was laughing just as hard as everyone else. This obviously confirmed for him that the other two boys knew about what we'd done in the forest and, honestly, he didn't seem to mind judging from his response to the question. I, on the other hand, started to blush profusely. It was true: I'd seen all three of their dicks. Actually, I'd touched all three of their dicks. I'd not really thought about it like that before and I guess I did feel a little bit slutty as I thought about my answer. Let's be honest though guys, I didn't have to think for long: I had every single vein on each of their cocks committed to my memory so it didn't take much thought to tell them all that David had the biggest dick.
"Too fucking right!" he shouted out. The others weren't bothered - they had both seen him naked and knew that his dick was bloody huge but things definitely became a little more sexual when he started to outline his cock in his trackies and told everyone to take a good look at the biggest cock in the tent. As the last person to ask a question, it was David's turn to do something now and Oliver jumped right in there. "Well, if you're so proud of it then I dare you to get naked."
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