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CHAPTER 4 – DAY 1
It was a warm Friday evening in June as 24-year-old Aaron drove his pickup truck with four boy scouts down a dry, dusty road. The road started on Aaron’s family’s property and extended several miles into the deep woods of the South. The F-150 truck lurched back and forth as Aaron negotiated potholes, rocks and other hazards on this decidedly unkept road. Aaron’s thoughts were hardly confined to the driving task at hand. Rather, Aaron couldn’t help but think about the two days that await him and the unsuspecting passengers. For all they knew, the scouts were visiting a familiar watering hole that they had each visited time and again. As they approached the end of their 4-mile drive, the seclusion was obvious. Surrounding a deliberately cleared out area with remnants of a campfire were trees 50-70 feet tall as far as the eye could see. The area was not as dense as a forest and thus dusk sunlight penetrated the leaf-covered treetops. Aaron parked the truck in near charred bricks that encompassed a 6-foot diameter campfire. Adjacent to the campfire lie a small clearing where tents were erected for sleep. While not obvious, a natural lake on the property stood some 150 yards down a well-marked path. No manmade structures adorned the site as the generations of family to occupy this land respected that nature should be the focus when here, not modern comforts.
The boys unpacked their gear from the bed of the truck and left behind the unknown contents of various bags Aaron packed. None of the boys asked what Aaron brought along. After an hour of being at the site, tents were erected, cooking pots were staged at the camp site and the boys took it upon themselves to gather wood and prepare to start a fire. By 8 p.m. the fire was hot, the sliced up hot dogs and beans were cooking and marshmallows were packed nearby for a tasty dessert. The four boys and Aaron sat around the camp fire, Aaron quieter than usual. He looked at each boy with an empty stare, taking in what he saw.
Colin
Colin was a 13 year-old boy who was big-time into soccer; he played as long as Aaron could remember and had strong legs, as strong as any 13-year-old’s. He wore a dull yellow t-shirt, long black gym shorts and Adidas flip flops. He didn’t care that flip flops were totally the wrong footwear for the woods. His blond hair was fairly long and straight and his bangs hung down over his eyes. Colin was constantly flicking his head to one side or the other to relocate his bangs. His complexion was clear, he wore braces and his frame was slim, but athletic.
David
David was also 13 and happened to be the first cousin to both Aaron and Skyler. David’s a true gamer nerd, but had some outdoor skills forced on him by his extended family and trips to the woods. It was Aaron who actually got David into scouting several years ago. He wore thin-rimmed glasses, had medium-length curly brown hair (almost like a Hobbit), worse a printed WoW t-shirt, tan cargo shorts, white heel socks and old Nike shoes. He was skinny like only a gamer nerd could be and had a few signs of adolescent pimples forming on his face.
Josh
Josh was 14 and was into baseball as much as Colin was into soccer. He even started to shave his arms after saw the high school pitchers talk about it. Nothing like emulating the older guys. The funny thing is – Josh barely had any hair on his arms to begin with. No matter. Aaron saw Josh wearing a button-up Texas Rangers baseball jersey, black shorts, white ankle socks and Adidas sneakers.
Tyler
Finally, Aaron set his gaze upon Tyler, the remaining 14 year-old around the camp fire, and the oldest of the boys by 2 months. Tyler recently started cross country and thought it was cool to wear a bright white, skin-tight Under Armor shirt, short running shorts, heel socks and brand new Nike running shoes. He was also popular with the girls, sported a gorgeous smile and black spiky hair. He needed glasses, but usually wore his contacts. Tyler was ultra-competitive and easily the most popular of the boys.
Aaron completed his gaze and decided it was time to start things, albeit on the comparatively simple side tonight. “Listen up guys. Tonight we’re gonna to talk as men. I’m going to tell you what you probably already know and what I know you learned in school. We’re going to talk about sex from a guy’s perspective and what makes us tick.” The four boys blushed, twisted and groaned in discomfort as they sat atop their individually-chosen logs. While talk of sex was more open today than ever, it was still weird for a group of 13 and 14 year-old boys.
Aaron: “Listen. It’s not that bad. You already know how everything works. You know your dick goes inside a girl’s pussy, you fuck for a while and shoot your cum since her. Maybe she gets pregnant, maybe not. Sometimes for fun, she’ll suck you off, other times you’ll lick her pussy. Both of you cum and hopefully she swallows and you sure as shit don’t swallow hers.” The boys chuckled at the last statement and started to calm down at the frankness of Aaron’s tone.
Aaron: “But, what you may not know is a guy’s body is full of interesting little features. Take the nipples for example.” Aaron was very matter of fact about this as the boys once again squirmed in embarrassment. “They are extremely sensitive and very erotic. It feel awesome to have someone play with your nipples with you’re horned up. Try it sometime. But, just as they can bring you pleasure, they can also bring you a lot of pain if squeezed or hit too hard.”
This conversation was coming on so sudden, the boys remained completely silent, not sure how to contribute to such a foreign topic. It’s true, by 13, they all had sex ed in school and a couple of their parents awkwardly broached the “talk”, but none of them knew anything about the nipples or the other anatomical topics he was about to raise.
Aaron: “You with me so far?” Of course they all nodded in the affirmative as to not look like dumb shits in front of the others. “Good. Josh, you should know this one. What’s the one thing a baseball pitcher fears more than anything?”
Josh: “Getting hit with ball”
Aaron: “Right. Where’s the worse place to get hit?”
Josh chuckled: “In the junk man!”
Aaron: “Absolutely. Ever happen to you?”
Josh: “No way! But it happened to Sam last year. They took him to the hospital.”
Aaron: “Tell us why.”
Josh: “Cause he got nailed right in the nuts and they almost exploded”
Aaron: “So getting hit in the balls is the worst thing that can happen?”
Josh: “Oh hell ya”
Aaron: “Anyone been hit or kicked in the balls?”
Everyone shook their head, but Colin wasn’t being entirely truthful. His brother lightly punched him once and even that light of a hit took him down for like 20 minutes. He wasn’t about to admit it.
Aaron: “It’s so fucked up. Our balls hold the cum that’s used to create babies. They’re sticking way outside our bodies and even the lightest hit can cause the most insane pain. Anyone broken a bone?”
Colin was again the only boy to experience this one and he spoke up this time: “Yeah I broke my ankle like 2 years ago when blading.”
Aaron: “What happened?”
Colin: “I was doing this cool trick on a rail at the park. My ankle buckled and I fell weird and my ankle broke.”
Aaron: “Did it hurt?”
Colin: “Hell ya it did”
Aaron: “There’s another way we can be hurt – broken bones.”
Aaron went on like this for a half hour while they roasted marshmallows. Aaron covered all manner of hurting the male body, may of which had never occurred to any of them. Of course, why should it? What barely-pubescent boy thinks like this? The boys had absolutely no idea why he was going into all this shit, but it was kinda interesting cause no one’s ever talked about this stuff before. About 10 p.m. they all got tired so they cleaned up the camp site, put out the fire, stripped down to their boxers and went into their tents. Aaron had his own tent and the four boys split the remaining two tents.
As Aaron lay in his tent on his back staring straight up with his hands clasped behind his head, he wondered if he was really ready for tomorrow. If Skyler even showed up, the intensity would probably be too much for the guys. Hell, they’d done worse to people in games all the time, but this would be real and he hoped he chose the four boys well – especially his cousin David. David was the key. If the other boys saw David go through with hurting his own cousin, the others should follow suit. Yeah, that’s it. He will start with David and hook him. The other guys will follow suit. They have to. Of course, if even one falters, he’s fucked. Fucked as in his life is over, fucked.
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