Scout's Honour - TCT - Part 2

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"I bet it was meant for next door" Ethan's dad growled, his hands on his hips as he watched his son scrub the graffiti off the wall.

"There was always something a bit fruity about that boy, he used to look at me with those eyes"

"Those eyes?" Ethan replied, having gotten used to his father's homophobic attitude recently.

"Yeah, those gay eyes, you know the ones" the man continued, looking over at the kid's house with a look of disgust.

"Right" Ethan said, dropping the sponge back into the bucket of dirty water.

"Good job, son" the man nodded, patting Ethan on the back, "can't have people thinking it was you or me, huh?" He chuckled, elbowing him before walking back into the house.

Ethan rolled his eyes and reached for the bucket but stopped at the sound of his name.

"Can we talk?" Corey asked from the end of his garden.

The young man shrugged and met him at the gate.

"I heard what happened" Corey said, a look of genuine sympathy on his handsome face, "it sucks".

"It's fine" Ethan said, glancing over his shoulder to ensure his father was out of sight.

"Look about yesterday" he continued, but Corey cut him off.

"I could hear your dad when I was waiting there" he said, nodding back to where he had just come from, "I didn't realise how... Well how..."

"Horrible? Homophobic? Shitty?" Ethan suggested, and Corey smiled at him.

"I understand why you're worried about him finding out, I shouldn't have put pressure on you".

"I'll tell them eventually" Ethan said, and Corey nodded.

"So" he continued, as Ethan poured the bucket down the shore, "Helsinki, huh?"

"I still think London was a better idea" Ethan smirked.

"Right? But Matthew booked the tickets this morning, so I guess we've no choice!"

The two young men left Ethan's front garden and continued up the street. He found himself conscious as they walked, glancing over his shoulder every few minutes to ensure that there was no unwanted followers.

"Are you worried?" Corey asked, taking him by the hand, but Ethan pulled it out of his grasp and groaned.

"Sorry" he said honestly, "I'm just... It's just..."

"I get it" Corey sighed, "you're not ready".

"I'm ready for you" he told him, "I'm always ready for you".

The two handsome scouts looked into each other's eyes for a moment before a smile spread across Corey's face.

"Over there?" He asked, nodding toward an old laneway next to a boarded up house, and the two boys ran like excited children until they lost sight of the street and embraced.

Corey's hands wrapped around Ethan's body, he could smell the fresh aroma from the work the young man had just done, and he'd come to know and love it. Their lips pressed together, their tongues explored each other, and Ethan reached for his trousers.

"This is risky" Corey gasped, pulling his own jeans down and exposing his black boxer briefs.

"What's life without a little risk?" Ethan breathed, and pulled his t-shirt off to expose his smooth, lean body.

"It's freezing!" Corey laughed quietly, and the two embraced passionately again.

Ethan was already hard. The sight of his boyfriend alone was enough to arouse him, and he moaned as Corey shoved his cold hands down his boxers and grasped his swollen tool.

"Fuck, you're so hot" Corey whispered in his ear, squeezing the fleshy pole as Ethan returned the favour.

The young men jerked each other as they kissed, until Ethan stopped, and kissed his way down Corey's firm torso.

He reached Corey's groin, feeling the prickles of shaved pubic hair bristle against his soft lips as he drew closer to his destination. Corey's cock was long and thick, bigger than his own by an inch or two at least. His plump, heavy balls hung low, and a moment later, Ethan took the rod in his mouth, and began to swallow it.

"Holy shit" Corey gasped as quietly as he could as his boyfriend took him down his throat.

For a man who had only recently discovered his identity, Ethan was an expert cock sucker. Corey smirked to himself as he realised that it was likely to do with the sex frenzy that he'd been lured to in a forest a hundred miles from civilisation.

Ethan felt Corey spill pre-cum across his tongue and he swallowed it down hungrily. He loved the boy, more than anything else he'd ever known, and he would have shouted it from the rooftops had he not been so sc... Conscious of his father's beliefs.

The cold wind whipped around the mostly naked teenagers as Ethan continued to bob on Corey's wet rod. Corey was gasping loudly now, his hands clasped around Ethan's head as he pulled him further and further down his shaft, until finally he felt it begin.

He moaned out, his toes curling in his shoes as his balls tightened. Every orgasm he had with Ethan, was as mind blowing as the last. He thrust his hips, his cheeks becoming flush and he began to squirt right into his throat.

"Hey! What are you two doing down there?!"

Ethan jumped back and covered his face with his t-shirt, Corey continued shooting ropes of thick cum into the air, and an old man came scrambling down the lane toward them.

Ethan stared at Corey in shock for a moment, before the two of them dragged on their clothes and ran. By the time they reached the other end of the lane, the man had given up and returned back to his house, but the two boys howled with laughter until they were safely out of sight.

"Dude, I just came so hard" Corey laughed breathlessly, "half of it's in my boxers!"

"Half of it is in my mouth" Ethan grinned, and swallowed contently.

"Maybe we'll stick to doing it indoors"

"No sex for you in Helsinki then" Ethan shrugged, feigning a serious face as Corey shoved him playfully.

"So, this Roman guy" he continued, feeling comfortable enough to hold his boyfriend's hand now that they'd entered the park, which seemed empty other than the two of them.

"Oh yeah" Corey nodded, "your competition".

"Screw you" he mumbled, but Corey squeezed his hand and laughed.

"What about him?"

"Well" Ethan shrugged, and the question had plagued him all night. "What about Scout's Honour?"

Corey hadn't really considered it. The game used to be fun when everyone was single, but things had changed drastically since the last trip, and the idea of trying to flip a straight boy wasn't all that appealing anymore.

"I don't know" he said honestly, "but either way, we won't be involved".

Ethan could have kissed him. Actually, Ethan wanted to kiss him, but as he turned to lay one on him, Ross appeared.

"Morning" he said to the two of them, though he looked only at Corey.

"Oh hey, Ross" he smiled, and Ethan remained silent.

"Out on a romantic stroll?" The muscular man enquired, and stole a quick, disdainful glance at a red faced Ethan.

Ethan had been worried about this since the incident last night. Ross had heard it all, he'd heard him call the scout's faggots, and Ethan wasn't sure Corey would ever forgive him for it if he found out.

"Yeah, and he's even holding my hand!" Corey laughed, lifting both of their hands up, "can you believe it?!"

"No" Ross smiled, "I can't".

A strange, awkward silence fell as the three young men stood around, until Ross spoke again.

"Well, it was good seeing you Corey" he nodded, "Ethan" he added as an afterthought. "Don't be late tomorrow by the way, Matthew's wetting his pants with excitement for planning this trip".

"We've already planned it" Ethan said, but Ross ignored him completely and looked at Corey instead.

"I've got to admit, it looks really good. I think Matthew has outdone himself for once!"

With those words, Ross continued his jog and left the couple alone.

"What was that all about?" Corey said as they watched the muscular young man disappear across the park.

"No idea' Ethan lied, and his stomach tensed up.

"What more do we need to plan?" He added, trying to change the subject.

"Everything" Corey told him, "this is the biggest trip we've ever taken, and the first one that's halfway across the world. We need to know temperatures, weather reports, historic weather reports, wildlife in the area, endangered species, plants, trees, hazards"

Corey continued listing things off until they reached the end of the park and Ethan's brain had stopped processing the words.

"So yeah, we have a bit of work to do" he finished.

"I think I'll be sick tomorrow" Ethan smirked, and the pair of them kissed once more before Corey left him and headed off.

The following day went by quickly, like they so often did during the winter, when the sun barely rose before it fell again. It was becoming colder as November rolled into December, and as the scout's sat around the hall, Ethan couldn't help but feel excited for the trip.

He'd never been out of the country before, so travelling to Europe was both exciting and rather scary. Of course, he didn't let the others know that.

"So what you're saying Matthew" Greg said simply, "is that we're probably going to be ripped apart by one of the many dangerous predators in the forest?"

"No, Greg" Matthew snapped, "we are guests in their home, if we respect them, they will respect us".

"Right, so we'll shake the wolves hands when we arrive, shall we? Bring the bears a bottle of cognac? Perhaps we could take the wolverines out for dinner"

"Wolverines?" Ethan scoffed, looking around at the others and waiting for them to laugh, but all of them glared at him.

"Like, the X-Men?" He asked as his smile began to falter.

"No, Ethan" Jules smiled patiently, patting him on the back, "like the ferocious, territorial scavengers that are specifically designed to rip into and feed on frozen flesh and bone".

Ethan's smiled vanished instantly.

"Enough about that" Corey said, slapping his knees, "what have we got to eat?"

"Not a lot I'm afraid" Ross sighed, "rabbit, fox, fish and if we're lucky, a reindeer".

"Abso-fucking-lutely not" Carl gasped, "I'm not eating a reindeer in Finland! Are you crazy?"

"No" Ross shrugged "but I'll be very hungry, and hungry can very quickly lead to crazy, at which point I don't care which of Santa's reindeer I have to hunt, but I'll be getting me some Rudolph!"

Jules and Carl looked disgusted, but Ethan sniggered and Ross quickly glared at him until he stopped.

"Don't worry you guys" Matthew smiled, "I've taken all of this into account, and we won't need to kidnap any reindeer. Every three days, we'll be staying in a cabin. We can stock up on whatever food and drink we need to keep us going for the two nights outside".

"Doesn't that kinda defeat the whole purpose of camping?" Roman asked, and Ethan scowled at him.

"I'm just saying" the young man shrugged, "isn't the whole idea that we live off the land?"

"Normally" Ross explained calmly, which made Ethan even angrier, "but Finland is a different beast than we're used to. We have to act smart to survive".

The eighteen-year-old gulped, and Ethan felt a sense of pleasure at the fact he was nervous. Mainly because it meant that Ethan wasn't the only one.

The scout's spent another two hours planning the trip until they all became too exhausted to continue.

"This day next week!" Matthew squealed excitedly, and the scout's left the building.

Corey and Ethan walked together until an irritating voice approached and they turned to find Roman.

"Hey" he beamed, his large hat pulled to his eyebrows as he dragged a pair of gloves on.

"Oh, hey Roman" Corey smiled politely.

"I live near you" he grinned at Corey, and Ethan's upper lip twitched. "Do you mind if I walk home with you guys?"

Ethan did mind. He very fucking much minded. Corey still owed him for the blowjob he'd given earlier, and he almost always got one at the end of the park. This changed everything.

"Uh... Maybe you –"

"Sure" Corey shrugged, and Ethan's eyes widened.

The three of them continued walking as Roman droned on about the trip, and by the time they reached the top of the park, Corey leaned over, pecked his boyfriend on the cheek, and turned toward his street, with fucking Roman by his side.

"See you tomorrow, Ethan" Corey said, and Roman waved stupidly.

God he fucking hated that kid.