It was a quite few months since I last seen my Old Scout Master, it was a Saturday morning the weather was changing & the leaves were fallen off the trees, i managed to buy myself a bike exploring around town and frequent a cottage at the time back in the 80’s, but always quiet when I went in for a piss. I used to like reading all the graffiti on the cubicle doors and looking at the drawings.
I left the toilets and I decided to take a short cut home which I knew would pass the scout hut I used to attend, knowing my old Scout Master would be there like he was every Saturday.
As I was riding I must of got a puncture in one of my tyres and didn’t have a repair kit, therefore it was a case of walking with my bike, I got to the old scout hut and sure enough my old scout master was there clearing leaves off the ground, he saw me approaching and waved me over. I said was I okay to leave my bike here until I can get a puncture repair kit to sort my tyre out, he said he had one in the hut and was welcome to use it, he give me a hand to repair my puncture, turning the bike upside down and removed the inner tube and set to work repairing the hole, he then left the patch and repair to dry out.
He asked if I was busy and said no and would I give him a hand clearing the leaves up from outside the main entrance to the hut. It took a good hour before we had finished and asked if I would like a cup of tea & a biscuit.
We both went into the hut, and just the smell of wood and rope brought back memories, what I did notice was a kinda rope sling up above near the rafters of the scout hut, tied off at four points on the side of the walls. Maybe a new project of some kind.
My old scout master brought the teas out and thanked me for giving him a hand clearing up the leaves and we sat and chatted for awhile about life.
Out of curiosity I asked him what the rope sling was and he said it was a new project he’d been working on with a smile on his face and needed someone to try it out, I asked what did he mean by trying it out, he said it was for a person to lay flat out with the ropes supporting the whole body and then would be hoisted back up in the air to whatever height was necessary.
I then noticed loops at each corner of the rope sling and guessed they where added similar to the pommel horse I had experienced last time but played dumb and didn’t ask the purpose of the hoops in the rope.
He asked if I would like to try it out for him, to test if it would hold a person and to see if it felt comfortable laying on the ropes. I agreed so he carefully lowered the sling but I did question him how would he pull me up with there being four ropes tied off, two on each side of the hut wall.
He said his friend was due to arrive to give him a hand with the clearing of leaves but now that’s done he would ask his old friend to hoist me up when he arrives.
So the rope sling was lowered on the floor I took my trainers off and laid on the rope sling at which point my old scout master said to put my hands in the hoops on each corner and pulled both taught and again he went behind me inserted my feet into the hoops on each corner and again pulled them taught so I was spread eagled.
I heard the door go and looked up and saw my old scout masters friend entering the hut, the same one who I met on my last visit.
My old scout master thanked him for coming and discussed that I had helped him clear the leaves so it was one more less task to do. They chatted for abit and left me laying on the rope sling, then they both said they were ready to try and hoist me up both holding two ropes each.
As they began to pull I was being lifted up gradually but they stopped when I was a few feet off the ground and tied off the ropes. They asked if I was okay and my old scout master went out the back room and dragged out a mattress and placed it below me just incase I fell.
He asked was I ready to be raised up further at which I nodded, I felt safe as the rope sling was supporting my lower and upper legs my waist lower and upper torso but unable to move my arms or legs as I was stretched out in a star shape.
They raised me a few feet at a time always asking if I was okay, I think I must of been at least 12 foot off the ground and they stopped and tied off the ropes.
My old scout master asked if I felt comfortable which I replied yes, at this point being suspended on a rope sling face down I began to have sexual thoughts running through my mind and slowly began to get a semi on, wearing skinny jeans at the time I think they both began to notice and it wasn’t long before I was fully hard which I’m sure they noticed the outline in my jeans.
My old scout master said it looks like being suspended has turned you on so how about we lower you down and see what I look like naked. Again I agreed, they lowered me down and undid the hoops from my wrists and ankles.
At this point my old scout master said why don’t you go get undressed out the back whilst he locks up and closes the wooden shutters on the windows so no one could see in.
I got undressed and walked out still with a full erection, my old scout master asked if I was ready to try again and I laid down on the rope sling naked and spread eagled,
again my wrists and ankles where pulled taught by the rope. I was then slowly hoisted back up to about 6’ off the ground with my cock and balls hanging.
Just enough height for my cock to be got at if needed, which is when the scout master took my hard cock in his mouth and began to suck on it, this made me even harder then his friend had his turn sucking me off, both taken turns for about 20 mins.
The feeling of being spread eagled, naked and suspended was a new experience for me and one which I was enjoying.
Next I was lowered and suspended to about 3’ off the ground about waist height of my old scout master, I noticed them both began to undress both with full erections on, they both walked over to me, my old scout master in front of my face and his friend behind me, then I felt my arse cheeks being spread and his tongue working my hole, god it felt great teasing my hole, meanwhile a cock was rubbing against my lips as if to say open your mouth, I took his bell end first slowing sucking and licking it before he pushed abit more in, I was now dripping precum on to the wooden floor being rimmed by his old friend.
After awhile of being rimmed I felt something being spread on my hole and a finger slowly pushing in and out then two fingers, this made me really hard I felt like I wanted to fuck but could only fuck thin air. My old scout master inserted more of his 8” cock into me, this is where I began to slowly gag, with saliva dripping from my mouth and eyes watering again.
His old friend was now working my hole and stopped, at which I felt his cock at my hole entrance slowly pushing in whilst still sucking my old scout masters 8” cock.
They both picked up speed and got a rhythm going, after awhile they both changed ends and again they both got in rhythm again but this time a lot faster and could see a line of precum hanging from my cock.
My old scout master was really going hard at it pounding my arse when I felt him tense up and shoot his load in me, a warm sensation, and no sooner had he pulled out I could feel his cum leaking out my hole on to my balls. It wasn’t long before his old friend also came shooting his hot load into the back of my throat, I gagged but managed to swallowed what I could and some dripping on the mattress below me.
They both left me there suspended getting my breath as they both cleaned themselves up. I noticed both of them walk to each side of the room and got hold of the ropes and pulled me up about 10 foot off the ground, tied the ropes off and I noticed I was still leaking precum which was a long strand dangling from my cock towards the floor.
I noticed my old scout master go out the back room and brought a pair of large step ladders out and place them behind me, he the went back and brought out a jar of vaseline, he climbed the steps and said now it’s your turn to cum hands free.
Next he climbed the steps and I then felt two of his fingers slide in to me covered in vaseline, he began to work my hole again and pressed on my prostrate, this made me fully erect and a lot more precum was dripping from me being suspended.
I then began to fuck thin air being suspended as I was being finger fucked by my old scout master, I got in a rhythm with him then he hit the right spot and my body jerked, he was now fingering me faster and I began to feel hot and sweaty again my legs began shaking and I was moving back and forth slightly knowing I would be cumming soon, to this my old scout master knew how to pleasure me and it wasnt long before I felt lightheaded, moaning and groaning out aloud, as he fingered fucked me he hit the right spot that’s when I began shooting a continuous hot load out of my cock which seemed to go on for ages, humping like a rabbit suspended naked spread eagled my scout master kept fingering me and I was out of control convulsing with each load I was shooting out of my cock.
Below me was his friend catching the last remaining strands of my cum on his tongue, I was so out of breath but in ecstasy and weak, I had to lay there suspended for a good 20 mins, my mind all over the place in euphoria.
My cock was wet and still dripping when I noticed my old scout masters friend take hold of the vaseline jar and climb the steps behind me, my old scout master asked if I was okay to try and to be drained again, I was ready for round two as I managed to cum twice when I last visited.
I feel fingers entering me again lubed up with vaseline, as soon as he touch my prostrate I felt a funny sensation take over my body again, I slowly found a rhythm and began moving back and forth and was completely hard again in no time. He began to finger fuck me faster now and felt like I was fucking thin air dripping precum.
Next I let out a massive groan as I erupted with more milk over the floor and mattress below, he continued to finger fuck me and I was uncontrollably fucking thin air humping like a rabbit shooting small strands of cum, not wanting him to stop but felt like I was empty with nothing more to give.
He removed his fingers climbed down the steps and put them back in the back room, whilst I was catching my breath.
After a while I was lowered down untied off the sling but unable to walk as my legs felt like jelly, I laid on the mattress feeling the wetness from my precum and shooting my load on to it.
My old scout master thanked me for testing out the rope sling, I got changed and my puncture on the wheel was good to assemble back on my bike.
I said thanks for the session and rode off to home, that was the last I see of my old scout master and his friend as I moved on to pastures new. |
