"Young man, what on earth do you think you are doing?!"
The gruff tones of Scoutmaster Brockington sounded off to the cat's right, where the bemused badger stood. He'd been checking a message on his cellphone, which he thought best to do outside of the washroom block, when the door swung open and the pantsless cheetah strolled out. It was common to see the lad barefoot, as he and the other instructors had long since stopped trying to keep him in footwear (if he even turned up to meets in any), but now to see him strolling around the camp at night in just his shirt and neckerchief was a surprise. Heavens forbid he run into Jake at the lake as well....
Before the badger could say any more, Kyy turned around and gave a sheepish look, caught in the act. "I...It was a dare by the rest of the patrol, they said I couldn't put pants back on until morning." Seeing Brockington about to say more, he held up a paw and stated politely "....but we're the only group on site, and besides, what with the shower block, everyone's already seen each other naked anyway. You know we're naturists at home too, so this is more than I wear there."
Brockington sighed, the boy was quite right - they were the only group on the site, and it wasn't like they hadn't all seen each other in various states of undress. He rubbed the bridge of his nose as if to help relieve the stressful feeling growing just behind it. "Hmmph....Don't push your luck young man, you're lucky that we are indeed the only group here. Now run along back to the tent and don't let me catch you in just your shirt again. Go on.... off with you."
Kyy merely nodded, trying not to grin having not only gotten away with it, but Brockington's own words were firmly stored in his memory, the cat now having no intention of wearing his shirt next time he needed the bathroom. He headed back to his patrol tent with a quick pace, skirting around the others until he reached the Kestrel patrol's tent, slipping back inside. A couple of the boys had already got into their sleeping bags, and only a few were now playing cards, winding down for the night. They looked up as the cheetah re-entered, grinning wide at him. "I can't believe you did that!" Mike exclaimed, the beaver staring wide-eyed at the cat's still-bare lower half, until he realised what he was doing and looked away shyly.
The feline chuckled, starting to slip off his neckerchief and unbutton his shirt, done with clothes for the day, throwing them over to his sleeping bag and sitting down naked with the others still playing cards. "Scoutmaster Brockington caught me leaving the block, but I gave him some good excuses and he let me off." The other boys looked shocked, Ben raising an eyebrow at him. "Don't you go getting us all into trouble now, y'hear!". The cheetah smiled at him "Don't worry, I won't." Nate, the lemur that had set the forfeit that Kyy couldn't put any more clothing back on until sunrise, took this time to point out that the cat had now removed all of his clothing. "You sure you wanted to do that?" he asked teasingly. Kyy smirked, nodding. "Brockington said, and I quote.....don't let me catch you in just your shirt again.." the cat doing a poor impression of the adult badgers low voice. "...so if I'm not wearing it, he can't!"
Ben merely rolled his eyes as the others laughed "Damn, spots, talk about using his own words against him." A few more rounds of the card game were played, then Ben as Patrol leader announced that it was time for lights out, as per their extended curfew. Kyy, already naked, climbed into his sleeping bag, which was at the far end of the tent, though there was another door flap there. The others stripped out of their scout shirts, some putting t-shirts on, others staying shirtless. A couple put PJ pants or boxers on, but a couple that were halfway through pulling theirs on stopped when they saw the cheetah casually getting into his sleeping bag without anything, and decided to follow suit. Soon, lanterns were switched off, and the sound of sleeping scouts spread through the tent.
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12:45AM
Down at the lake, Jake was climbing out onto the dock via the ladder at the end, the young adult wolf letting his fur drip as he stood on the top rung, stark naked. He'd had to push his swim back a bit due to the later curfew and then the midnight camp check, which had been his duty that night, before heading down to the lake, barepawed and in just a pair of shorts and a towel beneath his arm. He'd stripped the shorts off and put them with the towel before slipping into the water and enjoying a cool midnight swim, the wolf loving this campsite for the lake which was perfect for swimming and canoeing activites. He'd done several lengths between the dock and a buoy that was visible in the moonlight, then spent a few moments floating to relax before deciding to head back for a shower. With the majority of the water dripped out of his fur, he pulled the shorts back on and padded back up towards the campsite, heading for the shower block. His paws had no trouble with the woodland floor, the wolf often envious of the young cheetah in the troop who got away with going barepawed all the time. Jake wanted to do the same, but Brockington said that they had to maintain a good impression on the boys, so he was stuck in uniform and shoes during troop meets and activities that needed footwear.
"If he can go barepawed, why can't I? Snd those paws, always showing them off at the troop meets, it's like he knows I'm looking" he mused internally "....he's always last to get dressed as well, first to strip off for swimming and showers....I'll bet he doesn't wear anything at home. Bet he runs around naked all day when he doesn't have to dress....." Jake's train of thought starting to derail somewhat as he mused over the cat's lack of footwear, having seen the boy nude in the shower block before "....that cute little spotted butt all bare, all his spots on show....fuck, what am I thinking?!" Jake shook his head to clear the thoughts, realising that he'd started to tent his shorts.
Reaching the shower block, he looked over at the camp through the trees and saw no sign of lights anywhere, which was a good sign that everyone was asleep. Heading inside, he walked through the toilet block and into the washroom, picking a shower cubicle to once again undress in "....huh, hardly worth putting them on, but Brockington said I gotta wear shorts when out of the water if I wanna skinnydip..." he mumbled, stepping into the shower and turning it on, letting the warm water rinse the lake from his fur, warming and relaxing him. After a good ten minutes or so of washing, rinsing and then just standing under the water, he turned it off, stepping out into the changing cubicle to pick up his towel. As his feet hit the floor, a weighty sensation in his bladder told him that he had something else to do first. "Guh...why couldn't you have said that while I was showering...." he grumbled at his body, pushing the cubicle door open and heading across the washroom to the door leading into the toilet area.
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1AM
Dreams of jugs of water being poured down his throat and over him, babbling brooks and running streams awoke the cat with a heavy sensation in his groin, his bladder telling him to get up and go empty it. Looking at his watch by his pillow, he saw it was just coming up to 1AM, the cat figuring that no-one was going to be up and about at this time. He quietly unzipped his sleeping bag, unfastening the tent flap at his end of the tent, and slipped out the back of it, absolutely naked. Grinning, he took his time walking in the cool night air, Scoutmaster Brockington's snores easily audible through the fabric of his tent nearby. The cheetah stifled a chuckle as he thought back to the encounter earlier. He easily made his way through the trees without a torch, his feline eyes good in the dark, reaching the washblock without incident. He opened the outer door and walked in, the door closing silently behind him. He walked up to the urinal and was about to let go when the door from the shower room swung open with the sounds of wet footsteps. He turned to see Jake stood there in the doorway, dripping wet from the shower and as naked as the cat was.
Jake stopped in his tracks. Here he was, naked and wet and suddenly presented with the sight that he'd been chasing out of his mind earlier, rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. Sure enough, Kyy was stood at the urinals, as bare as the wolf was. "Oh god no why now why him why me?" raced through Jake's mind, as he tried to get his feet to move towards the urinals rather than just standing there awkwardly.
Kyy was surprised to see Jake, but he certainly wasn't disappointed. If anything, the young feline suddenly felt quite excited. He'd seen Jake looking at his bare paws often enough at meets when he thought the cat hadn't noticed, and had gone out of his way to make sure they were more easily seen. He'd also taken more time getting dry and dressed if the wolf had been showering at the same time, as due to the numbers needing to shower, the person drying off was often drying and dressing while the next in line got undressed and into the shower. Kyy had specifically gone for the cubicle he'd seen Jake get into on more than one occasion, and Jake had had the mis?fortune to unknowingly pick the cheetah's at least once.
"I won't tell if you don't" the young cheetah said suddenly, motioning to the urinal next to him. "...fairly sure neither of us are meant to be out naked after dark." He turned to the urinal and, hands on hips, let his bladder go finally with a relaxed sigh. Jake couldn't stop his paws on autopilot, walking to the urinal next to the cat, brain so scrambled with thoughts he thought he shouldn't be having that he failed to notice he was becoming erect as he too started to urinate. To his surprise, Kyy merely reached over to aim the older wolf's firming cock back down at the urinal, Jake unable to stop himself becoming fully hard at the boy's touch.
"Lemme get that for you, else you'll go everywhere...." Kyy purred......
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More late-night naked scout antics with Kyy and the troop assisstant Jake this time!
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