It was just after Thanksgiving and just recently receiving my Scout Rank in the Boy Scouts; I knew it was going be a great next year. I had to learn and recite from memory the scout oath, scout law, scout motto, outdoor code and explain what Scout spirit is. The easy part was learning and demonstrating how to perform the Scout sign, salute and participate in my first Scout Master Conference. Then it was time to start getting my requirements filled for my next rank, Tenderfoot including but not limited to presenting myself to my Patrol Leader, preparing for an overnight trip and spending one night on a troop campout.

Thus; I got the list of all the equipment, clothing and travel gear I needed for my first Camping Trip which would be the Annual February Freezeout. Two weeks after I got everything I needed and reviewed it with my Patrol Leader; I talked to Brian to confirm I had everything needed for the trip and he passed me. Brian was a few years older than me about 5 Ft, blond hair, blue eyes, and a pretty nice chest; oh yeah, he works out. Brian always bossed me around a lot at meetings as he said this is just initiation and everyone goes through it. A week before this trip; Brian assigned me different duties for the campout. Brian also reviewed the time I should arrive with gear on and reviewed tenting assignments and he said I would be in his tent.

It’s Friday night now, 5 PM and I had just gotten dropped off and was supposed to check in with Brian as he was my patrol leader and the person responsible for me on this trip. About 16 other scouts were going and eight of them were in my patrol and they all showed up with rugby shirts, and jeans. When I got to the campsite; we had to do a lot of walking from the cars to the campground carrying all our camp gear for the weekend outing. On my first trip, I took a tent, lantern and some canteens of water for our patrol and I couldn’t help but stare at other scouts nicely shaped fitting buts in their jeans.

Most of the guys there had nice, tight, fit, firm buts and this made my crotch have a little tingle. What was even more interesting is that while carrying things; very few of us could see below the chest as the equipment was blocking the view. Luckily, I managed some glances at some very nice packages and they weren’t the kind your local carrier brings and you sign for them. Everybody had on jeans, but some were so tight against their asses and their crotches I could even see their full-shafts without much effort. Other guys had a loose fit which made it easy to see their ass cracks every time they bent over to lift or whatever.

After several hours of unloading it was just about dusk and Brian said we need to set up the tents before dark thus we hurried, unfolded, put support rods in the fabric, drove steaks around the tent to support it and then placed a tarp on it. After this, we were all pretty tired but Brian told me and a few other guys to go get wood so we could make a fire and cook our dinner. Walking in the woods with these three other hot guys I knew one thing, I wanted to explore what they had in their pants but I wasn’t sure how to do it just yet.

Dinner was over and after singing some camp songs around the fire and roasting marshmallows it was almost time to turn in. We had each got out a big stick, put a couple of marshmallows on it and then we started to roast till they were golden brown. Brian told everyone else to get ready for bed as we had a long day hiking tomorrow and said that he and I would put out the fire. After Brian and I made sure the fire was out, we went into our tent and figured because we were both exhausted; we would just go right to sleep.

I get into my sleeping bag leaving all my clothes on since it was cold; Brian took off his Jeans and then got into his sleeping bag while still wearing his flannels. Just as I was about to drift off, I feel Brian’s hand on my chest. Not paying much attention; I continue to try to fall asleep but can’t because just then Brian brushes his hand against my wrist and my cock starts to tingle. He then says do you want to be a real Boy Scout; I replied; “yes, sure I do”. Great then do what I tell you; as someone once showed me a few years ago and I want to share my knowledge with you.