Date: Sat, 6 Apr 2024 08:34:10 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Phoenix Summer Camp (Gay / Camping, oral anal, m/mmmM) This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between consenting members of the Boy Scouts. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available. Copyright 2024 Jan, all rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Phoenix Summer Camp By Wolf My parents belonged to the Methodist Church in Tuscon, Arizona. I was not interested in Scouting when I entered school, but when I was thirteen-years-old a friend from the church talked me into joining the Boy Scout Troop sponsored by the Church. The only reason I joined was because that friend had joined the Troop when he was twelve, and the two of us had been masturbating with each other since we were ten-year- olds. I started producing cum at about ten and a half. We discovered the pleasures of mutual oral sex by the age of twelve. After I joined the Boy Scouts, my parents bought me everything I needed. There was the short- sleeved shirt with the Council patch, flag, Troop number, pants, shorts, socks, baseball cap, neckerchief, and slide. After I joined, I was impressed with having to learn the Scout Oath and Law. I learned the seven ranks and what each rank was required to learn and demonstrate the knowledge duties and scouting skills. The Troop went north to a Scout Camp in the mountains east of Phoenix. During the winter and spring months I am preparing to go to summer camp. We worked to earn the money required to pay for every boy going to summer camp. Then each boy had to secure specific items numbered among them in not specific order of importance: duffel bag, sleeping bag, pocket knife, flash light, water bottle extra clothing, hiking boots, wide brimmed hat, day pack, sun tan screen, and personal first aid kit. Transportation was arranged with the church old school bus to deliver us to the camp and pick us up a week later. When we arrived, we were assigned an area for our Troop to set up camp. It was fortunate that our area was among pine trees that offered us a degree of protection from the sun. I happened to be the newest member of the Troop so the seventeen-year-old Senior Patrol Leader insisted that I share his two-man tent. My friend was assigned to share a tent with our Patrol Leader. By the time we were settled in and had our evening meal at the camp dining hall we had an evening of entertainment put on by the camp staff followed by all of us singing songs written for the Boy Scouts. At the conclusion we were dismissed to retire to our respective Troop areas. Our Senior Patrol Leader and I made our way to our tent and crawled into the tent. It was a struggle to get undressed in the confined space of the tent, but we managed. It was a warm evening and it was too hot to sleep in our sleeping bags, so we planned to sleep on top of the bags in our briefs. I Stuffed some of my clothes into the sleeping bag's stuff sack to use as a pillow. I was almost asleep when something woke me up. It took me a moment to figure out what was going on. The SPL had removed his underwear and was masturbating furiously into a handkerchief. When he became aware that I was awake and watching him jerking off, he asked: "Have you ever jacked off?" By that time, I had popped a hard-on that was poking out of the fly of my briefs, just from watching him jerking off. He asked: "Let's see it!" He helped me pull down my underwear, so I was just as naked as him. I was fascinated by the sight of his cock. It looked like it was six and a half inches long, and it was circumcised. He sported a thick mat of blond pubic hair at the base of his cock. I had brown hair and at the time I had brown pubic hair and a five-inch cut cock. I asked: "Can I feel it?" He said: "Yes, can I feel yours?" "Hell yes!" We indulged in a little mutual masturbation before we agreed for me to turn around so that we were head to toe and we sucked each other off three times that night. The next morning, I was nervous that maybe some of the other guys had heard us talking last night and suspected what we had been doing. Later in the day I got a chance to talk to my buddy, and told him about what took place in the SPL's tent last night. After he stopped laughing, he told me that half the guys in the Troop were sucking cocks or fucking last night. The day was spent practicing scouting skills and even got to ride some horses. We did things like archery, 22- caliber rifle shooting, made things like hand toled leather belts, some hiking, and some sports. After a full day of activities including an evening meal and entrainment put on by every patrol at the camp, we were excused to use the showers and bathroom before turning in. That evening after I showered and brushed my teeth, I was told by the SPL that I would be sleeping in the tent with the Assistant Scoutmaster. He was our twenty-one- year-old adult supervisor for the week. At least the Ass. Scoutmaster had a larger three-man dome tent. That gave us more room to change clothes. After talking to my buddy, I entered his tent with all-of my gear and wondered if he was going to want me to suck cock. I put my duffle bag against the back of the tent and unrolled the sleeping bag. As before I put some clothes in the stuff sack to use as a pillow. When the Ass. Scoutmaster entered the tent and told me: "While we are in the tent, you can call me Bruce. and you can take all-of your clothes off!" As he was talking, he was taking off his own uniform. He had to switch from his knees to sitting because of the confined space. By the time he was finished he was sitting on his sleeping bed facing me and he was pulling on his cock. I was impressed with his cock it was about the same size as the SPL but his scrotum was hanging low enough to be resting on the sleeping bag, and his brown pubic hair was thick and even his scrotum was hairy. He had plenty of body hair on his body and legs. When he turned around to put his clothes in his sleeping bag stuff sack, I saw how hairy his butt was and the dark mucus membrane of his puckered asshole was ringed with plenty of dark hair. I was close enough to be able to smell the pungent aroma of his asshole and crotch. I couldn't resist reaching out and reaching under his scrotum and took hold of his cock and started milking it as his scrotum sagged over my wrist. Bruce said: "The SPL told me that you were a really good scout!" That evening, I had a hard time keeping quiet while he was pounding my ass with his thick cock and his scrotum was slapping my own scrotum. I cleaned his cock and scrotum with my mouth and tongue when we were finished. I bever did get a chance to sleep with my buddy, but I did get to sleep with four other patrol members that week. I did get to suck my buddy's cock on the bus ride home in the back of the bus. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to pomowolf74@gmail.com If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available.