It was going to be a long miserable weekend. I'm Frank, twenty-six and the Assistant Scout Master for our troop and was going off for three days to look for a decent place to take our Boy Scout troop for a few days of a scouting jamboree in the backwoods of Pennsylvania. The weather forecast wasn't good for our exploration but Jim and I would make the best of it.
Jim was my going to be my assistant for this trip and he seemed like a nice enough fellow. He had just turned eighteen and had a well-tuned body for a fellow his age. I am bisexual and couldn't help but notice his small tight ass as he wandered around the area. Looked good.
It was late in the afternoon when we had the first clasp of thunder off in the distance. It sounded ominous but did sound as if it was a long ways off. By the time we got into our tent pitched the thunder was hitting a little closer and the rains began ... not just a sprinkle but a full-fledged rainstorm.
The rain didn't let up at all and we spread our ground covers out and prepared for the night. I was wondering if it would be safe or worthwhile to see if Jim was interested in any extracurricular activity and thought it might be worth testing the waters.
"Jim, do you have a girlfriend?" I asked.
He stuttered and answered that he didn't. It sounded funny so I pursued it with, "Do you like girls Jim?"
Now he really stuttered and answered, "Not really. I'd rather be around guys any time."
"Frank, do you find guys to be more interesting than girls or is it the other way around with you?"
"Well, Jim. Sometimes I can go either way."
"Jim, have you ever had sex with a girl." I probed.
"NO" he almost shouted.
"Do you jack yourself off a lot?" I asked.
"Sometimes. I don't know if you would say it is a lot."
"Is it more than once a day?"
"Oh no, it isn't that much."
"What do you think about while you are jacking yourself?"
"Well, I usually think of another guy who is my friend."
Ooops, I believe I hit pay dirt.
"Have you and him ever had sex together?"
"NO, but I would like to."
Well, well, maybe there is some hope with this fellow. The next day or so should be interesting.
*****
The rain stopped sometime during the night and the sun was out in all of its glory by the time I got finished scrambling some eggs and making the coffee.
"Jim, one of the first things we have to find is an area large enough for the tent area. There will be roughly nine tents and I generally look for a spot a couple of hundred feet square and that give us enough room to set up the tents and the main campfire as well as a makeshift outhouse. Then we need to find places for them to play ball, perhaps go for a swim, and play some other scouting games. Let's get started."
With that we each went off in opposite directions for about a half hour and then swung around to our right and that let us cover a great deal of territory in an hour's time.
We met back where we started an hour or so later and we were each a little excited. Both of us had found areas that were suitable for what we needed. I suggested we go take a look at those he discovered and then we would work our way back to mine. That was totally unnecessary since his were absolutely perfect. The best part of his was a stream that fed into a pond about seventy-five feet in diameter and that fed into a waterfall of about seven feet. The whole area couldn't have been better. This was all State game lands so there wasn't going to be any problem about getting permission for our camping.
We then picked a direction to hike to see if there were any places that would provide something interesting for the boys to occupy their time with. We found an old hunting hut and fireplace and then some great well-worn trials hunters must have used in years past. We walked those for a while and about then the sun had been up for a few hours and I was soaked with perspiration.
"Jim, I'm thinking I would like to go back to that pond and go for a little swim. We can swing by our tent and pick up our towels. Are you game?"
"Frank, let's go."
He never mentioned he hadn't brought a bathing suit with him and neither did I.
We stripped near the waters edge laying our clothes out on the bushes and rather than simply dive in not knowing just how deep it was, I walked in and walked slowly out to deeper water. It was perfect ... no large underwater boulders but it was damn cold. I guess we should have expected that being fed by a mountain stream. We splashed around for a bit before going out to dry off. I couldn't help but notice that Jim wasn't able to take his eyes off my crotch. I took a look over at his and he came up a little short in the cock department.
The walk back to our tent was only about ten minutes and we poked and prodded our campfire to get it going again rather than letting it go out and having to restart it that night. We went on a short trek to gather some firewood and in a very short while had enough to last us well into the next day. I put a pot on the fire for coffee and Jim dug our some lunch meat from the small cooler we had brought and we were set. We sat under a nearby tree having a sandwich and coffee.
"Jim, I didn't sleep well last night and I think I am going back inside for a nap. We can do some more exploring later unless you want to go and do some by yourself."
"No Frank, I think I'll join you to catch some Z's."
I really was tired and didn't have a thought in the world about anything else. I found out in a little while that wasn't the same with Jim.
"Frank, I couldn't help but notice when we were going in and out of the water the size of your cock. Does it give you any trouble getting it in a girl?"
Wow, that was some opener.
"No, Jim. A gals pussy as well as a guys ass all open up to accommodate intruders."
"Really, you have put that thing up a guys ass?"
"Oh hell yes. Dozens of times." I replied.
