Coming out to the campsite can be a lot for many of us involved, regardless of scout or scoutmaster rank. It can be a lot for anyone to handle being away from the familiar day to day and suddenly be thrust into the unknown of the wilderness. That’s why we try to train our boys to be as prepared as possible! There were certain boys I wasn’t worried about at all, but then there were others that I kept a watchful eye on. Having your routine broken can be a tricky thing to snap out of, and Scout Marcus – a boy I had a special connection with – was experiencing exactly that. The poor lad was just trying to find that same window of opportunity to… ahem… relieve himself. Once the body is set to a certain schedule, it can pose a challenge to learn how to pivot. So when it came to stumbling upon the flirty scout Marcus, I had already had a few gay outdoor sex encounters with the cutie once or twice before. I was well aware of his higher than usual sex drive, which meant that what I suspected I saw when I looked over at him in his bunk with his hands hovering over his lap, that sure enough I had walked in on the boy trying to jerk himself off.Nobody prepares you for a moment like that, but thankfully we had seen each other naked before so I did my best to play it cool. I didn’t want to embarrass the boy, especially since most of us don’t really seek the company of others when trying to rub one out. It definitely wasn’t easy finding alone time among all the camp's inhabitants, we are also heavy enforcers of the buddy system.With Marcus’ shorts pulled down past his waist and his semi-hard cock waiting patiently to be pulled back into the warmth of his hand, I encouraged the boy to keep going. Sure enough when I pressed my thumb against his thigh, the air in the warm tent somehow became even thicker as I saw the spark of sexual curiosity go off from behind his eyes and I slowly reached down to grab hold of his now hard cock.The silent gaze of understanding between us is so intense and palpable as both of us gauge how far we want to go. But as the pieces of clothing are stripped off, one by one, I end up grabbing hold of both of our erect cocks, silently drinking in the heat of the moment, as nothing is heard but the song of the wildlife surrounding the campground.Once I am fully naked, my big cock swings out from my tall frame like a heavy branch from a tree, with scout Marcus eager for the chance to pounce on it and gag himself with it. Saliva strings ribbon themselves out from my large erection, connecting the horny lad to my throbbing cock like a single strand of a spider’s silk.I took this time to admire the boy’s smooth backside, dropping a gob of spit directly down onto the pucker before I went in with my long digits and my slippery tongue. I can feel the younger man squirming beneath me as I line up my black dick with his white hole. As I fuck scout Marcus, I don’t hold back and pump that tight ass full of cock, leaving the boy panting in pleasure. He was always a vocal one when it came to bending over and taking it, but I think we can both agree that I helped him get that release a lot faster than if I had left him be. What else are scoutmaster’s for, if not to help out our scouts whenever we can?