I took my time getting ready. I wanted everything to be perfect; my neckerchief just so, my cap at exactly the right angle, my best shirt carefully pressed, or at least as un-crumpled as anything could be which has been stuffed in a rucksack! (Little tip: If you roll your clothes as you pack them, they don’t crease as much…)

The ceremony was scheduled to take place in the main tent while the others were off exploring the forest, so the whole campsite felt eerily quiet as I walked through it. Scoutmaster Stone was waiting inside and gave me the biggest grin when I entered. It was a smile which made all of my nerves evaporate. I recited the pledge without forgetting a single word, and he complimented me on my delivery before taking the all-important pin out of a little velvet-lined box and carefully attaching it to my shirt pocket. I don’t know why my heart was beating in my mouth. It was a mixture of nerves and excitement, I guess. I suddenly became aware of the magnitude and importance of what was happening, at the same time musing on just how long I’d waited to get my hands on the pin that was finally being presented to me. He took a whole lot of time attaching it to my pocket, standing real close, so close that I could smell his aftershave and his warm, minty breath. When he started to fuss with my uniform, smoothing the pockets down and tightening the neckerchief toggle, I realized that I was blushing rather intensely.

He ran the back of his hand down the buttons on my shirt and I realized with horror that the sensation was actually turning me on. Now I’m not into dudes at all; at least, I didn’t think I was. I’m totally cool with guys who are, but it’s just never been something I’d thought too much about… Until that moment! When he then spoke and told me I was very handsome, my brain started pounding. I looked into his eyes. He seemed so serious all of a sudden and I realized how incredibly blue his eyes were. They were drawing me in somehow… pulling me towards him. I could feel his face getting closer to mine, or mine getting closer to him and then all I could think was, “this is the moment… this is the moment when I actually kiss a man…” And just like that, it happened. His stubble felt so strange on my lips and chin. It shocked me at first and then I found it amazing. The more he kissed me, the more I wanted him. He kissed my neck and I froze, trying to comprehend the sensation which was surging though my body, trying to work out whether I should be doing something in return or just standing there in a weirdly ecstatic daze.

He stood behind me. As he moved, my hand innocently brushed over the huge bulge in his pants. He was hard. He was hard for me. Then he reached around and started to undo my shirt, playing with my nipples until I thought I was going to pass out. His fingers were driving me wild. The only way that I can describe it is that it felt like I was somehow coming to life. Then, when he pushed his hand down the front of my pants and touched my penis, I nearly fainted. Before I knew what was happening, he’d pushed my pants to the floor and was running his hand over the bulge in my underpants, kissing the back of my neck until I was rock hard and shaking all over. It was so odd to be there in just my cap, neckerchief and underpants, while he was still fully uniformed, but the power dynamic felt appropriate somehow. I just kept hoping that he was liking what he was seeing and touching.

Then he pushed me to my knees. When he started to undo his belt, I somehow knew he was going to want me to put his penis into my mouth. He parted his pants, pulled my hand towards the bulge in his underpants and made me feel its enormity before encouraging me to place my lips on the fabric stretching over the lump. I, of course, had no clue what to do, but I started running my tongue over it and he seemed to like that. Then he pulled his naked penis out of his underpants and pulled my face back towards it. I found my lips brushing against his hairy balls, and then running up and down the length of his shaft. There was a sticky liquid emerging from the tip which I had the crazy desire to taste, and then, just like that really, I found myself sucking him. He liked it. He made all sorts of appreciative groans while telling me how great it all was. I, of course, felt intensely proud to be bringing so much pleasure to this man.

He stood me up and rubbed his penis against mine - somehow pulling them both together and jerking them off simultaneously. In retrospect, I can’t begin to work out how he managed to do it, but it felt super hot. And then, when he fell to his knees and started to suck my dick… well I guess you could say my life changed forever. I had no idea anything could be that pleasurable. Genuinely. I was shaking and making all these weird, spontaneous, uncontrolled noises which seemed to come from the pit of my tummy. I didn’t want it to end, but at the same time, I knew if he continued to do what he was doing I was going to shoot my load all over the place - mostly in his face, which seemed a little, I dunno, rude!

He stood up again and I found myself reaching forward and unzipping his shirt. I was worried that my actions would seem a little too forward, but he allowed me to do it. He pushed me over the desk and started playing with my butt, whispering at me not to be nervous. Given the circumstances, and the fact that my head was now imploding, I couldn’t not be nervous. When he pushed his tongue into my hole, I had a pretty good idea that his penis was about to follow suit, and, sure enough, within a few minutes, he was rubbing the enormous thing up and down my crack, threatening to push it in. My body began to tense uncontrollably - and he could probably tell because he dropped down and started to push his tongue up there again. It was the oddest sensation to begin with; in fact, it felt rather uncomfortable and wrong somehow. But the longer he did it, the more erotic it felt and the more I thought, perhaps, that it might be nice to try his dick up there as well.

He pulled his pants off and stood behind me. Silence. I could hear the birds outside singing merrily. I held my breath and listened intently to the sounds within the room; the rustle of his clothing, the noise of his breathing. He ran his fingers up and down my crack before spitting on his hand and pushing the saliva into me. I assumed he was trying to make my ass a little wetter and more able to take his penis. Then he spat again, this time rubbing the saliva onto his dick… And then he entered me. It was the most bizarre sensation; a curious blend of pain and intense pleasure mixed with the most uncomfortable feeling that I was somehow about to lose control of my body. I found myself desperate to pee. My whole body went hot and then cold. I started shivering and then broke out into goosebumps. He pulled me into him from behind and whispered for me to keep breathing. The more I relaxed, the better it felt and the more I wanted it to continue…

He started to push his dick in and out of me. He would go really deep and then almost pull it out… over and over again. I was being fucked. I was losing my virginity. This is how it felt. Ten minutes before, I hadn’t even considered that I might be into dudes and now I was taking a penis inside my ass. Sometimes it felt good, really good and then it would all be too much. Then he’d hold me from behind and I’d feel the calmness passing through my body. And then he’d start again - going deeper and faster and harder…

And so it went on; pleasure, pain, ecstasy, intimacy, intensity, weirdness. He laid me on my back on the desk and held my legs apart, looking down into my face as he started doing me from the front. It was more comfortable like that; less vulnerable, less like I was being torn apart. He went a lot faster in the position and was really driving it in and out of me, his eyes rolling back in his head in deep pleasure. I loved to see him enjoying me. It felt special.

Then he pulled out and jerked his dick. The semen flew out in great spurts, all over my stomach. I was excited, excited to think that I had caused this incredibly intense reaction, that I had been good enough to elicit that amazing response from him.