Scout jack off

Note : This story is completely fictional!

In 9th-grade some guys already know whats going on with their sexuality
and some guys have no clue. I was one of the boys who had no clue. At
age 14, I was just beginning my major growth spurt. I had gained a lot
of height and was fairly tall and lanky. The typical skinny kid. My
voice had started to deepen and my cock had grown to over 5 inches. I
had a small patch of brown pubes. I was a nice looking kid, not a jock,
not really a geek, just a nice innocent boy with average to good looks.

I had been in the Boy Scouts since I was 10. It was the only thing I
really did outside of school. I didn't play sports, I wasn't in the
band, I was only in the Scouts. I usually went on the camping trips once
a month and most of my close friends were also scouts.

The summer camps and trips were the best. I got to see all of my friends
naked, which really fascinated me. Some guys had like not even started
puberty, they had no hair and they had tiny little dicks. The older guys
were amazing. Their cocks sometimes made my jaw drop. They looked like
huge hot dogs hanging straight down 4 or 5 inches. And they had huge
bushes too. One time I got caught looking. This older kid named Donnie
saw I was staring at his massive package and he said, "big isn't it!?".
Im sure I turned all shades of red, but he didn't seem to care.

My closest friend in the scouts was Bryan. He was my age, a little
taller and bigger than me. He was kind of a geek, though not too bad.
He wore glasses and had black hair. He already had a deep voice and some
hair in his pits and around his shins. I had always wanted to see him
naked. I got that chance in Washington, D.C.

The van ride from Atlanta to Washington was 10 hours and we were ready to
be done with it when we pulled into a military base in Fort Lee,
Virginia. I was always excited when we got to stay in barracks because I
looked forward to the showers. When morning came and Bryan and I went to
the showers my jaw dropped again. Brian was hung like a horse. It must
have been 5 inches pointing straight down. His patch of black pubes was
the largest bush I'd ever seen. He looked at mine and I looked at his
and we knew we were looking.

We became really close friends and were always tent-mates on the trips
after that. On a trip up to the Tennessee mountains I decided I wanted
to see that massive member again. Once inside our tent we began talking,
as most 14 year-olds do. We talked into the night.

I finally asked him, "Are you big?"

He said, "Yeah, kind of. Are you?"

I said, "Not really, how big are you?"

He said, "About 7, you?"

I said, "About 5 and a half I guess."

We talked about our pubes our balls, stuff like that. He told me he saw
me in the showers in Washington and I told him I saw his to.

The conversation turned to masturbation. He asked me if I had ever done
it and I reluctantly admitted that I had tried it. He said he did it
almost every day. I couldn't believe it! I thought I was the only one
in the world that did it every day. We talked about how we did it and he
finally asked if I was hard. I was. He was to.

I remember him saying, "I really feel like doing it now, but I don't have
anything to wipe up the mess." I then told him my technique of using
yesterday's sock to cum in. To my amazement, he pulled off his socks and
his briefs and was laying on his sleeping bag totally naked.