Elite Scouts Zander and Moore couldn’t believe what they saw, peeking through the tent flaps the first night watching Scout Bunker take young Oliver’s cherry. Scout Oliver was so shy and acted so innocent that neither of them had looked at him that way. Now they did! They both walked away with a hard-on in their shorts, envious of their friend, and resolved that they would get their own turn with Zac’s little brother at some point. The next afternoon, scout Zander got his chance, when he was making out in the woods with Scoutmaster Snow. Just as things were getting hot, they caught scouts Zac, Bunker and Oliver, spying on them. The spies were lined up, bent over a convenient fallen tree, and Scoutmaster Snow and Zander took turns fucking the three of them. They both finished off breeding Oliver’s still very tight hole. With two loads of warm cum squishing between his cheeks and running down his thigh, scout Oliver was shocked with how much sex evidently went on between the boys and even the scoutmasters in the troop. Zac had never told him about that and Oliver wasn’t sure what to think about it, although, he had to admit that he was starting to like being fucked by the older boys. In some ways being fucked by the scoutmaster was even better, although Scoutmaster Snow’s huge cock was almost more than his inexperienced hole could handle. Meanwhile, Elite Scout Zander told his friend that fucking scout Oliver was, indeed, everything they imagined. Elite Scout Moore wanted his own chance more than ever. As luck would have it, he was about to get his chance. All the scouts were back in the woods searching for arrows. Like before, Scouts Bunker and Zac had the binoculars and map, leaving Oliver tagging along behind, mostly ignored. Bored and getting tired of the constant hiking, Oliver started lagging farther and farther behind. There were actually all kinds of interesting things in the woods if you stopped to pay attention, birds and bugs and curious mushrooms. Scout Oliver knew that most of the mushrooms were poisonous, but there were some that you could eat. He wondered what they tasted like. Scouts Bunker and Zac noticed that Oliver was missing. They called out to him, but Oliver wasn’t paying attention. He was losing interest in the whole challenge since his brother and friend wouldn’t even listen to anything he said. Then a whispered voice from behind a bush called to him. Elite Scouts Zander and Moore hadn’t been stalking Oliver, until they noticed him falling further behind. Scout Moore saw his chance and convinced scout Zander to help him. They ambushed the boy, bribing him with the secret to finding the arrows. They knew how he was being treated by his teammates. They calculated that the chance to find all the arrows would be too good to pass up. It was. Scout Oliver considered their offer. It was almost certainly cheating. But was it? It wasn’t cheating for him to follow along behind his brother, not helping at all. Would it really be cheating if these other boys gave him a hint to find the arrows on his own? He thought about the look on his brother’s face when he found out that his little brother had found all three arrows. Scout Oliver shook his head shyly. He would go with the two elite scouts. They all headed off into the woods, out of sight of the trail. In a clearing, they asked Oliver to tie a bowline knot. Oliver thought that was an easy task for learning their secrets, but maybe there was more to it. Fortunately, that was a knot that he knew well, and he quickly completed it and handed the rope back. Scout Zander checked the knot and tossed the rope aside. They told Oliver to lean up against a tree. It seemed like a strange request, but he really did want to know the secret to finding the arrows. Before he knew it, Scout Zander had produced another rope, and he was tying Oliver's hands around the tree trunk, leaving him immobilized, helpless in the older boy’s power. Scout Moore said that before they told him the secret, they wanted to have some fun. Still somewhat naive to the way of things, Oliver wasn’t sure what they meant. His arms, tied to the tree, were kind of uncomfortable, and he was certainly not having fun, yet. When scout Moore leaned up against Oliver’s back and scout Zander kissed him, he realized what they had in mind. Scout Moore asked him if he liked being tied up. He didn’t answer. His mind was too busy trying to process the unfolding situation. His eagerness to get the directions had put him in this predicament. It wasn’t exactly fair. He had agreed to go with them, though. Almost against his will, his hole twitched. He remembered Zander fucking him the day before. He had to admit he liked it, even at the end when the older boy had pounded him hard, pumping cum deep in his guts. Scout Moore wasted no time getting the boy's pants down. It was only when scout Moore grabbed hold of it that Oliver realized that his own cock was painfully hard. Moore spread his own shorts on the ground and dropped to his knees, eyeing Oliver's pale peach of an ass. Meanwhile, Zander got on his knees in front of Oliver. Soon the boy was receiving his first blow job, while having his hole eaten out. It was amazing! The erotic sensation clouded the boy’s mind. He forgot about the rough bark scraping his arms. His entire focus was on his nether regions and the incredible sensations he was receiving. He didn’t care if he had been tricked. All he wanted now was to be fucked again. He couldn’t believe the feelings that had been awakened in his body, and how much he had changed in just a few days. The two elite scouts were every bit as hard as Oliver was. Scout Moore was well aware of how fat his cock was. He knew the boy would need to be opened up and well lubricated to take it, but pressing his face between Oliver’s soft cheeks and working his tongue into the tight hole was its own pleasure. He was a horny young man, and he needed to fuck. Standing up, he began to work his way into the tight opening. Oliver gasped and moaned, feeling the now familiar sensation of being stretched open as the warm, stiff flesh worked its way into his body. Then the fucking began. After both of the older boys had taken turns, switching back and forth and had finally fucked large sticky loads into Olivers ass, they let him go. Good to their word, they told him the secret. The master map with locations for all three arrows was in the top drawer of the chest in the scoutmaster's cabin. What’s more, they were all away having their own meeting. Oliver could easily slip in and get the map. Senior Scoutmaster Legrand had explicitly warned them not to do that. Did he mean it, though? Why mention a map at all? Maybe that was another test of their resourcefulness. Perhaps stealing the map without getting caught was part of the challenge. He had let the two older scouts fuck him to get this info. He wanted so bad to make his brother and scout Bunker regret the way they ignored and dismissed him. After all, scouts are brave. Scouts show initiative… don’t they? Could he do it? Would he dare?