In the dim light of the campfire, the Scoutmaster's tent is filled with the soft moans of young, eager flesh. Kain, Jack, and Greg, their cute faces flushed with anticipation, take turns sucking the Scoutmaster's massive cock, their small hands struggling to encompass its thickness. The Scoutmaster, his voice a low rumble, guides them, teaching them the art of deep-throating. Once they've proven their worth, he bends them over, their tight, little asses quivering in anticipation. He lubes up their puckered holes, his fingers sliding in and out, stretching them for his cock. With a grunt, he pushes in, their anal virginity stretching to accommodate his hung length, their cries of pleasure filling the night.