Scoutmaster Catches Twink Brothers Barebacking in Outdoor Gangbang Hunt

The scoutmasters rang the gong at sunrise, calling the boys to wake up for the first day of the trials. After breakfast, Scoutmaster Oz gathered everyone together to hand out the clues they would need for the hunt. Oliver couldn't shake the feeling that a few of the other scouts were shooting him and his older brother Zac knowing looks, but he brushed it off, telling himself he was just being paranoid about the night before, when he had fucked his big brother Zac in secret. Three clues that said nothing and meant everything. The boys were told they could split into teams of two or three, and naturally, Zac and Oliver paired off together. Zac carried the map, though he had no better idea than Oliver about where they were supposed to go. More than anything, he seemed determined to ignore every suggestion his little brother made. Their first goal was to track down a waterfall, described in the clue as a noise that doesn't move. But before they reached the falls, they picked up on an entirely different kind of noise drifting through the trees. The two brothers crept quietly through the underbrush, following the sound until they discovered its source. Scoutmaster Snow was leaning lazily against a tree trunk, his cock out, while two eager scouts knelt in front of him, taking turns sliding their mouths up and down his shaft. Scoutmaster Snow caught sight of the brothers spying and waved them over with a smirk. He told them he already knew exactly what they had been up to the night before. Then the junior scoutmaster dropped the words the boys dreaded most: "The one thing I don't believe is that little Oliver actually fucked his own brother. I want to see it for myself."