by J.B.
Scout camp always provided opportunities for tormenting and playing practical jokes on the younger scouts.
On one such camping trip shortly after I had become a patrol leader, another older scout and I decided to pick on an especially cute new Tenderfoot scout — yes, that really is the beginning rank in scouting. Confused but intrigued by my recent fascination with other boys' feet, I suggested we simply tie our prey to one of the camp benches, take off his shoes and socks and tickle his bare feet.
Since we were bigger than he was we had no problem getting him on the bench and restraining his arms and legs with several lengths of rope (I was beginning to see the merit of those knot tying exercises!). After pulling off his shoes I was almost intoxicated by the fragrant combination of warm leather and sweaty boy feet. As I slowly removed the young scout's damp, aromatic socks there was a stirring in my groin, and I was obsessed with his smooth, slender feet and long toes. I immediately went to work using fingers, feathers and pine cones to torture those objects of my desire, with the nearly hysterical boy begging me to stop in between fits of laughter.
I was becoming mesmerized by those incredibly soft, beautiful feet when I looked up and noticed my accomplice using a spoon to eat peanut butter right out of the jar. My devious mind went into overdrive, and I asked him to give me the peanut butter; anticipating what I had in mind, he just smiled and handed over the jar and spoon. I then proceeded to smear peanut butter all over the delectable soles and wiggling toes of our cute captive. The way he carried on you might have thought that I was sticking needles in his helpless little feet.
I wasn't concerned by his outburst because I knew our scout master wouldn't be returning from a meeting with camp counselors for at least another half hour. What I didn't count on, however, was a scout leader from a neighboring campsite responding to the commotion. When he saw what was going on and realized that I was a patrol leader, he reprimanded me for setting a bad example for the younger scouts.
He then untied our much relieved victim, helped him sit up, and then with a mischievous glint in his eyes he sternly ordered me to kneel at the end of the bench and to lick the peanut butter from the Tenderfoot's tender feet. The other scouts started mocking and teasing me, and I was never so humiliated in my life. By the same token, as evidenced by my raging hard-on, I was never so excited by or desirous of anything in my life. After a few tentative licks of peanut butter began to reveal those perfect soles, I was in ecstasy and it was as if no one else was there.
I then went on to eagerly lick the boy's feet as if they were a gourmet meal, but by the time I worked my tongue in between his succulent toes, I shot my load and was brought back to reality. The other scouts never let me live that down, and from that moment on they came up with any number of ingenious ways to control and embarrass me with their feet, toes and smelly socks. Even the scout who helped me tie up the Tenderfoot took advantage of my fall from grace and replaced me as patrol leader.
It didn't take him long to use me to service his own feet, and since he had such nice size 9s with really suckable toes I didn't put up any resistance. My loss of status was most obvious, however, on troop hikes and camping trips where I became a virtual foot slave. I was relegated to massaging tired feet, cleaning them with my tongue, trimming toenails, having my face used as a foot rest, judging smelly foot and sock contests, and of course eating a variety of foods from my fellow scouts' feet and toes. That tenderfoot scout whose irresistible feet first brought out my submissive tendencies was almost always the ringleader and never passed up a chance to get his revenge. The abuse and humiliation naturally escalated into me giving the scouts blow jobs, but I found a perverse sense of satisfaction in servicing the horny teens.
As degrading as my ordeal was, I discovered my true nature and pretty much set the standard for earning unofficial merit badges in Foot Worship and Cock Sucking.