Me and James in our tent

We were both I the army cadets, we joined at the same time and became best mates. I was 14, and James was 13 turning 14. Every single camp we went on, we slept in the same tent, we did everything together and we were a good two man team. James had no idea that I found him hot, and I had no idea that he fancied me. I mean we mucked around every now and then and jokingly grabbed each other’s dick through our pants, but there was no meaning to it.
Time had come for the big final year camp, it was a weeklong adventure where we spent every hour being like the army shooting, living and eating, whilst on a massive army barracks in Australia. James and I, now senior cadets were never separated, we stuck together and all the others new it, so no one stepped in our way. We were allocated the same tents, just two per each tent, and I loved that system because otherwise we would never sleep. Night after night, we talked joked around about which of the females we would like to fuck, and just were guys. But on the third night, my life changed forever and this is how it began.
It was about 11:00 at night and we were in our tent, with no one else nearby. We started talking about what we had done sexually in life. I rolled over into a spooning position with him, and he didn’t notice. I then slowly started to hump him as a joke just to see what reaction I would get, he jumped at first, but then rolled over and said, “That’s not the worst I have done.” I asked him what he meant by that. He said one time on another camp I made a guy suck my dick, I asked him was he gay, and he instantly said no almost too loud.