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Pitching a Tent

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Case in point, Max. I don’t think I’ve ever come across such a nervous young man. He’s considerably shorter than the other boys and on the first day of camp he barely opened his mouth. He just sat to the side, silently watching the team-building games. I had to intervene….I tried to spend as much time with him as I could and, in the process, I discovered that he was a really intelligent boy who was incredibly keen to learn. He also looked as cute as a button in his uniform!I’m not sure why I found him so distracting in that respect. I’m usually incredibly good at establishing very strict boundaries when it comes to the all-important Scoutmaster-Scout relationship, but there was something about Max…My feelings developed quite rapidly over a few days. I found myself wanting to spend more and more time with him on his own. I invented a whole complicated backstory for him, which I told the other scoutmasters so they wouldn’t find it suspicious that I was giving him so much attention. I found myself touching Max from time to time and just allowing my hand to linger for a few extra seconds. My dick was permanently hard in his presence.Then I guess it just happened. We were sitting in the tent that I’d just shown him how to pitch, and an innocent little cuddle progressed, first into nervous groping, and then into something way more sexual and with that, the line was officially crossed!He was obviously aroused, yet shaking like a leaf as I undid his shirt. It was instantly clear that he’d never done anything like this before. The thought excited and terrified me in equal measure. My dick was screaming at me just to jump on him and get busy, but the rest of me realized I needed to take things as slowly as possible to avoid scaring him or making him uncomfortable.I kissed his cheek, then his forehead, and then his beautifully smooth chest. I could feel his heart beating so hard and his breathing was really shallow. He smelled so good. I never know how some of these boys manage to remain so clean while they’re out camping. I’m pretty sure I’d have been a hot, stinking, muddy mess at his age – particularly after putting up a tent!My body utterly dwarfed him. I tried to be as gentle as I could as I caressed him and slowly ran my hands over the bulge in his underpants. He was rock-hard and twitching like crazy and the whole situation just sent my libido surging. I soon had him naked. It must have been incredibly intimidating for him, but he seemed to suddenly lose his inhibitions and started to go with the flow.I got my mouth around his dick and gave him the mother of all blowjobs. It was obviously his first and I wanted him to have the very best experience.I took my pants and underpants down and seductively revealed my big fat dick. He was soon sucking it, tentatively to begin with, but then like a true pro.He was lying flat on his stomach, which gave me time to study and then play with his stunning, soft, peach-like ass. Until that moment it hadn’t even crossed my mind that I might actually get to fuck him, but, as I licked my finger and pushed it into his super-tight hole (and he didn’t yelp), a whole world of possibilities suddenly opened up! Was young Max really about to let me pop his cherry?Now I’ve got a big dick. It’s not the size you wanna just shove up a virgin ass, but the more that boy sucked me, the more I needed to have him.I gently turned him onto his front. He must have known what was coming, but he seemed calm and up for it. I spent the longest time lubing him up with my tongue and fingers, enjoying the gasps and deep moans of satisfaction which were coming from his mouth.I carefully lined my massive, raw dick up against his tiny ass and tried to speak as reassuring as possible as I entered him. I saw his eyes widen as he felt it for the first time, and then he started gasping. All things considered, he took me really well for a first-timer. I went as slowly as I could, creeping into him a little at a time until my huge pole was fully inside him.I fucked him imperceptibly—slowly to begin with—and then started ramping up the pace, propelled by his innocent whimpering and moaning. He was such a brave boy.His slight frame made him easy to move around. I molded him into some crazily-hot positions, my dick remaining deep inside him at all times. By the time I’d got him on his back, I was able to bang him deep and hard. I kind of lost control and started really pounding him. My dick suddenly wanted to wreck him and I wanted to watch his gutsy little face grit his teeth as I went full tilt.I could feel the semen rising in my balls and I knew I had to squirt my load into him—almost like branding him—making him mine and letting him know that this was the first encounter of many and that there was one heck of a journey to come for him!

Pitching a Tent – Holden Hernandez & Maxwell Dawson

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Scout Milo – Chapter 3 – The Hike

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We walked for miles, through the woods and around the big lake, chatting continually. He’s a good kid – confident, intelligent, conscientious – and he thinks big thoughts for his age. He’s quite politically-minded and very into ecology. It was a genuine pleasure to get to know him. Of course, as we walked, I was getting hard-on after hard-on. Sometimes I simply had to look over at him and see his tight uniform clinging to that cute little body of his and my mind would start racing, imagining all the terrible things I was gonna do to him. He kept his cards fairly close to his chest, however. I mean, he was very open and honest, and seemed utterly at ease with me, but I just couldn’t get a sense of whether he was flirting, or at least open to being flirted with.

Of course, I kept searching for spots in the forest which felt like they might be quiet enough to house a bit of hanky-panky, should I manage to get him in the mood. One such place was too good to ignore. It was in a dell, in a small glade, right in the middle of nowhere, way off the beaten-track and surrounded by dense foliage. And by that point there was so much pre-cum in my pants, I figured it was time I knew for certain whether I was gonna get any, or not. It was time to give things a definitive nudge…

I suggested we take a break and we both removed our backpacks. I immediately got a little more personal, asking him whether he was settling in okay and mentioning that I hadn’t really seen him with many boys his own age. A flash of sadness crossed behind his eyes, but he smiled bravely, admitting that he hadn’t really made that many friends since joining our troop. I approached him and played with his neckerchief fondly, telling him he’d be sure to make lots of friends if he just kept on being him. And then, just like that, I saw the spark in his eye. It was a very clear signal; a naughty, lustful flash which gave me absolute permission to pull him in for a kiss.

Seconds later we were full on kissing and my giant hands were roaming freely across his tight little body. I soon had him out of his shirt. The boy has a beautiful torso, dark-skinned and surprisingly muscular for a twink of his slight stature. He knew how to kiss as well. I was certainly not dealing with a first timer. He may well have been kicking off a pretty hefty “butter-wouldn’t-melt” energy, but the boy was a seething mass of hormones who’d undoubtedly already been down this particular path with an older man; possibly even one of the other scoutmasters.

I undid his belt and the fly of his shorts, pausing briefly to check that he was okay before plunging my hand into his underpants to feel his surprisingly large penis, which was now rock hard. I got on my knees and pulled his underpants down, allowing the beast within to burst forth. Frankly, it would have been rude not to service it, so I immediately got my lips wrapped around it, taking it deep into my throat while my tongue danced nimbly up and down its shaft. The boy instantly started to groan and gasp and his legs began to tremble.

I stood up and encouraged him to help me out of my clothes, parting my shirt to show off my six pack. He, of course, seemed far more interested in my hairy chest. I dunno, you spend hours working on your physique at the gym, but all the boys seem to care about is how much of a bear you are! I pushed him to his knees and suggested he do to me exactly what I’d just been doing to him. He eagerly went to work, pulling my pants down and unveiling my rock-hard daddy dick like some sort of prize possession, before giving what can only be described as top-notch head. Young Milo was either a complete slut or an absolute natural. Within seconds he’d swallowed the whole thing and my balls were pressed squarely against his chin. This, he managed to do without gagging. It was deeply impressive – and super horny; the boy was plainly very hungry!

I leaned over and spat on my hand, pushing one of my fat fingers into his tight little hole as he continued to deep throat me. He didn’t pull away or ask me what I was doing. He knew exactly what was going on, and what’s more, he wanted it. I pushed him against a tree and squatted behind him, informing him that I was going to stick my tongue inside his ass, before eating him out real good, grabbing his hard dick as I got into it, and jerking him till he was crying out for my big, dripping dick.

A few minutes later, he got it. I stood up and shoved it into him. It sank into his beautiful butt like a hot knife sinking into butter. Plainly this was not something he’d done often, if ever, before. It certainly caused him a degree of discomfort, but boy it felt good and man was he brave! I was soon rutting like a stag, thrusting into his tight body with almost brutal strokes. His dick remained rock solid throughout with strings of pre-cum running from its tip as I crudely tore his ass apart, my big bare cock mighty deep inside his tender guts.

I managed to lift one of his legs up as I fucked him. The boy is crazy athletic and has a great sense of balance. I took him fast, then slow, hard, then soft. Then I turned him to face me and hooked his legs around my waist, lifting him right off the ground as I banged him.

I realized I was about to shoot my load and told him I was gonna empty out inside him. Seconds later, the spunk literally flew out of my dick, filling him with an intense river of man juice. As I pulled out, it gushed out like a waterfall and I got to my knees, sticking my tongue in to coax even more of it out. And then I pulled him back and held him safe as we kissed and he whimpered. It turns out that there’s still a large part of me that wants to protect him at all costs, even after wrecking him with my dick!

Scout Milo – Chapter 3 – The Hike – Ace Banner & Milo Miles

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The Scout Ian: Setting Up Camp

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I spotted Ian as soon as he arrived for summer camp. Something about him instantly got my attention. He looked so young, so innocent, so lost somehow, and yet there was something, lurking behind his eyes, which made me think he knew stuff. Over the next few days, I could sense him staring at me. When I looked back, he invariably looked away, but as time wore on, he got pretty good at holding my gaze. Certainly long enough for me to know that he was up for it.

I set up an orienteering task for him and another young recruit who Scoutmaster Wolf had been fooling around with. I had my wicked way with both of them in the forest and then again in the privacy of my tent.

Ian took to it like a duck to water and I enjoyed every moment with him. Pretty soon, I was finding every opportunity I could to get him on his own. I became almost obsessed with getting my dick inside his tight little ass.

He was a good scout. He could build a decent fire, tie all sorts of complicated ropes, cook a fairly edible meal.. The one thing he couldn’t do, however, was put up a tent. He was forever having to get the other guys to help him, much to his great embarrassment.

Yesterday, a few of the boys joined me on a hike right out into the forest and, after arriving at our designated camping spot for the night, I saw him sneaking off into the trees with his backpack. I knew exactly what he was doing. He was going to practice putting up his tent away from the gaze of the other boys. I followed and watched from a distance.

It was quite sweet to see the little guy fumbling around with the ground sheet without a clue about what to do next. I watched for a while before taking pity on him and giving him a hand. I’d like to think that he was learning, but I’m not sure anything I said was being processed. He’d plainly got himself into a blind panic and convinced himself that tent-building was impossible. It turned out he hadn’t even packed the right equipment, so we were forced to abort the mission, and, because it was getting late, I suggested he sleep in my tent. The appropriate course of action, of course, would have been to suggest he share a tent with one of the other boys, but when you have a raging boner, appropriateness tends to fly out of the window!

I got him inside the tent and we instantly started kissing. The boy looked so sexy and smart in his uniform. I pulled him into me and wrapped my big, strong, bear-like arms around him before getting him undressed. I kept his shorts on a little longer than everything else. I’ve admired his peachy little ass so often in those shorts since the last time we made out!

I had a quick feel underneath to check he was wearing a jock. Ever since we’ve been hooking up I’ve encouraged him to wear one. I thought, as we kissed, how nicely defined his chest was. I dunno why I’d not noticed that before. He’s a skinny one, alright, but he’s got some pretty good definition for someone his age.

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Scout Milo – Chapter 1 – The Pledge

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When I signed up to become a Scoutmaster, I knew a potentially rocky road was stretching out in front of me. I am a man of great principle. I work hard. I look after myself. I very much enjoy mentoring younger people. But I find myself helplessly distracted by beauty, and beauty, in my eyes, is most potent when innocence and youth collide. The irony, of course, is that I’m now in a position where it’s almost impossible to avoid the type of situation which throws this very form of temptation my way.

I’ve managed to successfully control my urges thus far, but one of the boys challenges me beyond words. Scout Milo is everything. He exudes gentleness and kindness. He’s conscientious, studious and serious. His olive skin is smooth. He has dark, innocent eyes and raven-black hair. He is everything I find beautiful.

He had been desperate to become an Elite Scout. I was thrilled for him when his wish became a reality and even happier when I was selected to oversee his induction. The ceremony, which usually takes place in private, is really just the recitation of a pledge and the presentation of a pin, but to a keen and dutiful Scout, it’s the doorway into a world of adventure. The look of excitement and anticipation on a boy’s face can be alluring at the best of times, but Scout Milo’s profound enthusiasm was intoxicating.

I found myself toying with his neckerchief and pulling down his shirt sleeves to make him as handsome as possible before attaching the all-important pin. I really can’t explain what happened next. I found myself staring into the boy’s eyes and being drawn towards him like metal being steadily pulled into a magnet. I knew Milo wanted me. He was yearning for me. He was desperate for me…

We kissed. It was little more than an innocent peck on the lips, but as I pulled away, the look on his face told me he was hankering for more. Seconds later, our lips locked again, but this time they lingered passionately. I removed his glasses and returned for a third time, kissing him forcefully and lustfully, pulling his diminutive body into mine and wrapping my muscular arms around him as I sampled the forbidden fruit.

I turned him to face the wall and stood behind him, slowly yet purposefully undoing the buttons of his shirt. He was shaking like a leaf; a heady blend of anticipation and terror. The boy had obviously barely kissed another person before, let alone been undressed by a sexually-experienced man. A powerful force instantly engulfed me. I ran my large hands up and down his tight, tanned chest, taking in great gulps of his alluring boy scent.

I found myself unbuckling his belt and caressing the huge bulge in his underpants. I was astonished not just by its size and near perfect shape, but by the extraordinary hardness of it. I couldn’t wait to get it into my mouth.

As I wrapped my hungry lips around the shaft of his penis, and pulled him into my throat, he started to moan uncontrollably, desperate for this new, all-encompassing sensation to continue. He was putty in my hands. I pushed him onto the table, and got him to squat, spreading his legs apart as my tongue danced over his tight, virgin hole. As I licked and kissed him, I could feel it opening for me. He’d never experienced anything of the sort before, but his body was subconsciously preparing him for penetration, giving me permission to pop his stunning cherry.

My pants and underwear seemed to fall to the ground unaided. I found myself lining my big, thick dick up with his hole, and before my rational brain had worked out if I was being utterly mad, I realized I was pushing myself into him. He gasped. He was tight—extremely tight—and unsurprisingly bewildered by the sensation, but I persisted and was soon rutting him with both speed and force, my entire body humming with lust-fueled excitement.

I repositioned him so that he was on his back. I wanted to look into that beautiful face as the innocence drained from it. He would never again be the boy that had walked into the office. He would henceforth understand what his body was for and always remember me as the man who introduced him to the rest of his life. He jerked himself frantically as I skewered him, a great, ecstatic smile plastered across his face as he begged me like a whore to go harder.

Moments later I realized he was cumming, spraying his load all over his stomach. I couldn’t pull out. I should have. The poor boy was shaking all over and plainly didn’t know if he was coming or going, but I needed to nut inside him. I needed to brand him internally, and make him mine…

Scout Milo – Chapter 1 – The Pledge – Milo Miles & Tyler Saint

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Scout Landon – Chapter 3 – The Hike

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Being an Elite Scout has definitely been an adventure! I’ve learned new skills, I’ve toughened up, and I’ve gained an unbelievable amount of self confidence. I finally feel like I now know who I am and what I want from life.

It seems like forever ago that I went along to Scoutmaster McKeon’s office to take my pledge. I was so nervous and unsure of myself. I could barely stop my hands from shaking. But the hour that I spent with him changed everything. I guess you could say that he seduced me. The whole experience certainly caught me off guard… but I loved every minute.

Our encounter made me feel so special, but it must’ve been the same for him, too. Scoutmaster St. Michael made it clear that he was interested in me as well and, one afternoon, when the camp was empty, we had the most intense and passionate session. This time, I felt entirely in control.

But after taking my boyhood in his office, Scoutmaster McKeon decided to keep his distance. It upset me for a while, but then I realized he was probably worried he’d overstepped his boundaries. There was no way that he could have known quite how much I’d enjoyed it and that I was literally craving for more.

When our troop headed out into the forest for our latest adventure, things started to change. McKeon was suddenly paying me a great deal more attention. I would catch him watching me from a distance. When I looked back, he’d maintain eye contact, and I’d instantly blush and get rock-hard thinking about our previous time together. Just knowing he was looking at me made me increasingly determined for a rerun.

I didn’t need to wait long. The day after we’d arrived, he announced over breakfast that he’d decided to start giving Scouts individual lessons. My name had been pulled out of a hat for the first session. What luck, I thought.

The next thing I knew, the two of us were marching out of the camp on a wilderness hike. We walked for an hour or so, talking about the weather and school and knot-tying and pretty much everything except for the elephant in the room. I could see that he was hard in his pants—and, of course, so was I! By the time we’d stopped in a clearing and hastily thrown up a couple of tents, there was a damp patch of pre-cum on the front of my pants. There was no way he couldn’t have seen it.

Turns out, he did see it. He pushed me against a tree and started to kiss me. Within seconds we were making out and I had the palm of my hand pressed hard against his bulge! This was the beautiful dick which had taken my virginity, I thought. I will have it again.

I guess you could say that there was a slight air of desperation hovering over Scoutmaster McKeon. He seemed in a bit of a hurry, like he’d been wanting me for some time and couldn’t wait to get inside me again. I very much loved the sensation of feeling that wanted. He had my pants down in seconds, and soon tore his own clothes off.

I dropped to my knees and took his huge dick into my mouth, savoring the sensation of its rapid swell. I was hungry for it and sucked him real hard, repeatedly looking up at his face for signs of approval. He grabbed my chin and pushed the entire length of his monster deep into my throat. I fought the desire to gag. He smiled, impressed. I’d have smiled, too, were my jaw not stretched-out full.

I stood and we kissed as he fondled my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. He pushed his fingers into my hole. He got down behind me on his knees and used his wet, slippery tongue to prepare it for the inevitable. The feeling of his tongue dancing over my hole sent shivers through my body. I realized there that I ached for him, and had ached for him since the moment he first touched me.

He stood behind me and casually spat on his dick before pushing it right inside me. I expected him to go quite gently. That was not the case; he pounded his raw dick in and out of me like I was some kind of slut. Perhaps I was. I gasped and moaned so loudly that he was forced to put his hand over my mouth. He went harder and harder, like he was in some sort of desperate frenzy. It felt like he was using my body for his own carnal needs, but I didn’t care. I wanted his load. He could bang me as brutally as he wanted to and treat me like the whore I’d become—as long as I got some.

He pulled out and jerked himself hard. I suddenly felt a cascade of watery semen dousing my back and rolling like a river down my sides and legs. I have literally never seen so much spunk! He must have saved it up for days. Perhaps since we had last seen each other.

He pushed his dick back into me for a few seconds before pulling out again and breezily instructing me to hurry up and get dressed. He had said it just like nothing had happened, but I knew he’d be back for more. After something like that, how could he resist? How could I?

Scout Landon – Chapter 3 – The Hike – Landon Davis & Greg McKeon

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Scout Nathan – Chapter 2 – The Campsite

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Fortunately I’d already pitched my tent, so I suggested he join me inside for a chat, and… who am I kidding? The moment I saw him, my dick sprang into action. It strained inside my pants in a way that not even the Pope could have ignored.I knew I was onto a winner—those boys get out into the great unknown and get giddy on all that wild oxygen. Sure enough, within seconds of our climbing into the tent, we were kissing. And lemme tell ya… that boy didn’t kiss like a virgin! His soft, rosy lips were all over mine and his eager little tongue was soon dancing inside of my mouth.I tore off his shirt and ran my big hands over his smooth, pale chest. I could feel the boy shaking with nerves and exhilaration under my finger tips. He responded to every move I made; shuddering and whimpering. I kissed up and down his body, my lips triggered electric bursts of pleasure which fizzed and crackled across his skin and jolted his dick alive.I carefully unbuckled his belt and then slowly unzipped his shorts, exposing his throbbing boyhood to the sweet, pine-scented breezes which were gently drifting into the tent. I pushed him backwards, so that his legs were in the air, and slowly ran my tongue over his tight hole, knowing that the hairs from my beard would tickle his thighs and add a whole level of sensuality to his experience.My dick begged to escape from the cruel, tight prison of my uniform pants. With the click of a button, it sprung free into action. It pointed, throbbed in desperate need into the puckering pocket of pleasure present in front of it. I slowly pushed it into him, creeping, inch by inch towards his stomach. He gasped, momentarily unsure, before his ass opened up like a stunning wild flower. His entire body became covered in goosepimples; ripples of pure rapture engulfed him. His sphincter gripped onto my dick like a vice as my balls banged against his buttocks.I went harder and he yelled and thrashed his head around like some sort of wounded, ensnared animal, even though it was I who was ensnared in him. From then on, there was no stopping me—the boy was mine and I needed to brand him internally before the rest of the troop started showing up.Nature took over. I squirted my load deep inside him. My dick exploded like a bomb and a sea of semen leapt into his hole. As we both came down, I told him to get dressed and make himself look presentable, knowing that the fun had only just begun between us…

Scout Nathan – Chapter 2 – The Campsite – Nathan James & Tucker Barrett

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Scout Cole 1: Tick Check

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I guess you could call me an experienced Scout. I’m certainly one of the oldest boys in our troop and I’ve earned more badges than anyone else. Being one of the older boys means I get a few choice perks. I get to push to the front of the food line, I get to order the younger boys about and, more excitingly, I get to stay up later than the others when we’re out camping. I love those late nights around the campfire, telling ghost stories and toasting marshmallows under the stars. It sounds like the ultimate cliche, but it’s the most incredible feeling. The best part of it is hanging out with the Scoutmasters. Once the younger scouts are in bed, they chill out a bit and you start to get a sense of who they really are. My favorite Scoutmaster is definitely Dietrich. During the day, he can be a bit on the stern-side. I’ve seen him tearing strips of some of the cockier boys and I used to be really terrified of him. But I’ve learned over time that his bark is a lot worse than his bite. If you work hard, pay attention and you’re respectful to him… he’s as nice as pie. I love hanging out with him in the evenings. He cracks jokes and messes about doing these real funny impersonations. The more time I spend with him, the cooler he seems to get. And I guess the more handsome I find him… It all started with a dream. It was definitely the most erotic dream I’ve ever had and it was all about Scoutmaster Dietrich. It was so vivid. So sensual. I could smell him. Taste him. I can genuinely say that I’d never thought about him in that way up until then, but I woke up the next morning unable to think about anything else. And ever since, whenever I see him, I blush and my penis immediately starts swelling! Yesterday morning, we ended up alone together. The others went for a swim in the lake, but Dietrich said he needed one of the older boys to stay behind and learn how to do something called a “tick check.” He was looking at me as he said it, so I volunteered, and, then, as the others tramped off, I started to feel real nervous at the thought of being alone with him. A tick check is literally just that. You need to check your body for ticks and critters before getting into a tent. Scoutmaster Dietrich was telling me all sorts of gross stuff about tick bites and something called Lyme disease, which I only remember because he made a joke about lemons. Most of the time, I was just staring at him, thinking how tall and good-looking he is while wondering what I needed to do to make him feel the same way about me! He murmured something about showing me how to check someone else’s body for ticks before dropping to his knees and starting to rub his hands over my thigh. Then he rolled down my socks and examined my shin. I was shocked for a moment, and then I started to feel the blood rushing, first to my face (I must have been the color of beet) and then to my groin. I was so embarrassed. I was in a real tight pair of shorts and there was nothing whatsoever to cover the bulge. Then he turned me around and shoved the palm of his hand right up the leg of my shorts – all the way up to my butt! He was being pretty matter-of-fact about it. It probably shouldn’t have turned me on, but by the time he told me to take my shirt off, I was quivering with excitement! Of course, I tried to stay cool. I kept telling myself that he was checking me for ticks, which is probably the least erotic thing that two men can do together, but then I’d look at his handsome face and start blushing and trembling… and longing! Jesus! Once my top was off, he told me to remove my shorts. The horniness of the situation was immediately replaced by complete embarrassment. There he was, completely clothed, with me naked but for a pair of skimpy underpants. I felt a bit vulnerable to be honest, and was gonna say something, but he just carried on with the inspection, casually raising my arms and running his hands over my chest and back. Then he told me to lose the underwear and I was so shocked that I just froze. I could hear him rather calmly saying something like “you gotta do it” so I took a deep breath and took them off. He got on his knees again and started prodding and poking at me. He grabbed my balls, pushed them up and looked between my legs. Of course, the moment he touched me down there, I could feel my dick swelling again, and then, when he turned me around and told me to bend over before starting to check between my ass cheeks, I was back into the world of trying to suppress all the unhelpfully erotic thoughts which were bouncing about in my brain! Then I smelt his scent; a real dark, tobacco-like scent, and realized it was the smell from my dream… and, well, from that moment on, he could have done whatever the hell he needed to do to me and checked for ticks wherever he goddam wanted. I turned back to face him, dick hard as a rock, and he just smiled, grabbed it and said, “looks like you’re liking this” before saying, “alright, my turn…” Before I knew it, he was undressing in front of me. He kept shooting me these little sexy glances as he revealed more and more flesh. That bastard knew the effect he was having on me, and it suddenly became more than clear that he wanted to tease the hell out of me. Then he unzipped his shorts and looked real hard at me before revealing the bulge in his underpants. My mouth must have dropped open there and then. I don’t know whether I was more shocked or excited, whether I was more surprised by the size of the bulge in his underpants or the fact that there was a prominent, visible bulge there at all! Then he told me to look him over, and I started blushing again as I ran my hands distractedly over his ripped body. I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to push his underpants down, but he seemed okay with the idea. His cock got caught in the fabric and then bounced back up like a soldier standing to attention. I just didn’t know where to look, so I turned him around and started to examine his butt, which was like some sort of piece of beautifully-chiseled marble! Then he turned back around and made it clear he wanted me to check under his balls, and I felt real stupid because I was so turned on and then all I could think of was my dream and how huge his dick was in the flesh and how I wanted Scoutmaster Dietrich more than I’ve wanted anything in my life before… I got on my knees to check his legs, but immediately realized his insanely big dick was right in my face. I tried to look away, but I kept being drawn back to it… And then it was in my mouth. I don’t really know how it happened but I sucked it like the most precious gift, desperate to please my master, wanting him with every inch of my shaking body. I kept looking up at him, worrying if I looked away, I’d somehow wake up from another dream. He stood me up and we kissed so passionately. He was gentle and tender. It literally took my breath away. Then he unzipped the tent and told us we needed to get inside away from prying eyes. My heart started racing. He didn’t want a quick snog, he wanted more. He wanted me! Once in the tent, we knelt on the ground and kissed some more. I didn’t want it to stop, but he told me to bend over before ramming his tongue and then his fingers deep into my hole. The sensation was incredible. With every movement of his tongue I felt more like his boy. I was his to use however he wanted. Our bodies were finally gonna be united. The next thing I knew, I was on all fours and he was lining his dick up with my hole. And then, bang, he was pushing himself into me, and I felt like I was being torn apart. Intense doesn’t even come close to describing how it felt. The sensation of his giant meat sliding in and out of me, gently grinding up and down, deep inside my body was immense; agonizing, yet intimate beyond words. He started to fuck me harder and faster. I guess I was opening up for him but it genuinely felt like he was trying to push his entire body into mine. His dick was so far up in me that I felt it might start fucking my own dick… from the inside! He was really pummelling me, banging his beautiful meat into me with such force that all I could do was yell – it was almost like he wanted to fuck a baby into me. Then his breathing went real shallow and I could tell he was gonna cum. All I could think was that I hoped he was gonna shoot his precious load into me. I don’t know why I wanted it so much. But the thought was so incredible that I realized I was about to shoot. And seconds later, I could feel the semen spraying out of me uncontrollably as Dietrich continued to ram me from behind. Then I felt his dick exploding deep inside me. I could feel it twitching as he pumped round after round of his beautiful semen into me while the cream continued to drip from my dick. He carried on thrusting into me for some time after shooting. It was like he wanted to make sure everything stayed up there, so I’d know I was his. But I already knew I was with every fiber of my being. I’m his to use as often as he wants.

Scout Cole 1: Tick Check – Cole Blue & Dolf Dietrich

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 Dolf Dietrich

Scouts Dinner Duty

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Scouts Dinner Duty – Ian Levine & Austin Young

Meal prep is a time-honored tradition in scouting. Away from the comforts of home, young men must learn to fend for themselves, preparing their own dinners over a handmade fire. Out in the wild, such indulgences as pizza aren’t easy to make, forcing them to stick to the basics: meat, veggies, and potatoes. It’s Scouts Austin and Ian’s turn to prepare the food, hanging back around camp while others look for firewood. While some of the more adventurous scouts might find this task boring and tedious, these young men are happy to get away from the poison ivy of the densely wooded forest. Scout Ian has been through this many times before, knowing that it’s a welcome respite from the hard work that usually comes with outdoor excursions. He lets Austin know just how fortunate they are, hinting that it’ll be hours before anyone returns to check in. Scout Austin is intrigued when he hears that they’ll be left alone for a while. It’s not often that the young men are away from the group without supervision from their leaders. Ever since he pitched his tent, Austin’s been eagerly looking for opportunities to have a bit of extracurricular fun.