The Hike - Scout Colton - Chapter 2
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Things have gotten a little clumsy between Scoutmaster Wheeler and me ever since the night I took my pledge. Which, as it happens, was also the night he took my virginity!The practice was pretty intense, for both of us I suppose, but we haven’t been able to converse about it. There’s always been someone around. I may also have been coming via as a bit cold. If I’m honest, the whole incident made me sense a bit confused.Being banged for ...Being banged for the highly first time, and by my scoutmaster, no less, is a pretty large thing to come to terms with! I knew I should concentrate on scouting, learning and having joy and loving being outdoors. So I attempted my finest to put it all to the back of my mind.But, of course, the more I attempted not to think about it, the more it had a hold of me… and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted it again.Last weekend, the whole troop went up to the lakes for a two-night camp. For the highly first night, every time I looked at Scoutmaster Wheeler, my heart embarked thumping. By the time we turned in, I was a mischievous mess, desperate for us to have another private moment.As I ambled in the direction of my tent, he came up close behind me and purred in my ear. He said that instead of doing orienteering the next day with the rest of the group, he and I would go on a hike. My cock leaped up in my cut-offs and I spent all night attempting not to be too visible while touching myself in the sleeping bag beside my fellow scout.The following morning, everyone else headed off in one direction, and we strolled off in the other. We didn’t converse about that much to be honest. There were all sorts of things that I wanted to say, but I just couldn’t find the words. I didn’t have the courage to mention the fact that he’d been inwards me and how it felt. Or that I wanted it again. I perceived foolish, but I just waited patiently, hoping that he’d say or do something to tell me that he wanted it, too.He stopped and told me he needed a seep and ambled over to a tree. It wasn’t the invitation I was hoping for. In fact, he ambled a superb distance away from me, leaving me on the trail.I wanted to witness his cock again. I wanted to get another glimpse of the large implement that pried me open and came inwards me. Even if I couldn’t fondle it, I thought observing it might give me some peace of mind. Or at least give me more to fap off to later.I couldn’t help but creep up and try to look over. And to my surprise, I could witness that his pecker was not only out, but it was hard! As he relaxed himself with his massive stiff on, I couldn’t look away… or stop my pecker from swelling.I edged a little closer. Of course, each step made unintended sounds of twigs snapping and leaves rustling, bringing his attention to me and making me sense fully caught and exposed. I was totally embarrassed. But he just smiled and said “why don’t you come over?”And the next thing I knew, I was bashfully wrapping my palm around his big, hard, raw dick. My head was spinning with a concoction of enlivenment and anxiety. We were together again… finally! I perved into those mighty eyes, my lips less than a foot away from his. That beautiful, well-trimmed mustache was menacing to brush against my sleek cheek again and make the goosebumps on my back dance.Then we kissed. I know it’s a little unusual to be smooching another guy, particularly an elderly stud like Scoutmaster Wheeler, but it made me so excited I could hardly contain myself.He embarked to undress me. I knew it was a little dangerous–I mean, we were barely off the track, anyone could have stumbled upon us–but I didn’t care. He could have done anything he wanted to me. I just restricted onto his cock while he undid my belt and spinned my cut-offs and undies down, eager for him to put it back inwards me like before.He shoveled me against a tree before pulling down down to his knees to deepthroat me. He did this crazy thing with his tongue while kittling my nads and I almost came on the spot! It literally took every last chunk of will-power to remain in control! He kept looking up at me with those big, dark-skinned eyes and I perceived like the luckiest stud in the world!He turned me around and embarked playing with my ass. And before I could collect my thoughts, I perceived that glorious mustache of his kittling my booty as he sank his large tongue into my hole. I heard him unbuckling his shirt and flinging it onto the ground and knew he was getting prepped to poke me.Seconds afterward he stood up, lined his pecker up with my poke hole and embarked to penetrate me.I’m not gonna lie. It hurt like hell! But at the same time, I was more desperate for him to be inwards me than I was worried about how it felt. I looked back and saw that he was smiling. It was a real warm, protective smile, fully different to the way he’s looked at me in the past.Maybe this is wishful thinking, but it almost perceived like he was falling for me. He kept making this low-pitched moaning, obviously expressing pleasure. I liked it. I remembered it from last time. I wanted to hear it again and again! I don’t know why, but I wanted to make him happy. I wanted him to want me. And perceiving him inwards me made me sense like I was his completely.I was choky and bellowing and fapping my pecker like crazy. Then he grabbed my mitts and captured them behind my back before putting me into a sensitive gasp hold. The more weak I felt, the more I wanted him to do whatever he needed to do. I was entirely his.He told me to get loud. He said no one could hear us. It was a unusual thing, but when I embarked to squeal out loud, I perceived fully freed. I’ve spent so much of my life being quiet and secretive about my desires, that to be able to let go and just practice pleasure… it was almost disorienting!Then he shoveled me against a tree trunk, so stiff that my pecker embarked rubbin' against the bark. I grabbed it and embarked to fap myself. I didn’t want it to stop, but at the same time, I didn’t know what I’d turn into if it didn’t!At that moment, my cum embarked to gush out of me like water from an unstoppable hose! It went all over the woods floor, spilling everywhere and making the leaves and the stick sparkle in the sunlight.Scoutmaster Wheeler then began to grunt and groan like he did before and I could sense his entire bod shaking. He released of me indeed quickly, and a second later, I could sense his cum striking the back of my shirt and my ass cheeks.It perceived awesome to have his geyser running in flows on me, marking me as if to say I’m his and I made him happy. The warm, cream-colored globs fell down my back, making me sense like I did a superb job as he shoved his pecker back into me. I think he got a little more of his cum inwards me, which only made the re-entry all the more powerful. He was where I wanted him…
Things have gotten a little clumsy between Scoutmaster Wheeler and me ever since the night I took my pledge. Which, as it happens, was also the night he took my virginity!The practice was pretty intense, for both of us I suppose, but we haven’t been able to converse about it. There’s always been someone around. I may also have been coming via as a bit cold. If I’m honest, the whole incident made me sense a bit confused.Being banged for ...Being banged for the highly first time, and by my scoutmaster, no less, is a pretty large thing to come to terms with! I knew I should concentrate on scouting, learning and having joy and loving being outdoors. So I attempted my finest to put it all to the back of my mind.But, of course, the more I attempted not to think about it, the more it had a hold of me… and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted it again.Last weekend, the whole troop went up to the lakes for a two-night camp. For the highly first night, every time I looked at Scoutmaster Wheeler, my heart embarked thumping. By the time we turned in, I was a mischievous mess, desperate for us to have another private moment.As I ambled in the direction of my tent, he came up close behind me and purred in my ear. He said that instead of doing orienteering the next day with the rest of the group, he and I would go on a hike. My cock leaped up in my cut-offs and I spent all night attempting not to be too visible while touching myself in the sleeping bag beside my fellow scout.The following morning, everyone else headed off in one direction, and we strolled off in the other. We didn’t converse about that much to be honest. There were all sorts of things that I wanted to say, but I just couldn’t find the words. I didn’t have the courage to mention the fact that he’d been inwards me and how it felt. Or that I wanted it again. I perceived foolish, but I just waited patiently, hoping that he’d say or do something to tell me that he wanted it, too.He stopped and told me he needed a seep and ambled over to a tree. It wasn’t the invitation I was hoping for. In fact, he ambled a superb distance away from me, leaving me on the trail.I wanted to witness his cock again. I wanted to get another glimpse of the large implement that pried me open and came inwards me. Even if I couldn’t fondle it, I thought observing it might give me some peace of mind. Or at least give me more to fap off to later.I couldn’t help but creep up and try to look over. And to my surprise, I could witness that his pecker was not only out, but it was hard! As he relaxed himself with his massive stiff on, I couldn’t look away… or stop my pecker from swelling.I edged a little closer. Of course, each step made unintended sounds of twigs snapping and leaves rustling, bringing his attention to me and making me sense fully caught and exposed. I was totally embarrassed. But he just smiled and said “why don’t you come over?”And the next thing I knew, I was bashfully wrapping my palm around his big, hard, raw dick. My head was spinning with a concoction of enlivenment and anxiety. We were together again… finally! I perved into those mighty eyes, my lips less than a foot away from his. That beautiful, well-trimmed mustache was menacing to brush against my sleek cheek again and make the goosebumps on my back dance.Then we kissed. I know it’s a little unusual to be smooching another guy, particularly an elderly stud like Scoutmaster Wheeler, but it made me so excited I could hardly contain myself.He embarked to undress me. I knew it was a little dangerous–I mean, we were barely off the track, anyone could have stumbled upon us–but I didn’t care. He could have done anything he wanted to me. I just restricted onto his cock while he undid my belt and spinned my cut-offs and undies down, eager for him to put it back inwards me like before.He shoveled me against a tree before pulling down down to his knees to deepthroat me. He did this crazy thing with his tongue while kittling my nads and I almost came on the spot! It literally took every last chunk of will-power to remain in control! He kept looking up at me with those big, dark-skinned eyes and I perceived like the luckiest stud in the world!He turned me around and embarked playing with my ass. And before I could collect my thoughts, I perceived that glorious mustache of his kittling my booty as he sank his large tongue into my hole. I heard him unbuckling his shirt and flinging it onto the ground and knew he was getting prepped to poke me.Seconds afterward he stood up, lined his pecker up with my poke hole and embarked to penetrate me.I’m not gonna lie. It hurt like hell! But at the same time, I was more desperate for him to be inwards me than I was worried about how it felt. I looked back and saw that he was smiling. It was a real warm, protective smile, fully different to the way he’s looked at me in the past.Maybe this is wishful thinking, but it almost perceived like he was falling for me. He kept making this low-pitched moaning, obviously expressing pleasure. I liked it. I remembered it from last time. I wanted to hear it again and again! I don’t know why, but I wanted to make him happy. I wanted him to want me. And perceiving him inwards me made me sense like I was his completely.I was choky and bellowing and fapping my pecker like crazy. Then he grabbed my mitts and captured them behind my back before putting me into a sensitive gasp hold. The more weak I felt, the more I wanted him to do whatever he needed to do. I was entirely his.He told me to get loud. He said no one could hear us. It was a unusual thing, but when I embarked to squeal out loud, I perceived fully freed. I’ve spent so much of my life being quiet and secretive about my desires, that to be able to let go and just practice pleasure… it was almost disorienting!Then he shoveled me against a tree trunk, so stiff that my pecker embarked rubbin' against the bark. I grabbed it and embarked to fap myself. I didn’t want it to stop, but at the same time, I didn’t know what I’d turn into if it didn’t!At that moment, my cum embarked to gush out of me like water from an unstoppable hose! It went all over the woods floor, spilling everywhere and making the leaves and the stick sparkle in the sunlight.Scoutmaster Wheeler then began to grunt and groan like he did before and I could sense his entire bod shaking. He released of me indeed quickly, and a second later, I could sense his cum striking the back of my shirt and my ass cheeks.It perceived awesome to have his geyser running in flows on me, marking me as if to say I’m his and I made him happy. The warm, cream-colored globs fell down my back, making me sense like I did a superb job as he shoved his pecker back into me. I think he got a little more of his cum inwards me, which only made the re-entry all the more powerful. He was where I wanted him…
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