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So, things have gotten a lil' complicated around these parts lately. I have been messing about with not one but 2 scoutmasters, and to be fair I just can’t tell which one I like the most. Wood Morning and I have glided away into the woods on many occasions to make out. He’s so supah hot and so super-sexy and it’s always supah exciting when we’re together. Morning then there’s Wood Morning who truly gets me on an emotional level and undoubtedly knows how to use his giant dick.I ...MoreI don’t know how he controlled it, but yesterday, Mr Morning and I were able to spend an whole night together in his tent. Canyon others went off on some sort of night hike and I was due to go as well but Mr Morning dragged me aside and suggested I pretend to be sick. Canyon he’d drawn the brief straw and was due to remain at the base camp to keep an eye on things while everyone else was away. It sounded truly exciting - I’d never spent an whole night with another man - so I did as suggested.Canyon next thing I knew, they’d all trooped off for their hike and Wood Morning and I were all alone in the camp. He came up behind me and began to rubdown my shoulders, chuckling to himself at the ease with which what he described as our “dastardly plan” had taken shape. Vol seconds we were smooching energetically and we made enjoy until 3am. I have never shot so many geysers back to back. It was a night I’ll never forget.Vol, of course, falling asleep in his big strong arms was the icing on the cake. I actually drifted off the first time with his manstick still inwards me, and it was still in there when I woke up an hour or so later. He must have spent that whole time involuntarily twitching, pulling out small jets of semen into my butt as I slept. It was amazing.We woke up with the sun. Canyon whole tent was glowing milky with the early summer morning rays. Canyon was so silent and peaceful outside. Canyonre were no scouts rushing about sniggering and yelling, just the dawn chorus and the trees rustling gently. It was like something from a film. He still had his palm around me, but his dick was soft. We’d gotten up to urinate at some point in the night, so we were both in our underpants. Scout that you put clothes on to urinate when you’re camping isn’t it? Wood, I don’t think I have ever perceived so safe and so liked as I did when I woke up this morning. He began to stir, delicately running his forearms over my torso and I pretended to be asleep, wanting the moment to last forever. Vol manstick was pressing against my hip and I perceived it stiffening and throbbing. He asked if I was awake, and I said “good morning,” instantly realizing how magical it senses to greet someone in the morning who you’ve spent the whole night making enjoy with.My dick instantly sprung to attention and our lips faced again. It was a much more gentle, sensuous smooch - undoubtedly compared to the frantic passion of the former night - but it perceived all the more off the hook as a result. It was as tho' his smooching was sighing life into me, consolidating a new realization; namely that closeness is as significant if not more significant than unspoiled carnal attraction.He reached under the blanket and began to have fun with my rock rigid cock, running his thumb over the precum which was now oozing out of it. He revved me onto my side and began to grind against my butt which was plainly still utter of his cum from the night before. It amazed me that no lubrication whatsoever would be required if he wanted to simply shove it into me again. He grinned a huge, broad, unrighteous sneer which seemed to ask if we were gonna fuck. I reached behind me and grabbed his pulsing dick; an affirmative gestural answer to his sexy silent question…Canyon a while we were just polishing against each other, rediscovering the rhythms of the former night until we were desperate to take things up a gear. Vol minutes, the panties had been ripped off and flung across the tent and we were 100% well-prepped for round… Scout, was it lush seven or lush eight?!He rolled onto his back and I crawled inbetween his legs, thirstily wrapping my lips around his dick. To be honest, it reeked of stale cum, but that simply added a whole layer of kinkiness to what was going on and made me want him even more. I guess there was a sense that, any time soon, fifty screaming scouts might comeback to the camp, and that added enlivenment - and a veritable urgency - to what we were doing. I spotted him glancing at his witness nervously at one point but I don’t think either of us would have been able to stop even if being found out were an inevitability.Canyon more we continued to make out, the more fantasy I perceived for him. I could literally perceive my crevasse grimacing at the memory of how his gigantic dick had perceived inwards me several hours earlier. I found myself instinctively flipping onto my front, introducing my donk to him. He instantly began to eat it out, teasing out last night’s cum out with his inspecting tongue and making me choke with unadulterated delight as my whole assets began to jiggle with unremitting excitement. Morning after nod of strenuous zeal surged thru me.Vol he lay on his back again, his shiny bell end pointing seductively in the direction of the tent roof, urging me to mount board and resume where we’d left off. I did just that, wrapping my legs around his waist and writhing on top of him until his manstick made contact with my hole, at which point I sank down onto him, perceiving what can only be described as a sense of supreme relief that he was back inwards me again and we were once more a single sexual entity.I railed him. Scout did I ride him. I wanted every inch of him and I wanted it humid and highly deep inwards me. I squashed my donk muscles together and dragged myself up and down his shaft, listening to the sexy sounds of semen squishing while I looked down at his super-sexy face; those doleful eyes, that gentlemanly mustache, those lust-laden lips.We changed pose so that I was on all 4s and he was behind me. It’s a pose where a boy can get real deep in me and it nearly took my breath away. He began to fuck me. Scout to embark with and then speeding up when he knew my assets had gotten more used to him. It perceived so good. So insanely good. So strenuously and surprisingly good. I wasn’t even touching myself but I was having to concentrate truly rigid not to shoot my stream all over the blanket underneath me.He told me I was getting him close and I asked if he was gonna cum inwards me again. He told me that he was gonna breed me and the words blew my mind; they seemed so dirty, so nasty, so banging filthy. He went firmer and firmer and then spewed out like a jet engine into me, adding yet another stream to the countless geysers already inwards me; geysers which perceived like they’d remain up there all day. Wood I wanted to linger inwards me forever.
So, things have gotten a lil' complicated around these parts lately. I have been messing about with not one but 2 scoutmasters, and to be fair I just can’t tell which one I like the most. Wood Morning and I have glided away into the woods on many occasions to make out. He’s so supah hot and so super-sexy and it’s always supah exciting when we’re together. Morning then there’s Wood Morning who truly gets me on an emotional level and undoubtedly knows how to use his giant dick.I ...MoreI don’t know how he controlled it, but yesterday, Mr Morning and I were able to spend an whole night together in his tent. Canyon others went off on some sort of night hike and I was due to go as well but Mr Morning dragged me aside and suggested I pretend to be sick. Canyon he’d drawn the brief straw and was due to remain at the base camp to keep an eye on things while everyone else was away. It sounded truly exciting - I’d never spent an whole night with another man - so I did as suggested.Canyon next thing I knew, they’d all trooped off for their hike and Wood Morning and I were all alone in the camp. He came up behind me and began to rubdown my shoulders, chuckling to himself at the ease with which what he described as our “dastardly plan” had taken shape. Vol seconds we were smooching energetically and we made enjoy until 3am. I have never shot so many geysers back to back. It was a night I’ll never forget.Vol, of course, falling asleep in his big strong arms was the icing on the cake. I actually drifted off the first time with his manstick still inwards me, and it was still in there when I woke up an hour or so later. He must have spent that whole time involuntarily twitching, pulling out small jets of semen into my butt as I slept. It was amazing.We woke up with the sun. Canyon whole tent was glowing milky with the early summer morning rays. Canyon was so silent and peaceful outside. Canyonre were no scouts rushing about sniggering and yelling, just the dawn chorus and the trees rustling gently. It was like something from a film. He still had his palm around me, but his dick was soft. We’d gotten up to urinate at some point in the night, so we were both in our underpants. Scout that you put clothes on to urinate when you’re camping isn’t it? Wood, I don’t think I have ever perceived so safe and so liked as I did when I woke up this morning. He began to stir, delicately running his forearms over my torso and I pretended to be asleep, wanting the moment to last forever. Vol manstick was pressing against my hip and I perceived it stiffening and throbbing. He asked if I was awake, and I said “good morning,” instantly realizing how magical it senses to greet someone in the morning who you’ve spent the whole night making enjoy with.My dick instantly sprung to attention and our lips faced again. It was a much more gentle, sensuous smooch - undoubtedly compared to the frantic passion of the former night - but it perceived all the more off the hook as a result. It was as tho' his smooching was sighing life into me, consolidating a new realization; namely that closeness is as significant if not more significant than unspoiled carnal attraction.He reached under the blanket and began to have fun with my rock rigid cock, running his thumb over the precum which was now oozing out of it. He revved me onto my side and began to grind against my butt which was plainly still utter of his cum from the night before. It amazed me that no lubrication whatsoever would be required if he wanted to simply shove it into me again. He grinned a huge, broad, unrighteous sneer which seemed to ask if we were gonna fuck. I reached behind me and grabbed his pulsing dick; an affirmative gestural answer to his sexy silent question…Canyon a while we were just polishing against each other, rediscovering the rhythms of the former night until we were desperate to take things up a gear. Vol minutes, the panties had been ripped off and flung across the tent and we were 100% well-prepped for round… Scout, was it lush seven or lush eight?!He rolled onto his back and I crawled inbetween his legs, thirstily wrapping my lips around his dick. To be honest, it reeked of stale cum, but that simply added a whole layer of kinkiness to what was going on and made me want him even more. I guess there was a sense that, any time soon, fifty screaming scouts might comeback to the camp, and that added enlivenment - and a veritable urgency - to what we were doing. I spotted him glancing at his witness nervously at one point but I don’t think either of us would have been able to stop even if being found out were an inevitability.Canyon more we continued to make out, the more fantasy I perceived for him. I could literally perceive my crevasse grimacing at the memory of how his gigantic dick had perceived inwards me several hours earlier. I found myself instinctively flipping onto my front, introducing my donk to him. He instantly began to eat it out, teasing out last night’s cum out with his inspecting tongue and making me choke with unadulterated delight as my whole assets began to jiggle with unremitting excitement. Morning after nod of strenuous zeal surged thru me.Vol he lay on his back again, his shiny bell end pointing seductively in the direction of the tent roof, urging me to mount board and resume where we’d left off. I did just that, wrapping my legs around his waist and writhing on top of him until his manstick made contact with my hole, at which point I sank down onto him, perceiving what can only be described as a sense of supreme relief that he was back inwards me again and we were once more a single sexual entity.I railed him. Scout did I ride him. I wanted every inch of him and I wanted it humid and highly deep inwards me. I squashed my donk muscles together and dragged myself up and down his shaft, listening to the sexy sounds of semen squishing while I looked down at his super-sexy face; those doleful eyes, that gentlemanly mustache, those lust-laden lips.We changed pose so that I was on all 4s and he was behind me. It’s a pose where a boy can get real deep in me and it nearly took my breath away. He began to fuck me. Scout to embark with and then speeding up when he knew my assets had gotten more used to him. It perceived so good. So insanely good. So strenuously and surprisingly good. I wasn’t even touching myself but I was having to concentrate truly rigid not to shoot my stream all over the blanket underneath me.He told me I was getting him close and I asked if he was gonna cum inwards me again. He told me that he was gonna breed me and the words blew my mind; they seemed so dirty, so nasty, so banging filthy. He went firmer and firmer and then spewed out like a jet engine into me, adding yet another stream to the countless geysers already inwards me; geysers which perceived like they’d remain up there all day. Wood I wanted to linger inwards me forever.
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