Pitching The Tent - Scout Nathan - Chapter 3
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It’s been a while since Scoutmaster Barrett and I had last made out. To be honest, the first-ever time was so intense and mind-blowing that I wasn’t sure I could ever treat a re-run! For the rest of that particular campout, I found I couldn't glance him in the eye. During the subsequent weekly patrol meetings, it all got a bit awkward when we were near each other.Then, of course, as time passed, I commenced thinking more and more about what happened during the encounter: the way that my bod dissolved when he groped me, the blissful delectation of his dinky coming in me, the swings of obscene awakening surging thru my veins. The more I thought about it, the more I dreamed him again. We were due for another expedition and, in the weeks leading up to it, I commenced shooting Barrett these long, protracted looks. He caught on pretty swiftly and commenced returning them in a way which made me blush.By the time ...By the time today’s expedition had begun, there was no doubt in either of our minds that all we needed was an pretext to be alone together. Fortunately, Scoutmaster Barrett figured one out within a day of our arriving; he proclaimed to the gang that he dreamed a plucky volunteer to go into the forest with him to monitor “crepuscular” wildlife. Obviously, he had to explain to us all that crepuscular meant the animals which were most busy at twilight—like bats—and as shortly as that was established, a river of hands went up, all desperate for an adventure.He explained that the monitoring would involve staying overnight in a tent, and that nearly got the other men foaming at the facehole with excitement. I, of course, was doing everything I could to glaze my ever-swelling dick, knowing instinctively that he was going to call my name. I wasn’t just going to end up with a duo of snatched hours with him, but a entire night of love-making!When he picked me, the other men moaned with disappointment. Within an hour, he and I were alone, hiking into the forest. The early evening sun heated our faces while our lengthy shadows disappeared into the dark green undergrowth.We ambled for at least two hours and pitched our tent in a clearing which smelt of pine trees. It was the moment we’d both been waiting for. I sank into his embrace. We smooched passionately. I could perceive that he was a little on edge; he kept glancing into the distance. I guess it was to make sure that no one had followed us. The glance somehow re-enforced the craziness of what we were doing, and made the entire thing seem a lot more exciting.We moved to the tent, making out with even more intensity than we had the last time we were together. He ran his big, unshaved hands up and down my body, kneading me. He unzipped my shirt, exposing my pallid bod to the elements. The summer breeze mildly tickled the flesh around my nipples, adding just another insane layer to the sensory overcharge I was suddenly experiencing.I was fully nude within seconds and the strength was completely in his hands. My dick was rock-solid and my gams were broad apart. I was prepared for him. He squatted down and commenced to inhale me off, taunting and tempting me with his endowed tongue and soft lips. He left me in a state of complete corporal and mental arousal, incapable to comprehend the levels of fulfillment I experienced.He revved me over, and lost in lust, I shovel my spasming ass in the direction of him. He immediately commenced to eat me out, prepping me as well as he could for what I knew was to come. The tickly-prickly delectation of his beard brushing against my butt cheeks brought an electrified charge, one that jolted my flesh repeatedly as he consumed my hole.I heard him unbuckle his belt and undo his fly. He asked if I was ready. I was in a state of such sexual rapture that all I could do was yell deeply in reply. He tore his tee-shirt off, exposing that stellar unshaved torso of his, before pulling his dick out of his pants. sans any kind of ceremony, he shoved it into me.It did hurt like hell, but it sensed a lot less excruciating than the last time, and my fantasy to have him inwards me again highly much outweighed any displeasure I was momentarily feeling. He banged me rapidly, getting down on all fours up as he repeatedly shovel his giant, wet dick in and out of my tight, quaking hole. This had been a lengthy time coming, and I sensed it wasn’t going to be the longest sexual meeting we have or will have had. We needed to get this first-ever one out of our systems, then we’d have the entire night to study each other at a more reserved pace.He threw me onto my back so that he could witness as he boned me. I think the alternate looks of agony and rapture on my face must have revved him on because he commenced pummeling me pretty relentlessly. The more I yelled and gasped, the harder he seemed to get!And then, just like that, he nutted. I sensed the head of his dick contracting and retracting as he squirted his dear geyser deep into my guts. When he ultimately pulled out, I was sexually aroused to find out that his dick was as solid as it had been before he came. He was prepared for another chubby and it was clear that a entire night of whipped out lay ahead of me. I couldn’t wait.
It’s been a while since Scoutmaster Barrett and I had last made out. To be honest, the first-ever time was so intense and mind-blowing that I wasn’t sure I could ever treat a re-run! For the rest of that particular campout, I found I couldn't glance him in the eye. During the subsequent weekly patrol meetings, it all got a bit awkward when we were near each other.Then, of course, as time passed, I commenced thinking more and more about what happened during the encounter: the way that my bod dissolved when he groped me, the blissful delectation of his dinky coming in me, the swings of obscene awakening surging thru my veins. The more I thought about it, the more I dreamed him again. We were due for another expedition and, in the weeks leading up to it, I commenced shooting Barrett these long, protracted looks. He caught on pretty swiftly and commenced returning them in a way which made me blush.By the time ...By the time today’s expedition had begun, there was no doubt in either of our minds that all we needed was an pretext to be alone together. Fortunately, Scoutmaster Barrett figured one out within a day of our arriving; he proclaimed to the gang that he dreamed a plucky volunteer to go into the forest with him to monitor “crepuscular” wildlife. Obviously, he had to explain to us all that crepuscular meant the animals which were most busy at twilight—like bats—and as shortly as that was established, a river of hands went up, all desperate for an adventure.He explained that the monitoring would involve staying overnight in a tent, and that nearly got the other men foaming at the facehole with excitement. I, of course, was doing everything I could to glaze my ever-swelling dick, knowing instinctively that he was going to call my name. I wasn’t just going to end up with a duo of snatched hours with him, but a entire night of love-making!When he picked me, the other men moaned with disappointment. Within an hour, he and I were alone, hiking into the forest. The early evening sun heated our faces while our lengthy shadows disappeared into the dark green undergrowth.We ambled for at least two hours and pitched our tent in a clearing which smelt of pine trees. It was the moment we’d both been waiting for. I sank into his embrace. We smooched passionately. I could perceive that he was a little on edge; he kept glancing into the distance. I guess it was to make sure that no one had followed us. The glance somehow re-enforced the craziness of what we were doing, and made the entire thing seem a lot more exciting.We moved to the tent, making out with even more intensity than we had the last time we were together. He ran his big, unshaved hands up and down my body, kneading me. He unzipped my shirt, exposing my pallid bod to the elements. The summer breeze mildly tickled the flesh around my nipples, adding just another insane layer to the sensory overcharge I was suddenly experiencing.I was fully nude within seconds and the strength was completely in his hands. My dick was rock-solid and my gams were broad apart. I was prepared for him. He squatted down and commenced to inhale me off, taunting and tempting me with his endowed tongue and soft lips. He left me in a state of complete corporal and mental arousal, incapable to comprehend the levels of fulfillment I experienced.He revved me over, and lost in lust, I shovel my spasming ass in the direction of him. He immediately commenced to eat me out, prepping me as well as he could for what I knew was to come. The tickly-prickly delectation of his beard brushing against my butt cheeks brought an electrified charge, one that jolted my flesh repeatedly as he consumed my hole.I heard him unbuckle his belt and undo his fly. He asked if I was ready. I was in a state of such sexual rapture that all I could do was yell deeply in reply. He tore his tee-shirt off, exposing that stellar unshaved torso of his, before pulling his dick out of his pants. sans any kind of ceremony, he shoved it into me.It did hurt like hell, but it sensed a lot less excruciating than the last time, and my fantasy to have him inwards me again highly much outweighed any displeasure I was momentarily feeling. He banged me rapidly, getting down on all fours up as he repeatedly shovel his giant, wet dick in and out of my tight, quaking hole. This had been a lengthy time coming, and I sensed it wasn’t going to be the longest sexual meeting we have or will have had. We needed to get this first-ever one out of our systems, then we’d have the entire night to study each other at a more reserved pace.He threw me onto my back so that he could witness as he boned me. I think the alternate looks of agony and rapture on my face must have revved him on because he commenced pummeling me pretty relentlessly. The more I yelled and gasped, the harder he seemed to get!And then, just like that, he nutted. I sensed the head of his dick contracting and retracting as he squirted his dear geyser deep into my guts. When he ultimately pulled out, I was sexually aroused to find out that his dick was as solid as it had been before he came. He was prepared for another chubby and it was clear that a entire night of whipped out lay ahead of me. I couldn’t wait.
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