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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. Rogan Temp and I have slid away into the woods on many occasions to make out. He’s so super-fucking-hot and so marvelous and it’s always supah arousing when we’re together. Rogan then there’s Rogan Rogan who indeed gets me on an emotional level and definitely knows how to use his giant dick.I ...MoreI don’t know how he controlled it, but yesterday, Mr Rogan and I were able to spend an whole night together in his tent. Rogan others went off on some sort of night hike and I was due to go as well but Mr Rogan dragged me aside and offered I pretend to be sick. Temp 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 indeed arousing - I’d never spent an whole night with another man - so I did as suggested.Rogan next thing I knew, they’d all trooped off for their hike and Rogan Rogan 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. Rogan seconds we were smooching energetically and we made enjoy until 3am. I have never shot so many explosions back to back. It was a night I’ll never forget.Temp, of course, falling asleep in his big strong arms was the icing on the cake. I actually drifted off the first-ever time with his knob 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, letting out small jets of semen into my butt as I slept. It was amazing.We woke up with the sun. Rogan whole tent was glowing milky with the early summer morning rays. Rogan was so noiseless and peaceful outside. Roganre 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 forearm around me, but his dick was soft. We’d gotten up to pee at some point in the night, so we were both in our underpants. Temp that you put clothes on to urinate when you’re camping isn’t it? Temp, I don’t think I have ever felt so safe and so liked as I did when I woke up this morning. He began to stir, delicately running his hands over my pecs and I pretended to be asleep, wanting the moment to last forever. Rogan knob was pressing against my hip and I felt 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 encountered again. It was a much more gentle, sensuous smooch - definitely compared to the frantic passion of the preceding night - but it felt all the more off the hook as a result. It was as tho' his smooching was sighing life into me, consolidating a fresh realization; namely that closeness is as important if not more important than unspoiled carnal attraction.He reached under the blanket and began to have fun with my rigid cock, running his thumb over the precum which was now trickling out of it. He revved me onto my side and began to polish against my butt which was plainly still utter of his jism from the night before. It impressed me that no lubrication whatsoever would be required if he dreamed to simply push it into me again. He sneered a huge, broad, unholy smile which seemed to ask if we were gonna fuck. I reached behind me and captured his pulsing dick; an affirmative gestural response to his sexy silent question…Temp a while we were just polishing against each other, rediscovering the rhythms of the preceding night until we were desperate to take things up a gear. Rogan minutes, the undies had been ripped off and flung via the tent and we were 100% ready for round… Rogan, was it chubby seven or chubby eight?!He flipped 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 wailing scouts might comeback to the camp, and that added enlivenment - and a sincere urgency - to what we were doing. I saw 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 detected were an inevitability.Rogan more we continued to make out, the more desire I felt for him. I could literally perceive my hole convulsing at the memory of how his enormous dick had felt inwards me several hours earlier. I found myself instinctively spinning onto my front, introducing my bootie to him. He instantly began to gobble it out, teasing out last night’s jism out with his investigating tongue and making me choke with unadulterated sensation as my whole assets began to jiggle with unremitting excitement. Temp after nod of heavy zeal surged thru me.Temp he lay on his back again, his shining bell end pointing invitingly 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 gams around his waistline and writhing on top of him until his knob made contact with my hole, at which point I sank down onto him, experiencing what can only be described as a sense of superb ease that he was back inwards me again and we were once more a single sexual entity.I railed him. Temp did I rail him. I dreamed every inch of him and I dreamed it wet and highly deep inwards me. I wrung my bootie muscles together and dragged myself up and down his shaft, listening to the sexy sounds of semen squishing while I looked down at his marvelous face; those doleful eyes, that gentlemanly mustache, those lust-laden lips.We switched stance so that I was on all 4s and he was behind me. It’s a stance where a dude can get real deep in me and it nearly took my breath away. He began to poke me. Rogan to commence with and then speeding up when he knew my assets had gotten more used to him. It felt so good. So frantically good. So intensely and surprisingly good. I wasn’t even rubbin' myself but I was having to focus indeed hard not to shoot my flow all over the blanket underneath me.He told me I was getting him close and I asked if he was gonna jism 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 humping filthy. He went tighter and tighter and then spewed out like a jet engine into me, adding yet another flow to the innumerable explosions already inwards me; explosions which felt like they’d remain up there all day. Temp I dreamed 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. Rogan Temp and I have slid away into the woods on many occasions to make out. He’s so super-fucking-hot and so marvelous and it’s always supah arousing when we’re together. Rogan then there’s Rogan Rogan who indeed gets me on an emotional level and definitely knows how to use his giant dick.I ...MoreI don’t know how he controlled it, but yesterday, Mr Rogan and I were able to spend an whole night together in his tent. Rogan others went off on some sort of night hike and I was due to go as well but Mr Rogan dragged me aside and offered I pretend to be sick. Temp 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 indeed arousing - I’d never spent an whole night with another man - so I did as suggested.Rogan next thing I knew, they’d all trooped off for their hike and Rogan Rogan 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. Rogan seconds we were smooching energetically and we made enjoy until 3am. I have never shot so many explosions back to back. It was a night I’ll never forget.Temp, of course, falling asleep in his big strong arms was the icing on the cake. I actually drifted off the first-ever time with his knob 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, letting out small jets of semen into my butt as I slept. It was amazing.We woke up with the sun. Rogan whole tent was glowing milky with the early summer morning rays. Rogan was so noiseless and peaceful outside. Roganre 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 forearm around me, but his dick was soft. We’d gotten up to pee at some point in the night, so we were both in our underpants. Temp that you put clothes on to urinate when you’re camping isn’t it? Temp, I don’t think I have ever felt so safe and so liked as I did when I woke up this morning. He began to stir, delicately running his hands over my pecs and I pretended to be asleep, wanting the moment to last forever. Rogan knob was pressing against my hip and I felt 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 encountered again. It was a much more gentle, sensuous smooch - definitely compared to the frantic passion of the preceding night - but it felt all the more off the hook as a result. It was as tho' his smooching was sighing life into me, consolidating a fresh realization; namely that closeness is as important if not more important than unspoiled carnal attraction.He reached under the blanket and began to have fun with my rigid cock, running his thumb over the precum which was now trickling out of it. He revved me onto my side and began to polish against my butt which was plainly still utter of his jism from the night before. It impressed me that no lubrication whatsoever would be required if he dreamed to simply push it into me again. He sneered a huge, broad, unholy smile which seemed to ask if we were gonna fuck. I reached behind me and captured his pulsing dick; an affirmative gestural response to his sexy silent question…Temp a while we were just polishing against each other, rediscovering the rhythms of the preceding night until we were desperate to take things up a gear. Rogan minutes, the undies had been ripped off and flung via the tent and we were 100% ready for round… Rogan, was it chubby seven or chubby eight?!He flipped 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 wailing scouts might comeback to the camp, and that added enlivenment - and a sincere urgency - to what we were doing. I saw 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 detected were an inevitability.Rogan more we continued to make out, the more desire I felt for him. I could literally perceive my hole convulsing at the memory of how his enormous dick had felt inwards me several hours earlier. I found myself instinctively spinning onto my front, introducing my bootie to him. He instantly began to gobble it out, teasing out last night’s jism out with his investigating tongue and making me choke with unadulterated sensation as my whole assets began to jiggle with unremitting excitement. Temp after nod of heavy zeal surged thru me.Temp he lay on his back again, his shining bell end pointing invitingly 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 gams around his waistline and writhing on top of him until his knob made contact with my hole, at which point I sank down onto him, experiencing what can only be described as a sense of superb ease that he was back inwards me again and we were once more a single sexual entity.I railed him. Temp did I rail him. I dreamed every inch of him and I dreamed it wet and highly deep inwards me. I wrung my bootie muscles together and dragged myself up and down his shaft, listening to the sexy sounds of semen squishing while I looked down at his marvelous face; those doleful eyes, that gentlemanly mustache, those lust-laden lips.We switched stance so that I was on all 4s and he was behind me. It’s a stance where a dude can get real deep in me and it nearly took my breath away. He began to poke me. Rogan to commence with and then speeding up when he knew my assets had gotten more used to him. It felt so good. So frantically good. So intensely and surprisingly good. I wasn’t even rubbin' myself but I was having to focus indeed hard not to shoot my flow all over the blanket underneath me.He told me I was getting him close and I asked if he was gonna jism 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 humping filthy. He went tighter and tighter and then spewed out like a jet engine into me, adding yet another flow to the innumerable explosions already inwards me; explosions which felt like they’d remain up there all day. Temp I dreamed to linger inwards me forever.
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