Scout Ethan Tate Chapter 6 - The Trail With Scoutmaster Reece Scott
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I dunno what’s gotten into me. Ever since my dalliance with youthful Scout Cole, I’ve been fighting to stay focussed. I’m a Scoutmaster. I became a Scoutmaster to train youthful men how to be the finest versions of themselves. I did not sign up to be sexually dispersed by anything with a lovely booty in a cock-squeezing pair of shorts. And yet, here I am… That said, for some weeks now I’ve been quite lucky in controlling to avoid temptation. I’ve kept out of Scout Cole’s way, albeit God knows the looks he’s been shooting me have been highly difficult to ignore. I thought I might be on safer ground with Scout Ethan. He’s a highly sensible boy with a strenuous work ethic. Taking him out on a trail gave me an chance to impart the more suitable type of prowess to a Scout. And all went highly well… at least at first. The boy has an impressive understanding of woods ecosystems and he lapped up everything I cared to share about surviving in the wild. A duo of miles away from base camp he commenced acting a bit weird, however. I’d noticed him holding eye contact with me for increasing menstruations of time, but he’d invariably end up reddening and looking away. When I told him we were nearly home, he stopped in his tracks, plainly plucking up the courage to say something he’d been attempting to say for some time. In the end he just came out with it. I can’t quite reminisce the wording, but the implication was that he wished the 2 of us to suspend out for a tiny longer. I instantaneously perceived my face searing up. I wasn’t completely sure what he was attempting to say. Surely he wasn’t coming on to me? That would have been a staggeringly bold budge for a dude his age in this sort of situation. I didn’t want to embarrass him or insult him by pleading what the tear up he was chatting about, so I said “sure” as breezily as possible, gliding my backpack off my shoulders and arching it against a tree.
I dunno what’s gotten into me. Ever since my dalliance with youthful Scout Cole, I’ve been fighting to stay focussed. I’m a Scoutmaster. I became a Scoutmaster to train youthful men how to be the finest versions of themselves. I did not sign up to be sexually dispersed by anything with a lovely booty in a cock-squeezing pair of shorts. And yet, here I am… That said, for some weeks now I’ve been quite lucky in controlling to avoid temptation. I’ve kept out of Scout Cole’s way, albeit God knows the looks he’s been shooting me have been highly difficult to ignore. I thought I might be on safer ground with Scout Ethan. He’s a highly sensible boy with a strenuous work ethic. Taking him out on a trail gave me an chance to impart the more suitable type of prowess to a Scout. And all went highly well… at least at first. The boy has an impressive understanding of woods ecosystems and he lapped up everything I cared to share about surviving in the wild. A duo of miles away from base camp he commenced acting a bit weird, however. I’d noticed him holding eye contact with me for increasing menstruations of time, but he’d invariably end up reddening and looking away. When I told him we were nearly home, he stopped in his tracks, plainly plucking up the courage to say something he’d been attempting to say for some time. In the end he just came out with it. I can’t quite reminisce the wording, but the implication was that he wished the 2 of us to suspend out for a tiny longer. I instantaneously perceived my face searing up. I wasn’t completely sure what he was attempting to say. Surely he wasn’t coming on to me? That would have been a staggeringly bold budge for a dude his age in this sort of situation. I didn’t want to embarrass him or insult him by pleading what the tear up he was chatting about, so I said “sure” as breezily as possible, gliding my backpack off my shoulders and arching it against a tree.
Added: 2024-05-15 • Views: 36 • Duration: 22:43
