Scout James Blonde Vol. 1 – The Hike With Jay Stryker
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I was coming down from an adrenaline high when I looked over at Milo, now completely clothed and adjusting his neckerchief. You could watch he was still hard. You could also watch he was still leaking as a petite moist spot had formed on the front of his green shorts. He grabbed his cap and dashed out of our tent telling he was off for patrol duty. Exhausted, I fell back on my cot and relived the last few hours. Yesterday, I had my pinching ceremony as a member of the Elite Scouts with Scoutmaster Stone, witnessed my very first adult erection, blown my very first dick, had my cock blown and got fucked for the very first time by Scoutmaster Stone until he dumped his Scoutmaster man chowder into my freshly devirginized butthole. Then today, within mins of being presented to my new tent mate, Milo, I was railing his extremely phat cock moist until he spewed out inwards me. And, surprisingly, during both of these life-altering and new experiences, my cap never once became askew. I woke from my memories and realized that I was laying here in a flimsy tent, rock-hard, again, and leisurely milking with one hand, while my other was inbetween my legs, inspecting how tender I was down there, coating my frigs in the load of jizm running in rivulets out of me. Normally, I have an reluctant reaction to things that leave a gooey residue, but I couldn’t keep my frigs out of my greasy flooded butt! What would a guy scout say if they came in and caught me dressed in only my hiking socks and cap, finger-banging myself and fapping off? A panicking thought, but one I think I might enjoy! I stood from my cot and gathered my clothes. As I pulled up my shorts, Scoutmaster Stryker entered my tent. I noticed him observing me rather closely as I buttoned my tee-shirt and inserted it into my open shorts. Sensing his eyes on me was making me jumpy but given how I was thrown into the deep end of the sexual practices pool over the last day, I was not sure if the jumpy Sensing was of unease or excitement. He told me that we were going to strike the trail to start working on my advanced hiking merit badge. I grabbed my backpack and packed up my canteen and followed him as we left camp.
I was coming down from an adrenaline high when I looked over at Milo, now completely clothed and adjusting his neckerchief. You could watch he was still hard. You could also watch he was still leaking as a petite moist spot had formed on the front of his green shorts. He grabbed his cap and dashed out of our tent telling he was off for patrol duty. Exhausted, I fell back on my cot and relived the last few hours. Yesterday, I had my pinching ceremony as a member of the Elite Scouts with Scoutmaster Stone, witnessed my very first adult erection, blown my very first dick, had my cock blown and got fucked for the very first time by Scoutmaster Stone until he dumped his Scoutmaster man chowder into my freshly devirginized butthole. Then today, within mins of being presented to my new tent mate, Milo, I was railing his extremely phat cock moist until he spewed out inwards me. And, surprisingly, during both of these life-altering and new experiences, my cap never once became askew. I woke from my memories and realized that I was laying here in a flimsy tent, rock-hard, again, and leisurely milking with one hand, while my other was inbetween my legs, inspecting how tender I was down there, coating my frigs in the load of jizm running in rivulets out of me. Normally, I have an reluctant reaction to things that leave a gooey residue, but I couldn’t keep my frigs out of my greasy flooded butt! What would a guy scout say if they came in and caught me dressed in only my hiking socks and cap, finger-banging myself and fapping off? A panicking thought, but one I think I might enjoy! I stood from my cot and gathered my clothes. As I pulled up my shorts, Scoutmaster Stryker entered my tent. I noticed him observing me rather closely as I buttoned my tee-shirt and inserted it into my open shorts. Sensing his eyes on me was making me jumpy but given how I was thrown into the deep end of the sexual practices pool over the last day, I was not sure if the jumpy Sensing was of unease or excitement. He told me that we were going to strike the trail to start working on my advanced hiking merit badge. I grabbed my backpack and packed up my canteen and followed him as we left camp.
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