Scout Zack Chapter 2 - The Trail - Adam Snow, Zack Dean
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Scoutmaster Banner and youthfull Scout Zack certainly had some sort of something going on. Neither could glance at the other without blushing. It was unlikely not to notice— and, I’ve got to say, it was a lil' embarrassing. We all know that stuff happens—lines get crossed, men will be men, dudes will be boys—but it’s crucial to keep those things on the down-low. That said, I’m pretty grateful in retrospect that they made things so goddamned visible because it caused me to wonder whether Scout Zack might be up for it with a different antique model! The starlets aligned when the 2 of us were paired together for the day. He was working on his Bird Inspect badge and needed to check on some nesting boxes he’d built in the middle of nowhere. It was supposed to be a twenty-minute trek from base camp but we ambled for what sensed like miles, plainly in circles because I let the stud do the navigating. We hiked in near silence. That’s a great thing. I’m not indeed a stud of words and I like it when there isn’t any need for pointless puny talk. The longer I spent in Scout Zack’s company, the more he intrigued me. The stud is small, but rather flawlessly formed. He always looks a lil' like he’s been poured into his uniform, which clings, like an provocative layer of skin, to every square inch of his body. By the time we’d arrived at our destination, my head was zizzing with the most inappropriate thoughts and I was bulging uncontrollably in my shorts. I told him I needed a seep and was pleased when he followed me off the trail and into the trees. I pulled my semi-hard prick out of my trousers and he stood next to me, perving into the wilderness as tho' we were standing at a giant, invisible urinal. I could tell instantly that the stud was excited. He kept looking down, somewhat guiltily, at my dick. I, of course, maintained the upper hand by continuously looking straight ahead, surveying him, subtlety, in my peripheral vision.
Scoutmaster Banner and youthfull Scout Zack certainly had some sort of something going on. Neither could glance at the other without blushing. It was unlikely not to notice— and, I’ve got to say, it was a lil' embarrassing. We all know that stuff happens—lines get crossed, men will be men, dudes will be boys—but it’s crucial to keep those things on the down-low. That said, I’m pretty grateful in retrospect that they made things so goddamned visible because it caused me to wonder whether Scout Zack might be up for it with a different antique model! The starlets aligned when the 2 of us were paired together for the day. He was working on his Bird Inspect badge and needed to check on some nesting boxes he’d built in the middle of nowhere. It was supposed to be a twenty-minute trek from base camp but we ambled for what sensed like miles, plainly in circles because I let the stud do the navigating. We hiked in near silence. That’s a great thing. I’m not indeed a stud of words and I like it when there isn’t any need for pointless puny talk. The longer I spent in Scout Zack’s company, the more he intrigued me. The stud is small, but rather flawlessly formed. He always looks a lil' like he’s been poured into his uniform, which clings, like an provocative layer of skin, to every square inch of his body. By the time we’d arrived at our destination, my head was zizzing with the most inappropriate thoughts and I was bulging uncontrollably in my shorts. I told him I needed a seep and was pleased when he followed me off the trail and into the trees. I pulled my semi-hard prick out of my trousers and he stood next to me, perving into the wilderness as tho' we were standing at a giant, invisible urinal. I could tell instantly that the stud was excited. He kept looking down, somewhat guiltily, at my dick. I, of course, maintained the upper hand by continuously looking straight ahead, surveying him, subtlety, in my peripheral vision.
Added: 2024-06-30 • Views: 7 • Duration: 26:17
Categories: Bareback, Hardcore, Old and Young, Old Man, Small Cocks, Straight, Studs, Twinks, Uniform, Vintage
