The Hike - Scout Colton - Pt 2
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Things have gotten a little clumsy inbetween Scoutmaster Wheeler and me ever since the night I took my pledge. Which, as it happens, was also the night he took my virginity!The practice was pretty intense, for both of us I suppose, but we haven’t been able to chat about it. There’s always been someone around. I may also have been coming throughout as a bit cold. If I’m honest, the entire incident made me perceive a bit confused.Being plumbed for ...Being plumbed for the highly first time, and by my scoutmaster, no less, is a pretty phat thing to come to terms with! I knew I should concentrate on scouting, learning and having joy and loving being outdoors. So I attempted my best to put it all to the back of my mind.But, of course, the more I attempted not to think about it, the more it had a hold of me… and the more I thought about it, the more I dreamed it again.Last weekend, the entire troop went up to the lakes for a two-night camp. For the highly first night, every time I looked at Scoutmaster Wheeler, my heart commenced thumping. By the time we revved in, I was a ultra-kinky mess, desperate for us to have another individual moment.As I ambled toward my tent, he came up close behind me and purred in my ear. He said that instead of doing orienteering the next day with the rest of the group, he and I would go on a hike. My cock jumped up in my cut-offs and I spent all night attempting not to be too visible while touching myself in the sleeping bag beside my fellow scout.The following morning, everyone else headed off in one direction, and we rambled off in the other. We didn’t chat about that much to be honest. There were all sorts of things that I dreamed to say, but I just couldn’t find the words. I didn’t have the courage to mention the fact that he’d been inwards me and how it felt. Or that I dreamed it again. I perceived foolish, but I just waited patiently, hoping that he’d say or do something to tell me that he dreamed it, too.He stopped and told me he needed a leak and ambled over to a tree. It wasn’t the invitation I was hoping for. In fact, he ambled a excellent distance away from me, leaving me on the trail.I dreamed to see his cock again. I dreamed to get another glimpse of the phat instrument that pried me open and came inwards me. Even if I couldn’t touch it, I thought observing it might give me some peace of mind. Or at least give me more to masturbate off to later.I couldn’t help but creep up and try to glance over. And to my surprise, I could see that his dick was not only out, but it was hard! As he loosened himself with his massive rock hard on, I couldn’t glance away… or stop my dick from swelling.I edged a little closer. Of course, each step made unintended sounds of twigs snapping and leaves rustling, bringing his attention to me and making me perceive completely caught and exposed. I was totally embarrassed. But he just sneered and said “why don’t you come over?”And the next thing I knew, I was bashfully wrapping my arm around his big, hard, moist dick. My head was rolling with a combo of arousal and anxiety. We were together again… finally! I gazed into those strenuous eyes, my lips less than a foot away from his. That beautiful, well-trimmed mustache was threatening to brush against my slick cheek again and make the goosebumps on my back dance.Then we kissed. I know it’s a little unusual to be smooching another guy, peculiarly an old fellow like Scoutmaster Wheeler, but it made me so sexually aroused I could hardly contain myself.He commenced to unwrap me. I knew it was a little dangerous–I mean, we were slightly off the track, anyone could have stumbled upon us–but I didn’t care. He could have done anything he dreamed to me. I just restricted onto his cock while he unbuttoned my belt and spinned my cut-offs and panties down, glutton for him to put it back inwards me like before.He pushed me against a tree before tearing off down to his knees to deepthroat me. He did this crazy thing with his tongue while kittling my sack and I nearly came on the spot! It literally took every last lump of will-power to remain in control! He kept looking up at me with those big, chocolate-colored eyes and I perceived like the luckiest fellow in the world!He revved me around and commenced frolicking with my ass. And before I could collect my thoughts, I perceived that stunning mustache of his kittling my backside as he sank his phat tongue into my hole. I heard him undoing his t-shirt and flinging it onto the ground and knew he was getting prepared to penetrate me.Seconds afterward he stood up, lined his dick up with my penetrate hole and commenced to penetrate me.I’m not gonna lie. It hurt like hell! But at the same time, I was more desperate for him to be inwards me than I was worried about how it felt. I looked back and eyed that he was smiling. It was a real warm, protective smile, completely different to the way he’s looked at me in the past.Maybe this is wishful thinking, but it nearly perceived like he was falling for me. He kept making this low-pitched moaning, clearly voicing pleasure. I loved it. I remembered it from last time. I dreamed to hear it again and again! I don’t know why, but I dreamed to make him happy. I dreamed him to want me. And feeling him inwards me made me perceive like I was his completely.I was choky and moaning and jacking my dick like crazy. Then he grabbed my forearms and gripped them behind my back before putting me into a gentle choke hold. The more weak I felt, the more I dreamed him to do whatever he needed to do. I was downright his.He told me to get loud. He said no one could hear us. It was a unusual thing, but when I commenced to bellow out loud, I perceived completely freed. I’ve spent so much of my life being silent and secretive about my desires, that to be able to let go and just practice pleasure… it was nearly disorienting!Then he pushed me against a tree trunk, so rock hard that my dick commenced rubbing against the bark. I grabbed it and commenced to masturbate myself. I didn’t want it to stop, but at the same time, I didn’t know what I’d turn into if it didn’t!At that moment, my spunk commenced to gush out of me like water from an unstoppable hose! It went all over the forest floor, spilling everywhere and making the leaves and the stick shine in the sunlight.Scoutmaster Wheeler then began to grunt and groan like he did before and I could perceive his entire assets shaking. He pulled out of me indeed quickly, and a 2nd later, I could perceive his spunk hammering the back of my t-shirt and my ass cheeks.It perceived amazing to have his stream dripping on me, marking me as if to say I’m his and I made him happy. The warm, creamy spurts fell down my back, making me perceive like I did a excellent job as he pushed his dick back into me. I think he got a little more of his spunk inwards me, which only made the re-entry all the more powerful. He was where I dreamed him…
Things have gotten a little clumsy inbetween Scoutmaster Wheeler and me ever since the night I took my pledge. Which, as it happens, was also the night he took my virginity!The practice was pretty intense, for both of us I suppose, but we haven’t been able to chat about it. There’s always been someone around. I may also have been coming throughout as a bit cold. If I’m honest, the entire incident made me perceive a bit confused.Being plumbed for ...Being plumbed for the highly first time, and by my scoutmaster, no less, is a pretty phat thing to come to terms with! I knew I should concentrate on scouting, learning and having joy and loving being outdoors. So I attempted my best to put it all to the back of my mind.But, of course, the more I attempted not to think about it, the more it had a hold of me… and the more I thought about it, the more I dreamed it again.Last weekend, the entire troop went up to the lakes for a two-night camp. For the highly first night, every time I looked at Scoutmaster Wheeler, my heart commenced thumping. By the time we revved in, I was a ultra-kinky mess, desperate for us to have another individual moment.As I ambled toward my tent, he came up close behind me and purred in my ear. He said that instead of doing orienteering the next day with the rest of the group, he and I would go on a hike. My cock jumped up in my cut-offs and I spent all night attempting not to be too visible while touching myself in the sleeping bag beside my fellow scout.The following morning, everyone else headed off in one direction, and we rambled off in the other. We didn’t chat about that much to be honest. There were all sorts of things that I dreamed to say, but I just couldn’t find the words. I didn’t have the courage to mention the fact that he’d been inwards me and how it felt. Or that I dreamed it again. I perceived foolish, but I just waited patiently, hoping that he’d say or do something to tell me that he dreamed it, too.He stopped and told me he needed a leak and ambled over to a tree. It wasn’t the invitation I was hoping for. In fact, he ambled a excellent distance away from me, leaving me on the trail.I dreamed to see his cock again. I dreamed to get another glimpse of the phat instrument that pried me open and came inwards me. Even if I couldn’t touch it, I thought observing it might give me some peace of mind. Or at least give me more to masturbate off to later.I couldn’t help but creep up and try to glance over. And to my surprise, I could see that his dick was not only out, but it was hard! As he loosened himself with his massive rock hard on, I couldn’t glance away… or stop my dick from swelling.I edged a little closer. Of course, each step made unintended sounds of twigs snapping and leaves rustling, bringing his attention to me and making me perceive completely caught and exposed. I was totally embarrassed. But he just sneered and said “why don’t you come over?”And the next thing I knew, I was bashfully wrapping my arm around his big, hard, moist dick. My head was rolling with a combo of arousal and anxiety. We were together again… finally! I gazed into those strenuous eyes, my lips less than a foot away from his. That beautiful, well-trimmed mustache was threatening to brush against my slick cheek again and make the goosebumps on my back dance.Then we kissed. I know it’s a little unusual to be smooching another guy, peculiarly an old fellow like Scoutmaster Wheeler, but it made me so sexually aroused I could hardly contain myself.He commenced to unwrap me. I knew it was a little dangerous–I mean, we were slightly off the track, anyone could have stumbled upon us–but I didn’t care. He could have done anything he dreamed to me. I just restricted onto his cock while he unbuttoned my belt and spinned my cut-offs and panties down, glutton for him to put it back inwards me like before.He pushed me against a tree before tearing off down to his knees to deepthroat me. He did this crazy thing with his tongue while kittling my sack and I nearly came on the spot! It literally took every last lump of will-power to remain in control! He kept looking up at me with those big, chocolate-colored eyes and I perceived like the luckiest fellow in the world!He revved me around and commenced frolicking with my ass. And before I could collect my thoughts, I perceived that stunning mustache of his kittling my backside as he sank his phat tongue into my hole. I heard him undoing his t-shirt and flinging it onto the ground and knew he was getting prepared to penetrate me.Seconds afterward he stood up, lined his dick up with my penetrate hole and commenced to penetrate me.I’m not gonna lie. It hurt like hell! But at the same time, I was more desperate for him to be inwards me than I was worried about how it felt. I looked back and eyed that he was smiling. It was a real warm, protective smile, completely different to the way he’s looked at me in the past.Maybe this is wishful thinking, but it nearly perceived like he was falling for me. He kept making this low-pitched moaning, clearly voicing pleasure. I loved it. I remembered it from last time. I dreamed to hear it again and again! I don’t know why, but I dreamed to make him happy. I dreamed him to want me. And feeling him inwards me made me perceive like I was his completely.I was choky and moaning and jacking my dick like crazy. Then he grabbed my forearms and gripped them behind my back before putting me into a gentle choke hold. The more weak I felt, the more I dreamed him to do whatever he needed to do. I was downright his.He told me to get loud. He said no one could hear us. It was a unusual thing, but when I commenced to bellow out loud, I perceived completely freed. I’ve spent so much of my life being silent and secretive about my desires, that to be able to let go and just practice pleasure… it was nearly disorienting!Then he pushed me against a tree trunk, so rock hard that my dick commenced rubbing against the bark. I grabbed it and commenced to masturbate myself. I didn’t want it to stop, but at the same time, I didn’t know what I’d turn into if it didn’t!At that moment, my spunk commenced to gush out of me like water from an unstoppable hose! It went all over the forest floor, spilling everywhere and making the leaves and the stick shine in the sunlight.Scoutmaster Wheeler then began to grunt and groan like he did before and I could perceive his entire assets shaking. He pulled out of me indeed quickly, and a 2nd later, I could perceive his spunk hammering the back of my t-shirt and my ass cheeks.It perceived amazing to have his stream dripping on me, marking me as if to say I’m his and I made him happy. The warm, creamy spurts fell down my back, making me perceive like I did a excellent job as he pushed his dick back into me. I think he got a little more of his spunk inwards me, which only made the re-entry all the more powerful. He was where I dreamed him…
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