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Scoutmaster St. Michael and Scout Landon
January 12, 2023 | Full Length Video : 23min 5sec
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Things have gotten quite intense of late! A few months ago, I was an ordinary Scout, innocent as anything but longing for adventures. I worried that life was already passing me by. I’d started to think that sex and intimacy were just things that happened to other people. I couldn’t imagine that anyone would ever think of me like that. That was, of course, until I met Scoutmaster McKeon…

Talk about having my eyes opened! That man showed me the world! He made me realize that there’s not a spot in the human body which doesn’t go crazy when it’s touched in the right way. He made me feel desirable and he made me desperate for more!

I was hoping ...[Read more]

I was hoping that we’d established something quite special—that we’d continue to find moments to meet up and do all sorts of unspeakable things. But after that first encounter, he got a bit distant with me. It was a shame but I guess these things happen, and it left the door open for me to see what else, and who else, was out there.

I think I have a thing for older men. My interest in more vintage models definitely predates Scoutmaster McKeon. There were teachers at school who caused impure thoughts in me, and who hasn’t got an uncle they fancy just a little bit?

I found myself checking out some of the other Scoutmasters, hoping against hope that there might be a flicker of interest from one of them. Scoutmaster St. Michael had intrigued me ever since McKeon made a comment which made me wonder if St. Michael was also into guys. We’d exchanged a heap of looks in recent weeks, which I’m pretty sure had the right kind of vibe about them…

Now, you might call me a little bit sneaky. But a couple of days ago, I figured out a way to spend a bit of alone time with St. Michael by pretending to miss a hike that we were all supposed to be on. I knew he’d be staying on the camp site to keep an eye on things and figured that if he did his rounds and found me in a slightly uncompromising position in one of the tents… well, you never know.

It worked like a charm. I heard him approach, so I made sure I was lying in my tent in just my underpants, nursing a hard-on, with the blanket casually pushed aside so he got an eyeful. Sure enough, he climbed inside the tent and sat right next to me! He knew what I wanted and I knew what he wanted. A bit of clumsy small talk and led his hand to my thigh, and then on my bulge, and then his fingers were sliding underneath the tight fabric of my underwear. I was in heaven!

He stared into my eyes; it was a look which I recognised. It was a look which told me he wanted to do unspeakable things to me! I wondered if he’d be as good as McKeon. I knew he wanted to kiss me and I was desperate to kiss him, but it took the longest time for our lips to touch. They say the best things come to those who wait and Scoutmaster St. Michael certainly proved this to be the case! By the time he pressed his big, soft lips against mine, I was climbing the walls!

He kissed me so tenderly. Real slow, like a lover. My entire body started to tremble and shiver like the leaves rustling in the trees above the tent.

He rolled down my underpants and started to suck me off. There was something exciting about being naked while he was still in his full uniform. He positioned me onto all fours and pushed his tongue deep into my ass. I knew he wanted to fuck me and man did I need to be fucked!

I was a little disappointed when he started to strip off—he looked so hot in the uniform. But then, as he unzipped his shirt, I saw his ripped torso all covered in a masculine layer of fur and I decided I never wanted to see him in clothes again! Then, he pushed down his pants and his dick sprang out. It was rock-hard and it had an upward curve to it, almost like a banana. Call me a slut, but I literally couldn’t wait to feel it inside me.

And, to be fair, he was in there pretty darn quickly! It was amazing. There was something about the curve and the way it was pushing upwards which made me completely lose control. I felt his huge balls slap against my ass cheeks and I entirely lost the ability to do anything but gasp and moan in almost disbelief. Periodically, I could feel the tip of his neckerchief painting little pictures onto my back. It added a whole new subtle layer to the sensory overload.

He turned me onto my back, and that’s when the curve of his dick revealed its true power to me. I’ve heard it called a g-spot, or a prostate, but there was something inside me which was being massaged in a way I could never have dreamed of experiencing. I had to fight every fiber of my body to avoid cumming on the spot. I found myself staring into his eyes again, fighting the urge to tell him I felt like the luckiest boy on the planet.

He got on his back and I squatted over him, slowly allowing his manhood to penetrate my hole. I tried to grind up and down on him, riding him while squeezing the muscles in my ass. He started to groan like crazy and I knew I’d hit the sweet spot. It was only a matter of time before his semen was mine, I thought. And with that thought, I felt him gush into me with force.

I grabbed my dick and started to jerk off. I felt my balls twitching and tensing up before huge jets of spunk flew onto my stomach. He dipped his finger into the pearlescent puddle and licked it. Well, I suppose, his semen was inside my body so it was only fitting that some of mine should have found its way into his!

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Scout Landon series cover
Chapters
1. The Pledge 25mn
I’ve wanted to become an Elite Scout for years. When I first joined the Scouts, I used to see them heading off for what seemed like the most exciting adventures. They were so grown up and so confident. I longed to be part of their gang. I worked really hard to prove I was worthy of joining. For ages I felt completely invisible. For the first year, I don’t think any of the Scoutmasters even knew my name! But then Scoutmaster McKeon joined our troop and I suddenly felt like someone had my back. He repeatedly told me how much potential I had - and for the first time in my life, I started to believe it. When McKeon finally told me he’d recommended me for the Elite Scouts, I felt like hugging him. McKeon called me into the main office to take the pledge. I was an absolute bundle of nerves and couldn’t stand still. As he ushered me into the room, I noticed him subtly locking the door. I wasn’t sure why that was necessary, but I was quite pleased because it meant the moment could be more private and special. I’d been meaning to tell him how important he was to me and to thank him for turning my life around, and I figured that this might be a good opportunity to do exactly that. Taking the pledge involved him carefully attaching special little pins to my shirt pocket and collars. I knew that wearing them would make me feel like a man, make me stand taller and prouder - and I was right. It felt like Scoutmaster McKeon was honoring me and accepting me. I literally couldn’t wipe the smile from my face! As he attached the pins, I felt a rush of excitement. I stared into his deep, mysterious, brown eyes. He seemed so manly, so tall, and so authoritative with his mustache… He sat down on a chair and told me to come closer to him. I inched forward, a little nervously, but then he suddenly reached out and aggressively yanked me into him by my neckerchief. And there I was, standing right between his legs. It felt a little unorthodox and unnecessary… Then he started to touch me in rather strange ways. I didn’t really know what he was doing. It felt a little like he was trying to massage me, so I assumed he was merely trying to put me at ease. It’s hard to explain, but whatever he was doing made me both scared and excited. Sometimes it tickled a little and other times it felt a bit rough, but when he started to touch me incredibly gently on my belly, the sensation made me gasp and shiver. No one has ever touched me like that before. Then he started to undo my belt. Part of me wanted to tell him to stop - it was all way too weird and intimate - but then another part of me was desperate for him to continue. The Scoutmaster was clearly making a pass at me, but I just didn’t know if the idea was terrifying or thrilling. He got up from the chair and stood behind me. I could feel him pushing his body into my back. My heart was pounding and I entirely lost the ability to control my breathing. He pulled down my shorts and pushed up my shirt and then started running his palm across my belly and then over my underpants, cupping my penis and testicles with his giant hands. I started to panic. I kept imagining what would happen if someone came in and saw us. Then I remembered that the door was locked… I could feel something hard pressing against my butt cheek and realized it was his penis! It must have been enormous! Whatever he was doing was clearly making him as excited as I was starting to feel. Then he pushed me down on the desk - face down - with one leg up and one foot on the floor. Everything was happening in a rush and for the first time and I guess I’d never really thought that much about sex. I’d never gone online looking for porn and I’d certainly never entertained the idea of sex with another man. The whole thing took me entirely by surprise. Before I could take stock, Scoutmaster McKeon pulled my underpants down and started to kiss and lick my butt. I should have found the whole thing weird or gross. I should have pulled up my shorts and immediately left the Scouts for good… But the truth is that I liked it. It felt exciting and sexy… and all sorts of crazy sensations I can’t even put words to. I heard him unzipping his shirt and tried to imagine what he would look like without it on. The thought started to get me hard. Then I heard the metallic jangle of his belt and the sound of his flie unzipping. I just stayed looking at the table, trying to regulate my breathing and figure out what the hell was about to happen to me… He knelt behind me again and I could feel his tongue dancing and flickering over my hole again. A few seconds later, he stood up and I suddenly felt his hard penis rubbing against me. He’d made me nice and wet with his mouth and tongue and now he was going to try to slide his enormous dick into me… I looked back at him and saw him naked for the first time. The sight of him literally blew my mind. His beautifully chiseled body. His big hard penis. I wanted him instantly. I wanted him to be able to do everything he wanted to do to me… The sensation was indescribable. The pain was excruciating at first. As his dick inched into my body, I could feel my insides being stretched and brutally pushed aside. But it made me feel alive. I just wanted his dick further and further inside me. I wanted to be his little sex toy. I wanted him to fuck me and slam his giant dick deep into my guts. He must have sensed all of this because he suddenly started to pound me hard. He put his leg up on the table and pounded me like a stag in heat. His pleasure was all I desired. I was his and he could fuck me wherever, whenever, and however he wanted…
2. Getting A Late Start 24mn
Things have gotten quite intense of late! A few months ago, I was an ordinary Scout, innocent as anything but longing for adventures. I worried that life was already passing me by. I’d started to think that sex and intimacy were just things that happened to other people. I couldn’t imagine that anyone would ever think of me like that. That was, of course, until I met Scoutmaster McKeon… Talk about having my eyes opened! That man showed me the world! He made me realize that there’s not a spot in the human body which doesn’t go crazy when it’s touched in the right way. He made me feel desirable and he made me desperate for more! I was hoping that we’d established something quite special—that we’d continue to find moments to meet up and do all sorts of unspeakable things. But after that first encounter, he got a bit distant with me. It was a shame but I guess these things happen, and it left the door open for me to see what else, and who else, was out there. I think I have a thing for older men. My interest in more vintage models definitely predates Scoutmaster McKeon. There were teachers at school who caused impure thoughts in me, and who hasn’t got an uncle they fancy just a little bit? I found myself checking out some of the other Scoutmasters, hoping against hope that there might be a flicker of interest from one of them. Scoutmaster St. Michael had intrigued me ever since McKeon made a comment which made me wonder if St. Michael was also into guys. We’d exchanged a heap of looks in recent weeks, which I’m pretty sure had the right kind of vibe about them… Now, you might call me a little bit sneaky. But a couple of days ago, I figured out a way to spend a bit of alone time with St. Michael by pretending to miss a hike that we were all supposed to be on. I knew he’d be staying on the camp site to keep an eye on things and figured that if he did his rounds and found me in a slightly uncompromising position in one of the tents… well, you never know. It worked like a charm. I heard him approach, so I made sure I was lying in my tent in just my underpants, nursing a hard-on, with the blanket casually pushed aside so he got an eyeful. Sure enough, he climbed inside the tent and sat right next to me! He knew what I wanted and I knew what he wanted. A bit of clumsy small talk and led his hand to my thigh, and then on my bulge, and then his fingers were sliding underneath the tight fabric of my underwear. I was in heaven! He stared into my eyes; it was a look which I recognised. It was a look which told me he wanted to do unspeakable things to me! I wondered if he’d be as good as McKeon. I knew he wanted to kiss me and I was desperate to kiss him, but it took the longest time for our lips to touch. They say the best things come to those who wait and Scoutmaster St. Michael certainly proved this to be the case! By the time he pressed his big, soft lips against mine, I was climbing the walls! He kissed me so tenderly. Real slow, like a lover. My entire body started to tremble and shiver like the leaves rustling in the trees above the tent. He rolled down my underpants and started to suck me off. There was something exciting about being naked while he was still in his full uniform. He positioned me onto all fours and pushed his tongue deep into my ass. I knew he wanted to fuck me and man did I need to be fucked! I was a little disappointed when he started to strip off—he looked so hot in the uniform. But then, as he unzipped his shirt, I saw his ripped torso all covered in a masculine layer of fur and I decided I never wanted to see him in clothes again! Then, he pushed down his pants and his dick sprang out. It was rock-hard and it had an upward curve to it, almost like a banana. Call me a slut, but I literally couldn’t wait to feel it inside me. And, to be fair, he was in there pretty darn quickly! It was amazing. There was something about the curve and the way it was pushing upwards which made me completely lose control. I felt his huge balls slap against my ass cheeks and I entirely lost the ability to do anything but gasp and moan in almost disbelief. Periodically, I could feel the tip of his neckerchief painting little pictures onto my back. It added a whole new subtle layer to the sensory overload. He turned me onto my back, and that’s when the curve of his dick revealed its true power to me. I’ve heard it called a g-spot, or a prostate, but there was something inside me which was being massaged in a way I could never have dreamed of experiencing. I had to fight every fiber of my body to avoid cumming on the spot. I found myself staring into his eyes again, fighting the urge to tell him I felt like the luckiest boy on the planet. He got on his back and I squatted over him, slowly allowing his manhood to penetrate my hole. I tried to grind up and down on him, riding him while squeezing the muscles in my ass. He started to groan like crazy and I knew I’d hit the sweet spot. It was only a matter of time before his semen was mine, I thought. And with that thought, I felt him gush into me with force. I grabbed my dick and started to jerk off. I felt my balls twitching and tensing up before huge jets of spunk flew onto my stomach. He dipped his finger into the pearlescent puddle and licked it. Well, I suppose, his semen was inside my body so it was only fitting that some of mine should have found its way into his!