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September 22, 2022 | Full Length Video : 24min 25sec
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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 ...[Read more]

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…

Characters
Scoutmaster McKeon

Scoutmaster McKeon is about as red-blooded as a man can get. Lithe, aggressive, athletic, big-dicked and handsome, with a body which looks like it’s been chiseled out of marble. This Scoutmaster turns heads and gets exactly what he wants, wherever and whenever he wants it. He likes men of all ages, but has a penchant for opening the minds - and the holes - of the inexperienced. And boys are drawn in by his charisma and alluring beauty like moths to a flame.

Played by Greg KcKeon
Scout Landon

Scout Landon is cute as a button, as green as grass, and painfully shy. He’s always been the little one, and he got teased about his height when he was growing up. He’d love to be taller, but the older he gets, the more he realizes that being little has certain benefits. He’s started to understand that certain older men, usually exactly the type that he’s drawn to, are rather fond of diminutive boys - especially when they look as lovely as Landon…

Played by Landon Davis
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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!
3. The Hike 17mn
Being an Elite Scout has definitely been an adventure! I’ve learned new skills, I’ve toughened up, and I’ve gained an unbelievable amount of self confidence. I finally feel like I now know who I am and what I want from life. It seems like forever ago that I went along to Scoutmaster McKeon’s office to take my pledge. I was so nervous and unsure of myself. I could barely stop my hands from shaking. But the hour that I spent with him changed everything. I guess you could say that he seduced me. The whole experience certainly caught me off guard… but I loved every minute. Our encounter made me feel so special, but it must’ve been the same for him, too. Scoutmaster St. Michael made it clear that he was interested in me as well and, one afternoon, when the camp was empty, we had the most intense and passionate session. This time, I felt entirely in control. But after taking my boyhood in his office, Scoutmaster McKeon decided to keep his distance. It upset me for a while, but then I realized he was probably worried he’d overstepped his boundaries. There was no way that he could have known quite how much I’d enjoyed it and that I was literally craving for more. When our troop headed out into the forest for our latest adventure, things started to change. McKeon was suddenly paying me a great deal more attention. I would catch him watching me from a distance. When I looked back, he’d maintain eye contact, and I’d instantly blush and get rock-hard thinking about our previous time together. Just knowing he was looking at me made me increasingly determined for a rerun. I didn’t need to wait long. The day after we’d arrived, he announced over breakfast that he’d decided to start giving Scouts individual lessons. My name had been pulled out of a hat for the first session. What luck, I thought. The next thing I knew, the two of us were marching out of the camp on a wilderness hike. We walked for an hour or so, talking about the weather and school and knot-tying and pretty much everything except for the elephant in the room. I could see that he was hard in his pants—and, of course, so was I! By the time we'd stopped in a clearing and hastily thrown up a couple of tents, there was a damp patch of pre-cum on the front of my pants. There was no way he couldn’t have seen it. Turns out, he did see it. He pushed me against a tree and started to kiss me. Within seconds we were making out and I had the palm of my hand pressed hard against his bulge! This was the beautiful dick which had taken my virginity, I thought. I will have it again. I guess you could say that there was a slight air of desperation hovering over Scoutmaster McKeon. He seemed in a bit of a hurry, like he’d been wanting me for some time and couldn’t wait to get inside me again. I very much loved the sensation of feeling that wanted. He had my pants down in seconds, and soon tore his own clothes off. I dropped to my knees and took his huge dick into my mouth, savoring the sensation of its rapid swell. I was hungry for it and sucked him real hard, repeatedly looking up at his face for signs of approval. He grabbed my chin and pushed the entire length of his monster deep into my throat. I fought the desire to gag. He smiled, impressed. I’d have smiled, too, were my jaw not stretched-out full. I stood and we kissed as he fondled my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. He pushed his fingers into my hole. He got down behind me on his knees and used his wet, slippery tongue to prepare it for the inevitable. The feeling of his tongue dancing over my hole sent shivers through my body. I realized there that I ached for him, and had ached for him since the moment he first touched me. He stood behind me and casually spat on his dick before pushing it right inside me. I expected him to go quite gently. That was not the case; he pounded his raw dick in and out of me like I was some kind of slut. Perhaps I was. I gasped and moaned so loudly that he was forced to put his hand over my mouth. He went harder and harder, like he was in some sort of desperate frenzy. It felt like he was using my body for his own carnal needs, but I didn’t care. I wanted his load. He could bang me as brutally as he wanted to and treat me like the whore I’d become—as long as I got some. He pulled out and jerked himself hard. I suddenly felt a cascade of watery semen dousing my back and rolling like a river down my sides and legs. I have literally never seen so much spunk! He must have saved it up for days. Perhaps since we had last seen each other. He pushed his dick back into me for a few seconds before pulling out again and breezily instructing me to hurry up and get dressed. He had said it just like nothing had happened, but I knew he’d be back for more. After something like that, how could he resist? How could I?
4. Setting Up Shelter 21mn
I don’t know if you could call what I have with Scoutmaster McKeon a relationship. I’d have said that we were more like friends with benefits, except he’s my Scoutmaster and it feels super weird to call him a “friend.” To be honest, we probably don’t hook up often enough to call it anything at all. Last Sunday was only our third encounter together. Yet, every time I’m with him, it seems so intense and special that I end up feeling desperate to label it as something which is a little more noteworthy than a random hook up! If we could only find ways to spend more alone time together I know things would be different. The last trip out into the wilderness was a complete disaster in that respect. We tried every trick in the book to hang out, but every attempt we made to sneak off on our own was thwarted. On the day-before-yesterday he asked for a volunteer to help him collect wood for the bonfire and I just knew he wanted it to be me. Then stupid Colton shoved his hand up and started shouting “me me me” like some sort of imbecile and I guess McKeon had no option but to pick him. It made me feel unbelievably jealous. I’m pretty sure nothing would have happened between them, but Colton came back from that trek grinning like the cat that got the canary and it irritated me beyond words. When we went away again last week and Scoutmaster McKeon asked if anyone wanted to experience “deep-wood camping”, I instantly shouted yes, despite having no clue what that meant. When he picked me, all I wanted to do was turn around and stick my tongue out at Colton! The next day, Scoutmaster McKeon and I walked for miles. I probably should have been paying attention to where we were heading--a good Scout should always know where he is--but I was too busy thinking about what was in store for me once we’d arrived. We’d be spending a whole night together… a whole night! On our own! If we weren’t in a relationship before, we surely were now, right? We found a small clearing deep inside the woods and got the tent up quickly. Then we sat inside for a bit, almost in silence, listening to the wind rustling in the trees, and the occasional plane flying through the clouds, high above our heads. It felt so incredible to be alone in the forest with him. After a while, I asked if he wanted to make out. The question just fell out of my mouth, probably because it was all I’d been thinking about since we left the main camp. My penis had been in an almost constant state of arousal for what seemed like hours. Pre-cum had been pumping out of it and soaking into the fabric of my pants. For a split second, I regretted asking the question, worrying that he might turn me down, or think that I was a slut for asking. Fortunately, he pretty quickly replied with an emphatic, almost hungry, “Yes.” He unzipped my shirt and I did the same to him, pulling it off to unveil his manly muscular chest. I dream of snuggling up to that beautiful body almost every night. He has a way of touching me which makes me melt. His hands are so large and he’s so domineering. It’s like being ravaged, I guess… if being ravaged can be something that you desire with every part of your body. He always pulls some kind of move which takes me by surprise. This time, he kissed my arm pits! I can safely say that I’ve never been kissed there before--not that I’ve been kissed anywhere a whole lot of times! He undid my belt and pulled down my pants before thrusting his hand inside my underwear and somewhat crudely grabbing my dick. I followed suit but I’m ashamed to say that I made a bit of a mess of everything! Scoutmaster McKeon has a supernatural ability to undo buttons and belts with the merest flick of a wrist! I, by contrast, am like some sort of bumbling amateur. I was so embarrassed by how long it took me to get his pants down that I immediately started to suck him off! In my fantasies, of course, I tease him seductively until he’s begging for my lips around his cock. The reality was that I yielded in a matter of seconds. He soon had me on all-fours. Before I could act all coy and demure, he’d thrust his tongue deep inside my hole and I was gasping and panting like a total sex addict. Then, just like that, his huge dick was inside me. I was surprised that it didn’t hurt as much as it had before. It just seemed to sink into me this time, like there was some sort of magnet deep in my belly which was pulling him in. I could feel my ass muscles closing in tightly around it, and, as he started to thrust, my entire body awakened to new sensations, new pleasures. He fucked me from behind to begin with. At one point, he started licking my ear which sent shivers down my spine. He then wrapped his enormous arms around my body and went at it like some sort of animal. He pushed me onto my side and from this position I was able to look up at him and see his face etched with determination. His dick slammed into me with such force that I thought my insides were gonna pop out of my mouth! All I could do was lie there, incapacitated and moaning in utter disbelief, wondering if anything would ever feel this good again. He pulled me about and threw me around and I ended up in all kinds of contortions. At one stage I was on my front and he seemed to be doing push-ups into me. I had no clue what was going on most of the time. I just knew that I wanted more. Then he pulled out and started to jerk himself and, seconds later, his semen started to fly… and I mean fly! It went right over my head and then onto my cheek… great big ribbons of the stuff. It was like nothing I’ve ever seen. More and more flew out until my face and chest were covered and my eyes were stinging like crazy. Then he pushed himself back into me and I could still feel him twitching as the cum dribbled out into my guts. I didn’t want it to stop. I don’t think I ever will!
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