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Scoutmaster Kamp and Scout Marcus
December 17, 2020 | Full Length Video : 15min 31sec
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Scout Marcus has been summoned to Scoutmaster Kamp’s office to take the Scout’s Pledge, which will affirm his oath to do his duty with honor and serve his fellow man with humility, integrity, and obedience in all things.

Marcus is proud to repeat the pledge, but he's surprised by his scoutmaster's next command: “Now remove your clothes.”

Even though he's ...[Read more]

Even though he's startled, Marcus remembers that he has pledged to obey, and he doesn’t want to disappoint his leader. Looking tentatively toward the seated man, he removes his neckerchief and places it on the table. He begins to unbutton his shirt, but halfway through, Scoutmaster Kamp steps forward to gently assist him. He even folds and stacks his charge’s clothes.

Marcus stands shirtless, his smooth and lightly muscled frame dwarfed by that of Scoutmaster Kamp. The older man gently releases Marcus’ belt, lowers the boy's zipper, and tells him to step out of his pants.

“And the underwear,” Scoutmaster Kamp says.

Marus lowers his briefs, turning shyly away from his leader. When he is instructed to get up on the table, he realizes everything will be on display as he crawls onto the polished wood. The scoutmaster begins a physical inspection of the boy, turning his head this way and that and looking into his mouth. As he steps around behind his scout, he runs his hand down the center of the boy’s back, making him moan as his large hand caresses the boy's pale ass. Marcus sports some impressively large testicles, a fact not missed by Scoutmaster Kamp, who makes a point of lifting them and rolling them in one wide palmed hand.

As the inspection continues, Marcus realizes he has never been touched like this before. The natural male instinct to thrust causes Marcus to push his hips into the scoutmaster’s strong grip. The older man watches the boy’s face intently with a gentle and knowing smile.

“Oh wow… Oh wow!,” Marcus whispers breathily, followed by an innocent whimper as Scoutmaster Kamp jerks faster. “I’m gonna cum,” Marcus says, and Scoutmaster Kamp takes him into his mouth as he reinserts a finger into the boy’s hole. Marcus gasps and moans and his hips buck uncontrollably from the anticipation of imminent orgasm. His cum trails down his cock and through the older man's beard.

A satisfied smile brightens the scoutmaster’s face. He knows he has found a scout who belongs with the elite boys. The two finally kiss, bringing the pledge ceremony to a close.

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Chapters
1. The Pledge 16mn
Scout Marcus has been summoned to Scoutmaster Kamp’s office to take the Scout’s Pledge, which will affirm his oath to do his duty with honor and serve his fellow man with humility, integrity, and obedience in all things. Marcus is proud to repeat the pledge, but he's surprised by his scoutmaster's next command: “Now remove your clothes.” Even though he's startled, Marcus remembers that he has pledged to obey, and he doesn’t want to disappoint his leader. Looking tentatively toward the seated man, he removes his neckerchief and places it on the table. He begins to unbutton his shirt, but halfway through, Scoutmaster Kamp steps forward to gently assist him. He even folds and stacks his charge’s clothes. Marcus stands shirtless, his smooth and lightly muscled frame dwarfed by that of Scoutmaster Kamp. The older man gently releases Marcus’ belt, lowers the boy's zipper, and tells him to step out of his pants. “And the underwear,” Scoutmaster Kamp says. Marus lowers his briefs, turning shyly away from his leader. When he is instructed to get up on the table, he realizes everything will be on display as he crawls onto the polished wood. The scoutmaster begins a physical inspection of the boy, turning his head this way and that and looking into his mouth. As he steps around behind his scout, he runs his hand down the center of the boy’s back, making him moan as his large hand caresses the boy's pale ass. Marcus sports some impressively large testicles, a fact not missed by Scoutmaster Kamp, who makes a point of lifting them and rolling them in one wide palmed hand. As the inspection continues, Marcus realizes he has never been touched like this before. The natural male instinct to thrust causes Marcus to push his hips into the scoutmaster’s strong grip. The older man watches the boy’s face intently with a gentle and knowing smile. “Oh wow… Oh wow!,” Marcus whispers breathily, followed by an innocent whimper as Scoutmaster Kamp jerks faster. “I’m gonna cum,” Marcus says, and Scoutmaster Kamp takes him into his mouth as he reinserts a finger into the boy’s hole. Marcus gasps and moans and his hips buck uncontrollably from the anticipation of imminent orgasm. His cum trails down his cock and through the older man's beard. A satisfied smile brightens the scoutmaster’s face. He knows he has found a scout who belongs with the elite boys. The two finally kiss, bringing the pledge ceremony to a close.
2. Gathering Wood 18mn
It was Scoutmaster Kamp who told me to keep an eye out for young Marcus. He said the boy had potential and that he might be of interest to me. I watched Marcus from a distance over a few days and found myself impressed by his confidence. The other scouts look up to him. He’s a showman and a bit of a leader and my God he’s cute! I’ve got pretty broad tastes when it comes to guys, but I’ve always had a penchant for pint-sized twinks like Marcus. And the feeling is usually mutual. I am 6’6” with a dick like a beer can… I usually get what I want. And I wanted young Marcus! I finally took my shot yesterday when he unexpectedly arrived back at base camp, considerably earlier than the rest of his group. I suggested we take a little walk into the woods to search for some firewood. I made sure we headed out to a fairly secluded spot because he seemed a little jumpy and nervous. I suspect he knew what I was planning! What can I say? The Scoutmaster uniform pants are tight! When a dick like mine starts swelling in pants like these, there’s no disguising it! As we walked, I could see his eyes flicking repeatedly towards my bulge, so when we reached the clearing, I told him we should play a game called “who’s bigger.” Man, the bullshit which comes out of my mouth when I’m horny! Fortunately, he seemed to like the idea, and within seconds I’d undone my belt and was pulling my pants down to reveal a nine-inch cock forming a tent in my underwear which totally rivalled the ones I’d been putting up at base camp all afternoon! I told him to drop his pants and he looked a bit scared, so I gave him a bit of gentle encouragement until he did as asked. It turned out that he was completely up for it because he was touching himself through his boxer trunks within seconds. I decided to give him a bit of a floor show, unzipping my shirt seductively and fixing him with a look which said “you wanna bit of this?” It obviously had the desired effect because his dick was suddenly jumping and twitching underneath those cute little trunks. I shuffled closer and got him to run his fingers over my bulge and before long both of our cocks were soaking up the afternoon sunshine! And lemme tell you, that boy’s meat is surprisingly large! And his balls?! Man, they could feed an army! I told him to get down on his knees and kiss my dick. He was a little reticent, so I told him it was all part of the game. He dutifully sank to his knees and started to kiss my dick, and then, with a little more encouragement, started to suck me off, like the good boy he is. He was obviously enjoying the experience fairly comprehensively as he couldn’t stop jerking himself at the same time. I then made him lean against a tree and he looked so small and so cute that I instantly got down on my knees and started to suck him. Within seconds, I’d got his shirt off and was kissing him all over his cute, milky-skinned, hairless torso. I knew right then that I had to fuck him. There was no way that Young Marucs was gonna go back to base camp without a healthy injection of semen in his tight little ass, so I turned him around and got my tongue about as far as I could inside his hole. Moments later, I went in with a finger. He gasped and asked what I was doing and it suddenly struck me that he may not have gone this far with a man before. There was every chance I was about to plow a virgin ass. I didn’t answer his question directly. I merely asked if what I was doing felt good and when he said it was. I pushed another finger up there and he started to writhe about in almost helpless ecstasy. I knew I had to get that hole good and wet if I had any chance of getting inside it with my dick, so I spent a good amount of time licking it and spitting on it, wondering if he had any idea what I was planning! He looked scared and excited in equal measure, so I’m sure he was slowly figuring it out! I finally asked if he wanted to try to take my big dick. He seemed a little unsure but instinctively leaned against the tree and presented his ass to me, so it was game on. Boy did he yell when I pushed the tip of my meat into him for the first time! The sensation would have no doubt been pretty shocking. I’m sure when he imagined losing his virginity, he wouldn’t necessarily have seen himself doing it in the woods with a scoutmaster twice his age, but life is full of these little surprises and he took to it like a duck to water. I mean, he gasped a heck of a lot, but once he’d gotten more used to the feeling, he was looking back at me with those cute little innocent eyes, desperate for me to kiss him and keep doing what I was doing… I slowly pushed my dick deeper and deeper into him until my entire shaft had vanished inside him and my hips were pressed tightly against his ass cheeks. That’s a very special moment. That’s the moment when two people have become one; achieved the ultimate form of intimacy. And to know that he was experiencing that extraordinary level of affection for the first time was probably as mind-blowing for me as I’m sure it was for him. He was a good, brave boy and, as I started to thrust, he told me that it felt good. Within minutes, I was able to go in hard, which was just as well because young Marcus had got me pretty damned horny with his tight, lithe body, his sweet little kerchief still around his neck and that cute cap perched on his head. He started to push back on me and it suddenly felt real good. The cap came off, the neckerchief unwound and suddenly I had a proper little hungry slut on the end of my dick who wanted to be done like a proper man. Our grunts and gasps were echoing around the woods. Anyone who heard the noises would have wondered what the heck was going on. I had to cum. I hit the point of no return and then it was just a matter of banging the semen into him as it flew out of my dick. I knew I was squirting big - and I knew it was going in deep. Young Marcus was gonna have the mother of all surprises in the night as that mega-load started dribbling out of him! His sleeping bag was gonna be a mess in the morning! I stayed deep inside him for a moment, trying to comprehend what had happened, suddenly nervous that someone had heard us and instinctively wanting to get my clothes back on as quickly as possible and return to base camp like nothing had happened. But man, that was freakin’ hot! What an absolutely awesome way to spend an afternoon! I kissed him passionately and ran my hands up and down his super sexy chest. “You’re gonna be fun” I said. And boy did I mean it!
3. Setting Up Camp 22mn
My name is Jax and I recently became a Scoutmaster. It’s something I’ve wanted to do for quite some time and, a few months ago, I finally took the plunge. The Scouts were a massive part of my life when I was a boy. I lived for the adventures, the endless summer nights under the stars, the ghost stories, the camaraderie… Working a nine-to-five can be utterly soul-destroying, and, in more recent years, when things started to feel particularly mundane, I’d often find myself thinking about those old days, wishing I could feel alive like that again, longing to reconnect with that joyful feeling of spontaneity and discovery. I went to my first camp as an official Scoutmaster quite recently, and all of those emotions came flooding back. I remember putting my uniform on for the first time, staring at myself in a mirror and wondering if the boys would feel the same sense of awe when they looked at me as I’d felt when I looked at my Scoutmasters. That overwhelming desire to impress… One of the lads, Marcus, was so much like me when I started; wide-eyed, eager to learn, cute as a button. I found myself increasingly drawn to him and took every opportunity to sidle over for a chat. Then I found myself starting to plan tasks which meant we got to be alone together. I felt incredibly protective towards him to begin with, but, one night, I had a profoundly erotic dream about him. And from then on, all I could think about was how it would feel to get my hands on his little ass! These are, of course, the sorts of thoughts which need to be suppressed at all costs! Sadly, fate has a way of stirring the proverbial hornets’ nest, and a couple of days after having the dream, the two of us were sent to prepare camp while the others went on a hike. I was trying to behave myself, so kept the chat down to a minimum, but that meant we worked pretty speedily and had the tents up long before the others were due to return. We sat down in one of the tents, and I found myself, entirely on auto-pilot, straightening his neckerchief, which was looking a little loose and messy. I guess it was a fairly tender moment, but I was utterly astonished when he leant towards me and tried to kiss me. I immediately pushed him away - more out of shock. It was so unexpected. I mean, the boy looks so innocent, why’s he trying to kiss his Scoutmaster? Obviously I told him how inappropriate he was being. It’s vital to immediately establish boundaries in these kinds of embarrassing circumstances. Well that’s what the training manual says… Then he came out with it and told me the other scoutmasters did it. For a while I couldn’t work out how to respond - or even comprehend what he was trying to tell me. Could it really be that this boy had made out with another Scoutmaster? Of course then, when he told me it was Dietrich who he’d been playing around with, everything suddenly made sense! That tall hunk of man meat, Dietrich is plainly in heat 24/7 and, if I’m brutally honest, it would be hard for anyone to turn him down. But the idea of a young lad getting caught up in a whole thing with him is unthinkable… And I told him so… Marcus, of course, immediately turned the heat up another notch by telling me that if he wasn’t allowed to be with Dietrich, he’d like to be with me. I could feel my face going bright red - probably as much out of shame because I could also feel my dick hardening. The boy was relentlessly flirty, I kept thinking about the dream and then, of course, I couldn’t get the image of him with Dietrich out of my head… I made him promise that no one would find out… especially not Dietrich. He promised. I believed him. He lurched forward for another kiss and this time I allowed it. Jeez, I must be mad! Of course, it instantly felt amazing; those soft, warm lips pressed against mine, our tongues dancing around each other in slippery circles, my hand running up and down his tight, youthful torso. I kept feeling these pangs of doom and fear, and, despite knowing the others weren’t due back for ages, I repeatedly found myself looking out of the tent to check no one was around. Then I just sunk my tongue further into his mouth, flung him on his back, ripped down his shorts and got my lips wrapped around his rock hard dick. If I’d doubted that he’d been with Dietrich up until that point, I didn’t need to doubt any longer. Marcus knew exactly what he was doing. He’d plainly been with an experienced man. His hand went straight for my groin, and, as I sucked him, he squeezed my bulge. I imagined Dietrich’s lips pleasuring the boy. The thought made my dick bounce! I got his clothes off and my pants down pretty speedily and he went straight to work on my dick. I’ll confess that him keeping his neckerchief on added a certain level of unexpected pleasure. Sometimes, you just gotta embrace the taboo, and man that boy gave great head! It felt so wrong but so fucking right at the same time. I kept thinking we needed to call it a day, that I should put my clothes back on and pretend nothing had happened… but then he’d do something else which blew my mind, and all I could think about was fucking him. I pushed him onto all fours and got his pert little ass good and wet and ready for the mega-fucking I wanted to deliver. He was so tight and little and he was moaning like a hungry slut as my tongue bobbed in and out of his hole. I got my finger up there and started to massage his prostate. I took the opportunity to ask if he’d done anything else with Dietrich, knowing what the answer was going to be. Dirty Dietrich would have plowed the boy good and proper, and sure enough, Marcus admitted that Dietrich had “put it in” him. The thought made me wanna sink my cock in his ass there and then. Maybe I should have felt a bit disappointed that Dietrich had beaten me to the cherry, but I loved the idea and even started imagining a three way… I spat on my dick, lined it up with the boy’s hole, told him to breathe deeply and pushed into him - uncovered. It slipped in remarkably easily. Dietrich must have properly opened him up. I went gently to begin with, slowly grinding my dick into him, then started to pick up the pace as the horniness of the situation took over. I pulled him back into me and started laughing really hard. I put my hand over his mouth to stop him from making any noises which might have aroused suspicion and kept an eye open for people, but the riskiness of the situation had become intoxicating. I pulled out, spun him around and tossed him onto his back so I could go in from the front, and look down into those beautiful, innocent eyes. He was moaning at me not to stop and actually thanking me for doing him.. I went faster and faster, and started to kiss him at the same time. It was overwhelming to be honest. I was so far up there. I couldn’t work out how he was managing to take it so hard. I started banging like a stag in heat and decided the only option was to blast a load inside him - probably just like Dietrich had. I wanted to fill the little boy up with my cum, so I shoved my hand in his mouth and shot a huge load deep in his guts...