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ScoutBoys
Starring Milo Miles and Tyler Saint
January 25, 2024 | Full Length Video : 25min 15sec
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When I signed up to become a Scoutmaster, I knew a potentially rocky road was stretching out in front of me. I am a man of great principle. I work hard. I look after myself. I very much enjoy mentoring younger people. But I find myself helplessly distracted by beauty, and beauty, in my eyes, is most potent when innocence and youth collide. The irony, of course, is that I’m now in a position where it’s almost impossible to avoid the type of situation which throws this very form of temptation my way.

I’ve managed to successfully control my urges thus far, but one of the boys challenges me beyond words. Scout Milo is everything. He exudes gentleness and kindness. He’s conscientious, studious and serious. His olive skin is smooth. He has dark, innocent eyes and raven-black hair. He is everything I find beautiful.

He had been ...[Read more]

He had been desperate to become an Elite Scout. I was thrilled for him when his wish became a reality and even happier when I was selected to oversee his induction. The ceremony, which usually takes place in private, is really just the recitation of a pledge and the presentation of a pin, but to a keen and dutiful Scout, it’s the doorway into a world of adventure. The look of excitement and anticipation on a boy’s face can be alluring at the best of times, but Scout Milo’s profound enthusiasm was intoxicating.

I found myself toying with his neckerchief and pulling down his shirt sleeves to make him as handsome as possible before attaching the all-important pin. I really can’t explain what happened next. I found myself staring into the boy’s eyes and being drawn towards him like metal being steadily pulled into a magnet. I knew Milo wanted me. He was yearning for me. He was desperate for me…

We kissed. It was little more than an innocent peck on the lips, but as I pulled away, the look on his face told me he was hankering for more. Seconds later, our lips locked again, but this time they lingered passionately. I removed his glasses and returned for a third time, kissing him forcefully and lustfully, pulling his diminutive body into mine and wrapping my muscular arms around him as I sampled the forbidden fruit.

I turned him to face the wall and stood behind him, slowly yet purposefully undoing the buttons of his shirt. He was shaking like a leaf; a heady blend of anticipation and terror. The boy had obviously barely kissed another person before, let alone been undressed by a sexually-experienced man. A powerful force instantly engulfed me. I ran my large hands up and down his tight, tanned chest, taking in great gulps of his alluring boy scent.

I found myself unbuckling his belt and caressing the huge bulge in his underpants. I was astonished not just by its size and near perfect shape, but by the extraordinary hardness of it. I couldn’t wait to get it into my mouth.

As I wrapped my hungry lips around the shaft of his penis, and pulled him into my throat, he started to moan uncontrollably, desperate for this new, all-encompassing sensation to continue. He was putty in my hands. I pushed him onto the table, and got him to squat, spreading his legs apart as my tongue danced over his tight, virgin hole. As I licked and kissed him, I could feel it opening for me. He’d never experienced anything of the sort before, but his body was subconsciously preparing him for penetration, giving me permission to pop his stunning cherry.

My pants and underwear seemed to fall to the ground unaided. I found myself lining my big, thick dick up with his hole, and before my rational brain had worked out if I was being utterly mad, I realized I was pushing myself into him. He gasped. He was tight—extremely tight—and unsurprisingly bewildered by the sensation, but I persisted and was soon rutting him with both speed and force, my entire body humming with lust-fueled excitement.

I repositioned him so that he was on his back. I wanted to look into that beautiful face as the innocence drained from it. He would never again be the boy that had walked into the office. He would henceforth understand what his body was for and always remember me as the man who introduced him to the rest of his life. He jerked himself frantically as I skewered him, a great, ecstatic smile plastered across his face as he begged me like a whore to go harder.

Moments later I realized he was cumming, spraying his load all over his stomach. I couldn’t pull out. I should have. The poor boy was shaking all over and plainly didn’t know if he was coming or going, but I needed to nut inside him. I needed to brand him internally, and make him mine…

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SCOUT MILO

This beautiful, diminutive, oh-so-handsome boy is as quirky as he is innocent. You know what they say about boys who wear glasses? Well, this olive-skinned, raven-haired cutie is destined for a lifetime of men making passes at him. The question on everyone’s lips, of course, is who will pop his cherry?

Played by Milo Miles
Scoutmaster Saint

This sexy Scoutmaster’s biggest problem is that he finds innocence a massive turn on. His other problem is that he can’t walk into a space without turning young men’s heads. Scoutmaster Saint is the very definition of a DILF. He’s pumped, well-groomed, handsome as all hell, and hung like a horse. Saint by name. Kinky fucker by nature!

Played by Tyler Saint
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Series: Scout Milo
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Chapters
1. The Pledge 26mn
When I signed up to become a Scoutmaster, I knew a potentially rocky road was stretching out in front of me. I am a man of great principle. I work hard. I look after myself. I very much enjoy mentoring younger people. But I find myself helplessly distracted by beauty, and beauty, in my eyes, is most potent when innocence and youth collide. The irony, of course, is that I’m now in a position where it’s almost impossible to avoid the type of situation which throws this very form of temptation my way. I’ve managed to successfully control my urges thus far, but one of the boys challenges me beyond words. Scout Milo is everything. He exudes gentleness and kindness. He’s conscientious, studious and serious. His olive skin is smooth. He has dark, innocent eyes and raven-black hair. He is everything I find beautiful. He had been desperate to become an Elite Scout. I was thrilled for him when his wish became a reality and even happier when I was selected to oversee his induction. The ceremony, which usually takes place in private, is really just the recitation of a pledge and the presentation of a pin, but to a keen and dutiful Scout, it’s the doorway into a world of adventure. The look of excitement and anticipation on a boy’s face can be alluring at the best of times, but Scout Milo’s profound enthusiasm was intoxicating. I found myself toying with his neckerchief and pulling down his shirt sleeves to make him as handsome as possible before attaching the all-important pin. I really can’t explain what happened next. I found myself staring into the boy’s eyes and being drawn towards him like metal being steadily pulled into a magnet. I knew Milo wanted me. He was yearning for me. He was desperate for me… We kissed. It was little more than an innocent peck on the lips, but as I pulled away, the look on his face told me he was hankering for more. Seconds later, our lips locked again, but this time they lingered passionately. I removed his glasses and returned for a third time, kissing him forcefully and lustfully, pulling his diminutive body into mine and wrapping my muscular arms around him as I sampled the forbidden fruit. I turned him to face the wall and stood behind him, slowly yet purposefully undoing the buttons of his shirt. He was shaking like a leaf; a heady blend of anticipation and terror. The boy had obviously barely kissed another person before, let alone been undressed by a sexually-experienced man. A powerful force instantly engulfed me. I ran my large hands up and down his tight, tanned chest, taking in great gulps of his alluring boy scent. I found myself unbuckling his belt and caressing the huge bulge in his underpants. I was astonished not just by its size and near perfect shape, but by the extraordinary hardness of it. I couldn’t wait to get it into my mouth. As I wrapped my hungry lips around the shaft of his penis, and pulled him into my throat, he started to moan uncontrollably, desperate for this new, all-encompassing sensation to continue. He was putty in my hands. I pushed him onto the table, and got him to squat, spreading his legs apart as my tongue danced over his tight, virgin hole. As I licked and kissed him, I could feel it opening for me. He’d never experienced anything of the sort before, but his body was subconsciously preparing him for penetration, giving me permission to pop his stunning cherry. My pants and underwear seemed to fall to the ground unaided. I found myself lining my big, thick dick up with his hole, and before my rational brain had worked out if I was being utterly mad, I realized I was pushing myself into him. He gasped. He was tight—extremely tight—and unsurprisingly bewildered by the sensation, but I persisted and was soon rutting him with both speed and force, my entire body humming with lust-fueled excitement. I repositioned him so that he was on his back. I wanted to look into that beautiful face as the innocence drained from it. He would never again be the boy that had walked into the office. He would henceforth understand what his body was for and always remember me as the man who introduced him to the rest of his life. He jerked himself frantically as I skewered him, a great, ecstatic smile plastered across his face as he begged me like a whore to go harder. Moments later I realized he was cumming, spraying his load all over his stomach. I couldn’t pull out. I should have. The poor boy was shaking all over and plainly didn’t know if he was coming or going, but I needed to nut inside him. I needed to brand him internally, and make him mine…
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