Scoutmaster’s Secret – Colton Fox, Ryan St. Michael
I guess you could call us lovers. I’ve certainly had Scout Colton too many times to describe him as a casual boyfriend. Besides, there’s nothing casual about how I feel about him. The boy is super special. The more time I spend with him, the more I realize how remarkable he is. I have rarely felt so connected to a person; both emotionally and sexually. It rocks my world.
My feelings for him are almost certainly heightened by the illicit nature of our relationship and the fact that we have to work hard to maintain it. Creeping through the shadows after dark can be exhilarating, and when we finally get to spend a few minutes alone together, the sex is always mind-blowing.
In my opinion, an overnight session in a tent is the best option. There is something deeply sensual about the middle of the night. The world outside is enveloped in a blanket of silence, the thick air smells of wood smoke and damp vegetation, moths dive into the lamp flickering dimly inside the tent and time seems to slow down until it stops completely. When a boy enters your tent, you know you will be with him until dawn. You can relax.
Scout Colton and I had been planning this meeting for days. We had everything sorted out. We found a series of foolproof excuses in the unlikely event he was caught in my tent. The closer we got to the date, the more excited I became. A single glance in his direction was apparently enough for my dick to start throbbing – and let me tell you, spewing pre-cum is no laughing matter when your uniform pants are a light beige color. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve looked at my crotch and seen a big wet spot. I started tying a sweater around my waist to combat the problem.
