Joining a troop as a new Scoutmaster can be a little intimidating, but I feel I’ve adapted very well. The fellow leaders were very receptive. Scouts too! And so well behaved.
I knew I had made the right move as soon as I took my first ride. It’s not just that this new group is polite and eager, they’re also attractive!
I think, to be honest, I’ve always found younger men to be sexy. What can I say? I’m a sucker for raging hormones! I try not to act on impulse, but occasionally a boy crosses my path who becomes totally impossible to ignore.
This was the case with young Ethan. I could tell from the moment I laid eyes on him that he was promising. He would give me these leering, lingering looks that grew in intensity and eventually became downright disturbing. And when we were put together in a tent for the night, I knew the time had come to take things to the next level…
Since then, Ethan has shown himself to be a great (and low-key) Scout). I knew he would be right for the Elite Scouts, so I asked him to go to the Scoutmasters’ office to have him make his promise.
I sat him down at the desk in the main office. I subtly locked the door. Ethan looked so cute sitting there in his uniform. My cock was instantly throbbing uncontrollably in my pants as he started sending rather desperate orders to my brain!
I lifted Ethan to begin his promise. There’s something inherently erotic about putting an Elite Scout brooch on a boy’s uniform. It is a life-changing moment for him as he is entering a world of adventure and excitement, but it is also the moment when a boy begins his transition to true manhood.
With Ethan, the moment felt particularly charged. It was full of lingering looks and subtle touches that became increasingly sexualized. Despite our history, we tried our best to maintain the decorum and ceremony that the moment demanded. But it didn’t last long.
I think the tipping point happened when my hand went to his crotch. The boy was rock hard down there, and as I ran my hand over the impressive bulge, he began to moan softly.
Before I had a chance to properly congratulate Ethan on becoming an Elite Scout, we were kissing. His lips were pinkish red and surprisingly cold. His clothes had clearly been freshly washed and his skin smelled and tasted clean and fresh. He was a great kisser. Better than our night in the tent! Maybe he practiced with the other boys.
I started to undress him, knowing he shouldn’t be doing what he was doing, but fueled by the sheer taboo of the situation. Every second, I wanted him more…
He was soon completely naked except for his hat and scarf. There was something exciting about being fully dressed in my uniform while he was naked. I felt incredibly powerful, somehow. This entire encounter was mine to shape. Ethan himself was mine to mold. I could tell that we both wanted to go further, and we would have another moment of passion…
I dropped to my knees and started sucking his giant, curved cock. I wanted him to feel sensations he’d never felt before, so I pulled all the tricks out of the bag until he was panting and shivering with pleasure.
I had him climb up on the table and introduce himself to me like a thoroughbred horse at a country show! At this stage, I began to undress.
I moved around the table and got a good look at her tight hole with my hungry tongue. He groaned excitedly. As I unzipped my pants and pulled out my throbbing cock, I wondered if anyone else was inside it! A boy like this is certainly special, and I could barely contain myself as I got closer and closer to coming.
