I’ve had my eye on Tom and Cole for a while. They seem quite inseparable; almost as thick as thieves.
Tom is a small pocket rocket; blond, innocent-looking, but with that twinkle in his eye that suggests he’s a real rocket ship in bed! Very Cole’s Workshop; a big, burly boy with a huge package in his pants.
Cole and I have been playing around for a while, and we’re both pretty sure Tom isn’t a virgin. Cole confessed the other day that he had some pretty cheeky dreams about the three of us dating, and since I like challenges, I told him that I would find an appropriate time to fulfill his dreams!
I caught them alone one afternoon. It was a beautiful, sunny spring day. A gentle wind rustled the trees and the sap was definitely rising. There was no one else around and they were talking freely in a tent. I seized the moment and threw myself between them.
I gave Cole a subtle look, indicating that he should go with me, and asked a question Tom never anticipated.
“So…you guys started masturbating?”
It was an unusual question for a Scoutmaster, no doubt, but I really wanted to see how Tom would answer. Obviously Cole had experience beyond just playing with his massive tool, but I wanted to see if Tom was mature enough to enjoy the more active parts of sexuality.
The boys were embarrassed, clearly shocked by my boldness, but they didn’t back down. Much less Tom. There was a curiosity in his eyes that made me feel even bolder. I offered to offer some tips on how to do this, something that made both eyes widen… even Cole’s!
Seconds later, I was pulling my big, hard cock out of my pants. Tom’s eyes were fixed on him! I loved watching him take me with his eyes. As much as I’d love to see the scouts get excited, I’d love for them to see me back. Showing my body and my cock to young people gave me a special emotion. Especially when I know they’re lusting after me. And that boy has been leering at me uncontrollably for the past year or so!
Cole played the game like a true pro, pretending to be innocent and not knowing what to make of what was happening! Tom had his eye on the prize from the start, however. And as I gently rubbed my cock, he was running his hand over the bulge in his pants. In a matter of seconds, Tom was unzipping his fly and pulling his erection out. And wow! This boy has a beautiful dick.
Cole followed suit, and very quickly, the three of us were in a line, pulling our giant sticks, with Cole and I exchanging subtle glances, barely able to comprehend how well our dastardly plan was unfolding!
I winked at Cole and had him take my cock in his hand, pretending, of course, that he hadn’t done this a bunch of times before. Tom, a little nervous, did the same.
It was beyond exciting. I could feel Tom’s heart beating hard and fast as he looked at Cole, clearly a little scared and apparently seeking permission from his best friend to take things to the next level. It was really sweet.
