Scoutmaster Dillon Stone Barebacks & Breeds Twink Milo Miles Outdoors

Out on a hike with Scoutmaster Stone, I mentioned wanting to jump into the lake to cool off, and he brought up rumors about installing outdoor showers at camp. Feeling playful, I popped open my canteen, took a swig, then started pouring the rest down the front of my shirt. The scoutmaster laughed and asked what the hell I was doing. I just grinned and told him, "outdoor shower." He loved the idea and copied me right away.

We started rubbing each other's soaked shirts, but Scoutmaster Stone took it further, leaning in to kiss me hard. I reached down and tugged the zipper on his pants, finding him already rock hard. Let the party begin. I dropped down and sucked him deep, ready to keep going, but his groans told me he had other plans in mind.

He pulled me off, yanked my pants down, and started stroking my cock, squeezing it until it throbbed in his hand. He sucked me for a few minutes, but from past hookups with this horny scoutmaster, I knew exactly what he was after — he wanted to fuck me. No complaints from me on that one.

He spun me around and nudged me forward against a tree trunk. I tightened my hole up for him just as he lined up and pushed inside, starting with slow, steady thrusts. With nothing but spit for lube, I could feel every inch of his bare cock. Things got even hotter when he leaned forward over my back, picking up speed, holding me close and kissing my neck while he pounded me. The deeper he went, the louder the slap of skin on skin echoed through the trees.

We were both sweating like crazy by this point, making the whole thing raunchier and hotter. The scoutmaster railed me so good I shot my load right there against the tree, an intense orgasm ripping through me. His stamina and cum control are always next level, but I've learned to read him — his breathing, his noises, the way his cock pulses — and I knew he was close. Sure enough, he buried himself deep and flooded my hole with his load.