While exploring the woods alone, I (Reece Scott) stumbled upon Canyon Cole, a young scout known for his tendency to get lost in thought and wander off. The Scoutmasters worry about his safety, as his daydreaming makes it hard to know if he grasps even the basics of scouting. Boys like Canyon can be a concern, as their safety depends on recognizing danger.
Fortunately, this time, no harm was done. He hadn’t ventured far from camp, and I managed to stop him before he got lost or worse. Scolding him felt like kicking a puppy; his expression melted my heart. I assured him he wasn’t in big trouble but needed to follow the rules. Expecting him to agree to return to camp, I was met with silence instead. He stared at me, his expression shifting from guilt to something indecipherable.
In that moment, everything changed. His piercing blue eyes held a gaze filled with intent. I realized then that Canyon was incredibly handsome, and his look was laden with desire.
Terrified of my own actions, yet unable to stop, I offered to walk with him. Each step heightened my arousal, my erection straining against my uniform. We reached a tree, and I suggested a break. Words failed me; all I wanted was to express my primal urge. He seemed glad I joined him, his eyes fixed on me as we moved closer, drawn by an unknown force. Our hands and lips met in a tender, profound kiss.
The moment was deeply romantic. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his smooth, defined chest. Pulling him close, our kiss intensified as his trembling hands explored my crotch. He seemed both experienced and nervous, his actions betraying limited encounters. As he lowered my underpants, his expression revealed his inexperience with a penis of my size.
He squatted, taking his time to savor the view, running his hands along my shaft before taking me into his mouth. His lips glided softly, his suction making up for any lack of depth. I gasped, turned on by both the sensation and the sight of him. He was focused, committed, his oral skills impressive.
Turning him to face the tree, I slowly peeled down his shorts, revealing his perfect butt. I knelt, eating him out slowly, checking his expressions of delight. He was no virgin, arching his back, moaning in arousal, eager for more.
Standing, I entered him from behind, his tight grip making me gasp. I spread my legs, thrusting hard, his grimace turning into a smile. Pulling out briefly, I saw my pre-cum dripping from him. He grabbed his dick, moaning quietly, his arousal intensifying mine. I thrust harder, faster, our bodies moving as one. His ass gripped me tightly, the sensation surreal.
Wrapping my arms around him, he jerked his dick, edging closer to climax. His body twitched, his muscles clamping, balls shaking, before strings of semen shot from his dick. The sensation pushed me over the edge, filling him with my release. It was an unforgettable experience, one I might encourage him to repeat.
Scout Boys
SCOUT CANYON Chapter 2 – Reinforcing Protocols
While exploring the woods alone, I (Reece Scott) stumbled upon Canyon Cole, a young scout known for his tendency to get lost in thought and wander off. The Scoutmasters worry about his safety, as his daydreaming makes it hard to know if he grasps even the basics of scouting. Boys like Canyon can be a concern, as their safety depends on recognizing danger.
Fortunately, this time, no harm was done. He hadn’t ventured far from camp, and I managed to stop him before he got lost or worse. Scolding him felt like kicking a puppy; his expression melted my heart. I assured him he wasn’t in big trouble but needed to follow the rules. Expecting him to agree to return to camp, I was met with silence instead. He stared at me, his expression shifting from guilt to something indecipherable.
In that moment, everything changed. His piercing blue eyes held a gaze filled with intent. I realized then that Canyon was incredibly handsome, and his look was laden with desire.
Terrified of my own actions, yet unable to stop, I offered to walk with him. Each step heightened my arousal, my erection straining against my uniform. We reached a tree, and I suggested a break. Words failed me; all I wanted was to express my primal urge. He seemed glad I joined him, his eyes fixed on me as we moved closer, drawn by an unknown force. Our hands and lips met in a tender, profound kiss.
The moment was deeply romantic. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his smooth, defined chest. Pulling him close, our kiss intensified as his trembling hands explored my crotch. He seemed both experienced and nervous, his actions betraying limited encounters. As he lowered my underpants, his expression revealed his inexperience with a penis of my size.
He squatted, taking his time to savor the view, running his hands along my shaft before taking me into his mouth. His lips glided softly, his suction making up for any lack of depth. I gasped, turned on by both the sensation and the sight of him. He was focused, committed, his oral skills impressive.
Turning him to face the tree, I slowly peeled down his shorts, revealing his perfect butt. I knelt, eating him out slowly, checking his expressions of delight. He was no virgin, arching his back, moaning in arousal, eager for more.
Standing, I entered him from behind, his tight grip making me gasp. I spread my legs, thrusting hard, his grimace turning into a smile. Pulling out briefly, I saw my pre-cum dripping from him. He grabbed his dick, moaning quietly, his arousal intensifying mine. I thrust harder, faster, our bodies moving as one. His ass gripped me tightly, the sensation surreal.
Wrapping my arms around him, he jerked his dick, edging closer to climax. His body twitched, his muscles clamping, balls shaking, before strings of semen shot from his dick. The sensation pushed me over the edge, filling him with my release. It was an unforgettable experience, one I might encourage him to repeat.