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When I joined this troop as a scoutmaster, I had no idea I’d be opening up a door to what can only be described as a fuck fest! Every single trip out into the wilds ends – or often even starts – with at least one sexual encounter. People plainly feel much more liberated when there’s a big old sky over their heads. Scouts, scoutmasters, rangers, hikers… I’ve pretty much had them all, and some, like young Serg, on numerous occasions. Now there’s a boy it’s almost impossible to grow tired of. Serg is inquisitive and adventurous. He’s obsessed with trying new stuff – and new people. And that’s a fairly alluring combination.
So, I wasn’t altogether surprised when Scoutmaster Saint and I stumbled across Serg in the middle of the forest, heavily making out with another scout, Zack. These things so often end up being comically cyclic don’t they? Zack, you see, happens to be another scout I’ve fooled around with. I’ll also confess to having secretly watched him some time later being seduced by Scoutmaster Saint! Neither of them had any idea that they were being watched, but it’s all cool. I mean, I used to think that Saint was a total douche, but seeing him with Zack that time turned me on so much that I instantly reappraised my views, and now we’re firm friends – with benefits, of course. We’re both filthy bastards who need it as often as we can get it! It takes one to know one and all of that…
Anyway, there we were, minding our own business, searching for a spot to have a little man-to-man time in the forest, when we stumbled upon the boys. They were all over each other, really going for it – tongues lodged down each other’s throats, groping and grinding, the works. It was super horny to watch. Scoutmaster Saint and I exchanged a look which neither of us needed to interpret: We wanted in!.. (more in ScoutBoys…)
