Genres: Gigantic Dick ,Smooth ,First Time ,Twinks
Video language: English

When I joined the Scouts I supposed we’d make dozens of trips out into the wilderness. I figured we’d sleep not quite just exclusively in tents, or, on special occasions, we’d all snuggle up in sleeping bags, directly beneath the stars, warmed by a fire which we’d lit ourselves. There’d be ghost stories which we’d whisper to 1 another while pounding down the candies we’d smuggled into our rucksacks.Imagine my confusion, then, when on my first trip into the excellent unknown I discovered that we’d be staying in a hostel. Confusion became profound embarrassment when Scoutmaster Snow told us man we were sharing rooms and needed to obtain into pairs. As the new kid on the block, I ended up with no 1 to share with. I was a little disappointed, but when Scoutmaster Snow told me I’d have to share with him, I felt a pang of absolute terror. Snow is by far the scariest Scoutmaster in our troop: he’s ultra fierce, this guy doesn’t laugh at jokes, and there’s a rumor this gink carries a gun.We arrived at …We arrived at the hostel at some ungodly hour of the night. Everybody else scuttled off to their rooms to giggle and eat candy. Scoutmaster Snow and I walked through incessant corridors to what turned out to be the furthest room in the building. The room smelt damp and the beds looked deeply uncomfortable, with fat sheets and flimsy duvets. Snow went into his rucksack and pulled out a Scout flag which that chub hung from the curtain rail. I think dude was doing it ironically.Then that guy started taking his suit off. Right in front of me! I don’t know what I expected; it is not like either of us could have slept in our uniforms. I contemplated getting beneath the duvet to take my suit off, but didn’t want him to think I was some sort of mommy’s boy on my 1st expedition. So, I started unbuttoning my shirt with all the fake confidence I could muster…One of the things I noticed about Snow as buddy started whipping his costume off was that he’s plainly very fit for his age. His arms were unheraldedly muscular and his torso was well-defined with a six-pack.Perhaps I was imagining it, but it seemed there was unexpectedly something a little weird ’bout the atmosphere in the room. Neither of us was speaking, but, every time I looked over at Snow, I noticed this lad was staring back at me. Despite this, I found myself unable to take my eyes off of him. It didn’t hurt this dude looked like some sort of underwear model.Moments later, guy threw his shorts off. What I couldn’t have predicted in a million years was that buddy was going commando. He’d just spent an entire day bossing around a gathering of over-excited ginks and man had absolutely no underwear on! I do not think for a moment this Master Snow is a sleaze-ball of every kind. Without a doubt, I’m sure his choice to refrain from underwear is an act of pure defiance. An exciting finger up to normality.I found myself speaking formerly my brain had had a opportunity to process what I was seeing. “You… don’t… wear… underwear?”I expected him to be angry at me for making it clear this I’d been watching him undress, but guy took the question in stride, casually telling me that a lot of studs go commando. A million questions started bouncing around in my brain. But, I opted for silence in place of, which was just also because, at that very moment, dude started fiddling with his penis, before informing me this chap was glad we had the location to ourselves.The blood promptly rushed to my face. It sounded like boy was coming on to me. But, I mean, dude couldn’t have been, could lad? He’s my Scoutmaster and Scoutmasters do not come on to scouts.I looked back down at his dick, which, it occurred to me, was probably twice the bulk of anything I’ve previously seen hanging between someone’s legs. At that point, the blood drained from my face and started making its way down between my legs. As I saw it, I had a choice: I could say I was exhausted and vanish underneath the duvet, hoping it would all go away, or I could go with the flow.So… I went with the flow.He asked if I’d ever seen a grown man’s dick formerly. I craved to say “not in such close proximity,” but my muzzle was dry with nerves, so I just shook my head in preference to. When gink asked if I desired to touch it, my heart started thumping like a drum in my ears. Guy stepped forward, and I found myself, in some sort of out-of-body practice, reaching towards him and taking his dick in my hand. It now started to swell and I rather enjoyed the feeling of power this this unheraldedly gave me. I ran my palm up and down the shaft and watched in awe as the beast doubled in extent.Somehow my lips were touching the tip of his dick moments later. I had no clue what to do, but came to a decision the just only option was to throw caution to the wind and just watch where instinct leads me. My first observation was this it smelled incredible—almost as tho’ he’d just had a shower rather than have spent the better part of a day rushing up and down the aisles of a sweaty bus, screaming at unruly young people. Formerly I knew what I was doing, my lips were running up and down the shaft of his dick and I was in a competition with myself to acquire as much of it in my muzzle as I could. It made me gag, but I was determined to keep going. When boy told me I was a natural, I felt unbelievably proud.Wanting his dick made me wish him. I felt a powerful crave for him surging through my body—the likes of which I’ve never experienced.He started running his hands in fact gently down my back and I could feel my flesh responding. I found myself shaking and heard myself making spontaneous weeps of fun. Fellow thrust his hand down the back of my shorts and gently pressed his finger against my apperture. It felt a little strange; not the sensation itself, but the fact that I was utterly okay with what this guy was doing.Then, this guy kissed me. His kisses were slow, passionate and romantic. The feeling of his stubble brushing against my soft chin made me crave to melt.He told me to stand. Fellow pulled my shorts and underwear down and we were unexpectedly both stripped. I knew that boy wanted to fucking me; it felt like a natural progression for 2 blokes who’d gone this far so quickly. That said, the idea of being banged by a man had never truthfully crossed my mind formerly and I had no idea what to do or expect.He positioned me on the bed and told me to relax. I’m genuinely not sure this anyone has ever undoubtedly managed to feel relaxed after being ordered to do so. Regardless of whether I did or didn’t, I wasn’t expecting him to slip his tongue into my hole. It had never occurred to me this this might be something men did in the sack together, or this the sensation would be so mind-blowingly intensive. The more his tongue probed me and danced between my ass cheeks, the more I desired to feel his dick inside me.Then this guy stood up and I felt him lining the wet tip of his dick against my saliva-filled hollow, and then, just like this, it started to creep into me. It sounds genuinely lame, but in the weirdest way, I promptly felt as although I’d become a man. I was no longer a virgin. Slowly the feelings of pain gave way to sensations of unimaginable diversion. I kept glancing back to see his good-looking, sculpted body wrapped around mine, glued to me like we were one single, thrusting being.He gradually picked up the pace. The bed creaked and squeaked like crazy and, if it hadn’t been for the fact that the room we were in was a total corridor away from anyone else, I would have gotten actual paranoid that we were being overheard. Walking into breakfast in the morning would have been an embarrassing practice for sure!It turns out that Scoutmaster Snow likes to experiment with all kinds of positions, no doubt to see which ones generate the most pleasure. Every single thing fellow essayed was pleasant in its own way, but some of the greater amount athletic positions literally made my eyes water. But just when it got a bit too fervent or uncomfortable, he’d soften things up, pulling my head back and kissing me tenderly. Buddy was as generous a beau as gink was talented.He pushed me onto my back with my legs behind my shoulders. Fellow kissed me as dude banged me, periodically pulling away and looking down at me with his kind, piercing blue eyes. Bloke grabbed my rock-hard cock and started to jerk me. It instantly tipped me over the edge. I have indeed never cum so intense. It just flew out of my dick all over my stomach and upper body in awesome watery spurts.But dude wasn’t done. Gink prolonged to fucking me even stronger than formerly. Every scene of my flesh was hypersensitive and crying for him to finish, but at the same time, I didn’t want things to end because I just desired him to be happy. Chap went harder and faster, unfathomable inside my stomach, ruthlessly tearing my ass away from every one greater amount with a look of masculine, evil single-mindedness strapped to his face.Then, I could feel his orgasm gushing out of him and filling my insides with jets of pure, undistilled masculinity. We lay in each other’s arms on a single bed in this hostel room for what seemed an eternity and I do not think I will ever feel such complete contentment in my existence other time.

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Duration: 26:19
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