Release Year: 2024
Studio: Scout Guys
Cast: Dillon Stone, Mike Brink, Noah White
Genres: anal, unsaddled, gay, company, kissing, fellatio, anilingus, smooth, threesome, twink

I dunno if I’m in readiness to call Mike my lover. This all feels a bit too much grown up for my liking. Don’t accept me wrong; he’s a perfect guy, and he’s gorgeous nice in the sack, but I cannot quite obtain away from that nagging feeling this I’m destined to be with an older guy. I still obtain those intensive crushes on the Scoutmasters. I can’t aid myself. My first 2 lustful experiences were with Scoutmasters and both battles cute much blew my mind. Obviously I’m trying to behave myself those days. Since things started with Mike, I’ve placed older men in the “you can look but not touch” classification. But that doesn’t stop me from fantasizing… My latest crush is on Scoutmaster Stone. I can hardly look at him, he’s so comely. He’s tall and masculine and this chub looks great in a uniform. For some motive boy at all times wears jeans instead of standard-issue pants, probably because his legs are too much well-developed to fit into anything else. His jeans literally cling to his thighs like he’s been poured into them, and he’s plainly packing some utmost meat down there. I could write novels based on the dreams I’ve had ’bout him. Mike and I had a bit of free time that afternoon and thought we’d dust off our orienteering skills using the compass I got for Christmas. I think we were both kinda hoping we’d find ourselves somewhere secluded where we’d be able to make out. It’s kinda cool to do it in the woods. There’s at all times the risk this you’re gonna accept caught and the feeling of a cool spring breeze tickling your naked flesh is one which shouldn’t be underestimated. Of course, I directed to ruin everything. We were no more than half-a-mile away from camp when I slipped on some gravel, fell into a ditch and twisted my ankle. It hurt like hell, and for a scarcely any min I thought I might have broken something. Mike immediately went into practical mode and helped me back to the camp. Jeez, I felt ashamed. And of course, the first person to see me looking like a tragic failure was Scoutmaster Stone… I craved the earth to swallow me up total . I have been trying my absolute hardest to impress this man, and limping into camp like a clown, moaning in agony is not precisely the best look. Once lad got me sitting in his tent and had sent Mike off to get the 1st aid kit, I realized that his presence was in all honesty really calming. Genuinely, it gorgeous quickly became clear that I was more in a panic than I was in actual ache. Buddy was very gentle with me and without delay removed my shoe, carefully squeezing parts of me to assess what was wrong. The more buddy touched me, the more I think we both realized that physically, I was awesome. There was no swelling, the ache was dissipating. I started to feel like a actual jerk. To make matters worse, it shortly after became clear this Scoutmaster Stone was struggling to believe this I’d even had an accident and I had to acknowledge this I was rapidly beginning to look like the boy who wept wolf. Mike, of course, came hurtling back to the tent with the 1st aid kit looking like he’d just run a marathon. Scoutmaster Stone rolled his eyes, muttering something about knowing what was going on and telling Mike we wouldn’t be needing the kit because I was just pleasant. 1 moment, I was feeling ashamed, waiting for some awful lecture ’bout wasting a grown-man’s time and the next, Scoutmaster Stone was leaning into me and kissing me with fervent passion. My head without delay started spinning. On one hand, this was the very thing I’d imagined about for months; on the another, Mike was right there, watching me be unfaithful to him with a freakin’ Scoutmaster! I couldn’t get my head around how bold Stone was. I mean, I know I’ve been giving him the eye, and no doubt blushing like crazy every time guy looked back at me, but to make a pass so god damned speedily, and in front of Mike… The must have somehow known we’d been seeing any 1 greater amount. As we kissed, I saw Scoutmaster Stone making brief eye-contact with Mike and the next thing I knew, Mike had shuffled over to me and was unbuttoning my shirt, seemingly not at all phased by what was happening. Scoutmaster Stone pulled away from me, and I looked over at Mike who had a enormous, nasty grin on his face. My heart started to pound with excitement. Scoutmaster Stone was shortly after leaning over me, kissing me hungrily, pulling Mike’s hands onto my skin. Moments later I was kissing Mike. There was unhopedly something so highly sensual about him. The fact this lad was taking the entire situation in his stride was sexual as hades and it made me fuck sensual. I started to undress him. I wanted him uncovered. Scoutmaster Stone was kneeling next to us, stripping while watching us make. I craved to give him the of all floor shows. I broke away from Mike and started attending to the Scoutmaster’s bulge, fumbling to unbuckle his leather belt formerly unzipping his jeans and pulling his rock-hard dick out of his pants. It was every bit as beautiful and impressive as I’d supposed. I squatted down and started to suck it. It tasted perfect. I could feel Mike’s hand running down the back of my shorts, over my ass cheeks and towards my cavity. As I sucked the Scoutmaster’s dick, I could sense this bloke was looking at Mike and smiling. It’s kinky to say that I felt a bit jealous, but I did. The idea that they were secretly communicating made me feel a little paranoid but I pushed those thoughts apart and focussed on giving Scoutmaster Stone the most great oral delight. Judging by his shrieks and cries, I was doing an okay job. I fought the will to choke with every part of my skin while buddy whispered “just keep your throat on it…”

Format: mp4
Duration: 26:00
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 9259kbps
Audio: 124kbps

Video clip size: 1.7 GB