When Scoutmaster Ballard called me into his office and told me he wanted me to become an Elite Scout, I couldn’t contain my pride and excitement. Obviously, I did my best to look like I was taking it all in my stride, but inside my heart was pounding!
The fact that I was being honoured by Scoutmaster Ballard was almost more exciting than the honour itself. He used to pick on me all the time and actually made my first few weeks with the Scouts absolutely miserable… But a few weeks ago, we had sex. And it was amazing. I mean, it wasn’t quite how I envisaged losing my virginity. It’s not like we’re in love or anything – well not yet in any case – but it was so exciting and being honest, I’ve not really been able to think about anything else ever since.
So when Ballard asked to see me, I figured he might have been angling for a re-run, so I was a bit blind-sided when he started attaching these really cool Elite Scout pins to the pockets of my shirt. In the process, he got real close to me. I could smell his aftershave and feel his warm, minty breath on my neck. I started getting goosebumps all over my body and my dick suddenly got real hard.
He asked if I was ready to take the oath and I was so nervous and excited that the only thing I could do was murmur a yes. At that moment, he pulled me over to him, sat down on this chair and made me stand between his legs. Then he started to rub his giant daddy hands across my body and I started shaking uncontrollably.
As he stood up, I could feel his hard dick in his uniform pants pressing against my thigh. Then he unzipped my shirt, real slow and sensual, like I was his lover and he was seducing me. I could feel my heart pumping in my ears. My face must have flushed so red.
Then he was running his hands all over my bare chest and stomach, and breathing really heavily into my ear. Moments later I could feel him pushing my shorts and underpants down and licking my neck. Oh man, I was desperate to kiss him. Every fiber of my body wanted to lock lips with him.
He slid his own pants down, exposing his giant dick, and then he finally pressed his firm lips against mine. We kissed so slowly, so passionately. I held his dick in my hand as he slowly pushed his tongue into my mouth. I let go after a while, but I could feel his meat twitching against mine as we kissed. I was so turned on. At that moment, I would have done anything he told me to do.
I dropped to my knees and started to suck him. Tenderly at first, but then I got so horny, I started sucking real hard, trying to get his massive dick as far into my mouth as I could without choking. He told me it felt good, and that spurred me on to want to be better. I’m not sure I really knew what I was doing, but I listened carefully to his breathing and he seemed to be enjoying it more and more.
He pulled me up again and made me put my knee up on the table and turn away from him while he kissed all the way down my back. Then he allowed his tongue to dance over my hole. I suddenly realized I was tensing up. I’m not gonna lie, the last time was really painful to begin with, but this incredible horniness was rippling through my veins like electricity. I was terrified of him, yet desperate for him at the same time. Does that sound weird?
I could sense him lining his dick up with my ass and taking the rest of his clothes off. I took a deep breath and tried to relax and seconds later, I could feel his monster cock pushing into me. I started shaking almost uncontrollably. The sensation was even more intense than it was the first time. It was so deep and hard, for a while I kept wondering if I was going to pass out.
But then, he started to push himself in and out and I started to feel this sensation of complete pleasure. Like every part of my body was being satisfied. The harder he went, the harder I wanted him to go. I loved that we were unified again, that we were sharing that feeling of complete intimacy.
He got me on my back on the edge of the table, pushed my legs in the air, and just went for it. It was amazing. I looked into his eyes, he looked into mine and I realized I trusted him. He wasn’t just fucking me. He was making love to me.
His strokes got faster and faster and he started to moan real loud and at that point, he told me he was gonna fill me up. He roared like a lion and I could feel great squirts of spunk being fired deep inside me.
He pulled out and I could feel a ribbon of it dripping out of me. Then he pushed himself back in and started to kiss me again, telling me what a good boy I’d been. I looked into his eyes, and I knew he meant it.