Catching The Scoutmasters | TROOP TIME | Chapter 21

Scoutmaster Snow and I are very much kindred spirits. We have the same taste in music, we share the same political opinions, and sometimes we even find ourselves finishing each other’s sentences. To cap it all off, it turns out that we’ve both had pretty steamy encounters with the same freakin’ scout! Young Damien. Jesus, that boy gives off a vibe of such innocence, but he certainly seems to have a penchant for older men! I’m not altogether sure how we ended up fessing up to this particular indiscretion. I mean, there are certain things that are best for a scoutmaster to keep very much to himself, but I guess the beers were flowing and we were chilling out and feeling horny and, well, suddenly we were sharing our deepest, darkest secrets.

I’ve not been able to think about much else since then. I kept imagining what Snow must have looked like as he made out with Damien. I’d have paid good money to be a fly on the wall of that particular tent. The more I thought about it, the more it occurred to me that I’d been unwittingly harboring fairly intense sexual feelings for Snow ever since I’d met him. I’d managed to convince myself that he was just a bro, you know? I mean, we had a whole lot in common and I guess I knew he was into dudes, but we just enjoyed hanging out. But anyway, ever since that late-night revealing conversation, well, let’s just say that my imagination has been running riot.

I noticed a change in him as well. He’d hold eye contact with me for longer and I’d catch him watching me from a distance. Sometimes, when we were chatting, he’d subtly re-adjust his junk, or glance down at my crotch, or inadvertently lick his lips while looking at mine. It started to become an inevitability that we’d eventually hook up. I think we were both merely waiting for the right opportunity.

The moment presented itself to us entirely unexpectedly. One of the dizzier scouts managed to get himself lost while returning from a hike and the two of us were sent out into the woods on a mission to find him. We’d not traveled far when another one of the scoutmasters radioed us to tell us that the boy had returned safely and that everything was okay. So, much relieved, we started heading back to camp. A few moments later, I noticed an enormous bulge had formed in Snow’s uniform pants, and then, before I knew what was happening, we were making out like a pair of teenagers.

God, that man knows how to kiss. It was, without a shadow of doubt, the best kiss I’ve ever had; passionate, lustful, expectant… We were tearing our clothes off within seconds, desperate for each other. I knew he had a darned fine body on him. I’d spotted that ages ago when we took the boys swimming in a lake. What I didn’t expect was quite how good it would feel underneath my fingers.

So, there we were, brazenly tossing bits of clothing onto the forest floor, entirely unbothered by the fact that we were probably less than a mile away from camp or that, as scoutmasters, we’re expected to behave honorably at all times; we’re supposed to lead by example. All of this plainly should have been going through my head, but in the intensity of the moment, I found myself far more concerned about who was going to top who when we finally sealed the deal. From everything we’ve ever told each other about our sexual encounters, I’d have thought we were both pretty dominant, so this was destined to become very interesting, very quickly…

I dropped to my knees, unable to resist the thought of getting his huge manhood into my mouth. He tasted sensational. Then he knelt down and returned the gesture and I almost shot my load right there and then, deep into his throat. We literally lost track of all reason. We were both entirely naked, standing like a pair of schmucks, right by the main path, so into what we were doing that a bus load of tourists could have driven past us and we wouldn’t have noticed. So much for being prepared at all times…

Little did we realize that we were being watched. I don’t know how the critters managed to creep up on us, but while we were otherwise engaged, young Damien and his silly little friend Zack managed to make off with the clothes we’d carelessly tossed everywhere. We spotted them as they started to run off, our hearts pounding like crazy.

We found the pair of them sitting on a wood stack looking like butter wouldn’t melt in their mouths. The little shits had hidden our clothes and were claiming “what clothes? We don’t know what you’re talking about…” There was something particularly irritating about Zack, who was looking at Snow in a way which made me wonder if they had history as well. Anyway, they said they wouldn’t give us our clothes back unless we let them join in, telling us that they’d seen what we were doing. Well, I mean, Snow was in there with Zack like a shot, pulling him up to his feet and shoving his tongue down his throat. I was a little put out I guess. I wanted Snow, I wasn’t too crazy about watching him fucking someone else, but I suppose, if you can’t beat them, you gotta join them…

So, I moved across to Damien and we started doing the same thing. We were soon getting right into it, undressing the boys and wrapping our masculine arms around their cute little bodies. Everything seemed to go like clockwork, almost as though the whole thing were choreographed. Both boys dropped to their knees and started to suck us off, gagging, and choking hungrily on our plus-sized dicks. It was so freakin’ horny to kiss Snow while all this was going on. It was just a necessary little reminder that we were there for each other above anything else, you know?

However, I soon had my tongue deep inside Damien’s beautiful ass. The moment I started to eat him out, I remembered what a stunningly tight fuck he is. I could see Snow doing the same thing to Zack, before standing up and somewhat casually pushing his thick, raw dick deep into the boy’s trembling body. God it was hot to see his ass muscles tensing as he started to bang the boy, and hearing Zack’s wanton moans as his body was torn apart. I moved across to watch Snow doing his thing for a while, my dick rock hard at the sight. Snow had his hand over Zack’s mouth to muffle his screams. The whole thing turned me on so much.

Then Snow pulled out and stepped aside, gesturing for me to take over, and, on autopilot, I found myself shoving my dick into Zack’s ass. This was a boy I’d barely ever spoken to. I’d not touched him sexually, not even kissed him, and now I was barebacking his sweet little pert ass like a crazy person.

Snow, of course, was all over Damien, kissing his face off, then pushing his bare cock into him. I stopped what I was doing with Zack to watch him. Finally, I got to be the fly on the wall and see the reality of the thing I’d imagined so intently. It was a stunning sight. Damien is so skinny and slight, and Snow is so muscular and masculine. Watching him ramming his cock in and out of the boy was immensely exciting. Damien could barely stop himself from screaming the forest down. The low afternoon sun made them almost glow. Snow’s pale, well-sculpted chest lit up as though he were made from gold. He was ramming his cock so hard into the boy that Damien could barely catch his breath. It was a scrappy, uncontrolled fuck and I was loving every second of the show.

Then, just like that, and with no discernible warning, Snow nutted deep inside the boy. Just seeing the intense look of pleasure on his face was worth losing the opportunity to have him cum inside me. Then seeing the semen dripping out of the boy’s ass was a crazy hot bonus I never expected. There’s no way on earth that this was gonna be the last chapter in this super fucking sexy story. In fact, I’m pretty sure it was merely the prologue.