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Description: The life of a Scoutmaster certainly has its moments. We tell the boys, as often as we can, that they gotta be prepared for anything, and when you’re out there in the wilds, that’s doubly true. Of course, we protect the scouts as much as possible—at the same time teaching them the skills to protect themselves—but there are some things we can’t predict, like the weather. Yesterday afternoon, for example, my weather app suggested we should expect no more than a few light showers, so I took Scout Damien out into the forest to see if we could catch a glimpse of a few fireflies. It’s the right season, and it’s a pretty magical sight when those little fellas offer up one of their light shows. Scout Damien is particularly keen on nature and because that sort of thing is best seen on a one-to-one basis, I made sure it was just the two of us. I mean, thirty other-hyperactive scouts screaming and rushing about would just scare the critters away. Sadly, it wasn’t to be. After half an hour of whispering and wandering, I felt a sudden, drastic change in humidity which I knew meant only one thing; the mother of all storms was approaching, and it was coming in fast. A few flashes of lightning confirmed that we needed to get to safety ASAP. We darted through the trees, bashing into branches, the lightning seemingly getting more intense as thunder started rumbling in the distance. Fortunately, we made it back to camp just in time. I ushered him into my tent as the rain started roaring, hammering down on the roof with such force that I wasn’t even sure the tent was gonna stay upright. It’s quite something to know there’s only a couple of millimeters of fabric between you and complete catastrophe! He sat next to me, seemingly taking everything in his stride. I mean, when a boy doesn’t seem scared in a fairly spicy situation, I guess you know you’ve done your job in making him feel safe, but you also want him to have a bit of a grasp of the potential danger of the situation. Sniffing out danger is a vital scouting skill. Then the thunder really kicked in and he instantly went very pale. He admitted he hadn’t been in a storm like this before and that he thought he might be a bit scared after all. I put my arm around him protectively and he nestled, somewhat gratefully, into my shoulder. Then, wham! Literally in that split second my dick started to twitch. I didn’t know what happened. I mean, the boy smeled good. That was definitely a factor. I liked that he just melted into me. I liked how he felt. I liked the smoothness of his skin. We were making out like animals before I knew what was happening. The blood instantly ran to all of my extremities. You know that feeling when you’re just so god-damned hard that you think you’re gonna explode? Well, I instantly reached that, and then went way beyond it. Meanwhile, he’d lost all of his inhibitions and was all over me, kissing me, groping me, licking me. I guess we could call it a moment of madness generated by the extreme static electricity flying through the air. I wanted every last fucking drop of him. I was soon tearing his clothes off, exposing his tight little body. He sat on my lap, wrapping his legs around my waste, hungry for me. That little fella knew exactly what he was doing. He pulled my pants down and started to fondle and kiss my rock hard dick through my underpants, before pulling it out into the humid air and deep-throating it like a beautiful, cum-addicted whore who knows he’s about to take some raw daddy dick in his crazy-tight ass. I pushed his underpants down and got my big fat tongue working on his butt; teasing and tantalizing him while the thunder ricocheted around the forest. I left him gasping and whimpering in a state of pure sexual ecstasy, his sweet hole twitching for my big dirty dick. By the time I was ready to fuck him, our bodies were glistening with sweat. It was the kind of sweat which only comes in the middle of a hot, wet night when two bodies are on fire and desperate to become one. I pulled him up onto all fours and squatted behind him, lining my raw, pre-cum-coated cock against his hole before pushing myself inside. He squeaked and gasped as I started to penetrate him. It was a satisfying noise; one which told me that the experience was right on the edge of pleasurable, and that he was experiencing the very best kind of pain. The noises of absolute pleasure that we were both making were entirely drowned out by the storm outside. Every clap and bolt of thunder turned me on just that little bit more. I rolled him onto his side and continued to rut, thrusting into him, impressed that he could take it so hard. Then I exploded. Deep inside him. Spewing loads of semen right into his guts. Seeing it all squirting out of him immediately afterwards was a thing of great beauty. This was something really special and I had to have more of it.

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