
Description: Yearning, eager and horny accurately describes Marcus. He always wants to learn the scouting ways and does very well, but still searches for a deeper meaning. After our first time when I pushed my big long cock into his tiny hole, I thought he would shy away from me. Thank goodness we were way out in the woods that time, because I didn’t know that he is a very loud lover, sounding like a dying cat while getting fucked. When I talked with the other scoutmaster that I knew had been with him, chuckling while relaying to me that was the way Marcus enjoys sex, from the inside out. He cannot hold his sexual feelings to himself. As time passed, Marcus never ceased to flirt with me, to stare, giving me his bedroom eyes. I knew what he wanted. Today was a day when we could get away for a while and when I caught him gazing at me after breakfast, not breaking eye contact when I looked back, my crotch started to twitch. I wanted to jerk him up, throw him over my shoulder, and hike until I found the right spot and fuck his brains out, but thought it better to wait, then quietly stroll away from camp. When I did, Marcus was right behind me, still staring. I thought to myself eagerness is part of youth. Excitement about what’s new, what’s off limits. But when they’re with me, they’re protected, guided, and shown how to properly enjoy the moment. I wanted him to learn and understand how and when to approach a man because not all men would care about him as we do here. I knew I had more to do, teaching him to be careful but, for now, this time was for us. I backed up to a large tree. No sooner than I leaned back, he was right there, ready. We started kissing, touching, caressing. Slowly, I slid my hands down massaging his little cute ass and his moans rose to a whimper. I love his noises and must confess, those sounds make a man horny as hell when having gay sex, knowing he is giving his partner deep unmeasurable pleasure. We paused our kissing and Marcus continued rubbing me and himself. After giving him my nod of approval, he unlatched my belt, opened my pants, going for his prize. As he was touching me, I rubbed my hands on his neck and body, letting him know he was protected and feeling my care for him. We returned to deeper tongue filled kissing when he paused, got down on his knees, and started sucking me, trying to take it deeper. But as a much smaller boy, he could only take me to his throat, but not past it. Yet. Marcus and I are going to spend more time together so that I can teach him to deep throat a large dick. I look forward to those lessons. He learned the first time that I love to have my balls sucked, and I told him to go deeper, shoving his face into my scrotum, pulling on my balls with his teeth and he did, making me harder and harder. I was ready to fuck that boy, getting him to lean forward against the tree. I slowly moved down and started to rim him. He tasted so good. The smell of his young pheromones was intoxicating. As I got more determined and aggressive in rimming, his sounds began until I knew it was time. To line up, I had to squat down for his smaller size, slowly inching in, coaching him how to breathe, talking softly in his ear as he shivered and whimpered. As I kept a slow thrust into his small body I realized that there have been many men that couldn’t handle what Marcus can. I pushed in and pulled out, still whispering in his ears as he took more and more of me, until I was all the way in. By now I was rearranging his guts with my dick, loving every moment. When I had fully penetrated him, I told him to “hold right there”. Then I pulled out a little, fucked him slowly, a beautiful mating and, yes, his sounds ramped up as I started long dicking him harder, but he was different this time. He wanted more. The more I gave, the more he whimpered, loving the moment, making me get closer and closer until I couldn’t hold back any longer. My cock expanded, getting harder, and cum traveled from my balls, up and into his hole, in a cataclysmic eruption. I cannot wait until the next time I get time alone with Marcus, but I am sure I will have competition.