Scout Marcus and I have grown very close, maybe closer than we should be. It all started when we went on a camping trip and had an odd number of scouts. The boys sleep two to a tent, but the scoutmasters have their own space. If there is an odd number, one of the scouts has to share with a scoutmaster. We draw straws to see which of us gets a scout for the weekend. The scouts understand that bunking with the scoutmaster means more than sharing a tent. A man can’t be expected to share his tent with some cute boy without having some fun. Lucky for us, our naughty boys are always up for it. I drew the long straw, and I chose Scout Marcus. I had had my eye on that cutie for some time. I love fucking small scouts. I have a nice big dick, and it looks even bigger splitting a little ass. Their holes are usually tighter, too. Marcus knew what the deal was. He’s been around, but I think he was a little bit intimidated by my cock the first time I dropped my pants. I showed him that I know how to work my way into a tight hole, though, and he couldn’t get enough. I must have fucked him half a dozen times that weekend. The men all knew what was up. The way he squeals when I give it to him, how could they not? They were all jealous. The other boys who have taken a ride were, too. Since then, Marcus is ready for some fun anytime I am. We are off on another trip. Even number this time, but I was hoping I could get Marcus alone at some point.When we gathered at the scout hut, I thought he seemed quiet. I kept an eye on him, and he definitely wasn’t himself. I was kind of wondering if I should try to talk to him. But that might not help. Sometimes young men just get moody and need to work things out for themselves. As soon as camp was set up, I saw Marcus sneak off into the woods. I looked around to see if somebody else was missing, but I didn’t spot anybody that he might be going to hook up with, so I thought maybe I should follow him.I took off after him and found him sitting on a log alone. It turned out he didn’t really want to go camping this weekend. At the last minute, some friends invited him to go to a waterpark, but his mom told him that he had already made a commitment to come on the trip, and it was rude and irresponsible to dump one set of friends just because he had a better offer. I sympathized with the boy, but said I thought his mother was right.On the way back, I told him that, while I understood him wanting to be alone, going off without a buddy was breaking an important camping rule, and there would be consequences. We don’t use corporal punishment often, but given the circumstances of the whole situation, I felt that an attitude adjustment was in order. Several of the other scoutmasters saw me lead Marcus into the big troop tent and gave me a knowing smirk. Later I would tell them that it was not all fun and games, but I knew Marcus and I would not be disturbed.I repeated to Marcus that wandering around in the woods alone, especially when no one even knows you’ve left camp, is dangerous. Even the scoutmasters tell each other before they go off alone. Then I told him to bend over the table. I think he was a bit shocked when my hand came down on his ass. After a few swats, I realized that he wasn’t getting the message through his uniform pants and had him drop them. I started to spank him again, but his cute little butt stretching out the rear of his tighty whities was too much.I told myself that he had had enough punishment, and I should show him that he was forgiven. Yeah, that’s it! Even I couldn’t believe that line. The hard dick was saying what a lying liar I was. His ass was just too sweet, and I was too horny to resist it. I had been thinking about this trip all week, wondering which scout I would get. Now, here was my favorite boy, bent over a table, with his pants down. If he wasn’t begging for it, he sure was waiting for it, and he was going to get it.I slipped his underpants down, and my heart skipped a beat. For a man whose favorite thing in the life is fucking a tight twink hole, that was the most beautiful sight in the world. And it was all mine. I dropped to my knees, split those cheeks apart, and dove in. Two perfect handfuls and that rosebud winking at me in between. I could tell Marcus was already panting. Slipping into fuck lust. Sure enough, the moment my tongue touched his hole, he was whimpering. Damn! I love that sound, and no boy does it like Marcus.After having myself a nice snack, I stood up. All I needed to do was nod my head, and Marcus was on his knees, pulling my pants open. Such a good boy! He pounced on my hard dick with at least as much enthusiasm as I ate his ass. That boy worships my cock like it’s the center of his universe. At least it will be the only thing he's able to think about when it’s balls deep, stretching his tight hole. I was planning on giving my favorite boy a long, hard ride and a big load.