Scout Canyon, Chapter 2: Reinforcing Protocols

Scoutmaster Scott finds young Canyon wandering off into the woods – head in the clouds, breaking every rule he’s ever been taught. No harm’s been done, but it’s a scoutmaster’s duty to protect his boys and that sometimes means disciplining them. Canyon is, of course, horrified, and the scoutmaster soon forgives the boy, offering to walk a little with him.

There’s a vibe. The boy is plainly thinking dirty thoughts and those thoughts are clearly being reciprocated. They stop. They stare. They’re drawn together by some invisible force. They kiss tenderly, romantically, even. The scoutmaster’s bushy mustache tickles the boy’s smooth, soft face.

Canyon nervously takes the scoutmaster’s thick, nine-inch dick in his hand before dropping to his knees and daring to taste it. Scoutmaster Scott is soon gasping and groaning. He turns the boy to face the tree and peels his shorts down before dropping to his knees and hungrily eating him out. The boy arches his back. He wants his scoutmaster’s big daddy dick.

The scoutmaster stands and feeds every inch of his raw, spit-covered penis into Canyon’s tight hole. The boy is soon in a state of profound sexual arousal. Scott bangs him hard and fast, ramping up the energy of his thrusts with every stroke. Canyon’s ass muscles clamp together and then strings of pure white semen shoot from the tip of his dick, spraying all over the tree in front of him and onto the forest floor. The sensation immediately pushes his scoutmaster over the edge and he cums inside the boy, filling him with countless ropes of his precious juices.