Genres: Fetish ,Doctor ,Hairy ,First Time
Video language: English

Scout Logan was a precious guy. He was always very careful about the way this chab looked, this guy listened intently to the Scoutmasters, behaved himself impeccably, and worked exceedingly hard. Since joining the scouts, it had been his goal to become an elite scout. And when this chab was lastly called-up to take a pledge of allegiance to this noted group, his heart not quite burst with pride.He didn’t know Scoutmaster St. Michael, whom, this chab was said, would be overseeing the auspicious and apparently very intimate ceremony. St. Michael was recent to the troop and Logan didn’t even know what this chab looked like. As the chap knocked on the office door, his heart started pounding with nerves.The Scoutmaster appeared to be ...The Scoutmaster appeared to be a little aloof, but that guy was affable sufficiently. He was around 40, gracious and tanned with filthy golden-haired hair. Because of his name, Logan had half-expected him to be French, but this guy spoke with a southern drawl, which the lad rather liked. Logan took a unfathomable breath. His nerves were replaced by a sense of passion. His childhood ambition was about to be realized…St. Michael opened a blue velvet box and removed a pin which that guy somewhat fumblingly attached to the shirt collar on the boy’s uniform. The Scoutmaster then took a second pin, which this chab attached to the other collar, and then one more, which this chab pinned to the boy’s breast pocket. Logan was suddenly aware of the significance of the pont of time. It nearly felt like a baptism into manhood. He felt ten feet tall.St. Michael stood extremely close to Logan to pin the badges onto him. The pont of time felt very private. St. Michael caught Logan’s eye and blushed noticeably.The Scoutmaster then stepped back to admire his handiwork in advance of attempting to smooth out a crease in the boy’s shirt, his hand sluggishly running up and down Logan’s chest in a gesture which could have been interpreted as a raunchy overture. Logan wasn’t sure what to think, but this chab liked the sensation of the Scoutmaster’s hands pressing against his body.St. Michael sat down on a chair and said the chap to come and stand betwixt his open legs. Logan was constrained and a little confused by the request, but that guy did as that guy was said, not quite knowing where to look or what to do when the Scoutmaster stared wantonly into his eyes and began clumsily touching him in increasingly private places.Logan relaxed. He felt his hands reaching towards the Scoutmaster’s chest and absentmindedly fondling his upright teats throughout his shirt. A look of seriousness discharged across St. Michael’s face. He was plainly overcome with passion, but simultaneously grappling with guilt…The Scoutmaster suddenly shoved his hand into Logan’s crotch and started fondling the boy’s rock hard pecker. The sensation scared Logan. No one had ever touched him like that in advance of and he’d of course not at any time entertained the notion of being sexually attracted to one more chap. Besides, what would happen if somebody suddenly walked into the office? Would this guy be thrown out of the scouts?St. Michael stood up and Logan dared to look down at his crotch for the 1st time. He could watch the Scoutmaster’s knob very obviously bulging in his uniform trousers. The sight made him freeze with fear…Logan suddenly became aware of the Scoutmaster’s lips lunging towards him. And a pair of seconds later, they were kissing.Logan didn’t truly know what to do. He’d seen people giving a kiss in films but had at no time done everything of the type in reality. He simply tried to copy what St. Michael was doing. The pont of time was as uncomfortable as it was hot.St. Michael stood behind Logan and undid his thong in advance of shoving his shorts to the ground, giving a kiss the boy’s neck hungrily whilst groping his wang throughout his underpants. Logan felt his legs giving way. The sensation was like no thing he’d ever experienced. His jock was so hard that this chab genuinely thought it was going to explode.St. Michael then unzipped Logan’s shirt, running his big hands lustfully over the boy’s skinny, smooth chest. He wanted Logan so badly. His jock was pummeling precum into his uniform panties, hopeless to acquire inside the boy’s virgin arse. He lowered Logan’s underpants and at final the smooth, slim scout was in natures garb but for his cap and neckerchief.Logan genuinely had no idea what to await next. He could feel his heart pounding with a mixture of passion and terror. He loved anything that was happening to him, but the look of wild desperation on the Scoutmaster’s face scared him a little. St. Michael knelt down in front of the chap and started to engulf his ramrod. The sensation was so intensive. Logan had to fight hard to stop himself from shooting on the spot.St. Michael turned the chap around and poked one of his legs onto the table so that his constricted little booty was beautifully presented. The Scoutmaster then dropped to his knees another time, hungrily licking and fingering the boy’s gap until Logan discovered himself gasping with mind-blowing fun and anticipation.He somehow knew that the Scoutmaster was preparing him for sex, but didn’t know how it was going to feel. What this chab did know was that this chab liked what the aged chap was doing to him - a lot. It made him feel desired, subservient, and keen to please…St. Michael stood and hastily unbuckled his strap and lowered his panties and underpants, unzipping his shirt at the same time to expose a neatly-cropped, shaggy chest. His bulging cock was big and rock hard, so hard in fact that it was curving upwards.He stood behind the guy and lined his pecker up with Logan’s small aperture in advance of driving it inside. Logan was in a trance-like state, so didn’t tense up when the scoutmaster permeated him. St. Michael was surprised that he’d managed to come into the guy out of the first-timer wincing or tightening, but Logan was in a state of pure ecstasy so this guy slid in relatively easily.The aged fellow loved the sensation of the juvenile boy’s taut wazoo wrapped firmly around his large, dad wang. He instantly started to grind himself into Logan’s petite body, going deeper and harder with each decadent, maddest stroke.St. Michael was pretty soon gritting his teeth and actually getting stuck in, brutalizing the panting lad to fully satisfy each one of his sleazy raunchy impulses whilst the darts of precum flew from his weenie and lined the boy’s guts with supplementary lubrication.The Scoutmaster pulled out and poked Logan onto his back, staring into the boy’s sinless eyes determinedly as this guy upped the pace and ferocity of his strokes, beads of sweat now pouring down his face and landing on the boy’s shaved belly.St. Michael let out a low, gratified grunt as that guy felt the 1st waves of cum rising in his balls. He knew that guy needed to discharge inside Logan. He wanted to brand the lad; take ownership of him. He came hard and unfathomable, so far inside Logan that that guy thought the load might at no time drip back out afresh.

Format: mp4
Duration: 30:46
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 7856kbps
Audio: 313kbps

File size: 1.8 GB