Genres: Gay , Str8 , Bareback , Anal
Video language: English

So, things have gotten a little complicated around those parts recently. I have been messing about with not one but 2 scoutmasters, and to be honest I just can’t tell which one I like the almost all. Scoutmaster Starr and I have slipped away into the forest on many occasions to make out. He’s so sexy and so gracious and it’s always super gripping when we’re jointly. But then there’s Scoutmaster Scott who actually acquires me on an emotional level and of course knows how to use his massive dick.I ...MoreI don’t know how that guy managed it, but yesterday, Mr Scott and I were able to spend an whole night jointly in his tent. The others went off on some type of night hike and I was due to go as well but Mr Scott dragged me aside and suggested I pretend to be sick. Apparently he’d drawn the short straw and was due to remain at the base camp to keep an eye on things whilst everybody else was away. It sounded truly gripping - I’d at no time spent an whole night with one more guy - so I did as suggested.The next thing I knew, they’d all trooped off for their hike and Scoutmaster Scott and I were all alone in the camp. He came up behind me and started to massage my shoulders, chuckling to himself at the ease with which what this chab described as our “dastardly plan” had taken shape. Within seconds we were giving a kiss passionately and we made love until 3am. I have not at any time discharged so many loads back to back. It was a night I’ll not ever forget.Then, of course, falling asleep in his large powerful arms was the icing on the cake. I indeed drifted off the 1st time with his shlong still inside me, and it was still in there when I woke up an hour or so later. He get to have spent that whole time involuntarily twitching, releasing diminutive jets of jizz into my gazoo as I slept. It was amazing.We woke up with the sun. The whole tent was glowing white with the early summer morning rays. Everything was so quiet and peaceful outside. There were no scouts rushing about giggling and yelling, just the dawn chorus and the trees rustling gently. It was like smth from a film. He still had his arm around me, but his 10-pounder was soft. We’d gotten up to void urine at some point in the night, so we were the one and the other in our underpants. Ironic that u put garments on to void urine when you’re camping isn’t it? Anyway, I don’t think I have ever felt so safe and so loved as I did when I woke up this morning. He started to stir, softly running his hands over my chest and I pretended to be asleep, wanting the pont of time to final forever. His dong was pressing against my haunch and I felt it stiffening and palpitating. He asked if I was awake, and I told “good morning,” just now realizing how magical it feels to greet anybody in the morning who you’ve spent the whole night making love with.My ramrod instantly sprung to attention and our lips met once more. It was a much greater amount gentle, carnal kiss - of course compared to the rabid excitement of the previous night - but it felt all the greater quantity peculiar as a result. It was as though his giving a kiss was breathing life into me, consolidating a recent realization; namely that intimacy is as important if not greater quantity important than pure sensual attraction.He reached below the blanket and started to play with my rock hard dong, running his thumb over the precum which was now trickling out of it. He turned me onto my side and started to grind against my ass which was plainly still full of his cum from the night in advance of. It struck me that no lubrication whatever would be required if this guy wanted to simply shove it into me anew. He smiled a massive, broad, nasty smile which appeared to be to ask if we were plan to fuck. I reached behind me and grabbed his palpitating ramrod; an affirmative gestural answer to his hawt silent question…For a during the time that we were just grinding against every other, rediscovering the rhythms of the previous night until we were despairing to take things up a gear. Within minutes, the underpants had been torn off and flung across the tent and we were 100% willing for round… Well, was it round seven or round eight?!He rolled onto his back and I crawled betwixt his legs, hungrily wrapping my lips around his ramrod. To be honest, it smelled of stale cum, but that simply added a entire layer of kinkiness to what was going on and made me desire him even greater quantity. I guess there was a sense that, any time pretty soon, 50 screaming scouts might return to the camp, and that added passion - and a genuine urgency - to what we were doing. I saw him glancing at his see nervously at one point but I don’t think either of us would have been able to stop even if being found were an inevitability.The greater amount we continued to make out, the greater amount want I felt for him. I could literally feel my aperture twitching at the memory of how his biggest knob had felt inside me a not many hours earlier. I discovered myself instinctively rolling onto my front, presenting my a-hole to him. He just now started to eat it out, teasing out final night’s cum out with his probing tongue and making me gasp with unadulterated joy as my whole body began to shake with unremitting passion. Wave after wave of intensive craving surged throughout me.Then this chab lay on his back another time, his shiny bell end pointing invitingly towards the tent roof, urging me to climb on board and resume where we’d left off. I did just that, wrapping my legs around his waist and writhing on top of him until his wang made contact with my aperture, at which point I sank down onto him, feeling what can solely be described as a sense of great relief that this guy was back inside me anew and we were one time greater amount a single raunchy entity.I rode him. Boy did I ride him. I wanted each inch of him and I wanted it raw and very unfathomable inside me. I squeezed my arse muscles jointly and dragged myself up and down his shaft, listening to the hawt sounds of jism squelching during the time that I looked down at his gracious face; these doleful eyes, that gentlemanly mustache, these lust-laden lips.We changed position so that I was on all fours and this guy was behind me. It’s a position where a stud can acquire real unfathomable in me and it nearly took my breath away. He started to fuck me. Slowly to start with and then speeding up when that guy knew my body had gotten greater quantity used to him. It felt so worthwhile. So insanely admirable. So intensely and remarkably priceless. I wasn’t even touching myself but I was having to focus indeed hard not to discharge my load all over the blanket underneath me.He said me I was getting him close and I asked if this chab was intend to cum inside me afresh. He said me that that guy was going to breed me and the words blew my mind; they appeared to be so smutty, so naughty, so fucking indecent. He went harder and harder and then exploded like a jet engine into me, adding yet some other load to the countless loads already inside me; loads which felt like they’d remain up there all day. Loads I wanted to stay inside me forever.

Format: mp4
Duration: 29:32
Video: 854x480, AVC (H.264), 2840kbps
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