Scout Logan Cross was excited to become an elite scout. He didn’t know Scoutmaster Ryan St. Michael, who was due to oversee the private ceremony, so as the boy knocked on the office door, his heart was pounding.
The Scoutmaster welcomed him before somewhat fumblingly attaching a number of pins to the boy’s uniform.The moment felt incredibly intimate.
St. Michael sat down on a chair and ordered the boy to stand between his open legs. Logan was a little embarrassed, but did as he was told.
The boy suddenly became aware of the Scoutmaster’s lips lunging towards him, and a couple of seconds later, they were kissing passionately.
St. Michael stood behind Logan and undid his belt and pushed his shorts to the ground. The boy’s dick was so hard that he thought it was going to explode.
St. Michael knelt down and started to suck the boy’s dick. Logan had to fight hard to stop himself from shooting on the spot.
The Scoutmaster then turned the boy around and pushed one of his legs onto the table before hungrily licking and fingering the boy’s tight hole.
St. Michael hastily dropped his pants. His upward-curving, bulging dick was large and rock hard. He stood behind the boy and drove it inside.
The older man loved the sensation of the young boy’s tight ass wrapped firmly around his big, daddy dick. He ground himself into Logan’s tiny body, going deeper and harder with every decadent stroke while darts of precum flew from his dick and beads of sweat poured down his face.
St. Michael needed to shoot inside Logan. He wanted to brand the boy; take ownership of him. He came hard and deep, so far inside Logan that he thought the load might never trickle back out again.
