Things have gotten a little awkward between Scoutmaster Wheeler and me since the night I took my oath. Which, incidentally, was also the night he took my virginity!
The experience was pretty intense, for both of us I suppose, but we couldn’t talk about it. There was always someone around. I might also be looking a little cold. To be honest, the whole incident left me a little confused.
Getting fucked for the first time, and by my scoutmaster no less, is too big a thing to accept! I knew I should focus on exploring and learning and having fun and enjoying being outdoors. So I tried my best to put everything in the back of my mind.
But, of course, the more I tried not to think about it, the more it overwhelmed me… and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted it again.
Last weekend, the entire troop went to the lakes for a two-night camp. The first night, every time I looked at Scoutmaster Wheeler, my heart pounded. When we arrived, I was a horny mess, desperate for us to have another private moment.
As I walked towards my tent, he came up behind me and whispered in my ear. He said that instead of doing orientation the next day with the rest of the group, he and I would go for a walk. My cock jumped into my shorts and I spent the entire night trying not to be too obvious as I touched myself on the sleeping bag next to my scout buddy.
The next morning, everyone else went in one direction and we wandered in the other. We don’t talk about it much to be honest. There were all kinds of things I wanted to say, but I just couldn’t find the words. I didn’t have the heart to mention the fact that he was inside me and how I felt. Or that I wanted again. I felt silly, but I just waited patiently, waiting for him to say or do something to tell me he wanted it too.
He stopped and told me he needed a leak and walked over to a tree. It was not the invitation I was expecting. In fact, he walked quite a distance from me, leaving me on the trail.
I wanted to see his dick again. I wanted to get another glimpse of the great tool that opened me up and entered me. Even though I couldn’t touch him, I thought seeing him might give me some peace of mind. Or at least give me more to jerk off later.
I couldn’t help but sneak in and try to take a look. And to my surprise, I could see that his dick wasn’t just sticking out, it was hard! As he relieved himself with his massive erection, I couldn’t look away…or stop my cock from swelling.
I got a little closer. Of course, each step made unintentional sounds of branches snapping and leaves rustling, bringing his attention to me and making me feel completely trapped and exposed. I was totally embarrassed. But he just smiled and said “why don’t you come?”