ScoutBoys - Colton is such a good boy. I don’t think I’ve ever met another young man with such a strong work ethic and mature head on his shoulders. He’s also one of the most handsome young men I’ve ever laid eyes on. Blond, with mischievous blue eyes and a beautiful, lean body. I’ve lusted after him from the moment we met. It took me the longest time to pluck up the courage to make a move. My head just got in the way, I suppose — just long enough for Scoutmaster Wheeler to barge in and have his wicked way with the boy. I observed them from a distance with a mixture of anger and envy. I saw the change in Colton after his boyhood was taken from him; he started to strut about, exuding an air of confidence which made me want him all the more. When I realized things were cooling off between Wheeler and Colton, I knew my moment had arrived. Wheeler’s nothing but a player interested in the chase. He’s already looking around to see who else he could stick his dick into. I wanted to show Colton that older men can be reliable and respectful. Colton and I finally had our moment a couple of weeks ago — out in the forest, after a fairly grueling hike. It was one of the most exciting sexual encounters of my life, and believe me, I’ve been around a few blocks in my time! The boy had this intense, sensual quality which made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Fucking him was a genuine privilege; an experience I knew was destined to become addictive. The trouble is that it’s almost impossible to find time to be alone with him; a fact I find increasingly frustrating. I am a Scoutmaster first and foremost, responsible for the well-being and safety of all the boys. It is therefore wholly unacceptable to disappear on a whim when we’re out camping, no matter how I long to do just that. I did, however, find myself with some unexpected alone time with him yesterday. To be honest, I was a little nervous. I was worried that he might have decided to draw a line of separation, or had lost interest after our countless aborted attempts to slip away together. I don’t really know what came over me, but I suddenly remembered Scoutmaster Wheeler telling me that it had all kicked off for him and Colton while he was overseeing the boy’s induction into the Elite Scouts. Wheeler, of course, gave me a rather smug, blow-by-blow account of what had happened. It shouldn’t have turned me on, but it was all I could think about for weeks! It struck me that my time had finally arrived to do something similar, so I told Colton that I needed him to practice the Scout Salute, and, while he was dutifully doing just that, I started to touch him up. There’s something deeply inappropriate about a Scoutmaster fondling a boy as he recites the pledge of honor, but my dick was throbbing in my pants. The whole thing worked just as well for Colton, too, because he was rock hard and shaking with anticipation. I held off as long as I possibly could, teasing him mercilessly, but eventually I just had to press my lips against his and experience the pure joy of making out with him.--