Pitching The Tent: There was no doubt in either of our minds that we needed to find an excuse to be alone together again. Fortunately, Scoutmaster Barrett found just that within a day of our arriving at camp, announcing to the group that he wanted a brave volunteer to go into the forest with him for a night trek. He picked me, of course. We walked for at least two hours and pitched our tent in a clearing which smelled of pine trees. It was the moment we'd both been waiting for. I sank into his embrace. We kissed passionately. I was fully naked within seconds. My dick was rock-solid and my legs were wide apart. I was 100% ready for him. He squatted down and started to suck me off, teasing and tempting me with his talented tongue.
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