Gathering Wood – Marcus Rivers & Dolf Dietrich

It was Scoutmaster Kamp who told me to keep an eye out for young Marcus. He said the boy had potential and that he might be of interest to me. I watched Marcus from a distance over a few days and found myself impressed by his confidence. The other scouts look up to him. He’s a showman and a bit of a leader and my God he’s cute! I’ve got pretty broad tastes when it comes to guys, but I’ve always had a penchant for pint-sized twinks like Marcus. And the feeling is usually mutual. I am 6’6” with a dick like a beer can… I usually get what I want. And I wanted young Marcus! I finally took my shot yesterday when he unexpectedly arrived back at base camp, considerably earlier than the rest of his group. I suggested we take a little walk into the woods to search for some firewood. I made sure we headed out to a fairly secluded spot because he seemed a little jumpy and nervous. I suspect he knew what I was planning! What can I say? The Scoutmaster uniform pants are tight! When a dick like mine starts swelling in pants like these, there’s no disguising it! As we walked, I could see his eyes flicking repeatedly towards my bulge, so when we reached the clearing, I told him we should play a game called “who’s bigger.” Man, the bullshit which comes out of my mouth when I’m horny! Fortunately, he seemed to like the idea, and within seconds I’d undone my belt and was pulling my pants down to reveal a nine-inch cock forming a tent in my underwear which totally rivalled the ones I’d been putting up at base camp all afternoon! I told him to drop his pants and he looked a bit scared, so I gave him a bit of gentle encouragement until he did as asked. It turned out that he was completely up for it because he was touching himself through his boxer trunks within seconds. I decided to give him a bit of a floor show, unzipping my shirt seductively and fixing him with a look which said “you wanna bit of this?” It obviously had the desired effect because his dick was suddenly jumping and twitching underneath those cute little trunks. I shuffled closer and got him to run his fingers over my bulge and before long both of our cocks were soaking up the afternoon sunshine! And lemme tell you, that boy’s meat is surprisingly large! And his balls?! Man, they could feed an army!