Weathering the Storm – Richie West & Legrand Wolf

I’ve been an Elite Scout for some time now. I’m very committed and proud of the medals and badges I’ve earned. Being a scout isn’t just something I do in my spare time. I view it as a way of life. The skills you learn as a scout are always transferrable. A problem is always more easily solved if you think like a scout! Most of the time, I find myself wondering what my dad, Scoutmaster Legrand, would do. I look up to him for just about everything. Not just because he’s incredibly tall, but because he seems to know the answer to every question. Whenever I’m in doubt or scared, he’s always there to make me feel protected and safe. A couple of days ago, my dad suggested we go on an adventure hike. He wanted to get right out into the woods and spend a couple of days showing me basic survival skills. Just the two of us. It was a really exciting idea… What we couldn’t have predicted was the massive storm which blew in the day after we arrived. It came from absolutely nowhere. Lightning was suddenly flashing all over the place. The skies turned black. It was terrifying – and would have been a heck of a lot worse had my dad not stayed really calm throughout. He told us the only option we had was to return to our tent and sit it out. A well-built tent, he said, would keep us safe… even in a tornado. I wasn’t sure I believed him on that front, but it’s impossible not to trust him. He led me into the tent, zipped up the door, and we sat for a moment watching the lightning and listening to the wind roaring and the rain lashing down on the canvas roof. He could tell I was scared and put his hand reassuringly on my leg. But then he started stroking my knee really gently… and my heart was suddenly pounding in my mouth. I couldn’t work out what was happening. It was almost as though he were making a pass at me. I found myself being drawn towards him and I suddenly realized that I wanted to kiss him. I don’t know what came over us; we just got closer and closer. And then it happened… It felt amazing. I’d be lying if I said I never thought about it before. He’s incredibly handsome and strong. And in his uniform, he seems even larger than life than he already is. I don’t know if it was the storm or the tent or what, but a rush of emotions came over me and I wanted him in a way I’d never thought to act on before. He was so gentle and tender. He took my breath away. I’m sure I was shaking like a leaf and he surely must have known I was doing all of it for the first time, but he made everything feel really natural. He pushed my legs apart and started to rub my crotch. I was uncontrollably hard. He started to undress me, unbuttoning my shirt and shorts and seductively running those giant hands of his all over my body. It was when he pulled my penis out of my underpants that I started to get a little carried away. I started thinking all of these really bad thoughts, mostly about the things I wanted him to do to me. I could see his junk all hard in his pants and couldn’t wait to get a closer look… and feel… and taste! He pushed me onto my front and started to kiss my bare butt. He kissed it real hard. He must have left marks because I’ve got very pale skin. Then he pushed me onto my back and plunged his thumb into my hole and I almost squealed! It felt weird and quite painful, but I didn’t want it to stop. I was hard as a rock! Then he knelt up and signaled for me to unzip his pants. His enormous penis was bulging magnificently underneath his boxers, so I pulled it out and had the sudden urge to put it into my mouth. I didn’t really have a clue what to do next, but I started to suck it gently and listened carefully to his breathing to get a sense of what he was enjoying. I just wanted to please him because, well, I wanted to make him proud. I would have done anything he asked me to do. I found myself kissing up and down his body, sucking and nibbling on his nipples. Then he pushed his thumb into my hole again and all I could think was that I wanted him to put his penis up there as well. I was terrified but the thought was unbelievably exciting. I got onto my front and he pushed my ass up in the air. Moments later, I could feel him pushing his enormous dick against me… and then I could feel its head nudging inside. I instinctively knew I needed to try to relax, but as he pushed further into me, my entire body started to shake. It was agonizing, but somehow addictively so. It genuinely felt like he was tearing me apart but I didn’t want him to stop. I just kept breathing, focusing on staying relaxed while he whispered soft, sexy words of encouragement in my ear. He got me kneeling up and started to push in and out of me from behind. The same words just kept running around in my head; “this is what it feels like… this is what sex feels like.” And at that moment, I realized that it felt great! I got on my back and he carried on, getting deeper and deeper with every stroke of that beautiful dick of his. I could literally feel it moving about in my stomach and I just wanted more and more of it. And the more I wanted him, the harder he instinctively seemed to go. He fucked me harder and deeper… deeper and harder and I could tell he was close, and desperately didn’t want him to pull out. I wanted to see how it would feel going inside. He asked if I was alright. I was probably gasping too much for him to hear me say that I was, but I suddenly felt him exploding inside me and it was amazing. I could feel his cock pumping juice into my guts. It felt so special. So intimate. Man, I was grateful for the storm!