I know my boy’s been messing about with some of the other scoutmasters. It doesn’t take a fool to see the signs. I mean, sure, he may think all of that sneaking off into the forest is going unnoticed, but my task is, and always has been, to look out for him. I think it was probably a little difficult for him when I joined this troop as a scoutmaster. I never wanted it to feel like I was cramping his style and I told him at the time that I had no intention of getting in the way of him having fun. I have stayed true to my word, but let me tell you, that particular vow has seen me turning a blind eye way more often than I was expecting, and it is sometimes a little galling to see him creeping off with the likes of Scoutmasters Patrick and Tides. They are, after all, a pair of total horndogs who’ll fuck anything that stands still. That said, Logan has to make mistakes if he’s to find his own path in this world, and with every mistake, an opportunity for growth presents itself. Does the thought of him being seduced by another man just occasionally turn me on? Well, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t…I found him yesterday, out in the woods, practicing tying knots. To be honest, he’s always been fairly uncoordinated and that sort of thing is way out of his wheelhouse. I watched him from a distance getting increasingly frustrated as he tried to tie the same knot over and over again. After a while it felt cruel not to intervene, so I wandered over to him and told him that losing his cool over a piece of rope was energy wasted! Some people just can’t tie complicated knots and their lives are no less fulfilling as a result. Of course that just made him all the more determined to get it right but I’d said my piece and I’d distracted him for long enough to break the fruitless pattern of repetition that he’d gotten himself into.He may …More
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Date: September 17, 2025