What happened with Scoutmaster Stone utterly blew my mind. There are almost no words to describe how it made me feel, both in the moment and, frankly, ever since. I feel about fifty feet tall – like I’ve been let in on an incredible secret and been given the key to an amazing new world. The only trouble is that I’m now hooked. I felt sensations I had no idea it was possible to feel and I want to feel them again. Again and again… The problem is that I just don’t know how to go about making that happen. There is, of course, no way I’m ever going to go back to Scoutmaster Stone to tell him that I want more. That would be way too embarrassing. What if he says no? What if what happened was merely part of my initiation into the Elite Scouts? So the big issue is that, for the last month, I’ve felt utterly frustrated and, as a result, have been re-living the encounter repeatedly in my mind while tugging hard on my dick – which is not all that easy to do when you’re sharing a tent.Speaking of which, a few nights ago there was a whole thing in the camp when two of the scouts were caught with a bottle of whiskey in their tent. The whole situation was very unfortunate; one of the boys was sent home and then, as punishment, the rest of us were told we were going to be split up from our usual tent buddies in order to “get to know scouts we’d never really spoken to” (basically, they put all the naughty scouts in tents with the well-behaved ones!) To be honest, I wasn’t all that concerned. I like meeting new people, and never really got along too well with the guy I’d been sharing with up to that point. Even so, I was a little nervous to meet the new guy. What if he was even more of a meat-head than the last one?I sat …More
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Date: August 4, 2025