ScoutBoys - I think I’ve been a Scoutmaster for way too long. When I started out, I was energetic and enthusiastic about what I was doing. I could see the difference I was making as I slowly turned these unruly boys into fine, smart young men. In recent years, however, I’ve found myself becoming a lot more jaded. It feels like I’ve lost my mojo. I just don’t quite seem to have the same level of drive any more. The brave new world we’ve all been forced into hasn’t exactly helped—being a Scoutmaster has suddenly become more about filling in health and safety forms than it is about inspiring young minds. And to add to the problem, the new recruits seem so much more fragile than they used to be. I was seriously considering throwing in the towel…Then, this boy turned up and everything changed. Maxwell was a quiet kid who didn’t seem to quite fit in. To begin with, I thought he was going to be one of the flaky ones who spends the first night in a flood of tears, feeling homesick, before getting shipped off back into the bosom of his overbearing mother! But, as I slowly got to know him, I realized that he had a steeliness about him, a determination. The more I studied him, the more he intrigued me, and then that intrigue morphed into desire. Before I knew it, I’d forgotten all my previous woes about being a Scoutmaster. In fact, I couldn’t wait to get to the campouts. I flirted outrageously with Maxwell. I couldn’t help myself. And when those long, lingering, lust-filled glances started heading my way, I knew I had to have him. I fucked him in my tent while the others were out hiking. I pushed my big, raw, rock-hard dick deep inside his tight ass and the boy took it like a true pro. I have wanted a second helping ever since, but it’s hard to separate a boy out on his own without arousing suspicion, even though I know half of the other Scoutmasters are playing similar games. Months after our first encounter, and a whole heap of loaded looks later, I finally got some alone time with him. We took the boys on a hike and the silly fool left his compass back at the camp. Of course, he could have managed without one and I could have lent him mine, but I seized the opportunity and told him he’d need to head back to camp to retrieve it and faked annoyance that I’d have to accompany him...