So the others went down to the river, while Scout Ethan and I headed in the opposite direction with a two-man tent. I found us a nice quiet spot, considerably off the main footpath and instructed him to get pitching. It was all a bit awkward if truth be told. His scouting instincts are so good that the thing was up in a matter of minutes. But that didn’t matter. The point was that I had him on my own.

My dick, of course, had been tenting in my pants from the moment we left the camp and headed out into the woods. I made the decision not to try to hide the bulge from him. If he was interested, he wouldn’t be able to take his eyes off it.

He got increasingly red-faced and then kept nervously fiddling with his crotch. He looked so sexy in his uniform, his surprisingly muscular legs crammed tightly into his shorts, his torso filling his shirt to perfection, his round, firm butt a thing of great beauty.

Once the tent had been pitched, we sat down inside it to admire his handiwork, enjoying a moment of tranquility as the birds chattered away and the wind rustled in the trees above us. Our eyes met and he smiled seductively. It was clear what he wanted; he wanted to know me. And I was gonna have him every which way.

I moved in for a kiss and he instantly responded. Within seconds our lips were locked together and my tongue was caressing his. His skin was soft. He smelt so fresh. My dick began to bounce uncontrollably in my pants. I got inside his shirt and ran my big hands over the smooth, pale skin of his chest and stomach. It felt like silk.

Moments later I was undoing his shorts and running my fingers over his bulge. He was rock hard and sticking out of the waistband of his underpants. I soon had him naked, my mouth slowly rolling up and down his dick shaft until he was groaning in deep pleasure. I had to keep breaking away to look at him; to drink the moment in, to take in his beauty and realize how lucky I was to have him yielding to me.

He was soon squatting, enticingly thrusting his peachy ass towards me, presenting it for oral inspection. I immediately pushed my tongue between his firm cheeks and started to lube up his tight, neat hole with my slippery saliva. He pushed himself toward me and began to moan for my dick.

I knelt up and he swung around, removing my pants and slowly exposing my nine-inch weapon before lying on his front to service it with his mouth. I told him to go nice and slow and he did just that, taking my dick so deep into his throat that he began to gag. He gave extraordinary head. The sensation was wild. I have seldom felt such a deep sense of pure desire for another person. I found myself running my feet over the arch of his back, wondering how long I could hold off before the need to fuck him became way too intense to ignore.

I laid on my back and instructed him to face the other way and straddle me so that I could eat him out while we both jerked ourselves off, slowly sinking into a state of profound erotic bliss.

Ethan squatted on all fours and thrust his butt towards me so invitingly that I was helpless to do anything other than kneel behind him and slide my throbbing, raw meat inside. I was soon thrusting in and out of him, highly aroused by the sight of my dark, tanned skin against his milk-white, innocent flesh. His hole was so goddamned tight. The muscles inside his ass clung to my dick like a clamp. Riding him was a sensation.

I went harder and harder, varying the speed and intensity of my thrusts to keep the boy on his toes. He grabbed hold of a sleeping bag and clung on to it for dear life. With gritted teeth I went to town on his stunning ass, ripping into it with my hungry cock, slowly inching towards the magical point of no return. This was surely the start of something extraordinary.