I’ve wanted to become an Elite Scout for years. When I first joined the Scouts, I used to see them heading off for what seemed like the most exciting adventures. They were so grown up and so confident. I longed to be part of their gang. I worked really hard to prove I was worthy of joining. For ages I felt completely invisible. For the first year, I don’t think any of the Scoutmasters even knew my name! But then Scoutmaster McKeon joined our troop and I suddenly felt like someone had my back. He repeatedly told me how much potential I had – and for the first time in my life, I started to believe it. When McKeon finally told me he’d recommended me for the Elite Scouts, I felt like hugging him. McKeon called me into the main office to take the pledge. I was an absolute bundle of nerves and couldn’t stand still. As he ushered me into the room, I noticed him subtly locking the door. I wasn’t sure why that was necessary, but I was quite pleased because it meant the moment could be more private and special. I’d been meaning to tell him how important he was to me and to thank him for turning my life around, and I figured that this might be a good opportunity to do exactly that. Taking the pledge involved him carefully attaching special little pins to my shirt pocket and collars. I knew that wearing them would make me feel like a man, make me stand taller and prouder – and I was right. It felt like Scoutmaster McKeon was honoring me and accepting me. I literally couldn’t wipe the smile from my face! As he attached the pins, I felt a rush of excitement. I stared into his deep, mysterious, brown eyes. He seemed so manly, so tall, and so authoritative with his mustache… He sat down on a chair and told me to come closer to him. I inched forward, a little nervously, but then he suddenly reached out and aggressively yanked me into him by my neckerchief. And there I was, standing right between his legs. It felt a little unorthodox and unnecessary… Then he started to touch me in rather strange ways. I didn’t really know what he was doing. It felt a little like he was trying to massage me, so I assumed he was merely trying to put me at ease. It’s hard to explain, but whatever he was doing made me both scared and excited. Sometimes it tickled a little and other times it felt a bit rough, but when he started to touch me incredibly gently on my belly, the sensation made me gasp and shiver. No one has ever touched me like that before. Then he started to undo my belt. Part of me wanted to tell him to stop – it was all way too weird and intimate – but then another part of me was desperate for him to continue. The Scoutmaster was clearly making a pass at me, but I just didn’t know if the idea was terrifying or thrilling. He got up from the chair and stood behind me. I could feel him pushing his body into my back. My heart was pounding and I entirely lost the ability to control my breathing. He pulled down my shorts and pushed up my shirt and then started running his palm across my belly and then over my underpants, cupping my penis and testicles with his giant hands. I started to panic. I kept imagining what would happen if someone came in and saw us. Then I remembered that the door was locked… I could feel something hard pressing against my butt cheek and realized it was his penis! It must have been enormous! Whatever he was doing was clearly making him as excited as I was starting to feel. Then he pushed me down on the desk – face down – with one leg up and one foot on the floor. Everything was happening in a rush and for the first time and I guess I’d never really thought that much about sex. I’d never gone online looking for porn and I’d certainly never entertained the idea of sex with another man. The whole thing took me entirely by surprise. Before I could take stock, Scoutmaster McKeon pulled my underpants down and started to kiss and lick my butt. I should have found the whole thing weird or gross. I should have pulled up my shorts and immediately left the Scouts for good… But the truth is that I liked it. It felt exciting and sexy… and all sorts of crazy sensations I can’t even put words to. I heard him unzipping his shirt and tried to imagine what he would look like without it on. The thought started to get me hard. Then I heard the metallic jangle of his belt and the sound of his flie unzipping. I just stayed looking at the table, trying to regulate my breathing and figure out what the hell was about to happen to me… He knelt behind me again and I could feel his tongue dancing and flickering over my hole again. A few seconds later, he stood up and I suddenly felt his hard penis rubbing against me. He’d made me nice and wet with his mouth and tongue and now he was going to try to slide his enormous dick into me… I looked back at him and saw him naked for the first time. The sight of him literally blew my mind. His beautifully chiseled body. His big hard penis. I wanted him instantly. I wanted him to be able to do everything he wanted to do to me… The sensation was indescribable. The pain was excruciating at first. As his dick inched into my body, I could feel my insides being stretched and brutally pushed aside. But it made me feel alive. I just wanted his dick further and further inside me. I wanted to be his little sex toy. I wanted him to fuck me and slam his giant dick deep into my guts. He must have sensed all of this because he suddenly started to pound me hard. He put his leg up on the table and pounded me like a stag in heat. His pleasure was all I desired. I was his and he could fuck me wherever, whenever, and however he wanted…
