While trying to work on his knots, but with no success, as one of his scoutmasters, I tried to calm him by saying, “You're good at some things.” Confused, he asked, “Like what?” I told him, “They’d have to make new badges for that.” We kissed, which became more and more sexual, both of us grabbing at each other. I soon had my hands down inside the back of his pants, pulled them down to reveal his perfect round buttocks, running my fingers down his crack, spreading them open. I moved in and rimmed him deep. Removing my pants, I hiked one leg up, fully opening myself to him. Zac moved in, sucking me, getting almost half of it in, while rubbing the shank. I draped a leg over his back pulling him in deeper and he was able to take in more. I was proud of him.
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