Scout Zac Vol. 3 Priviledges

Release Date:-
22 October 2026

Studio Notes:-

I was working on getting up my nerve when he was in line at the handwashing station before lunch. I stepped up behind him. Putting my hand on his hip, I leaned in close where he could feel my breath on his ear and whispered, “Do you have duties after lunch?” I thought I could feel him tremble just slightly. He mumbled that he didn't. My chest was tight, and my dick was almost fully hard. I couldn’t believe I was doing this, but I steadied my voice and said, “Good! You’re taking a hike with me.” Then I did feel him tremble. He knew what that meant. “I didn’t need to, but I added, "Is that a problem?” His voice broke a bit, but he answered, “No, sir, not a problem, sir.” I gave him a soft pat on the ass I was going to be balls-deep in in a few hours. “Good boy!”

About an hour after lunch, Scoutmaster Legrand announced two hours of free time, reminding everybody to find a buddy if they were leaving camp and to check in with Scoutmaster Banner before going in the lake. I went looking for my buddy. Zac was in his tent putting on his uniform. His hair looked damp. I guess he’d taken a shower. Good boy! I caught him bent over, white jockeys stretched across firm round ass cheeks, and I was hard as a steel post again. This was really happening!

As he pulled his shorts up, he turned and saw me standing there. I thought I saw him tremble again. “You ‘bout ready?” I asked. He swallowed hard and nodded. “If this is a problem, scout, now is the time to say so.” He gulped hard and shook his head. “No sir, it’s not a problem.” I reached down to adjust myself. "Good." I turned and headed toward the trail without looking back. When we reached the edge of camp, I could hear his footsteps on the leaves. Moore had told me there was a great spot about three hundred yards down the trail. He said to look for a big boulder next to the trail on the right and then turn left off the trail and into the woods.

The underbrush was not thick, and it was an easy walk. We were well out of sight of the trail. I was afraid I had missed it when I saw the trees my friend had told me about. He was right. It was a great place to fuck. Later, I would have to ask him how he found it. I leaned back against a rotten stump. Zac looked at me, afraid to make assumptions, I guess, and asked what I needed. I mean, surely, he knew why we were there. I unbuckle my belt and spread my shorts open to show off my hard cock, stretching the front of my jockeys. Looking him in the eye, I said, “I need you to take care of this for me.”

He reached out and stroked it several times. I knew he wasn’t a virgin. He knew I didn’t drag him out in the woods for a hand job. He started bending over, but then he looked up at me. I just shook my head, and he put his mouth on my cock, chewing at it through my shorts. After a few minutes, he carefully peeled them down, freeing my dick, bouncing in the cool air. He started licking and kissing it, making me groan. The shy, doubtful look in his eyes, like he was begging for my approval, was almost as sexy as his mouth. He let me take his head in my hands and fuck his mouth, though, all the way to the back of his throat without gagging. He was good. If his ass was as good as his mouth, he was going to be one hell of a fuck!