Troop Time, Chapter 19: Stroking With Scoutmaster

There’s very little in the realm of sex that’s more thrilling than a good threesome. The issue is that good threesomes don’t just randomly occur; in my experience, they need to be very carefully curated. There’s nothing worse than making out with two guys who just aren’t that into each other. But when things click—well, then there’s nothing more exciting than that! For the past year or so, I’ve been playing around with two Scouts on a pretty regular basis. They’re both incredibly hot and it’s impossible to say which one I prefer. They have very different vibes and bring out very different urges in me. Landon is a fresh-faced, eager-to-please, pint-sized cutie, whereas Colton is taller, more worldly and, to put it crudely, hung like a horse. Both are insanely good in bed, and have triggered some fairly intense orgasms in me. I’ve long since felt that the three of us would make a pretty awesome team in bed, but broaching the subject was always gonna be a minefield. Obviously, good sex can only happen if the young man you’re with feels special. It would be downright foolish (and ultimately cruel) to inform him that he’s just one of a revolving door of horny boys. Actually, in the cases of Landon and Colton, nothing could be further from the truth, but inviting them for a threesome would necessitate fessing up to having had encounters with the other, and that, of course, runs the risk of sparking jealousies. The other risk was that they wouldn’t end up being into one another, so I’d have rocked the boat for no reason. In the end, the plan came together surprisingly easily. Over a number of individual encounters, I got both boys fired up by the concept of a threesome, thinking about other Scouts they might like to play with. I was pleasantly surprised when each of them listed the other as top of their lists of sleeping bag jerk fodder. We played about with fantasies, and by the time I’d admitted to having slept with them both, they’d gotten so into the idea that any pangs of anger or envy they might have felt had already been swept aside. We met up while the rest of the Scouts were on a night-time hike with some old dude who claimed to be an expert in bats. I told Landon and Colton to pretend they were sick and, when they did, I volunteered to stay in the camp and keep an eye on them. An hour later, Landon and Colton were nervously climbing into my tent… We knelt in a cluster, facing inwards, and I told them to undo their belts and remove their pants. Colton’s huge bulge made it clear that he was feeling confident and up for whatever was heading his way. Landon, on the other hand, was red-faced and seemed quite nervous. We got our cocks out and started to massage them. I pulled Colton’s hand towards my dick and he started to tug at it. I looked across to Landon and was relieved to see his face lighting up with a smile. Seconds later, he reached out and grabbed my dick, gently massaging it with his inquisitive hands until I was hard as iron. At that point, I encouraged Landon to rub Colton’s dick. It was vital that I wasn’t the point of focus for both boys. They needed to develop their own chemistry. It became clear that Landon was angling to take the more submissive role, which excited me because I’ve long since suspected that Colton would one day make a pretty sensational top. I stood up and pushed my dick into Landon’s soft mouth and before long, Colton had joined in, and I had two horny boys going down on me like a pair of puppies feverishly scrapping over a bowl of food, competing with each other to see who could make me moan the loudest. We were soon naked, panting and groaning while our dicks danced, dripped and flickered with anticipation. I got the boys to kneel in front of me, presenting their asses like enticing trophies: Landon’s smooth, lean and tanned, Colton’s muscular and full. I know every inch, every mole of both, but seeing them next to each other was mind-blowing. The boys were soon kissing, which I very much enjoyed watching as I went from one to the other, prepping their tingling holes with my tongue, pondering which to penetrate first. In the end, Landon won the race. I knelt behind him and pushed my rock-hard cock all the way into his guts. He squirmed a little but took all nine inches with great bravery and I was soon thrusting in and out of him with considerable energy while my fingers were drawn like a magnet to Colton’s beautiful butt. I pulled out and immediately thrust myself into Colton, whose ass muscles gripped my dick like an industrial clamp. I wanted to put on a bit of an athletic show to demonstrate what Landon could expect if he opened his mind a little. I grabbed Colton’s arm and thrust it hard behind his back, and then repositioned myself with my legs spread wide apart so that I could pound him into the ground. That boy certainly knows how to take dick. I’d fuck him six times a day if I could. I got the boys onto their backs and dove back into Landon, staring down at his innocent face, which was dripping with sweat. Then I pulled out and drove full-throttle into Colton, twisting his body into increasingly bizarre contortions. I don’t actually know how many times I switched from one to the other. Each boy brought a different energy, and I couldn’t get enough of either of them. Colton was soon jerking his giant tool. With every frenzied stroke he was taking himself that little bit closer to oblivion. I knew I had to drop my load into Landon. The semen flew out of my dick like it had been fuelled by a jet engine. It filled him up, even started to drip out of him. And then, as the two boys kissed and jerked themselves, I placed fingers into both of their holes. Colton exploded first; impressively giant ribbons of the sticky stuff sailed onto his stomach and chest. Landon fell, exhausted, onto the ground, signaling that he’d gotten too excited and passed the point of no return. His orgasm would have to wait just that little bit longer, but it would be all the more exciting as a result.