SCOUT SERG Chapter 1 - Pitching a Tent

I took Serg out into the woods and we pitched a tent. He's quite a small boy-a good foot shorter than me-and I really hadn't thought about him in a sexual way before. But, the more he grew in confidence, the more I realized quite how well put together he was. And, the more I looked at him, the more my dick started to respond. I moved in for a kiss and he reciprocated, clumsily at first. I asked if he'd ever kissed a man before and wasn't at all surprised when he told me that he hadn't.I unzipped his shirt and kissed him all over his smooth, pale, surprisingly well-defined torso, then got my shirt off and threw my hairy body down onto him. He started moaning uncontrollably. There was an unspoken moment when we both realized the time had come. He got on all fours and arched his back. I spat on my big dick and then, just like that, started to fuck him. He groaned and gasped, submitting himself to me.I got him onto his back and continued my work. His hole was tight. I picked up the speed, slamming my meat in and out of him in a lust-filled frenzy. I shot deep inside his ass, knowing that he would never forget the magic and beauty of his first encounter.