My boyfriend was camping in his backyard, trying out a new tent he was going to take to boy scout camp. He had invited me to come over but he thought I would come early. I had other plans. I wanted to be there when I knew his mom or dad would not be coming out. So I set my alarm for 3 a.m. and walked all the way over to his house. I came through the backyard and fortunately I knew his dog so he didn’t bark. I went to the tent and opened the flap and crawled in. He was sound asleep so I kissed him and he woke up. He was glad to see me and I told him I had a surprise. He said what and I began to take my clothes off. I was down to my underwear and I unzipped his sleeping bag and crawled in with him. He was bare except for his little cotton briefs and I could feel his hard dick against my leg since we were right against each other. We had made out before but never this close and never this undressed. We began kissing and he wrapped his arms around me and my hand made it down under his briefs. I felt out his hard dick and ran my fingers through his pubic hair. He undid my bra and pulled it off then rubbed his chest against my sensitive bare breasts. I was feeling so good being so close and intimate with him. He was so cute when he asked “are we going to do even more?” and I made him so happy when I handed him the condom I had stashed in my panties. We wiggled out of our underpants and he put on the condom and got on top of me. Then we fucked for the very first time. It was so nice being out there all alone and having our bare bodies so close and doing it to each other. We both came the first time and he was so happy that I had more condoms in my jeans pocket. We used a few more that night then fell asleep and I woke up just before sunrise. We had just enough time to make love one more time before I snuck home. That was when we were both 14 and now we’re 18 and planning to get married next year. I still love to snuggle with my cute little boy scout!
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My Boy Scout
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