The Campsite: It had been a little difficult to get Serg on his own but, the other day, the perfect opportunity presented itself to me when everyone else was out on a hike. I climbed into the boy's tent and sat next to him on the groundsheet. There was something about the way he looked at me… it compelled me. I casually ran a finger over his thigh. Within seconds, my greedy hands were caressing every inch of his beautiful body, savoring the sensual softness of his smooth, trembling flesh. He pressed his gentle lips against mine, grasping my dick and toying with it through my pants. I held him in my arms and thrust my hand down the back of his shorts. Before long, he was carefully unbuckling my belt and pulling my huge manhood from the cruel prison of my underwear.
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