Date: Tue, 27 Jul 1999 22:02:20 EDT
From: Hidden12@aol.com
Subject: Eric Ch6 (M/t)

This is an ongoing fantasy story.  I provided the Nifty Archive and A.S.S.G.M 
with a copy for public nonprofit release; please no other distribution.  The 
extremely observant may notice a difference in this portion.  Pleased be 
assured, totally new material is on the way.


Practice safe sex, live to enjoy life.



Chapter 6. 
{Summer vacation in the Canadian Bush.) 

The day began early as the bright Canadian summer sunlight flooded across my 
face.  Lying in bed, I could feel the old cabin creak in the breeze and hear 
the swishing of pine boughs against the clapboards.  The lake water lapped 
against stones worn smooth over countless hours since the ice age.  The air 
was cool and crisp; I kept my bare shoulders warm under the woolen covers of 
my bed as I lay stretched out taking in my surroundings.  I smiled to think 
the best part of my world lay next to me, keeping me warm and happy as his 
gentle, sleep heavy breathing disturbed the covers.  Eric and I had been 
together for two years now, growing in and enjoying each other's company.  
Now at 15, almost 16, he was distinctly becoming a man, although I still 
reveled in the soft eiderdown that covered most of his bare body next to me.  
Invigorated by the world around me, I rolled over on my side to lightly cup 
his body in mine.  The rhythmic rise of his chest against mine, the soft yet 
firm curve of his buttocks, and the worn soles of his feet all contributed to 
my growing hardness.  I let one hand wander across his hairless chest, 
stopping to rub his nipples between thumb and forefinger. As his nipples 
became hard, he stirred and twisted to look with half closed eyes into mine. 


"Hey, sleepy, how was your night?" I asked. 

"Fine," he answered with a smile and a stretch, "and yours?"

"Besides that damn mosquito at about 3 a.m. I enjoy every night with you." 

Sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the bed he said, "I gotta 
piss; I'll be right back".   

He stood up and shrugged his shoulders into a well worn chamois shirt and 
slipped into his equally worn deck shoes before walking out of the bedroom 
otherwise naked.  Slight dimples formed on his ass cheeks as he walked away.  
One hand stroking my erect cock, I thought some more about that premier ass. 

Ten minutes later Eric walked back in to the bedroom, boy dick leading the 
way in typical erection.  Smiling, but saying nothing Eric first stepped out 
of his shoes before turning to me and ever so slowly removing his shirt until 
he stood completely naked in front of my mesmerized eyes.  In some ways it 
has been the same ever since that first night a scared 13 year old boy walked 
into my bedroom for the first time and stood before me taking his clothes 
off.  Then and now, it was his choice, although then his options were 
limited... we started off slow, but as a smile came to my face, I thought 
just how much farther we'd come in the last two years.  


As he stepped closer to the bed, I reached out and sat up to pull his body to 
mine.  My arms wrapped around his chest, over the shoulder blades and hands 
clasped his youthful yet muscular shoulders.  We kissed deeply, mixing 
tongues as we explored each other's passion.  Next I suckled on his nipples 
until each was hard and tender.  Sucking hard and teasing with my teeth, 
Eric's body twisted and swayed in my arms as his passion and mine mixed. 
Pulling him into bed, we both lay back kissing, grinding our groins together. 
 I wanted that boy dick, the item of my passion.  Quickly we slipped into a 
mutual 69 position stretched across the ancient bed in the middle of the 
Canadian wilderness. 


As the tip of my dick ran across his face, I could feel the boyish smoothness 
before he swallowed my dick again in the swirl of his hot mouth.  I too 
swirled on his cock, still growing in length, but a respectable size.  The 
soft eiderdown of his inner thigh cushioned my face as I sucked and licked.  
Encircling his hairless ball sack I brought both balls into the vacuum of my 
mouth.  Sucking on his bird's eggs, one finger explored his equally hairless 
ass crack, searching for his rosebud, the door to his hot young ass.  I'd 
fucked that ass for the first time that first nervous night two years ago.  I 
liked it then, and I like it now.  After the nervousness of his first time, 
he too enjoys, even seeks out, my dick in his eager young ass. 


Sensing my own growing arousal I separated my cock from his inviting mouth; 
leaning over, I kissed him quickly before returning to his crotch.  Instead 
of sucking on his cock, I hiked his legs up in the air to expose the beauty 
of his ass cheeks and the warm invitation of his ass crack.  Coating one 
finger in saliva I began to rotate and push on his hole.  Ever so slowly, his 
sphincter began to yield to my invasion.  Pulling out I continued to massage 
his anus and buttocks.  Tongue outstretched I licked his toes, the backs of 
his knees and then finally dove lapping into his butt.  My tongue lashed 
about, Eric squirmed and tried to drive his hips onto my face.  The tip of my 
tongue parted the tautness of his now winking bud.  Pulling back, I reached 
over to the nightstand for the lube.  With a now well lubed finger I began to 
fuck his ass.  


"Is this what you want?" I asked. 


"Oh yeah, Oh yeah, just fuck me!" Eric insisted as he squirmed about, impaled 
on my finger tapping his youthful prostate.


"Tell me what you want..." I asked again.  


"I want your cock up my ass!" he said again breathlessly, eyes boring into 
mine. 


"Then fuck you I shall."   


I inserted another finger, fucking him and massaging the back side of his 
sphincter before finally inserting a third lubed finger into his hot 
recesses. Lightly coating my now throbbing cock with lube, I wiped my hand on 
a towel.  His head on a pillow, I grabbed my pillow to slide under the boy's 
ass as he lifted it up.  Eric's hands pulled his knees into his chest, a 
smile and look of expectation on his face.   

"Fuck me," he said.  

I obliged, the tip of my bare cock pressing against his puckered hole.  Firm 
pressure met with resistance until a lurch lodged my cockhead past his tight 
ring.  Gasping, Eric shook his head, his boy cock still erect against his 
belly.  Slowly I sank the rest of my 7" cock up his tight ass until my balls 
rested against his buns. I held Eric by his ankles, my arms against his 
smooth down covered legs.  I sucked on his toes and ran my tongue across the 
arch of his foot causing him to flex his toes instinctively as my rock hard 
cock slid back and forth, ramming first deep then shallow, from side to side 
in his hot ass.  Eric's eyes rolled into his head, mouth partly open groaning 
and breathing deep, nose twitching and hands clutching as the sheets while I 
fucked him. 

Releasing his ankles I leaned over to pinch first one and then the other 
nipple.  Each time his ass clenched around my swollen cock.  Leaning still 
farther over, I opened my mouth to meet his outstretched tongue, kissing this 
15 year old boy deep as my cock rested still deeper in his bowels.  With his 
hands around my neck, I reached under his slim body to grasp my hands 
together; leaning back with my cock as an anchor in his tight ass, I picked 
him up off the bed.  Eric's legs locked around my waist ensuring my dick 
wouldn't slip from his ass, I carried him out onto the kitchen table.

With Eric lying on his back, I again took hold of his ankles and stood 
fucking him deep, each time slamming him back against the hard surface of the 
table.  His back arched, I could feel him work his ass, clench his muscles to 
draw me deeper into him.  With one hand he held onto the table's edge lest I 
drive him off the far side, the other pulled at his hard tanned cock.  It 
thrilled me to see him jacking off while I fucked him.  With his pubic patch 
removed, his bareness spoke of an age that contrasted with the near man size 
of his crimson crowned dick.  He hardly knew what masturbation was when we 
met; now we were locked in mutual a frenzy.  I pumped his boy butt long and 
deep, short and fast, probing every recess of his ass.  With a final lunge 
after 10 minutes of thrusting, I buried my cock deep in his wet hole, my now 
twitching balls firm against his buttocks, within him I shot my cum, pulse 
after pulse filling his young body.  Exhausted, I lay across his chest, my 
softening dick still in him, supporting my weight on my arms, kissing him 
across his beautiful, still hairless face.  A minute later I began to kiss my 
way across his equally hairless chest. 

With his ass still in the air, arms supporting his outstretched legs, Eric 
presented me with his puckered, freshly fucked ass; a delightful sight, his 
dilated rosebud winking, gleaming with lube.  Not being able to resist, I 
stuck two fingers in his wet hole, made even wetter by the load I'd deposited 
moments earlier.  I jabbed my fingers in and out a few times, making sure I 
touched his sensitized prostate each time.  Picking up a banana from the bowl 
on the table, I lightly coated it with the goo from my fingers. 

"Little boy, do you know what's going to happen now?" I asked with a wicked 
grin.  Eric just smiled and moved his ass around in my free hand. I knew he'd 
grown to love it in every way I had shown him so far.  I was planning on 
stretching the boundaries some in the next few days. 

"I sure do."  

"Tell me you want it" 

Eric licked his lips and squirmed some more on the hard table top before 
answering; "I want you to ream my ass with that banana!" 


I was only too happy to oblige, sliding it across his white hairless crack 
before tilting it into his hole.  Starting out slowly, I watched his 
sphincter stretch to accommodate the short stubby yellow invader before 
quickly shoving it in until just the stem peaked out.  A wild look crossed 
Eric's eyes, his fists balled up, his feet flexed nervously as he let out a 
low groan.  Not waiting long, I took a hold of the banana stem and began to 
vibrate it back and forth, teasing the cool firm mass within his body against 
his ass ring.  I watched as his smooth ball sack contracted tight and his boy 
dick twitched, I have always been amazed at his ability to maintain a hard on 
while getting fucked.  He truly enjoys it. 

With a twist and a gentle yank I pulled the banana from his ass with a slurp 
and a pop.  Setting the fruit down, I used a napkin to wipe the lube and 
mucus from his ass before taking his perfect butterball butt in both hands 
and again burying my face in his crack.  My tongue lashed around the edge of 
his twitching hole and then plunged into his hot 15 year old canal.  After 
plunging my tongue as deep into him as I could, I licked my way up his crack 
to the base of his balls.  I sucked each testicle into my mouth in turn, 
rolling them about with my tongue inside my mouths partial vacuum, before 
opening wide to pull both inside.  My hands were not idle, as Eric supported 
the weight of his lower body with his hands on his hips, legs still splayed 
wide, one of my hands jacked his now tanned young uncut cock, while the other 
cupped his ass. 

I loved the feel of his smooth young body, pliant and willing in my hands.  
The kid loved sex; we enjoyed it together.  Pulling him up from the table, I 
stood him up leaning his freshly fucked tight buns against the heavy wooden 
table, back slightly arched thrusting his jutting prick toward me.  Kissing 
him deep, mingling our tongues as my hands ran through his short hair, I then 
moved down across his hairless chest to his now equally hairless crotch.  I 
love young boy cock, especially when he has no pubic hair to hide his jewels. 
 Eric was now old enough that we had to engage in a weekly ritual during the 
summer to keep him free of pubic hair.  But now he stood before me, cock 
proud and twitching, awaiting my close oral attention. 

I got down on my knees and kissed my way up the shaft of his dick until the 
purple head twitched between my lips, the taste of his precum tart on my 
tongue.  I had come to treasure the taste of his juvenile cum, of which he 
seemed to have an almost limitless supply.  Holding the skin of his cock taut 
with one hand, and the other hand kneading his ass checks, I began to suckle 
on his dick.  Soon I could feel his legs start to tremble and shake as his 
load built within his balls.  Just as his cock began to unload its sweet 
cream into my waiting mouth, I slid my free index finger in his ass to rub 
his prostate.  Back arcing in the air, legs taut against feet barely touching 
the ground, and hand clutching the table, Eric groaned and began to shoot his 
young boy cum into my waiting mouth.  I swallowed some of the first jets, but 
saved the rest in my mouth, savoring the taste.  Standing up, we embraced and 
kissed deep, sharing his seed between lashing tongues. 

"How was that?" I asked as we broke our embrace, but still holding on to his 
tan shoulders. 

"As always, Great!  You aren't finished already, are you!" Eric taunted as he 
walked slightly bowlegged into the middle of the room, the inside of one 
thigh glistening with a trickle of my cum running down toward his knee. 

"Hey, Kiddo, why you walking so funny?" I teased back. 

"Ha, Ha....  Let's go for a swim.  I want to visit Back Bay today." 

Grabbing two towels and a bar of soap off the shelf, I followed my naked, 
freshly fucked, young man out the door and down to the dock.  Soon we were 
both diving in the cold water.  Back on the dock we quickly soaped each other 
up; I took a little extra care to clean his nipples, bare cock, and tired 
ass.  We both dove back into the water, leaving a wake of soapy bubbles 
behind.  After a quick breakfast we assembled the fishing gear and headed out 
into the warming crispness of the morning. 

The day began clear and warm, filled with the clean scented breezes that 
stirred the pine trees creating a soft yet incessant stirring noise all about 
you.  We had taken the canoe to Back Bay in hopes of good fishing.  I was in 
the stern of the canoe on the mid-morning trip out, about a mile of hard 
paddling.  Eric's well formed body pulled steadily on the paddle, neither 
form nor strength failing.  He had become quite skilled in the last two years 
as we spent our free time together paddling canoe and kayak about the waters 
of the US and Canada. While blessed with majestic views of millennia old 
basalt rock slabs slipping or plunging into the rippling deep lake and even a 
bald eagle, we caught only three fish, all moderate sized bass.  We saw a 
monster Northern Pike swimming in the shallows below the beavers nest; but, 
as usual, he was uninterested in our lures. 

When Eric caught his lure on a submerged log 15 feet from the shore, we both 
peered into the crystal clear depths at the flash of yellow snagged below.  
After fruitlessly trying to knock it free with a paddle, and almost rolling 
the canoe over in the process, I suggested we beach and swim for it.  Soon we 
were splashing about the cold water from the foot of a huge flat topped 
boulder just breaking the surface of the water.  I watched Eric smoothly swim 
the short distance to where his lure was caught, his tanned body effortlessly 
slipping through the iron gray waters alternating freestyle and breaststroke. 
 Coming to the right spot he flipped like a fish himself, kicking legs up and 
head down, plunging into the depths after his jig.  I caught a pleasant 
glimpse of his firm hips and legs followed by pointed feet before they 
quickly followed the rest of his descending body.  Soon, he shot to the 
surface to take a deep breath.

"Dang, it's a lot deeper than it looks!" he said. 

Laughing, I said, " I bet it is, I can remember some trips like that.  Did 
you get it?" 

"Of course!" he said as he swam back lifeguard style, keeping his head high. 
"We'll see if it's snagged again.  I dropped it off in deeper water." 

Swimming up to the edge of the rock, I watched him effortlessly pull himself 
up onto the rock in a swift sure motion.  His naked body stood dripping a few 
feet from me.  I smiled and admired what I saw.  Eric's green eyes flashing 
above a wry smile as he watched me check him out. With a hand he brushed the 
short hair into position before shucking the water from his arms, trunk and 
legs; penis shriveled from the cold.  We both stretched out on the rock for a 
few minutes of sun to dry off and relax.   

After 15 minutes or so, I got up to retrieve the thermos from the canoe.  
After taking a strong pull on the ice cold lemonade, I nudged Eric's leg with 
my toe:  "You want a slug?" 

"Yeah sure." 

Pulling the stringer of fish up, I told him, "That ought to be enough for 
dinner... at least a light one.  How do you think we ought to cook these?" 

"I dunno; grilled sounds pretty good." 

"Shall we head back? I'd like to do some work on the cabin this afternoon" 

Getting up with a shrug, Eric swept a few stray pieces of gravel from his 
butt and legs replying, "Sure; I'm in back on the way home." 

"All right, skipper, let's do it." 

The trip home was direct, quick, and a repeat of the same immaculate beauty I 
never tire off.  I must admit that being the bow paddler in the canoe let me 
look around and relax a little more than being in the stern; Eric took care 
of steerage and most of the thrust. Although I had put my shorts and T shirt 
back on to protect myself from too much sun, Eric remained naked, his tanned 
body completely comfortable in its surroundings. 

That afternoon, Eric and I worked steadily on the framing of the extension to 
our small cabin.  Denver, my male golden Lab was constantly in and out from 
among the stacks of lumber and supplies and then disappearing into the 
islands dense woods.  Taking a break, Eric and I sat down to watch.  When 
Denver came back our way, Eric threw a stick into the water; Denver 
immediately went after it.

"I'm going to go for a swim, if you don't mind" he said with a smile, green 
eyes flashing, as he sat up; and we were both surprised by the amount of 
liquid that poured from his gapping ass as he sat up. Laughing, I helped him 
stand on what seemed to be very wobbly legs.  A few short steps and he dove 
into the lake.  I followed not wanting to miss any of the reactions to come.  
  As we met 20 meters from the shore, Eric turned and put his arms around my 
neck.  

"Well," I asked, "how do you like it up here?"  

"It's great.  I have never been anywhere else like it.  I mean we might as 
well be on another planet."

I smiled and leaned forward to kiss him even as I pulled us both under water. 
 Surfacing, we both laughed, embracing our naked bodies tight in the clear 
water, my hand cupping his butt as we slid under water for a moment before 
heading for the dock. 

When Eric climbed out of the water on to the dock, he lay back with his knees 
up and feet on the edge of the dock, arms laid out wide, breathing deep in 
the afternoon sun.  I got out of the water and walked the few paces to the 
cabin.  Inside I got the soap, some towels, and a washcloth.  Even as I 
returned, Eric stood and dove into the water, his totally tanned body flowing 
in a graceful arc born of countless hours in the pool and on the starting 
blocks.  

When he surfaced, I threw him the washcloth and soap. "Don't drop it, strange 
men might get the wrong idea you know," I said diving back in to meet him.  

"Too late for you, isn't it?" he said treading water and soaping up the 
cloth.  Soon we were clean and drying in the sun on the dock.  "Shall we have 
dinner and a sauna later?" I asked looking at the still bright Canadian 
summer sky.  

"Sounds good; I'm hungry, and Lord knows I need to relax...... it's been a 
busy day;" he said with a wink, bending to pick up his towel and wander into 
the cabin to dress.  

Indeed it had been a busy day for him; while we usually had sex everyday, he 
had started the day out strong and finished spectacularly so far.  I figured 
I could suck him off before we went to bed, it relaxed us both.  At any rate 
I love sucking his young dick anytime I can, and he was fully capable of 
cumming 4, 5, even 6 times a day.

Following an excellent dinner of fish, salad, bread, and canned fruit we 
cleaned up and settled into what was something of a routine.  Each read while 
the light was still good before playing some cards.  Eventually we ended up 
together in the large chair, my arms wrapped around his body.  While Eric 
dozed, unusually tired from an unusual day, I sat back reveling in the beauty 
captured within in my arms.  He wore light shorts and that same worn chamois 
shirt over his tanned body.  Breathing softly, his skin made hot contact with 
mine as his chest rose and fell rhythmically.  One hand of mine caressed his 
face, smooth and angelic, while the other quietly rested on the mound of his 
sex.  Deciding it was time for bed for both of us, I began to rub his cock 
through the cloth.  Feeling it harden, I reached in through the elastic and 
took it in my hand, stroking firmly.  Quickly, Eric began to squirm and 
finally opened his sleep filled eyes. 
"Hmmm, that feels good" he said. 

Saying nothing, I kissed him on the side of his face before slowly starting 
to get up.  Feeling my body shift below him, he too got up stretching, 
raising up on the toes of bare feet, calf and thigh muscles taut, arms high 
overhead as the sleeves of his shirt fell back.  Swatting him on the ass I 
said, "Let's go to bed."  Yawning in assent, he walked slowly with me, his 
warm bare shoulder against mine.  I could smell the light scent of his musk, 
my face nuzzling the back of his head. 

I watched intently as Eric slipped out of his shorts, absent mindedly pulled 
on his dick and then took off his shirt.  He then lay out in the middle of 
the bed, arms and legs spread wide, eyes closed on the pillow, waiting.  I 
stared for a minute before smiling and similarly undressing, clothes draped 
over a chair, before setting down on the foot of the bed. 

"It's been a busy day, hasn't it?" I said as my hand reached forth to caress 
his ivory tower.  His knees bent and legs widened giving me more room. 

"Yeah, it sure has," he yawned, moving one hand to drape across his belly.  
Leaning forward I licked across his boy cock once before asking, "Did you 
enjoy it?" as I sucked deep with a head bob, one hand pulling the skin of his 
dick tight and down toward his belly. 

"Hmmm" he moaned ever so softly before adding, "My ass is a little sore, but 
I had good time.  How 'bout you? You didn't get to participate as much as 
usual." 

"Oh believe me, I enjoyed myself. Rollover, let's take a look at that ass of 
yours."  Eric rolled over, legs again spread, but arms outstretched overhead 
and face turned to the side.  Splitting his ass cheeks with my hands, I 
peered in on his clearly tender, pinkish bud, still loosely clutched from 
this afternoon's fucking.  Tapped by my finger, it reflexively tightened.  
Sitting up, I reached into the nightstand for some Preparation H.  

"This should cool things down and help a little," I said squeezing a dab onto 
a finger.  

Again parting his cheeks I gently spread the cooling ointment onto his hole 
and massaged it into the area around his bud.  Being a primary source of my 
physical enjoyment, I was certainly happy to take care of it. With a quick 
slap to his bare ass, I rolled him over and again took his still hard five 
and a half inch boy cock into my mouth.  From testicles to crown I licked and 
sucked until his body writhed in passion, hands grasping my head, forcing his 
cock deep into my mouth before he began to unload in pulsing busts into my 
mouth.  Unable to keep up with his load, some escaped to drip down his saliva 
coated cock and pool on his bare groin. Swallowing what I had, I scrapped the 
drip off his body and held it to his mouth for him to lick off.  Now 
satisfied, Eric grinned wolfishly, and wiggled over to his side of the bed 
for a final stretch before settling down.  

"Thanks; see you in the morning" was the last thing I heard before we both 
dozed off.


More to follow.  Six more chapters are already written, I just have to edit 
them.  The next three weeks for me will be extremely busy!  Please be 
patient, plus I have recently been given a lesson in affection that I will 
pass on in this story line