Date: Sun, 5 Nov 2000 12:47:27 +0100
From: Varstin <varstin@hotmail.com>
Subject: Fishing trip

It was a beautiful day and summer holiday had just begun. I was in heaven,
I felt free and mostly of all, I felt happy. School has never been the
place for me. I'm more of a guy who learns a lot more from doing stuff then
from learning how to do it. This was my kind of season. I stood ready in
front of the house with my fishing gear ready. My dad and I had planned the
weekend for a father son get-together. He had the plan of taking me for a
weekend at the lake. I was thrilled about it, I liked to fish, but I even
more liked to spend some time with my dad. I had invited Rick, my best
friend for this weekend. And his dad also came along. Mr. Thomas was a
great guy. He always made me laugh when I came over. Rick was just as fond
of his dad as I was.

My dad's stationary came to a stop in front of me. He opened the door and
walked towards me. I gave him my gear and he stored it in the back of the
car.

"Ready to go?" he asked

"Ready!" I replied.

"Then lets go get Rick and his dad."

I jumped into the car and we drove of. Rick's house was not far away from
ours. My dad even knew Mr. Thomas very well. It seemed that they been to
the same school some time ago.  We pulled over at Rick's. Rick was already
standing outside, waiting for us to come. When he saw our car he got very
excited. When I got out of the car he ran over to me.

"Man, isn't this cool, we are actually going away for the weekend."

"I know, finally we can leave school behind us and enjoy the weekend
without studying or making homework."

Within minutes Mr. Thomas and my dad packed the car with more packages and
tents.  Rick's mother stood outside, waving her son goodbye. When we drove
away Mr. Thomas said that he very much liked the fact that we invited
them. Rick had told me once that his mom and dad didn't get along very
well. Evil tongues in the neighbourhood said that they even were planning
to get a divorce. But Rick had always said that such thing would never
happen.

After a 4-hour drive we were at the lake. It wasn't a big lake or anything
but that also meant that very few people visited this place. It seemed that
we were the only group present for this weekend. My dad and Mr. Thomas
unpacked and made preparations to put up the tents.  Rick and I decided to
explore the area. The place were we camped was open, but as soon as you
walked into the woods, you could easily lost your way. But we were also boy
scouts so we knew how to deal with these situations.

After some time we returned to our camp and we were both surprised that our
camp had already been set. Dad and Mr.Thomas had build up camp in no
time. They both began to praise each other of the many qualities they
had. They really could get along just fine and when they were together,
nothing seemed to be a problem that couldn't be fixed.

We ate diner, no fish, because we hadn't had time to use the hook in the
lake. That was something that would be the first thing to do tomorrow.
After diner our dad's said that we could stay up in front of the fire, but
after the sun had set we should hit the sack. That would be no problem,
because we were tired of the trip and tired of the walk we had early on.

Because my dad and Mr.Thomas would always be turning in later the Rick and
I, we decided that Rick and I would share a tent. As much as I love my dad,
it was something I'd rather prefer. I knew my dad snored so I was happy
about the fact that Rick and I were together. We told some stories in the
tent and shortly after that we fell asleep.

The next day I woke up. It was still dark outside but I heard some
noises. Rick was still fast asleep. I carefully opened the tent and in a
dim light I saw Mr. Thomas putting on his coat. I came out of the tent and
slowly walked over to him. I didn't want to wake the others.

"Sir, What are you doing?" I whispered

"I'm going to the lake, catch some early fish. I couldn't sleep anymore;
the fresh air makes me more active I guess. Want to come along?"

"Sure, let me grab my jacket"

I took my jacket from the tent and put on by shoes. I grabbed the jeans and
put them on. I was fast awake now, so I didn't bother to get back to sleep
again. I wanted to see how good a fisherman Mr. Thomas was.  We walked to
the lake as we sat down on a big rock. Mr. Thomas kept silence, and so did
I. He handled his hook and bait as a professional. The sun wasn't up yet,
but we could see enough. When the bait hit the water and after Mr. Thomas
had set his fishing rod into place we just sat there. There was something
about Mr.Thomas.

With a very low and calm voice Mr. Thomas began to speak to me.

"You like it here son?"

"I sure do Mr. Thomas."

"Why don't we make a deal, I bring you with me tomorrow morning if you stop
calling me Mr. Thomas. Just Thomas would do fine."

This was cool. I got to address an older human being by his first name. I
felt so mature at that moment.

"You've heard from Rick that me and my wife don't get along very well,
don't you?"

"Yes I did."

"I don't expect you to understand, but it's breaking my heart. I love the
woman, but I also love my son."

"I see what you mean Thomas. When my mother was still alive she never could
understand the bond between me and my dad."

I wanted Thomas to trust me, I wanted to show him that I could act like an
adult, and I wanted to prove that I could have a serious conversation.

"Well, I'm talking about almost the same thing. But she doesn't understand
it. She even hated me for it."

"There are a lot of boys out there who would like to have you as a
father. I like to come over to your house, not only for Rick, but also for
you. You always seem to understand me, as you understand your son."

"Don't say that, please let's change the subject."

But I didn't want to change the subject. This was something I could help
him with, I Wanted to give him support, let him see that he was a good
father to his son.

"I like you Thomas for what you are, and if your wife doesn't understand
the connection between you and your son, than that's her lost."

"You don't understand, it's more complicated then that."

Damn, I didn't expect him to say that.

"Then make me understand."

Thomas looked me right in the eyes.

"You're such a young and cheerful boy, just like my own son. I can't help
liking that. I can't help liking Rick more than anything. I can't help
it. Youth can be very appealing to an elder.  God forgive me what I'm about
to do."

With one and Thomas pushed me down to the rock. Not completely sure what he
wanted to do, I let him. When I was down, Thomas climbed on top of me and
moved his face toward mine.

"This is what I like, this is how close I want to get, this is what I dream
about. It's your youth, it's your freshness, it's your innocence."

Thomas kissed me on my mouth. I couldn't move, not because he was on top of
me, but because I couldn't comprehend what was happening.  Thomas came
closer again. This time he kissed me and put his tongue into my mouth. A
warm and rich feeling came over me. This adult was actually seeing me as an
adult. At least that's what I thought. For the first time I felt mature and
gown-up.  So I began to try to act like an adult. I put my tongue against
the tongue of Thomas.  I began to play with it.

"My God, this can't be happening. You like the things that I do?"

I remained silent and began to lick his ear, because I saw that in an adult
movie once.

"You are one hot little devil. Boy, you don't know how happy you make me."

Thomas began to kiss me all over. He let his hand glide thru my hair. He
gently took my head and kissed me again. I felt his weight slowly pressing
against mine. It took me a while to figure out that the weight I was
feeling was the result of Thomas riding his jeans against my body. It
almost seemed that Thomas was making a movement that looked like some
animal's mating or pairing. That was the moment that I was wondering how
Mr. Thomas his cock would look like. Thomas must have had the same thought;
because when he got up he began to unbutton his jeans. Within seconds his
cock hang out of his jeans. Surely you understand if you have never seen an
adult cock before in your life, you are very impressed with the one you see
first.

"Now boy, this is something I've dreamt about since you came up to our
house. Put my cock into you mouth and use your tongue the way you used it
before on my tongue."

Thomas came closer to my face with his cock and I swallowed his cock inside
my mouth. A strange but horny odour reached my nose. I got turned on by the
fact that I had Rick's fathers cock inside me, and he actually liked it. I
did my best to please him. I tried to lick his cock everywhere. Then it
came to my mind that I could use one hand to massage his balls. When I
reached for them Thomas moaned. His balls felt hairy and strong. I started
to massage his balls like I would massage my own balls; gently and slowly.

"Say, boy, you are so great at this, mind if I return you the favour?"

Thomas pulled his cock out of my mouth. It was shiny of my saliva and
looked even hornier when it came in. His head moved down to my pants. He
opened my jeans and saw my white underwear. My cock was already hard as the
rock I was lying on. But Thomas didn't pull down my underwear. Instead he
pressed his face against my underwear and took a deep breath. He said
something when he was doing that but I couldn't understand his words
because my underwear muffled them. He licked my cock with my briefs still
on. I felt the warmth of his tongue thru the fabric. He kept on licking
until my briefs got wet right in the place where my cock was. Thomas seemed
to be in heaven, and I enjoyed the good feeling of a man adoring and
caressing me. Suddenly Thomas did pull back my briefs and my cock came out,
ready for some action. Without any hesitation Thomas began to suck my
cock. Man, this was a feeling I had never experienced! Feeling the tongue
running over my virgin cock was simply too much. The feeling was so intense
that I almost came immediately. Thomas made sure that he swallowed every
drop that came out of my cock. He even tried to suck out more juice after I
hade cum. Then he looked up to me.

"You really are something special son. You really are a wet dream come
thru. And now you are going to get even more."

Thomas moved his ass up again and pushed his cock into my mouth. Then he
began to ride my face as if he was riding a horse. There was little room in
my mouth for his complete cock, but I tried to take it all. I managed to do
so. When Thomas was riding my face, I felt that he also came close to
reaching a climax. His cock even got bigger and when I tipped his head of
his cock with my tongue he gave a big loud moan. His sperm came out of his
cock and he shot his load right into my mouth. I began to swallow because I
saw him do that with me.  The sperm kept cumming and it seemed that the
stream of love potion didn't stop. After his last shot I noticed that I
didn't managed to swallow it all. His cock had come out once or twice and
some of his sperm had landed on my face. Thomas looked me right in my eyes.

"This weekend is going to be even better that I had imagined." He said

He licked his own sperm of my face and pulled up his pants. In the far
distance there was some noise. It seemed that Rick and my father had heard
Thomas's loud moan and they were obviously wondering what was going on. We
cleaned ourselves up and walked back to camp.  My father was the one who
came out of his tent first.

"What's going on, you are up early."

"We decided to go for an early fish. We caught a big one..."

"But it got away." I added. I wanted to share this secret with Thomas. I
wanted to let him know that I was all right with this. He smiled at me.  I
was wondering how the rest of this weekend would turn out. And so must
Thomas.


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