Date: Thu, 20 Oct 2011 17:17:42 +0000
From: "yngsucker1982@gmail.com" <yngsucker1982@gmail.com>
Subject: Hanlan's Point Chronicles - Part 1

Hanlan's Point Chronicles

Copyright 2011 Yngsucker1982

Disclaimar: This story involves a sexual encounter between a barely legal
teen boy and several older men.

If you are offended by such a concept, or are not legal age yourself,
please hit the back button.

Otherwise, enjoy! Send comments and suggestions to yngsucker1982@gmail.com.


Part I

I moved to Toronto in mid-August to go to school. The semester didn't start
until after Labour Day, so I had plenty of time to explore my new
surroundings. One of the travel guides that I checked-out had a section on
gay lifestyle in the city, and one of the places it talked about was the
nude beach at Hanlan's Point. Curious, I decided to go.

Now for those of you who aren't familiar with Toronto, Hanlan's Point is on
an island and you have to take a ferry to get there. It being the summer,
the ferry was packed with people of all ages and sizes, but it was clear
that the gay population was overly-represented. Perhaps more importantly,
the "hot" gay population was also well-represented!

A little about me: I had just turned 18 in July and liked to spend a lot of
time (a) outdoors and (b) at the gym, so I guess you could say that I was
kind on the eyes. I had some muscle on me, but nothing that was overly done
- I had the "twink" thing going I guess, weighing about 145 lbs, 6 ft tall,
smooth, blonde, blue eyes, and a decent tan. On this particular day, I had
boarded the ferry with a tank top and shorts, but seeing many guys
shirtless already, I decided to do the same. The ride over contained its
fair share of glances - both in my direction and back - and the thought of
seeing some of these hotties in their birthday suits was causing some major
tension in my shorts!

Of course, at 18, I was hard all the time. During high school, it was rare
when I didn't have to stop off at least once a day at the men's washroom to
take care of business. Given all the eye candy on the ferry, I was
definitely in need of some release. So I was quite glad after we exited the
ferry when I saw a bathroom on the footpath to the beach.

On hindsight, I had misread the sign. The bathroom was technically next
door, and I had accidently walked into the showers. Of course, given what I
needed to do, a shower was just as good as a bathroom, and the open condom
wrapper on the shower bench was all the invite that I needed.  There was no
one else there, so I decided to go for it. After all, I was going to the
beach, so I both had a towel with me and the whole day to dry off. Plus,
the shower area - although open - was located a few bends from the main
entrance, so I figured that I would have ample warning if someone were to
open the door.

I shucked off my shorts and sandals and stepped under the water, which to
my pleasant surprise was nice and warm. I started to stroke my uncut cock,
and it didn't take long before it was at its full 7.5 inches. But it also
didn't take long before I heard the door open, and I was forced to turn to
the wall and conceal my activities.

I heard voices. Two voices. They were from a couple that I had seen on the
ferry ride over. The first guy to emerge was in his mid to late 20s,
latino, muscular, clean shaven, smoking hot. He turned his head into the
shower area before disrobing, as if he wanted to see who was inside before
committing to take a shower. He looked at me, looked down at my 18 year-old
cock, now semi- hard, looked back up, smiled, and then motioned for his
partner to come and join. His friend was older, maybe late 30s or early
40s, but still in good shape. They were both shirtless, with the younger
dude smooth like me, while the older guy was hairy but under control.

So let's just say that I kept a frequent eye on them as they removed their
shorts. Although not completely hard, it was obvious that neither of their
cocks was in a naturally flaccid state. The latino god was completely
shaven down there (as opposed to mine being well trimmed), and his cut cock
looked huge. When he bent down to grab some soap from his bag, he put his
asshole on display, and it too was perfectly smooth. My cock was growing
again.

The two of them stepped under the shower heads that were directly next to
mine. (Not that they had much choice - anyone familiar with the Hanlan's
showers knows that there are only four shower heads, all very close
together.) They started to shower, glancing my way, smirking, grinning, and
spending a great deal of time washing, tugging, and otherwise manipulating
their respective cocks - in short, doing everything but explicitly
masturbating. (I should mention that the older guy had a nice tool as well,
uncut, hairy but neat.) After a few tentative moments of feeling each other
out (figuratively, not literally), the "concealed" masturbation stopped and
we started to openly jerk our meat. The tension had been cut, and the
smiling had become wider and more pronounced.

Soon, their hands crossed-over, and they were now jerking each other off as
soapy water ran down their naked, muscular bodies. The younger guy looked
in my direction and flashed me a big smile - his teeth were so white, and
his skin so tanned and so perfect! He then flicked his head back, inviting
me to approach. I didn't need any further encouragement, and as I stepped
forward, was greeted by a series of soapy hands running along my hard cock
and over my erect nipples. But I barely had time to let out a loud moan
before one of these hands very quickly found its way to the top of my head,
and firmly pressed me down to my knees.

Now I was no stranger to cock sucking - in private, that is. I had a few
"friends" back home, but we would always do it in the privacy of our own
homes or in a motel/hotelroom somewhere (or at least in the protection of a
bathhouse, which I had the chance to enjoy on a few select occasions, even
if I were underage at the time). In public - like at the gym showers - we
were always careful not to do anything more than jerkoff, afraid that we
could get caught.

But this was different. They both slapped their cocks against my cheeks a
few times, before the latino hottie engulfed my mouth. As he held my head
and gyrated back and forth, he started to moan and tell me that my lips
were meant to be wrapped around his cock and that he would reward me with a
huge load of his juicy spunk. He was still friendly, but these were
definitely statements - not questions. If the door were to open, I wasn't
sure that he would let me get up. I was potentially on display for all to
see, and I must admit that it was a huge turn on.

Meanwhile, the older guy had walked behind me, reached down, and started
fingering my hole. I wasn't sure that I wanted him to cross the next line,
but the scene was so hot that I didn't object when he raised my ass off the
ground while pressing my head down, so that I was now positioned
horizontally with my mouth still implanted on his friend's cum-stick, but
my ass now available for the taking.

As I felt the older dude's cock press against my hole, my eyes darted to
the bench where I had earlier spotted the open condom wrapper. I had been
fucked enough times to know the difference between safe sex and a raw
fuck. His cock slipped inside me, and I knew that this was a raw fuck. I
started to moan in protest with my mouth still implanted over the younger
guy's cock, but he firmly held my head in position with one hand, while
stroking my hair with the other, saying "relax, dude, we're both clean, he
fucks me all the time - just enjoy the ride."

I was at their mercy, but I didn't put up much of a fight. One of the older
guy's soapy hands reached around from behind and started to jerk me
off. His cock thrust back and forth, like a piston, and his other hand kept
slapping my ass. He joined his friend with the dirty talk; they both called
me their bitch and their whore, asking me if I liked daddy's dick in my ass
and having both my holes plowed, to which I moaned in lust. I secretly
wished that there were a crowd of people watching, like those times at the
bathhouse.

The feeling was amazing, the scene was superhot and overpowering. Within a
few minutes, there was screaming all around - the dad shot his load deep in
my bare ass, while his latino friend fired in my mouth and sprayed all over
my face. I came into the older guy's hand, which he promptly moved to my
face and lips, mixing my cum with his friend's, and feeding me the spunky
cocktail on his fingers.

The older guy slapped my ass for a final time, and then pulled out. I
thought we were done, and started to straighten up. But then he surprised
me by moving to the front, pushing me down again, and telling me to clean
him off. This was a completely new experience for me, and I wasn't sure how
I felt about it. Meanwhile, the latino hottie had moved to the back and,
still semi-hard, started to slap his cock against my cheeks and oozing
hole, and it wasn't long before he got hard enough and began to fuck his
friend's cum deeper into my ass. By this point, I had abandoned any concern
with safe sex. He wanted sloppy seconds, and I wanted to give them to him.

As for my mouth, I had tentatively gone to work on the older guy's cock. I
could taste my ass, but it wasn't unpleasant, perhaps because I could also
taste three different loads of cum! In any event, he started to grow in my
mouth as his friend worked me from behind. After a few moments, the older
dude withdrew from my mouth and moved to the very back. This was the first
time that my mouth was free, so I twisted my head back to see what was
going on, and I could see that the older guy was now positioning himself to
fuck his friend, who was now fucking me more frantically by the moment.

For support, I stretched out spread eagle with my hands outstretched
against the shower wall. They were soon joined by those of my latino
fucker, and I twisted my head back for a series of passionate kisses. The
scene was electrifying, as his body was firmly pressed against mine, with
his own buddy fucking him from behind. After a few moments, my fucker
started to scream, and I could feel his bare cock pulse in my ass, and my
insides being coated yet again.

He stayed inside me for a bit, while he continued to get fucked
himself. Soon, the older guy told me he was spent, and asked me to take his
place. I had only cum once, and by this point was as hard as a rock, so
with cum still leaking out of my ass, I moved behind the younger dude and
went to town. He was surprisingly tight, but I had no difficulty quickly
establishing a good fucking motion. I didn't last for long, and it was now
my turn to spunk in his bare ass.

By this point, we were all spent. But before we abandoned our fun
altogether, I knelt down behind my new latino friend and gave his ass a
nice long tongue fuck, savouring the taste of his smooth hole and cummy
insides. When I eventually got back to my feet, he joined me under one of
the showers, turned it on, and pressed his lips against mine in a
passionate embrace, as the hot water rained-down over our sticky bodies.

It had been an eventful start to the day, and I had yet to even reach the
beach!

To be continued . . .

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