Date: Mon, 5 May 2008 14:11:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Short Walk in the Woods

   This short tale is a work of fiction. The story contains sexual activity
between a young boy and an adult male. Forewarned is forearmed. All
comments are greatly appreciated.



   It's been said with some authority that certain events can be life
altering. Given that I actually experienced such an event at the tender age
of not quite fourteen years of age, I can personally attest to the veracity
of that proclamation. The life altering experience of my youth went
something like this:

   For as long as I could remember our family had vacationed for ten summer
days at exactly the same place, and at exactly the same time of year. It
was a family vacation tradition that actually had begun during the
childhood of my father when the state of California had opened to the
public a State Park campground facility in the Lake Tahoe Basin.

   As camping facilities go the place was a stand out, no question. The
campsites were grouped in separate areas known as "ridges" and were named
after the compass points, i.e. North, South, etc. and were very private
with wide spacing between the individual sights, and scattered among a
dense stand of old growth pine and fir trees. Another standout feature
wasthe shower building which consisted of hand built native stone buildings
divided between "his" and "hers" toilet facilities, large wash tubs for the
hand washing of clothing, and individual shower stalls. Having done a fair
amount of camping as a child, this was the only campground that I recall
having an actual shower, and after a long day of hiking and playing in the
dirt, my Mother considered it a serious asset.

   The other standout offering of this particular campground was the
roughly half mile of private and white sand beach that was exclusively for
the use of registered campers, and a smattering of day-use picnickers. It
was in this beach area that my life altering experience occurred, more
specifically in the beach bathhouse.

   We were, as usual, spending much of our day enjoying the beach, "we"
being my Mom and Dad, my older sister, and myself. I had spent much of the
morning swimming and sunning, and after Mom had fixed us all a lunch of
sandwiches and chips, I headed down the beach for a much needed trip to the
restroom. I crossed the width of the beach, and then hurried across the hot
asphalt parking area to the bathhouse on the far side of the lot at the
edge of the woods, and went inside the men's room. I stepped up to one of
the several urinals that lined the side wall, and yanked down the front of
my swim suit, letting my two inch long soft penis free along with my still
hairless ball sac. I gripped my boyhood in my fingers, and let go with a
powerful stream as a sense of relief washed over my slender body.

   About half way through with my business, the door swung open, and a man
I guessed to be around forty five or so entered the room, and walked up to
the urinal next to mine. He made an obvious point of looking directly down
at my little penis, and then he smiled at me, and fumbled with the zipper
in the shorts he was wearing. He fished out what had to be the biggest
penis I had ever seen in my life, and let it just hang there as it spit
forth a wide stream of pee. I looked, couldn't help it, and when I glanced
back up at him the man smiled at me again, and took another blatant look at
my dick. The idea that this grown up seemed interested in my boyish dick
was exciting, and all of a sudden it stiffened into one of my frequent
boners. I was still holding it in my hand not having thought to let it go
after I finished peeing, and I saw the mans eyes widen as he watched my
boyhood swell to it's full four inches of rigid young erection. He smiled
at me again, his head nodding in
 what I took to imply his approval, and then he almost freaked me out, as
he moved his hand down to grip my wrist, and move my hand away from my
boner. I blushed hotly, knowing that with my hand out of the way he had an
unfettered view of my pulsing boyhood, and my taut little pouch of balls
that dangled under it. He stared at my goodies for a minute or so, and then
made some quiet comment about it being very nice, and then I almost jumped
out of my skin when his hand shot out, and closed around my boner.

   An intense feeling flooded over me, like a zillion tingles hitting me
all at once, and I dropped my chin to my chest to stare incredulously at
the large adult sized hand enclosing my throbbing penis. He squeezed me
firmly, and then moved his hand back and forth along my length several
times, and when he swabbed his thumb over the knob of it, I shuddered, my
knees turning to rubber so badly I actually swayed some. The man worked my
shaft again, and then let his wide hand drop down to gently cup my ball
sac, and he prodded my small eggs carefully, and I shuddered again, my
quivering young body awash with stunning sensations. He let go of my balls
then, and gripped the front of my swim trunks, pulling then back into
place, and my rock hard boyhood jutted obscenely against the thin
material. I looked desperately at the man, panicked that he was not going
to touch me anymore, and he gave me another warm smile as he winked at me,
and asked if I wanted to take a little walk into
  the woods with him so we could play some more without worrying about
getting caught if someone walked into the rest room. I heard my parent's
voices inside my head repeating the mantra I had heard so many times about
not going with strangers, but the yearning sensation in my balls far
outweighed the fear I was feeling, and so I quickly nodded my head by way
of answer. The man smiled again, nodding his own head, as he once more
dropped his big hand, and gripped my boner on the outside of my trunks and
squeezed it, before moving away from me toward the door. He told me to wait
a minute, and then come out, and walk straight ahead toward the woods, and
he would be there waiting for me. I blinked, and nodded again, and he
winked at me, and then went outside.

   Another wave of panic washed over me, and I could hear my Mom's warnings
all over again, and then my penis throbbed strongly inside my trunks as I
vividly recalled the wonderful feeling of his hand rubbing my boner. I
sucked in a huge breath, and shivered all over, and then hurried out the
door of the bathroom, and walked quickly into the dense stand of big pine
trees. After maybe ten steps into the woods, I jumped again as the man
suddenly stepped in front of me as he came out from behind a huge tree, and
he slid his arm over my shoulders as he guided me deeper into the woods,
and then around behind a giant sized black boulder. On the back side of the
huge rock there was a small clearing that was surrounded by tall brush and
trees, and the man steered me toward a small opening into the face of the
big rock. I stepped into the crevice, and had to turn kind of sideways to
make myself fit, and then I stepped into a small room-like space inside the
boulder, like a small cave,
  only it was open at the top so that the bright sunlight shone into the
space. The man was right behind me, and when we reached the center of the
small space, he put his hand on my chest, and eased me backward until my
bare back rested against the cool rock wall. He reached for my hands then,
and brought my arms up over my head, and then folded my hands behind my
head. I looked up at him, my heart hammering like crazy, and he smiled at
me, and told me to just relax, he wasn't going to hurt me at all, but just
make me feel really, really good. I swallowed several times, and tried to
make my heart quiet down, but it wasn't having any of it, and my whole body
felt kind of shaky, but I looked at the man, and tried to smile back as I
nodded my head.

   I watched as his hand came up, and he put his palm flat on my chest and
began rubbing me really softly as he muttered something about me being a
good boy, and to just breath, and relax, and I tried hard to do it, but as
his thick fingers touched my little nipples, I shuddered, and groaned a
little bit. Undaunted, he kept his hand moving over my chest and nipples,
and when he pinched them lightly, I groaned again. His hand moved all over
my chest and tummy, and his other hand went back to my crotch where he
gripped my boner again, and rubbed it up and down, and I thought I was
going to fall down from my legs being so rubber like all of a sudden. He
touched me everywhere, and then he suddenly went down on his knees in front
of me, and I shuddered again when I felt his fingers slide up the insides
of my thighs to touch my balls again. I gulped in air, and tried not to
fall down as I felt his fingers tugging on my swim trunks, and then
suddenly they were gone, and my aching er
 ection bounced out into the warm sun, and my balls hung free below. The
man paused then, and I heard him groan a low growl kind of sound as he just
looked at my boner and balls for a minute. I opened my eyes, and looked
down just as his hand moved forward, and once more closed around my rigid
dick while his other hand went to my little pouch, and gently closed around
it.

   My whole body felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending I owned
tightly wound as the man expertly worked my boy parts, stirring feelings in
me that I had never even imagined. I rocked up onto my tip toes, and
instinctively spread my legs, giving him all the access he wanted to my
young treasures, and he availed himself fully of the opportunity I gave him
as his hands worked their magic on my very excited erection, and aching
young balls for what seemed like a very long time. I closed my eyes again,
and savored the myriad of astonishing sensations that coursed through my
nervous system, and I could feel the one familiar sensation among them that
I had known a good number of times since I had discovered the joys of
masturbation, and I shuddered again as my excitement began to boil over
inside me. The man seemed to sense my building crescendo, as he took his
hand off my dick, and suddenly leaned in really close to me, and when I
felt a wetness on the head of my dick, my ey
 es popped open, and I looked down over my heaving chest just as the man
wrapped his thumb and finger around the very root of my dick and pulled it
down so it pointed pretty much straight at him, and then he opened his
mouth, and slid my boner inside.

   I groaned, and bit down on my tongue to stop myself from screaming it
felt so good, and I stared down at his head as it bobbed back and forth, my
pulsing boyhood sliding in and out of his warm, wet mouth again and
again. His other hand moved back to fondle my dangling balls, and I leaned
back weakly against the cool rock, dizzy with the overwhelming pleasure
that he was giving me, and I knew I had never felt anything so amazing in
all of my thirteen years, and I wanted it to go on forever. I could hear
the slurping sounds he was making as he worked his drooling mouth over my
erection, and I yelped a little when he suddenly stopped sucking me and
took my tight little sac into his mouth and sucked gently at my aching
balls. He moved back then, and once more took my dick into that slippery
warmth, and he began a firm and steady sucking as I felt my balls
churning. My hips bucked against his sucking mouth, and I yelped again as
he suddenly wrapped his arm around my slim waist,
  and pushed his thick finger into the crease of my butt. I groaned loudly
as his tongue attacked the tiny slit of my knob, and his finger pushed
firmly on my tight little hole, and with a strong shudder of my whole body,
I thrust into him, and erupted strongly. I could feel each jolt of my
sperms ejecting into the mans mouth, and he was making a kind of low
humming sound as he swallowed every drip and drizzle of my creamy nectar,
and I couldn't seem to stop shaking all over. Finally I was drained, and I
sagged back against the rock wall behind me, and then slowly slithered down
to the ground, panting and gasping.

   The man sat back on his haunches then, and I watched his tongue wash
through his mouth, and then lap over his lips as he captured the last of my
sperm splatters hungrily. He bent down then, and licked the sensitive knob
of my wilted little penis, and then sat up and ruffled my hair as he smiled
broadly. He got up then, and gave me a quick thumbs up, and then turned,
and disappeared through the narrow opening in the rock. I sat there for a
long time, the warm sunshine feeling nice on my naked body, and I finally
got to my feet, and pulled on my swim trunks. I inhaled a really deep
breath, and then made my way back to the beach, and my parents. I sat down
on my towel, and tried my best to act as if everything was normal, but as I
surreptitiously moved my eyes over the crowded beach I realized that I was
actually checking out all of the adult men there, and I knew that my young
life had been forever altered that warm afternoon in the woods.

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