Date: Mon, 27 Jun 2005 10:03:24 -0400
From: Reprobate <rprob8@hotmail.com>
Subject: Summer at thirteen - Part 2

Summer at thirteen - Part 2
by Reprobate (rprob8@hotmail.com)

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This story is my first attempt at pure fiction.  It is based on actual
events and real people and is a continuation of "Part 1" in this three part
series. However, what I am writing is something close to what I wish had
happened.  Check at the end to see what really happened and which parts are
fiction. 

Let me know if you like the story.  Maybe I will venture more into the
total fiction ... rather than just relating my remembrances of past
experiences.   Thanks to everyone who have commented on my stories so far
via email.   Your thoughts are appreciated ;-) 

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Dave and I had planned out our evening skinny dips for the next month.
Unfortunately, there was a family emergency and the next week he was gone.
Coincidentally, it was almost on the same day that the kids I was looking
after came down with Chicken Pox.  The parents figured they must have been
exposed during one of their weekly trips into the doctor's office for their
allergy shots.  So with 3 weeks left of the summer and the cottage already
paid for ... the family packed up and went home.

There was much discussion about what I should do ... or rather what should
be done with me.  I had already had Chicken Pox way back when my brother
started school ... so I was immune to getting them again.  My own family
was up at our own vacation home about 4 hours drive away ... and then
another hour by boat to the actual cottage.  So if the family I was staying
with took me home ... I would be there by myself anyway.  So, after a
flurry of phone calls, they gave in to my preference and decided to leave
me alone at the cottage for the 3 more weeks.  The cottage was already paid
for.  The people were insisting they pay me for the whole summer as it
wasn't my fault the kids got sick.  Arrangements were made to have
groceries delivered for me once a week and "my employers" would pay for
them.  The police station was only a block away ... and there were the Park
Rangers that patrolled the beach and waters ... plus there was the phone
... so if I had any problems help could be there in minutes.  And I had
been spending weekends on my own at home from time to time for over a year
when my parents had to go away but I had commitments I could not break.  My
only duties I had to perform for the last 3 weeks was ... keep the cottage
clean ... and give it a thorough cleaning before I left and turned the keys
into the owner.  The owner was an elderly lady who lived across the road
from the cottage opposite the beach.  So if I experienced any problems I
could call her on her too.  My older brother was headed up to the family
cottage the second last day of August, so it was arranged that he would
make the small detour over to pick me up on his way to the cottage.  Then
the family would stay together until the Sunday of Labor Day weekend, when
we would lock up the cottage for another year and head home together.  In
my mind, things could not have worked out more perfectly.

So the family took off and I was left to enjoy the rest of the summer
pretty much any way I wanted to.  PERFECT.

The first couple days, I just continued with my usual routine I had for
when the family went away for the day.  I would set up my spot in the sand
dunes out front and occasionally run out to the water to cool off.  And
then at night I would head down for my nightly skinny dip with my air
mattress in tow.  I rarely watched TV ... and took to playing my music
tapes instead of listening to the radio.  For a couple days I started
getting a wee bit lonely, no Dave and no family to distract me.  And I
found myself once again getting anxious to have sex with a partner instead
of jacking off 5 or 6 times a day.  I would chat with the neighbors when I
saw them, or talk with people I would meet on the beach, but that's all
there was ... talk.  Every couple days I "checked in" with the elderly lady
that owned the cottage, just to let her know I was doing fine.

Real early one morning at about day 5 of my solitude, at about 8 AM, I was
roused from a deep sleep by a knocking at the cottage door.  The only thing
handy to slip on was a towel, so I grabbed it and knotted it around my
waist as I headed to the door.  The towel barely wrapped around my waist.
It was big enough to get secured ... but it left all one leg and my hip
exposed with only the corners of each towel end made into a small knot.  It
was obvious I was totally naked underneath.  And as with a typical teenager
... my morning wood was tenting out the thin fabric of the towel.  I opened
the door and there stood the "30 something" owner of the market that was to
deliver my food supplies each week ... in his arms a box containing
everything.  I directed him to the kitchen where he set the box on the
counter.  When he turned around, I could feel his eyes raking over me from
head to toe and then back to stare intently at my still tenting towel.  He
knew me from my having gone into his store over the summer ... knew me to
see me that is.

Ignoring his stares, but feeling myself blush under his intent gaze, I said
"Hi Ed, I wasn't expecting you this early ... I was still sleeping.
Sorry."

"I should have called first I guess.  The kid I usually have deliver the
groceries around is off for the rest of the summer.  Chicken Pox"

Oh boy, I thought, my summer charges really spread it around before they
left. Ed handed me a list with the grocery details ... and I double checked
the contents of the box and when I was satisfied it was all there I signed
it and gave it back to him.  I had moved in front of the boxes to check
them ... and Ed had been standing behind me and I could feel his eyes on
me.

"Thanks" he said with a grin and a slight nervous tremor to his deep voice.
"I was told you were 13, is that true?"

"Yeah.  Just turned 13 in April"

"How did you get such a great build at your age?  Usually you only see guys
in the late teens or early 20's with your type of muscle development.  You
lift weights or something?"

"Yeah, I have been lifting weights for well over a year now.  The doctors
said I have a lot of testosterone or something for someone my age.  The
same thing that lets me build good muscles also caused me to be so hairy so
young."

"Are you going to go into the muscle man contests when you get older."

"Oh yeah right" I said with a mock chuckle ... and then I struck a pretty
lame pose ... from my waist down I caused the muscles in my thigh and calf
on the now exposed leg facing him to tense and pop out in definition
... and from the waist up I was turned more towards him as I did a double
bicep and tensed my abdominals and pecs.  "I could see it now.  Compared to
those guys I would come in dead last" I laughed.

Ed just stood there with his mouth open.  "Holy shit" he says "you are even
more well built than I thought.  Can I check your biceps?"

I held my pose and said "Sure ... if you want to ... I guess."

He reached out and ran his hands over one bicep and tricep on one arm
.. then moved his hands so one hand was moving around and feeling the
firmness of both arms at the same time.  Just as his hands began moving
over my shoulders and then down to my tensed pectorals ... Mother Nature
reared her ugly head and demanded I have my morning piss.

"Sorry Ed" I said " but I have to piss like a race horse.  I will be back
in a minute."

"Listen, I have more deliveries to make and then have to get back to the
store.  But, I am kind of concerned about you being here by yourself .. so,
would you mind if I stopped in once in a while to check on you?  Between
your grocery deliveries?"

"You can if you want to ... its OK by me.  But you don't have to worry
about me.  I am doing fine" I said.  By now I was squeezing my cock in my
cupped hand over the towel and practically jumping from foot to foot
because of my need to go to the bathroom.

Ed, seeing my state, said a hasty goodbye and was out the door and I made a
mad dash for the toilet.  My dick was still hard so from experience I knew
I would not have the aiming power I might have normally ... so at the last
minute I stripped off my towel and hopped into shower, closed the door
... and as my bladder unleashed its torrent without my having to hold onto
my cock ... I adjusted the water so I could begin showering as my piss was
still flowing.

I remained naked after I dried off, then walked into the kitchen to put
away the groceries and get something to eat.  That done, I grabbed my
towel, tanning oil and my bathing suit and headed to my protected space
between the dunes.  Someone would of had to worked really hard to see me
from either of the neighoring cottages ... what with the full bushes
running down to where the dunes started.

As I laid there in the morning sun, I thought of Ed and his grocery
delivery.  I had never thought of Ed in a sexual way really, but I had to
admit, I liked it when he admired my muscles and ran his hands around my
arms and across my shoulders.  But Ed was married and had 2 or 3 kids
.. and I think his youngest was older than me.  Ed stood a few inches
taller than me so I figured him to be about 6'3" ... and he had, I guess, a
medium build so maybe he was 180 lbs. or so.  Dark hair, green eyes.  He
always seemed to have a white t-shirt under his short sleeved dress shirt
and you could see a few sprigs of hair escaping over the collar at his
neck.  His arms looked pretty strong and had a light dusting of hair on
their forearms.  Whatever slacks he wore, I had only every seen him with a
white apron, folded in half, and tied around his waist ... and he always
wore those loafer style shoes.  He always wore his clothes baggy enough
that you couldn't ever really see any detail.  This morning he was really
clean shaven, but when I had gone into the store late in the day, he always
had a pretty heavy five o'clock shadow.  I turned over onto my stomach as
my mind drifted into a fantasy of what might of happened if I hadn't had to
pee ... and he didn't have to rush off to do his work.

Between the hot sun and having been woken up by Ed earlier than I usually
get out of bed ... I guess I drifted off to sleep during my fantasizing.  I
awoke a few hours later and instantly knew I must have slept for a few
hours with the sun beating down on me.  Even with my already deep tan ... I
felt the sting of a pretty good sunburn.  I got into my bathing suit and
made my way down to the water ... and walked out a fair ways so I could
immerse myself completely to try to cool the hotness of the burn.  I
floated on my back until my fingertips started to pucker up and then made
my way back to shore and back up into the dunes.  I grabbed my towel and
suntan oil on my way past heading back to the cottage.  By the time I got
into the cottage ... my sunburn felt hotter than blazes.  I grabbed myself
some fruit juice and guzzled it, trying to replenish the liquids I no doubt
had baked out of me.  I felt terrible, almost sick, and knew I had
definitely let myself get too much sun ... so I stripped off my bathing
suit and went in to lay on my bed after I pushed all the covers to the
side.  Last thing I wanted was anything on top of me as I laid down on my
stomach ... and almost immediately I felt myself drifting off to sleep
again.

"Peter ... are you here?  Its Ed."

The call roused me from my sleep and I could tell Ed was walking further
into the cottage ... and my bedroom.  I reached over and grabbed a sheet
and threw it over the lower half of my body just as Ed got to the spot
where he could see into my bedroom ... and me on the bed.

"Are you okay?" Ed asked "I knocked on the door a couple times and then
walked around to the beach side and checked for you there.  Then I knocked
on that door before I walked in.  Sorry if I woke you."

"It's OK Ed ... and yeah, I am okay.  Got a bit too much sun this morning
and I guess it wore me out."  I said as I tried to keep myself covered
while trying to sit up.  With every movement the sunburn on my back, butt
and legs was giving me heck ... and no doubt Ed saw the grimaces on my
face.

"You really did get too much sun.  You almost look crisp" Ed said with a
laugh.

"Yeah, well, you should feel it from this side" I said with a grimace and a
smile.

"Look ... don't bother trying to get up.  I just stopped around to see how
you were doing and if we missed anything that you might need from the
store."

I gratefully laid back down on my stomach with my head turned towards Ed so
we could continue talking ... the white sheet covering me from just above
my butt to about my knees.

"Why are you away from your store anyway?  Shouldn't you be there ringing
in the cash?"  I asked inquisitively.  I knew from the sun bouncing into
the room that it couldn't be later than 2 or 3 in the afternoon.

"You really have been out of it.  You haven't heard all the trucks and
sirens going off ... and all the commotion in the neighborhood?"

"No ... I guess when I passed out on the bed ... I really passed out.
What's happened?"

"McNabb's Hardware ... you know the one ... just a few buildings up from
me?  Up in smoke.  So all the businesses around there had to close up shop
for the rest of the day.  I hung around until the fire was pretty much out
and I knew the my store was safe.  But then the cops just told us we may as
well all go home because they won't be letting anyone near until tomorrow
at the earliest."

"Wow.  And I slept through all that?" it was then I became aware of the
slight acrid scent of smoke in the air.  "So" I continued "I would have
thought you would have headed for home.  You know I told you, you didn't
need to check up on me"

"Well, everyone is away at home right now.  The wife and two youngest are
off on a vacation to her parents place.  And my oldest is at an orientation
week for the university he starts next month.  So I am not in a real hurry
to get back home to an empty house.  The last few days after work I would
meet up with a buddy or two and we would grab a few beers ... that put in
the time.  But all my friends are still working for a few hours yet ... and
I am not going to sit in a bar drinking beer by myself." he ended with a
chuckle.

"I would offer you a beer here, but for some reason nobody will sell it to
me" I said with my own chuckle.

"Yeah, people are funny that way" he laughed "But seriously, I felt bad
that I had to run off in such a hurry this morning."

"Like I said, not to worry, I am doing okay, No problems."

I, again, suddenly realised I had to go the bathroom and rather urgently
.. so I again tried to sit myself up on the bed.  When I couldn't do it
fast enough, I asked Ed to give me a hand.  I grabbed his offered hand and
got myself sitting on the bed with the bedsheet covering my crotch.  I then
reached over to a hand towel that was close by and used it to cover my
crotch as I rushed past Ed.

"Gotta whiz ... big time.  Be right back." I said as I passed him and
across the cottage to the bathroom, pushing the door up as I went to the
toilet and released the dam.  When I finished I grabbed the same towel I
had worn that morning when I had answered the door, secured it and walked
back to my bedroom where Ed was standing, still in the middle of the room,
watching my return.

"I still cannot get over your build ... or how much hair you have.
Especially since you are only 13."

"Yeah ... a lot of people say that.  I've worked hard to get the build,
just wish I didn't have the hair, or at least not as much hair."

"And you really did get yourself a sunburn.  Turn around for a second"

I turned my back to Ed and he immediately started pressing his finger in
various places on my back ... no doubt testing to see how bad the burn
really was.

"Did you put anything on yourself to take the sting out of the burn?"  he
asked, concern evident in his voice.

"No.  I was going to ... but then I went to sleep before I got around to
it"

"What do you have?"

"Just that suntan oil"

"I will be right back.  I have a sample of a new product for 'after the
sun' that is just coming out on the market.  Its in my car ... hang on"

And he was out the door.  Almost before the screen door had time to slam
behind him, he came back in with a bottle of stuff.

As he looked at it, he was reading it slowly while walking back to my room
"Its called Aloe something or other.  Smells okay I guess.  Let me test it
out on you.  You can tell me if it works or not."

"Okay" I said, and again turned my back to him.  He squirted a generous
amount across the back of my shoulders and started spreading it around and
rubbing it in.  It felt so cool on my back, and it really seemed to take
the sting out wherever it was.  I was still a little unsteady on my feet
and with his rubbing I was constantly trying to keep myself from tipping
over.  I interrupted Ed's ministrations and excused myself to get something
to drink.  I poured myself some lemonade and asked Ed if he would like one
... which he accepted.

I drank one full glass before I refilled it and returned to my room with
the glasses.  Ed took his, took a quick mouthful and set his glass on the
bedside table.

"How be you lay down on the bed and I will finish putting this stuff on you
without knocking you around too much"

"Okay" I said as I once again laid on my belly on the bed.  Ed set about
rubbing in the lotion, adding more as needed.

When he came to my towel, without a word, he just snapped the loose tie
free and moved the part covering my butt off to the side.  Next thing I
know he has squirted some more of this Aloe stuff across my butt and down
each leg.  He did a quick rub around my ass then started down my thigh and
calf on one leg and then the other.  He then picked up the squeeze bottle
saying he needed a bit more ... and suddenly it felt like half the bottle
had emptied on my ass and between my legs.

"I guess I got too much that time" Ed said as he started rubbing it up my
back, down my thighs and over my butt.  As he talked about every day stuff,
he continued rubbing my ass, letting his fingers rub down between my legs
feeling the back of my balls and then they would trail up inside my
buttcrack, dragging across my pucker.  This new lotion he was using, it was
cooling my burn and moisturising my skin so it was feeling dramatically
less tight.

"Flip over and I will get your front while I am at it" Ed said, his voice
sounding a bit huskier than usual.

"My front didn't get hardly any sun today.  You don't have to worry about
it."

"Nonsense.  Can't do just half a job ... now turn yourself over.  You need
some help?"

"No, I can manage.  Thanks" I said as I rolled over.  Only then did I
realize I had a pretty good chubby going and as I laid back it positioned
itself so it pointed towards my hip.

As I closed my eyes, I saw Ed give my body the once over and lick his lips
... and then he was applying the lotion ... first to each arm.  That
completed, he started on my chest, grabbing and massaging my pectorals as
he rubbed in the lotion.  My nipples now erect, he continued down my
abdomen.  As he got closer and closer to my groin, my cock started
twitching and firming up further.  He continued his chat, but it was now
between what seemed to be long pauses.  He rubbed down each hip and the top
and outside of each leg.  He moved my legs a little further apart and
started rubbing in the lotion up the inside of my legs and calves.  My
young cock had started to deflate a bit as he had worked down my legs
... but as he worked his way back up the insides drawing ever nearer to my
balls, my cock soon became full hard and was throbbing with each pulse of
my heart.

"Sorry about that." I said, indicating my hardon as a big drop of precum
oozed out "it just does that whenever it wants these days" I said with a
deep blush.

"No problem" Ed said "its just us guys here.  And every guy has that
problem from time to time."

I loudly gasped when his hands started rubbing the cool lotion into my
balls.  I kept my eyes closed ... still not really sure that what I thought
was happening was really happening.  I groaned and fucked my hips upwards
when I felt his hot mouth swallow my cock to its root all at once.  He
forced my hips back to the bed, as his mouth took up a tonguing and sucking
action without moving his mouth from where it was.  As one hand played with
my balls, the other made its way between my legs to once again tease my ass
lips.  I spread my legs further, giving him full access.  As his finger
sought entrance to my eager butt, he started a gentle up and down sucking
of my teenage dick.  Ed finally found and started rubbing hard against my
prostate ... which caused me to grab his head in my hands and start fucking
my hard cock in and out of his hot moist mouth.  I reached my climax
quickly, more quickly than I think either of us expected.  I started moving
my hips up faster, and pulling his head down so his nose was buried in my
pubes as I fucked harder and faster into his eager mouth ... and on each
down motion, my butt was sucking in his now two fingers right to the hilt.

I held his head steady as I fucked up into his mouth one last time.  As I
tensed in that position, my cock gushed forth my pent up sperm.  When I
started cumming, Ed rammed his fingers up my butt with more vigor
... banging the heck out of my prostate.  As my orgasm subsided, I opened
my eyes and could see Ed's tented trousers.  I eased Ed off my softening
cock, lifted my leg up and over his arm and hand that still had a couple
fingers planted in my butt, as I turned onto my belly on my knees, my head
resting on the mattress.

"Ed, I want you to put your dick in me" I said with a coy smile looking in
his eyes and then glancing down to his hard cock barely concealed by his
strained trousers.

"Do you mean ...?  Are you sure ....?  Have you ever done this before?"

"Yes ... to all 3 questions.  Please Ed, put it in me."

As he fumbled to strip himself naked he was mumbling "Oh shit .. oh wow
.. I didn't think ... I ... I ... I ..."

Just as he finished stripping, I reached over for his hard, cut, rather
thin 7" and literally dragged him onto the bed behind me ... and then
pulled him forward until I positioned his cock at my recently vacated
pucker.  Slowly, he started to push his cock into my waiting ass.  His
fingers had prepared me well ... so without notice ... I moved my butt all
the way back, swallowing his dick in my hot ass until my buttcheeks hit his
pubes.

"Oh God ... so tight ... so hot ..." he whimpered, as he started fucking me
... soon getting into the rhythm of a pro.  I don't know if it was by
accident or if was his natural technique ... but as he pounded my butt with
his cock ... it felt like it was actually stirring itself around inside me.
It felt wonderful.  My hips moved back to meet his every thrust ... and
both of us were grunting and moaning our approval.  All too soon he rammed
his dick into my ass as far as it would go and held it there.  As I felt
his cum splashing into me ... I started tensing and relaxing my sphincter
around the base of his cock ... milking more of his baby makers into me.
As his orgasm began to subside ... I took to tensing my pucker around his
dick and then moving myself forward on his still hard cock ... and then
relaxing as I moved my ass back to his pubes ... only to repeat it again.
Each time I was rewarded with another spurt and a satisfied groan.  As he
collapsed on top of my back, I let myself fall back onto the bed ... his
still hard cock clamped tight into my asshole.

Slowly his spent cock softened and it slipped from my well fucked butt and
he rolled off me to the side, laying on his back beside me with his arm
hiding his eyes.

"Are you okay?  Okay with what happened, I mean" I asked him.

Keeping his eyes hidden, he hesitantly started talking.  "I have never done
anything like this in my life before.  I have thought about it from time to
time, but never did anything about it.  I am not sure what I am feeling.  I
mean ... you are a kid, younger than my youngest son.  You don't look like
it ... but the fact remains that you are.  Anytime I fantasised about doing
stuff with a guy, the guy was always near my own age.  But you are a kid.
I feel like a pervert, like maybe I forced you or something."

"Ed, believe me, you in no way forced me or made me doing anything I did
not want to do.  If anything, it might be considered it was the other way
around ... especially the last part" I said with a smile.  "You are not my
first ... and you will certainly not be my last.  I loved having sex with
you ... you are terrific at it.  And I hope we can find some more time to
be together before the summer ends.  But you have to promise me you will
stop feeling any kind of guilt about it.  I first started having sex with
guys 2 years ago ... and guys have been fucking my butt for about 6 months
now.  I love it all ... and from time to time I actually feel I need it.
And today ... I really needed it.  Its been almost a week since I had a guy
in me ... and you just fixed that need."

"Then you actually like having sex with guys?  Have you ever had sex with a
girl?"  Ed asked

"I love having sex with guys ... and yes I started having sex with girls a
few months ago.  I like sex with girls too.  Its different.  But sex with
guys is sort of better.  With guys its just sex.  A couple guys have sex
and then continue on doing what they are doing.  The girls I have had sex
with, they want to get all emotional and stuff after.  Its more
.... complicated."

"You are quite mature for a 13 year old."

"Yeah ... and I got the build and hairy body to prove it" I chuckled.  Then
I reached down and grabbed my dick that was almost hiding in my pubic bush
"I just wish the maturity gave me a bigger dick"

"I love your dick" Ed said "First one I ever played with, other than my own
... and the first one I ever sucked.  I am not sure I would have done that
if you were hung any bigger."  That said ... he leaned over and planted a
lingering kiss on my cockhead and then swiped his tongue around it before
laying back down again.

"Then I guess sometimes there are advantages to having a small dick" I
grinned.

Ed came back quite a few times over the next few weeks until the end of the
summer.  Most of the time, he would make his way around to the beach side
entrance and let himself in through the unlocked door ... before I would be
awake in the morning.  He would strip off and then our lovemaking became
rather routine.  He would gently suck my cock until I woke up (what a
wonderful way to wake up I found) ... and after I shot my load down his
hungry throat, he would fuck my always anxious butt ... sometimes doggy
style ... sometimes from the front with my legs over his shoulders.

Ed definitely helped to make the rest of my summer ... most enjoyable.

But Ed had some help ... as you will learn in Part 3.  Stay tuned ;-)

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real and what was fiction???

Ed is as I described him.  He did deliver my groceries and every time he
did he wanted to check out my muscles always asking me to pose and then
running his hands over my muscles.  I did see his hard dick when he had to
pee one day before leaving and didn't get the bathroom door quite closed.
Despite my experience in sex ... I was still somewhat shy so I never
brazenly made a pass at him or anything.  But I did tease him as best as a
13 year old could .. but he never took the bait.  Never touched me in
anyway any one could say was inappropriate.

He did come over some evenings after work ... just to check on me.  But we
would just sit out on the lawn chairs, talking and sipping on glasses of
lemonade.  His family was away that first week or so ... and until they
came home he used to sit and talk with me for a few hours each time he
dropped in.  But after his family returned, he would be gone in half an
hour or so.

But, the fantasy I wrote here is what I really wish had happened that day
he put that new product "Aloe Vera" on my sunburn.  He did apply it head to
toe ... but only on the back, butt and legs ... and only in a very
"fatherly" way.

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