Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2006 00:36:54 -0400
From: Benjamin More <benjamin102010@gmail.com>
Subject: A Swim at the Junction

DISCLAIMER:

The subject matter covered within involves sex between an
underage male and adult males.  If this type of story line
offends you or you are under the age of consent, please do
not read it - kindly move on to another story.
Additionally, if it is illegal to read this type of material
where you reside, please select another story to read.

I'd also be remiss not to mention the subject of safe sex.
My stories, seeing as they are based to some extent on fact
and that they took place from the fifties through to the
seventies, don't include the use of condoms - they were not
widely popular or used at that time.  However, today is
another story and another time; be smart and do the right
thing, use a condom.

If you wish to share your own personal experiences, by all
means, please contact me.

Benjamin

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A swim at the junction

My thirteenth summer and another Saturday; I awoke and saw
that it was a sunny morning.  No time to spare, got to clean
up, eat some cereal and head out to the lake for the day.
After cleaning up, I put on my briefs, dungarees, and a T-
shirt, and also my sneakers; red ball jets.  When going to
the lake I liked wearing my sneakers because I'd often wear
them into the water - the rocks sometimes could be slippery
and hard to walk around on.

After breakfast, I made a sandwich and filled my canteen
with water and left at about 8:00.  It normally takes about
an hour to walk; though if I stop to explore along the way,
then maybe longer.  And of course it could be shorter if
someone came along and gave me a ride.

I hadn't thought too much about what I'd do, just play
around, swim, nap, eat and swim some more.  The part of the
lake I enjoy has a few really big rocks, which are totally
smooth and are great to sit and lay on.

It wasn't but fifteen minutes or so after walking along the
dirt road when I heard a truck coming, I looked back and
could tell that it was Wendell - great, he'll give me a
ride, getting me there quicker.  Hey Michael, where you
going - to the junction and hang out for the day.  Hop in
Michael and I'll give you a ride; I've got time before
getting to the logging camp.

As we drove along, we talked, he told me how nice I looked
and asked about my parents, Uncle, and when I last heard
from Mark.  I filled him in on Uncle and Gary and then told
him I hadn't seen Mark in several weeks, though I thought he
was up in British Columbia; and as for the folks, they were
great, both working real hard.  Throughout the ride Wendell
kept his hand on either my left leg or on my crotch - that's
normally his routine now when we ride together.

Well Michael, we're here at the path - now you be careful
today and don't bother anyone who might be around.  Oh I'll
be good Wendell and I'm going to go up near the rocks to
swim, is never anyone around that part of the lake.

Wendell got to thinking that once he got to the logging
camp, he'd tell a few of his friends that he just gave a
sweet 13 year old boy a lift to the lake, and that the kid
was going to spend the day playing and swimming.  No one
knew anything about Michael and they didn't know that he
knew him - this past year he'd kept Michael as his own
personal secret and boy toy.

I headed up the path and within several minutes I was at the
lake; another hidden path circled up and around to the head
of the lake.  Aah there's the rocks I like, just before the
head of the lake; they're actually large smooth boulders
which jut out into the lake, creating somewhat of a private
area on one side and a shallow pool of water.  I put down my
knapsack, took off my T-shirt, and then my dungarees;
thought I might as well leave on my underwear and walk
around the lake a bit and look for arrowheads and quartz
rocks.  I continued on with my walk, my eyes looking all
around the ground for anything I could find.

Around the cove I noticed some paper bags, an empty
cigarette pack, and some bottles - appeared to be whiskey
bottles, I picked them all up and put them in a pile by some
rocks so that they wouldn't blow around.  I saw a nice worn
path and figured that it must at some point lead to the road
or maybe the logging camp.  I looked up and could see across
the lake to the rocks where my stuff was and decided to walk
back, take off my underwear and swim for awhile - and then
relax on the rocks.

As I got back to my spot, I looked over and thought I saw
movement around the trees; sure enough, some men walked from
the trees down to the shore, felt the water and then went
back, but not totally out of sight.

I wondered for a few minutes, well I thought, they're men,
nothing to worry about.  I stood up to take my underwear
off, hoping that there would be some type of positive sign
from across the lake.  Sure enough, the men were looking;
looked like three of them.  I raised my arms and gave a big
stretch, showing my full front for all to see.  It looked as
though they may have caught wind as to what was going on -
here was a game to be played.

I jumped off the rock and into the water, splashed around a
bit and began to float on my back.  After awhile I swam over
to the rock and came up out of the water, showing off my
butt.  I stretched and then rubbed my crotch - still don't
think anyone knew I had seen them.  About that time, I
started to spring a boner just thinking of them - I let it
go.  Believe that did it, two of the men stripped down to
their boxers.  I got back in the water and floated on my
back so that my boner was above the water line; then I swam
around a bit; under water and above and floating again to
show my cock.  I came back around the rocks and glanced over
and saw that the other man was now down to his boxers and
all three were sitting on the shore smoking and sharing
drinks out of a bottle - probably whiskey.  This time in
getting out of the water, I rubbed my hand over my butt and
rubbed my fingers along my butt crack - up on the rocks, I
stretched and rubbed my hard cock several times and pinched
my nipples.  Now was the time to lie down and just let
nature take its course.

One man started to walk along the shore to the narrowest
point and then got in the water; I could tell he was going
to come over.  I didn't say anything or make it known that I
knew he was around.  I somewhat closed my eyes, peeping out
a bit, and saw that he was just about at the rocks.  Hey kid
what are you doing - Oh Hi Mister, just laying here; I've
been swimming and now resting.  Great day for swimming he
said; why don't you come in and swim with me for a few
minutes; you can tell me where the deepest parts are so that
I can point them out to my friends over there - I looked up
and waved at them, they waved back.

I knew exactly what this could lead to so into the water I
went, seeing as it was shallow I was able to swim a few
strokes and then finish walking over to him.  I got right up
behind him and started to tell him where the deep and
shallow points were, I moved closer to him so that my hard
boner hit his butt, think I heard a moan - I went on to tell
him where the cold spots were, pointing while talking and
was at that point as close as I could get - my hard cock was
right up against him.  Watch the rocks I said, easy to slip,
which I did, I balanced myself by grabbing his waste and
letting my hands drop down his front, landing on his crotch
- it was hard as a rock.  I looked over to the shore and
noticed that the other men were watching and not missing
anything - even looked as though they were playing with
their cocks.

See Mister I told you the rocks were slippery and I moved
around to his front.  I told him other interesting things
about the lake and then I turned so that my back was to him;
he moved closer to me, almost to my butt.  I decided to sink
down and get wet and when I came back up I came up so that
my butt rubbed up against his front - his cock hit up
against my butt.  We stood for a few seconds and then he got
about as close as he could to me and I could tell that his
cock was now out through his fly because I could feel it
touching my butt.  Touch shit, I thought, I want him in me;
so I moved back more and pushed up against him - a moan came
forth, I pushed back some more and he put his arms around me
and raised me somewhat - great, that's what I wanted - our
bodies came in contact again but this time I reached back
and took hold of his cock - a loud moan, I directed his cock
to my butt crack, he lowered me more, I positioned it right
at my opening and moved back towards him; he pushed hard -
Aah, oh - you OK kid, yes, just hurts a little Mister -
please shove your cock in me - once you get in I'll be OK.
The man was about to lose it, he shoved while holding me up
in the water and in he went.  What a feeling, immersed in
water with a cock up my butt!

Oh Mister, please screw me hard, please Mister - he did just
that, thrusting and plowing me as if it was a normal
occurrence for him.  Oh yes Mister, get all the way in me,
screw me hard, I want to feel your throbbing cock inside of
me, all the way inside of me, as far as you can get.  Oh
yes, I can feel your balls against my butt, oh that feels so
good.  Hard and fast, please, faster Mister!

Sometime during the plowing, the other two guys arrived at
the shore and grassy clearing by the rocks; both were naked,
totally erect and each one bigger than the other; appears
that my first guy was the smallest and I was going to work
up two more notches!

Oh Mister, yes, harder, give me everything, don't hold back.
The other two guys could hardly contain themselves.  I want
to feel you cum inside me, filling my hole.  Before long, he
was screaming out with pleasure and I was enjoying myself.
Yes, release it, release it in me.  Then it was over.  He
took a deep breath and let out a sigh and he helped me out
of the water and on up to the shore.  I pulled some towels
out of the knapsack and placed them on the ground and sat
down.

I looked up at both of the guys, hoping that the smaller of
the two would approach - I looked at him and smiled and he
did just as I wanted.  He knelt down by me; I took his cock
in my hand and sat up to take it in my mouth.  I leaned
back, rolled over, and raised my butt - he knew that it
meant he was being called.  He mounted me, slowly and
carefully entering me, moaning as he was going, while I
encouraged him on.  He became an animal of sorts, screwing
me like some mad dog.  It was forceful with no regard for
me, but it was OK, after all I invited him and decided that
I had to take what was being given out.  Within seconds he
let me have his cum.  He pulled out of me and gave me a
little slap on my butt and said thanks kid!

The last guy asked if I was OK, and I said sure.  He then
asked if I needed anything and I told him no; though I
wanted his big hard cock up my butt.  He expressed his
concern that he thought I already had been through far too
much, and that he was too big for me.  Please Mister, I want
that cock of yours in my butt, I want to be one with you -
please.  I reached out for him and his two friends pushed
him towards me.  I was on my side in a heartbeat and within
seconds that gloriously large and hard cock was entering my
hole - Ouch, Aah!  See kid I told you I was too big for you.
No, no - just get it into me, push it into me, and I'll be
OK.  And so it was done - and with the amount of cum in my
butt, he slid right in.  He was thrusting and plowing with
ease - the moans and whimpers from him were numerous.  He
whispered to me that he had never had such a tight butt; and
also never one so slick and accommodating.  Take me, oh yes,
take me.  That hard and huge cock was unbelievable, not like
Wendell, but great just the same.  What with all the cum in
my butt and his huge cock, I felt totally filled - waiting
in anticipation for him to fill me with even more cum.  And
while I was dreaming and enjoying the moment he let go and
let go.  His cum was flowing into me and all the while he
kept on plowing me deeper and deeper - it was incredible;
then it was over.

Can we help you in any way kid?  Oh no, thanks guys, I
enjoyed it.  I'll be OK.  They hurriedly walked off around
the shore.

I was back in the lake and saw them wave - I waved back.
Then there was a Hello Michael!  I looked around and it was
Wendell.  Hey Wendell glad you're here - come on in the
water.  He undressed and pulled his briefs down - there was
that huge piece of meat that I'd grown to love and
appreciate over the past year.  In to the water he came and
right up to me.

And did you enjoy yourself today young man, he asked.  Oh
yes Wendell, let me tell you about it.  While telling him, I
got hard and he began to jack me off - and off I did; it was
fantastic what with the build up of sexual energy all day.
After telling him about the last guy he said, Oh Michael,
was he as good as me?  No way Wendell!  And your screwing is
even better, but maybe I should compare while I still
remember what he was like!  And of course he obliged and
while that wonderfully huge piece of meat was up my butt, he
told me that he had set the whole thing up.

Oh thank you Wendell - this was a great day!