Date: Fri, 27 May 2005 13:45:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Swim Float (Part 3)

We lay quietly on the slowly rocking swim float, as Chris recovered from
the rather impulsive blow job I had just administered. I really hadn't
planned on rushing things that way, I just sort of lost control, given his
naked beauty, and his surprisingly obvious receptiveness to my heated
advance. What's a guy to do, being a long term, in-denial, boy lover, who
suddenly finds a perfect, rock-hard, 14 year old cock staring him in the
face? Suck it, right? OK, then, so shoot me!

I propped myself up on one side, head resting in my hand, and lightly ran
my other hand over his satin smooth chest, and soft tummy. Chris folded his
arms behind his head, and sighed contentedly. "Man, Rick!" He said, "That
was amazing!" I chuckled, and gently tweaked his puffy nipple, answering,
"Can't argue with that, Sport, seems like maybe you've been sort of saving
that one up!" He giggled that little sound, and said, "Yea...well, I have,
actually...I haven't hooked up with a grownup since Jason, and that was,
like, way last summer!" I slid my hand down his torso, and gently gripped
his firm cock in my fist, passing my thumb over the spongy head, and asked
him, "So, you're kind of into us older Dudes, are you?" He flexed his hips,
thrusting his awakening cock into my groping hand, and said, "For sure,
yea, but it's not like I get much chance to hookup that way....actually,
just Jason...now you...but, I think about it lots." I moved my hand lower,
and cupped his snug ball sack, gently probing the orbs with my fingers, and
he let out a small groan.

I continued stroking him, alternating between his cock, and his balls, and
he turned slightly toward me, moving his hand between us, and gripping my
own throbbing erection. "Whoa....nice dick, Dude!" He chirped, and I
replied, "Glad you like it, Hotstuff, just feel free to...whatever...!" He
grinned at me, and stroked my shaft several times, mumbling, "Cool!" I felt
my precum drooling as he continued rubbing my cock, and I added a small
groan of my own to the mix of sounds he was making. I smiled to myself,
when I realized he had fully recovered, and grown totally hard in my hand,
again. "Hmm...sweet...nice to be you, and 14!" He giggled, and nodded his
cute head in agreement. Looking into tjhose killer blues, I said, "I could
really go for more of that sweet cream of yours...!" And with that, I
shifted, scooting out full length beside him, my head pointed at his feet,
and moved over his erection, slipping my tongue out, and lapping over his
shiny cock head. "OHhh YEA...!" He moaned, and shifted his head into my
crotch, feeding my leaking cock into his sweet, lush, lips. "UMmm...!" I
mumbled, and slid his rock hard 5 inches into my mouth, my hand still
groping his nice nuts.

In a minute, or two, we had a nice rhythm going, avidly demonstrating our
individual cock sucking skills, as well as our 69 combination. The
beautiful moonlit night was near totally silent, save for our combined
groans, and the enticing slurping noises we were making as we executed the
mutual suck-off, keeping rhythm with the gentle rocking of the float. I
paused a moment in sucking him, and gently tongued his snug ball sack,
taking each small ball into mouth in turn, and zoning in on the incredible
sensations the boy was bringing to my throbbing cock. Damn, I thought, this
kid can seriously suck a cock, for being barely 14...Jason must be some
teacher! He continued his magic a bit longer, and I felt it coming, my nuts
giving off that tell-tale dull ache, and beginning to pull up closer to my
groin. I slid his ball out of my mouth, and lapped the shaft of his now
leaking cock, and told him softly, " Going to be real soon now,
Chris....just too good!" No reply, and his magic rhythm continued, and I
grinned inwardly, happily swallowing his boyhood, once more. His hand
slipped between my thighs then, and latched onto my balls, tugging them
gently, as he moved his head up and down my drooling cock, until he pushed
me over the edge, and my cock erupted, spewing forth several strong jets of
my cumm, filling his mouth, and he stayed right with me, rapidly swallowing
my entire offering.

I had paused in sucking him as my balls emptied into his talented mouth,
and now I attacked his pulsing rod with renewed vigor, eager to once again
feast on his creamy boy load. He was thrusting his hips, and banging his
fists onto the float deck, and I was savoring the acrid flavor of his
copious precum flow, when he grunted loudly, and drove upward, driving his
now spitting cock into my throat. I moved back quickly, leaving just the
swollen head of his cock on my tongue, and stroked his slick shaft with my
fingers, until he exploded again, blasting his thick, sweet, cream across
my tongue in several strong pulses. Finished shooting, he sank back, and I
released his spent cock from my mouth. I sat up, holding his tasty load in
my overfull mouth, rolling my tongue around, and relishing the rich flavor,
before swallowing his essence. He smiled up at me, the brilliant white
teeth flashing in the moonlight, and said, "Yep....amazing...!" I chuckled,
and nodded in total agreement, and replied, "Swim time, Hotstuff...I
seriously need a little cool down!" With that, we slipped quietly over the
side of the float, and into the dark, cool, water of the lake.

We paddled around quietly, not wishing to draw any attention from either
shore, and the water felt awesome on my naked body. Skinny-dipping is truly
an erotic event, something about the buoyancy of the water, and how it
makes your cock and balls feel almost weightless, I guess. We groped each
others stuff a bit, and generally had a fun time, then paddled back to the
float. I hooked a leg through the ladder rung, and reached out to pull
Chris close to me, his head resting against my chest, and my arms going
around his slim body, and stroking his back. I let my hands drift down his
back, and then cupped each of his firm little ass cheeks in a hand,
kneading them gently, as he purred against my chest. I worked the tight
little buns in my hands, and slipped a finger into his warm cleft, probing
gently, and moving back toward his special treasure. He moaned softly, and
his head shifted on my chest, and I gasped, when I felt his warm, full,
lips capture my nipple, his wet tongue flicking at the small, sensitive,
mound. "Hmmm....nice...I like that!" I murmured, and my finger made contact
with his tight little pucker. I moved the tip of my finger back and forth
across his treasure, and he sighed, lifting his mouth from my swollen
nipple, and said, "Yea..?...well, cool....and...I...like....THAT....too!"
And he moved to suckle my other small nipple.

Music to my ears, I thought! God, could it be possible...I wondered...what
had transpired between the boy and myself already, had been more than I'd
ever hoped to actually experience, and now, here he is expressing pleasure
in my probing his sweet little boy pussy! Oh God...please...! I silently
hoped, and added a bit of pressure to my finger. Chris groaned deeply, as
my finger wiggled over the tiny, firm, ridges that ringed his little hole,
and jumped, slightly, when I pushed inward, the tip of my finger sliding
past his pucker, and into his warm tunnel. "AGgg.....yea....shit,
yea...ohhh...please, Dude.....do THAT...!" He moaned, and I inched a little
deeper into his velvet smoothness.

He flexed against me, adjusting his hold on me, and I felt his legs open
wider. My rock hard cock was scrunched between us, and his hand slid down
there, and gripped me, squeezing, and releasing my swollen shaft, as I
worked the full length of my finger inside him, and wiggled it
around. "FUCK...!" He grunted, "that feels SO freeking good!" He squeaked,
"Finger me good, Dude...please...!" Being under water helped, I'm sure,
supplying some natural lube to ease my entry into the snugness of his boy
pussy, and before I knew it, I had 2 fingers fully embedded in his hot
chute, and was managing to strum his hard little prostate on my in and out
strokes. He was chanting steady groans now, his face against my chest, and
his hand still working my cock as best he could, given the tight closeness
of our bodies. I felt his tight pucker open slightly, and I spread my
fingers apart, opening him further, and stabbing at his small gland. His
head came off my chest, and he looked into my eyes, a flushed look on his
almost pretty face, and his azure eyes gleaming on the moonlight, and he
said, throatily, "Fuck me, Rick...you just gotta, Dude....please....I
really want it in me...please!" My cock was so hard, I was afraid it was
going to snap off my body, and hearing Chris practically begging me to bury
it inside him made it just that much harder! Sliding my fingers from his
ass, I quickly gripped the boy by his hairless armpits, and all but threw
his slim body up onto the float, and quickly scrambled up after him.

He was lying flat on his back on the raft, his cute cock jutting straight
up, and pulsing against his groin, shimmering wetly in the moonlight. I
dropped to my knees, and straddled his chest, his hand furiously grabbing
at my aching cock, then, pulling me forward, and jamming my cock onto his
mouth. "Agggg....whoa..!" I moaned, as he sucked me, one hand firmly
tugging at my swollen balls. He slurped my dick, and I reached behind, to
stroke his rock hard tool, until he released me, and hissed, "Do it,
Dude...right now...you just GOTTA....fuck me, man!" I rose up, and flipped
the boy over onto his tummy, that creamy ass coming into full view, as he
tucked his knees under him, lifting, and presenting that perfect bubble
butt to my hungry eyes. God, what a beauty...small and tight, twin globes,
creamy skin, the severe contrast of his tan line making it appear even more
creamy! The cleft that separated the twin melons was slightly darker, and I
gripped a sweet cheek in each hand, spreading them, and opening his special
spot to my clear view. I hungrily drank in the beauty of the boy pussy
before me, enhanced by the visibility of his snug ball sack below. He was
completely hairless here, his pucker a tan/pink tone, the tight ridges of
tissue plainly visible, surrounding his entrance. I laid down between his
wide stretched legs, and buried my face into that incredible boy ass, my
tongue stabbing at his tight hole, and driving through, to slip an inch or
so inside him!

"OHhhhhh......fuck....yessss.....!" Chris growled, and I worked my tongue
inside him, dredging up heavy saliva, and drooling it across his pucker to
slick him. After tonguing his sweet butt a while, I pulled away, and
scooted up on my knees behind him, and gripped my drooling shaft, centering
it at his very core. The preum coated head made contact with his hungry
pucker, and he groaned again, "Yea.....oh God...YES...hurry, Dude...! My
head was pounding with my overheated heartbeat, and I just stared for a
minute, the head of my cock looked enormous, where it pressed against his
tiny pucker, and I saw his hole actually winking, as his own passions
prepared his body for what was about to happen. I sucked in a deep breath,
and it flashed through my mind that I was about to fulfill a near lifelong
dream, then, I steadily applied forward pressure, and watched, in
amazement, as my cock slowly disappeared inside him, my brain screaming
with the intense sensation of his warmth, and tightness, gripping my
pulsing shaft! Chris released a long, steady, grunt, as inch by inch, my
thickness slipped inside him, until my pubes were pressed against those
upturned globes. "Ohhhh......fuck...fuck....fuck...!" he chanted, and I
stopped dead, holding my breath, and relishing the multi-watt jolts my
nervous system was registering, as a thousand thoughts all rushed through
my mind at once.

I flexed my shaft inside him, and felt him clamp down in response, and I
slipped back a couple of inches, my eyes drilled onto the sight of my cock
reappearing part way, from his clutching pussy. Oh My God, I thought, look
at THAT...and the picture was indelibly imprinted onto my memory bank,
never, ever, to be forgotten! I moved back in, and Chris grunted some more,
and I slipped an arm under him, my hand wrapping around his throbbing cock,
and jerking it, my fingers feeling the wetness of his flowing precum. "You
OK, Chris...?" I asked, and he grunted, then hissed through a tightly
locked jaw, "Fuck Yes...just...big...sooo full....!" My balls were
literally on fire, and I fought desperately against the incredible urge to
just blow my load then, and there! I withdrew again, this time a bit
further, and again gasped at the shear beauty of our union, then slid the
whole thing back into him, again. His anal muscles were unbelievable, as he
slightly rocked his creamy butt, and flexed, and relaxed, his inner
muscles, effectively milking my invader, as I slipped it in, and out of
him, getting a serious rhythm going, my hand matching it, as I stroked his
leaking boy meat. "Ungg....Ungg..Ungg...!" He sang, and I kept at it,
locating his prostate, and bumping my cock over it on each
stroke. "Ohhh...God...Yesss....thats.....sooo...awesome...!" He croaked,
each time I bumped his hard little nut, and after maybe 15 or 20 long
strokes, I felt his cock surge in my fist, and spasm several times, as he
pumped his sweet, creamy, load onto the surface of the swim float! "Oh yea,
baby-boy....good job...cumm for me, baby....good boy...!" I panted, milking
his shooting tool for all its treasure.

Finished, Chris slid his hands under his head, cushioning his head from the
wooden float, and rolled his beautiful butt under me, pushing back at my
driving cock, clamping his incredible muscles firmly onto me, as I gripped
his slim hips, and drove in and out of that unworldly softness! God, if you
have any plans to take me, do it now...I have now known the true meaning of
life... I thought to myself, my whole being utterly incredulous, and having
real difficulty in comprehending the multitude of sensations exploding
within me! My swinging balls slapped loudly against his firm skin, as I
bottomed out in the soft heat of his tunnel, and I felt them literally
expand in my sack, then give an upward lurch, as my cumm ripped forth to
race down the length of my aching cock, and erupt, blasting strong rope,
after rope, after rope, of my thick cream into the boy, thoroughly painting
his tender insides with my goo! "Ugg...Ugg...Ugg..!" I roared with each
ejection of my semen into him, and the sweat poured down my face, my heart
threatening to explode in my chest!

Spent, and exhausted, I just collapsed forward onto his back, causing him
to go flat out onto the float deck, with me sprawled over his back, panting
like a dying man, and licking, and biting, the soft skin of his shoulders,
and neck. "Oh God...Chris...baby...damn...!" I huffed in my ragged
breathes, "Just...Oh...GOD...!" He squirmed out to one side, and half
turned toward me, his arm going over my back, and snuggled into me, his
still leaking boy cock resting on my thigh. He looked at me, and once again
I was lost in the azure blue pools, and his radiant smile, as he said
softly, "Uh huh....OH GOD...is.....right!"

(To Be Continued)
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