Date: Fri, 17 Jun 2005 15:26:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Swim Float (7)

Chris and I cuddled on the float, enjoying the lingering pleasures of our
orgasms. The sky was alive with the brilliance of a zillion stars, painted
across the total black backdrop of space, and the gentle rocking of the
swim float was soothing. We touched each other gently, hands roaming across
cool flesh, eliciting the occasional small groan of pleasure, each from the
other.

 I loved touching him, and just plain looking at his naked body. So smooth
and creamy, the tautness of his youthful skin, with the barely defined
muscles just below. The near total lack of body hair, save for his budding
pubes, and the firm little nipples, so sensitive to stimulation. The flat
softness of his lower tummy, as it curved inward at his slim wait, then
flared slightly, at his slender hips. The paler colored vee of his groin
area, that ended as his smooth and shapely legs began, then ended, again
flaring slightly at his ankles, and ending with his smallish feet and toes.

 And the center of him, both front, and back! Incredible! His youthful
boyhood, so small, and cute, in repose, but so quick to excitement, rapidly
reacting to the slightest of stimulations, unfurling to its full hardness,
and thickness, jutting proudly from his sparse pubic growth. Granite hard,
yet smooth as melting butter to the touch, the shaft pulsing with his rapid
heartbeats, the rounded head glistening with his oozing excitement.

 And the balls, again incredible! So tight to his body, nestled snugly in
the hairless little bag, slightly wrinkled, with the center seam so plainly
visible, begging to be tongue bathed. And the firm marbles beneath the
sensitive skin, so reactive to being fondled, and gently sucked, each of
its own, or both together.

And that perfect bubble! So beautifully rounded, and firm. Each creamy
cheek a perfect handful, divided by the deep cleft that leads to his very
core, the tightly wrinkled center of the boy, his personal entrance to
heaven! So very sensitive, and receptive to tender touches, and licks! So
snug, yet pliable, spreading, and opening itself to gentle probing, giving
way to the warm, velvet smooth tunnel, a place of unbelievable snugness,
intense heat, and indescribable pleasure.

It was going to be a long time, if ever, before I was again able to deny
myself these many wonders. I no longer understood how, or why, I had
resisted my urges to know the many wonders of a young boy, but having
sampled the wonders of the forbidden garden, there could be no going back,
I knew.

Chris stirred next to me, bringing me out of my reverie, and grinned at me,
asking quietly, "Swim..?" I nodded, sliding my palm down his soft tummy,
then gently cupping his snug ball sack, and answered, "Sounds good, sure!"
He flexed his hips slightly, pressing his tight scrotum against my hand
briefly, and said teasingly, "Well....actually...those gotta go with
me...they're, like, attached!" I chuckled, and gave the small marbles a
gentle squeeze, then let go, saying, `Awww....darn...I wanted to keep `em..!"
He giggled, and rolled off the float, quietly slipping into the lake, me
right behind him.

We paddled around a while, enjoying the refreshing water on the warm night,
then, re-boarded the float. He nudged me over on my back, and straddled my
middle, his firm butt capturing my cock under him. He leaned back, his
hands on my thighs behind him, and I ran my hands over his chest, teasing
his puffy nipples into stiffness. I stroked his soft tummy, and smiled, as
I watched his perfect cock expand, and grow rock hard, jutting straight out
from his groin. I moved down, and gripped it, sliding the smooth skin over
the internal hardness of it, as he rocked his head back, and moaned softly.

I stroked his thin shaft, and thumbed his smooth cock head, my other hand
running fingertips up and down his inner thighs, and teasing his snug
balls. His excitement grew, and I smiled at his youthful powers of
recovery. Less than hour since our intense coupling, and he was fully ready
to produce another copious offering of his creamy fluids. I thumbed his
spongy cock head again, and gathered the wetness I found there, spreading
it over the head, and eliciting soft moans of pleasure from the boy.

A few more minutes of this, and I gently tugged on his rampant boyhood,
urging him closer. He understood, and scooted his creamy butt further up my
body, and rose up slightly, his boney knees settling on either side of my
head. I stroked his drooling boyhood, and lifted my head slightly. He
smiled, and nodded, then flexed his slim hips, following my hand, as I
slipped his sweet meat deeply inside my mouth. He groaned deeply, and my
hands captured his firm melons, pulling him deeper, as I swallowed his cock
head into my soft throat. "Ahhh, Man...that's so awesome..!" he growled, and
his hips flexed, moving his pulsing cock I and out of my throat.

I sucked his perfect cock, and kneaded the sweet cheeks of his ass, my
finger probing his small pucker from time to time. He rolled his head side
to side, and moaned, gently fucking my mouth, as I applied suction,
desperate to again feel his powerful explosion, and to savor the creamy
nectar of his balls! Suddenly he grunted, and thrust strongly into my
mouth, his butt lifting off my chest. I seized the moment, and slipped a
finger into his hot tunnel, and stabbed at his hard gland, strumming it,
over and over, adding strong suction to his drooling boy meat! He thrust
once again, his head rolling back, and he roared loudly,
"UHggg....Aggggg...fucuuck....cummin..!" His boy cock literally jerked in my
mouth, the shaft swelling strongly, then erupting, spewing forth his
pellets, several strong jets in a rapid succession, spraying across my
tongue, as I swallowed his essence, actually gulping, to match his flow!

Spent then, he retreated, his shrinking tool slipping from my bruised lips,
and he collapsed onto me, as I wrapped my arms around his slender body,
holding him tightly. We were still then, and cuddled that way, recovering
our normal breathing. Slowly, he untangled, and lifted his head to grin at
me sweetly, before leaning down, and lightly brushing his lips on mine. He
pulled back, and smiled, saying, "This is gonna be the best summer
ever...you are hella something, for sure!" I smiled, and ruffled his soft
hair, then told him, "Chris...for me...it's not a summer...this time with
you....has been my lifetime....!"

Shortly after, we parted for the last time, each of us swimming to our
respective shores. In the early morning, I repacked the camper, checked out
of the RV Park, and resumed my travels on the road of life, knowing that I
was forever changed, and in a good way, all thanks to the swim float!

The End
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