Date: Wed, 5 Apr 2017 01:01:50 +0000
From: Corey Bennett <Bennett89Corey@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Swimming with Lance",  Gay-Adult Youth

 This is a recollection of one of my best memories. Some might consider it
difficult to accept, but I never felt that way about it. I had done a bunch
of experimenting with my best friend and with a cousin by the time the
following took place.


  It was around the time I had turned 13, I had my first experience with an
older guy. It was at scout camp and was with the guy that was taking the
place of our regular leader for the 2 week camping session. I didn't have a
tent partner since my best friend who was going to be with me, could not go
on the trip. I spent the first 3 nights in a tent alone, but then Lance,
the substitute leader, suggested I bunk in with him. I think he was about
27 years old. He had a very fit, jock bod with curly blond hair and a
killer smile. I was always tall for my age then about 5'8", still mostly
smooth bod, but my junk had grown and I had sprouted a wispy ring of
pubes. I thought Lance was a wicked hot looking guy and I know I had a
boy-crush/hero worship going for him, so I was happy to share a tent with
him. After a few days with him, I would take every chance I got to watch
him change his clothing, strip for a swim or a shower and I think he soon
got the idea I was checking him out. He got very casual about how often I
saw him in his boxers and if he changed out of them he would seem stay
naked a little longer than he needed to when changing into swim
trunks. Maybe he was happy to give me bit of a show. I decided to do the
same and probably found a few too many reasons to change into or out of my
swim trunks or whatever I was wearing in front of him.

  One day when we were swimming, he suggested a swim across the lake. We
swam away from all the rest of the guys in the troop, to the opposite side
of the lake and climbed out onto some boulders that were along the
shore. There was a path that lead up the side of the mountain and up to
some rock ledges the overlooked the lake. We could see back to the swimming
area on the other side but when we stretched out to enjoy the sun we could
not be seen from the other side of the lake. We talked a long time and he
told me he liked spending time with me even though I was "just a kid..." I
laughed with him about saying that. We were both on our backs and didn't
talk for a long while and from the sound of his breathing I thought that he
fell asleep. I slowly leaned up over him and looked his body. Thinking
about it now, I know I wondered should I kiss him?


   I don't know how long I was looking at him, but I admired his tight pecs
with just a little ring of hair around his nips and then a hot looking
brown/blond treasure trail leading down into his shorts. I very carefully
reached over and touched the top of that line of hair. I was fascinated
since I was still pretty much hairless. His skin was warm to my touch, I
ran my fingertips up and down this hair line to the top of his shorts. I
let my hand rest on his stomach, feeling it rise and fall with his
breathing. I pushed the tips of my fingers to the waist band of his shorts
but was too scared to do more. I really wanted to feel him up more,
especially when it looked like his junk got a little stiff from my touch. I
slid my hand up his chest again, then thought maybe I was doing too much so
looked at him, his face, his lips, wanting to kiss him but too timid to try
that. So I kissed the tips of my fingers and very lightly touched them to
his lips. I was very nervous about what I had done, so I laid back down
next to Lance and closed my eyes, smiling at the fact I got the chance to
touch him.

   I rested there for a while then I sensed Lance moving and he was sitting
up leaning over me. Then I heard him whisper my name, when I didn't answer,
I guessed he thought I was sleeping. After a few moments I felt a very
light touch of his fingers glide down my chest to my navel. It was all I
could do not to scream out, I think I did gasp a little but still pretended
to be sleeping. He said my name again but I remained silent. He was slowly
gliding his fingers over my chest, nips, stomach, and abs AND then along
the top band of my swim shorts. It sent tingles and shivers all through my
body. I guess he knew by then I was not sleeping, but I didn't want him to
stop so I kept my eyes closed tightly, it felt so good. When he started
sliding the tips of his fingers inside the top band of my shorts, I
realized I was fully hard, my nearly 5" stiffness tight and hard inside my
shorts. His finger tips were now rubbing across the tip of my cock tip
along the pee slit. I felt him start to open the top of my shorts and soon
they were fully open and he was pushing them down, I lifted up my hips to
let him slide them down my smooth thighs. My now raging hard tween-cock
slapped up against my body.  He wrapped his hand around my cock, gave it a
nice squeeze and then was slowly stroking it. I know my breathing was
getting heavier as I was very excited by this time.

I was going wild as he stroked my cock. The movement of his hand on my cock
stopped, he held it tightly at the base. It was then I felt his breath
close to me. He hand left my cock and was replaced with his mouth. I was
getting sucked! I know I started pushing my hips up and down and his hand
was rubbing over my stomach and soon I started to get the most intense
tingling sensations in the pit of my stomach. In a few more seconds I was
in heaven, experiencing my orgasm. I was cumming and he was swallowing all
I had to offer...not a lot but I did shoot. When I finished he looked up at
me smiling... I am pretty sure I was smiling back at him and all he said
was we better get back with the guys on the other side of the lake. As I
put my shorts back on, I could see he was very hard and tenting in his
shorts. All I could think about was what it would be like touching and even
sucking Lance's cock.

We didn't talk as we swam back to the others, but that night in our tent
alone, he started to say something about how he should not have done what
he did. I didn't say anything for a while, then I just looked at him and
asked how about if I could try doing the same to him. When he saw I was
smiling, he was too and that night I got my first taste of man cock and
even though I choked a little, I swallowed when he fill my mouth with his
hot load. I will write again and tell all about that next time if you liked
this part.