Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2012 15:54:18 -0800 (PST)
From: s s <subanalslut@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Beach Boy and the Muscle Guy

This story is a fantasy involving sex between a teenage boy and older men.
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For those of you who don't know me, my name is Ben, and I just graduated
from college.  I enjoy looking back into the not-so-distant past to write
about my experiences growing up...

The summer that I was twelve, I spent as much time as possible at the
beach.  I wanted to get as tan as possible, until my hair looked more
platinum than golden against my skin.  My parents were easy to convince
that I didn't need some sort of summer program or babysitter to keep me
occupied, and I loved my time spent on the beach.  I would do some casual
swimming, and I also loved lying in the sun checking out all the guys, so I
took the train out of the city to the beach as many days of the week as I
could.  And any time I saw a guy who seemed interested, I would try to get
him to pick me up.

I guess most guys are pretty cautious about approaching young boys on the
beach.  Even though I got some interested glances back, most of them were
men who were there with their kids or something, not willing to risk
drawing attention to themselves.
 It wasn't all aimless flirting, though.  I did have a few guys who got
more than interested.  Especially once I figured out that the guys who
tended to hang out where the sand dunes turned into a more forested area
way down at the far end of the beach weren't always there for just the sand
and the sun.

So, it became part of my beach routine to wander through this part of the
beach a few times every day I was there, just to enjoy the special energy
you could feel in the air with all of the guys cruising each other.

I did this as usual one morning after I had been lying in the sun for about
half an hour.  It was a perfect summer weekday, so the beach wasn't nearly
as crowded as it would have been on a weekend.  As I was 'casually'
strolling through the dunes, past the wooded area, I passed a couple of
guys who looked like they had JUST stuffed their dicks back into their
swimsuits when they heard me coming.
 I gave a little smirk as I walked by, feeling my own swimsuit tenting up
at the crotch.

A little while later, I was using the restroom down by that end of the
beach when one of the guys came in.
 He looked like he was in his late twenties or early thirties, which is
younger than the guys I was usually attracted to.  He was really hot in a
way, though.  Deep tan, really ripped muscles, tattoos on both arms and a
pierced nipple.  He was wearing a pair of Abercrombie shorts over his
swimsuit, and mirrored aviator sunglasses.  He walked up to the urinal next
to me, even though there wasn't anyone else in there.

"Do you know what you interrupted back there kid?" he asked as he pulled
his shorts down.

"I wasn't trying to interrupt anything!"

"I was gonna get my cock sucked until you spooked that guy!  Now look at
me!" he said, directing my attention to his dick, which was sticking
straight out of his shorts.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to interrupt you guys."

"That's what I told him, that you were just some horny kid wandering
around, looking for trouble.
 Was I right?"

I nodded.

"In that case, kid, you found it.  Imma let you finish what he started."
Without bothering to hide his hard on he walked over to the large
handicapped stall in the corner of the bathroom.  "Come on kid, it's
waiting for ya!"

I walked into the stall and pulled the door shut behind me.  He was sitting
on the toilet with his legs spread and his shorts and swimsuit down around
his ankles.  His dick was just like the rest of him.  It was thick and
veiny, like his muscular body, and his pubes were trimmed down to just a
little triangle above his cock, which was encircled along with his balls by
a thick chrome cockring.  And he was totally tan, without any lines.  He
grabbed it around the base and waved it at me, beckoning me over to him.

I walked over and crouched between his spread legs.  His skin smelled
slightly salty, like the ocean.
 He was shaved totally smooth except for that patch over his cock.
 It felt strange against my skin, since I was used to older guys with hairy
bodies.  He rubbed the tip of his cock across my lips, smearing them with a
little precum.  I licked my lips, and around the head of his cock.
 He put his hand on the back of my head, drawing me closer to him so that
more of his shaft slid into my mouth.

I could feel my lips stretching around his thick, veiny cock.  I looked up
along his muscular body to see him playing with his pierced nipple.  "You
are a better cocksucker than that guy was ever going to be, kid!" he said.
Just then, I could hear the door to the restroom open and he put his finger
to his lips, winking at me behind his sunglasses.  I winked back and kept
sucking.  The person who had come in flushed a urinal then left, and he
started thrusting a little faster.

I slid my hands up his smooth, muscular thighs until they were wrapped
around the base of his cock with one hand cupping his smooth balls, pushed
tight against their soft skin by the cockring.  I tugged them gently,
feeling his cock swell in my mouth as I did.

"You ready to taste my load kid?" he muttered under his breath.  I just
winked at him again and sucked faster.  The veins in his chest and neck
stood out as he grimaced in pleasure, trying not to make too much noise.
His cock seemed to swell again, so my lips were stretched as wide open
around it as they could go.  He grunted and pushed my head down on his cock
as he shot.  I could feel the spurts of cum hitting the back of my throat,
over and over.
 I coughed a little, and pulled back just enough for the last few squirts
to land across my lips and drip down onto my chest.  I licked my lips as we
both caught our breath.

"Do you want to go somewhere more private for another round kid?  I live
pretty close to here."

"Sure, I think we would be even more comfortable at your place."

"Great, lets get out if here!" he said as he stood up, pulling up his
swimsuit and shorts.  I pulled a pair of shorts out of my backpack and
stepped into them, a few drips of cum drying down my tanned chest.

No one gave us a second glance as we walked to the parking lot and climbed
into his jeep.  He backed out of his parking spot and pulled my head down
into his lap.
 "No reason not to enjoy the ride, right kid?" he laughed.

"You got that right!" I agreed, nuzzling the bulge his shorts, which was
already starting to swell and stiffen again.  I pulled them down just
enough so that all that was left between my mouth and his erection was the
thin, stretchy fabric of his swimsuit.  I traced the contour of his cock
through the fabric with my tongue.  By the time we got to his place (not
very long, like he said), the front of his swimsuit was soaked with my spit
and he was leaking precum.  Luckily, he had a garage, so people walking
past on the street couldn't see the state we were in!

I followed him into the building and his first floor apartment.  It was
kinda a mess, with clothes piled on one end of the couch in front of a big
flat screen TV, and a set of weights where most people probably would have
had a dining room table.  He turned on the stereo to some electronic house
music and waved me through the door to the bedroom, which was mostly taken
up by a king sized mattress on the floor.

"How old are you, anyway, kid?" he asked, dropping himself down to sprawl
on the bed.

"Twelve." I smirked.

"Jesus, you really are the youngest I ever had.  Do your parents know you
are such a little slut?"

"Nope!  I don't think there is any reason for them to need to know any of
that!" I laughed.

"Right, what they don't know can't hurt them.  And in the meantime you get
to have your fun.
 I like the way you think kid."

"Is that all you like?"

"No, I also like the way you suck cock.  Speaking of which..." he pulled
his shorts and swimsuit off, his semi hard dick flopping out. "He misses
you, kid."

I dropped my backpack onto the floor and pulled my shorts and swimsuit off
in on motion, hooking my thumbs in the waistbands and tugging them down.

"I love how naturally smooth you are kid!  From the back you almost look
like a really hot chick."

"I guess I will take that as a compliment."

"Lets just say I swing both ways, but right now I'm swinging straight in
your direction, so get ready!"

"Oh, I am ready!"  I said, laughing.

"Then enough conversation.  Your mouth belongs down here!" he said,
grabbing his dick around the base and waving it at me.

I dropped to my hands and knees at the edge of the mattress, crawling up
between his legs.  He smacked my face gently with his cock, smearing a
trail of precum onto my cheeks and lips.  I stretched my tongue out to
catch a drop, and soon the head of his cock was sliding deeper and deeper
into my mouth.

I could feel him pause when it hit the back of my throat, so I kept pushing
my head down until his cock was lodged in my throat.  He shivered and I
heard him mutter "Oh, fuck!" as I deepthroated him.  He got the idea pretty
soon, grabbing my head and picking up the pace until he was really
throatfucking me, my lips mashing up against the cockring each time he
bottomed out in my throat.

"Shit, kid, you take that dick like a pro!  I don't even want to know how
long you have been sucking cock for!". I sure couldn't tell him, either,
since I was happily slobbering and choking on his as he reamed my throat.
There were tears forming in my eyes but I was grinding my rock hard cock
against the mattress.
 Pretty soon he pulled away.

"Your throat feels awesome, but I brought you here so I could get into that
pretty little ass of yours."

I nodded as I caught my breath and wiped some of the spit from my mouth and
chin.  He stacked all of the pillows around the middle of the bed and lay
me over them, so my butt was pushed up in the air.  He grabbed a pump
bottle of lube from the floor and squirted a few pumps onto my ass.  The
cold liquid made me jump.
 The cold sensation was soon overwhelmed by the feeling of his fingers
working the lube into my asshole.

First he slipped in one of his thick fingers, probing inside of me and
making me moan.  Then he added another, then another.  I could feel my ass
being stretched to capacity.

"Damn, kid, your ass may be tight as fuck, but it's also a really hungry
hole!  I bet you could take way more than just three fingers, if you put
your mind to it."
 I just groaned and squirmed on his fingers.  "You ready for this dick?" he
asked, squirting a little more lube onto it.

"Yes please!"

"You don't have to ask twice kid.  Just remember, you did ask for it!" he
said as he grabbed my hips and I could feel the head of his cock pressing
up against my ass.
 I arched my back and ground my butt against him.

I could feel the pressure against my hole increasing until his cock forced
it's way through the tight opening and started to slide in.  I was biting
the sheets on the bed to keep from making too much noise as his dick
stretched me open.  He kept pushing steadily, stuffing his cock up into me.
I felt it pressing against my prostate as it filled me up.  He pushed the
whole thing into me, then pulled out until only the head was wedged in my
stretched little asshole.

I cried out as he slapped my ass with his open hand.  "You like that, don't
you pussy-boy?"  he asked.  I moaned that yes, I sure as hell did.  He
pushed the shaft of his cock back into me, then spanked me again as he
pulled out, keeping up spanking until my ass was tender, and probably
bright red.

His muscular body was dripping sweat and I was loving the sensation of his
weight crushing me as he fucked me.  He worked his hips, thrusting into me.
The feeling of his cock inside of my was making me loose control.  The
pillows under me were being pushed away from the force of his fucking,
until I was lying flat on the bed with him on top of me.  He had one hand
on my lower back, the other one grabbing my hair and pressing my head down
onto the mattress.

"You like getting fucked like a bitch, kid?" he grunted.

"Uhhhhhhh yeah I love it!"

"Good, cause I'm gonna pound your tight little ass like a pussy!"

That's exactly what he did.
 I could feel his hips slamming into my ass over and over as he fucked me,
grinding me down onto the mattress.  I moaned and bit at the tangled sheets
my face was pressed down into.

Since he had already cum once, I knew I was in for a long, hard fuck.  I
could feel every vein in his cock, and when he pulled back far enough, the
ridge of his thick cockhead teased my hole, popping out before being shoved
back in.  I could only groan and squirm under his weight as he pounded me.

He pulled me over to the edge of the mattress.  He grabbed me around the
waist with his strong hands, and in one smooth movement, without taking his
dick out of me, he stood up, holding me so I was impaled on his cock. My
feet never even touched the floor as he slammed me up and down like I
weighed about five pounds.

His breathing sounded like he was getting close to cumming, and I could
feel his thick cock swelling even further in my ass.  His muscular arms
were wrapped around me tighter than ever, and I could feel his hot breath
against my neck.

"You ready for my load, kid?" he whispered hoarsely.  I nodded.  "Good,
cause you are gonna get bred whether you want it or not!"

"I want it so bad!"

"Here it comes, bitch -- now take it all!"

With that he jammed his cock as far up into my ass as he could, holding me
tightly in place as he groaned and his dick pulsed, spraying his load deep
into my hole.  It felt like he shot about a weeks worth of cum up my ass,
even though I had just eaten his first load not too long ago.

When he finally pulled me off his dick and let go of me, my legs would
barely support me and I just collapsed back onto the mattress.  He knelt
down next to me, pushing his slimy cock into my face, wiping it against my
lips and ordering me to lick it clean.  I happily sucked off the remnants
of his creamy load, mixed with sweat and some juices from my own ass.  I
was jerking off as hard as I could.  My own cock had been leaking precum
this whole time and I was ready to bust.

He pushed me back on the bed, folding my body up so my ass was exposed up
in the air, and my legs were spread so that my feet were resting on the
mattress on either side of my head.  I kept jacking my cock, with was now
pointed directly at my own face.  He put his hands on my ass cheeks,
spreading them wide and staring down at me.

"Damn kid, it looks like I wrecked that tight little butthole of yours!
Its just gaping open and leaking cum like you're a regular fucked out
cunt!" he teased, slapping my ass as I moaned and started leaking precum
down onto my own face.  He brought his head down so that his lips were
pressed against my ass, and I could feel his tongue probing my aching, cum
filled hole.

When he raised his head again, his lips were speared with his own cum.
Without speaking, he held his head over mine and opened his mouth, spitting
part of the load he had collected out of my ass right into my face.  I
opened my mouth to lick up what I could, and he rubbed his fingers across
my cheek, scraping the cum into my mouth.

"you really are that slutty, aren't you kid?" he asked.

"Can't you tell?" I mumbled with his finder still stuck in my mouth.

"Yeah, I can tell you like being my little fuck toy."

"You got that right!"

He laughed as two of his fingers probed my ass, rubbing the place inside
that always drove me crazy.  "I want you to cum for me while I see how many
fingers this hole can take!" he ordered, slipping a third into me.  His
cock had stretched my ass so wide open that there wasn't any resistance
until he added a fourth finger, twisting his hand inside of me.  I groaned
and squirmed.  I could feel my asshole stretching even more as he tried to
force his thumb in along with his fingers.  "I don't think your whole hand
is gonna fit!" I protested, not wanting to be ripped open.  He put his free
hand over my mouth.

"Quiet, kid.  Your sexy little ass isn't the first one that I have opened
up, even if it is the youngest.  Keep jerking that cock!" he twisted his
fist again, pressing the widest part of his hand against my straining
asshole.  I had tears forming in my eyes and was yelling through his hand
pressed against my mouth.

His hand was no match for my hole, though.  No matter how much he twisted
and pushed, I was just too tight for him to fist.  Eventually he gave up
and the pressure against my hole decreased, leaving me feeling even more
stretched out that before.

"Try it yourself!" he told me , pulling the hand that wasn't masturbating
furiously to my hole.  I stuck a couple of my own fingers into my ass,
feeling how sloppy it was with his load.  His load also made it really
slippery, and I had no problem slipping another finger in, then the fourth.
He grabbed my hand around the wrist, pushing my thumb down so that it was
forced into my hole too.  "There you go kid, even if you are too tight for
me to fist, I can have you do it yourself!"

My whole hand didn't feel that much bigger than his thick cock, and soon
waves of pleasure were running from my ass through my whole body.  I could
feel the pressure to cum building in my balls and at the base of my cock.

"Pretty little gay boys like you need to be ready to do anything for men,
even shove your own fist up your ass and bust a load cause you love it so
much!"

I groaned and nodded my head.

"Tell me you love it!" he ordered.

"Uhhhhhh... I love it!"

"Now cum for me, you little slut!"

My whole body shook as I started to cum, shooting what was a pretty huge
load for me (at the time) down into my open mouth.  And across my face.
And parts of the bed.

"You liked that, huh?" he asked, releasing my wrist so I could pull my hand
out of my asshole with a wet `plop'.

I licked my lips to clear some of the cum off of them.  "Yeah, definitely."

"That was fucking hot, kid.  I'm gonna be thinking about that hot hole of
yours for a long time."

"My ass isn't going to forget about you easy, either!" I joked.

He grabbed my swimsuit off the floor and tossed it at me.  I caught it,
wiping the drips of cum off my face, neck and hands with it before putting
them on.  I could feel my ass leaking even more cum, soaking the fabric
between my legs.

"Want me to drop you at the subway, kid?  I gotta get going."

"Can you drop me back at the beach?" I asked.

"You are going back to the beach with your suit soaked in cum like that?"

"Nothing a bit of a swim won't take care of.  Maybe I will meet another hot
guy!"

"Damn, kid, you gotta be kidding..."