Date: Sun, 17 Aug 2008 13:30:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: bill vincent <waycool805@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Boy at the Lake Part 7

After my trip to the grocery store I had to drop in at the local marine
hardware store. Because I had, had a boat for years I was a regular. I was
greeted by Skip the owner's son, He had filled out nicely during the past
year. In fact if my eyes weren't deceiving me he was sporting a nice bulge
down the left leg of his short Kaki Shorts. When I came in he gave me a
wave and a smile. He noticed what I was looking at and winked and tuned
away to help another customer with a question. "Later "was the
message.. Skip and I had played around once, at the end of the summer
before. As I recall Skip loved to have his blond white dick sucked and was
a pretty good beginner at returning the favor.

I spoke to his dad. Telling him my problem with the dock. He made a
suggestion after asking me to diagram the dock.

"Yes! Now I know what I can do to help you! "Carl said.

" You need...and some...need to be careful with the...because if you put
too much tension on it ....it will. But you can take care of that if
you're...using some of the. ...And that should solve your problem."

"We don't have the sky hooks, and lumber but we can order them from
town. I'll have Skip deliver them over to your place this evening after we
close. If that ok with you?"

"Sure!" I said absent mindedly, my mind was two steps ahead of his as I
nodded my head and turned to stared over to the next Isle at Skip.

Our eyes locked his were Azure Blue and he nodded his head and beamed a big
smile having just overhead what his father had just told me. He reached
down to adjust the cloth-covered boner that he was now sporting down his
left leg towards his knee. He gave what must have been the tip of his seven
incher a squeeze looked up and turned just as his father noticed I was no
longer paying any attention to him.

"So will that do he asked"

"Yes that will do nicely, Carl. Sure Skip can bring those over. But, have
him ring me first so that I can help him unload!"

With that I heard a bunch of pails tip over and make a racket into the next
isle, I looked up and Skip was scrambling on the floor to chase one rolling
down the isle towards me.

His dad tuned; shaking his head, gave a look of disappointment to
Skip. Raised both hands up to the heavens as it to ask God why?  stormed up
to the front counter to write up the sale.

Skip walked over to me and leaned in close against me. I looked up no one
else was in the store. I placed my had out and he brushed his hard on
against it. He leaned in closer, I felt the warmness and sweet smell of his
adolescent body, and my fingertips caressed the very tip engorged cock
head.  He started to whisper something but he stopped when his dad called
him.

I left the store with a hard on. I was done with my shopping for the day.

Time to go to work!

As I drove out of the lot, I could swear that I saw a boy with a man that
went into the hardware store that looked just like Chris. I took a double
take but he was gone!


To be continued


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