Date: Thu, 10 Oct 1996 22:04:24 -0700
From: gerardm@microtec.net
Subject: 19th summer

It was summer break and I was at my parent's cottage.  It's a 
lovely place by a large lake, and I always enjoy my summers swimming, 
hiking, and boating.  It was a hot August night; the moon was full.  I 
decided around ten o'clock to take a walk and headed for my special 
swimming hole.  It was about half a mile around the lake and was situated 
in a little bay, secluded from the whole world - or so it seemed.  I used 
to spend many hours swimming and daydreaming in my little paradise.  It 
was a beautiful night, the moon was so bright it was easy to walk on the 
little trail in the woods.  I was feeling great - I was nineteen and life 
was great.
	I finally came to the little hill that bordered my spot, and got 
quite a shock.  Someone was down there.  I could'nt belive it.  I was 
hoping to be alone and maybe jerk off by the light of the moon.  But then 
I got a good look at him.  He was six-one or two, had short-cropped blond 
hair, a face and - even with his clothes on - a body to die for.  He was 
lying down, leaning on his backpack, so I figured he was a camper just 
passing by.  He was staring out at the lake and seemed to be resting from 
a long day's walk.  He kicked off his sneakers and rubbed his feet in the 
hot sand.  He had on an old pair of cutoffs and a white tee shirt.  Even 
from the distance, I could tell he had a strong, muscled body.
	Since I was behind him, he could'nt see me - so I could stare all 
I wanted.  And it looked like I was going to get a show.  His right hand 
left his side and came to rest on his crotch, where he slowly started to 
massage his balls and cock under the denim.  His left hand lifted up the 
tee shirt to reveal a well-defined chest.  He started rubbing his chest 
and pinching his tits- large, dark nipples on a sun-browned expanse.
	My heart was pounding and the blood raced to my cock, which grew 
in record time to its full seven inches, and was pushing against my jeans 
to be set free.  I started rubbing it and the friction of fabric on skin 
was electrifying.  Meanwhile, I could tell by the mound at the blond's 
crotch that his hidden beast was also large and was demanding to be set 
free.  But he just spread his legs in the sand and kept on massaging his 
basket, enjoying every moment of it.
	I was so excited I thought I would faint.  I had to take off my 
clothes.  I first pulled off my shirt, and my hands played with my tits, 
sending shock waves down to my cock.  The feel of the hot, night air on 
my chest was wonderful.  It was great to be young and free.  I then 
pushed off my sneakers and pulled off my jeans.  I stood in only a pair 
of white briefs.  Of course, they were tented up front, since my pole was 
aching for release.  I grabbed it and squeezed.  I could feel a drop of 
pre-cum leak out and wet my underwear.
	The stranger seemed to get the same idea, as he got up, and still 
staring at the lake, pulled off his shirt, and then his pants.  He now 
only had on a pair of white briefs, like myself.  Still massaging his 
crotch, he walked down to the water and stared out.  His left hand still 
played with his tits.  He arched his pelvis out toward the lake, and I 
could tell he had at least seven good inches of hot, throbbing meat.  He 
then turned around and started walking back toward his backpack.
	That's when he saw me.  He froze in his tracks, his legs spread 
wide.  I did'nt know if I should run or just hold my ground.  I was 
afraid of his rejection, but soon was reassured, as he sized me up and 
smiled.  I guess liking what he saw.  His hand found his crotch, and 
squeezing his cock, he arched his pelvis.  I almost died, but squeezing 
my own cock, I managed to arch my pelvis in his direction.  We stood 
there for about five minutes, just massaging our crotches.  My briefs 
were all stained at the front, since my cock was leaking love juice like 
crazy.  The warm sticky feeling was sensuous.
	I then decided to get closer, and walked down to the lake and 
stood in front of him.  We smiled and looked each other over.  He was 
beautiful; where I was dark, he was blond.  There was a lot of hair on 
his legs, just like mine.  Our cocks were just inches apart, straining 
through the fabric, and I could tell he was also leaking a lot of 
pre-cum, as there was a large, wet spot at the front of his briefs.  We 
then both arched our pelvises and our dicks touched.  The excitement 
rushed through me like a wave, and I thought I would come right then and 
there.  But I took control, wanting to enjoy this feeling.  Still not 
touching with our hands, we started moving our hips, mashing our 
cockheads together.  The stains on our briefs grew larger, and the hot 
sticky ozze was making the sensation even more exciting.  We were both 
moaning like two hot, lusty male animals.
	We both reached for each other's cock, and through the fabric, I 
could feel the heat of his pulsating meat.  He put his hand on mine, we 
both squeezed, and our cocks throbbed at the same time.
	He then reached for my waistband, and slowly, he pulled off my 
briefs.  My cock sprang free, slapping against my stomach, then coming to 
a straight-out position.  His warm hand took my prick and slowly massaged 
it.  My knees got weak from the feeling.
	My juice coated his hand and made the contact slick and wet.  He 
then played with my balls, which hung quite low.  His fingers softly 
massaged each testicle and one finger slipped behind the sac and tickled 
the passageway toward my ass.  It was heaven.
	I then wanted to feel him and pulled down his briefs.  His cock 
sprang out and our cockheads now met freely.  We thrust our cocks 
forward, mashing the two heads together, which were now all sticky and 
wet.  Our pre-cum created a bond between us.  My hand caressed his dick. 
 it felt good to hold another man's cock.  Our cockheads still pressed 
together, we slowly massaged our cocks and spread our pre-cum all the way 
down our shafts.  In the moonlight, our two cocks were shining and 
glistened in the night.
	His hands grabbed my waist and he pulled me in closer.  Our cocks 
slid up between our bellies, our crotch hair mingled, and our balls 
collided.  We became as one, as he kissed me.  Our mouths opened slowly 
and our tongues met in a warm, wet embrace.  We took time to discover 
each other's mouth with our tongues, as our hands played with each 
other's tits.  Our bodies slowly rocked together and our cocks rubbed 
belly to belly.  The juice coated our stomachs, creating a squishing 
sound as our cocks made love to each other.  I could feel the pulse in 
his dick as we throbbed together, sending another drop of hot liquid 
through the cum passage and out of the heads.  Each time our cockheads 
met they would spread the liquid over each other's shaft and balls.
	Our moans grew louder and our tongues moved quicker, as we ground 
our crotches harder and faster.  I could feel our shafts getting bigger, 
and I knew we were heading for a tremendous mutual climax.
	We stopped kissing to stare into each other's eyes and our mouths 
opened.  We were now groaning out loud together,.  Then, with loud cries, 
we both ground our crotches together, as our cocks exploded at the same 
time.  It seemed like an eternity, as wave after wave of hot cum shot out 
of our dicks, covering our stomachs.  We just stood there, clinging to 
each other, as our cries subsided and the cum finally had stopped pouring 
out.
	We made love many times that night, and I will always remember 
that lone stranger in my nineteenth summer.


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