Date: Wed, 8 Jun 2005 13:47:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Swim Float (5)

I slept in late the next day, having gotten in both late, and exhausted
following my late night fun and games with Chris on the swim float. I
decided to treat myself to a late breakfast out, so I walked the mile or so
to the local coffee shop. Following a delicious country style breakfast,
half a pot of equally delicious coffee, and a perusal of the local
newspaper, I felt like a new man!

I wandered back to my camper, and changed into some swim trunks, iced down
a few beers. I grabbed my beach stuff, and headed off to the beach area. I
settled in a sparsely populated area, and stretched out on my blanket to
enjoy the sunshine. After a while, I sat up, and perused the scene before
me. The lake was flat calm, and shimmering in the brightness of the clear
day. The beach was dotted with a few families working on suntans, and
several small children were busy playing in, and near, the water. I watched
a ski boat glide past at high speed, towing a single water skier, its wake
generating small wave action at the shoreline. As I watched the boat circle
the swim float, I noted that there were several boys on the float, diving
off, and climbing back up to repeat the action.

I dug my binoculars out of my bag, and focused them on the swim float. Oh
my! They must be more of the private camp boys like Chris, I concluded, as
they all appeared to be in that same age range, 13 to 15 or so. That suited
me just fine, as my personal predilection just happens to favor lads of
that tender age group. As I watched them cavorting on the float, I was
rewarded with the mouth watering site of one particularly cute little
hottie climbing the ladder, then, emerging onto the float. Slim, and a taut
build, he was tow-headed blond, with an impish face, and a great, white
toothed smile. I let the glasses drift down his frame, and gasped, when I
focused on his crotch! The soaking wet swim trunks clung to him like skin,
and the firm outline of his sweet meat was clearly defined by the thin
material. He stood ramrod straight, and moved his arms above his head,
stretching his body fully, as though working out some kinks. I drooled
slightly, as I noted his creamy underarms, totally devoid of any trace of
hair, the soft skin stark white in contrast to his spectacular suntanned
torso. God, be really nice to lick him there, and nuzzle that creamy boy
skin, I thought to myself, and my hand wandered into my crotch to adjust my
growing cock.

He relaxed then, and dropped his arms, laughing at something his buddy
said, then slapped at his friend in response to whatever the comment had
been. The two boys tossed a few fake punches at each other, which afforded
my hungry eyes a few delicious glimpses of that trapped boy meat in the
kids snug trunks. The cutie turned away suddenly, and to the surprise and
delight of both me, and the other kid, he bent over, and quickly skinned
the back of his trunks down, effectively mooning his bud, and stopping my
heart mid-beat, as his beautiful naked butt flashed into view! I was
awarded an all too brief glimpse of his snug little ball sack tucked
tightly between his splendid thighs just below that delicious looking ass
crack! He straightened up, snapped the trunks back in place, then, turned
with a silly grin on his face, and hi-fived his slightly stunned bud,
before again diving off the float. I trained the glasses on the crotch of
the second boy, and smiled in delight as I watched him fumble with his own
cock, which had obviously reacted to the vision of his friends cute butt!
Man, I thought, these little hotties must be having some pretty incredible
times over there, after lights out!

I settled back then, opened a beer, and opened my book, getting lost in the
story for the next hour or so. The story was a pretty hot read, detailing
graphically the sexual exploits of a teen boys academy, fraught with teen
boys filled with raging hormones, and staffed by equally horny adult males
who were perfectly willing to do whatever was deemed necessary to assist
their young charges in dispensing those raging hormones as frequently as
possible.  The result, of course, was a serious hardon cramping inside my
trunks, and an equally serious case of the hornys! Setting the book aside,
I glanced at my watch, and sighed, realizing that it would be several hours
before time to meet Chris, which would be just what the doctor ordered to
trim my horns!

I looked out at the swim float, and noted that there was no longer a crowd
in evidence, but rather just 2 boys remained, stretched out in the sun on
the slowly rocking float. I figured most of them had headed in, probably to
get ready for their evening meal, showers, whatever. As I watched, one of
the two stood, said something to the other, then dove off, leaving the boy
alone on the float. Well, I decided, what the hell, I need to stretch some
muscles, anyway, so I stood, walked into the water, and started swimming
toward the float. I made a few strong strokes, then cooled it, just doing a
lazy breast stroke through the cool, flat water. It took a while to get
there at that pace, and I swam past the float, circling it to reach the
ladder on the far side. I gripped the handles, and slowly moved up the 4
steps, and as my head and shoulders cleared the floats deck, I froze! I
hadn't made any noise in my approach, and I had clearly surprised the
floats young occupant, who lay on his back, maybe 4 feet from me. The boys
trunks were pushed past his knees, and his hand was firmly wrapped around a
delicious looking boy cock, slowly stroking it, while his other hand idly
played with a cute little ball sack between his smooth thighs!

Fuck, I thought to myself, that is HOT! The kid was drop dead cute, even
with his eyes tightly closed, and a scrunched up look of concentration on
his face. 13, probably, judging by the few stray pubic hairs evident on his
smooth groin, his erection not more than four inches long, and thin. He was
circumcised, and the cute, oval shaped head was pink, and shiny from the
fair amount of precum oozing from the small slit. His balls were hairless,
and tucked tightly into his groin, small sized, and contained in a slightly
wrinkled, pink scrotum. I moved a hand to adjust my fully hard cock in my
trunks, took a breath, and said, quietly, "Need any help with that beauty?"

The poor kid about shit his drawers! He squealed loudly, his eyes snapping
open, along with his jaw, and jerked his hands way from his boy stuff like
it had just burst into flame! I held up a palm, and smiled, saying, "Easy,
Champ....it's cool...really..!" He stared at me like he was mentally willing
me to vaporize on the spot, and I noted his cute dick starting to wilt. "Oh
man...Dude...I'm sorry....shit....look...I'll just take off....so you can
finish...ok...don't wanna mess up a good cumm, Dude...!" I stammered, and
moved to go back down the ladder. He calmed down a little then, and held up
a hand, then squeaked, "Wait...naa...it's cool...scared me, is all..!" I
smiled, nodding my head, and said, "Yea...for sure...sorry as hell, Dude...you
were, like, seriously into it there!" he blushed sweetly, and glanced down
at his now mostly soft cock, then looked at me, and said, "Yea...really
close...damn...it's just, like, really hard to get any chance alone.....at
camp....you know..." he trailed off. I looked serious, and nodded again,
saying, "Yep...I'm sure...well, Dude...I'm gone, ok....so you can...uh...carry
on..!" He giggled softly, another cute blush crawling over his creamy
cheeks, then sort of squeaked out, "Umm....uh...yea, well..." He stammered,
going exactly nowhere. "What...?" I offered, and he tried it again. "Um...I
mean...well...did you...um....like...mean that...before..?

I grinned, my head moving rapidly in the affirmative, and said, "If you
mean did I mean it when I offered to help you with that, then, yes, I most
certainly did mean it!" He blushed furiously again, damn that's cute, and
squeaked again, "Wow....really....serious...?" I smiled some more, at both his
general cuteness and the fact that his yummy boy part was once again
exhibiting serious signs of life, and nodded, answering,
"Yup...totally...serious as a heart attack..!" He giggled again, and looked
down at his once again proud morsel, where it now jutted strongly from his
few pubes. He turned his head slightly, and looked at me, once again
blushing furiously, as he croaked, "Awesome...for sure...yea...what do you
want to do...then...?" I met his gaze, grinning, and answered, "I want to
make that cute dick of yours feel a LOT better, is what, if your...uh....up,
for it...!" Instinct cut in for him then, and his arm moved, his small fist
wrapping his rock hard dick, stroking it slowly, and he said, "I'm just
soooo freeking....horny....so....what do I do, then...? He asked softly.

I glanced around quickly, noting a few people still dotting both beaches,
and answered, "Tell ya what, Champ...there's people on the beaches that can
see out here, so we need to be really cool, ok?" He nodded, his hand still
rubbing that sweet boy meat, and I was afraid he'd go too far, and shoot,
before I got my chance with him! "Cool it with the strokes, Dude,!" I
cautioned him, "Save it for me...I'll make it rock for you..!" He released
his erection, and blushed again, then nodded. I moved down on the ladder,
and told him, "Move over here, Champ...and sit between the handles with your
feet down here by me..." He scooted up, and stood, his sweet cock swaying
around in front of him, and quickly followed my lead. In no time he was
sitting in front of me, and I moved in between his smooth legs, my face
pretty much aligned with his crotch. I figured that anyone looking our way
would see just the boy, seated on the float, dangling his feet in the
water. Just my head, and partial shoulders were above the water line, and
all of me was below the deck line of the float.

Logistics taken care of, I turned my full attention to the creamy young boy
before me, and most especially that throbbing boy meat that so desperately
needed some serious attention. I grinned up at him, and closed my fingers
around his shaft, reveling in the smooth hardness of him. I stroked him,
and he leaned back, his hands flat on the float deck. He opened his
hairless legs wider, and I moved my free hand to those tight nuts, cupping
the tender bag, and probing the firm orbs with my
fingers. "UMmm......man....way cool...!" He chirped, "That's awesome...!" I
played with the cutie a bit longer, and noted with surprise, and delight,
the free flowing precum he was oozing. I passed my thumb over his drooling
cockhead, spreading the slick fluid over his highly sensitive glans, and he
rolled his head back, and groaned softly. "Good, Champ...?" I asked, and he
nodded rapidly. "Cool...very, very cool....!" I replied, "I just freeking
love doing young hotties like you...!"

I worked that smooth four inches of pulsing boy meat some more, and saw
another teardrop of his clear juices emerge from the small slit. I leaned
in, and lapped the fluid off his darkening cockhead, and he jumped, his
eyes flying open, as he yelped...."Shit...awesome...ya licked my dick,
Dude...wow...!" I chuckled, and savored the acrid flavor of his seminal
fluid, and answered, "Yup....just a little tease, though....and now...I'm
really gonna suck this baby...!" His eyes widened, and he squeaked, "No
way...really....suck me...??" I lapped his leaky slit again, and said, "Sure
thing, Champ....if it's ok with you, I mean...?" His head rocked in rapid
nods, as he squealed, "Oh yea...for sure...oh man...!" I chuckled at his
excitement, and asked, "First time, Champ...?" Again, the rapid head nod,
and a squeaky "Uh huh...!" I grinned, and replied, "Sweet....you're gonna
totally love this, then...!" And I promptly engulfed that sweet little
pecker, clear to its very root!

He squealed, then groaned, as I sucked his sweet boy meat, my fingers
lightly stroking his soft inner thighs, and poking at his tight balls. "Oh
wow...oh fuck...oh...oh...!" he chanted, and I gave the boy my best, knowing
this was NOT going to last, his acrid precumm already coating my slurping
tongue. "UNggggg....Ahhhhhh....Ohh....!" He wailed, his hands grabbing at my
hair as my head moved up and down, deftly slurping his drooling little
cock, making the boys introductory blow job one he was sure to remember
always! Hoping he would hold out till I got back, I took the chance of
releasing his raging boner from my mouth, and dove down to tongue wash his
snug ball sack, and gently suck each small nut inside my mouth briefly, as
he moaned with delight. Chancy, I know, but what the hell, a nut bath is an
important element of the whole experience, right?

Releasing his churning balls, I returned to his rock hard cock, again
swallowing its length, and moving my mouth over it, sucking him like he was
my last. In a matter of minutes he was there, emitting a steady chant of
groans, his shaft swelling thicker in my sucking mouth, then, purely
exploding, best way to put it, spitting strong jets of his sweet boy cream
across my tongue! He thrust those slim hips at me, his cock continuing to
spray his essence into my mouth, where I gulped rapidly, swallowing his
honey as fast as he offered it up! God, I thought, the pure nectar of the
Gods, how I would love to go to that camp on a collection mission,
gathering jars full of this sweeter than life boy honey to take with me in
my travels!

The kid was done for, spent, panting like a distance runner, sweat pouring
off his flushed face. He leaned back on his elbows, his small chest heaving
as he gulped air, the grin on his cute face about a mile wide! I suckled
his soft little member gently, fingering the thin shaft to milk the last
tiny pearls of his boy cumm, the traced my tongue over the pink head,
lapping away the last that he had, for now. I released his soft cock, and
grinned up at him, smacking my lips, and said, "Yummy,
Stud-boy....excellent!" He giggled, and nodded, then answered,
"Excellent.....no shit....amazing, even...!!"

We rested a while, then the kid said he better get back, or he'd be late
for dinner. I fondled his cute little package briefly, and told him to get
to it, so he didn't have any trouble. He blushed that sweet pink glow
again, smiled, and said, "Thanks Mr....seriously...!" And executed a deft
little dive off the swim float, strongly stroking toward his shoreline. I
watched him a few minutes, then headed for my own beach, hoping the
exercise would help deflate my seriously hard cock!

( To be continued)
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