Date: Thu, 16 Jun 2005 14:10:35 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Swim Float (6)

The long swim in from the float had done the trick on my erection, and by
the time I reached shore, it was under control, although my balls felt
fully charged! I made my way to my blanket, and lay down, burrowing my cock
into the soft sand beneath the blanket.

Rested, I rolled over, and dug a cold brew out of the ice chest, and
settled back. I sipped at the cool drink, and reflected on my second
adventure on the swim float in as many days. Man, I thought, that boy's
camp might be a new career option worth some very serious consideration! I
chuckled then, thinking it very well could be a great career, but most
likely a short one, considering how quickly a hundred or so willing, and
horny 14 and 15 year old boy's could kill off an adult man!

The kid this afternoon had been hot, indeed, and I had enjoyed sucking his
vibrant young tool immensely, but I found my thoughts returning to
Chris. There seemed to be something deeper than usual there, an intensity,
not often found in one so young. He had tasted the forbidden fruit, and
seemingly now wanted to sample the entire orchard! From a purely physical
standpoint, most any 14 year old will love having his cock sucked, and
given the proper set of circumstances, will happily present his burgeoning
equipment for service, zip up, and be gone. Chris, on the other hand,
displayed a deeper sense of curiosity, a kind of need to explore, to
experience each progressive level of intimacy, until he had done it all. I
reflected again on how he had reacted to my playing with his ass, how he
had practically demanded that I fuck him, and how intense the fucking had
been. Yes, he was a rare find in a 14 year old, and I very much looked
forward to a reprise later tonight!

I dozed a while in the sunshine, then made my way back to the camper. I
fixed a light dinner, and watched the news on TV, then walked over to the
shower block, and cleaned up. I passed the remainder of the slow moving
evening watching a basketball game on TV, and about 10:30 pm, I walked back
down to the beach. I stripped, and stashed my clothes in the same hide away
I had used last night, then, slipped quietly into the lake, and slowly swam
out to he float.

It was another perfect night, and the water was completely calm, the
surface reflecting the moonlight like a giant mirror. I paddled around the
float, and grabbed onto the rung of the short ladder. I looked over at the
boy's camp, and noted it was mostly quiet, and dark, save for the few
lo-voltage exterior lighting along the foot paths. My eyes searched the
lake surface, but didn't detect any sigh of a swimmer, and I was just
turning into the ladder to board the float, when something, or someone,
grabbed on to my cock! I yelped in surprise, and bit my tongue to keep from
yelling out! The water surface churned, and broke, a grinning Chris
suddenly appearing from below, his hand firmly wrapped around my now
growing member. "Gottcha!" he hissed, and gave me a squeeze. Not to be
outdone, I plunged my hand under the water, and grabbed onto his nicely
stiffened boy cock, and replied, "Checkmate, you Turkey!" He giggled,
then leaned forward to tongue my nipple, before jerking his head at the
float, and telling me, "Come on, Rick, let's go up on the float!"

He grabbed the ladder, and pulled himself up, his naked body gleaming in
the moonlight, and I sucked in my breath as I feasted on the view of his
tight little ass, and those very smooth legs, as he scurried quickly up
onto the float, with me right behind him! We laid out on the float, and I
felt it rocking lightly from the disturbance of our boarding. I lifted my
head, and once again surveyed the far shorelines, happily seeing nothing of
consequence. Returning my attention to the naked boy beside, me, I propped
myself up on an elbow, and took his throbbing cock back into my hand. I
stroked him, and said quietly, "I think your friend is happy to see me!"
He giggled again, and answered, "For sure...he is...him.... And me....been
waiting, like, all day!" I chuckled, still slowly jacking his boyhood, and
replied, "Uh huh...and so have I!" A small white lie, I know. So shoot me!

He turned slightly toward me, and his hand descended, gripping my own hard
cock, and moving the skin up and down the shaft, bringing a soft groan to
my lips. "Oh yea!" He muttered, and passed my thumb across his smooth
cock head, spreading the wetness of his leaking precum that I found
there. He groaned, then, sucked in his breath, gritting his
teeth. "Hmm....a little backed up, are we..?" I asked him, grinning, and
he nodded, hissing between his closed teeth, "Fuck yea...I been saving it
since last night...no jackin...my nuts are freeking loaded!" I thumbed his
cock head again, and he sucked in more wind, and spread his legs widely,
grunting out, "Serious, Dude...check `em out...you'll see...!" I let go of
his throbbing meat, and reached down to cup his tight little balls,
marveling once again at the texture of the hairless little bag, and the
solid marbles within. "Ohhhh....fuuuuck....yea...!" He groaned, and I tugged
lightly on his bag, my fingers probing the small orbs. "Hmmm....!" I
murmured, "Seems pretty loaded, at that...!" Quick as a flash, I scooted
down a little, and bent over his charged weapon, swipping the flat of my
tongue over his clenched bag, then, engulfed the whole package into my
mouth, gently sucking his nice balls. He grunted, and thrust upward, as I
suckled his scrotum, my tongue pushing his tight marbles around inside it.

He groaned again, his fists thumping onto the surface of the float, and
muttered, "Agg....fuck...suck me, Dude....please...fuck...!" I released his
balls, and wrapped my fingers around the rock hard base of his shaft, then
swallowed his aching cock to the root! His meager pubic hairs tickled my
nose with their softness, and I moved my head, slurping the length of his
cock up and down, my hand again grasping his swollen balls. I got my rhythm
going, and began sucking the boy for effect, and he pumped his tight little
ass at me, meeting my movements with his thrusts. He was overcharged, big
time, an in a matter of a dozen strokes of my sucking mouth, I felt his
shaft thicken, and his balls rolled upward in my groping hand, and he
exploded, blasting his first strong jet of sweet cum into my throat,
rapidly followed by several more, less strong, ejections of his boy butter,
which I happily swallowed as quickly as he produced it!

It was over almost as fast as it began, his ejaculate stopped flowing, and
he sagged back onto the float, his chest rising and falling rapidly, as he
gulped air. "Oh man...that...was.....so hella....hot..!" he panted in a
whisper, and I sat up, rolling my tongue around in my mouth, savoring his
sweetly acrid flavor. Propping my head back onto my elbow, I smiled at him,
and said, "Wow...thanks, I needed that...?" he giggled, and answered, " Oh
yea...big time...thanks, Dude....you're freeking awesome...really...!" We lay
quietly a while, and I stroked his smooth chest, playing with his puffy
little nipples, and rubbing his soft tummy while he recovered from his
intense orgasm. Shortly he rolled away from me, and slipped off the float
into the dark water. I grinned, and followed him in.

We paddled around the float for a while, then Chris moved close n front of
me, wrapping his arms around me, and capturing my hard cock between our wet
stomachs. He held my shoulders, and worked his torso up and down in the
buoyant water, effectively working my stiffness against his smooth, wet
skin. I dropped my hands into the water, and cupped his incredible bubble
butt in my hands, kneading the firm flesh, and teasing a finger into his
cleft. He snuggled his face into my neck, and I felt him lick me there, as
he wrapped his legs around my middle, and whispered, "Yea, man....oh
yea...touch me, Dude....touch me....there..!"

I held his weight in one hand, and ran a finger deeply into his warm cleft,
finding his tiny wrinkle, and pressing against it. He sucked in a sharp
breath, and breathed, "Fuck.....thats....it....ummm....harder,
Dude....go...in...me...!" I probed harder against his pucker, and felt it
resist, then, relax, and I slid the length of my middle finger inside his
hot tightness! He let out a slow, guttural groan, and flexed his tightness,
gripping my finger, as I slid it out, and back into him several
times. "Ohh...ohhh....ohhh...!" he chanted, as I fingered his sweet boy
pussy, prodding his small prostate in every pass.

As I worked him, I felt him relax, and open, so I withdrew to the tip, and
re-entered his tunnel with two
fingers. "UNGgggg......Ahhhh.....fuuuuuck....!" He grunted, and I slid the
two fingers in, and almost out, of his velvet smooth chute. His arms moved,
and his hand firmly gripped my shoulders, pushing be back against the
rocking float, and he tightened his leg grip on my waist, working to center
his treasure with my rampant cock. "Do it, man.....please...put that fucker
in me...fuck me, Dude....hurry....!" He grunted feverishly, and I reached
down to grip my aching cock, ripping my fingers from his ass. I maneuvered
my drooling cock to his pucker, and pressed into him, and he grunted as the
head slipped past his ring. HE lifted himself a little, and pressed his
body downward, meeting my upward motion, and my cock slid fully into his
incredible warmth. "Ahhhhhh......fuck......yessss....!" He wailed, and I felt
his anal muscle grip my shaft. I paused, then slid out of him a ways, and
drove back inside, getting into a rhythm, fucking the boy with all that I
had. We rocked, grunting and panting, fucking like the world ended tonight,
and I realized that the float was seriously rocking with out movements,
creating way too much movement, and sending wake toward both shores! Fuck
it, I decided, if they turn on a searchlight right now, I can't stop
fucking this incredible boy, no way!

We hammered each other like animals in barnyard heat, my cock plunging in
and out of his tight pussy, tearing his tender tissues, I was sure. Out of
control, wild with pure lust, I fucked him, or he fucked me, it was really
hard to tell, until I felt my balls literally explode, filling my seizing
shaft with my boiling semen, until it erupted, ejecting rope, after creamy
rope, of my cum into his griping boy cunt, spraying his insides with the
warm, thick fluid!

Exhausted, and totally spent, I sagged back against the rocking float, my
shrinking cock slipping from his battered hole, and gasped for air. He
clung to me tightly, his smooth chest heaving against my own. He lifted his
head, and smiled at me, then said in a hoarse voice, `Damn, Mr......you sure
can fuck...!" I laughed, and answered, "ME...no way....it's all about you,
hotsuff...!" He grinned, and unwrapped himself from my still shaking body,
and scooted up onto the float. I got my breath back, then climbed up to
join him, and we snuggled, waiting for the float to calm down, along with
my pounding heart!

(To Be Continued)
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