Date: Wed, 15 Oct 1997 19:35:54 -0400
From: gerardm@microtec.net
Subject: Swimming Hole: a first time story

Here is another first time fantasy I hope you enjoy.

	It is always surprising to me how we sometimes meet that special
person, the one we remember for ever after, the one that still makes our
body tremble, our heart beat faster and blood rush to our sex tools.  I
have met many men in my thirty years but I do remember Jim as if it was
yesterday.  Although I had been seventeen and he eighteen, my
imagination runs wild whenever I remember our chance meeting on that
warm summer day.
	I was very proud of my body at seventeen, as I worked out regularly and
was on the wrestling team at school.  I was already six feet tall, black
hair and eyes, a strong cut face with dimples most girls went crazy
about, wide shoulders, a well defined chest with pumped up pecs crowned
with two delicious nipples that were about as big as silver dollars.  My
abs were as if chiseled in stone, long muscled legs that were covered
with black hair.  I was also quite content with my sexual organ.  A
black line of hair left from my bellybutton and went south to expand
into a luxuriant thick forest of black pubic hair and at the center a
large towere hung between my legs.  I had a regular length cock which
sprang to seven inches when excited but it was it's thickness that made
it outstanding and the cockhead:  erect or not it looked like a very
large mushroom.
	Even at seventeen I knew I was different.  I did not go for girls but
was always getting excited by other male bodies.  I still hadn't any
real experience with loving men besides a few jack off sessions with
some buddies.  That summer I was about to find out how great sex between
men could really be.
	I had a few weeks off from my summer job and decided to spend them
alone at my parents cottage.  We own a house on a fifty acre lot of
land.  There are no close neighbours and we usually don't see anyone for
days.  I love the place as I love nature and feel good just walking
through the forest.  About a mile from the house in the woods there is a
great swimming hole.  A river runs through the forest and at this place
forms a small pool but great for swimming and cooling off on a hot day. 
I've been there hundred of times and never encountered a soul.
	It was a hot muggy day and I decided to head out to the river.  I
pulled on a pair of tight red speedo trunks.  I love these lycra suits
as they cling to your body and enhance your crotch.  With my large
dickhead, anyone could easily make out the contours of my cock through
the material.  I've always swam nude but I put on the suit in case
anyone is there.  I pulled on an old t-shirt and headed out.  It was a
very hot day so about halfway I pulled off my shirt and wiped some of my
sweat with it.  As I got closer I was surprised to hear splashing
noises:  someone was there.  I crept up quietly and looked around a rock
formation to find another guy swimming around.  He was about my age and
I could tell he was quite good looking.  Then he stood up and my mouth
fell open.  In front of me was a god, an icon of manliness.  He was a
little taller than me with a build that fills our dreams.  His hair was
dark brown, a very handsome face, very large shoulders obviously from a
lot of swimming, a chest that brought water to my mouth, his nipples
were as large as mine but much darker and his pecs were even rounder
than mine, a well-developped abdominal section, equally long legs also
very hairy.  He was wearing a white pair of speedo trunks which outlined
in detail a cock that seemed to be like mine.  I felt my cock responding
and already could feel precum leak out.  So before I got an erection I
couldn't control, I walked out towards the water.  He seemed startled
when he saw me but smiled and waved.  I smiled back and walked to the
edge where I removed my shoes, threw down my shirt and walked into the
cool water.  He walked up to me and stretched out a hand:
	- "Hi, my name is Jim"
	- "I'm John.  How's it going?"
	- "It's a great place for a swim and a great day for it." he replied.
	- "I've walked a mile to feel the cool water and enjoy a swim" I said.

	We started talking and got along real well.  He was new in the area; at
a cottage about half a mile from ours and it was his first time at the
river.  I told him a little about myself and we discovered that we liked
each other I thought.  I couldn't help but glance once in a while at his
crotch and I could tell he was giving me the look over also.  At one
point I was sure his basket had grown as the material was stretching and
his cock head was even more visible.  This of course set my mind in full
spin and the blood quickly rushed to my cock.  We were both looking down
at our crotches as we saw our cocks start to twitch and grow.  I got shy
and ran into the water, the coolness didn't stop my cock though as it
grew to it's full seven inches, stretching the swimsuit material to it's
limit.  My cock stood straight out pulling the suit so that looking down
I could see a good part of the shaft uncovered.  I turned around and saw
Jim still standing there with a smile on his face and his hands on his
hips.  Looking down I saw that he was in the same situation as his cock
also stood out straight.  I walked back up to him and stood close to
him.  Our baskets were inches away.  I could see his thick shaft as his
cock, like mine, had stretched his material.  We then looked into each
other's eyes our hearts pounding and cocks throbbing.  His hands came up
and his fingers tickled my hard nipples sending shock waves right down
to my toes.  I moaned and arched my back which brought the tip of our
cocks in contact.  The feeling was exquisite and as I reached out for
his tits, he moaned out loud and moved his pelvis in closer as our cocks
rubbed slowly together through the swim trunks.
	Still playing with our tits we moved in closer grinding our crotches
tightly as our tools were mashed between our bellies.  Precum was
leaking out steadily from my cock making each movement wet and
sensuous.  He then brought his face in closer and wrapping his arms
around me, he gave me my first kiss.  His lips at first played with
mine, then I felt his hot wet tongue trace my lips and as I opened my
lips a little his tongue quickly found it's way into my mouth and our
tongues met.  They played at first tentatively, then more urgently as
our passion mounted.  We had grabbed each other's asscheeks and were
pulling our groins even tighter together as our fucktools rubbed solidly
together.
	After what seemed an eternity of kissing, he pulled us apart and
started kissing my neck then my chest as he spent time and saliva on my
nipples, then slowly down my stomach.  His fingers grabbed the waist
band of my trunks and as he kissed and licked his way down he pulled my
trunks down my legs.  My cock sprang up as it was released from it's
confines.  It stood out shiny and wet as a clean drop of love juice
formed at my tip.  Jim then in one movement took my cock down his
throat.  I yelled out with pleasure as I had never experienced anything
so wonderful.  He sucked on my dick and then on my low hanging balls
getting my whole crotch wet and sticky.  I pulled him up and sank my
tongue down his throat tasting my precum.  I left his mouth and started
the same trail he had gone on me.  When I released his cock it sprang up
and hit my chin.  I then got a good look at the twin of my tool.  We
were exactly alike and, like me, he was leaking madly.  I opened my
mouth and tried to swallow him but not being as experienced choked on
the first try.  I then went slower, sucking im in an inch at a time till
my throat got used to his cock.  It tasted great and I knew I would
always like cock.  I started slowly moving up and down his shaft all the
while my tongue played with his glans making him moan and start shoving
his dick deep dowm my throat.
	After a little while of this he pulled me up and our mouths met again
as he drew me closer to him.  Our set slick cocks crossed between our
bellies and our thrust sent them cliding over one another.  OIur tongues
were doig battle in our mouths as we took turns sucking on them.  Our
hands were all over our grinding bodies and found their way at the wame
time to our nipples as we played with our erect sensitive tits sending
our groins into wild thrusts as our balls mashed together and our pubic
bushes blended as if one.  Our moans were loud and simultaneous as we
synchronized without knowing our breathing.  Our legs were spread wide
and we would bend our knees together bringin our crotches even closer
together.
	Jim brought his right hand close to our connected mouths and with our
tongues we thoroughly wet it.  He then lowered it between our bellies
and finding our cocks brought them tightly together, shaft to shaft,
glan to glan.  The friction created by our pelvic thrusts was unbearably
delicious.  I could feel his cock head each time it passed my groove at
the top and I'm sure he felt mine.  My right hand was playing with our
mashed balls and my left hand, as his, played with his tits.  By now our
moans had become cries as our tongues dueled even faster.  Our cocks
both grew rockhard and each movement brought us closer.  They were both
so slick and wet, and it created a slushy kind of sound that heightened
our excitement.  With a few more thrusts and with wild cries and grunts,
our fuck tools erupted at the same time.  The first load of hot white
semen spurt out and landed near our chin and then shot after shot of
spunk flew out of our connected cocks and covered our bellies with a
thick jism which our grinding spread all over our chests and abdomen. 
The explosions slowly subsided leaving us panting but still hard as we
sank to the ground and he lay on top of me.
	We spent many hours that afternoon making love and I finally learned
what mansex was all about.

If you enjoyed this story, tell me about it; and if you enjoy this type
of sex, why don't you tell me	gerardm@microtec.net