Date: Fri, 18 Jul 2003 02:47:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Niftyguy <niftyguy_30307@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Summer Job, Chapter Fourteen

Warning: the following story contains graphic descriptions of sex between
consenting adult males. If you are underage or do not wish to read such
materials, read no further.  If you have any feedback, please drop me a
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Note: Each new chapter in this series assumes the reader has read the
preceding chapters.

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Four oars dipped into the water, propelling our canoe across the lake, away
from Idlewild Lodge and toward our destination, a secluded cove that we
could see in the distance.  The breeze that blew over the water cooled our
bare torsos, exposed to the warmth of the late afternoon sun.  Although we
were not going very far, either in time or in space, I could feel a kind of
mental distance opening up between us and the world that was slipping away
behind.  A journey toward a simpler and more primitive world, even if only
temporary, felt right. As I stroked my oar through the water, I leaned
forward and placed my lips on Sam's neck, right below the hairline, gently
applying pressure and tasting his slightly salty skin with the tip of my
tongue.  He enjoyed the contact for a moment before turning around to brush
his lips against mine.

"Hey mister, you getting fresh with me already?"

I smiled.  "Just trying to make you row harder, sailor."

"Well, you keep that up and you'll definitely shiver my timber, if you know
what I mean."

"I think I've got an idea."

Antonio looked back and narrowed his dark eyes in mock annoyance.

"Will you guys concentrate on your oars, and not your poles?  We're never
going to get to the other side of the lake at this rate."

In fact, however, we were nearing our destination.  Powered by our youthful
muscles, the canoe soon glided around a hook-shaped spit of land and
entered a small, shallow cove.  Towering redwoods surrounded the inlet,
folding over us like a blanket.  The water was crystal clear, and I could
easily see the gravel lakebed that soon scraped on the bottom of our craft.
All four of us kicked off our shoes, jumped out of the canoe, and dragged
it up onto the narrow beach.

"Last time I was here we set up camp over there," Sam said, pointing toward
a clearing in the trees.  "We built a fire ring that's probably still
there."

Each of us grabbed some of the gear, and we trekked over to the campsite.

"Man, this is sweet," Brian said, draping his arm over his boyfriend
Antonio's shoulders.  Brian's pale, lightly freckled skin and reddish hair
contrasted starkly with Antonio's dark Latin features.  "This is gonna be a
great spot to sleep under the stars."

It didn't take long to set up camp.  We quickly found the ring of
fire-blackened stones that would be our hearth for the night.  Sam and
Brian unrolled the four sleeping bags and zipped them together into two
pairs, flanking the fire ring, leaving little doubt about the sleeping
arrangements.  Meanwhile, Antonio broke out some food for an improvised
dinner while I gathered downed wood and lit a small fire.  After eating, we
noodled around a bit at the campsite as the fire burned down to glowing
embers.  Eventually Antonio suggested a twilight swim.  The warm summer
evening made the prospect of a quick dip very inviting, and we all quickly
stripped off our clothes and waded into the shallow depths of the cove.

The heavy feel of the cool water on my body was deliciously refreshing, and
it didn't take long for the sweat and dust of the day to dissolve.  I just
floated on my back, looking up at the slowly darkening vault of sky,
waiting to see the first star twinkle its greeting, and listening to the
other guys splashing around me.  More than once I could feel someone slide
by me in the water, either from his wake or from the weightier contact of
skin on skin.  The water became its own sensual medium, transmitting touch
from one body to another.  None of us said very much; there just wasn't
that much that needed to be said as we enjoyed the evening.

I had lost count of the stars by the time Sam made his way over to where I
was floating, in water that was only a little more than waist deep.  He
stood between my legs, which I wrapped around him, and we held each other
in place.  While I continued to watch the sky, Sam began to slowly slide
his hands over my watery skin, up my legs and across my belly.  He didn't
especially concentrate on my cock and balls; he just brushed against them
on the way up and down.  The combination of Sam's rhythmic stroking, the
enveloping coolness of the water, and the twinkling points of light was
completely hypnotic.  Extremely erotic feelings washed over me, even though
I was so relaxed that I really wasn't completely hard.

I shivered involuntarily when the hoped-for contact between Sam's warm
mouth and my thick cock finally came.  As his lips traveled down my full
length, I could feel blood flowing into the spongy tissues, filling them up
and inflaming my desire.  While Sam held virtually my entire length in his
mouth, he used his tongue to skitter up and down my now quite hard shaft,
teasing me in the best possible way.  If I hadn't been floating in the
water, I probably would have tried to thrust deeper into his mouth; as it
was I had to be content with the slight bobbing motion caused by the gentle
waves.  No matter, I had died and gone to heaven.

"Mmmm, that is nice.  Verrrry nice," I said, actually hoping that I
wouldn't get a reply, since at that moment I really didn't want anything to
pull Sam off of my cock.  I was relieved when he kept on sucking, and I
just lay there and enjoyed it, grooving on the intense sensations that
emanated from my groin.

At some point I became aware that Brian and Antonio were making waves of
their own, splashing against each other maybe twenty feet away.  It didn't
take too long before their sighs and groans began to get a little more
labored.  I guess that they eventually decided they needed the support of
dry land and made their way back to shore.  A few minutes later, Sam let go
of my cock and leaned up and over to kiss me hard on the mouth.

"You ready to go get that fire going again?" he asked.

"Mmm, you've got me on fire right here in the water.  But I'd be happy to
rub two sticks together and see if we can make some sparks."

"Deal."

Up at our little camp, I quickly stoked the fire and added fuel, all the
while mindful of my almost painfully hard erection that bobbed in front of
me.  The dancing flames illuminated Brian and Antonio, who were stretched
out on their sides on their sleeping bags, face to crotch as they sucked
and licked at each other's hard-ons.  I joined Sam on our bags, which were
zipped together into a large and soft mat, and sat down facing him,
scooting my groin up against his and straddling my legs over his.  From
above we probably looked like a four-legged spider; from where I sat the
junction of our bodies just looked very sexy.  I leaned forward to probe
Sam's mouth with my tongue, and simultaneously I began to rock my erection
against his.  The heat was palpable, and we were both oozing a steady
stream of slippery fluid.  I wanted even more contact, so I pushed Sam's
foreskin down over his purple-colored head, which I started to slide back
and forth across mine.  The slippery friction between our hard bulbs was
intense.  Although I wasn't on the verge of cumming or anything, I was
experiencing repeated jolts of electric sensation, thanks to the steady
pressure I was applying.  As I played with our cocks, Sam alternated
between tugging at my distended nipples and stroking my balls, all the
while probing into my mouth with his insistent tongue.  I have no idea how
long we kept this up, since I became more or less lost in the moment, but
it was unhurried sex at its best.

Eventually, Brian's groans caused me to turn and look over toward our
friends.  He was straddling Antonio's hips, impaling himself on his
boyfriend's extremely thick, dark erection.  It was an incredible sight to
see the invasion of Brian's pale, alabaster butt.  Brian's eyes were closed
and his head was thrown back in what must have been completely focused
ecstasy as he slowly worked his way down Antonio's rigid length, pausing
only to savor the feeling when the hard cock was tightly buried deep
inside.  Brian wasn't still for very long, though.  As the fire cast
dancing shadows, he began to rock greedily back and forth, riding Antonio
for all he was worth.  My guess is that he was completely oblivious to Sam
and me; he was clearly concerned mostly with his own pleasure.  For me, it
was extremely exciting to watch both Brian and Antonio give in to their
desire for each other, and for sexual release, in such a completely
un-self-conscious way.  While we watched our friends, Sam and I started to
rock back and forth against each other in the same tempo.

Slowly the balance of power over their fucking shifted from Brian to
Antonio.  As we watched, Antonio began to run his hands over the pale,
freckled skin on Brian's back, and he finally pulled his boyfriend down
onto his muscular chest.  This maneuver permitted Antonio to ratchet up his
tempo, and soon he was driving deep and fast into Brian's hole.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Brian groaned.

"You like that?  Does my cock feel as good to you as your ass feels to me?"

"Oh, yeah.  Just.  Don't.  Stop."

Despite Brian's wishes, Antonio appeared to be on the verge of losing
control.  His balls had drawn up into a tight, hair-covered package, and we
could see on each downstroke that his cock was absolutely hard as a rock
and ready to shoot.  Unable to delay the inevitable, Antonio groaned deeply
and thrust in to the hilt, burying himself completely as he came.  Brian
whimpered in frustration as he realized what had just happened, and he
tried to keep grinding against Antonio's spasming cock.

"Oh, fuck, that is awesome," Antonio groaned.  "You are just amazing," he
said to Brian as he leaned up to plant a kiss on his boyfriend's mouth.
"And I'm going to make sure that we take good care of you."  He turned to
us and smiled.  "Do you think that you guys could help out my boyfriend
here?"

Sam looked at me, and I shrugged my shoulders a little playfully.  What did
we really have to lose?  After extricating ourselves from our own tangle of
limbs, we walked over to our friends and I guided Sam into position, lining
his uncut cock up against Brian's hole.  Sam easily pushed through, and
before long he was sawing in and out of Brian's stretched sphincter.  As
Sam fucked him, Brian ground his own cock against Antonio's rippled
abdomen.  Antonio, meanwhile, whispered encouragement into his boyfriend's
ear, egging him and his orgasm on.

It didn't take long for Sam to cum, nor did it take me long to pull him off
of Brian so I could take his place.  I was almost shaking from excitement
as I pushed my erection up against Brian's hole, which clenched wildly when
I made contact.  Pressing forward, I encountered virtually no resistance,
thanks to the copious lubricant from Antonio's and Sam's cum.  All I could
feel was hot, wet velvet, and it was great.  I could sense that Brian was
in no mood to be teased, but that didn't stop me from repeatedly pulling
all the way out, thereby ratcheting up his frustration, before plunging
back in.  Eventually, however, I began to concentrate on the business at
hand, pushing my cock in as deep as I could, filling Brian up as full as I
could, and then using the mass of my whole body to slide him and his cock
back and forth across his boyfriend's torso.

As I ground my body against his, I could feel Brian's sexual frenzy grow.
His skin began to flush, sweat poured off of him, and just a hint of a
whimper escaped his lips.  He was very, very close.  Almost instinctively
(but also a little selfishly), I began to pump deeply into him, trying to
push both of us over the edge at the same time.  It only took maybe fifteen
or twenty strokes before he positively squealed, though presumably not in
pain.  His sphincter clamped down tighter than a drum, and I just lost it,
cumming hard.  Right at that moment, Sam leaned over and kissed me, sharing
my moment of bliss as I saw a thousand stars.

All four of us collapsed in a heap on Brian and Antonio's bedroll, enjoying
the afterglow of our powerful orgasms.  Hands were roaming as we lay there
watching the fire; in that moment I felt very close to all three of my
comrades, but especially to Sam.

"So, Mike, did you have any idea what you were getting yourself into when
you took the job at Idlewild?" Brian asked.

"To say `no' would be an understatement.  If I'd known this was how I'd
spend evenings, I think I would have been up here a long time ago."

"Yeah, but maybe you've figured out it's not all sex with the buds,
though," Brian replied.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I think he's talking about Rich's little operation," Antonio chimed in.
"Surely he's tried to hook you up with some of the members.  Just about
everybody gets that drill."

Suddenly I was uncomfortable.  I had never really discussed my
extra-curricular activities with Sam, and I didn't know exactly how he
would react.  For a moment I was tongue-tied.

Brian laughed.  "Come on Mike, there's nothing to be ashamed of.  It's good
money, and pretty innocent.  Just about every guy on staff has let some of
the members suck him off, or jerk him off.  I bet even you, Sammy boy."

Sam looked away.  "You have no idea.  And it's not as innocent as you might
think."  He paused.  "Listen, I'm going to go rinse off."  He got up and
went down to the water's edge.

"Whoa, I think you hit a nerve," Antonio said, playfully punching his
boyfriend's arm.

I got up and went after Sam.

"Look," I said, "I should have told you about this sooner.  I hope that
you're not mad.  I really haven't done that much, and I'll tell Rich I
don't want anymore assignments, if that's what you want."

Sam snorted.  "Mike, I don't have a leg to stand on in that department."

"What are you talking about?"

"I really can't tell you.  It just wouldn't be safe.  But let's just say
that I am in no position to judge what anyone else does.  Maybe you're the
one who should be angry."

Sam was squatting down at the water's edge, rinsing off the sticky sperm
that coated his cock.  I dropped down behind and put my arms around him.
We were quiet for a few minutes before going back to camp and snuggling
down inside our joined sleeping bags.

I fell into a deep sleep.  Disjointed dreams played out in my mind, none of
which I remember, except for the drum that started sounding louder and
louder.  It became so loud that I woke up, and I realized that a helicopter
was flying directly over us, going in the direction of Idlewild.  Its
throbbing engine punctuated the quiet night.  Sam was sitting straight up,
watching as the helicopter passed overhead.

"Shit.," Sam said. "Here we go again."