Date: Sun, 18 Sep 2016 17:44:52 -0700
From: Buddy Hunter <backwoodsnatureboy@gmail.com>
Subject: Sex at the Swimming Hole Part 2

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I don't claim to have exclusive use of the swimming hole, so I expect to
find others there.  But the voice I heard as I approached stopped me in my
tracks and made me smile.

"You gonna let me put my pole inside now, Pete?"

The voice was Logan's.  I hadn't seen him since the week before, but it
sounded like he had recovered from the shock of taking a load for the first
time.

"But I ain't never done this before," Pete whined.

"There's a first time for everything," Logan replied.  "It's your first
time to be fucked."

Pete was one of Logan's classmates.  Physically, they were a matched pair
except for Pete's dark good looks, which contrasted with Logan's blonde
hair and blue eyes.

Moving off the main trail, I followed a faint path into the bushes.  An
opening a few feet away provided a good view   I had used it before.  I
suspected others used it too.

Quietly, I sat down and looked through the thin growth of low brush that
screened my location.  Logan and Pete were on a blanket less than fifteen
feet away.  Logan was lubing up his pole.  Kneeling between Pete's legs, he
positioned himself for entry.

"You're not gonna cum inside me, are you?" Pete asked plaintively.

"Yes, I'm gonna cum inside you," Logan replied.  "That's what fucking is
all about."

I smiled to myself.  It might have taken a few days, but Logan had it
figured out now.

Logan pressed the head of his boner into Pete's hole.  Pete gasped.

"I didn't say you could put it in!" Pete complained, leaning up on his
elbows.

Logan grinned down at Pete.

"I'm gonna put it in anyway," Logan said, slowly sliding his pole all the
way in.

"Okay, so you're gonna fuck me," Pete conceded. "But you don't have to cum
in me."

"It was you who insisted that I fuck you, and I'm gonna go all the way,"
Logan replied.

Logan's eyes closed in pleasure as he began to fuck Pete.  Seeing the
action from the front, I had a great view.  I could watch the expressions
of pleasure on Logan's face and the smooth action of his muscles.  His face
and back glistened from the perspiration that was forming in the hot sun.
This was going to be a "hot fuck" in more ways than one.

"How is it, Pete?" Logan taunted.  "Do you like being fucked?  Ready to
take my load?"

"You don't have to cum in me," Pete desperately tried to bargain.  "You
could pull out."

"I never pull out," Logan replied.  "It's too messy."

Logan fucked Pete for a very long time.  He wanted to make this last as
long as possible.  He pushed himself close several times, pausing to
recover.  Then he pushed himself further.  Logan hung on the edge,
struggling desperately against the inevitable.

"Nooooooooo!  Don't cum in meeeeeeeee!" Pete wailed.

Logan lost the struggle.  With the same wild animal cry that I had heard a
few days earlier, he drove in as far as possible, loading Pete with cum.

Logan collapsed on his blanket, breathing hard.

"Thanks, Pete,"  he said with a grin.  "That was great.  Let's to do it
again tomorrow."

"Fuck you!" Pete replied as he put on his shorts and headed up the trail.

Logan smiled.  Getting up from the blanket, he dove into the water for a
short swim.  When he returned, I was lying naked where Pete had previously
been.

"Jesus, Buddy!" he exclaimed.  "You gotta stop appearing out of nowhere.
You scared the shit out of me again."

Logan flopped down beside me on the blanket.

"That smirk on your face tells me you've been down here a while," he said.

"That would be correct," I replied with a smile.  "You put on a good show.
I think you recovered from your first time experience."

"Yeah, I owe you an apology for running off last week,"  he said.  "You
gave me the experience of my life, and I was too upset to stick around for
more."

"No apology needed," I replied.  "It's a normal reaction.  I had the same
reaction the first time I got fucked.  It takes a while to sink in.  It
looks like you have it figured out now."

"Well, I hope so," Logan responded.  "As you may suspect, you just watched
my first time fucking another guy.  How did I do?"

"You did great," I replied.  "I suspected it was your first time only
because I was sure you hadn't done it when I fucked you last week.  You're
a natural as a top or a bottom."

"That's good to hear," Logan said with a grin.  "I owe you for the
education you gave me last week.   I suppose I should tell you about Pete."

"Only if you want to," I replied.

"I want to," Logan said.  "I was here yesterday with some friends.  We had
a few beers and the conversation turned to sex, of course.  The guys were
bragging about their conquests with girls. I wasn't saying anything.  Pete
gave me a bad time about my silence.  He suggested I might prefer to fuck
him.  The other guys and I blew it off, but he wouldn't let it go.  So I
took him up on it.  Then he tried to get out of it, but the others insisted
that he do it and told me to give them a detailed report."

"Most of those guys have messed around with other guys even if they're
straight, so it's not a big deal to them," he continued.  "He was screwed.
If he didn't do it, he would lose our respect.  My report will be a
one-time embarrassment everyone will laugh off.  He agreed to meet me here,
thinking I wouldn't make him follow through  You saw the rest."

"I love it!" I said, laughing.  "He deserved exactly what he got."

"I'm hot," Logan said.  "Let's take a dip and cool off."

In the water, we playfully wrestled.  When we were done, we both had
boners.  Upon returning to the blanket, Logan reached over and stroked my
pole.

"Wanna give me another round with that?" he asked.

"If you insist," I replied with a grin.

"I insist," Logan said, grinning back. "But you gotta wrestle me to get it
in."

I used my lube and then rolled on top of Logan.  With a twenty pound
advantage, holding his arms down with one hand wasn't hard.  I managed to
insert my pole in spite of the squirming around he was doing.  He gasped
with pleasure as I penetrated him.

"It feels just as good as it did a week ago," he said with a smile.

"It feels just as good inside you too," I replied, smiling back.

I started to fuck Logan, driving in deep each time.  I quickly had him
writhing with pleasure.  Then I decided to have a little fun.  I brought
him to the edge, but didn't give him enough stimulation to cum.

"Help me cum!" he complained.  "I wanna cum!"

"I had to wrestle to get in," I replied with a grin.  "You gotta wrestle to
cum."

Logan stroked his boner to give it further encouragement.  He bucked up at
me, trying to get the pleasure he wanted from my pole, but I countered each
move.  He clutched at my boner from inside trying to stimulate his p-spot
more.

"Let me cum!" he begged.  "Please let me cum!"

"You're not trying hard enough," I replied with a grin.

He was sweating like a pig from the hot sun and the effort.

"Please, Buddy, I gotta cum!" he pleaded.

I stopped teasing him and helped him instead.  With his usual animal howl,
he blasted his juice until it was running down his sides and onto the
blanket.  Cumming almost simultaneously, I spewed my cum and  answered
Logan's howl with one of my own.

"Jesus, that was good, Logan!" I exclaimed.  "You're the best fuck ever!"

"Let's jump in the water again," he said.  "Fucking in this sun is too hot."

Later in the day when it cooled off, I fucked Logan again.  He was going to
turn into one of my regulars, I was sure.  I hoped so, because he was a lot
of fun to fuck.

(Jared sat looking through a thin growth of low brush that screened his
location.  Lying on a blanket less than fifteen feet away, Buddy was
fucking his older brother.  It was hot watching his brother get fucked.
Jared smiled as he masturbated.  He had wondered if Logan had been getting
fucked by Buddy too, and now he knew.  Maybe he and Logan could fuck each
other.  Maybe all three of them could do something together.  This could
turn out to be fun he thought, as he shot another load of cum onto the
ground.)