Date: Mon, 9 Nov 2015 03:42:56 -0800
From: Buddy Hunter <backwoodsbonerboy@gmail.com>
Subject: Summer Seduction - Part 5

(Note:  This is the story of sexual encounters among teenage boys.  It is
strictly fiction and fantasy.  It involves sexual practices that are
considered unsafe and is not an endorsement of these practices.  Please
comply with the laws where you live concerning such literature, and read it
only if you can do so legally.  If you are offended by this sort of
material, please find other things that will not offend you.)


I arrived at Cody's cabin just before 6:00 wearing blue jeans and skin as
instructed.  The door was open, so I walked in.

"Hi, Buddy," Cody said.  "This is my cousin Kevin."

"Hi, Kevin," I said with a friendly smile.  "Glad to meet you."

"Same here," Kevin replied with a smile.

I dropped my sleeping bag behind the door and quickly assessed Kevin.
About six inches shorter than Cody, he had the same black hair, dark eyes,
and naturally muscular build.  He was comfortably barefoot, probably at
Cody's suggestion, and was wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt.

Kevin was evaluating me too, with a great deal of interest.  He seemed to
like what Cody had described as my "fuck me" look, and he was particularly
fascinated with my Mohawk hairstyle.

Having finished his evaluation, Kevin pulled off his shirt and put it in
his overnight bag.  The top of his underwear was visible above his jeans.
I wondered how soon that would go.

"I just learned that Buddy is a real Indian," Cody advised Kevin.  "Be
careful or he'll take your scalp."

"Don't believe him, Kevin," I responded.  "Us Indians are peaceful and
friendly these days."

"Cody, here's a housewarming present for you," I said, handing him a
carefully wrapped package.

I had spent a couple of days using Dad's woodworking tools and had created
a routed wood sign.  It was made out of cedar and had black lettering that
said, "Cody's Cabin".  I had enclosed a handmade card that said simply,
"Welcome home".

Cody unwrapped the package, read the card, and just stared at the sign for
a long time.  When he looked up at me,  I could see tears in his eyes.

"It's absolutely the best present ever," he said quietly.

We got out his basic tool set and screwed the sign to the outside of the
door.  Then we all stood there admiring the result.

"It's perfect," Cody said, wiping away the tears and giving me a big hug.

When we went back inside, Cody put the card on display on the fireplace
mantle.

We stood around talking for a few minutes until the pizza delivery guy
knocked at the door.

Cody handed me the money for the pizza.  "Grab the pizza for me, please,"
he said. "That should be enough for the pizza and the tip as well."

I wasn't sure why I was getting the pizza when Cody was just standing back
and watching, but it soon became clear.  The delivery guy was a
good-looking blond-haired dude, and he almost dropped  the pizza while he
was checking me out.

"T-t-thanks," he stammered as he took the money and quickly left.

I closed the door and turned around to see Cody grinning ear to ear.

"Just checking his reflexes, Buddy," he said.  "Like I told you before, you
look extremely sexy with your jeans about to fall off that hard body."

"Using me as bait again, I see, " I replied, grinning back, "I think he was
looking past me at you.  You're not leaving much to the imagination either."

Kevin was taking in this conversation without comment.  The next thing he
did was to disappear into the bathroom.  When he came out, he tossed his
underwear into his overnight bag.  The top button on his jeans was
unfastened.  He was either bowing to peer pressure or getting into the
spirit of the evening, or maybe both.

"Looking good, cousin," Cody said.

"You're a stud, Kevin," I said, giving my honest opinion.

Kevin blushed, but he obviously appreciated the input.  He was a cute
little fucker, and was every bit as sexy as Cody.

There was pizza waiting, and three hungry teenage boys were ready to eat it.

"Can't have pizza without beer," Cody remarked, providing each of us with a
bottle.  "Only one though.  We don't wanna piss off the parents and
grandparents."

There was another unspoken reason for the "only one" rule, and that had
evolved during our beer experiment a few days earlier.  More than one could
be less than good when your mission was scoring.

Cody sat down in one of the chairs.  I sat down on the sofa, and Kevin
promptly sat down close beside me.  I looked over at Cody.  He was
carefully eating his pizza, but the smirk on his face was obvious, at least
to me.

We made short work of the pizza.  I was wishing for another beer, but I
knew better, so I got a glass of water and returned to the sofa.

So far no one but Cody had been inside me, but I decided that Kevin was
going to be next, and I didn't think it would be hard to get him there.  I
casually reached over and rubbed his bare back and shoulders companionably.

"How's the vacation going, Kevin?" I asked.

"Pretty good," he replied.  "This is the best part.  Cody has a great place
to live here, and I think you're a good friend for him."

"That's nice of you to say," I responded, and then added, "Want me to give
your back and shoulders a massage?  It will help you relax."

"Oh yeah!" he said with a winning smile.  "That would be great!"

"Sit here between my legs so that I can do that," I suggested.

Kevin sat down in front of me.  I leaned him forward a little and worked on
his shoulders and back for several minutes.

Cody was setting something up on his computer.  I suspected he was about to
show a special porn video.

"OK, now lean back against me," I said.

Kevin sat back as close to me as he could and then leaned back against my
chest with an audible sigh.  I massaged his chest and stomach, and
occasionally let my hand slip down into his pants and along his boner.  He
was loving every minute of it.

"I got a video here to show you, Kevin," Cody said.  "I think you'll like
it."

Cody started the video he had taken a few days before of us wrestling
around and fucking.

Kevin suddenly realized what he was watching and sat upright, staring at
the TV.

"That's pretty cool," he said, watching us wrestle naked on the bed.

When the video got to the part where Cody pinned me down and inserted his
tool, Kevin reached down and unfastened the rest of his buttons.  Leaning
back against me, he put his hand inside his jeans and slowly stroked his
boner.  I felt his body jerk against me as a big wet spot appeared at the
end of his bulge.  He watched the rest of the video in silence as I
continued to massage his chest and stomach.

"That was really hot!" Kevin said when the video was over.  "This cabin is
the perfect place to have fun."

He was quiet for a few seconds, gathering the courage to continue.

"Could I do that to you like Cody did, Buddy?"  He asked shyly.

"Sure thing," I said.  "Have you ever done it before?"

"No," he admitted.  "But you could teach me how," he suggested hopefully.

"OK, we can try it out if you like," I offered. "Are you hard again and
ready to do it now?"

"Yes," he replied.

"Good," I said.  "Take off your jeans while I get on the bed."

We both stripped, and I lay down on my back.

"Get on the bed and kneel between my legs," I said.  "Yeah, like that.  Now
take some of that lube and spread it on your boner.  Right.  Now spread a
little on my asshole. Yes, like that.  Now put your finger inside and feel
around a little bit.  Work it around a little more.  Super!  You've got
it.  Now lean over me with one hand on each side of me."

I reached for his boner and positioned it at the entrance.

"Now press forward a little and it will slip inside.  Excellent!  Now do
whatever you think will feel good."

Kevin was beaming with delight.  He pushed in and out tentatively.  He
closed his eyes.  The pleasure was written all over his face.  He continued
to push in and out, deeper and deeper.  Once he pulled out too far, and I
had to help him put it in again.  He repositioned himself a couple of
times, and soon he was fucking like a pro.

Having just shot his wad, it took a while for him to cum again.  He probed
around inside for several minutes, enjoying all of the new sensations.

When he came it was sudden and hard.  He cried out with surprise and
pleasure as he drove his cum shooter in deep, gasping and struggling for
more traction on the bed.  With three or four deep thrusts, he unloaded
inside me and collapsed on my chest, panting like he had just finished a
race.

"Did you like that?" I asked him, stroking his back.

"It was like I was in heaven for a while," he said with a happy smile.

"Think you'll wanna do it again later?" I inquired.

"Oh, yeah!" he replied.  "And maybe Cody can do it to you and I can watch."

"I think we can do that," I said.  "Now pull on your jeans and we'll go sit
on the couch for a while."

I don't think it occurred to Kevin that Cody was recording this, but I knew
that he was.

We went back to the sofa, and I put Kevin between my legs again so that I
could continue to massage his back.

"Do you think we can have a second beer now," I asked Cody, having observed
that there was a complete six-pack.  "I think Kevin worked off the first
one."

"Works for me," Cody replied, and passed the rest of the beer around.

Cody started the video, and Kevin just about shit his pants.  His attention
was riveted to the TV.  He didn't move during the whole show.

"Can you play it again, please," he asked as soon as it was done.

Cody ran the overhead view instead.  Kevin was in a trance watching himself
fuck for the first time.  When it was done, he was beaming with pleasure.

"That was so hot!" he said.  "Can we do it some more now?"

"You bet we can," I said with a smile.  "But we'll just have fun and not
record it any more.

"Cool!"  he said.  "Cody, will you do Buddy while I watch, and then can I
do it again?"

"That works for me," Cody replied.  "How about you, Buddy."

"Sounds perfect," I said.

Cody had said that we would let Kevin take the lead.  Kevin was leading
quite nicely.

Cody and I put on a live show for Kevin, who stood there stroking his
boner.

"OK, Kevin, your turn again," I said when Cody was done.

"Cody, will you teach me how to make Buddy cum like that?" he asked.

Kevin fucked me again while Cody provided instruction on how to please your
partner.  Kevin wasn't successful the first time, but he was getting the
idea.

Nobody got much sleep that night, but I guess that's what slumber parties
are for.  Kevin got to fuck Cody and me as often as he wanted.  In between,
Cody and I took turns doing each other.  Kevin did Cody once, but he seemed
to be particularly hooked on doing me.  That worked well because Cody could
coach Kevin on the fine points of successful fucking.  By the time we all
fell asleep exhausted, Kevin had become a slightly smaller version of Cody
himself.  Kind of a mini fucking machine.

I awoke at about 6:00.  Crawling out of bed without disturbing them, I
borrowed a towel from Cody's closet, took a shower, and put on my jeans.
Then I started breakfast.

Cody's kitchen was pretty well stocked.  I had the standard bacon and eggs
going in no time, along with toast and a can of pears I found in the
cupboard.  The tantalizing odors awoke the other two.  They both showered,
put on their jeans, and sat down on the bar stools at the counter to eat.

"You're one hell of a good breakfast cook," Cody said, "not to mention that
I love your chef's uniform."

"It's the only uniform I've got, wise ass," I replied.  "You could at least
provide an apron."

"And spoil that great 'fuck me' look?" Cody shot back.  "I don't think so."

We cleaned up the cabin, and stripped the bed.  There was a large pile of
sheets and towels.  Cody needed to have a long session with the washer and
dryer.

"Thanks for the good time,"  Kevin said as I grabbed my unused sleeping bag
and prepared to return through the woods to my parents' house.  "This is
definitely the most fun part of my vacation."

"You're welcome, Kevin," I replied with a smile.  "Come back for more any
time.  Cody and I have a few other tricks we can show you."

It had been quite a night, and I needed some sleep.  Actually, as I thought
about it, I didn't even need to go into the house.  I went down by the
creek, rolled out my sleeping bag, and was sound asleep within minutes.