Date: Tue, 12 Oct 2010 17:19:10 -0700
From: Ian Bridge <about.a.boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Boy By The Lake

Please be advised, the following story is a work of fiction.  It contains
sexual interactions between two minor boys.  If this subject matter is
disturbing to you, or not to your taste, please be advised to read no
further.  If you are a minor, and not of legal age, you should not be
reading this story.

Story written and posted by
'This Boys Life'


			    The Boy by the Lake


   It was the summer of his twelfth year.  School had let out just a few
weeks earlier, and though he loved the summer, it was kind of lonely at
times.  Living out in the country, there weren't many other kids who lived
nearby, so when the school year ended the boy didn't have a lot of friends
to hang around with most the time.
   It had been really hot the last few days, so as he often did, the boy,
Ian, walked the fields out behind his property.  There was a small lake
beyond the tree line that was rather secluded and offered up a great place
to take a swim on a summer day.  There was only one other property that
bordered the lake, but no one had lived there for the past three months, so
the lake was like his own private swimming hole.

    Whenever Ian had one or two of his friends spend the weekend, they
always ended up skinny dipping and hanging around there.  But today Ian was
alone, and when he got to the lake he was already sweating under the summer
sun.  The boy quickly pulled off his cloths and dove into the cool
refreshing water.
   It felt great, and he loved to swim.  Everyone said he was a natural
athlete.  Just to describe the boy, he was a fairly typical twelve year
old.  He was only of average height for his age; he had sandy brown
shoulder length hair and green eyes.  The girls at school all thought Ian
was cute, but he really wasn't in the least bit interested in them.  The
boy had a very fit, trim body, and was well bronzed by the summer sun,
spending a lot of time swimming, and running around in just his shorts, (if
that.) He wasn't circumcised, and was still in the early stages of puberty.

     After swimming for forty five minutes or so Ian climbed out onto a
huge boulder near the edge and lay on his back to warm himself in the
sun. It felt so great to lie there totally relaxed, with the warm sun
washing over his naked young body.  He'd almost nodded off when there was a
cracking sound somewhere along the edge of the water.  He looked up quickly
to see what it was.  They had deer that roamed the woods from time to time,
and there were many other small animals around as well.
    The boy strained to look into the brush and trees that surrounded some
of the lake, but he couldn't see anything, and quickly forgetting about it,
he rolled over onto on my belly and let the sun warm his backside.  Several
minutes passed when he heard another sound come from the same direction as
before.
     He wasn't really worried; there wasn't anything around that would be
dangerous, but still, since he was naked he felt a bit unprotected.  He
smiled at the thought of some `rabid squirrel' jumping on him to grab his
nuts...  Ian began to laugh at the thought of it, and then got up and dove
off the rock back into the water.
   He swam around a bit, and found himself looking back at the shore from
time to time.  That's when Ian saw; him.  It looked for a moment like a boy
hiding in the brush.  Ian stood up in the waist deep water, and strained to
see what, or who it was.  Yes, it was a boy.  He seemed to be hiding there,
watching.
    "Hello?" Ian called out.  But there wasn't an answer.  "I can see you
there!" he said.  Though, in truth he really couldn't see the other boy
very well.  Many seconds passed.  Finally he saw the kid poke his head out
a little.  He was a cute boy, surely about his own age, twelve.  He had
short blond hair, and his eyes sparkled blue in the sunlight.  He didn't
appear to be any taller than Ian was, about five feet or so.  He looked fit
as well.
   "I'm sorry." The boy finally said.  "I, I didn't mean to be spying on
you."
   "That's okay." Ian replied.  "I don't think I know you." The boy now
came out completely from behind the bushes and took a few timid steps
forward.  He was wearing khaki cargo shorts, and had his shirt off hanging
from his waist band.  "Do you live around here?"
    "Well, ya." He answered.  "We just moved into the house across the
field." He pointed back through the woods.
    "Oh.  That's the Jenkins place, er, I mean it used to be." Ian said to
the boy.  "My name's Ian.  I live over the other way." And he pointed back
toward the direction of his house.  "So, what's your name?" he asked.
    "Oh, ya, I'm Jacob.  Jake if you want."  He stepped forward to the edge
of the water.  "So," he paused, "Do you uh, always swim that way?"  Ian was
confused a moment, then remembered he was naked, and sort of crouched down
a bit in the water, a little embarrassed.
    "Ya, well, sometimes I guess." he didn't know what else to say, but
"You, you wanna' come in swimming?" he asked.  But the boy looked a little
uncomfortable'
    "Not right now." He said.  "I have to get back to the house.  I was
just kind of exploring a little bit, you know.  We're still moving in.  I
just wanted to look around while my parents went into town to get some
groceries.  Maybe next time though." He turned and started walking back the
way he had come.
   "Alright, ya." Ian said.  "Guess I'll see you around."
   "Ok.  It was good to meet you Ian." He turned his head and looked back
at Ian, still standing in the water.  "You look good..." he said quietly.
Then turned and ran off through the brush, heading toward his home.

   What did he mean by that? Ian wondered, as he started moving toward
shore. He walked out of the shallow water, and noticed he had a bit of a
stiffy.  He hadn't realized he was getting one, and he looked back toward
the brush to where Jake had been.  He was well off in the distance now
running for home.  Looking back at his semi stiff dick, he was a little
confused.  Puberty was an odd time, and lately he'd been getting hardons if
he even farted.  Shaking his head, he passed it off as `just one of those
things.'
   Ian grabbed up his t-shirt from the ground, dried off with it as best he
could, then pulled on his shorts, slipped into his loosely tied Vans, and
headed toward home.  The boy ran though the field, hopping the fence, and
when he got back to the house, he kicked his shoes off on the porch and
went inside.
   "Ian, is that you honey?"  He heard his mom's voice from the kitchen.
"I have some lunch for you."  Ian was heading up the stairs to his room,
but when his stomach grumbled, he spun on his heels and went to the
kitchen.

   "Hi mom." Ian said, sitting on one of the stools and scooting up under
the counter.  "Is this tuna?" he asked hopefully.
   "Of course honey.  With cucumber chips, just as you like them.  Have you
been swimming again?" She asked.
   "Yep.  An' I saw a new kid there.  I guess some people just moved into
the Jenkins house." He said, chomping into his sandwich.  "Got any milk?"
he mumbled,
   "Don't talk with your mouthful." She chided as she set a glass of milk
in front of him.  "I have to run into town for awhile.  You want to stay
here, or come with me?"  "Na, I'll stay home." Ian gulped out over a
mouthful of sandwich.  His mom just shook her head with a smile, said she
would see him later and headed out to the car.  The boy finished his milk
and headed up stairs.  Looking out of the bedroom window he watched his mom
drive off down the road.  Cool, he thought, I'm alone for the afternoon.
He slipped out of his shorts, and walked into his bathroom to take a
shower.  Turning on the water, he stepped into the cool stream.
   It felt good as the cooling water washed down his body, flowed across
his butt crack, and rinsed over his junk.  Grabbing up the shampoo Ian
lathered up, and spent a good deal of time soaping himself, rubbing his
hands around his firm body.  He had boned up, of course, and with his eyes
closed, he slowly lathered up his stiff boy tool, rubbing himself
pleasurably.
   The boy moved his hand around back, sliding his fingers into his warm
crack, and let a quiet sigh escape his lips.  Grasping his penis with firm
fingers, he began to masturbate himself.  This was of course, the favorite
pastime of every boy who ever walked the planet.  In the last few months,
Ian had begun growing a bit down there, and now he could drip pre cum as he
enjoyed himself.  Last month he had even started squirting his honey like
ejaculate.  Not much, but several intense squirts of pure pleasure.  No
pubic hair yet, other than a few very blond, silky strands that lay softly
on his pubic mound.
   The boy's fingers worked magically, squeezing with just the right
pressure.  Pulling his foreskin up and down, working it over, and then off
the head of his boy shaft.  He was getting those first stirrings, and
clenched his butt cheeks, wriggling around a bit.  The soap still covered
him, and his free hand slid playfully across his chest and firm stomach.
Ian began humping his hand, the intense feelings now building in his loins.
He took the tip of his forefinger and worked it in small circles just under
the head of his penis.
   With eyes still closed, he realized he was thinking about Jake, the boy
at the lake.  Ian could see the boy's cute face and bare chest.  His blue
eyes seemed to sparkle above his pearl white teeth...  Just then, it
arrived.  His testicles drew up tight in their sac, and his eyes rolled
back.  His whole body shivered with excitement, his legs went taught, even
his toes tensed.
   Instantly his groin exploded.  He squeezed his eyes shut as cum shot
from his tingling cock, followed by two other brief squirts of golden goo.
He sighed, and grunted with pleasure.  His knees nearly buckled as his legs
went weak.  He had to lean on the wall to support him.  Breathing heavily
now, he couldn't believe how awesome that was.
    That had been the most intense ejaculation he had ever had, and he was
almost shaking with delight.  After several minutes, Ian began rinsing off
in the shower, and began thinking how odd it was that he had been thinking
about the new boy while jerking off.  Though it was a little confusing to
him, it didn't really bother him either.  In fact, he was wondered when he
would see Jake again.


__________________________Part Two



    Ian awoke the next morning with the sun streaming though his partially
open window, and the sound of his mom downstairs calling out his name.
    "Ian, you need to get up." She hollered up to him.  "I'm going into
town, and I want you to come with me."  Ian stretched, and yawned as he
looked over at his clock to see that it was just past nine.  Closing his
eyes for a moment, he reached under the covers to scratch himself, and
found that he had a case of `morning wood'; so he grabbed hold of it and
just held it in his hand.  He though back to his shower the night before,
and remembered how great his orgasm had been.  His biggest to date, and he
again recalled the sweet face of the new kid.
   Ian was just contemplating jerking off again, when his mom started
knocking at his bedroom door.  "Are you getting up?" she called into him.
Ah, crap!  So much for a morning wank.
   "Ya mom.  I'll be down in a minute."  Tossing the covers down, he
crawled out of bed and pulled on a fresh pair of underwear and some Nike
shorts.  He cleaned up a bit, then made his way downstairs to grab a bagel,
and meet his mom outside in the car.

   They drove the six miles into town, and went into the Safeway so his
mother could shop.  Ian was bored of course, and made his way to the
magazine aisle to check out the new cycling mags.  He was kneeling there
checking out the new bikes, when he heard someone call out to him.
   "Hi Ian." Came a soft voice.  Ian looked over his shoulder and saw the
new kid, Jake, standing there next to a woman.
   "Oh, hi."  He answered, and glanced up at the woman standing just behind
Jake.
   "This is my mom," Jake said.  "Mom, this is Ian.  He's the kid I met
yesterday.  He lives in the red house down the road from us."
    "Hi." Ian said, and as she had extended her hand, he reached out and
greeted her.  They talked for a few moments, and then she said she was
going to shop for a few things.  She asked Jake if he wanted to hang out
there while she did.
    So Jake knelt on the floor near Ian, and grabbed up another magazine to
look through.  Ian couldn't help but look over at him.  This was the first
time he'd seen him up close.  He really was cute, and as he knelt there, he
had to shift position a bit as he felt himself begin to bone up.  Now Ian
was totally confused.  What was it about this kid that was stimulating him?
This had never happened with any of his other friends, and they had all
skinny dipped, and showered together.
   This was just too weird.  But he looked at him again.  Jake was wearing
shorts and flip flops, and just the sight of his bare legs and feet was
kind of intriguing to Ian.  When Jake looked up, Ian quickly looked back
down to his magazine.

   "So...  Are you gonna' go swimming again later?" he asked Ian.
   "Ya, I guess so."  Ian answered.  "It's s'posed to be hot again this
afternoon.  Are you gonna' go?" he asked, looking over at him.
   "I was thinkin' about it." he said.  They both sat quietly for a few
minutes, thumbing through the magazines, each boy occasionally glancing
over at the other.  Ian's mom had come down the aisle, saying she was ready
to check out.  So the boy introduced her to Jake, and putting the magazine
back he stood up and told Jake he would see him later.

 Ian followed his mom down the row, and when they neared the end he turned
to look back at Jake, who was looking up at him as well.  They both grinned
at each other, and he gave Ian quick wave.

   Ian noticed during the car ride home, that he kept thinking about Jake.
He seemed like a cool kid, and Ian really wanted to get to know him. He
knew he probably needed a friend, being new in the area.  And in truth,
since no other kids lived close by, Ian knew it would be nice having a new
pal.  Still, there was some other attraction that he felt for this boy,
though he couldn't put a finger on it.  All he could figure was that it was
just this puberty thing messing around with his hormones.  At least, that's
what all the sites he had looked at online had said.

   Later that afternoon, Ian left the house and made his way across the
field toward the lake.  He had taken a beach towel with him this time,
intending to lay out in the grassy area by the lake.
   When he got there, he looked around, hoping that Jake might be there,
but he was alone.  Spreading his beach towel in the grass, he pulled off
his tank top, and kicked out of his shoes, but decided to leave on his Nike
sports shorts for the time being.  He lay down on the towel and enjoyed the
hot sun.
   After a time, he got up and climbed up on the big boulder that he often
rested on while swimming.  It was almost too hot beneath his bare feet,
since he was not wet yet, so he dove off into the lake.
   The water felt great, and he swam the length of the lake.  Ian crawled
up on the far bank where he and his friends had tied a rope to one of the
branches of a tree that hung over the waters edge.  He swung out over the
water and let go.

    Ian was floating on his back, when he noticed Jake walking through the
brush and work his way over to where Ian had spread the beach towel.  He
was happy to see him, and he swam over to the shore.
   "Hey." He called out to Jake.
   "Hi Ian." Jake answered.  "How's the water?" He asked, pulling his shirt
off.
   "It's good dude.  I wasn't sure if you were gonna' show up."
   "Ya, I had to help my mom with some stuff, so I couldn't get out of
there till we finished."  He pulled off his shoes, then slowly hooked his
thumbs into his waistband, and hesitated, looking at Ian in the water to
see if he was wearing anything.  "So," he smiled shyly, "You skinny dipping
today?"
  "Well, no.  I wasn't sure if you were ok with that, so I'm wearin' my
shorts.?
  "Oh....  No, it's cool.  Whatever you usually do." Jake said.  But there
was a sound of relief in his voice.  Ian was a little disappointed, because
he really wanted to see Jake's stuff.
   "Well," he said with a sound of encouragement, "I can take them off, you
know, if you want to try it.  Have you ever skinny dipped before?"  Jake
shook his head timidly, and blushed a bit.  "You're not shy about being
naked are you?" Ian asked.
   "Well... No not really..." He hesitated.  "Ya, I guess kind of'." He
said honestly.
   "That's okay." Ian said.  "It feels great actually.  But you don't have
to if you don't want to.  There's nothing to be embarrassed about though.
Were both guys, and I'm sure we look pretty much the same."
   "Sure.  What the hell!" Jake replied, then quickly pulled his shorts off
and ran into the water.  Ian swallowed hard as he watched.  He didn't have
much time to look, but he saw Jake was circumcised, and his dick was about
the same size as Ian's.  Wow, he wanted to see more.
   Still standing in the water, he slid out of his own Nike shorts, tossed
them up near his towel, and then swam over to Jake, with a big grin on his
face.
   "Wow!" Jake was grinning back at him, "This feels weird, but great."
They stood for awhile, and then started splashing each other.  It was only
minutes before Jake had forgotten all about being naked.  The boys began to
dunk each other, and wrestle around in the water.  As they jumped on each
other, Ian noticed how good it felt when their cocks brushed up against
each other.
   They played, and swam for a couple of hours, before walking out of the
water towards Ian's towel.  They stood there, and both boys couldn't help
but look, to check out each others tool.
   "You look nice."  Jake said.  "I've never seen anyone who wasn't
circumcised before."
   "Yours looks cool too." Ian replied, staring at Jake's penis and smooth
testicles.  "I uh, gotta' pee."  He took several steps away from where they
were standing, turning away from Jake.  He was starting to get a stiff, and
was a little timid about letting his new friend see him bone up.  After a
moment he started to pee.
    Jake walked up alongside of him, and also started to take a leak. They
looked at one another and grinned.  When they finished, they walked over to
Ian's towel. They dried off and got dressed.
   "That was cool."  Jake told Ian.  "Thanks for talking me into it."
   "Ya, no problem!" Ian replied.  He thought for a moment.  "So, if it's
okay with your Mom, do you want to, maybe spend the night at my house.?"
   "Really?  Ya that would be neat.  I'll ask as soon as I get home.  You
sure it's okay?"
   "Ya, my folks don't care.  Their happy when I have friends over.  Have
your mom call mine."  And he gave Jake the number.  They picked up all
their stuff and walked together to the edge of the field, then turned their
separate ways to head home.


   When Ian got home, he told his mother about swimming with Jake.  He
didn't mention the skinny dipping part of course.  He asked if Jake could
spend the night, to which she replied that it would be fine.  About half an
hour later the phone rang, it was Jake, and he told Ian it was okay to
spend the night, so they let their moms chat for awhile on the phone.
   Around five thirty, a car pulled into the driveway; it was Jake and his
mom.  Ian went out to meet him, and helped him carry his sleeping bag into
the house.  They chatted for a while with Ian's mom, then both boys ran
upstairs to Ian's room.
   "Wow, cool room!" Jake told him.  "You gotta' lot of neat stuff."  Ian
tossed Jake's back pack and sleeping bag on his bed, and then showed him
around.  They played around till dinner time, and then went down to eat
with Ian's parents.

   Dinner finished, the boys went back upstairs, where they talked about
`stuff,' and played a few video games.  After a while they turned on the TV
to watch, and Ian's mom brought up some pie and milk for them, which they
gobbled down while watching their movie.
   They were lying side by side on their bellies across Ian's bed, with
pillows propped up under them.  Both boys were barefoot, and had their
shirts off, as it was still quite warm in his room.
   At one point, Jake moved his foot, and the boy's legs and feet were
touching each other and neither boy pulled away.  Ian was enjoying the
feeling of his friends leg up against his.  It was warm, smooth, and soft.
He looked over at Jake, who looked back and smiled.'
   After the movie, they rolled over onto their backs, still side by side
and they talked about all sorts of things.  Their legs and bare shoulders
were still touching, and Ian began to think about how Jake looked when they
were at the lake.  He turned his head and looked at his new friend.
   "Can I ask you something?  Something, really personal?!" Ian asked
quietly.  Jake turned his head and looked at Ian.
   "Sure, I guess." He replied looking quizzically at his friend.
   "Do you ever...  Well, you know, do you ever mess around with yourself?"
He asked almost in a whisper.  Jake's eyes narrowed as he digested the
question.  He was quiet for a while, and Ian wondered if he should have
said anything.
   "You mean, like, jerk off and stuff?" Jake asked, still looking at him.
   "Ya. Stuff like that."  Ian confirmed.  Both boys looked at each other
in the eyes, then Jake looked back up to the ceiling and swallowed.
Finally, he answered shyly.
   "Yes." He said.  "I do that stuff.  Do you? He looked back at Ian, who
grinned at him.
   "Of course!  Is there anyone who doesn't?" he laughed, feeling more
comfortable now.  "So, have you ever done it, you know, with a friend?" he
said it somewhat suggestively.
   "Na, just by myself."  Jake stated.  "Why, did you?"
   "A couple of times with my friends." He said, then rolled onto his side
to face Jake.  "We could, you know, do it if you wanted to." Ian said.  He
could see Jakes face flush a bit.  "We don't have to," he added hastily,
"It's no big deal, but if you wanted to try it."  Jake looked directly at
him.  A small smile crossed his lips.
   "I will, if you want to." Jake answered.  And both boys grinned at each
other as Ian nodded that he wanted to.

   Ian hopped off the bed, and went to lock his bedroom door.  He jumped
back up onto the bed on his knees and looked at Jake, while he hooked his
thumbs under the waistband of his shorts.  He waited.  Then Jake did the
same, and both boys yanked off their shorts at the same time.  Ian was
already half stiff, and as soon as Jake looked at him, Jake began to bone
up as well.
   They both reached down, and took hold of themselves.  Ian's dick was
standing tall now, fully erect, the purple head of his dick just showing
inside his foreskin.  Jake was staring intently at it.  He'd only seen an
uncircumcised dick once at the lake, but never erect.
   "Wow..." He said, eyeing it.  "That looks so cool."  He watched,
mesmerized as Ian pulled his foreskin down, fully exposing the moist purple
head of his cock.  Jake couldn't look away from it as both boys slowly
stroked themselves.  "Can I look at it, up close?"  he asked Ian.
   "Sure." Ian responded excitedly.  This was more than he could have hoped
for.  He was busy as well, staring at Jakes erection.  Both boys were the
same size, around four to four and a half inches, fairly typical of a
twelve year old's erection.  Jake was also in the early stages of puberty,
and his testicles were starting to hang lower, a few short hairs beginning
to come in.  Except for the foreskin, and Ian's purple colored head, they
could have been twins.
   Jake lay on his side, his face in close to Ian's penis.  He looked
closely at it.  It was beautiful.  The skin was smooth and Jake was excited
as he watched Ian's foreskin slid up and down over his purple head, his
young balls swayed forward and back as Ian slowly masturbated.  Jake was
totally (and surprisingly) stimulated by his new friends' tool.
   He looked up at Ian, and asked if he could, maybe touch it.  Ian
couldn't believe it.  This was amazing, the boy that he had masturbated to.
The boy who for some reason excited him, was now asking to touch his dick.
He let go of his erection, and made it available to Jake.
   Jake reached out, his fingers were trembling.  He had never done
anything like this before.  He reached over and slowly put his fingers on
Ian's penis.  It was awesome.  He could feel excitement coursing through
him.  Ian's penis skin was so soft, yet the shaft so firm.  It was warm in
his hand, as he rubbed his thumb up over the tip.  There were several drops
of precum leaking out of it, and his thumb slid through it.  His own
erection became even more rigid.
   He moved in closer to it and breathed in the smell of Ian's penis.  This
was unbelievable, the musky scent of boy crotch.  He gazed up at Ian, who
had his eyes closed, and Ian could feel Jakes warm breathing against his
genitals.  He trembled in his excitement, and his hand wandered to the top
of Jake's head.  He gently moved his fingers through Jake's soft blond
hair.
    Without any notice, he suddenly felt a moist warmth on his penis.  He
opened his eyes, and looking down he saw that Jake had slipped his mouth
over the end of his tool.  No way, he thought, then rolled his eyes back at
the wonderful feeling that was coming from his boyhood.
    Jake was in his own world of delight.  He didn't know what prompted him
to do it, but while he was staring at Ian's tool, and breathing in his
musk, he just couldn't resist, and he had slipped his mouth over Ian's
purple cock head.  His tongue swirled around the head, darting in and out
around the slit at its tip.  It was glorious.  Drops of precum continued to
ooze from it.
    The taste was sweet, enticing, and he wanted more of it.  He began
moving his head up and down the firm shaft of his new pal's dick.  It was
so warm, and it felt fantastic as he sucked at it.  He could hear Ian
softly moaning above him, and it turned him on even more.  He could feel
Ian's fingers softly rubbing through his hair.

   After a while he pulled back, letting Ian's penis slide from his lips.
He lowered his head, and nuzzled Ian's testicles with his nose and moist
lips.  Ian continued to moan softly.
    Shortly, Ian, almost at the point of orgasm, gently lifted Jake's face
from his groin, and pulled him in close.  They looked into each other's
eyes.  Ian leaned in and gently kissed Jake on the lips.  The boys
continued to look at each other, and both leaned in again.  Neither of them
really knew what they were doing, yet they moved like experienced lovers,
caught up in the passion of it

   This time with their lips parted, their tongues danced playfully in and
out of each others mouths.  They kissed, wetly sliding lips on lips, and
tongued each other passionately.  Their bodies were firmly pressed
together.  The warmth of full body contact was heavenly.  Both boys could
literally feel precum oozing from their cocks, making their bellies a
slippery patch of warm skin.
   Ian began kissing Jakes neck, slowly inching his way down the boy's soft
body.  He kissed and licked Jake's chest, gently tonguing his small pebbled
nipples.  He gently kissed his way down the center of Jakes stomach,
lapping at his navel like a dog at a water bowl.  Licking at the precum
that was pooled there.  So sweet!
   At last he arrived at Jake's erection.  He breathed in the scent of it,
kissing the warm tip.  With pursed lips, he slid his mouth over Jake's
engorged prick.  He bobbed slowly up and down, and as he did so, his hand
slid around Jake's round butt cheek.  It was firm, and smooth, slightly
damp with warm boy sweat that now covered both of them.  He moved his
fingers into Jake's butt crack, and slowly rubbed the tip of his middle
finger across Jakes's pucker.
   This time it was Jake's turn to moan.  The sensations coming from his
groin, and the excitement emanating from his anus was unbelievable.  Ian's
finger gently slid into his butt hole.  He wriggled it around, pushed it
slowly in and out.  Jake's body was in overload.  He could feel the sperm
building, and he told Ian he was about to cum.  Ian was relentless, and he
sped up his head bobbing.  He buried his finger to the hilt up Jakes' boy
hole.
   "I'm coming...  I, Arrrggggrrrrrrrrrrrr" Jake's balls tightened against
his body, every muscle in his legs tensed, toes curled, his butthole
clamped tightly on Ian's finger.  His eyes squeezed tightly shut, and as
his back arched, as his groin burst with fire.  A glistening stream of
white honey blew into Ian's mouth.  Ian sucked it hard, swallowing the warm
goop.  He pulled off and with his hand he jacked Jakes meat.  Two more
forceful squirts jetted up and onto Jakes belly.
   Ian took Jakes boy cock back into his mouth and sucked it dry.  Jake,
his body now relaxing, ran his fingers through the pool of cum on his
belly.  He raised his fingers to his lips and sucked at them.
   Ian pulled off again, and moved up to lick the remaining cum off of
Jakes belly.  Then, with a mouth full of the sticky cream, he moved up and
locked lips with Jake, they shared the warm boy sauce in their mouths.

    Jake was spent, but the pleasure he had was so intense that he had to
share it with Ian.  He rolled Ian onto his back and settled in between his
knees.  Putting his hands on the back of Ian's thighs, he raised his legs
up to his chest, exposing the pink pucker of his anus.  He smiled down at
Ian.  Then he lowered his head and began kissing Ian's testicles, and
licking between his sac, and his butt hole.
   Finally he began darting his tongue in and around the wrinkled pink
grommet.  Ian squealed with delight.  He gently cupped Jakes head in his
hands and softly ran his fingers through the boy's hair.
    While Jake continued to lick, he took Ian's shaft into his hand and
stroked it vigorously.  Ian was dripping so much precum, it was almost a
stream.  Jake took Ian's penis into his mouth, savoring the sweet
drippings, and worked him with his tongue.  Ian couldn't take anymore, and
his body tensed up readying for his climax.  He squeezed tightly against
Jake, his balls turned to fire as his young sac tightened against him.
    "I...  I... Ahhhhhhhhhh" And his groin burst into orgasm. A thick
stream of amber white cream jetted from him and into Jakes hungry mouth.
Another hot stream squirted onto Jakes face as he pulled the penis from
between his lips.  There were two more spurts of semen that shot high into
the air before dropping back onto the boy's sweaty bodies.
   With that, Jake collapsed on top of Ian.  Both of them spent as never
before.  They lay there for some time, both breathing heavily, until
finally their heartbeats returned normal.  They looked at each other, and
smiled weakly.
   "That was fucking unbelievable..." Ian muttered contentedly.
   "No doubt." Jake whispered
   "I've never had so much cum before.  Holy crap that was great."  And
they boys lay together, arms draped over one another, and dozed off.  When
they woke, several hours later, they were nearly stuck together with each
others dried semen.  They grinned at each other, having had the best
experience either had ever had.  Ian got up, and grabbing Jakes arm, he
pulled him up off the bed as well.  "Come on." He said.  "I think we both
need a shower."

   There were to be many more adventures for the boys.  But that, alas, is
a story for another day.  The End...


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