Date: Sun, 30 Aug 2009 16:14:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Crystal Lake- 10

Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Any similarity between my characters
and real people, places, or events is merely a coincidence. This story
contains descriptions of imagined sexual activity between teenage boys. If
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Crystal Lake - 10

"The site of the fishing tournament changes every year." Josh explained to
Travis as they walked down to the dock earlier than normal.

To Travis, it seemed like it was still the middle of the night.

"Mom and dad are really excited it's coming here."

"Uh huh."  Travis yawned, noting that he just wanted to go back to bed.

"Dad started talking about it a year ago. He knew it would be good for
business. I mean, after all, it is the biggest walleye tournament in the
state!"

Judging by the number of people setting up displays, it looked as though
Mr. Danielson would be right. Most of the major manufacturers of rods,
reels, tackle, as well as boats and motors were represented. The resort was
filling up fast.

"Fuck!" Josh whispered to Travis as boat after boat started to make their
way toward the resort from the public landing. It was just barely 5:30 a.m.

"Your Dad's gonna be smiling tonight!" Travis yawned, as a crowd slowly
gathered on the sloping ground heading up to the bar/restaurant.

The registration table had been set up just in front of the lodge to
collect entrance fees and explain the rules. Josh told Travis that it was a
catch and release event, meaning that the fish had to be brought back
alive, weighed, and then released.

"What's the prize?" Travis asked as he watched the crowd grow.

"$10,000.00 for the top catch, and smaller amounts on down."

Travis had offered to help out at the dock after Josh's accident, and
Mr. Danielson agreed. He offered Travis $9.00 an hour, even though Travis
argued he didn't need the money.

As a boat pulled alongside the dock, Travis heard his name called. He
turned to look and recognized a kid from his old school.

"Jason?" Travis laughed, as he made the boat secure.

"Hey, how ya doing?" Jason smiled, "I haven't seen you since school got
out. You spending the summer up here?"

Travis shook his head. "Nah, actually my folks bought a place, I'm living
here now!"

Jason got a surprised look, "the hot shot of the freshman tennis team up
here?" he laughed.

"Yeah, boggles the mind, doesn't it?" Travis chuckled.

"Oh, this is my Dad," Jason offered as Travis glanced to the back of the
boat. "He loves these tournament things!"

"Nice to meet you, Sir," Travis nodded.

Jason's dad nodded back.

"Maybe I'll see you later," Jason offered as the boat pulled back out after
they had registered.

"Have a good time, and if you win the ten thousand bucks, let me know, I'll
send you my address!" Travis laughed.

* * * *

The guys were busy for the first hour and a half, and then as the horn
sounded, the boats all sped off in search of the largest walleye. The dock,
now deserted, was quiet, which brought a welcome break.

"How's your arm holding up?" Travis asked as they sat on the grass near the
pier, sharing a cold soda.

"Still aches sometimes," Josh said, squinting into the sun.

"Well, it's really only been a week."

"It sucks!" Josh said with disappointment, "no water skiing, or swimming."

Travis nodded.

"So, who was that Jason guy?"

"A kid I knew from the tennis team, he's a year older."

"He's cute."

"Yeah, but not as cute as you, so you can stop worrying."

"Do I look like I'm worrying?" Josh grinned.

"Yes," Travis giggled.

Josh blushed.

* * * *

As the day wore on, families came out and spread their blankets on the
grass near the shore. A group of little kids laughed and splashed in the
lake, while their moms kept an eye on them from nearby.

From time to time, a boat would race in, carry their catch in to be
weighed, and then take off again. Other boats with live wells held their
catch, and waited to weigh in at the close of the day.

Fishing ended at sundown, when a tally was made. Josh told Travis the
totals would be put on a leader board. The second day's catch would be
added to the first, and a winner declared. In the meantime, the restaurant
and bar did a record business.

Things were still going strong at 10:00 p.m. when Josh and Travis settled
into Josh's room.

"Damn, that was a long day!" Travis groaned, flopping down onto Josh's bed.

"Yeah, I don't think I've ever seen it this busy." Josh moaned as he sat on
the floor near Travis. He rested the back of his head against the bed and
began to rub his neck.

Travis leaned over. "Your neck hurt? Want a back rub?"

Josh nodded.

As Travis tenderly massaged his boyfriend's shoulders and neck, Josh lay
back and moaned in appreciation.

"I'll give you a month to stop doing that!" Josh joked, as his neck and
shoulders relaxed under Travis's strong fingers.

"You're tighter than a virgin on prom night!" Travis giggled as he worked
to loosen a knot in Josh's upper right shoulder.

"What the fuck do you know about that?" Josh laughed.

Travis chuckled, and then got back to work.

"Josh?"

"Yeah?" Josh whispered, his eyes closed, apparently in a dreamy place.

"Can I tell you something?" Travis asked with a serious voice.

"Sure," Josh said gently.

"Dude, you reek!" Travis laughed.

"What?" Josh snapped his eyes open in surprise.

Travis made a face, "I'm saying you stink!"

"No way!"

"Way!"

Josh tucked his nose under his arm and sniffed. "Oh, that's nasty!" he
laughed when he pulled his face back out.

"Need some help in the shower?" Travis grinned with his customary wiggle of
his eyebrows.

"Mom and Dad will be back by 12:00" Josh said, glancing at his clock.

"Plenty of time!"

* * * *

There were giggles and laughter as Travis helped Josh out of his jeans, T
shirt, and finally his boxers.

"I like it when you're naked!" Travis laughed, as Josh stood in the middle
of the bathroom fiddling with his dick.

Travis looked down as Josh reached for the bulge in his jeans and gave it a
rub.

"I haven't seen little Travis in a while," Josh teased, "Want to let him
out?"

Travis smiled, unzipped his jeans, and his dick popped out.

"I think he missed you!" Travis said with a laugh, as he felt his dick get
chubby, and then stand upright.

Josh reached out and gave it a couple of gentle strokes.

"Shower?" Travis said as a reminder.

Josh grinned, turned, and pulled back the curtain.

Travis adjusted the temperature of the water and then watched as Josh
climbed in and stepped under the spray. He followed.

"You might want to keep that out of the water," Travis said, nodding at
Josh's cast.

Josh nodded.

"Here, let me do that," Travis said with a soft smile as Josh reached for
the soap.

He gently took the bar from Josh and then slowly ran it over his shoulders,
his back, and then under each arm. Josh faced forward while Travis stood
behind. Travis soaped Josh all over, noting that once in a while he
occasionally twitched.

"Ticklish?" Travis giggled, when Josh jerked again.

"Yeah," Josh laughed, so watch your hands!"

Travis's dick bumped against Josh's rear end a few times as he methodically
washed his boyfriend. "God, he's got a nice ass," Travis thought to
himself, looking down at the perfectly shaped bubble butt just inches from
his dick. His eyes were especially drawn to the deep crease. He watched
with delight as a small trickle of water ran down Josh's back, into his
crack, and then down his leg.

"Have I ever told you that you've got a cute butt?"

"No," Josh laughed, "do you really think it's cute?"

Travis ran his hand gently over the soft mounds. "Yeah, really cute! Your
ass looks like a ten year old's."

"That feels nice," Josh whispered when Travis reached around front and
soaped Josh's chest, stomach, and then his pubes. Josh was hard.

"We have to make sure this part is really clean," Travis teased, slowly
stroking Josh's dick. Adding more soap to his hand, he made it so slippery
it easily slid up and down Josh's cock.

Josh leaned back a little, resting against Travis. "Mmm, I should make you
do this every day!"

Travis gave Josh a gentle kiss on the neck. "I'd do it," he laughed.

Travis sensed Josh was getting close, so he stopped and pulled his hand
away. He brought it around, soaped it up, and let it come to rest on Josh's
butt cheek.

"You need to be clean back here, too," Travis whispered, running his hand
down over Josh's ass, between his cheeks, and lightly over his hole.

Josh took in a breath as Travis's fingers lingered there.

"Uh," Josh started to say, as Travis nibbled at his neck.

Travis used the finger he had just brushed against Josh's hole to probe the
opening, tickling the edges of Josh's private place. Josh spread his legs a
few inches, inviting him to do more. Travis rubbed his hand up and down
Josh's crack a couple of more times, pausing once again at his
rosebud. Josh leaned forward and rested his arm against the front wall of
the shower. As Josh lay with his head against his arm, he stuck his ass out
just a bit.

"You okay?" Travis asked softly, continuing to explore.

Josh nodded.

Twisting his soapy finger, Travis eased it against the tight ring guarding
Josh's ass, and then gently inserted it into his butt.

"Uh," Josh moaned.

Travis kissed Josh on the neck again, and ran his tongue around Josh's
ear. As Josh moaned, he slowly pushed his finger deeper. Josh held his
breath, spread his legs a little more, and bent down, opening his ass.

"Uhhhhhhh" Josh exhaled softly as Travis's finger slowly made its way up
his rear end.

Travis continued licking Josh's ear as he gently pushed, until his finger
was as far as he could reach up Josh's butt.

"Wait," Josh whispered. He whimpered, moving his ass as if trying to get
Travis's finger into just the right spot. "Okay, now."  Travis didn't say a
word. He slowly turned his hand, moving his finger around in Josh's hole.

Josh moaned, reached for himself, and started to stroke his throbbing
dick. "Fuck me with it," he whispered.

Travis pulled his finger back, and then slid it in deep again. Needing more
soap, he pulled out, got his finger slick, and slowly thrust it back into
Josh's tight tunnel. Then he started a gentle in and out motion, sodomizing
his friend's ass with his hand. Josh stood still, head buried in his arm,
stroking his dick.

"Yeah, like that!" Josh sighed when Travis hit a spot that must have felt
particularly good.

Travis obliged and rubbed again in the same way.

"Uh, uh," Josh grunted as he started to jerk faster. "Yeah, fuck me!"

Travis watched as Josh pushed his ass back onto his finger, apparently
needing more. He stroked faster and harder.

"Yeah, do it!" Travis whispered as Josh masturbated. He pushed his finger
deeper into Josh's rear end, feeling a little bump in there.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah!" Josh whined, the pitch of his voice higher and more
urgent. He panted, and then grunted. "Oh God," he finally moaned, then
shoved himself back onto Travis's finger as hard as he could. "I'm
cumming!"

Travis saw Josh tense, and then string after gooey string of white stuff
shot out the end of his dick and splattered against the shower wall.

"Oh shit!" Josh moaned as he wiggled on the end of Travis's finger. "So
good," he groaned as he milked his dick of every last drop.

Josh's cum slid down the tile wall in several streams, finally joining into
one as it headed for the drain.

When Josh finally relaxed, Travis slowly pulled his finger out of his
ass. Leaning against Josh's back he kissed him again.

"Did that feel good?" Travis asked tenderly.

"Yeah!" Josh sighed, still playing with his now soft dick. "Look how much I
shot!"

Josh turned around with a grin, and the boys kissed.

"Now you have to wash me off again," Josh giggled, examining the mess in
his pubes.

Travis smiled, "and after that, you can do something for me."

* * * *

Josh wiped off his mouth as he crawled up to the head of the bed to lie
side by side with Travis.  "You swallowed it all," Travis smiled, giving
Josh a quick kiss. "I'm so proud of you! How did it taste?"

"Like cum!" Josh laughed. "Still think I'm a beginner?"

"No," Travis smiled tenderly, "You just made it to the top of the list of
the world's best dick kissers."

Josh laughed.

The boys cuddled and touched lips. Their kiss was long, tender, and
deep. They held each other for another half hour.

"My folks will be home soon," Josh said sadly, slowly sitting up.

"Yeah, you're right, we better get dressed."

Josh bent down and gave Travis a quick baby kiss. "Thanks for the shower!"

"Anytime!" Travis smiled.

* * * *

The tournament came to an end at 5:00 the next evening. The winner was a
heavily sponsored pro that had his own television program.

"Not much of a surprise there," Josh said with a grin as the guy held up a
huge cardboard check.

"I wish Jason would have won!" Trav giggled.

Once again the restaurant and bar were busy. Some of the boats needed fuel,
so business at the dock was also steady. Josh was happy to see the weekend
finally come to an end. He noticed his Mom and Dad were smiling. Apparently
it had been a big success!

* * * *

Josh was allowed to sleep in on Monday, as his Dad was covering the pier
that day. He woke with a smile thinking about the fun he and Trav had
enjoyed in the shower and in his room afterward.

As he headed to the bathroom for a piss and another shower, he thought, "It
won't be nearly as much fun alone!"

* * * *

"Josh?" Trav asked, after Josh picked up the phone after the second ring.

"Yeah?"

"Dad said we're heading to town. Want to come along?"

"Sure, that'd be great!" Josh smiled to himself.

"Pick you up in twenty minutes," Trav said and hung up.

The nearest town was just less than twenty miles away, and it was
definitely a tourist destination. Small shops lined both sides of a crowded
main street, with antique stores, a toy store, ice cream shop, book store,
post office, and last but not least, a fudge shop.

"Which are you going to get?" Trav smiled as Josh looked over the seven
varieties of fudge.

"Chocolate with walnuts!" Josh grinned.

"Maple nut!" Trav said even before Josh could ask.

Scooping their fudge out of small paper boxes with tiny plastic spoons, the
guys roamed the street.

"We have to go in there!" Josh grinned as they came to a leather goods
place.

The store was filled with handcrafted leather items, including jackets, and
moccasins. "This is owned by the Objibwe band of Chippewa. Josh said softly
as they looked at all the wonderfully hand crafted items. "My Dad knows
some of the people that make these things. They use the money for the
reservation pre-school."

"I thought they used casinos for that!" Trav laughed.

Josh turned, and with an angry look, stared at him. "Don't ever joke like
that! Stuff like that isn't funny!"

"I'm sorry," Trav said softly.

"This was all native land," Josh said firmly, "and we treated them like
crap!" Josh was trembling. "They're good people with a proud history and
culture! We left them with almost nothing!"

"I'm sorry, Josh, really. Shit, I've never seen you get angry like this!"

Josh slowly calmed down. "It's just that I have some really good native
friends at school."

"And, I just acted like a jerk! I get it. It won't happen again."

Josh took a deep breath, "Well, you're new here," in a sense agreeing that
Trav better not say anything like that again.

"I promise!" Trav said softly.

* * * *

As the guys came to the end of the block they crossed the street and Travis
noticed a familiar car.

"That's Drew's junker!" he laughed.

Just as Josh turned to look, Drew walked out of an auto parts store with a
small package.

"Hey! Drew!" Josh called out as Drew headed in their direction.  "Well if
it isn't Mr. and Mrs. Cullen!" Drew laughed.

Travis was tensing up when Drew smiled broadly, "Just kidding."

Travis relaxed a little, not quite sure how this was going to go.

"So, how are you guy's doing? Drew asked.

"Not bad, and you?" Josh answered.

"Needed parts for the heap," he laughed, "Like always."

The guys talked for a few minutes longer.

"You guys want to ride back with me?" Drew offered, tossing his package
into the car.

"Um, my Dad brought us," Travis said, a little unsure what they should do.

"It'll be fun," Josh smiled. "Let's find your Dad and tell him we have a
ride."

Travis thought for a second, shrugged, "Okay," he laughed and they headed
down the street.

* * * *

A half hour later Travis had spoken to his Dad, and all three guys were in
Drew's car. They stopped at a local drive in root beer place and ordered
burgers, fries, and drinks.

"I never saw a place like this," Travis smiled as the waitress brought a
tray out to the car and attached it to a rolled down window.

"Aren't many left," Drew said, passing the food back to them in the back
seat.

It was quiet as they ate, with one or another of the guys occasionally
commenting that the food was good. Travis tried to wash down some fries
with a gulp of root beer and cut loose with a loud burp.

"That was nasty!" Josh giggled.

"Sorry," Travis blushed.

Drew laughed.

They finished their meal and Drew started driving through the crowded
street toward the highway and home.

"So, are you guys really boyfriends now?" Drew asked quietly, glancing into
the rear view mirror.

Travis looked at Josh.

"Yeah," Josh answered softly.

Drew sighed, "Lost my chance, huh?"

"Yup," Josh answered gently.

"Well, I guess there are other guys out there!"

"For sure, and I'll help you find one!" Josh giggled.

"You will?"

"Hell yeah," Josh laughed, "then Travis can pay for all four of us to go to
a movie."

Travis groaned, and then laughed.

Josh gave Travis a smile, touched his hand, and gave it a little squeeze.
The road back to the resort was curvy, with rolling terrain.

A few minutes more into the ride Travis whispered into Josh's ear. "I'm so
fucking hard, you wouldn't believe it!"

Josh giggled and whispered back. "You're always hard!"

"Jerk me off!"

"Here?"

Travis nodded, and Josh smiled.

Without another word, and with a few nervous glances toward Drew in the
front seat, both boys quietly unbuttoned their jeans and opened them
slightly. As Drew continued to make small talk, Josh slipped his hand into
Travis's pants, and Travis did the same to Josh.

Travis wondered what Josh was thinking as he jerked him off just inches
from a class mate. He knew he felt they were being naughty, and he loved
it. With smiles, an occasional giggle, and a roll of the eyes, Travis
stroked Josh. "He's throbbing," Travis thought as he wrapped his hand
around Josh's dick.

A few minutes later, there was a quick intake of breath. Josh suddenly
closed his eyes and Travis felt him squirt his load into his
underpants. Travis knew he was just a little behind, and sure enough,
seconds later he shot his cream into Josh's hand.

As their orgasms faded, both boys settled down, their hands slowing and
finally stopping. Travis reached for the last of the napkins left over from
lunch, and started to clean himself, handing one to Josh. Josh wiped the
junk off his hand and tossed the paper on the floor. Then he zipped himself
up, and rubbed the front of his jeans to move his boxers around, apparently
trying to mop up the cream he had just unloaded there.

They both lay back with a smile.

"Did you guys have fun?" Drew asked with a smirk and a quick look into the
back seat.

"Uh, what you mean?" Josh tried to play dumb.

"I saw what was going on," Drew laughed.

"Travis and Josh looked at one another.

"Sorry," Travis said with a blush. "I was so horny, I talked him into it."

Drew grinned. "Forget it, no problem."

Josh looked at Travis and Travis sensed something pass between them. He
wasn't sure, but he thought he knew what Josh was about to say.

"If you want to pull in by the historical marker, I'll pay you back for the
ride." Josh giggled.

Drew looked back, "You serious?"

"It's only fair," Josh smiled, "besides, Travis says I'm the world's best!"

This time it was Travis's turn to give Josh a punch in the arm.

"Ouch, well you did!" Josh laughed.

Travis turned to look at Josh as they passed the sign, "Historical marker
one mile."

* * * *

Here's your chance to help write the story. I'm taking a reader
survey. Tell me what should happen next.

a) Josh helps Drew out at the side of the road?
b) Travis doesn't like the idea and stops him?

You tell me. I'll go with whatever the majority of readers decide. I'll
wait five days after posting this chapter before writing the next. Get your
votes in early. Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Thanks, Jon