Date: Thu, 6 Aug 2009 19:59:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Crystal Lake-2

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 - 2

In the northland, it seems every restaurant, resort, and tavern that serves
food has a Friday night fish fry.

Josh was always excused from his duties at the dock by 2:00 each Friday
afternoon so he could relax for a couple of hours before the dinner crowd
appeared. By 4:30 Josh was in his room stripping off his swimsuit in
preparation for a quick shower. Clean and fresh, he changed into black
jeans, a white dress shirt and casual shoes. He gave his light brown mop a
quick once over with a brush and headed for the restaurant.

"Hi, honey," Josh's mom said as he came through the door.

It was her job to greet guests, direct them to their tables, and assign the
wait staff. Josh was one of the two busboys scheduled for that night.

"Hi," Josh replied with a smile.

He didn't mind working in the restaurant, though he mused that he probably
liked working the dock better. He shrugged, knowing that with a small
resort everyone had to work several jobs.

Josh checked to see that the small candles were lighted, and that all the
tables were properly set with place mats and tableware. One group of early
diners had just finished their meal and had headed to the bar for after
dinner drinks. Josh cleared the table and got busy setting it. The table
was in the center of the large picture window that faced the lake. Glancing
out, he saw the sleek outline of a power boat approach the pier. He smiled
when he saw the boat pull up and Travis hop onto the dock. He started to
tie up while his Dad helped his Mom climb out.

Josh hurried to get the table ready and then made sure he was standing near
the door when Travis walked in with the rest of the family just behind.

"Welcome." Josh's mom smiled, reaching for three menus.

"These are the folks I was telling you about," Josh said with a grin, "they
bought the old Healey place."

"Richard Cullen," Travis' Dad grinned, reaching out his hand. "This is my
wife Janice, and this is Travis!"

"So nice to meet you," Josh's mom returned the grin, "Patricia Danielson,
but you can call me Pat; and I hear you've already met Josh!"

"Yeah," Travis said with a blush.

"Well, let's get you settled," Pat said as she walked them to the center
table by the window.

* * * *

In a short time the restaurant and bar got busy, and Josh hurried from one
table to the next clearing and setting. He thought he noticed Travis
looking in his direction once or twice, but maybe it was his
imagination. It felt good knowing that at least now there was one kid his
age living in the area. "If he could only get some time off!" he thought
with frustration.

Toward 9:00 as the last diners headed into the bar, Josh was pleased to see
his mom finally turn the "Closed" sign over in the window. He knew that the
tavern however, would be going strong for another four or five hours.

Remembering his earlier thought, Josh walked over to where his mom was
putting the menus away. "Mom? Can I have a day off sometime?" he asked
hesitantly.

She gave him a gentle smile. "Sure, honey, how does Sunday sound?"

"Excellent!" Josh grinned.

* * * *

Josh was at the dock early Saturday morning, as usual, when he spotted the
Cullen boat racing across the lake. It was headed toward the inlet where a
narrow canal linked Crystal Lake with Turner Lake. He watched as the boat
slowed, then crept through the channel out of sight.

It was late morning when the boat reappeared and made its way toward the
resort. Josh grinned when he saw Travis was at the controls, and that he
was alone. Travis was wearing a pair of cut-offs and some deck shoes, but
nothing else. At 5'9" he was tall for his age. His firm abs, shoulders and
arms hinted at a guy that lifted weights and worked out. His black hair was
longer than Josh was used to seeing and was now wind blown. Travis' narrow
waist and long legs supported the idea that he might be a good tennis
player.

As the boat idled up to the pier, Josh reached for the bow and eased it
against the rubber tire that served as a bumper.

"Hey," Josh grinned as he made the boat fast.

"Hi," Travis grinned, "Have any gas left in that thing?" he laughed nodding
in the direction of the pump.

"Sure." Josh smiled and got busy.

Finishing up, Josh turned back, "twenty five bucks will do it."

Travis handed him two twenties. "I don't need any change," he blushed.

Josh was about to object, but at the last second decided against
it. "Thanks," he smiled broadly.

"So, when are you going to show me around?" Travis asked, seemingly eager
to change the subject.

"I have tomorrow off," Josh said hopefully.

"Works for me," Travis laughed.

"Come by around ten?" Josh offered.

"Ten it is!"

"Oh, bring your swim suit!" Josh giggled.

Travis nodded, started the boat, and backed out. He gave Josh a wave and
raced off.

* * * *

Josh woke early the next morning and was antsy waiting for 10:00 O'clock to
roll around. The dock was closed until 9:00, so he didn't have that to
worry about. He sat on the porch and tried reading, but couldn't
concentrate. He got up and went to his room where he tidied a few things,
and then once again sat bored. He was going nuts. Finally he felt he just
had to do something! He got off the bed, stepped to the door of his room
and locked it. He pushed his pants down over his ass, grabbed his dick and
gave it a couple of quick strokes. "Nothing else to do," he thought, "might
as well jerk off!" He was hard in seconds. "Need a cum rag," he whispered
as he looked around the room for something that he could use. He didn't see
anything out in the open, so he stepped over to his dresser and dug out an
old pair of boxers. Hurrying back to his bed, he lay face down, wrapping
the soft cotton undies around the head of his cock. He closed his eyes and
started to stroke, humping the bed and his hand. His hips rhythmically
pumping, Josh's pink ass flexed as he drove his dick into the mattress. He
took his time, enjoying each thrust. He pumped his cock through his tightly
closed hand again and again.

"So good," he thought as he moved his grip around to bring himself even
more pleasure. His cock was super hard, and lately he always seemed to be
horny. In fact, it wasn't unusual for Josh to jerk a couple of times a day
if he had the chance.

He worked steadily, twisting and turning his cock head as if he were
fucking a tight hole. Though he hadn't yet had the chance to do it for
real, he tried to imagine what it might be like.

"Almost there," he moaned softly to himself as he felt his nut sac grow
tight and the pressure build. Josh's mop of cinnamon brown hair flopped
from side to side as he grunted and beat himself off. His small frame made
him appear younger than his fourteen years, and his rear end looked more
like a kid's than a teenager. Soon his efforts paid off.

"Ugh!" he grunted as his cock jerked. Four long bursts of cream shot from
the end of his dick into the boxers, making a gooey mess. Each spasm felt
as if its load of cum had been pulled all the way up from his toes before
it was blasted out the hole in the center of his cock. It was an incredible
moment, one long squirt after another!

"Oh fuck!" Josh moaned as he emptied his nuts, thrusting into the bed a few
more times, determined to pound his dick until it was soft. Raising his ass
into the air, he whimpered softly as he slowly pulled at his cock, milking
the last few drops out of it.

Finally he stopped and settled back down onto the bed. Gently, he stroked
his shaft a bit longer, enjoying his cum, and catching his breath. "That
was a good one!" he sighed as he rolled to his back, pulled the boxers away
from his dick and looked at the sticky evidence of his orgasm.

He closed his eyes and smiled before reluctantly getting up. He wiped the
jizz off the end of his dick and pubes, cleaning himself as best he
could. He then dropped the boxers to the floor, kicked them under his bed,
and hoped his mom wouldn't find them too soon. He reached for his pants,
and got dressed.

It was about 9:45 when Josh heard the sound of the inboard/outboard from
across the lake. They were always quieter than the straight outboards. He
hurried toward the pier as Travis roared in, the wake from the power boat
noisily splashing against the other boats and shore.

Josh frowned, "If my Dad ever sees you do that, he'll have your ass," he
said in a matter of fact tone once Travis cut the engine.

"See what?" Travis asked, looking confused.

"You never come into a dock that fast with a hard wake," Josh said
firmly. "It's dangerous, and it isn't respectful of other people's
property."

"Oh," Travis said softly, appearing to be genuinely sorry. "I didn't
know. I guess I don't know a whole lot about living in a place like this."

Josh smirked, "city boy."

"Fuck you," Travis playfully responded with a gesture, which he followed up
with a giggle.

* * * *

It was a wonderful day of hiking, exploring, and new discoveries for
Travis. Josh was the perfect guide, showing him things he had never even
imagined. As they hiked, Travis naturally fell a few paces back, allowing
Josh to lead.

"What was that?" Travis asked in alarm, as something scurried across the
trail in front of him.

"What was what?" Josh said as he turned back to look.

"Something just ran across the path!" Travis said, looking warily from side
to side.

Josh slowly scanned the forest floor, searching the leaf covered brush and
the base of each tree. He laughed as he spotted the culprit.

"What did you think it was?" he giggled.

"A rat," Travis said cautiously, "it was furry, and fast."

Josh grinned, "Try a chipmunk!" he said with a giggle and pointed to where
the tiny striped critter was gripping the side of a tree, its mouth wrapped
around a nut.

Travis groaned, and then he too smiled. "So, how long did it take you to
learn about all this stuff?" he asked once they had continued down the
trail.

"My dad started teaching me when I was little." He shrugged.

Apparently sensing Travis wanted to learn more, Josh began pointing out
different species of trees, identifying birds and other small animals, and
explaining how to find one's way in a forest.

Gradually Travis relaxed, becoming more comfortable with his surroundings.

It was mid-afternoon when they finally arrived at the cove at the end of
the lake.

"This is my special place," Josh whispered, guiding Travis down the sandy
bank to the shoreline.

"Awesome!" Travis smiled, looking at the secluded pool.

"I call it bare ass beach," Josh laughed.

Travis giggled. "So, this is where you skinny dip?"

Josh blushed, "Yeah."

"So let's do it!" Travis laughed, reaching for his trunks without
hesitation.

"Are you serious?" Josh smiled.

"Last one in buys the beer," Travis hooted and stripped off his pants.

Josh was a moment later.

Travis looked at Josh's crotch as he pulled down his suit and was pleased
when he saw his nicely shaped dick. The little tuft of brown hair at the
base seemed to make the shaft appear longer.

"Nice one," he whispered as Josh caught him staring.

"You too," Josh whispered back as he looked at Travis' cock.

Travis was slightly thicker and longer than Josh, and his black hair was
more matted and twisted down there.

"Haven't seen one of those before," Josh nodded at Travis.

"What? A dick?" Travis laughed.

"No!" Josh giggled, "One that hasn't been cut."

Travis grabbed his dick, pulled the foreskin back, and the head of his cock
peeked out. Both guys laughed.

A moment later they waded into the cool water. They swam from one end of
the cove to the other, playfully showing their rounded asses to one another
as they goofed around. Finally, they both climbed onto a wide flat rock to
warm in the sun. The rock was fine for one, but just a little small for
two. As a result the boys were tight against one another as they lay on
their backs enjoying the warm rays.

"This place is the greatest," Travis said softly, squinting against the
bright light in his eyes.

"Yeah, I come here as often as I can."

The boys fell into an easy conversation, Josh asking about life in the
city, and Travis asking about growing up near the lake. After a while, the
warm sun and the hiking made the boys tired. The conversation ended and
they both dozed off.

Perhaps a half hour went by before Travis woke. He looked at the naked boy
next to him. His dick thickened. "Damn, he's cute," Travis thought,
studying the soft features of Josh's face. He especially liked his
eyebrows, which seemed to pull him into those beautiful eyes. His
eyes. They were open. Josh was awake.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer," Josh giggled.

"Sorry," Travis blushed, "I guess I spaced out for a minute."

"So what were you thinking about?"

"I don't know; nothing important I guess."

"Tell me anyway," Josh laughed.

Travis hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, "I was thinking how cute
you looked."

"Cute?" Josh asked, puzzled.

"Like I said, I spaced out," Travis stammered.

"No, tell me what you meant when you said I looked cute," Josh said gently.

"You probably wouldn't understand."

"Try me."

"I barely know you," Travis hesitated.

Josh nodded.

"Okay," Travis said taking a deep breath, "I like looking at girls and all,
but... I also sometimes like looking at guys."

Josh was quiet for a minute. "So, you're saying you like looking at me?" he
whispered.

"Yeah," Travis said with a blush, "Does that bother you?"

Josh went quiet again. "No, but I don't know much about stuff like
this. I've never even been on a date."

"So, never been kissed?" Travis giggled.

Josh shook his head no, and followed up with an embarrassed smile.

Travis looked into Josh's eyes. He sensed longing, curiosity, and something
else... willingness. Travis edged closer. The two boys looked steadily at
one another.

"Close your eyes," Travis whispered.

Josh stared a few seconds longer, no doubt trying to decide what to do,
before he did as he was asked and closed his eyes. Travis leaned in and
touched his lips to Josh's. The kiss was soft, gentle, and tender.

Josh opened his eyes as Travis pulled back.

"Oh my God," Josh whispered.

"Did you like that?" Travis asked nervously, biting his lower lip. However,
seeing that Josh was completely hard, he guessed that he did.

Josh nodded, looking somewhat stunned.

Travis smiled. "Want to be friends?"

Josh slowly nodded, "yes."

"Cool," Travis whispered.

They kissed again.

* * * *

This is part two of an on going story. Please feel free to send story ideas
and comments to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com

I love hearing from readers and your ideas are welcome! Jon D