Date: Mon, 25 Jul 2005 19:56:59 EDT
From: Robby
Subject: Middle School Memories -- Part 15

This story is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person, living
or dead, is purely coincidental.  This story contains descriptive acts of
sexual behavior between boys under the age of 18.  Read at your own
risk.  Otherwise, enjoy!


Middle School Memories ... Part 15



The next couple of weeks passed with little incident.  Actually, they
were downright, fucking boring.  In school, we were going into mid-terms
and state exams.  The days seemed to be busy beyond my comfort level.  My
only outlet for my overactive sexuality was masturbating, which I did at
least twice a day.

I never forgot Tyler's words.  I would often steal glances of Stephen in
the halls.  He was a year older than me, a freshman.  (If you remember, I
mentioned that the middle school and high school were in the same
building in the county I lived in.)

Stephen was a good looking guy in his own way.  He had dark brown hair
which was cut so it flipped shaggly every which way.  He had brown eyes.
He stood about about 4'11", maybe 5' tall.  He was pretty thin, like me,
so probably weighed around 105 pounds.  He was not really tan, but wasn't
bleached-white either.  He often wore shorts to school in the spring (I
live in a costal town in Florida, remember?).  I noticed he had the
hottest bubble butt, cuter than many girl's.  He was a pretty cool guy.
He oftentimes kept to himself.  I found out by overhearing him talk to
some of his friends that he liked boating ... a lot.

I guess Tyler was trying to start something, because one day Stephen came
over to my table and sat down to eat lunch with me.

"Ty tells me you're into boating," he said, breaking a minute of silence.

"Yeah," I lied, wanting to see where this might lead.

"Dude, that's awesome.  I have a boat!"

For the next ten minutes I listened to Stephen tell me about his boat.  I
wasn't really listening to what he was saying, I was looking at his
smooth faceial skin.  I noticed he had dark hairs coming in above his
upper lip.  He had sexy lips.  His unkept hair continually fell in his
brown eyes as he talked.

"You wanna goat out sometime?" he asked.

"What?"

"You wanna go out in my boat?" Stephen asked.

"Oh," I said.  "Sure.  That would be awesome."

"How about after school today.  I always go out after school.  There's
a little cove I found a few months back.  I like to go there and take
care of stuff, if you know what I mean."

Was he making a proposition?

"What time you want me to come over?"I asked.

"You can just ride home with me and Tyler.  You know Tyler right?"

Boy, did I know Tyler.

The day passed quickly and soon I found myself walking to the high school
parking lot.  Tyler was bullshitting with a few girls.  He noticed
Stephen and then saw me.  He gave me a knowing smile.  We all got into
his car and left the parking lot.

"So, what do you two dickheads have planned?" Tyler asked.

"We're going out in the boat," Stephen said.

"Very cool," Tyler said.  "I'm sure you'll have a fucking good time!"
Tyler said that while looking in the rearview mirror.  He winked at me
when he said the last part.

In no time, Stephen and I were going around to the back of his house.  He
had a boat dock in his back yard.  Attached to it was a small baot with a
pretty good sized outboard motor.  We left our shit on the dock and
jumped in the boat.  Stephen yanked on the starter cord, wakening the
motor, which grumbled loudly.

"Wanna go to the cave I found?" he asked.

"Sure," I said.

Stephen guided the boat into the intercostal waterway.  Soon, the air was
blowing through my hair as we raced down the waterway.  About twenty
minutes later, Stephen cut sharply to the right and entered a channel.
The channel was thin.  Stephen went slowly deeper down the channel, which
had trees and bushes growing on both sides.  Some trees grew over the
channel like a canopy.

"There it is," Stephen pointed.

Of in th e distance, was a little cove.  It had a small sandy beach.  On
the beach was the remnents of many campfires.  Stephen drove the boat
onto the beach and stopped the motor.

He jumped out of the boat, looking back at me.  I got out of the boat and
followed him onto the shore.  He showed me around the area.  There was a
trail leading into the woods, an area he used for campfires.  He told me
that he had spent the night here a few times.  He loved how secluded it
was.

"You wanna go swimming?" he asked.

"Swell!"

I started to take off my shoes and shirt.  I bagan wading in the water.
I turned around to see Stephen actually meant "skinny-dipping."  He was
peeling off his shorts and briefs.  He then turned around so that I could
see his package.  It hung about 3" beneath a buch of pubic hair about the
size of mine.

"You can naked if you want to.  Nobody comes around here."

I got out of the water.  I undid my shorts, and in one motion took off my
shorts and boxers.  Because the sight of Stephen naked aroused me, my
dick was semi-hard.  He lauged playfully, pointing at my rising member.

We both jumped in the cool water.  It was so neat swimming naked.  I
don't know why I hadn't tried this before.  We tumbled about in the water
for about a half hour.  We both throw our soaked bodies on the beach,
allowing the sun to dry them.  Stephen sat next to me with his knees up.
His dick hung over his medium-sized balls which were pulled up slightly
because of the cool of the water.

"You said your took care of stuff ouot here, did you mean ... you know?"
I asked.

"Oh," he started.  "Hell yeah.  I jack off out here a lot.  You ever jack
off?"

"Lots of times."

We then spent the next couple of minutes talking about jacking off, and
who we fantasized about.  I lied.  Could I really tell him I fantasized
about guys?  Our dicks were both boned becasue of our talk.

"You wanna jack off?" he asked.

"I always want to jack off."

Stephen went over to a wooden box by a tree and pulled out a plastic
bag.  In it, he grabbed a tube of KY jelly.  He came back over to me.  As
he walked toward me, I guessed his dick was about 5" hard.  Very nice, I
thought.

He threw me the tube.  "My brother bought this for me," he said.  "He
said it is better than Vaseline because it ain't as greasy.  He is
right."

We both squeezed out some KY and began stroking our dicks.  I watched as
he slowly went up and his shaft.

"You ever do anything else?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" he replied.

"You know.  Anyone ever suck your dick?" I asked, knowing the answer.

"Well," he hesitated.  "My brother has sucked my dick."

"Cool," I replied.

"He's told me some other stuff too."

"Like what," I asked.

"You won't be mad," he hesitated.

"Go ahead."

"He told me he has fucked your brother a few time.  And that he fucked
you a few weeks ago."

"What do you think of that," I asked.

"I think it is awesome."

"You look interested," I said, pointing to his straining member.

"I am."

Without hesitation, I got onto all fours and waved my ass in his
direction.  He applied some more KY to his dick.  He positioned himself
behind me.  I felt his head at my hole.  In one thrust, he pushed the
entire 5" into me.  Obviously, he was new to the whole fucking thing.
But, he soon caught on.  He took hold of my hips and shoved his dick in
and out me.  In less than a minute, Stephen pulled his dick out of my ass
and shot his load onto my back.

"Can I do you?" I asked.

"I've never been fucked, so I'm not really sure."

"It cool."

Stephen looked as though he had let me down, so offered to suck my dick.
I agreed.  Rolling onto my butt, I spred my legs to give him ample
access.  Stephen cralwed between my legs and took my dick into his
mouth.  He bobbed up and down like he knew what he was doing.  He
abviously had returned the favor to his brother.  In the next few minutes
I told him I was ready to shoot.  He took my dick from his mouth and
continued jacking my dick until I finally squirted my seed onto my
stomach.

"Thanks," I said.

"That was awesome," he replied.  "Do you like getting fucked?"

"It's pretty hot," I replied.

"I loved fucking your ass!  Thanks."

"No problem."

"Maybe sometime, we can spend the night out here."

"That would be awesome," I said as we got back into his boat and returned
to his house.