Date: Sun, 7 Jul 2013 11:01:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: Clay Andrews <claycamper@yahoo.com>
Subject: Out On The Boat

This story is fiction.  If you don't like stories about young kids
exploring boyhood and doing what all 12 and 13 year old boys do, then this
isn't a story for you.


Out On The Boat


It was a beautiful summer day.  My father and I were sailing in our little
Sabbot 10 sailboat.  The breeze was gentle, but enough to keep us moving.
We talked off and on.  Nothing interesting or exciting but really, we just
enjoyed the views of the marshland and coastal estuaries that we were
sailing around.  The sun would go behind the blue sail of our boat from
time to time cooling me off, but when the sun hit me, it got warm quickly.
Sometimes I'd bob my hand in the water just to cool off.

After about an hour of sailing we decided it was time to head back to the
dock and end the day.  We were still a mile or so away from the dock, but
as our boat slowly sailed on, we began to approach a boat that was up on
the marsh a bit.  It was tucked away a bit, so it wasn't too obvious, but
you could tell there was a boat there.

Within moments, we were upon it, and there, on the boat were my two good
buddies Justin and Kevin.  They had their shirts off and they were sitting
side by side, reading something. Justin was looking down.  The stealthiness
of the sailboat completely startled them and they looked surprised as we
passed by.  I innocently yelled out: "Hey guys!" not realizing they almost
seemed embarrassed and completely awkward.  As the sailboat moved away, I
looked back again, and it almost looked like Justin was pulling up his
bathing suit.

I let it go... but I never forgot.  As I got older, I started to wonder
what those two boys were doing on that boat.  Were they just hanging out
talking?  What were they reading and why were they tucked away in the
marsh?  Well now you will know...

Justin arrived at Kevin's front door at 8:55 a.m. and just minutes before
swimming lessons started.  Kevin, 12 years old, knew that swimming lessons
at his age were a complete waste of time, but Justin was insistent upon
taking the life guard class so he could "save a hot girl" someday.

The boys, dressed in only bathing suits, with towels over their shoulders
walked down to the docks and made it just in time for the instructor to
order the kids in the water.  Everyone jumped in, making various degrees of
splashes, but all the kids let out yelps once they came to the surface for
air.  "It's so cold!" shouted Kevin.

The 30 minute class proceeded as usual, and after the class, a few kids
laid out on the dock to dry and warm-up.

"Let's go out on my boat for a little bit," said Kevin.  "I snagged some
magazines from the old man."  Justin, barely moved, until he heard the word
"magazines" and knew what that was about.

"Yeah, okay. Sounds good," said Justin.

The two boys jumped in the water, this time less concerned with the
temperate, and awkwardly swam to Kevin's boat.  They were trying to swim
against he current, with one hand out of the water holding their towels.
Once they got to the boat, they threw their towels in and climbed aboard,
dripping water all over.

Justin pulled the anchor while Kevin captained the boat out of the harbor.
Once outside of the channel marker, he took to a faster speed to get to
their final destination as fast as possible.  In the distance were other
boats and sailboats enjoying the day, including one of their buddies, who
sailed a boat with a blue sail.

Kevin knew right where to go, a private marsh area that didn't have much
boat traffic, but also a good place to rest the boat while they enjoyed
their magazines.  Once the boat was in place, Kevin opened the cabinet
under the seat, and out fell three Hustler magazines.  The boys grabbed
them and immediately began to look through each and every picture.  "Check
her out!" said Justin, with a bulge already growing in his bathing suit.
"She's got a nasty snatch," he said laughing.  Kevin also found himself
getting excited, while he looked at girls with huge boobs and hairy pussys.

Clearly the boys had done this before, because without any warning or
announcement, Kevin began to pull down his bathing suit just enough for his
boy boner to spring out.  He was completely hard, about 4" circumcised,
with a tiny patch of pubic hair above his hard dick. Again, without an
announcement, he began to stroke his dick gently.

Justin, noticed that Kevin was already exposed, took a quick look around to
make sure there weren't any boats around, and then also pushed his suit
down to his ankles.  His hard cock, curved to the right, was ready for fun.
It was pink, with a purple circumcision line across the shaft.  He had less
pubic hair than Kevin, but the sizes of their dicks were very similar.

Justin took hold of his hard member, using his thumb and the two closest
fingers to his thumb and began his rhythmic massage up and down quickly.

Kevin was jerking off quickly too and soon got up and moved to the edge of
the boat. Once he stood, his bathing suit dropped to his knees revealing
his tight ball sack. Kevin's body was tan and smooth.  No hair on his body
except for the hair on his head and the little patch above dick.  His dick
was hard as a rock, a nice sized dick head.  His chest was tight and sleek.
His nipples, pink, and erect.

It didn't take long before Kevin announced: "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" He
leaned over the edge of the boat, and shot his cum right into the
water. Three nice squirts and the rest was dribble.

Justin watched.  He dropped his left hand to his balls and held on to them
while he rubbed his dick.  Justin's eyes bounced from Kevin's body, to the
magazine, to his own cock.

Kevin backed away from the edge of the boat, "Shit, that felt good," he
said. Kevin started moving from the back of the boat to the bow, kicking
off his suit, his dick bouncing a bit.  Justin watched.  At the bow of the
boat, Kevin's back was to Justin.  Now Justin could see Kevin's white ass,
as Kevin bent over to check the anchor.  As he leaned over to check the
anchor, his cheeks opened, showing his pink hole.  Kevin's sack also
slightly visible.  Kevin then turned around, his dick at half mast, and
said: "hurry up and finish before we get caught."

Justin started to rush his session, closing his eyes, to stay focused. He
remained seated while Kevin made his way from the bow of the boat to the
middle.  He pulled up his bathing suit, now covering his almost limp penis.
He picked up one of the magazines and put it on his lap.  He watched Justin
for a moment continue to masturbate.

All of a sudden, out of no where, was another boat!  A big blue sail was
almost on them.  Justin scrambled to cover his boner, while Kevin moved
away from Kevin, still holding the magazine.  It all happened so quickly.

Justin could see it was his buddy with his Dad, who shouted out: "Hey
guys!"

As the sailboat moved away, Justin quickly pulled up his bathing suit.

"Let's get out of here," said Kevin.

"What do we tell him we were doing?" asked Justin.

"Nothing, he won't ask and he'll never know were doing. It's fine man, he
has no idea and he'll never think about it again"

The End

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