Date: Wed, 13 Apr 2011 19:12:32 -0700
From: Ian Bridge <about.a.boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Peter And The Pirates   5

Readers Warning; This story contains elements of sexual play between minor
boys.  If the subject matter offends you, or is not to you taste, or if you
are a minor under the age of eighteen, then you should not read further.

Recap of previous chapter; The boys, Justin and Jason (twins) aged 12, and
Peter and Dylon aged 13, were all sharing a cabin for ten days at a Summer
Retreat. They had discovered, as boys do, the naughty pleasure of their
budding sexuality.  That last evening, Peter had also developed a fondness
for another twelve year old boy in their cabin.  There was a common bond
between them, and a physical connection as well.  And now, part five...

This story is written and posted by;
    This Boy's Life


   Part Five;   Peter and the Pirates


   Sunshine glinted through the cabin windows, angling in on Peter's face,
waking him from the nights sleep.  He lay there spread eagle under the
covers, and tucked his hands up underneath his head.
   He thought back for a moment to the previous day, and the naked fun that
he, Dylon and the twins had had on the beach.  Peter smiled to himself at
the though of it; and then he thought about what had happened that night
after going to bed.
   Peter raised his head to look across the cabin, at the bunk in the
corner.  He saw the other young boy Liam, laying there still sleeping
peacefully.  Another smile crossed his lips at that tender memory.
    He and Liam had shared an experience after the others had gone to
sleep, that was both tender and sensual, one that the other boys didn't
know about, nor could likely understand.  Having both lost their parents,
they shared a rather intimate emptiness that had connected them in the
darkness.  Peter really cared about this kid.
   He lay there for many minutes, thinking about his parents and the
numbness he had been feeling the past few months.  Then he became aware of
other noises in the cabin, as some of the others began to stir

   After awhile, all the boys had groggily gotten out of bed, fumbled
around getting dressed, and then each of them taking a turn in the
bathroom; the twins Justin and Jason went in together of course, and peed
in tandem; most of which made it into the toilet.
   Peter stood by his bunk, and pulled some board shorts from his locker.
He slipped off his underwear, and pulled the shorts up over his smooth
hips.  He glanced over toward Liam who was now sitting on his own bunk
watching him.  A gentle smile crossed his lips, and he cast a shy look to
the floor; a bit unsure if the other boy was as happy about last nights
encounter, as he was.
   When he looked up again, Liam had a warm grin on his face, and he knew
in that moment that the two of them shared something special.  It wasn't
just the physical contact, (though that had been great), but they had also
been a comfort to each other.  Two lonely boys, needing something to hold
onto; a bit of hope perhaps.

   Finally the twins had finished in the bathroom, and everyone seemed
ready to head to the cafeteria for breakfast, to stuff their faces.  As
they filtered out, Justin and Jason were walking ahead with Dylon; and Liam
hung back to walk with Peter.
   "Thanks again." he said, glancing at Peter, who in turn smiled softly at
him.
   "We both needed that." Peter answered, and he slipped an arm around
Liam's shoulders, giving him a quick friendly squeeze.
   "So, are you guys doing something together after breakfast?" Liam
wondered.
   "Yup.  And you're coming with us...  I mean, if you want to." He glanced
over at Liam.
   "Sure...  What are we doing then?" Liam asked, happy to be included.
   "Well, were gonna' go up the beach and mess around.  Then go up the
creek to our private little place, and swim and stuff."
   "Cool." Liam smiled.  They all reached the cafeteria and went into what
was now their usual spot at one of the tables.  Going through the food
line, Dylon, as usual piled his plate high with food.  The others laughed,
but he always ate everything; the kid had a healthy appetite, though he was
totally lean, this kid could eat.

   They talked about trying the Kayaking thing later in the day, when they
came back from the beach; the twins wanted everyone to go, it was so cool.
So that was clearly part of today's plan.
   "So Liam, are you gonna come with us up the beach, and to the pool?"
Justin asked. He was curious, since Liam had been so shy in the shower
yesterday, keeping his swim shorts on; and the boys were going to skinny
dip again, after all.  And other stuff...
   "Ya, if it's okay..." he answered.  Jason looked over at him, and asked.
   "Are you going to get nak..." but he was cut off by Peter.
   "He's gonna' have fun." Peter interrupted, giving Jason a little look.
Jason glanced at his brother and grinned.  Justin slipped one of his
breakfast sausages between his lips, and began sucking on it; which of
course caused Dylon to burst out laughing.  Liam looked over at them, then
at Peter, sensing he was missing something.
   "Don't worry." Peter told him.  "These guys are just dorks." he laughed,
as he tossed something at Justin's head.  "They just want you to become one
of the Lost Boys.  It's kind of like our little group, you know..."  Liam
smiled, but still figured he was not in on the joke.

   They finished breakfast and filed outside into the bright morning sun.
The sky was a brilliant blue this morning, with only the faintest of wispy
white clouds far off above the horizon.  A warm breeze came in off the
sound, and it smelled fresh.  Peter breathed it in, and smiled.
   "It's a great day for an adventure." He said aloud.  He looked around at
his 'boys' and nodded.  "Lets go..."  They walked across the complex toward
the trail, happily kicking up their heels as they anticipated having some
fun.  The boys started down the trail, and several minutes later, Justin
stopped at the point where the pathway split off to the right.
   "Hey, should we go down this way, to where the Kayaks are, and let the
guy know we'll all be coming for a lesson this afternoon?" he asked.
   "Ya," his brother agreed, "You can kind of reserve a spot if you let him
know."
   "Sure, I guess." Peter answered.  With a grin the twins started down the
other trail, the rest of the boys following right behind.

   At the bottom, much like the other trail, this one ended at the edge of
the beach.  There was a small inlet there, and a cabin of sorts that served
as the boathouse.  On the sand a dozen or so colorful Kayaks were laid out
in a line.  A man was standing near a picnic table in front of the little
cabin, and he waved slightly at the boys as they walked over.
   "Hi Mr. Anderson." Jason greeted as they reached him.
   "Morning boys.  I see you brought your friends today!" He said, looking
at the others.
   "Ya.  We told 'em how much fun this was, and they all wanna try it.  We
were gonna come back this afternoon, so we kinda' wanted to make sure we
got a spot."
   "Hmm..." the man said.  "Well, I already have a group this afternoon."
The boys looked at each other, a bit disappointedly.
    "But I'm free now if you want to take a lesson.  You know, as soon as I
certify you, well, then you can come back whenever and just checkout the
Kayaks whenever you want."
   "Really?  That's cool." Jason replied.  "Peter, you guys want to do a
lesson now then?"  They looked at each other and all nodded in agreement.

   "Okay then." Mr. Anderson told them.  "Go on and sign in at the picnic
table, and I'll grab you some life jackets.  The boys quickly signed in,
and Mr. Anderson (Andy) got the boys fitted with jackets.
   He instructed them on the beach for awhile, talking about safety and
paddling techniques.  And then they drug the Kayaks into the inlet.  Andy
taught them how to maneuver around, turning, and back paddling and such.
He even taught them how to 'roll' over, and then right themselves.  The
boys all had a blast doing that.  Peter had actually Kayaked before, with
his dad a few times, so he already had the basics to begin with.
   Since no one else was signed up for lessons till noon, Andy spent extra
time, and paddled with them out into the sound, and down the beach.  He was
pretty cool, pointing things out to the boys.  In fact, he was the one who
started the 'water fight', splashing each other with their paddles.
   They were all having a hoot, laughing and playing together.  As it was,
they stayed out for well over two hours, before Andy headed them back
toward the inlet.  He had really given them some extra time, and great
instruction. The boys were all excitedly thanking him as they dragged their
boats back up near the cabin.

   "You boy's did real well." He told them.  "I'm proud of all of you.  In
fact, I'll certify you all, so you can go whenever you want.  But...
Always remember the rules, and always go as a group, yes..!"  They all
nodded at him.  "I mean it boys. Safety all the time!  Life jackets, all
the time, yes...!?"  They nodded again, looking like a row of bobble head
dolls.
   Andy laughed at the sight of it.  He showed them that there was bottled
water at the cabin, and if they went out, to stow some of it in the
waterproof holds.  The Kayaks each had a locater beacon in them as well.
He also told them about a cool little inlet several miles down the beach.
It was secluded, and if the boys brought lunch along, they could pull in
there to hang out.

   Finally the boys waved and said their goodbyes, as they headed back up
the trail.  They talked happily amongst themselves, excitedly making plans
to take the boats up to that inlet sometime.  When they got back up to the
main trail, they all dashed down the other way, back down to the other
beach.
   It was past noon now, and in the warmth, the boys all peeled off their
shirts and footwear as soon as they hit the sand.  The twins ran ahead (as
always) chattering away at each other.  The other three boys following
behind.  They all fooled around as kid's do, as they worked their way down
the shoreline; tossing beached seaweed at each other.  They would tackle
one another from time to time.  And, at one point, as they neared the sand
dunes, Justin dove at his brother and pulled his shorts down and off his
ankles.  Jason chased him up the beach, with his little white butt darting
freely from side to side.  The others all laughed.

   "So..." Dylon said, as he put his hand on Liam's shoulder. "Are you
gonna be one of the 'Lost Boys?"
   "Uh, ya... I guess." He answered unsurely.  "What exactly is a lost
boy?"
   "It's just us.  We're out here, and we do what we want.  No rules, you
know..."
   "So, like what?" Liam asked.
   "Well..." Dylon glanced over at Peter, "We like skinny dip, and stuff."
Liam looked surprised.
   "You mean, like swim naked?" he asked, reluctance in his voice.
   "Well duh!" Dylon grinned.  Liam looked over at Peter, his eyes wide.
   "But..." he started to say.  Peter now draped his arm over Liam's
shoulders to reassure him.
   "You don't have to do anything you don't want to." Peter said.  He
looked over at Dylon, and motioned him to go on ahead and catch up with the
twins.  Peter and Liam hung back, and Peter looked at the other boy.
   "I told you I just, well, I'm nervous being naked in front of other
boys." Liam said.
   "It's okay dude.  You don't have to get naked.  That's up to you."
   "Ya, but...  I want to fit in, I just..." he glanced across the dunes to
where the other boys were wrestling around.  "I mean, what if I get...
What if I get a boner?" he said shyly.  Peter looked at the boy in front of
him.
   "You will."  He said. "I will, we all will.  So what?  I told you last
night, your dick is as big as any of ours.  Bigger than the twins.  And
you're so damn cute." Peter said kindly.  Liam looked up into Peter's eyes,
and saw a tenderness there.
   "But..." Liam started... Before he could say another word, Peter cupped
his hands gently on Liam's cheeks.  He leaned forward and kissed the boy
softly.
   "The other boys!" Liam said, concerned.
   "They don't care." Peter answered calmly.  "Trust me."  They sank to
their knees in the sand.  Peter wetted his own lips, then parting them
slightly, he pressed against Liam again.  The other boy kissed back,
relenting to the soft moist warmth encircling his lips.

   Peter pulled back after several long moments.  He gazed into Liam's
vivid green eyes, and softly ran his fingers through the long blond hair
that flipped in the breeze.  He gently ran his fingertip across Liam's bare
chest and nipple; Liam's soft skin was suddenly awash in goose bumps.
   The youngster glanced across the dunes again, to see all three of the
other boys, naked now, tousling, and wrestling with each other.  He turned
back to look at Peter, who was smiling softly at him; and even though he
was only twelve, he knew that he was feeling, more than friendship.
   Their lips met again, and then their moist tongues probed into each
other; and they lay back against the burm of sand.  Peter pulled away, and
reaching down he undid the button on Liam's shorts, slipping them down his
hips and off his ankles. He could see the bulge in the boys underwear, and
his excitement grew.  Reaching back, Peter hooked his thumbs in the
waistband of his own shorts, and dropped them to the sand.  His own young,
stiff erection exposed to the warm sun.  Liam's eyes sparkled as he gazed
at Peter's penis, the moist plum colored head seemed to struggle to free
itself from the foreskin that wrapped around it tautly.
   Peter dropped to his knees, straddling Liam's legs.  He leaned forward
and gently took hold of Liam's underpants.  With a smile, Liam raised his
hips to grant permission; and Peter pulled the boy's briefs down his legs.
The beautiful tan lines and crisp 'V' groove accentuated the boys naked
parts.  His soft testicles lay loosely in their smooth sac against his
hairless legs; and his sweet boy penis clung to his belly.  The thin sheath
of foreskin had pulled away from his glans leaving his reddish tip bare and
glistening in the sunlight.

   Peter's dick twitched as he looked at the sight of the naked boy in
front of him.  He put his hands in the sand on either side of Liam, and
lowered himself close to the other boy.  His lips softly caressed Liam's
firm tanned chest.  His warm breath tickled, and Liam's skin again came
alive with goose bumps.
   Peter drifted his tongue over the other boys nipple; then slowly traced
it down his long, flat belly.  Liam quivered beneath him; the touch was so
gentle, so sensual and tender.  He rolled his head back, as he felt Peter's
tongue dip into his belly button.  The soft ticklish breath made him
shiver.
   Liam felt his own rigid member pulse several times in pure pleasure, as
he squirmed again, and moaned.  Vaguely, somewhere he could hear the other
boys, way off in the distance; and it didn't matter.  He rubbed his hands
along Peter's lean sides, down and over his round hips.  He savored the
contact of the warm smooth skin, and his testicles seemed to tingle with
delight.
   "Ummhhh..." he moaned, as Peter lay down against him, trapping their
young penis's against each other.  Their flat firm bellies now generously
lubricated with precum, which dripped, oozed, and nearly pulsed out of each
of them.  Peter began soft, slow humping and squirming motions against the
other boy, and both boys felt spasms of ecstasy.

  Liam cupped Peter's butt cheeks in his hands, and he pulled the older boy
into him.  He pulled his butt slightly open, just as Peter had done to him
the night before; and with his middle finger he traced the moist depths of
the other boys crack.  Deeper with each stroke.  He wiggled his finger, and
dragged it across the wrinkled grommet of Peter's tight anus.
   "Uhh, Uhhhhhh..." Peter moaned with pleasure at the warm digit circling
his boy opening.  Sweat covered both boys in a fine glistening sheen, and
their naked bodies slid eagerly together.  Peter was on sexual overload.
His young body quivered beyond his control, as he felt Liam's finger
penetrate him.  The warm tip, in and out, and in...  Then, to the first
knuckle, and deeper to the second; sliding effortlessly against the
resistance of his pink pucker.
   "Fuuuuck.... Oh, ohhh fuck...." He moaned as he continued humping
against Liam. His insides tingled and churned like nothing he had ever felt
before.  "Ohhhh," he panted, as the two shared tongue, and breath.
"I'm.... I... I...  Ahhhhhh...."  His body suddenly seized into furious
orgasm, his anus gripped Liam's finger like a vice.
   One, two, a dozen, it felt like a thousand orgasmic pulses.  His boy
sauce erupted from him in trembling bursts of hot fire; melting, sticky goo
trapped between the bellies of the two young boys.
   Finally Peter collapsed limply in total surrender, and Liam's finger
slowly slid from his anus.  Liam kissed the soft sweaty cheek that now
rested against his own.  He could feel Peters heart, flailing against his
chest, and in his own heightened state of arousal, he knew he had brought
joy to the other boy.  Just then, surprisingly, Peter twisted himself
around, and still panting heavily with passion, he took Liam's throbbing
boy part into his mouth.
   He sucked it fiercely, bobbing up and down, licking inside the foreskin
sheath.  With his right hand, he cupped Liam's balls and rubbed the soft
spot below his scrotum.  With his left, he rubbed the other boys sperm
soaked stomach and chest.
   Liam was already near ejaculation before; but now he too lost all will
and control.  Intense building pressure deep within him, as the endorphin
rush screamed through his thighs.  His balls tried to climb inside him; the
head of his dick swelled in Peter's mouth.
   Liam grunted, his legs locked in tense pleasure, and then....  His
ejaculate spat from him, gushing into Peter's mouth, washing over his
tongue in wave after wave of young boy semen.  Peter swallowed it all,
sucking deeply all the while, until the last of the creamy, sticky seed had
stopped flowing.
   He pulled off, and lay his cheek on Liam's cum soaked tummy, and he
stared at the beautiful boy dick just in front of his eyes.  The other boys
tummy was heaving beneath him.  Another drop of white boy gravy oozed from
the now purplish red slit of Liam's spent member.  Peter darted his tongue
forward and licked at it, Liam's still sensitive glans recoiled at the
touch; but like an aftershock, one last squirt pulsed from the moist tip
onto Peters lips.  A long moan escaped him.

   Peter swung around and they lay together, holding each other.
Breathing, panting deeply in satisfied contentment.  Sweat rolled down
their naked skin and dripped onto the sand beneath them.  They looked at
each other with tender innocence.
   In the distance, three other boys lay in a small circle in the sand,
jerking each other off; playing with each other, but not loving each other
as Peter and Liam had just done.  Boys will be boys.  And that's the simple
pleasure of it; there doesn't have to be meaning, just the curious
innocence of youth.  But occasionally, even young boys know what it is to
find someone, and for a tender moment, no longer be alone.

   They kissed softly for several minutes, finally recouped from the
experience.  Peter struggled to his feet, his legs still feeling rubbery
from the adrenalin. He took Liam's hand and pulled him up. They walked
together to the water, and waded in up to their knees; then began rinsing
each other of sand, sweat and fluids.  Splashing the cool refreshing water
onto each other.
   They turned in time to see the three other naked boys racing at them.
Then there was a tangle of bodies, as they were tackled and all the boys
splashed into the water.  Liam felt a momentary shyness at the others
seeing him naked, but Justin hugged him tightly and grinned; naked bodies
entwined together, slid on one another, and his shyness evaporated into
nothingness.

   The boys splashed about, they ran in the surf and rolled in the wet
sand.  They buried each other, and played happily together...  And they
laughed, and laughed...  And laughed.
   Finally, even the boundless, endless energy of youth was spent.  They
lay; five boys strewn side by side at water's edge.  From above it must
have looked like bodies washed ashore from some unfortunate event in the
bay; but in truth it was young, healthy boys.  Their naked and tanned
bodies glistening in the warm afternoon sun.  Recharging the batteries of
youth.
   Had any adult seen them, (once they had gotten over their prudish
ignorance and so called sensibilities) they likely would have lamented
their own loss of innocence. Some might even admit to themselves an
intrinsic desire to feel as free and unencumbered as the boys lying on the
beach...

   Finally the boys got to their feet, and stood in the warm sand for a
moment as a group.  Dylon looked over at Liam and grinned at him.  "So, I
guess you're one of the lost boys now." And all the boys took up the shout;
"Lost Boys, Lost Boys..." Cheering him into the group.
   They started walking from the beach, to gather their clothes in the
dunes.  Liam looked over at Peter, and smiled warmly at him.  "Funny..." he
said.  "I don't feel lost at all anymore."  Peter grinned, and they walked
together to grab their clothes.



   End of Part Five...


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