WARNING:  This fictional story depicts sexual love acts between a twelve
year old boy and an older teenager. Don't read on if you are a minor under
the age of 21, your country forbids it or this kind of story turns you off.
You have been warned!

                           "Scott's Beach Friend"
                                  (part 1)
                               by Vince Water
                                                               March 14, 2006

     Scott felt the sun on his back and liked it. He ran wildly along the surf.
Wet sand squished between his toes. The boy kicked at an approaching wave and
laughed with glee. The water felt warm to his feet where it swirled around
them before soaking into the sand. San Diego had hot beaches unlike those back
in Michigan where it was often cold and breezy even in summer. That lake water
was too chilly to swim in. Not so the Pacific Ocean. It was warm but salty.
His eyes had stung underwater when keeping them open so he won't be doing that
again. All in all, it was better to swim in an ocean than in frigid lake water.

     Mom lived in San Diego, California. It was her turn to have him for
summer vacation though for most of the year, Dad took care of him back in
Michigan. That's Scott's childhood home. His parents had divorced two years
ago. He liked being with his mom whenever he could. She wasn't so stern like
Dad was. Whatever the boy wanted to eat, get to bed late or do on his summer
days was alright with her. She was a 'let live' kind of woman. Dad was often
telling him that in distain.

     Scott didn't know why Mom and Dad had stopped loving each other. They both
told the boy that it wasn't his fault. A lot of his friends in Michigan had
parents who divorced. No big deal. He wished that Mom would see him more often
than she did but that wasn't possible because of her job. Even during this
summer vacation, she was working. They spent weekends together. He was alone
during the week, only seeing her after seven at night when she returned from
the office.

     It was Scott's first week with Mom. She was going to have him for two
whole months! The boy pretty much did what he wanted during the day which
included playing video games, watching cable T.V., lounging around the house
or exploring outside. He liked the beach. It seemed to stretch on forever.

     Though Scott promised not to swim in the ocean alone, he could lay out
on the sand or walk along the coast. It wasn't public access. Not a lot of
people were around to disturb the boy which was the way he liked it. He
enjoyed the solitude. Just yesterday, he dared to sun tan in the nude. No one
saw him except for an old couple walking their dog. He'd buried his face in
the towel until they'd passed by. Not that his body would excite anyone. At
twelve, he was still a boy who didn't bear groin hair or could shoot from his
dick. Jerking in bed at night still felt good. That helped him feel weary
enough to sleep after achieving two or three dry thrills.

     A skimpy swim suit was worn by Scott today. It contrast the light color
of his skin that would darken as the summer wore on. He'd looked at himself
in the mirror. His body was so pale looking due to living most of the time in
Michigan. Thin arms and legs; his chest was flat though he saw how the curves
to his butt stuck out from his swim suit in an embarrassing way. He wished that
his body would undergo that 'growth spurt' Mom had told him would be happening
soon. Then he'll be able to squirt from his erection. Older friends said that
it was thrilling to sperm. Their balls ached to be emptied all the time.

     Scott wanted to explore the southern stretch of beach today to see where
it led. To his left, beach houses stood on stilts. Few people came out from
them to enjoy the ocean like him. He probably could have walked about naked
without anyone noticing. Not that the boy would dare. Laying over his towel
was one thing; that old couple had only seen his butt. If someone were to see
his dick - that would have been embarrassing! Even erected, it wasn't an
impressive male display that would catch a girl's attention. He was too young
to be interested in them anyway.

     The scantily clad men at Huntington Beach had drawn Scott's attention. He
checked out their butts and their proud manly bulge showing in front of them.
He tried imagining how they'd look without a swim suit on thinking that his
longing came from being envious. A man's body was strong and very good looking.
The boy wanted that for himself. In a dream, his longing revealed itself when
he saw himself swimming with a dark skinned man who held him in an exciting
way. They'd both been naked.

     A cliff looming before Scott stopped him in his tracks. He'd noticed
that the beach houses had ended a while back. Disappointment filled the boy.
He couldn't go any further. Before turning back, he walked up to the stone
that stretched out to the water like black toes. In defiance, the youth
climbed over one to see what lie on the other side. More beach! He jumped
from toe to toe until reaching the sand again. A sheer cliff loomed up on his
left. There was only a narrow space between it and the water. He walked
quickly along the surf so a big wave wouldn't crash against him.

     Scott's way was blocked again or rather, the black cliff pointed out
into the water. Not that far. The boy dared it. He had to wade into the ocean
that was knee high to pass around. A wave caught him, soaking his swim suit.
Yet he strode onwards until the beach returned. Not a long stretch of sand
but rounded in a bowl. What a great place to lay naked!

     Scott walked along the surf to the other side that was choked in huge
black boulders. No way to pass them unless he were a mountain climber. He
turned around to explore this hidden wonder he'd found. Surrounded by high
cliffs on three sides, it formed a small bowl of sand of two rises: a narrow
walkway by the ocean and another level dotted with rocks. He was about to
check that out when a face peered down on him. The boy gasped in surprise.
An older boy was sitting over a towel. He was darkly skinned with jet black
hair falling to his shoulders. Was he Mexican?

     In embarrassment, Scott turned back towards the water. He wasn't the
first to discover this hidden place. That teen might have been naked though
from his brief view he couldn't be sure. This was a great place to sun tan.
No one could spy on you (unless they came by boat).

     Scott stepped into the warm water. He felt eyes on his back but resisted
the urge to turn around. Maybe he should just go. Tomorrow, he'd return to
check out that high place and sun tan there himself. The boy's legs wouldn't
move. He continued to face the ocean, wondering what was keeping him here.

     A voice called out to Scott. He turned around to return that greeting.
"Hello?" he answered in his piping voice. Their eyes met. A dark lipped smile
put the boy at ease. At least the stranger wasn't angry at him for spying out
his secret tanning place. No doubt about it. The teen was naked. He half rose
from his towel revealing a slim brown body. What startled the youth was his
hard cock. It stood along the teen's belly like a stick. Not that thickly
skinned. So as to not get caught staring at it, the boy turned around again to
face the ocean.

     Like a dummy, Scott just stood there. Part of him wanted to leave that
teen in peace but another part of him... A strange notion dropped in the boy's
head. He acted on it by pulling down his swim suit. A thrill went through him
for showing off his butt. Rushed steps were taken into the ocean where he fell
to his knees. The water reached up to his tummy. He'd done that to hide the
swift rising to his dick.

     After splashing water over himself, Scott snuck a back glance at the
teenager. He was sitting over his towel looking down on him. The boy brought
water up to his face to rinse it. He tasted salt in his mouth. That reminded
him of his thirst after a long hot walk down the beach. Maybe that teen had
water he could drink.

     After pondering over the matter, Scott rose to his feet. He kept his
butt towards the teen while gazing into the distance. The ocean before him
was a vast stretch of aqua colored water. He considered going for a swim but
remembered promising him Mom not to go alone. There were dangerous rip tides
he'd been warned about. Another peek was taken over the boy's shoulder. The
teenager was still sitting up, watching him.

     A friendly hand wave drew Scott back onto the beach. He took slow steps
towards the teen with his intent to ask him if he had water to drink. There
was a sharp climb over some rocks before reaching the towel. They stared at
each other for a long moment. The boy was mindful of his erection but the
teenager had one too. He kept himself from looking at it too much.

     "Hello."

     Scott saw the teen's seductive grin for him. "Hi." It wasn't more than a
squeak from the boy's throat. When he dropped his gaze, a bottle of water
caught his eyes but not before he peeked at that hard cock. Its length wasn't
much more than his though the teenager bore hair on his groin. A tight sac of
balls hung below. Scott pointed at the bottle. "Can I have some?"

     "You thirsted?"

     "Yes."

     The teen handed over his bottle of water. After muttering his thanks,
the boy drank several mouthfuls. He handed it back. Their eyes met and it
became an awkward moment. "I'm Scott."

     "Eduardo."

     "Are you from Mexico?" Scott knew that was a silly question but he was
feeling nervous.

     "No. El Pescador."

     "Where's that?" Scott had never heard of that country.

     "It in South America."

     "Oh." From Eduardo's soft accent and the dark skin of his body, he had
to be from a country south of Mexico.

     "The sun feel hot on your skin, yes?"

     Scott could only nod.

     "I like to sun bathe here."

     After making the point of looking around, Scott smiled knowingly. "It's
a good place. No one around."

     "Si. That why I like." Eduardo laughed nervously.

     To Scott's surprise, he saw the teen reach down for his cock. Long brown
fingers curled around its lower shaft and began stroking over it. That caused
his knob to pop out from his foreskin. It was a swollen brown head; dripping.
The boy blurted out, "Yours isn't cut."

     "Cut?"

     "You still have your foreskin." Scott looked down at his own dick. "Mine
was cut off at birth." He grasped his pink knob.

     "That... bad."

     "I suppose." Eduardo continued jerking off that Scott couldn't tear his
eyes from. He felt a sharp thrill from his erection to join him. The boy
couldn't gather up the courage to do so though.

     "Sit." Eduardo scooted back over his towel to offer a place for the boy.

     Scott dropped to his knees facing Eduardo. He watched his cock handling
with anticipation, waiting for when he'll shoot. A brown knob was popping out
more quickly from his foreskin. Its oozing made for a wet handling. The boy
was very envious. In a whisper, "My handling is dry." He gently grasped his
erection and feigned a painful expression when stroking over it.

     Eduardo laughed. "When you older, it get wet."

     Scott nodded. He continued handling his dick with shy eyes.

     "I give you some of mine."

     "Huh?" Scott didn't know what Eduardo meant. When them brown fingers
gathered wetness from his knob and reached out, the boy understood. He let go
of his erection to accept Eduardo's excitement oozing over it. A sharp thrill
went through him to feel that wet hand on him.

     "Good?"

     "Yes..." Scott breathed. He grabbed Eduardo's left hand to keep it
clutched around his dick. A slow stroking followed. The thrills built up
quickly that exploded from the boy when he cried out. He leaned forward to
press his forehead against Eduardo's brown arm that he tightly clutched.
Breaths raced through his mouth.

     "Yours is fast." Eduardo had felt a strong throbbing from the boy's dick.
Nothing had come out from it.

     Scott figured that Eduardo meant that he'd achieved his ending thrills
quickly. The boy felt embarrassed. He kept his eyes closed but heard the
teen's swift stroking of his own cock. It was an exciting skin rubbing sound.
Out of curiosity, the youth overcame his shyness by opening his eyes. He
watched the teenager's action. Brown fingers were tightly wrapped around his
skinny shaft. It was a longer cock than his. Its brown knob nearly reached to
Eduardo's navel. He stroked himself quickly. His balls sac bounced wildly
between his legs. The boy felt so excited that he reached down for his dick.
He joined the teen in achieving male thrills.

     "You help with mine?"

     Scott saw that the teen had let go of his long cock. "You want me to?"

     "Si."

     A tingling filled Scott's fingers to hold that brown cock. He did so. It
felt stiff and warm against his palm. Eduardo smiled. The boy gave it some
pulls that brought a sharpness to the teen's eyes. He was obviously doing it
right. All boys knew how to thrill themselves. He wondered how old Eduardo
was. His face was boyish but there was strength to his arms and legs. It was
a body developing into a man's.

     Scott felt his erection being grasped. He looked down at Eduardo's brown
fingers that were tightly wrapped around his dick and stroking it. They were
handling each other! That thought was very exciting to the boy. His white hand
held a brown cock while his pink dick was held in a brown hand. That reminded
him how different they were from each other like night to day.

     Eduardo reached out to touch Scott's right arm. He felt the fine hair
covering it. Sun colored, like the boy's head hair. Shy blue eyes peered back
at him so he smiled to put the youth at ease. "You good looking."

     "Really?" asked Scott. "You are too." Eduardo looked away as if not
believing him.

     "You are cute!" Scott blurted out. Maybe he should have told Eduardo that
he was 'handsome' instead. They exchanged shy glances.

     Scott felt the strange urge to kiss Eduardo to prove that he was good
looking but he wouldn't dare. Boys didn't do that with each other. What they
were doing was only pleasuring themselves as boys do. His friend Ralph had
told him that he did things with some of the boys at camp. When Scott pressed
him to tell him what, his friend would only say that boys did naked things
together for relief. It wasn't anything luvy duby.

     What Scott was feeling for Eduardo was. He liked how this teen looked
but more than that, he knew that his heart was gentle and wanting. It's hard
to explain. The boy badly wanted them to be friends. He'd do anything Eduardo
wanted with him to achieve that.

     Scott gasped. He'd felt Eduardo's hand feeling over his arm that now had
dropped to his chest. The teen palmed over his tits. It was a very tickly
sensation. The boy reached out to caress Eduardo's breast. His was smooth to
the touch that bore two dark circles. Their nipples were erect. He palmed over
them that made Eduardo gasp. They exchanged knowing grins.

     Eduardo's right hand reached around for Scott's butt. It was pulled on
while the teen's other hand stroked over his pink dick. The thrills were
building up. He pulled on Eduardo's silky foreskin hoping to get him to sperm.
It's something he'd never seen before. How much would shoot out from his cock?
The boy found out.

     With a hoarse outcry, Eduardo shot to the white boy's hand. He lost his
eyesight for a moment because of the intense pleasure that comes from such an
act. Breaths raced through his mouth afterwards. He remembered Scott's dick and
continued pulling over it. Awe filled them sky blue eyes.

     Scott's hand dripped with sperm. Wow. This teen had shot out a lot. He
smelled its sharp odor. Curiosity filled him to know what it would taste like
but that would be too daring. He continued to clutch Eduardo's wet cock while
his erection was handled. Them neat thrills were building up again. Yet the
skin to his dick was chafing because of the ocean salt. He didn't want the
teen to stop though.

     Eduardo enjoyed offering this white boy pleasure. His groin was smooth so
that proved he wasn't old enough to come out. The trying still felt good he
knew from jerking off in his youth to countless dry thrills. Scott's erection
was getting very stiff. That's a sure sign of him getting close to exploding.

     Ignoring the burning from his dick, Scott dwelled on the sharp thrills it
gave him. He bucked forward with quick stabs. Eduardo's brown fingers tightened
around his erection that made it hurt more. It was becoming difficult to ignore
the pain. He closed his eyes and grimaced.

     "Yours hurt?" asked Eduardo. He'd seen that painful expression on the
boy's face.

     "A little. It's because of the salt." Scott pointed towards the water.

     Eduardo understood. "Wet yours with my..." He didn't know the English word
for sperm so he pointed at the boy's filled hand.

     Scott gasped in surprise. When the teen nodded that he could, he brought
his cupped hand down to his dick to wet it with sperm. A coolness was felt over
his chafed skin. Intensely excited, he pulled over his slippery erection.
Eduardo kneeled closer to him and pressed his oozing cock onto his balls.

     "My power go to you," the teen explained. He formed a fist with his right
hand and arched his arm to get its muscles bulging.

     Scott sucked in a sharp breath. He realized what this teen meant and felt
awed to accept his manly power. Eduardo's wet cock stuck harder into his balls.
The sensation was thrilling and a strange notion dropped into the boy's head.
He wanted sperm to be put inside his body so it would mature. But how?

     Eduardo grasped the boy's pale hips. He leaned over to press their chests
together, brown on white. Their nipples rubbed. A quick hand beating was felt
against his groin from Scott's handling. He was obviously getting close to it.
An outcry! Eduardo reached around for the boy's butt. It felt soft and humped
under his palms in a thrilling way.

     When Scott recovered from his powerful climax, he noticed that the teen
was hugging him. The warmth of his smooth body against his was very exciting.
Eduardo was like an older brother conforting him though what they'd been doing
together was sexual. He had no problem with that. His arms shot around the
brown teen to give him a big hug. They held each other for a while.


AUTHOR'S NOTE:
If you've liked this story, let me know! I'll write more parts to it.
Vince_Water@yahoo.com

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