Message-ID: <212342Z24061995@anon.penet.fi> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an151170@anon.penet.fi (...Mercury....) X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous forwarding service Reply-To: an151170@anon.penet.fi Date: Sat, 24 Jun 1995 21:16:22 UTC Subject: Jamie on the Beach (M/M(late teen), Steve Rider) Lines: 221 z z Oh Master, I wonder, who rules Alt.Sex.Stories ? z Why that is easy, Grasshopper. It is... z z ... M e r c u r y ... z z For listen to the Wind. Does it not whisper in your ear, z "Mercury rulez A.S.S.!" And listen to the babbling brook. z Does it not babble, "Mercury has the biggest dick of all!" z You see, Grasshopper. All of Nature is in harmony with z Mercury, for he is one with the Universe! z zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz z z Notes : z z 1. I did not write this story and do not know who did. z 2. If you're a biW/A m/f 18-24 looking for friends, write. z 3. Don't write asking me to email you stories. I just delete z your messages--or else say whatever comes to mind. >8^} z Jamie on the Beach by Steve Rider This file may be posted on Electronic Bulletin Boards for download, but may not be modified, printed for distribution, or used for any commercial purpose without the author's written permission. Copyright (c) 1992 Stephen A. Rider, all rights reserved. It was a very long time ago. They were still sending Apollo missions to the Moon. I had decided to take some time off from work and drive down to Florida from my native Pennsylvania. I wanted to see one of these rockets to the Moon up close. I wanted to feel it's thunder. Sex was really the last thing on my mind. My best friend at the time was Joe. He knew I was gay, we talked about it all of the time. I guess he must have talked about me at home. I was very surprised when Joe told me that his younger brother wanted to go with me to Cape Canaveral. Jamie and I had hardly ever spoken much in the many years I had known Joe. But I said sure, no problem, and I invited Jamie very warmly. He was so good looking at the time, I mean perfect. Blond hair on his head and hardly any hair on his body. A perfectly lean late teen build. He was sort of built like a potential swimmer, without all of the muscle which exercise would have developed. Actually, he was perfect. Jamie knew I was gay. I think he knew it before I did. I'll never forget the time that Joe and I were sitting in the bedroom they shared and Jamie came in fresh out of the shower, ready for bed. He stood in front of his mirror with a towel wrapped around him, dancing in the mirror, shaking his body. Then he threw away the towel and pranced to the bed with a bouncy step intended to make his erection flop up and down in plain view. As he did this he said to me "I hear you like these (looking down at himself), isn't this a nice one ?" Now, two years later, he was 18 and he wanted to go on a two thousand mile round trip with me in my car. Care to guess my answer ? It was late summer and it was hot. East Coast Muggy Hot. And the further south we drove the hotter and muggier it got. We started wearing less and less clothing. Soon Jamie had nothing on but a pair of cutoff jeans. They were cut very high. From time to time one of his nuts would hang out along with a bit of his pure white briefs. It was extremely stimulating for me. I remember feeling glad to be alive. I remember erections that lasted for hours while I searched for any excuse to turn my head his way. I was not in love with Jamie, I was not even sure that I liked him, but there was a very definite element of lust involved. By the time we reached Virginia I was sure I was having a good time. I was also sure it was no accident that his genitals kept appearing in my line of sight. Anticipation can be one of the best parts of a sexual experience. That first night we decided to stop in one of the Carolinas to sleep. I pulled over in some rest area that was full of trucks. We found a place away from the trucks and parked for the night. We were in my Plymouth Valiant. It was a dirty ivory color and it had a slant six engine. I wanted to suck his cock. Jamie was nervous that first night. Abruptly he took his sleeping bag and ran to a picnic table fifty feet from my car. Sigh. Oh well, I knew the tension was there. I knew it was not my imagination. I knew something interesting was going to happen on this trip. I slept on the backseat of my car, dreaming of Jamie all night. In the morning we set off south again, more sweating in the heat, more sexual tension, more long and awkward silences. We arrived in the Cape Canaveral area just at dusk and found a nice spot to park the car right along the smooth white Florida beach. We could see the rocket clearly. "Jamie ?" "What?" "Look, there's no picnic tables here, I know you don't want your sleeping bag all full of sand. I've got a big blanket in the trunk. Why don't you sleep next to me tonight ?" He looked at me for a long two seconds, I thought I saw a smile flash quickly across his sweet, boyish face. He nodded 'yes' very slightly. I got an erection. We bought a watermelon and shared it. We laughed as I had one heck of a time carving it with my pocketknife. I started to tease him. "Here sexy, have another piece." "Don't call me sexy!" "OK Honey." "Cut it out!" "Alright Jamie, but you know I really think you're attractive." Across the little bay the lights all around the spacecraft were bright with a promise of what was to come, but first I wanted to make Jamie cum. Finally we decided to call it a night. I spread the blanket while I tried to keep the bulge in front of me out of his view. Jamie rolled out his bag as I did mine. He climbed inside his sleeping bag and took off his cutoffs. He held them up in front of my face.. "Smell good ?" Next he took off his jockey shorts and held them up for me to see. I was so hot thinking of his naked body inside that sleeping bag. I wanted to crawl inside there with him. I wanted to touch his smooth, silky skin. I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anything before in my life. But he seemed only to want to tease me. Jamie curled up inside his sleeping bag, lying on his side, his back towards me. I rolled over onto my stomach and tried to calm down for a while. I could hear every breath he took over the sounds of the waves. I focused on his breathing, he was not asleep. I rolled over onto my side now, just behind him. My breath was moving the tight little curls of golden hair on the back of his neck. My hand seemed to come out of my sleeping bag all on it's own, almost without my knowing what was happening my hand was gently rubbing his ass through the green fabric. Now both hands. I cupped an ass cheek in each hand and I felt him press back against me, soundless, firm, wanting more. The stars were very clear in the night. A gentle breeze with the smell of salt was wafting across us. My left hand moved around to the front of his bedroll. His cock was hard and large. I squeezed it as I drew even closer to him, my nose now against the back of his neck. The smell of dried sweat and ocean on his skin. Male and strong, young and beautiful. I could not believe it was happening. I took my hand off his cock and put it on his left shoulder. As I pulled him back toward me I lifted my head, he rolled over onto his back, my face just above his now, I kissed him. His lips were soft and sweet, our breath mixing between us, I slipped my tongue into his mouth as my hand went inside his sleeping bag. Warm, cotton, cozy, plaid, male, passion, his erection in my hand. We kissed and kissed and kissed. Some people walked down the beach, between us and the water, I heard them talking but my face never left Jamie's lips. His arms around my neck now, pulling me close. I'm stroking his cock very slowly. I roll over, pulling him on top of me, his naked chest half out of the bag now, his skin against mine. Both of my hands on his smooth little ass. Musky, sand on my cheeks, Jamie moaning now, thrusting his hips against me, my hands on his ass, squeezing, carressing, wanting to be his for tonight, wanting his pleasure and joy. I roll him over again on his back, out of my sleeping bag, naked under the stars, I unzip his and fold it away from the beauty of his body. We kiss again, he pushes me down hard, he climbs on top of me. Not a word is spoken but there are lots of sounds. His lips against mine, the waves, the birds, distant machine sounds, cars on the highway, him moaning, my breath dances across his silky cheeks. I can't take much more of this. I reach down between us and put my hands on both of our cocks. I stroke us together. He is wet with precum and it drips down onto me. I slide down beneath him until I can put my tongue in his navel. My fingers lightly on his balls. Just a bit of hair there, boyish, young, sweet, horny, just an inch further down and the head of his cock looms above me, shining and wet, big wave hits the shore, my lips caress just the tip as my tongue darts around tasting his maleness. Hands on his ass again I pull him down until his cock hits the back of my throat. He is on his knees, his arms outstretched holding him up, most of the sky is blocked from my view by his body above me. Thrusting now, fucking my mouth, faster, harder deeper, I take all of him down deep into me. His pubic hair keeps pressing against my nose as he thrusts harder, faster, harder, faster. In the starlight his cock is shiny and wet as it slides in and out of my face. My nose is now filled with the scents of our passion, my breath, his cock, moistness all over my face. He starts to grunt and moan still louder then he thrusts deep as can be and I feel his whole body tremble and shake. Warmth in the back of my throat, salty, pleasure, Jamie, dream boy, he is cumming. He keeps pumping more and more inside me, I feel it in my throat, he starts to pull out and I catch the last few drops on my tongue. Sweet Jamie, lovely Jamie, I have given him what he wanted but could not ask for. No need for teasing anymore. He collapses on top of me. His cock still in my mouth, softer now, relaxed, sweaty. My fingertips dance in patterns on his perfectly smooth little ass, lightly, tenderly... A crowd woke us up in the morning, gathered to watch the launch. We were both still naked, huddled together in his bag. Quickly we grabbed our shorts and it seemed no one had noticed two young guys sleeping naked together. We stood up and looked at each other and I just started to laugh. Someone had a radio, the countdown was running down. The launch was a testament to the awesome power of science. A rumble from a mile away you could feel inside your chest. Spears of fire as hot as Jamie's cock. The crowd went away finally leaving Jamie and I alone again on our beach. Another night, we used my bag, Jamie's was all sticky and sand inside. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. If you reply to this message, your message WILL be *automatically* anonymized and you are allocated an anon id. Read the help file to prevent this. Please report any problems, inappropriate use etc. to admin@anon.penet.fi.