Date: Mon, 09 Jul 2001 15:11:05 -0400
From: Ryan Mitchell <razmataz76@hotmail.com>
Subject: Holiday at the Beach - Part 2

Holiday at the beach - Part 2

Braydon lay beside me in the dark room. All was quiet except for the waves
relentlessly pounding the beach. I could hear Braydon's breathing becoming
more normal as his body was recovering from the explosive orgasm I had just
sucked from his 14 year-old dick. I reached over and felt the sweaty skin
of his chest and left my hand move up and down with each breath he
took. His skin was so soft, even though it was clammy from his perspiration
and the coolness of the night air.

Neither of us spoke for several minutes. Then with a slight motion Braydon
moved closer to me and kissed me once again. He asked me if I liked what we
did, and if he pleased me. For a moment I was speechless. I was still in
shock from this entire experience.  Never in my life did I expect a 14
year-old kid to be as experienced and adept in the erotic pleasures that he
had just treated me to. Then I quietly told him that I was more than
pleased with him.that I had experienced some of the best erotic play that I
had ever experienced. I could barely see his face from the soft light that
shown thru the door from the living area. But from his expression, he
seemed pleased with my approval. His face exhibited a look of pride for his
accomplishments.

Then both of us were yanked back to stark reality when I heard his Dad's
voice calling him only yards from my house. Braydon scrambled to his feet
and looked for something to wear. I remembered that his suit was still
lying on the floor in the living area. In a few seconds his Dad would
probably be at the door, so there was no time to get it. I reached into my
dresser and pulled out a pair of clean jogging shorts and Braydon slipped
them on. I found another pair for me. As I emerged from my bedroom,
Braydon's dad was already knocking on the screen door. Before I got to the
door, he had opened it and entered. My foot kicked Braydon's suit under the
chair, and I picked up the towel and began to fold it. Rich asked me if I
had seen Braydon recently. I told him that Braydon and I had gone for a run
earlier and then a swim. And that he had come home with me for a cola. My
hand gestured to the cola glasses on the side table.

Of course since Braydon wasn't in the room, I needed to explain where the
kid was now.  As my mind raced to come up with a reasonable explanation, a
voice called thru the screen door. Both Rich and I looked toward the door
as Braydon opened it and entered.  He said that he had been walking along
the beach when he heard his Dad calling. And that he saw his Dad come into
my place. Rich chided him a bit for being out in the dark on a strange
beach. But he wasn't too upset with him. I walked Rich to the door and
asked Braydon if he would pick up the cola glasses and rinse them and place
them in the sink. As Rich was heading for the door, I made hand signals to
Braydon to tell him where I kicked his bathing suit.

Rich talked to me for a few minutes and then told me to send Braydon home
soon. I returned to the house as Braydon was rolling up his damp suit and
was smiling at me, like the Cheshire cat. I asked him which screen he
popped out so he could climb out the window in order to make his "grand
entrance" earlier. He told me it was the bathroom window. I hugged this
sneaky sexy kid and I told him that I would take care of him tomorrow. He
winked and told me he was counting on it. Then with a flash he ran out the
door and raced across the dunes to the Bradbury place.

I turned out the lamp in the living area, brushed my teeth and fell into
bed to catch my breath and to analyze the happenings of this day. Did all
of this really happen? Was this a dream? I mean I could never believe in a
million years that a 14 year-old boy would be as brazen and as dominate as
Braydon was. But it happened, I knew it had happened. I still could
remember the intensity of my two earlier orgasms. I still felt the awesome
feeling of Braydon's dick deep inside my butt as he rode me to a crashing
orgasm. As I mulled these things over in my mind, I fell asleep and slept
deeper than I had in weeks.

In the morning I woke early and took my shower. In the shower I grew erect
as I washed my private areas and thought of the events of the previous
evening. Again when I dried off after my shower I sprouted a raging hardon
when I thought of Braydon and his "man- sized" boy-dick. Would we really
have more experiences, or was the previous evening just a fluke? Well I had
mixed emotions about finding out. Part of me wanted to be naked with
Braydon again. But the other part of me worried about our age
difference. Eleven years was a large gap when the younger party was only
14! But when I was with Braydon in the bedroom, he didn't seem to be 14. He
was more adept than guys twice his age.

Breakfast was a bowl of cold cereal and some fruit. Then I stepped out onto
the deck and looked in the direction of the Bradbury place. It was only
7:45 but the two girls were already playing close to the house. Braydon was
not in sight, nor were his parents. I decided to go for my morning run
before the sun was too high in the sky, so I took off jogging away from the
Bradbury place and ran along the rocky coast. My thoughts were coming back
to the previous evening and what took place with Braydon, and I fought to
keep them out of my head. I guess I was wrapped up in heavy thinking and
before I realized it, I had gone much further than I had planned. I stopped
to rest a minute, and cursed myself from not bringing along a water
bottle. My mouth was dry and my throat parched.

When I returned to the house I again looked over at Bradbury's. The girls
had worked their way to the water and were once again working on a sand
castle. I couldn't see Braydon however. At first I didn't see anybody with
the girls, but soon I saw Rich in the water swimming close to them. Then
the door to their rental house opened and I waited to see if it was
Braydon. Damn! I cursed myself for being like this. I mean how could this
kid have taken over my every waking thought. But to my disappointment it
was Mrs.  Mason carrying a sand chair and heading for the beach. I turned
and shuffled my way across the deck and plopped into a chair.

I guess I dozed off for a few minutes, but I jumped awake as I heard
footsteps on the wooden stairs. Soon the top of Braydon's head was visible
and very quickly so was his smooth naked chest. He was giving me one of
those "shit eating" grins that I would become very familiar with before
this holiday was over. He was carrying some hand weights and a towel, which
he had rolled up and placed under his arm. He gave me crap about falling
asleep on the deck, and when I told him that I was only resting my eyes, he
threw the towel at me and laughed. God I was so drawn to his laugh. I mean
I was drawn to everything about Braydon. His looks, his intelligence, his
personality, his confidence, and especially his sexual prowess. He was
perfect.and I wondered what my life would have been like if I was like
Braydon when I was 14.

But Mr. Braydon Alan Mason was soon pissed off at me when he found out I
had already taken my morning run. He said that he thought we'd be running
together every morning and evening from now on. I told him that we hadn't
discussed it, but he said he thought it was just assumed. God! Was there no
end to this kid's boldness! "Ryan," I thought if you don't watch out you're
going to fall in love with this 14 year-old hottie! I mean I was hoping for
some action during this holiday, and even hoping I would meet someone that
I could call later, back in the city. But 14 year-old Braydon wasn't what I
had in mind.

For a minute Braydon slid into being his age and almost threw a hissy fit
when I told him that I didn't feel like going for another run right
now. But he snapped out of it, when I said that I'd wait for him and swim
with him after he took his run. So off the deck he raced, and I watched his
cute butt bouncing up the beach until he was out of sight.

I knew he wouldn't be long so I walked down to the water. And sure enough
in about 15 minutes Braydon was coming back already. I got into the water
and waited. He saw me, jumped in and swam near me. We were quite some
distance from his family, but they could see us and waved. "How convenient"
I thought. The Rich family totally trusted me with their son, and I was
thinking about the next time their son and I would be in bed
together. Before I could think of anything else, I felt Braydon swimming
between my legs and my trunks being pulled down. He popped his head up in
front of me and was already laughing. What a little tease this kid was!
Then he swam closer to me and I felt his hand around my dick. I went under
the water to pull up my trunks and in the clear water I could see him
coming toward me again. We ended up playing a two-man game of "keep away."
We took turns grabbing one another and rushing off before the other could
grab back. I felt Braydon's awesome cock and wished I were in bed feeling
this cock in me somewhere. He held me until I was rock hard in his hand and
looked at me with eyes that said it all. It was great fun and I guessed
that this foreplay would end up being the prelude to another hot session
with my young sex partner!

When we grew tired of the water. I asked what Braydon had in mind for the
rest of the day. He said that his parents were taking the girls into town
to the amusement rides that were always there in the summer. And then they
were going to see the Marine Museum and maybe go to the lighthouse. I asked
when he would be back, but Braydon just laughed and gave me his Cheshire
cat smile again. I knew he had a plan and I knew that I didn't need to know
the details of the plan right then. We pulled ourselves from the water and
Braydon dried himself off and looked for his hand weights. Without a word
he ran off toward his family and I walked back to the deck, dried off and
went inside for a little lunch.

I had hardly sat down to eat, when I heard someone calling my name. I
stepped onto the deck and saw Braydon's Dad there. He looked a little
distressed and I cautiously asked him what was the matter. He told me that
the family was ready to go into town, but that Braydon had gotten a cramp
from his run and was writhing in pain. Nothing that his wife had done would
relieve the pain. But Braydon had told him that I was a "sometime masseuse"
and might know how to "relieve" his cramping. I stifled my laughter and bit
my lip. Braydon was running in high gear and his plan was in process. So I
followed Rich Mason to the rental property, and entered.

Braydon was lying on the sofa with a pain-grimaced face. He almost broke
into a smile when I walked toward him, but managed to moan and keep up the
act. I asked him where he was hurting, and he pointed to his thigh. That
was a surprise to me, because whenever I got cramping from running, it
seemed to be in my calves. So I knelt beside the sofa and began a very
meticulous rub down on his thigh. I knew that I didn't dare get into
anything now, because his Dad, Mom, and sisters were all watching. And if
it weren't for sheer determination I would have completely lost it and
broke out into laughter over this monumental ruse.

As I rubbed and massaged, Braydon stopped the awful grimace and said that
his leg was feeling much better. I suggested that we alternate between ice
and heat and that I thought the whole process would take a while. The
family began to discuss abandoning their afternoon plans, but Braydon told
them to go ahead.that he didn't want to spoil the fun for the girls. He was
so convincing that I almost bought into his sincerity about the situation.

I stood and told the family that if they didn't mind leaving Braydon in my
care, that I wouldn't mind rearranging my afternoon plans to stay with
him. In a few minutes the girls started to whine and beg to go into town,
and soon it was settled.  Braydon would stay with me, and I would continue
the massage, and the "treatments." The family would continue on with their
plans. The Rich's left and said that they would be back around 5:00 or
so. I looked my watch, and read 12:15. Fine I said.it would be no bother to
stay with Braydon. (No bother! Oh my god it sure wouldn't be a bother to
stay with this young sex dynamo!)

The Rich's car had hardly pulled onto the road and disappeared out of sight
when Braydon had his trunks down and was pulling on his semi-hard dick. I
just stood and took in the sight of it. This beautiful smooth young fellow
looked so relaxed and so cool, when just a few minutes before he was
writhing and grimacing in "pain." I almost wanted to take him over my knee
and spank his smooth white butt for all it was worth.  I was contemplating
doing just that when Braydon stood up and walked toward me with a
"first-class" erection. Damn, that did it! I had my trunks down and offered
him my hard dick.

The sofa was one of those convertible jobbers and Braydon had it open and
the pillows on it before I could blink. He plopped himself down and spread
his legs, propping himself against the back pillows. The arrow shape his
legs made, drew me to him like a bee to honey. I was on my knees on the bed
and had my hands racing over his nakedness.  My mouth went for his and we
kissed for a while. In true Braydon form, he pried my lips open with his
tongue and rammed it in. His tongue explored my oral cavity as if he were
looking to find something. I sucked gently on it and he uttered a slight
moan. Then I moved down to his teen-aged pecs and ran my tongue around
them. As I drew circles around his nipples with my tongue, they stood at
attention and begged for my mouth. I didn't disappoint, and licked and
sucked each nipple. Sometimes play biting them with my lips drawn across my
teeth. Braydon was enjoying this moment of attention I was giving him. In
truth I was surprised that he was this passive, allowing me to be the
instigator.

My mouth left his pecs and awesome nipples, and I headed lower for his abs,
navel and all points south. His hands were gently on my head and played
with my ears and my short hair. His tummy tightened as I licked out his
navel and followed that awesome treasure trail which led from it down to
his soft pubes. My nose nuzzled into the sprouts of trimmed pubes and I
smelled a little musk, which only incited me to move faster to the
prize. The whole while I could tell that Braydon was itching to be in
control but I kept my weight on him and gave him the non-verbal message
that it was my turn today. So the kid left me have my way.

I heard his voice gently say, "please Ryan, suck me." And his hands gently
guided my head into position. I kissed the tip of his firm rod and my lips
touched the pre-cum that already had formed there. This sweet nectar was
like nothing I have ever tasted. Hungrily I lapped up as much as he could
produce. Then with a final swirl of my tongue around the red swollen head
of his love muscle, I opened my mouth wider and his hips moved to slide his
cock into my mouth. I clamped my lips shut and he let out a moan that was
almost guttural. Finally I was reaching the very root of his sexual
pleasure. Braydon was mine at the moment and was allowing me to work my
magic on him. We fell into a rhythm with his hips complementing the
movements of my mouth up and down his marble shaft.

Slowly I worked in order to prolong this pleasure for him and also for me
too. I moved my body to the side and allowed him to have access to my
swollen dick. His arm reached out and his hand gently grasped my dick and
stroked it slowly. We were both having a great time, and took turns moaning
and uttering pleased sounds. I took my hand and wedged it between his butt
cheeks, and he spread his legs wider. But I wasn't able to quite get to the
prize. So Braydon scrunched downward and laid flat on his back. He placed
his legs in the air and my hand reached his tight pink hole. I stopped long
enough to wet a finger with saliva and precum and then went back to sucking
him.  The lubed finger easily went into his rectum and passed the tight
sphincter. He was really feeling great now and his moans were almost like
the purring of a kitten. With no fanfare I slid another finger into his
hole, and in another moment a third. He was bucking his hips wildly and I
knew that if I didn't slow down the sucking, he would climax.

I moved off his cock and positioned myself between Braydon's legs. His legs
naturally found my shoulders and he looked me in the eye and told me he
wanted me to fuck him. I was shocked that he took to this as easily as he
did. Was this the same kid, who last night was so in charge? Was this the
Braydon who wanted to do things his way? But today he left me be in charge
and he wanted me to control the action. So I made sure my dick was well
lubed with precum and saliva. And I placed the head on the very edge of his
love tunnel. With a gentle movement I eased myself inside him and I felt
his muscles clamp around my hard cock. We stayed that way for a while,
until he flexed and released his rectal muscles and pulled me deeper, at
the moment he pushed his hips toward me. I was completely inside this
wonderful kid and I was feeling even better than I did the previous night.

We worked into another rhythmic session with me pushing and pulling, and
Braydon matching my movements. Not only was he great at being a top last
night, but today he was an excellent bottom too. I leaned forward and his
legs easily pushed back yielding more of his butt and forcing my cock
deeper inside him. His moans were again loud and profuse. I too found
myself moaning more than usual, but then this wasn't usual for me.
Thrusting deeper and deeper I plunged my cock into this 14 year-old and
wished that this holiday would never end.

Braydon grabbed his own cock and started to beat it with a vengeance. He
was telling me how good I felt inside him, and I told him that he felt good
to me too. I began to pick up the pace, and he lay there with his eyes
closed and his mouth open. He looked so peaceful in this position. Faster
and faster I moved my hips and he received me with the same pace. My balls
began slapping his butt and he giggled a little when he heard the slapping
sound. We were working as one! I was determined to make him feel as good as
he made me feel the night before. I was surprised at my stamina, but I kept
going.  It must have been about 20 minutes of me humping Braydon now. I
moved in a bit more and then I felt my balls start to tingle and my muscles
tightened. I knew I was beginning the final stages before I would climax. I
asked Braydon how he was doing, but he never answered.  He grimaced his
face and began to grunt.

With each grunt his cock shot a jet of boy cum onto his chest. The second
spurt actually made to his chin and cheek. The sight of seeing Braydon
shoot his cum and the tightening of his rectal muscles sent me over the top
and I yelped and began to explode inside his hot bowels. He must have felt
me shooting in him because he jacked his dick even faster and more and more
jizz shot from it.  His chest and neck and chin were coated in the milky
white cream. I was bucking and bouncing on his butt and my dick was still
spewing my ejaculation into him. A final blast came from his dick and he
let it go and let his muscles relax.

I shot once more and I then collapsed on top of him and our two sweaty
bodies pressed tightly against one another. Our breathing was fast and
erratic. Braydon opened his eyes and looked into mine. His mouth opening
slightly and I kissed him. My tongue slide into his mouth and he suckled
it. I couldn't get enough of him. I was teetering on the verge of feeling
more here than I ever did with somebody before. But I fought off the
feeling. I couldn't fall in love with this kid. I didn't even really know
him.I'd only been with him for two days. He was 14, I was 25. There were so
many reasons that I couldn't let myself have these feelings that I drove
them back into the recesses of my being.

I rolled off Braydon and put my arms around him. I pulled him next to me
and we lay like that for about 5 minutes. Then Braydon became his old self
again. He hopped up and with a laugh looked down at me and said, "hey Ryan
my leg feels a hell of a lot better! Thanks for the awesome massage dude!"
I started to laugh and couldn't stop. I laughed so hard that I thought my
sides would split. As I continued to laugh Braydon let himself fall back
into bed and he rolled onto me and kissed me to shut me up. We kissed and
embraced and cuddled for another 15 minutes. Then I asked him if he wanted
to go for a swim or just what he wanted to do. It was 2:00 and we had three
hours to be together.  Braydon acted like he was in deep thought and then
he got that twinkle in his eye and said, "I have a great idea for more
fun." I knew that we weren't going swimming, but I wasn't sure what my
horny young friend had in mind. I would soon find out!