Date: Fri, 25 May 2012 12:35:09 -0700 From: Rio Mack Subject: Six Percent 6 (gay adult/youth) The Six Percent Summer By Rio Mack DISCLAIMER: Contains depictions of gay sex. 6. The Rocks Per returned with a couple of cold beers for the boy and him. They guzzled them down quickly, while coolly ogling, behind their sunglasses, each other's gorgeous, nude musculature and brazenly flaunted cocks. After his last gulp, Danny took off his Ray-Ban's, grinned, and turned to his uncle. "Hey, old man, bet I can beat your sorry ass in a swim race from here to the rocks and back!" He said it as casually loud as he could -- wanting his mother and aunt to hear, but wanting them to hear it was nothing more than some off-hand offer of horseplay. But Per knew instantly what was up. Smart boy, Danny, smart boy. I need another taste of you as fiercely, apparently, as you need one of me. He removed his own sunglasses. "I doubt that very much, junior," Per joshed back, catching Danny's easy tone, "but you're welcome to try." Danny rose. He brazenly posed in front of his uncle for a minute, flexing his tanned, ripe muscles and fluffing his plump young cock. His show went unnoticed by the women: Marta's sunglassed eyes were glued to Per; Irene's locked on a French guide book. Then Danny tensed his lean, taut, sun-bronzed frame and dove off the dock into the lake -- an erotically athletic blur. He surfaced about ten yards away, just in time to see Per's ripped, cut body poised to dive -- a sun-gleaming, perfectly etched composition in muscle and fur; a full-tilt, dick-throbbing buzz for the boy. Per dove, and Danny treaded water until he surfaced. "C'mere, and I'll explain the rules," the boy shouted, so the women would keep hearing and keep tuning out, uninterested in the testosterone-fueled hi-jinks of boys being boys. When Per swam close, having to fight off the urge to clasp the naked, beautifully built young swimmer in his strong, hungry arms, and paw and kiss that smooth, sexy body, Danny lowered his voice so the ladies couldn't hear. "Whoever gets to the rocks first -- and it will be me, Unc, no doubt -- get out of the water so we can fool around on the rocks for a bit before swimming back. That hot, cut body and thick, juicy dick of yours just keep me boned as fuck. Damn, do I ever need another hit of you, stud!" Per moved in the water so he faced Danny, his back to the dock, in case either of the women was watching. The he reached under the surface of the lake and began working Danny's excited cock as he spoke. He confessed his own similar lust to his nephew in a low, thick rasp. "It's like you read my mind, son. My dick is throbbing like fuck for more of you. Plus, I'm hungry as hell for my first taste of boy-meat -- especially when the meat is this smooth, succulent, uncut prick of yours, which has had my mouth watering all fucking day!" Danny flicked a quick splash of lake into Per's surprised face, yelled "Ready, set, go!" and darted off. Per swore and charged after him. Although Per was an enormously strong swimmer, Danny raced like slick lightning through the water and easily reached the shore before his uncle. 'The rocks,' as they called it, was a secluded little stretch of flat, glacial stone, surrounded by huge stands of birch and pine and maple. It allowed a small party of cottagers to bask in the sun on flat, smooth, sun-warmed stone. Out here on the remote point, it was almost never visited by other boaters, so Irene and Marta and their guests had it virtually to themselves. The two naked, muscular lovers stretched out next to each other, wholly out of sight from anyone on the dock, and began kissing and stroking and groping each other with pent desire. Their meaty cocks responded instantly with thick, pinging delight. The naughtiness of fooling the women added a sweet dollop of piquancy to their lust. The sun-baked stone felt wonderful on their bare muscle. After about a minute of fevered love-play, Per drew up. "I have to have a taste of that gorgeous cock of yours, boy." "Sweet! You ever suck cock before, dawg? "Never. Straight studs don't suck cock, remember? It's one of the things that defines 'straightness,' in case you forgot." "Right, right. But, hey, be honest with me, bro. You never fooled around with another dude? A little experimenting in high school or college? I mean, it's way cool with me, obviously, if you have. And it sure as fuck won't make you any less of a MAN in my eyes, dawg. I already think you're about the manliest fucking man I ever met. And I gotta say, it's not just this virile-as-shit, muscle-hunk build of yours -- a big part of your being super-stud is that you're cool as fuck with your gay side." They kissed, with the explosive passion that now marked their intimacy. Per pulled out of the kiss to explain a bit more about his sexual history. "Nope, never sucked cock. Honest. I can't front -- even though I now know it'd make me even sexier in your eyes . . . ." He winked at the boy and gave one of his nephew's small, sexy, coral-hard nipples a quick tweak. Then he became more introspective. "I can tell you this, though: I sure as fuck have thought about it often enough. Damn, Danny, some of the dudes in my gym have cocks I can only describe as fucking delicious-looking. Just like yours." And now Per began to gently stroke that smooth, perfect, uncut beauty as he continued to reflect on his same-sex desire. "Past couple of years, when things went south with Irene, and I was goin' nuts for any kind of sex, I began droolin' like crazy over what some of those dudes in my gym are packing. I used to hang out in the locker-room to see as much dick as I could. Shit, I don't mind tellin' you, I even used to jack off some nights, after seeing some truly luscious-looking dicks in the sauna or shower or by my locker, thinkin' about what it would be like bein' with one of those dudes, you know? Bein' able to suck 'em off 'n' shit. Used to get me hard as fuck fantasizing about shit like that. And fuck would I ever nut a huge load dreamin' about that shit!" Not to mention the tasty fucking cocks I see just about daily on the boys fucking and sucking on my laptop, Per almost added -- but stopped short at such a flat-out admission of his total gay lust. He grew quiet, just stroking Danny's cock with the repressed desire breaking loose in him. He was outrageously amped to finally be able to chow down on a thick, luscious length of man-flesh. The boy's looked particularly prime, especially satisfying. Danny looked at Per with such worship and respect, so proud this straight stud could confess such secret desires. It was his turn to philosophize. Also to begin playful stroking of his uncle's aroused cock. "Most straight studs think about it a lot, I'm guessing. And have daydreams like yours. Cause they're fucking MEN, no doubt! I mean, sucking cock is, like, a pretty fucking basic part of man-sex. For ANY man." The two of them, now -- giddy boys, thrilled at how naughty they were about to become -- were stroking each other off stimulated by their discourse on cock-sucking. After a few moments of mutual pleasuring, Per looked away with a shy, embarrassed gruffness, not a little nervous about what was doubtless to be a botched first-time performance from him at sucking off another dude. "I warn you, dawg: you're gonna have to excuse what will no doubt be my ridiculously clumsy technique. But let me just say, my hot fucking nephew, that I hope to make up in enthusiasm what I lack in ability." "I'm sure you'll do just fine," Danny smiled coyly, as he lay back to relish the feel of his stud-lover's lips on his dick for the first time. Per scrunched down and initially just marveled at the sheer sensuous perfection of Danny's cock -- thick, plump, smooth; it just seemed to throb with a pulse-pounding attraction for Per, tempting him irresistibly with its pure, delicious beauty. That gorgeous piece of boy-meat stretched full and seductive against Danny's shaved pubes and lower abs: the cockhead poked out about a half-inch from the sleeve of foreskin; and the smooth sac, holding balls ripe and full, like a big pair of bird's eggs, sprawled like an overturned nest between the boy's leanly muscled thighs. Per took the shaft in one hand and let his fingers play up and down softly, in breathless awe, on the threshold of his first suck. Then he bent down and shyly, reverently, began to lick Danny's beautiful prick. The feel and taste, given all Per's nervous anticipation, was almost explosive. He let his tongue first dance lightly around the tip; then, boldly, he let it trail slickly up and down the shaft. Danny immediately moaned in low, guttural pleasure. That pleasure-groan was all it took for Per, who immediately let loose the full force of his raging, pent-up desire for cock. He grasped the boy's thick, fleshy, slightly stiffening shaft in his right hand; and, as the fingers of his left hand played with Danny's smooth, jostling ballsac, he let his hungry lips swallow his first length of dick. It was incredible -- finally having a cock, his major lust-fetish, there in his mouth, where he could unleash his most elemental, deeply masculine passion on it. He tongue-swirled as he sucked, letting his head play up and down on the boy's impressive length, trying to take in as much as he could on each downward motion. At first he loved the spongy feel of the boy's half-hard cock; then he loved the power he felt -- almost as some sort of mystic mage of male sexual magic -- when the boy hardened so wonderfully. Danny sighed in bliss, letting his hands rest on Per's sexy buzz-cut, urging his uncle on. "Oh hell yeah, Per! MMmmmmm, FUCK yeah! Take that fuckin' cock, dawg!" Per bobbed and grunted in almost piggish delight, thrilling to his first taste of oral sex with another man. He would suck for a while, then go back to letting his tongue paint all over Danny's shaft and cock-head. At times he would fist the hardened shaft while, with his tongue, he concentrated on the tip -- both the slit, which was now oozing out a slow, sweet flow of boy-nectar, as well as all around under Danny's smooth, meaty sheath of foreskin. Then it was back to bobbing up and down, all the while with fingers teasing balls, taint, and pucker. Per licked and sucked Danny ravenously -- the heady mix of tangy precum and raw boy-flesh proved instantly addictive. He took a breathless, panting break from his ecstasy for a second, to voice a throaty song in praise of gay lust. "Fuck, I fucking LOVE this sweet boy cock! So fuckin' thick and firm and juicy! Fucking intoxicating as fuck!" Then back to ecstasy. Per used his tongue to teasingly, succulently, paint the hard, jutting, lusty young shaft of his teen-jock lover. Danny was crying out in utter pleasure. But as much as Danny was enjoying it, Per thought to himself, no way could the boy be as turned on as he himself was -- new passions were erupting in him every second, in every cell of his masculinity. The older lover, as he returned to cock-sucking, savored a huge gob of saliva mixed with precum which had drooled up in his mouth. He pulled back off Danny's ragingly stiff prick and spit that huge gob on the boy's cut, tanned lower abs, then rubbed the boy's hard meat in it, sliming the head back and forth sensually, wantonly, trying to impress on the boy the depths of his unchained desire. Then he took the slick, gleaming shaft back into his hungry mouth. "Fuck, Per! You're incredible! Can't fucking believe this is your first time! Aw FUCK is this hot!" As he sucked, Per pushed against Danny's firm, muscular young ass, to encourage the boy to face-fuck him harder. Per just couldn't get enough dick. The revelation of pure male sexual pleasure which Per found himself in the midst of was absolutely staggering. Then, because he knew, as a man, how much it would add to Danny's sensual bliss, he began to poke and prod teasingly in the boy's hole, first letting his fingers rest alongside Danny's cock as he sucked for a while, so he could coat them with the thick, natural lube produced by their pleasure. Danny, amazed and delighted at what a wonderfully skilled gay lover his uncle was turning out to be, wriggled his hips and ass insistently -- pushing his steel-hard cock into Per's mouth, forcibly face-fucking his cock-drunk stud-uncle, then pushing back against the mind-blowing finger-fucking he Per was giving him. The older man realized he could happily suck this boy's dick all day. It was as if the boy's lusty young prick was some sleek, powerful appliance, which had been plugged into Per for the first time ever, resulting in an immediate and amazing current of pleasure surging through his body. Per had never allowed that connection before, never let his mouth serve as an outlet for another dude's sex, so he had never been aware of the intense rush of sexual thrill possible from cock-sucking. This first taste had him instantly addicted. There was now this new great part to sex for him from now on. As he lavished worship and desire on the boy's hard, glistening length, he suddenly realized there was another outlet he had which could take the boy's cock, one that might very likely result in an even greater electric surge of pleasure. He had to feel that connection, he knew, and he had to feel it soon. No doubt there would be another great new part of sex he'd discover soon. His hole tingled at the thought. After a few more minutes of mind-blowing fellatio, Danny pulled back. "Here, scoot up around so I can suck you, too." And with that, Per was suddenly, gloriously, in his first same-sex 69. The thrill was indescribable -- to have that luscious, precum-slick prick in his mouth, to be able to pleasure as he pleased, was turn-on enough for him; add to it having his own hard, leaky cock so expertly ministered to by the boy at the same time, and it was absolutely transporting, on a different plane of sex than any Per had previously known (including, even -- though it ran a ridiculously close second -- everything he's already experienced on the amazing journey of sexual rebirth that has been this life-altering day with Danny). Fuck, Per thought in delirious abandon, no wonder 69ing with another dude looks so fucking hot in porn! It's one of the singularly most pleasurable things possible for a man to experience; and when dudes added in ass-play while they sucked each other off, like Danny and he almost immediately had, it became the most fully immersive sexual pleasure Per could imagine. As Danny continued to pump his young hips in and out of Per?s moaning, drooling mouth, he really began to work his uncle?s hole, using the fingers of both hands with the skill and mastery and knowledge of a man?s deepest desires, smiling with the confidence of a young satyr at the way his stud partner writhed and moaned beneath him, his still-virgin ass desperately loving the finger-play, pleading for more. The two muscular lovers became a perfectly synced sex machine there on the rocks, one finely tuned for maximum efficienc: sucking and licking each other's cocks with voracious abandon while fingering each other's hungry holes with thrusting insistence. How could sex get any better, Per wondered deliriously -- cupping Danny's smooth ass, fingering his tight little hole, gobbling up that hard, thick young cock, breathing in the heady scent of boy, thrusting his own straining cock in and out of Danny's skillful mouth, and fucking his ass on Danny's teasing fingers and thumbs. Then Per felt Danny pull off his cock, sending a jolt of pleasure-stoppage through the older stud; but that alarm quickly quieted as he felt Danny's tongue lave his balls with sloppy relish. A minute or so later, another charge of bliss shot off in Per as he felt Danny's tongue proceed lower, toward his highly aroused hole. He discovered what Danny?s chinstache was really for (besides making the boy look sexy as hell) when he felt the wonderful way it tickled his taint as the boy began to work his tongue into his tight, hot hole. That raspy brushing added a frisson of almost unbearable ecstasy to what was already paradise. Per picked up Danny's hint and snaked his own tongue up the boy's smooth, slick crack and into that beautiful, now slightly opened rosebud. The sensation was delicious; Per used his tongue to lavish sheer love on Danny's hole, that hole that would be providing him such rare and constant pleasure this summer. They ass-69'ed each other with an almost renewed vigor, fisting each other's hard, throbbing dicks as they tongue-fucked hot, excited man-holes. It was yet another new evolution in their wondrously evolving intimacy. Per's crack was achingly gorgeous to Danny: that golden fur dusting his alabaster cheeks; and all around his hole, bejeweling it, was a rim of darker flesh -- Danny marveled at the picture: that plum ring surrounding Per's tight little pucker was like the perfect setting for the virgin gem. He swooned with desire for it. And right under his tight hole was a sweet little tuft of blonde fur, like a flute-cushion for his rosebud. After about two or three more minutes of sheer, glorious thrashing there on the rocks, feeling his sexuality bloom and flower with lusty magnificence, Per lifted his mouth away from the boy's saliva-thick hole and cried out in a low, fevered groan that he was cumming. Danny's mouth flew back to Per's pulsating cock in time to take all the stud's hot, thick, creamy load, loving the huge quantity of seed a virile stud like Per spilled. In seconds, Danny could feel his own load build, and he yelled out the same warning to Per, who was equally quick at taking every drop of sweet, tangy boy-cream. They both lay back on the rocks, spent and awed, letting each other's thick, heady cum-loads dissolve in their mouths. Per savored, too, what had just transpired, yet another amazing revelation of the radiant ecstasy heretofore unknown to him. But here, thanks the gods, at last. The sex of his deepest dreams; finally, to feel his passion, always so strong and hard and deep, truly and fully satisfied. This boy, he marveled, knew exactly how to love him, knew every single on of his most basic needs, knew just how to appreciate his muscles and cock and ass, how to minister to his sex. The certainty that he and Danny, after a little more time with the women on the dock, would be back in Danny's room, sucking and fucking with athletic abandon, filled Jack with a glorious, robust energy. He realized, too, how his deep physical need and desire for the boy was becoming such a major part of him, this awesome young man-child who had so seductively, so charmingly, so boyishly led him to this wonderful world. Perhaps they had just only that morning renewed their acquaintance after years apart, but it was now officially impossible for Per to conceive of being away from this boy. Before they swam back, Per enjoyed the feel, in the strong afternoon sun, of his hard, toned bulk on the warm, flat rocks. This was a spot Irene showed him his first time up here with her. They'd often pack a basket of food and drink and canoe over for a picnic; then Per would sun (wearing as little as Irene allowed him to) while his wife sketched. As Per lazed in the sun of post-sex bliss, idly stroking Danny's gorgeous cock, he wondered why he and Irene ever stopped coming over here; then he remembered: it was that summer when he tried to get frisky with her over here, wanting to use the sunny, secluded spot for some sexy fun. That soured Irene on the gorgeous spot. But Danny knows, Per smiled to himself as he worked the boy to yet another steel-hard stiffness. He knows a man's most luxuriant, elemental pleasures, as well as the perfect settings for those pleasures. As he fisted the boy to another climax, smiling at the quick, easy hardness of youth, Per thrummed with pleasure at how perfectly the two of them meshed sexually. When Danny finished pumping out his thick, creamy boy-load, Per delighted in tonguing the boy's dick and abs clean. Before they got up, to swim back and re-join the ladies, Per kissed Danny sensually and nuzzled his cum-glazed lips close to his ear. "I never knew sex could be so fucking satisfying, boy. Every cell in my body throbs when I'm around you. My cock, especially, has felt -- how can I put this? -- so gloriously full all day, so pricked up and always ready for more with you." Danny stroked Per's hardness while kissing the older stud sensually. "Come on, dawg. We better get back. Let's have a drink with Mom and Aunt Irene and then head back upstairs, 'k? Cause I just do not wanna not have sex with you! I never realized what horny meant till today with you, dawg!" "Fuck yeah, stud. Fuck yeah!" Copyright 2012 Rio Mack