Date: Sat, 27 Jan 2007 20:50:10 -0800 (PST) From: Phil Good Subject: Summer Wind Well guys it is cold here in central Iowa but I saw a pic today that made me think. If you are not old enough to read male/male sexual activity or it is illegal where you live there is the door. Otherwise let me know what you think. Jack looked in the full-length mirror and what he saw wasn't half bad for a guy whose sixtieth birthday was coming up in June. He had taken care of himself by exercising and watching what he ate and drank and he was proud of the results. His right hand drifted down to his thick, uncut cock. He began to stroke it and get it hard. In the meantime his left hand was all over his own chest, pinching the nips, feeling the furry chest hair, remembering. Zack and Brian were buddies since kindergarten. Each year they would go with the other's family on vacation. Zack's family, his mom and dad, older sister, and little brother, liked to vacation at least one week at Topsail, North Carolina. There wasn't much to do there but lie on the beach or hang in the house watching TV or reading. Brian and Zack looked forward to their week at the beach. They shared a room. They could close the door and no one would disturb them. That was one of the rules of the house. If someone is in a room with the door closed they were to be left alone. Both boys had started puberty at the same time. They spent so much time together that they took notice of the new hairs around their cocks and on their balls and how their dicks were getting thicker and longer. It was as natural as breathing for them to be naked around each other. The boys loved sex ed class. They were learning a lot about what was happening to them. They would listen to the teacher explain something and then that afternoon before Brian's parents got home from work the boys would explore their bodies to prove him right or wrong. It was like breathing when they would lie naked beside each other and jack off. As twelve year olds do they would giggle and jack, giggle and jack, and then the dry climax would come and they were done for the day. Being thirteen changes some things. At least it did for Zack and Brian. They experienced their first climax that found them shooting spooge on to their chests, their faces, and even once, Brian's cum hit the headboard of the bed. The boys laughed like crazy while they were cleaning up. It was the middle of July in their thirteenth year when Zack and Brian met Jack. The boys were stretched out on the beach. They had gotten permission to sunbathe away from Zack's annoying little brother. They each had their beach towel. They were both in boarder shorts. And Brian was lying there and his dick was tenting his shorts. "Jesus, man." Zack said. "Someone is gonna see that thing." "Don't care if they do, dude. I am proud of little Brian." "LITTLE?" Zack yelled. "It ain't never been little, bro." The boys laughed. Jack was sitting in his chair underneath his beach umbrella reading a book. He was enjoying the sound of the surf and the latest volume of Stephen King's Dark Tower series. He was also enjoying listening to the boys lying just down the beach from him. They were uninhibited to say the least. You don't find boys so comfortable with their bodies as these two are, he thought. Brian noticed Jack. He noticed him watching them and smiling. He wondered if Jack was staying alone. Brian never told Zack but his fantasy was to have sex with an older man. He really wanted to lie down with an older man and let the man make sweet love to his body. He wanted to feel the man's mouth on his cock and his tongue in his ass. He wanted him to blow him and have him swallow his sweet teenage cum. And he wanted to get a man off. Brian looked at Jack, smiled, and thought blow summer wind, blow. The boys had frolicked in the surf awhile and now they were back lying beside each other. Brian's cock was tenting his boarder shorts. "Zack, you ever thought about having sex with someone older?" "Older," Zack asked. "How much older?" "You know, older. Don't be obvious about it but look at that guy under the umbrella over there. You think he might like to suck our cocks?" Zack laughed. "Man, the heat is getting to you. Whoever heard of such a thing?" Zack glanced Jack's way and took a good look. "Damn, bro. You are something else. You think he would get it on with us?" "Yeah, I do. Let's make it happen. Okay?" Zack was blown away. Sex with Brian was great but, he too, was looking for some adventure. "So how do you think we can get what we want?" "By getting naked and dancing around him like they did in "Lord of the Flies". "You are crazier than shit!" The boys talked and hatched a plan. Jack was watching the boys and his cock was as hard as it had ever been. He could imagine them sharing a bed in their rented house and late at night when everyone else was asleep sucking each other off. He just could tell that one of the boys wasn't more dominant than the other. Jack rubbed his cock through his shorts and wondered. Usually Jack had to make two trips to the house and that was a real bitch because he didn't have a house on the beach. He was back three lines. But feasting each day on the young male form playing around him made it worth-while. He decided to call it a day. It was around one and it was getting too hot to be comfortable. He stood up and began gathering up his first load. Before he knew it the boys he had been watching and dreaming about were by his side. "Sir, may we help?" Jack looked into Brian's playful green eyes. Brian was almost his height. He had a slender tanned body. Jack noticed that his nips were about the size of quarters and the nipples were pushing out like pencil erasers. The dirty blond hair on his head was long enough to be blown by the wind. "Yessir, here let me take that." Jack was distracted and was looking at Zack. Zack seemed more serious but that only increased Jack's interest in him. He was the same height as his friend but his eyes were light blue and his hair was blond. Neither boy had any hair on their chests. If it hadn't been obvious Jack would have pinched himself to see if he was dreaming. "Well, my young friends of course you may help. And when we get to my house there is at least a cold drink in it for you. Is that fair?" Zack and Brian looked at each other. At least? Oh, yeah. The motley crew made their way over the dune and to Jack's house. Jack led the way carrying his cooler. Brian was next with the umbrella over his shoulder. Zack brought up the rear carrying Jack's beach chair and everyone's towels. Brian looked back and winked at Zack. Zack stuck his tongue out at Brian. If he hadn't had his hands full he would have grabbed his crotch. Instead he mouthed to his friend, "Fuck you, you horny bastard." Brian smiled and turned back looking at the man's slender ass.