Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2006 00:36:54 -0400 From: Benjamin More Subject: A Swim at the Junction DISCLAIMER: The subject matter covered within involves sex between an underage male and adult males. If this type of story line offends you or you are under the age of consent, please do not read it - kindly move on to another story. Additionally, if it is illegal to read this type of material where you reside, please select another story to read. I'd also be remiss not to mention the subject of safe sex. My stories, seeing as they are based to some extent on fact and that they took place from the fifties through to the seventies, don't include the use of condoms - they were not widely popular or used at that time. However, today is another story and another time; be smart and do the right thing, use a condom. If you wish to share your own personal experiences, by all means, please contact me. Benjamin Benjamin102010@gmail.com A swim at the junction My thirteenth summer and another Saturday; I awoke and saw that it was a sunny morning. No time to spare, got to clean up, eat some cereal and head out to the lake for the day. After cleaning up, I put on my briefs, dungarees, and a T- shirt, and also my sneakers; red ball jets. When going to the lake I liked wearing my sneakers because I'd often wear them into the water - the rocks sometimes could be slippery and hard to walk around on. After breakfast, I made a sandwich and filled my canteen with water and left at about 8:00. It normally takes about an hour to walk; though if I stop to explore along the way, then maybe longer. And of course it could be shorter if someone came along and gave me a ride. I hadn't thought too much about what I'd do, just play around, swim, nap, eat and swim some more. The part of the lake I enjoy has a few really big rocks, which are totally smooth and are great to sit and lay on. It wasn't but fifteen minutes or so after walking along the dirt road when I heard a truck coming, I looked back and could tell that it was Wendell - great, he'll give me a ride, getting me there quicker. Hey Michael, where you going - to the junction and hang out for the day. Hop in Michael and I'll give you a ride; I've got time before getting to the logging camp. As we drove along, we talked, he told me how nice I looked and asked about my parents, Uncle, and when I last heard from Mark. I filled him in on Uncle and Gary and then told him I hadn't seen Mark in several weeks, though I thought he was up in British Columbia; and as for the folks, they were great, both working real hard. Throughout the ride Wendell kept his hand on either my left leg or on my crotch - that's normally his routine now when we ride together. Well Michael, we're here at the path - now you be careful today and don't bother anyone who might be around. Oh I'll be good Wendell and I'm going to go up near the rocks to swim, is never anyone around that part of the lake. Wendell got to thinking that once he got to the logging camp, he'd tell a few of his friends that he just gave a sweet 13 year old boy a lift to the lake, and that the kid was going to spend the day playing and swimming. No one knew anything about Michael and they didn't know that he knew him - this past year he'd kept Michael as his own personal secret and boy toy. I headed up the path and within several minutes I was at the lake; another hidden path circled up and around to the head of the lake. Aah there's the rocks I like, just before the head of the lake; they're actually large smooth boulders which jut out into the lake, creating somewhat of a private area on one side and a shallow pool of water. I put down my knapsack, took off my T-shirt, and then my dungarees; thought I might as well leave on my underwear and walk around the lake a bit and look for arrowheads and quartz rocks. I continued on with my walk, my eyes looking all around the ground for anything I could find. Around the cove I noticed some paper bags, an empty cigarette pack, and some bottles - appeared to be whiskey bottles, I picked them all up and put them in a pile by some rocks so that they wouldn't blow around. I saw a nice worn path and figured that it must at some point lead to the road or maybe the logging camp. I looked up and could see across the lake to the rocks where my stuff was and decided to walk back, take off my underwear and swim for awhile - and then relax on the rocks. As I got back to my spot, I looked over and thought I saw movement around the trees; sure enough, some men walked from the trees down to the shore, felt the water and then went back, but not totally out of sight. I wondered for a few minutes, well I thought, they're men, nothing to worry about. I stood up to take my underwear off, hoping that there would be some type of positive sign from across the lake. Sure enough, the men were looking; looked like three of them. I raised my arms and gave a big stretch, showing my full front for all to see. It looked as though they may have caught wind as to what was going on - here was a game to be played. I jumped off the rock and into the water, splashed around a bit and began to float on my back. After awhile I swam over to the rock and came up out of the water, showing off my butt. I stretched and then rubbed my crotch - still don't think anyone knew I had seen them. About that time, I started to spring a boner just thinking of them - I let it go. Believe that did it, two of the men stripped down to their boxers. I got back in the water and floated on my back so that my boner was above the water line; then I swam around a bit; under water and above and floating again to show my cock. I came back around the rocks and glanced over and saw that the other man was now down to his boxers and all three were sitting on the shore smoking and sharing drinks out of a bottle - probably whiskey. This time in getting out of the water, I rubbed my hand over my butt and rubbed my fingers along my butt crack - up on the rocks, I stretched and rubbed my hard cock several times and pinched my nipples. Now was the time to lie down and just let nature take its course. One man started to walk along the shore to the narrowest point and then got in the water; I could tell he was going to come over. I didn't say anything or make it known that I knew he was around. I somewhat closed my eyes, peeping out a bit, and saw that he was just about at the rocks. Hey kid what are you doing - Oh Hi Mister, just laying here; I've been swimming and now resting. Great day for swimming he said; why don't you come in and swim with me for a few minutes; you can tell me where the deepest parts are so that I can point them out to my friends over there - I looked up and waved at them, they waved back. I knew exactly what this could lead to so into the water I went, seeing as it was shallow I was able to swim a few strokes and then finish walking over to him. I got right up behind him and started to tell him where the deep and shallow points were, I moved closer to him so that my hard boner hit his butt, think I heard a moan - I went on to tell him where the cold spots were, pointing while talking and was at that point as close as I could get - my hard cock was right up against him. Watch the rocks I said, easy to slip, which I did, I balanced myself by grabbing his waste and letting my hands drop down his front, landing on his crotch - it was hard as a rock. I looked over to the shore and noticed that the other men were watching and not missing anything - even looked as though they were playing with their cocks. See Mister I told you the rocks were slippery and I moved around to his front. I told him other interesting things about the lake and then I turned so that my back was to him; he moved closer to me, almost to my butt. I decided to sink down and get wet and when I came back up I came up so that my butt rubbed up against his front - his cock hit up against my butt. We stood for a few seconds and then he got about as close as he could to me and I could tell that his cock was now out through his fly because I could feel it touching my butt. Touch shit, I thought, I want him in me; so I moved back more and pushed up against him - a moan came forth, I pushed back some more and he put his arms around me and raised me somewhat - great, that's what I wanted - our bodies came in contact again but this time I reached back and took hold of his cock - a loud moan, I directed his cock to my butt crack, he lowered me more, I positioned it right at my opening and moved back towards him; he pushed hard - Aah, oh - you OK kid, yes, just hurts a little Mister - please shove your cock in me - once you get in I'll be OK. The man was about to lose it, he shoved while holding me up in the water and in he went. What a feeling, immersed in water with a cock up my butt! Oh Mister, please screw me hard, please Mister - he did just that, thrusting and plowing me as if it was a normal occurrence for him. Oh yes Mister, get all the way in me, screw me hard, I want to feel your throbbing cock inside of me, all the way inside of me, as far as you can get. Oh yes, I can feel your balls against my butt, oh that feels so good. Hard and fast, please, faster Mister! Sometime during the plowing, the other two guys arrived at the shore and grassy clearing by the rocks; both were naked, totally erect and each one bigger than the other; appears that my first guy was the smallest and I was going to work up two more notches! Oh Mister, yes, harder, give me everything, don't hold back. The other two guys could hardly contain themselves. I want to feel you cum inside me, filling my hole. Before long, he was screaming out with pleasure and I was enjoying myself. Yes, release it, release it in me. Then it was over. He took a deep breath and let out a sigh and he helped me out of the water and on up to the shore. I pulled some towels out of the knapsack and placed them on the ground and sat down. I looked up at both of the guys, hoping that the smaller of the two would approach - I looked at him and smiled and he did just as I wanted. He knelt down by me; I took his cock in my hand and sat up to take it in my mouth. I leaned back, rolled over, and raised my butt - he knew that it meant he was being called. He mounted me, slowly and carefully entering me, moaning as he was going, while I encouraged him on. He became an animal of sorts, screwing me like some mad dog. It was forceful with no regard for me, but it was OK, after all I invited him and decided that I had to take what was being given out. Within seconds he let me have his cum. He pulled out of me and gave me a little slap on my butt and said thanks kid! The last guy asked if I was OK, and I said sure. He then asked if I needed anything and I told him no; though I wanted his big hard cock up my butt. He expressed his concern that he thought I already had been through far too much, and that he was too big for me. Please Mister, I want that cock of yours in my butt, I want to be one with you - please. I reached out for him and his two friends pushed him towards me. I was on my side in a heartbeat and within seconds that gloriously large and hard cock was entering my hole - Ouch, Aah! See kid I told you I was too big for you. No, no - just get it into me, push it into me, and I'll be OK. And so it was done - and with the amount of cum in my butt, he slid right in. He was thrusting and plowing with ease - the moans and whimpers from him were numerous. He whispered to me that he had never had such a tight butt; and also never one so slick and accommodating. Take me, oh yes, take me. That hard and huge cock was unbelievable, not like Wendell, but great just the same. What with all the cum in my butt and his huge cock, I felt totally filled - waiting in anticipation for him to fill me with even more cum. And while I was dreaming and enjoying the moment he let go and let go. His cum was flowing into me and all the while he kept on plowing me deeper and deeper - it was incredible; then it was over. Can we help you in any way kid? Oh no, thanks guys, I enjoyed it. I'll be OK. They hurriedly walked off around the shore. I was back in the lake and saw them wave - I waved back. Then there was a Hello Michael! I looked around and it was Wendell. Hey Wendell glad you're here - come on in the water. He undressed and pulled his briefs down - there was that huge piece of meat that I'd grown to love and appreciate over the past year. In to the water he came and right up to me. And did you enjoy yourself today young man, he asked. Oh yes Wendell, let me tell you about it. While telling him, I got hard and he began to jack me off - and off I did; it was fantastic what with the build up of sexual energy all day. After telling him about the last guy he said, Oh Michael, was he as good as me? No way Wendell! And your screwing is even better, but maybe I should compare while I still remember what he was like! And of course he obliged and while that wonderfully huge piece of meat was up my butt, he told me that he had set the whole thing up. Oh thank you Wendell - this was a great day!