SUMMER VACATION by Tickie copyrighted by the author .
Edited by Radio Rancher
. Edited by Radio Rancher
Author's Notes: This story is a complete re-write of my original story "Book Summer Vacation" that was posted here on Nifty in 1993. I have gone over the entire story and have made important changes to bring it up to my current level of thinking. I hope you enjoy this newer version. For those of you that have read my other story here on Nifty "A Second Chance" which is a romantic story. This story is more of a sexual romp with some romance among younger males.
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be a fantasy. The names are fictitious as well. Any similarities to actual
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1 The Meeting
It was late in the summer, on one of those gorgeous days that we all enjoy so much. The sun was so very hot, with not a breath of wind. The lake was as smooth as glass, and the pine trees stood at attention, looking like soldiers. This was my first vacation since graduation from High School, two years ago. It brought back many happy memories of the trips we took while I played football.
I drove up to the office of the resort, parking my pickup, getting out and looking around. The sun was just about to set behind the mountains. Little log cabins scattered throughout the timber, I wondered if they owned the whole lake. I later found out they did. I looked around and noticed the boat docks were empty, there seemed to be no one on the lake. I decided to go into the office.
As I entered the office, a young man in his early twenties spoke. he said, "Can I help you sir?"
"I have a reservation." I said.
He came over to the counter; picking up a clipboard, he looked at what might be a list, "Your name sir?" he spoke.
"Yes here it is, we have tentatively assigned you to cabin 60. It is right on the shore of the lake. Would you like that, or one not so close to the water?"
"May I see the cabin first?"
We left the office and headed for the cabin. While walking, the young man asked. "Why did you choose this spot for your vacation?"
"I very much enjoyed being in the mountains and close to water. I liked privacy."
"I feel the same way, by the way my name is Chris, if you need anything, anything at all, just let me know?"
Arriving at the cabin, entering, I looked around and went over and sat on the double bed, checked the bathroom. It looked very good. There was even a little stove in one corner, and a sink just outside the bathroom. I noticed the wonderful view of the lake, which was only ten-foot or less, away. A very large rock was on one side, and on the other side was a thicket of trees, this cabin was secluded.
Chris asked, "Is everything satisfactory."
"Sure, just fine."
"You look uncomfortable in those sweaty clothes."
"Yes I am, As soon as I get my things, I am going to change into something more in tune with your style." He was wearing only a blue swimsuit and a mesh T-shirt.
I thought for a minute, then said, "I'll take the cabin,"
He asked, "Do you need any help with your luggage?" smiling at me.
"Sure if you don't mind."
"You just wait here, and I will bring your luggage and the room registration card back."
Chris had left before I had a chance to say anything more. I waited almost 30 minutes and Chris had not yet returned. Finally I got impatient and, I started for the office, and met Chris on the trail, coming toward me.
Chris said, "Sorry for the delay, but the phone... You know how that is, don't you?"
"Yes, and I can take it from here."
"No, a promise is a promise." Then we both headed for my cabin.
Chris entered the cabin first and put my luggage in the corner. Then handed me the registration card, saying, "Could you please fill this out for me?"
I filled out the card and asked him, "Are you always this accommodating to all your guests?"
"Sure, I always try to be helpful."
"How long have you worked here?"
"What do you do for excitement around here?"
"On my days off I do some fishing, swimming, and just goofing around."
"How many others work here?" I asked
"There are seven of us."
Chris then started telling me everyone's job. Why I do not know, other than, I was being inquisitive and he suspected I would ask anyway. "Jerry operates the boat docks, Tom takes care of the maintenance, Rich is the lifeguard, Susan is the night clerk, Chad is the fishing guide, Bill is fill in for the others on there days off, and there is me, I am the manager, and whatever." Then he winked at me.
I knew I had made the right choice in coming here for my vacation.
I asked, "Do all of you do the same things around here for fun?"
"Sure, Jerry is only 17, and quite shy, he will come around one day." He was looking at me hoping I wanted to take a quick dip in the lake. Then he spoke again, "Why don't you get into your trunks then we can take a quick dip?"
"That's a great idea! Let's do it."
"I will go back and tell Bill to fill in for a while."
"Sure, why not?"
Chris left the cabin and started up the trail to the office. I just wondered what was on his mind. Who knows, maybe I will find out later. I was about ready to change into something more comfortable, anyway. I was hot and sticky from the heat and I really wanted to go for a swim anyway. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
It was Chris. He said, "Are you ready Kevin?"
"Not yet come on in while I change."
Chris entered the cabin and sat in a chair facing the bathroom. I began removing my shirt, letting Chris see my bare, but tanned chest. I then glanced at Chris; he was staring at me. I kicked my shoes into the corner. I started unbuckling my pants, removing them, and standing in front of Chris in my underwear. I noticed Chris was becoming aroused, by the way he kept glancing at my crotch, and by the bulge in is trunks. I then pulled my shorts off and stood in front of Chris completely naked. I walked to my bag, opened it, and started rummaging around, looking for my trunks. I thought, this person might be a lot of fun. I was thinking he might want to play around a bit as well, so I just let him watch me. I figured the more he saw the more he might like. I started to put on my trunks. Then Chris spoke.
"Too bad it's still a little too early or we could go skinny dipping."
I went ahead and got into my trunks, saying, "Let's get wet!"
I was the first one in, and then Chris jumped in. Chris and I swam and goofed around in the lake until dark. Then Chris started acting silly and playful. Chris came toward me, grabbing me around the waist, threw me on my back and we both started horsing around. He reached out and brushed my crotch with his hand.
Chris said, "Oh I am sorry!"
"That's OK. It felt good."
"Are you kidding? You like that sort of thing?"
"Sure it just didn't last long enough?"
He then reached out and traced my manhood with his fingers, then slipped his hand up the leg hole of my shorts, rubbing my manhood, and giving it a pat or two.
I said, "So this is what you meant by goofing around,"
I then reached out and slipped my hand under his waistband, grabbed his manhood, and squeezed it hard. He was as hard as a rock, and boy, so was I.
Then Chris stepped away, and started pulling down his trunks very slowly. Exposing his equipment an inch at a time, until the tip sprang into view, as his trunks released it. That thing was as hard as a rock, and pointed straight up, an easy 7 inches, then he tossed his trunks on the beach, he grabbed his manhood and started stroking it.
I said. "Aren't you afraid that someone will see you?"
"No if anyone sees us, they will probably join us!"
"Are you saying that you all do this sort of thing?"
"Well, no not everyone."
I began to pull my trunks down, slowly.
Chris stopped me and said, "Here, let me do that?"
Chris began playing around with my ass and grabbing my member, right through my trunks, rubbing it softly. I returned the favour by grabbing his, and stroking it. It was so, hot, and rock hard. I was going wild! Chris grabbed my trunks by the waistband and started to remove them slowly, until my erection popped straight up, we almost looked like twins. He then tossed my trunks on the beach. We were naked, standing in knee-deep water, and our tools were both pointed at the sky!
My knees buckled with pleasure, when Chris grabbed my manhood, and started stroking it up and down, faster and faster. All this time I had been stroking his manhood just as fast. Then Chris's hairless chest began to show signs of heavy breathing, about this time I was ready to shoot my load, "Chris' I am ready to cum."
Chris started pumping me faster, and faster then I said, "Chris' I am cumming, shit! I am cumming!" I shot my load all over his chest.
Chris said, "I am ready too." He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "this is surely going to be a great two weeks." He shot his load all over my chest, then slowly licked me clean.
I told Chris, "that was a lot of fun, and maybe we could do it again soon."
"Sure Kevin, maybe we can have a party one night."
Then Chris walked up, picked up his swimsuit, put it on, and headed back to the office. I thought what a meeting!
To be continued...