Date: Wed, 25 May 2005 14:03:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Swim Float (Part 2)

Back at my own beach, I moved my towel into the shade, and settled back, to
contemplate what had just occurred. Had I actually just seriously cruised a
walking fantasy of a young teen boy? Seems so. Moreover, I had not only
cruised him, but had, apparently been highly successful in the effort! Wow!
A black desire that I had harbored, and contained, for more years than I
cared to remember, was, quiet possibly, going to become a full on reality
later, this very night! As if reading my lecherous thoughts, my cock
responded, thickening fully in the cramped confines of my still wet swim
trunks. Well, I thought, it's certainly worth the swim to the float at
11:00, just to see if he, in fact, shows up.

I walked back to the camper, and fixed myself a light dinner, then took a
short nap. Waking around 10:00, I walked over to the Parks men's room,
shaved, and showered, then pulled on a pair of cargo shorts, and some
sandals. If skinny-dipping with the delectable young Chris was, in fact,
the order of the evening, there was obviously no point in over
dressing. Back at the camper, I iced down 4 beers in the tote bag, grabbed
a fresh towel, and headed for the beach.

Near the waters edge, I located an area of trees, and fairly thick brush,
stripped off my shorts, and stashed them, and my sandals in the towel, then
under a bush. Naked, I waded out into the cool lake, and began my swim to
the float. I stopped a few yards short of the float, and treaded water,
while I surveyed the float, and the boy's camp beyond. The float was
vacant, and most of the lights around the camp were dark, save for the
outdoor lighting, and relatively few window lights. All appeared quiet, and
settled, for the night. I searched the water between the float and the
boy's camp, and felt my heart sink a bit, when I saw no motion that would
indicate the approach of my young, naked, Chris.

I quietly breast stroked the remaining distance to the float, and seized
the ladder. I surveyed the water surface again, and still detected no
motion, or disturbance, and with a sigh, I climbed the short ladder, and
stretched out on the deck of the float. The evening was still very warm,
and the swim, at least, had felt good, so I relaxed, and enjoyed the
moonlight path that reflected across the shimmering lake. I waited a few
minutes in silence, the, decided, what the hell, I'll drink a cold beer,
then head back. The whole idea had been too good to be true, from the
get-go. I popped a beer, and gulped down a few good swallows, paused, then
raised it again, savoring the cold liquid as it slid down my throat.

"Hey...save me some of that, Dude!" I heard from behind me, and damn near
choked on the stuff, in starting from the sudden sound! I brought the beer
down, and turned toward the voice, and almost choked, again, as my eyes
drank in the incredible site before me! Chris, in ALL his naked glory,
rested on his knees, his lean, smooth torso gleaming wetly in the
moonlight, and his beautiful boyhood resting against his closed thighs. My
breath caught in my throat as I looked, well, stared, actually, at his
naked beauty! The cock was purely the stuff of my boldest dreams, in
repose, at the moment, and seemingly perfect! Exactly the right size, and
thickness, for a boy of barely 14, it was fairly thick, and I guessed,
about 3 to 31/2 inches in length. He was circumcised, and the bulb-like
head was slightly larger than the shaft, mushroom shaped, and I could just
make out the small slit that crossed its center. The package was topped
with a small tuft of dark pubic hair, and the grape-sized balls were tucked
snugly below, held tightly in their slightly wrinkled, and hairless,
bag. His whole body shimmered wetly in the moonlight, and was further
enhanced by the bright whiteness of his perfect, orthodontic, smile!

I forcibly tore my gaze from the mouth watering package, and moved my eyes
up to meet his, and grinned, saying simply, "Hey!" He chuckled, and
replied, "Hey, yourself!" And he rose slightly, moving across the float, to
settle in beside me, deftly snagging the open beer, and draining it in one
go. Unable to help myself, I again focused my attention on that incredible
looking cock, and he watched me watch him, a slightly shy smile on his cute
face. "God, Chris!" I uttered, "You are flipping perfect....really!" He
giggled quietly, and his eyes drifted to my own center, and I felt my cock
stir, and thicken, from the sheer power of his gaze. "Not too bad yourself,
Dude!" He said, and giggled again, as my cock unfurled, totally of its own
accord, and rose stiffly, throbbing in the cool night air. "Wow...all
loaded, and primed, too...cool!" He chuckled, and I actually blushed. "Must
be the company....definitely...it's not usually so forward!" I replied, and
he grinned, saying softly, "Hope so...!"

We sat a while, close, our bare legs making contact, and our eyes roaming
each others naked body, and I slowly reached out my hand, and placed it on
his smooth chest. He sighed, and I began rubbing the satin skin, my fingers
lightly teasing at his small nipples, causing them to stiffen. Moving down
his torso, I stroked the softer skin of his tummy, and dipped lower, to let
my fingertips trail through his wiry, thin, pubes, tugging at the coarse
hairs lightly. I grinned, as his cock quickly swelled, and grew to full
hardness, as I lightly stroked his upper thigh, watching fascinated, as the
delicious tool grew to a solid 5+ inches of perfect boy meat! I felt my
mouth fill with saliva, and I licked my lips, saying,
"Perfect...totally...perfect!" He grinned widely, and leaned back onto his
palms behind his back, fully opening access to that perfect meat, and I
seized the moment, wrapping my fist around his pulsing shaft, and squeezing
it gently, as I stroked its silky length up and down. Chris rolled his head
back and exhaled a deep groan, saying, "OHhhh Man....shit...yesss...!"
Encouraged, I kept stroking his cock, and dug my other hand in between his
thighs, pushing them more open, and cupping his taut ball sack. He groaned
again, and spread his well toned thighs, giving me full access to his sperm
makers, and I tugged lightly on his bag, my fingers probing the firm orbs
within.

My heart was literally hammering in my chest, and I could hear it in my
ears, like the oceans roar. Holy shit, I thought, I am actually playing
with a 14 year old cock, and the perfect balls that go with it! All those
years of dreaming, and fantasy, coming to life on one summers eve, on a
swim float, in the middle of a lake! Unbelievable! I stroked upward, and
watched in awe, as a small pearl of his precum oozed from the small slit,
and gleamed in the moonlight! Completely lost to my powerful lust now, I
just leaned into him, and lapped my tongue across that spongy smooth head,
capturing the prize of his juices on my tongue, and savoring its acrid
taste! Chris groaned deeply, and thrust his cock upward, and I opened my
mouth, and slid that shiny head between my lips, slowly sliding down its
length, until his pubes surrounded my nose! "AGgggg.....OHhhhh....man....!" He
croaked, and I slid back up, holding just the swollen head in my lips, and
danced my tongue around the firm ridge there, and stabbing at the slit. His
slim hips were humping at me, and I again swallowed his thick cock, my hand
still fondling his snug ball bag. "UMmm...God, Rick...!" He grunted, and I
got a sucking rhythm going, my head swimming with multiple sensations, as I
sucked this boy, this incredible, perfect, 14 year old boy!

Chris was emitting a steady cadence of moans now, and his hip thrusts
increased. I kept my head moving up and down his glistening boy meat,
making obscene slurping sounds in the process. His acrid/sweet precumm was
in steady flow now, and I increased my pressure, feeling his balls move in
the taut bag, working closer to his body. God, how I wanted his cumm, to
feel his force, and power, erupt into my sucking mouth! He was close, I
just knew it, and I urged him closer still, sucking his granite hard shaft
with all that I had, my drooling saliva coating the turgid meat
wetly. Suddenly he went board stiff, his firm legs bolting straight out
from his body, and he groaned deeply. I felt his balls pull away from my
hand, and jerk upward into his groin, and his thick, slippery, shaft
swelled in my mouth, then, exploded, spewing thick, strong, strings of his
warm and slippery juice into my sucking mouth. He jetted a good 4, or 5,
forceful emissions, each blast coating my tongue with his creamy essence,
which I savored fully, before relishing its warmth gliding down my gulping
throat.

Finally, he was finished. His shrinking cock felt small now, and tender,
inside my mouth, and I suckled at it gently, milking the final dribbles of
his sweet cumm from the spent tool. Reluctantly, I released his cock from
my puffy lips, and moved up to stretch out beside him, where he lay, chest
heaving, flat on his back on the rocking float. I grinned at him, and he
shook his head slowly, saying, "Wow...awesome...totally...awesome...!" I nodded
in total agreement, and lay my head onto his heaving chest, lightly
wrapping my hand around his now small package, and gently caressing both
cock and balls. "Awesome, for sure, Chris....and....the night is young,
still!" I said softly, and felt him inhale a deep breath, and release it,
saying, "Ohhhh, YEA!"

(To Be Continued)
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