Date: Sat, 9 Jun 2012 19:34:48 -0400 From: John Carter Subject: Beach Balls The following story is a work of Fiction. A wish of the authors imagination, but will probably never happen. The work is of the erotic nature and has explicit gay sex. If you are not allowed by law to view this story or are offended by such material close out now. Copyright 2012 Email me with any feedback or story ideas that you would like me to write about. Beach Balls To start off with I want to describe myself a little. I am a 21 year old college student. I have blond hair, and am about 5'11. I am no Adonis, but I am good looking, and weigh about 150lbs. I have always known I had a thing for guys but I also knew I liked girls. I have a girlfriend of three years, and we have a lot of fun, but she just can't satisfy my need and desire for thick, masculine cock. A couple of years ago I was on spring break for the first time of my life without my parents. Me and a bunch of friends, including my girlfriend had went to a little beach town to just relax for a week and leave the stress of school behind. I had no idea that this trip was going to include one of the best nights of my life! It all started on our third day at the beach. I had been drinking, as everybody was (come on it was spring break), and had to piss, so I went to the public beach restroom to relieve myself. It was pretty early in the day, around 10:30 a.m., so there hadn't been that many people in the restroom yet. I took this opportunity to use a stall instead of a urinal. I don't really like using urinals for one reason, and one reason only: I look at other guys and get hard. This wouldn't be a problem if I had a normal dick that I could hide, but, despite my average body, I had a 9.5-inch cock that was about 3 inches around. It's pretty obvious when I get hard. For this reason I tend to use stalls, it just makes my life easier. Because I use so many stalls, I have come to really enjoy the notes that people leave on the stall walls in public restrooms. This being a very public restroom, I took a seat on the toilet and started taking a piss while reading the walls. There were the usual "call xxx-xxxx for a good time" messages all over, but nothing real significant. I found out years ago that these numbers on the wall that people left were never meant to be called. I tried a couple times when I was younger, and was just told to never call again. Right as I was about to leave the stall, I noticed a small note scribed on the top corner of the stall door. Now I wouldn't normally give it another thought, but for some reason I decided to stop and read it. The note was short and descript: "Local teen needing cum, be here daily at 4:30 for fun!" The thought of a teen sucking cock here was enough to make my dick start growing. I decided I would just walk out and it would go away as long as I got my mind off of the thought of a young cock sucking teen. The extremely obese guy changing right in the middle of the restroom helped take my mind way off of my thoughts. I washed my hands and went back to my group on the beach. Now, I really don't normally let my urges dictate what I do and how I handle myself. This was a day of exceptions. All day long while I was sitting in my beach chair soaking up the sun, all I could think about was that note I had read on the stall door. I sat there on the beach all day wondering what they boy looked like. Was he blond, or maybe a red head? Is he tan or pale? Is he thin or muscular? All of these questions, and lots of others, were running though my head all day until it was 4:15: Even though I was on spring break with several friends and my girlfriend, I decided I couldn't stay away from the bathroom. I had to see what he looked like in person or I would always regret it. I would just go and see what he looked like and leave, no harm done. I had to hurry though, because by the time I had suppressed my hardon enough to get up from my chair it was already 4:27, so I walked to the restroom with a purpose. When I walked into the restroom, there was nobody there and I started wondering how long that note had been up there. It could be years and the kid all grown up and gone. I convinced myself that he wasn't going to show, so I started to walk back to the beach. As I was walking down the ramp from the restroom that leads to the beach, a young kid started walking up it. I looked at him, and he looked right back at me. He gave me a shy, nervous, smile and went right up into the bathroom. I stopped right where I was and wondered if that could possibly e the kid from the note. I couldn't resist seeing, so I headed back up the ramp and into the restroom. For a second I thought maybe I had just imagined the boy because I didn't think there was anyone in there until I heard him clear his throat. I cleared my throat in response, and that?s when he came out of the stall that had the note in it. He was so sexy. He was about 6? tall, long shaggy blond hair that has been bleached out by the sun, and skin that was dark with a natural tan that only the locals have, and his lips were full and pink and eyes were ice blue. He walked right up to me and, in a whisper, asked "are you here about my note?" I was so excited and nervous that I couldn't resist my urges anymore. "yes, how old are you?" I asked He said he was 18, but not to worry about his age, he does this all the time. He headed back to the stall so I followed him. When we were both in the stall he wasted no time. He spun me around and pushed me down sit on the toilet. "Do you like it fast or slow man?" the boy asked "Better make it fast, I have to get back to my friends before they come looking for me." He bent over, and to my surprise, started kissing me. It didn't take long at all for out tongues to start fighting for control of the others mouth. He was an amazing kisser, so fierce and passionate. I was running my hands all through his shaggy blond hair, up and down his back, and grabbing his boy ass. His ass was perfect: it was round and firm from obvious exercise. He was really getting into our passionate make out session, so much in fact that he crawled onto my lap and wrapped his legs around my waist. He had on loose gym shorts, so my hand instinctively started working up his legs. His legs were covered in thick blond boy hair, and to my surprise, and excitement, he was free balling. I got my hand wrapped around his cock and realized that I was the luckiest guys in the world at that moment; he was just as big as I was. By this time we had already been in thee for about 20 minutes, so , as much as it hurt me, I had to go. He understood, but asked if there was any chance of meeting up later that night. He game be his cell number and said that he lives just a block from there and that his parents both work factory jobs overnight, so he would be alone. He gave my mouth one last go over with his tongue and left. I had to beat off really quick to get my raging hardon to go away and then I went back to the beach with my group of friends. When they asked where I had been I said I had taken a walk around to see what all the area had to offer in terms of food. That's all it took, and we decided to go grab a late lunch since none of us had ate since we left the hotel this morning. * * * * Later that day, all I was thinking about was how I was going to be able to get away for about 2 hours tonight to meet up with the sexy blond boy. I couldn't for the life of me think of a way that I could get away by myself. I thought that I wasn't going to be able to get away when all of a sudden the girls exclaimed that they were going out tonight for girls night. This was perfect. The girls would go out for girls nigh and boys for boys night, and I would be conveniently "sick" and not able to go. Everything was going to work out so I texted the boy to let him know and to ask what time would work for him. He texted right back and told me to meet him at the seven-eleven, around the back, at 9:30 that night. * * * * That night after everyone had left for their respective nights, I started getting ready for my night out. I took a shower and headed out to the seven-eleven. When I walked around the corner to the back of the station, there he sat on the curb, smoking, looking sexier than ever. We said our hellos to each other and he lead the way to his house. He went first through the front door, so I turned to close and lock the door. When I turned back around, he forced me up against the wall and we started right where we had left off, with the fucking hot making out. My hands stared in his thick shaggy hair and quickly trailed down his back to his ass. He was pushing up under my shirt and playing with my nipples, before he took my shirt off. I quickly followed by taking his shirt off of him. This was the first time I had seen him without a shirt on and it just made him even hotter, if that was possible. His nipples were large for his body size, and they were erect and tan and perfect. His abs were so defined I could have washed clothes on them. His whole torso was covered in fine silver blond hairs that made his body smooth to the touch. Through all of this, we had made it to the bedroom, where we started rolling around on his bed. I could feel his huge cock just asking to be released from his shorts, and I guess he felt that I needed the same thing because the next thing I know he is pushing the waist of my shorts down. He started working down my body with his hot wet lips. First he started on my neck and worked down to my nipples. I have very sensitive nipples so this drove me wild. I started moaning louder from his sucking and chewing on my nipples. His tongue was teasing my nipples when all of a sudden he jumped down from my chest to my waist. By this time we were both completely naked and started to get wet with sweat. He didn't go straight for my cock though, he knew exactly how to make me squirm. He was biting my hips and then he moved to my ball sack. He was able to get his big pink lips around both of my balls and take them fully into his wet mouth. Finally, after what seemed like a lifetime, he started licking my cock from base to tip until he finally popped the head into his hot wet mouth and teased the piss hole with his tongue. He worked my cock like a professional with his boy mouth while working my tight ass with his fingers. Usually I am a tip so I am pretty tight, but I knew that I was going to get fucked by that blond twink that night! He was able to take my whole cock down his throat. He had definitely been doing that for quit a while. I loved the feeling of his throat muscles clenching my cock as he was pumping my raging hard cock down his throat. I was really getting into it when all of a sudden he just stopped. I looked up just in time to see him shoving his huge cock towards my mouth. He had swung his leg over my body and was 69ing me. He started sucking my cock again, deepthroating, while fucking my mouth with his huge cock. He had me pinned down to the bed; his knees were holding down my arms and his hips were thrusting his cock down my throat. I was chocking on his huge dick, but he didn't care, all he was worried about was getting his cock all wet and lubed up. He slid his cock out of my throat and sat up straight on my face. I had his young boy ass grinding in my face. He released my arms and I spread his cheeks so I could get to his tight pink pucker. It was amazing. He smelled so good and tasted even better. That young twink boy taste that drives me crazy. While I was fucking his ass with my tongue, and while he was grinding away on my face, I started jacking his huge cock and getting it ready to fuck me. I started smearing all of his precum over the tip. Finally he got up off my face and flipped so we would start making out again. He had my legs wrapped around his waist and I could feel his cock grinding against my tight pucker. He forced his fingers down my throat to get spit and then started lubing my ass. After working his fingers deep inside me, I felt the tip of his huge cock press against my hole. I opened wide for him and in one swift motion he was balls deep in my ass. He started off slow, pumping his hips and sucking my nipples. I was in heaven. This blond twink was fucking me bareback better than any guy I had been with. Although he started slow, he soon quickened his pace and started power fucking me! He was pounding my ass and his balls were slapping so loud, it was so hot. Our bodies were dripping with sweat and I leaned up and licked his chest to taste his young boy sweat. I got my mouth deep in his armpit and just savored the musky boy smell he was putting out. I then started sucking his nipples. This must have been all he could take because all of a sudden he slipped out of my ass and forced his cock back down my throat. It only took a few good pumps of his hips before he was shooting rope after rope of his hot, creamy boy seed down my throat. I kept as much in my mouth as possible and when he finally stopped cumming I grabbed his head and kissed him with my mouthful of cum. We laid there kissing ferociously with his cum being swapped between us. "Now it's your turn!" he said and started fucking my cock with his tight throat. I was so turned on my this point that it didn't take me long to fill his mouth with cum, which we shared to same as we had done with his. We lay there making out for about an hour before we went and took a shower to get cleaned up. He sucked me off again in the shower, and I ate his ass till he came without ever touching his cock. His ass tasted so good, it was a fucking hot boy pussy! When I got back to my hotel room my friends were all asleep (probably passed out) including my girlfriend. I went and jacked off one last time on the balcony of our room to the thought of that 16-year-old blond twink fucking my ass. I made up some story the next morning about how I had started feeling better so I had gone out to the bars by myself and just lost track of time. * * * * I go to the same little beach town in Florida every spring break. Each year I find 2 or 3 nights to slip off to my blond twinks house so he can fuck my ass and we can share in the taste of his cum! I think I'll move to Florida someday.