Date: Thu, 13 Aug 2009 14:07:58 -0700 (PDT) From: Jon D Subject: Crystal Lake - 4 Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION. Any similarity between my characters and real people, places, or events is merely a coincidence. This story contains descriptions of imagined sexual activity between teenage boys. If you are not 18 years old or if it is illegal where you live to read material of this kind, please stop here. If this story might offend you go to another site. Everyone have fun and enjoy. You are invited to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Crystal Lake - 4 As Travis watched J sleep, he decided the single letter nickname he had invented for his friend really didn't work. He'd have to think of something else. He stared at Josh for a few minutes before he finally woke. Josh opened his eyes, grinned, and then with a playful look, reached for Travs' dick. "You ready to jerk off, city boy?" He said, groping the teen through his underpants. "I guess you are!" Josh giggled, feeling a noticeable bulge. "Mmmmm," that feels nice," Trav moaned softly. He lay back, enjoying the feeling of Josh's hand down there. He never imagined he'd wake up to the feel of something that nice. "And he's so fucking cute," Travis thought as he saw Josh's wide smile and twinkling eyes. But, Travis couldn't just lay there; he gently pulled his new friend down and locked his lips tightly to his. Both boys made a few soft moaning sounds as they exchanged a deep kiss. Josh let go of Travis' dick, and, without asking, crawled into Travis's sleeping bag apparently wanting to get closer. Travis tenderly pulled him on top so they could lie nose to nose, toe to toe and crotch to crotch. Josh playfully ground his chubby into Travis as they kissed, wiggled, and enjoyed the feeling of touching each other in so many places. Travs' arms were wrapped around Josh, his hands caressing his back and occasionally groping his ass. As their kiss went on, the boys naturally rubbed their dicks together. Travis's tongue in his mouth was driving Josh wild. The speed of his breathing increased as he ground himself against Travis with increasing urgency. Before either boy knew what was happening, Josh grunted; closed his eyes, squirmed a moment, and then lay still. Travis felt the front of Josh's boxers get damp. Travis instantly knew what had happened, and it really turned him on. He humped upwards a few times, urgently rubbing himself against the wet spot, and then he too groaned. When Josh finally opened his eyes; Travis had a distant look. "Ooops," Josh giggled, looking embarrassed. "Did you..?" Travis grinned, "Yup!" "I guess that's why Dad says you're not supposed to play with loaded guns!" Josh laughed. "You never know when they might go off." Travis giggled. Josh got to his knees, and Travis saw a greasy wet mess slide down the front of his friend's boxers. Josh made a face. "I so gotta wash up!" He laughed. He crawled out of the sleeping bag and turned back to Travis. "You coming?" "I thought that's what we just did!" Travis laughed as he got up as well. Travis watched as Josh shucked his boxers and ran bare ass down toward the lake. He followed suit and both dove in. They broke the surface at the same time, giggling and splashing one another. Now shoulder deep, standing on the sandy bottom, Travis watched Josh look around the lake, obviously pleased there weren't any boats nearby. Josh stepped closer and gave Travis a quick kiss. "Morning, sunshine!" Josh laughed and Travis smiled. "Do you always wake up like this?" Travis asked with a smile. "Like what?" "On a sugar rush, and horny!" Travis laughed, wrapping his arms around Josh, pulling him close. "Not usually," Josh smirked, "I almost never have a sugar rush!" * * * * After dressing, getting some breakfast, and cleaning up camp, the guys headed to a part of the lake that Travis had never been before. Following a very old and overgrown trail, they skirted a swampy corner and came to what was left of an old, old, logging trail. Josh had told Travis that the area had once been lush with an incredible pine forest. The building boom of the 1800's had brought loggers, and eventually a small saw mill. A train siding hauled the timber out to make homes all through the Midwest. Josh said that clear cutting had only taken fifty years, leaving the lake dangerously exposed. Fortunately, a forestry renewal program had encouraged planting, and new growth had appeared. Over the course of many years, the forest came back. "What's that over there?" Trav asked as they came closer to something that resembled a wooden bridge. "An abandoned rail trestle." "Let's check it out!" Josh and Travis made their way through the knee high brush on the back side of the structure, climbed the pilings, and finally made it to the top. "Excellent!" Travis said, as they looked over the bog like ground to where the lake lapped gently against the center row of pilings supporting the span. Walking to the middle, they stood and looked over the edge. "Can we dive here? Travis asked eager to jump into the water from that height. "Better not," Josh said cautiously, "I'm not sure how deep it is, and besides, there might be rocks." Travis was disappointed, but then he got an idea. He reached for his pants and pushed them down over his ass, freeing his cock. Grabbing it firmly at the base he closed his eyes for a brief moment, pushing hard, and then started to pee. Josh giggled, and dug his dick out as well. As the boys laughed, soft arches of pee lazily drifted down and landed as sprinkles on the surface of the lake. * * * * Climbing back down, Josh led the way through the marshy water. "What are these things?" Travis asked pointing at several patches of green floating out from the shore. "Lilly pads," Josh explained, "Look over there," he whispered. A bull frog sat on one of the lily pads, watching flies buzzing about. "Cool," Travis whispered. All this nature stuff was fascinating, and Josh was a great teacher. A moment later, Josh pointed out where a fish had rolled near the surface and then swiftly swam away. "Probably a muskie," Josh said. "How big do they get?" "Pretty big, you can't even take one unless it's at least 30 inches. It's kind of a trophy fish. I saw one caught a year or two ago that was 51 inches and over forty pounds." "Can you teach me how to fish for those? Josh laughed. "Some guys fish their whole lives and never get one like that. How about I teach you to fish for walleye?" "Deal!" Travis laughed. Josh pointed out some blueberry bushes, and then helped Travis navigate over a submerged log. Back on the trail, the two talked about the plans for adding on to Travis's house, and his insistence that his Dad get the computer set up. The mosquitoes were pretty fierce. The deeper they got in the woods, the more the guys found themselves slapping their hands, necks, arms and legs. "These fuckers are eating me alive!" Travis complained. Josh stopped, dug in his pack and got out the repellent. "Close your eyes," he ordered and then fogged Travis from head to toe. When he finished, Travis returned the favor. In a particularly dense part of the wood, Josh turned back and with eyes twinkling, put a finger to his lips. "Why are we being quiet?" Travis whispered, looking around in case something was about to jump out. "This is where they found the body!" Josh whispered and slowly led Travis forward. Travis could make out an outline of a dwelling, its crumbling brick foundation barely visible. "A body?" Travis whispered, wide eyed. Josh nodded. "Where?" "Over there!" Josh pointed to a corner of the old structure. "What happened?" Josh walked softly up to Travis and leaned in, whispering in his ear. "They think it was a wild animal." Travis looked at Josh. "What kind?" he whispered. Josh tried to hold back a smile. "A tickle monster!" he yelled, and pushed Travis to the ground, tickling him as he squirmed and screamed in laughter. "You fucker!" Travis finally managed when he had thrown Josh off and rolled away. He was a bit angry that he had been fooled. Josh was still laughing. "Got you back!" Travis flipped him his middle finger. Josh grinned and they both laughed. * * * * It was well past noon when the boys made it to the cove where they had first gotten friendly. Josh couldn't forget it was the place he had gotten his first kiss. They unpacked a few provisions, made sandwiches, broke out chips, soda, and the small bag of cookies Josh's mom had sent along. Sitting in his favorite spot, Josh couldn't be happier. "Great day, huh?" Josh mumbled, biting into a ham and cheese sandwich. "Totally," Trav replied, taking a gulp of soda, following it with a huge burp. "Sorry," he blushed. "Well at least it wasn't a fart!" Josh laughed. Finishing the food, they packed the things away again. There was a very small patch of sand at the water's edge, and Josh motioned to Trav to join him there. He started to sit down, but Trav touched his arm. "Bare ass beach, remember?" He grinned, pulling off his shoes, socks, and then, glancing at Josh, his pants. Josh grinned and did the same. They sat on the shore, their legs half way submerged in the cool water, playfully running their fingers through the wet sand. They were quiet for a few minutes. "Can I ask you something?" Trav finally whispered as Josh squinted in his direction. "Sure, anything!" Trav hesitated, then softly asked, "What do you think about when you jerk off?" Josh grinned, "I don't know if I should answer that," he giggled, "on the grounds that it might incriminate me!" "Come on, you can tell me. Please?" "Well, you know, getting with somebody," he said softly, then giggled, "and stuffing my dick someplace!" Trav laughed, "yeah, me too," then paused, "anyone in particular?" Josh just blushed and looked away. It was quiet again. "You're getting horny!" Trav giggled as Josh's penis twitched and swelled a bit. "You are too," Josh smiled. "Who do you think can shoot the farthest?" Trav laughed. "I don't know," Josh smiled. "Want to see?" Trav giggled. "What? Like a contest?" "Yeah! The one who shoots the farthest carry's the lightest pack home." Josh giggled. "You're on!" Both guys reached for their dicks, and started stroking. Trav closed his eyes for a moment, apparently getting into the mood. Josh was hard already, so he just fondled his nuts. They wrapped their hands around their dicks as each of them had done almost everyday since starting puberty. Maybe five minutes passed with each guy lost in his own thoughts, jerking away, their concentration evident on their faces. "Almost there!" Trav whimpered as his hand slowed, taking longer strokes. "Yeah, me too," Josh grunted. "Ugh, Ugh," Trav groaned as he tensed and shot his load. An initial spurt was followed by a very powerful second, and then two lesser ones. The second squirt traveled the furthest, blasting to a spot high on his chest near his right nipple. "Oh, shit!" Josh whimpered, as he too came. A small burst of cum shot out the end of his dick, landing in a sticky puddle on his chest. The furthest drop ended between his nips, but a bit lower than what Trav had managed. "I win!" Trav laughed. Josh giggled, "Fuck, you shot like a fire hose." He smiled. "I thought you'd never stop cumming!" Trav blushed. They calmed down and were quiet for a minute. Trav reached over and ran a finger through the sticky goo on Josh's chest. He played with it as if it were finger paint. Josh giggled. "Dare you to eat it!" Trav let some of the spermy stuff drip off the end of his finger. "You dare me?" Josh nodded with a grin. Trav gathered up some of the warm cream on the end of his finger, made a show of letting Josh see it, and then licked it off as if it were icing from a birthday cake. "Eeeww," Josh whined, in disgust, but enjoying every minute of the show. "Okay," Trav said, "your turn, fair's fair!" Josh made a little face, but knew he had to follow through. He lightly touched his finger to a wet spot on Trav's chest, made sure it was covered with cum, and then stuck it in his mouth. He closed his eyes and crinkled up his nose. "What do you think?" Trav laughed as Josh made a show of swallowing his jizz. "A little salty," Josh said, "but not too bad," he grinned. "Well, if you like it, I can always make more!" Trav giggled, wiggling his dick. Josh laughed, "And so can I!" * * * * The afternoon wore on with the guys doing more swimming, hiking and of course talking. A time or two Josh noticed Trav reaching for his back, rubbing his fingers up and down his shoulder blades. Eventually he said, "You're getting really pink." He worried that Trav was getting sunburned. "I forgot to put sunscreen on," Trav frowned. Josh got out of the water, climbed up on shore, and searched one of the packs. "Let's get you fixed up," he said, shaking a bottle of lotion. Josh enjoyed squirting the cream onto Trav's shoulders and tenderly rubbing it onto his back. It was great feeling his friend's muscles. He slowly massaged Trav's back taking way more time than was really needed. "How does that feel?" Josh asked softly. "Great," Trav said, looking back at him with a smile. As Travis turned to face the lake again, Josh couldn't resist, he leaned close and gave him a quick kiss behind the ear. "What's that for?" Trav laughed, turning around. "I dunno," Josh shrugged with a blush. "I just felt like it." "It was nice." Travis whispered. The boys were for quiet for a minute or two. "I guess it's time we get back home," Josh said finally, as he stuffed the bottle back into the pack. "Do we have to? You're working so much, it seems like I barely ever get to see you." "Yeah," Josh sighed, "and it's only going to get worse." "What do you mean?" "Have to start putting up wood for the winter." "Why?" "We heat with wood during the winter, so we need to cut and split logs in the summer." "No gas or oil?" "We have oil for really cold spells and for backup. But, we mainly heat with wood. I'll have to help Dad haul and split." "I could help!" Trav smiled. Josh thought about it for a second. "It's kind of hard work!" he said biting his lower lip. The idea had several advantages, not least of which was that the work would help keep his friend in awesome shape. "I can do it, please?" "Okay, I'll ask Dad," Josh finally said as Travis grinned. They dressed, packed up, and headed home. "So, how much will your Dad pay me?" Trav asked, giving Josh a curious look. Josh turned, grinned, and just laughed. * * * * Thanks to Jon B for his ideas for this chapter, and as always to Andrew, for help with editing. Please send your suggestions or comments to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Thanks, Jon