Date: Sat, 15 Aug 2009 10:10:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Crystal Lake - 5

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Crystal Lake - 5

It was at the supper table the next night that Josh asked his Dad about
letting Trav help with putting up wood.

"Sure," his Dad smiled, "As long as you guys keep your minds on business!"

Josh nodded, he had heard the lecture lots of times, "dangerous work...need
to be extra careful...chain saws and kids don't mix," he mumbled.

His Dad gave him a look.

"Got it. No goofing around." Josh said quietly.

"Okay then, Thursday morning at eight. We'll get a few hours in before it
gets too warm."

Josh nodded.

* * * *

Josh was relieved to see that Trav was on time and eager when he docked his
boat Thursday morning.

"So, where do we do this?" Trav asked once Josh had helped him tie up the
boat and they were walking up from the shore.

"We have a small patch of birch that are dying out. It may be Birch leaf
miner!" Josh explained.

"What's that?"

"It's a small insect that gets between the layers of the leaf and then
kills it. It can leave a tree weak and sometimes they die."

The guys walked past the house and back to the wood shed.

"You carry the cradle; I'll bring the wheel barrow."

Trav looked bewildered.

"That wooden thing over there!" Josh pointed to the homemade saw horse.

It took about ten minutes to make their way through the trees to where
Josh's Dad was just finishing up oiling the chain on the saw and pulling
the starter. It soon screamed to life.

Josh saw Trav slap his hands over his ears as Mr. Danielson pulled the
trigger and tested it. The noise was deafening.  Josh smiled and pointed to
a couple of pair of shooter's ear muffs, used on the firing range for
hearing protection. They put them on and watched as the saw began cutting
into the three foot diameter trunk of a long dead tree.

Josh watched intently as the saw sliced its way through the soft wood. When
he heard a faint crack, he tugged at Trav's arm, pulled him back, and
watched the direction the tree was taking in its fall. A moment later the
cracking sound was louder. The birch shuddered and toppled.

The ground shook slightly as the heavy tree landed. Trav smiled, apparently
pleased with the show.

Josh's Dad cut the engine on the saw as they set up the saw horse. Then he
pulled the cord, bringing it back to life, sawing the tree into seven foot
sections. Josh tugged at Trav's arm again and motioned for him to help as
they wrestled the end of one of the sections off the ground, pulled it to
the saw horse and slid it in place. Because most of the weight was still on
the ground, the part of the tree in the notch of the saw horse pointed
skyward. Once again Josh motioned, and he and Trav sat on the log, using
their hands to steady themselves, their weight bringing the end down to
where it could be cut.

Mr. Danielson sawed off a stove size piece. Then the boys moved the log a
bit so he could do another. After the entire section had been turned into
small pieces, they repeated the process, until the entire tree was cut.

Josh tossed a log into the wheelbarrow and Trav quickly caught on. Soon
Josh had become the loader, with Trav transporting the wood back to the
shed.

After three trees had been delivered to the house they all took a break.

"Shit, that's hard work! Trav groaned as he poured some water over his
head.

Josh watched Trav's upper body, soaked in water and sweat, glistening in
the sun.

Adjusting the lump in his jeans, Josh said, "Yeah, and we're only half
done!" He took a gulp of water and wiped his forehead with a wet rag. "We
have to split and stack all this!"

Fortunately, the resort owned a power splitter. Once it was fired up, the
small gas engine provided compressed air to a steel ram with a pointed
end. Pulling the handle pushed the ram forward. A piece of wood between the
ram and the solid end cap would be split in half by the pressure.

Josh showed Trav how it all worked, and soon Trav was an expert at loading
the wood on the slide, splitting it, and tossing the two pieces into a
loose pile. An hour later it was time to organize it all.

"Stack them like this," Josh demonstrated, laying a row of logs on a tarp
on the floor. Then he added a second row on top. "The next row goes on top
of that! But be sure to leave room for air to get through. Then, a year
from now, they'll be ready to burn."

"What about this winter, won't you need it?"

"Over there." Josh pointed to another section of the shed. "We put that up
two years ago. See how the wood looks older and dryer?"

Trav nodded.

* * * *

It was well past noon when Mr. Danielson announced the cutting and hauling
work was done for the day, and they broke for lunch. Josh nodded to Trav to
pick up the chain saw and the other tools and showed him where they were
stored.

Putting the gear away, Travis asked, "Ever get taken out to the woodshed?"
He laughed, never imagining that it could ever really happen.

"Yeah," Josh said, and blushed.

"What? I was joking!" Travis said, turning to Josh.

"Dad doesn't joke." Josh made a sour face.

"He spanks you?" Travis asked wide eyed.

"Yeah!" Josh said in a matter of fact tone. "Doesn't your Dad tan your
hide?"

"Hell no!" Travis said firmly, "I mean, maybe he takes away my computer or
I get grounded or something!"

Josh snickered, "Big deal!"

Travis started to say something, but Josh interrupted.

"Look, if you've never gotten your dad's belt on your ass, you don't know
anything about being punished!"

Travis shook his head, "What the fuck kind of a place is this?" he
wondered, as they headed to lunch.

* * * *

Josh showed Trav where to clean up, and both guys stood at the same sink
soaping up their hands, arms, and faces. Rinsing off, Josh handed Trav a
towel.

"God, you've got some strong arms," Josh laughed as he watched Trav towel
himself.

"Carrying wood is even better than going to a gym," Trav laughed.

Before heading to the table, Trav talked Josh into asking for the afternoon
off so they could swim and maybe water ski.

Josh's Dad said the guys had worked pretty hard, so he agreed a reward was
in order. He gave his permission.

Josh changed into his swimming suit as Trav sat on his bed.

"Perv," Josh giggled, as he stepped out of his boxers and reached for his
suit.  He turned slightly, deciding to hide his dick and flash his ass
instead.

Trav, eagerly taking it all in, raised an eyebrow and smiled.

* * * *

Back at Trav's place it was Josh's turn to watch as Travis stripped off his
jeans.

Trav took his time. He slowly unfolded his swimsuit, stretched it, and then
slowly pulled it on, intentionally giving Josh a long look. He wasn't
embarrassed in the least.

Josh reached for his crotch and moved things around in there for the second
time that day.

"Problem?" Trav giggled.

"No!" Josh laughed.

"You are such a liar!"

"Bite me!" Josh laughed again.

"You wish!" Trav grinned.

Trav's Dad drove the boat, while first Josh, then Trav, acted as the
spotter. Josh was amazed at how well Trav skied, and was especially
impressed when he took off from a standing position on the dock using only
one ski.

"Whoa, where in the hell did you learn to do that!" Josh gushed as Trav
climbed into the boat at the end of his run.

"We spent part of a summer in Canada," Trav panted, catching his breath
after a great ride.

They each took three turns behind the boat, before Trav's Dad finally
called an end to it.

* * * *

The day ended toward eight with Travis back over at Josh's place. The two
were in Josh's room. The old cabin held the afternoon heat, and though a
cool breeze was coming in the open windows, it hadn't yet gotten
comfortable. Travis wondered why they didn't just install air-conditioning,
but thought it probably had something to do with the cost.

Josh had stripped down to his boxers, and Travis did the same.

"What are all those?" Travis asked as he lay on Josh's bed, glancing around
the room, his eyes landing on a shelf crammed with books.

"My astronomy books," Josh said quietly.

"Show me!" Travis said excitedly.

Josh motioned, and Travis spread out on the floor. Josh carried an arm load
of books over and lay face down beside him. For the next hour Josh eagerly
showed Travis his favorite star pictures and constellations. He even
mentioned that in August they might be able to see the Perseids, an annual
meteor shower.

"You're so smart!" Travis finally said, "I bet you get all A's."

Josh laughed, "All A's and one `B'"

It was quiet for a minute. Neither boy seemed to know what to say next.

Looking straight at Josh, Travis whispered. "So, can I kiss you again?"

Josh blushed, and with a tiny smile, nodded. They softly touched lips, held
it for a moment, and then broke their kiss.

Travis tenderly stroked Josh's cheek, and they kissed a second time.

"You're getting to be a great kisser," Travis whispered as they pulled back
for a moment.

"You're not too bad yourself!" Josh giggled.

"JOSH!" Mrs. Danielson's voice called down the hallway, "Time for Travis to
go home!"

Josh groaned, "great timing, mom," he whined softly. "YES, MOM!" He yelled.

Despite his disappointment, Travis giggled.

They kissed one more time, and then Travis got up to leave.

"Next time we do this, we need to make sure we have more time!" Josh
laughed.

"Definitely!" Travis giggled. He thought for a second. "How about a sleep
over sometime?"

"Yeah!" Josh smiled, "But maybe we'd need to do it here, I might have to
work the next morning."

"Let me know then!" Travis grinned and headed home.

* * * *

Hours later, naked, Josh lay on his back and slowly stroked his cock. He
thought back to the moment Trav had dropped his pants and changed into his
swimsuit.

"That cock!" he whispered, stroking a little harder.

He closed his eyes and imagined all the fun they could have.

* * * *

It was almost a week later when Josh called Travis and invited him over. He
told him to ask his folks if he could stay the night. Ten minutes later
Travis returned the call.

"No problem!" he said eagerly, the instant Josh picked up the phone.

It was just past seven when Travis arrived, a duffel bag stuffed with a few
clothes and video game gear in one hand, and a sleeping bag in the
other. The guys made themselves comfortable in Josh's room and set up the
video stuff on the TV in the living room. Josh's mom made popcorn, and they
lay on the floor playing one game after another for a couple of hours.

Toward nine, they headed to Josh's bedroom after raiding the fridge for
soda. Josh grabbed the deck of cards off the dining room table where they
always sat in the center. Josh never knew why they were always there; it
had always been that way.

Making up their own rules, the guys invented some kind of silly way of
playing poker with two people. There were laughs, arguments, and
craziness. It wasn't a surprise when one or the other, no one could
remember which, suggested it become a game of strip poker. More laughter,
and somewhere along the way they both ended up in their boxers again.

"Are you trying to get me naked?" Josh laughed as Travis kept changing the
rules, often to his advantage.

"Maybe!" he laughed.

Josh giggled, "You are a perv!"

Just as Travis was about to lay down a winning hand, there was a knock at
the door.

"Josh, honey, Drew is here!"

"Who's Drew?" Travis asked.

"He's a guy from school, works in the restaurant on weekends." In a quieter
voice he added, "He's a pain in the ass!"

The door opened just as Josh had started to stand.

"Hey, Josh," Drew said, stepping inside.

"Hey, what's up?"

"My heap won't start. The battery might be dead or something. Could you ask
your Dad if he can help me?"

"Why don't you ask him yourself?"

"I thought it might be better coming from you."

Josh rolled his eyes. "Okay."

Drew looked at Josh, then at Travis, both still in just their boxers. "That
is if I'm not interrupting anything!"

Josh reached for his pants. "It was hot in here!"

Drew nodded, obviously not totally convinced.

In the end, Josh's Dad decided to just put Drew's junker on a tow bar and
haul him back to his place. Josh, Travis, and Drew climbed into the bed of
the pickup, and they headed the six miles down dirt roads to drop the car
off.

As the truck bounced along the road, Travis and Josh slid from side to
side, occasionally bumping into one another. They laughed as they tried to
make themselves heard over the road noise. Eventually they got to Drew's
house and all the guys helped unload the car.

"Thanks Mr. Danielson," Drew said, offering his hand.

"Glad I could help," Josh's Dad said.

"Bye, Drew," Josh said with a wave as he and Travis squeezed into the cab
with his Dad.

Drew waved back.

"He seemed like a nice guy," Travis said softly as they headed back home.

"Uh huh," Josh said, unable to say what he really felt in front of his dad.

* * * *

Once again in Josh's room, door locked, and back down to their boxers,
Travis needed some answers.

"So, why is that Drew guy a pain in the ass?"

Josh sighed. "Well, he's a year older, and in school that can be a
problem. Sometimes he pushes me around and stuff."

"What kind of stuff?"

"You know, making fun of me for being geeky. Sometimes he calls me a
momma's boy."

Travis found himself starting to take a serious dislike to the guy. "Well,
he better not say anything to you when I'm around!"

Josh laughed, "Why, what are you going to do?"

"Travis blushed, "I don't know! But, he just better not try anything."

Josh laughed again, obviously amused that Travis was being so protective of
him.

* * * *

It was two hours later, the lights were off and the guys were snuggled
close.

"Did you lock your door?" Travis giggled as he slid closer to Josh.

"Yeah."

"Want to play?"

"Yeah, I've been horny all day!" Josh giggled.

"Like I haven't noticed!" Travis grinned.

Josh looked at Travis and they couldn't hold back their smiles. Both guys
slid off their boxers, rolling back onto their shoulders as they tugged
them down over their asses. Their nuts hanging low, they pulled their legs
through and then kicked them off.

Travis saw Josh was hard, and his own dick firmed up almost
immediately. They reached for each other and stroked a couple of times
before Josh smiled and rolled on top of Travis for a kiss. Travis spread
his legs and grabbed Josh by the ass with both hands. He scooted him into a
place where their cocks could easily rub together.

Their kiss was gentle for only a moment and then became lustful. Both guys
were needy and they wanted to get right at it.

Josh ground his dick into Travis's crotch, and Travis pulled at his tiny
ass encouraging him. Josh got into a fucking motion. Their kissing became
increasingly urgent the more the boys rubbed against one another. They
grunted and wiggled as they thrust their cocks together, and their tongues
fucked.

Rolling Josh off his chest and to the side, Travis wrapped his hand around
Josh's dick. Josh grabbed Travis in the same way. Their tongues deep in one
another's mouths, they swapped spit, and pulled on each other. Josh's shaft
was standing straight up and leaking at the tip. Travis's was so hard it
was nearly flat against his stomach. Each guy grew warmer as their bodies
reacted to the flood of hormones screaming for sex. Things were moving
fast, in fact, they were both so worked up, their climax came quickly.

"Oh," Josh whimpered as he came without warning. His cock shot his load in
long spurts.

"Ugh!" Travis grunted, reacting to the feeling of Josh's hot cum being
squirted onto his stomach. Feeling the warm cream put him over the edge,
and he too came, shooting his load against Josh's crotch and belly button.

They continued to kiss deeply, as they masturbated one another for a minute
longer. Finally slowing their hands, they gradually stopped. They struggled
to catch their breath.

"Shit, I needed that!" Josh groaned as he rolled to his back and closed his
eyes. "I've been needing to cum all day!"

"Yeah, me, too!" Travis sighed.

Josh idly ran a finger through the jizz Travis had left on his tummy and
smiled.

Travis crawled over, and, still on all fours, leaned down and kissed
Josh. It was soft, tender, and you might even say, loving. Then with a
playful smile he edged back a little and lowered his head to Josh's
stomach.

"I put it there; I guess I better clean it up!" Travis giggled.

He gently licked his way down Josh's chest, cleaning off every drop of cum
he found.

"Shit!" Josh moaned softly, as Travis moved lower.

When Travis reached Josh's pubes, Josh took in a breath. Travis hesitated
for just a moment, but then opened wider and took Josh into his mouth.

"Oh Fuck!" Josh whispered, lifting slightly as Trav's lips closed around
his cock. He heard a soft sucking sound as Trav went to work.

Travis licked every inch of Josh's dick clean. When he was finished, he
crawled back up to Josh for a last kiss.

They lay cuddled next to one another for a long time, neither boy wanting
to break the magic of the moment with words.

Finally Josh spoke. "You put it in your mouth!" He said amazed.

"Yeah," Travis said with a blush. "Sorry."

"No, it's okay. I mean, I just didn't expect it."

"Don't get mad."

"I'm not. It felt great," Josh rolled over and looked at Travis. "But, this
is getting a little confusing again."

"Yeah, I guess it is."

Josh lowered his eyes and thought. A moment passed, and then he
spoke. "But, if you ever want to do that again sometime, I don't think I'd
mind," he giggled.

Travis grinned, and they both laughed.

* * * *

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