From: rwalker@alpha.c2.org (Rob Walker) Subject: NEW STORY: A day at the beach (1/3) (bb pedo teen cons) Date: 13 Feb 1996 10:32:51 +0100 Organization: Mail to Usenet Gateway at Utopia X-Plug: Community ConneXion offers privacy on the internet. http://www.c2.org/ A day at the beach, copyright (c) 1995, 1996 by Rob Walker. All rights reserved. Permission is given to distribute and archive this work by electronic means only, so long as it is not altered in any way, this header remains intact, and no charge is made for this work beyond standard connect, dial-up and on-line charges. This work is suitable only for persons of eighteen years of age and over, and is not to be supplied to any person below that age. The characters, events and locations portrayed in this story are fictitious. No identification with any real-life entity is intended or should be inferred. This work contains explicit sex scenes between two adolescent boys. Any feedback, suggestions, comments, questions, flames and letter bombs should be addressed to the author at rwalker@alpha.c2.org. ---------------- Part one of three. I lie on the sand with my eyes closed, thinking. The sun beats down on my body and I hear the waves crash on the beach in the distance. The gentle breeze rustles through the palm trees behind me, keeping the tropical heat down to a reasonable ninety-five degrees. It is a dry heat, without the overbearing humidity that can make the summers back home so unpleasant. I am totally relaxed, at ease with the world. My body is a rich, dark golden brown from head to toe, unbroken in the middle. There is no need to wear any swimming costume here. Hardly anybody else sees me like this, and those that do don't care. After soaking up the sun's goodness for so long I no longer need any protection from its life-giving rays. Now I keep my body lustrously moist, smooth and supple with special moisturising oils that are ideal for the tropical sun. I think once again how lucky I am to be in a part of the world liberated from the rigors of Western society. There are almost no taboos here, no inhibitions, no false modesty. I can be myself. I can feel truly free and liberated, with nobody telling me what I should or shouldn't do. The summer months are precious for this reason. I sense a slight movement just in front of me. I slowly open my eyes and look up. I see him standing there. Just turned thirteen, he is three months older than me. My gaze falls on his perfect form. He smiles sweetly at me and my heart melts. "Hi," he says. "Hi, Kelly," I reply. I take a moment to admire his physique. He too is tanned a rich golden brown. His complexion is the same as mine, normally delicate, fair skin turned the colour of light coffee by uncounted hours in the sun. He is pretty well-developed, we both are. At five foot three, he is pretty much average for his age. I am a couple of inches taller. We could almost be brothers. All of a sudden, Kelly kicks sand all over me. He bursts out laughing, yelling "Gotcha" as he runs down the beach towards the waves. I scramble to my feet and chase after him. He runs into the water and dives into a big wave about to crash onto the shore. Hard on his heels, I quickly catch up with him and we grab each other, wrestling in the salt water. I lunge for him and grab him around the shoulders. I jump up and as I come down on him he sinks below the surface. Expecting him to retaliate, I take a deep breath. Just in time too, because he breaks free from my grasp and takes hold of my legs, pulling them from under me. I feel myself being dragged below the surface. Kelly's legs lock around my neck, keeping me in place until my lungs complain and I start to struggle. Spluttering, I break the surface. "Hey, man, why don't you let me breathe occasionally?" I ask him. He is grinning. We both know neither of us could ever do anything to hurt the other. We have known each other since the first grade at school, and been best friends for almost as long. "Sorry," he giggles, splashing water at me. I splash him back, and for the next ten minutes we play in the surf, sometimes swimming, sometimes throwing water at each other. Eventually I drag myself back to the shore. I lie down on the sand at the water's edge and let the surf wash over me. Kelly lies down next to me. I turn my head to look at him. Our eyes lock. His gaze penetrates my very soul and I feel myself shiver. I smile at him. He holds my gaze and returns the smile, sweet, sensual. He reaches out and rests a hand on my chest, gently stroking it. I lay my head back and sigh contentedly. His hand explores my body, smoothly tracing the contours of my chest and abdomen. I close my eyes and relax, luxuriating in his touch. His gently exploring hand soothes me. I feel my body melt into the sand beneath me. He feels me all over, running his hand all over the body he has known so intimately for so many years. He nestles up against me, draping an arm over my upper chest and shoulder. I feel his body rest against the side of mine. His face rests against my chest, nuzzling my breast before moving up towards my neck. He straddles me, his legs inbetween mine, as our bodies come together and we embrace. His weight feels wonderful against me. Not too hard, but firm. His very presense is an aphrodisiac and I feel myself becoming impossibly aroused and excited. I put my arms around him, locking them behind his back, hugging him tightly to me. Kelly holds my head in his hands. We both gaze longingly at each other. His face is inches from mine. Then his eyes close, he moves close to me, and kisses me on the cheek. I kiss him back. He rests his head on my cheek. We just lie there, resting, feeling the waves lap over us, feeling each other. I feel so content, so peaceful. I kiss him again. In the background a seagull squawks. We doze for a few minutes, joined to each other. I run my hands over his back. He stirs, and moves slightly. I can feel his heart beating strongly in his chest, his breath as it brushes past my ear. He raises his head again and looks at me, a sleepy smile of contentment on his face. I smile back at him, and raise my head to him. He lowers himself to meet me and kisses me on the lips. My mouth opens to let him inside. I hold the back of his head as I lower us both to the sand. We explore each other's mouths for a few minutes, all the time getting more and more passionate and excited. Kelly starts rocking back and forth on me. Our crotches are compressed together and the pressure starts to build up in my nether regions. I arch my back slightly and feel his arms lock behind it. He crushes me to him; I do likewise. We move our bodies against each other. It is as if we are trying to merge ourselves into each other, trying to become one. I hear myself moaning in sheer ecstasy, but the sounds are muffled by Kelly's mouth, still locked tightly with my own. I stroke his back as we move. I feel so overjoyed that I am with someone whom I can love totally, unreservedly, without fear or reluctance. His arms pull from under me and he grips my head, pulling me against him, pressing our lips impossibly tight against each other. Our tongues wrestle madly together. I run my hands over his back down to his buttocks, pulling him close to me, then back up again to lock once more behind him in a tight embrace. We are both breathing heavily, panting, feeling the breath we share flowing between us. I won't last much longer. I feel a tightness in my groin and my breathing becomes ragged. I sense Kelly's body start to tighten on me as we both reach the precipice. The pressure building up in me is incredible, causing me to tighten my grip on the loving boy on top of me. Unconsciously, I have him in almost a death-grip, squeezing his tender body until he can hardly breathe. Our bodies are both taught, tight, as the pressure sends us both over the edge. For a split second we lie there, then explode in a frenzy of passion and ecstasy as we simultaneously reach the peak of pleasure. I feel Kelly shudder on top of me as we jerk uncontrollably against each other for many seconds. We both cry out in sheer pleasure and love for each other as our bodies release their passion. I feel yet again how deeply I love Kelly as I worship his body with my own. We collapse against the sand in each other's arms, totally spent. Kelly rests on top of me, my arms still around him. He lays the side of his face on my cheek and lets himself sink into me. I softly stroke his shoulders and back, while we rest and allow our breathing to return to normal. He brings his hand up and fondles the back of my head and my neck. He turns his head and kisses me on the cheek. Eventually he looks at me again. I smile at him, feeling my heart surge, once again, with love and affection for him. I gently ease him off me, allowing the waves to wash inbetween us and carry out the fluids we deposited to an uncaring sea. I get up and launch myself into the waves, striking out. I run my hands down my body, freshening myself up. Kelly swims up by my side. He wraps his legs around my waist and floats on his back. I hold his thighs against me as I support him. He disengages himself from me. I reach my arms out and he hugs me tightly. We look at each other again, our eyes locking. "Wow," I say to him. He smiles tenderly at me. "I love you," he says. "I know," I reply. "Me too." I rest my head on his shoulder, at peace with the world, feeling this boy's love seep into my very being. Part two of three. We swim for a bit longer, but I need a break. I head for the shore and stand on the damp sand. There is a midway point where the sand is not dry, but is not constantly licked by the incessant waves. It is the ideal place to stand and allow the water to evaporate, without getting my feet caked in sand or swamped by the sea. I decide to stroll along the beach, walking right on the water's edge. I walk for ten minutes without seeing another living soul. I turn back and retrace my steps. By this time, Kelly has left the water and is lying on the sand. He looks up as I approach. "Don't you dare cover me with sand!" he giggles, fearing I might seek retribution for his mischief of before. "Nah, I'll wait until you're not expecting it," I answer back. My eyes smile at him. I lie on the sand in my accustomed position, between Kelly's legs. His thighs make a delightful pillow. He rests a hand on the top of my head, fingers idly running through my soft dark hair. I doze for some time, feeling the sun warming my body all over, and Kelly's smooth warm flesh beneath me. The waves crashing on the shore in the distance lull me to semi-consciousness, then sleep. A gentle pressure on my shoulder wakes me. I stir, turning my head around to glance at him out of the corner of my eye. "Time to do your back, kiddo," he says. I slowly roll over, coming to rest with my stomach on the sand and my face resting on the boy's groin. I just rest for a moment. I rest an arm above me, the fingers running a feather-light trail on Kelly's lower chest and stomach. I move my head slightly, and his magic wand brushes against my cheek. I slowly take it in my mouth and suck on it languidly, feeling it expand and lengthen within. I nurse gently on his stiff member, totally relaxed and soaking up the energy and heat from the ball of fire in the sky, now at its zenith. My left hand lies by my side, while the other rests somewhere above me. The skin beneath my fingers is warm and soft. I suck idly on the pacifier in my mouth and once again am overtaken by sleep. "Time to wake up, boyo." "Awww," I feebly protest, freeing my mouth. "If you sleep too long now you won't sleep tonight," Kelly says, reminding me of this unwelcome home truth. "I guess," I mutter. Going down on him once again, I suck gently on him and swirl my tongue around the tip. I am rewarded by feeling it stiffen even more. I go all the way down, the tip lodging in my throat. I stay like this for several minutes, enjoying the feeling of fullness in my mouth, occasionally moving my tongue and licking around the shaft. I move down and lick his testicles, feeling his stiff penis rub against my face. I draw first one plump nut in, then the other, feeling them shift in my mouth. My hand moves down to his stiff dick which I stroke slowly. I lie there, gently sucking on his jewels. There is no urgency, just blissful relaxation, closeness and warm intimacy. I release his nuts and replace my hand on his stiff member with my mouth once again. His breathing quickens and he lets out a small moan. He expands in me, and I am rewarded by several spurts of warm cream. I swallow, savouring the taste. It was not a spectacular climax, but very satisfying for both of us. Kelly goes all limp, his limbs collapsing on the sand. I lick the tip of his slowly wilting penis and he shudders, the sensitive nerves tingling with the stimulation. I snuggle up against him, resting my left arm against his lower abdomen and wrapping both my legs around one of his. I feel very close to Kelly and do not want this closeness to end. Drawing as much as I can out of this intimate touching, I rest. Kelly's right hand rests on top of my head, stroking my hair. Neither of us are in any hurry. Eventually I get up and move behind Kelly's head. Kneeling down, I start scooping the sand out, digging a fair sized hole behind the boy. Knowing what I am planning, a huge grin lights up his face. I just have to kiss him. I work for a few minutes on sand clearing, so that the hole is just under a metre deep and thirty degrees or so off the vertical. I reach out, and Kelly raises his arms and grabs my hands in his. I pull him back, so that his head overhangs the slope. He looks at me with a twinkle in his eyes, opens his mouth and lets me in. I do not try to force it all in at once. I feel my dick press against the back of his mouth. He reaches behind him and takes my waist in his hands, slowly pulling me into him a bit further. I pause, feeling his throat accustom itself to the invading flesh. I move forward another couple of centimetres, and feel his lips gently brush against my groin. My hands, in the meantime, are playing his body. Ever so gently they stroke his cheeks, then move down to rub his throat. I play with his nipples, feeling them stiffen yet again before tracing a path down his chest towards his stomach. Fully inside him, I slowly lean forward and rest my weight on top of Kelly. I take his stiff member into my mouth again, the two of us in a sort of sixty-nine position. His mouth is doing the most incredible things to me, and in no time I am involuntarily thrusting in and out of his mouth. I let him out of my mouth. "Stop a minute," I tell him. I do not want this to be over too fast. Kelly just lets my member rest in his mouth. It feels so wonderful, being inside him and having him inside me at the same time. I run my hands over his stomach, thighs and legs, revelling in the sense of touch and closeness the two of us share. I move back a bit, then thrust back forward. As I slide out, Kelly's tongue works all around my dick, sucking on the tip as it goes past then licking down its length as I hump back again. I raise my head and suck strongly on just the tip of Kelly's stiff penis, thrilling to hear him gasp from the sensations. A strange desire fills me. I lean back so I can see myself embedded deeply in my best friend's mouth. The sight of my entire length vanishing down his throat gets me even more excited and I thrust forward yet again, trying to force every last millimetre into my friend. He responds by taking a deep breath through his nose, then sucking as hard as he can. My muscles start to tense up as the orgasm starts in my nuts and engulfs me. Kelly can feel my penis expand as the juices in me race down its length and into his mouth. His throat contracting around me heightens my level of pleasure. He sucks harder on me and a fresh wave of sensation wells up. I have by this time slipped back so that I am half out of him, leaving the ultra sensitive head resting on his tongue. He sucks on it again and my toes curl up. I groan and shudder yet again. Totally spent, I collapse, exhausted. Kelly remains still, knowing better than to move any part of his body against my own so soon after such a blissful experience. I lie on top of the boy, swept away in the post-coitial glow. Part three of three. It is getting late in the afternoon. There is still plenty of warmth in the sun but the fierce mid-day heat is long gone. Still time to enjoy another swim and dry off au natural. Actually, we cheat and pat the excess salt water from our bodies. Or rather each other's bodies. Why do something with yourself when your best friend and lover can do it for you? "Put some sun lotion on me, will you?" my friend asks me. "Sure." I reach into the nearby bag for the bottle of moisturising oil. With a sun protection factor of approximately zero it would not keep the ultra-violet off us. It doesn't have to. Our skin has gone so brown that a factor sixteen lotion would be no match. What the lotion does do is keep our skin moist and supple. Perfect for this climate, especially after swimming. I toss the bottle over to him. "After you," I tease. "Awww, c'mon! No fair!" he giggles. "No, you do me first. You will be well rewarded for it," I wink at him. His eyes light up, knowing exactly what I mean. Grabbing a towel from the nearby bag, I spread it out on the sand and lie face down on it. Kelly kneels down next to me, perching himself slightly to the side, his legs straddling my left thigh. Kneeling upright, he can lean forward and reach any part of me. My shoulders clench as the lotion trickles down my spine. His hands, so soft and smooth, ever so gently massage the lotion into my skin. Kelly works with tender loving care, applying sun oil first to my neck, then the shoulders before working down my back and spine. His actions have the quiet casualness of one amply accustomed to such ministrations, carressing away all the tension and relaxing every single muscle in me. I sigh and purr with pleasure, closing my eyes dreamily. He applies more lotion to my lower back and spreads it down, rubbing it into my buttocks and thighs. I giggle as his fingers slip inside the cleft between my cheeks. Kelly applies more lotion to my lower legs, sensuously rubbing it in until every drop is absorbed. "Turn over," he says. I obey, and find myself looking into his handsome, grinning face. Bottle in hand, Kelly squeezes some lotion onto my chest and leans forward to rub it in, reaching up to the throat and down towards my stomach. His face centimetres from mine, our lips touch as we kiss. By the time he has finished, I am aroused yet again. I arise up from the towel, catching the bottle of lotion Kelly hurls at me. "Now you do me," he says, getting down on the towel. Face up this time. I do his front all over, going over all that tender flesh. By the time I have his front all covered I can contain myself no longer. I am drawn to him, as I lie on top of him. Kelly hugs me and starts thrusting his pelvis, his crotch against mine. Reluctantly, I disentangle myself from him and tell him to turn over. He looks disappointed, but knows what happens next. Once more, I pick up the bottle of sun lotion and apply it liberally to my friend's back. When I am done, we are both moist, soft and slippery. With Kelly lying face down at full length, I crouch over him and nuzzle his neck. He says nothing as I carress him. The only sound to be heard from him is a low moan on occasion as my fingers roaming over his back and neck turn him on as they always do. I slowly shift myself backwards as I love him, ending up lying on top of the boy. Our legs entwine as I am drawn into his body. I wrap my arms around his front and hug him close to me, slowly thrusting into him. He moans and gasps in pure joy. I flip us both over so that he is lying face up on top of me. We lie there, almost motionless, for over ten minutes. Just relaxing, just enjoying the feel of each other. He squeezes his muscles, and feels my answering throb. I idly play with his nipples, running a feather-light touch around and around. Moving down, I run the thumb and forefinger of my right hand along his dick, while with my left I cup his testicles and just hold them, gently rolling them around in his sack. Every so often I thrust up into him while slowly masturbating the boy. I go back up his front and play with his nipples, then run my right hand over his body, alternating between stroking his front and masturbating him. He is getting hotter and hotter with all this attention, and frequently moans in pleasure. His infrequent contractions against my penis in him bring me close to the edge also. Eventually I can stand it no more. Placing both hands on his nipples I roll us over so that Kelly is beneath me. Contained in this position, he thrusts his bottom against me as I frantically pump into him, my fingers rubbing his nipples all the time. Unable to take any more, with a moan I explode inside him, filling his guts with my fluid. At almost the same time, Kelly reaches his own climax and shudders against me. Spent, we collapse in a heap on the towel, panting. Still in him, I kiss the back of his neck and smooth his hair out. We lie there, me resting on top of Kelly, for a few minutes while we recover, luxuriating in the afterglow of such an incredibly enjoyable experience. A chill has come over the air. It is time to pack up and walk the few hundred yards to the summer home where we are staying. I am reluctant to move from my present comfortable position, but all good things come to an end. "I think we should be making a move," I whisper to Kelly, just below me. "Wait," he replies, turning his head towards mine. As our lips fuse together he thrusts back at me, squeezing his rectum against my now soft dick still inside him and emitting a muffled laugh as it expands again inside him. As I flip us both over once again, Kelly rotates himself a hundred and eighty degrees on me, leans forward and rests himself on my chest. I sit up and we hug each other. I begin the rather awkward manoeuvre of staggering to my feet with Kelly clamped to me like a clam. His rather light weight helps. We both hang on to each other as I run down to the sea and wade in. As the water comes up to my waist I throw both of us against an incoming wave and we finally seperate; our desires, at least for now, satisfied. The two of us horse around for another minute or so, and then head for the shore where we dry off. I gather the towels into the bag and we start walking, both content at what has been a most wonderful day at the beach. ---------------- The End.