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The last two days have been a complete gas, going with Ben before lunch and Eliot after supper. I’ve not been with Sam again; with canoeing lessons in the mornings and trips to the beach both afternoons, I haven’t had the time. He’s been going with Ben every evening, but I know he’ll be up for doing it with me anytime I want it.

Today’s Saturday; that’s changeover day. There aren’t any organised activities because the staff are too busy seeing off the kids who are leaving and bringing new ones in. That means we’re left pretty much to our own devices. It’s a gorgeous day, the hottest we’ve had. We stroll out into the woods. We’re going to the den, all four of us. We’ve not done that before. It was Ben’s idea, dirty little sod; I think he wants to watch me bumming Eliot. I’m not objecting; I’m just as keen to see Sam bumming him! Eliot’s well into it; it’s like he can’t get there fast enough.

We manoeuvre our way between the bushes. Once we’re safely inside, Eliot doesn’t waste a second, kneeling in front of Sam and almost ripping the kid’s shorts and pants down. He dives down on Sam’s semi-hard cock, sucking it for all he’s worth. Sam stands there, resting his hand on the back of Eliot’s head, looking like he doesn’t know what’s hit him. Ben and I just watch, grinning at each other. It takes less than a minute. All Sam’s muscles go tight; he has to brace his legs to keep himself from falling. His dick jerks violently, several volleys of spunk shooting into Eliot’s mouth. Eliot gulps and swallows, taking as much as he can, but Sam’s cum loads like he always does, several drops escaping and running down Eliot’s chin. Eliot finally lets him go. He uses a finger to wipe the spunk off his face. He sucks it clean then looks up, grinning.

That was great!” he says, licking his lips. “You cum a lot, don’t you?”

Sam flops down onto the grass, still getting his breath back.

“Fuck!” he gasps. “That was something else! I never knew blow-jobs could be that good!”

Eliot parks himself down and snuggles up next to me.

“You didn’t mind me doing that, did you?” he asks, giving me a sexy smile.

“Of course not,” I say, stroking his hair. “Sam obviously liked it, so what’s the problem?”

We’ve split into pairs, Sam with Ben, me with Eliot. We begin to undress each other. Pretty soon we’re all naked. There’s no rush; we’ve got all morning. It feels great just lying here with nothing on. I put my arm round Eliot’s shoulder. Man! He is so cute, like a very pretty doll. Only he’s not a doll, he’s a real live boy and right now he’s all mine. Our lips meet; he kisses beautifully, our tongues engaged in a full-scale wrestling match. He might have only been doing it for a few days but it’s like he was born to it. I guess he was. He reaches across and starts playing with my cock. His touch is electrifying. I return the favour; his little dick feels like steel covered in satin. Oh yeah! He pulls away, giving me a sexy grin. He quickly licks his way down my body. Moments later he’s got my cock in his mouth, sucking it right down to the base, his tongue working all over it. Fuck! It’s no wonder the older boys at his school liked it so much; you couldn’t do it better than he does.

“Easy!” I coo. “I don’t want to cum yet.”

He gently lets me go, thoroughly licking the head of my cock before finally releasing it. A few feet away, on the other side of the den, Sam’s got Ben all over him. It seems Sam’s not really into kissing; he looks awkward and uncomfortable; somehow it was what I expected. Eliot and I swap over. His hot little spike feels so good in my mouth. I take the KY from my shorts and start to work some into his perfect little bum. There’s no protest at all, quite the opposite, in fact. He puts his hand on my head, urging me to give him more. My fingers jab at his prostate.

“Ohhhh!” he gasps, his cock twitching in my mouth.

He’s ready. I get him onto all fours just like I do with Ben. I smear KY over my dick and crawl in behind him, guiding it onto his bum-hole. I’m ready for this. I bummed him at half past seven last night. It’s now ten thirty in the morning; that’s fifteen hours without cumming. One hard push and I’m inside him.

“Oh, Toby!!” he moans. “Oh, do it, Toby! Bum me!!”

I glance across at the other two. They’re snuggled up, their eyes glued to the show we’re giving them. I start off nice and slow, bumming Eliot with long, steady thrusts. After a few seconds, Ben moves across, kneeling in front of Eliot so his cock’s right in the kid’s face. Dirty little sod! I never thought he’d do that! Eliot swallows it greedily, not that I’d have expected him to do anything else.

“Don’t move,” I say to Ben. “Let me do the work.”

Within a few seconds I’m into my stride, fucking Eliot’s arse just the way he likes it. Sam’s lying there watching us, or at least I think he is. Suddenly a finger slides up my bum. FUCK!!! I never felt anything like it! Without even thinking about it I’m pounding into Eliot like a jack-hammer. Everything explodes. I’m so dizzy I hardly know where I am, my spunk squirting over and over into Eliot’s bum. Man, I am out of it! I don’t know if Ben or Eliot has dry-cummed or not; I hardly even care. With a supreme effort I ease my way out and collapse on the ground, gasping like I’ve had a heart attack. Shit! That came right out of the blue! What a gas!

I’ve no idea how long it is till I’m back thinking straight, five minutes, maybe longer, Eliot’ snuggled right up to me.

“Did you cum,” I whisper, feeling a little guilty.

Mmmm!!” he responds, grinning and nodding vigorously. “Sam wanked me off. And Ben cummed in my mouth; he didn’t squirt though.”

Fuck! So Sam was busy with both hands!

“You okay?” Sam asks quietly.

Yeah,” I say. “Man, that was unreal! When you stuck your finger up, it was like you’d plugged me into the mains or something. I was out of control, man! I didn’t know what I was doing.”

“Sorry,” he says. “I didn’t expect you to react like that.” He smiles at Ben. “Come on, it’s our turn now.”

Ben gets onto all fours, just like he does for me. I guess Sam must like doing him that way too. I’m just going to lie here and watch; I haven’t the energy to do anything else. Sam lubes himself up and moves in close. One hard thrust and he’s got it in, maybe the first couple of inches. He steadies himself then slowly drives the rest of his cock right up Ben’s arse. We move closer to get a better view. I can’t believe how much Ben’s hole’s stretched to take Sam’s cock. That must have been what mine looked like when Mr. Atkinson was bumming me. Moments later Sam’s into it, giving Ben’s arse a real pounding. Ben’s moaning and gasping, begging him to do it even harder, pushing his hips back to get every last millimetre. Fuck! Sam was right; Ben’s so shy and quiet you’d never dream he was like that.

I lie on my back, my head right under Ben’s tummy. The sight of Sam’s big cock slamming into him is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I reach up to play with Ben’s cock; he goes wild, bucking like a wild animal, his cock jerking between my fingers. Sam’s going wild too, holding Ben round the thighs as he unloads up the kid’s bum. After several seconds he carefully pulls out. Ben’s hole begins to close. Suddenly it twitches sharply, a jet of spunk squirting out and trickling down his legs. Fuck! Sam cummed in Eliot’s mouth less than an hour ago; he’s just given him loads! Man, that is hot!

There’s still no hurry. We spend the next hour just, well, enjoying being there together. Finally we get back into our clothes and make our way out of the woods.

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

Sunday morning and it’s back into the routine. Sam and I gather with the other boys for our canoe lesson. Jake and Tom were here last week. They’re both thirteen and not bad. There’s another thirteen year old who arrived yesterday; I haven’t got his name yet. Neil and Stephen also arrived yesterday; they’re both twelve and in our dorm. I’m the only eleven year old, the same as I was last week. That doesn’t bother me; last week Jake and Tom were a bit in front of me, but I could beat everyone else, and when it came to capsizing the canoe then righting it again, I was better than anyone.

Matt gives us a full safety briefing then we’re on the water. For the first hour I work with Jake, Tom and Alistair, the other thirteen year old while Matt looks after the beginners. Alistair only got here yesterday, but he’s canoed before. He’s okay. It’s a gas! They’re all bigger than me, of course, stronger too; I have to work very hard to keep up with them. But I make sure they have to work flat out to stay ahead of me; there’s no way they’re going to want to get beaten by an eleven year old!

At the end of it I’m pretty well pooped. That’s the hardest I’ve worked since we finished Rugby training back before Easter; my arms feel like they’re going to fall off. Matt gets us together while we have a short break, then puts the experienced paddlers to work with the beginners. I work with Sam, showing him what to do. He’s not bad, considering he’s only just started, but he can’t paddle as hard as I can. I think that’s because his arms are so skinny. He has trouble righting the canoe after he’s capsized it too; Matt says it’s because he’s tall and not very supple. But it’s cool; we’re mates and we’re having fun.

As the time approaches half past eleven we bring the boats to the side and lift them out of the water.

Well done, lads,” Matt says, smiling broadly. “You’ve all done really well, especially the beginners. Right, off you go; I’ll see you all tomorrow.”

As we’re about to leave, Matt and Jake start taking the canoes into the boat shed.

“Want any help?” Sam asks.

No thanks,” Matt replies. “Jake and I have got it covered.”

I’m glad he said that; my arms are still aching from all the paddling I’ve done. We stroll off towards the main building.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Sam asks, giving me a wry grin.

“What ----?” I begin.

Then it clicks. I wasn’t but I am now! Jake helped to put the boats away every day last week; it’s been going on the whole time and I never realised! Man! I’m losing my touch!”

I reckon Matt must be fucking the shit out of him,” Sam says quietly.

I just know he’s right. When it’s his turn to supervise our evening showers, Matt’s a lot more conscientious than any of the other group leaders; I’d never even thought about it. Wow, that is hot!

I wouldn’t mind getting in on that,” Sam continues, “Jake’s cute. What about you?”

Yeah, maybe,” I say.

Dunno how we’d do it though,” he says, “seems like he wants to keep Jake to himself.”

“Leave it to me,” I say, grinning at him.

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

Sex with Ben is as hot as it always is. I have him on his back; he really likes taking it like that. As we make our way back to lunch I’m the calmest and happiest I’ve ever been. We stroll into the main building. Jake’s standing by the door.

“Well done this morning,” he says, grinning at me. Sam’s right; he is very cute.

“Yeah, and you!” I say, smiling back.

“Who’s that?” Ben asks as we walk on down the corridor.

Jake; he’s in the canoe class. He’s okay.”

I’m not going to tell him the rest of it; right now he doesn’t need to know. It might even freak him out. It brings my mind back to what happened earlier. It all came as such a surprise I wasn’t thinking properly. Right now I’m having second thoughts about the whole thing. When Sam said he didn’t know how we’d do it, I told him to leave it to me because, well, that’s just the sort of challenge I like. Thinking about it now, I’m not sure I want to.

“Ben,” I say quietly, “I need to get something from the dorm; I’ll see you down here in ten minutes, okay?”

I hurry off upstairs. Fortunately the dorm’s empty. I flop down on my bed and try to get my thoughts together. Do I really want to have sex with Matt? If we go through with this, I’m pretty sure that’s what’ll happen. So what’s the problem? Partly it’s the age difference. Matt’s twenty, nearly twice as old as me. I know I’ve been with Piers who’s a lot bigger than me and has a massive cock, but he’s still a boy. Matt’s not; he’s a man. The only man I’ve had sex with is Mr. Atkinson, and I don’t want to go down that road again. But would having sex with Matt be the same as it was with Mr. Atkinson? Well, now that I think about it, I don’t think it would. For one thing, although Mr. Atkinson was a great teacher and only in his mid-twenties, he was a bit flabby and not what you’d call good-looking. Matt’s hot; he might be an adult, but he’s hot.

That’s not the main thing though. When I went with Mr. Atkinson, it was like he was going to fuck me anyway; he didn’t care whether I wanted it or not. Then he sort of blackmailed me into letting him carry on. That was the really horrible part; what I wanted didn’t matter. I’d hate it if it was like that with Matt. So would it or wouldn’t it? Well, Jake always seems happy, smiling and having a laugh. From what we saw today I’d say that he loves going with Matt. There’s something else too; Matt was checking us out while we were in the showers, but as far as I know he’s not made a move on anyone. I know Jake was canoeing here last year. I’m guessing that they must have hooked up then. It’s hard to be sure, but it looks like it’s worth the risk. I’m going to do it.

I head back to the dining room feeling calm and settled again. ‘How to’ isn’t a problem. All I need to do is to get hold of Jake somewhere nice and quiet, tell him that Sam and I know what’s going on, and that we’d like to join in if they want us to. The problem is getting the opportunity.

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

The best way to get an opportunity to talk to Jake is to make sure I don’t miss one. When I’m not actually doing anything, I keep on the look-out for him. About half an hour before supper I spot him leaving the older boys’ dorm. Hmm! Is he going where I think he is? I follow a discreet distance behind. He goes into the boys’ room, just as I thought. I walk in behind him. He’s at one of the urinals with the front of his shorts pulled down. As luck would have it, we’ve got the place to ourselves. I go and stand next to him. I look across and grin, making no secret of what I’m doing. He grins back and shows me his dick. It’s already hard, about the same length as mine, but the head’s completely exposed and he’s got some sandy coloured pubes above it, though nowhere like as much as Sam’s got. I return the favour.

“Want some fun?” he whispers.

“Yeah!” I say, nodding my agreement.

We put our cocks away and head into one of the stalls. This is risky; someone could come in at any moment. We lock the door and quickly pull down each others’ shorts and pants.

You and Matt are doing this, aren’t you?” I whisper.

“You’re not going to say anything, are you?” he says, looking alarmed.

“No, man; it’s cool!” I say reassuringly. “So does he bum you?”

“Yeah,” he says nervously.

“It was Sam that picked up on it,” I tell him. “We do stuff together. He’s got a real big one. We’d like to join in if you’re into that.”

Dunno, I’ll have to ask Matt,” he says. “So does Sam bum you?”


I don’t tell him that he’s only done it once, but he doesn’t need to know that right now.

“Cool” he responds. “Can I bum you?”


I get out the lube and smear some over his cock.

Put some up my bum,” I whisper, handing it to him.

I bend over the toilet. He lubes me up. Moments later his cock goes right up me. It’s much smaller than I’m used to, but it’s long enough to reach my prostate, which is the main thing. I don’t want to cum in any case; I’ll be seeing Eliot after supper. It doesn’t take long; after barely a minute his little jets of spunk squirt into my bum. He waits for a few seconds then slowly pulls out.

That was cool, man!” he whispers. “I’m sure Matt will go for it when I tell him I’ve bummed you!”

We quickly pull up our shorts and we’re on our way.

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

Eliot’s unbelievable. This is only the fourth time I’ve fucked him, but it’s like he’s been doing it for years, even though he’s still beautifully tight. It’s been quite a day; I’m about ready for bed. I wander into the dorm. Sam’s there, on his own again.

“I’ve got it sort of arranged for tomorrow,” I tell him.

“Yeah?” he says.

I run him through what happened with Jake.

“Cool,” he says. “I guess we’ll just have to wait and see what happens.”

“Where’s Ben?” I ask.

“Watching telly, same as usual,” he says casually.

I wander off to find him. I’m not looking forward to this. If I’m going to have sex with Matt in the boat shed, I’m not going to be able to go with Ben before lunch. I could make an excuse, but that’s just not my style; I’m going to have to tell him. I find him exactly where Sam said he’d be. He seems to be watching without much interest. That’s good; at least it won’t be hard to get him away from it.

“Hi! I say quietly, smiling at him. “Come outside, I want to tell you something.”

We find a quiet spot and I run through what happened after the canoe lesson and about me speaking to Jake before supper.

So you’re going to do stuff with Matt?” he asks, his eyes widening.

“Well, if he wants us to we will,” I say quietly.

That’s cool, man!” he says. “Matt’s great.”

Suddenly his face falls. “Does that mean that we won’t be able to get together before lunch?” he asks.

Afraid so,” I say. “But I don’t want to miss going with you. If we get up early and get into breakfast as soon as it starts, we’ll have loads of time. We don’t have to be back until Steve gives out the announcements at ten past nine. Okay?”

“Yeah,” he says. He pauses for a second. “So can we do it like we did today? he whispers, giving me a cheeky grin. “I love it like that.”

“Of course we can!” I say, grinning back at him.

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

Sex with Ben is better than ever. Lying out there in the early morning sun, man that is way out! I guess I’m always pretty tired after my canoe class; I hadn’t really thought about it. Well, not this morning I’m not! I’ve had a full night’s sleep and I’m ready to go. I fuck him senseless and he loves every second of it. So he’s more than happy, which is great for both of us.

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

The canoe lesson’s coming to an end; it’s flown past. Last week a couple of the kids were pretty useless so Matt had to spend a lot of time helping them. We haven’t got anyone like that this week, which makes it much better. They’re all good kids too; it’s a gas just hanging out with them. Matt finally calls time. We bring the boats to the side and take them out of the water.

“Well done, everybody,” he says enthusiastically. “That was great. I think this is the best group I’ve ever had. Okay, we’ll do it all again tomorrow. Off you go and I’ll see you then!”

We get up to leave. Matt’s not said anything and neither has Jake. Shit; it looks like it’s not going to happen.

“Would you two like to help us put the boats away?” he asks, smiling.

“Yeah, sure!” I say, grinning back.

As the others disappear into the distance we begin loading the canoes into the shed. A bench runs right down the middle of the shed with racks on each side where the boats are stored, four on one side and four on the other. The job completed, Matt closes the door. He puts an arm round my shoulder, gently guiding me along the shed. He sits on the bench with me standing in front of him.

Well, Toby!” he whispers. “You are a surprise! Tough little rugby player, taking on a bully like Roderick, I never thought you’d be into this.” He pauses and smiles. “I like surprises like that,” he continues. “You’re gorgeous!”

He helps me off with my top while I kick off my shoes. My shorts follow, leaving me standing there just in my black swimming trunks. He runs his hand up between my legs and over the front of my trunks. His touch is fantastic.

“Beautiful!” he breathes, “and hard already! Oh, Toby! You’re something else!”

He gently eases them down my legs. I pull them off, standing in front of him completely naked.

Beautiful cock!” he coos. “Can you cum?”

“Yeah!” I say quietly.

He leans forwards and takes it into his mouth, sucking it very slowly, his strong hands gently massaging my back and running over my bum. Oh, yeah! This is what sex with an older guy should be like! I’m so steamed up I’m ready for anything he wants.

I glance to my left. Sam and Jake are on the far side of the bench, Jake kneeling on the floor licking Sam’s cock. They’re quite a contrast. Sam’s tall and so slim; Jake’s a little shorter, not fat, but much more athletic looking, with strong, muscular thighs and a firm, round bum, like Dominic’s only bigger.

Matt lets me go, smiling and licking his lips.

“Wow!” he breathes.

“My turn now!” I say, giving him a cheeky grin.

I quickly help him out of his clothes. Finally I pull down his trunks. His stiff cock jumps out at me; not as long as Piers’ but thicker. Man! This just gets better! He doesn’t even have to ask; I kneel in front of him and take it into my mouth, sucking down on it till it touches the back of my throat.

Oh, Toby!” he groans. “Good boy! Oh! That’s wonderful! Man, you’re so sexy!”

He’s breathing starts to shorten; I could bring him off in a matter of seconds if I wanted to. I don’t. I slowly release his cock, giving the head a final licking before letting him go. I get to my feet. On the far side of the bench, Jake is bent over, about to get Sam’s cock inside him.

Look at those two!” I whisper in Matt’s ear.

He turns just as Sam lines himself up and pushes it in. Matt’s eyes are out on stalks.

Jake’s got a beautiful bum, hasn’t he?” I continue. “Sam’s going to love fucking that!”

What the Americans call a bubble-butt,” Matt says, grinning and stroking my hair.

“Bubble-butt!” I repeat, giggling. I’ve never heard the expression before but it describes it perfectly.

Sam’s got an unbelievable cock for a twelve year old,” Matt says. “Jake will love having that up him! Do you like that?”


“Cool! Does he cum a lot?”

“Yeah, loads!”

He sits down again, leaning forwards to swallow my cock. He gently massages between my thighs, slowly working his hand higher and higher till his middle finger touches my bum-hole. As I expected, he’s got his own KY. He quickly lubes up his finger and pushes it in. I flex my knees slightly, sitting back on it so it touches my prostate. Oh yeah!

“Are you going to bum me?” I ask.

“Are you okay with that?” he asks. “You don’t have to.”

“Yeah, you’re cool,” I say, grinning at him. “I like being bummed.”

I get into position, bending over the bench, feet apart, shoulders down low. I grin at Jake, a few feet to my left. Sam’s fucking him stupid, not that I expected any different. Matt works some more lube into me then moves in close. He pushes hard. I relax; the head goes right inside me. Wow!

You okay?” Matt asks.

“Yeah, push it in, man!” I tell him.

He holds me round the thighs, steadily pushing into me till his body’s pressed tight against my bum. Man! That is good! He slowly pulls back till only the head is left inside me then thrusts right in again, driving over my prostate on the way through. My cock twitches like crazy.

“Ooooh!” I moan.

“Was that good?” he breathes.


Within seconds he’s right into it, fucking me long and hard. Oh yeah! There’s no let up, not even for a moment. The best fuck ever? Better than Sam, better than Piers? Hard to say, but he’s right up alongside them. On the other side of the bench Sam’s pounding Jake’s arse, his fingers wrapped around the kid’s cock. Jake’s groaning, gasping for breath. His dick jerks wildly, little drops of watery cum splattering over the bench.

Aaaaarrrggghhh!!!” Sam moans, shooting his spunk deep into Jake’s bum. Man, that is hot!

“Play with my cock!” I gasp.

No, man” Matt responds. “I wanna suck you off!”

He bums me even harder, his breathing harsh and uneven.

“Here it cums, kid!” he rasps. “Oh! Ohh! Nnnnngggg!!!!”

His cock rears up, almost lifting me off my feet, spunk flooding into me like he just turned a tap on. Oh fuck! That was unreal!

After a few seconds he gently pulls out. He spins me round, his warm wet mouth enveloping my cock. I’m so close I cum almost immediately, my spunk squirting into his mouth. At the same moment I let go a huge fart; I just can’t help it, Matt’s cum squirting out and running down my legs. Finally he lets me go. He looks up, smiling and licking his lips.

“Oh, Toby!” he whispers. “That was unbelievable! Turn round!”

I do as he says. His tongue laps at my legs, licking up the spunk, gradually moving higher and higher. Sucking me was one thing, but I’d never have believed he’d do this.

“Let it go!” he says.

I push out another fart, sending more spunk spluttering out of my bum. Jake’s positioned himself in front of me, resting his hands on one of the canoe racks. His bum-hole twitches, Sam’s spunk leaking out of him. Shit! I don’t believe this; that’s what he wants me to do! It’s not something I’d even considered, but I don’t want to bottle out. I examine it closely; it looks clean. I put my tongue on it; it tastes of Sam. I start to lick it up. Behind me, Matt’s tongue is right on my hole. I push out more of his spunk without even thinking about it. He works his tongue right inside, licking up every last drop. I’m getting closer too, my eyes homing in on Jake’s bum, bright red from all the action it’s been getting. Fuck! If Matt can do it, so can I! I push my tongue right into him, licking out the last of Sam’s spunk. Man, I’ve done some wild stuff over the past year, but this beats everything!

0 o 0 o 0 o 0

Sam and I leave the boat shed and slowly make our way back.

“You looked like you were enjoying that,” I comment, grinning.

Yeah, it was cool” Sam says. “I’d rather do it with you though; Jake’s had too many big ones up him.”

It’s no surprise; Jake is very cute. Sandy coloured hair a little shorter than mine, freckles, sparkling blue eyes and the cheekiest smile you ever saw. Oh, and a bubble-butt; you couldn’t forget that. And that’s now; a few years ago he must have had the older boys all over him. I wonder how long he’s been getting bummed. Three years? Even longer maybe, like Eliot. Now what a kid he is! Nine years old, I’ve bummed him already and when he gets back to school he’s going to get his friend Martin’s. Told me he’s looking forward to it, the sexy little sod.

“Yeah, well maybe we’ll do that tomorrow,” I suggest. “They can watch.”

“Cool,” he says. “Fucked the shit out of you, didn’t he?”

“Yeah, it was hot, man!” I say.

He doesn’t mention what happened afterwards; I get the feeling that he wasn’t into that. We reach the main building.

“I’m going to crash out for a bit,” he says. “Are you meeting Ben?”

“Yeah, not that I’m going to be doing much,” I tell him. “See you later!”

When I get to the big oak tree, Ben’s there waiting for me. I flop down next to him.

“So how was it?” he asks, smiling.

“Hot, man,” I say, grinning back.

“We can still go to the woods, can’t we?” he asks.

Yeah, if you want,” I say, shrugging. “I won’t be able to do a lot though.”

“Yeah, that’s cool,” he says.

We make our way to the den. Suddenly we’re lying on the grass, both still fully dressed, kissing and stroking each other; I don’t even know how we got there. Man, I love this kid! If there was one I could pick to have with me the whole time, it’d have to be him. Unfortunately, it’s not going to happen; at the end of this week he’ll go on his way and I’ll go on mine. It’s always the way, isn’t it? The one thing you really want is the one you can’t have. Ian’s pretty cute but he won’t be half as good as Ben.

Ben untangles himself and gets up on his knees, quickly pulling down his shorts and underpants. He moves in close, waving his hard spike in my face.

“You can do that for me!” he says, grinning.

Oh, I can do that all right! I suck right down on it. He holds my head, fucking my mouth like there was no tomorrow. Man! I wish he could cum! I want to taste his spunk as it squirts onto my tongue. He can’t, of course; it’ll be a while before he’s able to do that. He starts to gasp, tightening his grip on my head. A moment later his cock springs into life jamming itself against the roof of my mouth. Oh, yeah! Very slowly he pulls away, sinking back till he’s sitting on his heels.

“Thanks!” he says, giving me another sexy smile.

I grab him and pull him over on top of me, our mouths meeting in another fantastic kiss.