Date: Sun, 7 Jul 2013 11:01:53 -0700 (PDT) From: Clay Andrews Subject: Out On The Boat This story is fiction. If you don't like stories about young kids exploring boyhood and doing what all 12 and 13 year old boys do, then this isn't a story for you. Out On The Boat It was a beautiful summer day. My father and I were sailing in our little Sabbot 10 sailboat. The breeze was gentle, but enough to keep us moving. We talked off and on. Nothing interesting or exciting but really, we just enjoyed the views of the marshland and coastal estuaries that we were sailing around. The sun would go behind the blue sail of our boat from time to time cooling me off, but when the sun hit me, it got warm quickly. Sometimes I'd bob my hand in the water just to cool off. After about an hour of sailing we decided it was time to head back to the dock and end the day. We were still a mile or so away from the dock, but as our boat slowly sailed on, we began to approach a boat that was up on the marsh a bit. It was tucked away a bit, so it wasn't too obvious, but you could tell there was a boat there. Within moments, we were upon it, and there, on the boat were my two good buddies Justin and Kevin. They had their shirts off and they were sitting side by side, reading something. Justin was looking down. The stealthiness of the sailboat completely startled them and they looked surprised as we passed by. I innocently yelled out: "Hey guys!" not realizing they almost seemed embarrassed and completely awkward. As the sailboat moved away, I looked back again, and it almost looked like Justin was pulling up his bathing suit. I let it go... but I never forgot. As I got older, I started to wonder what those two boys were doing on that boat. Were they just hanging out talking? What were they reading and why were they tucked away in the marsh? Well now you will know... Justin arrived at Kevin's front door at 8:55 a.m. and just minutes before swimming lessons started. Kevin, 12 years old, knew that swimming lessons at his age were a complete waste of time, but Justin was insistent upon taking the life guard class so he could "save a hot girl" someday. The boys, dressed in only bathing suits, with towels over their shoulders walked down to the docks and made it just in time for the instructor to order the kids in the water. Everyone jumped in, making various degrees of splashes, but all the kids let out yelps once they came to the surface for air. "It's so cold!" shouted Kevin. The 30 minute class proceeded as usual, and after the class, a few kids laid out on the dock to dry and warm-up. "Let's go out on my boat for a little bit," said Kevin. "I snagged some magazines from the old man." Justin, barely moved, until he heard the word "magazines" and knew what that was about. "Yeah, okay. Sounds good," said Justin. The two boys jumped in the water, this time less concerned with the temperate, and awkwardly swam to Kevin's boat. They were trying to swim against he current, with one hand out of the water holding their towels. Once they got to the boat, they threw their towels in and climbed aboard, dripping water all over. Justin pulled the anchor while Kevin captained the boat out of the harbor. Once outside of the channel marker, he took to a faster speed to get to their final destination as fast as possible. In the distance were other boats and sailboats enjoying the day, including one of their buddies, who sailed a boat with a blue sail. Kevin knew right where to go, a private marsh area that didn't have much boat traffic, but also a good place to rest the boat while they enjoyed their magazines. Once the boat was in place, Kevin opened the cabinet under the seat, and out fell three Hustler magazines. The boys grabbed them and immediately began to look through each and every picture. "Check her out!" said Justin, with a bulge already growing in his bathing suit. "She's got a nasty snatch," he said laughing. Kevin also found himself getting excited, while he looked at girls with huge boobs and hairy pussys. Clearly the boys had done this before, because without any warning or announcement, Kevin began to pull down his bathing suit just enough for his boy boner to spring out. He was completely hard, about 4" circumcised, with a tiny patch of pubic hair above his hard dick. Again, without an announcement, he began to stroke his dick gently. Justin, noticed that Kevin was already exposed, took a quick look around to make sure there weren't any boats around, and then also pushed his suit down to his ankles. His hard cock, curved to the right, was ready for fun. It was pink, with a purple circumcision line across the shaft. He had less pubic hair than Kevin, but the sizes of their dicks were very similar. Justin took hold of his hard member, using his thumb and the two closest fingers to his thumb and began his rhythmic massage up and down quickly. Kevin was jerking off quickly too and soon got up and moved to the edge of the boat. Once he stood, his bathing suit dropped to his knees revealing his tight ball sack. Kevin's body was tan and smooth. No hair on his body except for the hair on his head and the little patch above dick. His dick was hard as a rock, a nice sized dick head. His chest was tight and sleek. His nipples, pink, and erect. It didn't take long before Kevin announced: "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" He leaned over the edge of the boat, and shot his cum right into the water. Three nice squirts and the rest was dribble. Justin watched. He dropped his left hand to his balls and held on to them while he rubbed his dick. Justin's eyes bounced from Kevin's body, to the magazine, to his own cock. Kevin backed away from the edge of the boat, "Shit, that felt good," he said. Kevin started moving from the back of the boat to the bow, kicking off his suit, his dick bouncing a bit. Justin watched. At the bow of the boat, Kevin's back was to Justin. Now Justin could see Kevin's white ass, as Kevin bent over to check the anchor. As he leaned over to check the anchor, his cheeks opened, showing his pink hole. Kevin's sack also slightly visible. Kevin then turned around, his dick at half mast, and said: "hurry up and finish before we get caught." Justin started to rush his session, closing his eyes, to stay focused. He remained seated while Kevin made his way from the bow of the boat to the middle. He pulled up his bathing suit, now covering his almost limp penis. He picked up one of the magazines and put it on his lap. He watched Justin for a moment continue to masturbate. All of a sudden, out of no where, was another boat! A big blue sail was almost on them. Justin scrambled to cover his boner, while Kevin moved away from Kevin, still holding the magazine. It all happened so quickly. Justin could see it was his buddy with his Dad, who shouted out: "Hey guys!" As the sailboat moved away, Justin quickly pulled up his bathing suit. "Let's get out of here," said Kevin. "What do we tell him we were doing?" asked Justin. "Nothing, he won't ask and he'll never know were doing. It's fine man, he has no idea and he'll never think about it again" The End Love your thoughts at claycamper@yahoo.com