Date: Sat, 18 Aug 2012 12:36:44 -0700 From: Ian Bridge Subject: Summer House in the Hamptons 7 *Warning: The following story contains sexual content, and contact between young twelve year old boy's. If the subject matter offends you; is not to your tastes, or is not legal for you to read; then please find another place to be. Another Story By; About A Boy / This Boy's Life *Last Chapter recap: The two twelve year old boys, new friends Danny and Nick, had spent a the night aboard Nick's parents sailboat, enjoying some 'private' exploration. In the morning, another younger boy excitedly showed them some condoms that he had swiped. Ever curious, the boys 'loosely' tried them out in a curious J/O session. Summer House In The Hamptons Chapter Seven / Conclusion It had been a fun morning already. In fact, the whole vacation here in the Hamptons had been a really cool one for me. I mean wow... I had expected to spend the week here, mostly with my parents; just doing the usual fun but boring vacation stuff. I never thought I would meet up with another boy who would share similar interests as me. By that, I don't just mean being sexually curious; what boy isn't after all? I mean a boy who was actually into, well, other boys. I hadn't even been sure myself, what kind of boy I was up to this point. But from the first time I had seen Nick, sitting on the edge of the pier, with his long blond hair hanging down freely on his deeply tanned shoulders, and dangling his bare feet out over the water; I knew my interests were pretty open minded. From that point on, there had been strange stirrings growing within me. I know, I know; most boys my age become very curious about their bodies. We have just entered the new territory of puberty, and pretty much find ourselves with regular hard ons... Our curiosity is as insatiable as our unexpected boners. But lets face it, at this age boys are just more comfortable around other boys; and it's only natural that our curiosities are explored with each other. At least to some extent. But for me, it just seemed like it was more than that. I mean, I don't know for crying out loud, I'm just a twelve year old kid. I may wake up tomorrow and suddenly start a lifelong quest for girls.... Na, not likely. I mean, when Nick had showed me those nudist magazines, there were all kinds of naked people pictured in there. And sure, it was intriguing to see people of both sexes nude like that. But I kept looking at the boys. Their young lithe bodies, the soft gentle curves of their buttocks. There was that natural V groove that formed the lower abdomen, starting above the hips and tapering boyishly down toward their tender boy bits. Does that just look totally awesome or what..? And when Nick and I found that website, where it actually showed boys with erections.... Oh shit, I knew I was all in at that point. So... Here we are, sitting in the back seat of my parents SUV. They had just picked me and Nick up from the Marina, and we were heading into town to poke around a little. I glanced over at Nick, who was staring out the window toward the beach as we drove past. My eyes drifted down to the smooth bareness of his legs just below his board shorts. His satin skin had a tender sheen to it; and my eyes wandered slowly all the way down his hairless rounded calves to his small, shapely feet. He had slipped out of his flip flops, and after watching him for a moment; I slid my bare foot over and softly rested my soul on top of his richly tanned foot. The feeling of contact sent a warm shiver through me; and Nick of course turned his head to look at me. Smiling, he looked down at my barefoot, resting on top of his. He wiggled his toes, to acknowledge the contact; and then he glanced up at my lap. "Dude..." He whispered so only I could hear him, and he nodded toward my groin. Oh shit... I was sitting there with a full blown erection, tenting out my thin board shorts. Had my mom turned around, she surely would have seen the obvious lump, protruding there. With a flash of embarrassment, I crossed my hands over it; hiding my bulging boyhood. Nick chuckled alongside of me, and I wanted to punch him playfully on the arm; but at the moment I didn't have a free hand. Finally we reached the little village. It was kind of quaint; and it had an old feel to it, like some sea port town from the past. There were neat little antique shops, art galleries, and gift shops and such. It was a touristy kind of place, and the four of us wandered around, poking into stores and generally just looking at things. A couple of hours passed, and finally my dad suggested we get a bite to eat. We found a small little burger joint with an outdoor dining area, on a deck that overlooked the water; so we sat out there in the pleasant afternoon breeze. We were sitting there munching on our burgers, when I felt Nick rubbing his foot against mine under the table. I looked over at him; his face alight with a playful grin. I was telling my parents about how fun it had been to sleep on the sailboat that night; and all of a sudden Nick's foot groped my crotch below the table. I lurched a bit; prompting my mom to ask if I was ok. I'm so sure... My mom looking right at the bewildered look on my face; Nicks toes gently squeezing my boy parts, with him trying desperately not to burst out laughing. It was totally awkward; and a total hoot... For the next ten minutes, we each secretly exchanged foot rubbings, and fondled each other just under the table, out of sight of my parents. At one point, my dad was talking to Nick, and I took that opportunity to pay him back; shoving my toes up under the bottom edge of his board shorts, and rubbing directly against his tender boy sac. Nick did all he could to keep a calm face. But my toes were relentless against his genitals, as he talked to my dad. He chanced to look over at me, as if to secretly say, 'stop it', but I only grinned, and then opened my mouth to display a load of chewed up food to him. Ya, I'm twelve... After lunch we strolled the boardwalk for a little while, Nick and me trailing a ways behind my folks. We laughed, and giggled at our little antics. I'm sure my parents must have thought we were being silly; and we were of course, because that's what kids do, right?! All in all it was a fun afternoon, and we stopped in at an ice cream shop just before we left, to enjoy some waffle cones filled with our favorite flavors. We left the shop, licking at the melting ice cream before it dripped down and rolled over our fingers. Nick was watching me intently, as my tongue lapped around the scoops of blueberry ice cream; and he gave me a smile and a curious look. He leaned in close to whisper to me. "I wish that was my dick you were licking." He whispered, with a little giggle. My eyes went wide and I looked sharply at him. Was he just being funny, or was he really thinking about such a thing. He smiled again, and than ran his tongue around his own scoop of ice cream somewhat suggestively; leaving a streak of melted cream on his tongue; which he displayed proudly to me. I had never even thought about that kind of thing. I mean, sure I've heard older kids talk about blow jobs; and I had figured out what they were and stuff. But I never gave it a thought about actually doing it, or having it done to me. It was as if Nick had lighted a fuse in me. The thought continued to burn in my mind as we walked back to the car. When we got to the parking lot, my dad insisted that we all finished our cones before we got into the SUV; not wanting us to drip onto the seats. Nick and I leaned against the back bumper as we finished off our ice cream. He looked over at me again, and with another sly grin, he playfully wiggled his ice cream coated tongue at me again. I smiled back at him, glanced over to be sure my parents weren't looking; and then made a playful show of sucking the ice cream off of my fingers, one at a time. Leaving us both giggling. When we had finished, we loaded up and dad headed the SUV back toward home, with Nick and me in the back seat again. My mom and dad were chatting away to each other in the front; and I slid over close to Nick, to whisper in his ear. "Dude... Were you serious about, you know, licking dicks and stuff?" I whispered closely into his ear. He glanced over at me with a look of pleasant surprise, and nodded his head; then he craned in close, and put his lips to my ear. "See if you can sleep over at my house tonight." He breathed; the warmth of his breath softly tickling my ear. "Mom, can I spend the night at Nick's?" I quickly spoke up. "Hmm? You boys have just spent the last two nights together. Don't you need a little break?" She suggested. "No..." Both of us stated emphatically at the same time. I heard my dad chuckle a little, and my parents glanced at each other with a smile. "Besides, then you and dad can have some 'alone time' with each other... Right?" I said with a little wink at my mom. "We'll see Danny..." She chuckled, and then she and my dad held hands across the console. When we got back home, we stopped at Nick's house first, planning to drop him off. His mom came outside; and much to our fortune, she invited my parents to come in, to relax and have some wine out on the deck. While the adults were doing that, Nick and I took the kite back out to the beach for awhile, to play our dive bomb game; trying to swoop the kite down low and send the other guy sprawling to the sand to avoid being beaned. We played for nearly an hour, running around and laughing happily. Apparently our folks were enjoying themselves quite a bit as well with the wine; because when Nick and I came back to the house, the parents had decided to have another bar-b-cue; and they had already decided that I could spend the night here with my friend. "Cool..." Nick and I high fived each other. Then Nick's mom suggested he go up and take a shower to get cleaned up before dinner. My mom, quick on the uptake, suggested I needed to bathe as well. Apparently two days without a shower was all I was allowed. Nick and I bounded upstairs to his bedroom, while the three parents fired up the grill, and opened up another bottle of wine. Nick and I grabbed fresh clothes, and went into the upstairs bathroom together. Hey, we're twelve. Showering together wouldn't be that unusual, even if they knew we were doing it. Nick and I stripped off our shorts, that's all we had been wearing; and after getting the water to our liking we clambered into the stall. At first, we just wanted to rinse off the grime, sweat and sand; but it didn't take long before I had lathered up a washcloth and offered to wash Nick's back. Well, I didn't really offer, I just started doing it. Our young flaccid boy parts, which had been flopping around loosely to that point; quickly rose to the occasion. We were simply playing around in the shower; having meaningless, but joyful fun with our pubescent bodies. Motivated by the excitement of it; it took only a few moments, and both Nick and I were eagerly soaping each other down; charitably washing, and then rewashing certain parts of each other's appendages. With our bodies generously slickened down with lather, I happily leaned forward into Nick; pulling our soapy torsos firmly against one another, and then I wiggled against him. It felt totally awesome; the warmth of wet slippery skin on skin. Our four and a half inch erections pressed between us, yet sliding around, and up and down as we wriggled and slid across each other. I wrapped my arms around Nick's back, still keeping the pretense of washing him. He giggled as he did the same to me; his hands rubbing all around my backside. My fingers found the crease of his buttocks, and I playfully spread him apart as I ran soapy hands over his firm mounds of flesh. "Ohhh.." he purred softly in my ear, as my fingers crept inward; washing deeply into his boy canyon. Nick's fingers seemed to mimic my own; and I could feel my own cheeks flare, and come together under his gentle ministrations. His soapy fingers randomly slid across my pink opening; sending a joyful shiver through me, and making my little grommet bunch up for a second, before relaxing with a pleasurable pulse. Our rigid tubes continued to slide between us and the joyful sensations caused me to moan quietly into Nick's soft neck. His fingers found my soft doughnut hole again, and I could feel my genitals pulse and twitch excitedly against our bellies as he rubbed on it. I have never felt, nor likely will again, such stimulating pleasure as I did right then. It wasn't serious; it was curious. It just felt so nice... Nick's fingers slid across my young anus once again; only this time he lingered there, and then rubbed his middle finger teasingly around the rim of the fleshy opening. "Do me too..." Nick begged. Happily I ran my fingers deep into his butt crack, and rubbed my fingertip over his warm rosebud. I wiggled it there a little, and then feeling a little curious, I started pressing into him a bit. It felt like his butthole was trying to swallow my finger; like a baby toothlessly sucking on a nipple. It seemed to pull me into the moist warmth of his private boy opening. I could feel his anus pulsing eagerly around my fingertip. "Holy shit..." he breathed joyfully. Then, as if wanting to share this new feeling; Nick pushed his finger up into my boy tunnel. I could feel my own wrinkled ring spasm around this welcomed intrusion. Resisting for only a moment; and then opening sensually to accept this new guest. "Ohgeezeeee...." I moaned, caught up in the pure youthful pleasure of it. With his hand on my rump, and his middle finger buried two knuckles deep in my sphincter, he began to pull me rhythmically into him, so that our hips bumped together in a humping motion. I copied, doing the same to him. "Umm, umm, umm, umm...." Our groins bumping and sliding on each other. "Oh shit Nick... Ohh shiiiitttt.... I'm gonna, gonna pop...." Bump, bump, bump; tingles.............. My anal opening clamped tightly around Nick's middle digit, and I could feel my hot boyseed rush up the tube from my nuts. My thighs were tight as a drum, and my stomach heaved inward, as if trying to help me expel my juices. And I came.... Amazed that I could feel the small warm gush flooding over my tummy, trapped between two naked and smooth boy bodies. Several clear, strong pulses... And then, just as my young penis stopped spitting up; Nicks warm gushers joined the pocket of gizz between us. I heard him moaning; I could feel him pulsing; I could feel his pink pucker squeezing tightly around my finger... It was friggen awesome.... The cool water from the shower continued to rain down on us, as we stood there, blindly leaning against each other; the numbness of orgasm slowly draining out of our young muscles. So many curiously wonderful sensations... It had been awesome. Unabashed boy play in the shower. Finally, almost reluctantly we finished rinsing the soap, and boy excretions from our young bodies. Getting out of the shower, Nick tossed a towel at me and we stood eyeing each other as we dried ourselves off; both of us smiling impishly at one another. A few minutes later we were dry and dressed. We could hear our parents down below, outside on the deck, laughing at some silly thing or another; and clad only in our shorts, we bounded down the stairs to join them out on the deck. The smell of grilling chicken wafted through the early evening air as it rolled off the grill. "Hey boys..." My dad greeted us with a warm smile. My mom, and Nick's mom were laughing again, at whatever conversation they were engaged in. Nick and I grabbed some soda's from the cooler sitting there on the deck. We sprawled out on deck chairs in the warmth of the setting sun; engulfed in the wonderful smells rising lazily from the bar-b-cue grill. Before long, we were savoring the grilled meat, and munching corn on the cob. Our mom's had made up a nice salad as well; and we hungrily stuffed our faces. The meal, and our previous boy play, had left us full and content. Nick and I hung around for awhile after eating, listening to our parents talk. They seemed to really enjoy each other's company; and had become fast friends in the short time they had known each other. A little later, we all went for a long stroll on the beach, as twilight slowly set in around us. Nick and I would run ahead, picking up bits and pieces from the sand; and then generally tossing them back into the water, or at each other. After a time, our walk took us back to their summer house, and after cleaning up the dinner mess, my parents said their goodnights; loading into the SUV to drive back up to our place, less than a mile up the beach. My mom had had given me an extra big kiss goodnight, always embarrassingly stupid; and I figured the wine had played a role here. I waved to them as they drove off, and after saying goodnight to Nick's mom; Nick and me hurried upstairs to his bedroom for the night. We were both pretty much thinking the same thing of course; and in moments we were both lying naked on top of his bed, paging through the last of the nudist magazines that his cousin had given him. This was the newest one, and he hadn't really spent much time looking through it yet. There were lots of nudist families, and a host of boys in this one. We paged through, gazing almost dreamily at the various naked boys, all engaged in one activity or another. "Most of these boys have foreskins." Nick commented, as he fingered his fleshy length. "Ya... I think most of these nudist places are in other countries, like France and stuff." I guessed. "I suppose." Nick commented, as he looked down at my uncircumcised spike. "So how come your not? Trimmed, I mean." Nick questioned, still looking at mine. "I'm not sure, really." I answered, looking down, and pulling my loose skin with my fingers. "My parents just decided to leave it go." Nick shifted around, and moved his face down really close to my boy bits. "I like the way it looks." He remarked, as he studied it with great interest. I was beginning to plump up a bit with the attention. He reached out his hand toward it, and I moved my fingers away, letting him have it. Nick squeezed gently on the tip; tugging the loose skin forward to see how much there was. He giggled playfully, and then diddled the wrinkled flesh with his finger; making it flip flop back and forth. "That tickles..." I told him. He smiled at me, and then tugged my skin back the other way, watching intently as it rolled back over itself, slowly peeling off my glans. My reddish, purple tip was exposed, and the little pee slit seemed to smile at him. "Look... " I said with a grin, "It wants to kiss you..." Then I jutted my hips up off the bed, pushing my penis toward his face. It surprised Nick, and he giggled as the end of my penis brushed the tip of his nose. He looked up at me with a curious smile. Then, with his fingertips still holding my mostly stiff dong; he repeatedly opened and closed the pee slit, and pretending it was a mouth, he began talking in a high pitched girly voice. "Hi..." My dick seemed to say. My name is Danny the Bananny... Do you want to kiss me?" He mouthed the words like a ventriloquist, as my slit opened and closed. I started laughing, and Nick giggled boyishly along with me. "No seriously..." He mouthed, moving my piss slit again, "Do you want to kiss me..." "Only if it's a French kiss..." I added, suggestively. Nick looked up at me again, with a very mischievous expression on his face. "Ok..." He said, looking back at 'Danny the Bananny', "But no funny business now..." He chuckled. With that, Nick leaned in closely and with a timid touch he gently kissed the head of my penis. He looked back up at me quickly with a bashful smile. I grinned back at him. "What about the French kiss part?" I urged. Nick raised his eyebrows, and then turned back toward my penis. "You asked for it..." He said, and boldly he leaned in again, this time touching his warm wet tongue softly onto the tip of my glans. I rolled my eyes back at the moist tenderness of it. "Don't be shy." I said in the high pitched voice of 'Danny the Bananny'. "Come on, really kiss me..." Nick smiled with resolve, and this time he moved forward, wetly kissing and tonguing the end of my dick. It was awesome. My hips flinched with delight at the contact; and as Nick sensed my enjoyment, he took my boy tube deep, and wetly into his mouth. His tongue slithered around it, as he sucked and swirled around my stiff shaft. "Holy shit...." I breathed as he suctioned my tube. Nick pulled off me then, and with his fingers he slid my foreskin back and forth over my spit slickened knob. "Oh geeeze..." I moaned, and his wet lips sucked on my loose foreskin. He skinned me back again and took the whole of my shaft into his warm mouth; almost masturbating me with his lips. I squirmed with delight under him for a long minute or two. He pulled off again, and this time he lowered his head to nestle his nose and lips on my loose soft scrotum. It was wild, as he began licking at my sac. My penis twitched again at the pleasure Nick was inflicting. He continued for several minutes, before pulling off and moving his face up near mine. "Well?" He said with a questioning grin. "What was it like? Did you like it?" I returned the smile and a definite nod. "I'll show you..." I said, as I shifted around as he had done. My arm over his waist, and my head in close to his groin. I got in close, and sniffed in his scent; rubbing my nose softly, and teasingly around his genitals. Already Nick was enjoying it, as my soft breath whispered over his boy bits. I spread his legs a little, and moved in over his balls; still breathing in his sweet, uniquely boyish smell. I gotta' tell you, this was exciting me as much as it was Nick. Pulling back, I glanced at his face. His eyes were closed, and a smile was perched on his lips. I could see a pearly drop of precum forming at the tip of his youthful erection. I touched my finger to the sticky gel; sniffed at it, and then licked it from my fingertip. Whoa.... Nothing like I had expected. I thought it would be bitter, somewhat nasty. Instead, it was almost sweet in a way. Unusual, surprisingly appealing. I squeezed his young tube up from the base. I was rewarded with another honey like drop forming on at his tip. This time I lapped at it, taking it directly from his glans. Nick's dick twitched as my wet tongue washed his head. Warm, wet, wildly exciting. Realizing now that this was all good; I smothered his cocklet with my mouth, savoring the flavor of boy skin. I sucked, and pulled on it with my lips. Nick moaned pleasurably, and the sounds stimulated me. Nick's hand found the round globe of my butt cheek. Whether on purpose, or by accident as he squirmed around, it didn't matter. His fingers cupped my rump; squeezing and gently spreading me, as I continued to suck on him like a melting popsicle. After a moment, I felt his saliva wetted finger push into my boy hole. It teased and aroused me, and I renewed my efforts on his falis. This was all so erotic to me, and it went on for many minutes. Finally I felt Nick pull against my thigh, shifting me so that I was lying on top of him. And then to my great delight, I felt his wet mouth encompass my boy shaft once again. We both wriggled about, feeling the growing pangs burning deep within our loins. I began to masturbate him, while still sucking and licking on the end of his boyish glans. both of us squirmed, and moaned. "Cumming... I'm.... Cum....." Nick's words trailed off as I felt his body go tense. His first squirt pulsed into my mouth, and I pulled off, wanting to feel his sticky boy lotion on my skin. His next clear dispatch, splattered warmly on my face, followed rapidly by the next. I rubbed his slimy cock over my lips and nose; stroking his wet glans against my cheek. It was so totally hot that my own body leaped over the edge and without warning I inseminated the inside of Nick's mouth. I almost screamed out with pleasure, and Nick must have enjoyed the way I did him, because he pulled my dick out of his mouth, and let me squirt my remaining ejaculate right on his face; which he then swirled around, using my dick like a paintbrush. I collapsed on top of him, my young balls had nothing left to offer. Finally I moved around so we lay face to face, giggling and wide eyed with youthful enthusiasm. "Was that awesome or what..?" Nick breathed. "My vote is with awesome." I whispered back. Neither of us had even thought about doing the things we had done. We just kind of did them, caught up in the rush of excited boy play. "Holy shit that was cool..." I hissed, and Nick nodded his head in enthusiastic agreement. As we thought about it, it was a miracle Nick's mom hadn't heard us squealing with pleasure and thrashing about. It's my accurate guess that the wine she had shared with my parents, played a roll in this as well. More than a little light headed, she had gone to bed and quickly fell into a deep sleep. Nick and I got out of his bed, and actually went in to take a quick shower. We were wet with sweat, and sticky other bodily fluids. I think we were both too spent to mess around any further that night; so when we were finished, we quickly crawled into Nick's bed and fell asleep The next three days; the last three of our vacation, Nick and I were almost inseparable. Our parents spent a lot of that time together as well, which made it easy for us boys to do the same. There was a whole lot of other boy play that went on as well; whenever we could sneak some private time. Be it down the beach in the sand dunes, or locked away in our bedrooms. We managed to put our young boy parts through a pretty good workout. And, to be honest, we spent a lot of time just hanging out and playing the way other friends do. On Sunday morning, it was time for me and my parents to head back home. We stopped at Nicks place before pulling out, and I joined Nick up in his bedroom to say our goodbyes. We had become really good friends, and it most certainly would not be the last time we spent together. In the privacy of his room, we both cried a little. It was both embarrassing, and endearing at the same time. And finally, when my dad called up to us that it was time to go, we nervously mumbled our goodbyes. As I turned to leave his bedroom, Nick grabbed my arm; and turning me to face him, we fell into a warm hug. Pulling away slightly, he placed his lips on mine, and we kissed each other softly. We hadn't really done much of that, but it was meaningful that we did it now. I turned and hurried down the stairs and out into the driveway. Saying goodbye to Nick's mom, I hopped in the back seat of the SUV. Nick came outside then, holding my backpack. "Don't forget this..." He said, handing it to me with a wink through the open window. We gazed bashfully at each other, and with a sigh, I took one last long look at my friend. Nick stood there barefoot, wearing only his white tank top and an old pair board shorts. His hands were thrust down deep into his pockets as he stood there next to his mom. I made a mental photograph of him. His cute boyish face, his long blond hair, with his brilliant green eyes, and tanned skin. I smiled and waved to him as my dad backed out of the driveway. Nick waved back, and then leaned against his mom. All I could do, was to stare blankly out the window as we drove off down the highway. Thoughts of our time together already flitting across my mind. My eyes watered a little; I was missing him already. My mom wanted to comfort me, but she thought better of it, and left me to my thoughts. After the ocean was out of sight, I decided to read a little; so I grabbed my backpack an unzipped it to look for my book. Immediately my eyes fell on a little surprise. Nick had stuffed some of his nudist magazines down into the bottom of my backpack. I smiled quietly to myself. "That little wanker..." I mumbled softly. "What's that honey?" My mom asked from the front seat. "Oh, uhh, nothing mom. I was just looking for my book." I smiled again as I pulled out a little sticky note that Nick had written on. It read: ' Some of the pages may be stuck together... Sorry, but we sure had a lot of fun doing it, didn't we Danny Bananny... Your bud, Nick. :) ' I grinned at the note; and I couldn't wait to get home to email Nick. Maybe even send him a special picture, if you know what I mean. I reached down to make a little adjustment in my shorts, and I smiled again as I thought about my best friend. * * * The End * * * Comments always welcome at: about.a.boy@hotmail.com My other stories can be found in the Authors section, under the same name. Please look for my new story; Skateboarder of Venice Beach, coming soon to Nifty.