Date: Fri, 16 Jul 2010 13:58:32 EDT
From: Julyguy1@aol.com
Subject: Need I say More

Need I say More? Copyright Alex Carr 2010

I'll make no excuses about it, all I am saying that it was easy to lure
Geoffrey into my beach hut.
We'd been doing some surfing you see, I'd seen  him perform and he was
great catching the waves, much better than me and every  time I tried I was a
complete failure.

Geoff had realised that, came over to help me up - made me feel a bit old
though, my being twice his young and tender age which I reckoned on being
about  twenty, I was almost right, he told me he was 19. I guess our
relationship  started because I made him laugh, every time I did a nose dive when
trying to  catch a wave, mind you I had the last laugh when, showing off  - he
did  this somersault whist surfing and ended up with split  shorts.
Fortunately  I had a spare pair which would just about fit him, I told him to come
and change  in my beach hut.

Need I say more?  Well of course I should, that's why you are reading  Huh?

>From the very start, when I'd watched him down his jeans on the beach
revealing his shorts beneath I fancied him something chronic, ask me why? Well
it was just that certain something and he looked really good in tight
shorts,  that gorgeous breakfast box looking so very tempting. Going through my
mind and  I will be quite blatant about this - although I loved Danny to death
and we'd  shared wondrous times together, both in his four wheel drive and
his pad, I just  felt in the mood for younger cock, I wanted to taste
something that was not  shrivelled up with age if you know what I mean - not
saying Danny had lost it -  far from it he could still raise great and very
satisfying erection - but when  it shrivelled that was that, I lost the will to
suck  after his fuck as  he'd always wanted me to, it just did not do
anything for me any more - now the  thought of young cock, that was different
altogether and with a bit of luck I  would soon be lucky.

Well he did  wonder why I needed to go into the hut with him, maybe he  was
shy I don't know, but I said I needed a pick me up.

"A pick me up. Like ???" he asked

"Like I want a drink, see that stove, it operates by butane  gas so I  can
brew up a nice coffee if you so desire?"

With that mention he seemed  to be fine with that and wasted no time  at
all removing those split shorts.

"So where are your shorts .Pete?" he asked covering his tackle with his
hands. No way could I even get a peak, me thinking what a  waste when it  was
all there for me to admire!

I hedged that I couldn't remember where I'd put them, thinking of a way to
 show him I was  attracted to him. Then he bent down and I caught an eyeful
 of pure unadulterated young cock and balls, just waiting to be pampered.
He had  a beauty on him and wonderful fine hanging balls. Whether it was the
way I was  looking or what but I guess he'd suddenly realised what I was all
about

"You are after my ass aren't you, Pete you pervert!" He came straight out
with it just like that so I gave him an equally open reply...
"You have sussed  me, but in case you get me wrong I am in to taking cock,
not giving - if you  kinow what I mean, but I have no inhibitions about oral"

I couldn't believe I'd said that but he didn't batter ah eyelid, but he
did  say...
"I have never fucked with an older guy before but it may be good."

I sighed a sigh of relief and it seemed almost immediately I had his cock
in my mouth, sensing the taste of fine young cock again, it had such a
lovely  pungent sea salt flavour, in fact his whole body smelt of sea salt which
I guess  was fitting since he was hot on sea surfing.

He just stood there awhile as I enjoyed him, stooped on my knees, tasting
his pungency and moving his cock in my mouth as I cradled his balls, It came
up  fine. I felt the thrill of it growing in my mouth and it was a credit
to him, a  fine young cock indeed and ample to suck and enjoy, his flavour
unique and I  wanted it, deep up inside me...
In a few minutes, me still sucking and licking  his cock and balls, he
started to moan and groan and then I knew I was in for a  promise, that very
soon I would feel his fuck inside me. I took his cock between  my fingers and
pulled it outwards, stretching its length so that he could see me  licking
its shaft, holding and squeezing it against his stomach so I could  really
work his balls with my tongue full stretched - and just a taster of him
beneath as well, just loved that,. To rim him there, just as much as I wanted
that before his fuck. He got the message and soon procured me to lean over his
lap as he sat on a bench and spent quality time doing all the wonderful
things  gay lovers do, me prudently passinh him the KY jelly and feeling the
sensual  touch of his fingers rim the jelly into my hole. Then after stroking,
licking  and kissing he exclaimed...
"Now?"   like he wanted me pronto! I  could see his hard prick throbbing
like hell.
"Now please" I affirmed already  having clambered on all fours, presenting
my pampered ass for his service.
"Nice one" he  gulped pressing his face between my crutch, his tongue
licking me, "can see it has been well used"
"That's Danny ."
"Danny?"
I  explained, about our  adventures.
"Now it is from four wheel drive to  beach hut," he chuckled, his hard end
finding me, feeling so good as he worked  it into me, its head stretching
me and giving me the fuck I so badly wanted,  feeling his throb already as he
plunged deep up inside thrusting the hell out of  my ready ass, fucking,
fucking harder and harder , me thinking he was never  going to stop, his
thrust numbing my being, my ass moving like a jelly as he  hammered me foe a deep
penetrating fuck until, when he came, he gave one final  heavy thrust, his
breath panting like a steam engine until we collapsed onto the  floor.

"Ready for that coffee now, He laughed and that was that.

I still feel him up there inside me, but summer over, and Geoff returned
from wherever he came from, promising to see me again next summer,  I am
back with Danny, his fuck is still good, to suck him before sex is fine, but
now  afterwards, I just do the movements and he seems happy, like I am doing
it with  my hand and not my mouth, when his rich cum spurts white into my
palm, we are  both happy.
But I wont say no  to another helping of Geoff next  summer!