Date: Tue, 02 Apr 2024 13:33:57 +0000 From: Stewart Clark Subject: Alan Goes Fishing All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between an adult male and a teenage boy. Read no further if you are under the age of 18 or offended by such material. Please consider donating to Nifty at https://donate.nifty.org Gay / Adult-youth: oral, anal, M/t - - - - - Alan Goes Fishing My name is Alan and I was 16 years old when this event happened in 1973. I was a good-looking boy, with blue eyes and blond hair. It was late August and I decided to go fishing in the local river. There's a really private spot that I liked to visit, where I could be alone and catch some fish. My favourite method of fishing was to wade out, into the water, and cast towards the bank. Now, private spots mean they aren't easy to get to. I hiked about two miles through the woods and finally arrive at the river. Because of the heat, I took off my shirt and waded into the water with my fishing pole. As I cast, I started thinking about the girl I had fucked the night before. She was so hot, and just thinking about her got me hard. There was something else I liked to do at the river, besides fish. With one hand, I push my shorts down, under the water, to my knees. I had done this countless times - there was just something about being naked in the river, with the water splashing around my arsehole and ball-sac. "Boy, this feels good," I said to myself, as I held the fishing pole in my left hand and bagan stroking my cock with my right hand. I was enjoying myself, when a voice said, "Looks like I'm not the only one who likes to be naked in the river. Startled, I drop my pole, open my eyes and right beside me stood a man. He was very tall and looked to be in his early 40s. He was in good shape and looked quite muscular, and he was naked. I dived under the water and retrieved my pole, and tripped over my shorts, which were around my knees. I then felt his hands grab me, under the arms, and pull me out of the water. Sputtering and ashamed, I apologised for what I had been doing when he arrived. He just laughed and said that I wasn't handling my pole right, and that he was going to show me how to do it. I had no idea how to take his meaning. "My name's Frank," he said, "and this is my property. From the bridge to the weir." I apologised for trespassing as he told me to strip off completely. At that point, I took a look at his limp cock. It was huge, and must have been six-inches long. "C'mon, get completely naked, boy," he said. Fear began to make me shudder. Frank stopped reeling in his rod and looked down at my junk. "You're now going to help me with my rod," he said. He stepped back, took hold of my fishing pole and threw it toward the bank. He then grabbed my hand and put it on his cock. "Go ahead. Stroke it, boy," he continued. I was disgusted, but kinda curious, so I started rubbing his cock as it began to harden in my hand. It was so big, and must have been ten-inches long and really thick. "Now, put it into your mouth, boy," he said, "and suck it like a good boy." I stepped back and started shaking my head. "You're naked and trespassing on my land," he said. "So, we can do this the easy way or the hard way." At this point, I made a decision to do it the easy way. No one will ever know, and I'll never come back to this spot again. I reached for his cock and bent down. I held his cock in my hand and opened my mouth. Then bam! He shoved his cock into my mouth and put his hand on the back of my head, so that he could control his cock's pace and depth. I began gagging and choking, but he just kept drilling my mouth. "Feel that dick in your mouth, boy," he said, "and taste that cum running down your throat." After a few minutes, he got into a rhythm and I could breath again. It really wasn't that bad... at least it was better than having to explain to my parents why I had been caught naked and jacking off in the river. Then, I felt pressure on my arsehole. I tried to wiggle away, but he held me tight and pulled my rear end closer to him. He spanked me a couple times, and then I could feel his finger against my arsehole. I was so nervous, as I felt his finger push inside me. I tensed up, but instead of it hurting, it felt great! I immediately sprung a hard-on. He was pulling and pushing, and stretching my hole with his finger, and I was loving it! He then pulled his cock out of my mouth and said, "I'm now going to fuck your boy-pussy with two fingers, boy." His two fingers began pushing against my hole, and they were really big. They popped inside me and this time it hurt, but the pain faded fast and the pleasure returned. I began pushing back against his fingers, and he said, "That's right, boy. Fuck yourself on my fingers." I then felt an orgasm coming on, and started moaning and groaning. He pulled his fingers out of my arsehole and reached around to jack me off. I began shooting my load, and he was catching it all in his hand. Then, he took my seed and started working it into my arsehole. "Look here, boy," he said. "I'm breeding your arsehole with your own cum." I just kept sucking his cock, because I was really horny, and my cock was still rock-hard. Then, he pulled me off his cock and turned me around, so that my arse was against him and I was facing away. Then he said, "I'm now going to fuck you, boy, and you're going home with a load of cum in you hole." He then pushed against me and my cum made an excellent lube. I screamed in agony as his 10-inch cock slipped inside me, to the very hilt. Then he said, "Now, you go ahead and start humping that dick, boy, because if I have to do it, it's gonna hurt more." At first, the pain was incredible, but it soon faded, I got hard again and really got into it. Man, it felt so good feeling that cock driving in and out of me. I started moaning, and he said, "Yeah, tell me how much you like it, boy. Tell me how much you want to be my little cock slave." And I did. I wanted him in me from now on. I didn't want it to stop. He picked me up and carried me over to the river bank. Then, he laid back on the grass and said, "Sit on my dick, boy. Until I cum." As I sat on his cock, I felt it pushing into me and stretching my hole again. I rode him hard, with my cock bouncing up and down like crazy. He then started panting, and grabbed my hips. He shot his load inside me as I started cumming without even touching my cock. It was an experience I'll never forget, and one that I kept repeated.