Date: Thu, 3 Nov 2005 13:58:59 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chat Room Boy (3)

   Bret and I worked on calming down, cuddled on the rear seat of the
boat. We were lightly touching each other as we sat there, the sun warm on
our naked bodies. I was still savoring the after taste of his creamy
explosion in my mouth, and I fingered his plump balls, in a sort of thanks
for being such productive little devils.

   Bret handled my cock like it was fragile, fascinated to be handling
someone else's meat for the very first time, and, I think, just a tad
apprehensive, at the same time. He balanced my shaft in his palm, starring
down at it, his smooth brow furrowed in cute little wrinkles, and said,
"Man, it's actually amazing." I tugged gently on his snug ball sac, and
said, "What is amazing?" He gave my cock a small squeeze, and replied,
"This...I mean, how it goes from soft, and small, to all hard, and big." I
chuckled, and said, "Yea, right....and you keep doing what you are doing,
and you will get to see it do just that." He giggled, and croaked, "You
promise?" Moving my hand up, I wrapped my fingers around his exquisite boy
cock, and stroked it, answering, "Oh yes, that is definitely a promise." He
squeezed my soft stalk again, and said, "Cool....so, how long do I have to
wait?" I chuckled, and bent down to lick the smooth head of his cute cock,
then answered, "Well, a little while, actually, I'm not fourteen, you
know." He giggled at that, and nodded his head, but made no reply.

   We decided to hop in the lake for a swim, and did so, emerging from the
icy water refreshed, and really flaccid, given the fact that Tahoe's
year-round water temperature is barely seventy degrees. We laughed at our
physical reaction to the cold water as we toweled off, then dug some sodas
out of the ice, and moved to the bow of the boat. I fired it up, and told
Bret, "Let's take a little ride, there's something I want you to see." He
smiled, and dropped his cute butt onto the passenger seat as I nudged the
throttle, moving back toward the shoreline. A few minutes later we were
maybe fifty feet off shore, and I slowed the boat to an idle, moving
slowly, running parallel to the beach. We rounded a rocky point in the
water, and I steered closer in, and Bret suddenly realized where we were,
his dark eyes going wide, as he focused on the beach. He starred a minute,
then turned to look at me, a wicked little smile on his face, as he said,
"Secret Harbor, huh....oh man, check it out...those dudes are all, like,
naked!" I grinned, and nodded, saying "Yup, Secret Harbor, Lake Tahoe's
favorite cock-walk." He giggled, and turned his attention back to the beach
where a half dozen guys stood, or lounged on blankets, all gloriously
naked. His eyes flitted from one to the other rapidly, and I watched his
sweet meat grow tumescent, as his thoughts apparently began blending with
the visual input his brain was receiving. I reached around him, and wrapped
my hand around his cock, stroking his newly sprouted erection, as I
marveled at the recuperative powers of young teen boys.

   I stood behind him, my cock pressed against his smooth butt cheeks, and
continued to play my fingers over his stiff cock. I bent my head, and
licked the soft nape of his neck, then said, against his ear, `So, you want
to go over to the beach....I mean....we are dressed, or rather, not
dressed, for it!" He let out a little squeak, and answered, "Really...?" I
chuckled, and replied, "Well, sure, if you want to." He looked down,
watching my hand move gently over his erection, then said, "Yea, but,
um....what about me being all hard...?" I worked my thumb across the spongy
head of his dick, fingering tiny slit, and replied, "Not a problem, Dude,
those guys would love it that your all boned up, actually." He actually
blushed, then turned his face to look back at me, and said, "Your kidding,
right?" I shook my head, and said, "Not in the least am I kidding...think
about it, Bret....your young, and freeking beautiful...throw in naked, and
hard....what's not to like about that?"

   I really didn't expect him to go for the idea, after all, this was
turning out to be quite the day of firsts for the boy already, and to
boldly intermingle with additional adult strangers, all nude, was probably
a stretch. But, to his credit, he did give it some thought, a lot actually,
before declining. I reluctantly pried my hand from his pulsing cock, and
gave his sweet bubble melons a squeeze, as I said, "Another day, maybe,
just let me know if you change your mind." He nodded, smiling sweetly, and
I dropped into the driver's seat, turning the engine over. I winked at him
as he sat next to me, that yummy hardon once again pointing due North, and
said, in my best sinister voice, "I have a much better idea, anyway." He
grinned, giggling as I wiggled my eyebrows at him, and throttled up the
boat, once more heading for the center of the lake.

   Back in the middle of the lake, I pulled the throttle, and let the boat
settle into a free drift, then took a look around, ensuring our relative
privacy. I leaned over toward Bret, and again did my dirty-old-man thing
with the eyebrows, as I pushed him backward, to lie across the seat. I
gripped his stiff cock at it base, and said, "This just looks too yummy to
resist!" He giggled sweetly, and watched, as I slowly slid the tasty morsel
into my mouth. His giggles rapidly changed over to groans of pleasure, as I
sucked his sweet boy meat, and brought my hand up to capture his plump
balls. Moving my head up and down his length, I swabbed over the spongy
head of his tool, and was rewarded with a taste of his flowing juices. He
thrust his hips upward, and began a slow humping, sawing his rock hard cock
into my sucking mouth as I continued to fondle his ball sac with my
fingers. God, I was drooling like a wide open faucet, totally turned on by
the feel, and flavor, of his silky smooth cock in my mouth, and I picked up
the tempo, eager to once again feel him free fall over the top, and flood
my mouth with his warm nectar. He was thrusting harder at me now, and I
slobbered over his turgid stalk, my fingers tugging gently on his balls,
hearing his cadence of groans from above me. He tensed suddenly, his slim
body flexing tightly, and he drove his hips sharply upward, as his steely
hard cock jerked, and exploded, his slick essence spraying over my tongue,
and filling my cheeks. I swallowed, and his cock jerked again, once more
flooding my mouth with his warm discharge, which I once again happily
swallowed. He relaxed the tension from his body, and sagged onto the seat,
winded and panting for breath. I suckled his wilting meat gently, then,
slipped it out of my mouth, holding it in my fingers, as I lapped at the
still drooling slit. He shuddered, inhaled deeply, and blew it out, and
lifted his head to look at me. His cute face was flushed, the creamy cheeks
painted a cherry red, and he flashed the dazzling smile, and said, "Oh man,
Kelly.....you do that....so....hella good!"

(To Be Continued)
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