Date: Thu, 2 Jun 2005 14:12:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Swim Float (Part 4)

Chris and I lay cuddled on the slowly rocking swim float, basking in the
soft afterglow of the intense sex we had just enjoyed. The evening couldn't
have been better, warm and moonlit, the sky ablaze with a bzillion
stars. It was actually so quiet, it was almost loud. Not a sound, save for
the far off warble of the shore bound crickets, and the water lapping
gently against the hull of our float.

Chris inhaled deeply, and let it go, with a soft moan escaping his smooth
chest. "man, Rick, that was totally amazing...awesome...and, Dude....I So
wanted this to happen...right from when I first saw you today!" He said
quietly. I propped up on one elbow, and smiled into those soooo blue eyes,
my hand slowly drawing small circles on the warm, smooth skin of his chest,
and answered, "God yes, Chris....totally...and...me too...the first second
I laid eyes on you this afternoon...I was even afraid you were going to
scope the huge hardon that you had created in my trunks!" He giggled
sweetly, and said, "Oh Yea...I saw it, Dude...trust me...that's what made
me brave enough to talk to you....and...try to set this up!"

I leaned in, and brushed my lips against his soft cheek, and said, joking,
"You're SUCH a nasty boy....God...I love that!!" He giggled again, nodding
his head in agreement I moved my fingers across one small nipple, nudging
at it, then lightly pinching the nub between my thumb and finger. He
groaned softly, and mumbled, "Sweet...!" Encouraged, I worked his now stiff
nipple a bit more, then slipped across his chest to tease the other small
nub, while my lips closed over the first, and I sucked at it gently. I
moved back and forth across his silky skin, sucking each nipple in turn, as
my hand slid down to stroke his soft tummy, then lower, my fingers
entwining in his small patch of pubes. Chris brought his hands to my head,
and held me firmly, taking control of moving my sucking mouth between his
distended nipples, as I moved further South, and wrapped my fist around his
newly erected boy cock.

He groaned at the contact, and I stroked his length, silently marveling at
the recuperative powers of 14 year old boys. He had the perfect boy cock,
really, probably 5 inches in length at full hardness like this, smooth as
silk, an absence of any prominent veins. The shaft was hairless, maybe inch
and half thick, and its inner strength pulsed in my grip, as his heart
beats pumped blood through it. I circled the cut head of it with the flat
of my thumb, and worked the small slit open and closed, causing deeper
groaning sounds from the boy. I continued my slow, steady jackoff on the
beautiful instrument of boyhood, and smiled to myself as my efforts were
rewarded with the arrival of his warm, slippery precum. I used my thumb to
work it across the swollen head, reveling in his small gasp, and the
shininess, as the moonlight reflected it wetness.

Prying my head from his grasp, I abandoned his swollen nipples, and lapped
my sown his lean torso, tongue bathing his clean tasting skin, and dipping
my tongue into is tight little navel. Reaching his groin, I tugged at his
silky pubes with my teeth, causing him to flinch, and yelp, "Hey,
Dude....those are, like, attached!" I chuckled, and extended my tongue,
lapping the rock hard shaft from its base to tip, then swabbed over his
leaking slit, my taste buds reacting to the acrid/sweet flavor of his
copious juices. "Oh man....shit...yeaaa!" he growled, and I promptly
swallowed his tender young meat into my throat.

Chris thrust his slim hips upward, driving his rampant teen prick deep into
my mouth, and I swallowed, letting the slick head stab at the soft tissues
of my throat. He groaned, his fists pounding the float deck causing it to
rock in the water. I lifted my head, moving my mouth upward on his pulsing
cock, keeping only the drooling head inside, my fingers wrapping its base,
and jerking it slowly as I sucked the tender head. I reached down, and
cupped his grape sized balls, my fingers probing them, and feeling them
move about in their hairless, tight bag. Like his cock, the boy had a
perfectly matched set of balls, the scrotum being a tight, slightly
wrinkled bag of skin, hairless, and tucked snugly up under that sweet
cock. Pulling off his cock, I ducked lower, and swabbed the tight sack with
my tongue, wetting it, then sucked one orb gently into my mouth. He groaned
some more at that, and slapped at the deck harder. Back and forth, I worked
his snug balls, drooling my saliva all over them, and pressing my tongue
into the firm spot right behind them, before once again swallowing them,
this time both at once!

Chris rolled his head side to side, grunting loudly, as I orally assaulted
his sweet boy balls, then spit them out, to slide up, and again swallow his
torrid, teen cock! Going for effect now, I got into a rhythm, moving my
drooling mouth up and down his silky length, savoring his rapidly leaking
precum on my tongue. I cupped his balls again, and gently tugged them,
working his sensitive scrotum in sync with my sucking his swollen shaft. He
groaned, and humped his slim butt up and down, causing the float to rock
rather severely, and I briefly flashed on how easily the motion could be
detected from shore, should anyone be looking our way. I kept sucking his
delicious cock, and lightly pinching the tight skin of his nut sack, and I
felt his finger tangle into my hair. His thrusting increased, and he tugged
almost painfully at my hair, then let out a deep groan, driving upward at
me. I felt his balls pull up, and his shaft flexed in my mouth, as his
orgasm racked him, his young cock exploding, filling my mouth with several
rapid blasts of his delicious nectar, and I swallowed each slippery jet
that he provided.

His orgasm complete, he relaxed his tense body, his fingers releasing the
clumps of my hair that he had been tugging, and he lay back, his chest
rising and falling rapidly as he struggled for breath. I suckled his
shrinking cock, my fingers milking the near soft shaft, and savoring one
final pearl of his honey, before releasing his now very sensitive cock. I
scooted up, and leaned over him, impulsively leaning down to kiss his soft,
full lips. He started briefly, then relaxed again, returning my mouth kiss,
his tongue sliding out to enter my mouth, giving the boy an after taste of
his creamy semen from my tongue. Breaking the kiss, he giggled, and said,
"Whoa, Dude...you seriously know....how to...suck...!" I chuckled, and
tweaked his small nipple, saying, "Well Geez, Kid...thanks...I do OK, I
guess....for an old Dude, anyhow!" he laughed, and nodded, answering, "Yup,
Yup.....exactly...that's how come I'm seriously into you old Dudes...!I'm
no dummy, ya know...!"

A few snuggles and gropes later, we had to call it quits, due to the
lateness of the hour, and the fact that Chris had been gone to long for
comfort. Naked and sated, we slipped into the dark, cool water, each of us
quietly swimming toward our opposite shorelines. Definitely, I decided,
I'll be staying over one more night at this accidental wonder spot that I
had happened upon in my random travels!

(To Be continued)
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