Date: Wed, 8 Jun 2005 13:47:41 -0700 (PDT) From: Rob Hoek Subject: The Swim Float (5) I slept in late the next day, having gotten in both late, and exhausted following my late night fun and games with Chris on the swim float. I decided to treat myself to a late breakfast out, so I walked the mile or so to the local coffee shop. Following a delicious country style breakfast, half a pot of equally delicious coffee, and a perusal of the local newspaper, I felt like a new man! I wandered back to my camper, and changed into some swim trunks, iced down a few beers. I grabbed my beach stuff, and headed off to the beach area. I settled in a sparsely populated area, and stretched out on my blanket to enjoy the sunshine. After a while, I sat up, and perused the scene before me. The lake was flat calm, and shimmering in the brightness of the clear day. The beach was dotted with a few families working on suntans, and several small children were busy playing in, and near, the water. I watched a ski boat glide past at high speed, towing a single water skier, its wake generating small wave action at the shoreline. As I watched the boat circle the swim float, I noted that there were several boys on the float, diving off, and climbing back up to repeat the action. I dug my binoculars out of my bag, and focused them on the swim float. Oh my! They must be more of the private camp boys like Chris, I concluded, as they all appeared to be in that same age range, 13 to 15 or so. That suited me just fine, as my personal predilection just happens to favor lads of that tender age group. As I watched them cavorting on the float, I was rewarded with the mouth watering site of one particularly cute little hottie climbing the ladder, then, emerging onto the float. Slim, and a taut build, he was tow-headed blond, with an impish face, and a great, white toothed smile. I let the glasses drift down his frame, and gasped, when I focused on his crotch! The soaking wet swim trunks clung to him like skin, and the firm outline of his sweet meat was clearly defined by the thin material. He stood ramrod straight, and moved his arms above his head, stretching his body fully, as though working out some kinks. I drooled slightly, as I noted his creamy underarms, totally devoid of any trace of hair, the soft skin stark white in contrast to his spectacular suntanned torso. God, be really nice to lick him there, and nuzzle that creamy boy skin, I thought to myself, and my hand wandered into my crotch to adjust my growing cock. He relaxed then, and dropped his arms, laughing at something his buddy said, then slapped at his friend in response to whatever the comment had been. The two boys tossed a few fake punches at each other, which afforded my hungry eyes a few delicious glimpses of that trapped boy meat in the kids snug trunks. The cutie turned away suddenly, and to the surprise and delight of both me, and the other kid, he bent over, and quickly skinned the back of his trunks down, effectively mooning his bud, and stopping my heart mid-beat, as his beautiful naked butt flashed into view! I was awarded an all too brief glimpse of his snug little ball sack tucked tightly between his splendid thighs just below that delicious looking ass crack! He straightened up, snapped the trunks back in place, then, turned with a silly grin on his face, and hi-fived his slightly stunned bud, before again diving off the float. I trained the glasses on the crotch of the second boy, and smiled in delight as I watched him fumble with his own cock, which had obviously reacted to the vision of his friends cute butt! Man, I thought, these little hotties must be having some pretty incredible times over there, after lights out! I settled back then, opened a beer, and opened my book, getting lost in the story for the next hour or so. The story was a pretty hot read, detailing graphically the sexual exploits of a teen boys academy, fraught with teen boys filled with raging hormones, and staffed by equally horny adult males who were perfectly willing to do whatever was deemed necessary to assist their young charges in dispensing those raging hormones as frequently as possible. The result, of course, was a serious hardon cramping inside my trunks, and an equally serious case of the hornys! Setting the book aside, I glanced at my watch, and sighed, realizing that it would be several hours before time to meet Chris, which would be just what the doctor ordered to trim my horns! I looked out at the swim float, and noted that there was no longer a crowd in evidence, but rather just 2 boys remained, stretched out in the sun on the slowly rocking float. I figured most of them had headed in, probably to get ready for their evening meal, showers, whatever. As I watched, one of the two stood, said something to the other, then dove off, leaving the boy alone on the float. Well, I decided, what the hell, I need to stretch some muscles, anyway, so I stood, walked into the water, and started swimming toward the float. I made a few strong strokes, then cooled it, just doing a lazy breast stroke through the cool, flat water. It took a while to get there at that pace, and I swam past the float, circling it to reach the ladder on the far side. I gripped the handles, and slowly moved up the 4 steps, and as my head and shoulders cleared the floats deck, I froze! I hadn't made any noise in my approach, and I had clearly surprised the floats young occupant, who lay on his back, maybe 4 feet from me. The boys trunks were pushed past his knees, and his hand was firmly wrapped around a delicious looking boy cock, slowly stroking it, while his other hand idly played with a cute little ball sack between his smooth thighs! Fuck, I thought to myself, that is HOT! The kid was drop dead cute, even with his eyes tightly closed, and a scrunched up look of concentration on his face. 13, probably, judging by the few stray pubic hairs evident on his smooth groin, his erection not more than four inches long, and thin. He was circumcised, and the cute, oval shaped head was pink, and shiny from the fair amount of precum oozing from the small slit. His balls were hairless, and tucked tightly into his groin, small sized, and contained in a slightly wrinkled, pink scrotum. I moved a hand to adjust my fully hard cock in my trunks, took a breath, and said, quietly, "Need any help with that beauty?" The poor kid about shit his drawers! He squealed loudly, his eyes snapping open, along with his jaw, and jerked his hands way from his boy stuff like it had just burst into flame! I held up a palm, and smiled, saying, "Easy, Champ....it's cool...really..!" He stared at me like he was mentally willing me to vaporize on the spot, and I noted his cute dick starting to wilt. "Oh man...Dude...I'm sorry....shit....look...I'll just take off....so you can finish...ok...don't wanna mess up a good cumm, Dude...!" I stammered, and moved to go back down the ladder. He calmed down a little then, and held up a hand, then squeaked, "Wait...naa...it's cool...scared me, is all..!" I smiled, nodding my head, and said, "Yea...for sure...sorry as hell, Dude...you were, like, seriously into it there!" he blushed sweetly, and glanced down at his now mostly soft cock, then looked at me, and said, "Yea...really close...damn...it's just, like, really hard to get any chance alone.....at camp....you know..." he trailed off. I looked serious, and nodded again, saying, "Yep...I'm sure...well, Dude...I'm gone, ok....so you can...uh...carry on..!" He giggled softly, another cute blush crawling over his creamy cheeks, then sort of squeaked out, "Umm....uh...yea, well..." He stammered, going exactly nowhere. "What...?" I offered, and he tried it again. "Um...I mean...well...did you...um....like...mean that...before..? I grinned, my head moving rapidly in the affirmative, and said, "If you mean did I mean it when I offered to help you with that, then, yes, I most certainly did mean it!" He blushed furiously again, damn that's cute, and squeaked again, "Wow....really....serious...?" I smiled some more, at both his general cuteness and the fact that his yummy boy part was once again exhibiting serious signs of life, and nodded, answering, "Yup...totally...serious as a heart attack..!" He giggled again, and looked down at his once again proud morsel, where it now jutted strongly from his few pubes. He turned his head slightly, and looked at me, once again blushing furiously, as he croaked, "Awesome...for sure...yea...what do you want to do...then...?" I met his gaze, grinning, and answered, "I want to make that cute dick of yours feel a LOT better, is what, if your...uh....up, for it...!" Instinct cut in for him then, and his arm moved, his small fist wrapping his rock hard dick, stroking it slowly, and he said, "I'm just soooo freeking....horny....so....what do I do, then...? He asked softly. I glanced around quickly, noting a few people still dotting both beaches, and answered, "Tell ya what, Champ...there's people on the beaches that can see out here, so we need to be really cool, ok?" He nodded, his hand still rubbing that sweet boy meat, and I was afraid he'd go too far, and shoot, before I got my chance with him! "Cool it with the strokes, Dude,!" I cautioned him, "Save it for me...I'll make it rock for you..!" He released his erection, and blushed again, then nodded. I moved down on the ladder, and told him, "Move over here, Champ...and sit between the handles with your feet down here by me..." He scooted up, and stood, his sweet cock swaying around in front of him, and quickly followed my lead. In no time he was sitting in front of me, and I moved in between his smooth legs, my face pretty much aligned with his crotch. I figured that anyone looking our way would see just the boy, seated on the float, dangling his feet in the water. Just my head, and partial shoulders were above the water line, and all of me was below the deck line of the float. Logistics taken care of, I turned my full attention to the creamy young boy before me, and most especially that throbbing boy meat that so desperately needed some serious attention. I grinned up at him, and closed my fingers around his shaft, reveling in the smooth hardness of him. I stroked him, and he leaned back, his hands flat on the float deck. He opened his hairless legs wider, and I moved my free hand to those tight nuts, cupping the tender bag, and probing the firm orbs with my fingers. "UMmm......man....way cool...!" He chirped, "That's awesome...!" I played with the cutie a bit longer, and noted with surprise, and delight, the free flowing precum he was oozing. I passed my thumb over his drooling cockhead, spreading the slick fluid over his highly sensitive glans, and he rolled his head back, and groaned softly. "Good, Champ...?" I asked, and he nodded rapidly. "Cool...very, very cool....!" I replied, "I just freeking love doing young hotties like you...!" I worked that smooth four inches of pulsing boy meat some more, and saw another teardrop of his clear juices emerge from the small slit. I leaned in, and lapped the fluid off his darkening cockhead, and he jumped, his eyes flying open, as he yelped...."Shit...awesome...ya licked my dick, Dude...wow...!" I chuckled, and savored the acrid flavor of his seminal fluid, and answered, "Yup....just a little tease, though....and now...I'm really gonna suck this baby...!" His eyes widened, and he squeaked, "No way...really....suck me...??" I lapped his leaky slit again, and said, "Sure thing, Champ....if it's ok with you, I mean...?" His head rocked in rapid nods, as he squealed, "Oh yea...for sure...oh man...!" I chuckled at his excitement, and asked, "First time, Champ...?" Again, the rapid head nod, and a squeaky "Uh huh...!" I grinned, and replied, "Sweet....you're gonna totally love this, then...!" And I promptly engulfed that sweet little pecker, clear to its very root! He squealed, then groaned, as I sucked his sweet boy meat, my fingers lightly stroking his soft inner thighs, and poking at his tight balls. "Oh wow...oh fuck...oh...oh...!" he chanted, and I gave the boy my best, knowing this was NOT going to last, his acrid precumm already coating my slurping tongue. "UNggggg....Ahhhhhh....Ohh....!" He wailed, his hands grabbing at my hair as my head moved up and down, deftly slurping his drooling little cock, making the boys introductory blow job one he was sure to remember always! Hoping he would hold out till I got back, I took the chance of releasing his raging boner from my mouth, and dove down to tongue wash his snug ball sack, and gently suck each small nut inside my mouth briefly, as he moaned with delight. Chancy, I know, but what the hell, a nut bath is an important element of the whole experience, right? Releasing his churning balls, I returned to his rock hard cock, again swallowing its length, and moving my mouth over it, sucking him like he was my last. In a matter of minutes he was there, emitting a steady chant of groans, his shaft swelling thicker in my sucking mouth, then, purely exploding, best way to put it, spitting strong jets of his sweet boy cream across my tongue! He thrust those slim hips at me, his cock continuing to spray his essence into my mouth, where I gulped rapidly, swallowing his honey as fast as he offered it up! God, I thought, the pure nectar of the Gods, how I would love to go to that camp on a collection mission, gathering jars full of this sweeter than life boy honey to take with me in my travels! The kid was done for, spent, panting like a distance runner, sweat pouring off his flushed face. He leaned back on his elbows, his small chest heaving as he gulped air, the grin on his cute face about a mile wide! I suckled his soft little member gently, fingering the thin shaft to milk the last tiny pearls of his boy cumm, the traced my tongue over the pink head, lapping away the last that he had, for now. I released his soft cock, and grinned up at him, smacking my lips, and said, "Yummy, Stud-boy....excellent!" He giggled, and nodded, then answered, "Excellent.....no shit....amazing, even...!!" We rested a while, then the kid said he better get back, or he'd be late for dinner. I fondled his cute little package briefly, and told him to get to it, so he didn't have any trouble. He blushed that sweet pink glow again, smiled, and said, "Thanks Mr....seriously...!" And executed a deft little dive off the swim float, strongly stroking toward his shoreline. I watched him a few minutes, then headed for my own beach, hoping the exercise would help deflate my seriously hard cock! ( To be continued) Bobhook10@hotmail or storyguy22@yahoo.com for comments.