Date: Thu, 13 Apr 2017 17:27:15 +0000 From: Corey Bennett Subject: Swimming with Lance- 3, Adult/ Youth This is the continuing stories of some of my early experiences. They are of my favorite memories. Some folks might find then difficult to accept, but it never felt that way to me. As the days went along, once Lance and I had entered into our special relationship, we would seek what ever opportunity to be together but with some degree of moderation. Even though I was willing and wanting to have him be with me every night, he was definitely trying to keep it from becoming too extreme. I know I was feeling I was in love with Lance and I know he had a fondness for me. But he did begin to caution we should to not become obvious with showing affection. One time a bunch of guys were sitting around a picnic table looking over something and I stood behind Lance and eventually wrapped my arms around his neck looking, over his shoulders. My face almost nuzzled up against the side of his face. It was a rather familiar display of closeness that would easily been noticed by the other boys had Lance not deftly moved my arms to seem more like I was just leaning over him rather than the embrace I was actually doing. One of the other times we may have pushed out intimacy in public to a limit was at one the evening campfires. New England summer night can sometimes be cool, even in the heart of July and it was on one of those nights, even around a big fire, guys were talking about being cold. Some huddled to gather, some went back to their tents, I was a little bolder and moved behind Lance "to get warm". I sat spoon- legged around him, almost as if I was riding piggy back. He joked about how I better not expect to be lugged back to the tent. Nobody seemed to pay any specific attention to us so I very carefully wrapped my arms around his waist and rubbed my fingers up and down his ribs. He tried to push my hands away but I was a little too persistent. He then grabbed a blanket and flipped it around us over our shoulders. Our arms now hidden, I soon felt his hand rub along my inner thigh and slide inside my shorts. As his hand grew closer to my crotch the more excited I got, in seconds I was raging hard when his finger began playing with my balls. He must have known how risky this was because he stopped after only a few moments stimulating me. He got up, attended to the fire and moved to talk to a few other guys, leaving me huddled under his blanket waiting for my raging hard cock to go down. He looked over a winked at me so I knew he was thinking about me. Pretty soon all the other guys were heading to their tents and Lance looked at me said we should wait a few minutes to make sure the fire had died down enough... I smiled to myself and knew it meant we had a few minutes there alone, before going back to our tent. The fire pit area was a good distance from the tent areas and had a good sheltering of trees surround it. We were well enough alone when we could see flashlights in the distance. He made loud enough small talk about fire safety as he moved to me and settle in under the blanket with me. This time he was now behind me wrapping his arms and legs around, spooning against me. We didn't talk much, he commented on looking at the stars, then I felt his hands opening the button of my shorts. He undid the fly and started to push and tug, on my shorts. Lifting up, my shorts opened, we pushed them off. This had my cock hard and pointing to the sky, tight hard against my abdomen. His right hand now wrapped around my cock stroking up and down. He licked the palm of his left hand the replaced his right hand on my cock. Now split-slick he was jerking me at a pretty good rhythm. I was soon squirming approaching my orgasm. His lips kissing lightly on my neck quickly put me over the edge and I started squirting my watery load. He had been encouraging me over the past several days to drink lot of water, this seemed to increase how much I was now shooting, or at least I began to think so. It did also increase the number of times I had to pee.... It was still an amazing experience when he made me cum. My eyes would close and the come-down as my breathing would go back to normal was always special if he was holding me on some way. He brought her hand to his mouth to lick ogg my boy-juice, I pulled it to my mouth and licked his fingers too. Then he said he better check, make sure he didn't leave a mess, he got up had me recline back on the blanket and he knelt between my legs, leaned over and slowly took my spent cock in his mouth, licking, any trace of my jizz from my cock, balls and thighs. This was soon making me grow hard again. He was working on my hairless sac, sucking one then the other ball into his mouth and then like he had once before began licking down further, while pushing my legs up and open wider. His tongue was now circling and teasing my tight pink ring. I am sure my eyes were rolling back into my head feeling this intimate exploration. Circling, teasing, flicking, pushing, probing, his tongue was driving me wild. I had learned to keep quiet so I bit onto the arm of my jacket to muffle my moans and squeals. This was all so new, but felt amazing, his hand wrapped around may cock slowly stroking as he gave me my first and most intense rimming experience. A few times did I feel a finger tease and push to enter my tight ring, but mostly it was his tongue driving me wild. He was pushing me closer and closer to a second orgasms and he quickly shifted his position to take my straining cock into his mouth. It did not take long for his expert sucking to bring me off once again. Sucking me dry and then giving the tip of may cock several kisses, he said it was time we got going back to our tent. We gathered up our things, I pulled on my shorts and before we left the fire pit, he kissed me full on and I happily returned his kiss. More to come soon-