Date: Sun, 7 Sep 2014 02:18:22 +0200
From: dickydoo2@gmx.com
Subject: Beach Bums

				BEACH BUMS


We poured out of school for the last time, my last time for this school and
last day for everyone else because it was the beginning of summer
holidays. They were all very happy but I was sad as I waved to the few old
friends I had and climbed on the bus for the final 45 minute trip across
town to my new home.

Most of them were also looking forward to going to their cottages, or
campsites so as usual, I would be stuck at home, alone, no one around.

My mom had taken a new job and we moved last month to this new house where
I would be going to Grade 9 in a new school this fall, having spent this
last month commuting to the old school.

Double stepping up the stairs, I raced into my room, tossed my books aside
and ripped off my clothes and figured, what the fuck, I might as well jerk
off, at least something I could do solo and stretched out on the bed.

I would fantasize on some old friends and what their boners would look like
now they're likely squirting too, and of course since I`d never done with
anyone else except Jodi, it was pure fantasy.

Like Gerry's was curved to the right and I giggled so I could picture his
jizm shooting out and the stringer continues curving to the right. Would
Bret's short 4" chubby squirt up just a bunch of 4" spurts? Of course,
Dan's curved back to his stomach so he would just paint his belly. And I
imagined Alex tossing, and those huge balls would start pumping and keep
pumping, like a gallon or so and only his knob would be sticking out a sea
of cum, his fist and cock not visible under it. Weird? Well it gets me off,
wadda you at imagination, eh?

I loved going skinny dipping together with them, and as you well know, when
we started sneaking up on puberty, 9 - 11, we'd get wood, and we'd have
sword fights with them, grabbing at each other's stiffies and giggling a
lot.  ' And of course as we got bigger, our dicks and balls did too. We
would always be examining ours and each other's new growths anxiously
awaiting till they were as big as the older boy's we saw in the change
rooms, swinging and bobbing away with moustaches forming like the ones on
their lips too.'

I seemed to be having the greatest growth so they paid lot of special
attention to mine and sure did like it when they felt it, making it really
hard as they slid my hoody off and on and fondled my balls that were
starting to hang down. But I got even more excited when I fondled theirs.

 A few guys started getting their dick moustaches and they, as well as the
others, also started getting shy, talking about girls a lot more, so we
drifted apart before we learned about whacking off together so I never knew
how they squirted. I loved their dinks and missed them.

And I still vividly remember when I was finally introduced to that
wonderful art, the art of masterly manual and mutual masturbation by my
visiting neighbour Jodi, whom I mentioned a little earlier, 6 month ago
when I was about 12 ½.  ' So I changed my focus back over to the
memories of the first time he tossed me off, and oh those feelings,
remember? The image of his dickhead spurting its jiggy juice up a good 8",
much further than my lowly 2" virgin squirt did, then chasing his with at
least 3 more surges while I eked out only 2 more dribbles, the two year
difference in our age obvious.

Of course quantity isn't everything, the quality of our unique orgasms, or
cummings as we called them, although different, were equally intense. He
tended to gasp, his head back, bucking his hips with a shudder/shake
whereas I would double over, head down and bounce my hips forward, like
pumping the jizm out as I shiver/jerked, and oh yeah, shriek/gag which made
him laugh.

He was always impressed too with my `wang' as he called it, his `pet' wang
because he took ownership of it because he enjoyed taking it out and
`taking it for a walk'.  ' He was impressed too, that In spite of our 2
year age spread and his jet's heights and load size differences, that my
length was slightly over that his 6 ½ " but he would add proudly, `but
not as thick'.'

So between those images of fantasy jerkings and the images of Jodi's
spewing, my seminal squiggles were anxiously lining up for the signal to
release, and when I could no longer hold them back, I gave the signal and
quickly rose up and tossed my head forward and looked down, bouncing my ass
on the bed, squeaking, quaking, and happily enjoying the almost 8" initial
geyser I was finally able to achieve out of my now 7+ final size. A lot of
attention and hard work pays off, eh?'

I collapsed back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, my breathing slowing
down, my heartbeat slowing down, as I absently ran my fingers around in the
puddle of ecstasy I had painted my stomach with, happily exhausted and
happily empty again.  ' Licking my fingers off, enjoying the aftertaste, I
got up and headed to the shower.

Putting on my speedo, I grabbed my iPad, headed out back and flopped down
on the lounge deciding I might as well catch some rays and work on my tan,
but I was still a bit depressed.

The sun felt good as I closed my eyes to enjoy it and started drifting off
when I was startled by a soft voice, "Uhh... hello!"

My eyes popped open and I looked over in the direction of it, and it was a
kid about 15 at the fence, and boy oh boy was he cute! Yes, cute. I wasn't
at that girl stage yet, happily still in my boy stage and he made me
tingle.

He gave me a slight wave, so I returned it as I rose and went over to meet
him holding my fist out, "Hey! I'm Seth!"

Bumping me, he smiled warmly, making me melt, "Hey! I'm Hans. You're new so
I thought I`d come over and meet you. Glad there`s someone my age here now"

"Me too, why dontcha come over, I got my iPad and a couple games.

He came around through the gate and, like two dogs meeting for the first
time smelling each other's ass for the first time, we glanced down at each
other's important package to asses it as competition, or in my case,
potentiality.

And it certainly was a possibility, and as you more than likely have done,
and quickly built an image in my mind as to how I would like it to be. The
length of his glance may have indicated my potential for him which I hoped
to test. And of course mine left little to one`s imagination in its
minimalist wrapping. Good advertising, lol.

We sat side by side on the padded lounger and it didn`t bother him when our
arms or legs occasionally touched. Good.

Aside from the carnal lust that was growing in me, it felt good as we
started bonding, you likely know what I mean, eh? Enjoying the same things,
laughing about the same things and would put a hand on each shoulder or
arm, testing reaction.

He had intriguing light grey eyes that seemed to twinkle when he smiled and
dimples when he laughed. I was tall for a 13 year old, same height as him
but thin as he had firm body for a 15 yr. old. His short blond curly hair,
his fair skin, well-tanned and those full lips fit his Dutch heritage that
I would find out later.

The time seemed to pass so fast, as it usually does when you're having fun,
(or in a coma as my uncle says) and when his mom came to the fence and said
he had they had to get going to their relatives.

I was a little disappointed, but on the way to the gate he asked if he
could come back tomorrow which brightened me up. He introduced me to her
and she gave me the once over and nodded approval. And OMG, I just realized
I was wearing my speedo, but she didn't pause on it liked Hans did. Whew...

Watching them cross their lawn I noticed his siblings, obvious by their
flaxen hair, running around naked! The two boys looked like twins, about 11
and the girl maybe 10 and I was surprised at first, but then the yard was
enclosed and you know, kids will be kids.

Like I remember how we loved to run around `bare balls', right? Remember?
But not around our rents though, my mom would have had a shit fit because
we were always stiffified.

And so that night I had a new fantasy to develop for my portfolio of
Whackyness as I lay down naked with my friend, the `pleasure' hand.

I figured I'd skip the Weird Whackies and start with the memories of my
last friend and masturbating mentor and review our history back then before
moving onto my new friend with a fantasy finale in my hand...

...he, Jodi that is, used to visit his aunt who lived next door to my old
place and we were younger and innocent, and she let us bathe together, and
with natural curiosity, like all boys, play with each other's pee pees and
the stiffies when we started getting them.

Of course he was intrigued with my skin as other cut boys would be and he
was always bigger than mine as he was two years older, at that time 11.

He had moved and a couple years passed by, then one day to my surprise he
showed up for the annual family BBQ next door! And man, was I excited, not
having seen him for those couple years and we were both surprised how much
we both had grown and he gave me a big hug.

Of course my eyes dropped down to the bulge in the leg of his tight shorts,
an interest I`d gained recently, and when I looked back up he was
smiling. I'm usually quite shy and would normally have been quite
embarrassed but we were very close, he being an only child too. I didn't
know about this creeping hormonal thing that takes over pre and pubescent
teens.

He kept smiling as he dropped his eyes down for a quick check on me now
which made me more comfortable.

So here he was, still so friendly, touching my arm, smiling, tussling my
hair and after the meal when we were watching TV, sitting shoulder to
shoulder, and I was getting stiff as I kept glancing down at the bulge in
his shorts and he grinned at me, "Well my little bro, what have you been up
to?" and reached over and lightly bumped his fist on my taut bulge. Wow!

I reached over and bumped on his and it was hard too! I was at a loss for
words, horny was the word I eventually learned for it, so he continued,
"Looks like we've both been up to a lot, so you gonna invite me for a
sleepover, like old times?"

OMG, he could read my mind and boy did I ever get tingly but I teased him,
looking pensive, "Er... I dunno..." and he looked a little crestfallen and
I grinned, "... are you gonna behave yourself?"

He frowned, paused, then smiled, "Nope!"

Lifting my fist off his bulge, I held it to him and he bumped it, "You are
officially invited to a sleepover as long as you don't behave yourself"


I couldn't believe we were saying these things to each other, so we settled
back as I wrestled with the incredible stiffy in my s wrestled with the
incredible stiffy in my shorts.

Time seemed to drag on till his mom came in and said they have to go and
Jodi looked up at her, "We haven't seen each other for a couple years now,
so we decided to have a sleepover to see what's up with each other, K?"

I just about choked on that reply, and she said, "Oh that's so sweet Jodi
dear, so nice for two close friends to get close again and see what's
up..."

Time for Jodi to choke up as she continued, "...and what about PJ's and
Toothbrush..."

"Mommmm... jeez, I'm 14 now, not 10..."

"Oh that's right, sorry. So you have some money, just take the bus home
tomorrow" and she pursed her lips for a kiss, but I think he didn't get up
for fear of tearing his shorts open, so he pursed his and blew her a kiss
and she waggled her fingers at us and left.

He giggled and reached over and squeezed my solid lump, "Cracker Jacks have
a prize in every box, if I open this will I find a prize in it, a bigger
prize?"

I squeezed him back, chuckling, "I think so, and it feels like yours is
too, guess we'll have to check our prizes"

We stood and I yelled out at my mom, "We're going up and play on the
computer!"

"Okay dear, when you're done, be sure to have a shower before you go to
bed" I squeezed again, "You brought you own joystick?"

He returned the squish and in a lower voice said, "I hope yours is a gamer
too"

Jeez I was trembling as we doubled up the stairs and closed the
door. Normally around any of my friends anymore I'm really shy, but I
tossed discretion aside and he was my best friend, so I quickly said, "I
get first dibs on opening my gift, K?"

Looking bemused, he lifted his arms, so I pulled his shirt off. He had a
bit of Latino blood in him, so his smooth skin was warm and slightly almond
colored, his black hair straight and slicked back, a few curlies in his
armpit.

I couldn't help but run my hands over his chest, he had filled out now, not
cut but firm and he shivered slightly as I knelt down and squeezed all over
the bulge, concern on my face.

He looked confused at my delay till I said, "Remember at our birthday
parties we would try to guess what was inside our presents? Well lemme
see...hmmm...it's got a long neck and its head is pink, but oh...it's only
got one eye. Bet it wants out, better see if I'm right"

Looking down, he was chuckling as I pulled his zip down and spread the
flaps. The yellow waistband on his briefs had a row of short curlies along
the top so I ran my fingers along them, "Cool, he's got a moustache now"
and he giggled a little louder.

I continued them down and wow, it was a bikini, yellow silk and packed! The
bulge arched out, and I knocked on it with my knuckle, "Whoa, the monster's
really hard and trying to get out! Is he dangerous?"

He looked stern, stifling a laugh, really getting into it now, "Could
be. He's been trying to get out since he saw your biggy straining against
his confines. Better stay back, could smack you on the jaw if you are too
close"

"Phooey, I saw him when he was younger and didn't look that tough, I can
handle whatever he dishes out" and I looked at him defiantly.

I rolled them down, exposing the whole bush, fingered it, then down and boy
it was thicker! Giving it a couple pinches and nodding my head, I keep
sliding it down and then that ugly scar that he said was from his hoody
being nipped off.

Now came that wide part of the dry head on his dink, which the waistband
caught on, then suddenly slipped off and I fell back looking stunned for
effect, but actually was to a certain extent.

 I chuckled to myself because it looked like a pink Darth Vader helmet then
asked, "OMG, what have you been feeding it?"

He laughed as I wrapped my fist around it, bending it down and giving it a
close look and felt his huge balls. Boy my stiffy was really stiffy now.

He unwrapped mine and his eyebrows raised, "Talk about mine, what have you
been feeding this spear? Oh I know, you've been exercising it, whacking off
every night, right?"

I frowned at him, "Whac...whacking off? What do you mean?"

He felt my baggy, "You... haven't jerked off yet?"

"No... I'm sorry, I don't think so" and looked away, a little embarrassed.

"Hey" he said as he stood and ruffled my hair, "don't be sorry" and he
grabbed it an stroked, "you ever do this?" nod, "does it feel like you have
to pee?" nod, "well I'm gonna in introduce you to something you will love
me for"

I brightened up, "Really? Jeez that would be great" not realizing I would
love him forever for it.

He lay back on the headboard of my bed, legs spread and had me kneel
between them and clamp my fist around his iron cock and told me to jerk it
and fondle his balls.

"Now I'll start to kinda shiver and stuff and maybe groan like I'm hurtin'
but ignore whatever I do and see what happens, K?"

I was a little confused but nodded and started, whackin' him, as he called
it.  Something new for me but my bobbing peter sure loved it. And like he
said, he started squirming, and like he said, he did the tossin' tango like
I described earlier and I was mesmerized by this 8" spout of spunk that
spiralled out his bright red cockhead.

He scooped some up and ate it, so I followed, not minding the taste but
would become an addict.

Reminding me that when I fell like peeing to just let'r go, and boy was it
a rush! Like my whole body tingled, sparks flying and it felt like I was
having a 5 gallon piss as I did my own version of the jerky jig.

Never to be forgotten and re-enacted every morning noon and
night. Remember, couldn't get enough?  Thank you Jodi!

The next morning it was included in our morning ablutions, and I looked
forward to his visits, and spanking spunk together. But alas after two
times he finally moved away permanently 6 months ago, so I reverted to solo
strokin', my fist my best friend now. Figured if I got good enough I might
be able to change hands and gain a stroke...

...and now I worked on my Hans chimera. I was standing, talking to him and
staring at the mound in his soccer shorts which suddenly started swelling,
stretching the shiny satin till it started to slowly rent, then split, a
fleshy pair of lips appearing in the opening, puckered like in a kiss and
suddenly broke through, moving out, out, inch by inch, the pucker sliding
back like a hoody, the damp head now bare, the single eye blinking in the
pink flesh and out now a good foot.

A large pink bag worked its way put the gap and dangled down, heavy with
its precious liqueur waiting for instructions to released the cargo.

The swollen head bobbed up and down, defiantly, waiting, and pinched the
head with two fingers and it suddenly its lips closed then spread wide
open, disgorging a spiralling spew of special spermies about a yard
out. Whew...

That's when I had an awesome discharge myself, best actually since Jodi
last wound my crank. Such release...

Back to reality and the next morning after my exercises. I was so anxious
and when he came over, my mom saw how happy I was and having such a great
time, that later in the afternoon, she said, "Hey, I just some fresh
burgers, Why don't we have a BBQ?  For supper?"

Wow! We both got excited and later found that he was because the family
were vegetarians but didn't mind if he fell off the wa... grill now and
then.

He raced home to tell his folks and when he came back he looked dour faced,
looking down, a little embarrassed and my heart skipped a beat,
"Wha... what's wrong Hans?  Can't you stay?"

"Oh ya, but tomorrow, we're...we're going camping..."

I was devastated and my mom could see it, but before either of us could say
anything, he continued, "...but my cousin can't make it and I can invite
you! If you want to that is. And you mom'll let you"

My heart and breathing stopped, my jaw dropped and I was aghast as I looked
at mom.  She became pensive, thinking then looked at us seriously,
"Well... I don't know..."  thump, thump, "...if you don' go with him, I'll
lock you in your room for a week with just water"

We were startled, then it dawned on us and the three of us broke out
laughing and I was a little teary eyed as I hugged her, "Thanks mommy... er
mom"

Needless to say the BBQ was a great success, every one very happy and Hans
told me they would be leaving at 9 the next morning.

I packed what I thought I would need for the next 5 days, and decided to
take my bathing trunks along with my speedo as I wasn't sure how prissy
they might be.

That night, my fantasy focus was only on Hans chimera, now giving it two
heads with two pair of lips each, a 18" neck and a nice pair of matching
scrotums.

I wrapped a fist around each neck below the heads and did a synchronized
choke on then till they angrily each sent a dozen volleys of seminal venom
over my shoulder.  Whew, getting better?

The next morning I was up early, in more way than one, had a very
satisfying and delightful dexterous single handed toss, showered and
checked my bags I had packed the previous night.

Mom was quite delighted when she met Mrs. Broere and especially when we
toured the small motorhome she had noticed in their driveway.

With all the usual kisses and do's and don'ts we were on the way with my
new best friend and my first camping trip and my first overnight, and maybe
my... first...you know what with Hans. Tingaling.

The van was really cool, and although small quite comfy. Hans and I were at
the back and as I looked around and asked, "There's only 2 bedrooms, where
do we sleep?"

He grinned, "Oh we have our own tent bud, we'll be on our own. Cool eh?"
and grinned deviously.

That got me excited and I saw a sign, `Sunnyside Naturist Campgrounds' and
I thought it strange they liked to bird watch.

I was lazily looking out the window as we passed through the gates, and I
suddenly noticed some naked kids, oh well they let them run around at home
like that. But then! Then a saw a naked woman with a naked man and his big
schlong was swinging!

When I turned to Hans, my jaw down on my chest and eyes wide, he was
smiling as I blurted out, "Shit...shit they're all... all naked!"

He then looked confused, trying not to grin, "Ya, it's a nudist camp,
everyone is naked. What did you expect?"

"I...I dunno...you didn't tell me"

"Well if I would have told you would you have come?"

"I...I don't... I'm not sure"

"You want to see me naked right? The way you were checking out my Johnson
all the time?"

Shit, I could have turned 3 shade of red and crawled out under the door
into traffic.  He chuckled and leaned over, "Well you may have me sizing
you up too, right?" nod, "well I wanted to see you naked so bad, and this
was the chance for us to be naked together for 5 days and get to know each
other real real good, K?"

It sure did now, but I was boning bad now and it startled me when he
reached down and squeezed it, then looked down at his swelling, "Help
yourself" so I grinned and surprised myself, having overcome my shyness so
quickly and gulped as I nervously did. You know, powerful hormones at our
age always come first, right?

"Don't worry, I get boned up too, we all do, so I'll show you how we fix
it, K? Trust me"

OMG, I think we just went through the gates of heaven as I felt the vibes
from his hardness stream up through my arm and down to my aching cock that
he was teasing.

We pulled into their site and I looked out at the naked neighbours,
wondering if I could ever get used to this... Five days...

As his rents started to unload, he said to them, "We have to use the
washrooms, that was a long trip"

When we approached them, a couple naked boys his age came out, laughing at
each other and when they saw us, they waved, "Hey, Hans! Back again? Goin'
in to tame the ol' whip, eh?"

I tried not to stare at their peckers, till Hans replied, "Yepper Shane,
and this is Seth, my neighbor, we gotta drain the main veins, as you can
see" and they looked down at our swollen bulges and nodded. I didn't feel
so self-conscious now.

"I think you're leaking a bit Shane" and we all looked down at the stringer
stretching down from his pecker pucker and he swiped it off, held his
finger up and dropped it on his tongue! His dick was about 4 ½ ", small
bush and dangling balls.

Shane looked at his younger friend, "And hey Larry, you're starting to
sport a bit of a bush, you squirting this year now?"

We looked down at his 4", a half dozen curlies, and smaller uptight baggy
as he proudly proclaimed, "Sure am, Shane just did me" and tugged on it.

"Great to see you, should be a lot of fun this year, we better get in, lose
the juice and get back for setup, later dude"

He grinned, "Right on, and looking forward to seeing more of you Seth" and
giggled.

Again, I didn't blush at the inference, kinda getting into it, like this is
just normal? But OMG my balls were aching as I anxiously hustled into the
washrooms behind him, watching his bubble butt grinding away in his shorts,
the last time I was gonna see them in those shorts for a while...


Well watcha think? Makings of a good story?


Dickydoo2@gmx.com
DD

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