Date: Mon, 7 Sep 2009 20:19:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Crystal Lake-11 (revised)

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Crystal Lake - 11

Trav turned to look at Josh as they passed the sign, "Historical marker one
mile."

The look was withering. Josh instantly regretted his offer to Drew when he
saw how Trav was working to hold back his anger. "I'm sorry," Josh mouthed.

Drew pulled into the narrow lane by the marker, slowed, and parked at the
far end. A picnic table sat in a small clearing just off the road. He
twisted around and looked at the guys in the back seat as if asking "now
what?"

"I need to talk to Josh for a minute," Trav said, as Drew looked from one
to the other.

"No problem, I'll wait by the picnic table."

Josh slid down in the seat as Drew got out, leaving him alone with Trav.

Before Josh could say anything, Trav jumped in, "Are you fucking out of
your mind? You're gonna give him a blow job?"

"It kind of popped out," Josh said, embarrassed that Trav was talking to
him like this.

"This is the guy that's been mean to you for years. I don't get it!"

"I guess I felt sorry for him. I didn't think it all through."

"Fine, tell him it was a joke, and let's get out of here."

Josh was quiet for a moment thinking things over. "No," he whispered. "I'm
gonna do it."

Trav gave Josh a puzzled look. "Okay, now I really don't get it!"

"I can't explain it, but he didn't have to take the blame for the accident
at the dock. He probably did it because he didn't want to get you in
trouble."

Josh paused.

"It feels like I owe him. We owe him."

Trav shook his head, "That's crazy. Okay, he may have saved our asses, but
you don't owe him a blow job!"

"Yeah, okay," Josh said softly. "I won't do it if you say no. You're my
boyfriend; I'd never do anything to hurt you."

Trav looked into Josh's eyes, Josh could tell Trav was struggling to
understand and accept his reasons.

"You really want to do this, don't you?" Trav finally whispered.

Josh shrugged, "Yeah, but it's up to you."

Trav reached out, and Josh crawled into his arms for a hug. "I think that's
why I like you so much, you're always trying to be nice to people," he
whispered in Josh's ear as he held him close. He gave him a squeeze. "But
no kissing, that's just for us."

Josh nodded, his eyes tightly closed. He loved the way he was being held.

"and promise me, you won't do this with every guy you feel sorry for," Trav
said with a tiny chuckle tinged with sadness.

"I promise," Josh whispered. They sat back a little and kissed.

"You going be okay if I do this?" Josh asked.

"No, I'm going be mad as hell!" Trav said softly. "But, I'll still be here
when you come back," he said with a tender smile.

Josh nodded, and then opened the car door. "Wanna watch?" he asked with a
playful look.

"I don't think so." Trav rolled his eyes.

Josh stepped back, nodded and closed the door.

* * * *

Drew was sitting on the top of the picnic table as Josh walked up.

"Travis isn't happy with this, is he?"

"No," Josh said softly.

"You don't have to do it." Drew sighed. "I understand."

Josh looked at the sad expression on Drew's face, his eyes downcast. If he
hadn't been entirely sure before, he was now.

"Have you ever had your dick sucked before?" He asked with a playful smile.

"No, just a hand job from my cousin once."

Josh stepped closer and sat down on the seat. He reached between Drew's
legs and rubbed his bulge. "Well, then I guess it's about time you learn
what it feels like," he said with a giggle.

"You serious?" Drew asked softly.

"Yeah," Josh said with a little grin. "Let's just say it's a thank you for
not outing me and Trav to my Dad.

Drew smiled.

"So, let's see what you got," Josh giggled. "Show me some dick!"

Drew hurriedly unbuttoned his jeans, unzipped, and pulled his cock out into
the warm air.

"Push your pants down a little," Josh said, reaching for him.

Drew lifted his ass off the picnic table, shoved his jeans and underwear
down to his knees, and then sat back down. As Josh wrapped his hand around
his hard shaft, Drew looked toward the road to make sure no one had pulled
in.

"Nice bush," Josh grinned, looking at the thick patch of hair surrounding
Drew's cock. "Fuck, your hard!" he giggled, "I bet it would be fun watching
you stick this up somebody's butt."

Drew blushed.

Josh took his time, slowly becoming acquainted with Drew's dick. He gently
held the throbbing shaft and turned it from side to side examining every
inch. "Nice soft head," he smiled as he ran a finger over the spongy
knob. "You're kind of thin, not as thick as Trav," Josh mumbled as he
wrapped his fingers around the base and gently stroked. "About the same
length, or maybe you're an inch longer." He tugged Drew's dick again. "But
your nuts are definitely way bigger," he giggled.

"Fuck, that feels nice," Drew whispered, closing his eyes.

Josh leaned closer, and, using just the tip of his tongue, lightly gave
Drew's cock head a quick lick. Then he did it a second time.

"You taste like pee."

Josh swirled his tongue around the head, washing it. Then he used the tip
of his tongue to explore the slit, inserting it into the opening.

"That's better," Josh mumbled, finishing licking up what he found there.

"Shit," Drew moaned quietly, "do that again."

Josh pulled back and looked at the throbbing, veined stalk. He stroked it
once, opened his mouth wider, and then really went down on Drew. Wrapping
his lips around the teen's penis, he lapped at the pole, stroked it, and
then sucked. He pushed his head down further, until he felt Drew's cock
bump the back of his throat and then pulled it back out. Then he started
bobbing his head up and down while he stroked.

"Christ," Drew mumbled, lifting his ass off the table trying to shove his
dick further into Josh's mouth. "Oh yeah, that feels great."

Josh pumped the shaft with his hand and swirled his tongue around and
around. The combination must have felt really good to Drew, because he
groaned and pushed down on Josh's head, urging him to take his cock deeper.

"Oh yeah, suck my dick," he begged softly as Josh worked his tongue around
in circles, slurping faster. "Make me cum."

Josh saw movement out of the corner of his eye and glanced toward the
parking lot. Trav was standing at the edge, watching. Their eyes met,
Drew's cock still deep in Josh's mouth. Drew started thrusting slowly in
and out as Josh stared.

Trav looked toward the car as if he was wondering if he should leave. He
looked back at Josh. They stared once again, and then Trav headed toward
him.

Without a word, Trav knelt down close to Josh, and touched one of Josh's
legs. As Josh continued working on Drew's dick, Trav started to softly rub
his leg. He then worked his hand up further until he was at his
crotch. Trav softly cupped Josh's basket, giving it a gentle grope. Josh
pulled his mouth off of Drew's dick, Trav leaned in and they kissed. As
Trav tenderly pawed his dick and balls, Josh slowly stroked Drew. Josh
whimpered softly as he tongued his boyfriend.

Drew opened his eyes and watched as the boys kissed. "You guys are so
lucky."

Several long moments later, Josh broke the kiss, licked his lower lip, and
giggled. "Don't worry, we'll find you a boyfriend."

Josh was relieved Trav seemed okay with what was happening. He gave him
another quick kiss before going back to working on Drew's cock.

Drew looked at Trav.

"He's a pretty good little cocksucker, isn't he?" Trav chuckled softly.

Drew grinned, "Yeah, I wonder where he learned it."

Trav blushed, then smiled.

It was only a few minutes more before Drew's breathing became ragged. He
was lifting his ass off the table as he tried to hump his dick deeper into
Josh's mouth.

Trav continued playing softly with Josh's crotch, but then, apparently
curious, used his other hand to lightly finger Drew's nut sack.

Drew wiggled as Josh took his cock deep into his mouth. The slurping sound
of Josh's mouth sucking dick filled the small clearing.

"Gonna shoot!" Drew finally groaned.

He reached for Josh's head, but Josh pulled back, not wanting his mouth
filled with cum. Instead, he rubbed Drew's dick head against the side of
his face encouraging Drew to shoot it there. A few seconds later that's
exactly what happened.

"Oh fuck," Drew grunted as three hard squirts of cream shot out the end of
his dick and splattered against the side of Josh's face and head.

The hot streams of cum formed three separate trails of greasy white goo
from Josh's jaw up as far as his hair. Drew groaned, grabbed for his dick,
apparently needing to squeeze out the last few drops himself.

Drew slowly relaxed, and his breathing came back to normal.

Josh made a face as he ran a hand down the side of his head, trying to
clean the boy juice off. "Fuck, you shoot almost as much as Trav." He
laughed.

Drew grinned. "You should see it when I save it up."

Trav leaned over and kissed Josh lightly. "You look cute with cum in your
hair," he giggled. "But, play time's over, we need to get our asses home
before my Dad shits a brick!"

"I'm a fucking mess," Josh groaned, trying to clean himself.

Drew quickly pulled off his shoes and then his pants. Tugging his boxers
off, he used them to wipe the cum off his dick and balls, and then offered
them to Josh to clean his face.

Josh gave him a look. "Eeewwww," he groaned, then decided using another
guy's boxers as a cum rag was better than heading home with jizz in his
hair.

Josh handed the wet undies back to Drew when he was finished.

"Maybe I should leave them like this," Drew giggled, "a souvenir of my
first blow job!"

All the guys laughed.

"Thanks, Josh," Drew said softly as the three headed to the car.

Josh smiled. "No problem, he giggled, "but it might be a long time before
Trav let's me give you another one."

Trav turned to Josh with a scowl, "might be?"

Josh laughed, "Okay, it WILL be a long time!"

Drew smiled, "Damn boyfriends," he laughed, "always spoiling the fun!"

* * * *

Drew dropped Trav off at his house, then drove around the lake to do the
same for Josh.

"Thanks again," Drew said as Josh got out.

"No problem."

"Are you and Travis going to be okay?"

Josh shrugged, "I think so!"

Drew nodded and drove away.

* * * *

Josh's Mom had several chores for him to do when he got inside, and those
took most of the afternoon. Josh made a sandwich and got a glass of
lemonade as his Mom headed to work at the restaurant and his Dad to tend
bar at the tavern.

He watched TV for a couple of hours, and, as the sun started to set,
decided to walk down to the shore and the nightly campfire. Some of the
kids staying at the resort had started throwing a Frisbee and he joined in.

As darkness came, Josh heard the familiar sound of Trav's boat and watched
as the red and green running lights came closer and closer.

"Surprised your Dad let you out," Josh laughed as he helped tie up.

"He said, `back by eleven or your butt's in a sling'" Trav laughed.

The guys walked to the campfire and sat on a log near the back. They were
content to just be together as the day came to an end.

As the last of the resort visitors headed to their cabins, Josh and Trav
were left alone. Josh reached for Trav's hand and held it softly.

"Thanks for coming over tonight," he whispered.

"Joshie, we need to talk."

Josh laughed softly, "You almost never call me that."

"Sorry, I forgot you don't like it."

"If you say it, it's okay," Josh smiled.

"About today," Trav said softly.

"Oh, oh," Josh whispered.

"It's not that!"

"What?"

"Well, if we're really going to be boyfriends, it has to mean something."

"Like what?"

"Like we can't get with other guys, we have to care about how what we say
or do is going to affect the other guy."

"Sorry," Josh whispered.

Trav put his arm around Josh's waist. "I really, really like you!"

There was a pause before Trav continued, "I hoped you felt the same way."

Neither boy spoke for a moment.

Josh lay his head against Trav's shoulder. They looked at the fire as it
burned down to embers. Trav put his finger under Josh's chin and raised his
head up. They kissed, softly, and long.

After, Josh looked around, hoping no one saw.

"It's a great night for the stars," Josh whispered. "I wish you could
stay."

Trav nodded and pulled Josh closer.

"What time is it anyway?" Josh asked.

Trav looked at his watch. "Shit!" he cursed, and quickly stood up. "Eleven
thirty!"

"You're so busted!" Josh giggled, and Trav moaned.

* * * *

It was four days later; Josh's Dad came to take over at the pier as
usual. "Haven't seen much of Travis lately," he said with a curious
look. "You guys always seem to be together, what's going on?"

"He was late getting home; I think he got in trouble with his Dad."

Mr. Danielson nodded. "Yeah, that's probably it!" he laughed.

In fact, Josh was getting worried maybe it was more than that. He had been
thinking a lot about what he had done with Drew. He really hoped it hadn't
damaged their friendship.

"I wasn't thinking about how he would feel," he said to himself over and
over. "Shit, I fucked up!" he brooded.

Finally, later that afternoon, the phone rang.

"About damn time you called!" Josh said relieved, but also concerned. "I
tried your satellite phone, like, six times, and all I got was voicemail!
One more try and I would have come over in the boat!"

"My Dad grounded my ass, no phone, no computer, no video games," Trav
moaned. "He said he needed to teach me responsibility."

"Poor baby," Josh teased, relieved his boyfriend hadn't been mad at him.

"Two weeks, Josh!" Trav whined.

"Well at least he didn't take his belt to your butt!" Josh giggled
again. "So how did you get a phone?"

"Dad's looking over the new addition, and Mom is in the can," Trav
laughed. I have, like, six minutes."

The guys chatted, and then a hurried, "Gotta go" from Trav ended the
conversation.

* * * *

After finishing his work at the pier each day, Josh would head back to the
house, get something to eat, and then walk the mile or so down the dusty
lane to the crossroads, where the three main branches of the lake road came
together. This was the spot where the twenty or so mailboxes for the
residents were all grouped. Josh emptied the resort mail into a small cloth
sack and then headed back.

This time, as he quickly filled the sack, he found a brown paper package
just a little smaller than the size of a carton of cigarettes. He looked at
the label. Return address "State College" with a PO box. In the area
marked, "TO" it read, "Josh Danielson."

"What the fuck?" Josh whispered to himself as he turned the box over and
tried to guess its weight. Eager to see what was inside, he tore at the
corner of the wrapping. A white layer of paper appeared with the words,
"For Your Eyes only!" in bright red ink.

Josh looked around and thought about opening it the rest of the way, but
decided he'd get it back to his room where he had some privacy.

The walk back home seemed particularly long. Tossing the sack of mail on
the kitchen table, he hurried to his room and locked the door. Sitting on
his bed, he tore the paper off.

A letter was attached to several items with a rubber band. As Josh pulled
the rubber band off, three boxes of condoms spilled to the floor.

"Jesus Christ!" Josh cussed as he hurried to scoop up the packages. His
face growing red, Josh unfolded the letter.

"Dear Josh, You don't know me, but my brother Travis called and told me you
really needed my help. He said you were thinking of having sex with your
girlfriend. He thought age 14 is way too young to do stuff like that, and I
agreed. But, he said he thought you were going to do it anyway. As your
friend, he wanted to make sure you were safe, so he asked me to buy these
for you. He said he thought you'd be too embarrassed to do it yourself.
Please, Josh, wait for marriage! You are much too young to do this! You
have other things way more important to think about. But, if you decide not
to wait, at least stay safe.

Regards, Elizabeth Cullen"

Josh grinned, "Trav's sister?" he giggled, "Travis, you fucker!" he yelled
with a laugh. "I am so going to get you back for this," he giggled.

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