Date: Sun, 9 Aug 2009 17:25:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Crystal Lake - 3

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contains descriptions of imagined sexual activity between teenage boys. If
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Crystal Lake - 3

To Josh, the second kiss was even better than the first, if that were
possible. Travis had gently touched his lips to his, and this time ever so
lightly pushed his tongue forward. Josh instinctively opened his lips and
felt Travis' tongue glide over his teeth and a little deeper into his
mouth. The moment Josh's tongue met Travis's something like electricity
shot through him. Josh's cock jerked and he had an incredible urge to
thrust his dick against something. The kiss went on for what seemed a long
time.

Reluctantly pulling his mouth away from that wonderful second kiss, he
looked at Travis. "Sorry, but I think we better go," he whispered.

Josh was turned on by what had just happened, but also confused. "I just
kissed a boy!" he thought, and somewhere deep down, he knew he needed time
to make sense of it.

"Okay," Travis said tenderly with a smile, "whatever you want."

Josh nodded and blushed.

As he sat up, his dick stuck out from his stomach in an almost comical
way. Embarrassed, he got to his feet and quickly dived into the cool water,
hoping it would solve his problem. It did.

As both boys gathered up their things on shore, a couple of uncertain looks
passed between them. Josh blushed as he dressed.

"Thanks for showing me this place," Travis whispered as they got ready to
leave.

Josh nodded, "It was fun," he whispered back.

"So, give me your cell number," Travis said, finishing tying his shoes.

Josh laughed. "They don't work around here."

"Shit, I forgot!" Travis groaned.

Josh laughed again, "Tell you what, I'll give you the resort number; they
can pass on a message for me to call you back at your house."

Travis nodded unenthusiastically. Josh hoped that a little thing like not
having cell phones wouldn't get in the way of their growing friendship.

* * * *

The guys made good time hiking back to the resort.

Josh watched Travis speed away in his boat. Travis waved, but Josh just
stood there, unsure of what to do, finally turning and walking back to the
house.

Several days went by, with Josh being busy with work and Travis apparently
busy settling into the family's new house. At least Josh hoped that was the
reason why Travis hadn't called. Each night Josh lay in bed reliving those
few minutes at the cove.

"He kissed me," Josh kept saying to himself over and over again; his dick
twitching at the thought. Travis quickly became the object of nearly every
one of Josh's jerk off fantasies.

* * * *

By Wednesday Josh had made up his mind. He had concluded, that he had
indeed meant it when he had said "yes" to wanting to be friends with
Travis. When his Dad came to take over at the dock, Josh asked if he could
use the boat. This time, Mr. Danielson readily agreed.

"Thanks, Dad," Josh grinned as he climbed into the eighteen foot fishing
boat, put on a life vest, and with both hands, pulled the cord on the
outboard. It started instantly. Josh let it idle for a minute while he
untied the bow, climbed back to the stern, let the chain loose, and put the
engine in reverse. Soon he was turned around and powering his way over the
small swells of another boat, full speed toward Travis' house.

Ten minutes later he throttled it back to a no wake speed as he neared the
Cullen's dock.

"Saw you coming!" Travis greeted Josh as he came down from the cabin and
got on his knees to catch the bow of the boat.

"Just got off work!" Josh laughed as he cut the engine and waited for
Travis to wrap a line around the bow cleat.

Josh unzipped his vest and tossed it on the forward seat; then climbed out,
grabbing the hand that Travis enthusiastically offered, practically pulling
him out of the boat.

"Sup?" Josh smiled, "Haven't seen you in a couple of days."

"Dad's got a project going," Travis grinned, "Mom decided we needed more
space, so Dad has an architect looking at adding a room or two."

"Already starting to build a mansion?" Josh teased.

"No!" Travis laughed, "Dad's going green. He hired a guy that studied at
Taliesin, the Frank Lloyd Wright School of design, he promises to make the
place blend in and use natural materials."

Josh really smiled this time, "glad to hear you're leaving the city
behind!"

Travis nodded; they both laughed.

Josh spent the rest of the afternoon in Travis' room playing around with
his music stuff, video games, and even helping him unpack the last few
boxes the movers had left in his closet. Josh noted the racks were full of
expensive clothes. He was embarrassed to think that most of his own
wardrobe was better suited to that of a lumberjack. Josh watched Travis
moving the boxes around, noticing how easily he picked them up. His muscles
bulged a little; it was obvious Travis was in great shape.

"Do you work out or something?" Josh asked as they unpacked a box of video
games.

"Well, I played tennis at my old school; coach encouraged me to do some
stuff with the weights. He thought I could use a little more upper body
strength."

"So were you any good?"

"Yeah, actually I was. But it was only my first year, so who knows?" he
shrugged. "Dad paid for a private tennis tutor last summer, so I spent
almost every day at the club."

"Now you're stuck here!" Josh smirked.

"Yup, `camp-what-the-fuck'" He laughed.

Josh found Halo 2 at the bottom of the box. "Want to play?" he asked.

Travis nodded and they set things up. It was no surprise that Travis kicked
ass. By the second game, though, Josh was gaining some ground.

"Give me some time to practice, and I'll be the one kicking butt!" Josh
smiled as Travis teased him.  They played a little longer and then tired of
being inside. They headed out the front door and sat on a wood bench near
the shore.

"I think I'm starting to like it here," Travis said softly as he stared
across the lake in the direction of the resort.

"Yeah the place kind of grows on ya," Josh said.

There was silence for a minute.

"I wanted to come over and see you," Travis whispered, "but I wasn't sure
what you'd think of that. I even picked up the phone, like, three times but
never went through with it." Travis turned to Josh. "I mean, well, you
know."

Josh nodded. "Yeah, I needed to think a little bit, too," Josh said softly,
kicking at the sandy ground.

"And?" Travis asked just as softly.

"You probably think I'm a real hick. I don't know very much about stuff."

"I think you know a lot! You know all about this place, the trees, animals
and stuff like that. You know way more about boats and running a resort
than I'll ever know."

"But I don't know much about other things," Josh whispered.

Travis reached for Josh's hand. Josh let him wrap his fingers through
his. Josh blushed. This was the first time he had ever held hands with a
boy.

"You are so cute!" Travis giggled.

Josh turned, "So now you're making fun of me?" he playfully pouted.

"No, it's not that!" Travis laughed. "I just really want us to be friends,"
he giggled, "Besides, I'm not asking you to marry me!"

That made them both grin.

"Okay, okay" Josh giggled, as Travis playfully tickled him, "I'll be your
friend!"

He looked at Travis and couldn't stop smiling. Every time he tried to put a
serious look on his face he broke up. He was so happy, there was no way he
could stop smiling.

* * * *

Friday night came around and Travis was hoping to find a way to see Josh
again.

"Let's go for fish," he eagerly suggested when his Mom asked what the
family wanted for supper.

He looked hopefully at his Dad.

"Fine with me!" His Dad said with a smile, "besides, I think I could use a
drink tonight!" He winked.

Travis' Mom rolled her eyes in a playful "boys will be boys" kind of look.

Mrs. Danielson seated them at the same center table as the previous week,
and Travis tried to keep a straight face when Josh hurried over to fill
their water glasses.

"Your server will be right here," Josh said with a trace of a smile and
then gave Travis a final look before turning to leave.

"A new friend?" Travis' Mom asked as she watched Josh walk away.

"Well, we're the same age, and will be in the same grade," Travis said as
casually as he could.

"He seems like a nice boy," his Mom replied, apparently giving her stamp of
approval.

Their server took their orders and it wasn't long before the food
arrived. Travis chatted with his mom and Dad about the new rooms that were
going to be added to their place, and he reminded his Dad that getting them
set up for internet access had to be a priority.

"I have a guy coming over on Monday," Mr. Cullen assured him. We'll figure
something out.

They finished their meal and ordered dessert.

Travis smiled. "May I be excused?" he asked as he wiped his lips with a
napkin and looked in Josh's direction.

His Dad nodded. He hurried over to Josh and managed to get him off to the
side.

"Can you get another day off?"

Josh nodded, "Yeah, I can have Sunday again," he smiled.

"Want to hike some more?"

"Got a better idea," Josh offered. "Ask your folks if you can go camping."

"Isn't that what we're doing?" Travis laughed.

"In a tent, stupid," Josh giggled. "I know a great place not far from here
and I have all the gear."

"When?"

"Tomorrow night, that way we have all the next day to explore."

Travis headed back to the table. "Um, could I go camping with Josh
tomorrow? He has all the gear and stuff."

"I don't see why not, you're not going very far are you?" his Dad asked.

"No, Josh says it's close to here."

"So, are you finally getting over the `THIS IS THE WORST PLACE IN THE
WORLD!' tantrum you through a week or two ago?" His Dad teased.

"Yeah," Travis blushed. "Sorry about that,"

Travis' Mom tried to hold back a smile.

"Travis looked at both parents one at a time with a lift of an eyebrow as
if asking, "So?"

His Dad smiled, "Yes, you can go camping with Josh. But whatever he says
goes. I don't want you getting lost!"

Travis grinned and looked around the room for Josh. They caught one
another's eyes and Travis gave him a quick thumbs up. Josh grinned, getting
the message.

* * * *

The next night, Josh glanced at his watch and saw that it was nearly eight
by the time they had finished pitching the tent, spreading out the sleeping
bags, and storing the rest of their gear. He suggested they clear a small
area, ring it with rocks from the shore, and build a small fire.

"It'll be fun to do some marshmallows," Josh explained. They talked for a
couple of hours, roasting a few marshmallows, and finally calling it quits
when the fire died down and the mosquitoes moved in. Climbing into the tent
they hung a small battery lantern from the pole, tied the flap shut, and
opened the sleeping bags.

"Never done this before," Travis shrugged, "do you like, uh, wear your
clothes or what?"

Josh smiled, "boxers or briefs?" he giggled.

"Boxers!" Travis laughed.

"Just strip down to them and crawl in."

Both guys got comfortable and snuggled close. Travis stared at Josh, and
Josh stared back.

"Spacing out again?" Josh asked with a blush.

"Not this time," Travis said softly.

Josh wanted to kiss Travis, but didn't know how to let him know that's what
he wanted. An awkward silence added to the tension.

Travis reached his hand out of his sleeping bag and with one finger touched
Josh's cheek. Lightly and playfully he tapped the end of Josh's nose. Josh
giggled.

"Joshie!" That's what I should call you.

"What?" Josh laughed.

"You look like you're 10, not 14, you need a nickname!" Travis smiled.

"Not Joshie!" Josh warned, my grandmother calls me that sometimes, and I
hate it!"

"Okay, how about `Jay'"

Josh thought about it a second. "Okay, but I think I still like Josh
better." He smiled. "What about you? I say, `Trav'."

Travis nodded. "Okay with me,"

It was quiet for a moment as both boys stared at one another.

"What do you want to do?" Trav whispered as he tenderly stroked Josh's
cheek.

"What do YOU want to do?" Josh whispered back.

"I asked you first," Trav grinned.

"I don't know," Josh said so softly it could barely be heard, and then he
blushed.

There was silence again.

Trav leaned closer, his intent clear. Josh eagerly met him halfway. Josh
closed his eyes as their lips met. The kiss was tender, but quickly became
more passionate. Not waiting, Josh opened his mouth in invitation, and
Trav's tongue quickly accepted and wiggled in. Josh groaned when that same
incredible feeling from before raced through him as Trav further deepened
the kiss.

They both moaned as the kiss went on, their tongues wrestling. Trav
tenderly reached for the back of Josh's neck and pulled him closer. Josh
was a quick learner, and he copied Trav's movements, letting his fingers
caress Trav's neck and hair. They kissed deeply like that for many long
minutes. Josh trembled like a fawn as Trav touched him, made love to him.

"I'm so fucking hard," Trav whispered when they finally broke the embrace
for a moment.

"Me too," Josh groaned, staring into Trav's eyes.

Trav reached over and pulled at the zipper of Josh's sleeping bag and
peeled the top back. He gently placed his hand on Josh's flat stomach and
slowly moved it down toward his crotch.

"Oh God," Josh whimpered, but made no attempt to stop Trav from touching
him there.

"I am so going to jerk you off," Trav smiled as he slid his hand under the
waistband of the boxers and fished around for Josh's dick. Wrapping his
fingers around the stiff shaft, Trav gently stroked. Josh groaned, and
thrust his cock deeper into Trav's hand. Trav leaned down and kissed him
again. Trav's tongue fucked his mouth while his hand jerked his
cock. Josh's senses were being overloaded as he lay completely at Trav's
mercy.

"Grab my dick," Trav grunted, pulling back from their kiss.

Josh didn't hesitate. He reached for Trav and then whimpered, "Oh, fuck,
you're big!"

"Jerk me," Trav pleaded and thrust his hips forward, guiding the head of
his dick through Josh's fingers.

Josh pushed back Trav's foreskin, touched his spongy head, and then gripped
his hard shaft. He slowly stroked it, taking care to pleasure every inch.

"Hold still," Trav moaned, "I wanna fuck your hand!"

Josh stopped stroking and held his grip while Trav started thrusting his
cock into his palm again and again.

"Oh Fuck," Trav moaned as Josh twisted his hand a bit.

They kissed, and jerked each other with increasing urgency.

"Make me cum!" Josh whimpered, just as he had in his fantasies. "Fucking
make me cum!" he pleaded, hungrily kissing Trav and grinding his cock in
and out of his friend's hand.

A few more strokes and both boys were gasping for air, readying themselves
for release.

"Gonna shoot," Josh finally warned as he felt the tingle. "Oh, fuuuuuck!"
he grunted as his cock suddenly twitched.

Three long spurts of hot cum squirted into Trav's hand and onto his belly.

A few seconds later Trav groaned, "Oh shit." He urgently thrust his dick
through the hole made by Josh's hand. "Jerk me faster," he softly pleaded
as he squirmed and started to shoot his load.

Both boys took their cues from the other and tried to match the pace and
the feel of the hand that was on their own dick. They masturbated each
other until their balls were empty and both were drained of cum. They
finally slowed, and then stopped. Josh pulled Trav closer, this time he
became the aggressor, kissing him hard one last time. He ground his wet
cock into Trav's crotch, mixing his sperm with his friend's. As his dick
softened, Josh finally calmed down and pulled away.

Exhausted, they both rolled onto their backs.

"Fuck, that was amazing," Trav whispered.

"Uh huh," Josh mumbled, overwhelmed.

They were both quiet for a couple of minutes.

"Thanks," Trav whispered, rolling to his side to look into Josh's
face. "It's never been that good."

"Never?" Josh asked with a blush. "There must have been lots of other
times."

Trav lowered his eyes. "I haven't done as much as you think."

"You haven't?" Josh asked a little surprised, propping his head up, leaning
on his elbow.

"I've just kissed a little, you know, made out, and that was with girls."
Trav blushed. "I've never kissed a boy or jerked off with anybody before."

Josh blinked, "You little turd!" he said somewhat annoyed. "Mr. I know
everything!"

Trav hesitated and then went on, "I didn't mean for you to think that!"
Trav stammered, "I've been thinking about guys for a long time. But, I
could never try anything back home. I guess I couldn't really be myself."
Trav said, hoping Josh would understand. Then, as if to make a joke he
said, "But, you can still ask me anything you want about the city!"

Josh gave Trav a swift and hard punch on the arm. "You fucker!"

"Ow, that hurt!" Trav whined, rubbing his arm.

Josh grinned, "Serves you right!" he laughed.

"Sorry for leading you on," Trav apologized, giving Josh a sheepish grin.

Josh nodded, apology accepted.

"So, if you never kissed a boy before, why did you kiss me?" Josh asked
softly.

"That day at the cove I saw you lying there, and your eyes seemed to go
right through me. I couldn't help myself. I had to see what it was like."
Trav paused, "it was magical," he whispered.

"So, when school starts are you going to go back to liking girls?" Josh
teased.

"Maybe," Trav smiled, "but something tells me that won't happen. I think I
like guys way more."

"Good," Josh smiled, "because I have an idea."

"That being?"

"That we do this again!" Josh giggled.

"I like that idea!" Trav grinned.

* * * *

The boys snuggled close to one another for maybe a half an hour,
occasionally smiling and one or the other leaning in for a soft kiss.

"This is fun," Josh whispered, "But, we have to stop for a minute. I really
need to pee!"

Trav nodded, "yeah, me too."

The guys climbed out of their sleeping bags and untied the flap of the
tent. Josh led the way to the edge of their little clearing. Pushing his
boxers down over his ass, he grabbed his dick.

"Over there," he said to Trav as he aimed a stream of golden rain down onto
a sprig of `Indian Paintbrush', the wild flower swaying back and forth as
he hosed it down.

Trav dropped his pants, smiled, and pissed in the same spot. The two
streams crossing.

"Will it kill it?" Trav asked with a grin, shaking the last few drops of
pee off his dick.

"Nah, it'll be fine." Josh laughed, think of it as fertilizer. He pulled up
his boxers and watched Trav tuck his dick away.

"The moon seems really bright tonight."

Josh followed Trav's gaze and saw the familiar silvery disc rising over the
trees, its reflection shining on the lake. "It's a full moon." He continued
to scan the sky. See over there? "Orion's belt," he pointed.

Trav looked in that direction. "Oh yeah."

"And the North Star," He pointed again.

"We couldn't see stars in Chicago," Trav said softly, watching as Josh
pointed out others. "Too many street lights," he shrugged.

"Sometimes I just like to lie on the ground and see how many things I can
pick out. "I guess that makes me a total geek, huh?" Josh said sadly and
turned to go back into the tent.

"I don't think you're a geek for liking this sort of stuff. Besides, you
make it sound really interesting. I think it's cool!"

"Really?"

Trav nodded and smiled.

"Thanks."

Josh didn't talk much about his interest in astronomy, but it seemed with
Trav, he couldn't help himself. He was relieved to hear that his new friend
didn't think it was too weird.

"Do you, like, have a telescope?" Trav asked as they ducked back into the
tent.

"Nah," Josh frowned, "maybe some day."

The boys climbed into their sleeping bags and settled in for the night,
and, with yawns, both soon fell asleep.

* * * *

As the sun slowly rose in the morning, Josh was the first one to stir. Like
a kid at Christmas, he playfully shook Travis awake. As Trav rubbed the
sleep from his eyes, Josh reached into his sleeping bag and wrapped his
hand around Trav's cock.

"You ready to jerk off, city boy?" He laughed, giving Trav's dick a stroke.

Trav's penis was already hard.

"I guess you are!" Josh giggled.


* * * *

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