Date: Fri, 29 Jan 2021 03:01:28 +0100 (CET)
From: biffspork@tutanota.com
Subject: One Summer Morning Chapter 5

The following is the fifth chapter of a nine chapter story involving
romantic and physical intimacy between minor boys. If such stories are
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One Summer Morning

Chapter 5

Mani came after me in hot pursuit and caught up just as we reached the rocks.
We faced each other like sumo wrestlers. He lunged forward and we tussled and
twisted until we were on the sand, rolling over and over. I ended up on top and
held him down by the shoulders. I said, "Aha, now I've got you. It's time for
the Mondial Grapple," and I bent down and pressed my lips to his. I felt his
sandy arms come up and around me and we stayed locked in that embrace for a
long time. His lips were so sweet and I marvelled at how they could be so firm
and so soft at the same time. Then I moved my mouth to his ear and said, "Do
you give up? Surrender?"

"Yeah," he said, "I'm all yours. You can do whatever you want to me. But, your
bum crack is full of sand and is slowly grinding my boner off. There's a nice
warm shallow tidal pool where we can lose the sand and relax. Let's go."

I jumped up and said, "Sorry for grinding you. I hope you still have a bit of
boner left?"

"I hope so too or I'll have to use yours from now on!" he retorted as he trotted
over the black rock. It looked like it had been poured onto the beach, lava I
guessed, from some ancient volcano. It was pitted with circular depressions full
of water. Each contained a variety of sea life. Further up the shoreline the rock
pools were larger but shallower with sandy bottoms. I was amazed as we
lowered ourselves into one as large as a backyard swimming pool. The water,
two to three feet deep, had been baking in the sun all morning and was actually
warm. We paddled over to the far side and idly brushed the sand off our bodies.

There was nobody visible in any direction except Jack and he was just a dot of
color far along the curve of the bay. I slid over beside Mani, put my head on his
shoulder and wrapped an arm around his chest. In the warm water our erections
were not inhibited and waved gently as they flexed. Mani put his arm around
my shoulder and pulled me up for a kiss. Now I was floating half on top of him,
my  eager penis rubbing against his hip. I could feel his erection occasionally
brushing against my hip. We kissed for a long time.

 I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his boner. It felt really good in
my hand. I never felt anyone's boner before. I didn't do anything with it. I just
held it like a precious thing. It was Mani in my hand. I felt his hand grip my
erection. He too just held it, squeezing it a little from time to time. We kissed
again, a long tender kiss. Then I felt a slowly mounting, then a bursting
pleasure in my penis, impossible to resist, and it erupted at the same instant that
I felt hot semen hitting my wrist from Mani's penis. We held each other tightly
and both penises sprayed and squirted again and again. The pleasure lingered as
we lay quietly. Mani's penis was still hard and erect in my hand and jerked and
throbbed occasionally as it softened. Mine was doing the same.

"Wow!" breathed Mani. "That was something else. It was like a wet dream. But
it wasn't a dream. It was you and me, here and now. You're something else,
Kevin. You know, yesterday after you left, I was thinking about you as I walked
back along the beach. By the time I got to my campsite I had a really huge
boner and I just went back into the woods to my pee tree and started to jerk off.
I only gave it a stroke or two and I was spraying come all over the place. I was
coming in my legs and my knees went all weak. I kinda collapsed and ended up
kneeling on the ground."

"Yeah," I said. "Me too. On the trail home yesterday I had to go behind a big
tree and jerk off. It only took two strokes and I was wrecked. I ended up on my
knees too."

"But that's not all," said Mani. "After I got up and walked back to the campsite
I built a fire and put some beans on to cook and then I had to go back to the pee
tree and give that big tree a little more boy come. It only took about a half a
minute and I was coming all over the place again."

I laughed. "God! Me too. After the first one I walked up the trail about fifteen
minutes then I had to go find another tree. Then when I came again it was huge
and I could hardly stand. Guess what happened next?"

"What?"

"I heard a sound and looked up and there was a young couple standing there
staring at me. My boner was still poking out and oozing and dripping jizz and
the girl asked me if I was okay."

Between gasps of laughter Mani asked, "What did you tell her?" By this time
he had pulled himself out onto the rock and was lying on his back holding his
belly.

I knelt over him, poked him in the ribs and said, "I told her my underwear had
got caught. On a branch. With some thorns on it."

Mani crowed with laughter and rolled away from my jabs and pokes. Between
gasps he said, "You're standing there with your shorts and briefs around your
ankles and your dick sticking out and dripping with come...gasp...and you tell
her that it's because your underwear got....gasp...caught...gasp...on a branch?"

"Well, I thought about making up a bear attack...gasp...but the...gasp...branch
thing...seemed more...gasp...realistic."

"Realistic!" shouted Mani and he curled into fetal position while peals of
laughter poured out of him. "A bear," he choked. "Why not an elephant or a
rhinoceros?"

"I should have said a velociraptor!" I said and poked him in all those ticklish
spots whose location I was discovering and memorizing.

When we recovered Mani said, "Oh, I'm dying." He took a deep breath then
continued, "And that second one I had wasn't the last either. After I ate my
beans I was sitting thinking about you and I just had to go and do it again and
that time it was just as total. I didn't think I could come so hard so many times
in a row. You're too sexy, Kevin."

"You too," I said. "I took a shower before bed and had to do it again."

"And, then, just now, that was really incredible," said Mani reflectively. "I
mean we didn't even stroke our dicks and we came and came and came. It was
beautiful but almost a little scary. I didn't think you could come like that – I
mean, just from kissing someone."

"Maybe we should do more sex things," I suggested.

Mani looked at me for a minute then said, "For now, let's have a look at these
tidal pools. They're really neat." He led the way over to a nearby pool and we
knelt down at the edge and peered in. When we first looked into the pool it was
like nothing was happening and then the longer we looked the more different
animals we saw moving around and chasing each other. There were small fish,
crabs and snails and attached to the rock at the edges there were little flower-
like things. Mani said they were called anemones and they were animals, not
plants. While we watched, a big orange one suddenly opened up and waved its
tentacles.

I looked at the anemone and said, "I wonder what it would be like to stick your
boner in that thing. It looks really sort of soft and neat, all those little tentacle
fluttering around."

"You're disgusting," said Mani. "I'm going to have to keep a close watch over
you and make sure your balls are drained at all times."

"I said I wondered what it would be like to stick YOUR boner in it, not mine," I
said.

"You think you can just stick my boner anywhere you like?" said Mani.

"And you think you can just drain my balls any time you want?"

"Yeah, I've got a top-secret ball-draining tool, high-tech, just suck those little
balls of yours inside out in no time flat," said Mani and we continued to razz
each other like that, peer at the pond life and point out interesting creatures.
There were about fifteen of those pools somehow carved out of the surface of
the rock and we checked them all out, one by one because they were all a little
different, with different colors of anemones and different little fish and hermit
crabs. As we stood up from the last pool I realized how hot it had grown and
how hungry I had become.

We ran all the way back to Mani's camp. The beach had grown busier. We
passed about twenty nude people, mostly single older men but a few couples
and four or five younger guys who looked like body-builders. Mani knew
everybody's name and we waved and called out to them as we flew past.
Everybody knew Mani and shouted and waved back. It was like we were in a
parade.

When we got to Mani's we jumped in the water for about one minute and then
tore up to the camp beneath the trees to devour the provisions my mother had
packed for us.

We started with some chips and guacamole and moved on to graze through a
tub of potato salad. Sandwiches followed and we capped the feast with bananas,
grapes and some more cherries. I fed Mani another orange and it was as much
fun as the previous day. When we were stuffed he reached into a big plastic
storage container he had and pulled out some cookies.

"These are from Peter's wife, Mary," he said. "She knows I'm vegan and makes
them special for me without any eggs or butter or anything. "They're really
good."

We munched. I said, "Mani, I've got a few more questions."

"Okay. Ask away."

"This is great," I said looking at his campsite and the beach. "But what are you
gonna do when it starts to get cold, like in September?"

"I dunno. Mostly I don't think about it because I don't know what I can do. I
just hope they don't catch me before summer ends because this is really good,
especially since I met you."

"Do you think they'll catch you?"

"They always did other times. One thing is that my last foster placement, those
people are only in it for the money. There's a good chance they haven't even
reported me as missing yet, as long as they get the support cheque.  So I might
be able to hang out here until summer ends."

"What happens if they catch you?"

"They usually just put me in a group home for a while until they can find
another foster placement, someplace else to dump me."

We sat in silence here for a minute while I digested that information. Then Mani
said, "Jack said I could come and live with him in the winter if I wanted. It'd be
okay except I'm pretty sure he'd expect me to sleep with him and I don't want
to do that."

"Okay, here's another question: You must have some clothes – let me see them,
please."

Mani dug around under the overhanging tarpaulin and came up with a t-shirt,
shorts and a hoodie, all pretty threadbare and grubby. Then he produced a pair
of worn running shoes but no socks.

"That's it?" I said.

"Yeah, when I was making my getaway I didn't want to carry anything except
what I really needed to camp with."

"Have you got a comb or a hairbrush?" I asked. A plan was beginning to form
in my head.

"Yeah, I got a comb," he said and produced one after searching for a minute.

 "Okay," I said as he handed me the comb. "Sit up and turn around." I sat down
behind him with my legs around him and began to comb his hair. He put his
hands on my feet and played with my toes. There were a lot of knots and
frazzles in his hair but it was a nice thing to do while I thought of how we could
keep on being together.

I paused from combing, grabbed my pack and put it down in front of him.
"Mani, dig around in that front pocket and you'll find a piece of paper with my
name and address and phone number on it. When I finish combing your hair
you can put that in a safe place so if they catch you and I'm not here you'll
know how to get in touch with me. Okay?"

"Good idea," said Mani holding up the piece of paper I had prepared the night
before.

"You got any money?" I asked.

"No. You want some?"

"No, I've got lots," I said. "Dig around in that same front pocket and you will
find a twenty dollar bill. Everybody should have a little money in case they ever
need it. You keep that twenty."

"Are you kidding me? I never had twenty bucks in my life."

"Shut up and put it in a safe place. You might need it some time. You can pay
me back when you're rich and famous."

All tousled and tangled, his gold-streaked brown hair provided a delightfully
chaotic contrast to his even and perfect features. Now, when it was combed it
was fully as beautiful but in a completely different way. He looked like a prince
or an angel.

I handed the comb back to him, patted his shoulder and wrapped my arms
around his neck and hugged him from behind. "You're so beautiful, Mani. I'm
so happy you're my friend."

"You wanna smell my farts? I could kill you with one fart. Be careful!"

"I'm sure they smell like roses," I said. "Now if you dig around inside my pack
you will find some other stuff I brought down for you to eat when I'm not here."

Soon he had pulled out the instant organic ramen, the packages of vegan
cookies, and some of my other favorite foods. And though he protested he
stowed it all in his plastic food chest and I felt a little easier about his living
arrangements. My mind was still ticking over and considering various
possibilities when he pulled me to my feet and said, "No more questions, no
more thinking. It's time for a swim and some frisbee. Let's go!"

We were developing a routine for our icy ocean dips. The object was to feel
every inch of the other's body while dousing and dunking him thoroughly.
There was no chance of this turning into a full-on sex romp since all the
genitalia were shrunk in hypothermic retreat. It was fun to pick Mani up and
hold him in my arms like an infant and then chuck him as far as I could.
Though he could barely lift me, Mani liked to grab me by my legs, swing me
around, then fling me into the ocean. I loved growing familiar with his bum
crack and his armpits, his shoulder blades and belly button, and that irresistible
spot behind his knees that would cause him to collapse in giggles if touched. It
all had to be done fast since we could only stand to be in the water for about ten
minutes.

Then it was frisbee and soaking up some heat while racing around and leaping
in the air like gazelles. I never ran so fast or jumped so high before as that
afternoon's frisbee catch session. Sometimes after a dip we'd just loll on the
sand until we had dried then play some more frisbee catch. We played until we
were exhausted, then had a quick dip and straggled up towards the campsite.

"Snooze time!" said Mani as he threw himself down on the sleeping bag we had
returned to its place under the tarp.

The morning's exploration of the tidal pools, the heavy lunch, the icy dips, the
wild frisbee session, the drug-like afternoon heat, all weighed on my eyelids
and I faded away contentedly as soon as I laid myself down beside Mani.

Perhaps an hour later I awoke refreshed and happy to find that while sleeping
we had again gravitated towards each other and were now completely entwined,
arms and legs entangled. Though awake I didn't open my eyes. I could tell by
Mani's nose touching mine that his lips were but an inch from mine and I
pushed forward until I could feel those wonderfully firm and smooth lips of his.
I always think of them as sweet but it was not a taste, it was a feeling, a
sweetness of the flesh. While I was enjoying that feeling, I became aware of his
tongue searching between my lips. I parted my lips and his tongue pushed
through into my mouth.

Our kisses until then, though sensually delightful, had only been lip to lip. This
was a whole new experience. His tongue was inside my mouth. Mani was
inside my mouth, and I realized that his mouth was open to me, that I could
explore it, tongue-stroll around his beautiful white teeth and play with his pink
tongue. And oh, he tasted so good. Our tongues met and began to examine each
other, to twiddle each other, to dance and wriggle against each other like two
blind worms that had suddenly discovered that they were not alone, that there
was another just like themselves in the darkness, another who wanted to be
caressed and loved. I don't know how long we kissed but the kissing and the
writhing together led to another massive orgasm and we squirted semen all over
each other while groaning in intense pleasure.

Some time later Mani peeled himself away from my sticky groin, grinned at me
and said "I'll race you to that big blue bathtub we have here!" Then he leaped
up and I charged after him. He got to the water first but I was no more than an
inch behind him and leapfrogged over him as he bent to splash some water on
his groin.  When we were clean we strolled arm-in-arm up to the campsite. We
emptied a couple of juice boxes and then went to the pee tree. Then I began to
gather my stuff. These days, though they were so full of wonder, went so fast! I
left the binoculars with Mani since I wouldn't be using them at home. I emptied
my pack except for the empty food containers so a few extra juice boxes went
into Mani's food box. That gave me room to put the camera bag into the pack
so I was very compactly loaded.

"It's still early," complained Mani. "You stayed longer yesterday."

"I have an errand to do before I go home. And here's another question. Will you
come home with me tomorrow afternoon and stay for supper? I want my
parents to meet you. And after supper I want you to stay with me overnight, to
sleepover. Okay?"

"Wow! I'd love that. But come early tomorrow morning, please, even though
we've already seen the osprey. Waiting for you is really hard and I wake up
early."

When I was packed up and dressed Mani suddenly disappeared and popped up
a minute later dressed in his t-shirt and shorts.

I looked at him with raised eyebrows and he said, "Now I can walk with you all
the way to Johnson Lagoon. Okay?"

It was the first time I'd seen him with clothes on. Naked he was like a young
god. Clothed he was definitely human though a very attractive and appealing
young human.  I grabbed him and hugged him. "Thanks, Mani. When was the
last time you wore clothes?"

"Must be nearly two weeks since I had these duds on. It really feels weird. I
know I'll be tearing them off as soon as I get back."

"I'm hoping that if all goes well with my parents tomorrow and you stay
overnight then maybe I can come down here and stay with you for a few days."

"Oh God, that would be so great. What a great idea! We could just be naked
together all day and all night. We would have so much fun. Oh please let it all
be okay." As he spoke Mani was actually jumping up and down.

"Calm down there, podner," I said. "I'm a little worried about how they will
accept you not having any parents or other adults taking care of you. Maybe we
can cook up a story that will not be too far from the truth but still more
acceptable than you being a runaway from a foster home and having social
welfare after you. Lets both think about it and we can talk more tomorrow."

Mani ran around the beach in a big circle yelling, "Yahoo! Yahoo! Yahoo!"

I set off towards Johnson Point and he ran up beside me. "I'm so happy, Kevin.
I've never been so happy. Thank you. Let me carry the pack until we get to the
lagoon."

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If you enjoy this story you may well enjoy others I have written for Nifty
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"Life in the Morning Wood Zone"
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/life-in-the-morning-wood-zone/

"Amicus and Me"
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/amicus-and-me/