Date: Fri, 02 Feb 2007 16:56:11 -0700 From: Xavier Subject: River Exploration #1 River Exploration by Xavier L This is a fictional story containing sex between 2 unrelated teenage males and was inspired by a reader's fantasy. If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list). If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel free to email me as well. Please feel free to email me with comments or if you'd like to be notified when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk. I loved when our family would go to the river during the dry, hot summers. Even if it was somewhere between California and Arizona. Of course this year I would learn to love it for another reason. It was a long ride there, but as soon as we got there, the long car ride was quickly forgotten. There were always lots of other boys to play with, especially down by the river, but there was also room for privacy as well. I was 15 when I met Mike. He was 13, slender and tan with blonde hair and blue eyes. Considering I have brown hair and brown eyes, I'm sure we made the odd pair. I remember I had been swimming in one of the more secluded spots along the river. I was resting in the shade when Mike first walked up and greeted me. I looked up to find his broad smile and deep blue eyes. My eyes traveled down his lean torso, and I tried not to look too obvious when I spied the basket standing out from his white board shorts. He stuck out his hand in greeting. "Hi! I'm Mike!" I shook his proffered hand. "Hi, I'm Pete!" Mike spread out his towel next to me and sat down on it. "How's the water Pete?" "Pretty good. Kind of on the cold side." "Bet it feels good today!" he observed. "Yeah, that is does man!" "Think I'll check it out!" he said, and with that he bounded to the river. I noticed how his white board shorts contrasted brightly with his tanned body. I smiled as I heard him swear as his body was immersed in the frigid water. He splashed around for a while before returning to his towel. He had his arms crossed over his chest, and his teeth were chattering as he walked up the small slope. When he got back, I couldn't help but notice that his shorts were now almost completely transparent giving me a great view of his package. I stared unwittingly as his shorts revealed his cock He was talking away oblivious to the fact that my gaze was firmly planted on his crotch. I started feeling wood, so I rolled over onto my belly while he lay on his back. He was looking up at the leaves and sky as he told stories I couldn't hear. I was pulled back to reality as his shorts began drying out, once again becoming opaque and hiding his meat. As my vision of his cock disappeared, I followed the outline of his torso back to his face. I watched his lips move as he spoke and felt almost equally transfixed by them. I didn't understand all these feelings! I had never been with a boy or girl before. . . THAT way! There was something just. . . different about Mike. Being near his almost naked body stirred my insides and warmed me. After that day we became bosom buddies. We'd spend the night at each other's trailer, or with some other boy, and I would feign sleep so that I could visually examine his body. I especially liked it when the trailer didn't have air conditioning! We would all end up sleeping on top of our sleeping bags in nothing but our underwear. He usually wore tighty whities which gave me such a great view of his bulge. But how I wanted to see more!! Two nights later my chance would come. It was a full moon, and while almost everyone else was in their trailer, we were in our favorite spot. I watched the moonlight wash over his body as we lay down on a blanket to visit. We were both shirtless but wearing jean shorts. The evening was very warm. I suggested we go swimming. "Don't have my trunks on though!" he lamented. "Well. . . we could . . . umm . . . skinny dip." "Skinny dip? Hmmmm." "Could be fun." "Yeah, maybe. Sure. Why not?!" He leapt to his feet as he finished his sentence and promptly began removing his shorts. I resisted the swelling in my groin as I just as rapidly stripped out of my shorts and underwear and ran to the river. Having had a full day of sun, the river was more tolerable right now. We wrestled occasionally, and I had to REALLY struggle to keep my cock from getting hard. If it wasn't for the coolness of the water, I probably would've been out of luck! After a while we returned to our blanket. With no towels we had no choice but to lay out and dry. He lay on his back, just as unshy as could be. Of course, I was once again forced to lay on my tummy. He was silent as I openly stared at his cock. My heart was racing. I could feel my pulse in my throat and ears. I silently screamed at myself to stop looking and get soft! What if he started wrestling again? Or if we had to get up and go?! Oh fuck! I thought. "You can touch it if you want to." I ripped my gaze away from his dick and stared up at his face. "What?!" "You can touch it if you want to," he repeated. My heart threatened to leap out of my chest. "Touch what?" He lowered his voice to a soft whisper as he answered "My dick." "Why . . . why. . . why," I stammered, "would I want to touch that?!" "Because you've been staring at it all night and on other days too." "No I haven't!" I nearly screamed. "Whatever dude. It's cool." My heartbeat was almost painful now as my mind raced. Sure of what he had seen before, Mike's hand slowly crept down his chest and abs until it was on his dick. He began slowly rubbing his cock. I licked my lips subconsciously as I watched his fingers languidly stroking his meat. I scooted a little closer. He continued slowly moving his fingertips over his stiffening rod. I scooted even closer. Then I inched my hand closer to his naked body. I inched it over some more until my fingertips were resting against the smooth skin overlying his hip. When he felt my touch, his hand gently slid to his side and disappeared. I lay mesmerized by the sight of his stiff cock. "Touch it," he whispered even more softly. I reached up slowly and gently touched his cock. It twitched in response. I touched it again, and again it twitched. I then carefully wrapped my fingers around his dick, which seemed larger than mine, and began stroking it. I moved my hand down to his balls, and he spread his legs instinctively. I softly massaged the hairless skin of his sac before returning my attention to his dick. "Yeah, that's nice," he cooed, moving his arms up and folding his hands behind his head. As he moaned softly, I began stroking him faster. The moaning continued, and so I sped up. It didn't take long before his body went stiff, and I felt a sudden warmth spreading over my hand. I continued stroking him for a little afterward as the cum, highlighted by the moonlight, continued to spread from his cock. I released his dick and then moved back to my original spot. I wiped my hand on the blanket. "You want me to do you now?" he asked. "No! I mean, er, no. It's cool." "You sure?" "Yeah. No prob." "OK. Well, I better go inside." "Yeah, me too." "See you tomorrow?" he asked hopefully. "Huh? Oh! Yeah, yeah tomorrow," I answered distracted. I watched as he got dressed and then waved goodbye. I remained at the riverside stunned and confused. Finally I headed back home. I noticed a sticky sensation on my finger, and without thinking raised it to my mouth and sucked on the spot. The saltiness reminded me of what it was. There was a hint of sweetness to the taste as well. I found myself pondering what it might taste like in larger quantities. My parents left a note saying they were at Mike's house. I grabbed a soda out of the fridge and started to head down the hallway to my room when there was a knock at the door. When I got to the screen door, Mike was standing there with a huge grin on his face. "Our parents said I could spend the night!" "Really?" I asked, not knowing why I was surprised. "Yep!" he said, walking past me and heading to my room. I followed him into my room and shut the door. When I turned around, he had stripped down all the way to his briefs and was sitting on my bed, which happened to be the only bed in the room. "What do you want to do?" he asked energetically. "Ummmm. We could play some Nintendo." "Cool!" So we did until it was time to go to bed. We had shared my bed before, but that was before . . . well, before I had jacked him off! Unfazed, he slid under my sheets to his side of the bed. I turned off the light and took off my shorts and joined him. After laying there for a few minutes, I realized I needed to pee. "I gotta piss," I said and got out of the bed. I relieved myself and returned to the bed. When I lay back down, I felt Mike move close to me. I was afraid to look, so I simply stretched my fingers expecting to find the cotton of his briefs. However, I found his bare hip instead. I moved my fingers to his skin more firmly and began searching for the briefs, but all I felt was his warm, smooth skin. "Yeah," he whispered as my fingers glided over his hip. He edged closer to me so my hand was now on his inner thigh. I let my hand continue its advance until once again his firm flesh was beneath my fingers. I began slowly stroking his cock as I felt his hand sink beneath the waistband of my boxers and latch onto my hard dick. "Take them off," he instructed, still massaging my cock. I released his dick and slid my boxers down. "All the way off," he said. I slid them completely off and stored them under my pillow. I remained sitting up as my fingers worked his cock. He pulled the sheets back exposing our naked forms. I looked down at his hand gripping my dick and then moved my gaze to my own hand rising and falling over his cock. I remembered the taste of his cum as I watched my hand stroking up and down. In an instant I made my decision. I pulled his legs apart, wedged myself between them, and took his cock into my mouth eliciting a deep moan from my friend. With his flesh in my mouth, I became ravenous. I began sucking his cock rapidly while his body writhed in ecstasy. As his breathing became more rapid, I matched its pace. Soon I heard him say "I'm going to . . . " but the statement ended up being punctuated by the rush of his salty-sweet juice flowing into my mouth. As soon as the taste appeared on my tongue, I sucked greedily desperate for every ounce of his juice. When I had milked him completely, I got up silently and lay back down next to him, rolling onto my side, my back to him. I felt ashamed and guilty but totally horny, fully relishing the lingering saltiness of my buddy. Suddenly his body was pressed against mine, his arm wrapping around my waist seizing my straining cock. He began quickly jerking my rod. I could feel his tight body pressed up against me, the heat making us sweat. His warm breath was beating on my neck as I moaned softly. He stroked my cock faster and faster until my hand was gripping his as my cum exploded onto my chest. He stroked me a few more times gently before withdrawing his hand and rolling backward. Needless to say I slept great that night! I woke up first the next morning, and gingerly pulled on my boxers before going to the bathroom. When I returned to the room, Mike was dressed in his jean shorts again, and he was smiling at me warmly. "Ready for breakfast?" I asked. "Oh yeah!" he answered earnestly. My parents were still asleep, so we ate quietly and agreed to meet at our usual spot in an hour. I showered and then pulled on my trunks and grabbed a towel eager to meet up with Mike. When I got to our spot, Mike was already there, stretched out on his towel. I placed mine right next to him and lay down. It was too early for the little kids to be out yet, so we had some peace and quiet. "I sure had fun last night Pete!" he said breaking the tension. "Yeah, me too." "Cool!" he said. We lay in silence for a moment longer when I saw motion out of the corner of my eye. I turned my head to see Mike undoing his trunks. He rolled onto his knees and crawled on them until he was up by my head. I watched in curiosity until I saw him pushing his trunks down exposing his rock-hard cock. He moved in closer until his cock was directly above my face. I stared at it for the first time having full daylight to really examine it. His hand slid underneath my head and started pulling it up. Understanding what he wanted, I rolled onto my elbow and took him into my mouth yet again, placing my other hand on his bare, tight ass. I devoured his cock, my hand sliding up his tanned body until it found his nipple. I squeezed his nipple, and he began pumping with his hips. I played with his nipple as his rod slid back and forth in my mouth. But then his body was moving forward, gently nudging mine backward until my head was once again on my towel and Mike's body was hovering over me as he began fucking my mouth. He gagged me more than once but didn't seem to notice. I didn't really care. I just loved how his cock filled my throat, how its hardness felt as it slid against my tongue. He began pounding faster, and so I relaxed and prepared for his juice. I got more excited as his movements became more urgent, his breathing more raspy. And then his body pinned my head to the ground, his cock completely buried in my throat as his cum erupted. I swallowed the precious load eagerly. When he was done, he pulled out of my mouth and went back to his towel, pulling his trunks back up. "Damn you're good at that!" "Really?" "Oh yeah!" We remained in silence for a while longer. I was hoping he would jack me off again, but I was still too scared to ask or make a move like he had. As I pondered this, I heard him ask "Do you think you'd ever let me do you up the butt?" Watch for part 2