Date: Wed, 15 Oct 2014 00:42:49 +0200 From: dickydoo2@gmx.com Subject: Swampin' SWAMPIN' This past summer I had the craziest vacation I've ever had! We went down to the swamps in Louisiana, and man what a blast! I just have to tell you about it, but it may take a bit, so bear with me and I hope you'll like it. My neighbour Archie invited me, and we'd been buds like forever, always part of the local gang, oh and I'm Laurence by the way, but when puberty started developing, my nic became Tad, like in tad pole, because of my developing pole. Okay, gag and get it over with. So let's get back to the story. We'd just celebrated our 13 birthdays which were only 3 days apart and this was our presents thanks to our rents. We were going to be staying at his cousin Hoss' who was two years older than us and was nic'd that because of the way he was hung too. Shit, I guess you could say we really hung around, lol. Yeah, and also thanks to him, last year he had Archie whack him off and gave him a blowjob, and he in turn brought back these newfound games for our pleasure. You know how in the olden days when sex talk was taboo, these things were passed from hand to hand or from hand to mouth, I guess you could say. And needless to say I was anxious to meet him and... hang around together? Yech... The swamps were really fascinating, more exciting than I ever could have imagined as we drove across the bayou, and when Hoss met us at the bus stop, he was more than I expected too and immediately took quite a shine to him. He seemed to be a bit shy at first, but just at first and had, dare I say, a cute and warm grin. He was a little taller than me, blond curls, sparkling green eyes, lean build, and as I had been given an interesting preview as to what filled his tight cutoffs, was anxious to know it, I mean him better, thanks to Archie's rather vivid description. I could sense his interest in me too as he gave me the once over, wondering if Arch had filled my details in with him. He introduced us to one of his best friends Max, who was shorter, a muscular build, the sides of his head shaved with a bowl of black hair on top and some scattered tats on his neck and chest. It was lunch time by the time we got there and he treated us to a typical N'Orleans lunch of craw daddies and boiled peanuts. When we finished he grabbed some bags and handed them to us and said we were going camping! And boy did we get excited as we headed down by the swamp area and he grinned at the look on our faces when we saw two airboats that I'd read about! He explained that these were smaller ones, you know like Seadoos, for just two or at most three tight riders in tandem on the center seat. We pulled off our shirts, working up a sweat as we loaded our stuff onto the boats and without any discussion, and since Arch seemed to be getting along with Max okay, they got on one boat together, so I got on behind Hoss which seemed to me that it really pleased both of us from the smile he shot me. And what a wild ride that was! Following the twisted openings through the rushes, and it kinda turned me on, my arms around his bare waist knowing what there was down below in those tight shorts. After about 20 – 30 minutes we reached a wide cleared stretch of shore with a small and rather crude cabin with a large firewell, made from a large truck rim, in front. We beached the boats and unpacked our stuff inside. Hoss grinned deviously, "Not much, jes' sleeps 4 but we'd have partied mo' befo'" then we followed him back down to the water's edge. "Well guys, `recon we done set up camp good, better gets in the water and gets rid `o the sweats now, K?" he said in that sexy southern drawl, and pulled his shorts down as Max followed suit. I certainly wasn't disappointed I'm telling you! Yepper, glad to meet a fellow hoss dangler and sure looked like we were a near close as I stared, my mouth starting to water. Archie had the advantage of having been naked with Hoss before and quickly dropped his but I was still a little guarded but paused as I also stared and they looked at me frowning, so I snapped out of it and gave that release tug on my dangling shank, you know, a reflex when you pull off your gaunchies. Hosts wasn't shy at all as he came over to me and lifted it, "Fuck man, that's a mighty mean slab o' beef, Arch didn't tell me you was carry'n!" I was getting a little embarrassed as I started to harden till I noticed Max's almost spring up and felt more comfortable as Hoss continued, so I lifted his rising slab. In fact we became like a bunch of dogs, not sniffing other's asses, but checking out each other's peckers. Shit, they certainly didn't waste any time! Thank god! He rolled my hoody back, "That looks mighty tasty, you gotsa cappy on yourn plum, nice `n juicy, always gotsta lube up Maxie's. Yourn looks like about a 7? I'm carrying' around a 7 too" It felt good as he fondled mine and it was great to examine his, which curved back a bit, a little thinner than mine, but huge nuts and I answered, "Yeah, I'm pushing 7, and I really like your bush" which was trimmed in an X and I traced my fingertip along it. "Glad's you duz, we likes to keep `m prettied up, Maxie's took a bit `o time too to make that M for his name" Maxie's was about a 6"er like Archie's, but cut and thick, uptight balls and they sure weren't shy about all this. "I told Max I hoped you'd be ready for some fun `cause Arch did such a good job `o whacking' me off last time. Looks your'n up for it too?" "Er... yeah... sure, right Archie?" and he nodded, grinning like a 25cent whore. "Was hopin' you'd be, `cause'n I wantsta take yas on a flyin' cummin' treat, bloze ur mind as it busts ur nuts, yu's game?" Didn't have a clue what he was talking about, and Archie shrugged when I looked at him, so we nodded. "Max loves this too, so's youse ride with him Arch, youse alreadies jacked me las' year. An I'm gonna has youse two do both of us first so's youse can see how, then we do youse" Boy, now l was really confused when he also said `jacked me last year', hmmm... so this... then he climbed on and had me had me sit behind him again, my hard cock against his bare back and he looked over his shoulder, "Now reach around and grabs my hard cock throttle and squeeze hard and when's we gets flyin', jack the shit out of it, I's wansta haves me a super cumm `n super flying rush at's the same time, K?" Holy shit! Talk about wild now! So away we went, Archie riding co-pilot on Max's cock throttle while I worked Hoss'. Man, what a ride, my hard cock pressed against his bare hips, my sweaty bare chest on his sweaty bare back, my chin on his shoulder as I whacked away on his steel stallion monster. Suddenly I could feel him shudder as his head dropped back and his horse cock pulsed and his slimy cumm flew up and back on my fist and forearm and I could feel the rush course through this hips on the underside of my hard cock, and bare back on my bare chest each time he spewed several more charges till his balls emptied. I looked over at Max, his head bobbing in the throes of his cumming too, then we headed back to the camp. We all laughed when we got off the airboats, Archie and I pulling on our hardons, licking their fresh cumm off our forearms and fingers as Hoss and Max's stripped the slimy mess off their wilting dicks and stomachs and snapped the cumm off their fingers as there softies still leaked some fresh cumm. "Fuck Tad, youse great, thas the best cumm flight I've ever had, youse was a regl'r jackhammer on me cock throttle and that hard cock of yours pressin' agin my back gotsta me goin' too so I's gotsta pay youse back and youse won't believe how much youse gonna gets ur rocks off now, likes use never done before " After feeling his throbbing horse cock pump out that huge cumm eruption, I was so fuckin horny I could almost cumm by thinking it, and then to make it even worse he sat down first, flopped his long cock forward and had me sit down so his leaking knob was under my glory hole. Whew! He reached around and grabbed my balls with one hand and my aching cock in the other as I hit the throttle and we started flying over the water as he started jerking me off. I'd never felt anything so intense in my life. The warm air rushing over my naked body, the thrill of the speed, the throttle in my hand while my cock is being throttled by another hand and finally the rush, that rush and mix of feelings, cumming at the same time as the speed of the airboat peaked, the hot air streaming over my naked body and it felt like my balls were burning as I spewed my whole being out my swollen knob, Hoss' hot breath panting in my ear. I released the throttle as Hoss ran his fist up my oozing cock and smeared my fresh cumm over my naked stomach and I glanced over at Archie who was idling too, and grinned at me, as wasted as I was. We ran the airboats up on the edge of the water and we laughed again at our cummy bodies and followed Hoss into the water to wash off, of course helping each other, enjoying the closer inspection. He stretched out a couple sleeping bags and although Archie and I were best friends, he seemed to hit it off with Max, and likewise with me and Hoss so with no further discussion, we paired off on the sleeping bags and enjoyed the rays. We chatted away amongst ourselves then Hoss and I rolled up on our sides, resting our heads on our hands and as we chatted, fondled each other's softies. The pucker on his foreskin touched the bag and as I rolled it back he did the same to mine. "Well, how d'ya all like airboatin' Tad my boy?" I chuckled, "Well Hoss, you were right, it blew my mind and you blew my balls! And... I love your cock too. Mind if I have a... bit of a taste?" "Hell no, l was jes thinkin' the same thing, Max's dry and got no taste, so's how be we 69 a bit, too soon to squirt some juice, but always likes the feel hot young flesh on my tongue" Shit, this was all hard to believe as he swung around and we stayed on our sides, held the hoodies back and nursed like a couple puppies on the damp konbs and I looked over at Arch and he and Max were having a tasting too. Hoss' cock had shrunk down and I could almost deep it, and this is the first time I sucked on a softy too. It surprised me when he deeped me, then pulled off, "Fuck boy, yos cock done be the same size when yuse is boned, as is when floppy, `sgreat!" I explained to him that it was a show-er, not a grow-er and he had a good chuckle and we sucked each other up to full bone to prove the point so were 7's when soft, but he picked up an inch on bone. Hoss pulled off and looked up past my balls as he licked his lips, "Taddy boy, can hardly waits fo' youse to fill up dem big jiggy nuts o' yorn, `n I suck `em dry. But meanwhiles, les spear us some fish fo' eatin" We got up and grinned at Max over Archie doing their version of 69er, topper and bottomer, and when they saw us up, Max moved off Arch and they got up, a smile on their faces and a saliva shine on their semis, Archie's hoody still tucked behind the large flare of his glassy knob. Hoss had built a raft of cypress limbs strapped together and a half dozen spears again made from branches with knives strapped on the ends and we had long poles to push us as it wasn't too deep. Again what a blast! I mean not just the spearing but the swinging cocks, bouncing balls and those pink puckers between all those bubble cheeks when we bent over. We caught a few good sized ones, then built a fire after we cleaned them and they were delicious when we cooked them over the open fire. I loved it when Hoss sat cross-legged because his knob touched the blanket like mine. Hoss giggled as he handed out cokes, then poured some on his cock, walked over to me, stood over me, straddling my hips, put his hands on his hips, then looked down at his dripping dick that was right in front of my face, then swivelled his hips and slapped me with it back and forth! Shit, did that ever break up the other two up, as they fell over sideways they were laughing so hard. I slid his cappy back and proceeded to tease the glistening knob with the tip of my tongue, making him flinch, then I sucked it and Max laid his on Archie's extended tongue. Hoss smiled down at me as he ran his fingers in my hair and grasped my head, "Okay Taddy, my cumm nuts `er aching' soes I's gonna fucks yet hot mouth and drain `em down yours sweet throat" then looked over at Max who was staring at Archie's coked up bone, "and youse guys must' be ready to fuck face too, eh?" Max nodded quickly back, slid Archie's hoody back then bent the cockcyckle down and deeped it, his own knob vibrating away. Hoss' big ballsac was spongy with its load of cumm as I fondled them, his flared knob bumping along the roof of my mouth, scraping along my tongue and I grabbed hips then went bobblehead on his cock. Man it was long! And it also didn't seem long before he started gasping too, his hips shuddering, his knees bent slightly and a geyser of hot southern comfort spiralled out his pulsing peckerhead. It flooded my mouth and was squeezing out between my lips and his warm skin cannon. When I glanced over at the other cocksucker, Archie was bent over him doing his shudder shimmy cumm jig as he unloaded his semen shake into Max's cunt mouth. We traded places and Hoss' experience with blowjobs was apparent by the way he used his tongue and the suction he could make, like my balls collapsed as he drained them, feeling like peas. It was quite a sight to see the quartet of slimy droopy cocks as we laid back and relaxed, catching our breath and recharging our tanks. Of course at our age it doesn't take long to get boned again, even though the baggies take a little longer to fill, so Hoss sat up and looked around at us,"Hey Maxie, what say we all go over and raid de Bayou boys, they be camped out by now, and Max `n Tad be getting' ah big kick outda dem, them sex crazy" That got my interest and Hoss got out some paint and hats and as we started to decorate up like natives, he said, "Done go paintin' you dickies, they likes tah suckle on dems likes li'le puppies" Well this sounded interesting, so we went ahead, painting torsos, striping legs , our faces and hair and were a pretty rag tag tribe when we got on the raft and pushed our way down the swamp stream. It just got weirder when we went around a bend and over to the bank were a couple rafts and a clearing with several tents around and in the clearing were several poles sticking up and what looked like a couple dozen boys, from maybe 9-10 to maybe 12-13 and were all naked! But were covered with bazaar paint and, decorations I guess you could call them. Like a string knotted on their foreskin pucker then wrapped around their waists to hold them upright like a bone. Most had one or two long feathers sticking out their asses that would wave away as they walked or ran. A few older ones that had balls, had a string tied around the bag above the balls so they stood out, and they had red and white ringed targets around their peckers and around their little assholes. They were pounding their chest at us, waving stick spears, jerking their bare hips at us and stomping around in a kinda war dance I guess, so I gave Hoss a questioning look. He chuckled, "Y'all look confused, well we does battle wid them cause it's fun and they's horny li'll fuckers and it hard to explain, but youse'll love it, they's got a lotta things they like and I knows youse will too. Wanna go to battle with `em boys?" I looked at Arch, my brows raised, my eyes questioning and he copied me back, paused, then shrugged and nodded. When I nodded at Hoss, he pointed at them, raised his staff, gave us the classic charge wave, let out a battle cry, then we all stuck our staves in the water... OMG what else can happen with these naked, wild and sex starved terrors... Jeez, this is so weird, don't have a clue where it came from, nor where it is even going. Think I should continue and see where it goes? Dickydoo2@gmx.com DD C'mon, toss a tenner in the mail and send it off and keep the fires going...