Aegean Fantasy
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The cruise from Athens to Skiros took about four hours
over glassy waters. The hot sun was getting low on the blue
sea as we dropped anchor in the small island's port. The
street vendors bustled with activity as each struggled to get
first crack at the tourists' dollars. The gangway was slowly
lowered and the hawkers flurried into fierce competition.
The first of the Americans made their way to shore.
"Hey, G.I., best sandals in island right heah."
"Obah heah, G.I., deese hats dey goot and cheap, too!"
"Dis flowah for you, G.I., gift from island Skiros. You
like, you buy more."
I pushed my way through the leeches to the back of the
crowd. It was quieter here and I could get my first look at
this green gem of an island from land. It was even more
beautiful than I thought. Narrow cobblestone streets lined
with small, clean shops and restaurants. All the people
looked very relaxed and at peace. A couple of gray-haired
old men sat on a stone bench playing dominoes drinking a
clear liqueur and scratching their stubble.
I wanted to get away from the tourist activity to a less
populated area where I could take some photos and enjoy some
solitude. After being on board a cruise ship for several
days, you realize how much you need occasional privacy to
refresh your spirit.
I saw a vacant cab blocking a small alleyway. My
luggage was getting heavy so I looked around for the driver.
A short, squat man wearing shorts and an open white shirt was
leaning against a door jamb talking with a young woman. I
asked him how I could find the driver. The man jumped to
attention, buttoned his shirt and said, "right heah G.I...
wheah you goin'?"
"I'm not really sure. I would like to find a small
motel near the beach and away from all the crowds. You got
any ideas for me?"
"I know good place for you. Let me take bags, you hop
in my cab. I take you to nice place to stay."
The quiet pace of the village residents contrasted
sharply with the furious pace of the taxi as the mad driver
streaked down the narrow streets, one hand on the wheel the
other hand over the horn button. He drove over curbs, drove
through stop signs, forced pedestrians to jump for cover
until he finally got out of the crowded little city.
On the open road, the driver's pace slowed. I relaxed.
We were on a two lane tar-covered road and I could see the
beach to my right over the sand dunes. The sand looked
bright red in the setting sun. To my left was a tall, dark
and foreboding jungle.
The driver spoke. "I take you to nice place called
Ninos Lostos. Kind lady run dis place wit lots of good food
for you to eat. Dis place small, clean and quiet. You like
it, I bet. We almost dere, now."
The driver turned off the tar road onto a packed white
sand lane lined with tall trees and lots of green foliage.
It was nearly dark as we approached Ninos Lostos.
A small wooden sign with faded hand lettering noted our
destination. Hanging from a white fence post, the sign swung
lazily in the soft, warm breeze from the sea.
The driver introduced me to the concierge, thanked me
politely for the fare, and left my bags in front of the small
office. I asked where the restaurant was, as I hadn't eaten
since brunch on the ship.
Ginos, the owner/operator apologized, explaining that
the restaurant had closed at 7:30, about an hour earlier.
She said that she would make me a special sandwich and bring
it to my cabin, compliments of the house. She called her
son, Carlos, to take my bags for me.
A dark-skinned boy with clean, brown hair (I estimated him
to be about eleven) appeared out of nowhere wearing flip-flops,
gym shorts, a t-shirt with the sleeves and most of the body cut
off and a broad smile.
"Carlos, you take dis nice mon's bags for him to his
cabin for him. Make sure he hab everything he needs and dat
he be happy. Den, you come back and bring him his food."
"Sure, Nana. Let's go, sir, you ready?"
"Let's go, Carlos. Thank you", I replied.
The slender lad struggled with my luggage, so I grabbed
the camera bag and my shaving kit.
Passing several cabins, I noticed how neat and clean
everything looked. There were eight in all, each detached
from the other, made of wood and painted white. A bare
yellow light bulb hung in front of each door, marking the
entrance. We walked by a humming antique Coke machine and an
ice dispenser that leaked water on the sand creating a sloppy
puddle. I had already walked through the mess before I
realized it was there. I paused to wipe off some of the mud.
"Don't you worry about dat, sir, I gib you shoeshine and
special blow job only fibe dollahs, OK?" The boy's candid,
business-like approach set me aback.
Not knowing exactly what to say, I said, "sure, Carlos.
I think I would like that a lot." I didn't realize at the
time just how much I was going to enjoy his "special"!
The boy passed me and I was able to get my first good
look at his lean body. He had long, sinewy legs with strong
calf muscles. His flip-flops flapped against the soles of
his brown feet. His tight gym shorts caressed firm buttocks
and crawled up into the cleft between his cheeks. I could
just see the top of his crack peering out over the elastic
top of his shorts. His cut-off shirt revealed a slender
waist merging with narrow hips. Both of his hands held the
handle of my large bag. As he limped along with my heavy
suitcase, I offered to take it from him, but Carlos insisted
that it was his job. Shoulder length hair covered his ears
with soft brown strings that blew about in the gentle sea
breeze of the warm evening. Carlos was a handsome, friendly
lad.
Arriving at my cabin, the boy opened the door, carefully
put my suitcase down, turned on a light and opened a window.
"I be right back wit you food, mister. You be happy, no?"
The boy eagerly smiled and ran after my promised sandwich.
I looked around the clean, cozy cabin and was quite
pleased with what I saw. The bed was comfortable, the sheets
were clean, the whole cottage, though threadbare, was as neat
as a pin. I grabbed my bag and opened it, looking for
something comfortable to wear. I opted for a quick shower
instead.
The bathroom fixtures were clean, but lightly stained
with iron from the local water supply. The water was hot and
felt soothing. I scrubbed all the day's dirt from my skin
and pores. I dried off with the fresh smelling towel and
stepped back into the bedroom. I was not expecting to see
the young boy sitting there.
Carlos sat in the chair next to the door. He was
stripped down to his white undershorts. "You eat you food,
then I eat you, OK?" His smile showed his gleaming teeth.
"Sure, young friend, that would be great." I replied.
I grabbed my tall sandwich, wolfed it down and guzzled my
soda. I could hardly wait for the food to go down my throat
so that I could experiment with this boy.
"OK, Carlos, let's see what you've got there. Hop up on
the bed with me. The boy jumped out of his chair and
approached the comfortable bed. He slid down his briefs and
exposed all of his sleek, young body for me to examine.
I could at last see what a gorgeous youth I had in front
of me. His uncircumcised penis was starting to enlarge. Firm
testicles rolled about in his tightening scrotum. A tuft of
dark pubic fluff had just sprouted above his rising shaft.
I was surprised at how large the youngster's organ had
grown in such a short time, but he was hot and heavy into
early puberty; a time of frequent and unexplainable erections.
The young boy stood totally nude before me in all his
smooth innocence and I embraced his dark, narrow waist. As
I started to lick the firm pectorals, his solid nipples
brushed against my cheek. Sucking and relishing his dark,
delicious teats, the lad started to stroke his dark purple
erection against my stomach. A trace of clear fluid leaked
from the pointed tip of his upright organ.
I started licking my way down the lad's bare torso.
Stopping at his not quite protruding navel, I paused and gave
the tight opening a good going-over with the tip of my
tongue. Continuing down the soft, brown flesh, I crossed the
boy's flat abdomen with a stream of saliva. Nuzzling the
small tuft of young pubic hair, I felt the child's hot, solid
organ throbbing against my face. The lubricant leaking from
it's tip, formed a long, clear string between my chin and
Carlos' erection. The youngster's breathing quickened.
I started up the long shaft with my wet lips. The young
boy's penis was starting to pulsate. I had forgotten just
how much sexual force could be contained in a lad undergoing
puberty. As I pushed back the boy's foreskin with my tongue,
the hot, solid organ instantly began to spray its seed.
Carlos grabbed the back of my head with both of his
hands. The naked boy shoved his shivering erection deep down
my throat to inject his come. His breathing stopped as his
firm young body started to shudder. I felt several heavy globs
of hot fluid spurt out of the climaxing boy's penis. His
fresh semen commingled with my saliva and I took a deep
swallow. I didn't have time to savor the first emission
before another giant wad shot out against the roof of my
mouth. The nude stripling gasped for breath. Uncontrolled
convulsions synchronized with his ejaculations. I kneaded
the boy's solid, bronze buttocks with my hands as his belly
banged against my face. This lad was in bliss, and so was I!
Having cleaned his tubes, Carlos collapsed beside me on
the bed. He rolled over on his back, flashed his big, brown
eyes at me, grinning from ear to ear. His pearly white teeth
gleamed against his dark face. The glossy, purple glans was
slowly retracting into its soft sheath.
"Golly, sir, you sure know how to make Carlos feel OK.
I catch my breath real quick, then it be your turn to shoot
come for me. This boy make you come like you never come
before, you bet! I love to eat come! Just you lie back on
bed and let Carlos do his magic tricks on you." (I loved
this youngster's innocent delight.)
When the nude youth said "magic tricks", he wasn't
joking around! He pulled off my briefs and started licking
the insides of my thighs with his warm, wet tongue. Starting
at my left knee, he worked a wad of saliva up my thigh toward
my crotch pausing to drool across my balls. Then, he slowly
slipped his way back down the inside of my other leg stopping
at the knee. Repeating this deliberate action several times
had a profound effect on the size of my already erect penis.
Carlos pulled my legs apart still further. His solid
knees slid up the insides of my wet thighs. The naked, young
boy huddled over and eased my rolling testicles about with
his firm, wet tongue. Long, brown locks of clean hair
whisked over my midsection. My sloppy wet balls made their
way between the lad's lips and up into his mouth. The
straddling youth caressed my scrotum and its contents while
sucking gently. My throbbing penis ached for relief but the
bronze magician tested my endurance. Carlos still had more
"tricks" in store for my enjoyment.
The nude youngster grabbed my erection with his slim
fingers and encircled it at the base. The shaft slipped into
the boy's tight mouth with ease. Knowing not to overexcite,
Carlos massaged my precipice gently, slowly, deliberately
with his tongue. I could have shot my wad at any moment, but
this lad knew how to have me wait. My patience would be well
rewarded, to be sure!
Dribbling as much drool as he could collect on my dick,
my nude, young friend got up on his knees and moved them
outside of my hips. The bronze boy straddled my solid penis
and carefully inched it up between his neat, firm cheeks.
Slippery wet from saliva, the crown worked its way up, through
his snug opening with ease. Once my glans was out of sight,
the rest of the long shaft was able to glide effortlessly, all
the way up, until I was deep inside the handsome youngster.
Carlos paused for a moment allowing me to adjust my position
beneath and inside of him.
The boy grabbed my left hand and put it on his right
hip. My right hand was to be used to fondle the young male's
privates as he worked on mine. He then started to slowly
rock back and forth on his knees, all the while retaining my
swollen shaft deep within his sleek, brown body.
Carlos hunched over top of me and began to lick my hard
nipples with a wet tongue, maintaining the careful,
deliberate gyration of his slender hips. I could feel his
warm breath mixing with saliva as he slurped about on my
chest. His brown locks added more sensation as they blended
with the heated mixture now flowing over me. I felt that I
was about to explode when the naked boy's breathing changed.
He carefully knelt upright and held his breath, never
stopping the pumping on my shaft still buried deep within his
tight anus. I had been massaging the tip of his penis all
this time without even realizing what I was doing. This nude
youth was enjoying another orgasm!
I don't know where all the energy and jism came from,
but the boy's solid cock started to pulsate in my hand. I
quickly took my other hand off his hip and gently held onto
his organ with both hands. A quick rush of hot fluid shot
out of the tip and hit me on my neck. Another jolt landed on
my chest, blending with the wet mixture already there. His
hard penis started to become slippery in my hands as the
semen came out with less force now. What excited me the most
was how the pumping motion of his hips never stopped.
I could take no more...I had to shoot my wad, now!
"Carlos, my young friend, make me come, now!" I pleaded
with the nude lad on top of me. "Now, Carlos, please now!"
No sooner had the words left my mouth than had the boy
stepped up the pace of his exciting actions on me. The
youngster bent over again and rubbed his face, cheeks and
chin in the warm mixture of saliva and come on my chest. His
slender hips churned harder and faster, harder and faster.
In less than thirty seconds, I lost all control of my body's
functions. I shook violently as my pelvis collided with the
nude child. I was still clinging to his slippery erection
with both of my hands. I started to sense relief deep within
my stomach and I knew I was almost home.
Convulsions overtook me as I started to come. I must
have shot a quart or more of semen from my erection buried
deep inside the young, brown body rolling on top of me. I
shook violently and felt wonderful!
As his final "magic trick", the nude lad lay flat on top
of me. I had released my hold of his still solid penis. The
rigid tube was sandwiched between both of our abdomens. Hot
urine now streamed from its tip. I was deluged with a clear,
warm liquid from this boy. The fluid streamed across my
stomach and down my sides, forming a pool beneath me. I
returned the favor while still within the nude youth. Come
and piss dribbled out of the lad's tight opening and made its
way to the hot puddle under me.
"How you like Carlos magic tricks, sir?" the boy smiled
and asked as he slid off of me.
"That was great little guy! I don't think I've ever
shot that much come before. Where did you learn those
tricks, anyway?"
"Oh, I learn a lot from my friend, Bunny. He live over
on the south side of the island in de big hotel. Maybe we go
visit him tomorrow? I like for him to meet you." The naked
boy was sponging off my bed. "Hey, you like to go for swim
now?"
How could I resist a dip in the dark with the smiling,
bronze lad? I said nothing, stood up and made my way to the
cabin door.
The closer we got to the inviting ocean, the larger my
penis grew. Carlos held on to my again solid organ and
pulled me toward the soft sand and gentle surf. His slender
body glistened across the moonlit waves. I fondled the nude
boy's scrotum and in just a few seconds he was erect again.
Holding each other's sexual organs, we slid into the warm
sea. We drifted out slowly into deeper water. The moon was
full and bright. As the waves broke over his head, I could
see Carlos' long, brown hair flowing in the phosphorescent
waters. He released my penis and I let go of his.
The brown-skinned boy dove into the water and swam
between my legs. While under me, he playfully nibbled at my
cock and nuzzled up my crotch. Surfacing behind me he stood
up, shook back his hair and laughed.
Turning around, I submerged and grabbed the naked young
boy around his slim calves. Pulling him off-balance, I
spread his long legs apart and flung them over my head. I
held his knees and stood up. Carlos regained his balance and
straddled my shoulders. He reminded me of a child sitting on
his parents' shoulders straining to see a parade over the
adults surrounding him. The nude lad twisted his legs around
my neck and across my chest. He wrapped his arms around my
head. I became very much aware of his erect penis. It felt
hot and solid against the back of my neck. The youngster's
stiff shaft was throbbing and I rolled my head back to feel
it press up my skull. His laughing dissolved into a slow,
deliberate gasping. Carlos was ready to come again, the
third time in just two hours!
My hands held his solid, brown thighs. The boy's lean
hips started a violent pumping motion forcing heavy friction
between the back of my neck and the sensitive glans, now
fully exposed from its foreskin sheath. I could feel the
long muscles in his legs contract faster and faster. His
slim calves turned to stone as his toes pointed straight
down.
With the waves breaking around us, the nude youngster's
breathing stopped, his sexual excitement increased with each
hard pump of his hips. I knew it wouldn't be long, now! His
buttocks firmed up across my shoulders. Every muscle in the
brown, nude body contracted and he started to squeal. It is
beautiful to play a role in a young boy's orgasm! Gasping
for another breath, Carlos flung his hot wad between the back
of my head and his flat, smooth abdomen. That precious fluid
seeped down to my neck and onto my shoulders. The handsome
boy's arms covered my face and his slow gasps became a brisk
panting. More semen leaked off the end of the youngster's
erection, causing my shoulders to become slippery and
unstable for my young friend.
I carefully helped Carlos around so that I could access
his genitals with my tongue. He held on to the back of my
head and started massaging his fresh come into my hair. His
burning hot erection stood boldly in front of my face. It
demanded my immediate attention, so I started daubing the
fresh juices with the tip of my tongue. As an expression of
his appreciation, more semen bolted out, leaving a hot trail
across my shaking lips. Rather than swallow, I held his
treasure in my mouth for use as additional lubricant on the
boy's long, strong organ.
Carlos' hot penis was on fire. I knew only one way to
extinguish the blaze, so I slipped the excited lad's boner
between my lips. The naked boy wouldn't wait for my gentle
attention, so he pushed his burning cock in me as far as it
could go. The shaft made its way deep down my throat with no
effort. His tiny tuft of soft pubic fuzz tickled my nose and
lip. He smelled so clean, fresh and young!
I opened my mouth and sucked in his developing testicles
and scrotum. Containing the boy's entire sexual works within
me, I could use my tongue to probe about on the underside of
his taut pouch. The duct which feeds his sparkling semen to
the outside world was throbbing. At the same time, I was
being blessed with an injection of his rich fluids. I sucked
deeply on the firm, young organ. I wanted to draw out every
hot drop of come that I could from the tip of my pubescent
friend's penis. He obviously craved the same. I carefully
milked Carlos of all the fresh juice he could yield.
The youngster was contented and relaxed. He at last
felt relieved and started to limber-up. The boy's erection
became rubbery and pliant. As the organ made its way up my
throat, I felt his glans slip back into it's sheath of tight,
brown skin. Before withdrawing, Carlos squeezed his shaft
with his slim right hand in order to coax his last delicious
drop into my mouth. I savored what oozed from the slippery
tip and stroked his precipice with my tongue. Reluctantly, I
helped the boy uncouple himself from me.
The brown-skinned lad to made his way around to ride on
my back. His long legs wrapped around my torso and I slipped
my arms around those slim thighs. The boy held me around my
neck and I started to walk back to the shore. His penis was
still not totally flaccid, and it slipped and rubbed against
my back as I brought my new, young friend to the beach.
We were out of the surf and on dry sand. I helped
Carlos down from my shoulders and onto his feet. I fell on
my knees in front of him. I softly kissed his precious
privates and hugged him about his waist.
What a gorgeous experience this had been! I could not
wait to meet the boy who had taught Carlos how to cause so
much pleasure in me. But I would have to wait, and I was
certain that I would be well rewarded tomorrow when I enjoy
Bunny.
I slept well that night...like a rock. I was awakened
at dawn by a knocking on my cabin door. I stumbled toward the
door to be greeted by the brown boy.
"Hey, sir. I thought that you might want to go to see
my friend?"
"I sure do, Carlos, give me a minute to get dressed and
washed up. Won't you come in?" I held the door open and he
stepped in.
"Please have a seat. I won't be long. Say, Carlos,
do you think we'll have time to take some pictures? I want to
be able to take something with me when I have to leave to
remind me of the beautiful time I'm having with you on the
island."
"Sure, man, we be glad to pose for your camera," the boy
replied. He wore tight, faded jeans and a clean white t-
shirt. Brown loafers covered his feet and a limp, red
baseball cap was pushed over his long, brown locks. The boy
looked eager to start on a new adventure to explore the world
of sexual pleasure. I quickly dressed and washed, threw on
some old shorts, sandals, and a comfortable shirt.
We stopped by the door to the kitchen. Carlos ran in,
brought out some doughnuts and two cartons of cold milk. We
ate our breakfast on the way to the other side of the lush
island. We passed some of the most beautiful foliage and
walked along a quiet stream of crystal clear water. This
little gem in the Sea was a true paradise.
"Let's stop here for some pictures, OK?"
"Sure, man, whatever you like, Carlos will do."
"All right, friend, were going to do some jungle boy
pictures. Start taking off your clothes over here by the
stream. Just do what feels natural to you."
"Hey, sir, I like to do that! I do it real slow."
Carlos stepped over toward the clear water and slipped out of
his loafers. He sat down and crossed his legs in front of
him. My camera at the ready, I started to shoot the handsome
young boy's body.
The dark skin showed itself as Carlos pulled off his
shirt. He lay back on the cool ground and looked up dreamily
at the canopy of trees and blue sky overhead. Unzipping his
shorts, he released the button around his slender waist.
Carlos pulled up his knees, held his bare, brown feet
flat against the ground and raised his hips. He slipped the
faded shorts down his legs and over his knees.
All that was left on the young boy's body were his clean,
white undershorts. He slid them down around his ankles and
extended his long, lean legs.
His penis was growing erect, so he started to rub the
palm of his right hand flat against the enlarging organ. The
boy kicked off his undershorts and spread his legs apart. I
couldn't believe that the youngster was naked again for me to
enjoy. Could he understand how much pleasure he gave me by
just letting me watch him have fun?
The nude boy pulled up his knees, wrapped his long,
slender arms around them and lifted his bare torso against
his thighs. His erection jutted out from between his thighs
and he gazed out across the blue waters in front of him. The
handsome lad rose to his feet and strode over to the tall
tree beside the stream. He straddled the tree, wrapped his
arms around the trunk, spread his legs, tightened his
buttocks and looked over his shoulder at me.
He seemed to be enticing me to share in his fun. I
knew I would, but that would have to wait until after the
business at hand: capturing his handsome, young body on film.
Carlos grabbed his shirt and draped it across his erect
penis. He was leaning against the tree and lunging his sleek
hips immodestly forward. The boy reached around his buttocks
and pulled on the shirt. This forced his solid organ down,
away from his firm body. As he pulled the cloth tighter, the
sheath of dark skin drew back and revealed the bright red
glans underneath. With that of silent invitation, I put down
my camera, dropped to my hands and knees and crawled over
toward the aroused, young boy. My naked playmate had seduced
me again!
I approached the exciting erection head-on. Letting it
jab me in my eye and brushing my face across the now purple glans
spread a slick lubricant over the bulb peeking out of it's dark
sheath. Carlos dropped the towel and spread his legs. His feet
buried in the deep sand, I held on to the back of his knees and
started to lick his candy cane. The boy tasted sweet and fresh.
He stroked his long fingers through my hair and started to pump
his hips, forcing the plump erection in and out of my mouth.
I forced myself to restrain the boy before the youngster lost
control.
"My handsome, young friend, we mustn't keep Bunny waiting."
He smiled broadly, silently dressed and we proceeded on our
journey.
In about thirty minutes we reached the large hotel used
by the rich tourists. I had stayed here several times myself.
I was so glad that I had not gone there this trip, however. I
would never have met my new, young friend!
We reached the beach in front of the hotel. Carlos saw
his friend, waved at him and ran. Bunny was busy with an
expensive toy boat in the gentle surf. I got my first
glimpse of the beautiful youngster.
The golden blonde boy was knee deep in the water. Tight,
red bikini swim trunks contained a compact mass. His dark blue
eyes pierced me from afar. A green towel was thrown across his
tanned shoulders. He smiled broadly at his friend and me.
Carlos flipped off his loafers and waded toward his friend.
"Bunny, you come and meet my new friend. He stays at
Nana's place. He knows how to make me feel real good, too.
Come here." He motioned toward the blonde boy.
"Hi, sir. Do you like it here on the island?"
"I sure do, Bunny. It's nice to meet you. Say, that's
some boat you've got there."
"It's a paddle wheeler. I got it for my birthday last
year."
"How old are you, Bunny?" I asked.
"I turned fourteen last month. Would you like to come
to the clubhouse with me and Carlos?"
"You bet. Let's go." I could hardly wait to be alone
with these two enchanting youngsters.
Bunny slipped on his sandals. Carlos donned his loafers
and we headed into the underbrush away from the hotel.
It was quiet and cool in the dark woods. The two boys
led me along a stream for a couple of miles. Carlos was getting
warm as the day heated up, so he pulled off his shirt and jeans.
The coffee-skinned boy looked so "native" clad in just his
underpants. It was a true pleasure to walk behind him and
watch his dark, developing body maneuver along the stream
in front of me. His firm buttocks, supported by slender but
supple thighs started to slip out of his briefs. His legs
glided gracefully over fallen trees and shrubbery.
The boys spontaneously stopped together at a chosen spot
beside the brook. Carlos placed his hands on his hips and
thrust his waist forward. His penis was getting erect but he
needed to drain his bladder. Bright urine sparkled in the
sunlight as it streaked from his growing erection. As the
boy's organ grew, less liquid came out, changing from a
stream to a spray to a trickle which flowed down from the
tip, across his tight sack and down his dark leg. Bunny
dropped down to his knees before his younger friend. The
blonde boy lapped up the golden liquid from Carlos' bronze
skin. He worked his way up the dark thighs, licking off the
taut scrotum and now erect penis. The dark purple glans,
peeking out of its casing, slipped into the creamy skinned
boy's mouth. Sucking soft and slow, he moved the spindle in
and out several times. Then Bunny stopped, kissed the flat
brown stomach and stood up. "More later," he said.
After another fifteen minutes of trekking through the
thick woods, we came up to a sharp bend in the brook. On the
side was an abandoned squatter's shack.
With one room covered by a tin roof with a single door
and window, it made a perfect sanctuary for the two young boys.
There was a small clearing between the lean-to and the bank of
the deep stream.
Carlos dropped the clothes he was holding, flung off his
shoes and ran for the clear water. Tearing off his undershorts,
he dove in with a huge splash and an energetic scream, leaving
Bunny alone with me.
I turned to the blonde boy and studied his face.
The fourteen year old was maturing quickly, but still
preserved prepubescent beauty. Deep blue eyes pierced out
from among some fading freckles. They penetrated me and I
felt like I was quickly losing my self-control. His warm,
knowing smile answered any doubts I might have had as to the
sun-kissed boy's intentions.
Without saying a single word, we both walked up the hill
toward the cabin. We knew where to go, why we were going there
and what we would do when we got there. I felt intoxicated and
trembled with desire!
The cabin was cool and had a heavy scent to it. It seemed
private, and felt like heaven to me. I knew that I would soon
be in bliss! The youngster beckoned me to undress. As I stripped,
the lad's huge, blue eyes scrutinized me. When all my clothes were
on the floor, he moved in front of me and fixed a gaze within my
heart.
The blonde boy wrapped his long arms around my bare torso,
put his head against my chest and slowly stroked his warm ear and
soft, golden tresses across my firm nipples. His locks felt like
fleece as I ran my fingers through them.
The boy's bright, moist tongue slipped out of the corner of
his mouth and licked over my nipples. Moving off to my side, Bunny
whisked his solid penis against my thigh as he straddled me.
Thrusting his willowy hips forward, the boy forced his solid mass of
hot, young vigor against me. I appreciated his generosity!
My penis reacted instantly by shamelessly swelling up to an
brazen erection. The lad took my left palm and pressed it against the
back of his golden head. He took my right hand, spat into the palm,
held it against his smooth, bare chest and slipped it slowly across
his flat, creamy belly.
Continuing down with my shaking hand, he coaxed me over his
red bikini trunks and wrapped my fingers around the young erection
inside. I gently compressed the boy's hot, stiff organ through his
scanty, skin-tight Speedos. The tight cloth revealed all, but concealed
him as well. I could track the movement of his two firm testicles and
watch the young muscle between his thighs become more and more erect.
Bunny, in return, began to fondle my giant penis for me. He
spat into his own hand and slipped across the tip. His hand and fingers
looked so small wrapped around my swollen cock. He could barely encompass
my hot mass! The boy massaged the opening of my erection with his
slippery palm. My knees began to buckle and I lost control. I needed to
come!
Bunny hunkered down in front of me. The youth gently clutched
my scrotum with his fingertips and pulled my strained penis down.
Drizzling hot saliva across the organ, he slurped the swollen glans between
his soft, red lips. The exciting boy swallowed as much of me as he
could.
Slipping his fingertips up from my sack, he gripped my erection at
its base and started to stroke me. I pushed my way through the blonde
lad's lush tresses.
His fluffy head bounced up and down on my dick. He felt so warm,
so wet, so clean, so sure, so pure. I knew I loved this handsome, young
boy! He apparently loved to suck on a hot, stiff penis, and he performed
like a prodigy.
He never had a teacher to coach him in sexual pleasures. He and
Carlos learned on their own: nature's way. They knew what made each other
feel good, and now they were eager to share their new-found experiences
with me!
The blonde boy obviously knew the value of patience when
sexual excitement was involved; he stopped titillating me just
before my climax. He withdrew my pounding penis from his soft mouth
and rolled his tongue across me from my sack, up my wet shaft, up
my abdomen, across my chest, up my neck, up my chin, and up to my
lips which were waiting to make contact with his smooth, soft face.
Holding his pubescent hips in contact with me, he gently
kissed me. The blonde boy wiped his tongue around my lips. As I
sucked up the youngster's wet tongue, he reached down and encircled
my stiff shank with his fingers. I slurped up as much of the sweet
saliva as was available from the youth. His warm breath across my
face felt so gentle. The faint whimpers from deep in his throat
caused his sensitive lips to vibrate and excite me even more. How
much more could I take? How much longer would I have to wait? I must
caress his supple body. I needed to explore the young boy's dick and
tight ass. I needed to suck and enjoy the lad's hot stiffness. I need
to fondle his balls, to savor and quaff his come. I need to come, too!
Bunny helped me over to the old bed in the corner. He pointed
to the floor. As his willing slave, I got down on my weak knees to
worship my boy-god. He towered over me and pressed my face against
his red trunks. The heat of the youngster's swollen cock penetrated
the thin Spandex and warmed my cheek.
I caressed his slim thighs and gently compacted the lad's hot
erection with my fingertips.
The boy finally peeled down the red, skin-tight trunks, exposing
his long, slender erection. Just above his swollen shaft was a small
tuft of fine, golden pubic hair. I slid my fingertips through the
boy's pristine down. Bunny was everything I could have hoped for!
Grabbing the solid organ with his right hand, he pulled
his stiff penis down and thrust himself forward toward my face.
"Please, sir, suck on me. Make my come squirt out". He pleaded
with me! "Suck me good. It needs to shoot out now."
The naked blonde boy with the huge blue eyes lay back on
the bed with his slim knees bent, thighs wide apart. I eased
my way over and held on to the youngster's compact hips. Bending
over, I slowly licked his firm, bare tummy.
The slippery tip of the nude lad's eager shaft jabbed my
neck. I could wait no longer, so I grabbed the boy's solid muscle
with my fist. I spit on his shining glans and started a slow
massage on it. Meanwhile, I spat on my own hard cock and
started to ease it up into the neat opening between the boy's firm
buttocks. Going ever so slowly, my entire shaft was able to
glide up into him until it completely disappeared inside his
solid body. I was now one with the young, naked boy! Bunny looked
up at me and smiled in approval.
Continuing my slow stimulation of the towheaded lad's penis
caused his shining, blue eyes to close. He pulled his head back,
opened his mouth and started a slow gasping. Bunny's bright red
tongue protruded across his lower lip. Saliva leaked from the
corner of his mouth and ran down his cheek. I stroked the boy's
soft face, picked up some of the liquid and applied it to his now
deep-purple glans for use as additional lubricant.
The alluring boy had a tuft of platinum down where his cock
joined his flat tummy. Strong tendons bulged out of his thighs
and united the slender limbs to his torso. Smooth knees, bent
at ninety degrees, were above his solid calves. Bunny had a loose
leather strap around his left ankle. This anklet was all he wore
while I was pumping in him and on him.
A leak of crystal clear lubricant trickled from the tip of
the lad's solid organ. His hot glans throbbed in my hand. The boy's
scrotum had shriveled up into a taut wad of dark flesh. With the
fingers of my free hand, I probed gingerly to explore the contents
of the tight pouch. I found his two olive-sized testicles and
slowly fondled them with my finger tips. The small glands slipped
around freely for me to appreciate.
The excited, blonde boy grabbed my wrists with his hands.
His gasping paused as he held his breath. His smooth face blushed.
His pectorals stiffened and his nipples became solid. The long
muscles throughout his legs contracted. I felt the tube running
along the length of his erect penis begin to throb in unison with
the diaphragm under his protruding rib cage. Bunny started to
moan.
Responding to my soft masturbating, the nude youngster was
beginning to release his hot come in my hand for me.
Saliva gurgled out as Bunny started a quick panting for breath.
At the same time, a huge bolt of his choice, white semen burst from the
tip of the climaxing boy's penis. This first deposit settled on
his smooth, unblemished chest near an erect nipple. With my other
hand, I spread the boy's hot, slippery emission across his firm nipples.
Another squirt of his hot nectar splattered on my wrist and flowed down
my forearm, leaving a warm trail in its wake. Bunny writhed in
ecstasy as more fresh fluid burst off the tip of his throbbing
penis.
It was my pleasure to share in the youth's vigorous orgasm!
The climaxing boy wrapped his long, bare legs around my waist.
I bent over to suck on the throbbing mass of hot flesh and blood
sticking out between his firm thighs. As I opened my mouth to swallow
the organ, the nude blonde held his breath again and shot out a wad
the size of a green grape. It struck the back of my throat with such
force that I almost started to choke! His hot come tasted fresh,
delicious and wholesome!
I wanted to devote my full attention to Bunny's climax, so I
withdrew my own organ and bent over to suck the youth's erection.
I gripped the rigid shaft at it's base and forced it down from it's
position parallel to the boy's flat tummy.
His swollen penis slipped effortlessly between my lips. I
slowly stroked the glans with my tongue. Bunny responded with long
sighs of pleasure. At the same time, more hot come wrenched out of
the naked youngster. I did not swallow this issue of fresh semen,
but rather let a pool accumulate in my mouth. As more of the seed
spilled from the lad, I let the excess dribble out of my lips and
gather at his puff of fine, golden pubic hair. The small tuft was
quickly saturated, so the choice juices streamed down the boy's
bare crotch and accumulated in a puddle beneath his solid buns.
Bunny's breathing returned to normal. His semen flow relaxed
down to a smooth trickle. I sucked briskly and relished every
available droplet he could squeeze out for me. I withdrew the boy's
erection from my mouth, leaned back and admired the delighted lad.
I bent over again and gently licked over the head of his
glistening, swollen organ. The blonde youth smiled broadly for me.
He sat up, reached around my torso and embraced me firmly. His
fresh semen slipped between us, and he rubbed up against me to
spread the come all over me. He lay back down on the bed.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you."
"No, Bunny, thank YOU. You were great!"
I had been so absorbed in Bunny's orgasm that I hadn't
noticed Carlos had returned from his swim. He was standing
silently behind me sharing in his friends' pleasures, patiently
waiting his turn. The nude, dark-skinned boy held on to his
solid penis with his right hand. His left hand was wrapped
around the base and his fingers fondled the contents of his
tight scrotum.
"Is it my turn now?" The boy asked innocently.
"You know it, Carlos! Come over here."
The bronze lad was dripping with water, so I grabbed
a towel, stood up and dried his firm, young body. I paid
special attention to his dark buns and stiffened privates.
My own dick had been rock-hard for almost an hour now,
and I needed relief! So, I turned Carlos around, dropped him
to his knees and knelt down behind him.
Bunny had fallen into blissful sleep, so I borrowed some
of the seed we had spilled earlier on his blonde pubic tuft. I
smeared the creamy fluid on my cock and gently spread the
coffee-skinned boy's buttocks apart with my fingertips. Using
my saliva as additional lubricant, my rigid dick was able to glide
up between his firm cheeks and into his tight anal opening. I
slowly eased myself deeper and deeper within, until the lad's firm
buns were sealed against my crotch. I was one again with the
bronze youngster!
I didn't move. I didn't pump. I just relished the feel of
my long stiff dick being buried so deeply up the beautiful ass of
this handsome, young boy.
I hugged Carlos around his torso and started a slow pumping
action with my hips. Reaching down, I encircled the boy's solid
shaft with my fingers. I pulled the sheath from the glans and spread
his clear fluid over the tip. He grabbed my hand with his, and I
started to masturbate the naked boy.
I encompassed the young, stiff organ with my hand. Pulling it
down until it was perpendicular with his flat tummy, I started
tugging briskly. A few quick jerks and the aroused boy started to
come for me in my hand. Carlos' hot semen jumped out several feet
in front of him, landing on the floor with a loud splat. His
rock-hard penis throbbed and squirt more of the rich fluids.
The dark boy's orgasm caused me to lose my own rocks. I
wrapped my arm around his lean waist and let myself go. The nude lad
and I experienced a mutual climax unlike any other! I didn't know I
could shoot so much come; the flow never felt like it would stop.
Carlos, as well, continued to ejaculate like he had never shot his wad
before.
I pumped my hips and wrenched his dick without mercy. I could
not stop my actions on the boy. The harder I stroked the young
erection, the more he liked it. The youngster kept crying for more
and more. He begged me not to stop.
Finally, the exhausted boy screamed and collapsed on the floor
in front of me. I fell down beside him and started to lick his solid
erection. Hot come still was slowly oozing off of the tip, so I
sucked and swallowed the choice fluid. I drained the nude youth of all
his virgin broth.
While nursing on the naked boy's rigid organ, I wrapped my arms
around his slender waist and dozed off in exhaustion. Carlos, as well,
had drifted off for some needed rest. I slept with his penis in my
mouth, sucking the way an infant falls asleep with a bottle.
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