Where it happened: At the lake
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
My friend Tom and I had finished baseball practice on a hot morning in July. Mom agreed to take us out to the lake where my Dad kept our 16 foot runabout boat. I had learned to drive the boat years before and my parents trusted me to drive it safely and not to drown. From the boat we could water ski, swim, and just cruise the lake.
Tom and I had been pals from first grade. Now we were both 15. We played baseball and basketball together, hung out together, shared secrets, discussed girls, and had taken considerable interest in how our bodies were changing since we were 13. We’d discovered the magic of jerking off and, while not sharing that divesion together, made passing references to it so we both know the other was a master masterbater.
We even looked alike, blond hair, both about 5 foot, 10 inches, weighed about 145 pounds, and because both our baseball and basketball coaches had us lifting, we were quite trim, with big shoulders, thick chests, bulky legs, no fat, and a couple of nice six packs. All in all we were good looking dudes.
We took the boat from the dock and told Mom to meet us back here at 5:00 p.m. for the ride home. Five hours all to ourselves. We stripped down to our shorts and cruised the lake for a while, then skied for an hour until we were tired, and went to the middle of the lake and dropped the anchor. Because it was mid-week there wasn’t anybody else in sight on the lake.
I wanted to float in the inner tube so I threw it in, and rolled over the side of the boat. As I did so, my shorts caught on a cleat and they pulled right off me with a big rip. Tom was in the bottom of the boat laughing his head off. I was in the water laughing and clinging to the tube. He held up the shorts, ripped wide open and no longer suitable for wearing. I was stuck…in the buck!
Swimming naked felt very stimulating, very nice, and I liked it. Tom asked what I was going to do. I said for now, I’m going to float in the tube like I wanted to.
He said, well if you’re skinny dipping, I am too, so he dropped his shorts and in he went.
We agreed that naked swimming was great and both observed the “shrinking” effect it had on our manly parts. We began our usual horseplay on the tube which was a king of the hill game. I’d get up on the tube and he’d try to knock me off. At first, having my bare ass and shrunken pecker hanging in the breeze was a little wierd but we soon lost our inhibitions and just enjoyed this new pleasure that remained unspoken as we wrestled together and felt our skin and muscles touch and test each other. I’d comment about his little pecker and Tom said he had more hair on his balls.
After a while we were really tired of treading water and wrestling on and off the tube so we climbed back into the boat. The seats folded down into two long lounges side by side about one foot apart. Given our naked condition, we laid face down, not sure we wanted to fully expose our personal parts to the sun, much less to each other.
The sun was hot and, both of us being fair skinned blonds, knew we had to be careful. I got out the sun screen and realized I’d need to put it on places that hadn’t ever needed it before. Sitting up I put the lotion on my face and arms, then asked Tom if he wanted some. He said to just rub some on his back, so I squeezed some out on his back and rubbed it around.
Tom’s tanned back and legs made the fair skin of his virgin ass that much lighter. I liked the touch of his smooth skin and feeling the sleek muscles of his back and shoulders. I couldn’t resist spreading the puddle of lotion down low on his back and gradually worked my hand down over his ass cheeks and upper legs.
Snapping out of my sensual trance, I suddenly realized that I’d taken a liberty that might not be appreciated, but also realized that he’d not stopped me. Tom turned his head to me and said to be sure and get all the white parts, he didn’t want to get burned. I did a complete job covering every inch of his back side.
He liked it, I told myself. So I told him to do me and I lay face down on the seat. Tom took the lotion bottle and started at my shoulders and left a trail of lotion all the way down my back, over my ass, and down to my knees. He then started to rub it in, massaging my shoulders and back as he went. Now I know why he didn’t object..it felt great! His strong hands worked my muscles, felt warm and soothing. He moved more aggressively over my ass than I did him. He kneaded both ass cheeks completely.
I suggested to him, get all my white parts too! Tom stroked the lotion up from my knee, over the back of my thighs, and up over my butt, following the curve into the crack and down near the dark, warm region of my ass hole. My now the stimulation of Tom’s handiwork had given me a total hard on that I had to shift underneath me to keep from hurting.
OK, he said, flop over and we’ll toast the other side. I raised up and looked at Tom. His cock was standing at full attention. He noticed that I was in the same condition and said it must be the heat. I cracked back, I think you’re IN heat. Shut up asshole, he said, and turn over.
I was embarrrassed to have my woodie poking up just a foot or two away from Tom. But I laid back and threw my arms up over my head to shield my eyes from the sun. He repeated the lotion strategy, starting with a steady stream at my chest and running it all the way down to my knees. Tom’s technique was even better than before. He worked the lotion into my chest and shoulders, massaging the muscles so well I totally relaxed.
He slowed his muscle massage for a moment to focus on my nipples, which seemed to intrigue him because he leaned foreward to get a closer look and gently worked the nipple between his thumb and index finger. This attention made them pop right up like my cock and he waved his fingers across each little nip before moving on down my belly.
This is where I really wondered where he was going to go. I was completely enjoying this intimate attention from my friend who know exactely what felt good and was so good at delivering.
I’d sure hate to see this thing get blistered in the sun Tom said, and he deftly smeared the lotion around my hips on either side of my rigid cock. I think he hesitated a moment, but then gently took my shaft in his hand and rubbed the lotion up and down, fingering the swollen head each time he came up it. He continued with more lotion, gently cupping my sack and sliding each ball thru his fingers.
I realized that I was breathing very heavy and having feelings much more intense in my cock than I ever had when jerking off in the shower. Tom moved on down to my legs and continued his strong massage of my thighs, working the lotion clear up to the bottom of my balls and revisiting my privates before declaring the job complete.
I knew now that I was going to return the favor to Tom now that inhibitions were completely gone.
Tom laid face up on the seat cushions and observed that my hard on was definately smaller than his. Of course I voiced my opinion that mine was the much larger and meatier of the two. I told him to shut up and lay back, I wanted to get on to the lotion.
I followed Tom’s example of a long trail from chest to knees. I make a point to slow down and let the lotion dribble down the length of his cock and even plopped some on his balls for good measure. I started speading the lotion across Tom’s muscular chest, even working into his arm pits and over the top of his shoulders. I gave his nipples equal attention with my fingers. As I did he arched up his back and moaned aloud. I think I’d struck a nerve.
I realized that I couldn’t wait to get my hands on his cock. Working quickly to spread the lotion across his well defined six pack, I filled my hand with lotion and moved in close. Hesitating for a moment, I looked at Tom and grabbed his pulsing pecker with a firm grip, much firmer than he used on me. I eagerly stroked him up and down, doing to him what I did every day to myself in the shower. Tom’s ball sack, softened in the hot sun and hanging low between his legs, suddenly tightened, his cock swelled in my hand and he shot his cream through my hand, up onto his chest, and clear out of the boat!
Jeese, he gasped, I guess I WAS in heat. Joking now he asked, did you get any on you?
No, man, I said. You really blew…clear out of the boat. I wonder if you can catch fish with that stuff.
After joking about Tom’s gusher for a few minutes, I realized I wanted to have the same pleasure, and I wanted Tom to do it for me. That sun is still awful hot, Tom, could you juice me back up again, and I tossed him the bottle.
Are you going to try and break my record squirt, he asked.
I’ll probably get it clear to shore I said.
I lay back on the seat cushions and eagerly waited for Tom’s strong hand to grab my pecker. He squeezed the lotion into his hand and started out gently again, and very slowely slide his hand up and down my shaft. Gradually he increased his hand pressure and massaged my balls with his other hand. I had to exclaim, Tom, that’s how I do it to myself. Me too, he panted.
I closed my eyes and let my friend do his thing. He moved his body closer, kneeling beside me. I reached down and grabbed his erection and just held it in my hand. That brought me to full blow almost immediately and I shot four good rounds up and over my head, just as Tom did.
I had to get my breath back, but after a few seconds, I said, see there, twice as much and twice as far. It all in the wrist my friend, he said, all in the wrist.
The afternoon’s entertainment was fun and exciting. Lying naked in the boat, we both suddenly felt like there might be something wrong with what happened. We agreed that we weren’t gay, but really just like shooting off, no matter what made it happen.
It got so hot that we dove in for another swim and cruise around the lake. We stayed bare assed the whole way, both with raging hard ons and laughing about it as we sped through the waves.
On a dare, I got up on the water skis and we went about two miles down the lake with my cock flopping in the breeze and Tom steering close enough to shore that people fishing on the bank probably saw my white ass flashing in the sun. It was great. Tom also took a turn “skinny skiing” as we called it.
We tired out again and dropped anchor in about the same place as before. Already naked, completely uninhibited, and in a daring mood, Tom said, you’ve got to do anything I say. I said OK, but only if he agreed to the same.
Tom said, put more lotion on me but don’t use your hands. I thought about it for a minute, then dribbled some lotion on his chest and kneeled down by him. His muscular chest and erect pink nipples suddenly look very appealing. I put my face down to his chest and licked up the curve of the muscle, and stopped at his right nipple. I lied to him, saying, I’m spreading the lotion, and started to tickle his nip with my tongue, round and round, massaging the other nipple with my fingers. I then slid my body across him to the left nipple and licked it clean. Then a real idea hit me, I straddled his waist, pushed down my cock into the puddle of lotion on his chest and smeared it all around. Tom looked down and said, you’re one sick puppy.
OK, now you. I want you to get me off without using your hands. Are you kidding he asked. No, I said, that was the agreement. Tom kneeled besid my seat and placed his head down on my belly. I hardened even more anticipating what he was going to do. Tentatively Tom moved his mouth closer to my balls, stuck out his tongue and with just the tip, licked up the shaft. I said, that’s a start.
Then he nuzzled my cock with his nose and raised it up so it flopped down against my belly. He started with his tongue more eagerly now, even enthusiastically stroking up and down the length of my cock, flicking a ball with his tongue, and starting to take the head of my prick into his mouth. With the head in his mouth, he started a slight bob of his head up and down, moving further and further up and down the shaft, then pausing with nearly all my cock in his mouth and sucking and slurping. He pulled off and said, you tell me when you’re going to shoot off. And I told him, it was right now, and off I went. One splat hit Tom in the side of the head, the other plopped in my face and the third landed in my belly button.
Nice shot sherlock, Tom said. How’d you like that.
Not bad I said, see what you think. Tom’s angle on me had been from the side and I didn’t think he was about to take all of my prick in to his mouth. I saw the best way was to turn around and straddle Tom over this head and hold myself over his cock from above. Tom asked just what I thought I was doing, but his objection soon turned to moaning pleasure as I applied what I’d learned from my own blowjob and did for Tom what I knew I wanted.
Tom’s dong tasted sweet from all the lotion I’d applied. I went slow because I knew the feeling was sensational. Suddenly Tom pulled a life preserver from under the seat, put it under his head, so that his face was immediately under my cock which was still recovering from my last blast.
In a second Tom had my dick in his mouth, sucking it back to life. We went into a motion where we both moved up and down the shaft of each other’s cock in rhythm. I felt Tom’s cock starting to swell, just as my my cock hit full length. Suddenly Tom spewed into my mouth and it tasted salty but I din’t mind at all. I squeezed his balls and sucked up his cock to finish that job. About that time Tom’s work on my prick made me come again and he too sucked it down like a man…or girl…or whatever.
I climbed down off him and was laid back exhausted. I said, that we better clean up the boat, rinse ourselves off, and head back to the dock where Mom was going to pick us up.
We both agreed that as best friends, what we did for each other would be our secret, that we couldn’t wait to get our pricks into a warm juicy pussy of some girl, but that we would definately have another afternoon with each other on the lake again. And we did. We also both got laid that summer. Life is good when you’re 15.
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