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A MOUNTAIN RETREAT
Chapter 4
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For the next couple of weeks, it seemed every time the boys would be around and out of sight of others, they were looking for a chance to tug their pants down and get me join them to beat off. I was flattered that they always wanted to include me but was equally paranoid that someone would notice. The pair kept me constantly updated on their sexual antics with each other and Stephanie, and reported on a strip poker party they had organized bringing, Lacy, Mark’s younger sister in on it.
They had succeeded in getting her naked with them. Then they reported what I had been noticing that the shy, pudgy, giggling girl was starting to grow up. Her big growth spurt might have been later than some but when it hit, her baby fat began melting into a tall, leggy blonde that was destined to be a knock-out. The boys observed the budding breasts that were emerging, and a trace of pubic hair, then voiced their disappointment when the shy girl called a halt early causing them all to dress before the fun could progress. Their efforts to reengage her failed and it was obvious she wasn’t comfortable doing things, at least with her brother present. So the boys had been making new plans to include a friend of Stephanie’s in their games, and perhaps a couple of other girls, if any would cooperate.
Early in August when Mark’s whole family left for California on vacation it left Steven bored for companionship, so he had wandered over to our house a couple of times, sometimes with Stephanie sometimes alone. My mom took pity on him, plying him with cookies when I was at work. Then one morning he showed up seemingly aware that I was off.
I had slept late was just lounging in my sweats reading the paper. I ushered him into the kitchen offering him a cinnamon roll. He devoured it in several bites, washed with some milk then, looking around, inquired if my mom was home. I was pretty sure he knew she volunteered at the hospital on this day and reminded him. The look he gave me then was really obvious.
“So do you want to mess around?” he asked, grinning expectantly. The kid was insatiable. He always seemed to have a hard on and was always thinking about sex. Several girls at school had stirred my fantasies and I had made futile attempts at meeting, greeting and even dating a few. But most of my efforts had been futile. Most already had boyfriends, some seemed cold when I tried to get acquainted, and others unresponsive on dates. I desperately wanted sex but was easily bored with my own hand and imagination. I had already admitted to myself that despite my principal attraction to girls my age Steven and Mark could stir my interest. Recognizing that look and my own horniness, I agreed.
“OK, but I need to take a shower,” I said.
His eyes lit up and he said, “I could take one with you. That would be fun.”
“Come on,” I said and we headed for my bathroom. Steven was naked with his little dick pointing up before I could even drop my sweats. He stood anxiously massaging his boyhood as I adjusted the water.
We stepped into the small enclosure and Steven quickly went for the soap. He rolled it around in his hands and then turned to spread some on my chest. With a grin and a glint in his eye he moved his hands down to circle around my semi-flaccid penis. The experience he was gaining over the summer was serving him well and in seconds he had me fully hard.
We needed no dialog. It was just understood what we each wanted and what to do. Soapy hands explored, felt and massaged and dicks and bodies were rubbed together. I had a flashback to fun times in the showers at scout camp. At one point Steven’s fingers found my anal hole and worked soap in and around it, commenting that it needed to be clean for later. I duplicated the action on him a few minutes later plunging a finger in and out a few minutes while the boy leaned on the wall.
When the water began to cool we got out, toweled off, and retreated to my bedroom. My double bed was still unmade and I pulled the sheets down farther and out of the way as we both hopped on. We lie on our backs and instantly started stroking each other. We kept our mutual masturbation going for some time enjoying the feel of each other’s hand and being careful not to bring each other too close to orgasm.
Steven offered a running report of his recent sex life since the adventure in the mountains and the night with his sister. He reported that he and Stephanie had played around several times since and that Mark had joined them a couple of times. They had claimed an old shed as a clubhouse and jacked off with another kid down the street. He also had a sister and they formed plans to get her and other girls to join them.
Then he commented on how good it felt when someone would suck his dick. The comment was obviously hopeful and I decided to help him out. Rolling up on one elbow and then bending down I slipped his turgid little tool into my mouth rolling my tongue over the tip and around the ridge of his knob. Steven groaned and thrust up with his hips pushing all of his four inches into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down cupping the round little pouch beneath his hairless groin. Steven responded by flexing his hips and pushing up as if fucking my mouth with his spit slickened young cock.
He kept pounding upward his urges driving him. I could see his little acorns pulling up in his immature sack. Then he pressed his hand on the back of my head and bent his knees making one hard thrust gasping and holding him self deep in my mouth. I could feel his little dick twitch and shivers were going through his body.
Gradually Steven started to relax. His legs settled to the bed and his hips, pale around the area of shorts and swim suits, sagged into the bed. I lifted my head letting the boy’s rapidly shrinking penis slip from my lips.
“Oh my God,” he exclaimed, a harsh expression for this boy. “That was the best ever. I’ve never come so hard.”
“I’m glad you liked it,” I said.
“Now I’ll do you,” he offered, and rolled up and over reaching for my phallus. “But don’t come in my mouth, OK?” I agreed to warn him off.
What followed was what would be the best oral sex I would experience from anyone, male or female. Steven worked wonders with his tongue and hand. It was obvious he had been practicing, I assumed, with Mark. He used his tongue over my pee slit and around my circumcision. He followed down my shaft licking all around and over my balls. When he moved up and slowly engulfed my unit, deeper than he ever had before, he kept working with his hand.
When I started to reach my peak he would slow down, let me cool a little then start all over again. At my urging he finally kept going and I warned him off. Steven continued pumping me rapidly with his hand until I spewed my sticky seed getting some on his hand and most on my mid-section. After recovering for a few minutes I retrieved a towel and wash cloth, wiped up down and lay back on the bed. We relaxed for a while just talking.
“Have you ever done it all the way with a girl?” We had established on our camping trip that I hadn’t. Maybe he was wondering if something had changed. “Linda really likes you,” he interjected, “Maybe you could do it with her?”
A couple of times, when we’d been somewhere together, Linda and I had cuddled and had kissed goodnight a few times. And I was well aware of her crush on me. I had to admit to myself I had considered trying to do it with her and was pretty sure I could. But our families were so close and I viewed her as such a good friend, almost like a sister, that I couldn’t pretend more and take advantage. It was such an irony that I didn’t pursue a girl that wanted me and girls I did want to get together with, like her best friend, Joan, didn’t give me the time of day.
With the younger kids, it was different. With them sex was still fun and games without the shackles of relationships, or serious ones, at least. In any other circumstances I would never have gotten involved. But I was frustrated at being nineteen and still a virgin. My body ached for sexual contact and these kids were almost like family, we trusted each other, and they willingly invited it.
Then Steven broke my train of thought and asked, “Do you think it feels like when we do it with each other?”
“I imagine it’s a little different,” I answered.
“I tried to get Steph to do it, but she wouldn’t. She lets me put my finger in it but not my dick. Last week me and Mark tried to get her to let us try it and she said she might sometime but not then. I finally got her to suck me a little bit once but she hasn’t wanted to since.”
We agreed that girls were strange, some liked to do stuff and some didn’t, but that we would continue to pursue that elusive exchange with the fair sex. My own frustration and lack of experience raised its ugly head. I started thinking about Linda again. Her parents and my parents seemed always trying to get us together to the point of embarrassment. We had gone to dances and movies together and we had kissed goodnight a couple of times but I never considered her a girl I could go farther with.
I had been with girls on dates and parties when I was successful at groping bare breasts and even fingering pussies a couple of times, but was always rebuffed when I went for my own zipper. I had grown up thinking about “good girls” and “girls that would” in a hopeless double standard. Perhaps that was why I was taking solace in playing around with the younger kids that were so willing without the entanglements.
As I drifted in thought and chatted with Steven our dicks became inspired again. He ran his fingers through my pubic hair and speculated when his might arrive. Examining my balls he added some comment and question about sperm. Then he rolled over my legs and settled on top of me, trapping his stiff little rod between us and clamping mine between his thighs.
“This feels good,” he observed. “When Mark’s cousin was here he showed us some more ways to do it, you know, pretend fucking, like we did up in the mountains.” I was a little surprised at Steven’s use of the word, but ignored it to agree that this felt good. I gripped the eleven-year-olds firm butt and we humped together for several minutes enjoying the touch of each other’s flesh as well as the friction on our dicks.
Steven sat up and said, “Let me show you something,” and slid under my legs wrapping them around him. The objective became obvious when he lifted up on my butt and aimed his stiff pecker at my pucker. I felt the poke of his stick and the tip start to go in. “Get some lotion,” he said and we unwound for a few minutes while I reached in my night stand for the oil that I used regularly.
The boy dribbled some on his stick and got us back in the former position. In a few seconds were sitting facing each other with my legs wrapped around his waist and his four inches of boy cock firmly entrenched in my anus. Steven was grinning as he wiggled his hips in a shallow effort.
After pressing himself into me for a several minutes he sat up on his knees and pushed my legs up. Then he repositioned and sunk his pecker into me again. Both he and Mark had been there before and so had a friend from scouts a few years back. But this position had the boy imbedded deeper than any had been.
I remarked that he had been learning some new things and he reminded me that Mark’s cousin had been in town again and had given them some new ideas. “I’ll show you another way,” he announced and untangled from me and stepped off the bed. I was instructed to lie down across the bed with my legs hanging off. Steven then moved behind me standing between my legs and after finding the right angle penetrated me again.
“This is more like our old way,” he commented as he began plunging into me a little faster. In another day and age I might have worried that enjoying this too much and was a latent homosexual. But homophobia was not rampant at the time and I was simply horny and experimenting in ways other boys had been doing that I had missed out on.
Steven was picking up the tempo, and pushing in deeper. He slipped out a couple of times then plunged back in. I felt his chest press against my back and his hands reached around grabbing for my dick. His fingers curled around it and others found my balls and I felt them squeeze and heard a groan from Steven on my back. His body was flinching in a pre-teen orgasm.
After inspecting to see if anything had issued from his organ, he stood on his knees on the bed. “I guess you want to try it with me again, huh?” he asked. He was right. Right at that moment I wanted to fuck Steven as badly as any girl I knew. He handed me the lotion and applied some liberally to his own hole while I lubed my dick. He eyed my stiffness, a little worry on his face at the size, and then turned onto his knees.
He rested his head on a pillow and reached back parting his cheeks to expose the little brown pucker. This time, rather than just plunge in, I probed his hole with a well lubed finger, finally moving it in and out. Then moving up behind I poised my tip at the opening.
As before it slipped and slid over and around before finally nesting at the little hole and letting me push the purple helmet in. I held still for a minute or two before starting to push farther in. “Go slow,” Steven cautioned, and I did taking perhaps ten minutes and very small moves before feeling the boy’s cheeks against my groin. Then I lay across the boy’s slim back and slowly began to move.
There were minor grunts and protests as I was working my way in and I waited until I felt the vise grip on my dick begin to relax before really beginning to move. Once I started I knew I couldn’t stop. The sensation was too amazing. Steven began to accept my thrusts more easily then asked if I wanted to try another way. I pulled him around on the bed and resumed my rhythm with my feet on the floor and his bubble butt on the edge of the bed. After a few minutes at this position I pulled out and turned him over lifting his legs as he had done mine.
As I slipped back in I watched Steven’s face. He was taking me more easily now looking as if he was beginning to enjoy it. I pulled his legs around me and sped up my tempo sliding my hands over the boy’s bare torso. His dick had shriveled to a soft little noodle but my attention began to bring it back to life. Our hands rubbed each others chest, and I pictured the faces of some girls I had wanted to have in this position.
“Mark’s cousin is almost as big as you and he did it to both of us this way,” the blonde boy volunteered, “And then we did it to him. And then Mark said they did it some more that night. I really want to do it with a girl and Mark does, too. But this really feels good, huh?”
I didn’t say anything as I felt the eruption rise in my balls. Steven’s look said he knew what was coming and didn’t protest. I bent over pressing as much of my body against his as I felt a torrent let loose from my loins. Steven felt it happen and I thought I felt his dick twitch against me as I flooded his tight little hole with a copious amount of come.
We lay sprawled on the bed for some time. A couple hours had passed so I suggested he call his mom to make sure she knew where he was. I had to take the line and assure her he wasn’t bothering me. We showered again, quickly this time to get our dicks clean and then made sandwiches enjoying the activity in the nude.
Then we started an afternoon session. Up to this point Steven and I had engaged in boy sex. Now we were making love. I touched every part of his body with my tongue and he tried to follow. I sucked him to another violent orgasm and when we discovered he was too sore to let me in again I went off between his legs.
When at last we had worn each other out, Steven was straddling me on my lap with his legs around me as we hugged our naked bodies together. “This is the most fun I’ve ever had,” Steven whispered. Our faces were close together and on a strange impulse I leaned and just barely touched my lips to his. He looked at me in surprise then sort of flushed and touched my lips with his.
I would never have dreamed I would kiss a boy and I’m sure he thought the same. I had never done it before nor did I ever again. But right then it just seemed right. Neither of us mentioned it as we dressed and he left for home.
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