
                          Yellow Creek Lake
                            by Larry Mason


I was 15 and Beth was almost 13 when we met at the lake.  After Beth
asked me to be her boyfriend, she feared that she'd started something
she couldn't stop.

-=*=-

Copyright 2001, by Larry Mason.  All rights reserved.  

Published with permission from the author by TYGER.

-=*=-

The summer when I was fifteen, I went to Indianapolis to visit my
Uncle Fred.  I stayed at his house in town for about two weeks, and
then he told me we were going to spend a month at their cabin on
Yellow Creek Lake.

Soon after we arrived at the lake, my aunt introduced me to Beth, who
was staying with her mother at the cabin next door.  She was almost
thirteen.  She was slender, with dark brown hair and eyes.  She was
wearing a knee-length yellow jumper dress and a white blouse.  I
tried to peek at her chest, but I couldn't tell whether she had tits
or not.

There was a little grove of trees between the two cabins with a
picnic table and a fire pit, and we ate lunch there every day and had
a campfire every night, except when it rained.  Most afternoons, Beth
and I took a walk along the lake shore or into the neighboring woods,
just getting acquainted.  Sometimes we wore bathing suits and
splashed in the lake or played on the sandy shore.  We really enjoyed
each other's company, and we found that we were interested in a lot
of the same things--we liked the same pop music groups, and the same
subjects at school.  One more thing that we found quite interesting
was each other--including our developing body shapes.  When she wore
her bikini, I could detect a bit of breast development, but I
couldn't be sure it wasn't artificial.  And sometimes I noticed her
checking out my trunks, as if she were trying to detect whether I had
an erection.  But both of us were careful not to embarrass each other
by staring.

One afternoon a few days later, we swam around at the end of the pier
for a while and then walked along the shore to dry off in the sun.
Suddenly, Beth took my hand.  "Larry," she asked me, "how long are
you staying at the lake?"

"Uncle Fred said a month," I answered.  "And that was less than a
week ago."

"Larry," she said again, and I seemed to hear a slight tremor in her
voice, "Do you have...any girlfriend...I mean, when you're at home?"

"No," I replied.  "I've never hung around with girls much.  I guess
no girl was ever...friendly to me, before...like you are."

"Well...could we...just while you're here at the lake, with me, would
you...be my boyfriend?"

"Sure, Beth.  I'd like that."

We had rounded a bend in the shore and were walking along beside a
cove that wasn't visible from any of the cabins.  Beth stopped, and
as I turned toward her she held out her arms toward me, obviously
inviting an embrace.  I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, hugging
her to me.  Her bikini-clad body pressed against my bare chest, and I
massaged her shoulders lightly with my hands.  Her arms encircled my
waist and she raised her face to mine.  "I suppose you want a kiss,"
I observed, following my words with action.

I had never really kissed a girl before, and it seemed that Beth had
hardly any more experience than I had, so our first attempts were a
bit awkward and sloppy.  But we soon mastered the fundamentals and
held each other close while our lips pressed together in a series of
warm kisses.

"Beth," I said when we came up for air, "I've heard some guys talking
about 'French kissing.' Do you know how to do that?"

"Yeah...I think so--I've heard of that.  I guess we're supposed
to...open our mouths, and use our tongues," she replied.

It took us even less time than before to master this new technique.
Alternately, she pressed her tongue deeply into my mouth, and then
retreated while I did the same to her.  I immediately recognized the
appeal of this kind of kissing.  When my tongue was deep inside
Beth's mouth, I couldn't help imagining that it was my cock, and it
was inside her cunt, and I poked my tongue in and out, trying to
imitate a fucking motion.  I think she got the idea, too.

Beth pressed both hands flat against my bare chest, and then placed
one index finger on each of my nipples.  Then she bent down and
kissed each nipple in turn, licking around them with her tongue.
This was a sensation I'd never felt before, and it electrified me.
We kissed each other for several minutes, sometimes with my tongue
fucking her lips, and sometimes with her tongue licking my nipples.
Beth seemed to be really enjoying herself, and I know I was.

I moved one hand to the front of her bikini top and explored a little
until I located the nub of her right nipple.  I leaned over and
kissed the spot, then did the same on her left side.  Her breath came
quickly and she moaned, letting me know she was enjoying it.  I
kissed her nipples alternately a few more times through the cloth top.

Then we embraced again, pressing our bodies together as before, but
this time also moving our hips closer until my erection was touching
her pubic mound.

A look of alarm crossed Beth's face and she broke away.

"What's wrong?"  I asked her.

"Nothing.  I...I think I'd better go and help my mother," she said,
and she started walking rapidly back toward the cabins.

"Beth, wait!"  I cried, but she kept walking.  I ran up to her side
and took her hand, and she squeezed my fingers lightly and then
pulled away again.  "Did I do something wrong?"

"No.  It's all right.  Everything's all right.  I just want...I have
to be alone for a little while."  I walked beside her back to the
cabins, and she went inside.

That evening at the campfire, Beth was friendly as usual, but she
seemed to be pretending that this afternoon had never
happened--neither her proposal that I should be her boyfriend for the
next few weeks, nor her sudden pique and her quick walk home.  I was
puzzled, wondering where the situation was leading.

                                  *

At our picnic the next afternoon, Beth was wearing her yellow jumper
outfit and I had on a pair of loose shorts and a T-shirt.

"Let's go for a walk," she said to me when the lunch was finished.
As we had done after lunch several times previously, we walked along
the shore for a ways.  But this time, neither of us said anything for
a while.  Then Beth pointed out a little path that led into a part of
the woods that we had never explored together.  "There's a little
meadow in there," Beth told me.  "Let's go there."

This seemed encouraging.  If I was careful, I might find out what was
going on.  I knew that my best strategy was to wait for Beth to say
whatever she wanted to, without interrupting.  We sat on a fallen log
in the meadow.  Beth put her hands on the log on both sides of her
hips, and stared at her bare toes as she crossed and uncrossed her
legs.  I straddled the log, facing her, but keeping a little distance
between us--I didn't want to crowd her.

"I...I'm sorry," Beth finally said.

"For what?"  I whispered, barely breathing.  I wanted to go on, to
tell her I didn't know of anything she needed to be sorry for, but I
knew better than to interrupt.

"I couldn't explain, yesterday.  I...didn't mean to confuse you,
Larry, honestly.  But I was...so confused myself.  I was afraid
that...that I had started something, and suddenly...I felt like...if
I wanted to stop it, maybe I couldn't."

"You mean, the way we were...touching each other, and all?"

"Yes."

"But...I thought you liked it.  I tried not to do anything that I
thought you didn't want."

"I liked it.  I wanted it.  That was the problem."  Beth stopped
speaking and we sat silently on the log.  I was thinking hard.

"Oh," I said, finally, as I began to understand what she had just
said.

"I want you to be my boyfriend," Beth explained.  "I want us to
cuddle and kiss each other.  But yesterday I wasn't real sure how
much more I wanted to do.  I truly believed that...whenever I asked
you to stop, you would.  It was myself who I couldn't trust.  So I
stayed awake for a long time last night, thinking about it...about
you, and...me...together.  And finally I decided that..."  she
paused.  "Well...I really like you, and I think you are really nice,
and you would never try to hurt me."

"Oh, Beth, I like you too, a real lot, and you're right--I don't want
to hurt you, ever!  I really mean it!"

"Yeah, I know.  I can tell, that's the kind of guy you are.
So...well, what I decided is, that I'm going to leave it up to you.
We can do whatever you want."

I felt a glow starting at the top of my head, making my scalp tingle,
and then moving slowly down my body, past my cock and balls, and all
the way to my toes.  I could hardly speak; I whispered, "OK, Beth.
That's so great!  And I promise, I won't betray your trust."

Then Beth surprised me even more.  "Before I finally went to sleep, I
thought of something.  I want to give you...a little present, to sort
of apologize for...treating you like I did yesterday."  With that,
she jumped off the log, reached up under the hem of her skirt, pulled
her panties down and off, and handed them to me.  "Put them in your
pocket, for a memento."

"Oh, Beth, that's sooo wonderful!"  My erection had been building,
and now it hardened almost like wood.

Beth climbed back up onto the log and sat on my lap, facing me and
clasping her hands behind my neck.  Her skirt hid her pussy, but her
panties were in my pocket so I knew she was naked underneath.  I
rested my hands on her thighs, just below the hem of her skirt, and
stroked the insides of her legs.  She moved her head toward me and
kissed me on my lips, and then poked her tongue a little way into my
mouth.  I moved my hands up and down her legs, going a little higher
at each stroke, and she increased her tongue action.

Finally my fingers felt her puffy cunt lips.  "You're wet down
there," I whispered.  "And so hot!"  as I explored with my finger.

Beth responded by pulling down my zipper and freeing my cock.  "And
you're so hard down there!"  She moved her hips closer to mine and I
lifted her skirt.  She moved still closer until her twat was pressing
against my cock.

"You really meant it, about...whatever I want to do?"  I asked her.

"Yeah.  What did you have in mind?"

"It's OK, Beth, you can stop pretending," I said as I embraced her.
"You know what I want to do.  I want to be your boyfriend, like you
said.  I want to do things that boyfriends are allowed to do.  I want
to...make love to you, all the way inside you.  But I don't want to
hurt you, and I don't want to do anything unless you want it too."

"Yeah, you're right, Larry, I know what you want...and I want it too,
really I do.  I want you to make love to me, inside me--I want you
to...to fuck me, and be my lover.  I already knew, yesterday, that's
what I wanted.  That's what scared me.  But I thought it over for a
long time last night, and...now I'm not afraid of anything.  Anything
you want."  Beth moved her fingers down to the hem of my T-shirt.
Lifting my shirt, she moved her fingers up across my bare chest and
around my nipples.  As she went on tickling, I pulled the T-shirt off
over my head.

I put my arms around her in a warm embrace, then moved my hands to
her shoulders and lowered her jumper straps.  I started unbuttoning
her blouse, but my fingers kept fumbling so she took over.  Soon she
had pulled back both lapels, exposing her naked chest to my view for
the first time.

What a marvelous sight!  The mounds of her breasts were only slightly
raised, and her nipples poked out from their darker areolas like tiny
rosebuds, hardly any bigger than mine, but more erect.  I kissed and
licked her rosebuds...er...nipples, the way she had been doing to me,
and I gently caressed her breast mounds, then moved my hand over her
chest and down to her waist.

Again we embraced warmly, her breasts lying against my bare chest
with her nipples pressing into me and rubbing against my skin as she
rocked gently from side to side.  "On the ground," Beth said.  "I
want to lie down with you."  She lay on her back on the grass.  "Kiss
me now," she said.

I lay on top of her and kissed her again, fucking her mouth with my
tongue as we had done the day before.  I kissed her nipples, and she
kissed and licked mine.  She pulled her legs up, pressing her heels
against her bare ass cheeks, then raised her legs and hips farther
and locked her heels behind my back.  My cock was still sticking out
of my shorts, and as she gripped my waist with her legs it pressed
hard against her pelvic arch.  Instinctively, I rubbed my body along
her pussy and she responded by pressing it against me.  "I love the
feel of your hard cock," Beth murmured.  Her juices trickled from her
cunt and down over her ass hole, lubricating the base of my cock and
moistening my balls.  My cock was now lying along her slit, and my
cock head was drooling onto her clit, as we continued rubbing our
bare genitals together.

Beth said, "Let's get these clothes out of our way!"  and she pushed
me off her and sat up on the grass.  I was wearing nothing but my
shorts, which she quickly removed.  "Ooh!"  Beth exclaimed.  "I want
to look at it, up close!"  She closed her hand around my cock and
pumped a few times.  "It's, like...so soft on the outside and so hard
on the inside!"  she said.  Then she lifted my balls and fingered
them for a few seconds, giving me another electric thrill.

She turned from examining my cock and finished removing her blouse.
"Take off my skirt," she requested.  "Up over my head," she
instructed as I hesitated.  For the first time, I saw Beth's entirely
naked body, and I kept looking down and up from her pussy to her
softly budding breasts, and back down again.  I couldn't resist
moving my fingertips to her soft outer lips, fondling them and
petting the few wisps of hair that covered the mound above her clit.

She lay back down and I moved my legs between hers, positioning my
rock-hard cock at her hole.  "I don't want to hurt you," I whispered.

"No problem," she replied.  "My doctor did a check-up a couple of
months ago, and she told me I don't have much of a hymen.  So I know
your cock will go in easily, especially when I'm all hot and wet,
like now.  And, if you want to know, she told me my hormone test
showed that I won't start having my period until next year, so you
can't get me pregnant.  You can go ahead and fuck me all the way!"

Beth shivered with pleasure as I rubbed my thick cock head over her
pussy lips.  Then my cock entered her tight, juicy channel and slid
in all the way.  I felt her hot juices boiling around my cock as her
cunt muscles pulsed and milked it.  She began to spasm, and I began
thrusting in and out, speeding my rhythm slightly as I felt the
tension building in my dick.  I moved my hand down and rubbed my
balls for a few seconds.

Then I started spewing my semen inside Beth's tight cunt.  As I did,
she started biting my lip, softly, and purring like a cat in heat--a
really sexy moan.  I squirted more into her waiting pussy than I had
ever shot in my life.  My whole body was starting to sweat, and I
loved it.  After a few final thrusts, I rolled off her and lay beside
her.

We kissed and cuddled some more, then dressed and walked back to the
cabins.  We decided to act as if nothing had happened when we were
around our folks, hoping that they wouldn't get suspicious and put
restrictions on us.  We wanted them to think we had just been
innocently swimming or taking walks along the lake shore.

                                  *

The next day it rained, so there wasn't much we could do outdoors.
After breakfast, my aunt and Beth's mother decided to drive to Fort
Wayne and see the new mall that had just opened, and my Uncle Fred
went along for the ride.  Beth told her mother she'd rather stay at
the cabin and read a book that she had found in the bookcase.  She
didn't know I had already told my aunt much the same thing.

After the adults were gone, I knocked on Beth's cabin door and she
let me in.  She was wearing a scanty halter top that barely covered
her tiny tits, and a pair of very short cutoffs that left most of her
legs exposed.  I was carrying a pair of my briefs.  "I want you to
have a memento, too," I said, giving them to her.

"What did you do with my panties that I gave you?"  Beth asked.

"I hid them in a corner of my suitcase.  I'm going to keep them
forever."

"And I'll keep these.  It'll be a secret, just between us."

I took off my rain shell, leaving me wearing only my loose shorts,
and she could easily see that I already had an erection from looking
at her and thinking about our secret.

"Let's go to my room," Beth said.  "It's on the sun porch.  Well, the
porch anyway--there's not much sun today."

We sat side by side on Beth's bed, and cuddled and kissed, gently
caressing the exposed areas of each other's bodies.  "It's your call,
remember," Beth said.  "What do you want to do?"

"I want to fuck you, of course," I replied.  "But let's do some other
stuff first.  What haven't we tried?"

"Do you want to put your mouth on my pussy, while I lick and suck
your cock?"  Beth suggested, and I agreed.

We undressed and lay on the bed, turned so that her head was next to
my cock and my face was close to her twat.  She used her fingers to
open her outer pussy lips, exposing her clit and the folds of skin
over her cunt hole.  I had never seen a clit up close before.  "It's
like a little penis!"  I exclaimed.

"Yeah, that's where it feels really good.  I want you to lick all up
and down my twat, but especially I want you to rub my clit and suck
on it.  How shall I do your cock?"

"The best part is the head, and the little row of bumps around the
rim.  You can lick all around it, and put your mouth down over it as
far as you want.  You can lick my balls, too."

"Let me try," Beth said.  My cock slid between her lips and into her
mouth, an inch or two deep.  She caved in her cheeks and started
sucking loudly and greedily.  I moaned as her lips surrounded my
shaft while her tongue rotated around the rim of my cock head.  Her
teeth scraped the skin very gently, and her tongue pressed it against
the roof of her mouth.  "How am I doing?"  she asked me.

I didn't answer right away.  My face was buried in Beth's twat while
my fingers massaged her clit.  My tongue lapped up and down her slit,
flicking her clit and then licking down the smooth patch of skin that
let to her cunt hole.  Her hips were jerking rhythmically, in time
with my tongue motion.  I finally came up for air and said, "You're
doing it just right, Beth.  It's getting me really aroused."

"Do you want to cum in my mouth?  I think I'd like to try swallowing
it."  Beth started pumping on my cock with her lips, making it
stiffer than ever, and finally it exploded.  My whole body tensed,
and I groaned and fucked my cock into her mouth, sending jets of
boiling semen across the back of her tongue and down her throat.  Her
cheeks swelled, and she grinned as she tasted the salty juice.  She
gulped it down, and I flopped back with a groan of satisfaction.
Beth licked the last drops of semen off her lips, and then lay back
on the bed beside me.  "Wow!"  she exclaimed.

We rested for a minute; then I turned and grasped Beth's legs.  I
said, "Your turn now!"  as I leaned over and resumed licking her
twat.  My cock began hardening again as I touched the tip of my
tongue to the trembling flesh of her mound.  With my tongue, I parted
her pussy lips and stroked her clit.

Beth's hips started writhing and thrusting, and I knew she was close
to orgasm.  I inserted my longest finger into her juicy cunt, rubbing
it against the upper side of her hole.  Without removing my tongue
from her clit, I used another finger to capture some of her cunt
juice and rub it over the tender nubbin.  She gasped, and her hips
jerked harder and harder as her orgasm flowed over her.  Then she
pulled away.  "Oh, I love it--I love you so much!"  she exclaimed.
"Now touch me real gentle and slow, while I climb back down off the
mountain."  I fondled her outer lips and very softly pressed the hood
over her clit.  I touched the insides of her thighs, then her tummy
and up across her nipples.  I kissed her between her breast mounds,
watching her face relax as the heat of desire drained from her body.
She moved over against me and we embraced warmly.  Her head lay on my
shoulder, her breast against my chest, and one of her legs over mine.
We kissed warmly and gently, then closed our eyes and almost went to
sleep.

About a half hour later, Beth reached over and stroked my cock once
or twice; then she kissed me softly on the lips.  "I'm going to fix
us a sandwich," she said.  "Let's eat lunch naked."

                                  *

While we were having our lunch, the clouds parted and the sun came
out.  "Let's go back to the meadow for the afternoon," Beth
suggested.  "The grass will be all wet, so we'd better take a
ground-cloth and a blanket."

"Good idea," I agreed.  "If we stayed here, we'd have to worry about
when our folks are coming back from the mall."

We both put on the clothes we'd been wearing that morning; then I
said, "I'm going back to my cabin to leave a note for my uncle that
I'm going on a walk.  I'll leave my rain shell and get my
ground-cloth, and meet you outside in a few minutes."

While I was gone, she wrote a note for her mother, and got a beach
blanket from the linen closet.

We walked quickly to the meadow and spread the ground-cloth on the
grass, then covered it with the blanket.  "Nobody will see us here,"
Beth pointed out.  "And I really like being naked with you.  I want
to take off your clothes, and you take off mine."  Soon we were lying
on the blanket in the meadow, with the warm sun beaming down on us.
Again we cuddled and embraced each other's naked bodies--her head on
my shoulder, her breast on my chest, and we kissed long and deep.

I didn't want to wait any longer, and I knew Beth was just as eager
as I was.  "Are you ready to fuck now?"  I asked her.

"You're ready; I can tell by your stiff cock.  But you'd better feel
my cunt to make sure I'm ready too," she grinned impishly, lying back
and spreading her legs.  I wasn't surprised to feel her juice
dripping onto my finger when I put it in her hole.

"Do you want to try a different position this time?"  I asked.

"Yeah.  Let me be on top.  Just lie on your back with your cock
sticking up, and I'll do all the work."  I grinned and nodded as Beth
climbed over me.  She knelt facing me, straddling my legs with her
ass cheeks resting lightly on my thighs.  She slid forward until her
tummy was touching the under side of my cock and I could feel the
soft pressure of her pussy lips against my balls.  I reached up and
fondled her nipples.  She bent over me, lowered each nipple into my
mouth, and let me suck long and hard.  I could feel her excitement
rising.

Then Beth lifted her body and slowly directed my stiff cock up into
her pussy hole.  She slid her cunt all the way down the length of my
pole and sighed with pleasure as she hit bottom.  Then she started to
bounce slowly, accompanying her motion with soft moans.  Each time
her cunt started down onto my cock I would tense my leg muscles and
thrust upward, penetrating deeply into her warm, dark, juicy cavern.
A couple of minutes of this brought her to orgasm.  "My God!  This
feels incredible!"

I could only agree...I was very close to the point of no return
myself.  With a look of concentration on her face, Beth tightened her
cunt muscles around my cock and continued her motion until my hot
seed burst loose and I pumped jet after jet up into her tight
channel.  Her cunt gripped and released my cock, milking the flow
that pulsed from my balls.

Finally we both relaxed and lay back naked on the blanket in the
sunny meadow.

"I'm sooo lucky, Larry," Beth said.  "I never thought I'd ever have a
boyfriend who I could trust, like you."

"I just think it's the right thing to do--to treat everybody the way
I want to be treated."

"But a lot of guys don't think like that.  Sally--she lives next door
to me at home--she told me about a problem she had with a guy one
time."

"A guy at her school?"  I asked.

"No, an older guy.  Sally's father died when she was small, and after
a while her mother started having men friends come to their house.
One evening when Sally was about eight, her mom left her alone in the
house with this guy, while she went to pick up some stuff for dinner.
The man started being real friendly to Sally and then he started
touching her and tickling her, and he asked her to take off her
panties.  She was having fun up to then, so she took them off and he
kissed her pussy.  Sally liked that--she told me about it a few days
afterward.  So then the guy pulled his cock out of his pants and
tried to put it in her mouth, but Sally didn't want to let him.  So
he rubbed it against her pussy and started pushing it in her.  Sally
tried to get away from him, but he grabbed her legs.  She screamed,
but he would have hurt her if her mom hadn't come home just then.  Of
course he left and never came back, but Sally told me she'd never be
able to trust a man again."

"And you never forgot Sally's story."

"Yeah.  I think it was in the back of my mind the other day when we
started touching.  The very first time I saw you I thought you seemed
sooo nice, and I got kinda aroused right away, just thinking about
what we could do together.  That's why I wanted to ask you to be my
boyfriend.  But then, when it started to actually happen, when our
bodies were touching and I could feel your hard cock pushing against
my pussy and I started getting really hot and wet, I couldn't help
remembering about Sally and I wasn't sure..."

"Oh, Beth!"

"That's why it took me so long to figure it out.  I had to convince
myself that you're not like that guy.  But I knew you aren't like
that at all.  We're going to keep on fucking all the time, while
we're here at Yellow Creek Lake, but that's not our whole life.  In
between, we're having fun and we can do other stuff."

"Yeah," I agreed.  "I love just being near you, swimming in the lake
with you, walking around with you, or lying beside you in the warm
sunshine.  I'm glad we met, and I want to get to know you better and
better.  I want to know all about you.  All about your life, and the
people you know, and all the things you like to do."

"Yeah, that's great, Larry.  It's what I want to do, too.  But what
about...when we go back to town?  And when you go home to California?"

"We can write letters.  And we can meet again here at the lake every
summer."

"It's such a long time in between.  You'll have other girlfriends.
And I suppose I'll..."

"You'll get to know other boys, and some of them will be good to you.
But let's have our own little dream, just in case we keep feeling
this way about each other, the same as now.  Just maybe...we might
decide to share our lives together...forever."

"You mean...get married to each other and have a family and
everything?  I think that's a super dream for us to share."

"And remember our secret.  We each have a pair of somebody else's
underpants hidden away.  That can remind us about our dream."

"Oh, Larry!"

"Oh, Beth!"

She lay back on the blanket and I moved over her.  She took my cock
in her fingers and slowly inserted it into her twat.  We rocked back
and forth, fucking very gently at first and then a little faster,
until once more my semen flooded into the depths of her cunt.  I
stayed on top with my softening cock still inside her, laying my head
on her chest with her left nipple in my ear.  "I can hear your heart
beating," I told her.

"It's beating for you," Beth answered.


LM: 3/18/2001

