Boy Beach - Chapter 3
Copyright 2001-2004, Jeff Spencer.
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"Ummm, baby, you feel nice," I said to Sasha, who was laying naked on top
of me at the time. I could feel my cum oozing out of his asshole, and I was
anxious to get some of his into my butt, too. His cock, a 9" monster,
nestled against my own, as he pressed himself into me. I was thrilled to
have this hot 15 year old offering himself to me so readily.

The evening had started out a lot more quietly, as I had just sat down to
catch up to some mail in my cabin, where I lived as water activities
director for Boyd's Summer Haven, a camp for boys. I was beginning to think
of Boyd's more as "Boy Beach," due to the adventures I had with some of the
boys in the short time I had been there. As I was reading, there was a
knock on the door. I got up and answered the door, to find 15 year old
Sasha standing there. Sasha had been one of the boys involved in a `group
encounter' I had at the boathouse a few days before.

Sasha, true to his name, had an untamed, tousled look to him, like boys you
see in many Eastern European publications that deal with the subject of
boys. He was about 5' 5" tall, around 120 pounds. His eyes had that vaguely
oriental look that you see in people from the Eastern European region, a
look that was wildy enticing on this boy. In addition, his thin frame, and
relatively short stature only emphasized the effect that his 9" cock made,
particularly when it was fully erect. Sadly, he was fully clothed, at least
in shorts, t-shirt, knee socks and sneakers, at my doorstep. Finally, his
cute snub nose, freckled cheeks, piercing blue eyes and light brown hair
made for one wild wet dream of a teenager.

"Hi, Sasha," I said. "Come on in." From Sasha's seductive behavior at the
boathouse, I thought I might know what he had in mind, but let him start
the action.

"Hi, Jeff, do you mind if I ask you about something?" Sasha said, as the
door closed behind him.

"Sure, what's up?" I said.

"Well, you, err, remember what happened in the boathouse, don't you?" As if
I could forget about sucking the cocks of a dozen luscious young boys!

"Sure, and..."

"Well, I was wondering if, maybe, you and I could..." Sasha stammered. I
was interested in moving this scene to a more advanced level of eroticism,
so I decided to force the issue.

"Sasha, you're in my cabin and I'm the director. You're a camper. So you'll
do what I tell you. First, take off your shirt." On hearing this, Sasha
broke out in a heart capturing grin, and, placing his hands at the hem of
his t-shirt, lifted it up and over his head. My breath caught when I spied
his slim chest and flat stomach, accented by the two tiny pink nipples,
which were already standing erect. As he pulled the t-shirt off his head,
his hair was delightfully tangled, and his face became flushed red. He held
the shirt in his right hand, slightly crumpled, then let it drop to the
floor by his foot.

He looked at me expectantly, and obediently, and I knew at that moment that
I could do anything with this delicious piece of boy meat that I
wanted. And I wanted!

"Now, take off your shorts for me," I commanded. He slowly unbuckled the
belt, looking me in the eyes, while his tongue played with his upper
lip. Whether it was in concentration, or an instinctively seductive move on
his part I couldn't tell, but it made my stiffening cock get harder a lot
faster. After he unbuckled his belt, he took his eyes off mine to look at
the top snap of his shorts. Tongue still pressed against lip, he unsnapped
the button, and looked up at me briefly, as if asking permission to unzip
his shorts.

He must have seen permission in my eyes, because he locked his eyes on
mine, and slowly, deliberately, drew down the zipper, so loud I thought
that I could hear it. It seemed to take forever, but when he was done, he
let go of the zipper and, slightly wiggling his hips, his shorts fell
slowly down his legs onto the floor around his feet. He stepped out of the
shorts and stood next to them. I took a few moments to gaze upon him at
this stage of undress. His jockey shorts, nearly the only article of
clothing left on him, were bulging out at the front, as his massive cock
strained to free itself. I walked over to him to better assess the
situation. I stared fiercely at him, which made him wilt slightly, and I
walked around him like a commanding general inspecting the troops. His
round bubble butt jutted nicely, filling out the smooth cotton fabric into
two round globes of boy pleasure. The temptation to grab his ass was
overwhelming, but I didn't give in to it. I thought that a compliment or
two might help him feel a little bit at ease, though.

"Sasha, you've got such a lovely body. Your cock is one of the biggest I've
ever seen, bigger than most men's. And your sweet lips look good enough to
eat." He preened at these compliments as I completed my review of his
endowments. I moved back to my bed, and returned to my instructions.

"Now take off your under pants, and then your shoes, but leave your knee
socks on," I said. I had found during sex with my first boy lover, Chris,
that the white knee socks all the boys wore, were highly erotic when they
were the only article of clothing the boy was wearing. Without a word he
put his hands on the waistband of his white under pants, and slowly
shimmied them down his hips, pausing to delicately pull the front out so
that the head of his cock wouldn't catch on the under pants. He slid them
down to his knees, then, surprisingly, he turned 180 degrees so that he was
facing away from me. I admired the view of his nude round butt, though I
was perplexed at what he was up to. Then, when he bent forward to untie his
shoes, it became clear. He was raising the stakes of this mutual seduction!

As Sasha bent forward and down, his ass cheeks opened like the bloom on a
rose, revealing the beautiful rosebud within. The goal of his visit to me
became crystal clear. Sasha wanted to get fucked! He had made his interest
in getting fucked apparent previously at the boathouse, when, right after I
finished sucking his delicious cock and drinking his cum, he said, "I liked
your finger in my ass more than being sucked. Can I see you later?". I was
thrilled to be so certain that my man cock would be slipping deep inside
this dewy boy's tight, hot anus.

He toyed with his shoes until he was sure I'd gotten an eyeful, then
straightening up, he turned and faced me again, this time with a triumphant
look on his face. I knew my face was reddened with my rising passion, and,
signaling that I was pleased with his actions, I grinned at him. He smiled
in return and kicked off the shoes and under pants. He then stood before,
wearing only his pristine white knee socks and his seductive smile.

I wanted to look upon him for as long as possible, to enjoy this 15 year
old Michelangelo's David while I could. He truly was perfect, with that
boyish form that attracts both sexes, combined with his natural good looks
and an innate seductive manner that was part boy, part adult. His pale
white skin seemed reminiscent of David, and his hair, while only wavy,
seemed curly like David's, as it was slightly tangled by his disrobing. I
asked him to come over to me on the bed.

He sat next to me, and I envied the lucky blanket that was pressed under
his sweet ass cheeks. His cock was still fully rampant, and as I looked
closer I could see the small slit in the head was leaking his creamy white
pre-cum. I took my index finger, and gently touched the tip of my finger to
the pool of pre-cum in the slit. As I slowly pulled it away, a thread of
his sticky fluid strung itself between his cock head and my finger, as
though his essence didn't want to be parted from my touch. I brought my
finger to my mouth and, looking in his eyes, delicately lapped at my finger
with my tongue as he sucked in his breath.

"You taste just as delicious as I remember, Sasha," I said. His lips
parted, and I guessed that he wanted to be kissed, so I obliged him. I
slowly brought my lips to his, but just before we made contact, I pulled
away, teasing him, then swiftly stabbed at his lips with my tongue. This
unexpected move made him throw his arms around me in frustration, and force
his lips on mine. I pressed back, and opened my mouth to accept the tongue
that I knew he was anxious to thrust into my mouth. We kissed like that for
at least 5 minutes, while our hands were roaming across each other's
bodies.

I had a significant advantage over Sasha, since I was fully clothed to his
near total nakedness, but I was anxious to be nude with him. As I caressed
first his smooth back, then his slim arms, chest and hips, he furiously
worked at unbuttoning my shirt buttons and shorts. Sasha made excellent
progress, and by the time I was stroking his nicely sized cock, he had all
my buttons undone and was pulling off my clothing. Very shortly, I was down
to my under pants, shoes and socks.

"Not fair, not fair," Sasha muttered. "I want you naked, too."

I stood up to divest myself of these last few pieces of clothing, and sat
down next to him, this time totally naked. Sasha stood up, surprising me,
then quickly sat down again, this time on my lap, facing me. He wiggled his
warm butt against my hard cock, and I was reminded of why Sasha had come to
visit me. He wanted to feel my hard rod inside his tight boy butt, and I
would be happy to put it there. As Sasha teased me by rubbing his soft ass
against my crotch, he brought his mouth to mine so that we could recommence
our kiss.

I felt a burst of passion as our lips joined, and our tongues dueled. Our
hands again caressed each other, this time unencumbered by clothing. I
enjoyed the feel of his smooth hairless body under my hands, as he enjoyed
rubbing me. Finally, I lay back on the bed, with my head on my pillow, as
Sasha lay himself on top of me. He stretched out to join every part of his
front to my front, and I savored the feel of his tummy against my manly
stomach, his thin arms against my muscled ones, his hairless thighs against
my hairy legs, and, finally, his lightly haired cock and balls nestled
against my very hairy cock and balls.

Only in the area of cock size did Sasha outdo me, with his thick 9"
pleasure tool laying next to my medium thickness 8" cock, both of them as
hard as could be. As anxious as Sasha was to feel my cock up his ass, he
didn't suspect that I was going to try to get his rod to ream me out,
too. I heard a slight noise by the door and turned my head to see what it
might be. I was stunned to see 13 year old Chris, my first boy lover,
standing by the door with his finger to his lips, signaling me to keep
quiet. Chris rapidly removed his shirt, shorts and under pants, keeping
only his shoes and socks on. His cock was hard too, so it was plain to see
that he wanted to have some fun.

Sasha was so caught up in our lovemaking that he didn't hear Chris at all,
not even when he crept over to the bed. I wrapped my arms around Sasha so
he wouldn't leap up at Chris's touch. Chris went to the foot of the bed,
and crawled up between Sasha and my legs. As soon as he got on the bed, of
course, Sasha knew someone was with us, but didn't know who. "Who is that,"
Sasha whispered in my ear. "Who is-". He might have been trying to say
more, but his words turned to cooing, when Chris brought his mouth to
Sasha's pink rosebud of an ass hole, and started licking him there.

"Oooh, yeah, that feels nice, keep licking me there. Yeah, put your tongue
in me, deeper, deeper, ahh."

As Chris went to town on Sasha's delicious anus, I went back to kissing my
newest lover, and the stimulation of Chris's tongue was driving Sasha to
new heights of passion. Finally, his curiosity about who was licking his
hole, and his need to feel a cock inside him, made him leap up and whirl
around.

"Sasha, this is Chris. Chris, this is Sasha." Having completed the
introductions, I then hoped that would be sufficient to keep any pangs of
jealousy at bay. Surprisingly, it worked. They looked at each other for a
long moment, and must have liked what they saw, because the next thing I
knew they were locked in a passionate kiss. I then realized that I was the
one experiencing pangs of jealousy.

"Hey, guys..." I said. They broke their kiss sheepishly, and both jumped
on me at once. Being the filling in a boy sandwich was more what I had in
mind.

"Chris, what are you doing here?" I said.

"I saw, uh, Sasha at your door and I just wanted to check out what was up,"
Chris said. There was no doubt a lot of unstated text to that, but it
didn't seem like the time to get into it.

"Are you guys alright with..." my voice trailed off, and they looked each
other in the eye and grinned, holding hands.

"Yeah, Jeff, actually we've known each other for a couple of weeks, and
we're, uh, pretty good friends." Whatever the relationship, I was relieved
there wouldn't be unexpected fireworks. Chris finished stripping down to
just his socks, since he knew I found that erotic.

"C'mon, I really want," Sasha whined.

"Want what?" I said.

"You know," rejoined Sasha. "I want your cock up my ass. I told you that
the other day at the boat house, and I've been waiting. Gosh, I`ve had my
fingers up my ass every night, dreaming about how your cock feels there."

I laid Sasha down on his stomach on the bed, and separated the globes of
his perfect ass with my fingers, exposing his perfect anus to my sight and
tongue. I dipped my tongue into his moist hole, which had been previously
visited by Chris's mouth. Licking his tight hole, I could feel his ass
muscles alternately tightening and slackening around my tongue. Apparently
Sasha had a lot of instinctive ability to respond to stimulation in this
area. After he was sloppy wet with my saliva, a job I enjoyed immensely, I
pulled him up to his knees, to make it easier to penetrate his willing ass
hole with my hard on.

I pulled Sasha's smooth butt to my crotch and poised the head of my cock at
the tiny pucker of his anus.

"Chris, come around here to my mouth," Sasha moaned. Chris rushed around to
Sasha's front, his cock bobbing up and down as he did. He arranged himself
on his back, legs spread-eagled and knees bent in front of Sasha, who
immediately brought his mouth onto Chris's erection. I moved forward while
holding tightly to Sasha's hips, causing my cock to sink slowly into
Sasha's ass. The feeling that Sasha had longed for, for the last day or so,
was finally his, and he moaned loudly with the passion and pleasure he was
feeling. His head bobbed up and down rapidly on Chris's cock, while my dick
was thrust in and out of Sasha's beautiful tight anus.

I thrust as hard as I could into Sasha's delightful ass. The pleasure I had
been picturing for the last day or so was nothing like the intensity of the
ecstasy I felt actually sliding my dick into this beautiful teenager's
sexy, hot and willing ass hole, and I wanted to maximize the pleasure we
both felt by getting as deep inside him as I could, as well as stroking his
rectum and prostate as rapidly as I could manage. I sped up my pumping,
which caused him to moan louder yet. Chris was writhing under the
sensations Sasha's mouth and tongue were wreaking on his hot, pink cock,
and I thought that I'd be coming very soon.

The pleasure that Sasha was showing from being fucked in the ass, as well
as the pleasurable feelings I'd experienced from Chris's finger up my ass a
few days before, made me beg the two of them to hold off from cumming. I
wanted to be fucked, too. Just as I got my request out, I shot my load up
Sasha's sweet boy pussy, actually it felt like several loads as his rectum
teased me to suck out all the cum I could produce. Slowing down my humping,
I slowly withdrew my cock from Sasha's rear end. A small amount of cum
dribbled out of his hole as I withdrew, and without thinking I bent over
and licked up the tasty fluid dribbling out of Sasha's butt.

"Sasha, Chris, I want you guys to fuck me and cum in my ass, okay?"

Sasha and Chris whispered to each other and looked at me, smiling. "Just
put yourself in our hands, Jeff," Sasha grinned. "Get on your hands and
knees on the bed." I rushed to comply.

Chris took the first turn at fucking me, since his cock was a lot smaller
than Sasha's. I felt him licking my hole, and the sensation was
exquisite. I hoped he'd keep his tongue up my ass for a long time, but soon
I felt the blunt head of his dick pressing against my ass. Sasha moved
around to my face, and I figured he'd give me his cock to suck on. He
surprised me by offering his ass to me again, but since I knew there was a
large load of cum nestling in there, I was happy to oblige. As my tongue
twirled around his ass hole, I felt Chris slip the head of his cock past my
anal pucker.

There was a slight twinge of pain, mainly at the anal ring itself, but the
feeling inside my ass was pure pleasure. I'd heard that there was a nice
sensation when a guy's cock stroked past your prostate, and sure enough
that was true. Every time Chris stroked in or out, it caused a strumming
across that anal pleasure point, and it soon had my cock hard again. Since
I'd already cum once, I wanted the pleasure to be all Chris and Sasha's. I
lapped, sucked and kissed at Sasha's red and swollen hole, while Chris
fucked my ass. Chris's pumping sped up, while Sasha squirmed in pleasure
underneath my tongue.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm cumming in your ass, Jeff. You hot fucker, I'm filling
your tight ass hole with my hot wad. YESSSS!" Chris exclaimed, as he
slammed his crotch several times against my butt cheeks. I pushed back as
he slammed into me, and he filled me with his hot, sticky cum. After he
finished cumming, he pulled out, and I could feel his hot liquid running
down my thigh. It felt good.

Chris came over to Sasha and, slapping his butt, said, "Your turn, big
guy. Time to fuck Jeff's ass."

I reluctantly withdrew my tongue from Sasha's delicious ass hole, and he
got up and mounted me from behind. I hoped that his large cock wouldn't
hurt me too much, since Chris's dick in my rectum had loosened me up. He
brought the head of his penis to my hole, and started pushing. The head of
his dick popped through my anal pucker, which caused me to yelp.

"You okay?" Sasha said, though he made no move to stop. He kept pushing,
and his cock slid deeper and deeper into my ass. I felt a lot more pain
from Sasha than I had from Chris, but it was mainly at my ass ring. Inside
my ass, I only felt better and better. Between consciously trying to relax
my ass ring, and the pleasure from my rectum that was overwhelming me, the
pain soon turned to a slight discomfort which I could disregard. Sasha was
humping me harder and harder, and I thought the head of his prick would
come out my mouth.

Walking over to my end of the bed, Chris did his best to distract me by
offering his dick for me to suck. Fortunately, he'd wiped it off with a
washcloth, though I think that, given the state of frenzy and excitement I
was in, I'd have sucked it anyway. I licked his piss slit first, licking up
the threads of cum still oozing out, then, as Chris was enjoying the
pleasure of my tongue stroking him, he thrust his cock deeper into my mouth
and throat, almost causing me to gag. Still, I was going mad with the feel
and taste of Chris's hard cock in my mouth, and Sasha's erect massive prong
fucking my virgin ass. Both of them were fucking in a rhythm that must have
been transmitted through my body, thrusting faster and faster, and harder
and harder.

"Oh, I feel my hot cum, gonna shoot in your wet ass, Jeff. My hot cum
filling your hole, unnh, unnh, unnh, oh yeah, that feels SO good!" he said,
as he thrust harder, finally holding his cock and balls against my ass
cheeks. I could feel his cock swell up as he shot his load in my hole. It
felt like he shot a lot of cum, I was getting to like the feel of another
guy's cum inside of my ass hole. Sasha kept himself pressed against my ass,
which felt just fine to me. Meanwhile, Chris shot another load, smaller
than the first, in my mouth and partially in my throat, as his hands ran
through my hair. As his cock returned to its' normal size, I savored the
taste of his cum on my tongue.

Finally, both boys withdrew their dicks from me and jumped down on my bed,
next to me. I was still on my hands and knees, and looked down at both of
them. "What, is that it?" I teased. They both looked at me doubtfully,
until I smiled and collapsed between them. They immediately snuggled up to
me, each on a side, making me the filling in their boy sandwich. As their
mouths competed to meet mine, both their hands found my cock, which they
started stroking rapidly. It took no time at all for me to shoot my second
load onto their stroking fingers, and when my cock wilted they reluctantly
stopped masturbating me, and just lay with their heads against my chest,
their eyes closed.

We slept like that all night, and I don't think I'd ever been happier.
Spending so many hours in close physical and emotional contact with two
such sexy boys was a pleasure I'd never felt before, but hoped I'd
experience again. About 6 am, we woke up and showered, then I sent them
back to their cabins to catch 2 more hours rest. As I was walking over to
the dining hall, Dr. Boyd, the Director of the camp, on one of his rare
visits to the camp, came over to me and whispered, "I need to see you in my
office in fifteen minutes. It's regarding what I saw on the surveillance
cameras in the boat house the other day."

At those words, my balls drew up into my pubic cavity and my cock wilted to
about 1/2" in length. I felt like I had been plunged into an ice bath. I
hadn't known there were surveillance cameras in the boat house, or anywhere
else in the camp, for that matter! What was going to happen in the
Director`s office?
