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Saturday, December 21, 2013

All Male Fiction: Summer Heat

By: Unknown Author
Having finally graduated from college, I was ready to kick back by my parents' pool for the summer. I figured there was nothing like the long hard muscles of a swimmer and the bronze of a full body tan to bring the cocksuckers out of the water… and into my pants. I would spend the summer working on improving my bait. My folks were in Europe, and the neighbors had just moved out. The resulting privacy would be just what I needed to throw a few humdinger, midnight skinny-dipping parties.

I was relaxing in a poolside lounge chair, soaking up the rays, reading one of my favorite "boy-meets-boy, boy-fucks-boy" magazines. I was totally naked and totally hot, and not because of the sun. I balanced the magazine on my stomach with one hand while my other went down to explore my lengthening cock. I squeezed my balls and rubbed my hand up the length of my rod, lifting the magazine to watch the natural lube ooze from the soft, round tip of my meat. I pinched some of the goo onto my fingertips and brought it to my mouth.

The taste and feel of my own juice has always made me wish I could suck my own cock. I was about to grab hold of my cock and do the next best thing when I heard a scraping at the fence, ten feet away. I looked up. Looking over the fence there was a guy, grinning.

"Hi. Kurt," he said.

I dropped my magazine over my protruding cock and managed not to jump out of my skin. "Geez, you scared me," I said to this apparent stranger who seemed to know my name. "What're you doing over there? I thought that house was empty."

He was still grinning. I wondered how much he had seen. As I recovered from my shock, I began to notice his dimples, his brilliant blue eyes, and his red hair. The guy had a beautiful face.

"Not exactly empty," he said. "Well, I'm not surprised you don't recognize me. I guess I've changed since you saw me last."

It all started to fall into place. That red hair, those blue eyes... could this be the skinny, freckly kid with braces who used to come and swim with my little sister? "David?"

"Bingo," he said. "When we moved three years ago my folks rented the house out. Now I'm starting at the University here, and I get to live here, with some roommates. But I haven't got the roommates yet. So where's Susan?"

"She's starting school back east. She wants to get a jump on the housing situation, so she's already left. Nobody else is home but me. Too bad, Susan would probably like to see you again," I said.

"Oh well," he said. "So how's the water?"

"Great. Come on over for a swim if you'd like."

"Perfect! Be right over."

I hid my stroke magazine under an old issue of Time, and then stood up and grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my waist to cover my now almost soft, but still swollen, thick cock. Beating off would just have to wait.

David was soon banging at the locked gate.

The body his white Speedos barely covered was gorgeous; slender but hard and muscular, and bound by soft looking, unblemished, cream-colored skin. He was still shorter than me, but only by about an inch. He sported a nipple ring, and his skimpy suit was filled with a generous mound of flesh that suggested a very nicely sized cock and balls.

"God damn," I sputtered. "I mean, I remember having to look a foot and a half down at you the last time I saw you." I managed to look away from his crotch and back into his face, which was somehow sexy and cherubic at the same time. Maybe it was his sensuous lips.

David laughed. "Well I must say that you on the other hand haven't changed very much. You're looking good. Still working out, huh?"

I cast a sideways glance at him. Looking good? "Come on in," I said, and led him to the side of the pool.
David sat down on the edge of the pool and slid himself into the water. Rather than swimming, he lowered himself until the water came up to his shoulders, and then raised himself up again and waded to the other side and lay back, resting his head against the side, his body facing me. The water came up just enough to surround his bulge. With his Speedos now wet, it hugged his cock and balls, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. I felt a twinge run down my guts and into my cock as I took it in. Realizing I was staring at his crotch, my eyes trailed up to his face and he seemed to be looking at me with a bit of a proud smirk on his face, as though he enjoyed showing off his ample package.

Caught, I diverted my eyes from his by turning on my heels and then moved to lie down in the lounge chair. As I did so, he hoisted himself up and got out of the water and began to dry himself off. He then moved over to stand by the other lounge chair next to mine, the outline of his cock and balls still prominently on display in his wet Speedos, only now it was right at my eye level.
"I brought some sunscreen," he said. "You know this skin wasn't meant for much sun, and living in Alaska I haven't gotten much." He sat on the lounge chair and began to spread the lotion on his body. I watched him, trying not to look too interested as we talked.

When he finished, he said, "Would you mind putting a bit of this on my back? If I don't cover myself from head to toe, I know I'll be sorry."

He handed me the lotion and turned his back to me. I started to smear it over his back, and all of a sudden he let out a little moan. "Oh, that feels so good. I have to admit, I used to want you to put lotion on me when I was fifteen. Susan would do it, but I really wished it were you."

I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing. I finished his back and handed the bottle back to him.

"Want me to put some lotion on your back? I used to wish I could do that, too," he offered.

"Sure," I said as I lay on my stomach on the lounge next to his. I was beginning to think this was leading somewhere. Maybe I was slow, but this was little David… only, not so little any more.

David knelt next to me and started to rub my back with the cream. He was really caressing me, defining the outlines of my muscles with his fingers. He let out another little moan. "Mmm, you always had such a great back."

Suddenly he reached down beside my chair and slid the Time magazine off the top of my stroke mag. "I couldn't help notice what you were reading when I looked over the fence. I like that magazine too. Small world, huh? You know, it's not just your back. I always loved your thighs, too."

I didn't say anything, didn't have to. David put more cream on his hands and started to rub it on my legs. Starting from my calves, he pushed upward, slowly, until his hands slipped under my towel, continuing to move upwards until his fingers brushed my butt.

By this time my rifle was cocked and ready to shoot. David boldly slid his fingers into the top of my towel and pulled it down, exposing my naked ass. I lifted my pelvis, silently giving him permission to pull the towel completely free from my body. Without wasting a motion, before I could lie back down, he turned me with his hands until I lay face-up, my long, hard cock pointed up at the sun.

"I always wanted to do this, too," he said sliding his hands underneath me as his tongue moved to play on the tip of my cock, those sensuous lips quickly closing around it to tease my cockhead. David moaned, and so did I.

Pulling my ass up, he slowly sucked my cock into his mouth until it was pressing into the back of his throat. I watched him, his eyes closed, his face full of bliss as he began to slide his lips up the full length of my dick.

He released me and pulled me to him again and again, until I began to lose control. "Oh God, you're good. I'm gonna cum!" My hips started bucking up into his face, searching on their own for home. But suddenly I was humping air, and David stood next to me grinning impishly.

"Call me weird," he said, "but since this is turning into my fantasy come true let's go all the way. I used to pound my dick every night imagining that you would get real horny someday when I was over here swimming, and Susan would go to the store or something and you'd make me suck you off. You'd catch me checking out your bulge, and then grab my head and force me to go down on you." He was grinning and backing off, and I could see that he wasn't coming back to finish me off unless we did it his way.

I got up, pulled off my suit and flung it at him. "I want you to suck my dick, you little cocksucker." I started to get into the fantasy myself, and it made me all the hornier. I grabbed my cock and pointed it at David, jerking it at him. "Come and get it. You know you want it. And I'm not letting you out of here until I cum in your mouth."

David ran into the grass, and I chased after him, cock flapping against my stomach and thighs. He ran slowly so I caught up to him quickly and tackled him, pulling him down into the grass. I turned over on my back and he started to get up and run again, but I grabbed his hands and pulled him down on top of me.

Suddenly I was overcome with passion. I covered his beautiful lips with mine and pushed my tongue into his mouth, holding his head. He returned my kiss and ground his body into mine, humping me, pressing his hard-on into my stomach, sliding my cock against his slippery thighs. I managed to pull his suit off, but suddenly he was trying to get away again. I grabbed his head and reared up on my shoulders, putting him into a headlock with my thighs.

"Suck me off!" I demanded. I grabbed his head and opened my legs, letting my hips fall back to the ground. Still holding his head tightly, I pulled his face down between my uplifted knees. Suddenly the struggle was over and David let me pull his head down into my crotch. He opened his mouth and I sank my cock into him, groaning.

Still holding his head I humped up, and up again. I felt David's hands on my ass again, pulling me up and into his throat. "Suck it, suck it, suck it!" I ran my hands through his thick red hair. In a moment my rock hard cock was going to shoot its wad down David's throat. But he had other ideas.

Suddenly he was up and running again. "That's not the end of the fantasy, Kurt! You've got to fuck me in the ass, ride me hard, and make me cream myself with your cock up my butt." He ran over to the lounge chair and picked up the coconut cream, squirting some into his hand. He slapped his hand against his ass and rubbed it. "Here it is, nice and slick, come and get it!" He threw himself down on the lounge and pulled his knees up in the air.

My cock was pleading with me to pull its trigger and shoot it - somewhere! It was standing taut, and my balls were starting to ache. I trotted over to the lounge chair, ready to dive into David's ass when I noticed for the first time, amazingly, his creamy cock reaching hard for his belly button, arching up from the softest-looking nest of red pubic hair. Its domed tip was glistening with a pearl drop of pre-cum.
Suddenly I was sidetracked from shooting cum, to sucking it out of a cock.

"David, this fantasy can be just as good if you let it change just a little. You've got a hard-on that looks good enough to eat."

Without pausing I bent and kissed his smooth chest, licked my way over to his nipples, nipping and teasing until I heard him sigh. I ran my tongue down over his stomach and then held his cock straight out from his red furry pubes and sucked it into my eager mouth. I slid my lips down around David's white shaft and felt his whole body shudder.

"Oh God, Kurt, I never imagined this! Oh shit, I love it! Oh fuck, man! I'll cum in a second like this!"

While I worked him like an instrument he crooned on about the feel of my tongue against his cock. I felt him start to stiffen and his hips began to arch upward. Now it was my turn to leave him hanging, if only for a moment.

"I don't think we should leave the fantasy behind altogether, though," I said as I got up on my knees, raised his legs, and dropped them over my shoulders. I pressed my desperate cock against the tight, slippery opening of his ass and pushed, gently at first, then harder, as he pushed back against me. The head of my cock popped in and David stopped me for just a second, panting, then pulled on my ass with his hands, until my entire cock popped into him. Even then he didn't stop pulling and pressed his ass against my pelvis, wiggling and moaning. Finally, I pulled back, all the way out.

David gasped, and said, "Now, Kurt, fuck me hard, like I always wanted!"

I shoved my cock into him, smacking my hips up against his begging ass. "Oh! God yes!" he shouted. "Do it!" Without pausing I drew out and slammed in again, grunting as I ground my tanned pelvis up against his creamy butt. I went on automatic, pounding up against him, grunting, until I realized that David was practically shouting, "Oh God, I'm going to cum! Fuck me, Kurt!"

Hearing him shout threw me into frenzy. I started the longest orgasm of my life, driving into him and grunting again and again. It seemed like the pleasure kept building and building until I heard myself shout with each bang of my body against his, "Take it, take it, take it!" and I was shooting off at last. I looked down at David and saw cum spurting all over his chest and stomach, and his face showed the total pleasure that he felt.

I rammed into him a few more times, wringing my orgasm dry, then I dropped his legs from my shoulders and collapsed on top of him.

David pulled my head down onto his shoulder. "Man," he sighed. "Sometimes dreams really do come true."

As it turned out, I didn't have one skinny-dipping party all summer - I was too busy making even more dreams come true for the boy next door!
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  1. loved it! made me hard and wet and ready for the pool!!

  2. WOW!
    Hot enough to ignite nuclear fusion.