Disclaimer: Please be advised that this material is intended for a mature gay audience only. If you are under age, or offended by Gay erotic material you should probably read no further.
Should you choose to read on, I hope you enjoy this fictional story of a young man's quest for love and acceptance. The boy in this story is real; the events and settings are not. I will be pleased to answer any questions and welcome any comments. Each will be considered and replied to as I have opportunity to do so. Email me at boyzheart@hotmail.com
Steven - Chapter 5
June 6, 2002
Josh,
Well, I got your letter in the mail form the Island. Of course you are home by now, But I always enjoy getting mail from my friends. I'm glad you enjoyed yourself and I am looking forward to seeing the pictures of your trip. I saw the one you sent earlier.. . to sorta wet my appetite! Things remain the same here, I have had some interesting discussions with some of my chat partners this week. It seems that being gay is difficult all over the world. I did get an interesting email from Jacob. He just wanted me to know he was thinking of me . . .I miss him more then I can say.
I think I left off last time talking about Steven always wanting to go about nude while we were on the lake, and he even talked some of his friends into doing the same thing. By the end of the summer he had a very nice all-over tan, no tan lines apparent anywhere on his beautiful body. A couple of his friends were also looking very nice by the end of the summer. One of them had a bigger brother who wanted to know where the kid brother went to get a tan like that without having a tan line. I am sure he suspected something, but the little guy was true to his friend and kept his secret.
Now, unless you think that Steven just forgot about the kiss . . . perhaps I need to talk about that a little. After tat first kiss, Steven became sorta emotionally attached. It was as if he had marked his territory, and he was very territorial. Almost constantly he would be hugged up against me, or holding my hand. And I cannot count he times he kissed me . . .ever so slightly on the lips .. and gave me that look that let me know the he full well remembered what a real kiss was .. and that he would be eager to resume that more aggressive kissing style.
On one particular occasion, near the end of summer, it was just the two of us, and the wind had sorta died out. The lake was unusually calm, noise was virtually non-existent. Steven had already been swimming for a couple of hours that morning and was now stretched out on the deck of the boat catching some sunshine. It was particularly hot that afternoon as the wind had died down. Without much else to occupy my attention, my eyes were drawn to his beautiful form lying there on his back. He had on sunshades, and that was all. I could see tiny beads of sweat popping up all over his toned body.
As I watched his tiny member began to swell and soon he was sporting a very massive hard-on. Aroused, I decided it was perhaps best if I ducked into the water to cool off some. "Steven," I said, "I'm gonna take a quick dip . .I'll be right back." "Okay," Was all he mustered without lifting his head, or opening his eyes.
In one swift motion I pulled my shorts down and off and leapt from the boat into the warm lake. Though it was warm water, it was very refreshing, and considerably cooler than the ambient air temperature on the boat. While swimming about for a few minutes, I tried repeatedly to shake the image of his golden tanned body, with beads of sweat . .god. .he was beautiful. I decided finally that I could safely re-board the boat, so I swam back, grabbed the ladder, and hoisted myself aboard. I wasn't exactly quiet in my attempts as you could imagine, but what I saw when I got my head over the edge of the boat took my breath way.
There was Steven with his full glory rising above his midsection and he had his right fingers wrapped around his tool and was rapidly masturbating and obviously just moments away from a pending orgasm.
"Andy," he groaned and he rolled his head to one side and engaged me eyeball to eyeball. "Please Andy, I need you!" He pleaded. His eyes were so desperate, his hand slowed to fraction of its previous activity. His balls were tight up against his dick and he was miserable.
I managed somehow to stumble into the boat and made my way over to him. Looking at his beauty there I was possessed with urgency and a desire that I no longer had control over. I reached out tentatively to his midsection and touched his taunt belly, near his belly button. He gasped and recoiled at my touch.
This made me jump back slightly, but he quickly reached for my hand and brought it back to his soft skin. I caressed his abdomen and made my way up to his nipples .. they were erect and standing up away from his tanned skin.
Steven's breathing became erratic. Reaching up for my hand he pulled me downward toward his hairless dick and balls. The moment of no return was upon me. I wrestled only slightly with my conscious. My desire overruled any sanity I had left as a reasonable and responsible adult . . I took his dick into my hand and felt his member quiver under my grasp.
"Please . .Oh please!" He urged me.
On instinct I slowly lowered my mouth to his hot prick and took him completely within my hungry mouth. His hips bucked forcing his dick deeper into my mouth. I could feel his rigid boy meat hitting the roof of my mouth and near the back of my throat. I did not think he was this large, but the feel of him in my mouth was so incredible. I could not believe I had this gorgeous boy within my mouth.
I rolled his member around my tongue and started a rhythmic up and down motion, slowing every now and then on the crown of his dick and kissed and licked it, only to plunge down rapidly consuming it entirely once again. Steven racked his head back and forth and wrapped his fingers in my hair. He bucked upward with one final desperate push and I felt him exploding inside my mouth. Wave after wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure swept over him. I swallowed each precious drop of his boy seed and held him in my mouth until he was able to slow his spasming body down to almost normal. After, after his breathing leveled, after his dick quit spasming, after his body quit quivering, I released him. Then pulling up beside him I took him in my arms and turned over with him on top and held him tightly, one arm around his back, the other crept downward so my hand could caress his supple butt. He raised his head slightly and planted a wet and lust driven kiss on my mouth. He bit my lip and stuck his tongue as far in my mouth as he could, tasting . . no devouring any taste of him that was left.
Finally, he slowed his desperate kiss and lifted his head. Looking me in the eyes he whispered, "Thank you Andy, I knew it would be like that."