Where it happened: The lake
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
Kyle and I had grown up together best friends. I was the social type, he was more quiet. I always had a girlfriend, he only went out in a group from time to time. We were both virgins but liked to talk about boobs and asses, and the things we’d touched…or wanted to touch.
Kyle and I both played sports, but he was devoted to it. Swimming in the fall, basketball in the winter, and track in the spring. I goofed around in bowlilng, golf, and tennis, but not the hard core stuff like Kyle.
Because of the intense training Kyle devoted himself to, at age 13 he started to develop a beautiful body. Each year that went by he added height and weight. By age 16 he was about five nine, 150 pounds and hard as a rock.
I was always facinated by the sight of him and found myself staring at his chest, arms, legs, and ass if we went swimming and camped out at the lake. I’d startle myself fantasizing about holding his body close to mine and feeling his muscles in my hands.
He and I camped out at the lake during the July 4th holiday weekend. Some friends came out during the day, but left afer dark. Kyle and I decided to walk down to the beach and take a swim. As we went I admired Kyle’s body all over again in the moonlight. In the water I grabbed him and we wrestled in the waist deep water, throwing each other around. I took hold of Kyles bulging biceps and hard shoulders one time, the next I wrapped my arm across his broad chest, feeling the curve of his pecs with my hand. It may have been queer but I was really turned on by the feel of my pal’s body.
As our play continued, I produced a total hard on. Kyle gave me back what I gave him and found his strong arms and legs wrapping themselves around me and feeling his hands stroking my chest, back, and legs as our wrestling continued.
I was feeling very reckless and was real charged up. On an impulse I unzipped my cutoffs and pulled them off, annoucing to Kyle I was skinnydipping and swimming to the far side of the lake. Kyle was a much better swimmer that I was and within 30 seconds he’d caught up with me and passed me by. Looking ahead to the far side beach I could see Kyle wading up out of the water, his bare white ass framed by the dark brown tan of his back and legs. His naked body glowed in the moonlight and I dragged up out of the lake and fell onto the beach beside him.
Kyle lay back on the grassy lake shore, his chest heaving up and down from the long swim. The sharp definition of his muscles was amazing to me and, again on impulse, I reached across to his chest and stroked my hand down over his belly and to his hips beside the dark clot of pubic hair. I remarked that he was in really great shape, but didn’t say much more. I knew I was acting queer, but also knew I was realizing my long standing desire to touch my friend.
Kyle directed me to give him a massage and he rolled face down on the grass. I leaped at the chance and straddled his legs with mine and started to massage his back and shoulders. His skin was so soft but the feel of his muscles was very firm. I worked my way down to his lower back and even massaged his bulging ass cheeks which he clenched from time to time as I took them in my hands.
I continued the massage down his legs, again awed by the long hard muscles that felt so good to my hands as I massaged him. As I got to his ankles Kyle flipped over and said he’d do me. Instead of face down, I laid back on the grass and Kyle positioned himself above my head and started a very firm massage of my chest and shoulders, streching his arms out farther and farther, working down over my stomach headed toward my croch which featured my now rock hard cock pointing back up at us.
I could feel Kyle body and hips moving farther over me as he reached farther and farther. I tipped my head back and in the dim moonlight, saw his own cock, looking as hard as my own, his large balls swinging back and forth in their ball sack. That package was only inches over the top of my head and getting closer.
I reached my arms up and grabbed his waist and moved my hands back over Kyle’s hard ass. That prompted him to spread his legs even wider and move his hips directly over my face. His nuts were dangling only inches over my face and Kyle’s hand massage could now reach my legs. I felt Kyle’s hands moving closer and closer to my own hard cock and then he touched it, and touched it again, this time stroking up and down the shaft where he took my own balls into his hand for a moment.
That was all I needed to overcome any hesitation. I went after Kyle’s hard prick over my face and started working it with my hands as he did mine. I pulled his stiff shaft down close to my face and could smell his sexy nuts and feel the heat radiating from his body. I took the swollen head of his cock into my mouth and within seconds Kyle had my shaft nearly down his throat.
We worked the classic 69 position for a long time, licking and sucking each others cock and massaging the balls. I knew I was going to blow bigtime in seconds and bucked my hips up and down excitedly. Kyle pulled off my dick just as the cum rushed up and out, splatting on his chest and my stomach with three or four plops. Within seconds I felt Kyle’s thick cock swell even more and I let him spray into my mouth, licking the cum that continued to run from the head of his cock for a minute afterward.
After we’d both calmed down we talked about what we’d done to each other. Somewhat ashamed but also very excited about this new side to our friendship, Kyle and I swam back across the lake and ran still naked back to our tent and hopped in. Kyle allowed me to explore his wonderful body all night and we jerked each other off several times. Neither of us wanted to do the gay sex thing…we both just seemed to like getting our rocks off with each other’s body.
Our pasttime continued for the next several years. Both Kyle and I had girlfriends, lost our virginity to the same girl, and still enjoyed each other’s body and hands immensely. Kyle has grown up to be six feet tall and weighs about 170 pounds of solid hard muscle. Even after all these years I’ve never seen a young teenage boy with a better looking body than Kyle had back then.
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