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A Day At The Beach - The Sequel (by Audrey)
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
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Tim curled close to Alec, the two laying, crotch to crotch,
entwined, in the bear rug on the floor. Alec looked over at his
swatch, noting the passing of the hours. The light breath of Tim on
his chest made him feel good, warm, erotic. He liked the feel of
Tim's cock pressed up against his; even limp, there seemed to be a
strange kind of unity between his shaft and his lover's.
Tim sputtered, rolled slightly, and looked into Alecs eyes.
"Hello again." Tim said. "I thought I had fantasized about you.
Its nice to know it was true."
Alec looked into the blue green eyes of his lover and smiled.
"You think that the cut on your eye is from a bad dream?"
"No..a good dream. One that has you in it."
They kissed again, tougues moving together. A slow grinding of
the crotch started.
Alec felt Tim's hand stroke his shaft. It was a light stroke
that started at the base and then moved to the tip, then went in
reverse.
"You do that well.." Alec whispered. Timmy smiled.
Alec grew hard again, and felt the mound rise on Tim too.
"Oh, wow." Alec whispered again as his tounge dipped into Tim's
ear.
"Once more--my leed." Tim asked as he started moving his penis
up against Alec's.
They let the feel guide them, the moment moved them, as Alec
rolled onto his back. The rug seemed to engulf him, chussion him. The
hairs felt good; soft, subtle, smooth as they rubbed against his ass.
Tim licked his fingers, then rubbed them on the the tower that
rose from Alec's groin. He got up, and strattled Alec, moving his
buttocks as wide apart as he could. Slowly, lowered his small body
onto the pulsing shaft that was Alec's pride.
Tims eyes lit as the tip moved into the anal canal, as it passed
into the rectum--passed the splitcher muscles. Alec felt the
encompasing, the warmth, of the heat of the younger boy, as his
manhood was swallowed and held firmly between the contours of Tim's
ass.
Tim started moving up and down, in and out, pushing and pulling
on the prick with his body and his hole. Alec reached his hand up and
mounded Timmys cock, trying to be in motion with the pulsings of his
own prick. Tim leaned forward and kissed Alec again, forming a dual
union of pleasure at the mouth and ass.
Alec felt the "rissing" as it moved from the base of his groin,
to the base of the shaft, to the body, to the tip as he exploded
inside Tim. There was a slight shudder, a brief feeling of Union, as
he spurted cum into the young surfer. He felt the pulsings in
Timmothy as the lad moved off then straddled Alec's face, sac
touching his mouth. Tim stroked hard and furious on his shaft, then
closed his eyes and moaned softly as he spurt cream on Alec's face
and chest.
The towheaded youth felt the sweetness splash his face and then
his chest, felt the other's face on his, cum smearing both. Alec
found his tounge licking small bits from the dark haired lads face
then felt the others tounge pull at bits of cum as well.
The two smiled at each other. Timmy came close, and pushed his
small body as close to Alecs as he could. He wraped his arm around
Alec, kissed him, and spoke "Hold me.." in a soft, moving tone. The
carpet rapped around them like a blanket, smothering both of them in
its soft confines.`
Alec looked into the small eyes of the other and felt himself
let go......
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The clock read three when Alec finaly managed to separate
himself from Timmys body. He left the boy there, wrapped inside the
fur of the bear skin rug.
A slight brezze drifted across the room from the half open
sliding glass door. Alec slid the door open the rest of the way, and
found himself staring out from above at the rollings of the waves as
they met the shore. The sun felt good as it touched his naked body,
offsetting the dry feeling from the cum patches on his face and
chest.
He never remembered when he had started screwing guys..it was
probably shortly after his family moved from the New York to
California, when Alec was 10. He remembered being in the shower, at
the YMCA, just before going to swim lessons. As he washed himself, he
found the bar of soap lingering for a long time around his penis. He
couldnt help but keep rubbing, and rubbing the small piece, and
enjoying the feeling as it came erect. He had wondered then what it
would be like if somebody else touched him there...
Alec discovered the waves shortly after that. When he could
swim, his parents bought him a small board, and in no time he could
sail with it. As Alec's skill with the board grew, so did the time,
and his body.
Shawn Smith was his best friend when he was 13, still was in
fact, and when Alec had to change back into regular clothes after an
afternoon in the ocean, was the first time he had felt another hand
touch his body.
Alec had stripped off his bathing trunks in the covered shack
that was the beached changing room. It was just himself and Shawn.
Alec found himself, with out realizing it, whatching Shawn as Shawn
pulled his trunks off as well. In the heat of the shower, the
farthest one from the door, Alec touched Shawns prick and Shawn
touched his. Shawn pulled at his own, making it stand hard and firm.
He grasped it in his hand, then tolled Alec to do the same to his
own. Alec watched as Shawn pulled back and forth on his shaft, faster
and faster. Entraced, he was shocked as Shawns cock spewed
a strange substance. Shawn laughed, then told Alec to do the same.
The faster his hand went, the more pleasurable the feelings
were. Then, quite suddenly, he found himself thinking only of his
prick as he shot forth with a cum blast that hit Shawns legs. They
both laughed.
It was five years since then, and a coupple of school toilets
since then with a namless jock or the head of the JROTC corps at his
old school. As time passed, Alec stopped wondering about it, and just
did it, and loved it. It was alot like surfing.
He turned and went back in, running some water across his face,
his hands, and his chest. He wiped himself off with a dish cloth and
went back over to Timmys form.
Enough of the rug had fallen away to see Tim's thigh, to trace a
soft line across his buttock, down his calf. Alec felt the hardon
grow between his legs. He bent down and kissed Tim, first on the
thigh, then on the chest, then on the lips.
"I gotta go.." He told the grogy boy.
"Cant you stay? A little longer please?" Tim's eyes were so
pleading.
"I want to but I gotta get back. Im meeting a friend tonight and
my parents expect me.." Tim pulled him down and kissed him again.
Alec touched Tims body, moved against it with his. He kept kissing
Tim, tounge groping in the lads mouth.
"I gotta go, please. If I stay longer man, I'm gonna find my
cock up your ass or your hand up mine, then I'll never leave."
"Good." Tim said and carresed Alecs prick.
Gathering himself, he finaly got away from the boy and slipped
back into his bodyglove.
"Thanks man, for helping me with those two guys."
"Any time. You have a great body..and are a good fuck someone so
young."
"Well, I'll be sixteen next week." Tim said, smiling.
"Sixteen?" Alec looked back.
"Yeah." Tim spread his legs wide apart and played with his meat,
trying to entice Alec to come back.
"I'll see you on the beach, friend." Alec said.
"I guess so."
Alec opened the door and left, leaving Timmy behind, who beat
his meat until he came for one last plesure.
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