Date: Thu, 1 Oct 2009 17:06:11 +0200 From: Nicolas Wilson Wilson <firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: Summer at Washington Island - Part 5 The following story contains graphic sexual language and actions between males. If material of this nature offends you, or it is illegal in your jurisdiction for you to view it, DO NOT READ any further. This is a work of fiction and any similarity between real people or events is purely coincidental. As this is fiction, safe sex practices are not always followed by the characters, but should be by you. Please send your comments to email@example.com --- I haven't dated anyone since Ben and haven't been 'sexually active' since things broke up with him - unless you count daily jerk off sessions alone. My body sometimes longed for more than my own hand but I didn't want to get together with just anybody. I got occasional offers online, even from guys living close by, and got hit on at school (at least I think so). It just never felt right. About a week before I headed back to Washington Island - this time alone in my own car - a guy I had chatted with on regular basis told me he would be going to be spending the next few weeks away, working in the south. I knew he was from northern Michigan and told him I'd be heading up north to help out my grandparents. He told me he'd work for an uncle, who was a Ranger. I immediately thought of Eddy. We kept writing and a couple of minutes later, I had told him I would be on Washington Island and he revealed he'd work at Newport State Park, starting the same day as me. The State Park was just a few miles from where the ferry going to Washington Island landed. We chatted some more for the next couple of days. He was almost 18 and just finished high school. After this summer he'd be a nursing student at Bay College in Escanaba, a city or college I never had heard of. Three days before we were heading to our places he told me he wasn't too keen on his travelling, having to take the bus to Green Bay with 2 stops and he'd be picked up by his uncle from there, as the way up north was even worse by bus than his way down south. I pondered for a while but ultimately offered him a ride from Green Bay to Newport, which was almost on my way anyways. He was totally happy and we made out a meeting place and time and exchanged phone numbers. The last two days before we were leaving we chatted some more, he'd thanked me constantly and even texted me his thanks. ... I was almost an hour early at the bus stop in Green Bay so I decided to wait at a diner. Driving to Green Bay I had realized I didn't even know the guys name besides his screen-name (lonesome_nmi) but he didn't know mine neither. I didn't care and after burger and fries headed to the platform. The bus arrived about 10 minutes later and I was shocked to see who got out of the bus: Brodie! He was as shocked as me as we realized we'd agreed to drive northern together. Even though I was thinking about leaving him I still offered to take him. We didn't talk much for about an hour until Brodie finally started to say he was sorry for last summer. "You know, Josh, I'm really sorry for, you know." "For ruining the first ever time I had sex?" "Ahm, yeah." I told him about meeting Eddy. "Damn, this world is too small," said Brodie. "Though it won't excuse what I did to you, I had really a bad year. As you know, I had a one night stand with Eddy just before meeting you and he was a real asshole." "I know, he watched me as I blown my boyfriend." "He did?" "Yeah." "Anyways, the worst thing happened a month ahead of our vacation: My first ever boyfriend, who had been my best friend since kindergarten and who I had been with for 3 years, died from leukemia." Tears were running down his face, which he tried to hide. "I'm...sorry, I shouldn't have, I mean, it wasn't nice what I did to you, no-one deserves what I did." He was crying and I pulled over the first possible place, hugging him as soon as the car stopped. He sobbed and repeated "I'm sorry!" over and over again. Even though I still felt angry about what he'd done to me, I was relieved to see there was an explanation not full of selfishness behind it. We stayed there for several minutes until he finally looked at me. "Why are you nice to me after everything I did to you?" "I don't know." "Do you hate me?" "Honestly, I did for a while but after you, I met someone who I dated for a couple of months and in a way, I met him because of you. Since you were still staying at my grandparents, I was trying to be away as often as I could and I met Ben at the golf club a few days before you left." "That's nice. Why did you break up?" "It just didn't work out, we only saw each other on weekends and... ahm it didn't really work in bed." "Like what?" "We both like to top more." Suddenly Brodie started to kiss me. I was shocked, to be honest, but turned on at the same time. My dick sprang to life immediately and we kept kissing for a while. Brodie broke the kiss. "I know a place in Sturgeon Bay where you could collect that fuck I still owe you." The only head that did any work was my dickhead and I agreed. Brodie told me where to drive to and 15 minutes later, we pulled up at a house. He took his rucksack and I followed Brodie into the back yard and he walked towards the pool house. He opened the door. "Isn't that breaking and entering?" "It's my cousins." That was enough explanation for me as we went inside. We started to kiss again and only moments later, our shirts, pants and shoes were lying next to us on the floor. Brodie dropped to his knees and pulled my tented boxers down, taking my hardon into his mouth the moment it was freed. I haven't had a blow-job in over half a year and honestly reached the point of no return within a minute. I told Brodie who released my boner and jerked me to completion as I ejaculated all over his chest. He smiled at me. "Hope you wont shoot that fast into my other side." "Get on your fours and you'll see." He got up and pulled off his boxer-briefs, cleaning his chest with it. He took a condom from his bag and rolled it onto my hardon, lubing it afterwards. "Why don't we use the divan over there?" "Okay." Brodie lied down on the divan with his ass at the edge, spreading his legs while offering me a view of his hole. I was eager to invade it and positioned my hardon at his entrance. I didn't wait and pushed forward. His hole opened and my dickhead sank in. I waited a few seconds before sinking the rest of my boner into him. Fully inside, Brodie smiled at me. I waited another few seconds before pulling almost my entire length out of him, only keeping the dickhead inside. I kept it in position a while before shuffing it in with speed and force. The moment it was fully inside him I withdrew most of it again, kept it still before pushing it in again. "I love your style," said Brodie before pulling my face towards him and kissing me. We kissed while I kept repeating my pounding until Brodie begged me to start fuck him faster. I had waited for his pleas and took his left leg and put it over himself, rotating his hip while my boner was still deep inside him. Without waiting I started to go at it with speed and force, pounding his tight hole as asked for. Brodie started to moan and put his hand at his pre-cum covered boner. I pushed his hand off, telling him that I will take care of that when I think it's time. He seemed surprised at my assertiveness but obeyed my command. Having ejaculated over Brodies chest before, I was able to keep up for several minutes without feeling an urge to cum. I pulled out of him and told him to get up. I told him to lie over the back of the divan so I could pound him from behind. Brodie kissed me. "I love being told what to do!" He positioned himself over the back of the divan and I didn't wait and pushed my whole boner in at once the second he had spread his legs. He moaned loudly as I began to pound him, going at his hole with speed and force again. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep it up much longer as I began to softly moan. I slowed down as my orgasm neared and with a loud moan, exploded into the condom. I shot spurt after spurt of my juices while still fucking him slowly. The second my orgasm subsided I pulled out of him, turning Brodie over. I dropped to my knees and took his hardon into my mouth, starting to blow him, while pushing two fingers into his hole, slowly finger-fucking him aswell. "I'm...really...close," told me Brodie after going up and down on him for just a couple of times. I freed his hardon and after just the third stroke with my hand, Brodie shot his first spurt. I let him shoot onto my chest as I kept stroking him with one hand and finger-fucking him slowly with the other as his hole clamped down on my fingers. Brodie kept shooting six or seven powerful spurts before he urged me to stop as his cock got too sensitive. I pulled my fingers out of him and got up, hugging him closely as I gave him a kiss. "Damn, this was the best fuck I ever got!," said a smiling Brodie. "I might have learned a few things since last summer." "Let's jump into the shower, we'll need to get back on the road as my uncle awaits me." After a quick shower, we were back in the car less than 15 minutes afterwards. Brodie hadn't put any underwear on as his was full of my cum so his semi-boner was still visible as he sat next to me. For the next hour to Newport State Park Brodie kept asking if we could meet next weekend but I decided to keep it cool and didn't give him more than a maybe. I honestly had a fantastic time with him but didn't want to commit to anything on an orgasmic high with a guy who hurt my feelings so badly a summer ago. ... Brodie texted me alot and called several times every day until I finally agreed on Friday to meet him on Sunday. I had a fantastic week at my grandparents and also went back several times to the beach Ben had shown me. I was surprised that the beach was crowded and that more than half of the mainly young people were skinny dipping. I kept my own swim suit on though, primarily to hide the semi-boner I got from watching some fine nude boys! After picking up Brodie on Sunday morning I suggested we head to the Island and onto a beach. He said he didn't have any swim suit with him but agreed after I told him I got everything for him. I didn't tell him that I only had a towel for each of us. I had jerked off several times yesterday and this morning so I hoped my own dick wouldn't go hard around the other guys at the beach. An hour later, Brodie's mouth kept open as he stared around at the nude boys and girls around us. Some wore trunks or bathing suits but most were naked. "You brought us swim suits, didn't you?," asked a nervous looking Brodie. "Nope, just towels," was my reply as I handed him his. "I can't, I mean, I'm hard." "So you either run into the water fast or lie down on your belly the moment you drop your undies." Brodie decided to lie down quickly but I got a peek of his boner. I took my time undressing under his watchful eyes and was thankful that my own dick was perfectly relaxed. "If you keep staring your boner will never go down." "I know, I'll probably get sunburned before it even shrinks half an inch!" I lied down on my back and kept looking around. There were 19 other people on the beach, besides one mid-40ies pair all looked to be under or around 30. Only 5 wore suits, 4 of them were girls. The remaining naked dozen were 8 boys and 4 girls. Brodie also looked around and seemed relieved that 2 of the nude guys were semi-hard while another one, who was making out with a naked girl, tried to hide his boner with his hands. "Why did you bring me here?" "'Cause its a beautiful beach!" "Not that I haven't been skinny dipping before, but just not around so many other people I didn't know." I suggested we'd get into the water and Brodie didn't say anything but quickly ran into the water, trying to cover his privates with his hands. I followed him slowly. After half an hour we went back to our spot and Brodie's dick had gone down to semi-hardness. We dried in the sun for a while and talked about nothing important until someone on the other side from me said: "Hi!" I looked over and realized it was the guy I caddied for last summer but couldn't remember his name. He was standing next to me as naked as us with a long dick. "Hi!" "We met last summer, didn't we?" "Yeah, at the golf club. But sorry, I forgot your name." "Ethan, and yours was John, right?" "Josh." "Nice to meet you again, Josh. And you are?" "I'm Brodie." "Nice to meet you too. Do you guys mind if I lie down next to you? I don't feel comfortable going into the water without anybody watching my stuff." "Not at all." He dropped all his belongings next to me before going for a swim. The moment he was in the water Brodie commented on his dick. "Did you see his huge dick?" "Who didn't?" "It looked at least 6 inches!" "Yeah, but maybe he's a shower and not a grower." "Maybe, but I still wonder." We didn't talk about Ethan or his dick afterwards but kept talking openly even after Ethan got out of the water and lied next to us. After a while, he interrupted us. "So are you two dating?" "Not really but we'd, ahm, had fun together." "Cool. You remember Andrew and Peter?" "The guys you golfed with?" "Yeah, we always come here in the summer and have fun together too but they won't arrive until next weekend." Ethan's dick grew slightly and he brushed over it. "So...you...have.....threesomes?," asked Brodie, who stared at Ethan's dick as his own grew harder again. "Yeah, or we invite more guys over. You two wouldn't be interested?" Brodie's mouth was as open as before when we got to the beach but as was mine. "Ahm, ahhh," said both Brodie and I. Ethan got up and into his shorts before handing me a card. "You don't need to tell me now. Think about it and give me a call if you're interested." He grabbed the rest of his stuff and was gone before we even closed our mouths. Brodie realized his dick was fully hard again and turned over, me following as my own was growing fast. We didn't talk for quite a while. "He seems like a nice guy," said Brodie. "Yeah." "How old do you think he is?" "Don't know, 30 or 32 maybe?" "I guess. And a fine body too." "Yeah. So you would call him, right?" "I really wonder how big it grows." "Mhm." "What do you think he would want?" "Dunno, we could ask him."