North to Eden
by: justjames17

(Copyright 2006 by the author)

 

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A long year of slaving for the man had dragged past and it was time for my annual vacation, something I'd been envisioning and fantasising about the last few months. The summer weather had arrived and my bank balance was healthy, as I'd been saving hard for the holiday. My best mate had arranged to take his holidays the same time and we had been planning our trip up the coast gradually buying heavy game fishing gear to tackle the aquatic monsters available in the area off the South coast of New South Wales. The warm Australia current cut in close off shore as it wended its way South bringing pelagic fish like Marlin and huge Yellow fin Tuna within range of smaller trailer boats.

My 17foot Stessle aluminium cuddy cabin trailer boat was the perfect platform for light game fishing, that is up to 25kg gear, it had a good flat deck with plenty of space for live bait tanks and all the gear we needed. We spent weekends building our live bait tank from an old glass washing machine I'd found dumped outside a hotel down in Apollo Bay on one of our weekend fishing expeditions, when they had renovated the hotel's kitchen. It was ideal all stainless steel with a hatch on top with a glass window built into it, we rigged it with a bilge pump pumping sea water in and we fitted a reinforced plastic hose to the outlet which returned the water over the gunnels back into the sea it worked like a dream when we tested the set up.

The day arrived we finished work and Scott came to my home to help load the boat, we packed all our gear aboard and finished in time to have a late dinner. Scott stayed over night so we could get an early start in the morning to beat the morning traffic. Scott and I were a strange pair, he was much younger being 18 while I was 32, he was very assertive in his fierce jealousy if I ever dared invite anyone else out fishing. He would say to me. "I'm your crew why are you asking another guy to come out with us?"

We had been fishing mates since he was 14 when another guy introduced us, I saw this skinny but very cute looking boy who immediately seemed drawn to me as I was to him. He had no father, he never knew who his dad was and I think he decided I would take the place for him. He was like my shadow never far away and if I were talking to anyone he would slip his arm through mine or hug me round the waist. There seemed nothing sexual in his actions just possessiveness, I must admit I enjoyed the close contact and he was very eager to please in all ways.

He used to ride his bike 10 miles on Friday evening to stay over at my home when we were going fishing; he slept in the second bedroom while I slept in the master bedroom. In all ways he was like a son, we exchanged gifts on birthdays and Christmas, I was overcome the first Father's Day when he kissed me on the cheek and gave me a beautiful poster of a tropical island scene. I had to hug him tight as I hid my face as tears slipped down my cheeks, I loved him so much it hurt but I restrained myself and every Sunday night after he left I'd immediately wank off to relieve my terribly aching blue balls.

We went through a lot over the 4 years before our upcoming holiday trip, I taught him to drive as well as steering him through the multitude of dangers and problems of puberty and growing up; we spent many weekends together either away fishing or just chilling out together watching TV or Videos. The more we were together the deeper I loved him; he would often slide onto my lap on the couch and just cuddle me while we watched the TV. No sexual play just the feeling of warm closeness and love.

One day I was working on the boat while Scott, 15 at the time, sat on the steps leading to the side entrance watching me and handing me tools, as I needed them. He sat there in a pair of shorts not baggy but short, he sat legs apart exposing his red briefs and his package, I looked across saw his beautifully packed pouch then looked up to his face to see an impish grin as he watched me. He then opened his legs even further showing himself clearly I blushed knowing he was teasing me and bent back to the task in hand. Nothing was said but I realised then that he knew I was gay and was playfully showing himself off, I loved him even more that he felt comfortable being with me and felt safe enough to tease me so openly and seductively.

By 18 Scott was a competent and extremely good looking young man, he passed his driving test first go with flying colours and he drove us home with his permit in his wallet, I could see he was totally chuffed at getting it first go and he turned to me while we were stopped at traffic lights and said, "Thanks James, you are a great teacher a lot of my mates have failed the first time they were tested, you got me through in one go."

The day of our departure dawned calm and cloudless, we were up showered, breakfasted and ready to leave by 5.30 am, we loaded the two dogs into the car and were on our way to our big adventure. The traffic was light and we made good time arriving at Lakes Entrance, the halfway point on the journey by 11 am, we'd not driven hard and had a relaxed happy journey thus far. We pulled into the car park at the local boat ramp to have a break and let the dogs run about and relieve their bladders while we checked the boat and trailer. I pulled out the gas stove & brewed the billy to make a cup of tea while Scott went to get some sandwiches to eat.

The dogs, a red setter and a basenji cross Queensland healer were having a great time wrestling around and play fighting and investigating everything around the area, I sat there laughing at their antics when Scott reappeared with lunch. I made the tea and we gave the dogs some dog biscuits while we ate. Scott was talking twenty to the dozen; he was excited having never been here before and said what a great place it was. I agreed it was a holiday paradise especially for fishermen with the massive lake system the only drawback was the exceptionally dangerous entrance to the sea where the narrow channel weaved through the sand bars across the opening. Many boats large and small had come to grief there with many lives lost, I told Scott that's why I preferred Eden with its easy and safe access to offshore as it was on Twofold Bay.

We had our lunch before setting off again the final half of the journey passing some very interesting lakes and climbing the coastal ranges, the Ford towed the aluminium boat easily even fully laden with camping gear and we pulled into the Boydtown Caravan Park by 5pm. There I found to my anguish they were no longer accepting campers with their dogs, I was shattered knowing that many people had been coming there all their lives with their canine companions. We were in a real bind two dogs and no camp ground, I drove into Eden to look for a kennel in the area to leave the dogs in, we obtained a telephone book and searched for kennels.

I found one in Pambula, a nearby town that we had driven through on the way up; it was a 30-minute drive down the highway so I rang the kennel and inquired if they had any vacancies. They told me they had and gave directions to find the establishment, we drove back down the highway and pulled into the property to be met by the owner a real country guy, friendly as you could find. He made a fuss of the dogs that were excited to be out of the car again in new and interesting environs. They tore about gleefully investigating the area as we walked around to the kennel area, very clean caged areas, which looked great, half each kennel were under cover with raised bench for a sleeping area. The dogs baulked and refused to enter they seemed to know what we were doing, we became upset and the guy looked at us then said, "Hang on guys I'll make a phone call to the local camping ground they have a lot of dogs staying there after a local dog show.
I'll see if I can book you a site there if you'd like."

We both thanked him as he hurried away, the dogs sat there glaring at us obviously unhappy so we began playing with them to ease their fears. The guy returned grinning and said, "Its done your booked in I hope you have a great stay here."

We shook his hand and thanked him profusely as he'd just done himself out of quite a sum of money to keep our dogs happy. We set off to the campground and drove in signed the register and drove to the campsite. Close to the ablution block, there was power and water on tap outside the tent it was a neatly kept and there were quite a few people staying there and a lot of show dogs of all breeds. Our two reprobates on seeing the dogs were bouncing around busting to get out to play and investigate. Scott opened the door and got out while I backed the boat and car into the site, I turned off the engine and alighted followed by two canine rockets as they leapt out to greet a large Doberman who had sauntered over to see what the commotion was.

Much sniffing and posturing went on tails raised as the three circled warily, then Sheba, the red setter pawed the Doberman and began to run in circles. That was it the three began playing tearing around us as we unpacked the tent and erected it, right across the road behind us was another tent with two guys in their early twenties who wandered across to say hi and offered to give us a hand. We thanked them and in no time the tent was up and ready for residence, I offered them a beer and pulled out the folding picnic table setting it up. We all sat down after I pulled four stubbies of Fosters Lager and sharing them, we introduced ourselves and chatted happily getting to know the two good looking guys. The taller black haired guy was Matt while his blonde haired mate was Jeff, they were on a trip around Australia and came from Brisbane, they were both 22 years old and looked as fit a Mallee bulls. We found out they were top swimmers and their slim toned bodies showed their years of training, they seemed to be very close and were really cool guys to be with. I could see Scott was really taken with them and was chatting freely something he didn't usually do with strangers.

It was time for dinner and I asked Matt and Jeff to join us as I had 4 steaks in the camping fridge, they thanked me and said they'd provide a bottle of wine to go with the meal. Scott and I set up the stove and I began cooking the meat while Scott prepared the vegetables and put then into the steamer putting it on the stove. The dogs smelling the meat cooking appeared tongues hanging out drooling with hunger after all their exertions so I opened a can of Chum and fed them while filling a bowl with fresh water for them.

Matt and Jeff returned carrying a bottle Shiraz Cabernet and were greeted by the dogs that took an instant liking to them; they didn't even seem to mind the setter drooling on them after drinking from the water bowl. We enjoyed a great meal in good company as we sat back relaxed with full stomachs another visitor appeared a young guy from a caravan where he was camping with his parents, Matt introduced him as Michael and we found out he was 17 and that he were from Adelaide in South Australia. He was a nice looking lad bronzed from hours spent in the sun; he was wearing a skimpy pair of Speedos, which barely covered his crotch and arse. He joined us sitting on the lid of the portable fridge and we all laughed and chatted away, I couldn't help stealing furtive glances at Michael's nice young package in his red togs.

Michael's parents came across and introduced themselves asking if their son was intruding or annoying us but we assured them he was fine and well behaved, his father ruffled his unruly hair and they said goodnight refusing a beer as they wandered back to their caravan after telling Michael to come home by 10pm or sooner if we tired of his presence. We laughed and said that we doubted we'd tire of him being with us as he was a breath of fresh air.

The long twilight ended and darkness descended so I lit the gas lamp and we partied on into the night, Michael eventually and reluctantly made his farewells and carrying a can of Coke he walked slowly across and disappeared into their van. I said, "That Michael was a great young guy who seemed lonely being just him and his parents on the trip."

Matt agreed and said that he spent a lot of time with them and they took him with them when they went swimming and touring around the area, he told us the lad was a lot of fun. I noticed Jeff and Matt exchange a look between them as he told us. I wondered just what it meant and my mind began conjuring up sexual images then Scott spoke loudly elbowing me saying, "Hey James you're away with the fairies come back and join us again."

I shook my head and realised Matt and Jeff were standing ready to go and turn in, we shook hands and said goodnight, they left returning to their tent while we blew up the large air mattress and unpacked the sleeping bags and dogs' beds. We put the mattress and unzipped bags inside the tent and the dogs' beds in the annex outside the main tent before visiting the ablution block to get ready for sleep, Matt and Jeff were showering when we entered and I admired their sleek wet nude bodies as they lathered up. The showers had doors but they didn't bother closing them, obviously they were used to showering in front of others when swimming.

Both guys had neatly trimmed bushes and their smooth cut bodies showed no tan lines so they must sunbake naked, my mind raced at that thought and I turned towards Scott to see him watching the two guys intently and his shorts were exhibiting his excitement which triggered my own cock into an erection. We jumped into two more shower cubicles stripping off and began washing, Matt and Jeff finished and we heard them talking as they dried off, the water drowning out their words to a mumble. By the time we'd finished bathing they had left the block so we dried off and headed to our tent, Scott was a little drunk and at the giggling stage as we settled down wearing our briefs and being warm we used our unzipped sleeping bags as a blanket.

I felt great laying there on my back in the dark next to my favourite person in the world, my unofficial adopted son who I loved so deeply. He rolled over in his sleep and snuggled up to me his left arm across my chest. I knew he wasn't gay I'd met his girl friends over the last couple of years, but the feeling of his warm arm on my body and sweet toothpaste breath on my face got me aroused and incredibly hard in seconds. I lay there my balls achingly wanting to cum I dared not wank off in case I woke Scott, I was in purgatory the feel of him next to me, touching me, breathing on me was driving me insane.

I eventually pulled down my briefs and touched my pulsing hard on, it felt like hot steel covered in silk as my desperate digits rubbed on its throbbing length, pre cum gushed from my swollen piss hole pooling in my belly button as my whole body quivered in lust, I was close oh so close to climax. I stroked faster whipping my cock till I felt that incredibly great feeling as my balls drew up and vented the build up, cum spewed out in gouts of sticky cream to puddle on my hot stomach.

Scott moved and I froze holding my breath, had I awoken him? I stayed still not breathing until I gasped air before passing out, Scott's arm moved slightly down onto my stomach as I trembled not daring to move in case I woke him I was in agony as my cum dried on my body, his fingers touching my slimy juice. His touch was exquisite torture, my body was trembling with sexual desire; his hand was millimetres from my still leaking cock head. I folded back the sleeping bag so I could peer down in the gloom to see his sexy taut young body, I involuntarily humped my hips till my wet slippery knob touched his warm soft hand I rubbed my slicked knob on him and suddenly I erupted discharging a second volume of sperm all over his hand and wrist splattering up onto my already wet gluey abdomen.

I gasped aloud unable to stifle my passion and lay there in spasms quivering as my balls drained completely, Scott slept on regardless as I fumbled for a towel to clean up the sticky mess. I dried Scott's hand and arm gently, he didn't stir at all then I scooped some cum up eating it licking it from my fingers imagining it was his. I looked at his sweet face and in the gloom I could see a faint mile on his lips, he must be dreaming nice thoughts I said to myself. I then cleaned myself up and settled down much relieved and sleepy to drift off to sleep.

Some time in the early hours I was awoken by movement, Scott had taken my wrist in his hand and pulled it down onto his extremely hard boner, I lay there imitating sleep while he began to hump my hand after closing my fingers and holding me around his gorgeous cock. He was rock hard and burning hot as my hand grasped him, his smooth uncut tool sliding silkily through my fingers until he moaned quietly quivered and tensed his prick throbbed a couple of times then unloaded onto my thigh. I couldn't help flinching slightly as his boiling cum splattered on my flesh but Scott didn't notice in his delirium of sexual relief. His climax finished he scooped up his cum and ate it then used his briefs to clean the residue before pulling them back on and falling asleep again.

I lay there confused and thinking hard, "Was he bisexual? Was he gay? Or was it just he was terribly horny and just needed to get his rocks off?"

All the years he'd slept over at my home even on the odd occasion he'd shared my double bed he'd never done anything sexual with me, much as I'd have loved him too. I was certain it was the combination of beer, Matt and Jeff showering naked and maybe even Michael's sexiness in his brief Speedos that had made him in need of sexual relief so I turned over and slowly drifted off to sleep again. Dreams raced crazily through my sleeping brain, fantasies of Scott in sexual couplings with our neighbours tormented my sleep.

I awoke in the morning to the singing of a family of magpies in the nearby gum trees, I opened my eyes and realised Scott was spooned snugly to my back with his morning woody firmly between my legs. I lay there enjoying the heat and pulsing of his hard on and the feel of his arm draped around me as he snored softly still dead to the world. His warm breath on my neck raised goose bumps as I lay there enjoying our closeness; I gently flexed my thighs squeezing Scott's erection stimulating him while he slept. His cock hardened even more and his crimson crown peeped out between my legs as it throbbed harder then I felt him tense and I placed my hand at his knob as he ejaculated. I caught his sperm in my hand then when he'd finished I brought the sweet juice to my nose inhaling his bleachy aroma then I licked my hand clean enjoying the salty sweet semen.

Scott stirred in his sleep and rolled onto his back pulling his still semi hard dick from my legs and it slapped onto his cute treasure trail still oozing a little pearly cum out onto his abdomen. I rolled onto my side just staring at this handsome young man, the best mate I'd had in my life. I studied his clear unblemished face with the sun bleached eyebrows arched above his still closed long blonde lashed eyes, his small nose slightly upturned at the tip and below, the perfect always slightly smiling upturned lips. He was a picture of teen male handsomeness lying there his torso exposed as he slept, the bronze silken skin taut over his cut youthful physique, the darker brown nipples featured on his smooth pecs above the rippled rib cage below which his smooth abdominal muscles mounded and the faint golden treasure trail led down from his button navel to the edge of the sleeping bag.

I longed to kiss his nipples exciting both them and him, to lick my way down his sexy stomach tickling my tongue on those golden filaments till I swallowed his burgeoning tool. I was extremely hard my excited cock throbbing as I watched Scott sleeping beside me my hands trembled with my desire to feel his warm body. He sighed slightly and moved as his eyes opened he looked at me and smiled as he stretched tightening his muscles he relaxed again and rubbed his bare foot on my shin saying, "Hey James what's the weather like?"

I replied, "Well there isn't any wind and the sun's shining so it looks like a perfect day mate. I think its time to get up and begin preparing for our first fishing trip."

Scott grinned and fumbled around under the sleeping bag obviously pulling on his briefs then kicked the bag down and got onto his knees, the sagging front of his briefs showing his heavy young manhood, a small damp patch where his glans rested pressed against the thin cotton material. He looked at me with a strange expression and said, "I had weird dreams last night, really strange ones."

I raised my eyebrows and said, "Want to talk about them?"

He shook his head blushing slightly and said, "No not really but they were sure weird."

We heard the two dogs grumbling outside so I unzipped the door flap and they bounded inside excitedly and a rough house developed with us wrestling around on the mattress in a growling laughing tangle of limbs. I finally pushed the setter off me and got to my feet stepping outside the tent forgetting I was only in my briefs, I heard a voice call out to me and turned to see Michael waving from beside their caravan. I waved back and realising I was almost naked I grabbed my shorts from inside the tent and pulled them up as the lad walked across the clipped lawn.

The Setter seeing him approach bounded her long red hair flying in the breeze to greet him effusively, long wet pink tongue slobbering happily as Michael played with her as they gambolled towards where I was standing, I noticed the lad's cock had hardened while they played. The two arrived as Scott clambered out in his briefs carrying his shorts in his hand trying to free them from the Basenji crosse's jaws. Michael's eyes were locked on the imposing bulge in Scott's briefs. Scott retrieved his shorts and stood stork like on one leg as he slipped them on first one leg then the other, giving Michael a good view as his cock flopped about in his flimsy briefs.

I asked Michael if he'd had breakfast and he nodded saying he'd eaten before his folks had left to drive up the coast to visit friends living in Merimbula. I wondered at them leaving him to his own devices but at 17 he was old enough to do his own thing. We set about getting breakfast on the go and heard noises from Matt and Jeff's tent behind us. I was cooking bacon and eggs, the sizzling sounds and strong aroma drifted across the roadway to their tent. Matt groaned loudly and called out from inside their tent, "Damn that smells fantastic are you guys trying to torture us or what?"

I laughed and called back that if they were quick we might share some with them; their tent began to shake as if an earth tremor had occurred and suddenly the two studs appeared tousle headed rubbing sleep from their eyes as they stumbled across to our tent wearing just shorts and t-shirts. I smiled greeting them, "Hi guys have a good sleep?"

They nodded grinning and said, "Fantastic night thanks, this fresh country air and exercise really makes you sleep like a log once we relaxed he, he, he, he."

I smiled at them lifting an eyebrow inquisitively both guys looked at me then realised I'd picked up on what they'd meant, I had my suspicions last night but now I was certain they were a couple and a great couple they made too. Scott was listening to our conversation and looked puzzled for a minute then I saw his eyes widen as he too realised what was going on, he smiled secretively then placed bowls of cereal in front of the two studs. Michael sat on the fridge lid looking from one to the other and I asked if he was still hungry and of course being a growing active teen he was always ravenous we gave him some cereal and he wolfed it down.

Bacon and eggs were next on the menu by the time they'd finished the cereal I was dishing out the hot food, we all sat enjoying the tasty meal while the kettle boiled for tea. Stomach's full we all sat around sipping on mugs of tea chatting about or plans for the day, I ended up offering them all a trip out fishing and all three jumped at the chance to get out in the boat. We cleaned up washed the pan and threw the paper plates in the bin, we loaded the gear from the car into the boat and I said to Michael that maybe he should leave a note for his parents telling them where he was going, he ran to the van and after a couple of minutes ran back and climbed in the back seat between Matt and Jeff. We drove off heading up the highway to Eden the dogs on leashes inside the boat heads hanging out sniffing the breeze as we raced down the highway towards Eden.

We arrived at the ramp, launched the boat and set off out into the large bay, the seas were quiet just long slow swells running in from offshore which the boat breasted easily as we motored along with the Lowrance depth sounder searching for reef and fish. A decent reef showed on the chart and we could see schools of small fish positioned about the reef, we anchored up and began fishing for baitfish as I filled the live bait tank with seawater. The fish were hot and soon everyone was engaged hauling both Yakkas and Slimy Mackerel on board and we soon had sufficient bait swimming in the tank, it was time to set off after bigger game so we motored out towards the wide entrance.

Scott set the 25kg Shimano light game outfits up and we trolled live bait on one with a large soft Kona headed lure on the second as we slowly motored along the blue warm current past the headland with its old weathered stone lighthouse tower. All was quiet a the 115hp Mercury ticked over at trolling speed, suddenly the peace was shattered by the instantaneous scream of a ratchet as something huge engulfed the Slimy Mackerel. Scott buckled a rod bucket around Mark's waist as he asked Jeff to pull in the second line. Line streamed from the reel against the pre set drag crackling as it was torn from the spinning drum, the fish was running hard and fast as I hit the accelerator to power forward and tried to set the heavy hook.

About 150 meters behind the boat the surface boiled as a dark spear shaped object broke the surface, it waggled there then lifted higher as a magnificent Black Marlin rose missile like from the water. It poised tail still hidden then shook its head hard in mid air we groaned as it dislodged the mangled baitfish tossing it aside before crashing back in a gusher of spray as it disappeared back under the surface and vanished. We stood there transfixed with the shock and stunning power of the huge fish, Mark holding the now silent tackle looked most crest fallen as I said, "Damn guys it wasn't properly hooked it wasn't anyone's fault just bad luck."

We continued trolling back and forth and located a school of large Striped Tuna, which gave us plenty of action as the 3 to 5 kilo fish tore all over the sea on out light spinning gear, one of their favourite tricks was to race flat out straight at the boat while we cranked the reels hard trying to keep in touch with these fast pelagic fish. We kept a couple for bait, icing them down in the large fibreglass fish box and released all the others we boated, after an hour of incredible action things went quiet. We continued trolling to no avail so decided we'd go in shore and try for some table fish for dinner that evening.

We anchored up on a promising reef structure and sliced some juicy strips off a stripey sending them to the bottom setting the six rods in the holders. Shortly we had two runs and boated a couple of pan sized young snapper, then all six rods bent as a school of snapper attacked the baits. We boated 8 more slightly larger fish around the 3-kilo mark and as everyone was getting tired from the hot sun and sea air we decided to head into the ramp, retrieve the boat and go back to Pambula.

We cleaned the snapper at the ramp and put them on ice before driving out to the kennel where we dropped off a couple of nice fat snapper as thanks for his actions regarding the camping ground. We then continued on headed back up the highway, we arrived just before sundown and parked the boat next to the tent and while Scott washed it down and flushed out the motor I began cooking the fresh fish after giving Michael three to take to his folks. Matt and Jeff went for a shower and dinner was ready by the time they reappeared looking fresh with their hair still damp. I fed the hungry pooches then we sat at the table and ate the sweet fillets enjoying them and I pulled some cans of beer from the fridge to wash them down with. Dinner over we chatted about the fun day we'd enjoyed and after a while I said to Scott that we'd better get cleaned up before turning in for the night.

We walked to the ablution block and did the necessary before returning to our tent, I unzipped the tent flap and turned on the small TV we'd brought with us to watch the news and weather report. Scott said he was going over to see Matt and Jeff before turning in so I said fine and relaxed on the mattress watching the news. The dogs were exhausted and tucked up on their beds asleep and I dozed off in the middle of the news, Scott woke me stumbling over me onto the mattress. He lay partly on top of me giggling stupidly and I smelt he'd been smoking, I looked at his flushed grinning face, as he lay pressed against me with half his body.

I could feel the heat of his groin against mine as he quivered with mirth, I rolled him off me and he was loose and limp as he laughed and giggled lying sprawled out on the bed. I knew he'd been smoking pot and felt furious with Matt and Jeff for giving it to him, but he was 18 and old enough to make up his own mind but I'd have a long talk to him in the morning. I undressed him to his briefs and pulled the sleeping bag up as I crawled under next to him and turned off the TV, I was soon asleep after the long day's fishing.

I was woken up in the night by a mouth sucking my cock and I jerked awake grabbing the head bent over my crotch, it was Scott and I moaned loudly as his tongue twisted itself under my loose foreskin. My palsied hands clutched him as I began driving my excited erection deep into his warm saliva filled mouth, his tongue teased, tickled and licked around my sensitive cock head sending bolts of lightning through my cock into my groin and racing through my body to explode in my reeling brain. I groaned out, "Oooh Scott that is incredible who taught you to suck dick?"

He sniggered around my mouth-filling tool and redoubled his sucking and tonguing taking my 7 inches right down into his gullet without gagging at all. I arched up into his incredibly warm slippery intense mouth, his throat muscles rippled as he swallowed continuously driving me insane with the mind-blowing sensation. I was frantic everything forgotten except the sensuous swallowing action my mate was giving me, my balls were achingly tight as they nestled against my groin hugging my throbbing pole.

I humped his face as he drooled saliva from the corners of his stretched puffed lips I gasped and thrust again and again deeper into the accommodating hot wet gullet until I groaned, "Oooh Gees Scotty I'm goin to explode."

My prick hardened and swelled inside him as sperm boiled from my balls erupting larva like into his slimy sliding throat as he bobbed hard and fast tongue dashing all over my swollen cock head as my urethra swelled under the pressure of my ejaculate. He gurgled and gulped as I flooded him, deluged his throat with rich thick cum. Scott took all I gave him without a whimper he was almost purring as he vacuumed my sperm from my organ. "AAARGH!" I groaned as I emptied out and collapsed weakly on the mattress as he continued working my dick but now his finger was poking up my anus rubbing about as I moaned continuously in a delirium of lust and the warm fuzzy afterglow of an incredibly intense climax.

Scott lifted his face up and licked his lips sensuously then grinned and said, "Thanks James that was totally awesome, I've wanted to do that for ages and now I've finally sucked you dry."

I reached out and caressed his smooth cheek with my hand and he leaned into my touch purring like a kitten, he turned his head and kissed my hand then took my wrist and began licking my palm sensuously sending excited tremors throughout me. He snuggled into my hand looking at me through partly closed dreamy eyes as a second digit joined his finger, I gasped at the intrusion but he whispered, "Relax James I won't hurt you babes."

It was a long time since I'd been fucked and I began to shiver as he teased my orifice, stretching it twisting his fingers and pushing in and out, he rubbed on my prostate and my flaccid cock twitched, grew and throbbed. Scott moved between my legs still working my hole, I spread my legs open allowing him access as he kissed my cock saying huskily, "This is the other thing I've wanted for ever. I want to give you a bum job, I want to fuck you till I blow and fill you with my love juice. I feel it will make us one and I always have wanted us to be together. You are like my dad, my brother and lover and I love you so much."

I had tears in my eyes at his words, he was saying what I had dreamed about I'd loved this beautiful lad ever since we first met, now here he was telling me of his feelings towards me. I looked at him in the gloom and whispered, "Come up here Scott I want to kiss you."

He wriggled up my body fingers still working in my hole and pressed his lips to mine, my heart stopped beating as I held my breath, his sweet lips tasted of cum and salty perspiration. We kissed our tongues dancing in each other's mouths or lips together eyes closed lost in a reverie of sweet thoughts. It seemed like hours we kissed then he pulled back looking into my eyes and I said, "I love you Scott more than anything on this earth, I want to be with you for ever and I hope you feel the same."

He nodded silently then slid back down and lifted my legs up onto his shoulders, he looked down as he took his hard penis in his fingers spat on it and rubbed the slick saliva over the silken skin before poking into my loosened sphincter. I moaned aloud as he opened me to take his sexy tool his fat knob stretched me burningly as I gasped, he paused asking if I was ok I nodded and whispered go for it my love. Scott inched into my anus little by little I felt his hot meat stretching me as he worked his hips closer to my stretched arse cheeks. I felt his wiry pubes tickle my arse as he closed the gap and his whole smooth torpedo was embedded as deep as he could reach as it throbbed like a wild thing in my colon.

I knew Scott was desperately trying to control himself he was shaking with desire and fighting to stop his climax. His balls were tight, his tool was swollen throbbing as he sweated and I worked my bowel muscles caressing his excited shaft and sensitive knob. Scott moaned loudly and clutched my uplifted thighs painfully as he dug his fingers into my flesh. I moaned saying, "Easy Scotty just relax."

He moaned, "Shit! Too late!"

He grunted and pressed hard, ramming into my arse as I felt his tool convulse deep inside my body. A hot gush spurted up my chute followed by six more as Scott cursed and grunted, he emptied into me then folded down onto my torso panting like a marathon runner as his sperm oozed out around his still stiff spike.

I kissed his damp hair whispering, "Don't worry Scott it will take longer next time you do it the initial excitement won't be there and you can take your time."

He mumbled, "Damn James I wanted it to be so perfect but I've stuffed everything up like a fucking little kid. I'm so sorry but it just happened."

I smiled to myself and hugged him saying, "Don't worry Scotty it was so wonderful feeling your super shaft working into my hole, it was totally mind blowing and now I've got your essence inside my body we are one, a united pair."

He snuggled into me and I kissed him again and again on his closed eyes, nose and lips, he hummed in my arms and wriggled tighter rubbing his cock on my stomach. I asked, "Scotty what suddenly made you want to have sex with me after all these years?"

He lifted his head and bit me gently on the chin then replied, "Well I've wanted to for ages but I was too scared to do anything I was totally confused and trying to be straight and had all those girl friends but they just didn't make me feel sexy I kept seeing you when I made love to them. That's why I kept looking for just the right girl. The last girl I was with became pregnant and after she had the abortion I knew I couldn't do it anymore I hated myself and knew I wanted to be with you totally."

I gave him a hug and kissed his forehead then asked, "Yeah I understand that but why suddenly here tonight and last night I was awake when you sucked me off, I just didn't want to frighten you. What brought this on so suddenly? You've slept over so many times at home but even when you slept in my bed with me on those odd nights you didn't do anything?"

He sighed as he fingered my nipple rolling it in his fingers sending fantastic sensations straight to my semi hard cock then said, "Well I wanted to but I was too scared to do it I sort of wasn't sure I was completely gay then. It was so hard not touching you especially when I felt your morning woody rubbing on me as you slept, I so wanted to touch it and have it inside me but I was scared you might kick me out because you'd never touched me sexually."

I kissed him and replied, "I didn't touch you because I was scared you'd be totally freaked out and I loved you too much to lose you by doing anything sexual with you."

He sighed and said, "If only you had you'd have found me ready to explode. I so wanted you to make the first move and teach me about being gay."

Scott lay quiet for a minute obviously thinking as he abstractly rubbed his fingers on my chest then he spoke, "I was over talking to Matt and Jeff, I knew they were a gay couple and while we were talking about their relationship they offered me a smoke of their weed to make me more relaxed. Then they talked sense after I confessed my feelings for you and suggested I approach you tonight sexually while I was still relaxed and happy from the alcohol and pot. Matt told me that you were keen on me he'd seen how you looked at me all the time."

I nodded and replied, "Although I'm not impressed that they gave you marijuana, I'm grateful that their action and advice brought this reaction my love. I've ached ever since I first met you to love you physically because I couldn't love you any more emotionally than I do. Time after time I have suffered incredibly painful cases of blue balls and I'm amazed that you didn't notice my continual erections when you were with me."

Scott giggled licking my nipples then said, "You think I missed those tents in your clothes? I certainly couldn't miss seeing your Speedos bulging out in the boat, especially in the old centre console boat when I steered and stood between your legs and you sat behind me and held me by the waist were real boner times. The feel of your hands on my Speedos got me so hot and hard; luckily my t-shirts covered my boners. I nearly blew my load every trip."

I laughed and went on, "Yeah the feel of your sexy taut young body was fantastic but best of all I loved those sharp edged hip bones and the cute dimples in your bubble arse cheeks. I desperately wanted to bite your bum and lick you all over."

Scott sighed and said, "Ooh if you'd only realised how much I wanted you to do that, I used to race to my room and wank as soon as I was alone. Now we have two weeks here to do everything we've both wanted to, how awesome is that?"

I chuckled thinking of what we were going to do, maybe we'd never get out of the tent except for necessities like shopping, bathing and similar requirements. It was late and we were tired after our day's fishing and the relief of finally knowing where we stood with each other so I kissed him and said that it was time to get some sleep to recuperate for the morning. We lay there wrapped around each other our warmth shared in the darkness and we drifted off to sleep extremely happy and contented. Eden was living up to its name we had found paradise together.

Early morning I felt his hot throbbing tool poked up my crack rubbing up and down his pre cum flowing like water on my hot flesh, I reached back and grasped his rigid rock hard rod and edged it down till I felt his oozing cock head rubbing on my ring. I smiled to myself and pressed back onto his hardness gasping as his knob breached my entrance, he was asleep but I heard a soft sigh as I swallowed that stiff stopper up my rectum. I began rocking on his teen tool enjoying the sensation of being filled then emptied as his meat slid in and out deliciously.

Scott stirred in his sleep an arm reached across my stomach and pulled me to him, he awoke to find himself deep inside my hot hole and I felt his moist lips then teeth nibbling on my neck as I moaned and arched onto his cock. Scott moaned happily and began to ram his pole up my hungry-demanding arse as I clenched and slackened my internal muscles around his throbbing tool. He tensed and rammed into me as he climaxed filling me again with his tasty sperm.

The rest of our holiday was ecstatic as we investigated everything we could both in bed, touring the district and fishing the bountiful waters. We became great friends with Matt and Jeff while young Michael was like a shadow everywhere we went, except at night when Scott and I wanted to be alone. It was a real trauma the day we had to break camp and head back home, Michael was in tears and Matt and Jeff were sad to see us go but we all exchanged email and phone numbers vowing to keep in touch. We then drove out onto the highway and headed South for home feeling we were leaving something very important behind, which of course we were we left our old relationship behind to start a totally new life together.

The End.

Posted: 07/20/07