sam963@hushmail.com
Published: 23-May-2013
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Owning a boat is an odd pleasure. You never use it much as you think you will and boy do you pay when something goes wrong. But it's worth it. Especially on a day like today. The sun was shining. The waves were calm, and I had a beautiful boy next to me. I could not ask for a better day.
Stirling was 12 years old, blonde haired and amenable to most things. Right now he was grinning out from under his hat wearing nothing more than a pair of swim trunks. His hand gripped the steering wheel just under my own larger hands. I could feel myself become hard, my cock starting to press against the boy's back. The boy seemed to know that too and leaned back a little. Peeling my eyes away from Stirling, I did a quick look around and then began to slow the engine. There wasn't anyone around as far as I could see and slowly the boat came to a general rest.
Stirling turned around and smiled up at me. "We alone?"
"I believe so," I said taking a slight step back. "You want to take some pictures?"
Stirling smiled wide, showing his front teeth. He liked having his picture taken. I retrieved the camera, and he struck several poses, flexing his muscles or just trying to look funny. Then he turned around and standing on his tiptoes leaned forward showing off his butt.
"Gorgeous," I said.
He laughed and slowly climbed up on the cabin and laid himself down. He was gorgeous, and he let me take a few shots of him just lying there with his head propped up with his hand.
After several shots he let his hand slip under his waist and slowly started to pull off his shorts. The sight was quite captivating, but I spared another quick glance around making sure no one was nearby. He threw his shorts at me to get my attention again. They hit my chest and fell into the crease of my arm. I picked them up with one hand as I set the camera down and inhaled them.
"You like how I smell?" he asked.
"I like everything about you." I responded slowly walking over to him.
My eyes started at his feet, ten cute little toes wiggling with excitement. Beautiful calf muscles, a nice round butt with an erect uncut cock sticking out from his body. His chest with smooth with small nipples and he had gorgeous red lips with the most piercing eyes. I was so hard it almost hurt.
My hand landed on his feet, caressing the bottom of his sole with my thumb. I lifted it to my mouth and gave it a kiss. He giggled and tried to pull away but I held him tight. He slid across the boat onto his back, curling up into a little ball. I took a hold of his other foot before pushing his knees back and raising his butt.
Slowly I leaned down kissing his scrotum before letting my tongue run across his perineum. He giggled and swore,. My tongue slid down his crack till I found his anus. It wasn't an unfamiliar destination and I could've sworn it flexed ay my touch like it was saying hello.
At first my tongue made slow circles around it. Then I added a little force, stretching it here and there. Finally the tip of my tongue pressed against his tight ring. I could feel my tongue slip inside him just a little and his moans told me all I needed to know.
I slipped my tongue in and out several times, venturing a little deeper each time. Then I slowly began to move back up his crack to his balls. His cock usually shot straight out, but because of his curled position, it was pushed more towards his stomach. I let go of his feet. He moved them so they were just over my shoulders as I began to play with his two balls moving them around with my tongue.
Unseen and unseeing, I felt for the lubricant I had put in a little basket nearby. Finding it, I undid my own shorts and let them fall around my ankles before stepping out of them. I ran my tongue up his shaft as I squeezed the lubricant onto my own. It had warmed up in the sun and I applied a lot, using my one hand to spread it.
Slowly I rose, lifting his legs up and pushing them back so his knees were almost touching his shoulders. It took me a moment to find good positions for my feet, but when I did, my cock was able to touch his anus. He laughed nervously, but his expression was relaxed and he smiled up, his beautiful eyes shaded by his hat.
Slowly I began to press against his entrance and he closed his eyes as the ring slowly allowed access to his warm insides. He was tighter than the proverbial eye of the needle. I slowly pushed in and watching his expression. A slight inhalation of breath and his eyes opening slightly meant I had hit his prostate. I stopped there, not quite fully inside of him.
"Do it, to me now," Stirling said through gritted teeth.
Slowly I began to pull out, his ring tightening around me like he didn't want me to leave. Once just the tip was all that was left inside, I began to push back inward. Stirling's body tensed, and I could see muscles under his skin as he let out a little sigh. My pace was slow at first. I was able to watch as his cheeks filled with color, his little hands clenching and unclenching.
Slowly I sped up. His hands reached out for something to hold onto. His left hand found the railing and his right slowly moved his own crotch grabbing his erection and jerking himself off in time with my thrusts. I moved in and out faster and faster, his hand losing the rhythm with me. We were both panting and his little whimpers were becoming louder.
Then he let out a strangled little cry. His body tensed up and his ring sealed itself around my cock. He jerked his hand several more times and let out a moan as he reached his dry orgasm. Three thrusts later I fired into his bowels, his ring still tightly around my cock.
I wasn't sure how many loads I fired, but when I stepped back letting his legs fall to either side. I could see a little cum dribble out. I leaned over and he stared up at me. I bent down to kiss him but his hand stopped me.
"Not until you some mouthwash," Stirling chastised.
I smiled and chuckled. "You're right. You should clean up too."
Before he realized what I meant I had knocked his head off and scooped him up into my arms. With three long steps I was at the back of the boat and threw him over the side as I jumped into the water.
Riike
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