Boys Of Summer #7: Teen Woodsmen - Sex Stories

Boys Of Summer #7: Teen Woodsmen

... coolers.

We watched as the stars slowly became visible and began reflecting in the water.

Eventually, Bo’s hand found my limp dick and he played with it absently, not really trying to get me going again.

I slid down a little so I could lean back and Bo rolled onto his side to face me while he played.

In a few minutes, he started kissing my hip and worked his way up my ribs. His hand work was becoming more intentional the whole time.

My hand rubbed absently, languidly up and down his bare back.

“You’ve never said,” I started. “But are you good with where we’re at, what we do?”

“I love every minute with you,” Bo mumbled as his mouth moved over my body. “Every minute of this summer has been a fantasy. What are you talking about?”

“When I bought all that lube, Rob at the drugstore was asking me how far we’ve gone,” I explained. “I didn’t know if you wanted to do more.”

“I’ve been too wrapped up in the fun we’ve been having to think about anything else,” Bo said. “I mean, I’m jacking off and making out with the only crush I’ve ever had. What more could I ask for?”

“Really? You don’t watch gay porn and wish we were doing the stuff you see them do?”

“Well, of course, there’s more that two guys can do,” he said, leaning on his elbow. “But I don’t know how far you want to go. I don’t know what you’re ready for – or what I’m ready for, really.”

He looked up at my face.

“Why? What are you getting at? Are you worried about something? ‘Cause, you ...

... know, there’s no other prospects. It’s not like I’m crushing on anybody else. I’ve got my Precious.”

“No. I know that. That’s not what I’m thinking about at all,” I assured him. “I just don’t want you to feel like you’re missing out or we’re not moving fast enough or – something.”

“What did that guy say to you?”

“When I got the lube I asked him if we needed anything else for a long weekend alone. He asked if we were doing oral or anal yet.”

“God! I’m not thinking about anal yet,” Bo said. “That’s a whole other thing.”

“We’ve come pretty damn close,” I cut him off.

“I know. But I’m still a long way from going there. The little bit of playing that we do is all I’m interested in. A little rubbing, a little pressure. That’s all I want to do,” he said. “And that’s only because I know we’re both super clean with all the showers we take and the fact we wash each other.”

“It does feel really good,” I agreed.

“Besides, I don’t know how to do it without it being nasty,” Bo continued. “I mean, in the videos they’re always so clean and they pull out clean like there’s nothing in there. I need to know how they do that before I’m going to put my cock in anybody’s ass – even yours.”

“What about oral?” I asked. “You’re getting pretty close already. I mean, that lick a little while ago – .”

“I know. I’m sorry if I went too far – .”

“You didn’t go too far,” I assured him. “It felt – amazing! I’m glad you did it!”

“Really?” He popped up. “I’ve been worried about ...