Chapter 3. Eric's friend...with benefits.
Jamie had swum out to the floating dock anchored 30 yards from Eric's dock. He dangled his legs in the water, watching the front of the cabin. He was still confused, but it was mixed with an excitement that he had not experienced before. He wanted to ask Eric about it, but knew beyond a shadow of doubt that timing would be the key. Today was not the day to ask. Today was a day to simply watch and hopefully learn.
Within a few minutes, the front door of the cabin burst open. Eric and his friend busted through the door, shoving each other as they ran towards the dock. "Last one to the dock has a vagina!" yelled Eric as both he had the other leapt from the dock to race out to the floating one.
Eric was there first. He pulled himself up onto the dock in one swift motion. His golden form shining wet in the late afternoon sun. The other college boy was next. Eric reached out a hand and pulled him onto the dock. "Nice vagina you got there, bro," laughed Eric.
"Bite me, Eric. Your the one with a swimming scholarship. Let's see you try the iron cross sometime."
Eric put the other boy in a relaxed headlock. "Jamie, this is Jake. He was my best friend in high school."
"Pleased to meet you, sir," said Jamie as he stuck out his hand.
"Wow, so polite. You weren't kidding about this kid being an angel," Jake said as he looked at Eric. "Dude, I'm just Jake Johnson, OK? J.J. if you prefer. I'm only 20. Pretty much still just a kid."
As they shook hands, Jamie looked over Jake. He was darker skinned, like latino or something. But his eyes were almost asian in someway. He had jet black hair cut short that perfectly framed his chiseled face
If Eric's body was a work of Nordic art, Jake's was also a masterpiece. He wasn't tall. Maybe 5'8. Jamie thought his height made him look much younger than 20. But those muscles? Yowza! Jake was pretty much ripped beyond belief. When he shook Jamie's hand both the bicep & tricep of his right arm seemed to doubled in size with this slight muscular reflex. His chest muscles were enormous to Jamie, with beautiful quarter sized dark nipples.
"Are you a swimmer, too?" asked Jamie.
"Naw," said Jake. "Swimmings for fairies like Eric. I do real sports...gymnastics."
That explained it to Jamie. He'd watched men's gymnastics in the Olympics. Those guys couldn't be tall. They'd bonk their heads on the various equipment. But to a man, they were all shredded with perfect builds.
"Not to be rude," said Jamie with a questioning voice, "But there are a lot of people named Johnson in Minnesota. None are dark like you."
Jake laughed. "That's because I'm the American ideal, buddy. I got Chinese, Mexican, German and Irish on my mom's side. My dad has Dakota, Swedish and Polish on his side. My body is the American melting pot in all it's glory."
With that, Jake moved back and did a one armed handstand. His muscles pulsed as he pushed his body up. "Take a good look America, and tremble with envy."
Jamie laughed out load. He thought Jake was super cool already. Eric laughed too, but then he gave Jake a shove off the dock. He then turned and said, "Jamie, race you to the shore." He then dove into the lake like a speeding bullet.
"Fucker!" sputtered Jake as he splashed up in the water. Jamie watched as the college boy swam after Eric who was laughing hysterically as he neared the shore. Eric positioned himself on the shore and waited for Jake to get there. "Come on, bitch." he laughed. "Think you can take me?"
Jake approached the shoreline and leapt at Eric. He tackled him into the water, and both college boys wrestled furiously in the water laughing the whole time. "Jamie! Come and protect me from this faggot. He's gonna rape me," called Eric.
Jamie was giggling on the floating dock. It was weirdly erotic to him. He felt funny feelings running in his body and mind. Eric was so beautiful in his boxer style speedo, his golden skin wet and glorious. Now this new muscled adonis was on top of him, with his dark skin flexing and stretching.
Jamie noticed that Jake was wearing what must have been one of Eric's traditional speedos. The skin on his thighs below the tiny speedo were not as dark and tan as the rest of his body. Jamie also noticed the prominent bulge in the front.
Jamie realized that his own penis was beginning to resurrect as he watched the college boys fight. "Oh no! Not again," he thought. So he dove in the water and swam to Eric. He hoped the cold water would be a preventative to another uncontrollable stiffy.
"Jamie to the rescue," he yelled as he tackled Jake from behind. Jake's back was massive. He was built like an ice cream cone, ripped shoulders cascading in a V down to his chiseled ass. His brown skin glowing in the wetness.
Jake rolled over in the water so that Jamie was sitting on his crotch. Jamie could feel Jake's bulge cross his own. Jake reached up and began to tickle Jame, making him squeal. "Nice try, little man," said Jake.
And then it was Eric who tackled into the hog pile. All three boys were wrestling on the shore line and in the water. Jamie was happy to be on the bottom because his penis really wanted to salute the flag. Once they were untangled, and Jake and Eric had begun to exit the lake, Jamie swam out a ways to make sure his erection was under control.
Eric put his arm on Jake's shoulder as they walked up the bank. Jake returned the favor. "You coming, little booger?" called Eric. "Yeah. The water just feels so nice and cool after biking over here."
The three youths spent the rest of the evening grilling and joking around. Jake did handstands and cartwheels to entertain Jamie. It would be lying to say that Jamie wasn't impressed and rather turned on. To him, it really was like hanging out with some type of young super heros. Jamie kept having to keep it from his mind that not to long ago, he had seen both of them engaged in sexually pleasuring each other.
As the evening waned, Jamie felt himself getting sleepy. "Why don't you use the boathouse, booger? That way Jake's farting won't keep you awake," snickered Eric. "Fuck you, Eric," laughed Jake. "Your snoring sounds like a buffalo herd." Both college boys laughed and shoved each other at that.
"Okie Dokie," said Jamie as he wandered toward the boathouse stairs. "See you guys at 5am." "Nighty-night," said Eric in the last rays on the sunset. "Sleep tight," said Jake. And then both college boys giggled.
It was just before midnight when Jamie woke up. He had to pee. There was no toilet in the boathouse. There was one in the cabin, but he didn't want to wake up Eric and Jake. Quietly, he walked down the steps of the boathouse and wizzed in the bushes. He then wandered over by the dock and starred up at the stars.
After a bit, he turned to look at the cabin. It was dark, but he sensed a light in the room where Jake and Eric were. He wondered if they were at it again. His youthful curiosity got the better of him. Silently he crept behind the cabin to the window of the room where he knew Eric was staying. He heard noises.
Eric's room had a lamp light on. Jamie could see in, but they couldn't see him if he kept his distance. He heard moaning noises.
He couldn't see as much as he'd like to. But he could see that both college boys were aligned with each other's crotches. He could hear slurping sounds. Jamie could make out heads bobbing back and forth into each other's groins. "Mmmm, Mmmm," sounds were being emitted by both Eric and Jake.
This went on for at least another 5 minutes before each boy apparently got their mouths filled with something. Then they repositioned themselves into a cuddle. Jamie could hear kissing sounds.
"Dude, you suck me off better than any girl ever does," he could hear Jake say. "I love your cock," responded Eric. Jamie could hear giggling as Jake and Eric caressed each other.
"I'm sorry that it's been so long, bro," Eric said. "Almost two years," replied Jake. "I don't want our friendship to end just because we're off in college. I've hated it that it's been so long to be face to face...or what we just did."
"It won't," said Eric. "We've been friends since elementary school. Friends with benefits since our Sophomore year. I don't want a good thing to end."
"I want you to fuck and suck me until I'm married, ...maybe even after that," said Jake. "Back at you, bro," said Eric.
Jamie was stunned at what he was hearing. Was Eric gay?!?!?! He listened more...
"Too many chicks I know wont let me do anal with them," said Jake.
"That's because your so thick," replied Eric. "But they don't know what they're missing."
"I love it with babes, but I need it in the ass, too. I'm more bottom than I am a top. It's a good thing that half the gymnastics team at the U of M are gay or bi-curious."
"Don't worry, bro, I'll fuck that perfect ass of yours as much as you'd like this summer."
"Luv ya, bro," said Jake. Jamie could see him lean in for a kiss.
"Luv ya back," said Eric.
Jamie was left speechless. He was also left with a painful erection. He also felt how wet the front of his shorts were. He had no idea why so much of that came out of him. Silently, he walked to the shoreline. He leaned up against a tree, pulled his shorts down and furiously jerked himself. He grunted silently as he came. He could hear his boy spurts splashing into the water softly. With that, he wiped his hand on the grass and returned to his room to think and sleep.