I actually did know about this place on the river, maybe twenty miles or so north of town. It was primarily a summer resort kind of place comprised of several small cabins that were kind of scattered along the river bank, and one bigger building that housed about eight motel-like rooms. The rumor was that the owner was more interested in money, than in what actually went on behind the closed doors of his rental units, and there was a famous story around school about how a bunch of last years graduating seniors had rented the larger of the cabins, and partied on, big time. The story had gained near-legend status, with various accounts of the drinking, doping, and sexing that had allegedly occurred over that infamous weekend at the resort. Tim said it sounded perfect, and, with a slightly lecherous wiggle of his eyebrows, told me stop at the drug store on the north end of town. I parked, and he went inside, returning shortly clutching an ominous looking bag. Oh jeez, I thought, oh, jeez!
He climbed into the car, and leaned over the console, dropping his hand into my swollen lap, and groping my hard cock. "Now, let's go check out this place, Ryan......and....hurry, OK?" I shivered, his grip on my cock sending all kinds of chills up and down my spine, but quickly nodded, and got back onto the hiway, headed north. Tim kept rubbing, and squeezing my cock as I drove, and it was making me crazy with lust, as my mind raced with a million scenarios of just what was about happen. Finally, I grabbed at his groping hand, and pulled it off my tented crotch, and told him, "Oh man, you better chill with that, Dude, or I'm going to end up with seriously slimed undies!" He chuckled, but settled back into his seat, as he mumbled, "Uh huh...all that, and so much more!" I shivered again, letting my mind once more fill in the blanks of his meaning, and I became acutely aware of the wetness of my briefs.
We reached the riverside Shangri-La, and I eased into the parking lot, a fair distance from the office. Tim had decided that he should go in alone, and see about getting us a room, or whatever, without the old dude who ran the place seeing me up close. Even though his reputation was pretty loose, Tim didn't want him figuring me for being underage, and making it more difficult for him to obtain the rental, so I sat in the car, my cock so hard that it very nearly hurt where it poked at the stiff denim of my jeans. I really wanted to adjust its position, but was actually afraid that if I so much as touched it, it might just go off. I suddenly realized that I was breathing in these tiny, and rapid little intakes of air, and I could literally feel my heart beats in my chest, and I inhaled a deep gulp of air, holding it, then, letting it out slowly. Man, I thought, I am, like, nervous as a cat in a room full of rockers. It wasn't so much that I was nervous about what was happening, I wanted that more than anything, it was just that the deliberate steps it was taking to get us there, was quite a leap from my more spontaneous experiences of the last few days. Quite a few barriers had fallen rather quickly for me, and somehow, I just knew that a few more were about to crash, as well. That, I decided, was exactly the problem, it was the wanting, and the damned waiting, that was making me jumpy. This must be how a virgin bride feels, as the limo pulls away from the wedding reception, whisking her to her bridal bed. I broke my reverie, and felt my cock throb even harder, as I spotted Tim walking toward the car, twirling a key in his hand. He slid into the car, a Cheshire-cat like grin on his cute face, and said, "The cabin down on the end, there, Ryan....number seven, in case you're superstitious!" I giggled nervously, and steered the car toward cabin seven.
I parked on the far side of the small cabin, putting the building between the car, and the hiway, just on the outside chance any of my friends happened by and recognized my car. It's a pretty small town, and I really didn't need to field any questions about what I was doing here at the infamous resort. Tim grabbed his small drugstore bag, and we opened the door, and I crossed one more threshold in my life. Inside, Tim pushed the door closed, and locked it, then, slipped his arms around me, pulling me close to him, as he leaned back on the door. My rock hard cock pressed against his thigh, and I could feel his own poking at my abdomen, as he covered my hungry mouth with is own, his tongue invading my open mouth. We kissed, our tongues lashing back and forth together, and his hands moved over my back, then, down, to cup the cheeks of my butt. He broke the kiss, and nuzzled my hair, as his hands gripped the melons of my ass, and I humped my erection against his thigh.
After some soft moaning and huffing, he let go of my butt, and slid his hands up under my tee shirt, his fingers moving over my bare chest, and nipples, sending chills down my spine. "Lift up your arms, Babe." He said, and I did it, as he dragged the shirt over my head, and dropped it to the floor. He pushed me away slightly, and I watched his lust filled face, as he let his eyes roam over my bare torso. His hand moved over my chest, the fingers tweaking my small nipples into stiffness as he watched, and he mumbled softly, "Oh yea....so smooth and pretty....you're so perfect, Ryan." I shuddered, my nipples sending small electric jolts straight to my balls every time he moved his fingers over them, and I felt my knees shaking, as I held onto his broad shoulders. His free hand slid down over my stomach, and I started slightly at the contact, another jolt of electricity stabbing at my balls. He ran his fingers softly over my lower tummy, moving them from side to side, creating a constant series of small jolts in my tingling balls. His fingers fumbled with the button of my jeans, and he got it open, before sliding my zipper all the way down. My jeans gapped open, and his fingers slipped inside, then, down, and over my rampant cock. I groaned, and he closed his fingers around my rock hard shaft, moving it up and down slightly, as I groaned again, seriously afraid I would cum inside my very damp briefs.
He seemed to sense my eagerness, and he let go of my cock, dropping his fingers lower, to gently push my aching balls around inside my snug sac. He kind of sagged his body lower against the door, and I groaned, as his warm, wet tongue suddenly flicked at my right nipple, light little flicks back and forth over the firm little nub. He moved, and licked at my left nipple then, and I groaned again, as he captured it in his lips, and sucked it gently. "Oh God....Tim....oh, man...!" I uttered, my fingers twining into his soft hair, as he moved across my chest, licking and sucking my nipples, all the while jostling my balls with the other hand. Suddenly, he was gone, and I started, desperate to feel his lips on me again, and I realized that he had dropped to his knees. I held onto his head with both hands, as he tugged my jeans down my legs, and lifted my feet to remove them. He pushed my jeans away, and I felt his hands moving up the insides of my thighs, my skin suddenly hot, and tingling, as he slowly moved his fingers over my thighs between my knees, and my overcharged balls. He leaned back slightly, and I looked down, watching him, as he gazed hungrily at my granite hard cock throbbed obscenely against the front of my small briefs. "Oh fuck, Ryan!" he muttered, "Jesus....so damn sexy....so hot....!" I reflexively flicked my hips slightly, my cock scant inches from his sweet face, and I groaned, as he leaned forward, and closed his warm, moist mouth over my cotton covered erection. "Ummm....oh....!" I sputtered, feeling the heat from his breath warming my pulsing cock, and groaned even louder, when he moved lower, and captured my plump ball sac in his open mouth. His warm breath flooded over my balls, and I felt dizzy, so intense were the new sensations that he was providing.
He moved again, and I felt his fingers grab at the elastic of my briefs, as he pulled them away from my body, then, down, as he slid the small garment off my legs, and feet. My steely hard cock sprang free of confinement, and poked straight out from my groin, nearly stabbing Tim in the eyes, as he lifted his head back to center. He looked up at me, my eyes briefly locking with his, then he lowered his hungry gaze to my boner, and I saw his tongue pass over his lush lips. "Oh, Ryan...baby.....so fucking perfect....beautiful...!" he mumbled, and I flexed my cock, watching, as it danced enticingly in front of his face. He just stared at it, not moving at all, and several seconds ticked away, then, he moved his head forward, until his soft tongue lapped over the leaking head of my cock. I groaned, my balls jolting strongly, and he licked me again, before closing those velvet soft lips behind the head of my dripping tool. He sucked gently, as he moved his head forward, slowly, Jesus, so damn slowly, taking the length of my cock inside his warm, wet, mouth. "Unggg.....fuck.....!" I growled, and Tim moved that magic mouth back and forth on me, sucking me, as his tongue twirled against the underside of my shaft. His hands moved, one going to my gently swinging ball sac, and cupping it gently, as the other hand moved behind me, and rubbed over the globes of my ass. I bit my tongue, willing myself not to explode, as Tim continued sucking me out of my mind, and working my balls, and my ass. I gasped loudly, when I felt his fingers dip into the cleft of my ass, and move deeper, until his finger prodded at my tight pucker. He probed firmly against it, and moved his fingertip in tiny circles against it, and I pushed myself up on my toes, small, and very bright lights popping in front of my eyes.
Just when I was sure I couldn't stop myself from blowing, Tim suddenly stopped, and rose quickly to his feet, scooping me up in his arms, and carrying me over to the big bed in the center of the room. He laid me on the bed, and stood looking down at me, as he quickly got naked, and stepped up to the edge of the bed. I gazed at his incredible body hungrily, and rolled onto my side, my hand going out to grip his thick manhood. I stroked the turgid stalk a few times, as Tim thrust his slim hips forward at me, and I stuck out my tongue to lick the smooth head of his cock. He groaned, and I quickly slid the whole thing into my hungry mouth, his awesome taste flooding my senses, as I felt the spongy soft head bump my throat. Oh man, this was it, I thought, this, is what I was born for. I sucked him hungrily, drooling from the corners of my stuffed mouth, and tugged at his big balls with my fingers. I could taste his slightly bitter precum oozing over my tongue, and it only made me want more, the real deal. I swallowed his entire length, the thickness of it puffing out my cheeks like a squirrel, and his hands gripped the sides of my head. I felt his shaft spasm slightly, and more of his acrid fluid entered my mouth, and I swallowed around the fleshy tube that filled my mouth. Tim backed away, and pulled my head off his heavy cock, then, dropped onto the bed beside me, holding me, as he rolled onto his back, and pulled me on top of him. I nuzzled into him, my aching cock pressed against his, and his hands gripped the twin globes of my ass once more. We humped against each other, both lost to the passion, and I lowered my face to kiss him. Our tongues invaded each others tonsils, as we gurgled and made funny groans against each others mouths, and he jostled under me a little. I heard the sound of the paper bag, as he fumbled with it, and its contents, his tongue still buried inside my mouth. Our mixed saliva wet our mouths, and chins, and drooled down onto his chest, and I felt his hands back on my ass. He squeezed my firm cheeks, and ran his fingers inside my crack, once more touching my core. I groaned around his tongue, as he separated my cheeks with his fingers, spreading me, and working his fingertip over my little hole.
Suddenly, he rolled me off him, and pushed me onto my stomach, as he rolled half on top of me, scooting lower. I yelped, as he gently nipped at my butt with his teeth, then, licked me all over. I groaned, blown away by the sensation of him licking, kissing, and nibbling all over my ass, and gasped loudly, when his wet tongue suddenly pushed into my crevice, and stabbed directly at my little pucker. "OH....shit.....ohhhh.....!" I cooed, my mind reeling with the realization of what he as doing...licking...me...oh God....licking....tonguing....my....asshole....! Fuuuuuuck.....that is fucking unreal....incredible...Jesus....! My mind raced, and Tim continued his unbelievable magic on my most private spot. He hooked an arm under me at my waist, and lifted, so that I pulled my knees up some, under me, and I felt his fingers grip my ass, spreading me open, as he once more drove his tongue against my hole, then harder, until it suddenly broke through the resistance, and slid inside me. I grabbed at the bedspread with my fists, my mind spinning from the unreal sensations, at the very idea of it, as Tim drilled that tongue into me, moving it in and out, as his hand closed around the hanging ball sac between my legs. I groaned, over and over, my blood pounding so hard at my temples that I worried they might explode.
He tongued me a while longer, and I felt my aching cock awash in a veritable pool of my drooling precum underneath me, then, he withdrew, and I felt the wetness of his tongue once again lap at my upturned butt cheeks, and the backs of my thighs. My whole body was one huge sensation, singing with feelings I'd never imagined, and I yelped slightly, when I suddenly felt something cool, and wet, cover my wrinkled opening. "Easy, Babe.....just stay like that...!" Tim muttered, and I felt his fingers, wet now, slip back inside my cleft. I shuddered, as he flicked the fingers over my core, and again, then, pressed into me, as he said, very softly, "Relax now, Ryan.....just....relax it all.....go all soft for me, Babe....!" I shuddered again, and exhaled all of my wind into the pillow, as his finger....oh Jesus...his finger...pressed....again....harder....oh.....fuuuuuuck.....aggg....in me....shit....his.....finger...is....ummm....fucking.....IN ME....! I thought...holy shit....aggg...hurts some....jeez......ahhhh....my mind spinning, as Tim slowly, and steadily, worked his finger inside my scalding asshole. "Oh yea, babe....good....yes.....oh God....yesss...." he chanted, and I felt his finger sink deep inside me, then stop. I panted into the pillow, making weird gurgling sounds, as he wiggled the finger inside me, then slowly, oh fuck, slowly, withdrew it. He paused again, then, slid the whole thing back into me once more. Oh man....ok....jeez....better now....kinda....good, actually....I thought....amazing....really...fucking.....amazing....! He worked in and out, finger fucking me into a lather, as sweat ran off of my forehead, and I uttered a steady chant of gurgles. "Good....oh yea.....now.....here...." he muttered, and suddenly his finger probed over....something...oh shit....that's....just....too....fucking.....MUCH!" I shouted at myself in my head, as my balls lurched so strongly, I thought for sure I had ruined them, and my cock literally erupted, untouched, spewing what felt like a quart of my molten cum all over the bed beneath my shaking body.
Tim stayed with my orgasm, his finger just continuing to rub that spot inside me, as I convulsed a half dozen strong jets of cum, then, collapsed totally, spent, and shaking all over. I felt him slip his finger out of me, and suddenly I felt empty, and cold, and I wanted it back. "Oh my God!" I stammered loudly, gulping in air, as the sweat poured off me, "What the fuck....was....that?" I hissed, incredulous that anything could be so....total...so....jeeez....so......WOW! Tim planted several small, wet, kisses on my ass cheeks, then slid up to lie beside me, his arm going over my back to hold me, and replied, "That, my incredible, sexy, boy......is merely a....warm up....a teaser.... Of more....to come!" I shuddered, my mind reeling with the possibilities of.....more?....holy....shit!
(To Be Continued) Storyguy22@yahoo.com