Summer Fever

You’re beautiful. I loved it.”
    I lifted my head and examined his face. He was smiling at me with such a warm, open expression. He deserved better than me. “I’m cute.
    You’re the beautiful one.” He opened his lips to speak and I put my finger on his mouth to forestall him. “You don’t know how handsome you are, do you?”
    “Sometimes what’s inside makes us more beautiful,” he said.
    I worked my ass around him. “Then I guess I hit the jackpot.” He laughed a little breathlessly. I felt breathless too as he began to harden inside me again. I’ve gone in for some marathon fucks at orgies before, but I’d never felt a man’s cock get hard inside me. And with Russ, I knew it wasn’t just the general horniness of a sex party. This was for me, J.D.
    It was startlingly thrilling and kind of an honor. Of course, I couldn’t betray that to him. “Do I get you hot?” He slipped his hands under my cheeks and squeezed them hard, pressing my buttocks tight around him. “What did you say when I first walked up to your car?”
    Vaguely I remembered. “Something about letting you do what you wanted to me.”
    “I thought that was it,” he said smugly. “Hang on for the ride.” This time it was rough and fast. He turned me on like no one I’d ever met and I was eager for him to fuck me again. It turned into a wild, intense fuck, with me sucking on his tongue like I was trying to get all of him inside me. He belonged inside me. He fit perfectly.
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    This time he came first, with a loud cry. I knew I was going to have bruises tomorrow, he was holding me so tightly. When I grabbed for my cock, he pushed my hand away and closed his hand around it, jacking me expertly. I came on the second stroke, echoing his cry, exploding over his shirt and stomach for the second time.
    He sounded contrite. “Damn, you’re gonna be sore. I should have pulled out.”
    I bent my head to give him a kiss. “Don’t worry about it, that was hot.
    I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.” My fingers were still locked behind his head when he put his hands up to loosen them. “You can let go now,” he said.
    “Damn,” I sighed. “That was fantastic.”
    “We can do it again,” he offered.
    “Not right now, I’m thrashed,” I said hastily. I leaned against him. He was comfy, a good pillow. I could definitely get a nice nap leaning on that.
    “Come on, babe, let’s clean up.”
    “Nooooo….”
    I felt his body shake as he laughed. “Okay, leave it to me.” I started when I felt him move and he lifted me right up with him. He might be a little taller and a little more built, but I’m a full grown man and that was some feat of strength.
    I sighed as he set me on my feet and I clung to him. Somehow it didn’t feel so weird being naked now with him dressed. He held me and we just stood there pressed up against each other.
    “Shower or lake?” he asked.
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    “Lake.” I turned to walk out the door and he pulled me back.
    “Hang on there, naked boy, take a towel.”
    “Right,” I said stupidly. He wrapped a towel around my waist and I went down the path in a daze. I heard the screen door behind me and I knew he was following along.
    The cool water against my naked skin revived me. Underwater it was dim and green and sounds were muffled. I saw the splash when he jumped off the dock and then he was there in front of me. He kissed me underwater and we floated slowly to the surface as our tongues met.
    He broke away then and turned onto his back. His cock was limp and shrunken, lying on his thigh as he kicked lazily.
    I felt clean again and refreshed. And like taking a nap. I hauled myself out of the water and flattened out on the dock, lying on my front resting my head on my crossed hands. I watched him swim, catching a glimpse of the lighter skin of his ass every now and then as it broke the surface.
    Eventually Russ had had enough too and pulled himself out, wrapping a towel discreetly around his waist. He bent over me and kissed my cheek.
    “Hey, sleeping beauty. I have to get back to work. I’ll call you.”
    “Mmm hmm,” I said sleepily.
    He kissed my shoulder and then he was gone. I never even heard his car start up.

    THIS time when the phone rang I didn’t answer it. I hadn’t given Russ my cell phone number. Of course, he hadn’t asked.
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    I looked up the Seavers in the thin lake phone book. There was a