Summer Fever

like gangbusters? No, I’m okay.” I lifted up and swung one leg over him so I could sit on his lap facing him. I draped my arms over his shoulders and leaned forward to kiss him.
    “Mmm, that’s nice,” he said.
    His cock was rigid against his belly. So was mine, so I rubbed them together, rolling my hips against him. I could feel his arms tighten around me and his tongue swept over mine, probing my mouth deeply.
    I worked a hand between us, cupping his bulge. I could feel the heat of his erection, practically searing me through his jeans. I pushed away from him. “I want skin,” I announced.
    “Yeah,” he said, his voice kind of breathy.
    I worked his fly, anxious for a sight of his cock, while he unzipped me.
    With the position I was in, straddling him, he couldn’t work my pants down too far but at least my dick was out and throbbing for friction.
    He lifted up so I could shove his pants down his thighs.
    “That’s better,” I moaned as I pressed our cocks together. There’s something just so hot and masculine about two hard dicks rubbing against each other.
    He must have thought so too, because he slid his hands down the back of my jeans, cupped my cheeks in his warm hands, and pulled me tight against him.
    Our cocks were trapped between our bellies, and I rode him hard. The slide of our skin against each other made me pant for air. I couldn’t remember when a guy had got me so hot.
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    He held me kind of in midair and I could feel the ridges of his stomach under my dick. I was leaving a trail of precum over his skin and I bent my head to suck at his neck, wanting to mark him in some way.
    He bucked his hips under me and I felt one of his hands work in between us. I sighed loudly as he took us both in hand, squeezing tightly as I slid against him. He raised a thigh and rubbed it against my balls gently.
    I blew, erupting all over his shirt, jerking my hips as I came. I released his neck and groaned, straining against him. Our dicks were slippery with my cum and his hand was sliding faster as he thrust against me. I made my stomach hard and bore down against him to help him.
    He leaned his head back and closed his eyes, letting out a series of
    “ahs” as he came. He lay there with a little smile on his face and I just looked at him, wondering how he could be so open about letting me watch.
    At last he opened his eyes and turned his head to look at me without lifting his head. “You are one hot devil, you know that?” It pleased me, but of course I couldn’t let on. “Thanks, you’re not so bad yourself.”
    He raised his hand and licked at our combined cum, which was just…
    hot. “Dessert.”
    “Sorry about the spunk on your shirt. How’re you going to explain at home?” I figured it was time to find out something about him.
    “I do my own laundry,” he said. “I live with my brother and his wife and kids, but I have a separate apartment. Don’t worry, our secret is safe.” It pleased and alarmed me that he linked us that way. “I think I need a shower.”
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    “You got a whole lake to wash in,” he pointed out.
    I wasn’t ready to go skinny-dipping with him. The back porch of my parents’ cabin was already a little on the weird side for me. “I could really use a shower, with hot water and soap.” I got the feeling he was going to offer to join me, but he didn’t. “Well, I guess I should get going. I didn’t mean to stay this long to begin with.” Again, I thought he was asking for an invitation, but after I get my rocks off, I like my space. “This was nice.” He laughed. “Can I see you again?”
    Again, conflicting feelings chased through me, but I really wanted a chance at his ass. “I’ll be here for three weeks, folks, try the fish.”
    “I’ll pass on the fish, but I’d like a little more of you.” His hands released me and I stood up. My pants fell to my ankles, but my trusty boxers stayed up around my hips. I yanked them up and retrieved my pants, zipping up hastily. I felt a little more confident with my pants where they belonged. “Don’t you ever work?” His face looked a little hurt, but it was dark so maybe I was mistaken.
    “I’m on duty tomorrow. How about the day after?”
    “See you then.” I couldn’t stop the big grin spreading over my face and I thought, ‘I’d better be careful. Don’t want to get caught up in a summer fling.’
    He lifted his hips and pulled up his