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We both live in the same suburb so I stopped by his place early in the morning on the way to the boat ramp, Dane his 17 year old son had decided to come with me so he got in my car and off we went.

When we got on the water it was cool in the early morning sun, I had shorts on under track pants and a jacket on over a T shirt so I was okay but Dane had on jeans and only a T shirt so I lent him one of my spare jackets to keep warm.

As normal we headed out to slightly different spots on the bay about 2 or 3 kilometres apart with the aim to call each other if the fish started biting.

The morning was quiet and we only got a couple of fish. By lunchtime it had really warmed up so I took my track pants off and my jacket and put sun screen on. Dane had peeled off the jacket I had lent him and was complaining it was getting too warm. I suggested he drop his jeans off but he said he had forgotten to put on shorts under the jeans. I said fair enough but stop complaining about being warm if you forgot to be prepared joking with him. It wasn’t unbearably hot but he kept complaining and then he asked if I would mind if he dropped his jeans as he had boxer type trunks on, I said okay it didn’t bother me so in a flash he had his jeans off and was just in tight bright red Bonds trunks. Up until now he was just my mates son and I hadn’t even looked at him in any other way, but standing there in his tight red trunks he was really attractive. His ass was firm and almost a bubble butt and there was a reasonable size bulge in the front. I decided to just stop looking and get on fishing but I sensed he noticed me looking.

Fishing was slow and it was the same on Dane’s dad’s boat from a radio conversation we had had earlier so there was no incentive to move over to where he was. Dane and I were just talking general things when out of the blue he said he had seen my car several times on the way home from school parked in the carpark at a local park next to his school bus stop. Well this park was a beat I frequented in the afternoon if I left work early as there was a toilet block with a glory hole that was really active with all sorts of people and I nearly always ended up getting blown within 30 minutes of arriving. Obviously not wanting to tell him that I said yes I sometimes stop there to finish a phone call on the way home as the mobile reception at my place was really bad. He didn’t leave it at that and asked if I had ever gone into the toilets. I said yes a few times for a leak. He asked if I knew there was a hole in the wall between the two toilet stalls. Not wanting to totally lie I said yes I has seen that. He said he had seen it too. I wanted to change the conversation as I didn’t want to slip that I went there so I faked I saw a bite on my line and focussed on pretending to catch the fish. That worked and the subject got dropped.

It was now early afternoon, the water was calm and the nearest other boat was about half a kilometre away. I called my mate on the radio and he still wasn’t doing any better than we were, just a few bites but no fish. I suggested to Dane that we go over where is dad was just for something to do but he said no let’s just stick it out here for a bit more. He sounded a bit nervous but I said ok and I went over to the side of the boat and had a leak off the side. While I still had my back to him Dane blurted out that he had sucked me off through the hole, my head spun with panic, here is my mate’s son telling me he had blown me! I asked what are you saying and he said he had followed me into the toilet block about a week before and I had put my cock through the glory hole and he sucked it till I blew. I didn’t know what to say. I guess he sensed my panic and quickly said he really enjoyed it and would never tell anyone. I said okay. I started thinking if I could remember the instance but couldn’t exactly. Certainly I had had a few good blow jobs over the past few weeks through the glory hole but none that I could connect in any way to Dane.

He then got bold, I don’t know if he was just horny or he wanted to prove he was going to keep our newly discovered by me secret but he started to stroke his cock through his trucks, he was hard in seconds and the top of his cock poked through the waist band, it was glistening and wet with pre-cum. I was just staring and my cock was growing quickly too, he then moved over to me and started to rub my leg sliding his hand up my shorts leg. My attraction to him took over and I let him pull my shorts down, drop to his knees and slide my cock into his hot mouth. He was amazing, his mouth was warm almost hot and he was running his tongue around the tip of my cock whilst bobbing his head up and down slowly taking more and more of my cock down his throat. I had to stop him quickly as I was going to unload and I wanted this to last longer than a blow job through a glory hole. He reluctantly stopped saying he didn’t mind if I cum and that he was close too as he had been wanking his cock. I said no and slowly eased his mouth off my cock, I reached down and grabbed his hand to stop him wanking and just rubbed his tight balls while he slowed down. I guess I had forgotten what it was like to be 17 and driven by the urge to cum.

We were just standing together now in my boat, me naked from the waist down and his trunks pulled down under his balls. His cock was flooded with pre-cum and I massaged his tip with my fingers with his own lube. He was really enjoying it and I was enjoying his reaction. I told him to sit on the boat seat and relax his legs to lessen the urge to cum. As he started to sit I pulled his trunks right down and off and his 5” cock was still as hard as a rock. I spread his legs, got down on my knees and started to lick his balls. From his balls I slowly ran my tongue up and down his shaft and then around the tip of his wet cock. He was squirming and groaning and my cock was throbbing with the pleasure I was giving him. I slid my mouth over his cock and slowly worked my way down swallowing him down to his balls. He was beside himself with passion now so I kept swaying his legs making sure he wasn’t stiffening to cum. He grabbed my hair and started pulling my head up and down, this 17 year old really knew what he wanted and I was helping him hold on. He cried out for me to stop, he too wanted to make this last and I guess he had realised he was past being able to hold on much longer. I slowed down and let him come down. His breathing slowed and I stopped. I got up, he stood up and we held each other for a few seconds, cocks touching. I bit him lightly on the neck and he said bite harder as his cock hardened again but I had to stop, I said how is it going to look him getting off my boat with love bites and we laughed. The secret would be out then that would be for sure!

We sat for a little while and talked about the beat. He asked if I had ever had anal, I said no and he said he hadn’t either. He asked if I could try putting my cock into him, I said I could try but maybe he would be better off working up to it over time as going from a virgin ass to a pounding from a 7” cock in one go might not be the best way to be introduced into anal. He agreed. I suggested that perhaps I just work my cock around the opening of his ass and maybe just put the tip in. He was so eager at that suggestion he dropped down onto his hands and knees. I got up behind him and slowly ran the tip of my cock up and down over his ass hole. My cock was wet with pre-cum so it was lubed, the sensation of the rubbing made my cock flood so it stayed wet. Dane really was getting into it pushing back against the tip of my cock each time it aligned to slide in. I was working my cock tip slowly into his ass, just putting it in and then pulling it out. From his movements I think he was enjoying this as much as I was, I slowly eased more of my cock in and he kept pushing back. Then just as I was about to start to slowly run my shaft in the radio sprang to life. It was my mate, Dane’s dad saying he was pulling anchor and coming over to us. I answered and said okay reluctantly, I could hardly say don’t hurry I’m fucking your son. Dane asked did I want to cum, I said I certainly do and he said if he didn’t he was going to have aching balls until I did. It would be about 10 minutes before his dad would get over to us so we both dropped to the floor of my boat in a 69 position and sucked. I wanted him to swallow but I also wanted to see my cum shoot all over him. I asked him how he wanted to cum and he said he wanted to see his cum all over me too. So it was decided we sucked like crazy, as I swallowed his cock I put my finger into his bum making him squirm. In a couple of minutes he was thrusting he couldn’t stop now and neither could I. We pulled our mouths off each other and started to wank. Dane shot first and to this day I have never seen a squirt like it. He shot a stream about a metre out of cock right into the air and down onto both of us. I shot seconds later as his hand strangled my cock from his own ecstasy, my cum squirted streams over his T shirt and onto the floor of the boat. We lay there panting for a few seconds but could hear the sound of an approaching boat. We got up, pulled up shorts and trunks, Dane quickly put his jeans back on and wiped up the obvious cum.

Dane’s dad was alongside my boat in about another minute, we talked across to each other and decided to call it a day. His dad turned his boat toward the ramp and headed in. Dane went and pulled up my anchor and we followed. As we headed in he was sitting in the seat next to me rubbing his hand up and down my bare leg and up into my shorts grabbing my cock and balls. Because of the noise of the motor we couldn’t really talk but actions were better than talk for me. As we approached the boat ramp he really started to work on my cock, he leant over and shouted above the noise and laughing asking how I was going to get off the boat with hard on.

As we approached the ramp I started to think about the last hour. How could a day have started off as a happy fishing day and ended up one of my hottest sex days since I was a teenager. The relationship between Dane and I had changed from being a protector and a friend to now being equal sex partners. My mind was awash with thoughts and emotions. For years I had wanted to re-live the horny times of my teenage encounters and today it all came back unplanned in a fishing trip.

I pulled up to the jetty, we retrieved our boats and headed off home. Dane went with his dad and brother and I went alone. All the way home I couldn’t get the afternoon out of my mind. I went over it time and time again in my head. I could still feel his hands on me and the feel of him on my hands. My cock was hard most of the trip home and my boxers were soaked in precum.

I eventually got home, put the boat away and went inside with my family.

I had just finished dinner and had taken a shower when there was a knock at the door. I went and opened it and it was Dane. I said come in, he was in his bike riding lycra which left nothing to the imagination underneath. I think this was the first time he had ever come around by himself and I instantly became a little nervous thinking perhaps he had second thoughts about the afternoon and was going to tell our secret. I nervously joked with him about not be able to stay away from my fun personality, he laughed and said no and that he thought he had left his good sunglasses in my boat and he needed them for the next day. I said no problem let’s go and look.

He said goodbye to my family and we went out to the garage where the boat was. I took the baot cover off and we both got in. Where do you think you left them I asked him? He then told the truth that he didn’t leave them but he wanted an excuse to come around and see me again and maybe finish getting my full cock up his ass. Wow this was risky but it sort of turned me on. I stopped looking for the sunglasses that weren’t lost and we talked. He said today was the best sex he had ever had and his cum almost blew his balls off. I agreed with him as I hadn’t cum that big and hard for years either. Eventually our talking turned to touching and I was stroking his cock through his lycra. I said we don’t have much time as my family will get curious and probably come looking to see if we are okay. He agreed it had to be quick but said he had come prepared. He had grabbed his big brother lube and all he wanted was to feel me all the way in his ass. I said okay but let’s be quick. My cock was already hard from rubbing his so I dropped my track pants and he pulled his lycra bike shorts down. He didn’t have any underpants on and his ass was so round and inviting. He passed me the lube, is spread some on my cock and then I covered two fingers with lube and eased them into his ass. He tensed at first and I could feel his muscles squeezing on my fingers but at the same time his cock was hard and he was wanking it. I pulled my fingers out and pushed the tip of my cock against his hole, I put my arms around his waist and eased my hips forward pushing my cock into him. He tensed again and started to moan, I had to put my hand over his mouth to keep him quiet. I eventually got balls deep into him and stopped. He was frantically wanking and asked that I bite him again like I did earlier so I bit the back of his neck and he blew a load all over my boat floor. I eased my cock back out of his ass my cock smothered in lube, precum and ass juice. It was so hot and my balls were aching.

He said sorry for cumming on my boat, I told him not to worry about that and that I was more concerned he wasn’t hurting from my cock. He said he had better go and I agreed. He then grabbed me around the neck and kissed me – that almost freaked me out but it happened so quickly I just kissed back and his embrace was gone. I walked him to his bike, he said sorry for leaving you horny tonight but made a promise that he would fix that next time we met. Well that happened the next day he was such a teenage sex dynamo.

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Well I only got one day off a week from my driving job. So to unwind in the peace and quiet use to go fishing at a Lake, but on this day the Lake was so busy that I thought I would go up the near by river for a change. I had fished hear a few times before, but had never had much luck there. I put up my equipment and as it was a bit over cast and rain was forcast I put up the bivvy tent to shelter in if the weather got to bad. I had been fishing for a couple of hours and had a lot of fish at...

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Fishing maids

This is a story of me and my friend fishing our Bengali housemaid. Let me introduce first, I am Anand and my friend’s name is Animesh. We are working in private sector. I was posted in Delhi and my friend was posted in Kolkata. Almost 6 months back I got transferred to Kolkata. My friend offered me to stay with him as he was staying alone in 4 BHK flat and I joined him. A maid (named Rucksana) use to come for cleaning (dishes and clothes) and cooking food for him. After 2 weeks she asked for...

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Fishing Neednt be Boring

Britain in the summer can on occasions be sunny and hot, contrary to popular opinion. It was on one such day, shortly after my 13th birthday that I had my first, and as I later found out illegal sexual encounter, although at the time I was unaware of technicalities like that. I had gone fishing down by a local river, and, like most young boys boredom had set in after half an hour of lack of bites. Pondering over whether or not to find some other activity on this sunny day, I was joined by a man...

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fishing story fictional but hope it comes true p

it was a nice warm day, i had just gotten up and decided to hit the lake for fishing and skinny dipping, as i got out the door, Sean the the delivery boy from the grocery store came up to me, and said what are you doing, going fishing i said, kool can i come, now Sean was really nice for a boy heading into collage, he was about two inches taller, but slim build like me, i said u off today he yeah for the weekend, mom says i can spend the weekend with you if it's okay, sure why not i said and...

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Fishing with jim

Its barley light and we meet at the dock and carry down a dozen different rods , and what seems like 20 pounds of the stinkiest bait .... And then there's the ice, sandwiches & beer (for you) dam salad , fruit and water for me. You look at me in my raggedy tee shirt and cut offs and your eyes say "really - that's it?" I go about stowing stuff neatly as you fire up the engines and soon we are out the inlet into the glaring, and already hot sun. A 25 minute run dead east and we are...

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Fishing for Genies

I stepped out of the shower and began drying off. My wife, Linda, was still asleep in our bed. That’s one big advantage of being retired; you can get up whenever you wake up. We hadn’t used an alarm clock in nearly a year. As I combed my hair, I unashamedly admired my body. At age 56, I looked like an Olympic gymnast, except that I was too tall and few gymnasts were as healthy and injury-free as I was. My body wasn’t the result of hours working out, although I did hit the gym three times a...

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Fishing Trip With Red

I closed the door to my camper pick up and hurried back inside the house. It was July in Missoula, but summer nights in Montana can still get pretty cold. I had jeans on but just a light shirt, so I was shivering. Inside, the aroma of coffee drifted to me. ‘Shit!’ I thought, ‘She must have heard me.’ I was sorry I’d awakened my wife, Jan, but I was grateful for the hot coffee awaiting me on the table. I kissed Jan’s deliciously night scented neck and apologized. “I guess you heard me closing...

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Fishing Buddies

I have always wondered what it would be like to suck on a cock, but I live in a small community where everyone knows your business. It all happened one day while out fishing with my long time friend Kevin. We were out in his boat drinking beer and wishing we were catching fish. After some time of no action we went back to shore and to the local tittie bar for a few drinks and a game of pool, then we decided it was time to hit the water again. An hour had gone by since the tittie bar and I was...

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Fishing for Cock

As dinner cooked, we drank freely and talked about our lives back in civilization. Turned out we were both sports nuts, had a passion for fine wine, and had attended the same college. Jake owned a sporting goods store in Colorado Springs that specialized in rock climbing and mountaineering equipment.As the booze took effect and we filled our bellies with the bounty of the land, the talk turned again to sex.“So your wife doesn’t fulfill you sexual needs?” Jake asked. “What’s that all about? You...

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fishing

Stratton is a town of about 17,000 founded in 1893, and growing more andmore as subdivisions were being developed fast. The street that once wasconsidered "The Main Highway" in town, was now one of 3 that come in andout, only this road saw maybe 6-7 cars travel on it within the week and thesame amount over the weekends. Back in the early days, it was the mainhighway that town's people travelled, to get to and from the neighboringcity - just a short two hours drive away. The road was your...

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Fishing Buddies

I have always wondered what it would be like to suck on a cock, but I live in a small community where everyone knows your business. It all happened one day while out fishing with my long time friend Kevin. We were out in his boat drinking beer and wishing we were catching fish. After some time of no action we went back to shore and to the local tittie bar for a few drinks and a game of pool, then we decided it was time to hit the water again. An hour had gone by since the tittie bar and I was...

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Fishing Trip part 1

Jesse was on just another fishing trip at the family cabin or at least that was what he thought on first impressions going with his friend Billy, “Uncle” Jack and his rather feminine friend he called Jasmine. He and Jasmine had often been romantically involved but she had most recently been dating his friend Billy and they were becoming very serious so he had no plans on changing that situation during this trip, which left him feeling the way he did.On the drive to the cabin, they stopped...

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Fishing Buddies

My wife and I enjoyed solcializing with friends from work and other activities around town. We were pretty happy with our friend situation. About 5 years ago my wife got a new co-worked Amy. Amy was married to Kevin around our age and no k**s. We invited them over got to know them a little better over dinner. Kevin and I talked about sports, cars, and work. We had a great evening. Just as we were finishing the night Kevin wanted to show me his companies web site. He put his thumb drive...

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Fishing For The Pocket Trout

(My apologies, Dear Readers. What once went by this title is now incorporated into SEVEN SEAS FOR FOUR, a family story (but not what rate it “family” in theaters). What follows is entirely a different story, one about a teacher. Unfortunately, however, I can’t update the genre codings on some websites that include me.) Let me establish one thing up front, no innuendo intended. Girls don’t care to talk about penises. Sure, we’ll beat around the bush -- whoops, no word play intended there either...

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Fishing For Fun

I love getting away from all the city stresses mainly by going for walks in the deep countryside. Away from the hustle and bustle of city life. Away from the noise and the pressure. As a family we would walk for miles but now, as the kids have grown and moved on, it’s just my wife and me out on these rambles. Normally that is, but this time she was shopping with her sister in the city so I was alone. I’d left the car in the car park, map in hand, and headed into the hills. After a couple of...

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The Little Fat Fairy and the Fucking Fungus

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen."Oh, Mr. Wankles! You just don't understand." The little fat fairy plonked herself down onto the dandelion pouffe, causing her skirt to fly up and reveal her rather substantial knickers."Ooo, purple lace today, Daisy," leered Mr. Wankles."Certainly is, young-fella-me-lad," she sighed."And what sort of a problem cannot be solved by purple lace knickers?" The gnome sat back in his cumbersome velour...

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The brain fungus

The nature all around us is wonderful ! It is so full of life, so full of gifts just laying there for you to pick ! Every forests, every lakes, every mountains can sustain your needs, if you know where to look ! It was Sara's case. The 25 years old blonde loved to walk and hike in the surrounding forests and hills of her hometown. By now, she could identified almost every birds, trees, flowers living there. She also had a very good knowledge about mushrooms, growing a lot between the logs and...

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Fuck A Cheerleader Fundraiser

Fuck A Cheerleader Fundraiser Let’s have a “Fuck A Cheerleader Fundraiser.” It was a ridiculous idea to say the least but it certainly got everyone’s attention when I said it during the meeting. The ladies on the committee were appalled and called me a sexist pig…and that was the most polite thing that I had heard. The men laughed but I knew that they all wanted to fuck one of those amazing young ladies as much as I did. Anyway the meeting was a shamble after that and it broke up with...

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The F4F Fundraiser

The F4F Fundraiser Our university has a preschool on campus for the children of our older students and our younger professors. The annual “F4F” Fundraiser covers the expenses and there is no cost for the parents of those children. The “F4F” Fundraiser was started by our Sororities with the financial help of our Fraternities. “F4F” stands for “Fuck For Five.” The full name of the fundraiser is: “Fuck the Sorority Girl, Student, or Professor of your dreams for five hundred dollars…all...

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School Fundraiser

School Fundraiser by Le Chat Author's note: This story was inspired by the drawings of Splyf ("Visitto the Restaurant", "Dolcett Palace", "Westworld",and others).  The story was written around Splyf's favourite charactersand was submitted here with his approval. "Welcome to Merle's Bar and Grill!  A table for four?"  The Malcolmfamily was greeted at the door by a nude waitress.  She looked very youngbut, as Brent didn't fail to notice, her slender frame was adorned with a pairof fairly...

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Fishing Buddies

Let me introduce myself, my name is Tom, and this is my introduction to sex in the 60s in a small town. My dad was killed in the Viet Nam War and Mom was left to raise me all alone. Mom and I were very close. We lived by ourselves, and she was a nurse at the local hospital, in the small town where we lived. Our house was located on the edge of town, surrounded by 50 acres of woods. By the time I was 13, I was a tall boy for my age; rather on the lean side with long thin fingers narrow...

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Renaissance Faire Fundraising

?GOOD AFTERNOON, LADIES,? began Sarah Nilsson, speaking with the measured tone of the career politician she wanted to be. The light chit-chat amongst the Student Council representatives subdued into silence, as a dozen pairs of eyes focused on the Council President,        ?We have one issue and only one issue today: the pool.? The handful of girls who hadn’t been giving Sarah their full attention immediately did so. ?I have just been informed by Headmaster McGregor that, effective May 15,...

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DoortoDoor Fundraising

DISCLAIMED        -        READThis is a work of fiction. None of the events depicted in this story should ever be attempted or recreated in real life, in any degree, for any reason. The legal council stated in this document may not be accurate, and should not be taken for fact. Replication of any of these events may result in fines and/or imprisonment. This work is copywrited by the author, Samsara. Any similarities to any person, place, organization and/or event are purely...

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Technology Malfunction

Technology Malfunction A Short Story By Maryanne Peters "Just because technology allows you to do it, doesn't mean you should do it." It was not the first time that Ashton had said the words to his friend Cody, but it seemed like it might just be the last time. He was on the gurney now. The surgery was less than an hour away, and Cody would soon be unconscious as the drugs took effect. "You don't understand," said Cody. "This is what I want. What I've always wanted. To be...

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Fishing for Fisher Part 1

Chapter One Conner Robinson was about to turn twenty-one years old, and his Birthday party was this coming weekend. Conner couldn't wait. His party was going to be huge and all of his friends and family would be there. Conner knew he'd get a lot of money and gifts on this landmark Birthday of twenty-one! Conner had a slim but athletic "swimmer's build", wavy light brown hair parted to the left, big blue eyes, and a million dollar smile. He was very cute in a sort of dorky way, not traditionally...

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