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When I was in my late teens, I used to spend many a summer's day fishing for trout beside the river that circled around the outside of the town. My favourite spot was a 30 minute bike-ride from home, in a clearing down from the parking lot and bike path. It was great exercise getting there and back 3 or 4 times a week, kept me in good shape and put a healthy tan on my skin.

There were a number of regulars like myself who I would see from time to time and we were all on a somewhat friendly basis. We would always make eye contact and give a nod and a smile, and some would stop and make small chat about the weather or if the fish were biting. There was one older guy in his late 60's or early 70's who was a little friendlier and a little chattier than the rest. His name was Lawrence, but everyone called him Laurie for short. He would smile a great toothy grin and was quick to laugh at his own jokes, his eyes scrunched up behind his thick spectacles. His hair was salt and pepper and he wore a very thick bushy beard. Despite his age, you could tell he still had a lot of energy and life in him and he carried a little extra weight on his big frame. As it would turn out, I had a huge crush on Laurie and didn't even know it.

One day when I was out fishing, I heard Laurie call from the bike path. I turned around and saw him emerge from woods and walk down to the bank where I was fishing. I particularly loved this little spot because it was so secluded and private, hardly anybody else ever fished there and no one else would have a reason to be there. Without an invitation, he unrolled his blanket and set it down beside where I was sitting on the rock and made himself comfortable. "Catch anything?" he asked with a wide cheeky smile on his face.

"Nothing yet, but they've been nibbling at my bait all morning" I replied. Laurie often fished up the stream and I was kind of curious what he was doing down here, especially without his fishing rod, so I asked him. "I was bored and there was nobody else around. I saw you pass by on your bike earlier, so I dropped my gear off in my car and thought I would come down here and keep you company." What I had noticed about Laurie before, was that every time I talked with him, he was very "touchy-feely". He would put your hand in both of his, lay a hand on your shoulder or arm as he spoke...that kind of thing. This time as we sat and talked, he would put his big hand on my knee for emphasis, and then kind of leave it there a little longer than it should have been. I was a little uncomfortable....but in another way, I enjoy the contact and the excitement I was feeling. On one occasion, he gave my knee a little squeeze and blood shot up my leg and right to my cock making it twitch with excitement on arrival! He was so casual about it while my heart was racing, I didn't know what was happening.

I think he sensed this because he scooched over on his blanket and invited me to sit. For some reason, I just put down my fishing rod and silently complied. As I nervously arranged myself beside him, he asked me if I was bothered by his touching. "No, not at all" I managed to stammer, not know what or how or why those words escaped my lips. "Good" he said "I've been watching you for quite some time now Jay. You're a very handsome young man. Lie down on your back. Relax, you're in good hands with me. If you want me to stop, all you have to do is say so. Now close your eyes." I did as I was told, stretching out on the blanket, quivering nervously as I awaited what was to come.

After a few moments, he gently placed a hand on my flat stomach, softly rubbing me before slipping it under my shirt, pushing the fabric up and exposing the white flesh underneath. The summer air was warm against my skin. With slow deliberation, he inched back down until his hand reached the waistband of my shorts until I could feel his fingers start to run through my pubic hair. I was hard as a rock, my penis fully engorged and straining against my cotton briefs. Laurie's breath was hot and moist as he exhaled before placing a wet kiss on my belly button. I squirmed with delight and excitement under his administrations.

I lifted my head up slightly to get a look at this handsome old man kissing and licking my skin. He was kneeling next to me, one hand in my underwear with the other stuffed down the front of his trousers, stroking his cock. As if he could read my inner thoughts, he reached down deeper and fished my cock out from the leg of my shorts, gripping it firmly between his fingers and thumb, stroking it up and down. Our eyes met for a moment and he asked if I was enjoying this and if I would like to go further. "Yes!" I said.

With my enthusiastic encouragement, he straightened up and began to unbutton his plaid shirt. I sat up and started undoing the buttons from the bottom, eager to help. He smiled at me as we worked together. His belly was big, round and hairy, a very masculine figure of a man. I pulled my shirt over my head to match him. He pulled me up so we were both standing, facing each other. I closed my eyes and tilted my head forward, lips slightly apart giving him all the invitation he needed. He kissed me passionately, tongue probing into my mouth, searching for mine, fighting mine as he held me in his arms. Our bodies crushed into each other, I could feel his erection grind into my groin.

He put his thumbs down my waistband and pulled my shorts and briefs down to my knees, freeing my cock from their confines. I fumbled anxiously at his belt before undoing the button of his trousers and unzipping the fly. We broke our kiss, taking a moment to examine and admire each other and then stepped out of our pants. He took me by both hands and guided me back down onto the blanket where we reengaged our mouths. I sat down in his lap, straddling him as we kissed, his hands all over my back. I looked down and saw what was the most erotic thing I had ever experienced before. His cock was beautiful. It was much thicker than mine but about the same six inches, but his was hooded in its foreskin where mine was not. I took it in my hand and peeled it back exposing a purple head, stroking it up and down in the same way I did to myself almost every night. Laurie moaned with pleasure and I was so happy that he was enjoying me touching him as I was to touch him. He reached between us and took my cock and his with one hand and rubbed them together. What a feeling! We kissed like this for a few minutes, oblivious to anything else in the world.

"Please, please put it in our mouth for me Jay" he said. I had never done anything like this or even thought that I someday might, but I had watched girls do it in XXX videos. I repositioned myself on my knees in front of him, looking at his cock as I stroked it. He was much bigger than I had originally thought and doubts about whether or not it would fit in my mouth crept into my mind. I didn't want to disappoint him, but wanted to please and impress him. I looked up and our eyes met again and I felt reassured by his gaze and his kind smile. I licked my lips and then lowered my open mouth over the head. He braced himself on the blanket and was thrusting his hips, driving his thick member ever deeper into my mouth. My mouth was entirely full of him yet he pushed deeper still. Spit was running down the shaft as I stroked the base with my fingers and my lips ran down as far as I could go and then pulled back up again. "Oh yeah! That's it Jay! Just like that young man, just like that". I worked on his cock with feverish delight. As I built up the tempo of my stroking and sucking he lifted my head up, making a wet popping sound as he pulled out of my mouth. "You're a natural Jay! But I think I can teach you a thing or two. Come up here."

He guided me so that my cock was pointed directly at his face. He got on his knees and placed on hand on my balls and the other on my firm ass cheek. "Now pay attention, you should never forget the scrotum." With that said he began licking all around ball sack, straight up the soft middle divide, and then he took one testicle in his mouth with a great deal of suction, pulling at the tightened little guy until it came away from where it had ridden up before letting it go. Oh my sweet Jesus! My knees almost buckled under me. He repeated the motion with the other and again I nearly lost my balance. Laurie finally did what I had hoped he would and took me into his waiting mouth. My cock slid between his wet lips all the way down to the base. My pubic hair meshed with the hair on his beard. It was true, I had much to learn from this sexy senior. He pulled back to the tip and then slurped me back up again. The rhythm was slow at first and then started to build. And build. And build. I couldn't hold on any longer. "I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum" I panted. Still, Laurie got faster and faster. I couldn't keep it in any longer and with one big thrust I blew my load into his mouth! I had never cum like that before! After the first big explosion he pulled his mouth off my shooting cock while stroking my penis with one hand and my massaged my balls with the other. Stringy ropes of cum shot out landing on his hairy chest and collected on his fingers around my member. Finally as my orgasm subsided, he wiped his hands on the blanket and laughed with delight. "Was that nice?" he asked. I caught my breath and lowered my lips to his, my kisses were my thanks.

"I hope you were paying attention to what I was doing, because now it is your turn." He stood up with his cock dangling out in front of him with all it's glory. It was at that time that I noticed that it was a deeper colour than his untanned crotch. As instructed, I knelt before him and took his cock with one hand and his low hanging scrotum with the other. His pubic hair was salt and pepper like his head. I held his penis up with one hand, leaving the balls unprotected and licked him as I was licked. I sucked in a testicle and tongued it all over in my mouth before pulling back, letting it pop out. Again and again I did this, stroking his shaft and licking it like a popsicle. Laurie let me know the time for games was over when he took his penis from me, stretching the foreskin back and gripping it at the base. I looked at it in admiration in its full size and meatiness. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue" he commanded. There was a devilish grin on his face like I had never seen before and I became instantly aroused again. I did as I was told, both hands at my side kneeling before him. "Are you going to suck this good? Are you going to make your Master proud?" I nodded with all eagerness. I was his completely to do with as he pleased.

With that, he slapped his cock against my tongue and lips. A couple of quick slaps at first and then a few whammers against each cheek. "Good. Very good, young man. Open wide and suck." I went at it like a hungry dog. I took as much as I could into my mouth and then tried to fit more. He encouraged me with a hand on the back of my head, pressing me further when I thought I was as far as I could go. To my credit, I didn't gag, but fought past until I was finally buried to my lips in his thick, heavenly pubic hair. He guided my head back and forth in a growing rhythm. I used one hand to stroke it back up and down in time with my lips. He was nearing climax now and so he pulled my hand off and took my head between his. Laurie's hips were doing all the work now, I just tried to keep my lips tightly wrapped around his shaft as he pushed in and out with growing urgency. Laurie let out a huge groan as he pulled my head away and started jacking himself off so fast his cock was just a blur before my eyes. And then he came in a giant flood of cum across my face! I was startled and flinched back as the first stream of cum shot hit me on the forehead and down the length of my entire face down to my chin. Another big long one went off to the side, some landing on my shoulder and chest. Laurie shoved his cock back into my mouth as the last spasms of his orgasm were spent. I sucked at the head, tasting a man's semen for the first time. He collapsed next to me, pulling me down and wrapping me under one arm as we shared the pleasure together, kissing each other, tasting cum on our lips.

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Before I get anymore in depth, let me describe myself and my nieces. I am Matt, 25, 6’4” and of average weight. I have blue eyes and brown hair and try to keep in shape by working out every other day. My oldest niece (Olivia) is 16 years old, blonde hair, green eyes and skinny weighing about 125 pounds and probably 5’10”. She is on the cheerleading squad and def has the figure for it. My other niece is Liz and she is 11 years old. She is 4’10” brown hair, brown eyes and about 80 pounds. Both...

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My Hot Day Fishing

I'm a 48 year old male, who loves to fish. Less than a quarter mile down the road from my home is a stocked river which is generally packed with like minded folks on the weekends. The road on which I live crosses the river via a thirty foot long two lane country bridge. There are low leaning trees on either side which along with the bridge itself cast a cool quite shade on the cement footings twenty feet below the roadway. This is my usual afternoon get away during the week, as I have it all to...

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A Little Fishy Gone Fishing ch 1

Kyle Richardson came from a very conservative family. The open-minded, free-spirited women he dated in college would have been considered sluts in his parent's eyes. But he didn't care what they thought. Kyle was born with good looks and knew how to charm the ladies. He would much rather have an experienced woman that might teach him a thing or two than a virtuous virgin any day.He'd had his fair share of conquests. One-night stands. Friends with benefits. He even had a few long-term...

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Fishing

A while ago, my son asked if he could go fishing with his friend Laurie and her mother. I had met Laurie before, a very cute blonde haired girl the same age as my son. I thought it was odd going fishing with her and her mom and I asked him about that. He told me that Laurie’s mom was a real outdoorsy type. She loved camping, hiking and fishing.  The day after his fishing trip, he told me more about their fishing adventure and about Stephanie and how “cool” he thought she was. He went on and on...

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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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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 k**s 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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Gone Fishing

Gone fishing and getting treated as a sissy It started on a weeklong fishing trip when I was 19 years old with 6 of my friends. After we got to the lake and set up camp it was time to grab the beer coolers and the fishing poles for a couple of hours of intince worm drowning. When it started to get dark it was time to quit and head back to camp for food when we got there it was time to figure out who was going to be the camp BITCH! (all the cooking and cleaning) and since Jim's...

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The Fishing Trip

Sissy and I grew up in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. We were like most kids in the world, a happy family. We were blessed with loving parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles. I don't really have any bad memories as a child, except for one. When my sister was four and I was five, our mom died. It was unexpected. We were just a couple of kids playing in the bathtub, me with my plastic police boat, and Sissy with her floating frog. Her frog was always the sea monster that sunk my police boat....

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Fishing

I was born into a family that loved fishing. To be more specific, my older brother Drake and father Alvin were crazy about fishing. They tried everything in their power to get me hooked on this terrible hobby, but I simply hated it. Fortunately, my mother Rose was my protector in this regard, and although small of stature she was not to be messed with.Much to Alvin’s regret, I was a real ‘indoors’ kind of guy, something he and Drake found very hard to understand. I also think my smaller...

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BECOMING THE SECRET FISHING CAMP PRINCESS

BECOMING THE SISSIFIED FISHING CAMP PRINCESS!!!!!!!! Between being raised by a strict single parent mother, and living far out the boondocks of a small remote New Hampshire country town, my life was different than that of the other town boys.. Yes homework and then houseword were all I ever seemed to be doing. By fully LEGAL age 18, I was a good three to four years younger in mental developement as my mom was super protective of me, I was also still the physical size of most jr.high school boys...

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A Fishing Tail

A few years ago, I had been dating this girl, Linda, for a few months, and we had been getting along real well, but although she seemed to like me, we kissed, a little bit of tongue, that was as far as she had let it go. I was getting a little bit frustrated to say the least.One day I asked her if she would like to go fishing in my boat. I have a 23 foot Pro-Line cuddy cabin which is set up for off-shore fishing. To my surprise she said she had never been and she would like to try it. I picked...

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Fishing surprise

I got out of work at lunchtime and wife works til 6 so I hurried home lifted the fishing rod and went for a few hours fishing to my usual secret spot over at a small river 1 across fields behind my house, its a bend on river then enters a forest which is overgrown noone goes there so very private, I was fishing away and heard someone talking I went to see and could only see a dog so never worried and continued, I fished for around 10 minutes at that spot then moved down into forest part when I...

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Fishing Partner

My son has a cock that measures seven and three quarters in girth and ten and a half inches in length. I know. I measured it one evening as I playfully sucked his cock. Chris isn't actually my son. He is my husband's son. But, he has always called me mom.Today Chris is twenty-four and I'm forty-seven.Chris and I don't date. We are more like each other's booty call. We have an agreement that fits us well. I'm not saying we don't sneak off on occasions for a weekend getaway or something like...

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Who Are YouChapter 12 First Fishing Trip

Friday, July 20th, 2012 Today started like yesterday with more lovemaking until Carin fell asleep. I puttered around the house then went and bought some fishing gear, some drinks, and snacks for on the lake tonight. Carin had a nice cooler, so that was taken care of. I talked with Alan and he said he would release Christine to Jesus if my insurance agent released it too. I negotiated a price that I thought was fair for the vehicle and they sold it to Jesus for $900.00. That was about all it...

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The Fishing Trip

Introduction:A broken boat motor extended our five day fishing trip into one of idyllic isolation.I woke up to the sounds of my father having a bad dream, he was huffing and grunting as if he were fighting or working hard; it scared me because I never heard it before. I listened as he moved around on his bed for a few minutes, restless with the dream then he groaned a long sigh and fell silent. I laid awake on my side of the thin wall for a few minutes until I decided his dream was done then...

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Long Day of Fishing

I left home early after filling my mom in on my plans - Fishing with James and a couple of his friends, coming home and spending the night at his place, so as not to wake her up coming in. James, being the good kid she met at church, who was further approved by my aunt who knew him, had no problem letting me go out and spend the night. We were out on the river bright and early with lunch, beer, and fishing gear loaded into the flat bottom boats. It was a hot summer day and the river was...

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fishing freddie

We had just moved house,my mum nad dad and me and my younger brother,we had moved to a little village in the north of england 7miles from the nearest town.the first few weeks my brother and i were on school holidays so we went exploring our new surrondings.i was fifteen at the time and he was 13 and we were very keen fisherman which was lucky for us as we found we were very close to the river.after we had been there a week or so we decided to go fishing and as usual we got up at 5oclock the...

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Going Fishing

I put my fishing poles into my truck and walked back into the house to kiss my wife goodbye for the weekend. It was a friday afternoon and the k**s were at the neighbors house. As I walked up the stairs, my wife stood at the top. She stared at me as I reached the top, then she winked. I simply said, "I know what this means" and smiled. She reached for my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. She quickly locked the door behind us. She held me close and grabbed at my crotch. She whispered into my...

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Gone Fishing

GONE FISHING BY JANICE My name is Bert, I am fifteen years old and live with my mother who is pretty self-involved and usually has no time for me, so when our neighbor, Mr. Martin wants to take me fishing every so often, she is glad to get rid of me. I look forward to these weekends because I have more fun than I ever would if I really went fishing. This will be explained as the story goes on. Mr. Martin picked me up at nine am. It took us a little over an hour to get to where...

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The night we went fishing

It was the middle of summer after a long week of working we decided to spend the afternoon at her sisters house fishing, she had a pond not too far from her house. we were joined by her sister, her husband and their two sons, we spent the whole afternoon and into the night fishing catching mostly frogs which the boys enjoyed playing with. It was starting to get late and the boys needed to be in bed so they left leaving me and my wife who were still trying to fish but not catching anything.After...

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Fishing Fun

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...

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fishing trip with daddies

I am 18 , just turn last week, I work at National park for the whole weekendits a ice job, i go around in my golf cart helping people aroundI was lucky enought to be a fishing guide this summer so i get to fish and dont need to deal with garbage and cleaning of the parkthe group of older mixed guys in their 50s were so cool with me , I spent the day driking beer and fishing with themuntil it was dawn and all 4 were getting a bit drunk and weird with meslapping my little ass in my swimsuit...

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