Down By The River

Greg and I were sunning our cold bodies on a large flat rock in the middle of the gently flowing river. We had waded against the current from half a mile downstream, and were both shivering from the long exposure to the cold spring water. The rock was surrounded by tall reeds, and could only be approached through the submerged gap between several boulders. We had stripped naked, lying belly down, top to toe beside one another with our shorts and T shirts draped over low vegetation to dry. Greg rolled over to apply sun block to his torso while I idly watched. He had a well-sculpted swimmers body, without the bony gawkiness of youth. When he finished the front, he rolled over again, and after adjusting his cock to his comfort, indicated that I should do the same to his back. No problem, I had done it before, we were on the same swimming team.

I applied the goo to his back and when I started on his legs he opened them so I could smear it all over. Whoosh! The sight of his oiled cock and smooth nuts between his spread thighs got my blood flowing and made my breathing shallow. I had never put sun block on him when he was naked and there were no clothing boundaries to mark forbidden zones, just his smooth bare bum and thighs … his body was hairless – another big plus for me in the turn on stakes. I tucked my now uncontrollable dick between my legs, dribbled the cream in a squiggly line down each bum cheek and spread it gently with my hand. "Whoosh" again a dilemma - how far should I spread it into the cleft between his ass cheeks? I squirted a stream of sun block into the cleft where his buns met, deciding to allow gravity overcome my problem, and watched it run down toward his balls, clamping my thighs down hard on my cock to stop it springing free to advertise my horny state. Why the shyness! I don’t know! Greg had jacked me off before. 

My heart pounded when he suddenly grabbed my arm, fearing that I had annoyed him with that final daring squirt of cream into his crack. He was on the alert though and signaled that I should be quiet and lie low, indicating the direction in which he had seen something or someone interesting with his chin. The disturbance turned out to be a guy and a young woman moving toward a secluded spot on the far riverbank unaware of our presence behind the screen of reeds. We could see them through a narrow gap between some boulders and the end of the reed curtain. One often saw fishermen out here, but never women so we were both curious. I had to practically lie on top of Greg to see the couple with my belly, across his left ass cheek and my cock almost touching his hip. 

The guy was walking and splashing in the shallows, taking swigs from a wine bottle, while the woman spread a rug and unpacked a picnic basket, and then sat down to relax and enjoy a drink of her own. Her man tossed his empty bottle into the river and to our astonishment, blithely stripped naked and sat down beside the woman on the rug. She was unfazed by his half erect naked dick, in fact it appeared as if she was quite tense with anticipation. 

Show time it was to be! The guy started to nuzzle her neck and fondle her tits, as she removed her skirt to reveal red panties with a dark moisture mark over her cunt. I could see the wet stain spreading as he worked the horny wench into a froth. In no time at all he had her remaining garments off with a finger inside her pussy while she squirmed and heaved, sucking at his mouth for all she was worth. She moved onto her side and raised a leg to allow him to replace finger with cock, which she was clearly wanting. What a girl, she took it up to the hilt with the first thrust.

Greg slid his hand under me and gripped my cock hard, which at this stage was pushing insistently against his hip. It was as hard as the rock upon which we lay, from the excitement of watching the orgy unfold across the water. He slowly moved onto his side, bum against my lower belly, changing hands on my dick, which he gently rubbed between his suntan lotion lubed ass cheeks.

The guy was fucking hard, his prick ramming in and out of the lady’s cunt like a machine, but she wasn’t complaining. All this was totally awesome for two guys still at school, who had yet to even see a blue movie. The woman turned to face the man and slid her pussy slowly back on to his dick; she was now doing the fucking, while he stuck first one finger, then a second into her asshole. I caught on fast, and started to finger Greg’s hole, prodding and kneading while guiding my cock further into his smooth oily crack. He did not complain either, probably too absorbed in the long slow strokes of his own hand on his now swollen dick, while ogling the naked couple through the reeds. 

We watched as the woman reached down pulled the cock out of her pussy and stuck it straight into her asshole. Greek style birth control, it seemed. Her lover went at her hard for a few deep strokes, and then fell back on the rug, clearly spent. Her pussy was open toward us, and we could see the cock still stretching her hole as she began to finger her clit; seems she wanted to come some more. 

By now I had my middle finger in Greg’s hole, using it as a guide for my prick, which was pushing hard against his ring. Something (his sphincter?) suddenly gave way and then quickly contracted, pinching my cock head and sucking it into his ass. The feeling was great and I desperately wanted more. Greg did too, pushing back against me which forced my about to explode member deeper into his tunnel. He began to move his hips forward and then back, thrusting harder and longer as he came closer to orgasm. I lay still and made my cock 100% available, watching it slide in and out of his ass which soon brought matters to a conclusion for us both. 

He came first and I watched his stream of boycum squirt out across the rock; my torrent soon followed and flooded inside his hole in a hot gushes that I could feel washing around my cock head. My final thrust aided by the extra lubricating of his passage by my sperm got me deep into his insides to deposit my last few drops.

Like the couple across the river, we lay connected savoring one of the rare and unhurried sexual experiences in the life of youth.