Mr Anderson's New Houseboat.

Slowly he began planting sweet wet kisses all over it as he went back to rubbing my chest and nipples with his hand. I was so hot and horny by now that my breathing became heavier and heavier. I spread my legs slightly because my snake was so stiff, I needed too loosing the towel that was wrapped around me.

No sooner had I spread my legs a little further when Mr. Anderson placed his lips up next to mine. But he didn’t try and french kiss me right away. Rather, he slowly undid my towel. Now, my razor hard cock along with the rest of my naked body was fully exposed to him. Very attentively he grasped my throbbing cock with his hand. The feeling of having my cock in the clutch of another male’s hand stimulated me beyond anything I had ever imagined. 

Then, he opened his mouth and tried to drive his tongue into mine. At first, I was a little reluctant. But I finally allowed his tongue to slide all the way in once he began stroking my cock at the same time. 

Again, Mr. Anderson took me to a new level of all male sexual intimacy. After realizing how hot it was to be kissed by an older hot man who had always been in love with me, I drove my wet hot tongue deep, deep into his wet mouth to reciprocate. We were in love now and there was no turning back. 

What had happened over the past few minutes was truly a godsend, I thought to myself. My only regret was there were at least five times in years past that only Mr. Anderson and I went out on his old houseboat by ourselves because no one else wanted to go fishing. I only wished what we were doing now would have happened back then. And it became apparent that both of us were making up for lost time. 

Finally, when his sweet lips reluctantly parted mine, Mr. Anderson went back to softly kissing my neck while he stroked my cock ever so gently at the same time. He had gotten me so hot and horny at that point, I was almost at wits end in heated passion. He paused for a moment, looked down at my cock while he continued stroking it, and exclaimed, “God Jeffery, you have such a big dick--it’s so beautiful just like the rest of you!”

I smiled, looked into his eyes and replied, “Do you really like it?”

He chuckled and said, “Oh God yes-- I don’t know what I like better --my new boat or your beautiful big dick--I can’t get over how huge it is”. 

I was so flattered by his complement that I wanted to lust at him and his hot mature body. So, very slowly, I placed my hand on his chest and began rubbing it back and forth as we stared each other in the eyes. I was so excited at the touch of another man’s nipples, I couldn’t resist wanting to both suck and kiss them just like he had done to mine. Before I knew it, my mouth and tongue were all over his left nipple as my hand carefully undid his towel. The instant I placed my hand on his rock hard cock, I knew that a male’s penis was what I had always craved for. 

And just like he had done to me, I kissed my lips up his chest and onto his neck. When my lips had reached the middle of it, I plated kisses all over him as he gently rubbed my naked back with his firm hand. It wasn’t but about thirty seconds later when I drove my tongue deep into his mouth as I rubbed my hand all over his hairy chest and cock working my hand up & down his entire sexy body. We carried on our love feast for almost another two full minutes cherishing every second of it together.

Then came the moment of truth. When our lips parted, Mr. Anderson slowly stood up and placed his cockhead right up to my lips. I stared at his beautiful sausage for a few moments admiring every inch of its mature splendor and charm. His tempting piece of meat, particularly his big purple cockhead, was certainly inviting as I looked at it trying to build up the courage to take it into my young teenage mouth. 

After a few moments, Mr. Anderson whispered very softly , “It’s OK Jeffery, I know it’s your first time -- you can suck it---you know you want to--so take it into your mouth.” 

No sooner did Mr Anderson speak those words when he placed both his hands behind the back of my head and slowly nudged me forward. Like a bottle of fine Champaign christening a great ship, his mature penis christened my young teenage lips as his delicious cockhead breached them and slowly worked its way into my mouth. 

The instant I tasted it , I knew that my life had changed forever for I had taken to dick like baby ducks take to water. The only question in my mind was how long would it take before I tasted his warm cream which I was sure was churning inside those thick mannish testicles of his.

At first Mr. Anderson held his cock in my mouth until I got use to it. Once he observed just how much I enjoyed it, he pumped my mouth very, very slowly and tenderly . Then he moaned out in delight , Oh yea Jeffery, you suck my dick so damn good--I love it so much”.

His words of encouragement really excited me to the point of where not only did I want to satisfy him in every way that I could , but I also wanted to give him a deeply religious experience that he would never forget. So, I wrapped both my hands around his hot masculine ass and rubbed them ever so passionately while I continued to suck him off at the same time. This undoubtedly let him know just how much I enjoyed making him feel good. 

It wasn’t but about five seconds later when Mr. Anderson exclaimed, “Oh Jeffery, you’re such a natural at this--you feel so good.” 

I didn’t say a word cause I was too busy making love to his stiff rod. But he knew that I heard him because I quickened my pace over his cockhead. Mr. Anderson in turn began to pump my mouth faster and fasted as his hands remained firmly behind my head. 

Two things crossed my mind as I sucked Mr. Anderson. The first was the beauty of the soft patch of pubic hairs that surrounded his dick. And the second was what my mother would have thought if she could only see her darling little boy now. My mom was probably sound asleep thinking that her sweet little boy was all tucked in for the night, when in fact he was sucking off her long time friend & neighbor on his new boat. 

No sooner did both those thoughts cross my mind when Mr. Anderson pumped my mouth faster and faster. He Exclaimed, “Oh Jeffery I need to cum so badly --go faster sweet boy”. 

Right a way, I increased my pace even faster on Mr. Anderson’s skin flute as he moaned out in the heat of passion. I knew that it was just a matter of time before he popped his nuts. The question was, was I brave enough to swallow him whole? I was a little nervous , but I at least wanted to taste a man’s warm nectar for the very first time. 

By now it seemed like I was going at lightening speed as all I could hear were cries of heated passion coming from Mr. Anderson’s mouth. Seconds later, he rammed his cock about 3/4 of the way in my mouth and suddenly I tasted the warm salty pungent flavor of droplets hit the back of my throat. Mr. Anderson had finally blown his load and was now filling my mouth with his entire warm offering. 

Rather than pulling my mouth off his cockhead, I allowed his cum to fill my mouth. After about the third wave, I began to swallow it because I wanted Mr. Anderson to know just how much I loved this new experience. As his cum was sliding down my throat, I wondered how much his wife missed sucking him off like I had just done. 

Once I had sucked every drop of warm delicious cum as humanly possible out of Mr. Anderson, I left my mouth firmly parked on his cockhead as I remained seated on the bench seat with my hands still wrapped around his hot masculine ass. I wanted to relish every single inch of his delicious cock as Mr. Anderson began waving his fingers through my hair as if I were undoubtedly his prized possession.

It wasn’t but a few minutes later when My Anderson slid his hands under my armpits and raised me off the beach seat to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me and said, “ Oh Jeffery, I knew you could do it--that was the best blow job I ever had and that because you were the one giving it to me”, as he delicately kissed my lips. 

By now I was so horny and turned-on, I opened my mouth and let him gladly slide his tongue all the way inside. As we frenched with my smooth chest pressed up against his, a light breeze blew across our naked bodies. Again I wondered if his wife enjoyed having him lay on top of her. I knew at that point I certainly wanted Mr. Anderson to lay on top of me and kiss me like he had probably done a thousand times to her. 

No sooner had we engaged in our hot passionate kissing session when Mr. Anderson grabbed my razor hard teenage cock. He knew that I needed to cum in the worst way.
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Thinking he was going to drop to his knees and suck me off right there, he instead surprised me when he did something that I never expected. Mr. Anderson gently picked me up like a husband would do to his new bride and carried me over to the bench seats along the right side of the patio deck. There, he laid me on my back and knelt down on one knee so he could admire my bare teenage body in all its glory. I was so mesmerized by the whole experience that I didn’t know what to think. But I did know that I loved what he had just done and couldn’t wait to find out what he had planned for me next.

Mr. Anderson looked at me like an ecstatic explorer admiring every single inch of his priceless treasure that he just discovered. His soft hazel eyes gazed me over from head to toe several times when he exclaimed, “Jeffery you are so beautiful--the hottest young man on the face of this earth-- and I am so lucky to be with you--I love you so much”.

I didn’t know how to respond to his flattering comment, so I placed the back of my hand on his chest and began rubbing his left nipple as if to say, ”ditto”. 

At that point, he leaned over slightly until his lips touched mine and grabbed my throbbing cock at the same time. This time I really stunned Mr. Anderson when I placed my hand behind his neck to stabilize his head and forced my teenage tongue deep inside his mouth. I frenched him as hard as I could and there was no doubt that he was surprised by my outward display of affection. As we were making-out in heated passion, I told myself that I would allow Mr. Anderson to do whatever he wanted to do to me cause I was sure at some point his cock was going to wind up in my young teenage ass anyway. There was no doubt that Mr. Anderson would have given anything to fuck me and I wanted to make his wish come true. 

As we continued deep frenching, Mr. Anderson began to both rub and stroke my cock & balls ever so softly with his hand. This of course sent me off the deep end as I drove my tongue has hard as possible into his mouth. 

As we carried on in heat for almost a full minute, I again wondered if his former wife missed having this kind of phenomenal heated passion with him. 

Once our lips parted, Mr. Anderson worked his kisses down onto my chest and began sucking my nipples. The feeling was sensational and Mr. Anderson knew he had me fully under his dominion. As I laid there on my back while he remained on one knee, I lowered my hand off my stomach and reached down until I felt his cock. It was already super stiff again. 

Once he finished toying with my nipples, he looked me in the eyes with true love and desire. We both knew that it was time for him to suck me because my body was so heated, that I was almost shaking.

Before I knew it, Mr. Anderson was kissing not only my dick , but my balls as well. He didn’t just want to suck my male organs, he wanted to make love to them. And within seconds, he was delighted in licking my thick long shaft like a kid would delight in licking an ice-cream cone on a hot summer day. The feeling was extraordinary for I had never experienced anything even remotely like what he was doing to me. Just as I let out a soft moan of heated fervor, he took my cock-- about 3/4 of it into his mouth. 

Mr. Anderson was a real pro! As he proceeded to give me a unbelievable blow job. I made mental notes so I could do the same thing to him when I got my next chance. 

It wasn’t but a minute later when I could feel myself want to cum. I put one leg on the floor and raised my hips. The next thing I knew I was feeding Mr. Anderson my warm teenage seed. And there was no doubt just by the way that he sucked me that he savoring very drop of it.

Once I caught my breath and began to go soft, Mr. Anderson pulled his lips off my cock and kissed it several more times before he kissed his way up my body and onto my mouth. The minute he drove his tongue deep into it, I could taste my salty seed which now coated his entire mouth and tongue. Did I love it? You bet I did. Kissing Mr. Anderson was the hottest thing I had ever experienced. I would have married him right then and there had he proposed to me. 

After our lips parted, Mr. Anderson remarked how wonderful I tasted and that he definitely wanted to taste me again and again. And he continued to tell me how big and beautiful my cock was for a guy my age as I looked into his eyes with a smile on my face. 

Even though it was getting late (like just after midnight), both of us weren’t ready to go to sleep yet. Not only did we want to enjoy each other’s company, we wanted to enjoy looking and touching at each other’s naked bodies in the serene beauty of the lake and moonlight. 

For almost an hour, I remained laying on my back across the bench seats while Mr. Anderson remained on one knee hovering directly over me. While we talked about what it was like to be gay, Mr. Anderson rubbed his hand up and down my stomach and fondled both my nipples and dick from time to time. And when he wasn’t doing that, he was stroking his fingers through my pubic hairs which he undoubtedly admired and told me were adorable over and over again.

And as we talked about the wonderful sexual encounter we just shared together, I got braver and even told Mr. Anderson how much he turned me on when he first took off his shirt and hugged me earlier that day. Mr. Anderson laughed and remarked, “Well you know Jeffery ---I kind of had a hunch that you liked it--I just wished I’d hugged you a little longer and tighter. ” 

During our conversation, Mr. Anderson was so sweet and gentle. He would place his hand behind my head from time to time and raise it up so he good give me a sip of my pena colada that he held in his other hand. Then he would gently lay my head back down on the cushion bench seat and give me a sweet little kiss on my lips. 

By now ,I was building up the courage in my mind to grant
Mr. Anderson the wish of his lifetime. Of course this meant letting him fuck me which I knew he had probably thought about 100 times already. 

As he remained on one knee, I lowered my hand and grabbed his cock. After I began to stroke it, I asked how it felt. Well of course he remarked in a soft gentle tone , “Oh Jeffery, anything you do to me feels great”.

With those words now out of his mouth, I rolled over on my stomach so he could get a great view on my ass which practically stared him in the face. He knew instantly that I was ready to explore our love and homosexuality even more.