Surprises

"You know the place I mean?" asked Cody.

"Sure", I said. "I've been out there lots of times, only not recently. I'll find it."

"Fine. See you here in about an hour, then." He hung up.

Yesss! Finally, a chance to be on my own with Cody Parks! I did a little victory dance on the porch of my parents' cabin. I loved this place by the sea, and even more now that I'd encountered young Cody. Not that he was all that young; he was 18, and I was only 19. But he sure was gorgeous! Not quite six feet, with long, relatively thin legs supporting a slender upper body, a surprisingly beefy butt in between. His face wasn't classically beautiful. In fact, it was so long he looked a bit horsy. But the smile! That boy just oozed exuberance and indomitable zest for life. If that's not cute, what is?

I met him one morning making the 20-minute trek to the small shop that serviced our summer community. He was easy to talk to, and soon made me feel like we were old friends. The thing that made me thankful for choosing baggy shorts that morning, though, was the smile. That, and the smell of him. Not that he exuded any special kind of odor, it was just that he stuck so close to me I couldn't help inhaling him with every breath. In fact, he walked so close that his groin and my ass were in constant risk of bumping into each other. Which they did; several times.

I saw him again the next morning, and once more during an evening swim. That time I just looked at him from a distance. He was standing on a rock in perfect profile, showing off that chest, that square jaw, and I even thought I could see his bulge. I swear, it only took twenty seconds before my trunks were down to my knees and my aching pecker was shooting a huge wad. Good thing I was in the water at the time. I didn't think he even saw me.

And here I was, heading out to the cabin his folks had bought only last year. It was the choicest location in the area; built on a small peninsula, with the lake less than ten feet from the walls. I reckoned it wouldn't take me more than 20 minutes in the kayak, which would leave me time to whack off on my own. If I was going to get in his pants(which I hoped), I didn't want to embarrass myself by shooting before ten seconds had passed.

Half an hour later, having spewed a healthy amount of young sperm and feeling more relaxed, I walked down to the water and got inside the kayak. The lake was large enough to do a bit of serious paddling, but I didn't usually go near Cody's cabin, which was inside a tiny bay. Much easier to paddle the open parts of the lake.

I made good time, and found a suitable spot to leave the kayak. It meant a small walk to reach the cabin, but I wanted to get there on foot. Some vague idea of looking silly if I arrived in a kayak.

Making a small detour, I found a path I thought would lead to my destination. It turned out I had miscalculated just a bit, because when I found myself in view of the cabin, I was on a higher level, and I had a choice between a 15-foot drop or following the path onward for a couple of hundred yards and then coming back. I had just decided on the latter course, when I heard Cody's voice. Some impulse prompted me to hide behind the trunk of a massive pine.

"You better face it, Bill, she's ditched you", Cody said, just as he came into view on the small porch. Another guy followed close behind.

"I don't believe it!" said Bill, a short, muscular guy.

"Well, she should have been here an hour ago. Do you see her?"

"Fuck it!" Bill muttered.

"Whatever. Now I got things to do, so if you would just leave, please?" Cody sounded impatient.

"Oh, man, how am I gonna get through the day with this thing?" Bill rubbed his crotch. Ah! He had planned a sexual encounter with some female, and now it wasn't about to happen.

"So? You got two working hands, don't you?"

"Sure. But I had kinda counted on something else round my dick today, you know?"

"Yeah, yeah. Your problem, not mine." Cody was showing clear signs of exasperation by now.

"You wouldn't help me out, would you? Like in the old days?"

"In your dreams, jerk!" Cody let out a short, derisive laugh. Meanwhile, I was getting intrigued by the turn of the conversation.

"Man, you'd be doing me a massive favor!" Bill had reached the whining stage and sounded pretty pathetic.

"No way!"

"In that case, I'm not leaving."

"You are, too!"

"Am not!"

"Fucker!"

"Oh, yeah?" Bill was rubbing himself vigorously.

"Oh, no! Ooooh, nooo!"

"Well, then, how about the other way? Please, Cody? Hmm? Pretty please?"

Cody had his back to me, and I couldn't see his face. After some moments of thought, he threw up his hands in a gesture of resignation.

"Okay, then, but only to get rid of you. And you're gonna owe me big time!"

"Sure", said Bill, quickly pulling down his shorts and underwear, revealing a short, stubby cock.

"Lean against the balustrade", Cody ordered. Bill complied at once.

"This is just a quick one, understand?" Cody asked as he got to his knees in front of Bill.

"Fine, whatever", muttered Bill. With that, Cody took the entire shaft in his mouth and started bobbing right away.

"Oh, Cody, that's so good, man! Your mouth feels so fine!" Bill was moaning loudly as Cody sucked him fast.

I just stood there, trying not to breathe loudly and hoping nobody would hear the beat of my hammering pulse. It won't be much of a surprise if I tell you I was rock hard.

"Oh, yeah! Shit, Cody, I'm cumming! Cooodeeeee!" wailed Bill, as his hips bucked. Cody didn't let go, which meant he had to be swallowing his buddy's load.

As soon as Bill had stopped his twitching, Cody got up and slapped the exposed balls.

"Fuck! That hurt!" Bill yelled.

"Yeah? If you can't keep quiet, then that's what you get. Now fuck off!"

"Okay, okay! I'm leavin'." Bill pulled his underwear and shorts back up and took off to the other side of the cabin. Shortly, I heard an engine sputtering, then roaring, and the boat came into view.

Cody got back inside the cabin, and I stepped out from behind the tree, trying to collect my thoughts. Not easy, because all the blood that was supposed to make my brain work seemed to be elsewhere. I wasn't sure if I liked the implications of what I'd seen, but it did indicate that Cody might be willing to fool around with guys, and that was good. I thought. Whatever. Emotional tangles are not suited for working out at moments like these. I took a little break, then continued on my path, reaching the cabin five minutes later.

"Cody?" I shouted. Straight away he was out, flashing me that smile of his. All thoughts of complications vanished from my mind, and my knees felt weak.

"Hi!" I croaked out as I ascended the three steps up to the scene of small drama I had just witnessed.

"Glad you found it", said Cody warmly, placing a hand on my shoulder and still wearing a great big smile on his face.

"Oh! Sure! I mean, it wasn't a problem."

"Well, you're here. What do you wanna do? Can I get you something cool to drink?" Cody turned to the door.

"Sure! I mean, yes. A beer or something." He left and came back straight away, handing me a can of Carlsberg. He went to stand by the balustrade where the encounter had taken place only minutes before, and I stood beside him. Putting my hands on the balustrade itself, I imagined I could feel the heat left by Bill as he leaned his ass on it. Stupid of me, of course I couldn't, but the illusion sure had me excited. I had to lean forward to conceal my throbbing erection.

"So what did you wanna do today?" said Cody, sipping his beer.

"I dunno", I mumbled. Great! Here I was, alone with the guy I had dreamed about for days, knowing that he was not averse to a bit of hanky-panky with another guy, and this is the conversation I offer!

"I think I know", he said softly, moving closer, pushing gently against me.

"You do?"

"Yeah." His voice was getting husky. "I saw you the other night."

"What do you mean?"

"That night you were watching me." His right hand was sliding over my ass, making me shudder. "You were beating off." The hand moved to my crack.

"I didn't know", I said.

"I guessed not. If you're gonna conceal that kind of activity, you should make sure the water goes higher than your elbows." Somehow, the hand had moved inside my shorts and was fiddling with the lining of the swimming trunks I wore beneath.

"So am I right?" he asked. "Do you want me?"

"Yes."

He grabbed me by the shoulders and made me stand up. Then he relieved me of my beer. I saw his face moving towards me, mouth open, teeth glistening. "My, what big teeth you have, Cody" was the thought that flew through my head, and just as his nose gently touched mine, I broke into a giggle.

"You think this is funny, do you?" he asked, his face still close to mine.

"Well..." I tried to stay serious. I didn't make it.

"I guess you do", he commented drily. "You think this is funny, too?" He yanked my shorts and my trunks down to my knees, exposing my proud six and a half inches. Then he took it in his mouth.

"Oooooh!" I squeaked. He applied generous suction, letting his tongue swivel round my glans a few times.

"That's how it feels. Now you know for yourself."

"What?"

"That's what I did to Bill just now, when you were spying on us."

I guess my mind reeled. That's what they say about moments like that, isn't it? Well, mine reeled with the best of them. Had he known I was there all along?

"I spotted you the moment I got out on the porch". He answered my question before I could ask it. "Did you like our little show? And don't worry, Bill didn't see a thing. That asshole never does."

He was on his feet again, cupping my balls in his hand. Shortly, a finger was travelling backwards along my perineum, reaching my hole. He withdrew it, sucked on his long finger for a moment, then put it back against my pucker. Standing on his knees, he quickly inserted it up to the second knuckle. I groaned, and a small blob of precum issued from my slit. Cody lapped it up.

"Nice" he said, wiggling his finger inside my butt. "You want something bigger in here?"

"Oh, God!" I moaned.

"I'll take that as an affirmative" he said. "Turn round and lean on the balustrade."

I did what he said, and felt him spreading a generous amount of saliva around my hole. I tried to turn my head to get a look at his cock, but he shoved it in before I could get as much as a glimpse.

"Ooff!"

"Too fast? Well, that's what you get for being a spy. I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't know what hit you, boy."

He lied. He took his time to let me get used to him, put more spit on it, and only then did he start a gentle in-and-out movement, stroking my belly and chest lightly at the same time.

"You like this, do you? You'd just love to see my cock moving in your ass, huh? It's almost out now. The head is visible. Now it's goin' back in. Deeper, deeper, yeah! It's inside all the way. Can you feel my balls almost touching yours? Now back out, and -hungh! - in. In, out, fucking your pale ass, boy. This is what that butt was made for, isn't it? Taking a guy's cock, over and over."

I was getting excited by this running commentary, and I felt the precum gushing hard. He was right; there is nothing like having a hard cock working inside my ass. His was the best yet. Not that the two others I had taken weren't good, but this was excellent!

"I'm goin' faster now. Harder. You like that, too, don't you? Yeah, your ass can take it. My cock working your prostate real hard. It's almost a blur, I'm goin' so fast." He was beginning to pant, as was I. I reached for my own cock and began to stroke it. It wouldn't be long.

"Yeah, man! Do it to yourself! Stroke that thing, and shoot your cum while I'm still inside you, fucking you." He was moving like a jack-hammer.

"I'm cumming, Cody!" I yelled. "I'm shooting my load! Keep fucking me, yeaaahh! Waaaahhh!"

The first shot flew five feet straight out, followed by four others, before the rest just oozed gently from the tip of my hyper-sensitive cockhead.

"That's it, boy. Cum while I'm still fucking you. Your prostate is bigger now, more sensitive. Does it drive you wild, having a big cock moving over it just after you've cum? Does it?"

His words barely registered, I was so beyond everything because of the cock flying back and forth over the engorged gland inside me. I thought I was going to pass out, when all at once, he pulled completely out of me, and I felt something warm splattering my back.

"Haaahh! Here you go, boy, here's my juice. Oh, man! You should see this. Huh! Yeess!"

He leaned forward, his belly and chest on my butt and back. I could feel his slimy deposit spreading over my back. We stayed in that position for maybe fifteen seconds, before he suddenly smacked me hard on the butt.

"Now, get in the water, Bernie! And don't come up again until I say so!"

"What?" I tried to turn around so I could face him, but he was having none of it. He took me by one shoulder and steered me through the cabin and out to the other side.

"Here's the picture", he told me. "That's a diving board, that's the lake and this is you." He squezed my shoulder. "Get in!" Another hard slap on my butt. I ran and jumped in the water.

As soon as I surfaced, I tried to look back at him, but he was out of sight. I was pretty confused at this stage, but the water was great, so I stayed there until he called me.

As I came into the room, he was lying on his stomach in front of the TV. Naked. Woo-hoo! But no sign of the wonderful pecker he had treated me to only minutes ago.

"Got a show for you", he said, never looking up. "Sit down!" I sat on the floor, and he pushed a remote.

"Holy fuck!" I shouted.

"Well, maybe not so holy", answered Cody with a giggle. "It's only close-ups, and it's a bit wobbly, but it's kinda nice all the same, don't you think?"

He had made a recording of himself fucking me! It must have been a hand-held camcorder, because it did wobble a bit, but the image of a thick cock plowing between my own ass-cheeks wasn't hard to make out. I watched in fascination for a minute or so, before he broke the silence.

"I see you like it. Now listen carefully, I'll say this only once: Here's lube, here's my ass and there are you." He held up a tube of K-Y. "Get it?"

I took the tube from him and prepared my once again erect tool.

"I like making videos", he told me as I got on my knees over his waiting ass. "Think you might enjoy starring in a few?"

"Oh, I think so", I answered. As my dick began its journey inside my new friend's inviting behind, I wondered what other surprises he might have in store for me.