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Subject: At the fishing hole (gay adult/youth) This is different for me. There isn’t as much physical sex as in my other stories. However, I like the idea behind it. I hope you enjoy it. Don’t forget to support Nifty. Kickereight2020@proton.me Near close encounter at the fishing hole My wife and I pulled into the campground late in the afternoon. It had been a long drive from east to west over some serious mountains. We had only stopped a couple of times to rest our butts, let the dog out to pee, and pee ourselves. We are older and retired. Hauling our big ass trailer is what we do. It’s fun. My wife isn’t aware that I like men and boys. At least, I don’t think she is. We haven’t had sex with each other in over twenty years. She lost interest during “the change.” I, on the other hand, continued to have an interest in sex. I had never given up masturbation. What male does? I discovered the glory of the adult theater. The one near us was good for a handjob, blow job, or ass fuck. I also found that guys would invite you to their homes for the same thing. Who knew? I also had a long-time interest in the young male of the species. This was back in my childhood. “I’ll show mine if you show me yours” was common through early puberty. I stuck to jerking off through junior high, as it was called back then, and early high school. I did find a jerk-off buddy as a junior in high school. He wouldn’t let me touch him, but I watched him cum. As a senior, I became involved with a teacher. I received my first ass fuck and gave my first with him. It was a fun year. I got an “A” in his class. I met my feature wife a year later. We ended up moving in with each other. I lost my straight virginity to her, and she to me. Now, after two children and three grandchildren, retirement was upon us. That’s all history. Today we are in a roadside campground, along a big river and fishing ponds. I spent an hour unhitching the big RAM 2500 diesel from the equally big trailer and generally setting up camp. My wife worked inside. After dinner, the dog and I went on a walk. There were a few families at the campground. The walk gave me time to check the eye candy. The puppy helped with that. I only saw one teen. He may have been fourteen or fifteen. He was more interested in his phone than talking to an old guy. He wasn’t my type either, but one never knows. I did find a group of younger boys playing a sort of sports ball of their creation. These looked izmit sınırsız escort bayan to be nine to eleven. Bare-chested with baggy shorts. Tan lines ended at the top of the shorts. Well, except for one kid who seemed not to have any tan lines. Maybe ten or eleven. He had the high-pitched voice of a child but also the budding physic of early puberty. I saw him adjust whatever was hiding in his pants a couple of times. He still had the tummy of boyhood. However, the was a bit of definition in his arms and legs. I wasn’t sure he had underwear on the way his ass moved. Maybe the shorts were the ones with a mesh lining in them. I wore those from time to time. They let your junk breathe. I figured that kid was worthy jerk-off material after the old lady went to bed. Turns out I was right. It was a quick one but a good load. The following day my wife asked me to take her fishing. I reluctantly agreed. It isn’t that I don’t like fishing. I do. What I don’t like is fishing in the touristy ponds that are stocked with crap. This pond was no different–bunches of little sunfish swimming in the shallows with the occasional stocker trout swimming by. We had settled down to it, but not much was happening. That is not much until I heard several high-pitched voices. It was the gang from last night. They came around the bushes and stopped walking when they saw us. The leader turned and said quietly, “there are people here. Be quiet. There is an open spot just up the path.” I was happy to see my favorite at the end of the line. I smiled as he walked by and received a smile in return. The four boys quickly set up their gear. The leader was first to cast. I swear a fish hit the hook the minute the bobber hit the water. It was a small sunfish that was quickly returned to the water. He looked over at us and said, “you guys need salmon eggs? They’re hitting on those.” My wife switched over right away. My boy was the last to start casting. He didn’t seem to have the technique or experience of his friends. He would pull back before he had a real hit. You could tell he was getting frustrated. He put his pole down and walked away from his friends. He sat down, looking dejected. I walked his way and sat on a rock near him. “No luck?” He looked up at me with shiny eyes. “I’m no good at fishing. I never catch anything.” We sat quietly as we watched his friends and my wife catch little sunfish. evinde görüşen escort “It isn’t that you aren’t any good,” I said, “it’s that you aren’t patient enough. You must pay attention to the pole, bobber, and breathing.” “Can you show me?” Ah, the moment of contact had come. “Of course, pick up your pole. We can go over to my spot.” My wife rolled her eyes at me as we walked by. Even now, I’m always teaching…something. “I want you to stand in front of me. I’m going to cast. When I bring the pole down, you put your hands on top of mine. I want you to feel what I feel. Do you understand?” He shook his head and stepped in front of me. I stepped in close to his back. He only came up to about the center of my chest. I’m sure he felt my hard cock pressing against his lower back. I cast out. I lowered the rod in front of him, saying “hands-on” as I did so. His hands fitted nicely over mine. I was able to pull him in tighter to me. The smell of boy rose to my nose. My dick got harder. “Just feel my hands as I control the reel and rod. Breath lightly in through your nose and out through your mouth. Watch the bobber.” I slowly reeled in the line. There was a slight tug. I stopped reeling in. “Feel that?” He nodded once. I slowly reeled in again. That was when it happened. The hit. This was no little sunfish or stocker trout. I pulled back on the rod while reeling in. The boy stuck with me. I let the rod relax as the fish jumped. Yes, it was a nice trout. “Now we reel it in. Never tug. Just even tension. Don’t let the fish run. We don’t have to here.” As we wound the line in, l slowly slipped my hand on top of his. “Keep reeling it in.” “We need the net on this one. Keep reeling.” I reached for my net as I lifted the pole. “Careful now. This is when we can lose him.” I pushed the boy forward as I dipped the net under the fish. We both stood up as I lifted the net out of the water. The fish was a nice 14″ trout. Good for this kind of pond. I reached in the net and picked up our catch. “Jesus, fuc…I mean, what a great fish.” I laughed. “Yes, it is. Let’s get it back in the water.” “Back in the water? Isn’t it a keeper?” I smiled down at the boy. “Yes, it is. We will keep it in the water and hope it grows bigger and has many baby fish.” This earned me a laugh. My wife said, “look this way, let me get a picture.” We turned, and the boy held up the fish. “We kocaeli sınırsız escort bayan can text it to your mom,” she said. I helped the boy return the fish to the water. We stood next to each other; I had my hand on his shoulder as we watched the fish swim off. He looked up at me. “Can we do it again?” I patted his shoulder and said, “no, one like that is my limit, so I’m going to sit down and watch you fish and catch sunnies. Just remember what I told you and what you felt.” He went at it and had some success. I would offer words of encouragement from time to time. I need to release some pressure. I told my wife I was going to the men’s room. I think the boy heard me. I took the far stall in the restroom. I dropped my pants to release my hard cock. I began to stroke slowly. I thought about the warm boy I had had in my arms. Precum started to form at the end of my dick. I heard the door open. “Mister, are you in here?” It was my boy. “Yes, I’m in the end stall.” I heard him walk to the stall door. “Can I come in?” I was afraid of this. I knew I had to be strong. “No. Not now.” He was quiet as I slowly stroked my hard dick. I would love to have this boy’s mouth around it. I knew this wasn’t the time. I head the door next to mine open. I saw a pair of feet under the wall, followed by shorts and underwater. “Are you jerking off,” he asked, “I am. I felt your boner on my back. It was big. I’m almost five inches hard. I just started getting hairs. Sometimes, my dick gets sire when I jerk it. I continued to stroke. I felt my balls tighten up. “Don’t hold it so tight,” I said. “I can shoot some sperms.” My orgasm was on me. I unloaded on the stall wall between us. My load ran down the wall and dripped on the floor. “Is that your sperms? Here comes mine.” I saw a couple of small splatters hit the floor. “That feels so fucking good,” he said. I laughed, “it gets even better as you get older. Let’s clean this up and get back.” “Yeah, my mom is there. We have to leave. I told her I couldn’t until I saw you. She said I should come up to take a whiz before we leave. I better do that now.” I heard a hard boy stream hit the water in the toilet–those where the good old days. I stepped out and washed my hands. The boy joined me. “My name is Peter. What’s yours?” The boy laughed. “Peter! Maybe mine is Dick.” “Well, I’m a big Peter, but you’re a little dick.” “My name is really Sam,” he said as we walked out of the men’s room. I put my hand on his shoulder again as we walked back to the lake. “Don’t forget, Sam, keep a tight hold on your rod and pay attention where it is aimed,” He looked up at me and burst out laughing. “Don’t jerk too hard either,” he said. We were still laughing as we got back to the lake.

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