6 comments/ 97174 views/ 23 favorites My Summer in Maine By: Dani-Amande It was the second half of August, just two weeks before I was to start college, and I was very bored and very horny. Like every August I could remember, I was with my parents at our camp in Maine. Each year, we would pack up the car at the start of August, and drive for a full day, on ever smaller roads, through ever smaller towns, until, an hour from the last town worthy of that name, we turned off the highway on a rutted track through pine woods. Half an hour later, the woods opened up and the track came to an end next to a house beside a lake. As a kid, I used to love arriving at the camp, seeing the mountains surrounding the lake, hearing the birds, and smelling the pine. This year, however, for the first time, arriving here gave me no pleasure. The prospect of a month with my parents and the succession of aunts, uncles and cousins that invariably came to stay filled me instead with a deep gloom. The summer had been wonderful. I had met Sara at the beginning of the summer, and we had spent all our time together. I begged my parents to let me stay in the city, but they wouldn't hear of me being home by myself. So I said a sad goodbye to Sara for the month, got in the car and sulked all the way to Maine. The first two weeks did nothing to lift my spirits. I swam in the lake, worked on my tan, and hiked in the hills. But there was no phone line and my cell-phone was useless here, so I couldn't talk to Sara or e-mail her. I drove with my mother to the town one morning to buy groceries and called Sara from a payphone, but only reached her answer machine. But I did find a computer store that allowed me to check my e-mail, and I found a message from Sara describing in wonderful detail how she was thinking about me and masturbating. The entire drive back to the camp my cock was hard as I thought about Sara's fingers playing with her pussy. As soon as we arrived back, I made an excuse about having to cool off with a swim in the lake. I hurried to a clearing beside the lake about a quarter mile from the house, and stripped off my t-shirt and shorts, and lay back on the grass naked. I imagined Sara masturbating for me, her long legs spread wide so I could see her fingers touch her wet pussy. I rubbed my cock with long, slow strokes, as I imagined her fingers slipping into her pussy and Sara fucking herself as I watched. I remembered the sounds she would make as her orgasm built, and my hand gripped my cock tighter and my movements got quicker and quicker. I knew I could cum any time, but I wanted to delay it, to savor the picture of Sara. But it was no good -- my excitement overcame me and my cum shot out hard over my chest. I lay on the grass with my eyes closed, my hand on my cock, not wanting to let go off the image of Sara playing with her pussy. The image slowly faded, and I got up and walked into the water, feeling the thrill of the cold against my still-swollen cock. ************************ The days passed very slowly. I determined to at least make use of the time to work on my fitness, so I devised a circuit on the trails above the lake. I ran the circuit in the early morning, when it was cool. The circuit finished at my clearing by the lake, where I would strip off my running shorts and swim out to the diving platform and back. Then I would stretch out on the grass and think of Sara and play with my cock again. At the end of the second week, my mother told me that her sister and husband would be visiting. They were a pleasant enough couple, but the news didn't inspire any joy in me. They arrived a couple of days later, and brought with them a surprise -- my cousin Anna. I hadn't seen Anna for a couple of years, but those years had done amazing things for her. She was tall and slim, with blond hair to her shoulders, and a sweet smile. She was three years older than me, and had just become engaged. I remembered hearing the news and thinking that she was too young to get married, but now I saw her I understood that her boyfriend would have wanted to close the deal as soon as he could. My parents fussed over the new arrivals with questions about the fiancé, the wedding date, the ring, perhaps as relieved as I was to have some company. My aunt said that the fiancé himself -- Ricky -- was going to arrive the next week. My aunt hoped that we didn't mind. Of course not, my parents assured her, but I did mind. I had already played out in my head the course of the rest of the month, and the screenplay involved a lot of scenes with me and my cousin naked together in my clearing by the lake. The next morning, when I returned to the house after my morning run wearing just my running shorts, Anna was at the breakfast table wearing a pair of shorts and a white bikini top. She smiled at me. "So you've already been swimming?" she asked, seeing my wet hair. "Yes," I said, "But if you want to take a swim, I'll join you." We walked down to the lake. At the beach, she undid her shorts and slipped them off to reveal her white bikini panties. She walked into the water and started swimming toward the diving platform. I followed her. I arrived there first, and climbed onto the platform. I took her hand and pulled her onto the platform. She reached up and swept her wet hair from her face, and I took in her small breasts and slim waist, and her legs, their length emphasized by the high cut of her white panties. We reclined on the lounge chairs on the platform, side by side, feeling the sun warm our bodies. "This feels so good," she said. "I haven't been in the sun the whole summer. My body's so white" I took her comment as an invitation to look at her body. "You look pretty good to me," I said, then immediately regretted it. She looked at me and smiled. "Thanks," she said. We lay side-by-side on the platform, enjoying the early morning sun, talking of this and that. "I'd forgotten how wonderful it is here," Anna said. "It's been years since I visited." "Five years," I said. "I was thirteen and you were sixteen." We lay side by side talking. After a while, Anna stood up. "Race you back to the beach," she said, and dived into the water. I followed her, letting her win so I could watch her pretty ass in those white panties as she walked out of the water ahead of me. I didn't see much of her the rest of the day. At dinner, sitting around the table with our parents, the conversation turned to when Anna and her family had been here last. My mother said to me, "Do you remember that I asked you to be nice to Anna and to show her around, but instead you hid in the woods and only came out at meal times." I felt myself blush at the memory. Anna laughed, seeing my embarrassment. "But he was just a baby," she said, smiling at me. "He was probably ashamed to be told to play with a girl." The conversation moved on. Later that evening, Anna and I were sitting alone on the porch looking up at the stars, which were always so bright here. "I remember that you didn't want to spend time with me last time I was here," she said. "I didn't much care, but I got curious about where you were hiding, so one day I followed you to the clearing by the lake." I sat up abruptly. For years I had gone to that clearing with just one thing in mind. "Oh no," I said, "tell me that all I did was lay there and work on my tan!" Anna laughed again. "Yes," she said, "that's all that happened. It was very boring, so I soon left." The way she said it made me not believe her. "Tell me the truth," I said. "That is the truth. Why, what are you worried I might have seen?" "Nothing," I said. She smiled at me. "Tell me."' "There's nothing to tell." She stood up. "Good night cousin -- see you in the morning," she said, and went back in the house. ***************************** I was back on the diving platform next morning, my eyes closed. My cock was pressing hard against my shorts as I thought again about Sara's e-mail describing how she was playing with her pussy. I heard a splash nearby, then Anna's voice calling to me to pull her up. I stood up, and grasped her hand, and pulled her onto the deck. She stood in front of me, sweeping the water from her hair. Had she seen I was erect? "I didn't mean to disturb anything," she said. "You weren't," I said. "I was half-asleep." We lay on the recliners. Anna propped herself on her elbow so she could see my profile. I was conscious that from her angle, my erection was particularly apparent. "So what were you dreaming about? Something nice, I bet." "My girlfriend, if you must know." "So my little cousin who wouldn't play with me has a girlfriend? Tell me all about her." I described Sara to her. "She sounds pretty," Anna said. "She is," I replied. "When did you see her last?" "Over three weeks ago. Before I was imprisoned here for the month." "So that's why you're so horny," she said, looking at the bulge my cock was making in my shorts. "I thought it was because I had arrived!" she said, smiling her pretty smile. I stood up and dived into the lake. I swam around the platform, hoping the chill of the water would get rid of my erection. Anna sat on the edge of the platform, her feet in the water, watching me. "Is it working?" she asked. "No, not really," I said. "Well, you can't go back to the house like that -- you'll frighten our parents! So you might as well get back up here." "There's a third option," I said. "What's that?" Anna asked. I didn't reply, but started swimming away from the platform. Behind me Anna exclaimed, "Oh! I know where you're going!", and I heard her dive into the water. We arrived at the clearing at the same time, and walked out of the water to the grass. We sat facing each other. "Don't let me stop you," Anna said, "I want to watch." I hesitated. "Go on, do it!" she said. I pulled down my shorts, exposing my hard cock. "Take them off," she said. I did. I sat there before her naked, still hesitating to touch myself in front of her. "Just do it," she said, so my hand went to my cock and I started slowly stroking myself. Anna's eyes were fixed on the movements of my hand. "Open your legs wider," she said, "so I can see your balls." I complied, feeling my balls move around as I pulled harder on my cock. My hand moved faster and faster, and until I was on the point of cumming. "Stop," Anna said. "But why?" I replied. "Because I'm telling you to." I stopped. "Take your hand off your cock." I did. Anna took my hand in hers, and held it to her mouth. She slowly licked my palm, and my fingers. The sensation of her tongue was delightful. She took my fingers into her mouth, and slowly sucked on them. I closed my eyes and imagined my cock in her mouth. My cock ached to have her touch it. I moaned with the pleasure her tongue was giving me. She took my fingers from her mouth, and placed my hand back on my cock, her hand brushing my cock. "Now you can cum," she said. In seconds I was shooting cum over my stomach and chest, gasping as my orgasm crashed through my body. I lay back on the grass. Anna sat next to me and looked down at me. 'That was very pretty," she said. "You follow instructions well. If I was your girlfriend, I'd want you to masturbate for me all the time." "I've never masturbated in front of anyone before," I said. "That's amazing," she said. "Also, it's false." I looked at her. She smiled at me, and I knew what she meant. "Right here in this clearing, five years ago. It was the first time I had seen a boy playing with his cock. Even though you were a little nerd, I found it so exciting. I hurried back to the house and locked myself in my bedroom and played with my pussy for hours." I lay back in the sun, imagining my cousin playing with her pussy. The thought made my cock begin to harden again. Anna saw me getting erect. "Stop," she laughed, "we came here to get rid of your erection." She pulled me to my feet and handed me my shorts. She ran back to lake and started swimming to the diving platform. I followed here, timing my arrival so I could see her pull herself out of the water ahead of me. ************************************ It rained the next day. After lunch Anna told me, "Come on, get your rain jacket. We're going for a walk." We walked up the trail through the pine woods, away from the lake. Although it was wet, it was warm, and the woods in the rain looked dark and mysterious. We walked for 30 minutes or so. Anna then stopped and took my hand. She led me into the woods, to a small clearing a little way off the trail. "This will do," she said. She sat down under a large pine tree, sheltered from the rain by the tree. I sat beside her. "No," she said, "I don't want you to sit down. Stand over there." She pointed to a spot in the clearing a few feet away. "But it's raining there," I said. "Go," she said. I stood where she indicated. "Now take off your rain jacket and t-shirt," she said. I did as she directed, feeling the rain on my shoulders and chest. Anna sat looking at me. "Now your shorts," she said. I slipped off my shorts and stood naked in the rain, feeling my cock start to harden.. "How does that feel," she asked? "Like being in the shower." "Turn round." I turned round. "Now touch your toes." I did, feeling her gaze on my ass. "You have a very pretty ass," she said. "It's smooth and round like a girl's ass. Has anyone ever fucked it?" "No," I said, embarrassed at the question. "If I had a cock, would you let me fuck your ass?" "But you're not, so the question's moot." She stood up and walked towards me. I stood up. "Did I tell you to stop touching your toes?" "No," I replied, and bent over again. She stood behind me, and I felt her hands on my ass. She gently caressed me, and her touch made my cock hard. Her finger rubbed gently against my hole. I moaned softly. "Answer my question," she insisted. "If I had a cock, could I slip it in you right now?" "Yes," I said, and gasped as she slid her finger into my ass and started slowly fucking me. My hand went to my cock, and I started to stroke it. "No," she said firmly, and removed her hands from my ass. "Did I tell you to touch yourself?" I let go of my cock. "If we're going to play together, you have to do exactly what I tell you. You understand?" "Yes," I said, abashed. "Turn round and face me." I turned round, and saw her sweet smile. She kissed me quickly on the lips. "I forgive you," she said. "Now you can touch your cock, but you can't cum until I give you permission." I stood in the rain, my hand stroking my cock, my cousin's eyes on my body. "Did you like me fucking you?" she asked. "Yes," I said "Would you like me to do it again?" "Yes, please," I pleaded. As I watched, Anna's hands went to the top of her shorts, and she slowly slipped them down her legs and stepped out of them. Her rain jacket reached down to the middle of her thighs, but I could glimpse her white bikini panties. She then slowly removed her panties. Her rain jacket obstructed my long hoped-for sight of her pussy. She stood in front of me and held out her panties to me. "Put them on," she said. I did, pulling them tight against my balls and ass. "You look very pretty. I think anyone seeing your cute ass in those panties would want to pull them down and fuck you." She took my hand and led me to the sheltered spot under the tree. "Kneel down and put your ass in the air," she said. I did as she instructed. "Now," she said, "tell me what you want me to do with my cock." "I want you to fuck me with it." "Tell me how. Do you want me to remove your panties first?" Her panties felt too good to remove. "No, just pull them to the side." "Then what? Tell me what you want." "Then I want you to put your cock in my ass." I felt her hands on my ass again, pulling her panties to the side, and her finger circling my hole. "Yes," I begged, "please fuck me." Her finger plunged into me, and she started fucking me, harder and faster than before. "Now you can make yourself cum," she said. My hand grasped my cock firmly. "How does that feel?" she asked. "Amazing," I said. "So let me hear you moan." Her instruction was like a release to me. I moaned louder than I had ever done before, crying out with the pleasure of Anna fucking my ass and my hand rubbing my cock. I came with a huge crash, spasms passing through my cock, my ass clenching her finger tight, my cum spurting over my hand. Anna helped me to my feet. She took my hand and gently licked my cum from it. She slid her panties down over my thighs, and I stepped out of them. Her hand went between my legs and she held my balls firmly. She looked me in the eyes. "Did you enjoy our game?" she asked. "Yes," I replied. She kissed my cheek and let go of my balls. She handed me my shorts and rain jacket. We got dressed, and walked back to the house through the rain, her arm in mine, talking of innocent matters, just like two cousins out for a simple stroll in the woods. ************************************* The next morning, I got back from my morning run to learn that everyone was planning to visit some friends of my aunt and uncle who were vacationing about an hour away. They asked me if I wanted to come along. I quietly asked Anna, "Is there any reason that I would want to go?" She smiled. "You mean, like a hot daughter or something. No such luck." Nobody seemed to care that I declined, so I watched them drive away, and thought how I would spend my day alone at the camp. I ate breakfast, and lounged on the porch overlooking the lake. I walked to the beach, and swam to the diving platform. I took off my shorts, and lay naked in the sun. My cock grew hard as I thought of Sara, and what we would do when I saw her again in a week. My thoughts drifted to Anna, and I imagined her lying next to me wearing only her white panties. I thought about my tongue tracing the line around those panties, slipping under them, searching for her pussy. My hand stroked my hard cock, and I slowly masturbated, feeling the hot sun on my body. I felt my orgasm build, but as I stroked my cock quicker, bringing myself towards the moment when my cum would spurt over my body, a thought occurred to me: that I could swim back to the house, go to Anna's room, and find her panties. My hand stopped its motion, and I stood up and dived into the water. I swam naked to the beach and walked to the house. I found her panties in the drawer. I sat on her bed and held them to my face, searching for the scent of her pussy. I imagined, as I had done so many times that week, my head between her legs, and my tongue exploring her pussy. My cock was so hard, it ached. I wrapped Anna's panties around my cock and masturbated myself through them. I moved to the end of the bed where I could see myself in the mirror, and watched my cock slide against her panties, rubbing against where her pussy had been. I stood up and walked closer to the mirror. Without thinking about it, I stopped rubbing my cock, and instead, reached down and slipped her panties on. The panties covered very little of my erect cock, but the feel of them tight against my balls and ass made me moan with pleasure. I stood watching myself in the mirror, gently stroking myself. The sight of my hard cock above the white fabric made me shiver with excitement. I walked back to the bed, and sat on the edge with my legs spread. I watched in the mirror as my hand took me closer and closer to cumming. I quickly reached that point where there's no going back, where you know that within seconds your orgasm is going to crash over you. A few more strokes . . . Then, suddenly, a noise at the door to Anna's room made me turn. There was a young guy standing there, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. He was staring open-mouthed at me, or, more precisely, at Anna's white panties and my hand rubbing my cock. A wave of thoughts rushed through my mind in a single instant. Who is this guy? How did he get here? What must he think? But I knew one thing for sure -- I couldn't stop. The next seconds played out in slow motion: my hand stroked my cock faster, I moaned loudly as a stream of cum arched over my chest, and I collapsed back onto the bed, spent, my cock still in my hand, massaging the last of my orgasm out of it. My Summer in Maine I lay back on the bed and looked at him. His gaze moved from my cock to my face. The surprise on his face was replaced by a smile. "I'm sorry," he said. "I arrived at a bad time." "Who are you," I asked. "Ricky. Anna's boyfriend. I thought you were expecting me. You must be her cousin" Oh god! How was I going to get out of this? "Everyone's gone out for the day. I'm the only one here." He smiled again. "So I guessed. Sorry I interrupted you. " His gaze passed over my body, passing over my chest, with my spurts of cum on it, and fixed again on my cock and Anna's panties. I let go of my cock. "I see I'm not the only one who likes those panties." I stammered an explanation. "Anna's been wearing them all week and looking so hot, and when she went out today I came to look at them, and one thing led to another . . . Are you going to tell her?" Ricky laughed out loud. "I'm not going to tell her. I'm marrying her and you're going to be family. I don't want us running into each other at every family event with you hating me for telling her that her cousin was wearing her panties!" A wave of relief swept over me. "Thanks," I said. "I won't do it again." "You don't have to promise that," he said. "But you better get out of them now so we can clean them up before she gets back." I stood up and slipped off the panties. Oddly, I felt more embarrassed undressing and standing naked in front of Ricky with my cock still half erect than I had felt when he was watching me masturbate and hearing me moan. He put his hand out and took the panties from me, and looked closely at them. " I'll go and wash them out. They'll dry quickly in the sun." He left the room. I tidied up Anna's bed, and hurried to my room. I collapsed on the bed, and took several deep breaths. I lay there for a long time, replaying the scene in my mind, remembering how hard my cock became watching myself in Anna's panties, and seeing again the look on Ricky's face as I played with my cock wearing just his girlfriend's panties. Despite my humiliation, I felt my cock start to stir again, and I instinctively started to stroke it, rubbing the tip with the cum that was still leaking from it. A knock on the door. "What're you doing in there? Come and give me the tour." "Ok," I shouted, quickly letting go of my cock. I put on some shorts and, taking another deep breath, opened the door. ************************************************ I showed Ricky the house, and walked with him down to the lake. I liked him. He was friendly guy, with an easy laugh. I didn't see much of him or Anna the next couple of days. They appeared at the dinner table in the evening, but for the rest of the time were off by themselves somewhere. One morning they left early with backpacks to hike up to a secluded lake a few miles away, and as I saw them leave, Anna dressed in her tight and very short shorts, I imagined them arriving at the lake and spending the day on the shore fucking. The thought occurred to me that maybe I should follow and watch, but the idea of sneaking after them on the trail like Golum following Frodo made me laugh, so I instead went to my clearing by the lake near the cabin and played with my cock while imagining Ricky undressing my cousin and fucking her. The next morning, after breakfast, Anna whispered to me, "Be in the woods by the clearing in 30 minutes time." I did as she told me, and a few minutes after I arrived there, I heard my cousin's and her boyfriend's voices as they walked along the trail to the clearing. I crouched down behind a bush as I saw them enter the clearing. Anna spread a large towel on the ground. Ricky sat on the towel looking up at her. As he watched, Anna began to undress for him. She unbuttoned her shirt, starting at the top. She slipped her shirt from her shoulders, slowly exposing her small breasts. She then undid the button on her shorts, and unzipped them. She turned her back to Ricky and leaned forward, so he could see her ass as she slowly lowered her shorts. She was wearing her white panties. She then stood up and turned back towards Ricky. His eyes, and mine, took in her beautiful body. She kneeled before him, and her hand went between her legs; she pulled her panties to one side and started rubbing her pussy. Anna kneeled there masturbating for her boyfriend. She spread her legs wider, and I saw her fingers disappear into her pussy as she fucked herself faster and faster. She came with a loud cry. Ricky kneeled in front of her and slipped his shorts down over his hard cock. Anna took his cock in her hand and stroked him as they kissed. My hand stroked my cock as I watched them. Anna let go of his cock and turned away from him. Ricky pulled her panties to the side so his tongue could explore her ass. Anna's moans made me stoke my cock faster and harder. Her moans turned into words: "fuck me, fuck me," she implored. Ricky took his cock in his hand and guided it under her panties into her pussy. I watched as they fucked, their bodies pressing together. Anna came with a loud drawn-out cry. They remained there together, his cock slowly fucking her pussy, for a long time. Anna then disengaged herself from Ricky's cock and turned to face him. One hand slid between his legs to cradle his balls; the other held his cock. I watched transfixed as her hand slid up and down on his cock. My own orgasm built and built as I anticipated his orgasm growing closer. His body tensed and he came. The sight of his cum spurting over my cousin's breasts released my orgasm, my cum spilling over my hand. I stayed hidden until I saw them walk together, still naked, to the lake. I put on my shorts, and walked back to the cabin. ************************************* Ricky came running with me the next morning. We finished at the clearing. He took off his shorts and ran into the lake to cool off. I followed. When I got out of the water, a vivid picture of Ricky and Anna making love in the clearing the day before came into my mind. My cock began to respond immediately. I reached for my shorts and quickly put them on, but not before Ricky saw my half-erect cock. I felt myself blush. Ricky came running again the following morning. When we got to the clearing, I stripped off my running shorts and ran quickly into the water, fearful that my cock would embarrass me again. Ricky followed me, and we swam around for a few minutes. I got out first, again to get dressed before I might start to get hard. Ricky walked out of the water towards me. He stood naked before me. "See anything different?" he asked. I looked at him, wondering what he meant. Then I noticed: he had shaved around his cock He lifted his cock to show me his shaved balls. He smiled at me. "Like it?" he asked. I nodded. "Anna did it last night," he said. "I think it looks great." I nodded again. It did look great, but for some reason I couldn't form the words to tell him. The picture of Ricky's shaved cock slipping into Anna's pussy came flooding into my mind, causing my cock to begin to stir. I willed myself to stop it growing, even though I was wearing shorts. To get rid of the mental picture of those two fucking, I stuttered stupidly, "Was it painful?" Ricky laughed. "No. You should try it. Your cock will look great, especially in those sexy panties you like." I blushed. "That was the only time I wore panties," I protested. "And you said you'd never say anything about it. "To Anna," he replied. "I didn't say I wouldn't tease you about it." "Well, I'm not going to do it again, so it doesn't matter how my cock would look." "Ok," he said, "But I really think it would look good. I'll tell you what: you shave your cock, and I'll borrow Anna's white panties for you again." We stood there smiling at each other. "No deal," I said. "Are you sure?" he asked. "Let's see. If you can't stand here for one minute thinking about Anna's panties without getting hard, then I'll believe you." As he said that, his hands reached for the top of my shorts and he pulled them down to my thighs. He gripped my arms to prevent me pulling my shorts up. I struggled to get free. We toppled to the grass, and he held me to the ground, his chest against my back, his arms reaching around my body to hold my arms. "Stop," I laughed, "I'm not going to do it." "We'll see about that," he said, and held me closer so he could whisper in my ear. "Imagine coming across Anna in this clearing. She's wearing only her white panties. She doesn't see you, and you watch her. Her fingers are between her legs, under her panties. You hear her moaning as you see her masturbate. Can you imagine that?" Of course I could, and it was making me hard, and this time I didn't fight it. "So," Ricky continued, "you watch her play with her pussy and hear her cum. She lies there for a few minutes. Then she stands up and slides off her panties, and leaves them on the grass as she walks naked into the water and swims away. You pick up her panties, and put them to your face. You smell the scent of her pussy. You lick them to taste her wetness. You rub your hard cock with them. Then you put them on. They feel so good against your balls and ass, and your cock looks so good in them, and you stroke and stroke it until . . ." His hand let go of my arm and grasped my erect cock. I gasped. "I win!" he exclaimed. "You're going to shave!" His hand stroked my cock. I had to make him stop. "Ok, ok, you win, I'll do it," I shouted, "but let me go." He let me go, and I quickly pulled up and my shorts and stood up. I ran from the clearing to the house. I went to my bedroom and closed the door behind me. I lay on the bed replaying over and again in my mind what had just happened. I was torn by my shame and my excitement. I tried to analyze why the thought of Anna's panties made me so excited. Why was I so humiliated that Ricky knew of my desire? And why, despite that humiliation, had I not resisted getting hard when he pinned me to the ground and described Anna masturbating? As he had held me down and told me about Anna's panties, I had been picturing to myself how we would have looked to an observer, both of us naked except for my shorts around my ankles and my cock getting hard. As I struggled in Ricky's arms, I had suddenly had the thought that if I was getting hard, maybe he was too, and I began to imagine his cock growing and growing and getting closer and closer to my ass. That was point I felt his hand on my cock, and as he shouted "I win," and stroked my cock, I panicked and told him to let me go. I lay on my bed for a long while thinking these thoughts. Then I drifted into a restless sleep. I dreamed that I had returned home and had gone to Sara's apartment. In my dream, she meets me at the door wearing only white panties. She leads me to the bedroom and tells me to undress for her. I take off my t-shirt and undo my jeans. I stand naked in front of her, my cock growing hard at the sight of her beautiful breasts and her white panties. "I have a surprise for you," she says. She pulls her panties down a couple of inches to reveal her hard cock. She holds it in her hand, and asks me, "Do you like it?" I tell her it's beautiful, and she starts stroking it. "Let me do that," I say, and take her cock in my hand. She moans softly as I stroke her, and I feel that she's soon going to cum. I rub her faster and harder, until she cries out with pleasure and shoots warm cum over my hand. At this point I woke from my dream and found that the cock in my hand was my own. I lift my hand and lick my cum, imagining that Sara's cock had shot it into my mouth. ************************************ I met Ricky the next morning and we took our usual run. We arrived back at the clearing and stood there regaining our breath. As we stood there facing each other, my hands went to the waistband of my shorts, and I slowly lowered them. As Ricky watched, I stepped out of my shorts and stood there naked. His eyes ran over my body, and he saw my shaven cock. This time, his gaze didn't embarrass me. He smiled. "That looks so pretty," he said. He reached into the pocket of his shorts and he pulled out Anna's panties. He unfolded them, and held them out for me. I took them and put them to my face and smelled her scent. I felt my cock beginning to grow as I held the panties to my face. Within seconds, I was standing before Ricky fully erect. My eyes met his, and I returned his smile. I bent down and pulled Anna's panties on. I slipped them up over my thighs until they were tight against my balls. "What do you think," I asked. "I think you should masturbate," Ricky said. My hand went to my cock, and I started stroking it slowly, my gaze remaining on his face. He watched as my hand slid up and down on my cock. He took a step towards me, and his hand slipped between my legs and cupped my balls through Anna's panties. He took hold of my cock with his other hand. He caressed my balls, and rubbed my cock with long slow strokes. With each stroke I let out a moan. I watched the movement of his hand on my cock and felt my orgasm build from deep within me, growing closer with each stroke. Ricky dropped to his knees in front of me and his mouth went to my cock. His hand gripped my cock more firmly, and his tongue licked the small droplet that each stroke squeezed out of me. His eyes locked on mine, he slowly slid my cock into his mouth. His hands moved to my ass, and his fingers slid under my panties. He pulled me towards him, pulling my cock deeper into his mouth. His finger found my hole, and he fucked my ass with the same rhythm as I fucked his mouth. I came with a huge crash, my cock spasming violently as Ricky sucked my cum into his mouth. Ricky kneeled in front of me, holding my softening cock in his mouth. Then he released my cock and took my hands in his. I kneeled in front of him. With his hands still holding mine, he leaned forward and kissed me softly on my lips. We kissed again, this time our tongues exploring each other's mouth. I undid his shorts, and they slipped down over his thighs. I took his hard cock in my hand as we kissed. A sense of deja vue swept over me as I pictured Anna's hand on Ricky's cock as they kissed in this same clearing, and I knew that what I wanted from him was just what Anna had wanted from him. I whispered my desire into his ear. He kissed me again, more deeply. I turned so I was kneeling with my back towards him. He pulled Anna's panties down over my thighs and his hands held my hips as he positioned himself behind me. I felt his hard cock on my ass, sliding over my hole, rubbing me gently. My cock started to grow again as I pictured him fucking me just as he had fucked Anna. I shouted out, as she had done, "fuck me, fuck me!" His cock pushed against my hole. I inhaled sharply as he stretched me open. I willed myself to relax so he could enter me, and at the point when I didn't think I could open any wider for him, we both moaned as he slid deep into me. I gave myself over to him completely. His hands grasping my hips pulled my ass towards him as he thrust his cock into me, his balls slapping against my ass. He withdrew slowly, before thrusting deep in me again. My moans became one single drawn-out cry as his thrusts became faster and deeper. His movement suddenly stopped and his body clenched as he pulled my ass back onto his cock. He cried out as he came, and held my ass tight against him as his cum shot into me. Then his body relaxed, and he began fucking me again, softly this time, as his orgasm slowly spent in me. Ricky slipped out of me and my empty ass felt odd, as though having a hard cock in it was its natural state. We sat on the grass facing each other. Anna's panties were around my ankles, and my cock was hard. Ricky took my cock in his hand, and kissed me. "You look just like Anna on your knees," he said. "Same blond hair, same pretty back, same slim waist, same cute ass." I smiled at him, and he kissed me again. He stroked my cock as we kissed. My excitement quickly overwhelmed me and I shot my cum into his hand. Ricky took my hand and led me to the water. We walked in and washed the sweat and cum off each other's bodies. *************************************** Ricky and Anna left very early the next morning. Anna came into my room before she left and woke me with a kiss. "I have a present for you," she said. She stood beside the bed and unclasped her skirt, which fell to the floor. She was wearing her white panties. She turned away from me, and slipped her panties down slowly. She then sat on the bed next to me, her legs open. She took my hand and guided it to her pussy. I slipped my fingers between her legs, and felt her wetness. She handed me her panties. "Call us when you get back to the city," she said. "I will," I said. "You promise?" "Yes." "Because I have lots of other panties we want you to try on." She smiled at me, then stood up. She put on her skirt, kissed me again, and left.