The sun beat down upon me as I stood on the deck of the boat, the ocean air whipping my hair into a messy halo around my head. Dads mate jay, a muscular tradie he worked with offered to take me fishing during school holidays on his boat.
With nothing else to do I gratefully tagged along. I’d long had a crush on Jay and fantasised about seeing his ripped hairy chest and how it must feel to run my fingers over. And there he stood before me, shirtless with a baseball cap and snug fitting striped shorts with his trademark orange tinted fishing sunnies.
As we cruised along, the gentle rocking of the boat lulled me into a sort of half-conscious state, and I found myself staring at the powerful, tanned muscles in his arms and shoulders, flexing as he expertly maneuvered the wheel.
Jay caught me staring and smiled, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Like what you see, mate?" he asked, his voice deep and husky. I couldn't help but blush, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and excitement.
“I hope I look like you one day Jay” I said, trying to pass off my glimpses as admiration. “My muscles are just beginning and I can’t catch a tan for love or money” I joke.
“A tan like mine requires a lot of outdoor time but sadly it’s not all over” he says , gesturing to his body. I nod, unable to tear my eyes away as he slides his shorts down a little, revealing the base of his thick cock and balls, soft but obscenely thick. It's the first time I've seen a grown man's genitals up close, and the sheer size of it takes my breath away. He notices my fascination and grins. "Wish it was all over, mate. But you've got time to catch up."
As I stand there, mouth agape, Jay's hand slips from his own shorts to rest on my hip. He leans in close, his breath tickling my ear. "Why don't you show me your tan lines, eh?" He says, his voice low and seductive. I feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness course through me as he pulls my shorts down just enough to expose my white, teenage boy ass. I can feel the cool air brush against my skin, contrasting sharply with the warmth emanating from Jay's hand.
"Not bad, not bad," he murmurs, running his rough, callused fingers over my butt cheeks. "But it could use some more work." With that, he turns me around and pushes me gently towards the edge of the boat, my lower body dangling over the water. The cool spray tickles my bare feet, and I look up at Jay, feeling both exposed and oddly aroused. "Why don't you show me how much sun you've actually been getting, hmm?" He says, his voice teasing. I hesitate for a moment, my heart racing, before stepping out of my shorts entirely, standing there in my underwear, my cock beginning to stir in response to the attention.
Jay takes a step back, his eyes traveling up and down my body, lingering on my exposed chest and teen cock. "Why don’t you throw a towel down and lay out for a bit, catch some sun” he suggests, throwing me a towel.
As I lie down, my heart races. The feel of the sun on my bare skin is intoxicating, and I can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have Jay's body pressed against mine.
“You don’t wanna burn kiddo” he says, as he walks toward me with a bottle of sunscreen in his hand. His body is so close to mine, and I can feel the heat emanating from him. I tense up, waiting for the familiar cold feeling of the lotion on my back, but instead, his fingers begin to massage my shoulders, working the cream into my skin. It feels so good, and I let out a sigh, relaxing even more beneath his touch.
"There you go, that's it," he says, his voice smooth and reassuring. "You've got a nice body, you know that?" His hand slips lower, tracing along the small of my back, and I feel a shiver run down my spine. He squirts some sunscreen onto my cheeks, and then, unexpectedly, a finger slips into my ass crack. I let out a low groan, arching my back into his touch.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to," he says, his voice low and husky. "I just want to make sure you're comfortable." His finger continues to stroke me, finding a rhythm that sends waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I feel so hot and exposed, lying here on the boat, and yet at the same time, this sensation of being touched and desired is intoxicating.
"Jay..." I manage to say, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart. "I... I want..." But before I can finish, he pulls his hand away, standing up and stepping back. "Just enjoy the sun, kid," he says, flashing me a wink. "I'll be around if you need anything."
I lay there, feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin, and the heat of Jay's touch still lingering in my body. I close my eyes, trying to focus on the sensation of the breeze on my face and the lapping of the water against the side of the boat. But all I can think about is how much I want him to touch me again.
I’m rock hard and shaking with sexual excitement. I can feel his eyes on me although I can’t see them through his glasses . I twist around, arching my back and pushing my ass up into the air, offering him a view of my teenage body. My cock standing straight out towards the waves, desperate for release. I want him. I want him so badly it hurts.
"Jay... I think I may need more sunscreen” I say, my voice low and husky. I roll onto my side, propping myself up on one elbow, and let my other hand trail down to cup my hip. My body is on display for him, and I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks as his gaze follows the curve of my spine.
“You sure that’s what you need?” He says, I can tell he’s struggling with what to do. I nod and roll back onto my stomach wiggling my smooth teen boy ass slightly as I do. He sighs and walks over, his cock obscenely hard in his shorts, stretching the fabric taut. As he kneels behind me, I can feel the heat of his body, his breath tickling the back of my neck.
He starts to rub sunscreen into my shoulders, massaging me gently. I close my eyes and let out a contented sigh, enjoying the sensation of his strong hands on my skin. But then he slides one of his hands lower, cupping my ass and rubbing circles over the cheek. My heart skips a beat and I let out a soft moan.
"Can’t send you back to your dad with red cheeks” he jokes, his breath warm against my ear. I can feel him tensing up, trying to keep his composure, but the way his hand moves lower, lingering on my ass as I see his cock twitch in his shorts, tells me he's struggling.
His hand is still on my ass cheek, no longer running in cream, and the silence is intense. I can feel his inner struggle, cock vs brain. His hands move off my ass and more cream is squirted, this time directly into the crack of my ass, the cool liquid making me moan. His hands return, now with purpose and I feel the tip of his middle finger slide over my puckered anus. He pushes, slowly at first, and then faster, until his finger is buried to the knuckle inside me.
I cry out, my back arching into his touch. The tenderness is gone and it’s replaced with primal need. He’s lost the battle and his cock has won. A second finger joins the first and his other hand is pawing at his throbbing cock, freeing it from his shorts. He pushes his fingers deeper, curling them up, finding my sweet spot with expert precision.
No words are spoken as Jay continues to thrust his fingers into me, his fingers wet with my juices. The only sounds are the waves lapping against the side of the boat, and the wet slapping of his skin on mine as he moves against me.
His fingers still in me, he steps moves around me and his adult cock is pressing against my lips, his free hand moves to the back of my head guiding me forward. Without hesitation, I open my mouth and take him in. My lips stretch around the head of his cock, and I suck gently as he begins to thrust deeper, fucking my mouth.
He groans, his hips moving faster as he fucks my face. I reach up, wrapping my hand around his shaft, stroking him in time with his thrusts. He growls, the vibration sending a shiver through me.
His fingers finally slide out of me, leaving me aching for more as he pulls his spit covered cock out of my mouth. Still wearing the sunglasses I can’t read his face but I don’t have to. I’m lifted and bent over the side of the boat, my legs spread wide as his weight shifts behind me and he shakily grabs his cock positioning it into my boy crack.
He groans, his hips slamming forward and driving his cock deep inside me. I cry out, feeling the sharp sting of his entry but quickly followed by the bliss of fullness. His hands grip my hips tightly, his fingers digging into my soft skin as he begins to thrust into me, hard and fast.
The boat rocks beneath us, the motion throwing my body against his, our skin slapping together. I can feel him pressing against my prostate with each thrust and it's overwhelming. My body tenses, my muscles tightening as I feel the familiar buildup of pleasure. I whimper and arch my back, offering myself up to him, wanting more.
He picks up the pace, slamming into me with a ferocity that takes my breath away. I can feel myself getting closer, the pressure building inside me, threatening to explode. I gasp for air, my lungs burning, as Jay's hips pound against my ass. His grunts echo in my ear, vibrating against my neck as he comes, thrusting deep inside me one last time.
My body quivers and convulses as my orgasm crashes over me, sending waves of pleasure through my body. Jay's weight presses me into the cool water, his breath hot against my ear as he whispers, "Fuck, you're so tight." His hips twitch as he continues to pump his cum into me, and then finally he releases me, letting me fall onto the soft cushion of the boat.
It’s suddenly silent as jay pulls his shorts up over his thick but softening cock and I can tell we won’t discuss what happened . It's like it never even happened. “Ready to throw out some lines kiddo" His voice is smooth, almost too calm as he tries to act like everything is normal. I nod in agreement, taking a deep breath as I try to steady my racing heart and my aching body.
I throw my shorts back on and we cast out our lines, both pretending that nothing untoward had just happened. As I stand there admiring Jay, I feel some of his seed bubble out of my hole and drop down my leg and I know I need more.
