A couple weeks after our beach trip, Bo started bitching and moaning about going out of town again. He loved the feeling of being anonymous. He could be more himself, more effeminate, more the way he is when we’re alone without worrying about the wrong people seeing him. At the beach, we were on our own in a foreign landscape, and that made all the difference. I had started working on my dad about letting us go camping al...

I was standing under a hot shower when my best friend stepped in behind me and slid his arms around my waist to pull me into a tight hug with his limp dick pressed against my ass. It was exactly how Bo wanted to start every day, especially after sleeping naked together in his bed with no parents or brothers to disturb us. This particular Friday we were on our way to the beach. His parents had invited me to join them for a...

When my best friend’s parents invited me to go to the beach with them for the long Independence Day weekend that year, Bo decided he wanted us to spend some time alone first. So, he told them I had to work Wednesday and Thursday night when he knew I didn’t. Bo’s brother Bobby also was heading out with his girlfriend that Wednesday. So, we would have his house to ourselves a full two days and nights. I made a trip to our f...

Bo and I missed seeing each other a couple days because of our work schedules. Besides weekends, we’d been together every day for the last three weeks. And we’d spent almost every one of them lounging around his pool naked. It was cloudy and rainy, which meant Bobby, Bo’s brother, would be home all morning. We couldn’t be naked or take a shower together until he left. Bo and I weren’t exactly lovers. But we were getting c...

Monday was a gloomy, rainy day. But Bo greeted me at his front door like the happiest guy in the world. “Oh! My God!” he practically screamed. “Friday was amazing!” He wrapped his arms around me and hugged tightly, pinning my arms together. We hadn’t talked all weekend. So, he had a lot to unpack about our eventful Friday. “Where the hell did that come from?!” His eyes were wide, unblinking. I had let him dry hump my nake...

As usual, I headed over to Bo’s house at about 10 am. It was late in the second week of our summer vacation and I’d spent almost every day of it completely naked in his pool or bedroom. Just then I was wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and Van’s, my standard summer outfit. I had with me a small backpack with a couple towels and a bathing suit. This was all just insurance. I almost always had to wake Bo up with a quick text from...

I headed over to Bo’s house about 10 am on the first day of our summer vacation. He lived just a few blocks away. We’d spent every day of the last four summers in his pool. We both had just turned sixteen, Bo in April and me in February. So, this year I was driving my hand-me-down fifteen-year-old Jeep to his house instead of my bicycle. Bo and I met on the first day of sixth grade and found we had several classes togethe...