I had just finished my last final of my junior year of high school. I couldn't wait for summer to just relax and take it easy. As I was walking to my car, my buddy Mark asked if I had any plans for the coming weekend.
I told him I was free; he insisted that I come down to his lake house with his family for the weekend to kick off the summer. Mark was loaded rich and had a mansion on the lake with plenty of things to do. I immediately agreed. The weekend came and I rode down to the lake with Mark and his family. We got there and hopped on his family's big pontoon boat.
We spent the whole day on the water tubing and swimming. Mark was a running back on the football team, so his body was chiseled and very muscular. I couldn't help but notice. He was a pretty tall guy with wavy brown hair, and a naturally dark complexion.
I was in pretty good shape myself, as I was on the track team. I was skinny and fit, but not ripped like Mark was. The day flew by and we all made our way back to shore.
We ate dinner and played cards for the next few hours with Mark and his younger siblings. I think Mark could tell I was getting a little bored with hanging out with his family so much. It was already around midnight when Mark's family said they were heading to bed.
Being that Mark was so rich, his family owned the cabin next door too. His parents gave us the keys and told us that we could sleep over there; that way we could each have our own room and bed. Mark and I said goodnight to his family and headed next door.
Mark's family had the philosophy that lake houses don't need TV's, so this cabin didn't have one either. "I'm sorry man. I can tell you're bored", Mark said. "No I'm fine, it's no big deal", I replied back.
"Well, I have an idea of how to have a little more fun. Follow me," he exclaimed. I followed him around the corner to the bar area. He flipped a light on and before us sat a massive liquor cabinet stocked to capacity. He grabbed a bottle of bourbon and gave me a look. I was hesitant at first; I really had never drank before and I was worried his parents would find out. "Relax. Look at how many bottles there are here.
My parents will never know," Mark said. With the bourbon bottle in his hand I followed him to the living room where I sat in the recliner and he sat on the couch.
He cracked open the bottle and we each started taking drinks of it, passing it back and forth to one another. "Okay. I think this is more of the lake trip I had in mind," I joked. A good 20 minutes went by of us just sitting there taking pulls of this bourbon. We were both starting to feel pretty buzzed. Mark and I had always been pretty open with each other. We stated our opinions of other people and talked freely. I started talked about a girl named Sara that I had briefly dated earlier in the school year.
"I really hope things will work out with Sara this summer. She's been going out with that David kid recently though," I said. "Psh. I wouldn't worry about David; the kid's gotta tiny dick anyway," Mark exclaimed. I laughed. "And how do you know this?", I questioned him jokingly. "He plays football with me and I've seen him in the showers," he replied. By this time I was starting to feel a really good buzz, and now the image of Mark in the shower with the football team popped in my head. This made my curiosity rise.
"So are you guys pretty open with each other in the shower?", I asked. "Pretty much. Everyone sees everyone so we don't really have a problem comparing and what not.", Mark said back. I could feel a bulge growing in my shorts. I awkwardly shifted to disguise it. At this point I think Mark picked up on what was going on. The bourbon was getting to me, and not thinking, I asked, "So how do you compare to most guys, Mark?" Mark chuckled and put down the bottle of bourbon.
He reached for his pants, pulling them down and giving me a quick flash of his flaccid dick. He was well groomed. I could tell that he regularly trimmed his pubes. At this point I had a raging hard on. My dick had grown fully erect. "Alright. You've seen me. Now let me see you.," Mark said. With this I got very nervous. I hesitated and wasn't sure what to do.
After a few seconds I pulled my shorts down, exposing my 7 inch hard cock. "Jesus. You're harder than rock right now.", Mark said. I smiled. "Here's how we do things on the football team. When one guy gets hard, we all get hard." he said At that Mark slowly stood up and began taking off his shirt. His toned six pack was flawless and had the sexiest happy trail going down to his pubes.
Next he slid down his shorts to his ankles and stepped out of them. He instructed me to come sit on the couch next to him. I worked my way over to the couch and sat next to him. Mark told me to get naked. At this point I wasn't questioning him anymore, but going by whatever he said. I removed my clothes. My hard cock still erect, I sat down next to him.
"Just relax. You're going to like what's coming," he said. Mark began rubbing his thighs and ballsack, working his way to getting hard. I couldn't help but stare at his dick as he began stroking it.
I began rubbing my own dick. Seeing him begin to pleasure himself only turned me on more. Seconds later Mark was fully hard, and God his cock was beautiful.
Circumcised and a good 8 inches hard. We each worked our dicks, just sitting there jacking off right next to each other. I could see Mark's other hand rub his asshole with a finger. We exchanged glances and both smirked, loving every minute of what was happening. I had never done anything like this with a guy before. I figured if I had gone this far I might as well keep going. I leaned over and grabbed a hold of his dick and shoved it in my mouth.
Mark looked really surprised. "The football guys and I usually just jerk off in front of each other, but damn that feels good," he said. I smiled and knew he felt the same way I did. I began sucking his cock, taking all 8 inches of him deep in my throat. Mark tilted his head back and closed his eyes in pleasure, clawing my hair with his hand. We switched positions and began 69ing each other.
Mark was sucking my ballsack and jacking me off. I was in heaven. He licked up and down my shaft, and put his lips over the tip of my cock, playing with me. I let out a slight moan of satisfaction. Next I felt Mark begin to play with my asshole. He started slowly easing his finger in, and in felt great. This went on for another minute.
I took his dick out of my mouth, leaned up and kissed him. "Fuck me," I whispered.
Mark nodded in agreement. I got down on my knees. He got behind me, rubbing his dick up and down my ass, teasing me with excitement. He began pushing his dick in my asshole slowly. I let out a moan of thrill as he pushed deeper and deeper inside of me. Mark began pumping his cock faster and faster. He grabbed my dick and jacked me off.
He slapped my ass and grinded harder. "Don't stop," I told him. Mark was fucking me harder and harder, and I knew what was coming next.
He pulled out and let out a yell, blowing his massive load of cum on my back. I could feel his warm load run down my asshole. He laid there for a moment, and his breathing calmed down. Mark sat me back on the couch and began going to work on my throbbing cock. He was sucking me all the way. My dick was hard as ever, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer.
I was panting as I shoved his head down deeper on cock. My dick tightented up and I tilted my head back as I shot my load deep in his throat. He continued sucking me, swallowing every last drop of my hot jizz.
He rubbed my thighs and came back to sit on the couch with me. We both looked at each other, our dicks still raging hard, and smiled. The rest of the weekend only got better.