Lakeside Summer Desire

That summer at the lakeside summer house, I discovered a lot about myself before my junior year. I hadn't grown much taller, but my body had changed; I'd gained two plump, jiggly ass cheeks and a decent amount of muscle from lifting weights. I was a chubbier, rugger build type with creamy white skin and a plump 7-inch cock. My ass and my newfound muscles seemed to attract every type of man, and I couldn't help but notice the effect I had on them.

Jake, my brother's best friend, was staying with us for the summer. He was a lacrosse player, a 5'11 cut Ryan Reynolds type, with an 8-inch thick, helmet-headed cock. His best friend Sam, was a 5'10 fitness enthusiast with a fat 7-inch cock and a buzz cut. One day, I overheard them talking in the kitchen.

"Look at Alex, he's finally putting on some muscle," Sam said, his hand grazing my chest as he stood beside me. "And that ass... it's something else."

"Sam, that's my brother," Jake said, but Sam just laughed and smacked my ass, making it jiggle.

I walked away, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement. Later, Jake pulled me aside. "Alex, I need to talk to you. Sam... he's into you. He's bi, and he thinks you're hot. I told him to back off, but he won't listen."

I was taken aback. "What do you think, Jake?" I asked softly.

He looked at me, his eyes searching mine. "I think you're fucking gorgeous, Alex. But I also think you should be careful with Sam. He can be a bit of a douche."

That night, I found myself drawn to the boathouse, where I knew Sam would be. I wanted him, despite the warnings. I hid in the shadows, my heart pounding as I watched him strip down and stroke himself. He was moaning, his eyes closed, and I couldn't resist. I stepped out, my cock already hard and ready.

Sam's eyes flicked open, and a slow smile spread across his face. "Alex," he said, his voice a low growl. "I've been waiting for you."

He pulled me close, his hands roaming my body. I could feel his thick cock pressing against me, and I moaned, arching into his touch. He pushed me onto the bench, my back arching as he traced kisses down my spine.

"Such a beautiful body, Alex," he murmured, his hands squeezing my ass. "I want to taste every inch of you."

I turned to look at him, my eyes locking with his. "Then do it," I whispered.

He leaned down, his tongue tracing the curve of my ass, and I moaned, my body arching into his touch. He teased me, his tongue flicking against my hole, and I could feel myself growing wetter, my body aching for more.

"Please, Sam," I begged, my voice a low moan. "I want you."

He smiled, his eyes dark with desire. "I know you do, baby. And I'm going to give you exactly what you need."

He positioned himself behind me, his cock pressing against my entrance. I took a deep breath, my body relaxing as he pushed inside, filling me completely. I moaned, my body arching as he began to move, his hips rolling in a slow, steady rhythm.

"Such a good boy, taking my cock so well," he murmured, his hands gripping my hips. "You feel so fucking good, Alex. So tight, so wet."

I moaned, my body moving with his, our sweat-slicked skin sliding against each other. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tingling with anticipation.

"Sam," I gasped, my body tensing as I came, my hole clenching around his cock.

He groaned, his body shuddering as he followed me over the edge, his hot cum filling me. He collapsed on top of me, his body pressing me into the bench, and I could feel his heartbeat, slow and steady, against my back.

"I've wanted this for so long, Alex," he murmured, his voice soft. "You have no idea how much I've craved you."

I turned to look at him, a soft smile playing on my lips. "I think I have an idea, Sam. I think I have an idea."

In that moment, I knew that this summer would be one to remember. And as Sam's arms wrapped around me, holding me close, I knew that I was exactly where I wanted to be.