The sky was clearing now and the familiar scent of freshly scrubbed flowerbeds and the oak trees surrounded me. I continued out onto the dock, looking over the lake's surface, and amazed how glass-like it was after the rainstorm. Its scent too was fresh. Everything was still dripping from the rain, and as I began to untie the ropes, my mind flashed back to how many times I had done this very thing...and how many times Josh had been here to help me. Now at 24 as I am and having come back home for a visit, it felt strange to have that image of Josh, the teenager, come into full view in my mind's eye. Strange yes, but at the same time good too; I could feel my body react. That soft prickling, yet intensely erotic pins and needle feeling took hold in my groin... I felt a bit lightheaded as the blood coursed from my brain down into those parts of me below that now required more of it. My dick thickened with the thoughts of him.

My mind drifted back to those days of a special closeness that Josh and I had spent here at my parents' home on the Lake. Hours and hours of sharing that bond of our friendship that had made it all so wonderful for the two of us. I don't think that twin brothers were more close than we. And it was in this close relationship that I found myself, and had validated my innermost feelings. I let them come to the surface...for with them came the knowledge of who I was and would be forever.

I stood there and remembered that time...

It was 1993, late June as I remember it now, I was just 18 that February and was working at Blue Lagoon Marina's boatyard. School was over and I had the whole summer before me...and was I ever looking to fully enjoy this time. My Dad has bought a boat from Mr. West who owned the marina, a new Wellcraft Elite 280. What a beauty this baby was. Mostly red with while slashes running from bow to the wide swim platform in back. Jeeeezz, and was she ever fast. The 280 meant 28 feet of raw power due to her 460hp I/O engine. She was a water skier's dream. Well anyway, here I was with my first real job. I wanted to save as much money as I could cause I was going into senior year in High School and man, all those activities and wanting a new car and stuff; well I needed cash. My folks were great about paying for stuff but I felt that I needed to do my part too.

I remember it was hot as hell for June, I was working on the Higgins boat...scraping the hull to get it ready to launch that weekend. This was the busy time as everybody on the Lake wanted their boats ready and in the water... all set for the 4th of July holiday. The sweat was dripping off of me as if I was being showered by a hose. I had taken my shirt off and was wearing just my cruddy swimsuit and a pair of old sneaks. I could feel the strain in my shoulders and biceps as I scraped but it kinda felt good, as I wanted to buff my bod up a bit now that summer was here. I'm definitely no slouch in the body department as I'm about 5'-10" and weigh in at 155 lbs. I've been on the swim team for the past two years and hauling ass in the relay doing butterfly gave me a helluva workout. On top of that, I also work out with a regular routine at the weight bench I have at home too. But like any guy my age, I wanted to really have a hot body when I wore my tighter clothes especially my swimsuits over at Pine Island on the weekends.

Putting more of my back into it, I scraped harder. My raven black hair was sweat soaked and stuck to my forehead so that it kept dripping into my eyes. [My Mom says I have the deepest jade green eyes of anyone in the family...anyway that's what she says.] Just as I really had a momentum going, the yard's whistle blew shrilly, announcing break time. I grabbed for my shirt off the dolley and wiped my face to get rid of some of the sweat. 'I could wash up in the men's room later when I went to take a whizz', I thought to myself as I headed over to meet the other guys and get something cold to drink.

All of the other guys took their breaks together as most of us knew one another from living around here at the Lake. And I guess it was good for the marina to have everyone take a break at the same time so that someone being away when a team was working on a job didn't interrupt the jobs. It was 3 PM and the temperature was probably around 90...as I said, hot for June here in Minnesota. The sky was that amazing shade of ultramarine that you only get here in the Midwest where the air is clean, and the green foliage that lushly surrounded the lake was fresh and new...a deep, rich green dappled brilliantly with some leaves turned into gold by the sunlight. I walked down and out onto the dock where the guys were relaxing and strewn about. Some smoked, most were just drinking their pop or a cup of coffee, but to a man, they were as sweaty as I was and needed this break. As I sat on the wooden bunker, that held the docking ropes, my eyes caught sight of this guy at the end of the dock sitting there talking with Don Blake. I recognized him from school and from the locker room after swim practice. My mind fished for his name...Jim, no..., John, nope..., ah hah - Josh...that was it, Josh. I had seen him around school and around the usual hangouts at the Lake but didn't really know him. I kinda lifted my hand in a token wave and smiled acknowledgement. He did the same back.

I just leaned back against a pylon and let the breeze off the Lake softly caress my head and chest. It felt so good. My nips starting to stiffen a bit as the sweat chilled and dried...that felt good too. I could sit here like this all day and get lost in some daydreams that lay sensually just beneath the surface of my active mind. But sure as hell, this reverie was not to last as Bill Meyers poked me in my knee and started to tell me about his latest bout with the Minnetonka Police. With Bill yapping away, I glanced over at this guy Josh to take a better look. He must have just started here cause I hadn't seen him in the Marina before today. I could see he was into a very heavy discussion with Scot Weinberg so I felt comfortable taking my time to really look him over. He'd be unaware of my close scrutiny for some time, I hoped, and Bill would just prattle on as he usually did.

Josh was one helluva good lookin' guy. Same age as me from what I remember in school, but as different from me as the keys on a keyboard. His longish blond hair glistened in the sunlight as it was still damp around his forehead and his eyes sparkled a bright and clear blue enhanced slightly by the very sky itself. 'Typical Minnesotan' I thought...'all that Scandinavian heritage we have here'. His build looked pretty damn good too. [he was shirtless like the rest of us.] I'd say he was 5' 9" maybe 10" and about the same weight as me but his chest was awesome. Being sprawled back as he was while sitting there, I could see how well developed his pecs were. Each capped with quarter sized nips that, I could see, liked the attention the breeze was giving them. His flat stomach only creased where the ab muscles allowed. And he had that slight trickle of hair at his navel that ran down into his denim shorts and it was glistening as well from the sweat that still clung there. I took mental note that this hair was a few shades darker than the hair on his head. The ripped shorts revealed legs that were a lot better muscled than mine, for damn sure...his thighs showed the sinews and the bulges earned from heavy sports activity and his calves had the same tight definition. You could see the blaze of light gold fuzz that the sun highlighted on each of his legs too. But it was his face that captured my attention the most cause this guy was so utterly good looking. I watched his animated talk with Scot and I could see his warm smile reveal a set of perfect, incandescent white teeth. It was a smile that caught my breath and made me feel my throat tighten as my heart hit that double beat. His nose was turned up at its end and that only added to the overall cuteness of his face. [Amazing how guys hate being called cute...good looking or handsome or even striking is ok, but cute...no way] Josh was all of that and more; he was a guy that the girls surely had to die over and probably some of the guys felt the same way too.

The yard whistle was right on time...20 minutes was over in a flash and I had just begun to drink my Pepsi ®. 'Oh well', I winced inwardly, 'a quick whizz on the way back and I'd be set to finish out the day on Higgin's boat'. The restroom was on my way back so I darted in quickly, and as I moved up to the urinal, I undid the velcro closure on my swimsuit and took hold of my dick. Looking down so I didn't piss on my feet, I thought to myself, while catching a look at my dick, that I wasn't too shabby in the dick dept. either. And I knew that it got nice and thick as it hardened to it's full 7" when I'd jackoff or when something else would cause it to go rapidly on the rise. I put my thumb onto the circumcised head and slid it around a little...about to direct the flow, but just then the door into the restroom slammed open. I turned, startled a bit, as I saw Josh push thru and head to join me at the only other urinal.

"Hey Buddy", was his first comment.

"Hey there Josh, how's it goin', man", I replied.

"Doin' good, doin' good, man. Hey, it's great that you work here too. Just started this mornin' and figured I know someone here...but it's cool its you - it's Derek right? You're name is Derek?", he continued ending with a question in his voice.

"Yep, you got it", I answered as I let the piss stream from me. As I slid my dick back into my swimsuit to go wash-up, I looked down again and checked out the dick that was cradled in his hand. 'Nice one' is all I could think. "Yeah, I've been working here for about two weeks now", I said rinsing my hands. "My Dad is a friend of Mr. West and he got me the job here. It's cool, the pays good, it's close to home and feels great being able to work out in the sun and do a number on getting this bod in shape", I said as I splashed my face and began drying up.

Josh had zipped up his shorts and had moved alongside me at the singular basin. I could tell he was looking me up and down as he said, "Shit, man, you don't need any shaping up...you look pretty fit to me". I know I blushed, cause I could feel the prickly feeling rise from my neck up thru my face

"Yeah, thanx a lot, Bud, but you know how it is...gotta be buffed for those Pine Island parties and stuff", I gave him back

"I know what you mean Derek"; he grinned as he flexed his arm, "gotta have the pecs or no sex, right!" We both laughed as we headed out the door. "Hey, you doin' anything after work?", he asked as we started off, each in our own direction.

"Nope, just home and maybe taking the boat out a little bit", I responded. "Was thinking maybe we could get together and just kinda hang out", he said as he moved further away. Standing there, "Sure, that'd be cool Josh, why don't you come over after your dinner and we'll head out in the boat and get back acquainted", I said looking at his chiseled back and that damn fine butt as it moved above those strong legs.

"Great, I'll see ya tonight then and we can shoot the shit, man", he said waving his hand backward as he walked away.

I turned and headed over to Higgin's boat while thinking, 'jeezzz what a cool dude'. And he was just that. I knew he knew where I lived cause I remembered how he and his brother would deliver papers in his brother's car to all the residents of the Island. I didn't know him then but caught sight of him when he'd come to collect. Picking up the brush, I slapped more of the thinner onto the hull to get the paint to loosen. My mind slowly began to focus on Josh rather than on the thickly curling paint as I continued to brush thinner on.

The warmth of the day lingered into the evening. As it is with this time of day on the Lake, the breeze had evaporated like a mist and the water was like the polished surface of a fine crystal plate. Nothing moved. The only sounds you could hear were the wail of the loons as they nestled in the marshes across the bay. A calming silence embraced you. And as I walked out onto the dock, I thought to myself how perfect it was here, how lucky I was to live on the Lake and to have this incredible vision that nature created surround me every day.

"Hey, Hey Derek!". For the second time this day, my reverie was broken but now, as I turned on my heels, I saw Josh scampering across the back lawn waving his arms in a frantic motion. He bounded down the small hill as I stood there smiling to myself. "Hey, I thought you forgot me and were going to head out", his words blowing at me as he gasped for breath.

"Naw, I was just getting the boat started and then I was gonna stock up on some ice and pop", I answered smiling at him.

"Whew!, Sorry I'm late man, my Mom was going on and on about the trouble with my brother and I couldn't get away from the table." he felt he had to explain.

"No prob, man", I said, "Let's just get her started and sit in idle and then you and I can get the ice and the pop and anything else we think we need", I said quickly as I turned the engine on and heard its deep throaty rumble take hold.

"Hey, got any beer?", Josh asked quickly with his eyes wide and a sheepish grin spreading across his lips.

"Yeah", I responded, "there's some in the downstairs fridge. We'll collect a few brews on the way out", I said laughingly as I clamped my arm around his shoulder and urged him in the direction of the house.

"Cool, we'll grab just a few cause we don't want to drink –too much- and drive", he chided back.

It was awesome out on the Lake. I kept the boat at an even 8 knots as we cruised from the bay my family's house was on out onto the larger, more open portion of the Lake. Josh had been laughing wildly as was I as we roared away from the dock with Aquarian opened at full throttle. We were ignoring every regulation of good boating but what the hell, it was a rush and it exhilarated us both. But now, having brought her down a few knots, we were just enjoying the quiet and the beauty of the Lake at dusk. Cruising this slowly, the evening's warmth enveloped us again. Josh removed his polo. He had already taken off his sox and docksiders and all that was left were his khaki shorts. I wondered, while looking at him as he sat next to me up by the windshield, if he wore underwear? I kind of shook my head a little cause I was becoming more than a little bit taken with Josh after only a few hours. These new feelings I was having weren't making me feel too comfortable with myself. I was becoming more and more aware of guys than ever before. I was beginning to think about my friends in a different way - a feeling that was hitting all my sexual hot buttons. And it was making afraid. And now I found myself thinking about Josh, and his wearing underwear or not, and looking at his body in a lust-filled way. I shook my head again and looked straightforward in the hopes that I could shake these feelings from my mind.

"You OK"?, he asked. "Hey Derek, you Ok?, Josh said louder.

"Oh. Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry, I was just thinking about something and kinda got lost in it", I replied while still looking forward. But my mind didn't let go, neither of the feeling nor of the images of Josh that had rushed to the fore. But after a bit, at least they receded as Josh and I talked about everyday things...how we liked working at the marina, hobbies, what we thought of school and our upcoming senior year...all the stuff that two teenage guys going on manhood ramble on about. And that included our dismal sex lives and the girls we wanted to bed. Yep, all the 'normal' stuff I thought.

"Derek, let's head over to Pine Island, nobody's ever there on weeknights"; Josh blurted with a new enthusiasm.

"Sure", I responded. The sky was undergoing that metamorphosis from deep pink and rose striated with bands of goldenrod into the more somber tones of lavender and navy blue. It would be dark soon and as I looked up at the sky I could see the pinhole sparkling that herald the beginnings of the myriad of stars that soon would be scattered from horizon to horizon.

"If nobody's there, I wanna do a little skinny dipping and rinse off the sweat", Josh stated. I turned to look at him and saw that same devilish grin that he wore when he asked about the beer, but this time his smile was even wider.

"I, err, I guess so" I answered hesitantly as I continued to look at him "Didn't bring a swimsuit anyway, so what the hell", I continued a little more positively now that my mind had grabbed the thought.

"Cool", yelped Josh, "totally cool!" I just smiled in return and brought down the speed further as we headed into the shallows that surround Pine Island. I let the boat glide, cutting the surface like a sharp knife as the bow was now off plane and had settled onto the Lake's surface. As we neared the cove that everyone uses for swimming and partying, I slowed to just about idle, easing Aquarian in and then shut down the engine and hit the trim switch to raise the prop. As I was concentrating on not coming near any of the submerged rocks I knew lay here, I heard Josh unzipping his shorts. My head whipped around as I lost all concentration on what I was doing and looked at him as he began to lower the shorts over his hips. 'Nope' I thought, 'no underwear...how cool is this guy huh'. Josh just smiled over at me as he finished his little strip and stood up and stretched his arms up over his head as if he had just awoken from a sleep. My eyes soaked in the visage of him now totally naked here before me and what a damned hot sight it was indeed. I focused on his groin and saw his soft but firm dick laying flaccidly over a set of average but nicely furred balls. Josh's pubic hair was darker than that on his head and while still blond, it made his dick and balls standout against his pale skin as would punctuation frame a sensual phrase in a sentence. I could feel my skin flush all over and my mouth went dry. Quickly however, I looked away and finished settling the boat's bow into the soft sand below the shallow water's surface. That done, I leaped out of the seat and stood close to the subject of many jackoff fantasies to come.

Josh just smiled at me saying softly, as if someone would overhear..."You gonna get naked or you just gonna stare at me all night?"

I flushed again, big time and sputtered out, "Josh, I'm sorry, man. I wasn't looking at you...I, ummm, I , I was just thinking about the boat and you caught me by surprise... ummm, that's all, man.

"Hey Bud, don't worry about it", Josh said quickly. "Hey, it's ok, we're two guys and it's cool, man." He continued to smile now as he folded his arms over his chest and stared directly at me. "Well!", he started, "you gonna get outta those clothes or do I have to pull them off you?"

I could now feel the heat building in my face and neck. "Oh, yeah, ok...no prob, man", I said as I bent over to slip off my sneaks and then straightened up to undo the button on my shorts. I could feel the heat from my face had traveled down to my groin. The blood had rushed there as well as I could feel my dick begin to thicken. 'Shit', I thought to myself, 'just what I need now is a damn hardon, he'll think I'm gay or something'.

"Jeezzz Derek, you're as bad as a girl...you take so long to get your clothes off", he laughed, "It'll be midnight before we get in the freakin' water".

Quickly then I unzipped my shorts and put my thumb in to the waistband of my shorts and boxers at the same time and pulled them down. My dick was indeed on the rise, but I thought, 'What the fuck, he's gonna see me sometime like this tonight swimming as we are'.

"Derek my man", Josh teased, "got a little wood bloomin' down there huh?"

"Yeah", I answered with a breathy tone in my voice, " skinny dipping always gives me a bone-on, man. It's way sexy I think and my rod just rises to the occasion", I joked back at him.

Josh took a step towards me...and then stopped. It was like he was questioning himself, taking stock of his move. He burst out laughing..."Come-on Sexy, let's get in the water before we can't see a thing". My bone was up to full and I could feel Josh's eyes scouring every detail of it.

"Yeah", was all I could get out and I walked back to the swim platform and jumped in the water. He was right behind me.

Lucky for us, the warm June weather had warmed the shallows of the Lake. But still the initial shock of entry deflated my dick immediately. The two of us horsed around in the water, ducking each other and splashing ourselves, just having a fantastic time. We both knew that a strong friendship would follow but at that point, we didn't really know just how strong the bond would be. We were totally relaxed now and took some chances with our newly found closeness..."Derek, let me get up on your shoulders and dive from there", Josh asked.

Without hesitancy I said, "Sure, come-on", and ducked down under the water to let him climb up on me. Once I felt him in place I stood up laboriously balancing to support his weight. Once up, I could feel his butt on my shoulders and his dick placed right alongside my neck almost touching my cheek. My heart almost stopped in those few seconds of realization.

"Hey, this is so cool, man", Josh shouted. Continuing he added, "Derek, you gotta do this man, it's awesome."

My mind was reeling as I turned my head...I was thinking that if I could just turn it a little further I would have his dickhead right near my lips. My own dick jolted instantly hard. I could feel my balls knot up close to its base as if I were gonna cum at any second. I managed to squeak out, "Yeah, I bet...I'm gonna try it next". Just then Josh began trying to stand up on my shoulders. Grabbing my head for support he got one knee in place balancing on my shoulder muscle and then the other until he could balance and place his feet so that he stood for a brief couple of seconds. Thru all these movements, his dick kept rubbing my neck and I swear I could feel its hardness...then he dove backward into the shallow water. It was more of a splash dive than anything but we both laughed.

"Come-on, try it", he coaxed wiping the water out of his eyes, "it's so cool."

"Ok, duck down", I responded while thinking that he wouldn't see my stiff bone as I did this maneuver onto his shoulders. I swung my legs to each side of his head and he lifted. The sensation of sitting against his flesh just made my dick even harder...it was throbbing now. The thought of cumming all over his neck and down his chest froze in my mind as he gained balance and straightened up. I started to lift myself to get my knee in place but Josh said, "Whoa! Wait a few secs man, let me get my breath". Terrified, I sat back down. I could feel my dick pressed into his longish hair. His movements to gain balance made it rub back and forth near his ear. I was dissolving in frustration.

"Hmmmmm, feels like a woodie to me, here on my neck", Josh said in a low, almost whispered tone, "and it feels mighty thick too". It was. Josh turned his head to that side and rubbed his cheek on my dickhead. I looked down and saw that he had his tongue stuck out and was trying to take a lick. That was it...my control evaporated...my balls hit the high 'C' note and I went over the edge. My cum rocketed out in a burst of hot, thick ropelets. The tremors of orgasm shook every muscle in my body. My white sticky jizz slammed Josh right on the cheek and flowed on down to his chest. Another shot, then another...and maybe four more after that. I was in such euphoria that I closed my eyes and leaned forward grabbing his head as I rubbed my dick deeper into his neck muscles and his soft hair. My butt hole was twitching causing my butt cheeks to spasm on his back.

"WOW!, that's all I heard thru the veils of this orgasmic high. "Holy shit Derek", Josh was crying out. I snapped up immediately. My upper body stiffened and my eyes flew open. "That was fucking awesome, man", Josh was saying as I realized what had just happened.

"Oh Josh, Josh", I stammered," I'm so sorry. I...I...don't know...man. I'm sorry, man...I, ...just couldn't stop myself." I lifted my legs from his grasp and threw myself into the cold water. Quickly standing back up I continued while averting looking directly at him, "Josh, ...man, I apologize. I, ummm, don't know what happened, man. All of a sudden I was just...." Josh came up close to me. His finger pressed my lips.

"Shussssh, its ok Derek. I caused it. It's Ok", he whispered close enough to feel his breath. "I wanted that to happen", he said in that same low whisper, "I'm glad it did happen". He took his finger away and replaced it with his warm lips. He kissed me deeply by pressing his lips hard against mine. His tongue was darting against my teeth as if knocking to gain entrance to my core... I opened my mouth to let that delicious part of him enter. My lips took hold of his tongue and I sucked on him as my arms went around his shoulder and waist and drew him even closer. Our tongues tangled with each other as my one hand slid down to his butt and the other rushed forward to caress his now stiff dick. We stood close that way for what seemed like hours whereby in reality it was only minutes. My fingers had found his sweaty and moist butt hole and were rubbing to gain entrance. My other hand had encircled his thick shaft, riding slowly up and down...and my thumb slid across the circumcised head slowly eliciting a guttural moan.

We broke from each other's embrace and headed back to the boat and climbed onto the swim platform. As Josh lifted his leg to climb aboard, the dim illumination of the platform's lights allowed me to see his spread butt and the sensuous nub of his in between. I leaned forward and kissed his butt cheek wanting to go further but not daring to, just then. When we had both climbed aboard Josh pulled me close to his body. I could feel the slight brush, of the almost invisible blond chest hair, against my own smooth chest. His nipples were as hard as twin fingertips and his velvety, but hard dick pierced me under my balls and worked its way up between my thighs. We kissed even deeper. Our tongues coated each other with the juice that raw lust produces in the mouth. I licked his neck, his shoulders, his nips and bent to lick his belly. He pulled back from me and stretched out on the rear bench seat. I could see the lust in his eyes. The boat's courtesy lights scattered around caused his eyes to sparkle like two aquamarine gemstones. Nothing had been said, and then..."Make me cum Derek", he whispered in a tone that was almost a low growl. " Make me cum", he whispered again.

And, indeed I would. I knelt down next to him and kissed his bellybutton and then worked my mouth down the trail of hair into his still wet pubes. I wanted to taste every part of him. But I knew something deep inside me was holding me back from going to the length I wanted to go. At that very moment I felt my mind release, I knew I was gay and I knew that Josh had made me realize it. But I was afraid that he may just be high from the beers and that he was in lust, but not really gay like I am. With these new awakenings rocketing through my brain, I turned my head to the side and laid my cheek on his groin. My hands found his dick and his balls in unison and I began to rub them softly. Josh groaned. His head moved from side to side as he let one leg fall wider from the other. His breathing became ragged as he gasped for breath. My hand started to stroke his thick column of flesh. My thumb was inducing more of his pre-cum to slicken the head of his dick. His pole had now grown fully hard. And as I gazed at it through the fog of lust that blanketed my brain, I thought for sure that it was bigger than mine was and thicker all around too. It was beautifully smooth. The surface not interrupted at all by heavy veining. It was like it was carved from white Carerra marble...yet the heat I felt in my hand screamed that it was his flesh was real and now heated by passion at the height of male arousal.

"O my God, yeah", Josh murmured, "O Derek, yes man, ...this is fuckn' A". My hand gripped his long thick dick even firmer and began sliding up and down. Big dollops of precum were bubbling out of his slit. I stroked faster. I could feel his balls tighten in my hand and move up to the base of his now trembling bone. Josh put his hands on my head and started to caress my hair. I stroked faster. His body stiffened. His back lifted off the benchseat as he moaned," yeah...yeah...that's it...O God.... I, ...I'm gonna..." . I moved my face closer in and I could smell the scent of muskiness that now permeated the air around me. I could smell his sex and it was causing small explosions to be set off in my own mind and body. "Jesus! O Derek I'm gonna cum.... I'm cummin.........oh jeeeeeezzzzz!", was all he could get out. And he came. His white juice shot out like a paint gun blast, splattering as it hit me in the face. Another shot. And he came again. His pearly ropes of cum now scattered all over him and me as his dick trembled from the impact of his orgasm. I squeezed harder and milked his beautiful dick of all his male essence. And then, as quickly as he had tensed, he relaxed. The first shot that had hit me had now slide viscously down onto my lips. I let my tongue sneak out and touch it, pulling a bit into my mouth. I had to taste the most private part of Josh's being. I needed to know the absolute ecstasy of having sex with another man. At first it tasted salty but then its sweetness took form. I relished the taste of Josh and my tongue swept more and more of him into mouth as his breathing slowly came back to normal.

After a while of just laying there in this glowing bliss, I picked myself up off of his moist body. My hand was coated with his cum. Thick, sticky, white and yet pearlescent at the same time. I leaned up and after licking at the residue of his orgasm, I let my lips just brush past his lips. His hand had come off my head and was now brushing against my nips sending new charges to my brain and my dick at the same time. I pulled away and got up and left the deck to grab a towel from the cabin below. Words just then seemed almost superfluous. Just looking into each other's eyes was all telling...

I saw that it was now after midnight as I started up the engine. Lowering the prop slightly, I backed the boat out of the shallows and into deeper water. Aquarian turned her bow and as I throttled up, she planed up and picked up speed to take us home. Josh came up from the cabin but still was naked. His body almost glowed in the soft lighting. I smiled at him, my eyes drinking in his manhood.

"Thanx my man", he said as he placed his arm over my shoulder, "that was awesome...you're awesome Derek you know that?"

I smiled back and said, "Thanx Josh, you're pretty incredible too." We just leaned on one another as we picked up more speed and Aquarian rushed us toward my home on the island. I think we both had private thoughts swirling around in our heads. I slowed the boat as we came into our bay and Josh picked up his khakis and slipped into them. Once dressed he climbed up onto the bow and readied to grab hold of the dock pylon for us to dock. We tied the boat up, shut all the systems down and climbed out onto the dock.

"Hey thanx Derek", Josh offered as we walked up to the house. "That was the best. And I don't mean just the swim", he grinned.

"Yeah", I countered with the same sly smile, "I know exactly what you mean, my Friend".

He poked me in the ribs and whispered, "Let's do this more often ok?", as he leaned close.

"Yep, I agree", I said smiling back. We clung to each other, arms over each other's shoulders as we mounted the hill and headed to the driveway and Josh's car.

The rest of the summer was fantastic. The job was building my body and providing me with enough money to sock away for the coming school year. And my folks did buy me a car in appreciation of my hard work and I guess cause they both just love me. Pine Island became the hangout for me and all of my friends and the weekend parties were out of sight. The summer turned out totally awesome. I allowed myself to explore the new feelings in my mind. And I came to understand, to a point, who and what I was inside. And Josh became my best friend. While we never came right out and discussed our sexuality, it was kinda understood quietly between us.

We got together several more times that summer in a sexual lust similar to that first time. We didn't need the excuse of skinny-dipping or beer to allow us to enjoy one another's bodies or passions. We never went further than jacking or sucking one another off...the rest of our sexual exploration and pleasures would wait til we were 19, as the Lakeside Chronicles continue......

Epilogue:

Josh and I went into our senior year in high school as inseparable friends. Wherever he was, I was close behind. We dated some hot girls in school and Josh really fell for one in particular, Beth Anne Samuels. He told me that they had sex together and with that news, my heart shattered into zillions of pieces. But as his best Buddy, I wished him the best. Our 'private' get-togethers stopped after that winter but Josh and I stayed the best of friends and extraordinarily close. I knew another summer was coming and I was hoping that maybe the warm weather would make things change. And they did, but that's another story...

And the "Lakeside Chronicles" do continue I muse to myself as I stand here looking out over the Lake now very glad that I'm back home. I began to untie the ropes once again, but now smiling inwardly as I thought, 'I really should tell Josh I am home.'