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#1 2006-11-24 04:56:53

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This story I found last year in the web.

«Several years ago while a sophomore in High School, I dated a girl named Kim. Kim was a year younger than me at 14 but she looked, dressed, and acted much older. Kim was a very beautiful girl standing about 5’3” and around 100 lbs. She had been a gymnast and a cheerleader since she was 8 years old. Because of her background and her small size she was especially easy to lift. She also seemed to enjoy being lifted and even asked me to lift her on many occasions. Other girls I had dated didn’t mind being cradle carried or thrown across my shoulder but the minute I would try to lift them overhead they would seem to panic and demand that I put them down. I still managed a few overhead lifts but they definitely didn’t seem to enjoy it. Kim was the direct opposite. She loved it when I would lift her overhead especially when I would surprise her and hoist her overhead before she realized what was happening.

Many times when we were outdoors at a park, or amusement park, or at the lake or beach, she would ask me to give her a shoulder ride and would insist that I lift her up there. I would stand behind her and grab her bent elbows and press her overhead and place her on my shoulders. In her bedroom, she had a very large mirror that she would ask me to lift her in front of so that she could watch as I pressed her overhead and held her there for several seconds before lowering her to shoulder level and pressing her again. She was so light and was so good at holding her body rigid that I could do this multiple times and she would always get excited and want me to keep lifting her until complete exhaustion.

Kim’s mom and dad had divorced several years earlier and her mom had moved to Florida with her job and Kim stayed behind with her Dad since she wanted to finish high school with all her friends. A few months after we started dating, Kim’s mom, Karen, came for a visit. Wow!…I could certainly see where Kim got her looks. Karen was not like any other 39 year old mother I had been around. For starters she looked like she was in her 20’s and usually people assumed that she and Kim were sisters although she was quite a bit taller than Kim at probably 5’8” or 5’9” but she had a killer body just like Kim. Karen was also the coolest Mom I had ever been around. She was pretty liberal on her opinion on partying and having fun as long as it was done in moderation and did not interfere with school work. I couldn’t believe the relationship that Kim and her Mom had. It really was like they were sisters or best friends as they could seem to talk about anything. I even got a little embarrassed a few times.

Karen soon left and returned to her home in Florida and I started kidding Kim about having a three-some with her and her Mom. I know that may sound strange but we had that type of relationship that we could joke around even about such taboo subjects. I was just kidding around but obviously the thought had crossed my mind. I even fantasized about pressing Karen high above my head. I wasn’t sure I could do it…she was a lot taller and heavier than Kim but I sure wanted to try. A few months later, Kim asked me to go with her to her Mom’s for Spring Break. She joked around about me finally getting to live out my fantasy. Of course she was joking but the thoughts of seeing Karen again certainly was a good excuse to accompany Kim.

Karen had a very nice home in a nice neighborhood and even had a pool in the back yard. It was unseasonably warm for that time of the year even for Florida and we even got to swim and enjoy the pool. Karen worked the first couple of days but decided to take time off from work the remainder of the week to spend some time with her daughter. The next day, Kim and I went out to the pool after lunch and had an afternoon swim. We were playing around and I would go under water and come up underneath Kim who was on a pool float and I would lift her up and press her high overhead and then drop her. Kim loved the anticipation of not knowing when I would drop her. Sometimes I would hold her only a few seconds and sometimes I would make her wait with anticipation for close to a minute. Kim was having a great time and kept asking me to do it again just like a little kid. Soon Karen came outside to join us and to my surprise, Kim told her mom that it was a blast she had to try it. Karen smiled but said she didn’t think so. She said that I looked pretty strong but that she didn’t exactly weigh 100 lbs. like Kim. Kim quickly corrected her mom and said she was 104 lbs. this morning and quickly asked me if I could lift her Mom. I told her that I thought so even though I wasn’t sure. I had never lifted anyone as tall as Karen and although I was horrible guessing women’s weight, I knew she had to be a lot heavier than Kim. I knew I could bench press my body weight (165 lbs.) but lifting a person is a lot more difficult and Karen and I were basically the same height. I had one girlfriend in high school, Angie, that was 130 – 135 lbs and I could lift her overhead about 50% of the time. At 5’5” tall, Angie was a lot shorter than Karen but I guessed that they probably weighed about the same. I knew that I was stronger now but still had some apprehension about attempting to lift her and failing.

After watching us for a few minutes and listening to Kim trying to talk her into it, Karen got up from her lounge chair and took off her swimsuit cover and much to my surprise said that I could try. As she turned around and started walking to the pool I couldn’t believe her body. She had on a very small bikini and had a body that most 20 year old models would envy. She was very tall and slim but with surprisingly large breasts. They weren’t huge or anything but given her slim build they seemed very large. At least a large C or maybe even a D – cup. Kim had a great body but Karen’s was even better. This didn’t seem to bother Kim though, she was always commenting on how beautiful her mother was and how she wished she were as pretty as or built like her mother and now I could see why.

Karen entered the water slowly, complaining that it was still cool. After a few minutes her body finally got adjusted to the water and she swam a couple of laps and then climbed up on the float. “Give it your best shot,” she told me. I was nervous about trying, knowing that I would be embarrassed if I failed but excited about the possibility of pressing her high over my head. I took a deep breath and went underwater and spent some extra time adjusting my hands to try and balance her. I knew Kim’s body well and could quickly position my hands to balance her but Karen was much taller and I had to reposition them several times. Finally I found the correct hand position to balance her and I lifted her out of the water and then slowly but surely I pressed her up and locked my elbows holding her high overhead. Karen was shocked and said she didn’t think there was any chance that I could lift her overhead. I was very excited at my accomplishment and Kim just said she knew that I could do it. I continued to hold her up for about 15 seconds and then suddenly let her drop into the pool. Karen came up out of the water laughing and told Kim that she was right…it was a lot of fun. It was actually a lot easier than I thought. She was either a lot lighter than I had estimated or I had gained more strength than I thought since I had lifted Angie. I lifted her and Kim a few more times but soon told them I had to have a break. We all got out of the pool and enjoyed the sun and some refreshments.

After a while, Kim said she was going in to take a bath and get dressed leaving Karen and I by ourselves. We really didn’t talk much…just a little small talk. We just continued to soak in the sun and enjoy the warm weather. A little later, I decided to go in and check on Kim. I was almost dry by this time and started to walk to the house. I had to pass by Karen and she suddenly surprised me by giving me a playful shove which I wasn’t prepared for and fell into the pool. She was laughing loudly when I surfaced and I told her that paybacks were hell. As I started to climb out of the pool, she jumped up and ran towards the house. She was surprisingly fast and I barely caught her as she was opening the door. I really hadn’t thought about what I was going to do and had only chased because she ran. Without really even thinking about it I pulled her away from the door and tossed her across my shoulder and started walking toward the pool. As I arrived at the pool, I wasn’t sure if I should throw her in or not. She was begging me to put her down and since I really didn’t know her all that well and she was my girlfriend’s mother I decided that throwing her in probably wasn’t such a good idea. As soon as I put her down, she surprised me again and tried to push me in the pool again. This time I managed to steady myself and her move failed. She realized I wasn’t going in this time and started laughing and running for the house again. This time I caught her and threw her over my shoulder and again walked back to the pool. She was once again begging me to put her down but this time I wasn’t falling for it. I did set her back on her feet but only to readjust her. I think she thought I wouldn’t throw her in the pool but I suddenly lifted her again placing her across my shoulders with her back resting on my shoulder and looking straight up at the sky. I repositioned my hands to balance her with one hand between her shoulder blades and one hand on her lower back basically at her butt and slowly pressed her overhead while she was screaming her apologizes for throwing me in and pleading with me to put her down. This time it was different…her voice really had a panicked sound to it now. I was teasing her and I finally lowered her down only to press her overhead again. I continued to tease her and acted like I was about to throw her in and then I would start to lower her and acting like I was going to put her down only to press her overhead again. After doing this a few times she told me she couldn’t take the anxiety any longer and to just to throw her in and get it over with. I was getting a little tired so I was happy to comply and I kind of slowly let her fall into the water.

She surfaced laughing and repeated what I had said earlier that paybacks were hell. I couldn’t believe it when she climbed out of the pool and started walking towards me again. I steadied myself preparing for her to try and push me in and she tried gallantly but she couldn’t manage to push me in. After letting her try for a short while, I decided to throw her in again. I’m not sure why I did what I did next but I seemed to forget that she was my girlfriend’s mother. We were wrestling around and the skin on skin and her breasts rubbing on me was more than I could take. I suddenly shot my right arm between her legs and my left arm over her shoulder and lifted her up to shoulder height. I then repositioned my hands…my right between her legs and my left hand right between her breasts and pressed her overhead. When I looked up to enjoy my accomplishment, I realized that my left hand between her breasts had caused her tight bikini top to shift and her gorgeous breasts were exposed. As a 15 year old boy with raging hormones I was in heaven; however, I suddenly became keenly aware that Kim was in the house and could look out a window or come outside and I don’t think I could have explained the situation. Unlike the prior time, Karen remained silent and the only noise was our heavy breathing. After a few more seconds of enjoying the view, I slowly lowered Karen to the ground and apologized for the clothing malfunction. She just smiled and told me it was her fault. We really didn’t get a chance to say anything else as we heard the door slam as Kim came back outside. «

#2 2006-11-24 06:04:51

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#1 2008-06-22 20:31:11

a youth shoulder riding story, boy on boy

I love shoulder or piggyback rides since I can think. When I was a little boy, it was only a good feeling and nothing else, but when I got older, so in the age of 14 or 15 years, I began to get sexual feelings when I rode on shoulders of a boy. In this time I used every chance to get a shoulder or piggyback ride, mostly on my friends.

Sometimes I took my 3 years younger brother on my shoulders or carried him piggyback and we played «horsey». Then we had the idea to change the roles and I tried a shoulder ride on him. It was a hard job for him and first he collapsed under my weight. You must know, he was a skinny small boy at this time and I was much bigger and heavier and, not at least, 3 years older. I had already developed a more musculary body and strong, musculary thighs. He was skinny, but not weak, other boys in his age he could carry on his shoulders with ease. But I was too heavy and he couldnґt manage my weight. We tried it more and more and suddenly it worked. It was half a shoulder ride, half a piggyback, but it worked. But only for a very short time, then he collapsed again. He was in eager to prove his strength and wanted to do the next attempt. Suddenly I had a good idea. I said to him, that we should pull off our clothes for lowering our weight and then try it again. I thought, he was too young to understand that the only reason of my idea was, that I had homoerotic feelings and was in charge and wanted to ride him naked. I thought that he didnґt understand this, but it wasnґt so, what I should know later.

I didnґt know why, but now the shoulder ride really worked. I sat on his shoulders and he slowly began to walk. I rode him carefully and he was so proud that he was strong enough to carry me. Now another problem came: I had a big erection and I tried to lean back a little bit to avoid that he could feel my erected male organ at his neck. That caused that we kept out of balance. My bro tried to keep me up on shoulders, tumbled but finally could avoid the collapse. But now I sat full weight on his neck and he could feel my fully erected male organ. To feel my bro between my naked thighs and to feel my male organ at his neck, that was too much for me. I began with rhythmical body movements and finally I jerked off. My bro did exactly know what I was doing, laughed and said: you gay cocksucker, now I have creamed hairs.

#2 2009-10-28 14:13:41

Re: a youth shoulder riding story, boy on boy

easyrider wrote:

I love shoulder or piggyback rides since I can think. When I was a little boy, it was only a good feeling and nothing else, but when I got older, so in the age of 14 or 15 years, I began to get sexual feelings when I rode on shoulders of a boy. In this time I used every chance to get a shoulder or piggyback ride, mostly on my friends.

Sometimes I took my 3 years younger brother on my shoulders or carried him piggyback and we played «horsey». Then we had the idea to change the roles and I tried a shoulder ride on him. It was a hard job for him and first he collapsed under my weight. You must know, he was a skinny small boy at this time and I was much bigger and heavier and, not at least, 3 years older. I had already developed a more musculary body and strong, musculary thighs. He was skinny, but not weak, other boys in his age he could carry on his shoulders with ease. But I was too heavy and he couldnґt manage my weight. We tried it more and more and suddenly it worked. It was half a shoulder ride, half a piggyback, but it worked. But only for a very short time, then he collapsed again. He was in eager to prove his strength and wanted to do the next attempt. Suddenly I had a good idea. I said to him, that we should pull off our clothes for lowering our weight and then try it again. I thought, he was too young to understand that the only reason of my idea was, that I had homoerotic feelings and was in charge and wanted to ride him naked. I thought that he didnґt understand this, but it wasnґt so, what I should know later.

I didnґt know why, but now the shoulder ride really worked. I sat on his shoulders and he slowly began to walk. I rode him carefully and he was so proud that he was strong enough to carry me. Now another problem came: I had a big erection and I tried to lean back a little bit to avoid that he could feel my erected male organ at his neck. That caused that we kept out of balance. My bro tried to keep me up on shoulders, tumbled but finally could avoid the collapse. But now I sat full weight on his neck and he could feel my fully erected male organ. To feel my bro between my naked thighs and to feel my male organ at his neck, that was too much for me. I began with rhythmical body movements and finally I jerked off. My bro did exactly know what I was doing, laughed and said: you gay cocksucker, now I have creamed hairs.

This is the most interesting storry I have read.

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