Date: Fri, 21 Dec 2012 08:37:08 +0000
From: Rick Shaver <rick.shaver.uk@gmail.com>
Subject: The Brothers (part 1)

1 - The Holiday

When the offer came from Rolf's parents for Max to join them and Rolf on
their month long stay in the Greek Islands, it was quite a surprise. Though
Rolf and Max were friends at school, they weren't close or, at least,
certainly not as close as Max had once thought they might be.

Max had become friendly with Rolf two years ago, or perhaps Rolf had picked
Max. At least, they started meeting up after school and talked about sex.
Well, Rolf talked; Max's experience was very limited and he admired and
looked up to Rolf who was full of descriptions of men whose dicks he had
sucked when he went on holiday to visit his uncle. Max wasn't sure quite
how much of this was true, but he certainly enjoyed talking. As regards
actual sex, Max and Rolf didn't progress much from simply wanking. Max
would have liked to have done more, but Rolf kept things under control.

Rolf and his family were German, his Dad had taken a job in the UK when
Rolf was 12. Rolf had come with them and pursed his schooling at Max's
school, whereas Rolf's elder brother Adelmar had remained in Germany. What
Max liked about visiting Rolf was that they were different, meals were
different, so was the way the house was organised. About many things Rolf's
parents, Eva and Georg, were polite but firm, things were done just so; but
about clothes they were perfectly casual. So if Max visited Rolf, they sat
naked in Rolf's room; if they wanted a drink they went down to the kitchen
and Rolf's parents took it for granted that they boys were naked.

The second time Max had visited Rolf he had been startled to find Georg sat
at a table, with his dressing gown completely open showing he was naked
underneath. Max had tried not to stare, but the idea of being so open about
displaying your cock was new, particularly as both Rolf and Georg seemed to
take it for granted. It took a few visits before Rolf persuaded Max that it
was OK to be naked in the house, by which time Max had seen Georg's cock a
few times.

A couple of times, Max was convinced that Georg's cock was half hard, his
fore-skin was fully retracted and you could see the whole of the head of
his cock quite clearly. When Max mentioned this rather carefully to Rolf,
Rolf was not surprised and said that he'd seen his father hard. Not only
that, but his parents had sex with him present. Max didn't know whether to
believe this or not, it seemed too fantastic.

Max had never seen his parents naked, never mind seeing his father's cock
hard or them fucking, but the idea did rather excite him. He'd once come
across some old photos, when he was rooting around trying to find hidden
Christmas presents. They had been of his parents with a couple of friends,
taken a long time ago, all four were fooling around and all four were
naked. Max's Dad wasn't bad looking, in the picture his cock only looked
average and he wasn't very hairy. Max's idea of an ideal man definitely
involved hairy.

The German family were all blond and tall, Rolf and his father were both
very slim, Georg with just a sprinkling of body hair and both with a long
slim cock. When Max first got to know Rolf, Rolf had no pubes at all. Rolf
said that his uncle encouraged him to do this, saying that it made him look
younger.

Max had rather liked the look and had shaved his own off. Max was shorter
and chunkier than Rolf, with a shorter, fatter cock. Max was pleased with
his own smooth look and even when Rolf started to grow his pubes, Max
continued smooth.

There was another thing, something else which Max could not be certain that
Rolf was not inventing. Rolf swore that his parents knew that he was having
sex with his uncle, and approved. Max certainly enjoyed Rolf's stories but
Max wasn't certain it was true.

If the weather was good, Eva and Georg might be sitting outside in the sun,
also naked.

So the holiday had a certain potential.

Max tried to explain some of this to his parents. Not the sex bit, just the
idea that Rolf and he weren't close, that Eva and Georg were different. But
talking it over, they agreed that it was worth a try. After Max had agreed,
Georg took him to one side and explained that their elder son Adelmar was
unable to join them and that they hoped Max would be company for Rolf, but
above all they wanted Max to have a good time. There was one other thing,
when they got to the villa no-one wore clothes.  Georg and Eva wanted Max
to feel entirely free, comfortable and uninhibited.

This last word made Max wonder whether Rolf's stories were true. As did
Georg's hand; he'd clapped Max on the back, kept his hand there and then
allowed it to wander down to that he was firmly touching Max's
arse. Nothing more, but it was something.

They flew to Athens airport, and then took two ferries. It was a long day
and Max was tired when they finally reached the port. There they were met
by a tall, Greek guy with a mass of dark hair, a thick moustache and heavy
stubble. He wore just a singlet and baggy shorts, which showed off his
muscular arms and legs, and the mass of chest hair escaping from the top of
his singlet. The bulge in his shorts suggested that not only wasn't he
wearing anything under them, but also that he was substantially well
endowed. He was introduced as Giorgos, one of the three guys who ran the
villa; servants in other words.

Now Max had always understood that Rolf's parents were better off than his
own, but this was much more. His Mum and Dad could never have afforded to
have taken a villa with staff. Max wondered whether Giorgos and the other
servants would be naked as well. He hoped so.

Giorgos put their luggage in that back of a jeep, and Rolf and his parents
climbed in the back leaving Max to sit in the front with Giorgos; enabling
Max to get a better look at Giorgio's rather attractive, and hairy legs,
but also to observe that bulge. To his embarrassment Giorgos detected Max
looking; Max went red, but Giorgos simply grinned, then re-adjusted his
crotch which made the bulge clearer and then, to Max's amazement, the head
of Giorgos's cock emerged out the base of his shorts. Giorgos simply winked
at Max.

Max was so absorbed with this, that he didn't really notice their approach
to the villa. It was huge. Set all alone, with a private beach. Further
away there was a small quay with a couple of boats, so there was plenty to
do.

Luggage was unloaded, Dimitrios and Kyriakos were introduced and Max found
himself in a large room with a double bed. To his disappointment it was a
long way down the hallway from Rolf and was neither adjoining nor
connecting.  Well, that was one thing made clear. Max determined neither to
mope, nor to hang around Rolf hoping for favours. He was on holiday.

Max had a long shower in the large private bathroom, shaved, taking great
care that everything was smooth. If he was going to be naked a lot then it
mattered. Then, rather nervously, he looked out on the terrace. Rolf and
his parents were already there, clearly unclothed, so Max joined them.

The Greek servants were not there, but Kyriakos, the cook, had left cold
food and drink. Eva explained that the three of them did not generally work
in the evenings, Kyriakos would cook and then leave the meal for the family
to take alone.

Max didn't explore much more than the villa and its terrace, the
surrounding area was dark and silent, except for the cicadas and other
noises of the night. He ventured a little into the darkened garden, so that
he could get the full benefit of the night sky.

Next morning, after a late and casual breakfast, Max spent the day
exploring, being shown round by Rolf and Georg. There was plenty to see and
do, they spent most of the day in around and on the water.

To Max's surprise and delight, the three Greeks, Giorgos, Kyriakos and
Dimitrios, performed their tasks naked. Giorgos was the hairiest, with a
huge rug over his chest and belly, wildly untamed pubes surrounding a long
thick cock. The other two were equally as well endowed, though not as
hairy. Dimitrios, the youngest, was smooth apart from his pubes and
Kyriakos had a decent sprinkling of chest hair, though not as much as his
elder brother's. That was the other surprise, the three were brothers.

After a long day in the sun, Max retired to his bathroom for a long shower
and a wank, thinking about three Greek cocks and the way they swung about
when the men moved.

Clean and shaved, relieved and relaxed, he walked out onto the terrace. Eva
was alone, leaning on a wall looking out. She waved to him. Then Giorgos
approached; he'd been out and so was wearing shorts. He walked towards Eva
and stood close behind her, he ran his hand down her back continuing down
her crack and between her legs. Rather than objecting, she leaned further
forward and opened her legs, allowing him greater access. Giorgos kissed
the nape of her neck, his hand all the while deep inside her. Then he
dropped his shorts to reveal the biggest hard-on that Max had ever seen and
proceeded to slip it inside of her.

Max had seen few erections and only those of his school contemporaries, and
had certainly never seen live sex like this. He was aware that he was
trespassing, but stood transfixed, then Giorgos turned his head and gave
Max a big grin. Georg then came up behind Max and whispered that Max had
discovered their little secret. Max turned to him. Georg was smiling, stood
stroking his own erection. He made no move towards Max, but seemed content
to watch and simply said `enjoy'.

Aware of his own excitement, Max stroked his cock and watched. Someone came
up behind him; a hand caressed and explored his arse. At first he hoped
that it was Rolf, but it smelt and felt different. A stubbled chin nuzzled
his neck, a hand explored his arse and a finger was inserted into his
hole. Max leaned forward a bit and let Dimitrios explore further. Finally,
of course, Dimitrios's cock pushed its way deep in.

It was some time before Max could concentrate on anything but what was
happening as Dimitrios forced his way up Max's tight hole. But when
Dimitrios paused, cock deep inside, Max was able to take in what was
happening around him. Rolf had joined Eva and Giorgos, to Max's surprise
Rolf was fucking his mother from the front as Giorgos continued to pound
her from behind. And Georg was lying back on the table with Kyriako's cock
thrusting its way into him.

After that, things got a little confused as people changed around. Max
found himself simply letting go and allowing things to happen. He was
fucked by Georg, Rolf and Kyriakos, though not by Giorgos's monster.  Max
was pretty sure that Rolf had fucked both his father and his mother, and
the other Greeks seemed to pretty much get around everyone.

Needless to say, dinner was late as everyone went for another shower. The
three Greek brothers wandered back to their own separate rooms, with cries
of good evening in Greek, as if what had happened had been the most natural
thing in the world. Dinner took place similarly, as if nothing unusual had
happened. But afterwards, as Georg and Max stood on the terrace watching
the stars, Georg took the trouble to check that Max was OK. That he had
enjoyed himself.

Georg explained that they regarded holidays as a time to let all things
loose, a time to feel free and that what happened on holiday did not
reflect what happened at other times. It was a bit surreal and though Max
assured Georg he had enjoyed himself and understood, when he went to bed
his head was still swimming. Just as puzzling was Rolf's behaviour, though
Rolf had fucked Max he seemed to have taken it as being quite natural and
straightforward, but it had not altered their relationship. Over dinner and
after he was just the same as before, friendly but cool, certainly not the
start of something.

So Max had a lot to think about.

He was late getting to breakfast and found that Rolf and Georg had gone out
in one of the boats. Eva was there, already starting to sun herself but she
got up and sat with Max as he ate breakfast. None of the Greeks were about.

Eva explained that Giorgos had business elsewhere and was not full time at
the villa, Kyriakos was out buying food, he always went straight after
laying out the breakfast buffet. Dimitrios had gone with Georg and Rolf to
prepare the boat and when finished would be back to tidy the pool etc. But
that all three were available for `entertainment'. Eva's expression was
coy, but her meaning quite clear. Frankly, Max did not think that he had
the courage to simply go up to one of the Greeks and initiate a sexual
encounter – he needn't have worried.

He decided to go for a walk before it got too hot, he encountered Dimitrios
on his way to the beach.  At Dimitrios urging, Max fell into step with him;
rather than sex, the young Greek was eager to talk. Understanding that Max
was from England, Dimitrios was keen to talk about all things English.
Evidently the brothers watched English TV programmes on Satellite TV and
had an enthusiasm for them. Also, of course, Dimitrios was a keen sports
fan; so the two had plenty to talk about. Max found that Dimitrios was easy
to talk to and rather better informed that he had naively assumed. It
turned out that he was studying for a degree at Athens University and that
this job was purely a summer one, for the money. Here he grinned at Max,
but in a rather ironic way.

Max followed Dimitrios round as he did his rounds, checking and tidying the
villa's surroundings. Finally, at the end of the drive, they encountered
Giorgos returning from his business. This, rather than something rather
underhand as Max had assumed, turned out to be managing a couple of other
villas as well. Max wondered whether they were staffed with naked servants,
but before he could even begin to formulate the question Giorgos confirmed
that the villas were staffed with regular staff, just a pool boy and a
cook, nothing exotic. This was the owner's personal villa, and it was run
with a special service for the owner's guests.

Max was curious as to who the mysterious owner was and how Eva and Georg
came to be guests, but Giorgos was discreet and Max not brave enough to ask
awkward questions. Added to which, sitting in the front of the jeep, he was
aware again of Giorgos's bulging crotch.

As soon as they parked the jeep, they leaped out and walked towards the
terrace. From a distance they could see Kyriakos lying on his back on the
sun lounger with Eva astride him. Clearly she had got bored with sunbathing
needed some `entertainment'. Giorgos grinned and made a comment to
Dimitrios in Greek, who laughed and explained that his brother had
commented that lunch would probably be late. Giorgos made no move to join
the pair on the terrace; instead he stopped and dropped his shorts to
reveal his thickening cock. He motioned to Max who eagerly bent over and
took the cock in his mouth. Max felt Dimitrios slipping his shorts down and
then Dimitrios's tongue work its way down the crack in Max's arse, before
penetrating his hole.

Then Max turned his attention from Giorgos's cock to his balls and then, to
his surprise, Giorgos turned round and offered his hairy crack, pressing it
into Max's face. Max allowed his tongue to explore, before pushing it into
Giorgos's hole. It wasn't clean, the smell of sweat, piss and shit had
assailed him when he'd pressed his face to Giorgos's crack and this had
developed when his tongue delved into Giorgos's hole. Rather than being
revolted, Max found that he was even more turned on.

Somewhere along the way, Georg and Rolf appeared and Max found himself
servicing yet more cocks and arses. Both Georg and Rolf smelt of soap,
Dimitrios and Kyriakos of sweat, it was only Giorgos who had been really
dirty and as Max returned to his room to shower he realised that he
certainly wouldn't object to encounter such again.

Lunch was not delayed, Kyriakos seemed to have enough energy to prepare
lunch and keep Eva happy.

After lunch there was a siesta, and Rolf and Max slipped away to mess about
in the sea. Rolf informed Max that he was going to go into the local town
that evening and would Max like to join him. Max was flattered to be asked
and agreed. It turned out that Rolf would drive the jeep, despite being
under age.

They returned to find the early evening entertainment had begun. Giorgos
was fucking Eva whilst Dimitrios was fucking Georg. Rolf grinned at Max,
dropped his shorts and ran over to his father and fed his cock to his
father's eager mouth. Then Max watched as the two changed ends and Rolf
fucked his father, thrusting his cock deep and hard. Kyriakos appeared and
Max's arse became the centre of his attention. Kyriakos was replaced first
by Dimitrios, then Rolf and finally Georg; Max's arse was getting what
seemed to have become its daily work out.

Afterwards, as the others went for a shower, Max found himself sitting
naked on the terrace, cum dripping out of his arse, talking to
Kyriakos. The Greek's cock had subsided, but still glistened and dripped
cum, but he was keen to talk about England. It seemed that all three
brothers were enthusiasts. Max couldn't talk much about restaurants, as his
parents rarely ate out except for his father's business. But Kyriakos had
his brother's liking for English comedy, so Max found himself talking in
the Greek sun about English TV.

The evening with Rolf was not quite an unmitigated disaster, but was pretty
boring. Rolf drove them to a taverna which seemed to be populated by a
dozen youths of mixed European backgrounds, many German speaking, all of
whom Rolf knew.  Max was introduced to a number but found that he had
little in common and that the conversation tended to move between a variety
of languages, leaving him rather behind. He wasn't sad when it was time to
go home.