Date: Fri, 14 May 2004 05:43:00 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: BORED AT THE BEACH - 2

WARNING - This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may (and
probably will) involve sex between men, youths and boys. If such material
offends what the hell are you doing on Nifty.

My characters do not use condoms or other safeguards but this story is
fiction ... get it.  I write my stories in 'full screen' text, they are
best read that way.

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I really was talked into a Part 2 very much against my inclinations - so
lets hope it turns out OK.

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BORED AT THE BEACH - Part 2


by


G. Cutter


I was awoken in the morning by Leo in the bathroom making ready for his
departure I guess. The small room smelt of sex and the bed was a
shambles. To fill my cup to overflowing my bum was sore and my dick felt
like it had been through a mangle. Mind you that was an extremely smooth,
black and muscular mangle. You could crack wallnuts between Leo's buns, I
swear to it. I rolled lazily in the bed, I didn't have to get up until
around eight as I usually met my 'rents for breakfast around nine in the
ground floor eatery.

We had two and a half days to go which meant I had another two nights to
make up for lost ground. The holiday had been OK but all the people of my
age that I'd chatted to had all been apparently as straight as rulers. It
wasn't until a dull day came along and circumstances were just right that I
had fell in with the two lifeguards from the cove that lay alongside but a
little apart from the main beach.

The white one, Darren and the black one, Leo had saved me from drowning (ha
ha) and then proceeded to treat me to a fate worse than death. It was
totally WICKED, I sucked them both and then they fucked me to a standstill,
it was some afternoon. The icing on the cake was that Leo who was staying
at the same hotel had crept into my room at midnight and slept over not
that too much sleeping had got done. We fucked all night long and he was to
my suprise and delight AC/DC, he liked my tight teeny arse but he also
liked my modest boy cock up his chute. In fact he squealed like a pig when
I rooted him and gifted him with a decent load of schooly spunk.

He came out of the bathroom and grinned down at me.

'You alright, Ryan?' He sat on the edge of the bed, it was that most
miserable of times. It was goodbye time.

'Can I see you again?' I know I sounded like a wimp but I'd got a taste for
it.

'I'm by myself today but you can keep me company,' he leant over and kissed
me. He was one hell of a kisser, I'm sure that bloody great tongue of his
had reached my lower intestine twice overnight, once down my throat and the
other time up my you know what.

'I can make the coffee,' I said eagerly dreaming of a day with my beautiful
black Londoner.

'OK,' he stood up and looked down at me. 'Perhaps we can find something to
do around noon, I get relieved for an hour and a half for lunch.'

'Perhaps we can find something to do.....' I mocked him. I pushed the
bedding down exposing my penis which was in early morning mode, either piss
proud or loaded, one never knew.

'You tempt me white boy with slippery tongue,' he made like a Redskin. 'But
you gotta go, you gotta go,' he reverted to Streatham Sooty talk.

'Midday then,' I said regretfully. 'I'll be there,' I grasped my hardness
and gave it an experimental tweak but he wasn't going to fall for it.

'You like black boys then?'

'I like you.'

'I'm a shaven headed black man of twenty five. I said do you like black
boys?'

'Dunno?' he'd lost me somewhere.

'My kid brother's working in the kitchens whilst I'm here, he's off today.'

'Yeah?' I replied a bit on the cautious side. 'How old is he?'

'Seventeen just gone, long hair, good looking with a decent bod.'

'Yummy,' I grinned from the bed.

'I'll introduce you lunchtime. You might click, if not no harm done.'

'Is he ........?'

'Is he gay?' Leo laughed softly. 'Put it this way, I've done him and he's
done me.'

'How big is he?'

'About six feet,' he glanced at his watch. 'The size you wanted is that
he's a little bit smaller than me, probably around seven inches.'

'Wowsy,' I laughed and offered my lips up for his final kiss.

'Thank you for a wonderful night, Ryan. See you around midday.' A wave and
he was gone.

I settled back into bed again. One thing I was pleased about was that
Darren would be away out of it, I preferred Leo, he had a bit more love in
him. I wasn't a black lover or anything like that, I was totally colour
blind as far as sex was concerned. If Leo's brother was half as nice as Leo
I'd be happy, I'd be happier still if the kid brother had some time free in
the afternoon, I didn't fancy traipsing around the souvenir shops with the
mum and the dad.

I suppose that as I was only fourteen they didn't like leaving me alone too
much but I was careful not to get into trouble and I had their trust. If
they had the slightest inkling of what was going on they'd have a heart
attack and the local police would be swinging off the chandeliers. Anyway,
they didn't and I was in my full Goody Two Shoes role by the time I hit the
breakfast table. I gave the waiter a sweet smile, I swear this kid was only
around sixteen and he was gorgeous but he just ignored me as he had done
for the last fortnight or ten days. He was so nice but I suppose now that I
had Leo and possibly his kid bro I could afford to ignore the Spanish
prick. He was tasty though. I stared pointedly at his tight pants and his
crotch as he moved around the tables but he just gave me a blank. He must
have fuckin' known for God's sake. One thing I did know and that was his
name was Juan, how's that for original. My dad says it's as common as Fred
in the UK, I pointed out that I didn't know any Fred's at home and he got
the hump, he gets a bit sad at times, my OM.

The same old routine, they were on trips and did I want to go with them?
Did I fuck!

'The lifeguards along the road are teaching me lifesaving.' I lied like a
fluffy carpet.

'Well that'll keep you out of trouble,' my mum sniffed not overly
impressed.

'It's a skill, I suppose,' my dad contributed.

That was it, we continued our breakfast and I sat and listened to a rather
boring bit about lava flow and how the island was created
... fascinating. I wondered if I told them about the diferent sensations
you could get when a big white cock shafted you and then an even bigger
black cock ... I doubt that they'd be very interested. With the attention
they paid me they'd probably tell me to do an essay and take it back to
school.

They left me some money and I wasted time with a few of the other kids
around the pool and then decamped to the adjoining cove just before
midday. I had a tryst and the old fanny was twitching, I wanted to see my
beautiful Leo not forgetting kid bro of course.

When I got there Leo was chatting to this white guy who was wearing the red
baggy shorts which were their uniform if you like, there was a gaggle of
kids at the water's edge and that was it.

'Hi, Ryan. Come to look after me?' Leo gave me a slap on my bare shoulder
that nearly flattened me.

I gave him a horrified look as the other bloke laughed but I was slightly
rescued when Leo handed me a carrier bag with coffee, milk and
sugar. 'Yeah, sure,' I gave him a dirty look. I just hoped that he wasn't
broadcasting our litle assignations all over the island.

'Don't worry,' he said as he followed me into their little kitchen. 'I
ain't said anything.'

'You had me worried for a moment,' I gave a nervous laugh as I felt him
behind me and his warm crotch press against my bottom. 'Where's your
brother?'

'He's working 'til one and then he's coming around.' Zeke kept glued to my
back as I put the kettle on and sorted out a couple of mugs. 'Shall I do
the other guy one?'

'May as well, coffee only though, he's straight.' Zeke nuzzled my ear and I
could feel little Ryan rising to the challenge. Now I knew he was a two way
guy I was keen to get on with it. Jeez, we only had just over an
hour. After I got the erection under control a little I took the other
lifeguard's coffee out to him, he asked me to remind Leo that he had to be
away in an hour and a quarter, I rushed back to my man. Our time was
limited.

'Come in here,' Leo grinned and took me into this side room full of
lifebelts, flags, and such a load of junk. He cleared a pile of flags and
stuff making a little cosy. 'Join me?' He sat down and put his coffee on
the floor.

'Why not,' I checked that he'd snapped the catch on the door and sat
alongside him.

'I've been thinking about you all morning,' he didn't waste any time. He
dropped his head onto my lap and I felt his warm breath through my shorts
as he dry munched at my hardness. 'I think you're ready,' his hand slid
into the back of my baggy shorts and clasped my bottom.

'Yeah,' I groaned and fondled the outline of his massive cock, the coffee
was forgotten. I leant over and pulled down the front of his red kit and as
his thick black cock sprang free promptly popped my mouth over the bulging
purple glans.

'Aaah,' he gasped and I felt the back of my shorts going down and the warm
air on my bared buttocks. He squeezed the springy flesh and rolled me onto
my back removing the shorts in the process, I lay there naked apart for my
singlet awaiting my lover's pleasure.

He looked at me silently for a moment and produced a tube from somewhere
squirting a clear gel onto his fingers. 'You ready for this, baby?'

'Go on,' I croaked as I folded my knees back onto my chest, I knew exactly
what he wanted and I wanted it too.

I felt two of his oiled fingers enter my well used ring and start to moved
within me and then he started to massage that spot, you know the one that
can drive you potty. 'Jeez,' I moaned and wriggled on his fingers, I was as
hard as a rock. 'Come on, Leo. Do me.' I stretched my legs and rested them
on his broad shoulders as he shuffled closer. I felt his fingers leave me
and then saw him oil himself up and present his thick oiled black spike.

'You want it?' He bent over me and kissed, I felt his bulging glans slip
across my pucker and give a little nudge.

'Do it. Do it for fuck's sake,' I moaned as I felt the pressure
increase. 'Aaaaah,' I wailed as I felt a brief pain and then the familiar
feel of his hot cock up my bum. This time it was better. We were both oiled
and his hot meat slipped in and out quite easily, I clamped on his movement
bringing a growl of pleasure. 'All the way, Leo.' I pulled on his hips and
forced my body onto his thrusts. God, it was so big and so slippery, I held
him tightly as he began to take my boy fanny yet again. He began to fuck
for real.

Christ, he was pounding into me and I was so hard, my balls were up tight
and I could even feel the burning as he slipped and slid into my well
stretched bottom. 'I gotta cum,' I heard myself moan.

'No, no,' he whispered urgently and stopped. He pressed against me pushing
his massive oily prong deep into my body and smoothed my balls down in
their sac and resumed only this time he was much slower and more gentle. my
urge had gone and I just lay there feeling his meatloaf penetrate me time
and time again. 'When you cum next, you cum in me, lover boy.' He held me
tightly as he sped up again, I could feel from his hardness and heat he
wasn't far off.

'Fuck me,' I gave an animal grunt as I felt his slippery glans deep in my
body.

'Yessssss,' he gave a quavering moan and I felt his thick black cock jerk
and then hot splashes as he began to flood me with his thick creamy love
juice. I think I must have had a silly grin on my face as I felt his
pumping and his slippery spurtings fill my body. 'God, you are so good,
babes,' he crushed me in his strong arms and kissed me long and hard. He
was spent.

It felt so empty as he gently slid free, I could feel his cum trickle from
my hole and his semen stained cock slip against my skin as he clutched me
and rolled onto his back.

'Come on white boy ..... come on my little Cumkid,' he raised his knees and
presented his pucker, I just shuffled up on my knees and grabbed the tube
of glop.

'You don't need that,' he grinned and held my hardness against his
hole. 'Push.'

I did just that and just like it had been in my room it was wonderful. You
would imagine that a grown man, an adult, would be so easy to enter but it
wasn't like that with Leo. It was like fucking into your tightly clenched
fist, he was so incredibly tight I nearly passed out as I forced my boy
meat into his bum deep and hard. He made all the sounds although I suspect
my four and a half inches didn't concern him, too much but he gave me a
good ride. I hammered hard and fast like a jack rabbit until I could feel
the tingle deep in my nuts.

'Gonna cum, Leo,' I gasped as he held me in his strong arms and my skinny
hips pumped into his muscular bottom.

'Yeah man, go for it,' he rasped as I felt my heat rising and then the
exquisite sensation of my boy spunk spurt into his flesh, making his
passage all slippery and squishy.

'Yeah,' I gasped as I ploughed in on a coating of my own cum and finally
slid free. We cuddled in the semen scented air in the small room until the
breathing slowed and we ended it all with gentle kisses.

'You coming around tonight?' I asked hopefully.

'Love to but I can't,' he looked at me sadly. 'I'd really like to spend the
night with you but Darren and I have to go to a big do organised by our
Boss and the local tourist board.

'Shit.'

'Never mind,' he kissed me with less passion. 'You might get lucky with
Zeke.'

'Who's Zeke?'

'My kid bro, I thought I told you.'

'Never told me his name,' I said sulkily like a kid ..... well I was a
bloody kid, be fair.

'Come on, get dressed,' he got to his feet and tugged me to mine. 'I gotta
go back to work and I wanna introduce you to Zekey.'

'OK.' I muttered. I was still a bit uptight at being turned down. Mind you
that was a year ago, I think I can realise now that you can't always get
what you want.

We emerged into the bright sunlight ten minutes later to find the relief
guy chatting to this big black kid and I mean big. He was around the six
foot mark and he looked even bigger with a shaggy head of black dreadlocks
which covered his face until he shook his head like an Old English Sheepdog
to clear his eyes. He gave me a friendly grin and studied me much as much
as I studied him. He was in white Bermudas which drooped just below his
knees and his top half was bare, beautiful white teeth framed by thick lips
and a slightly negroid nose.

Thoughts of Leo fled, this was my target for the night, By hooky or by
fuckin' crooky I had to get it on with this guy.

'May I introduce my kid brother Zeke before I take over the watch,' Leo
grinned as he studied my face. He glanced at his brother and obviously saw
something there. His grin broadened. 'I'm sure you two will get on fine.'
he murmured and turned to his relief, we were dismissed.

'Hi,' Zeke spoke shyly. 'You gotta be Ryan, Leo told me about you.'

'All good I hope,' I felt the old girly simper again.

'All excellent,' his eyes dropped to my chest and then down to my shorts,
he wasn't being obvious, not bloody much he wasn't

'Great,' I said brightly. I didn't know how this was going to turn out but
as usual I'd just go with the flow.

'Wanna walk over the hill to the next cove, it's a bit greener ... no
lifeguards either.'

'Yeah, sure,' I grinned. 'I haven't got to be back until the evening meal,
we're at the six thirty sitting.'

'I know,' he walked off and I tailed him trying to keep up with his long
stride. 'I'm a kitchen slave for the season.'

'Ah,' I brightened up. 'Do you know the kid who does our table. Juan I
think he's called.'

'Lots of people know Juan,' he laughed. 'Very popular boy.'

'Really.' Things were looking up, It was all a bit hint, hint, but there
you go. A hint's better than a slap with a wet lettuce.

'Really,' he mocked me and gave me his white toothed smile. 'I've got a
couple of hidey holes around here, you might even see your mate and the
other Spaniards doing a bit of skiny dipping. They use this cove because
the tourists won't come this far.'

'This one will.'

'That's for sure,' he laughed and we ambled over the crest of the ridge
that seperated the two coves. The change was dramatic and remarkable. The
one we'd just left in charge of Leo was for the hoi poloi and had a big
sandy beach backed by sandy dunes, this one had no beach at all apart from
low rocks and then it went straight into heavy woodland with grassy spaces
here and there. It was truly beautiful, if the tourists or the kids found
it they'd destroy it.

'Be nice to get into the shade,' I had trouble keeping up with him but he
slowed down and put a hand on my bare shoulder. I felt an instant tingle
like a very minor electric shock, my juvenile gaydar had popped a
fuse. This seventeen year old black kid was going to take me during the
course of the afternoon as sure as God made them little old apples.

'Nice skin,' he murmured as we descended the pathway into cove number two.

'All over,' I giggled.

'Here's a nice spot,' Zeke pointed out a small rise that had quite a tall
tree that provided shade, a screen of bushes and seemed to have a nice
mossy covering, a real cosy nook in the woods. The really neat thing I
found out was that it provided a natural spy spot for pervs like myself and
presumably Zeke.

'You come here often?' I couldn't resist it as Zeke folded his long legs
and lay with a sigh on the mossy grass.

'All the time,' he lay on his back and gazed up at me, he grabbed his small
beach bag and slid it under his head, I just stood there admiring his sweat
sheened black body especially his baggy shorts which were displaying an
appreciable lump in the front. 'You like?' His teeth gleamed at me again.

'Very much.' My voice broke as I knelt alongside him and gazed through the
bushes and peered out at the sheltered little cove.

'Good,' his voice was husky as I felt his hand on my leg and then a gentle
tug. I did as I'd intended, I went with the flow. I let him pull me back
and then with just a moments hesitation he pulled me into an close embrace
and we gazed at each other both with silly grins on our faces.

'Brother Leo said that you were OK,' he smiled at me but still not making
the final move.

'I am,' I felt his hot body against mine as I moved in ever closed and put
my arms around him and gently kissed him on the throat.

'Excellent,' he tilted my face upwards and I felt his velvety lips on
mine. We kised gently at first and then more passionately as our hands
started to explore one another's bodies. He slid his strong hands into the
back of my beach shorts and I felt him hold my buns in a gentle grip
squeezing and fondling the springy yet firm flesh.

Making my statement I put my hands down the back of his shorts and did the
same thing. He was a different kettle of fish to his older brother. Whereas
Leo had the firm buttocks of a man Zeke's were taut young globes more like
a boy than a seventeen year old, I felt his butt clench as I grasped the
firm flesh.

'I hear you go both ways?' He mumbled through the kisses.

'Yeah.' My fingers toyed with the top of his cleft and then slid between
his cheeks as he opened his legs slightly.

'Excellent.' It seemed to be his favourite word.

'Let's spread the towels.' I broke free from him with a giggle and stared
at him for a moment, his shorts were showing a nice tent and it was big, I
could even see the outline of the thick shaft and he grinned as he saw
where my eyes were fixed.

'Down, Fido,' he laughed and tugged his towel from his bag. We made a
little bedspread and settled down again but this time he spread me flat and
started to kiss again but this time my throat and then straight onto my
shoulders, I just lay there giving contented little sighs as his thick lips
and flickering tongue ghosted across my upper body. His hands were inside
my shorts slowly taking them downwards, sorta nudity in slomo. I played
with his dreads as I felt my erection pop free and his tongue on my belly
button and then he was there. His hot breath caressed my penis and then his
wet longue lapped me from base to tip and then down again, I groaned as he
took my tight scrotum in his mouth and gently rolled my nuts in their
fluid.

'Aaaaah, Zekey,' I moaned and wriggled as two of his fingers slipped in my
bottom parting my well used ring and then slowly started to finger fuck
me. I raised my legs to make it easier for him and grabbed his head just as
he sunk his mouth over my straining erection. I was in absolute heaven
under the shade of our tree, laying on our soft bed and being tortured by
this beautiful black youth.

'You did it over the lunch break,' He said accusingly but with his wide
grin firmly in place.

'Fraid so,' I gasped as his fingers delved deep into my spunk stained
passage and he returned to licking my cock.

'Let's get naked,' he suddenly broke free and stood quickly dropping his
shorts. Jesus, that thing was big, Leo must have been out of his head, his
kid brother was as big as he was if not a little bigger. I stared at the
back shaft as it swayed above me. I must have been on automatic pilot as I
knelt up and pulled it down a little and slid my lips over the bulging
glans.

'Christ, Ryan,' Zeke slowly moved in my mouth. 'You are so fuckin' good,'
he put his hands either side of my head holding me steady and began to face
fuck me.

'No, no,' I slipped free after a couple of minutes, I was scared of him
choking me. I tore my singlet off and rolled onto my belly and parted my
legs. '>From the front next time,' I looked at him over my shoulder and
grinned.

'Good boy,' he dropped and knelt between my legs. he knew that the last
thing I wanted was lube and I felt his massive knob slip between my cheeks.

'Somebody's coming,' I could hear somebody whistling as they came down the
track but they were obviously headed for the water.

'It's OK,' Zeke soothed me.'No once comes up here.' I felt a gentle push
and my ring parted to accept his slippery knob. I gritted my teeth against
the brief pain and he was in me, I felt my ring stretch and his mass begin
to fill me at the same time I peered through a gap in the bush at the
enclosed rocky lagoon below.

'Aaaah,' I sighed as I felt Zeke slowly moving within me sinking his fat
cock into my tender flesh.

'It's your mate,' Zeke whispered as he slowly pumped and his thick lips
caressed the back of my sweaty neck.

'What mate?' I raised myself a little for a better look thereby shoving my
butt up onto his thrusts but I didn't care, I was quite comfortable with
his thick black cock filling me inch by inch, I was loving it. My interest
was below, there was a kid in red schnorkelling gear and he had one of
those spear guns, he was absolutely delicious and he looked familiar.

'Juan,' Zeke started to move faster and I wriggled my boy butt on his fuck.

It was Juan and he was alone, I watched as he slipped into the water, his
flippers waved in the air and he was gone.

'Awesome.' I felt Zeke's sweaty belly slap against the small of my back for
the first time, he was almost all the way there, I parted my legs a little
more. He grabbed my slender hips and pulled my bottom up onto his
impalement and really started to root deep and hard. I closed my eyes and
pushed back onto him, sod Juan ..... for the moment.

'Go on, Zekey,' I urged him on, he was strong but I won in the end I shoved
my arse up and got into doggy mode on all fours and he loved it. He held my
hips and it was a sweaty slap, slap, slap all the way. Eventually I
straightend up and peered at Juan frolicking in the small lagoon
beneath. Zekey's belly and chest were glued to my back and his hips flashed
in and out on a coating of his big brother's cum.

He didn't give any warning but just gave his final thrust and stayed glued
to me, I felt his thick black cock swell within me and then the glorious
spurting as his youthful spunk splashed and spattered into my tightly
clenched butt.

'You are so good,' Zekey sighed as we fell onto the moss and he slipped
free, I just lay there leaking with a self satisfied grin on my face. I
loved being told I was good, whata buzz. Eventually Zeke raked around in
his bag and brought out to warm bottles of pop, we lay there slowly
drinking the muck and observing our little Spaniard below.

'He's going skinny,' I hissed as Juan finally waved his spear around at an
invisible audience. Tellya, half naked he was beautiful but we were about
to get the Full Monty. He lobbed his faceplace and schnorkel thingy onto
the edge of the sunbaked rocks and discarded this red lifejacket he had
on. Looking around him long and hard he finally and very slowly peeled off
his speedos.

I gasped as I craned my head to see better, Zeke pushed his little boy
bottom up against me but for the moment I was perving Juan. He had a nice
uncircumcised nut brown dicky and he was smooth, so fuckin' smooth you
wanted to lick him all over ..... well I did!

Short hair and quite a lot of underarm and crotch hair but the rest of him
was like a golden brown satin, I was as hard as a rock.

'Oi, you're with me,' Zeke hissed. 'Do your duty,' he was rubbing his cute
black bubble butt up against me, he was after my boy meat, no doubt about
it. I regretably took my eyes away from friend Juan and applied myself to
Zeke.

'Don't get jealous, Sooty.'

'Get on with it, Honkey,' he giggled and I did as well, then we joined. He
was sweaty but he was so tight, he gave a grunt of pain as I rammed in but
from then on it was good. He liked it hard and savage and I did my best. I
think he almost gave me a hernia the way he kept thrusting his bottom back
every time I whacked it up him. Sweat covered and exhausted I finally came
into his tight arse and we collapsed once again onto the moss.

I rolled onto my belly again and shuffled on my belly back into the
gap. JUAN WAS WANKING.

'Zekey, Zekey ..... look at this I hissed to my lover and he slid up
alongside me.

'Lordy. Lordy,' he chuckled and kissed me on the cheek. 'I thought he was
too femme to do the dirty.'

'He's not femme,' I replied indignantly but I wasn't too sure, sometimes
the way he moved around when he served meals, mind you his hardon wasn't
femme. It wasn't anywhere near as big as Zeke's but it was a goodly fat six
incher, as he slapped the old salami Zeke and I peered at him entranced.

Juan made a right meal of it, in the end we heard a subdued groan and he
splurted everywhere, over his glans, his hand and his crotch, he really did
a good cum, it was everywhere. He then proceeded to taste himself licking
up globules and tasting like some sort of deviate wine taster, the end of
it came when he slipped back into the water to rinse off.

'Whatta perv,' Zeke chuckled and clambered between my legs.

'I gotta crap, Zekey. I'm flooded.'

'Loverly,' Rastakiddy just slapped into me with a squelch and started to
fuck like a maniac. I pushed my bottom up and tried to watch Juan but the
show was over. He put his speedos back on collected his kit and wandered
off towards the hotel and presumably his room. I shoved my bum up again, it
was messy but Zeke didn't seem to mind, he just pigged out and fucked me
rotten.

At the end of it I was in such a state, I could feel spunk drying on my
legs and even the wetter variety at my hole and between my cheeks.

'I am so fucked,' I lay on my back staring at the leafy canopy with my butt
tightly clenched and grinned at Zeke. He could fuck me all day long but
there was the medical bit about abortions to worry about. My family
wouldn't appreciate half caste babies, anyway, we weren't married. 'I'm so
squishy.'

'Go and have a clearout and then we can dunk.'

'Crap?'

'What else?' Zeke laughed. 'Go in the bushes, there's no one around.'

'Don't look.'

'I ain't that pervy,' Zekey laughed. 'Hurry up we can have a nice old naked
swim around.'

'OK,' I grumbled and wandered off into the shrubbery with my cheeks tightly
clenched, I was close onto a disaster but I made it. After that we took our
kit down to where Juan had done the dirty and splashed around and freshened
up more than somewhat.

'You really fancy him, dontcha?' Zeke looked at me with his big sparkly
smile.

'Yeah, he's so fuckin' nice.'

'He's still a bit of a femme.'

'Who cares,' I grinned. 'I'd still like to have a go, everytime I give him
the moody look he gives me a blank.'

'I can fix it,' Zeke looked at me and smiled slightly.

'How?'

'Don't worry about it. I can fix it but it'll cost you.'

'I haven't got any money,' I replied impatiently. For fuck's sake, I was
fourteen, I lived off my parent's charity.

'I get to visit you at midnight,' Zeke moved in, I could feel his slippery
tongue at me ear. 'Fuckya all night long, white boy.'

'Talk dirty, Zekey.' I was getting bloody hard again would you believe. He
pushed me flat onto my back and lay alongside propped up on one elbow.

'Gonna get my big black schlong and slip it right up your little white boy
fany and fuck you 'til you squeak.'

'That'll be the day,' I giggled. 'But go on.'

Gonna rump you and fuck you 'til you bleed. Gonna hammer you into that bed
until you beg me to stop. Gonna fill your little kiddy fanny with my cum
'til it slips from your hole and then I'm gonna do it again and again until
you're so sore you can't walk.'

'You gotta deal, Zekey. See you around midnight, but for the moment ......'
I slipped my towel free and displayed my hardon. After all the day's
activity it was time to go back to the hotel and I was leaking precum, it
was unbelievable.

'My pleasure, Massa,' Zekey gave me a broad grin and gently took my sore
and aching cock into his warmth and wetness. I groaned and suffered as I
felt his suction and his hot tongue caress and bathe. At that moment in
time and space life just couldn't get any better.

Midnight came and so did Zeke. I think we both had a wonderful night as I
recall I fucked him twice, he seemed to be at me all night. Luckily the
small room had even had a small bathroom with it's own shower and toilet so
I managed to get through the night without disgracing myself. I heard him
creeping away at the crack of dawn. I hadn't even the strength to say
goodbye. I knew that he was working most of the day due to his shifts and
that he was on night-time standby so I was unlikely to see him at all
before we left for the U.K.

He kissed me lightly on the cheek in farewell and like a complete and utter
pratt I started to cry.

'I've got your address, I'll drop a line back home,' he promised. Christ I
was fourteen and lived just outside Guildford, the chances of me getting up
to South London to see him were small chance and no chance. End of fuckin'
story.

'I will fix that other matter,' he whispered as he quietly left the room. I
snuggled back into my spunky bed, what the hell was he on about?

I managed to awake and get showered just in time to get a breakfast with
the folks. I was absolutely knackered, my mum thought I was coming down
with a tummy bug and was most concerned. I very nearly got put under room
arrest but I managed to convince both of them that I had a touch of the sun
and yes I would cover up when I went out. They were spending their last day
buying straw donkeys and castinets, I knew where I was going. I was headed
for the perving cove to try and get a final glimpse of the delicious Juan,
I just hoped that his hours hadn't changed.

I spent most of the morning chatting to the other Britkids on the main
beach and after a snack in the eatery I headed for my 'magic cove.' I took
the long way around dodging the lifeguards and everyone else for that
matter.

Tell you something. I always amazed me that my mum and dad were totally
unconcerned at me wandering around by myself. If we were in the U.K. I'd be
under escort. Perhaps they thought that holiday resorts didn't have pedos
and other pervs. Perhaps they had Pedros over here (I made that one up
myself).

Anyway it was a long sweaty trip but I managed to navigate to where I
wanted to be and settled with my bag of goodies to watch and wait. I did
that in fuckin' spades. I was on the verge of going home when I heard
whistling, I peered out through my observation hole and to my delight it
was Juan but he just had shorts and a polo shirt on, no scuba gear this
time. Surprisingly he sat in the same place, on the very same rock and
after taking his trainers off dangled his feet in the water.

Hawkeye watched. Was he gonna give me exhibition again, he looked awfully
down and I wondered if someone had upset him. His head was bowed and his
shoulders seemed to be shaking, he must be having a good giggle about
something. Shit, my Juan was sobbing his heart out.

I couldn't have this, I was a fuckin' Christian.

Off I went galloping down the little hill and sprinted around the
corner. He looked up in alarm as I burst on the scene.

'You,' he said. Well that was pretty original.

'What's up, Juan,' I crouched about a couple of yards away from him, his
eyes were red and his cheeks were damp. My heart was breaking, I just
wanted to hug him and let him cry on my shoulder.

'You,' he burst into tears. I moved over and put an arm around him.

'You just said that.' Mr Sympathy, that's me.

'You're what's up, he pulled away angrily.

'What have I done?'

'This.....' He pulled a scrap of paper from his shorts and thrust it at me
nearly knocking me into the water in the process.

'What the fuck?' I took the paper and unfolded it.

'I SAW YOU WANKING AND TASTING YOUR OWN CUM TODAY WHEN YOU WERE SCUBA
DIVING. WHAT ARE ALL YOUR GIRLFRIENDS AND BOYFRIENDS GOING TO SAY ABOUT
THAT. COME TO ROOM 314 TONIGHT WHEN YOU FINISH ... I WANT YOU'

I looked at it in total dismay, I felt me face heat up in the biggest blush
of the century. 'I didn't do this,' I muttered.

'Bollocks.' His English was pretty good anyway.

'On my life, Juan. I wouldn't do this.'

It was Zeke without any shadow of a doubt. Whether he was trying to help me
or fuck things for me I'd probably find out in due course but for now the
damage was well and truly done. I was on the verge of tears myself.

'How could you,' Juan cried softly and turned away from me. 'I liked you
too.'

My heart leapt. I scoooted over and put my arm around him again. 'I didn't
do it, Juan. Please believe me, I didn't.'

'Who did then?'

'My mate Zeke, he was here with me yesterday afternoon. He was only trying
to help out.'

'Help out?' He yelled. 'I don't know what you're talking about. Help out
what?'

'I told him that I fancied you,' I muttered and pulled away a little, now I
was the one having a cry. 'I only said that I fancied you something rotten
and he said that he'd fix it.'

'Something rotten ..... what does that mean?' So, his English wasn't that
good.

'Really fancy you,' I cried and turned away. 'Got the hots for you,' I
gulped and moved away a little still having a little sob. Now I'd dropped
myself in it.

'I know what that means,' he spoke quietly. 'I fancy you something rotten
as well but you are so young, you could get me into lots of trouble.'

'No I wouldn't.'

'Don't be a fool. You are English and I am Portugese not Spanish , we could
both be deported or worse. What would your parents think about that?'

'Oh, shit,' I really started to cry then. Zeke had well and truly fucked
things. I huddled there with my head in my knees and just sobbed my bloody
heart out. The lifeguards and Zeke were just sex. I liked, lusted after and
maybe even had a severe case of puppy love for Juan, he was different. I
could no more hurt him than hurt myself.

'Come on, Ryan,' I felt his arm around my shoulder.

'Don't worry about it, I'll go,' I stood up and looked at my beautiful
Juan. 'I'm going into that kitchen and tell Zeke to lay off and then I'm
going to my room and staying there until the flight tomorrow.'

'No you're not,' he stood up and looked at me with his tearful brown
eyes. 'Things are sorted out now. We can talk up in your hidey hole,' he
glanced up the small hill and smiled.

'What's to talk about.' I was down, I was sad, and I was so fuckin'
annoyed. Between myself and Zeke we'd really cocked up, Zeke more than me
but the bottom line was that it was all my fault.

'Come,' Juan grabbed my hand and towed me up the hill. 'Your bag?' He
subsided onto the mossy grass.

'Yeah.'

'You watched me from here?' he smiled encouragingly.

'Yeah ..... sorry.'

'No matter, it was a good wank,' he suddenly grinned and putting the flat
of his hand onto my chest gently pushed me onto my back. I felt my pulse
quicken.

'Sorry,' I mumbled. I was running out of things to say.

'I shall see your black friend later this afternoon and tell him that I
shall be visiting Room 314 around eleven .... how does that sound to you,
Ryan.'

'What?'

'Shut up,' he grinned and bent over me. His face got closer and his sweet
lips met mine. 'You like,' he moved back and grinned.

'I like,' I smiled back through my tears and opened my mouth as his head
dropped again. One final risk, I reached out to his groin, he was as hard
as a rock. 'Juan,' I kissed him savagely and felt his hardness and the
warmth of his erect penis in his thin shorts. 'I wanna make it up a bit.'
With strength I didn't know I had I forced myself up and pushed him flat
onto the moss and pulled his shirt up baring his smooth belly. I attacked
him like a bloody stormtrooper. I sucked his smoothness, kissed and let my
mouth and lips roam over his golden brown body until he was whimpering with
pleasure. My last effort was to shuck down his shorts, kiss down his little
treasure trail and slip my mouth over his fat cock,

'Ryan,' he moaned. 'You don't have to do this.'

'Yes I do,' I spoke around his cock and started to give him one of my
bestest blow jobs ever. I sucked him and teased him until he was wriggling
and squealing in delight. Every time I felt his balls rise in their smooth
sac I smoothed them down and attacked him again. But even better things
were happening, he was inside my own shorts and he tugged my own much used
and abused dicky out and began to move around. I grinned around his highly
munchable dick again and let him take me into a classic sixty niner.

Dunno if it was love or lust but whatever, I finally found it on that sunny
afternoon on Lanzarote in the Canaries. The others were false starts,
enjoyable but not the real thing, Juan was. We slurped and sucked each
other to a climax and in the end both came into each other's mouth's and on
our faces. Thick streamers of boy cum festooned us both as we breathed
heavily and kissed tasting the mix of our joint climaxes.

'That was wonderful,' Juan smiled and kissed me gently as we snuggled
together in the shade the rest of the world forgotten.

'Are you still coming up tonight?'

'If you still want me to,' he looked at me and grinned. He already knew the
answer.

'Of course I do,' I smirked at him. I want you to make love to me all night
long.'

'But you are only fourteen.'

'I won't tell if you don't.' We clutched each other in the shaded warmth
snogging and cuddling like a pair of loons.

It was most embarassing at dinner time with my parents, Juan was serving us
and I was desperately trying not to oggle him as he flitted from table to
table. My mother remarked on how well I was looking. Of course she was
unaware that I'd been assisted in my recovery by Dr Dick and Nurse Cumlots.

I excused myself as soon as I could and took an early night, my parents
thought I was still a bit down with sunstroke but I just had to get some
sleep before my new lover turned up. Let's face it I'd had no decent kip
for two nights and to cap it all I was dreading the flight home, I hated
flying, especially without a parachute.

I was laying in bed all squeaky clean and semi recovered by eleven and the
clock ticked away, 11:05, no Juan, 11:10, no Juan. 11:15, the creak of the
door and his slender form flitted into the room.

'Sorry, sorry, he whispered as he sat on the bed. 'They kept me on.'

''Get in bed,' I whispered back urgently.

'I must shower, I stink,' he giggled and sure enough he did smell a bit
kitcheny if you know what I mean.

'I'll help you,' I clambered from my bed naked and clutched him, smell and
all. 'God, I thought you weren't coming.'

'How could I not,' he replied in fractured English. I saw his teeth gleam
in the half light as his hands clasped my buns and he pulled us
together. 'Shower.'

Whatta spoilsport. I helped him undress and shoved him into the small
bathroom. God, I was so hot for him as soon as we were under the water we
shared a gum numbing kiss and two young penises shot to full stretch.

'Ryan, I want you to love me so much,' he whispered soapily wanking my
massive four and a half inches.

'You nicked my line,' I giggled but I don't think he understood. He
certainly understood when I turned my back on him and guided his 'basic
six' to my hole.

'Now?'

'A sample,' I laughed again. 'You can have the main course in bed.'

'Right.' He understood me now. He guided his fat cock to my pucker and
gently pushed. He entered me like a hot knife into butter. I just sighed
with contentment and accepted his thick warmth and his heartbeat against my
back. Neither of us were virgins, well I dunno about him but I wasn't.  So
what?

'Easy lover,' I whispered as he slowly moved in and out sinking deeper into
my willing flesh. I felt his pubics against my bottom and knew he was in
all the way. He slowly and gently fucked for a few minutes and then
carefully withdrew.

'Let's go to bed, Ryan my love.'

'Yeah, let's,' I croaked and rinsed off. I wanted this sixteen year old
Portugese in me so hard it bloody well hurt. I wanted him and I wanted his
babies like yesterday.

I fell onto the bed and he came with me, we were both damp from the shower
AND I WANTED HIM SO MUCH. I rolled onto my back and guided him between my
legs.

'I can't do this, you are too young.'

'You can and you will,' I garbbed his penis, he was as hard as a scaffold
pole. He was super hard. 'Juan, I know that you'd rather be a bottom than a
top.'

'How do you know?' He stiffened and moved away slightly.

'I know,' I declared confidently. Zeke had been right, Juan was at heart a
femme but I didn't care, I was feeling the first stirrings of love. I
didn't give a shit what he was, I just wanted him to be mine. 'Fuck me,
Juan ..... or die.'

'You don't give me much option, Ryan.'

I almost shrieked as his fat cock speared into my tender bottom. Sizewise
he was nowhere near Leo or Zeke but it was so fat.

Jeez,' I moaned and held onto his slender brown hips.

'Sorry, sorry, he babbled and froze.

'It's alright baby,' I stroked his smooth torso and then held his
hips. 'Gently baby.'

He might have been more femme than butch but what's with labels ..... I
liked being fucked but I liked fucking. Join the AC/DC Club. I just liked
sex and I loved Juan, whatever he wanted to do I was happy with. He was
smoothly moving in and out and geting harder by the second, I knew I had
him when he started to groan and move faster.

'You are so beautiful,' he whispered as he pummeled my bum.

'Sweet talk goes down well,' I sighed and pulled myself onto his fuck.

Aaaaah, Ryan,' he kissed me forcefully and exploded. I'd seen him cum down
in the cove but this was something else, his thrusts combined with his hot
splashes sent me over the top. As his fat cock jerked and twitched within
me flooding me yet again, I cried out and my own hardness jerked on my
belly spurting and spashing my boy spunk upto on my belly and chest.

'Juan,' I sighed and clutched his firm body as he finally slowed and fell
on me and kissed long and sweet.

'Keep it in,' I muttered as I felt him wilt. 'Keep it well in,' I clasped
his soft bottom holding him into me, grinding our bellies together on a
coating of my own cum.

'Was I OK?' he asked nervously.

'You're my man, Juan.'

'No,' he looked at me in the gloom and I saw his teeth flash as he
smiled. 'You're my man, Ryan.' There was silence for a moment and we
cuddled before he spoke again. 'Ryan?'

'Yeah.'

'Don't believe whatever your black friend told you.'

'He didn't tell me anything really.'

'Good,' he hugged me tightly and I could feel his warm breath against my
cheek. 'I am a virgin and I want you to be my first.'

'What are you talking about?'

'I have never been fucked,' his voice was barely above a whisper. 'I want
you to be my first ever and I shall remember you for always.'

'I'd be honoured.' What else could I say. All the innuendo Zeke had
suggested was a load of crap. This sixteen year old Portugese had never
taken a man and I was a fourteen year old English kiddy with two under the
belt in fourty eight hours. 'Juan, I love you.' What a stupid thing to say,
but there you go, I'd said it.

'Prove it,' he lay back on the bed and gazed at me. 'Do you love me or do
you just want to fuck me?'

I was fucked . As I gazed at him in the gloom of that small room I knew
what I wanted. I wanted his love. I cuddled him close and kissed his tender
lips and stroked his smooth body, 'I don't wanna do anything you don't
baby,' I was so frustrated but this was a thing I had to do. Besides
keeping the faith with Juan, I had to keep it with myself. We may never
meet again after this night but I loved him, I loved him so hard I didn't
want to hurt him.

'I love you Juan.'

'Make love to me then,' he lay on his back and I could see him look at me
in the gloom. 'I want you to make love to me.' He grabbed my neck and drew
me onto himself, he kissed me briefly and flopped back onto the bed. 'Do it
now, Ryan.'

One thing I'd gotten over the last couple of days was a bit of experience,
another was the a tube of glop that Zeke had left last night and never
used. I coaxed Juan onto his belly and parted his legs, I could feel him
tremble maybe with excitement maybe with fear. So much for being a
bottom. I uncapped the lube and squeezed some on my fingers.

'No it begins,' I exclaimed dramatically and kissed his sweet butt.

'Shurrup you tart,' he giggled. 'Is that the right word?'

'Just about,' I chuckled and slipped my fingers between his butt cheeks
nuzzling and kissing his smooth bottom. In fact I could feel the faintest
of fuzzes, the skin on his bum was a bit like a peach. Jeeezus, I was
getting a fruit fetish, now that was weird.

'Oooh,' he squirmed and groaned as I located his pucker, swiped my finger
across it and then opened it and entered his tight heat. 'Aaah,' he
wriggled on my finger as I moved it in and out. He'd be OK, I only had a
little dick after all. I stirred around a bit easing the passage and got
betwen his legs.

'Don't hurt me, Ryan,' his voice shook.

'Never. How many times have I got to tell you.'

'What?'

'I love you Pedro the Fisherman,' I gently pushed and I felt my slippery
glans open his virgin sphincter.

'Aaa,' he gave a little twitch but I felt his body relax as his pucker
opened to admit me. 'Pedro the Fisherman was a Span.... aah.' I was in my
young lover and I was fucking. I put my hands onto his clenched fists where
he clutched the pillow and smoothly bottomed out at six fathoms
..... sorry, got carried away there, it's all this fisherman bollocks, of
course I read Bolitho books as well.

'You orrite,' I whispered as my belly pressed against the small of his back
and I stirred my hardness in his beautiful bottom.

'I'll live,' he giggled and pushed up onto me. That was it. I started to
fuck him slowly and sweetly, I wanted this to last and I really wanted him
to enjoy it as much as I did. The Bedroom was alive to the Sound of Sex and
Julie Andrews was elsewhere. I think I did a good job, I really tried and
at the end Juan was whimpering and pushing his sweet fanny upwards onto my
baby spike as it thrust in and out.

'I'm cuming, Juan.' Jeeezus, did I cum, it felt like the cum of the century
and it was in my teeny lover. I slowly moved in and out on a coating of my
own spunk in his tight little tunnel. I'd taken my first virgin and I
nearly burst out crying, we might never ever see each other again after
this night.

He squeezed his bottom and rolled onto his side, my dick popped free and he
was in my arms, rather I was in his and he was covering me with his sweet
kisses. 'That was wonderful, Ryan. I love you so much.'

There's not much else to tell, it would be nice to say that we made love
all night long and left the room like a pair of zombies. Well, we did. Yah,
yah. He left around six and I totered out around seven thirty and wobbled
around to my parent's room and made a pest of myself. Something along the
lines of 'can't we stay another week.' I know, I was being bloody stupid
but I was only fourteen after all and I'd just experienced my first real
loving.

I saw Juan at breakfast of course and I couldn't keep my eyes off him, I
got an instant surge of jealousy when I saw him serving other Britkids, now
that is sad. I saw him again when we were waiting for the bus, he came over
and gave me an envelope. I felt it and I'm pretty sure it was photographs,
I didn't open it just in case he'd enclosed some nudies, you know, better
safe than sorry.

I introduced him to mum and dad as my Portugese buddy, they seemed
surprised that I knew Juan other than having him serve me at table. God
knows what they'd have thought, if they'd even expected that we also served
each other in bed. Zeke appeared from nowhere and gave us a cringingly
embarassing hug like a Marriage Councellor or something and that was it. We
drove off to the airport and my heart broke along the way ... is that
romantic or what. I clutched my envelope from Juan and two scraps of paper,
Zeke's Stretham address and one for Juan in Lisbon.

I wrote to Juan when I got home and fretted myself sick until he finally
replied about a month later, he'd returned to Lisbon from Lanzarote, after
that we bombarded each other with letters all over the winter. He was
hoping to get enough passes to go to the Medical College in Lisbon and take
up dentistry of all things, mind you he was very good in the mouth.

Anyway, that's my story and here I am sitting on my bed snuffling like a
kid, a fifteen year old kid now by the way. I've got two photos of Juan in
a single frame by the bed, one of him in his scuba gear and one of him
paddling by the hotel. He'd written 'Love Juan' on one of them which
impressed mum no end but I told her that Iberians are a bit over the top,
she had to rush of and find out what an Iberian was, she thought it was
some kind of cake. I've just read Juan's latest letter and he's returning
to Lanzarote to the Marco Polo for the season, a long three months of
waiting table and scuba diving. It's just began to drizzle and my mum's
hollering her head off for me to come down stairs 'this instance or else.'

I wandered down to find the 'rents surrounded by holiday brochures and
whatnot.

I sat down and watched dad fiddle around with his calculator, he's a money
man and fuckin' money mad if you ask me.

'That place we stayed at last year was cheap.' This was my mother and my
ears pricked up.

'I liked it,' my dad glanced at me. 'What about you Ryan?'

'Yeah, great.'

'We didn't see much of you,' mum looked at me and smiled. 'You weren't
bored at being left alone so much.'

'Nah,' I grinned probably looking like an idiot. 'Loadsa kids there, Brits
and Krauts, we all got on pretty well.'

'We're doing three weeks this year seeing I got that promotion,' my dad
looked at me. 'I think we'll use the same hotel, I liked it there, the
service was excellent.'

Was it ever! I smiled and tried to look intelligent and that's no mean
feat.

'What's the name of the place again,' he shuffled papers around the floor.

'The Marco Polo,' I suggested.

'That's the one, I'll write off.' I literally glowed for the moment. They
didn't understand why I shot up the stairs to my bedroom and writing pad
with the biggest grin in the world stuck on the mush. What's that song that
old tart Cliff Richards used to sing ..... 'Here cums Summer.'


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