Date: Sun, 19 Sep 2004 14:29:56 +0200 (CEST)
From: Marius <germ15j@yahoo.de>
Subject: A fantastic dream

A fantastic dream
 This story is real !!!!

Hi,my name is Lars and im 18 years old now. I live together with my parents
and one of two sisters in a big house in Germany. Yesterday they tried to
persuade me to come with them into a deluxe hotel next holidays. They
showed me the hotel,it was a real luxurious one with a spa.sauna,swimming
pool and so on... So i said i would need to sleep one night before i could
decide it. I watched some TV in bed and feel asleep soon. Then i began to
dream...

We arrived the hotel. It was a very big building of glass and steel. We
parked the car and went in. A nice looking man smiled to us and said:
"Welcome to "Zeus Hotel". Here is your roomkey...." Dad had to fill in some
letters and so on before we could go to our room. When Dad had finished the
man said: "In one hour there is "Boy`s Bathtime". If you are interested I
could pick you up from your room Lars." Boy`s Bathtime - when I heard that
my dickie began to pulsate and like in trance I said: "Oh yes,sounds great
Mister". "Fine,we will meet in one hour ;)".

When we have been in our room we take out our clothes and things of the
bags,put them into the cupboards and relaxed a bit.

Then the bell rang and the man of the entrance stood in front of the
door. I said: "Oh sorry Mister,I forgot it....Wait here for me,I will be
ready in one second." "Ok Lars,hurry up!" he said.I ran into my room to
dress my swimming trunks and bathrobe and said to my parents: "See you
later". I opened the door again and the Mister said: "That was real fast !
Ok,I will describe everything. My name is Mister Bugade and I am the pool
observer..." He told me on our way to the relax zone about hisself and the
hotel when we finally arrived. I was a bit shocked or confused: in the
middle of the room there were 2 boys and about 6 older men,all very
masculine,hairy,fit,dark haired and only in their trunks. The two boys were
maybe about 14 or 15,definiively younger than me.The one looked real
boyish,with blonde hair and very tight trunks and the other one looked a
bit older,with dark hair and red speedos. Mister Bugade seemed to feel that
i was shocked and explained: "The first day of holidays there are less boys
taking part at the "Boy`s Bathtime". But it doesn`t matter. This way my
colleagues and I have more time for you..." My whole body began to tickle
and i felt like falling over soon...

First all of us had to sit on a table.Every boy got two observers to their
opposite.I got Mister Bugade and another man,Mister Gaube.He looked real
hot: He had big muscled,was very hairy but he seemed to be more blonde than
dark haired...But that doesn`t matter. He was the type of men I
like. Mister Bugade take out a piece of paper and started to ask me some
question:

Mister B.:"How old are you?"

I: "I am 16 years old,Sir."

Mister B.: "How much you weigh?

I: "I weigh 63 kg i think"

Mister B.: "You are sure or not? Because these questions have to be
answered exactly...

I: "I am not really sure,Sir,sorry"

Mister B.: "Oh,thatis no problem Lars. Luckily we have got scales in
here.Come with me!"

 He stood up and we went into an office-like room with a couch and so
on. Mister Bugade pointed to the scales and said: "Take off your clothes
and go on the scales Lars!"

I take of my bathrobe and hoped,that this was enough. Because of this
steamy smell of the relaxe zone and the whole situation my little friend
wasn`t as little as normally.

"Come on,get naked,we have to hurry that we can start with the Bathtime
soon..." My heart began to beat like it had to be visible for everybody. I
could feel my whole body flooded by adrenaline when i take of my trunks at
last. Luckily my dickie wasn`t as hard as i thought. It was more like
semi-hard or something like that. Mister Bugade stood behind me when I had
to bend down to take of the trunks. I was a bit ashamed and went fast on
the scales. I was beginning to be happy that he didnit see my dickie when
he came next to me,touching my legs with his hairy ones, to read off my
weigh. "64,5kg.... It was better to check it again...Now get dressed again
and go out to the table Lars,ok?" "Okay." I said. When I got out I saw the
other two boys coming out of two other rooms too. I went to the table again
and the waiting Mister Gaube said: "And,how much you weigh now?"
"64,5kg,Sir." I answered. "ah,I thought so.We have to make you fitter and
kill a bit fat of your body,ok?" A bit ashamed I said: "Yes Mister,that
would be nice of you." Mister Bugade came back and went on with the asking.

Mister B.: "How tall are you?"

I: "I am 174 cm,Sir,for sure! ;)"

Mister B.: "Hehe,ok." I could see him making more crosses on his paper and
he muttered something like "Yes" and "No". I could read some more
questions:

"Is the boy uncut or cut?""Is his dick small,medium sized or big" and "Is
he hairy,smooth or shaved". When I read this i thoguth a dream would come
true.Mister Bugade was making more and more notes when I felt a foot
touching mine.I looked to Mister Gaube who looked at me too and smiled such
a fatherly way...His foot fondled my inner legs,opening my bathrobe a bit
to make its way free.Then my dickie got really,REALLY hard. I never had
sexual experiences before... His foot stroked my inner thighs when I
decided to make the same to him. I let me foot walk trough his hairy
legs,fondling them,up and down,up and down,when I accidentally touched his
dick with my toe. He was real excited like I could see and revenged
hisself: His foot found his way to my rockhard dickie too and stayed
the,playing with my dick. I began to breathe harder and everything got so
unimportant.THAT WAS THE FEELING I NEEDED !!! Mister Gaube tried to pull
down my trunks with his feet which brought me nearly to orgasm,when he
finally got it and freed my dickie.I was such a hard way in my inebration
that I couldn`t controle my body even more.The feet of the man played with
my balls,storked my hard dickie so great I really lost the controle and
sputtered my hot boyjuice all over the inner side of my bathrobe.Luckily i
have worn it.Mister Gaube saw this (and off course felt his feet getting
damp) and played softer now. In my climax I kicked into his crotch a bit
what he visibly liked: His dick got thicker and harder..

Suddenly Mister Bugade stood up and told me to come with him now.Shocked I
looked to Mister Gaube who immediately take his feet away and grinned.I
really have been on th horns of a dilemma. My trunks were down my ancles
and my dickie stood right away from me.The bathrobe stuck to my stomach and
when I stood up I dressed my trunks again - or better said I tried to. I
still said on the chair,I grabbed my trunks and when I stood up it should
dresses me automatically,but it doesnit.It only covered my balls and the
half of my still rockhard cock,my dickhead looking out on the upper
side.But I followed Mister Bugade........

To be continued !!!

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