Date: Fri, 05 Apr 2002 21:05:41 +0000
From: tfl33@hotmail.com
Subject: Frank's Secret Life 2 (M/M M/t F/t M/b t/b) (Anal Oral)

Submittal follows:

Yep, I'm finally back on track with the story called "Frank's secret
life". I know it's been quite a while since I submitted the previous
part of Frank and Ryan's story, but I've had to do a ton of stuff and
never seemed to be in the right mood for writing. Anyway, I'm proud to
say that the next episode of Frank's secret life is now ready for your
enjoyment.

I would like to sincerely thank all of those who have emailed me and
asked for new chapters of the story. I have tried to get back to you
all, but please forgive me, if you haven't received an email from me.
I'd still like to get feedback from the people who read my story, even
if you didn't like it. Tell me what I should change or keep, so I can
continue to become a better storywriter. Please check the last
paragraphs for how to get in touch with me.

THANKS.


BTW, for those of you who haven't read the previous parts of this
story (1 through 5), and who want to read them, they can be found at
both the assgm and nifty archives.


Previous in Frank's secret life:

And that's when we heard a car horn blowing in the distance. Ryan
quickly looked at his watch.

"Oh, shit, it's already 5:20PM," he said, "We have to get a move on
it."

"How long do you think he has been waiting for us?"

"I don't know, but I sure as hell hope he waited in his taxi, and
didn't come down here looking for us."

I blushed and said; "I hope he didn't do that either."

*****-----******

Chapter VI: The drive back to the hotel.

Ryan hurriedly stuffed the towels back into the bag while I battled
with my shorts. They seemed determined to stay all tangled up, making
it impossible to pull them up my legs.

"Darned shorts," I cursed and took them off again. By this time the
shorts were full of sand but I had no time to get it all out of them.
I somehow managed to put them on and looked up to see how far Ryan had
progressed in collecting his own clothes and getting into them.

He was already fully clothed and looked down at me with a grin on his
face.

"You'd think those shorts had a life of their own the way you battled
with them," he jokingly told me.

"It woulda been much easier if you had helped me, rather than standing
there laughing at me!"

"Yes, but not nearly as much fun."

"Are you ready to go?"

"We better as I don't think the driver will wait for us all day, we
paid in advance if you remember?"

I had already begun walking to the path that lead to where the cab was
waiting, so I had to look back at Ryan and yelled to him, "I'll race
you!"

I ran off and Ryan was right behind me and it sounded like a heard of
elephants were in hot pursuit. He was right behind me when we emerged
from the forest and I saw the driver leaning against his cab smoking a
cigarette. He looked up when he heard us and smiled at us. I think he
looked mostly at me and he had a weird look on his face.

I didn't get more time to think about it as Ryan ran up next to me and
attacked my stomach in an attempt to tickle me. I must admit that he
knew exactly which parts of my body to touch in order to make me
giggle and he seemed to touch me there as often as he could. I laughed
and tried to defend myself by brushing off his hand.
"Oh no you don't," Ryan said and dropped his bag. He continued to
tickle me using both his hands and I tried in vain to stop him. Not
until I was panting for air, did he stop it. I looked at Ryan and then
the taxi driver. He seemed very interested in what was going on, but
when Ryan stopped tickling me, he quickly looked away from us, only to
let his eyes fall back on me.

I didn't realise it at the time, but that taxi driver was very
interested in me. Oh, and Ryan as well, if you'd believe it? It wasn't
that Ryan wasn't good looking, but I can't really imagine two adult
men having sex. I don't mean to be rude or anything, it's just a
personal point of view.

He put out his cigarette by dropping it to the ground and crushing it
underneath his shoe.

"You have a nice time?" He asked us and opened the back door of the
cab allowing us to get in.

"Oh yes, the water was great and we weren't disturbed by anyone at
all," Ryan told the driver.

"That's what I tell you, right?"

"It sure was, and for that I'll give you an even bigger tip than I had
planned."

"That is not necessary," the driver said, "the view when I came down
there looking for you was more than enough for me."

"You spied on us?" I asked him and couldn't believe my ears when he
simply said yes and winked at me.

"You sure know how to give a man pleasure," he added.

I blushed two shades darker than I had imagined was possible. I looked
at my feet trying to avoid the stranger's eye contact.

"There is no need to be shy, I mean it as a compliment. Entienden?"

I nodded my head and looked up at the driver, "You're not going to
tell anyone about what you saw?"

"Not if you two agree on meeting me tomorrow outside your hotel. Then
we can go here again, and I will join you in the play."

Ryan looked at me; "do you want to do that, Frank? It's up to you, my
little friend."

"I s'pose so. It might be fun."

"It's a deal then," the driver said happily and started the engine.

We didn't say much to each other on the way home to the hotel, but
Ryan kept looking and smiled reassuringly at me, whenever I looked up
to meet his eyes.


Chapter VII: Back at the hotel.

When we finally arrived at the hotel we went to the reception to get
the key for our rooms. The clerk told me that my parents had already
returned and were now waiting for me in the room. Quickly I said
goodbye to Ryan and ran to the lift. My parents were indeed waiting
for me, they had actually changed to the dinner clothing already and I
was told to change immediately as they were both starving. I didn't
even have time for taking a shower before we went to eat dinner.

When we were seated in the hotels restaurant I couldn't see Ryan
anywhere. But it was only a matter of minutes before he was entering
the restaurant. He spoke to one of the waiters and a little while
later the manager of the restaurant went and joined my friend and the
waiter. Apparently there were no vacant tables in the restaurant and
Ryan looked around in the restaurant. He noticed there was an empty
seat at my family's table and asked if he could sit there.
The manager addressed my dad politely and asked if we would mind
having another person at our table. He said that he knew it was out of
the ordinary but it was a bit of an emergency. My dad looked at mom
and asked her if she would mind.

"Of course not, dear, you know I don't mind meeting new people," she
assured him, and the manager flashed a smile and thanked them both. 30
seconds later, Ryan was sitting at the table in front of me. It was a
small table with only 1 seat on each side, so my parents were sitting
on opposite sides with Ryan and me in between them.

"Thank you so much for letting me sit with you. Apparently the
restaurant had lost my reservation and if you had said no, I had been
forced to eat at a restaurant in the city instead," Ryan said. Then he
looked at me and said hello.

"Hi there," I mumbled and was suddenly very interested in the napkin
on my plate.

"You can be much more polite than that Frank," my dad said, "Now let's
hear it again."

"Hello mister, pleasure to meet you," I said a little louder but I
still didn't look at Ryan. I was afraid that my parents would realise
I knew him already. Well, I wasn't so much afraid of them knowing I
knew him, but more that they would know how close we were.

"It's my pleasure," Ryan said and then looked at my dad, "I'm Ryan
Jones"

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Jones, my name is Lennart Hansen, my wife's
name is Julie and my terribly shy son there is Frank. We're here on
vacation for 2 weeks and we've come all the way from Denmark to this
island."

"I've heard so many nice things about Denmark. I come from Miami,
Florida and this is my first vacation outside the states. I'm grateful
that I had Spanish classes during high school, although the people
around here speak fairly good English."

"We don't speak much Spanish, actually only a few words, oh joy! Here
comes the food."

My dad and Ryan small talked all through dinner and by the time we had
the dessert they had established the foundation for a friendship. My
mom joined in on the talk when she disagreed with something, but
mostly they talked about cars, computers and tech stuff, which my mom
don't know too much about. I was sitting there and couldn't believe my
own ears or eyes, as I never would have thought Ryan was going to be a
friend of my family.

When the coffee arrived (Tea for me) they were actually talking about
going into the bar and continue talking in there.

"So much for having a nice time with Ryan tonight," I thought and
quickly downed my cup of tea and asked to be excused from the table.

"Why, what is wrong with you tonight, dear," my mom wanted to know,
"you haven't been your usual self all night long."

"I'm just fine, just a little tired and I want to sleep, okay?"

"Don't use that tone when you talk to your mother," my dad scolded me.

"Sorry."

"Now go to the room and you stay there until we get there."

I nearly ran out the restaurant. I wasn't tired at all, but I was
feeling weird. I was not happy about Ryan hanging out with my parents.
He was MY friend. And my friend alone. Or so I had been thinking until
now.

"SHIT!" I said loudly when I got to the floor which our room was
located on. There was an elderly couple that looked puzzled and just a
little frightened at me. I just looked at them for a second before
hurrying down the corridor and unlocked the door.

I went directly to the bathroom where I undressed and turned on the
water. While I waited for the water to warm up I sat on the rim of the
bathtub feeling sorry for myself.

"Why did he have to sit at our table? Why did my dad have to like him?
Why did Ryan have to like my dad? Is this the end of the fun times we
had? DARNED!"

I got up on my feet and walked into the shower. I felt like crying out
my pain but big boys don't cry, at least cool boys don't.

Instead I furiously lathered up my body and then stood in the shower
feeling the hot water hitting my body. After a few minutes I turned
off the hot water completely and enjoyed the thrill and shock of cold
water hitting me like pins all over. I turned off the water and
towelled myself. Then I went straight to bed. I went to bed in the
nude for the first time on the vacation, simply because I didn't
bother putting on some underwear.

Before I could fall asleep I laid a long time in bed just thinking
about Ryan and what an asshole he had turned out to be. (I know now
that I was just being a snotty kid, but that's what I felt like back
then).


Chapter VII: Meeting the taxi driver.

Well, I fell asleep long before my parents returned. Actually my mom
returned first, as she was feeling a little tired, but my dad didn't
return until the bar closed. He had been talking to Ryan in all that
time and they had agreed that Ryan would sit at our table for the rest
of the vacation. Ryan was delighted because he had a chance of
spending more time with me, which had been his only purpose the night
before. He would have gone to another restaurant if it weren't because
he had seen the vacant seat at our table.

I woke up kind of early since I had gone to bed early. It was only
about 6:30am and my parents were still sleeping. At least I could hear
my dad snoring in their bedroom when I went to the toilet to pee. I
didn't bother putting on my clothes as I knew they were sleeping and I
would return to my room soon enough. So my penis was sticking straight
out and pointed the way to the bathroom where I had trouble getting
the pee flowing. As any morning I had to twist my hard pecker a few
times back and forth so it would slowly go down and then I could point
it at the bowl and let go.

When I finished I washed my hands and brushed my teeth before I went
to my room and put on some shorts and a T-shirt. I snuck out the door
and headed towards Ryan's room. As I was walking on my bare feet I
didn't make a sound and was quickly at his door. I knocked a few times
and waited for Ryan to wake up and answer the door.

"Morning Frank," he greeted me tiredly.

"Hi shit face," I replied and pushed him a little so I could enter his
room.

"Shit face? Is that a new nick name you picked out for me?"

"Why did you have to sit at our table last night?"

"I didn't have to, but^Å"

"Then, why did you sit at it?" I quickly cut him off.

"I wanted to spend some time with you, you little fool."

"Really? So you weren't trying to let my dad steal you away from me?"

"No, of course not, I was just trying to get to know your parents so
we could spend more time together, without them worrying about it."

"Oh."

I yawned big time and realised that I was still a bit tired. Ryan of
course saw this and suggested that we slept for a little while longer
before going to meet the taxi driver we met the day before. I couldn't
think of anything that sounded better right then so I agreed and went
to lie in his bed. Even though he had rented a single room, it had a
double bed in it, so there was plenty of space for a smallish
14-year-old and a grown man. We could easily have sex in the bed, as
we had already tried, but right now we just wanted to sleep.

8 AM we were slowly getting out of bed. Well, Ryan was getting out of
bed, as I was still lightly snoring. Ryan woke me up by kissing me all
over my face and he opened my mouth and stuck his tongue inside. That
is what woke me up. Not just me, but also my dick woke up and poked
its little head out of the pee hole in my shorts. Ryan noticed and
took it in between his first two fingers. He stroked it a little, but
just as I was thinking we were going to play, he stopped all together.

"Why did you stop?" I asked feeling quite a bit cheated upon.

"We might want to save all our energy until later. Remember, we're
going to have some fun with the taxi driver," Ryan told me with a
smile on his face.

"Oh, yes, that will be fun."

Ryan told me to get up and as I was about to climb out of bed he
slapped me on the butt.

"Ouch, that stung!"

"That was the idea of it," Ryan grinned.

"I will get you for that, maybe not now but sooner or later!" I said
loudly and stuck my tongue out at him.

I quickly got out of his reach and then turned my back on him. I
dropped my shorts around my ankles and mooned him. Then I quickly
pulled the shorts back up and told him to hurry up because the driver
would pick us up soon.

Ryan had a quick shower while I looked around in his hotel room.
Actually I was mostly looking in his drawers to see what I could find.
I found mostly clothes but I also found a pack of condoms, which I
quickly secured inside the pocket of my shorts. Ryan came out of the
bathroom wearing a towel and nothing else. His hair was still damp and
he smelled nice and clean. He had shaved while he was in the shower,
which pleased me a lot, since his stubble tickled, something fierce
when he kissed me. Oh, and of course when he gave me a blowjob too.

We were nearly at the hotel's exit when I remembered that I hadn't
told my parents where I was going.  I figured I would just tell them
later and we went outside into the heat with the sun beaming down on
us from a sky with absolutely no clouds on it at all. Sure enough the
taxi was waiting just half a block away from the hotel, where we had
agreed to meet with the driver the day before. However, when we got
closer to the taxi, we noticed that the driver was not alone in the
taxi.

When the driver saw us coming closer to his taxi, he stepped out of it
and greeted us.

"Hello, I had to bring someone with me, I hope that is not a problem,
yes?"

"But who is he?" I asked the driver.

"He is my nephew. My brother's wife suddenly got ill and I have to
take care of him for a few days. He doesn't really know much about sex
yet, but I've been planning to introduce him to it soon. With you two,
it might be a little easier. I hope you don't mind?"
"I think I'm talking for both of us, when I say that we don't mind
that at all. But will he be interested in it?" I was a little doubtful
and I think the driver noticed it.

"Don't worry. He has already asked me a few questions about sex. He
has learned a few words from some older kids and wants to know what
they mean. Today we can show him."

"Okay, let's say hello to him then," Ryan said.

The taxi driver whose name was Gonzales introduced us to his nephew
Juan.  He told him that we were special customers who were to be
treated with respect and our wishes were their commands. It sounded a
little too much to me; but then again, who was I to question that?
After all, it was Gonzales own words and the tour was his idea. I was
slowly realising that what had seemed like the worst thing the day
before, was slowly turning into a very good thing this day.

Gonzales asked us to enter his taxi so we could get under way. Ryan
got in the passenger's seat in front and I jumped in next to Juan.
Juan seemed like a cute kid. He was nothing more than a little boy,
but he still turned me on quite a bit. He moved away from me as I got
in so he was sitting as close to the door as he possibly could. I
noticed his door was locked, so Gonzales must have known he would do
that, or perhaps he was afraid that little Juan would open the door
while the car was moving.

As the taxi pulled out, Ryan and Gonzales engaged in a conversation
about Tenerife and the weather and all sorts of other stuff. Meanwhile
I was looking a bit more interested at Juan. I noticed that every time
I wasn't looking at him he would check me out and when I turned my
eyes back to him, he would quickly look somewhere else.

"Hola," I said, mastering only a few words in Spanish and apart from
being able to count to 5, this was one of the few words. Juan looked
at me kind of surprised.

"Hola! Cómo está?" he asked me in a shy voice. I asked Ryan what that
meant and he told me that it means how are you doing.

"Oh, fine thanks," I told Juan.

"Juan doesn't speak much English, I'm afraid," Gonzales told me while
he was trying to avoid ramming a pedestrian who was walking in the
middle of the street. He yelled some obscurities at the poor soul,
which, even with my limited knowledge of the Spanish language, I
understood the meaning of. The pedestrian just yelled back at Gonzales
and continued to pass the street so several other cars had to slam the
brakes to avoid running him over.

"Stupid drunkard," Gonzales swore and then he turned into the street
that would take us out of the busy city and onto the country roads
with less traffic. Immediately he increased the speed of the taxi to
well above the speed limits. As we drove on he told us how much he was
looking forward to what would happen when we got to the beach. He was
very happy that we had agreed to meet him and he was delighted that he
had a chance of playing with our fair skinned bodies.

Juan now openly looked at me and seemed pleased with what he was
looking at. I looked at him too, checking out his slim body, his
crooked smile and his dark brown eyes that were roaming over my body.
I winked at him, and his smile got even bigger, giving him two cute
dimples.

"How old are you, Juan?" I asked him, while I half expected Gonzales
to answer.

"Ocho!" Juan told me proudly and held up 8 fingers so I could
understand, even if I didn't know the word.

"Cool," I said, "I'm 13, and my fourteenth birthday is on Saturday."

Gonzales translated this to Juan and he said something in Spanish.

"Juan wishes you a happy birthday, Frank. He hopes he can somehow give
you a special birthday present," Gonzales informed me.

"I'm sure I can think of something," I told Gonzales and he looked at
me in the rear view mirror and knowingly smiled at me.

Finally we arrived at the same spot where we had been taken the day
before. Like then, there were no other people around and there weren't
even any ships or boats at sea either. It felt as if we were alone on
this beach with the heavenly weather. The sea was calm and only a
slight breeze helped keeping the temperature comfortable.

Juan and I ran down the path leading to the beach ahead of the others
who were pulling stuff out of the trunk of the taxi. Juan immediately
shed all his clothes when we got to where the forest stopped and the
sand took over. I joined him as I liked being naked and I didn't want
him to think there was anything unusual about being naked. I did bring
my bathing suit but I had forgotten it in the car, and didn't feel
like going back after it anyway.

We looked at each other while we took of our clothes and when I
removed my shorts Juan was looking openly at my crotch waiting to see
what my dick looked like. He grinned a little when he saw how small it
was and I blushed knowing well that my dick was on the small side. I
looked at Juan and his dick was about the same size as mine, even if
he was 5 (nearly 6) years younger than me. Actually his dick was
bigger than mine was, as it was standing proudly erect.

He asked me something and I looked puzzled at him. He realised I
didn't understand him and instead he took my hand and we started
running towards the water. As we reached the point where sand met
water I stopped and turned around looking for Ryan. I couldn't see him
anywhere, which frightened me a little, but then I realised that he
must have been busy unloading the car along with Gonzales. I didn't
get much time to worry as Juan jerked my hand and again said something
in Spanish.

"I'm sorry little dude, but I don't understand what you're trying to
tell me," I said while I squatted down next to him so we could be at
eye level. He kept saying something to me and when I didn't
understand, he decided to let go of my hand and run into the water. A
couple of meters into the water he turned and started splashing water
at me. I pretended to be angry and ran into the water where I grabbed
him and dunked his head underneath the water a few times. He
spluttered and waved his arms about until I let him breathe again.

He was still spluttering and I had to hold onto him so he wouldn't
have to tread water all the time. He looked me in the eyes and then he
laughed. He put his left foot right on top of my dick and pushed it a
few times while he maintained eye contact. I held him up by resting
his bum in my hands and I let my fingers curl into his small crack. He
smiled at me as to encourage me to go on and he giggled. I found his
small boy hole and played around it with my forefinger.

It felt very warm to touch in the water and I tried to insert my
finger up his smallish love channel. I could feel that he was tight
and that it would probably be hard just to get my finger into the
first knuckle. But, he proved me wrong. Before I knew it, my finger
couldn't get further into him. My finger was completely embedded in
this little 8 years old bottom. I had only known him for little more
than half an hour and already we were playing sex! But, he seemed to
enjoy it as much as I, and when I touched his small boy thing with my
other hand I could feel that he was still hard.

"Awesome," I hissed between my teeth and Juan just smiled at the
unknown word and moved his body a little in my grasp.

"Hey lovebirds!" I heard Ryan yell at us from the beach and turned so
I could look at him over the shoulder of Juan. "Come in here you
little idiot, you haven't got any sun block on, and you know your
parents will surely kill me, if you burn yourself!"

"Okay, we'll be right in," I yelled back and started to retract my
finger from the little imp's bottom. But he had other plans and tried
in vain to keep it in by contracting his little sphincter. "I will
have to teach him how to control his bum better," I thought to myself.
I started moving in towards the beach and slid Juan onto my side so I
held him like a baby, with his feet on either side of me, while I held
him up with my arm under his bum.

He seemed to like this a lot and put his arms around my neck and
squeezed me so hard I thought I'd choke. Then he kissed me gently on
my cheek like only a little boy will kiss you. His lips made contact
with my skin for more then 10 seconds and in that time my dick got
hard like a bone. I just knew I had to play more with him or the day
would have gone to waste, for sure.

When we reached shallower water, he got heavy and I let him down and
ran to Ryan kicking up sand on the way there.

"Lay down on your stomach on this towel while I get some sun block on
your back," Ryan told me.

I did as he requested and spread my legs wide open. He smacked my butt
playfully and told me that it wasn't time for that yet. I turned my
head and looked at him over my shoulder and asked him:

"Later then?"

He smacked me again and said that we would both know that after we had
returned to the hotel. (I now know why Ryan and Gonzales had taken so
long to come to the beach, but more about that later.)

He started to work sun block into my shoulders and back and he really
put an effort into it. He kept squirting cold stuff onto my skin and
then slowly but forcibly worked it into my skin. He made sure that no
spot went untouched by his hands, all the way from my neck to my feet
which he had dried off with a towel first.

"Okay, sport, turn over now and I'll do your other side," he told me
and sat up. I turned around and immediately saw that his dick had
risen to attention, as he had been busy working on my back. I pointed
at it and told him I could see that he enjoyed his work. He agreed and
pointed out to me that I hadn't been too disappointed in him either. I
looked at where he pointed and sure, my dick was in the same state as
his, albeit in a smaller version.

He made his point more clear as he aimed the top of the sun block
bottle right at my dick and squirted a lot of its contents right onto
my dick!

I nearly doubled over in shock over the cold liquid that was now
running down the length of my dick and onto my balls and pubic area.

"Better make sure you don't get Dickey burnt. Would be very hard to
explain that to your mother."

I agreed and asked him to get it over with, as it was cold!

He went right on with the task and in firm strokes worked the lotion
into my dick and balls. I can't say I disliked this; I rather liked
it, for a fact. Just before I got reached nirvana, he stopped and
squirted lotion in his hands and applied it to my thighs and knees.

"Spoilsport!" I told him in the most reproachful tone of voice I could
manage and gave him the look of death.

Ryan laughed and proceeded to apply sun tan lotion to my body
including my forehead and even my cheeks. I have to give credit to him
for taking so good care of me. I turned my head to see where my
newfound friend was. He was sitting in the small surf putting sand in
his lap and letting the waves clean it off him. He was very cute as he
sat there. I looked up at Ryan and saw him checking out Juan too.

Gonzales had been busy with setting up a sunshade and arranging
blankets and a cooler with beers and sodas in it. He looked up and
scanned the horizon and stopped when he saw Juan sitting in the surf.
He called to him and asked if he was okay. Juan nodded, stood up and
ran towards me and Ryan. Gonzales yelled something to Juan and he
changed direction and went to his uncle.

Gonzales pulled out a bottle of sun block and started to apply it to
the little imp who squealed with laughter. Gonzales smacked his butt
twice just to calm him down a little and it worked. Juan looked like
he was ready to burst into tears but fortunately he didn't. I didn't
want the trip to be spoiled because of tears and I smiled to Juan
hoping it would cheer him up again.

"Okay Frank, you can go and play, but don't go into the water until
half an hour has passed. You gotta give the sun block time to merge
into your skin," Ryan told me in a stern voice. I looked over at Juan
and Gonzales to see if they were done. Gonzales said something to Juan
which I believe was exactly the same thing as Ryan told me.

Juan came over to me and took my hand. He led me along the beach about
200 meters away from the adults. The beach curved here and about 10
meters further we were completely out of sight. I looked around us and
could only see the sea on one side and trees and shrubs on the other
side. I could see a very large ship, probably about 3 or 4 km away
from shore.

It was a container ship and the only thing that told us we were still
in the modern time and hadn't been transported back to the 1600s with
all the pirates and stuff. I looked at Juan and tried to ask if he
wanted to play pirates but the language barrier put an end to that
idea even before Juan could accept it or not. I sat down and started
to play in the sand. I found quite a bit of sea shells and collected
these into a small pile.

Juan saw this and smiled then started to collect his own pile of
shells. When he had enough to satisfy him, he picked up all of them
and added them to my pile. I thanked him and he said something
incoherently and smiled again. I moved closer to him and started to
rub his back. He looked me and almost purred like a cat!

I gently pushed him down, so he was lying on his back and drew small
circles around his belly button with my finger. He moved around a
little bit trying to lay still. I could see that it tickled him but
glancing at his dick, I could also see that he enjoyed it very much.
This was exactly what I was hoping for. As soon as his dick was at
full mast I moved my finger closer to it still drawing small circles
and soon it bumped into it.

Juan giggled but made no move to stop me from touching it. I moved my
finger around his small dick and when I reach his scrotum I let my
finger move the short way from his balls to his dick head never
loosing contact with his skin. His dick was circumcised and that still
looked weird to me, even though Ryan's was cut too. I lingered around
his dick head while the little boy continued to giggle. I looked at
him and saw his angelic face.

He had his eyes shut, plainly enjoying the sensations coming from his
dick. I bent down slowly, as not to break the spell and kissed him
gently on his closed mouth. He opened his eyes abruptly and looked
astonished at me. I guess he had never been kissed like that by
another boy, but I wanted to keep kissing him and I was hoping he
would let me continue and eventually stick my tongue into his mouth.

Though he had opened his eyes, he hadn't made a move yet, so I took it
as a go ahead and moved my head back and kissed him again. He closed
his eyes and murmured something with his mouth closed and I kissed him
a little harder and more intense. I wrapped my forefinger and thumb
around his little boyhood and gently stroked it up and down and he
shifted around a little, surrendering himself to the feelings.

I poked my tongue at his sealed lips and licked at them, enjoying the
salty and yet boyish taste of him. He kept his mouth closed and I made
my tongue firm and tried to press it a little in between his lips. It
took a little while for him to understand what I was trying to do, but
finally he loosened his lips and opened his mouth, just enough for my
tongue to pass his teeth.

I could taste the bitter sweet flavour of the lemonade he must have
been drinking at breakfast. I found his tongue and gingerly touched it
with the end of my own. He giggled and pushed his tongue at mine,
trying to force it out of his mouth. With a little hesitation I slowly
withdrew my tongue from his warm mouth. I let my mouth wander down his
cheek, over his neck, stopping briefly at his small tits, finally
reaching his little belly button.

There I lapped and licked, while Juan giggled, shifted around, kicking
his legs a bit but very much enjoying the whole thing. His dick was
still firm and I picked up the speed at which I was wanking him off.
He made small sounds of joy and I looked up at his face again. He had
closed his eyes, just enjoying what I was doing to him and the warmth
of the sun with the slight breeze of cool air.

I continued to wank him and suddenly he started to shift around, he
couldn't keep his feet still and my instinct told me that he was about
to cum. I sped up the wanking and after about 10 seconds he yelled and
tried to stop my hand from jerking on his little dick. I told him to
relax, but of course he didn't understand me so I used my free hand to
hold his hands down, while continuing to jack.

His body became rigid and suddenly he relaxed and he smiled at me in a
daze. I briefly kissed him and then heard Ryan call out my name.

"FRANKIE! You can go into the water now if you want to," he yelled.

"OKAY!" I yelled back to him.

I took the hand of my newfound lover and pulled him to his feet and we
both started running for the blue ocean. Once we hit the surf, we went
a little slower and walked into the water until it reached Juan's
tits. I reckoned that would be far enough. I picked him up by his
armpits and used all my strength to throw him into the air. He
squealed with joy and came crashing into the water. Spluttering he
emerged and spat water at me.

I laughed and approached him. He tried in vain to avoid my fingers and
I got a hold of his upper left arm. I pulled him to me and embraced
him in a hug. He smiled at me and then I could feel his hand brushing
my dick. Immediately it sprang to life and erected itself to its proud
2 inches. I felt around for his dick and found his balls first. I
fondled them a little and he spread his legs out while holding onto my
neck with his free arm.

I reached around him and felt his bum hole for the second time that
day. I let my forefinger play around it and then brought my other hand
to his bum. I inserted my finger into his bum and let it glide in and
out for a little bit, before I let my other forefinger join in. It
wasn't easy to get both fingers in, but once they were in, his hole
quickly loosened up. He let me do this without complaining, he just
looked me in the eyes and smiled.

I started walking back towards the shore, and only stopped when the
water was so low it only covered my ankles. I went down on my knees
and arranged the little boy on his knees facing away from me. I bent
down so my head was inches away from his bum and I spread his buttocks
so I could watch his little boy hole. It was tiny but I knew that it
could be enlarged quite a bit. I leaned in closer and stuck out my
tongue.

His hole tasted of salt and nothing else. I lapped all over his bum
and after a bit I focused on his hole. I made my tongue firm and
forced it slowly into the little boys opening. It wasn't easy but not
nearly as difficult as I had anticipated. I could feel him move about
in front of me and I looked up briefly just to see his wide eyes
looking back at me. I guess he'd never been licked back there before
but I wasn't about to stop.

I smiled at him, stuck out my tongue and then dived back in between
the two boy globes. He sighed and put his head down and enjoyed the
sensations. I think that he thought if I didn't mind licking his back
side then he would just enjoy it for as long as it lasted. It didn't
last all that long though. My little dick was dying for some attention
and I was hoping he would let me put it inside his bum.

I stopped lapping and shuffled closer to his bum. I put my knees on
either side of his to compensate for the height difference and my dick
was exactly at the entrance of his bum. I moved my dick closer to his
hole and tried to put it in him. It wasn't easy to accomplish because
of my short dick but eventually I managed to get the head inside of
him. It felt like my dick was on fire, it was so hot and his hole was
so tight!

However, I couldn't get anymore of my dick inside his hole and to make
matters worse, my head kept slipping out. I was getting pretty
desperate but there wasn't anything I could do to proper impale this
little kid with my useless dick. I swore loudly and slipped my head
out of his bum and looked up as I heard a noise. I immediately blushed
and scrambled away from Juan. Actually I got up so quick that I lost
my balance and ended up sitting on my bum behind him.

Ryan and Gonzales had been chatting for a while, with Ryan trying to
improve on his Spanish and Gonzales his English. When they had tired
from that, they had gone out to check up on me and Juan. Ryan told me
later that they had spotted us just as I was inserting my dick into
Juan's bum and they had both sported instant erections from the shear
sight. Ryan was standing there with one of his shit eating grins and
said:

"I can teach you how to get more of your dick inside Juan if you want
me to?"

"Uh, uhm, sure. Yeah I'd like that I think," I answered dumbstruck by
his words. I thought I was going to be punished or something for being
so perverted but no. Not by Ryan or Gonzales anyway.

"Okay, the two of you, out of the water and come with us back to the
blankets. Then I'll teach you how to fuck a little boy properly," Ryan
said.

I smiled at him and stood up. My dick had gone soft thinking about
punishments and all that but hearing the last remark from Ryan had
made it erect again. I took Juan's hand and we went to the two grown
ups. Gonzales picked up Juan and sat him on his shoulders and I put my
arm around Ryan. He put his arm around my shoulder and we started to
walk the short distance to the blankets.

Gonzales put Juan down on one of the beach towels and lay down beside
him. Ryan guided me to the other towel and made me lie down too.

I thought that was strange, as how was I supposed to put my dick into
Juan's bum when we were at least one meter apart? I blushed when I
thought about that but just had to ask Ryan. He laughed and said that
we would come to that soon enough; I should just lie still and enjoy
what they had in mind. He looked down at me and then moved his head
quickly into my lap. He took me by surprise so I doubled up but he
used his arm to force my knees down again.

"Didn't I tell you to lie still?"

"Yes, but^Å."

"No buts, just do as I tell you, boy!"

He said "boy" in a stern voice, so I did exactly as he said. I didn't
even flinch when his mouth enclosed my dick and used his tongue to pry
down my foreskin. I just laid there and, yes, enjoyed it very much. I
sneaked a peak over at Juan and Gonzales and saw that Gonzales was
doing the exact same thing to Juan. He too, looked like he enjoyed it
a lot. Then Gonzales moved in between Juan's legs.

He lifted them and draped them over his shoulders so he had his head
in between Juan's thighs. This made Juan's bum lift up and I could see
that Gonzales put his tongue where mine had been only moments before.
Juan said something and tried to make Gonzales stop. He responded with
something and Juan stopped complaining, but kept shifting about. Then
he giggled loudly and suddenly gasped.

Gonzales had squeezed his nuts, not so much that Juan started crying
but he could clearly feel some pain. He released his nuts again and
used both hands to spread his bum wider and resumed to eat his little
boy hole out.

Ryan stopped licking my dick and rummaged through his sports bag.

"Now, this may be cold, but it'll only last for a brief moment," he
told me.

I looked at what he was doing and gasped as he coated my dick in KY
jelly.

"FUCK, that's cold Ryan!"

"I told you so, but it should warm up fast, and you're gonna need it
soon, so please be quiet."
I didn't like the cold sensation at all and to make matters worse, the
cold stuff was running down over my balls and made them almost retreat
into my body. Ryan noticed this and let his fingers run over my smooth
ball sack and smeared the jelly into the skin. It felt rather pleasant
and I couldn't help but softly moan. Ryan smiled at me and then
slapped my belly telling me it was time to get to business. I looked
over at Juan and could see that Gonzales had finished licking his bum
hole.

I got up on my hands and knees and crawled over to him. It was such a
short distance that standing up and walking would have been too much
of an effort to reach Juan and Gonzales. When I got the Gonzales took
hold of my ever hard dick and wanked me a few times.

"Just as hard as I imagined it would be and it's pretty slick too.
Should be easy for it to enter Juan's ass now," he told me while he
held on to my dick.

He guided me in between Juan's legs and when I got in position
Gonzales took hold of Juan's feet and pulled them all the way to his
head. There he spread them so the little pink hole, shiny with
Gonzales' spittle, winked at me. I looked at Ryan who nodded his
approval and then I looked at Gonzales who smiled and asked me what I
was waiting for?

"Stick your little wiener in there and see what it feels like. I'm
telling you, it's the best feeling in the world!"

I nervously swallowed a few times and then took the plunge. I got
closer to Juan and my dick was once again centimetres from his little
bum hole. My dick twisted and pulsed with every beat of my heart which
was racing away. I leaned in over Juan and my dick head touched the
area just above his hole. I hissed and wanted to use my hand to adjust
my dick but Ryan was faster than me. He took hold of my dick right
where it protruded from my body and aimed the head at the sweet little
entrance.

He pushed at my bum and my dick head brushed up against the little boy
and then started to enter, ever so slowly. It felt a lot different
from the last time but I liked the feeling a lot. Juan looked up at me
with a perplexed look on his face. I'm not sure that he anticipated me
fucking him in the company of my friend and his uncle. But that's the
way it was going to be. I smiled at him and roughly sank the entire
length of my dick into his bum.

It wasn't likely I'd hurt him anyway. My dick was short, a mere 2
inches and it was rather slim too. So it just slid home and I looked
down to where we were connected to each other. I couldn't see much, my
pubic area was crushed up against Juan's balls and that was about it.
I enjoyed the feeling of heat and the silky smooth yet very
constricting tunnel that my dick had entered. I pulled out a little,
only a fraction of an inch, but it felt indescribably good. I pulled
out a little further, but remembering my mistake in the surf, I didn't
pull out very far.

Immediately I pushed it in again. Juan grimaced but it looked as if he
couldn't have cared less about what I did to his bum. At least I knew
I wasn't hurting him so I sped my movements. The sensations generated
by that, were almost too much for me. I gasped and moaned and then it
happened.

I had pulled out too far and of course my dick had slipped out into
the cold (relatively speaking) air and flopped around. I tried in vain
to will my dick to enter the hole again and had to stop moving for a
little bit, while Ryan again pointed the tip into the hairless little
ass in front of me. Immediately I started pounding the little boy and
he actually gasped every time I pushed into him.

"Yeah, fuck him and do it good," Ryan encouraged me to go on and so I
did. Of course, since this was my first ever fuck; it didn't take long
until an orgasm hit me like a run away train. It took me by surprise
as I had been concentrating on keeping my dick inside of Juan's bum
and when it came I shrieked boyishly. My head was blushed as well as
my shoulders from the workout I had just been through.

But, the day was far from over. Ryan and Gonzales had a plan and both
Juan and I were part of it. They gave me just a little time to recover
and then Gonzales was busy licking my dick. It was already a little
sore but it rose to attention after only a little manipulation. Ryan
was busy fingering Juan's little bum, stretching it ever so slowly. He
was able to stick in two fingers with only minor objections from Juan
after a few minutes and he used a lot of KY jelly to make it slippery.
When Gonzales was satisfied with the throbbing firmness between my
legs he too progressed to fingering my bum. I didn't object as I
really liked for someone to play with my bum. It was even better than
when Ryan did it as Gonzales was a bit on the rough side. He used two
fingers and made scissor movements so my butt hole quickly enlarged
and then he stuck in three fingers. That was a bit more than I'd tried
before but it felt nice even with the little pain involved.

Ryan moved between Juan's legs and started to coat his dick with KY
jelly. It looked quite big for a boy of 8 but I knew Ryan would be
careful, unlike Gonzales it seemed. Ryan went ahead and grabbed Juan's
legs right above his knees and lifted them up putting them close to
his little belly. This provided easy access to his little bum and he
lined his dick up with the entrance which wasn't so small anymore.

Gonzales picked me up and moved me so I lay next to Juan. Then he too
lifted my legs to my belly. They were going to fuck us little boys
next to each other. I looked at Juan and he didn't seem to like Ryan's
dick all too much.

"Just relax little one," I said in a gentle voice, "he won't hurt
you."

Gonzales translated while he was busy stuffing his big cock into my
butt. I now knew what it must feel for a turkey to be stuffed on
thanksgiving. It was a by far bigger than Ryan's dick. It was thicker
and probably one half to a whole inch longer than his. I could feel
every millimetre slowly being pushed inside and I tried to relax my
ass so much as possible. It eased the process but it still wasn't an
easy task for Gonzales.

He moaned as his dick entered halfway into my ass.

"Brace yourself little boy!" He managed to croak and then he forced
the rest of his big dick into my bum. He bottomed out before all of it
managed to enter though. That was more painful than anything I've
experienced before. But the pain quickly subsided as he withdrew his
dick and started slowly fucking me with long strokes. He bottomed out
on every stroke but not as hard as the first time. I panted every time
his dick head rubbed against my prostate gland.

He moved his head towards me and kissed me all over while his dick was
still pushing in and out of my ass. His mouth sought mine and soon we
were kissing of all our might. I completely blocked out everything
except from his tongue in my mouth and his dick in my ass. My dick had
gone soft and lay passively in between our bodies. Its job had already
been done and there was no need for it in this act anymore.

Gonzales continued to fuck me for a few minutes and slowly halted his
in and out movements. He broke our kiss and looked down at me. I
opened my eyes as he stopped and saw him looking at me. I smiled
weakly up at him and he returned the smile.

"You're such a beautiful kid," he hoarsely said and kissed me again.
He looked up at Ryan and Juan and I turned my head and looked at them
too. It was such a sight. Ryan had turned the little boy into a sex
crazed monster, just like he had done to me. Juan was plainly enjoying
everything Ryan was doing. It wasn't like he did much though, he was
just moving ever so slowly in and out of his little ass and the small
boy was whimpering with joy.

Gonzales pulled out of me with a plop.

"Get up on your knees, put your head down on the towel and spread your
legs a little," he told me and I complied. My ass was a little sore
but very empty and I couldn't wait to have this monster cock back in
me again. I hurriedly turned around and got into the requested
position. Gonzales moved closer and grabbed hold of my hip,
immobilizing me. He pushed his big dick back into me and immediately
begun pumping it in and out.

He increased the speed and soon I felt his dick expanding a bit as
well as getting stiffer. He made sure that his dick bottomed out
inside of me for each stroke. It didn't go in as deep as before so it
didn't hurt, just felt fabulous. I grabbed hold of my little dick and
fondled it until it got firm. It didn't take long and I wanked it in
the same speed as Gonzales monster dick rammed in and out of me.

3 minutes was all it took before I reached another orgasm. My ass
constricted itself and made it hard for Gonzales to pump in and out,
and with the added friction he came too. Torrents of cum flooded my
little ass, there wasn't room for anything but his dick and cum was
squeezed out of my bum with every stroke. I felt it running down my
ball sack and my thighs. The sperm was mixed with juices from my bum
and it looked quite disgusting.

Gonzales fell on top of me and I collapsed beneath him. His dick had
left my well fucked ass and I could feel the empty void the absence
created. At that time I was content and passively lay underneath
Gonzales while he whispered how much he had enjoyed fucking my ass and
that we would have to try it again when we were both ready. Suddenly I
remembered that Ryan was right next to me, still fucking the little
boy.

Juan was still whimpering and his face was flushed. His face was
covered in a film of sweat and Ryan was in no better condition. I
could tell he was close to coming, as he was steadily increasing the
frequency of which he pushed his dick into the little boy. Juan's legs
were waving in the air matching Ryan's downward strokes. Then Juan's
body started trembling. I guess he too was either coming or he was
very close to it.

Ryan reached the top speed and seemed like he could go on at that pace
for a while until he shouted out and forced his dick as far into the
little boy ass as it would go. He went into series of small spasms and
right then I knew that sperm was shooting into Juan. He opened his
eyes wide and looked a little scared as his bum was quickly filling up
with my man's juices. After 30 seconds Ryan had emptied himself and
started smothering the little boy with kisses.

He carefully pulled out but Juan couldn't help but wince a little. I
reached over and caressed his soft cheek as I knew exactly what he was
feeling. Though Ryan had been gentle with him, the first fuck is
almost always a little painful and it's way hard to keep your butt
relaxed for so long without practising. I pushed at Gonzales and he
rolled off me so I could move closer and kiss Juan.

I just kissed him briefly on his lips then I felt the yucky stuff on
my thighs and wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible. I started
running for the ocean and skipped over the first small waves before I
plunged head first into the warm water. This beach was one of the best
I've ever been too. Hell, it was THE best one I've ever been to, since
I had been able to make love with Ryan and have awesome sex with
Gonzales here.

When I emerged from the water I could hear the excited yells from the
three others. They too, were heading for a bath so they could get rid
of the sweat and the inevitable juices that had come out of me and
Juan's bums during and after the sex. Juan had cheered up extremely
fast and was now hyper active and tackled me so both of us tumbled
into the water. We came up spluttering and hugging each other.

We played around for a while with the grown ups until Ryan got tired
and went back to the towels.

"Hey guys, we have to get something to eat now," he shouted from
there. He had picked up his wrist watch and noticed that the time was
already 1:30PM. It felt as if it had only been like an hour but time
flies when you're having fun. I let go of Juan who I'd been dragging
around while he was floating in the water. We all headed towards the
beach where Ryan was preparing our lunch. He took out my syringe with
insulin and gave it to me.

"Here you are, now go get high, junkie," he joked.

"Gee thanks, ass wipe," I replied and stuck my tongue out at him, "I
need one of the anti septic tissues too."

He took one from the small box and handed it to me and I sat down and
ripped open the little package which held the tissue. I gently wiped
off a small area on my belly and carefully measured out the required
amount of insulin by twisting the syringe. Then I injected the insulin
and put the protective top back on the syringe, which I handed back to
Ryan. He smiled at me.

"That's a boy," he said and ruffled my hair.
"It's not like it hurts or anything," I told him. I knew he really
didn't like looking at me when I injected it, we had discussed this
many times on the Internet. He had more than once told me that his
brother was a diabetic too.

"I know, I just don't like to think about you having to do that 4
times a day for the rest of your life," he replied sadly.

"Oh, but they may invent something in a couple of years. You know,
they've already figured out how to make an automatic pump that'll
handle everything."

"How come you don't have one?"

"I don't know for certain, I asked my doc about it once but she told
me that we would have to come back to that later. I've gotten used to
this by now anyway."

Gonzales knew about diabetics but he'd never seen anyone inject
insulin and Juan had never heard or seen anything like it. He stared
at me and then turned to Gonzales and said a lot of words in very
little time. He smiled and said something to him and then he looked at
me.

"Juan wants to know why you shot something into your belly and how you
can make yourself do that," he asked.

"Well, it's because something inside of me doesn't work, so I have to
inject this to help me stay alive," I tried to explain. After getting
the translation from Gonzales he took a closer look at me and then
rambled something off again.

"But you look normal to Juan," Gonzales said.

"Yes, but that's only because I keep taking this stuff."

"Okay."

I smiled at Juan when I heard him use this English word and then asked
Ryan if we could eat now.

"Sure, lil buddy, come right over here and sit in Uncle Ryan's lap. Do
you want me to feed you?"

"No way! I can eat for myself, but I'd like to sit in your lap," I let
him know and plopped down on top of him.

"Umpf, relax there big boy, you nearly broke my knee."

"Sorry, can I kiss it better?"

"Yes, but you know, I have something else that's dying to be kissed,
but let's wait with that until after we've eaten."

As it turned out, I didn't stay in Ryan's lap while we were eating.
Instead I moved away from the shade and lay down on my tummy while
nipping at the sandwich and drinking cold diet coke. Juan lay with his
head against my back and we were happy just to lay there close to each
other.

After we had finished eating and built a sand castle we decided that
it was time to head back to the hotel. I was rather exhausted from a
full day at the beach but I was happy too. Juan was nice kid once we
had gotten to know each other and we had developed our own language,
mostly consisting of English, Spanish and a little Danish and lots of
sign language. On the way back to the hotel we agreed that we should
meet again soon, so we could share some more fun.


Chapter VIII: Night at the hotel.

We parted with Gonzales and Juan outside our hotel, with the little
Juan glued to the rear window waving his little hand at us. We both
waved back and went into the lobby hand in hand. It was nice to enter
the air conditioned lobby from the heat that had picked up during the
day. It was nice at the beach because of the calm winds but here in
the city, there was no wind at all. So the sun had complete power of
the temperature.

As it turned out, my parents had just gotten back to the hotel minutes
before us. So they were in the lobby waiting for the key to our room.
Of course my mom saw us before we spotted her and she saw us holding
hands! I didn't know how to explain it to her, but thankfully she
didn't ask me about it right then. I hurriedly freed my hand from Ryan
who didn't realise why as he had been looking at a boy standing at a
comic book rack.

"Hello dearest," my mother said and gave me a big warm hug. I winced a
little and she asked me what was wrong. Then she unceremoniously
pulled at my t shirt so she could have a look at my shoulders and back
through the neck hole.

"Oh my, you're sunburnt," she sounded kind of angry, and then she
said: "How many times have I told you that you should always be
careful when playing in the sun? You know your skin isn't used to the
sun and furthermore you're a redhead so you must put a lot of sun
block on!"

She sighed.

"Now, you come with us to the room and I'll put on some after sun for
you."

I started protesting that it wasn't so bad but my mom wouldn't have
any of that.

"Oh no, you don't. You're going straight to the room, I'll put on some
after sun, and then you can play in your room until we're going down
for dinner."

"And you," she addressed Ryan, "you should pay more attention to this
little guy, he is always getting into trouble and doesn't always know
what's best for himself."

With that she turned on her heals, put one arm underneath my dad's,
and grabbed hold of my wrist and dragged us both in the direction of
the lifts. I looked back at Ryan and saw him shaking his head in
disbelief.

"Look where you're going son," my dad said, "you don't want to trip
over something now, do you?"

"No, dad," I said with a resigned tone of voice.

When we were all inside the room, my dad went to the fridge, picked up
a cold beer and went out on the balcony. My mom told me to go to my
room while she got the after sun lotion.

I did as I was told and lay head down on the bed. I couldn't really do
anything to get out of this mess, or could I?

When my mom entered the room she saw me on the bed.

"Why haven't you taken off your t shirt?" She asked.

"Mom, I can put the oil on myself, I'm a big boy now!" I told her.

"Yes, of course you can put it on your front, but what about your
back?"

"I can just squeeze a lot of it onto my shoulders and then let it
glide down my back."

"That'll never work you know it has to be massaged into the skin to
work."

"Mom!"

"No, you know that when I tell you to do something, you do it,
otherwise I'll get your father in here. You don't want him to come, do
you?"

Sigh, "Ok, you can do it. But just my back ok?"

"Don't be foolish now I might as well do your front too, and your
hands won't get sticky from the oil."

She told me to take off my shirt and I reluctantly did so.

"Oh my, you're red as a boiled lobster!"

"It really doesn't hurt mom, it's just itching a little."

"If I don't put some of this on, then it'll hurt a lot later."

I turned my face away from her and rolled my eyes. She told me to sit
in the corner of the bed and she moved behind me and started applying
the oil to my skin. It stung at first, but gradually it felt better.
Then my mom started to massage my shoulders to get the oil worked into
the skin. I've tried this many times before but I always seem to
forget how it feels before I'm right in the middle of the treatment
again.

It feels rather unpleasant in the beginning, your skin doesn't like to
be pushed first in one direction and then the other, when it's burnt.
Then you finally grow to like it and then she's moving to the next
area, only to start it all over again. My mom worked her way from my
neck down towards my bum. Because I was leaning forward she could see
past the hem of my shorts and a little of my butt.

"Frank! Why aren't you wearing any underwear?"

"Uhm, I knew it was gonna be hot today so I didn't feel like wearing
them."

"Your behind is all red too. What on earth have you been doing today?"

My mom sounded shocked. I wasn't sure what to say, I only knew that I
could never tell her the truth. And after years of practise I knew
that when I wasn't sure of what to say, it was always best to keep my
mouth shut.

"Oh dear," she said, "Well, I'm going to have to put some lotion on
there as well. So off with your shorts so I can have a closer look
upon the damage you've done to your body."

"Mom, you can't see my bum, or my willy!"

"I've seen it before, remember, I used to wash filth away from it and
put clean diapers on you."

I was flabbergasted. What do you respond to that, except from:

"But that was YEARS ago, mom! I've changed since then."

"I'm sure you have, but you won't get hurt from letting me see your
bottom. It's not like I'm going to bite it you know?"

She actually thought it was funny!

"I won't let you see me naked!"

Deep down I knew I was only prolonging the unavoidable moment where
she would either forcible remove my shorts herself or ask my dad to
come in and have a "talk" with me. Only problem with my dad's talks
was that he'd prefer to let his hand do all the talking. And
afterwards, I'd still have to take off my shorts. And frankly, I never
did like being punished and especially not now with the state my bum
was in.

"Alright, I'll take them off." I resigned and slowly stood up. I
fumbled with the string hoping that if it took long enough my mom
would eventually change her mind.

"Frank," she warned me.

Magically the knot untangled itself and I slowly, ever so slowly,
pushed down my shorts. It hurt a little when the hem scraped over my
behind but soon it was out in the open. I put my legs together and
hoped my shorts would slide all the way down to my feet, so I could
step out of them without bending down. But, it was like I was out of
luck for that day. They refused to go lower than my knees no matter
how much I twisted my legs about.

I bend down quickly and removed my shorts then stood up and put my
hands protectively on top of my little dick and balls. I wasn't about
to let my mom see how small I was compared to other boys my age. That
would be the outmost humiliation.

Unfortunately my mom noticed that I was red on my hips too and I
followed her gaze when she fastened it on my hands.

"Is your peter burnt too?"

"No, it's not burnt. Just leave it alone."

"Well I think it's burnt but let me work some oil into your bottom
then we can look at the other thing afterwards."

I stood silently as she applied the cool lotion on my bum. She made
sure to rub it in real good. I was blushing from head to toe while I
stood there. My mom hadn't even seen my bum since I was like 5 let
alone touch it! One thing I was determined about was not letting her
see my dick. It was indeed red, I had sneaked a peak at it after I
dropped my shorts, but I felt that I should attend to that myself.

She continued to smear lotion into my thighs asking me to spread my
legs a bit so she could get in between them. For 13 years old boys,
that's enough stimulation to get their dick to quickly harden. I tried
to think of everything disgusting in the world but nothing helped. She
reached my ankles and then said the troublesome words:

"Turn around now, Frank. Be a big boy and turn around for mommy."

I turned slowly and kept staring at my feet. They were somehow not
burnt^Å If only I had brought my trunks I wouldn't have been in this
situation, I thought. But it was of course too late.  She put lotion
on my forehead, nose and every where else in my face and then
progressed slowly to my belly.

"Remove your hands Frank."

"NO!"

"Remove your hands now!"

"NO! Just leave me alone," I was close to bursting into tears from
humiliation, "please."

"I won't have any of that, remove your blasted hands or your father
will be in here in 5 seconds flat!"

I could swear, my mom had never cursed at me before and I think that
was the reason I finally moved my hands aside. Shame or no shame, I
had never seen my mom so upset with me before. She raised an eye brow
when she saw the state my dick was in, but she didn't say anything.
She just squirted some lotion into her hands and then applied it to my
pubic area, then my dick and finally my nuts. She didn't massage any
of these parts; just let her hands glide over them.

It was enough to make my knees weak though. It felt kind of nice, but
she was my mom, for crying out loud. She finished me up by massaging
the lotion into the front of my thighs and my legs. Then she just
stood up and exited my room, closing the door quietly behind her.
I couldn't move for a second or two. My dick was still firm but was
slowly shrinking.

"Oh, yeah, NOW you go down." I silently mouthed at my dick, "just a
bit too late now isn't it?"

I wasn't really expecting an answer and I didn't get one either. I
just wanted to go to bed and sleep, and hopefully forget this ever
happened, but I was slick from the oily lotion all over, and I didn't
want to mess up the sheets. I would have to keep standing or walking
around for at least 15 minutes until it had evaporated or entered my
skin or what ever such a thing does after a while.

I contemplated putting on my shorts and t shirt and sneak out of the
suite and go to Ryan's room, but I knew I was in too much trouble
already. I didn't know for certain which of my parents' rules I had
disobeyed but I was sure that I had done at least one thing wrong that
day. Well, I knew not to go with strangers, but technically Ryan
wasn't a stranger, I had known him, well sort of, for 2 years before
actually meeting him.

Then there was the bit about fooling around with Ryan and Gonzales and
Juan, but they've never told me I couldn't do that. I don't think they
knew about that either and I sure wasn't going to tell them either.

I looked at myself in the mirror on the closet. I didn't really look
so bad, well there was a reddish glow all over my body, but I knew it
would have been worse if it wasn't because Ryan had insisted on the
sun block. Too bad it hadn't been enough for an entire day in the sun.
Even my balls were red. I lifted my hair and could see where it had
blocked the rays from the sun. There, my skin was all white. Oh well,
I'd just have to stay inside for a day or two, until the redness had
vanished. I knew that it would take at least one or two times more
with the after sun, but I didn't want to think about that.

Finally I went into the bed and enjoyed the coolness of the sheets and
the pillow. It felt nice against my hot skin but I wasn't able to fall
asleep. I kept thinking about my moms hands on the most private part
of my body, save for my bum hole. Fortunately THAT part hadn't been
touched by the sun. I wouldn't have known what to do with myself while
my mom was putting lotion there!

The sheets started to feel warm causing my skin to feel even warmer. I
was getting thirsty, but I just couldn't get myself to get out of bed
and walk into the kitchen to get something to drink. I turned the rug
onto the other side so I could enjoy the coolness from the room
instead. I did that every 10 minutes for about half an hour before
sleep finally brought me away from the irritation and humiliation.

"Frank?"

It felt like I had only just closed my eyes when I heard my name being
called. I opened my eyes just enough to see and saw my dad standing in
the door looking worried at me.

"Frankie?" He asked again.

I feigned sleep and he closed the door very softly. I could hear quiet
talking outside my door, a moment later the outer door opened and then
closed. I guess they went down to have dinner without me. I instantly
sat up in the bed.

"They can't just go down to dinner without me. I need to eat something
soon."

I wasn't close to dying, I wasn't even hungry, but my diabetes
required that I ate at specific times and not to skip a single meal.
Actually I should eat like all the time, 6-7 meals per day. But I
guess they thought I needed sleep more than eating. I just hoped
they'd bring back something when they returned. I managed to go back
to sleep and slept through until the next morning.

When I woke up I saw one of my syringes lay on the bedside table. It
wasn't there when I went to sleep which meant that my dad had given me
a shot while I was sleeping. I felt my thighs, and sure, on the left
one there was a tender spot. He had long ago learned how to give me
shots as well as my mom, but I knew mom didn't like to give me shots.
She was afraid of needles and was afraid she'd do it wrong and cause
pain.

So, now my dad had seen me naked too.

"Why even bother putting on clothes anymore? Seems like everyone I
know have seen me naked now anyway!"

I needed to pee badly.  I looked at my watch and saw it was only 5AM.
Surely both my parents would be fast asleep at this time so I got out
of bed VERY carefully. I wasn't afraid of waking them, but my body was
aching all over. My bum hole was itching and a little sore, my dick
was burnt as well as the rest of my body, and because I had only
gotten one treatment of lotion it hadn't helped much. It had only made
it worse, if that was possible.

I opened the door and gingerly walked to the toilet, there I peeled
back my foreskin and let my pee gush into the bowl. It made noise, too
much noise so I aimed the stream at the side of the bowl and it helped
a little. When I finished I tried to move my foreskin back and forward
to get the last drops of pee out but it hurt and I had to use a wad of
toilet paper instead.

I went back to my room where I glanced at myself in the mirror. The
burned skin looked even more red than I remembered it to be and I
sighed at the prospect of further treatments with the after sun
lotion. My mom would surely love to baby me again, but I hated even
thinking about it. I went back to bed but couldn't fall asleep, so I
read comic books until 8AM where my parents were finally getting out
of bed.

My mom knocked on the door and then opened it.

"Are you alright, honey?" she asked me.

"The burns are much more painful today," I told her. "I'd like it, if
you would put some lotion on them again."

"Of course dear, if that's what you really want? You were not very
interested in it yesterday, to say the least."

"That's because it didn't hurt as much back then, but now it hurts a
lot, and yes, I'd like for you to put it on me."

She smiled and said she would be right in with the lotion.

Well, of course it was humiliating, but there are worse things in the
world than having your mom putting lotion on your dick, even if it
rises to attention because of her actions. She smiled at me while she
applied it to him and she told me that it used to do the exact same
when I was little and she was putting a new diaper on me or drying me
off after a bath. I blushed at that and she laughed and told me that I
shouldn't worry too much about it.

And of course it actually felt nice to have the lotion put on. At
least it stopped the pain for a while.

I stayed in bed that day. Ryan came by and chatted with me for a while
but I wasn't really in the mood for anything and he didn't want to
cause me any pain anyway. Of course my parents were in the suite too
so it would have been too dangerous for us to do anything. He left at
lunch and kissed my forehead then kissed me on the lips and told me to
get better soon. He would go and have some more fun with the taxi
driver and his nephew.

I envied him, but wanted to get this sun burn dealt with before going
out again and around 5PM, I noticed the first signs of my skin
healing. Well, what it was doing was actually to peel off the outer
layers of skin. Yes I know, it's yucky, but it's a clear sign of
improvement. Of course it meant that what ever tan I'd gotten before
was now vanishing with the small pieces of skin. My mom came in and
gave me the last treatment with the lotion and I was actually feeling
quite sad, when she announced that I wouldn't need another treatment.


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Phew, I hope you liked reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
It has been nearly 2-1/2 years in writing but I do hope it was well worth
it.
I promise the next part won't take so long to write. It also helps a
lot if you'll help me stay focused by sending me a mail with
encouragements. It doesn't have to be a long mail, just as long as
you'll tell me where I can improve, any parts you especially liked or
if you want me to include some fantasy of yours in my story.

Please remember, if you do write me a mail @ tfl33@hotmail.com please
include the word "story" or "ST:" in the topic. Otherwise your mail
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means necessary.

Until next time,

Frank