Date: Sat, 6 May 2017 15:09:11 +0100 (BST)
From: blondguy blondguy <blondemaster@blueyonder.co.uk>
Subject: Luke and Mike Part 1

Luke and Mike

1. Late night meeting on a train

It was a quiet train back from Glasgow late evening in fact I had the end
section of the coach to myself until at last minute a stunning guy jumped
on, sweating from having run to catch it. He flopped down in the seat
facing me but on the opposite side giving me an excellent view. He stripped
off his sweater revealing a tight white tee shirt. Below he was wearing the
tightest pale blue spray on jeans. This all revealed his athletic physique
beautifully including the clear outline of his large balls and thick cock
snaking down his left leg.

He noticed me admiring his body and smiled as I quickly looked away,
embarrassed at having been caught. "Hey, I dressed like this to look good
so no need to look away!" I had obviously been staring at bit too much but
we both laughed at his bold statement.  "You are a good-looking guy
yourself, in fact same sort of style." He was right – different colour,
I was wearing dark blue, but the same style and fit of jeans and a tight
blue top but mine was long-sleeved.  "Yeah I love these sprayons as long as
they stretch in the right places". We both looked at each other's crutches
at that moment and laughed again. "Yours certainly do" he said as I could
feel my cock start to enlarge. He adjusted his cock which was clearly
responding similarly.

I should introduce myself here. My name is Luke and I'm a post-graduate
student, 22 years old, 6ft 2 inches tall, slim but quite defined body and
short blonde hair.

"So where are you going to?" he asked. "Stirling". "Me too, although I live
just outside – Bridge of Alan – bit of a walk. "I'm in the centre but
I work at the university so out that way every day". "Hey me too – well
as PhD student there". Wow – wish I had seen you before – I mean
err". Suddenly embarrassed that I was coming on to him. He laughed again in
a lovely way that said hey, I get it, I like you too. "Hey come sit by me
– let's not be too British about this". He moved to the window seat and
I moved across to the seat alongside where he had just been sitting. As
soon as I sat down he shook my hand then let his hand fall onto my
thigh. Despite his obvious attraction to me this took me by surprise and I
jumped a bit so he withdrew his hand and apologised. "No, no – that is
fine, in fact very nice" I said and grabbed his hand and placed it back on
my thigh but higher up this time, the tips of his fingers touching my now
quite hard cock. We both laughed again, looked at each other for a few
moments then came together in a deep, passionate long kiss. "Wow"! I
couldn't have put it better myself" he said, and we embraced for more as I
reached across and felt his fully erect cock. I had to break and look
because what I felt was massive! "Yes it does tend to cause that reaction"
he said and we laughed again as I checked it with my hand in more detail.

The rest of the journey carried on chatting, snogging, feeling and
generally both getting very excited about meeting each other. Stirling
arrived and we got up to get off, both sporting obvious elections that we
were happy to display. He invited me to his place and I very keenly
accepted. I texted my house mates to let them know I was OK and 10 minutes
later we were entering his wee flat.

"I know this is all a bit fast and honest I don't do this all the time but
I really like you and, well just being upfront with you, can we have sex?!"
I answered by pulling him into me, wrapping my arms around him, having a
deep snog and saying "where is the bed?" we didn't even know sexually what
each other liked but we soon found out. Starting with taking each other's
clothes off, slowly revealing sensuously the bodies we had felt and seen in
intimate detail through our taught, thin, stretch denim and cotton. His
chest was smooth and beautifully shaped and his six pack was nicely
sculptured. Pealing his jeans revealed the cutest round button. And as I
suspected, he had gone commando and his cock sprang up vertically as soon
as it was released. And what a size and beautiful shape. He seemed as
excited as he exposed my body, licking and caressing every new area. I was
wearing briefs and a cock strap which he found really erotic. He
desperately wanted my cock inside him so slowly I penetrative that cute
button while we kissed deeply. His cunt gripped my cock and pulsed as I
thrust then we gripped each other in stillness holding each other on the
edge. I wanted him inside me before I came but could I take that enormous
beautiful organ. He skilfully prepared my hole with his tongue then his
fingers, relaxing get the muscle and opening me wide. Gradually he pushed
against my hole then I opened up and gladly drew his cock in half way then
it just kept going until I could feel all 10 inches inside me and his huge
balls up against my butt.  We felt like one body, intimately connected with
so much of him inside me. And we pulsed together until we both exploded
what seemed like a never-ending flow of cum, his inside me, mine forming a
film sealing our bodies together.

2. The relationship grows

The night was fantastic and we were both tired but happy as we woke in each
other's arms, keen to develop this amazing connection into real
relationship. But for now we both had to go to work and I had to go home
and change first. Squeezing into my spray on jeans still with a full hard
on we embraced and arranged to meet on campus at lunchtime. I caught a bus
home, showered and dressed for the day, as ever in tight jeans but less
revealing as I was bound to have a hard on whenever I thought about Mike
and about seeing him at lunchtime.

I really shouldn't have worn my cock strap as it was keeping me hard far
too long every time my mind wandered but eventually 12.30 came and I walked
to the cafe and Mike was there waiting for me, and even more sexy looking
than ever. Wearing black shiny spray on jeans and a tight fitting white
long-sleeved cotton shirt – I was nearly drooling. "You go to the office
dressed like that!?" "Well not normally, but I thought you might like it if
I did today." Dead right I did! We went and got some sandwiches and coffee
and sat on a bench outside, our legs touching which meant we were both
displaying full hardons – mine not quite as obvious as Mike's and I did
spot a couple of guys give us a long look.

We blether education on as though we were old pals, although I guess that
my aroused state said something more. An hour passed in no time and Mike
had to get back to the finance office. I couldn't get away from the lab
until late evening but we arranged that Mike would come to the lab so that
we could go for a drink afterwards.

Somehow I got focused on my work and at about 9pm I got a text from Mike to
let him in the lab area. "So this is where the mad scientists are kept away
from the public" he ribbed as he gripped my bum and pulled me in for a
kiss. "Not here" I protested half- heartedly and grabbed him by the hand
and lead him to my desk. There were a few other people around including one
of my best friends who was smirking as he observed us. He had been asking
all about Mike all day since he started quizzing me as to why I was smiling
so much. "Mike, meet Craig – he has been dying to meet you all day and
check you out!" "Just looking after the boy" Craig protested. Craig is a
lovely geeky guy I adored as a real pal. He isn't gay but he gets how I
tick. I left them chatting as I finished up in the lab and dragged Mike
away. "Can I join you for a drink" he shouted after us. "No!" we both
shouted back and we all laughed.

There was a bar not far away but I suggested we walk across to a wooded
area where we could sit. It was midsummer and incredibly warm (for
Stirling) and still sunny. So we sat on a grassy slope surrounded by trees
facing the setting sun. "Is this where you take all your lovers" Mike
quipped. I laughed and said "honestly, I have to admit that I did find this
spot by someone once taking me here. You have to admit it is very private
and beautiful, which is exactly where I want to be with you." We kissed and
cuddled up. For the next hour we just talked and joked. I kept getting hard
until Mike commented on the patch of pre-cum showing through my jeans. I
got up and pulled him onto his feet and led him into the woods. We found a
totally hidden area and embraced in a deep kiss. Without any further words
Mike started undressing me and I undressed him, using our discarded clothes
as a bed we again had deep and passionate sex. Taking his cock inside me
was sensational again – never had I had such an intense feeling of being
a part of someone else's body, connected in intense passion. We were hot
but the night was getting dark and chilly so we sorted out our clothes,
dressed and walked back to the street lights of campus. Once in light we
dusted off as much of the woodland debris as we could and walked to Mike's
car. He dropped me off at home and we arranged for lunch again tomorrow.

3. The fetish club

The next few weeks continued in a similar way with us spending much of our
free time together and many nights at his place. Although Mike had bigger
cock and balls we were otherwise the same body shape and size so
increasingly we swapped clothes. Despite his size Mike loved my many
cockstraps and cockring and started wearing them to sensational effect
although I am sure some were horrified by the explicit effect. Mike had his
own kink which was rubber or latex gear. It took him a while before showing
me his kit as he wasn't sure how I would react. However, the effect on me
was obvious and very arousing when he first wore his full rubbersuit for
me. It was made of very thin, black, very shiny rubber and was like a
second skin. Another one had full hand and feet coverage including a hood
and beautifully moulded sheath round his cock and balls. The only thing I
really didn't like was the hood as I wanted his beautiful head fully
exposed.

One Saturday night there was a fetish event in Glasgow so we decided to go,
both in rubber. I had already tried Mike's rubbersuits on and loved them
but it took a long time getting them on and off. So we started mid evening
to get ready. Showering first together we were very restrained storing our
sexual energy for later. Covering each other's bodies in talc Mike first
helped me into my suit. It was a neck-entry one with a cod piece, anal
sheath and some great yellow stripes down the side and on the cod piece. I
had never had an anal sheath in me so we put it inside out with lube in it
then once in the suit Mike pushed it up my anus with the help of a long
thin dildo and more lube to extract the dildo once fully inside me. It was
a very pleasant process! Eventually fully sealed in my new skin Mike
sprayed on a gloss and buffed me to a high gloss. I had to work hard not to
cum as this was very erotic. Next it was my turn to get Mike in his
rubbersuit which included his cock in the sheath. We put plenty of lube in
it first but it took a lot of fun manipulation to get the air out and the
rubber perfectly moulded to the beautiful form of his cock. There was even
a ball part that held each ball separately and forward. After buffing him
to a great gloss we put on trackie bottoms and long-sleeved tops, boots and
jackets and headed out. This time we drove as getting back there would be
no trains so Mike got the no drinking short straw. As pissing wasn't an
option for him tonight that was fine! We would strip off our rubber before
coming home to facilitate that.

In the club there was a changing area but that was just a matter of taking
outer layers off for us. It was quite dark but already full of guys and
girls in wild outfits, mostly pvc or rubber. Mike attracted considerable
attention as he was fully hard from the moment he stripped, and at his size
that made an impressive impact. Mike's rubbersuit had anal entry zip and I
was keen to use it but I found that Mike was even keener to get his rubber
sealed cock up the rubber sheath already inside me. I was standing at the
bar when I felt him start to penetrate and the barman had to wait for my
order as I gasped when his full length entered and I felt his balls against
my arse and his arms wrapped round my chest. "He will have a pint of 80"
Mike told the barman as I was still dumbstruck by his 10 inches deep inside
my body. A hand was on my cock but it was not Mike's – his were tweaking
my nipples through the rubber. Our bodies were eased away from the bar and
my codpiece was removed and my cock swallowed full length by someone's
throat. Ripples of orgasmic sensation were engulfing my body and my cock
exploded in the guy's mouth. Mike is feeling the whole sensation through
his cock inside me as he grips me tightly. Gradually I came back to earth
and notice the barman waiting for payment – nothing like a reality
check!

The guy who swallowed my cum came up to say hello by kissing me then Mike
and then hugged us both. He was gorgeous and we bought him a drink. Mike
was still rock hard inside me and we were content to stay like that as we
chatted which the cute guy which he just loved. Mike then eased out and the
cute guy, Klaus, said now he understood why I had been looking so happy.

Klaus was quite small and skinny and dressed in tight shiny black pvc. I
complemented him on his cute little round arse which I noticed had an open
zip for access. He offered it to be felt and entered and we quickly put
condoms on and spit roasted him. He was incredibly tight and had a great
grip on my cock. Mike was enjoying his cock inside him. I had guided it
into Mike's hole – it was not long but surprisingly wide which was
difficult to get in Mike but once inside apparently very satisfying.
Despite cuming very recently I was well aroused and close to cuming again
as out 3 bodies worked together as one. Klaus was quivering and clearly on
the edge of a massive orgasm which was transmitting through both Mike and
me. All 3 of us came at once and we buckled and collapsed on the floor.

When we dusted ourselves off I replaced my cod piece and found some chairs
to sit together to enjoy our drinks. Klaus was lovely and kept feeling my
body and Mike's.  He was from Germany but a student also at Stirling.  He
was very subservient in his manners and told us he would love to be a
houseboy.  We arranged to give him a lift back to Stirling later before he
went off to find some more fun.

The evening was great with lots of fetish action to watch but we didn't get
heavily involved. Eventually we found Klaus, stripped out of our gear and
headed back to Stirling.  Mike offered Klaus to stay over on the couch,
Mike and I showered and we all got some sleep.

4. Buying shorts

In the morning when we woke I heard Klaus moving around. It was quite late
morning by then and I suggested we invite Klaus into our bed. Mike liked
the idea so shouted for him to come in. I'm sure that was what he was
hoping fore as he was there like a shot. He was freshly showered, naked and
fully hard! He snuggled in between us and we all got well into another spit
roast in no time.

Eventually we got up, Klaus took great pleasure in washing and drying us
then offered to get us breakfast. He had even done the washing up. We
swapped numbers and he left to go home to the student halls still in his
pvc kit.

"Well should have him round again" we agreed. Mike and I were not living
together officially but I was spending Friday to Monday at his place so we
were thinking of doing so. Half my clothes were Mike's , in fact Mike
seemed to be wearing more of my clothes than I did. Admittedly it was
reciprocal - I just loved rooting through his stuff and trying new looks,
often stuff he had forgotten he had as he has so many clothes.

Today I selected his spray on faded light blue denim, black lycra top and
denim jacket. He chose my black coated denim jeans, tight white cotton
shirt and light cotton black jacket. Both of us wore metal cockrings giving
great profiles.  We then headed into town.

In town we wandered round the shops. I was buying nothing as I was broke
but Mike had a proper job so had a bit of cash and he said he really wanted
to buy me something. It was summer and lots of guys were wearing
shorts. Mike had shorts but I never wore them – I don't know why, so
Mike thought I should get some. I tried on several but they just didn't do
it for me, then Mike said he knew why – they were not tight, and I only
wore tight clothes. So we went looking for tight shorts but found none –
they were just not in fashion. As a last hope we tried a small boutique
men's shop neither of us had noticed before in a side street. It turned out
to be quite an Aladin's cave piled high with all sorts. It was chaotic and
we couldn't find sizes and we were about to give up when the staff member
came over to ask if he could help. He was a young guy about my age so we
explained what we were looking for. He looked very thoughtful but after
rummaging around he said he hadn't got anything but he had an idea. Why
don't I try full length trousers and he would make them into shorts. They
did alterations as the main business really. And he had just the sort of
light cotton tight trousers that would convert to shorts nicely. The guy
took us to a rack of pastel shades of cotton trousers and I saw a great
pair of shiny light blue ones in the right sort of size. He advised no
underwear as they were thin and would show pant lines. And they sure would
because they showed my cock and balls very nicely. I came out of the
changing room and both Mike and the shop guy said wow! "You want them?"
Mike asked. "Sure – what length should they be". Both of them had their
hands on my legs suggesting length and I was getting really aroused. This
was noted by us all but even the shop guy was cool about it and helped me
adjust my cock to lie more comfortably to the left. We all agreed on the
length, marked it and he said he could hem them straight away. I took them
off and he went to his machine to make the changes. Meantime Mike, who was
now aroused himself, and I retreated into the changing area and proceeded
to suck my cock until I filled it with cum that he completely swallowed.

Fifteen minutes later the shop guy came in and gave me the shorts to try on
and they both watched me put them on. Both of them ran their hands all over
me to "check the fit" they claimed! I decided to keep them on so he put my,
or rather Mike's jeans in a bag, Mike paid and we left, but promising the
shop guy to visit again. Come just before we close he said, with a
wink. Although he was wearing loose trousers they were tenting showing how
much he had enjoyed our visit. We would be back.

I was well pleased with Mike's gift to me and I got a lot of appreciative
looks as we walked through town. One teenage boys came up behind us and
said, "excuse me, I love those shorts, where did you get them?" So we told
him the story. He too was not a fan of loose shorts and clearly suited his
extremely tight black skinnies.  I explained to him that I was wearing a
cockring too giving better profile but he wasn't familiar with them. I
described mine which was a thick chrome donut ring and Mike described his
more standard ring. The boy had to adjust his hardening cock which I told
him looked great but explained illustrating with my crotch and Mike's how a
cockring also made your balls more prominent. We were all very aroused by
having such an erotic conversation in the middle of a shopping area. "Come
visit and you can try some of mine – I have loads. Cock straps you can
fit when you are hard too". He was interested in that as he was a typical
teenager with a hardon at the slightest thought of sex. We swapped numbers
and he headed off. I doubt whether he would be in touch but you never know
and he seemed like a nice guy. We headed back to Mike's then I went back to
my place as I needed to do some work before the morning.

5. The houseboy and moving in together

Mike and I had talked about moving in together in a new place and Monday
lunchtime we went to see a possible flat. It wasn't yet advertised and was
superb so we said yes straight away. Mike had to give a month's notice but
I could move straight away. We got the keys at the end of that week and we
shifted my stuff in on Saturday morning. It was really well furnished and
big, even for all Mike's clothes. It was a top floor flat in a block of 8
just on the edge of the town centre area. We decided to move all of Mike's
stuff as well as he was going to be away on a course the next week and then
we just leave his old place empty. So the weekend was busy just packing,
unpacking and organising but it was fun as we found out all about each
other's stuff. I kept getting distracted by wanting to wear all the clothes
I was finding but Mike was cool with this once I decided to work my way
through his speedos. He liked me just wearing them but then he was very
distracted too!

On Saturday evening we went for a drink at a bar in town and I was just
getting a refill when in walked Klaus with a couple of friends. It was
great to see him again and after a while sitting with his friends he came
over to chat. We told him about our new flat and he was really excited for
us and wanted to come and see it and help us make it home. He just seemed
to want to please us – he was one of those guys who just get off on
serving. We suggested that he comes over the next morning and he said he
would come and serve us breakfast.

True to his word he was knocking at our door next morning get at 10 so I
got up to let him in – I hoped it was him anyway as I opened the door
naked. It was and he appreciated his welcome. He was dressed in some very
tight Umbro nylon shiny shorts and matching t-shirt which showed his skinny
but defined body beautifully and got me very aroused. Mike shouted "down
boy!" at me watching from the bedroom doorway with a full hard on and
laughing. Klaus interpreted this as getting down on his knees to suck us
and neither of us complained. However, after a few minutes we instructed
him to get on with making breakfast and we went to shower together in the
luxury en suite. We both then dressed in tight shorts and t-shirt, me in
Umbro kit like Klaus and Mike in Adidas kit. Klaus was well hard when he
saw us – we liked that in a house boy!

The table was set with our breakfast and Klaus poured our coffees then got
back on his knees under the table to satisfy other parts at the same
time. Now that is the way to have breakfast. After clearing up Klaus asked
what he could do next so we set him organising the rest of the kitchen
stuff then doing some ironing and sorting the washing.

Mike had to sort his stuff for going away and he suggested I get Klaus
round while he was away to service my sexual needs in his absence. This
surprised me but he said that he knew it wouldn't be a problem to us and I
was so impressed with his trust in us and the depth of our relationship
already. We then talked to Klaus who was unsure as he wanted to serve us,
not have individual relationship with either of us, but he was keen when we
all realised that was how it would be – he was a true subservient house
boy in his whole personality. So we arranged for him to spend Monday,
Wednesday and Thursday nights in the flat.

Early Monday morning Mike left and later I went to the lab. When I got home
I found Klaus sitting outside waiting for me ready to make my meal. He was
dressed in skinny jeans and sweatshirt but I gave him some Aussiebum
speedos to wear instead. He sat me down with a beer and gently massaged my
body while I watched the news. I gave him instructions about what food he
should prepare and sent him to cook.

Soon dinner was ready, I finished it, Klaus cleared everything away and
came to continue to stroke and feel my body while I caught up on some TV I
had recorded. Bedtime and Klaus undressed me, folded my clothes and asked
what clothes I wanted for the morning. After organising these he asked how
I wanted him to serve me during the night. All I wanted was for him to suck
me off and then sleep on the floor until I called him to do something
else. And he followed these orders faithfully.

I woke in the middle of the night and ordered him into my bed to be
fucked. He presented his body with perfection and I penetrate him deeply
with great satisfaction.  He had such a great firm cute rounded button and
he was so thin I could almost feel my own cock against his stomach from the
outside. After I had cum I told him to wake me at 7am by sucking my balls
then taking my cock deep throat. At 7 I had a wonderful sensation in my
balls then my cock and I soon exploded cum inside him which he expertly
sacked up. He then quickly ran my shower, washed me and helped me dress. As
usual my jeans were skintight so he arranged my cock to lie comfortably
whether hard or not but give a good bulge whatever. Then he had my
breakfast ready and my bag ready for work. I could get used to this
lifestyle.

6. New friends

Friday finally came and Mike arrived home. I had so missed him. Having
Klaus around was fun and distracting but it wasn't love. This was the first
time since we had met that we had been apart and although we had Skype
daily, I really missed his physical presence. We snogged for ages, feeling
every bit of each other's bodies, and it wasn't long before Mike's long
shafts was deep inside me and that amazing connection was rippling through
our bodies.

Eventually we started talking but I suggested we go out for a meal. Mike
chose what I should wear and he opted for my shiny black skinny trousers
and light blue shirt and dark blue tie. I chose dark blue skinny trousers
and a white shirt and school type tie. I also chose a leather cockstrap
with ball separater for Mike but given the size of Mike's balls and the
tightness of his trousers we had to change it for just a cockstrap if he
was not to get arrested. This was an ordinary restaurant we were going to,
not a fetish club. Even so we were both showing what we had nicely for
those who wished to appreciate. I guess we both had a bit of exhibitionist
streak in us.

I had booked a great little French restaurant and we had a nice
table. There were two gorgeous waiters and a waitress and one waiter
certainly checked us both out, and result, we got him. He was gay for sure
and very friendly. I love the way he placed the napkins in our laps, he
knew we were up for some flirting. This would add a bit more fun to a great
evening. He leant in close to point to things on the menu and I reckon he
was aroused. Our part of the restaurant was quiet as it was late and others
had finished so Mike and I felt free to talk and play under the table
mischievously hoping our water would enjoy it too. He played along coming
over frequently to see if we wanted anything "off the menu"! His name was
Craig and he was French as were most of the staff, and he had a beautiful
accent. And he was a delight – genuinely interesting as he knew a lot
about the food and its provenance. He was studying at the university too so
we talked about his student life too. We were the last ones to leave so we
said to Craig that we were going to a bar nearby and if he had time when he
finished then come and join us if we were still there. He said he would
depending when he got away.

We went to the bar, got a pint each and found a table. The bar was not a
gay bar but was the only bar in town known as gay-friendly. This was
Stirling! After only about 10 minutes Craig appeared – we were so
pleased and he was obviously keen. He said that his boyfriend was going to
come over and join us if that was OK- of course it was. John, his boyfriend
turned 5 minutes later and he was a stunner! He was a small Scottish guy
with the cutest face ever that you really wanted to kiss, but I restrained
myself. We all just hit it off brilliantly – it was a great laugh. We
even got onto discussing what we liked about each other's bodies and
clothes. This was not like any other couple I had met – the dynamic was
amazing. It was getting late and the bar was closing so we swapped numbers
and invited them round for a meal Sunday evening as we were all free then.

Saturday was spent catching up, planning Sundays meal and more sorting the
flat – buying stuff we still needed. We also went for a jog together for
the first time which was really fun. For Sunday I had a great idea – get
Klaus to be our waiter. But how modest should we be. Should we even theme
the meal? We're Craig and John into anything? I decided to call Craig and
see if I could sound him out. I asked whether they had done any themed
parties or stuff like that as we were wanting to do something special. He
said only stuff that wasn't suitable for polite company which intrigued me
but he wasn't giving any details – at least not until he had some
drinks! So I suggested just "smart and sexy" as I knew we could all to
that.

We planned and prepared a feast of very Scottish food. Klaus came round and
helped and cleaned everywhere again. We dressed him in tight black shorts
and a waiter's shirt. It showed his skinny defined body beautifully. He had
the drinks ready for when our guests arrived. I dressed in some very thin
tight white trousers and a tight shiny black shirt and tie and Mike dressed
identically. I wore a cockring but Mike had a very defined profile without
any help. We were all ready for when Craig and John arrived with champagne
and canapιs ready. Craig wore some stunning bright blue spray on jeans
and a matching shirt that left nothing of his body definition to the
imagination. He had taken the sexy theme very seriously. John was more
modestly dressed in dark grey shiny trousers and grey shiny shirt, snug
fitting but not as tight as the rest of us.

We explained that Klaus was our occasional house boy and that he was there
for their service and pleasure – which amused them as they were
uncertain as to how that should be interpreted. However, Craig was clearly
up for finding out as he groped Klaus's ass. Klaus played the gay houseboy
part beautifully, flirting with our guests serupticiously.

We spent quite some time discussing how we had all interpreted smart and
sexy and I reminded Craig that I wanted to know what they did not in polite
company. John looked puzzled at that bit of the conversation - this was
going to be interesting. Mike's and my near identical clothes were a hit,
especially as we had such similar bodies but Craig suggested that Mike
might be bigger in one department so I quickly clarified that Mike was
oversized there rather than any lack in my cock size! With everyone staring
at my crotch they all politely agreed. As we were all getting aroused I
suggested that we start the meal and instructed Klaus to get to work.

Klaus was wonderful, keeping the food coming and the wine flowing. After
dinner we all sat on the sofas whilst Klaus cleared everything away but
never failed to top up our drinks. Then I asked about what they did in
non-polite company again and Craig said "ah, yes that! Well I don't want
you to think we are weird as it is a bit fetish scene. However, given some
of the intimate stuff we had covered so far this evening I reckon you will
be OK". John was looking less comfortable and letting Craig dig this
hole. "Well, it's errrrr errrrr rubber." I sneaked a wink at Mike and said
"oh" and got up and went into the bedroom. Everyone was quiet but Mike was
biting his tongue to stop himself laughing. A few moments later I
reappeared at the doorway holding up Mike's rubbersuit saying "you mean
like this?" I got several cushions thrown at me as we all burst out
laughing. OK next time it would be a rubber dinner party!

Craig and John left sometime after midnight and we went to bed and gave
Klaus his reward – sucking us both then being fucked, twice. We were all
tired in the morning but work called.

7. The teenager

During the day I got a text from the skinny teenager we had met in ton who
asked about my shorts. He wondered whether he could still come round and
see the cockstraps and stuff we had told him about. I called Mike and he
said yes for sure – invite him round. I gave the guy our address and he
said he would be round at 8. He was very nervous and said that he had never
been round to anyone's place before, meaning gay guys I think, "especially
older guys"! I was a bit shocked at being described as older but sure
enough, he really was a twink. "How old are you?" Sixteen he said. He was
quite tall, about the same as Mike and me but much skinnier. I had put a
whole collection of cockstraps and cockrings on the table and we started to
look through them. I told him to try them on and he eagerly unzipped his
skinnies revealing an average length thin cock, fully hard, but some very
hansom and good size balls, all nicely shaved. The metal cockrings clearly
could not go on so I suggested he try the leather cockstraps. I helped him
fasten it which he clearly liked and I got some tissues to wipe up the
pre-cum he was producing at a considerable rate. However, before I could
wipe it Mike was sucking the end of his cock. This was all too much for the
teenager and he gushed cum down Mike's throat in no time taking us all by
surprise. He was so embarrassed he started to try to put his jeans back on
but after a few minutes he was ok and laughing with us and rock hard again
– typical teenager. We then tried the cockstrap and ball separator. This
looked great so he pulled up his jeans to see the effect. I rubbed my hand
round his great profile crotch and he instantly came again in his jeans!
This time he was ok so we helped him clean up – he was hard again
already, and said he wanted to try the rubber cockring with butt plug
attached. So we stretched it to go behind his cock and balls then lubed up
his hole ready.  I loosened his hole ready for entry with one then two
fingers and he seemed ok with that but the plug was wider still, but he was
up for it he said. He winced as the widest part entered his hole and was
quickly sucked in and the rest of the long shaft went in quite easily
although with the boy letting out a long "aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh" of
pleasure. "Now put your jeans back on and walk around" I said. The look on
his face as he walked was pure delight – he was being gently fucked with
every step. The rubbing of his tight jeans against his cock caused him to
cum again, but he just kept walking round with a wide grin on his
face. After cleaning up again he asked for details of where to get these
and the butt plug one in particular and he asked if he ordered some could
he get them delivered to our place as he lived at home. Of course we would
and we hugged and said good night. I checked he hadn't walked off with my
favourite butt plug!

8. Holiday fun

"When did you last have a holiday in the sun?" Mike asked one evening. I
had been off for odd weeks here and there around Scotland but I'd not been
on a sun holiday for years. Mike had an idea to go to a gay hotel in the
south of France on the Mediterranean coast. In fact he had as good as
booked it apart from asking me which dates I could actually do. I needed to
check with my supervisor but the week in August Mike planned looked good. I
confirmed it the next day and we booked flights and hotel – it was only
3 weeks away.

Three weeks later we arrived at the hotel. It had rooms all facing a big
inner courtyard where there were gardens and a pool. There was a cafι
area by a big patio where there was bar-b-que stuff too. And just behind
the hotel was a wooded area then the beech. And the place had a few nice
guys just wearing shorts and t-shirts or just speedos even now in
mid-afternoon when I thought everyone would be out. The guy in reception
was hot too and he took us to our room. He told us that outside our room
and immediate patio area during the day he asked that we wore at least
speedos but after 9pm naked was fine everywhere if we wished. I guess some
guys don't like naked when there is food around etc. and I love guys in
clothing that shows their bodies but I also like this hotel because we can
also have the freedom to be naked – best of both worlds.

But first we wanted to check out the town so we put on our shorts and
t-shirts, me in the really tight, revealing ones Mike bought me though I
did have some others now too. Mike opted for skimpy running shorts. It was
an interesting old town and we found a great little bar for a beer. We also
found a nice restaurant to come back to later for our evening
meal. Meantime we thought we would go back to the hotel for a swim and
maybe check out the talent amongst our fellow guests.

I put on my shiny black speedos with a contoured pouch. Mike opted for some
bright red classical speedos that only just contained his cock. I loved how
Mike looked in these and cuddled him until neither of us could go in the
pool as our hardons were no longer covered. Anyway after sucking each other
off we managed to cover up our cocks and get into the pool. The 3 guys in
the pool I think had been watching us and our retreat before coming out
again. They were all very friendly and welcoming – Josh and Alan were a
couple in their early 30s I would say and Clement was by himself, and he
was about our age and a real stunner. He was French but had great
English. I tried my French on him and he was very complementary about it,
but I think he was just being nice. He had arrived that day too and seemed
to have no plans for eating so we invited him to join us when we went to
the local restaurant, so we arranged to meet up at 7 to go out.

At 7 Clement arrived on our patio dressed in some nice chinos and casual
short sleeved flowery shirt. I had my very tight thin white skinny trousers
and light blue short sleeved shirt on and Mike stuck with long shorts and
polo shirt, unusually for him not that tight. Clement was lovely and chatty
and very tactile which I loved. We had a great meal and wine together but
Clement was keen not to eat or drink too much as he was going to enjoy some
naked swimming in the pool later and he really wanted us to join him. He
said that he had heard that it gets quite exciting. We didn't take much
persuading.

Sure enough back at the hotel there were guys in the pool already and no
trunks to be seen on anyone. And there was clearly some amorous encounters
going on in the jaccusi already too. We went to our room to strip off and
straight to the pool this time in order to get in before we were
hard. Clement didn't seem to care about that as when he appeared his cock
was at full attention and an impressive sight he was too. As he walked into
the pool up to waste deep I dived under and swam straight to him, grabbed
hold of his legs and took his cock straight into my mouth, trying not to
swallow pool water at the same time, without success! I had to come up
quick spluttering which rather spoiled the effect but he still loved it and
gave me a great snog as we embraced each other with our hard cocks
together.

A bit late the pool got quite full and there were many groping hands but
guys seemed to wander off together for the serious sex. So after a while
Mike and I said that we were going back to our room for a beer and he was
welcome to call by. We actually lay on the loungers on our patio and before
long Mike was cuddled up behind me with his cock inside me as we drank our
beer. Clement appeared and noticing our intimate position turned round to
go but we shouted for him to come back. We said it was fine with us and he
said then he just loved it and cuddled up too with a beer. Mike encouraged
him to get his cock inside him too as he could feel his cock against his
hole anyway. He produced condom and lube instantly so I guess he didn't
need much encouragement. This was the life. If we had brought Klaus he
could have been sucking my cock too but it was fine just like
this. Eventually it was getting a bit chilly outside so we called it a
night and went to sleep – a great deep sleep.

The next morning we woke late and decided to get some breakfast at the
hotel's cafι. I decided to wear my codpiece neoprene shirts and my metal
donut cockring. They were backless which I wasn't sure conformed to the
daytime dress code but only one way to find out. Mike wore just some white
Aussiebum speedos with Aussiebum written across his bum – very nice. No
room for a cockring again! There were a few other guys there too, all with
shorts and t-shirts but although we got lots of looks, nobody complained,
rather they were looks of appreciation. We sat just along from a couple of
very tall skinny guys who turned out to be Dutch, Rients and Gert. I guess
they weren't that skinny really, just their height made it seem so. "I see
you like neoprene too" Rients said – implying his interest. He was a big
fan especially of smoothskin wetsuits. I confessed that it was the only
neoprene kit I had and I had only worn a wetsuit a couple of times. They
both had wetsuits and said that we should come over to their room if we
wanted to see them and try them on, try them in the sea too. I told them I
had only discovered rubber too when I had met Mike and Mike described his
rubber kit when they said they had rubber interests too. We hadn't brought
rubber with us but they had a shortie rubbersuit with them and shorts and a
shirt. So after we all finished eating we went across to their room. We
were both hard now and they were getting hard too, especially as Mike's
cock couldn't fit in his Ausiebums when hard anyway. The wetsuits were
amazing, black and shiny with various coloured panels. They had long ones
and shorties – the long ones probably too long for Mike and I so we
chose the shorties. It was very horny helping each other in – they were
a perfect fit, moulding round every curve of our bodies and our hard cocks
and balls nicely. After checking out each other's bodies fully Gert
suggested we go to the beach for a swim. There were quite a few already on
the beach and we caused a bit of a stir with everyone who got full sight of
our crotches. We all had snorkelling gear so it was great fun down in the
rocky area at one end of the beach.

After a couple of hours we returned to Gert and Rient's room and stripped
off our wetsuits in the shower to wash the salt off us and the suits.
However, we were soon sucking each other off which was a very enjoyable way
to end that activity. Mike and I put our Aussiebum speedos and neoprene
shorts respectively and left for the bar but Gert and Rients said they
would join us soon too, which they did and we had a great afternoon just
getting to know each other.