Date: Sat, 27 Mar 1999 05:38:25 PST
From: Kyle M <kyle_m69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Skiing Holiday

This is a true story about a very hot series of "events"!  Please send any
good comments to me at kyle_m69@hotmail.com.  Flames will be ignored, but
creative e-mail will be answered.  Enjoy!

This story involves consensual sex between men. If this type of story is
illegal where you live, not your cup of tea, or you are not legally old
enough, under the laws of your place of residence, to read it, stop
right here!

By Kyle Martin


Hi, my name is Kyle. I am a 24 year old guy stretching to 6' 0" tall and
have a waist of just 30" and a chest of 46". My current task is to work
on my abs to fully develop my 6-pack and enlarge my 16" biceps. My
problem lies in a recently I changed jobs and had to move to a new area
and have no gym or gym partner. Perhaps this would change through time,
I hope so! I am also bi-sexual which, in theory, should mean I get the
best of both worlds. Unfortunately this is not always the case.

Anyway, there were a seriously large number of us going on holiday
together from work. I had not been there long and got a place, as there
had been a last minute call off. The group was mixed both by gender and
by age. As we boarded the coach I was aware of a few of my fellow
holidaymakers, one I knew reasonably well and was called Nick. The other
two were slightly younger and I had seen one of them about the site but
the other guy was not based on our site.

Anyway the journey was to be a long one and I found myself sitting directly
in front of Nick which, on a coach, is not a good place to be as the
view is limited! The organiser of the trip was a good friend and also
worked in the same wing of the building as I did; though we worked in
different units. We were chatting away and she was explaining that the
first job she does on the coach is the bedroom allocations and how tough
a job it is. My mind started to whirr as I though about my dream
combination. The rooms were all two bedded and that was all she knew. I
was willing her to pair me with either Nick or one of the other two
younger studs I had noticed earlier.

We started chatting and I asked her who the two studs were (not using
those words of course!) and it transpired the blonde haired lad was
called Glen and the other was called Stefan and they were trainees on an
advanced training programme.

So the journey went on and in phases I dosed off and then woke. The next
time I awoke we were in Germany and it was breakfast time. We went into
the services and ordered breakfast. Janice (the trip organiser) asked me
to cast my eye over the bedroom arrangements. I cast my eye down the
list and immediately noticed one pairing which was to be Stefan and
Glen. That really dampened my spirits as I went from 3 possible partners
to 1. There were a few other pairings I though would be interesting.
Then I noticed my name and I almost jumped on the table as I found that
my partner was to be Nick. I could barely contain my excitement. I
suddenly got very horny. With that feeling overwhelming me, I got a hard
on.  I tried thinking about other things but it just would go away. I
tried to change sitting position to release some of the pressure my
jeans were applying on my cock.  The only thing I ended up doing was
readjusting myself.

I should describe Nick. Nick was 27 and although not a striking stunner,
he was nevertheless very attractive. I also knew that he would be well
built as he played football regularly for our works 'A' team and
sometimes rugby. He was slightly shorter than I at about 5' 8" and had
very short black hair.

And things just got better as I noticed our bedroom numbers - Nick and I
would share Room 42 and next door in 43 would be Stefan and Glen!

The journey passed without anything exciting happened (apart from my
heart pounding and brandishing a grin from ear to ear). That was until I
went to the toilet on board the coach. Sitting in the seats immediately
behind the steps down to the toilet was Stefan and Glen. I was sure I
detected a smile from Glen as I turned to go down the steps. I closed
the toilet door behind me and turned the lock. I dropped my training
pants and boxer shorts and sat down. My cock was seriously straining. It
is used to a great deal of exercise and so far we had gone 21 hours with
nothing more than a re-adjustment. The last time we had really exercised
was the previous evening, now some 40 hours ago.
I was conscious that I could not take too long or Glen may think
something strange, so I quickly did the piss I needed and gently
massaged my cock. I went up the few steps and stretched to put my hand
on the banister in front of Glen's seat. As I stretched he put his hand
on the same point and our hands entwined. He slowly released with a
grin.

We eventually arrived at the hotel and we left the coach, grabbed some
bags and went to wait in the hotel lobby. Nick stood near the radiator
in the lobby.  It was cold outside and he was trying to keep warm while
he waited for the room keys.  He decided that the spot near the radiator
was the best place to wait in the lobby.  It was a large spacious area
and the cold wind from the door blew through it, touching everybody who
was there. I went over an introduced myself. He said he had seen me
about the site but had never really got to know me and asked the usual
questions about how I was finding working for the firm and that sort of
stuff. He seemed to be quite a sincere guy. (I like that in a guy)

After what seemed like an eternity, Janice emerged with the keys. Nick
got ours and beckoned me over. He said it was on the fourth floor and I
grabbed the bags and followed him up. His butt was very rounded and did
not protrude too far behind him. It was delicately accommodated in some
stonewash denim.

We eventually climbed our way up the stairs only to discover the lift as
we turned into the corridor. Typical! When we got in I noticed, to my
delight, that there was only a double bed in the room. "Oh this'll be
cosy", Nick said, I replied with a kind of inane comment while I was
thinking inside of me how interesting this could be. I crashed out on
the bed lying spread-eagled. Nick took off his jacket and shoes and sat
upright on the bed and started to read his book. I started chatting to
him about the journey and various things. Then he started to ask some
personal questions. It transpired that we both dated girls, although he
was much more prolific than I was. He had been a high school sports
freak and continued to play lots of sports. He wasn't incredibly
defined, just solid. He was one of those guys who had an air of
confidence, almost arrogance, when he walked in the room.

Our first night together found us sitting on the bed watching television
and talking. We told our youthful stories of growing up in our respected
homes and towns. Pretty standard stuff. Nick had slept quite a bit on
the coach whereas I had remained very much awake and so I decided to go
to bed. After about two hours, I woke up and discovered the TV still on
in. I quietly looked over to the Nick. He was lying there in his
underwear and his right hand was over his cock. I dosed off again. I
woke up in the middle of the night again. The room was dark; meaning the
television was turned off. I looked over to the other side of the bed
again and found Nick lying on his back, in his underwear, with no covers
on. The only light that came into the room was from the street light
across the street that came through a small crack in the curtains.
Nick's breathing indicated that he was asleep. He had told me earlier in
the evening that he was a very sound sleeper. He had a very few dark
hairs on his chest and he definitely had a hard on. I decided to see how
much of a sound sleeper he truly was. I laid my hand over his bulge. The
touch of my hand to the fabric of his underwear made his dick jump. I
quickly pulled away. From my best guess, Nick was about 6 inches in
length and quite thick. Emotions overflowed in my mind.

I lay down again and tried to sleep but exciting images flashing in
front of my eyes kept me from sleeping. Eventually though I must have
dropped off.

The next morning I awoke to find Nick was also awake and sitting up in
bed. I rolled over as if asleep. My fingers gently brushed his torso. I
though he would move off quickly but he barely flinched. I observed him
with my eyelids practically shut. He swivelled round so his smooth back
was all I could see. But what a back - perfectly formed. I watched Nick
intently as he slid his briefs down his thighs and then he went for a
shower. My mind raced - should I go into the bathroom on the pretence
that I had not realised he was in? I decided not to. I awaited his
return.

He emerged quickly but I was expecting him to be wrapped in a towel. He
was not; he simply carried his clothes he was about to put on. I had
guessed right; his dick was soft but about 3 inches and plenty of room
for doubling at full stretch. It was nested in a thick forest of black
pubic hair and was the foreskin lay loosely over his helmet. He dressed
and I watched every move before making a move myself.

Personally I don't wear anything in bed (except a condom when required)
so I thought this was the opportunity to test Nick's resolve. I got out
of bed and stretched as I faced away from him and then I turned for the
shower. Nick made no noticeable head movement as I passed and I took my
shower. As I dressed we engaged in conversation about skiing exclusively
but nevertheless I had Nick's attention as I dressed. We went down to
join the others for breakfast and then we were off to the coach, which
would take us to the slopes for the day's skiing.

I sat next to a guy I recognised from the Information Technology unit
and we were chatting about the journey the previous day. As we chatted,
Stefan and Glen got on the coach and sat in the seats opposite me. I was
mesmerised as Glen passed.

Anyway the day passed as we skied lots. The lifts were shutting so it
was time to head back to the coach to return to the hotel. I was one of
the last to get on and found a seat. We got back to the hotel and were
collecting bits and pieces from the hold when Stefan announced he was
going to go and try out the hotel's sauna and whirlpool. Nobody said
anything but I was concocting a plan and for it to work I had to
engineer the situation where I was not seen by Stefan and then appeared
later. It worked. As I went to pull out my ski gear, Stefan saw me and
said, "Hi Kyle, everything OK?" I replied positively.

I scurried upstairs and quickly stripped off and pulled on a T-shirt and
shorts. I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and just as I was going out,
Nick came in. "Going somewhere?" he asked, "Yeah, going for a quick
blast of the whirlpool." I retorted. Nick went into the room and I went
along to the room with the whirlpool and sauna. I went into the steam
room, stripped and placed the towel over my ass. A few minutes passed
when the door to the sauna opened. I looked round: it was Stefan. My
mind raced and cock came to life.

He caught my glimpse, and gave a strange reaction, which was kind of
embarrassed in one sense but quite confident in another.

The tall, buff, and incredibly hot guy leaned against the doorframe.
"Hi," he smiled looking me over again. "Hey," I smiled back.  I turned
back to seem him completely blocking the doorway and holding tightly
onto his dick through his towel.  Stefan's dick was totally hard and he
wasn't particularly trying to hide it under his towel any more. "It's
Kyle, isn't it? I've seen you about at work and hoped I might get to
know you a bit more," he said. "Sure", I responded.

"I have to say you have one hot body and it looks good in this heat," he
started and I sensed he was trying to judge my reaction. I replied that
I was a bit out of shape, to which he protested and started insinuating
about my muscles. I was hardening up fast and he took that as a lead.
Stefan let his towel drop and in the dim light of the room I took him
all in. He had a very trim goatee. His light brown hair was trimmed
short on the sides and the longer top length was spiked roughly.  His
body was smooth and very sexy to look at.  His chest had a light patch
in the centre that ran down his toned stomach and into the "pot of gold"
that was his crotch.

I jumped down from my perch and went to touch him, but he blocked my
reach and whispered, "Not until you're naked." I raised my arms to the
side and invited him to do the honours and he quickly removed my towel.

"You've got a great ass," I heard whispered. I turned around and saw
this guy fall back against the wall and groan in ecstasy.  With that he
began jacking off. I pulled him towards me and he reacted by throwing
himself against my body and let his lips start to wander. His big dick
was pressed between our abs.  His balls were riding on either side of my
own.  Even as we kissed he slid his dick faster and faster between us.
My own cock was all lubed up from his pre-cum.  And then his tongue shot
past my lips and into my mouth.  I'd swear it made those last thrusts
even stronger than the first ones.  He then collapsed beside me on the
bench and continued to kiss me and pull me close to him.

His hand cupped my chest and spread the beads of sweat that had begun to
burst out in the intense heat. Our mouths gravitated together and we
kissed, very gently, tenderly. I stroked his balls and his hand moved
down my abs and onto my rock-hard dick, which was pressed against them.
His lips tasted salty from the sweat and by now our whole bodies were
lubricated with delicious, oily, hot sweat. Still kissing, we lay down
on the hot wooden boards, with me on top. I moved my mouth down,
teasingly, down his chest, nipples, stomach and onto his cock. I moved
my tongue up and down his length, playing with his balls. It was rock
hard, and I could hardly lift it so that it was vertical. I tongued the
knob for a while and then took the whole head into my wet mouth. I moved
my body round and we started to 69. It was so good, there in the sauna,
our bodies sliding against each other sucking on his dick and with my
dick stuffed into his mouth, that we were content to just carry on like
that. We did just that for a quite a while. I eventually felt his body
clenching and his cock twitching, so I prepared myself to cum. I soon
shot my load of cum. Since it had been saved up for 3 days, I knew what
it was like, even though I couldn't see it - it would have gone
absolutely everywhere, it would have filled up his mouth and covered his
face as well. 3 seconds after I started to cum, I felt his hot man-seed
spurt into the back of my mouth. I gobbled greedily and sucked all the
harder on his stiff, silky dick. Then I turned and we kissed each other
passionately, sharing our cum, stroking each other appreciatively. We
agreed to see lots more of each other and he took his leave.

I was stunned at the recent events and sat in a daze for a few minutes
(which seemed like an eternity) before going to shower off. Just enough
time to relax my muscles!

I went back to my room to find Nick pulling on a very smart silky shirt
and starting to button it up hiding his very smooth, built chest. "Enjoy
that?" he asked, there was only one reply I could give, that I had
enjoyed it very much. I went over to the wardrobe and pulled out some of
my smartest designer label clothes, which I reckoned showed off my body
quite well. I knew that we would be expected at dinner shortly so I did
not go out of my way to exhibit myself as I changed but I sensed Nick
was watching from behind the book he was now reading. Every time I
turned his head would simultaneously turn too.

The meal was duly served and enjoyed. More enjoyable was the opportunity
to intently examine and inspect our dining partners, there was Nick,
Stefan, Glen, and four other pretty hot guys plus myself. The chat
continued over coffee and as we sat relaxing in the lounge. The
conversation revolved around many topics but unlike most conversations
had by 8 guys, sex and love lives were not mentioned. It was all sport,
skiing, the journey and even a bit of work chat crept in. I was fairly
new to this place and so I didn't really know the form but I considered
this strange.

We carried on drinking and chatting well on late into the night. The bar
steward was wanting to close up so Nick, Glen, Stefan and I made our way
upstairs to Glen and Stefan's room. The others called it a night. When
we got to the room, bottles of beer, spirits and wine appeared from the
bathroom. Glen and Stefan had been storing it in a bath of cold water.
We took it all back into the room and crashed out. The alcohol flowed
like water and left all of us really mellow, well except for Glen who
became really talkative and animated; which I suppose was the opposite
of his usual self so it was probably right.

Glen was now well plastered and falling over every thing in sight,
including his own feet. Stefan, Nick and I had hysterics at his antics
because he was usually so timid, we watched as he poured himself another
glass of wine and then promptly spilled it all over himself. He dabbed
at it with a cloth for a while before heading into the bathroom to clean
up. At this Nick decided enough was enough and went off to our room to
get some sleep.

A few minutes later we heard a crash and Stefan got up so see what he
had fallen over this time. I went to the bathroom door to ask what they
wanted to see Glen minus his trousers and underpants and Stefan rubbing
his crotch, and I'm sure it had nothing to do with drying him off.

I had always fancied trying my luck with Glen but thought better of it,
he was too quiet to get talking with and I wasn't about to get into
something that I couldn't walk away from if it all went wrong. But now I
wasn't so sure. I had stepped back from the door so as not to be seen
and watched as Stefan knelt and sucked on Glen's cock, for a small guy
he had one hell of a weapon on him. Glen was in no way fighting off
Stefan and he in turn had not been forced into it. I crept back into the
living room, put on the television and sat back on the bed. My cock
started to throb in my trousers. I was trying to get comfortable when
they came back into the room. Stefan sat back down as if nothing had
happened, Glen sat on the floor, only now he only had a small towel
around his waist instead of his jeans.

"I put his jeans to soak,." Stefan said as if nothing had happened. I
nodded and watched Glen, he kept touching himself when he thought I
wasn't looking. They didn't have time to finish what they had started.
This was turning out to be one hell of an interesting evening. I didn't
know that either of them were into this, and they didn't know that I
was. Somehow I had to make things happen. Stefan suggested that it was
time we all turned in, it's now or never I thought. Glen who was pretty
well gone tried to get up so I went and helped him to his feet, as
Stefan went for a piss and I lifted Glen onto the bed. He had a really
cute ass and I made the most of helping him by holding onto it, halfway
into an upright position he turned and said that he wanted something to
eat. At this moment my hand slipped round onto his cock which started to
harden straight away, I just rubbed at him, feeling him responding in my
hand. I sat him on the bed while I knelt on the floor to pick up his
chocolate bar. When I turned back he had his t shirt over his head and
the towel was on the floor, his cock pointed to the ceiling.

"You dirty little fucker," Stefan said from behind me "what the hell are
you doing."

Glen just grinned and continued to rub his cock, the head glowing a deep
purple with every stroke of his hand. I was fascinated and I wanted him.

"Take no notice of him, he's always like this."

Before Stefan could do or say anything else Glen stood up just smiled
and then shoved his rigid cock straight at my mouth, I hesitated and he
grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to it. My mouth opened and I
took him deep inside. The room went quiet for a moment then I could feel
Stefan's hands all over me. He undid my trousers with difficulty and
before they were properly undone I was hard, he pulled at them almost
ripping them from my legs making me fall forward onto the floor on top
of Glen, still with his cock in my mouth. I was turned sideways against
the bed and a finger rubbed around my ass, then I could feel the heat of
his breath against my belly just like in the sauna earlier. Then I felt
the moisture of his tongue as he licked at my cock. He positioned
himself some how and we all gave each other head. It was the most erotic
experience of my life; never had I been with two guys before. It was
short lived though I blew my juice within minutes, followed by Glen who
seemed to have extra spunk to go with the cock size. As his cum flooded
my mouth I couldn't swallow it all and it started to ooze from the
corners of my well stretched mouth, at the same time I heard
Glen gurgling on Stefan's juice and we all lay there well and truly
fucked.

We all had a bath and washed each other slowly, soaping each other and
probing each other with soapy fingers. In no time we were all ready for
it again and headed for the bedroom, where we all got onto a huge old
double bed the squeaked like fuck. And fuck we did, in just about every
conceivable position known. It was early morning and the dawn chorus had
started when we finally got to sleep. My cock felt like it had been put
through a mincer as I slowly drifted off to sleep, but it was soothed as
Stefan took it in his mouth one more time.

In the morning, I was first to rouse and I quickly pulled on my briefs
and grabbed my clothes and went back to our room to be met by Nick
looking at me with a depth of suspicion. "What happened to you last
night?" he inquired and I made up something about crashing next door.
"Oh?" he said inquisitively. I dressed for skiing and went down for
breakfast.


... Four days to go (To be continued)