Date: Sat, 30 Jun 2012 14:52:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: B <wasputz2525@yahoo.com>
Subject: Rooming with my Best Friend Sophomore Summer 2

ROOMING WITH MY BEST FRIEND-SS 2

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Corey and I saw Kris and Colt returning. They didn't seem mad at each other
anymore.

"We're just gonna go with the flow while we're here," Kris stated.

"Yeah, I know I'm not ready for us to be like y'all or will ever be ready
for that matter.  You know how it is after you have sex," Colt said.

"The main thing is that you understand each other," I said.

"Why do I always seem to fuck up a great trip? Why? I promised myself I
would have the best time ever here in Holland," Kris said.

"It's okay.  I'm the one to blame," Colt said.

"It's just a bump in the road. Let's go grab something to eat now," Corey
said.

They put back on their shirts while we walked over to eat at Hard Rock. We
crossed the canal and went to the restaurant. It seemed everywhere you
turned there was a canal. Like coffee shops, I was initially worried about
seeing a canal. More than anything, we were thirsty. We each ordered a
Heineken to start our lunch.

"Next year, the US better watch out," Kris said. "We'll all be 21 and
drinking like this all the time."

"Hell yeah, we will," Colt said.

We drank and ordered our lunch. It wasn't food local to the area but so far
I had seen many places that were. We finished and headed to the gift
shop. We all had to have a shirt, with Colt buying one for Chase as
well. Not wanting Tabor to feel left out, we grabbed one for him
too. Leaving, we said we did need to buy our friends a souvenir.

Next on our list was to take a canal ride. We boarded the boat and took
off. It was a great vantage point to see all of the many unique homes and
houseboats. We couldn't believe that people actually lived on the
houseboats but agreed how cool that would be.

After the scenic and informative canal tour, with me grabbing lots of
photos, we began our hike back to the hotel. Rather than take the quick bus
back we decided to walk. As we were walking, naturally we all had the urge
to take a piss after having beer with lunch. We spotted a familiar sight,
the golden arches of McDonalds. There we could use the bathroom and get
something to drink.

As we were leaving, we heard, "Crazy Americans." We turned to see Fredrik
and Jonas walking in our direction while holding hands and carrying
souvenirs, as I was doing as well.

"Bro, wassup?" Kris asked.

"We went to the Van Gogh and have been enjoying this beautiful weather. The
last time we were here it rained every damn day," Fredrik said. "What are
you doing?"

"Matt dragged us to that one museum with the long name. Tell me, why does
every word here have like fifteen letters?" Colt asked.

They laughed, "Oh it is just Dutch. So, are we still going tonight to the
gay bar?" Fredrik asked.

"You bet we are, and we're looking forward to it," Kris replied as we
walked along the crowded streets. I was looking in every directions and was
trying to take as much in as possible.

A few blocks from our hotel, Fredrik and Jonas wanted to stop at the market
as they called it. We entered and saw it was similar to our grocery
stores. We were amazed at the variety of common items, like chips, that
were offered in different flavors. It amazed us as well that they kept the
eggs on the shelves and not refrigerated. We did sample some awesome Dutch
cheese and grabbed some cheap Dutch chocolate. Naturally, we bought beer
and cheap bottled water to enjoy on our trip instead of spending a fortune
at some places.

Fredrik and Jonas enjoyed seeing us combing the store and got a big kick
out of us. I did find the local people very friendly and willing to help
when they overheard us wanting to know where something was.

We stepped out onto the street with our loaded down sacks.

"Herring? It's a Dutch delicacy," Fredrik asked when we saw a fish stand on
the sidewalk.

"Not me," I said quickly.

"It is very good," Jonas stated.

"I'll try it," Kris said. He stepped up and ordered the two of the nasty
looking fish. "Here goes," Kris said and took a big taste of one.

"How is it?" Colt asked.

"It's fresh fish alright," Kris said with Colt grabbing the remainder.

Colt ate the fish and had a horrible look on his face, "You've got to be
fucking kidding me. That was awful."

Curiosity got the best of Corey and me. I tasted just a little and agreed
with Colt while Corey said it was okay but not something he'd desire in the
future.

At the hotel, we made our plans for the big night at the club before
retiring to our rooms. Just as Corey and I were settling down, Kris and
Colt came to the door.

Kris took a seat on the bed while Colt grabbed a chair. "Let's get down to
the nitty-gritty here," Colt said.

"Yeah, we really wanna know if you two are going to let go and have some
fun tonight," Kris said.

"We're going to have fun," I said.

"No, we mean let go of each other. You know your asses will be hounded by
other guys," Colt stated.

"Corey," I said, turning to him. "We should, but not for the sake of
getting fucked. Let's go with a very open mind."

"I'm all for it, but are you?" Corey asked me.

"What the hell? We're here and can see how it goes," I replied.

"That's my boy..." Kris said patting my shoulder. "Let some Danish boys
enjoy that big fucking gift."

Corey and I laughed. Corey said, "Even I know they're Dutch."

"Same difference. Dutch, Danish, French, Italian, Brits... they are just
Europeans to me," Kris laughed, with Colt shaking his head.

"So I take the little disagreement is over and done with?" I asked.

"It is. What was even thinking?  Colt is the smart one, thank goodness,"
Kris replied. "Here I was thinking of being something I'm not.  Sure I like
a good dick but not a real relationship even if no one else knows us."

"Hey, Colt, I noticed you haven't had a dip, or I haven't seen you or Kris
with one," I commented.

"We're trying to cut back and slowly quit," Colt stated. "Way to change the
subject there."

"Alright, so who's getting fucked the most tonight between you and Kris?" I
asked.

"We're like y'all and wanna see what happens before saying we will," Kris
replied. "We're a little nervous about this."

"Why?" Corey asked.

"Dude, we're going to a gay bar for one. We just hope we don't feel like we
don't belong," Colt replied.

"Nothing says we even have to stay," I said. "So how have you enjoyed
Holland so far?"

"It's really kickass," Colt replied.

"What's not to love?" Kris pined. "I mean we can smoke weed legally, drink
and buy beer, and it's a pretty cool place, minus all the art shit. Corey?"

"It's great, as advertised. I can be myself and not be looked at for
holding Matt's hand. It is just so different and you know everyone has been
nice."

We talked a while longer about what we'd seen and done before Kris and Colt
left to dress.

"Matt, are we on the same page about tonight?" Corey asked as we were
getting ready, to be sure.

"I think so. I'm very secure in our relationship. It may be fun," I
replied.

"Okay then," Corey said. "Now what's your bet on those two?"

"Kris will eat it up, but I don't know about Colt. It will be a big test
for them. It will be for all of us really since we've never been to a gay
bar before."

"I just look at it as one of those functions we attend but with strange
Dutch gay boys," Corey said.

We met our friends in the lobby before taking the tram to our
destination. Being early gave us the chance to eat and have a drink or two
before going. As the time drew closer, I was extremely nervous and really
didn't know what to expect. Fredrik could sense all of our apprehension and
said we could go just for the bar and dancing if nothing else.

Standing in the short line, I could see we were in a crowd of young guys
with a few older guys mixed in. My stomach was in knots with Corey's hand
trembling. He leaned over and kissed me hoping we'd both calm down. I paid
for us to enter, including our new Swedish friends. We stepped into a small
room and undressed.

"Fuck, you guys are big," Fredrik said with his smallish uncut cock.

Kris was shaking out his arms and appeared nervous just like me, "Thanks."

"You will be a big hit with your cut dicks," Jonas said with his very nice
and big uncut cock hanging between his legs. Both were thin, with Jonas's
hip bones sticking out.

"Let's do this shit," Colt said.

We walked into the main area and saw the array of naked men of various ages
but generally younger like us. From just the few I encountered initially I
could see we were in the minority with our cut cocks. We ordered a drink
and could feel the music shaking the bar. It was very loud and noisy, but
then again it was a dance club with a slight twist.

Kris leaned over and said in my ear, "I don't know about this."

"Me either," I said.

We grabbed our beer and headed to find a table with Fredrik and Jonas right
behind us. It felt as though all eyes in the place were on us with the
three big muscle guys we had. We found a spot and began drinking our
brew. Corey put his arm around my waist while I observed many who I
considered eye candy. There weren't many with hairy bodies, but there were
quite a few with ink and piercings so we fit in with that aspect.

"I'm ready," Kris announced, finishing his beer and setting down his mug.

The six of us went to the crowded dance floor and began moving with the
music blaring through the loud speakers. It was for sure a very unique
experience out on the dance floor naked. We were cracking up watching Kris
and Colt dance, or what they called dancing. Both had big smiles on their
faces and seemed to be enjoying this experience. Corey and I were doing our
best with Fredrik and Jonas showing all of us up. The floor was crowded so
it was nothing to bump into a naked guy, or guys. I enjoyed the vibe of the
place, along with seeing lots of hot naked guys.

After four songs we moved off the floor to take a break. Kris motioned he
needed to use the restroom and headed off. As we were observing the action,
I noticed Colt and a very nice looking guy chatting. Colt and the guy left
us but I lost track of exactly where he was going.

Fredrik poked me in the side, "Your friend may be gayer than you think."

I shrugged and didn't care actually. The four of us returned to the dance
floor after a quick drink. The second I walked out on the floor, this
really cute young looking guy bumped into me and grabbed my cock. He said
something but I didn't understand. I glanced at the three of them with
Corey motioning his head towards the guy. The guy reached over and grabbed
my bare ass but this time whispered in English how he wanted my big dick. I
didn't know what to do at that very moment until I saw Corey make advances
at this older guy with a nice uncut cock. The guy grabbed me by the hand
and started pulling me away, with Corey smiling. I did notice our two
Swedish friends were getting friendly with two or three guys as well as I
was leaving.

Off the floor, he said, "I won't hurt you. I just want to suck your big
fucking dick." The guy was cute with short dark hair, a slim body, an uncut
cock with lots of foreskin and a very hot little ass. Right then, I told
myself I'd blow him but fucking him was out of the question.

He led me up some stairs into a very dark room. I could hear moaning,
grunting and sucking with an array of guys having sex. This was definitely
different. He moved me against a wall and kissed me on the lips. He
travelled down my body until finding my cock. My hands found his hand while
I leaned up against a wall. He licked my cock and played with my balls. I
felt his mouth slip over the head. I moaned softly with his hands running
up my abs while he was sucking me.

He stopped and asked, "You like?"

"Fuck yeah!" I said. "You like my big dick?"

"I love your big fucking cut dick!" he said and returned his mouth to
continue sucking my hard cock. He was doing a great job and had me feeling
the pleasure of getting my cock sucked.

I pulled him up and didn't want to cum just yet. I kissed him on the lips
and wheeled him around against the wall. I slid down his slim hairless body
and played with his small nipples. He pushed me down to his hard cock. I
dropped to my knees and began licking under the foreskin. His hands were
behind my head while I licked his cock and then sucked his low hanging
nuts. I reached up and grabbed his cock to take it in my mouth. I was horny
as ever and wanted to please him as well. His cock was hard and not real
thick so it was easy sucking it. As I was enjoying his cock, another guy
who looked a little older stuck his bigger uncut cock out. I stopped on one
and enjoyed the other one.

"Great fucking cocksucker," the new one said.

"He has a big cut dick too that tastes great," the other one said.

I alternated back and forth trying to please the two cocks that were before
me. The new guy pulled me up and dropped straight to his knees. "Fuck
yeah," he said and grabbed my cock. The other one joined him to suck me.

I don't know how long it was, nor did I care, before feeling the urge to
blast my load. I announced, "I'm about to cum."

The first one clamped his mouth on my cock while I groaned and flooded his
mouth with my cum. He took it out to let the other one catch the last blast
of cum. I felt weak after the two had blown me. The first one and I
serviced the other one until he blew his thick load all over the other
one's cute face. I stayed down and finished off the first one but let him
cum on my chest. I stood and kissed both. The first one led me to a shower.

I returned downstairs and didn't see any of my friends. I grabbed a beer
and stood. I denied one offer from an older guy, even though he was hung
and would have been fun. Finally Kris emerged and saw me. He came walking
up and kissed me on the lips. "Bro, this place is the shit."

Corey was next to appear and came to kiss me. He grabbed me and filled my
mouth with his tongue while clutching my ass. I broke the kiss and asked
him, "Having fun?"

"Oh yeah," he smiled, "But not too much fun."

"Now where the hell is Colt?" Kris asked after getting a beer.

"I have no clue," Corey replied. We went to the dance floor and enjoyed
dancing together. Both were letting loose and having a great time. Finally
Colt came and joined us.

Just before closing we found Fredrik and Jonas. We paid our tab and headed
to dress. Kris moaned about dressing and said he had a blast. We exited the
club onto the street with Corey holding my hand. We walked a short distance
before boarding the tram.

"Fun, huh?" Jonas asked us on the tram.

"It was," Colt said loudly.

"I think we may have seen the true Colt tonight," Corey stated.

"It was a once in a lifetime experience for damn sure," Colt laughed.

"I'll second that," Kris said.

"So did everyone get fucked?" Fredrik asked.

Kris quickly said, "I did and I loved it."

We laughed at his quick response. Fredrik and Jonas said they did as
well. They had a very casual approach to sex but stated they knew who they
were sleeping with and loved each other, which was all that mattered in the
end.

We exited the tram and entered the hotel. We bid our new friends goodnight
at our floor with their room up one more floor. Kris and Colt followed us
to our room. We came in and gathered around.

"First things first, I better not hear about this night ever again," Kris
stated.

"I agree one hundred and fifty percent," Colt said right behind him. "I
fucked a guy and then I got fucked, along with sucking off two other guys."

"Damn, you slut," Corey laughed.

"I got fucked too and had my dick sucked, plus sucked off two really nice
dicks too," Kris said. "Maybe three now that I think about it. One guy was
really hot but he was all over my shit."

"I'd say you are very bi," I said.

"What about you?" Colt said and pointed to me.

"I just sucked two and had two suck me," I replied.

"Same here. One guy begged to fuck me but I didn't really want to. Was it
me or were there some very hot guys there tonight?" Corey said.

"Oh my God was there ever. I was in heaven," I said. "Nothing but naked
guys with nice floppy dicks."

"Just imagine if there were straight clubs in America like that one. My ass
would be there about every fucking night," Kris said.

"Mine too. I'd be like Fredrik and Jonas and say it was for fun," Colt
said.

"Boy, there would be so many unwanted pregnancies," Kris laughed.

"I know," I laughed. "These Dutch do have a very carefree attitude towards
sex."

"They do enjoy it," Corey said. "My guy was Dutch and loved how built I
was."

"I literally had to swat them away," Kris laughed.

"If another person tells me they love my accent, I'm gonna fucking kill
someone," Colt said.

"We are different," I said.

"We are, but I love being different," Kris said.

"Kris, was dancing nude and being nude the entire time not the shit?" Corey
asked.

"I'll just say I found another place I could live. I don't know if I would
go that much but I loved being naked. It was damn sure different than last
week..."

"Yeah, no one was wanting to suck our dicks," Colt laughed.

"Matt, in case you've started writing for us..." Kris started to say.

"I haven't just yet," I said.

"Leave this night out," Kris laughed.

We talked until about two in the morning before saying goodnight. I got in
bed with Corey and felt him hold me close. "I enjoyed it but there's
nothing compared to what we have."

"I agree. Did you get fucked?" I asked.

"Man, I kinda wanted to but couldn't bring myself to it. Did you fuck
anyone?"

I laughed, "I was the same way. I know this one really hot boy wanted me to
but I had just nutted."

"Oh well, it was still a blast. No harm done since I'm holding you
tonight."

I turned and kissed him. It wasn't long before I heard his loud breathing
while his big arms were wrapped around my body. In a way, I now envied Kris
and Colt with the freedom to enjoy casual sex.

The next morning, Thursday, I woke and saw it was lightly raining outside
our window. We were prepared and knew it rained regularly here. Finally we
were up and about. We took our umbrellas and headed over to enjoy the Anne
Frank house. I had to clue them in on the meaning of it while walking over
in the light rain. Arriving, there was a line to enter the small house. We
stood in line with our umbrellas, as did the others. In front of us were
two cute women. Kris struck up a conversation with the women who were from
Germany. It was interesting hearing their way of life while they too were
interested in ours.

Standing in line took longer than it did to see the house. I did have a new
respect for her and her family while being holed up in such tight
quarters. It was still raining, but just sprinkling. We walked over to the
Homomonument with Corey and I having our picture taken often at the site
dedicated to the gay people and their struggle during the awful war. We
grabbed a few brochures from the nearby stand before starting our walk
back.

We all marvelled at the seemingly endless canals and continued to see and
dodge bike riders. We agreed taking a bike out one day would be great
fun. Nearing our hotel, the rain had stopped but it was still cloudy and
dreary. I hinted at going shopping but Kris and Colt weren't thrilled with
the idea, while Corey stated it sounded good to him.

After a short rest, we told Kris and Colt we were off to enjoy a day
together.

"You didn't have to come," I said, leaving the hotel.

"I wanted to and it means I can be with you alone. We can see this great
city together, plus I did want to go shopping. I've got some money burning
a hole in my pocket."

I kissed his cheek before we hit the street. Corey now had a better sense
of direction than I did and led us to the heart of the city. I was still
snapping pictures as I had the entire trip. We perused the many shops and
enjoyed seeing a slightly different style. We found some very hot underwear
and had to have them, along with me buying a tee shirt saying "I love my
boyfriend" with Corey buying one but in a different color. Corey was also
tempted to buy one saying, "Love Dick" but didn't. We did get a picture of
it though.

We returned and took a nap. Our sleep was interrupted by our phone ringing
in my ear. I looked to see we had slept three solid hours. It was none
other than Kris ready for the night.

Tonight we weren't joined by our Swedish friends for they had gone
somewhere nice to enjoy a meal but they did ask all of us to join them
before doing so. We dressed and headed out in search of food. We ate well
with all four of us enjoying a nice steak, potatoes and salad.

It was still daylight once we finished our meal. Since we were in the
general area, we decided to see what the Red Light District was all about,
though it was still early. Passing by a nice looking bar, Kris pulled us
inside. It turned out to be the best of both worlds with a coffee shop on
the first floor and a large bar occupying the second.

"Bros, since we're here," Kris said, gesturing to the bar that sold the
legal smoke.

Colt laughed, "We're gonna be nothing but fucking pot heads before we leave
this place."

"Who cares?" I stated. "We're here to have fun and enjoy stuff we can't
back home."

"My boyfriend is so right," Corey said.

"So, are we sharing or getting our own?" Kris asked.

"Let's share since that last one kicked our butts," Colt said.

Kris left to see what was offered. Colt didn't stay around too long and was
right behind him. Corey and I wandered outside to find a table with four
chairs and took a seat. Kris and Colt came out with Colt holding a sizable
rolled joint in his hand.

"Bros, they are saying next year they may not sell to non residents," Kris
said.

"That would really suck," Corey said. "I'm glad Matt won this year."

Colt lit the joint and inhaled before passing it to Kris. Usually I'm
apprehensive about sharing a joint with others but I wasn't here since we
had shared spit on other occasions. We toked on the joint and kicked back
while staring at the crowd of people passing by.

We finished the joint with the other three hitting it hard. We travelled up
the stairs to the bar.

"First round is on me," Kris stated and laughed. "I can't wait to say that
shit back home too."

"We know, just get us beer. I've got major cottonmouth going here," Colt
stated.

We found a table that overlooked the street. Kris came back with four big
mugs of foaming beer. We held up our frosted mugs and toasted to our trip
and our friendship. It was very idealistic with us sitting around and
sipping on a cold one while talking and watching out the large windows.

With darkness now setting in just after 10, we finished one beer with a
promise to return on our way back. We only had to walk a block and
naturally crossed a bridge to see how crowded this area of the city
was. Barely down the street, we saw a very hot girl standing in a window
illuminated by the red lights.

"Bros, I hate to say this, but this is more like it," Kris said.

Colt laughed, "It is. Just one thing crosses my mind seeing her."

"How bad you wanna fuck her?" Corey laughed.

"No, how many dicks have been in that pussy," Colt said. "Just think about
it."

"Fuck," Kris commented. "I do know one that I wish was in her... holy
fuck!"

It was another girl who was just as pretty.

"So how do you decide?" I asked.

"The cheapest for damn sure," Colt said and caught the stare of some people
with his accent.

I heard about not taking pictures in the Red Light District but I took a
few of the general area. As I was taking one, a policeman came and tapped
me on the shoulder.

"Boy, none of the girls or else you and your friends are out of here," he
said.

"Yes sir," I said. "So are just general pictures okay?"

"Just put the camera away and then there won't be any trouble," he replied.

My camera went back in my pocket for the time being. We walked around and
did notice the girls weren't the thing here. There were live sex shows and
different sex shops. We continued to walk and were amazed at the overall
beauty of the prostitutes. We turned around and headed down the other side
to take in this experience.

Much to my surprise, we passed up the shows and continued on. As we were
walking by, a blond girl in little of nothing saw us and began peeking on
the glass for our attention. Kris and Colt were curious and stopped while
Corey and I hung back. The glass door opened.

"How much?" Kris asked.

"Fifty euros for anything you want, stud," she replied.

"Fuck that shit," Kris laughed. "I'm not paying for pussy."

"Me either," Colt said, "Especially not that much."

The girl walked back in the door and slammed it with Kris and Colt
laughing.

"Fifty seems like a bargain to me," I said while we continued.

"Really?" Kris asked. "You think so?"

"I sure don't," Colt said while we were stopped by what looked to be a bum.

"Any spare change?" he asked and looked awful.

"Get a life, bro," Kris said rudely. I reached in my pocket and handed the
guy a few coins, feeling sorry for the guy.

"Please tell me you didn't just give him money," Colt stated.

"I did," I said. "He looked like he needed it."

"Dude, now we'll be hounded the rest of the night," Colt said.

"I doubt that," Kris said. "I don't know about y'all but I'd rather be back
at that bar than this place. Yeah it's different..."

"And seedy if you ask me," Corey said. "I agree with Kris. Let's just go
hang at that bar for the rest of the night."


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