Date: Wed, 24 Jul 2002 15:10:29 +0100 (BST)
From: Steve Rose <cutrose40@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: CYCLING WEEKEND

DISCLAIMER:

This is a story. None of the characters in the story
exist and the events that take place are purely
imaginary.


WARNING:

Do not read this story if you are in any way offended
by acts of a homosexual nature.

Do not read this if you are under the legal age for
accessing adult sites.

Always indulge in safe sex.

CYCLING WEEKEND (Part 1)

The Curtis family had lived in the same house for
fourteen years and their next door neighbour's the
Taylors had lived there even longer. The two families
shared a number of things in common: both the fathers
were at the local University and both the wives were
professionals: Dr Curtis worked in the local hospital
as a consultant and Mrs Taylor had a flourishing
dental surgery. In addition both families had a son
and a daughter each. The two boys were 3 days apart in
age and had known each other since they were both two
years old.

Bill Curtis was short with dark curly hair, brown
eyes, a rather short round nose and thick lips. He was
quite short for his age and showed little interest in
sport except for cycling. Bill had been born in
Sydney, Australia and had returned to England when his
father had got a job at the University in the nearby
city. Ben Taylor was blond haired, blue eyed, with a
long thin nose and thin lips. He was rather tall for
his age but like his best friend Bill he was not a
sportsman but did enjoy cycling. Ben had been born in
the local hospital and had lived all his life on the
outskirts of the city where his father worked.

Bill and Ben had become friends almost as soon as they
had met and had done everything together ever since:
they went to primary school on the same day; they
learnt to ride bikes at the same time; learnt to swim
and transferred to the same secondary school together.
They were more inseparable than Siamese twins. If they
had not looked so different they could have been
twins. Days and nights were spent in and out of each
other's houses and the two boys had no secrets.

As they grew towards puberty the two boys became more
aware of their own bodies and the changes that were
taking place in them. Neither boy held back from
telling the other of anything that they thought was of
interest and importance. It was at this stage that
they began to notice subtle differences in each other.
Bill's cock was shorter than Ben's by about an inch
and the skin on it did not cover the head; Ben's was
longer and fatter and was covered with skin, which
formed a tapered point beyond the tip of the head. It
was not long before they realised that Bill was
circumcised and Ben was not; the difference fascinated
them. Bill loved to feel the silky skin that ran all
the way from tip to the end of the shaft, while Ben
enjoyed squeezing the spongy exposed head of Bill's
prick. It was during one of their regular nightly
examinations of each other that they both experienced
their first wet orgasm. Bill had been playing with
Ben's cock, which was hard and gently pulling the skin
off the cock head when Ben had whispered to him to go
faster. Bill obliged and very soon a small pearly
white bubble of milky spunk had appeared at the end of
his friend's foreskin. Ben had returned the favour and
Bill's prick produced a similar satisfying result. In
the days and weeks that lay ahead the two boys
continued their wank sessions and had begun to produce
rather more effective amounts of cum.

The two boys never tired of their wanking sessions but
neither sought to do anything more. Both boys were in
their way good looking and several of the girls at the
school had their eyes on a date with one or other of
them. Loving some way out of the city meant that dates
were not easy to arrange and the two boys always had
an excuse to say 'no'. They also found that their
sexual desires were easily fulfilled by their mutual
sessions back at one of their houses after school.

Even during the long summer holidays the two boys
seemed inseparable as the two families holidayed
together either in England or, as they got older and
richer, in Europe. The boys shared a bedroom on
holiday and their sexual lives were more than
adequately satisfied. One experiment that they enjoyed
when a little older was 'docking'. Bill had often
speculated what it would feel like to have a foreskin.
One day Ben had allowed Bill to push his exposed head
inside his foreskin and then proceeded to wank himself
and Bill off. When they came, spunk was all over the
place and they had found it exciting and well worth
repeating. Ben by now could roll his foreskin right
off the head and liked Bill to wank him with it right
back so that he could feel what it was liked to be
tossed off like a circumcised boy.

When not on holiday, the two boys liked to cycle round
the area and find quiet spots to eat lunch and
sometimes have a quick outdoor wank. They knew the
area backwards and no one had any concerns about them
getting lost. This was the reason why the two boys
were allowed by their parents to go on a
camping/cycling weekend together in the summer after
they had become 16. Planning and preparation went into
the arrangements for the Friday to Monday trip as both
boys hoped that if they proved successful, their
parents would allow them a longer holiday later in the
summer holiday.

Bill, who held the view that wanking Ben was OK but he
had heard that there was more than that that they
could be doing, decided that this would be an
opportunity for further experimentation. If they were
to be cyclists they should look the part. A week
before the trip Bill went into the shopping centre
with his mother and after she had gone off to do her
errands, he had gone round to the local sports store.
He entered the store and saw what he was looking for:
a pair of Lycra cycling shorts. As he was looking, a
young shop assistant, a couple of years older than
himself, came up and asked,

"Can I be of help?"

"Yes, please. I'm going on a cycling trip with my best
friend and I want a pair of cycling shorts but I'm not
certain about what to buy", replied Bill

"Well the best way to find out is to take a few and
try them on. We have a changing room back here", said
the sales assistant.

The young man led Bill towards the back and left the
teenager to try on the tight pairs of cycling shorts.
Although not enormously large, the effect of wearing
the shorts was to leave little to the imagination.
Bill liked the look and admired the outline of his
bulging groin in the mirror. After a few moments the
assistant returned and was more than pleasantly
surprised by what he saw. He tried to control himself
but before he knew what he was saying the shop
assistant exclaimed,

"Wow!! You look great in those!"

Bill turned and smiled appreciatively at the older
teen, who continued to stare at the bulge with
longing.

"One thing though," the older boy continued, "you need
to wear something less large underneath and more
comfortable. I think I have just the thing. Hold on a
minute."

A moment later the assistant was back with a small but
rather good looking pair of nylon briefs. He gave them
over to Bill and said,

"Slip these on underneath instead of your thick
underpants and see how that looks and feels."

The assistant disappeared and Bill pulled his cycling
shorts and underpants down and stepped out of them. He
had just got one foot in his new nylon briefs when the
assistant reappeared. The assistant's timing was
perfect as he got a full view of Bill's short, stocky,
circumcised prick before it was hastily covered by the
nylon briefs. Bill was somewhat embarrassed but the
assistant seemed entirely at ease and continued to
stare at the crotch area as it was covered over first
by the nylon briefs and then by the Lycra shorts. At
just the right moment the assistant whose own cock was
hardening nicely leaned forward and gently touched
Bill's pouch, as he did so he whispered,

"Just a tiny adjustment here to get you straight and I
think you'll do nicely."

Bill's prick certainly went straight but in such a way
that was not easily confined in the nylon shorts! The
assistant's hands were the first apart from Ben's ever
to touch his prick and it had gone hard immediately.
The young assistant admired his handiwork and smiled
at Bill,

"Yes, that certainly has done the trick!"

Looking Bill straight in the eye the teenaged
assistant continued to hold on to the hard meat
through the layers of soft fabric. Bill felt a tingle
of excitement as the nylon brushed against the silky
skin of his shaft and grazed the exposed head of his
prick. The assistant saw the lustful look in Bill's
eyes and dropped to his knees so that he could lick
the hard shaft and head through the covering. He was
rewarded with a small but growing wet patch mixture of
saliva and pre-cum. The assistant pulled the Lycra
pants down so that all that covered Bill's prick was
the nylon briefs as he continued his oral action on
the prick beneath. Bill had never experienced anything
like it before in his life and he knew that he was
enjoying what was happening and that the effect was
going to be dramatic. Bill's prick was throbbing and
pre-cum was oozing out and the head was pushing at the
waistband. The assistant slowly licked the shaft and
felt Bill's prick shaft throbbing through the nylon.
The older teen moved his head to the tip of Bill's
nylon covered piss slit and lacked greedily knowing
that any second he would receive his reward. Bill,
suddenly remembering where he was, let out a stifled
groan as his spunk shot out from his balls, up his
shaft and out in streams of creamy cum into the nylon
briefs. The sucking teenager took it all and sucked
the residue through the sodden nylon material, his own
cock was out of his own shorts and he was wanking it
furiously. Bill watched as the other boy's foreskin
was worked backwards and forwards over the cock head
until the angry red piss slit widened and he too
showered spunk all over the changing room.

The assistant took a few seconds to recover his
composure and quickly got dressed again. He looked at
Bill and said quietly,

"Thanks. That was just what I needed! But I better get
back to work now. Bring the things to the counter when
you're dressed again."

Bill nodded and got dressed as the assistant
disappeared back into the shop. Moments later Bill was
at the till paying for the goods. The assistant smiled
at Bill and said,

"I'll only charge for the cycling shorts, the other
briefs look a bit soiled to me so you can have them
free. You can always bring them back if they're the
wrong size or as I suspect the right size but you'd
like another 'fitting'."

"Thanks", replied Bill, "and thanks for all the help
you gave me today. I'll be sure to be back really
soon."

"Good. I'll hold you to that and I hope you and your
friend enjoy the holiday."

As soon as Bill had gone, the shop assistant whose
name was Kevin went into the office and made a
telephone call. Kevin told the person on the other end
of the line about the interesting customer he had just
served.


Earlier that same afternoon, Ben had called round for
Bill and had been surprised to learn that his friend
had gone into town without telling him. Ben wondered
what his friend could be doing but then decided that
there was something he would like to do that was best
done without Bill being present. Ben wanted to
surprise his friend on their weekend together.
Although he did not know it at the time, Ben's mind
was working along the same lines as Bill's in that Ben
wanted their sexual relationship to develop beyond
just mutual wanking.

Ben got on his bike and rode into town, choosing the
back route so that he would be sure that Bill would
not see him. Ben got to the town quite quickly and
found the shop he wanted. It was a large bicycle shop
at the far end of the town (exactly as far away from
Ben as Bill could have got had he known where in town
his friend was). Ben went into the shop and looked at
the rail of tight-fitting cycling shorts and chose a
pair that he liked. They were, he knew, the right size
and he went to the counter to pay for them. The
assistant behind the counter looked at the garment and
smiled at Ben,

"A good choice, if I may say so, Sir, very comfortable
and good for cycling in. Would you like to try them on
to check they are OK?"

Ben returned the smile but declined the young man's
offer of trying them on before he bought them. For one
thing he was not sure that he wanted the young man to
be there when he tried them on and for another, Bill
had a better idea for when and where he was going to
try them on!!

The salesman wrapped the shorts carefully and handed
the bag to Ben who took it and walked slowly out of
the shop and back towards where he had parked his
bike. As soon as Ben had left the shop, the young
salesman went into the manager's office and asked if
he could have his break early as there was something
he needed to do quite urgently. The manager agreed and
the salesman went to the back of the shop, put on his
jacket and went out by a side entrance. He was just in
time to see Ben cycling away so he followed quite
quickly on foot. Ben was heading in the direction the
shop assistant had expected - towards the local park.
Adam, the shop assistant, knew that there was no need
to hurry but he needed to be sure that his assumption
was correct. He was!! As he got to the park entrance
Adam could see that Ben had parked his bike in the
cycle racks and had disappeared into the only place
that was available - the toilets. Adam followed the
path towards the toilets, keeping back as much as
possible in case Ben had merely gone there for piss.
In the minute or so that it took Adam to get to the
door of the toilets he was convinced that he was right
and that the young teen was in there trying on the
cycling shorts and probably having a wank as well.

Adam entered the toilets but there was no-one standing
at the urinals but one of the two cubicles was
occupied and as he looked under the dividing wall he
saw the bag from the shop where he worked lying on the
floor. Adam swiftly slipped into the second cubicle
and removed a small piece of paper that was jammed
into the wall. Once he had removed the paper Adam had
an uninterrupted view into the cubicle next door.

Ben was unaware that the cubicle next door was now
occupied and equally unaware that he was being
observed. He had removed his jeans and was pulling
down his boxers as Adam began his observation. Adam
could see the blond pubic hairs come into view,
followed by the white soft skin of the young teen's
cock shaft and finally the complete exposed glory of
Ben's adolescent cock. Adam felt his own cock stir and
he quietly undid his own trousers and let them and his
underwear fall to the floor. Adam who was about twenty
had a cock that was about the same size and shape as
the one that he was watching. Like Ben he was uncut
and his foreskin had rolled back and uncovered a large
area of his pink cock head, especially now that he was
hard. Ben's cock was semi-hard and the skin covered
the whole length of his penis as he reached down and
stepped into his newly acquired cycling shorts. Ben
pulled them up and carefully fitted his cock into the
cycling shorts. To Adam's relief, Ben then turned
directly to face the wall that stood between the two
cubicles and this gave the older shop assistant a
beautiful full frontal view of Ben's cock encased in
the material of the cycling shorts. Adam watched as
Ben's hand reached down and began to caress his cock
through the material and the older lad felt a little
thrill of excitement as he watched Ben's cock begin to
hard and grown inside the shorts. But watching wasn't
enough, he needed to be in there with the teenager not
just looking through a hole in the wall.

Adam found a small piece of paper and a pencil and
quickly scribbled a note,

"I told you in the shop that they were a good choice,
didn't I? Let me have an even closer look. Please.
Looking through the hole is great and exciting but I'd
rather have a closer look."

Adam quickly shoved the note under the wall. He looked
through the hole and saw Ben stop suddenly and look
down at the note. As Ben bent down he found the hole
and saw the eye pressed to it. Adam looked back and
then stood up to flash his rampant cock at the hole.
Ben saw the cock and felt suddenly even randier than
he had done when he first put the cycling shorts on.
He found a pen and scribbled "OK" on the bottom of
Adam's note and pushed it back under the wall. Adam
took the note and wrote "open your door and let me in"
and returned it to Ben. Adam pulled up his underwear
and jeans and, having blocked the spy hole from his
side, opened his door. A second later, Ben opened his
door and Adam slipped inside to join him. Adam blocked
the hole on their side of the wall and Ben re-locked
the door. They arranged their belongings so that no
one could see under the wall that there were two
people in the cubicle.

Ben was rather nervous and Adam took charge of the
process whispering to Ben that he was Adam and he only
had a short break. Ben told Adam his name and then
Adam reached down and began to fondle Ben's rock hard
cock through the cycling shorts. Ben reciprocated by
unzipping Adam's jeans and watched as they and the
underwear beneath fell to the older lad's knees. Ben
began to wank Adam's cock with a firm but steady hand
as Adam worked on Ben's cock. Suddenly Adam stopped
Ben and pulled away slightly so that he could kneel
down in front of the younger man. Ben had heard about
oral sex but neither he nor Bill had ever gone that
far. Ben realised that he was about to find out what
it was like and Adam's first touch on his cock with
his lips almost made Ben faint. Adam had removed Ben's
cock from the protective covering of the cycle shorts
and had rolled Ben's foreskin off the head. Then he
had gently put the cock back inside the cycling shorts
and was now sucking the sensitive area of Ben's cock
through his brand new cycling shorts. Ben had never
experienced a sensation anything like it in his life
and the effect of his nervousness over the location
and the danger that it posed, combined with everything
else made him lose control. As Adam began to move his
mouth down Ben's shaft the shop assistant felt the
pulsing begin and quickly returned his attention to
the teenager's cock head. Ben got as far as whispering
that he was 'cummi..' before he shot a burst of cum
straight through the material of his new cycling
shorts and into the older youth's mouth. Adam lapped
up every drop of creamy spunk that escaped from the
confines of Adam's cock and cycling shorts. The taste
was as always delicious, Adam never tired of sucking
dicks and eating cum. Ben, however, was mortified that
he had shot his load into Adam's mouth and almost
without warning and he wanted desperately to
apologise. One look at Adam's smiling face told him
that apologies were unnecessary although by the look
of Adam's still hard cock some recompense was due.

Adam stood up and leaned close to Ben and whispered,

"First time?"

Ben nodded and Adam continued,

"Thought so. Great isn't it?"

Again Ben nodded and an anxious look must have crossed
his face because Adam smiled reassuringly and said,

"Just wank me off if you want to."

Ben looked relieved and knelt down so that he could
get a closer look at the cock he was about to wank and
also so that he could get a better angle for his
wanking action. Adam smiled down at him encouragingly
and Ben began to work his hand over the length of
Adam's cock and balls. Slowly increasing the speed of
his wanking action and he could hear the soft sounds
of satisfaction coming from Adam as the older youth's
orgasm approached. When it happened Ben was slightly
unprepared - he always could tell when Bill was about
to shoot - and the force of Adam's moment of ecstasy
was such that cum shot not only over Ben's hands but
also onto his chest and into his open mouth. Quite
unexpectedly Ben had had his first taste of cum and
had found it not as bad as he had expected, in fact
not bad at all!

Adam grinned down at Ben and mouthed the word "thanks"
at him and Ben nodded back as Adam handed him
something to clean himself on. It was a silky pouch.
Ben took the garment and cleaned up as Adam began to
pull up his underwear and jeans. Ben rose to his feet
and whispered his thanks to Adam. Adam said quietly,

"Gotta go back to work. See you again soon, I hope!
And Thanks."

Adam carefully opened the door a crack and seeing that
the coast was clear let himself out of the cubicle,
leaving Ben to get dressed again. A few minutes later
Ben also now fully dressed, pulled the chain and
exited the cubicle and walked slowly back towards
where he had parked his bicycle.

When Adam got back to the shop the manager was just
finishing serving a customer. Once the customer had
left the manager locked the door, put up the 'closed'
sign and came over to Adam and said,

"Well?"

"A very satisfied customer indeed," Adam replied.

The manager whose name was Keith then said,

"That's interesting. I've just had a call from the
other shop where your friend Kevin works. Apparently a
teenager about the same age as the one you served
visited him and he told me that they had had a very
exhilarating afternoon in the fitting room. Kevin's
customer told him he was going on a cycling weekend
with a friend. I don't suppose that Kevin's customer
and your customer could be somehow be involved?"

Keith's hands were already tugging at the zip of
Adam's jeans as the randy shop assistant smiled and
said,

"I wouldn't be at all surprised."

"Neither would I," mumbled Keith as he buried his head
in the folds of Adam's jeans and the manager and shop
assistant retired to the store cupboard for further
discussion and not a little bit of plotting.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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