Date: Wed, 22 Jun 2011 16:40:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: Drew Seele <drewseele@yahoo.com>
Subject: French Student Book 1; Chapter 2

Blah blah blah this is "fiction"
Blah blah blah based on truth,
Blah blah blah you're not 18, leave.
Blah blah blah gay sex, mostly narrative though.

Book 1
Chapter 2

When we woke up in the morning I quickly discovered two things, the first
being that I was really hard, my 8 in cut cock loved greeting me in the
mornings ( and if u don't believe I'm 8 inches, email me and I'll send u a
pic or we can skype)

The second thing, I was not the only one sporting wood.

I woke up and told the Josh and Ryan to use the shower first. Tim and I
would go second, this would trade every morning. So the guys went first
while Tim and I slept in an extra 15 minuets. The showers were set up in a
way that made it easier if our cabin was full. It was a room with two
shower heads. And to get to the bathroom you had to walk through the shower
room to reach the toilets.

After those two finished I woke Tim told him it was our turn, he nodded ok,
stood up, pulled off his briefs and stumbled around to get to the shower. I
was stunned by how easy it was to get him nude and laughing at his lack of
balance as he employed the walls to keep him up. I followed suit and hopped
into the shower. I was trying to quickly plan some causal conversation
which would lead to me pointing out his bulge, but part of me said to
quickly offer to suck him off and the other half said to not be dumb, he
was clearly straight and I should instead become a good friend and then
offer him a hand job when the timing was more suitable.

But before I could even begin conversation he was out of the shower
toweling of. I guess it will be a hand job later.

We then all got dressed and headed to breakfast. I saw all my friends
sitting at the table and quickly spotted my two best friends Grace and
Sophie eye balling Tim and I. I laughed as I pulled up a chair for myself
and nodded to Tim to do the same. They asked him basically the same
questions I had and he gave them the same answers, which came to my
surprise, but I liked how blunt he was it is very French. I was really glad
when the question of his girl friend came up, like last night he told them
he has two. They asked for their names. Victoria and Liza. Well, that was
no surprise, but I secretly had hoped one would be a guy's name. He told us
how he was in love with them both and he was so confused and that in the
end they both love him enough that they would share. I thought that was a
whole world of trouble in its self, relationships like that never last, but
then again, France has a way of changing things.

After breakfast which was more like talk about Tim's life hour we went to
the first of three sermons each one would last 2 hours. But something cool
happened in those meetings, Tim and I really bonded; he noticed the notes I
was taking and started reading them in a way to dumb down what the sermon
was, so that he could understand it. I felt like a translator, we were
given permission to quietly talk during the sermons so that if I needed to
I could explain. Essentially though we used the 'forced time' to talk about
life, philosophy then we narrowed it down to our home life, friends,
hobbies, ect. He even invited me to visit his home.

                                               ( Cough cough book 2)

By the end of the second sermon we were best friends for life, it is funny
how quickly friendships that can last a life time can develop so quickly.

Finally it was recreational time and everyone decided to go play soccer in
the big field. Naturally being me I was made a captain so of course I was
going to pick my new best friend first, the other people I picked are
irrelevant to the story, so after we were done we began to play, and holly
hell was I glad I picked Tim. He was like, if Ronaldo and Rooney had one
passionate night of hard core fucking, thus making a baby, aka worlds
greatest soccer player. He was better than any of us and more than half of
us were either varsity for our high school, or played in
college. Apparently the region in France he is from is incredibly
competitive when it comes to soccer, and he had already been scouted to
play for the cities team in the future, so yea he was a beast.

After the game was dinner time, everyone went but I told him a secret that
only about 8 other people, essentially the 'in crowd', knew, and that was,
dinner is the only meal not mandatory, so him and I rushed to shower so
that we could make it back in time to get second helpings.

We were naked so fast it felt like our clothes were on the floor before the
door had even shut behind us. But once that water hit our bodies, time
froze. It felt unbelievably good, so much so dinner was not even on our
menu. What quickly caught my attention was how Tim was completely turned
away from me. "Feels good, doesn't it?" I asked, a head nod was all I
got. So I made up a lie that this side's shampoo dispenser was clogged and
that I needed to use his, I walked over got some only to literally gasp out
loud, he was hard. When he noticed my reaction to his 7 in hard cock he
quickly turned away, "Oh sorry Tim, don't worry though, you can take care
of it, if you need." I said, trying to make sure he understood what I meant
by 'take care'. He looked at my quizzically and I answered his look by
grabbing my now semi hard cock and stroking it, followed by a wink. He
looked relieved, grabbed his own and started jerking; he came really fast,
so fast that my cock had only gotten fully erect when he came. But he let
it go half way down then started back up, this guy was going for round two
right after he had just finished, this time we came together, I want to say
we did in unison but it wasn't he came all over the wall and then I added
to his mark. We quickly splashed some water to clean up the wall and then
toweled off. We had been showering for just about 30 minutes, we quickly
ran to dinner only to have about 10 minutes to eat, which worked out
fine. After that we went to the last sermon and then crashed in
bed. Nothing more than, goodnight, and then darkness.


CHAPTER 2

Book 1


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