Date: Sun, 7 Oct 2012 01:58:23 +0200
From: Timm vdB. <timm_vdb@hotmail.com>
Subject: My adventures: 1. Helping a friend

For some reason I felt the urge to start "sharing" my adventures. Some
parts are based on the truth and other parts not. I might wanted it to
happen or just seemed fitting. Of course I did alter a few names and all of
that stuff. Currently I am 24 years old. My life is pretty good and I won't
complain. When you read it, know that it's just the beginning of a bigger
story.

The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or
publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it
has been posted, without the consent of the author.

In advance I wish to apologize for my English, for I am Dutch. Speaking and
reading is easier than actual writing.If you have questions, advice or any
need to contact me. You can reach me at: timm_vdb@hotmail.com .


Prelude.

At the age of 14 I started to rebel against my mom. Most teenagers go
through that phase in their lives. My mom was working around the clock and
trying to get a promotion. Especially when my parents got divorced and my
dad left the country. I just needed to release a lot of emotions. Instead
of talking with my mom, I hang out in a park by myself. Throwing rocks in a
small lake and wander about. After walking absently I spot two guys making
out. They guy standing was moaning softly and the other one seemed to enjoy
himself as well. Before I knew it I observing them from behind some
bushes. My first gay experience and all the anger was gone. From that
moment on I came more frequently to the park. It was the only way to forget
my issues or to have to talk with my mom. She never complained about it
either, she kept on working. Two or three days would pass without talking
to each other.

On a chilly autumn night I was watching two college students and man in his
thirties getting each other off. All of the sudden someone behind me
touched my shoulder. My heart was pounding and I turned around with a hand
down in my pants. A teenager around sixteen years old looked down on me and
had a big grin on his face. His name was Jason. After the awkward meeting
we started to peek on people together for several times. Jason was one of
the few people that gave me any attention. I had friends, but with Jason
there was a mutual irresistible hobby. First it was just observing other
men. Then curiosity won me over. While Jason was on the watch out I was
doing what we had seen many times by the other men. Taking someone's cock
in the mouth. The first time I sucked Jason off the sudden spurs of cum
surprised me. Instead of pulling away the salty taste wasn't so bad and
without thinking I swallowed it. For awhile this was our new routine in the
park. First we peeked on other men, than Jason let me take his cum and he
kept on watch. Eventually we even went all the way; on my hands and knees
in the grass with him behind me trying not to make too much noise. Our
friendship lasted for five months. His family moved to another city and I
never saw him again. The feelings for such adventures never faded and I
knew; I am gay.

Chapter 1 ; Holiday in Spain.

       We were happy.

My mom and her boyfriend -- Randolf -- surprised me with a two week long
trip to Spain. Some small town near Barcelona. My first reaction was
tempered, knowing those two would wonder off together. Luckily the surprise
ended with the notion to bring a friend along, so I won't get bored. So I
picked Remco, one of my best friends. I have known him for as long as I can
remember. We did everything together, from joining a soccer club till going
to school. His family threads me as a son and even got a set of keys to the
house. Yet besides being both 17 years old, we are completely different. He
is really good in sports and has the body for it, got short blond hair,
blue eyes and is 6.7 feet long. Remco has always been the bigger guy. I am
the complete opposite of him. My semi-short sandy blond hair had to be in a
certain haircut, I got grey colored eyes and I am about 6.1 feet long. My
body is slim and I have visible a six pack, but not a jock-like kind of
person as Remco obviously was. Even quitted soccer in the middle of last
season, because it was getting boring.

After three days of sunny Spain my mom and her boyfriend took off for some
shopping in Barcelona. They would rent a room to do some culture stuff the
next day and it wouldn't make sense to keep travelling back and forth. So
for two days we would be on our own. We sat on the balcony of our hotel
room. Just relaxing. Remco and I talked a bit, but my skin was itching from
the sea salt and sand from the beach. Remco wanted to take a nap first.

The shower felt wonderful and gave me a clean feeling. With my underwear on
and a towel tossed over my shoulder I walked in the bedroom. The same room
I shared with my best friend during the vacation. We kept the curtains
closet so the room won't get any warmer by the sun and the air-conditioner
was always on. My eyes needed some adjustment to the darker room. Though,
there was another soft sound besides the normal. A few seconds later my
vision was less blurry and I was shocked. My best friend was nude on his
bed with his eyes closed and slowly stroking his dick. His mouth shut,
trying not to moan. Seeing a friend naked was normal when you play sports
together, but this was something completely different. In the darkened room
Remco did not saw me standing and I said nothing. The towel slipped out of
my hand on the floor. My eyes were observing how his right hand went from
head to base. As if it happened in slow motion. While doing so a small
gleam showed on top of it. Pre-cum without a doubt.

"Are you gonna keep standing there?" Remco asked all of the sudden. Even
though I wasn't the one naked he still made me feel caught. Mesmerized by
the actions of his hand. There was only silence from my end. "You could
help a friend out," he suggested with a grin. While nodding I walked over
to his bed and sat down. Remco always bragged about having a big dick and
now I know he never lied. It was bigger than mine, not much thicker
though. Even Remco's balls looked gigantic.

"You can touch it," he said. The idea hadn't crossed my mind yet. My hand
reached out. First the tip of my fingers made contact with his big tool. A
few second later Remco sighed when my right hand embraced it and I just
started jerking him. "Good," complimented Remco while laying down on the
bed. His eyes closed and hands folded behind his head. My glance was on his
dickhead, all made shiny by his pre-cum. Even in a darkened room it was so
clear to see. Almost hypnotizing me.

"You can taste it if you want," said Remco, "you have been looking at it
for several minutes." I kept jerking him and responded: "No. That might be
a little weird." After replying I knew it was a weak excuse. "Are you
afraid it makes you gay?" Remco asked and winked. He knew about my
sexuality and previous adventures. I just gave him a weak smile. For some
reason the idea of using my mouth didn't sounded as a bad idea. "What if I
want you to do it?" he said very seriously and it made me stop pulling his
rod. "Lick the head and taste it," his voice sounded encouraging and a bit
bossy.

There was no more room for more talking. Remco had given the instructions
and laid down on the bed again. Still holding his dick in my right hand I
lowered my head towards it. It has been years when I saw a boner besides my
own. Just a few centimeters apart. The smell of the pre-cum oozing dick
turned me on. I opened my mouth and covered my teeth with my lips. Very
slowly I kept lowering my head and the top of his cock went in. A soft sigh
escaped from Remco's mouth when my tong touched the cum soaked head. It
tasted as good as my adventures in the park several years ago.

At first I kept myself limited to the head. Licking it, sucking it and
kissing it. Remco moaned softly and it gave me a good feeling. Even turned
me on some more. Without thinking about it, call it gay instincts, I
slurped down as much of his cock in my mouth as I possibly could. My
efforts were rewarded with approval. Though Remco didn't spook at all. More
sighing and moaning. During the blowjob his hand was placed on top of my
head. He slowly started stroking my hair, but after several minutes it
became more as holding on to it. Gently Remco used his grip to pace things
up. Sometimes his cock went too far in and I gagged a little.

"Yeah, suck my dick," he said suddenly. I know how to deepthroat, but the
last time was with Jason and that was three years ago. There was no
escaping now. It would be better when I do it and not when he forced me. So
when Remco pushed me back on his cock I gave in a little more. His cock
went in deeper than before. I did gag a little. Remco could only moan and
mumble some words.

"You're a good cocksucker," he whispered. I felt proud of doing something
good for a friend. It's weird, because this wasn't a normal thing to do. I
kept blowing him. Directed in pace by his hand on my head. A few times he
wanted his tool all the way in. Especially now he knew I could handle
it. All of the sudden two hands grabbed my head. He started to bash my head
on his cock. "I am gonna cum," Remco moaned and kept going. There was
nothing I could do. He was using my mouth. I became painfully aware of my
jaws. Luckily it didn't took him much longer. Fresh cum came shooting out
of his cock. "Eat my cum, you gay whore," Remco said while exploding in my
mouth. The first two hit the back of my mouth, the other spurs landed on my
tongue. His juice tasted bitter with some sweetness and a bit
salty. Needless to say I loved it right away.

"You liked every bit of it, didn't you?" Remco asked with a somewhat evil
grin on his face. I had just swallowed his cum and licked his cock clean
for any remains. There was no denying now, but I felt slightly embarrassed
so I stayed quiet. "As long as I don't have a girlfriend you'll help me
out. Okay?" But he wasn't waiting for an answer. He jumped out of bed,
grabbed a towel and walked out the room to take a shower. Before he left
the room I heard him mumble: "My own cumslut..."