Date: Fri, 08 Oct 2004 19:20:03 -0400
From: Derron Pyykonen <pyyko@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Life's Sexual Experiences: Host Family Fun 1st installment

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Host Family Fun
August 22, 2002- July 22, 2003

Let me start out by introducing myself. My name is
Andreas Pekka Virtanen. My father's name is Pekka and my mother's name is
Elena. My father is a pure Finn and my mother is a mix of Romanian and
Greek. I grew up in Belgium as a kid until I was the age of 12 where I spoke
French (from society since we lived in the south of Belgium), Greek (from my
mother), and Finnish (of course from my father). At the age of 12 I moved
with my parents to the United States to Ohio.  When we arrived there it was
hard for me to learn English and therefore my parents hired a tutor to come
and tutor me. His name was Ari. He was of Greek heritage and very handsome.
He taught me to speak English and by the age of 13 I was able to go to a
private school in Columbus.  I made friends and started to explore my
sexuality.  My first encounter was this home schooled boy who lived next
door to us. His name was Chris. He would let me touch him and play with him.
  After the first few times that we ever did anything, I was immediately
addicted to sex or well things that were sexual. I became obsessed with
beautiful boys and men and I basically became a little Finno-Greco-Romanain
whore!

Let me just basically tell you that this is a compilation of stories of my
encounters from the dates mentioned above. I am basically retelling my
sexual encounters from those dates.

		This story is not about my life as a
whore but about my experiences with sex through out my life.  Well this
particular story is only about the time when I lived as an exchange student
in Belgium.  When I was 16 I decided that I wanted to go to school in
Belgium. I wanted to experience the Europe culture now that I was older.  My
parents enrolled me into the Antwerp International School where I attended
for two years and then graduated.  I wanted to stay another year just to
hang out with friends I had met there and the exchange students that came
every year.  But because I had changed my citizenship to American I was
unable to stay unless I was there on a student or work visa. So I enrolled
in the Rotary Exchange program.  I was placed in a Family in the very south
of Belgium and that is where my story begins.

I had gone home for the summer after I graduated and then in August flew
back to go live as an "exchange student" for a year.  I met a whole bunch of
really cool and some
really "hot" people who were also going to Belgium on exchange. After I
arrived to Brussels and went through customs and retrieved my baggage I sat
out to find my awaiting host family.  Standing there with my name on a
poster was a tall dark handsome man, a woman to be in her mid 40s with dyed
redish-purple hair and a gorgeous tall dark boy who could not have been any
older than 14. I walked up to them and before I could say anything the tall
man pushed his hand out and introduced himself to me in English. "Hello
Andreas, I am Bernard and I will be your Rotary counselor and contact here
in Belgium," he said in a thick French accent.

"Hello Bernard, I am pleased to meet you," I responded in perfect French
that seemed to surprise them all.

"You speak French very well!  Where did you learn to speak that way? Oh and
I am Patricia. You will be living in my home," she said as she leaned down
to kiss me on my right cheek as is the custom in Belgium.

"Well I am Belgian actually. I was born here and lived in until I was 12.
But I received American citizenship therefore to be able to stay here
another year I need to have a student visa, thus I am an exchange student,"
I explained as they all stared at me in awe with crooked smiles on their
face.

"Well then, we got lucky!  We won't have to teach you anything about our
country," said the cute boy standing timidly to my right.

"And you are?" I asked.

"Oh I am Jean-Sebastien, but everyone calls me JS (pronounced jgee-ess)," he
said leaning in to kiss me as well.

"Nice to meet you all, I hope you aren't too disappointed that I already
speak French and know all about your culture. I can still share with you
many American things, and I have become quite comfortable in the American
life style if that helps any!" I said as they all began to laugh with me.

"No it is quite fine, we shall enjoy having you with us," Patricia said
smiling kindly.

"Yeah we shall," said JS has he picked up one of my bags.

"Shall we go?"

	They all started to help me gather my things and we headed out to their
small Citroen which I had expected since everyone in Europe drives a small
car.   The trip to my new home was exciting. I was able to get to know my
new host family and counselor. I found out that I would have a host dad but
that he was a lawyer and had to work that day.  I found out that my host
sister was an exchange student in Thailand.  I found out that JS was
actually 15-1/2 and not 14! He was just so adorable!
	Weeks had passed and I got acquainted with my new host family and their
ways of life. I started school where my host brother went (as an exchange
student I had to attend school even if I had already graduated).  I had met
a lot of the exchange students and made a lot of friends and I also got to
hang out with my friends that I had gone to school
with. Overall my "exchange year" was starting out quite nicely.
		One night as I was lying in my bed trying to go to sleep I heard some
grunting and moans coming from somewhere outside my room. I thought it might
have been my host parents fucking but then realized that it was the grunts
and moans of a boy. I realized then that my host brother was jerking off.  I
got out of bed and opened my door.  To my left lay the stairs to the kitchen
and to my right was the door to my host brother's room which he did not use
because his armoire was sitting in front of it. He used a different door for
his room. I stepped onto the ledge and lightly knocked on his door.

"What!?" He asked in an annoyed whisper.

"Stop jerking off I can't sleep and all that noise is not making it easier,"
I said almost laughing.

"Fuck you!  If you want me to stop come in here and give me a hand or shut
the fuck up and go to bed," he said sounding serious.

"Pull your armoire out so I can come in," I said.

		I then heard the rustling of his covers and I heard his footsteps walk to
the armoire. Suddenly a loud screeching noise was made as he pulled it back
just enough so I could open the unused door so I could squeeze into his
room. After fighting my way through the door I could see him standing there
with a nice bulge in his boxers.  The bulge was a lot bigger than I
expected.  He just stood their staring at me sheepishly.

"I was only joking about you giving me a hand really, I am not like that,"
he said as he sat on his bed.

"Well it is ok, we won't have to tell anyone," I said as I walked over to
him and got on my knees in front of him.

		I then took my hands and laid them on his legs and then slowly rubbed them
up his leg to his boxers.  I let my right and slide in under his boxer leg
where I then found what I was looking for. I wrapped my hand gently around
his softening cock and gave it a gentle squeeze. JS threw his head back and
let out a soft sigh. I felt his cock twitch and start to harden again. I let
go of his cock and pulled my hand out of his boxers.

"No don't stop, that felt good," he said grabbing my hand and placing it on
his cock again on the outside of his boxers.

"Stand up and take your boxers off," I said scooting back so he could stand
up.

	He stood up and put his thumbs in his waist band and pushed the shorts down
in one swift move. He stepped out of them and sat on the bed with his legs
spread exposing his abnormally large dick.  He leaned back holding himself
up with his arms behind him. His cock fell back on to his hard stomach.  I
moved forward and grabbed his cock and started to slowly stroke it for him.
He started to moan softly and buck his hips so that his cock would fuck my
hand in rhythm with my stroking.  I leaned down and flicked my tongue on his
balls. He moaned a little louder so I went ahead and
took one of his tight little nuts in my mouth and let it roll around in my
mouth. I felt JS put one of his hands on the back of my head and push my
face more into his crotch. I could smell the scent of fresh soap. I kept
sucking his nut and stroking him has he pushed my face hard into his crotch.
I let go of his ball and let my tongue explore further south. He was quite
hairy for his age but not so hairy that if felt like I was licking a bear.
JS let go of my head and laid back onto his bed giving me better access to
his love hole.  I continued jerking his fully hard 8-1/2" cock as I explored
into his crack finding his tight hole.  His ass tasted salty and a bit soapy
which is surprising for a straight boy to wash himself so good.  I started
to rapidly flick my tongue across his hole.  JS started to breathe harder
and his grunts and moans became louder.  I put a finger in my mouth and got
it all wet and slowly started to insert it into JS's hole. He sat up fast
and pushed me away. I landed on my back.

"What the fuck are you doing?  Listen, you can eat my ass, you suck my cock,
you can play with my cock, you can ride it even, but nothing will ever go
into my ass. I am not gay, you got it? I do not mind getting a blowjob or
hand job from guys once in a while. I don't mind fucking fags like you
either, but I am not gay. You understand me?" He asked holding his softening
cock.

"Yeah, sorry, I thought you would like it," I said trying not to expose my
enjoyment about finding out that this guy will probably end up fucking me.

"Well I don't.  Now get over here and suck my dick, stop playing with my
ass, it scares me," he said leaning down and pulling me up to him.

He put one hand on the back of my head and had one holding his cock. He
pushed my face towards his crotch feeding me his cock. It instantly got
hard.  I worked the big fat mushroom head really good. Flicking my tongue
under his foreskin and working that special spot under the head. JS slowly
started to push my cock down further on his cock. He pushed me all the way
down to the hilt where I was suffocating in his thick black pubes.  By the
sound of his moan he loved to be deep throated.  He pulled me up just to
push me all the way back down again.  After he did this a few times he stood
up and held my head with both his hands and he started to fuck my face. He
started to grunt and moan so loud I thought his mom and step-dad would hear
us.  Soon I felt his body shake and all of a sudden I was pushed all the way
down on his cock and I was again buried in his thick pubes has he emptied
load after load of his hot boy juice down my throat. He pulled his cock out
after he was done and rested the tip on my lips. He gave his cock one last
squeeze and let the last of his jizz spill out on to my lips. He pulled me
up to face him and then grabbed me by the neck and pulled my lips to his.  I
felt his tongue dive into my mouth searching for my tongue. He pulled my
body into his and he grabbed my ass and fondled it as we kissed.  This
lasted only a few short moments and then he let go.  We stood there starring
at each other for a second and then he turned around to get into bed.  I
turned around and headed towards the back of the armoire to return to my
lonely bed.

"What are you doing?" JS asked as I started to go behind the armoire.

"Going back to my room," I said pausing.

"No, you can sleep with me. It is Saturday tomorrow. My parents have to
leave early in the morning and they will not bother checking on us. They
never do on Saturdays or Sundays," JS explained as he held the covers up for
me to slide in next to him. I walked back over to the bed and started to get
in next to him.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Umm, I am getting in the bed with you," I answered.

"Take your clothes off," he said helping me lift my shirt off of myself.

	I stood up and took off my underwear and slid in next to him in his bed. He
let the cover fall over me and he pulled me close to his body. I turned on
my side to look at him and I felt so helpless next to him.  He was only 15
and I 18 yet I felt so safe in his arms, his manly arms. I leaned up and
started to kiss him. I thought he would probably stop me thinking that the
last kiss was only out of passion.  But he pulled me on top of him and we
made out, our bodies rubbing each other, our cocks hardening against each
other.  We made out for another hour and jerked off onto each other.  The
last thing I remember before falling asleep is laying on top of JS with my
head on his rising and falling chest and feeling the warm cum drying in
between our bodies.
		When I woke up that Saturday morning I had my arms around JS and I was
holding him tight as my head was lying on his chest.  I looked up into his
beautiful face as he was still sleeping.  I noticed we were uncovered and I
looked down and he had morning wood as did I. I unwrapped myself from him
and moved down next to his hard cock which was lying on his belly. I grabbed
the base and lifted it up and pulled down the foreskin and slowly wrapped my
lips tightly around his gigantic mushroom head. I flicked my tongue in the
sensitive spot and then began to take the whole cock into my mouth. When I
felt my nose dig into his pubes I felt him move and I felt a hand on the
back of my head trying to push me down even further.  I felt the hand loosen
up the pressure and I slid my lips to the head of the cock without taking it
out of my mouth. I looked at him and he just smiled and pushed me down back
on his cock.  After a few minutes of me deep-throating him he started to
buck his hips up and fuck my mouth. It didn't take long for him to push my
head down one more time and for him to empty his morning load into me. After
his final buck he let his cock fall out of my mouth. He leaned down and
kissed me on the lips and hopped out of bed.

"My God, it is already 12:30. We slept in too late. I need to go take a piss
and then I am going to take a shower," JS said as he bent over and grabbed
his towel and walked out of his room down stairs.

"I guess I will take mine too," I said knowing he did not hear me.

		I got out of the bed forced my way back behind the armoire through the
door and turned into my room. I grabbed my towel from my chair and headed
into my personal bathroom to take a shower. After I got out of the shower I
got dressed in a wife beater and some shorts and I went
downstairs to watch some TV.  Just as I had sat down the phone rang. I
thought JS was done with his shower so I did not bother getting up. After
about 4 rings I ran to the phone and answered it.

"Allo? Chez Collignon-Salmin," I said.

"Hello, yeah is JS there?" Asked a male voice.

"Yeah I think he is in the shower, can I take a message?" I asked.

"Is this Andreas?" He asked.

"Yeah it is, can I ask who is speaking?" I asked wondering who it was.

"Oh yeah, this is Thomas, JS's friend from school." He said. I almost lost
my breath. I knew exactly who this guy was.  I thought he was so hot when I
first saw him. I followed him into the bathroom once and pissed next to him
just to get a glimpse at his cock. He had the largest cock I had ever seen
on a white person.

"Oh yeah, I know who you are now, I am sorry JS is in the shower is there
something you would like me to tell him?" I asked trying not to choke.

"No, just remind him that I was staying over at his house tonight." He said.

"Um.ugh.yeah.ok.I will tell him." I said trying to conceal my nervousness
and
excitement.

"Ok thank you, are you going out to the party at Forge tonight?" He asked
me.

"Yeah I will be there." I said.

"Ok cool see you then, ciao!" "Ciao!" I responded like an idiot.

"Who was that?" JS asked as I was hanging up the phone.

"It was Thomas, he told me to remind you that he was staying the night here
tonight." I said as I turned to see JS standing there holding his towel butt
naked.

"Oh I see, yeah I remembered.  You will like Thomas he is a cool guy. Too
bad he isn't a fag like you. He has a huge dick that I am sure you would
love to get your hands on." JS said grabbing his dick and waving it at me.

"What makes you think I would like to get with him?" I asked trying to avoid
the subject.

"Well he told me he saw you starring at it once while he was pissing. He
said your loved the show." He responded grinning.

"Whatever, that isn't true. How do you know it is huge anyway?  You suck
it?" I said laughing.

"Shut up, I'm not a faggot.  He is proud of what he has and he flaunts it in
the locker room at school and at soccer games. He has fucked every fuckable
girl at school. He is your age, he has just failed a few times," JS
explained laughing.

"Oh," was the only thing I could say. I turned away and went up to my room
to take a nap.

"Don't you want any lunch?" JS asked me as I walked up the stairs to my
secluded room.

"No," I answered.

"You sure I have a big Belgian sausage sitting right here waiting to be
eating," he responded followed by a cackle.

	That night my host mom drove me and my host brother to Forge to the big
party they were having.  As soon as we had arrived JS and I went our
separate ways, he with his boys and I with the Mexican Exchange student
named Karla.  Karla and I basically just drank and danced the night away.  I
was pretty drunk when JS came up to me and told me to come with him.

"I will be right back Karla don't you go anywhere!" I said giggling being
led by the arm away from the dancing bodies.

	JS led me out of the tent and across this field to behind this white little
barn.  When we got around to the back of it I noticed there were two other
people back here. I really did not know what was going on but I followed
anyway.

"Hey JS, so this is Andreas the American." A guy about four inches taller
than me with a nice thick muscular built body said as he leaned to kiss my
right cheek.

"I'm not American really. I am Belgian," I said slurring. The guys started
to laugh at me.

"Andreas this is Thomas," JS said pointing to the hot muscular guy that had
made the comment of me being American. "And this is Quentin," he said point
to a guy which stood up to come over and greet me by kissing me on the right
cheek. He was holding a joint and looking at me.

"Do you smoke?" He asked.

"No, I do not like cigarettes," I responded. Everyone burst out in laughter.

"No, it is weed. Do you smoke weed?" Quentin asked me holding the joint out
to me.

"Oh yeah I do I like smoking weed," I said grabbing it and taking a long
drag.
"Yeah Andreas here like smoking other things too," JS said cupping his balls
and yanking on
them.

"Does he really?" Asked Thomas, as he looked me in the eyes with interest.

"So he sucks cock does he?" Quentin asked taking the join back from me and
taking a drag.

"Yeah he does. When was the last time you had a blowjob Thomas? Last night?"
JS asked laughing.

"Actually has been about three weeks," responded Thomas as he gave his nuts
another pull.

"I'm sure Andreas here would not mind helping you out, he likes to smoke
pole. Don't you Andreas?" JS said looking at me with a grin. I did not know
what to say. I was scared and nervous all at the same time. I could not look
Thomas in the eye. I did not want him to see how much I wanted him to pull
his cock out and shove me to the ground to suck it.

"I sure could use a blowjob, do you mind Andreas?" Quentin said passing the
joint Thomas and unbuttoning his pants.

"Ugh well." I could not say anything.

"Yeah he'll suck you better than any bitch could," JS said as Quentin pulled
out his slender 7" cock.

"You think you can handle that?" Quentin said waving his hardening dick at
me. Thomas and JS started laughing. Quentin thought they were laughing
because of how he was treating me but I knew they were laughing at the size
of his cock and his question.  I did not say anything. I sunk to my knees
and grabbed Quentin's dick and shoved it greedily into my mouth. I began to
suck it ferociously showing him that there was no other cocksucker as good
as me out there.

"Oh..FUCK! This boy can suck dick.oh shit.yeah.yeah." Quentin grunted as he
rocked back and forth humping my face. As he fucked my face I noticed that
JS had pulled his cock out and was slowly stroking it.  To my right I saw
that Thomas was doing the same thing.  I could not wait. I had to have his
huge monster in my mouth. I pulled off of Quentin and turned towards Thomas
and took his whole uncut 10".  He grunted in pleasure and held my head as he
slowly pumped his dick in and out of my mouth. He was a lot more calm and
gentle than JS and Quentin were. I soon felt Quentin pushing his dick up to
my face and I took my mouth off of Thomas's cock and replaced it onto
Quentin's.  I knew Quentin was ready to blow so I sucked ferociously so he
would cum so that I could get back to working on Thomas.  After about three
minutes Quentin started breathing hard and emptying his load down my throat.
After ever drop had been emptied into me I turned back to Thomas and
greedily deep-throated his manhood.
He did not grab the back of my neck and force me to suck him. He let me work
on it slowly.  Time slowly passed and I heard JS moan and then felt his jizz
spray all over the side of my face and in my hair. I ignored it and
continued sucking on Thomas. I worked his balls and his underside. For
another ten minutes I worked his cock while JS and Quentin sat against the
barn and smoked. Pretty soon Thomas's breathes got harder and faster. He
pulled his cock out of my mouth except for the head and then I felt warm
gush after gush of his man juice squirt into my mouth. I did not let it fall
down my throat I just let the eight gushes of cum sit in my mouth. Before I
took his dick from my mouth I swallowed the whole load in satisfaction.  I
stood up as Thomas tucked his cock away and I turned around to walk back to
the party. But Thomas stopped me.

"No don't go, stay here and smoke with us," he said looking me in the eyes.

"He already smoked his share," JS said laughing, he was obviously high.  I
sat down next to Thomas and passed the joint with the three of them.  About
a half hour passed and JS and Quentin got up and said they were heading
back. I got up and said I was going to go back too. Before I could walk
around the corner, Thomas had grabbed me and pulled me into him and started
to kiss me frantically pushing his tongue as far into my mouth as he could.
Luckily JS and Quentin had already made it half way back to the tent so they
would not see and give him any trouble. After about 3 minutes of a solid
passionate kiss, Thomas broke away.

"Thank you," he said holding my face.  Then he turned around and started to
walk back towards the tent. When I got back a lot of the people had already
left.
	There was about 100 or so people left.  I could see that Karla had not
waited for me and had probably already been picked up. I went to take a piss
in the bathroom and when I came out my host mom was standing next to her car
and Thomas was getting into the back seat and JS into the front.  I had to
get into the back with Thomas.  My host mom asked us how the party was and
gabbed the whole way home. The only think I could do was sit and think about
how beautiful Thomas was and how much more beautiful his cock was.  When we
got home I went upstairs to my room and took a shower. After I dried off I
immediately went to bed and fell asleep.
I was woken up by Thomas.  I looked at my
clock and it was 3 in the morning.  He was standing next to my bed naked,
his fat uncut cock hanging 5" in between his legs.

"What is it?" I asked barely able to speak.

"I can't sleep and I am horny," he said grabbing his dick and squeezing it.
He did not have to say anything more I leaned over and grabbed his
cock and began sucking it. He pushed my head away off of his cock and pushed
me down onto my bed. He then laid on top of me and began to kiss me on my
neck. I pulled the covers off of me and let his naked body mesh with mine.
He kissed my face my lips my neck my chest all the way down to my belly
button. He lifted both of my legs up and I thought he was going to give me a
blow job but instead he rammed his tongue into my asshole and started to
fuck me with it. I started to squirm and squeal with pleasure as he inserted
his finger into me and started to fuck me with it.  He moved his body so his
cock was at my face and his face had easy access to my ass and I started to
suck him as he rimmed me. After about twenty minutes of this he rose up from
me and laid next to me and whispered in my ear.

"I want to fuck you," he said kissing me on the lips. He then slid his body
onto mine and he lifted up my legs pushing my knees to my chest. He spit
into his hand and rubbed his saliva all over his thick cock.  He repeated
this process a few times and even rubbed his saliva into my ass with his
thick fingers.  He didn't even take time to put on a condom and he put the
head of his cock to the entrance of my ass and he pushed himself in. At
first I felt a sharp pain run through my body as his cock invaded my boy
pussy. He then slowly eased himself into me. After a few moments his whole
cock was inside me.  I could not keep quite. It hurt and felt good all at
the same time. Slowly he pulled the length of him out of me and repeated
putting it in me all the way and pulling it all the way out. I was soon used
to his cock and he started to pick up the pace. He would shove his cock all
the way in me and pull half of it out just to shove it back in me. So he was
fucking me with no caution. He was humping my ass to the hilt. I felt his
cock being pulled out of me swiftly just to feel it being slammed back in.
I could not help myself from screaming.  I am not sure but I thought I had
heard JS say something through the door which was behind his armoire. I did
not care and either did Thomas because he fucked me hard for 2 hours
straight. We fucked in ever position possible that Thomas could think of.
We would stop if either of us had to cum because we wanted to build it up
for the very last moment. Finally I found myself on my back again and I was
kissing Thomas passionately when I felt him thrust into me hard and I felt
his warm seed flowing inside me.  He thrust 5 more times making me cum all
over his stomach and mine and then he collapsed on top of me with his cock
still deep inside me. We just laid there trying to catch our breathes and as
I felt his softening cock slide out of me I slowly fell asleep under him.

If you liked this part and you want to read the rest of my adventures from
my year abroad as and "exchange student" then write me at pyyko@hotmail.com
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