Date: Thu, 14 Feb 2013 07:48:31 -0500
From: Daniel Hayes <textdemon@mail.com>
Subject: Mediterranean Adventure Part 3

			      Mediterranean Adventure PART 3

	During breakfast Luke's parents informed us that they were going to
drive to some 'fantastic' beach on the other side of the island. "Are you
two lads coming with us?" asked Mrs Stevens expectantly. I glanced at Luke,
waiting for him to answer. "Erm I dunno mum, what dya think Dan?" he
replied, looking at me. "I'm not worried either way Luke - if you want to
go that's fine, I must admit I'm not really one for beaches". "No, I think
we'll give it a miss mum, if that's ok?" Luke said. "That's fine"
Mr. Stevens added, "I guess you two just wanna mess around by the pool -
just don't drink all my beer! Luke, why don't you wander down to the
village and show Dan around?" "Yeh might do later dad!" replied Luke.
	After breakfast I returned to my room and noticed the bag that
Giorgos had handed to me on the balcony before breakfast. I opened it and
pulled out the contents. I smiled. A pair of shiny lycra Speedos, just like
Luke's but bright red! I dropped my shorts and stepped into the trunks
pulling them up round my waist. They felt good - I looked in the mirror -
nice tight package with just a hint of pubic hair showing over the
waistband. I turned round and looked over my shoulder into the mirror. "Mmm
you got a nice firm bubble butt my lad" I giggled to myself. I grabbed a
towel, sun cream, my sunglasses, iPod and a book and walked out of my
balcony door to the pool.
	To my relief, there was no sign of Giorgos. He must have finished
his pool cleaning duties and disappeared. I peeled off my t-shirt, lay down
on a lounger and dumped all my belongings onto a little table next to me. I
applied some sun cream, paying particular attention to my nipples and the
tops of my legs around the groin of my 'new' trunks. Popping on my
sunglasses I laid flat on the lounger and peered down at my chest
glistening in the morning sunshine. I closed my eyes and started thinking
about events on my mates balcony just a few hours ago. I could still see
his tight young butt, his huge heavy balls and his throbbing cock as he
frantically wanked himself, laying there on his bed. I couldn't stop
thinking about it. I recalled his comment at breakfast, about how "we'd
both been awake early". Did he know I was watching him from outside? Had he
put on a show for me? Was my mate gay? Fuck, was I gay?
	I must have dozed off on the lounger, cos the next thing I knew I
suddenly woke up to hear splashing behind me in the pool. I sat up and
turned round to see Luke mucking around in the water. "Hi sleepy" he
shouted. "Alright? I must have dozed off mate" I said yawning. "Yeh you've
been snoring for about an hour. Mum & dad said goodbye, they've gone out
for the day. Won't be back till this evening" my mate replied. "That's
cool! Bollocks do I snore! Tosser!" I said jokingly. Luke pulled himself up
and out of the pool and stood there, facing me, just a couple of metres
away, just dripping in front of me. I eyed him up and down from behind my
sunglasses. He had the tight black Speedos back on, but only just, and I
could see the outline of his flaccid cock laying horizontally under the
material, along with the enormous bulge of his huge teen bollocks. "He
delivered then?" said Luke pointing at my groin. "They seem a perfect fit
mate. Looking good! Are they comfortable?" he added staring at my own tight
red Speedos. "Oh erm, yeh, good old Giorgos, he dropped em off to me this
morning. A bit tight, but I'll get used to them. So, what's the plan mate?"
I asked, quickly changing the subject. "Dunno, it's 11am, so we could
wander down to the village before it gets too hot if you like?" he
replied. "I know a little taverna where they might serve us a beer!"
	Luke dried himself off and we both pulled on t-shirts and flip
flops, locked up the villa and started walking into the village. It was hot
and dusty as we walked down the track and onto the small road that led into
the village. It was tiny, just a few dozen buildings on the top of a hill
that overlooked the clear blue water in the bay about half a mile below
us. We walked past a couple of restaurants, 2 or 3 shops and a small
supermarket, with Luke give me a guided tour along the way. We turned down
a small track to a little Greek taverna. "Right....." whispered Luke, "if
they ask, we're 18 ok?". We walked out onto a veranda behind the taverna,
which overlooked the beach and bay some way below us and sat down at a
table under an umbrella. "Look at that view!" I exclaimed "this is great
mate". A young guy, early 20's, wandered up to our table with a tray in his
hand. "Kali mera, ti kanis? Tha thélate éna potó?" he
asked. Confused, I glanced at my mate. I felt awkward, two 15 year olds, on
our own in a Greek bar, trying to converse with a Greek. "Milas anglika?
(Do you speak English)" Luke enquired. " Ah yous English! Welcomes, good
morning. What can I get for you?" I looked at the waiter as he stood beside
Luke. He was tall, and was smiling broadly. He was wearing a tight t-shirt
that showed off his toned and athletic pecs and biceps. He wore a pair of
denim cut down shorts and had long, very tanned legs coupled with a very
promising package around his groin. He had amazing brown eyes and was
actually a very good looking guy. I glanced at Luke and could see he was
'eyeing' him up and down from behind his sunglasses. "Good morning" replied
my mate, eventually. "Yes my friend and I are English. I'm Luke and this is
Dan. Could we have a couple of large beers please?" I held my breath,
waiting for our waiter to question our ages, but he simply smiled at us
both and calmly replied "Of course. You are most welcome to our
taverna. I'm Yannis, at your service". He turned and walked towards the
bar. I leant over to my mate. "Fuck mate that was easy!" I said. "Mmm,
very... is he gay or what?" said Luke. Soon Yannis appeared with 2 huge
mugs of iced beer and placed them in front of us, with another of his wide
smiles, turned and walked away. I couldn't help noticing his butt as he
wandered away from our table. Tight, firm and perfectly rounded in those
denim shorts which had been cut just a little too high to reveal just a
hint of his tanned arse cheeks. This was a cool taverna I decided. By now
the sun was at its' hottest and I was glad to be in the shade, beer in hand
and great views, whichever way I looked. I sat back in my chair and relaxed
pondering on Luke's comment about Yannis.
	After a couple more beers and some snacks at the table Luke
suggested we paid the bill and moved on. Neither of us were used to
drinking and we'd started giggling and getting a bit stupid as the alcohol
caught up with us. I caught the eye of Yannis and asked for the
bill. Shortly afterwards he appeared with a small jug of clear liquid and a
bottle of water, placed them on our table with a couple of small glasses
and our bill. "For Luke and Dan, with our compliments. Goods to meet you
both. Come back to us again my friends" he said. "We have a party night
tomorrow, here, please join us if you can". We both thanked him and said
we'd do our best to come along. Luke and I looked at each other and
giggled. I poured a little of the clear liquid into each of the glasses and
put the glass to my nose to smell. Mmmm aniseed, it was Ouzo, as I
suspected. I'd seen Luke's dad drinking it at the villa and remembered that
the water was supposed to be added, which I duly did. We each knocked back
the first one and Luke poured another, and another, until we'd finished the
little jug. We giggled and smiled at each other again, put some Euros on
the table and got up to leave. Once standing I felt a bit wobbly and had to
steady and compose myself. I could see Luke was also struggling a bit. "I
need a piss before we go mate" I said. "Ok, I'll wait outside Danny boy"
blurted Luke as he wobbled his way to the doorway. I looked around the dark
interior of the taverna for the toilets and noticed Yannis waving to me
from the corner. "This way Dan" he called, ushering me towards him. "I show
you, the toilets are this way. I need to pee myself... too much
coffees!". I followed his denim clad arse through a doorway and down a
narrow hallway stacked high with boxes and crates of beer and wine, for the
party I assumed. He led me to a small doorway at the end of the
hallway. "Here you are my friend" he said as he opened the door and walked
in ahead of me. It was a small, low lit, tiled room with a twin urinal on
one wall a wash-hand basin and towel in the corner with a small window
above, and little else.
	Yannis was already standing with his back towards me facing the
urinal and he shuffled sideways slightly to allow me to squeeze in next to
him. It was very cramped as we stood shoulder to shoulder facing the
stainless steel. Although I was a bit worse the wear for drink it seemed
like ages before I heard him lower the zip on his shorts. I realised I was
still wearing my Speedos and clumsily popped my fingers into the waist band
and pulled the front down to let my dick flop out. "So Dan, have you
enjoyed my service this morning and our little taverna?" he asked. "Very
much thank you Yannis" I replied "although, I've had a little too much ouzo
I think" I added, trying to stand there without wobbling around too
much. He laughed. I stood there, soft cock in hand, slowly pissing against
the steel and gradually emptying three litres of beer. God that felt good!
I turned my head slightly towards his direction and felt the sudden urge to
glance down at his hands. To my amazement he was cradling, what was now, a
fully erect cock in the palm of his hand. I gulped, it was a very
impressive 9-10 inches and perfectly shaped. He was cut and the head of his
cock was therefore fully exposed no more than 18 inches away from me. I
couldn't take my eyes off it for a few seconds until he started to slowly
lift his head and turn it in my own direction. Embarrassed, I quickly
looked away and glanced down at my own cock which was in mid-stream. I felt
suddenly excited and very horny. Quickly my own cock began to stiffen in my
hand as I gradually finished pissing. Head down towards my feet I sensed he
was taking a look at my own dick and felt his arm inadvertently nudge my
elbow. We both stood there for what seemed an age. I'd finished pissing but
was in no rush to move. Yannis also seemed rooted to the spot. By now my
cock was virtually rock hard and stood proud above my teen bollocks as they
rested on the waistband of my bright red trunks. "So, you like this Dan?"
asked Yannis looking down once more at his own cock. I hesitated, feeling
very embarrassed and nervous. I knew exactly what he meant. Fuck, what do I
say?  "Erm, I'm not gay" I blurted out. "No, of course not" He replied. I
couldn't help myself and glanced down at his wonderful cock again. He had a
tighter grip on it now and was slowly working it with his wrist. I stood
there absolutely frozen to the spot but getting more and more excited about
what I saw.
	"Do you want to touch my cock Dan" he enquired smirking at me. Our
eyes met for the first time since we'd been in there. He now appeared even
more good looking. He released his grip on his cock and let it just stand
there solid, sticking out in front of his belly. My self control was out
the door like a shot and my hand slowly moved towards his meat. What was I
doing? It was probably the effect of the beer and ouzo but I couldn't stop
myself. The tips of my fingers slowly stroked his length which seemed to
make his cock jump even higher. There I was, miles from home, half pissed,
in a Greek taverna, with my mate waiting for me outside, getting it on with
my 'Adonis' waiter in the toilet. My heart was racing. Yannis moaned gently
as I lightly brushed his bulbous purple head with my forefinger. I could
feel my own cock getting harder and harder and my balls started to ache
with frustration. I felt Yannis's hand stroking my arse through my lycra
trunks. My fingers tightened around his meat and I started working the
length of his cock with my clenched fist, very slowly. He moaned again,
closed his eyes and put his head back towards the ceiling. Apart from my
own, this was the first cock I'd ever touched and I liked it. I loved
it. My grip got tighter around his cock and I sped up my rhythm working the
full length of his massive dick. His hand was still at my arse and I felt a
couple of fingers pull back the material at the base of my back and slide
down inside my trunks. He started massaging my arse cheeks with his
fingertips working towards my crack. A shiver went down my spine. I was so
fucking hot. I'd NEVER felt like this before, even screwing previous
girlfriends. I was right there, in the moment, just the two of us, I'd
probably never see him again and no-one would ever know. These thoughts
excited me even further. I glanced down at my own bulging cock and spied
some pre-cum glistening on the tip. Yannis was now staring at my cock and
had seen the moist droplet. "A present for me Dan?" he asked. With one hand
still wanking his cock my other hand went to my own and I wiped the pre-cum
off with my fingertip. I looked at Yannis and the tip of his soft pink
tongue was protruding between his lips. My finger went to his mouth and I
wiped my damp fingertip onto his tongue. He gave me another of those
amazing smiles and closed his eyes again. Fuck, this was really dirty. How
I longed for my young cock to be in his mouth. I'd been working his meat
for a good few minutes, frightened to let go of it as he moaned softly and
cursed in Greek. I sensed he was close to climax and made my strokes longer
and longer using the whole length of his cock from base to tip and back
again. His moans got louder and his finger was now rubbing up and down
between my arse cheeks. I spread my legs a little to allow him easier
access and he kindly obliged by gently brushing my arsehole with his
fingertip. FUCK...... I nearly shot my load on the spot. He gave one big
moan and I felt his whole body tense and he gasped before gushing spunk all
over the stainless steel in front of him. I was still working his cock with
my tight fist and I didn't think he was ever gonna stop shooting. I was
amazed by how much gooey white stuff he released. "Oh fuck Dan" he moaned
as his spurts finally slowed to dribbles. "You are so good at that. Very
good. A master in fact. That is the best ejaculate I have ever. It is my
turn now, yes?" I just smiled at him. I was strangely proud and very
contented that I'd managed to please him. He was about to set his hand on
my aching cock when suddenly I remembered my friend. Bollocks..... Luke. I
figured we must have been in that toilet for ages - he was bound to come
looking for me at any moment now. "Sorry Yannis" I said, loading my heavy
balls and now softening cock back into my trunks hurriedly. "I must
go. Luke will come in looking for me to check I'm ok. I forgot all about
him waiting for me outside. What the fuck am I gonna say?" "You will think
of something my friend" he said calmly "I owe you Dan" he said winking at
me.
	I hurried from the toilet and back down the hallway into the
taverna and rushed towards the door. I took a deep breath and walked
outside expecting to meet Luke pacing around impatiently. But no sign of
him! Where was he? I looked around and saw, about a hundred yards up the
dusty track, a small clearing with a big olive tree. At the base of the
trunk I could see my mate sat on the ground leaning against the tree. As I
approached I could see his chin was resting on his chest and he was
motionless. He'd sat down in the shade to wait and.....dozed off! Relieved
that I'd not have to make excuses and lie to my mate I gave him a little
kick to rouse him. He opened his eyes and looked up at me. "You coming
then?" I asked. Rubbing his eyes he replied "I must have dozed off for a
couple of minutes - ok let's go!" as he rose to his feet. "Mmm, it was a
bit more than a couple of minutes" I smiled to myself as we wandered back
towards the villa.