Date: Sat, 27 Aug 2016 21:50:28 +0300
From: Rodger Dodger <boyrodger@yandex.com>
Subject: New Nude Friends

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Warning: This fictional story may include sex between men and boys under
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For those of you who remember, I never finished the "My Son's Foreskin"
series and I am deeply sorry. I haven't abandonded it, just taking an
extended break while I wait for inspiration.


New Nude Friends

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I had just flown down down to France for the weekend. It was summer, but
not quite the holidays yet, so I expected my favourite place, Cape d'Agde,
to be a little more risqe than usual.

I took the Friday off so that I could fly from Manchester early in the
morning then take a coach to the town before midday.

The coach was fairly empty. Mostly men, mostly older. I didn't mind
though. I'm only 30 so I find myself hooking up with men of all ages,
depends on my mood most of the time. Even the overweight men can be sexy
provided they're hairy like a bear. You might already be getting the notion
that I can be a bit of a slut around men, and you'd not be wrong for it.

I've dated plenty of women and had relationships but I always find myself
craving sex with men too. Maybe it's because we know how our bodies work
better or maybe because we can a bit rougher. I don't question it, most of
the men I meet on Grindr are the same.

By 11 am I was already lounging nude on the white sand. It hadn't warmed up
completely yet so it felt cool as I ran my fingers and toes through
it. I've been here enough that the check in process is quick and I dress
for the occassion.

I spent the next hour shifting from cool water to sand and back, just
unwinding while I waited for the midday crowd to arrive.

I laid down in the sun to wait and found myself waking with a startle. I
had fallen asleep. I quickly checked my watch to find out how long. Only
half an hour, my sunscreen is sufficient.

I looked around, the coast certainly had populated while I dozed. I come to
this section of coast for it's popularity amongst...fun loving men. Only a
couple families, probably first timers. They'll move on soon, always do.

I stood and brushed some sand from myself while looking around. God, I love
European men. They come from every corner and I can typically tell where
from. I've become very accustomed to the French and Germans in the UK so I
wanted something a little more exotic.

I scanned and judged the sterotypes; long cock, Italian; blonde and smooth,
Scandinavian; pale and hairy, Hungarian maybe?. I had felt my groin stir so
I settle my eyes to calm myself. Fortunately they settled on quite a prize
(in my poinion anyway).

He was about average height but quite stocky. Dark, messy hair and a thick
mustache. I could see his beard stubble spill down his neck and erupt into
swirls of dark fur on his chest. His belly poked out just a bit but it
looked good on his wide frame, manly. The masses of hair on strong legs
looked even darker in contrast to the pale skin. Definitely from the east.

I like these dad bod types because they seem so out of their element. Like
the last type of man you would expect to find on a predominately gay
cruising beach, an oddity even. But I know better than to put him in a box,
but it still give me a rise.

He was standing some distance from the water, looking out over it. I walked
up beside him to get the ball rolling.

"Excuse me, mate, looks like you're gettin' a bit red on your
backside. Better get some sunscreen on that quick."

He turned slightly to me and felt his back.

"Ah, yes, my friend, I can feel it hot. Thank you for...looking?"

His accent was brusque and gravelly but with a sincere smile in it. I was
getting very weak towards this hunk.

"You put on me, yes? Thanking."

He was pushing a bottle of sunscreen towards me.

"Oh, really? You don't mind?"

"Of course not, I am not wanting to burning but cannot reach. My name is
Andrei, pleased to meet you."

Andrei extended his furry hand to me. I awkwardly took his hand and the
bottle in a difficult cross armed manouvre.

"Sorry," I sheepishly spat out, "I am Andrew."

I moved around to Andrei's back and marvelled at the dark hair spreading
from his sides and shoulders across his back. As I applied the sunscreen to
his back I felt the hard muscles underneat a thin layer of fat. I couldn't
wait for him to fuck me.

As I did this we chatted. He mentioned he was down from Romania and that it
was his first time here. I pointed out a few nearby places to see. By then
I had finished his back.

"Please, more, you do my, how you say, arse? It is difficult to reach there
too, no be shy. Thanking."

This stocky bear was reading my mind. I luxuriated in spreading my fingers
over his meaty, hairy globes. The hairs would run around my fingers as I
massaged the oily creme in. I ever so sneakily, and ever so slightly,
parted his cheeks a few times to glance at his hot man hole. There was too
much hair though, like and obscuring thicket. I could feel my cock lengthen
a little.

I stood and handed him his sunscreen bottle.

"There ya go, mate, all safe now."

"Multumesc, thank you, my friend."

As he said this, Andrei reached his arm around my shoulder and pulled me
against his side. His hand slipped down to my waist and rubbed it.

"You are very friendly in the west. Back home, everyone grumpy, no smile."

I put my own arm around his side. A little lower than his waist, just the
top of his thigh. I rubbed the hair, sending him a signal hopefully,
responding to his own.

We stood there gently feeling each others' flesh, looking out over the
water. I was about to suggest a progression when he yelled out.

"Boian! Boian, come here now, meet the good man."

Damn it, just my luck he had come with a boyfriend or partner or
whatever. Why didn't he mention he wasn't alone before? I looked
disappointingly for the man that had wrecked my day. I didn't not see
anyone respond except for a small boy running towards us across the sand.

He stopped in front of Andrei and I realised my mistake. This man was here
with his family. I quickly released his body from my grasp, as did he.

He patted the boy's shoulder as they conversed in, what I assumed was,
Romanian. I quickly looked the boy over. Dark, short hair, pale and smooth
body, thin, just like any other boy you would see on the beach.

"This is Andrew, he is from England, remember you English?"

"Yes, papa," he turned to me, "I am Boian, nice to meet you."

I shook his little hand, it felt soft and weak.

"Nice to meet you too, Boian. As your papa said, I am Andrew."

I continued to chat to Andrei about his son. I learned that the boy is 8
and it is just the two of them. He didn't mention the boy's mother, only
that she wasn't around. As we conversed I noticed Boian taking glances at
his father's and my own body. In his boyish curiosity he was comparing us,
no part was free from scutiny, I spied him eyeing our cocks as well. I was
quite different from Andrei, taller and narrower, fairer hair, tanned, and
just a sprinkling of hair. Our cocks seemed to mirror our bodies. Where
mine hung low with regular thickness, Andrei's cock was much short but
significantly thicker. To be honest it was a big part of me wanting him to
fuck me.

Andrei led me over to their gear on the beach, his son's hand in his
own. He sat on a beach towel and I sat in the sand, facing him. I could at
least keep looking at him and commit his body to memory for later times. My
eyes wandered down his hirsute body as he spread his legs, his sun warmed
scrotum laid on the ground.

I was disappointed when he pulled Boian in front of him and pulled him down
to sit between his legs. He shifted a little, I assume to avoid having his
balls sat on.

As we chatted he told me more about depressing Romania. I was looking for
an out and trying to get away so I could continue my cruise. I was only
semi-paying attention. His broken English was having a hypnotic effect on
me.

I started focusing on his strong hairy hands as they moved over his boy's
tummy. He moved them down to the boy's smooth legs and started brushing
sand off of them. Boian brought his knees up so Andrei could brush the sand
off of his shins too. Having completed that, Boian relaxed his legs down
again. He put his own small hands on his dad's hairy thighs and played with
the thick hair.

Andrei continued to brush off bits of sand. He reached between Boian's legs
and swiped the sand from his smooth pubis. His hands brushed the sides of
the boy's groin and moved around. He lightly swiped the boy's sack, making
his little boy gems wobble slightly. He even swiped the top of the boy's
little penis a few times to get the sand off.

I've never been attracted to boys before but there was something incredibly
erotic about watching this bear of a man gently rub his hands across this
little boy's pale and smooth body. Maybe it was the contrast or the
intimacy or my own delayed sexual activities.

After the last brush of the boy's little penis, the most amazing thing
happened. In a matter of a few seconds, Boian had achieved an incredibly
hard erection. Where before there was a 5 cm pale little worm with a narrow
snout of foreskin, now there was a turgid, little pole of boy flesh
pointing to the sky. It hadn't lengthened much but it was considerably
thicker, I could see the outline of his knob bulging out the thin layer of
skin.

I didn't know if was staring because of the sheer speed at which he erected
or because his hard little boy cock was plain fucking hot! I didn't even
know boys that age could get hard but now I was all of a sudden
understanding paedophiles.

I don't know how long I was fixated but with trepidation I yanked my eyes
to Andrei, expecting to find a mountain of rage, ready to erupt at the
newly formed paedophile eyeing his young son's impressive erection. But
that's not what I found. Andrei was just as beguiled. His hands were
rubbing the boys chest. Whether he was focused on his nipples, I couldn't
say.

The boy's cock twitched and seemed to break the spell on Andrei. He looked
at me in horror, I suppose with the same expectations previously held by
me. I just smiled at him and nodded my head towards my own groin.

Andrei looked down with wide eyes and smiled with relief. Relief because he
could see my own raging 7 inch erection standing out from my lap. My
foreskin had restracted and my knob was glistening. I felt like Andrei was
giving me a kind of eye-job. Boian was completely oblivious.

We heard some lads yelling over a volleyball game and suddenly remembered
where we were. Andrei quickly flicked the towel over his and Boian's laps
while I lay slightly on my side. I was still careful not to let my sticky
knob not hit the sand. Imagine sand paper as a prepuce, if you will. Andrei
seemed excited.

"You are liking my boy, yes?"

I riffed on his enthusiasm. "For the first time, yes. Well, you could see
how much I liked."

"Yes, me too you couldn't see how much I liked."

"Papa? Andrew likes me?"

"Yes, fiu, in special way."

I had to ask. "You and Boian, you know, before?"

"Before? What are you meaning, sorry?"

"You like your son too, in a special way, before, like today?"

"Ah, I understand now. No, me too first time. I think we leave before
trouble."

"We are leaving already, papa? we just got here!" The boy pouted while
wriggling on Andrei's lap.

"I am sorry, copilul meu, papa left something in the room. We are coming
back later."

"Is Andrew coming too? He's our new friend, yes?"

Andrei looked nervously at me. "You come too, Andrew. Maybe help?"

I was on my feet in a flash. I took Boian's hand and helped him stand and
then Andrei. Andrei had gone soft like me but I could see something shiny
within the folds of his thick foreskin. I was beyond excited. I felt I was
constantly on the edge of cumming, only nerves preventing the finality.

We stopped off at the exposed showers to rinse the sand and salt from
ourselves before proceeding. Andrei held Boian's hand as he directed me to
their room near the beach. Andrei seemed to be walking fast. His eyes were
fixed forward with intent. We were soon there and Andrei used the key on
his wrist band to unlock the motel room.

"Come and sit on the bed, Boian. You too, Andrew, remember help me. First
time with man too."

Andrei sat on the bed, resting on the headboard. Boian jumped up and took
his place under his father's arm in the middle of the bed. Then I squeezed
up next to him. I wanted Andrei to make the first move. I, oddly, though it
only right that he should be first to molest the boy.

I watched as Andrei moved his furry arm across the boy. With his hand he
caressed the boy's cheek, moving his hand down onto the boy's chest. He
rubbed a nipple and Boian whimpered. I could faintly hear Andrei's breath,
ragged. I moved my own hand to the boy. I placed it on his stomach. I
rubbed around his abdomen, I never knew how completely soft and smooth a
boy's skin is. I took an opportunity to rub Andrei's thick, furry arm, it
looked so sexy.

He kept rubbing the boy's chest as he looked over to me. I leant my head
over the boy's and Andrei picked up on the gesture. He moved his own head
closer and we put our mouths together. We kissed hard and with
desperation. Andrei's thick moustache was brushing my lip so
erogenously. We pushed our tongues together and breathed hard into each
other's mouth.

I felt a little hand on my leg and looked down. Boian was rubbing my thigh
and rubbing his dad's furry belly. I guess we got caught up and neglected
him. I placed my hand on his and moved it closer to my crotch. I moved his
hand over the top of my hardening cock and closed it around it. I slowly
started wanking off my cock with this little boy's hand.

Andrei, meanwhile, was suckling on the boy's little nipple while pawing at
his boy cock and balls. I just about came at the sight of his massive hairy
hand completely enveloping such a delicate erection.

Andrei planted kisses down Boian's body until he reached his little
cock. He licked the boy's knob as he pulled the foreskin back revealing a
perfect, little pink cock head. Andrei quickly sucked down the boy's
cock. He moved his mouth up and down, sucking as if his life depended on
it. Boian's grip on my now rigid cock tightened. His paced slowed so I
started to fuck into his hand.

Boian was moaning as much as his father. I decided to kiss the boy too. I
placed my mouth over his open one and stuck my tongue in. I sucked on his
slippery boy tongue and lips. He quickly got the idea and started to push
back into my mouth. I reached down and pushed on his dad's head, forcing it
deeper onto his boy's little cock.

Boian started whining and his eyes opened in fear. I thought maybe we had
gone too far and the boy was realising it. Feeling afraid and disgusted I
was about to dash from the bed. Boian closed his eyes and let out a high
pitched moan as his body splayed itself. He pushed his hips as high as he
could and shook.

"I think he cum, maybe." Andrei looked up at me while still wanking his
boy's spit covered cock. "Nothing is come out though."

I saw a smile spread across Boian's face and felt relief. Didn't know boys
could cum either.

Andrei sat back up and propped his son's back up.

"Now you do same for me, fiul?"

"Yes, papa."

Still catching his breath, Boian leaned over his dad's body. Andrei's cock
looked absolutely monstrous in the boy's hand. It was only about 5 inches
but as thick as the kid's arm. His thick foreskin still covered his knob
despite his rock hard erection.

Boian pulled down and revealed Andrei's shiny purple knob. It was
incredibly wet and looked to be getting wetter. He pushed Boian's mouth
towards it gently. I was amazed such a thing fit. The boy had to pull his
lips in to get it to fit even. Andrei held the boy's head in place while
slowly fucking forward. He could only get a couple inches in as his girth
increased unbelievably down the shaft.

Andrei was growling and moaning. He was talking to the boy in Romanian, the
only words I could pick out were our names. I was getting hot thinking of
what he might be telling his boy.

With Boian leaning over his father while he sucked him off, it left his
tight little boy arse sticking up in the hair. When he moved forward to go
down on Andrei, his cheeks would part slightly and give me a beautiful view
of his pink little arsehole.

I laid behind the boy and grabbed his arse. I opened his cheeks wide and
kissed that perfect boy hole. It tasted salty from the sea. I licked it and
quickly lost control. Before I knew it I was pushing the boy back and
forth, fucking his arse onto my tongue.

Andrei had his head back and eyes closed. Boian had achieved a good rythm
now. I reached under the boy and felt his hard cock. I started wanking him
off as I felt my saliva run down from his arsehole, down his balls, and
along his cock. I used the spit to lube his little boy knob, his foreskin
becoming wet and squishy, almost like he was precumming.

I looked at the sodden and sloppy boy hole, it was open somewhat and I
could see into the boy. With my middle finger I penetrated him. I began
finger fucking him, looking for a prostate I wasn't even sure was there. I
felt a bump and pressed on it as I ran finger in and out of him. I heard a
deep moan escape his lips and around his dad's thick cock.

Andrei had Boian licking his cock and balls, to prolong his own cum I
assumed. I had the boy delirious with pleasure I was now fucking him with
two fingers. I had him spread quite open that I was able to lick his anal
opening at the same time. This little boy was driving me mad and I had to
have him. I didn't care if it made me some kind of sick, chil-molesting,
paedophile, pervert.

"Andrei? Andrei, please, let me fuck the boy, his arse is so open."

"Yes, I would love to see you fucking my boy. Very sexy. Boian? Andrew is
putting more in your arse, OK?"

"Please, papa," the boy moaned while stroking and suckling his dad's hairy
cock,"more in my arse, so good."

With that he dove back onto Andrei's thick cock. The boy was going crazy
with newfound lust.

I knelt behind the boy and lined up my swollen, as yet untouched, cock with
the tiny boy opening. I pressed my knob against it. It was a tight fit so I
used my fingers to push it in. Lucky it was me, Andrei would never be able
to get his fat, daddy cock in there. I don't think I could've even taken
it.

Boian had stopped moving his head and started making noise. It wasn't so
much a scream as a high pitched groan. I looked down at the tiny, pale
figure below me as I slowly pushed forward again. I felt more of my cock
sliding into the hot five. His boy sphincter was strangling my cock. I
grabbed him by the hips as I kept pushing. It was obscene how much cock he
could take. I don't know how long it took but I started sweating as inch 5,
inch 6, and, finally, inch 7 forced into him. I imagined seeing my cock in
him, it must be past his belly button! But the boy didn't complain. After a
couple inches he was massaging my cock with his anal rings.

As I started to fuck the little boy harder, Andrei moved around so he was
lying in the same direction we were facing. His hairy legs were knely with
son's head bobbing between them. As I fucked forward, Andrei would thrust
into his boy's mouth. Andrei had been sweating for sometime, the fur over
his body was matted and glistening.

"I'm fucking your son, Andrei, your little boy. My cock is in his belly!"

"Fuck this little boy, Andrew. Shoot your sperm in his little arse. His
mouth is so good on my cock. My son sucking my cock!"

This was the hottest thing I had ever seen. Better than anything I could
ever imagine. I was thrusting harder and faster into the little boy. Andrei
had both hands on the back of the boys head. He would pull it down as he
thrust up. He must be getting at least a couple more inches in now. I could
hear Boian breathing heavily through his nose, inbetween the moaning.

"I'm going to do it, Andrei. I'm going to shoot in your little boy!"

I sped up my fucking of the boy, my pubic hair was banging into his soft
and tight little arse.

"Do it, my friend, fuck my son! Oh, I am shooting it, fuck!!"

Seeing this man about to empty his cumload into his little son pushed me
over the edge. I drove my cock as hard as I could into the boy, even
getting of one knee and onto my foot while pulling him back. I felt my cum
rocket from my cock, painting the walls of the kid's insides.

"ARRGGGGHHHH!!" Andrei was practically gurgling as he shook Boian's head
onto his cock. I could hear Boian snorting his dad's cum out his nose,
trying to breath and swallow the daddy cum at the same time.

It was a couple minutes later when I withdrew my still hard cock from the
boy's arse. It was clean but for the frothy cum. Andrei was reclining,
breathing heavily and stroking his boy's head. Boian had his dad's balls in
hand, gently squeezing them while sucking on the piss hole, dregs of cum
still dribbling out.

I leaned over the boy and helped him lick his dad's cock clean. I also
reached beneath the boy and rapidly began to wank him off. Me and the boy
made out with Andrei's dripping foreskin like it was a slobbering mouth. I
felt the boy's cock stiffen more in my hand soI quickly placed my mouth
over his. I kissed the little boy while he had his second dry cum
underneath me. He shook violently we made out in his dad's hairy crotch.

I stood up from the bed and gazed at the exhausted man-bear and little boy
and envied them their blossoming relationship. Andrei pulled his son up
into his embrace and they spooned. Boian was already asleep.

I tried to leave quietly, so as not to disturb the perfect after glow.

"Andrew, friend, we seeing you again?"

"I think so," I returned quietly.

Andrei smiled at me and then resumed cradling his boy as they napped.
Meanwhile I followed my still hard cock to my own room next door.

---

Apologies to any Romanians, I have no idea what a Romanian accent sounds
like! You're hot all the same anyway ;)

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