Date: Sat, 11 Aug 2012 18:46:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: BR
Subject: A Summer Abroad part 1

This story contains nudity and graphically depicted sexual situations
involving teenage boys. Please don't read if it's not legal for you to do
so for any reason, or if such subject matter is offensive to you.



			     "A Summer Abroad"

				     I

				 "Arrival"

It was June 30, 1982. The airport on Saint Sebastian Island was bathed in
bright, hazy sunlight as the plane landed around noontime. Saint Sebastian
was a small island that lay just southeast of the Canary Islands. It was
unique in that it had virtually no native population, it was comprised
almost exclusively of tourists, who were present year round. What native
population there was, consisted almost completely of ex-patriot Europeans
and a few Americans. The African mainland could be seen looming in the
distance over the blue water. The plane came to a halt in front of the
tarmac and passengers soon began unloading down the mobile staircase and
into the 90 degree sunshine. Soon, an older, American woman disembarked
followed by two teen aged boys. Her name was Mary Turner. She was in her
early fifties with long brown hair just barely touched with grey, and a
pretty nice physique for her age. She was wearing a white pants suit and
carried a large purse with her. The boys that followed behind were her
nephew Josh Considine, aged 15, and his friend Mark Rhile, aged 14.

Josh was tall, about 5'11, thin, and had long, skinny legs that were
covered with a good amount of hair. He had medium length, straight light
brown hair that resembled Ringo Starr's hairdo from 1964. He had a flat,
oval shaped face with a light scar on his upper lip from having had a cleft
pallet as an infant. He had thick eyebrows, a small, flattened nose that
almost didn't exist, a light trace of mustache on his upper lip, and brown
eyes. He thought of himself as being ugly, but he really wasn't. Unbeknown
to him, he was the secret object of attraction to many of the girls, boys,
and faculty members at the small, co-ed Catholic school in Utica, New York
that he attended. His voice had changed but still wasn't too deep. He was
wearing an Izod shirt, short corduroy pants, white socks, and white
sneakers. He carried a small backpack over his shoulder.

Mark was an acquaintance of Josh at school, and was still amazed that he
had been invited by him to spend an entire seven weeks on an island with
what was promised to be absolutely minimal adult supervision. They had
often chatted at school, and were on friendly terms, but were not even near
to being close enough friends to warrant such an invitation. What really
surprised Mark about the invite was that Josh had a brother named David who
was a year below him. Why wasn't he going? Nonetheless, stories about girls
in bikinis, and possibly even less that that, made him jump eagerly at this
golden opportunity that had fallen into his lap. His parents were also glad
to have him out of the house for a few weeks.

Mark was blond haired and blue eyed. He had braces over his large, crooked
teeth, which were almost always visible due to his being a chronic mouth
breather. He stood at about 5'6, and was more compact and muscular than
Josh. He had beady eyes, a small nose, and a much younger looking face than
Josh had. He had broad shoulders and was barrel chested. His voice hadn't
changed all the way yet, so it had that flinty, husky sound that is
characteristic of many adolescent boys. His hair was light blond and
wavy. He was wearing a white t-shirt with a picture of Joan Jett on it, cut
off jean shorts, and sandals. He carried a duffel bag with him.

The party went to the baggage claim to get the significant amount of
luggage that they had brought with them. They were soon in a taxi and being
driven on a narrow, winding road to the villa that they would be staying in
for the next month and a half. To the left of them, they could see the blue
Atlantic ocean dotted with boats and small islands here and there. The
beach was about 50 feet below the sheer cliff that constituted the left
hand side of the road, which was also the side of the road they were
driving on. People on bicycles and motor scooters were whizzing by. Other
than taxis and official vehicles, cars were not allowed on the island.

"Wow, look at the water!" Mark said as he gazed out the window.

"I'm at the beach as soon as I get unpacked." Josh said.

"Don't you boys want to eat first? There's a cafe right next door to our
villa. I could go for some paella, actually." Mary said as she fanned
herself.

"I'm not hungry at all." Josh said.

"I'm hungry for some bikinis!" Mark said with a huge, metallic grin.

Mary and the African taxi driver both laughed, and Mark shot them a puzzled
look.

"You're probably not going to see too many of those!" Mary chuckled.

"What? There's no women on this island?" Mark asked with a shocked look.

This time everyone laughed, except for Mark who had a panicked look on his
face.

"I think that she meant that the women on the beach are mostly going to be
nude." Josh laughed.

Mark's beady eyes widened considerably. "Really...?" He said.

"I told you that, Mark." Josh said.

"I know...but ALL of them?" Mark said.

"You guys are going to behave yourselves, right?  There's a certain level
of etiquette expected when you're on a nude beach." Mary said.

"Yeah, you're not supposed to stare, unless you're naked yourself! Then you
can stare all you want!" Josh laughed. Mary smiled and gave him a light
swat on his arm.

"Forget that! I'm not gonna be running around naked in front of a bunch of
strangers out in public! You can bet I'm going to look at the women,
though!" Mark said. He then opened his duffel bag and pulled his binoculars
out. "See?" He grinned.

"You're such a perv!" Josh grinned.

The taxi stopped in front of a row of shops and houses clustered along the
road and facing the beach. The house that they would be staying in was a
small, white bricked, single story one that was the second last from the
left. The cab driver helped them carry their large amount of luggage
inside. The house was small and cramped but also kind of cozy. Mary had
rented it several times before from a really famous actor who was one of
her clients at the talent agency that she worked for back in New York. It
had a small living room next to a kitchen, a bathroom, and two
bedrooms. One of the first things that the both of the boys noticed was
that there was no TV.

"Hey Mary? Where's the TV?"  Josh asked.

"There isn't one."

"Oh you've GOT to be kidding?" Mark cried out.

"If you want TV or telephone you can go next door to the cafe. You better
learn how to speak French, though because it's all Moroccan or Algerian
stations." She said. Both of the boys then groaned at the thought of no TV
for a month.

"OK, look guys, your room is that first one in the hallway there. Get your
suitcases in there and unloaded and then come back out into the living room
because we need to have a talk before you get unleashed upon this island."
Mary said as she pulled her two large wheeled suitcases towards the back
bedroom.. The boys then took their suitcases into the bedroom. Inside they
found a dresser with a chamber pot on it, a mirror, a small love seat, a
window facing the beach, and a big double bed.

"Oh Man! There's just one bed!" Mark cried out.

"Oh man, this sucks!" Josh said.

"OK, I say we do 'rock paper scissors' to see who gets the bed." Mark said.

"Well, it IS a double..." Josh said.

"Dude, I'm not sleeping in the same bed with you! That's totally gay!" Mark
said.

"What are you worried about? No one from school is here and we're thousands
of miles from home!"

"Rock, paper, scissors...Come on." Mark said as he held his fist out.  Josh
then held out his fist. They pumped three times, and Josh beat Mark's paper
with scissors.

"OK! Best two out of three!" Mark said. They repeated the process, and Josh
beat Mark's rock with paper. Mark gave an exasperated groan and shuffled
with his two suitcases over to the love seat. Josh's stomach sank a little
bit when he saw that Mark really meant to sleep on the couch. He had
actually been hoping that the room would have a double bed. In fact, the
whole reason that he had for inviting Mark on this trip revolved around
that.

It had all started during the school year. Mark was in the 8th grade and
Josh was in the 9th, so they didn't have any classes together. However,
they would often stand together outside of the building to wait for their
parents to pick them up. Eventually they became acquainted and he, his
brother David, and Mark would bullshit around while waiting for their
rides. At first, it was Mark's smile and his hair that started getting to
him, then he noticed that his braces drove him crazy, then it was his sense
of humor. By the time that January rolled around, Josh was totally in love
with Mark.

The fact that Josh was gay was a deep, dark secret, and he was determined
to keep it as such. He had known since he was six years old that he was
gay, but he had always been able to keep it completely hidden and under
control. However, the urges were starting to become painful and
overwhelming. What was worse, people were starting to openly wonder why
Josh didn't have a girlfriend yet. His Romanian maternal grandmother who
lived with them would say in her thick accent and loud voice that a young
man as handsome as Josh should have at least two girlfriends by now, and
would then try to be a matchmaker through the church they went to. Josh
would say that he was waiting for the right girl to come along, but the
truth was that he was completely not interested in girls one bit. As a
matter of fact, he found women to be physically repulsive. A pair of
breasts looked like human udders to him, and a vagina looked like an open
wound. Besides, all he could think about was Mark, all the time. He would
fantasize about having sex with him and giving him blowjobs. He had to use
all of his self control when he spoke to Mark to not start drooling all
over himself, or getting a hard on in his pants. The very sound of Mark's
voice would give him butterflies, and he would be overwhelmed with the urge
to kiss him. He had never felt so lustfully towards another person as he
did with Mark, and he was determined to at least see him naked.

When Josh was invited by his aunt back in early March to go on this trip
with her, Mark was the immediate person to pop into his head when he was
told that he could bring a guest. David was specifically not invited, as he
was a habitual disciplinary problem and could not be trusted to behave
responsibly on the island. Josh invited Mark, who initially declined, but
then eagerly accepted the invitation once Josh had told him about the nude
beaches. The only potential SNAFU was a delay with Mark in getting his
passport, but once the end of May rolled around, it arrived in his mailbox
and all systems were go.

"Let's change into our suits so that we can go right down to the beach once
your aunt is done giving us all the rules." Mark said.

"Sure!" Josh said as he pulled his speedo bathing suit out. Josh pulled a
bathing suit out of his suitcase that looked like a pair of shorts. To
Josh's disappointment, Mark went into the bathroom in the hallway to
change. Josh thought that maybe once Mark saw the nude beach, he would
loosen up a little. Once they were changed, they went into the living room
to meet with Aunt Mary.

"Guys, before you go out, I need to go over some things with you. First
off, I've been coming here since the 70's. It's a nice place and people are
friendly, but there have been muggings before. Be careful who you associate
with, and try not to go to far from the house if possible. Secondly, there
is no drinking age here..."

"Really?" Mark said, his eyes lighting up.

"...and I don't want you kids getting into any alcohol or anything like
that. U.S. rules apply with me when it comes to that. Same thing with
drugs, I won't have it."

"Oh man!" Mark groaned.

"I want you guys to behave yourself on the beaches. Don't be going crazy
over the nudes. Keep in my mind that the woman that you're ogling might be
someone's wife, and that he might not be too appreciative of the attention
that you're giving to her, got it?"

"Yes." The boys both said at once.

"If you need money, come to me and get some, but don't carry it around with
you. Go right to where you need to spend it, and don't stay out past
dark. There's bicycle rentals nearby, just try to be careful and not get
into any accidents."

"Yes" The boys both said.

"All right, well, have fun!"

The boys both got up and bolted out the door into the hot and dusty
sunshine. The cafe next door was buzzing with tourists crammed into tables
under the awning. They crossed the sunny street and began going down the
steps to the beach. An old, topless woman with saggy breasts and carrying a
towel and a bottled water was coming up the stairs past them.

"If there's no TV here and I'm allowed to drink, you can bet that I'm going
to drink!" Mark said.

"Don't piss her off, I'm serious." Josh said.

The boys stepped onto the rocky beach and immediately froze with their
mouths dropped wide open. The beach was filled with bronzed, naked
people. There were women sitting on towels, kids of various ages in the
water, a naked man walked past them with his dick flapping around. Two
naked women who looked like they were in their thirties came from the other
direction. The boys just stood and stared.

"Oh my God, do you see all these women?" Mark gasped.

"I sure do." Josh said, although it was the men and boys he was looking at.

"I can't believe this! Look! You can see that chicks pussy!" Mark said as
he pointed at a nude blond woman who was sunning herself nearby.

"Don't point, Mark! Geez!" Josh said as he grabbed Mark's arm and pushed it
down.

"Even the kids are nude." Mark said.

Josh then saw an opening. "Do you want to get nude too?"

"No way, Man!" Mark said.

"Come on, I'll be nude too, and so will everyone else." Josh said.

Mark looked around a little. "I don't know, I'm not ready, you know?"

Josh was actually glad Mark said no because he was starting to get a boner
in his speedos, which the ocean breeze was making visible by blowing his
white shirt upwards. He put his towel in front of himself. "Well, let's
walk around a little and check everything out." He said.

"Yeah!" Mark said with a wide eyed grin.

Josh and Mark kept to the rocky wall along the rear of the beach. They saw
sunbathing women, children frollicking, teenagers playing volleyball. Josh
was checking out all the nude males, some of who were extremely fit. He was
looking at all the different sizes and shapes of penises, and at how hairy
some of the men were. He was getting butterflies in his stomach and he felt
himself starting to drool. He also noted that all the men and boys were
uncircumcised. A clothed man was on the beach with a portable cart selling
ice cream cones, and several kids who looked between five and nine years
old were standing around and licking at their ice cream. Josh saw one
bronzed, long haired blond boy eating a cone who had a very large dick for
his age. A gaggle of nude teenaged girls with flapping breasts and hairy
vaginas came walking by, and Mark turned around to watch them as they
passed with saucer like eyes as a very obvious boner protruded in the front
of his bathing suit, which Josh gawked at wide eyed.

"Dude, we're the only ones who aren't naked. I feel ridiculous." Josh said.

"You're right, lets get out of here." Mark replied, which was not the
answer Josh was hoping for. "I'm going to bust a nut right here if I stay
around in this place."

The cliff wall they were walking against had made a left hand curve and was
right up against the water in somewhat of a rocky cove, so they decided to
turn around here. As they were turning around, Josh saw a boy on a rock in
the cove several yards away. The kid was standing on a rock naked with a
snorkling mask on his head. He looked their age, or close to it. He was a
little shorter than Mark. He was fit, had black hair, and a man sized dick
that stuck out a little bit with a very small amount of pubic hair over
it. The boy turned and made eye contact with Josh. Before Josh could turn
away, the boy smiled at him. He had a big toothy grin with a missing tooth
on the side, high, arched eyebrows, brown eyes and a young face with a nose
that hadn't become defined yet. The kid then put his snorkeling mask over
his face and dived into the water. Josh then reluctantly turned around and
walked back quickly to catch up with Mark. As they walked back, they
continued to feast their eyes on all the flesh around them. Once they were
back at the house, Mark quickly rushed into the bathroom, where he
furiously jerked off into the toilet. Josh yanked himself off in the corner
of the bedroom as he thought about that boy he saw in the cove, and the
boner in Mark's suit, and he felt relief only after he had spattered out
several thick ropes of hot, white cum onto the wall.

			     End of "Arrival"