Date: Mon, 07 Feb 2000 18:36:43 +1100
From: AJAY <mindmelded@hotmail.com>
Subject: Swedish Tradition

Warning: You know that if you are under the legal age of consent to read
such erotic material as this, or if you are offended by the subject
matter,you shouldn't be reading this, so DO NOT READ any further. This is a
Fictional story and any relation to any real person is purely coincidental,
yadda, yadda, yadda. Now kick back and Enjoy.

Swedish Tradition


I remember the very first time I was thinking about him. It wasn't nice
thoughts, because he was about to disrupt my life and turn everything
upside down, literally. Its hard to accept the fact that you're going to
share your room with a boarder when you've been used to having the place to
yourself for the last twelve years of your life. Its bad enough trying to
cram twelve years worth of your life's possessions into half the space, but
they go and put another bed in here as well and it just looked so, I dunno,
cramped. But I couldn't really complain. Sure I was about to share my room
with someone I've never even met before, but at least I got to share with
Adam where my sister had to share with Adam's mom. So I think I've got the
better deal here.

Adam's mom was an old acquaintance of my folks. They were Swedish and came
to live in our house with us for awhile, until the divorce settlement came
through. I'd seen his parents a few times over the years when they came to
visit but they never brought Adam with them. So the first time I laid eyes
on him was when he was standing in my doorway with his bags in hand. At
that moment, puberty hit me and sent a rush of hormones coursing through my
developing body and I was in lust. Adam was nearly three years older than I
was, and to my eyes he was the perfect specimen of manhood I had ever seen.
This dude was to be my roomie for the next couple of months. I couldn't ask
for better than that.

I didn't know how he'd take living with someone a few years younger than
him, but Adam didn't seem to mind it at all. In fact he seemed to enjoy
having a new friend around. As he unpacked his bags and put away his
things, we chatted like we'd been friends for years. The sound of his voice
and the cute way he pronounced some words had me in fits of laughter. He
was fairly tall and slim, had light brown hair, green eyes and some
freckles that made him look cute. His whole face seemed to light up when he
smiled and his laughter was infectious. After everything was packed away,
we sat on the bed and talked. He was very animated with his hands and he
seemed to like to touch you whenever he spoke. I liked that. I got to enjoy
his ruffling of my hair, hand on my shoulder, slap on my back, nudge in my
ribs, and tickle attacks whenever we joked around and I gave him a hard time.

On the first night of his arrival, I knew my world would never be the same
again. He came into our room just as I was getting ready for bed and sat
down on his bed. At first I was a little self-conscious about stripping off
in front of him but his smooth voice calmed all fears I had as I tried to
focus on what he was saying. I thought that the quicker I got changed, the
less time he'd have to see how skinny I was compared to him. I pulled my
shirt off and was trying to pry off my shoes with my feet at the same time
and fell sideways onto Adam's bed. He smiled and reached over placing his
hand on my bare stomach. With my mom being Taiwanese and my dad from
Hawaii, my olive complexion made his hand look fluorescent in comparison as
it lay there. But I liked the feel of it.

"You know Ry?" he smiled, "Maybe you shouldn't try to do so much at once.
I'm a guy just like you. You don't have anything that I haven't seen
before. You don't have to be shy around me."

"What were you looking at? Trying to get a perve were you?" I asked
playfully.

"Oh yeah." He replied smiling down at me.

I felt his eyes scanning all over my body as though he was seeing me for
the first time. I had on baggy basketball shorts that hid my erections as
I'd been getting a lot of them around Adam lately and I was glad I had them
on now. A smile crossed his lips as though he saw right through the shorts
and approved of my excited state. I felt self conscious of my young,
prepubescent body and wished I had hair and a more developed chest like
Adam. As time ticked by, I felt like a startled deer caught in the
headlights of an oncoming car, stunned motionless under Adam's intense
gaze. His hand made little circles on my stomach for a moment before he
broke the spell and let me up. He stood me back on my feet, ruffled my
hair, gave me a wink and then walked out, leaving me alone to finished
preparing for bed.

It seemed rather silly being self-conscious about getting undressed in
front of Adam when I knew that I'd be sharing a shower with him as well.
But after that first night when he touched my stomach, I knew that he liked
me as much as I liked him and I didn't mind sharing anything with him. I'd
always be sent to bed early, so I'd be snuggled up under the covers by the
time Adam came to bed. I'd pretend to be asleep when he came in and I'd
sneak peeks at him as he got undressed for bed. He'd always sleep naked,
and one time I asked him how come he didn't have any pyjamas. He told me it
was a Swedish tradition that he followed since Swedes had always been
liberated about their bodies, though I didn't know what that meant at the
time. He said not to tell his mom because she wouldn't approve of him
following those traditions any more. As if I'd tell anyone about this,
especially when it allowed me to see my friend naked every night  as well
as when we showered after dinner. It might have only been a quick glance
before the sheets covered him, but it was enough to fill my dreams with
visions of his naked manhood as I fell asleep.

Since I was the only guy around his age that he knew here, we'd always go
the park together and hang out. A lot of people thought we must have been
brothers or something because we got real close in a very short time, and
Adam was very protective of me. However one particular night, Adam gave me
a treat that that I swore I would never forget. He came in and stripped off
for bed as usual but instead of jumping under the sheet straight away like
he normally does, he came over to my bed looking down at me. Once more I
felt his green-eyed stare pin me to the bed and I could feel the warmth of
his body he stood so close. It took all my effort to keep my eyes closed so
as not to blow my cover of sleep. Then I felt his hand on my face. His
fingertips gently caressed my cheek and his fingers the combed through my
hair before resting at the side of my face. His touch sent tingles all
through me.

"I love you, Ryan." He whispered before moving back to his own bed.

His bed started squeaking and I took a chance to peek over at him to see
what he was doing. There he was spread out on his bed, slowing playing with
his dick. It was hard and erect and perfect like I always knew it would be.
My own little dick tented the bed as I watched Adam play with himself. I'd
heard about jerking off at school but this was the first time I'd actually
seen someone do it. His dick looked enormous when it was hard. His hands
went up and down that hard member with frightening speed. Then he moaned
and something shot out the head of his dick, hitting the headboard of the
bed behind him. It was white stuff and not pee, and a couple more shots
burst out of his dick hitting his chest and pooling on his stomach. He
reached under the bed, grabbed a rag hidden there and cleaned himself up
before turning over and going to sleep. My sex education had begun.

The next morning I was able to bring the subject up, and find out what it
was I saw Adam do. We'd talk about all kinds of stuff when we went to the
park and for some reason, I can't remember why, we got onto the subject of
"doing it" and dicks and stuff. Since he seemed quite open about it, as he
was with most everything, I asked Adam if he knew what that white stuff was
that came out of guy's dicks. I told him I'd seen it in a magazine and was
curious about it. I couldn't tell him I caught him doing it last night in
case he wouldn't do it in the room with me again. He then told me all about
ejaculation and said that when he jerked off, he would shoot a load and
that it felt great. I looked at him worriedly and told him that had never
happened to me yet.

"Don't worry," he winked, "it'll happen to you soon enough."

Later that afternoon we showered together like we usually did. It was my
favourite time of day besides Adam's bedtime. It was a small shower and our
bodies nearly touched no matter which way we moved, though I think
sometimes Adam's touch was deliberate. So we're standing there washing up
and then all of a sudden Adam nudges me.

"Ry, check this out."

I look at him and see his dick quickly expanding through his foreskin
making it taut until it breaks lose from the skin and the head peeps out.

"Hey, cool." I said, enjoying the show he was giving me. He sprays some
cold water on his hard-on and it goes down a bit.

"Touch it," he said giving me another nudge.

So I reached over and gently touched his penis. It had a warm feeling to it
and it gave me a chill. He leaned forward as he began to get erect again,
thrusting his boner into my hand. I took a firm hold of it, feeling it
expand, as I started to grow a boner of my own. He looked down at mine,
smirked a bit and we both laughed and finished our shower.


That evening Adam came into our room again just as I was getting ready for
bed and asked if I wanted to wrestle for a while for some fun. Being a
weekend the next day, we were allowed to stay up late. I readily agreed to
the game and he moved our bedding closer together making like a big double
bed as a mat area. We started in a huddle sort of position, even though I
knew I didn't have much of a chance of winning. It was an excuse to get to
touch his firm body, so I didn't care. One second I thought I could topple
him and the next I was being pinned on my back with him on top. I tried to
wiggle out but he slightly rotated his groin into mine sitting atop me
before leaning close to my ear and whispering "loser". Then he'd let me go
for the next round with him pinning me down again. We played a couple more
rounds before calling it quits.

We both quickly stripped out of our clothes and got into our respective
sides of the double bed, without pulling them apart again, and switched off
the light. I was in my briefs while Adam was naked under the covers. We
continued to chat for a bit until I started getting sleepy and then we said
goodnight to each other. I lay there for a while thinking about the day and
how good it felt when I wrapped my hand around Adam's penis in the shower.
It also felt pretty nice when he was sitting on top of me grinding his
groin into mine as we wrestled. They were nice thoughts and they made me
feel good all over as I started to doze off.

I was half-asleep when I felt Adam stirring beside me. Suddenly he slid a
foot up my thigh and into my briefs and began feeling around with it. At
first I was surprised but then I decided to just let him finish whatever it
was he was doing because it felt nice. Then a hand that continued to fondle
my package with his fingers replaced the foot. I began feeling things I'd
never felt at the hands of another dude. I was trying to be as erect as
possible but since I was kind of scared and still pretending to be asleep I
didn't get as hard as I could have. After a bit of more this, Adam withdrew
his hand from my briefs. I was disappointed that the hand was gone because
I was enjoying the feelings he gave me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw
him jacking off half under the covers, he moaned and then turned over and
dropped off to sleep. This was all just too much for me, as I was rather
aroused, and decided to follow suit by jacking off before falling asleep.

A few days after that night, my mom had to go on a trip and Adam came with
me to keep mom company. We stayed at this hotel for a few days that had
this massively wide bathtub for a few rooms to share. So when Adam and I
went in for a bath we decided it would be our private swimming pool. We
splashed around for a bit, and then you know that game you play in a the
water where people line up and one by one swim under everyone's legs and
come up at the other end of the line? Well, Adam said we should do that
even though there was just the two of us.

"Okay, I'll go first" I said since I was in the mood for some fun and
proceeded to swim under my buddy's legs.

Then it was his turn to swim between my legs. However instead of swimming
as close to the bottom when swimming through my legs, Adam went up as high
as he could, applying pressure to my cock and balls on the way through. At
first I thought I wasn't giving him enough space to get through so I spread
my legs a little wider. But the upward pressure only increased. His warm
back sliding slowly, against my gradually hardening cock. I began to enjoy
the thought of what he was doing. As his butt passed under my legs, I
rubbed it a bit with my hands and let out a slight moan. This was the first
time I'd ever done that, touching another dude's naked butt. It felt hard
and soft at the same time.

Adam came up with a grin on his face, turning to me and spreading his legs.
It was my turn to go under again and I decided to apply the same upward
pressure like Adam had done to me. Diving under, as I slipped slowly under
his teenage package I felt it go raging hard. Adding to my excitement, Adam
was also rubbing my back and what ever else he could reach as I swam
beneath him. With his crotch grazing my body and his hands fondling me, I
felt sensations like I'd never felt before. I wondered if that made me a
"homo" as we called them back then, but then I was feeling too good to
care. We continued this for a while, taking turns diving under each other
and feeling each other up as we swam before finishing our bath. I didn't
want it to end, but Adam said our skin was wrinkled from staying in the
water too long. Back in our room we started getting dressed.

"Ry, that was kind of kinky and sick. I don't think we should do that
anymore."

"Okay, Ads, if you say so. It's fine with me." I said even though I was sad
because I'd enjoyed it so much.

Then the next day as we prepared our bath, Adam asked me if I wanted to
swim under each other's legs again and I nearly jumped for joy. We repeated
what we did the day before. This time there was even more fondling in the
certain areas that would make our bodies twitch from excitement. However,
again as we were dryin' off Adam said the same thing as yesterday.

"You know that was kinda, gross. Let's stop it, Ry. Okay?"

I shrugged and nodded hoping he'd change his mind the next time we bathed.
Sure enough, twice more Adam suggested we "swim" for a bit during the next
two days. I remember the last day, my mom almost caught us and we flew
apart just as she walked in. Then we both made separate excuses about our
hard-ons and as she turned and left so we could get out and get dressed we
both laughed from all the tension. This ended kind of on the down side
because we were home again, leaving our private swimming pool behind.

A couple of nights after we got home, I was lying in bed thinking about how
hard Adam's dick was and how nice it felt when I fondled him as he swam
beneath me. He was sound asleep with just a sheet over him and his hard
dick was tenting the bedding. I stared at his sleeping body, fighting the
urge to go over and touch him. My urge to see his boner won. I scrambled
over beside his bed and pulled down the sheet revealing his chest. I put my
hand on his chest and felt the firmness of his pectorals and rubbed his
nipples until they were hard and erect. Then I moved down to his ab
muscles, feeling them move as he slept. With one hand on his stomach, I
gently placed my other hand on his bulging dick. Even with a sheet between
us, it felt hot, hard and horny. I looked into his sleeping face to see if
he was awake, but it looked like he was in a deep sleep.

Taking away my hands, I grabbed the sheet and moved it off his body so that
he was lying there naked before me. I marvelled at the hair of his groin
and combed it with my fingers, enjoying their coarseness. I couldn't resist
touching his dick any further. I wrapped my fingers around that hard shaft
and felt all around it. Then I pulled it away from his body with one hand
while feeling all around the head with my other hand. I started fondling
his cock watching it grow to its full hardness. I was in awe as it slowly
stretched the skin covering it, which I thought was sexy for some reason,
and then when the head came out leaking precum like a spitting cobra. There
was this nice smell about it that made me want to taste it. I don't know
why I was so bold then but I leaned over and touched it with my lips.
Though this was rather new to me, the aroma was making my head swirl as if
it was intoxicating me.

I leaned down again and took his dick in my mouth. I wanted to taste all of
him. I wanted to feel that hard dick bulging my throat. I moved my mouth up
and down over his dick, causing the bedding to squeak, but I no longer
cared. His breathing was getting heavier as I continued to blow him. A
panting sigh came from him and I knew he was almost there. I looked up at
his face and his eyes were wide open. I was in shock that he was awake and
I pulled my mouth off his cock with a popping sound and a slap as it hit
his stomach.

"Ry, I should tell you to back off and cut it out because you're the one
that got me into liking this. But you're a great cocksucker dude, and a
real good friend. I don't care if we don't ever try and do this again, but
I'd really like it if you finished what you stared."

It was an invitation he didn't have to make twice and I hungrily went down
on my friend again, feeling his boner pumping my face. Before he could
shoot that load down my throat, he moved around and took me in his mouth.
We were in a classic 69 position and enjoying the taste and feel of dicks
in our mouths, and the thrill of getting off a friend. He moaned with my
dick in his mouth and his legs separated slightly as his hips pushed his
cock all the way down my throat. His arched as he erupted down my throat.
It was all too much for me and his climax set off my own and I shot the
biggest load of my life down my Adam's throat so that some spilled from the
corners of his mouth. It wasn't as milky as his, but what it lacked in
quality, it made up for in quantity. I knew in that moment, I would do
anything for Adam. He grabbed his rag and cleaned us both up, pulled me
into bed with him and we fell asleep in each other's arms.


This was our new sleeping arrangement and we never wanted it to end. Sadly,
his mom got news from Sweden and they had to move back there about two
weeks later. Our parting was awkward and our friendship died on the waters
that separated us. But I'll never forget the good times we had, and
secretly desire to be reunited with my Adam once more.


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