Date: Fri, 14 Oct 2011 17:47:29 -0700
From: Ian Bridge <about.a.boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Boy From Sweden part 12
Readers Warning; The following story contains elements of sexual play
between young boys. If the subject matter offends you, or is not to your
taste, or if you are a minor under the age of eighteen; then you should not
read any further.
Story Written and Posted by
This Boys Life
*This story centers around two Swedish boys Bo and Jan, who are twelve and
thirteen respectively; and their new friend from America, Erik who is
seventeen.
In the last Chapter; The big Criterium Bike Race took place, with both
Bo and Jan doing surprisingly well. After the excitement of the race, the
boys went back to Jan's house. With his is parents, gone for the weekend,
they had arranged for Erik to 'baby sit' the three boys, and two of their
friends from the cycling team. The afternoon was spent swimming, and
'playing' in the pool. Now, after showering, the boys headed into the
sauna, to relax tired muscles from the race. Jan's younger brother Mikael,
and Kinney, a twelve year old from the cycling team; timidly 'explored'
each other in the shower, and were now heading into the sauna. We start
with the last paragraph of chapter eleven...
The Boy From Sweden
Part Twelve
*With one last squeeze, Kinney let go of the younger boy's cocklet, and
then pulled his free as well. "Did you like it?" Mikael asked. Kinney
could only nod in answer. "Cool. Let's go get in the sauna with the other
boys."
"What? Right now? I have a hard on." Kinney said.
"So! Just wrap a towel around you; no one will know. Besides, I don't
think yours will be the only boner in there..." Mikael smiled slyly.
"Huh? What does that mean?" He asked. But Mikael only grinned at him,
as he opened the door and walked into the sauna.
Kinney stood there for a moment, and then he tightly wrapped a towel
around his waist, trying to conceal his still stiff boy part. The twelve
year old was feeling excited curiosity, and apprehension at the same time.
Gathering his nerve though, he pulled open the cedar door of the sauna
and walked inside; where he glanced around the small enclosure. There were
wooden benches lining each of the walls, at various heights; and little
Kinney, Jan's ten year old brother was just settling in on the upper bench
to his right.
Along the back wall, Stefan was sitting on his towel on the lower bench,
with his eyes closed and leaning back against the warm cedar wall. Jan was
lying stretched out on his back, on the same bench. He turned to see Bo
and Erik were on the upper bench on the left side. Erik was sitting, and
Bo was laying next to him, with his head resting lightly on Erik's leg.
"Come up here with me.." Mikael called down to him. Kinney glanced
around the small room once, then stepping up on the lower bench, still
holding his towel around himself, he hopped up alongside the younger boy.
Mikael smiled briefly at him as Kinney sat there with his legs dangling off
the bench, and his hands folded protectively in his lap.
Kinney slowly gazed around the sauna again, looking in turn at each of
the other naked boys. Below him, Jan continued to lie comfortably on his
back; with his eyes closed, and his flaccid boy stick rested loosely on his
right thigh.
Little Kinney looked away and blushed; hoping that no one had noticed
him looking at Jan's privates. Still though, curiosity brought his eyes
quickly back again. He seemed to be interested in the small incoming patch
of light pubes.
He glanced at Stefan who was still sitting, but leaning back on the
wall; and his eyes found Stefan's private area as well, which were also
topped by a small patch of soft brown hairs. Kinney swallowed nervously.
Absently, he reached under the top edge of his towel, and ran his finger
across his own, bare pubic mound; wondering when he might get some sprouts
there like the other boys. He looked across the sauna at Erik, who sat on
the top bench directly across from him.
Erik had the most pubes of course, being the oldest boy there. Still,
it was only a moderately tight patch of fluffy brown; and Kinney really
liked the way it looked. He glanced up at Erik, and was surprised to see
the other boy was looking in his direction. He blushed, wondering if the
older boy had seen him peeking at his stuff; but Erik only smiled a warm
relaxed grin.
Kinney looked down again for a moment; his hands still in his lap
covering a stiffy that wouldn't go away. Shyly he peeked back up at Erik
again, who had his eyes closed now. Bo's head was still resting lightly on
his thigh, and Erik's hand was meandering softly in small circles as he
gently rubbed Bo's bare chest.
It seemed curious to Kinney; this contact between the other two boys.
It seemed, well, naughty to him somehow. But at the same time amazingly
tender, and inviting. He smiled slightly to himself; and he began to wish
that he was the one who was lying there with Erik.
His gaze shifted more to Bo; who seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the
soft subtle stroking from the other boy. He looked so comfortable with his
head casually on Erik's thigh; and as Kinney looked him over, he noticed
that Bo's pubescent appendage was standing up solidly, pointing toward his
belly. Kinney blushed again, as he looked with naughty indulgence at what
was happening just feet away from him.
He looked away again; not knowing how he should be feeling about it.
Kinney felt a warmth against his shoulder. He glanced to his right, to see
that Mikael had leaned into him a bit, and their shoulders were touching.
"Looks cool huh..?" Mikael whispered quietly to him, as he indicated
Erik and Bo on the opposite bench. Kinney glanced quickly back across at
the other two boys; then down again into his own lap. "Told you... Yours
wouldn't be the only boner in here." little Mikael grinned.
Kinney swallowed, still feeling a little embarrassed. He knew that
Mikael was still looking at him; and now, not only were their shoulders
touching, but Mikael was softly rubbing the bottom of his bare foot softly
across the top of Kinney's. He wondered if it was innocent contact, or a
suggestive invitation.
Below them, Jan rolled over onto his stomach, lying on top of his towel.
The warmth of the sauna was causing all the boys to be covered in a fine
sheen of sweat now. "Will some one give me a rub?" Jan asked to no one in
particular.
"Om jag får en också!" (If I get one too!) Stefan replied, reverting
back to Swedish.
"Ja naturligtvis..." (Yes, of course) Jan prompted. The other boy
slowly got up off the bench, and looked around as he stood near Jan. There
were some thin, cut, birch tree branches with the leaves still on them in a
little hopper near the door; and Stefan pulled out a small one, and stood
over Jan. With gentle swipes, he began softly swatting Jan's naked body
with the damp warm leaves.
Erik looked on with interest, a bit confused at the sight. "Uhh, so
what's that about?" He asked. Bo glanced upward at him.
"It's kind of a custom. It's supposed to get your circulation going,
and clean the skin and stuff." Bo explained.
"Really? Seems kind of barbaric to me..." Erik joked, as he watched.
Jan's skin seemed to flush a bit from it; so Stefan put the branch down,
and then stooping over Jan, be began massaging the other boy's shoulders
and upper back. Jan moaned appreciatively at the soothing rub.
"Do me too..." Bo requested, as he tilted his head back again, and
looked at Erik.
"Uhh... Do you mean massage, or..." Erik teased, as he slid his hand
closer towards Bo's mid section. Bo laughed and swatted playfully at his
hand.
"I mean massage." He answered. "At least for now." he added as an
afterthought.
"Turn around then." Erik directed, as he changed his position on the
bench. Bo shifted himself around, and scootched up alongside him. Since
they were on the bench, Erik straddled him, kneeling across his thighs.
Erik leaned forward, and began a firm massage of the boy's wet back.
His fingers kneaded the warm soft flesh, enjoying the skin to skin contact.
Downward, his thumbs swirled into Bo's naked flesh along his spine; down
over his firm white buttocks. He rubbed there, and taking Bo's hips into
his hands, he pulled upward slowly, sensually.
Bo sighed pleasantly as Erik's hands pushed his hips back down into the
towel beneath him; grinding his stiffened tube into the padding of the
cloth. Erik smiled, and slid his hands forward again; sliding them up Bo's
moist, sweat lubricated back.
Across the small sauna, Kinney looked on, fascinated by the sensual
nature of what he was watching. Still wrapped behind the towel, his own
young prick remained interestingly erect. Suddenly he became aware of
Jan's little brother, who was still leaning shoulder to shoulder with him.
He glanced over, to see the younger boy was squeezing his own little
erection.
Kinney blushed again, when Mikael looked at him. "What... What are you
doing?" He asked in hushed tones.
"Enjoying the show..." Mikael answered back honestly. Kinney glanced
back at the other boys. Stefan was still standing over Jan, massaging his
thighs now; and the look on Jan's face was one of contentment, as his young
hips were being rocked gently from side to side.
He gazed up at Bo and Erik, and he swallowed as he watched Erik's
fingers dip in between Bo's rounded cheeks, in soft circular motions that
made Bo moan delightedly. Kinney's face was totally red with
embarrassment. His hands were actually shaking a little as he watched the
erotic rubdown.
"Whoa.. He's rubbing inside his butt cheeks..." Kinney breathed, half
aloud to himself; partially confused, and partially in interested awe. He
suddenly noticed now, that he was softly squeezing his own stiff prick
without even realizing it.
He swallowed, and blinked his eyes rapidly, as if coming out of a
stupor. He could feel the soft motion of Mikael now, as the other boy was
gently playing with himself; their shoulders and feet still touching.
"Whoa..." Kinney breathed again. "Jag måste pissa..." (I gotta pee.)
Clutching the towel around him, Kinney scooted off the upper bench, and
hopped onto the warm floor of the sauna. He padded quickly out of the
sauna into the cooler air of the outer room; and then stepped into the
bathroom.
Standing at the toilet, he pulled the towel up to access himself. He
stood there trying to get his stiff little pickle to cooperate; but it
simply wouldn't respond, nor relax. There was a slight noise behind him.
"Hey, everything ok?" Mikael asked as he stepped through the door.
"Uh... Ya. I just gotta pee is all." Kinney replied, as he stood there
doing nothing. He peeked back over his shoulder at the younger boy, who
stood there with an odd grin on his face.
"It's hard to pee with a boner, huh..?" Mikael said, matter of factly.
He boldly stepped forward, and shouldered in alongside Kinney at the
toilet. They both stood there looking at each other for a moment. Mikael
looked down at the other boy's stiff member for a moment. "Come on..." he
suggested.
Mikael turned and walked out into the pool house, where he stood and
waited a moment, until Kinney joined him. "Come on then." He smiled.
Kinney followed the ten year old out across the pool deck and into the main
house. The boys stopped in the kitchen for a moment to grab a soda, and
then Mikael took hold of his hand and led him up the hardwood stairs to his
room.
"What are we doing?" Kinney asked curiously, as Mikael closed the door
behind them.
"Vill spela?" (Want to play?) Mikael asked him.
"Vad..?" (What?) "What kind of play?" Kinney asked suspiciously.
"Du Vet..." (You know.) Mikael smiled sheepishly at him. Kinney blushed
again, and then the younger boy walked across the room, and jumped up onto
his bed; standing there, still naked, he began to hop up and down on it
like it was a trampoline.
"Come on..." Mikael invited, as the other boy looked at him
suspiciously, if not a little intrigued. Finally Kinney walked over and
hopped up on the queen size bed. With the towel still around his waist, he
began jumping up and down with Mikael. The younger boy giggled a little
bit.
"You don't need that." Mikael said, as he pointed at the towel around
the other boy's waist. They continued to hop. Kinney considered it for a
moment, and then letting go of the towel, he let it fall onto the springy
bed.
The boy's bounced in unison for a moment, and then to steady themselves
they reached out and took each others hands, lacing their fingers together.
After a dozen or more bounces they stopped hopping, and stood face to face
looking at each other.
Mikael reached out boldly, curiously, and gently took Kinney's semi hard
boy tube into his fingers. Kinney shivered again at the touch, and with
just a resolute grin, and little hesitation he returned the gesture;
fondling the younger boy's package in his fingers.
The boy's smiled timidly as they fingered one another, then, playfully
peeled back each other's foreskins. "Yours is kinda red. Like my
brother's." Mikael remarked of the other boy's glans.
"Yours is kind of pink... Pinky red..." Kinney laughed as he rubbed his
finger over the younger boy's pee slit. Both boys were fully erect now,
and both smiled sheepishly at this naughty, but pleasurable exploration.
"Have you... Have you ever, you know, kissed anyone?" Kinney asked,
awkwardly.
"My mom and dad." Mikael replied. "And..." A long pause.
"And who?" Kinney begged.
"Uhh.... My brother." The youngster said, and he seemed to blush a
little.
"Really? Well, he's your brother right, so that's not weird." Kinney
assured him, as they stood closely together on the bed.
"Sooo.... Have you kissed anyone then?" Mikael asked curiously in
return.
"Well, ya... You know, my parents and stuff. And, there was this
girl... Uhh, in school. I kissed her once."
"Did you like it?" Mikael asked quickly.
"It was okay I guess." he giggled softly. The boys looked at each other
quietly for a moment. There was little doubt in either of their minds
where this was leading. Kinney's young penis twitched against him.
"Sooo, you wanna?" Mikael asked quietly.
"I guess. I mean, if you want to?!" Came the innocent reply. They
stood timidly for a moment. The gap between them wavering a bit. Then in
the same instant they leaned toward each other. Their noses bumped, and
they froze a moment, each awkwardly working out the details in his own
head.
The gap closed, and blindly innocent lips met for a brief touch before
pulling apart. "That... That was ok." Kinney whispered, and timidly they
closed together again. The contact was longer this time, and a little
wetter. Both boy's giggled a bit.
"Open your mouth a little." Mikael suggested. "That's the way me and my
brother kissed." Kinney pulled back a little, eyes wide.
"No shit?" He breathed; a little surprised. Mikael nodded at him, and
the two boy's slowly leaned together again; this time with parted lips.
Boys aren't stupid; they know things, even if they haven't experienced
them. It was only a few heartbeats, but first one boy's tongue, and then
the other, met in a brief touch at center stage. Kinney's tongue pressed
forward then, inquisitively into Mikael's mouth making wet contact. He
quickly pulled it back; but Mikael's tongue followed it back into Kinney's
mouth.
The boys giggled as they exchanged a little spit; and breathing
excitedly the oral exploration continued. Kinney could feel his young
shaft twitch a time or two; and suddenly he began to feel all happy
inside...
Meanwhile, out in the sauna, the other two sets of boys continued their
relaxing massage. Though Jan and Stefan had no sexual intentions, (only
because Jan wasn't sure if Stefan was into boy play) that didn't prevent
them from boning up under each other's soft rubbing and skin contact.
Stefan was semi hard when he finished giving Jan a once over; and when
Jan rolled off the bench for his turn, his wanker was standing up firmly
against his tummy. "Dude..." Stefan called out, and he snickered when he
saw it.
"Oh ya, like you're all innocent, sausage boy." Jan teased, as he
reached over and tweaked the other boy's half staff. Both boys grinned and
chuckled. Stefan took his turn, lying on the bench; and he had to reach
beneath himself to find a comfortable position for his semi hard 'sausage'
to rest. Jan stood over him now, having picked up the droopy birch branch.
He swatted Stefan lightly, if not teasingly on the butt with it.
After several minutes, he tossed the branch aside and stooped over his
cycling team mate, and wrapped his hands over his trap muscles, near his
neck. He began a firm back rub, which the other boy clearly was enjoying.
Above them on the upper bench, Bo had just rolled over onto his back.
His whole body was dripping sweat from the humidity of the sauna. Equally
soaked, Erik took one of Bo's wet feet tenderly into his hands, and began
rubbing him.
As before, he massaged deeply into the other boy's damp skin; sensually
touching every square inch of Bo's incredible boy body, as he slowly worked
his warm hands up Bo's long firm legs. He took his time, as he could feel
that Bo's thighs were still very tight from the grueling bike race earlier
in the day.
The youngster appreciated the careful and thorough attention; and with
his hands back under his head for a pillow; he watched Erik almost lovingly
caress his tired leg muscles. Bo smiled up at him and closed his eyes for
a moment to enjoy the rubdown.
After a few minutes, Jan was finishing his own massage on Stefan. He
glanced up at Bo and Erik, and he could tell they were starting to get
frisky with each other. With a sly smile, he looked down at Stefan, and
swatted him on the butt.
"Come on." He said. "Lets go out to the pool. This heat in here is
draining me." With that, he and Stefan headed out of the Sauna, and
quickly rinsed off in the shower. They made their way back outside to
lounge by the pool. Jan looked around suddenly remembering, and wondering
where his little brother and Kinney had gotten off to.
A knowing smile crossed his lips, and he shook his head. "Det lilla
hornen hund..." He thought. (That little horn dog...) He shook his head
and laughed.
Inside the Sauna, Erik's massage had reached a critical juncture. That
being Bo's crotch. He stopped and smiled, then leaned down and stuck his
wet sweaty face in Bo's business. He nuzzled around wetly, rubbing his
nose and lips over the youngsters expanding, moist tube.
"Mmmm..." Bo moaned. "That's sooo nice." He moved his fingers through
Erik's hair, as Erik continued his tender boy plunder, nuzzling and kissing
at the erotic package. Bo was hot, and totally damp with perspiration, and
Erik licked it off his young nuts, and spongy hard length.
Bo raised his hips with each lick, drawn to the sensual touch of Erik's
tongue; and then Erik sucked him in, taking Bo's turgid tool into his
mouth. He sucked slowly at it, tracing his tongue around the ridge of his
young friend's glans. Erik savored the boy flavored sweat in his mouth,
and he could taste the sticky sweet of pre cum starting to leak out, as he
stimulated Bo's young tube steak. He pulled off of the boy's penis,
leaving a thin threadlike sticky strand dangling off his lip.
Looking up into Bo's soft blue eyes, he longed for him. Erik moved
forward, lying his wet body on top of Bo; their hot, sweat soaked skin
mingled and sealed together. Their lips came together like soft boy
magnets as their tongues sought to taste each other.
"Mmmmfff...." Bo's muffled moan, as he sucked Erik's tongue.. Their
hard young bodies slid together, lubricated by their pure lust for each
other. They ground against one another; stimulation charging electrically
between them. "Mmm... Mm..."
The boys managed to roll over, and Bo was on top now, laying between
Erik's thighs; dick to dick, stomach to stomach, chest against heaving
chest. Bo's young pelvis instinctively began humping up and down into him.
His young white butt cheeks bouncing with urgency as his penis dripped
pre-love onto Erik's soft pubic mound.
They hungered for each other; horny hands and arms coiled around one
another, searching and feeling blindly for any purchase. Bo's hips
continued to thrum up and down... "Mmmm... Oh, ohhhh god...." Erik moaned
as his insides burned with lustful madness.
Erik could feel himself building up, and his hands trained on Bo's hips,
encouraging his thrusts. Bo's tight little butt cheeks continued to bounce
up and down in syncopated rhythm; his balls slapping gently against Erik's
with each downward thrust. Both boys moaned with pleasure under the
intense humping barrage.
"Knulla... (fuck) Ohhh, shit...." Bo managed to pant through clenched
teeth. His young insides tensed, and seized. He could feel the burning
sauce pouring up his urethra as his hips continued to pound against Erik;
and then...
A gusher of heated boy seed ejaculated forcefully out of him. Another
soupy spurt, and another... His loins were gripped in ecstasy as the
spasms continued to spit out his sticky goo. His young pucker was clenched
in a vice like grip, and now his hips slapped into pools of his own boy
cream.
Erik had experienced it all. The hot juices that Bo had erupted onto
his pubes and skin. It was so erotic that the two boys had connected as
one. Triggered by the squishy wet thrusts of Bo's cock; Erik moaned and
lost his load. "Ahhhh.... AAHHH..." Cum squirted from him in staccato
pulses, to join and mix with the sticky mess already pooled between them.
His eyes were squeezed tight and his boy pole throbbed relentlessly.
He shuddered violently and then some unseen force seemed to pull the
plug, and he went limp, as he sucked for breath. The heat of the boy on
top of him, enveloped and blended with his own. Erik could feel the
runaway pounding beat of Bo's heart, thumping against his own chest.
The boys could only lay there weakly, wrapped in each other; as their
breathing slowly returned to normal. Bo lifted his sweat covered face from
Erik's neck. They looked at each other, and shared a long wet kiss.
"Are we... Are we still alive..?" Erik asked.
"I know..." Bo whimpered. "That was... Infuckingcredible..." He grinned
weakly and Erik kissed him again, and idly stroked Bo's back with tender
care.
After a few more minutes tender soft kisses, Bo slowly pushed himself up
off of Erik. Multiple threads of sticky mess were strung between them.
"Whoa..." He laughed at the strings of boy cheese.
Erik reached out with a smile, and ran his hands through the glistening
drippings on Bo's abdomen. He slid his palms upward, and rubbed it all
over Bo's young chest and boyish nipples. They laughed, as Bo returned the
favor; and then they licked and sucked playfully at each other's fingers.
Finally they pulled themselves off the bench, and walked out to the
showers, where they stood together under one shower head; tenderly,
lovingly washing each other clean. Somewhere, outside they could hear Jan
and Stefan splashing in the pool. But they paid it no mind.
Upstairs in Mikael's bedroom, the other two boys had continued their own
experimentation. Their innocent first time explorations led them to new
found delights at every turn. From the first taste of another probing
tongue, to a sensual search of each others now awakened bodies.
Kinney sucked at the other boy's nipples. Lapping at them like a young
pup at it's mothers teat; and Mikael squealed delightedly at the new
pleasurable feelings. Eventually they had spun around into a makeshift
sixty nine position, each wanting to explore close up, what till now had
always been at arms length.
Closely, innocently they examined each other's tidbits. Kinney marveled
at the other boys parchment thin foreskin; the tiny veins and soft
flexibility of it as he moved it back and forth in his fingers.
He sniffed at it; even ventured his tongue out to touch it softly. His
fingers searched the ten year olds srcotum, and played over Mikael's
tender, grape size testies. He leaned in closely to sniff the young
burgeoning nuts.
On the other end of things, Mikael was engaged in the same somewhat
timid exploration; as he pulled at, sniffed, and licked everything of
interest. Softly touching the other boys glans, he spread the boy's piss
slit. There was a clear wetness there, but not piss. It seemed thicker
somehow. His tongue poked at the opening to test it. Oddly sweet on his
young tongue.
"Mmm..." he whispered, more to himself than to Kinney. He looked
closely at the soft skin of Kinney's pubic mound, just above his wiener.
"Whoa... You have some little blond hairs here..." He said aloud.
"Really?" Kinney said excitedly; pleased at the prospect of incoming
pubes.
"Ya. They're like really soft." Mikael responded, as he rubbed them
lightly with his fingertip. "So cool..." And then, because he was licking
everything else, he ran his tongue over them as well.
"Hhh, hu." Kinney giggled at the soft wet touch. They continued their
inquisition of each other, eventually making their way around to each
other's backside. Each boy examined the others tight pink pucker.
Kinney, not at all sure about it, timidly sniffed near Mikael's little
hole. He was surprised to find that it wasn't really unpleasant. It was
musky, boy like. With a finger, he touched at it, and he giggled again
when it seemed to clamp tightly shut at his touch.
Licking his finger a little, he rubbed it over the other boy's opening,
and wiggled it there. Mikael lifted his little rump in response. "Stick
it in further..." He requested in whispered tones. Kinney licked his
finger again, and then gently pressed it inward, into the squishy warmth.
Both boys were intrigued by this new sensation. "Do mine now." Kinney
requested, as he pulled his finger free. The boys shifted positions, and
Mikael made the same quest. After an inquisitive sniff or two, and being a
little more adventurous; he touched the tip of his tongue on Kinney's
rosebud.
Satisfied, he suckled his finger until it was sufficiently lubricated,
and then he probed Kinney's opening for awhile. With both boy's
sufficiently aroused, and their inquisitive nature temporarily satiated,
they smiled at each other.
"Vill du jerk varandra?" (Wanna jack each other?) Kinney suggested.
"Oranera!" (Masturbate!) Mikael smiled. "Ja, tack..." (Yes, please...)
The boy's shifted around till their naked bodies were once again in sort of
a sixty nine position. They eagerly took each others stiff pecker into
their fingers and began pumping away. Within a few minutes there was a
chorus of soft moans eminating from the room.
Jan meanwhile, had come into the house to grab some more Pepsi's for
everyone. Out of curiosity though, he stopped and padded softly up the
stairs and down the hall; stopping just outside his brother's bedroom door.
He leaned in close with his ear to the panel, and he could hear soft
moans, and an occasional giggle. He smiled to himself and let curiosity
get the best of him. Carefully he twisted the door handle, and pushed it
open a few inches.
"Oh man..." he breathed to himself. His little brother, and shy little
Kinney were jerking each other into a wild frenzy; both of them writhing,
and twitching about there on Mikael's bed.
In truth, he was pleasantly surprised to see his little brother going at
it like that. He smiled wistfully, and then he had the sudden urge to go
in and join in with them. He knew that Kinney was shy though, and the
sudden intrusion would surely embarrass him, or even freak him out.
Jan reached down and fingered his own boy length, which was beginning to
plump a bit. "That sucks." He whispered out loud to himself. "Everyone's
getting to play, but me..."
"We can change that..." Said a quiet whisper from behind him.
Surprised, Jan turned to see Stefan standing right behind him, looking over
his shoulder at the boys beyond the door.
"Uhh... Wha...?" Jan was embarrassed that he had been peeking in at his
brother, and pulling the door shut, he turned to look at Stefan. "I, uhh,
was just checking in on my brother." He muttered.
"And that gave you a hard on!?" Stefan remarked with a smile, as he
reached out and squeezed Jan's stiff boy pickle. "So, I was thinking you
weren't into doing stuff like this; but, I guess you are." Stefan remarked,
or, was it a question. Jan looked at the other boy with a crooked grin.
"Come on..." He said. The two boys walked across the hall and into
Jan's bedroom. They had jerked off a few times together in the past,
months and months ago, before either of them could cum. But neither of
them had the nerve to take it any further, so things kind of died on the
vine back then.
The boys hopped up on the bed, lying naked on their sides and facing one
another. They looked at each other now and chuckled. "Member the last
times when we jerked off together last winter?" Jan asked.
"Ja... But then the next time I came over, we never did anything more.
So I figured you didn't really want to." Stefan told him.
"Hmm... That's cause my little brother kept hangin around with us that
night. Trying to sneak in and stuff. I didn't want him to catch us, and I
was afraid we'd get caught."
"Ya..." Stefan laughed. "And look at him now... He's a little
pervert." Both boys cracked up at that.
"So, I guess you can cum now, huh?" Jan prompted.
"Ja... You can too, right?"
"Duh... Like a horse." Jan said, and both boys laughed again.
"Sooo.... You wanna, like, jerk off again, orrrrrrr....." Stefan
searched hopefully.
"Det är gamla skolan." (That is old school.) Jan grinned. "Do you
really, really wanna mess around?"
"Uh huh... So, like what?" Stefan said curiously, "You want to,
maybe... Like, suck each others dick's or something?" Jan smiled his
crooked grin again, nodding. "Are you serious..?" Stefan said, wide eyed,
as Jan continued to smile, and nod his head.
The boys looked at each other for a moment, and then looking down at
Jan's hard tool, Stefan grinned. "Saddle up, and let's ride that bitch..."
He joked. The boys quickly jockeyed around for position, and finally with
Jan lying on his back; Stefan straddled him.
Jan looked up to see Stefan's young balls, hanging loosely over his
face. He raised his head, and wetly licked at one of the smooth danglers.
Stefan went right to work as well, licking down the underside of Jan's
stiff pole. He reached out and lifted the rigid tool away from Jan's
belly. In excited anticipation, he slid his mouth wetly over it; and with
that, the boys were off...
Back in Mikael's room, the two youngsters were about to reach a highly
charged conclusion. Little Mikael's body twitched and tensed as Kinney
sped up his stroking. "Uhh, uhhh..." The younger boy moaned in his
youthful soprano voice. His face was scrunched up almost comically as his
dry orgasm overtook him.
Mikael's thin tube began to throb and pulse. Like a dry heave, his
sweet little body seemed to convulse expectantly. Meaningless contractions
of pleasure flowed through his dry little faucet. He shook, and shivered
until his young body finally released him into a bundle of relaxed joy.
Mikael lay there panting. He had stopped jacking his friend, so Kinney
bumped his hand out of the way, and immediately continued stroking himself;
not wanting to loose the feelings that had been building within him.
Kinney's hips bounced erratically on the bed, as his body began to
writhe and tingle. His lean legs twitched out, and his toes spread and
wiggled. His young companion looked over at him with excited eyes. Mikael
moved in and quickly took charge of things, replacing Kinney's hand again
with his own.
He stroked rapidly; and looking closely, he again saw the wetness on
Kinney's reddish tip. Without slowing his hand, Mikael lowered his face,
and licked the clear residue form the other boy's heated prick, as it
bounced into his tongue.
"Ohhh... Ohh, ohhhhh..." Kinney squealed, and his hips levitated from
the bed like some kind of magic trick... His head flipped from side to
side. "I'm gonna.... Gonna cum..." He hissed. Suddenly a shot of clear
liquid fired out of his tingling tube, spattering over his chest. Another
thin squirt of watery juice; and then several clear wet dribbles rolled
from his red slit as it throbbed.
Mikael watched it with excited pleasure, and his own young member
twitched against his naked pubic flesh. Excited, he leaned forward with
his tongue, and pressed it onto Kinney's slit, searching for more of the
clear tasty honey. Kinney body shivered, and relaxed on the bed; he was
nearly crying with pleasure. "I came..." He panted happily as he looked
down at the wet drops spattered on his torso. "I really did it this
time..."
Mikael nodded, and crawled up alongside his companion. The boys
snuggled together, bonded by their tender little secret.
Half an hour later, all the boys were gathered back in the kitchen,
eagerly munching on the snacks that were set out. It was getting late, and
Stefan had called his mom, to have her come and pick Kinney and him up;
though both boys wished that they could stay the night.
Reluctantly, the boys pulled on some shorts. Even shy little Kinney,
who was now enjoying his new found confidence and comfort with his own
body. He was actually the last one to get dressed.
A short time later they heard a car horn, honk twice out front. The
boys all made their way to the front door. Stefan and Kinney thanked Erik
and the other boys for the fun afternoon, and with a few knowing glances at
each other's respective playmates, the two boys hopped in the car.
The other boys went back into the house, and after cleaning up a bit,
they finally settled in comfortably on several couches in the living room;
where they started a DVD on the large flat screen.
Jan and Bo sprawled out near each other, and as the movie was starting,
Jan leaned over and whispered something to Bo's ear. "No shit..?" Bo
breathed softly. A smile crossed his face, and he turned to glance at
Mikael. Then he whispered something back to Jan, and both boys giggled
quietly.
Mikael gave them an odd look, as both boys grinned knowingly at him. He
blushed suddenly, as if he knew exactly what they were thinking.
Embarrassed, Mikael hopped off the couch, and went into the kitchen to
pout.
A moment later, Jan walked in and stood next to him at the counter.
Mikael looked at him, expecting his brother to tease him or something; but
he was surprised when Jan suddenly gave him a warm brotherly hug. He
looked up at his brother, suspicious and a bit confused. Jan smiled at
him.
"It's cool little brother. I'm glad you had fun with Kinney."
"So... You really do know what we did then?" Mikael questioned. Jan
nodded at him with a little smile.
"You're a little horn dog..." Jan laughed.
"You are..." His brother smiled back. And with that, Jan kissed him
tenderly on the forehead.
They walked back in and joined the other boys in the living room. The
brothers sat together in a nice cozy armchair. They started watching the
movie, but the long hard day quickly caught up with both Bo and Jan. Both
had fallen asleep within a half an hour. Little Mikael snuggled in closely
with his big brother, and he had drifted off minutes after that.
Erik was now the lone survivor. He got up, and finding some blankets,
he covered Jan and Mikael; tucking them in together. With the other
comforter, he nestled down alongside Bo on the couch, wrapping them both up
under the cover. Bo rolled into him; with their bare legs warmly
intertwined. A few minutes later, all of the boys were zonked out for the
night...
The next week seemed to fly past. Erik helped with the farm chores
every morning; and the rest of the day he would generally hang out with Bo.
The Hansson's took the boys into town several times. One time to see a
movie, and another time to take Erik to the amazing Örebro Castle.
He loved his time there. The castle was awesome in it's architecture,
and steeped in history, with parts of it dating back to medieval times.
Erik took a bunch of pictures there, including his favorite one that Bodil
took; of Erik and Bo standing happily together, arms around each others
waist.
The rest of the week, the boys went on a number of bike rides;
sometimes just the two of them, and sometimes with Jan. Occasionally other
boys from the cycle team would even join them for a little training ride.
There was another cycling event coming up for the boys in two weeks; so
they wanted to keep sharp for that. This event was a road course, and was
being put on by a cycling organization in Stockholm. Bo and Jan were
excited at getting to travel there, and they were really looking forward to
it.
On Saturday, the three boys rode off into the hills; a leisurely ride
just for the fun of it. They were having a fun time, exploring the winding
roads, and playfully teasing one another, as boys do.
The sun had been with them for the most part, but now several dark grey
clouds had rolled over the foothills, and threatened them with a little
rain. They turned around on the road and heading back down, hoping they
might outrun it.
A few raindrops began to pelt them, and Jan suggested they find cover;
so the boys found a place to pull off the road under the protection of some
trees. Just in time it seemed, as a brief downpour washed down from the
sky, soaking everything while the boys stood together waiting.
The downpour didn't last long, but with more clouds drifting out of the
hills, they decided to head back toward home. Mounting the bikes, they
pulled out onto the wet road.
A thin wet spray came up off of their tires, speckling their backs with
the dirty mist. The boys kept a rather slow speed, not wanting their tires
to skid out on the freshly wet blacktop. From behind them, a truck raced
past; sending a thin cloud of mist over the boys.
"Oh great..." Jan called out. "Thanks for that rövhål..." (asshole.)
"Ya, vad en kuk." (what a dick.) Bo agreed, as the boys continued to
ride. A little further down the road, as they rounded a sharp, narrow
curve, Jan began to notice his bike was feeling funny. He glanced back at
his rear tire, which indeed was now flat..
"Knulla..." (Fuck) he said. "Hey, pull over guys, I gotta' flat." Jan
pulled to a stop along the side of the road. Bo and Erik were a little
ahead of him on the right, so they pulled up on the other side and
dismounted. Bo walked across the wet pavement and stood next to Jan.
"Well that's great... Rain coming, and I have a flat." Jan whined.
"Yup... It's flat alright." Bo said, humorously confirming Jan's
assessment. "I've got an extra tube with me, so we can fix it." They heard
a car, just as it came around the curve; the driver was a bit surprised
when he saw them, and he honked his horn at them as he sped past. Another
fine cloud of wet mist blew over the boys.
"Geeze, sakta ner, kukuvud..." (Geeze, slow down dickhead.) Jan cursed.
The boys took the rear wheel off of the bike, and exchanged the damaged
tube for a new one. Five minutes later, they had finished, and Jan flipped
the lever on his skewer, locking the real wheel back in place.
Looking at their hands, both Bo and Jan had grease on their fingers;
from putting the chain back on the gear cluster. With Erik holding Jan's
bike, the other boys decided to walk across the road, and wipe the grease
on the wild grass that was growing along the steep embankment.
They took several steps into the road, and then they all heard another
vehicle coming up the hill. "Hey, car coming." Erik said, to alert the
other boys. Jan and Bo both hesitated a moment as they saw the car coming
up the road.
In that same fateful instant, another vehicle came around the sharp
blind corner from the other direction. Erik saw it first; going too fast
on the wet pavement, the car had drifted slightly into the other lane. The
surreal moment happened in a flash, as the driver panicked, and tried to
swerve his vehicle back into his lane. It seemed like a terrible scene, in
slow motion.
Erik was already in motion. "LOOK OUT...." He screamed, as he bolted
forward dropping Jan's bike. The boys had just started to turn as the car
slid unavoidably toward them.
Erik threw himself forward, violently shoving his two young friends;
sending them tumbling forward. But Erik's teenage body was still in the
way, and the vehicle slid into him. There was a sickening thud which
rolled Erik up onto the hood, sending him firmly into the car's windscreen.
He tumbled off the hood onto the wet concrete.
Bo and Jan had rolled into the other embankment. They had heard the
glass breaking, and both spun their heads back to find Erik...
"Nooooooo..." Bo screamed. "God nooo...." He sobbed as he clambered to
his feet. He ran to Erik's side and dropped to his knees. They other
vehicle had stopped well short of the incident, and the driver quickly got
out of his car and raced forward as he dialed his cell phone for help.
"Erik..." Bo pleaded. "Erik please...." Erik only lay there, a thin
trickle of blood from his nose. Jan was kneeling alongside them then. He
put a hand on Erik's shoulder, and his other arm draped over Bo's back;
tears rolled down his cheeks.
Erik opened his eyes for a moment and stared blankly ahead. His ears
were ringing and he felt himself staring to black out. "Erik... Erik
please, don't leave me..." He heard Bo's faint sobs. He could feel someone
squeeze his hand; he tried to squeeze it back. "Erik..." Bo pleaded
softly...
His eyes drifted shut again, and everything around him seemed to grow
quiet. There was a soft warm pressure against his lips... It felt
nice. Comforting somehow. Somewhere, way off in the distance; in his minds
eye, he saw Bo. That beautiful blond haired boy... It felt nice...
Nice... "Please Erik..." The voice was a distant whisper... So, nice...
Everything faded to black.......
End of Part Twelve
(Next week, the epic conclusion)
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