Date: Tue, 1 Nov 2011 12:52:29 -0700
From: Ian Bridge <about.a.boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Boy From Sweden Part 14
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. Open minds are welcome, ignorance is not.
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 friend, a boy from America, Erik who
is seventeen.
In the last Chapter; Erik was recovering in the hospital, where he was
visited by his friends, Bo and Jan. He had escaped major injuries for the
most part, but had to remain under observation for another day, due to the
concussion he had sustained. The boys had left him, with some 'playful'
pictures on his iPhone, and Erik decided to 'relieve' his longings, so to
speak. Now, time is growing short, before Erik's summer visit inevitably
comes to an end... We pick up with the last few paragraphs of the previous
chapter.
The Boy From Sweden
Chapter Fourteen / The Finale
Looking again at the erotic pic of Bo, and feeling himself start to
grow stiff, he decided he couldn't hold off any longer. He slid gingerly
out of the hospital bed, and walked into the little bathroom there, closing
the door behind him.
Erik slipped out of his hospital gown and sat back on the toilet.
Holding the iPhone picture in one hand, and his own longing tool in the
other. He began to play, briskly stroking his aching boy pickle.
Several minutes later, even though his ribs were starting to complain,
he grunted out a long, low moan; and shot his youthful load into the
toilet. He bent over slightly, feeling relieved, and panting to regain his
breath.
Outside, in his room, the large black nurse finished straitening his
bed. She glanced at the bathroom door and shook her head. "Mmm, mm,
mm..."She mumbled to herself. "Boys just can't keep they hands off
themselves..." With her crooked grin, and a shake of her head, she smiled
and left his room..
Back at the Hansson's farm, everyone had just returned home from their
afternoon visit to the hospital. Spirits were much higher, now that they
were certain Erik was going to be ok. In fact, they would head back to
Örebro University Hospital in the morning to bring him home.
Bo's attitude had changed from being totally distressed, to the happy
smiling boy that he usually was. It was agreed that Jan would spend the
night; that way, the boys could help Bodil in the morning with the farm
chores. Erik wouldn't be up to that for several days, and the boys
willingly offered to fill in for him.
Besides, spending the night might afford some other opportunities to
have a little boy play between themselves. They had decided that they
would sleep out in the barn, up in the loft in Bo's not so secret hiding
place. After all, what's the point in having a 'secret' place, if you
don't do secret things there.
For now though, it was only around three in the afternoon, and being
Saturday, the boys thought it might be cool if they could go downtown and
see a movie. Bodil, however, was gone for a few hours picking up a few
things for the farm; so the boys called Jan's mom to see if she would drive
them.
She agreed, but... It was with the stipulation that they had to take
Jan's younger brother along with them. Jan whined about that for a bit,
but his mother wouldn't budge; so they finally agreed to let him tag along,
"Under Protest." Jan had said.
Half an hour later, Jan's mother pulled into the driveway with Mikael
sitting in the back seat; a shit eating grin on his face. Bo and Jan
crawled into the car and slid onto the seat alongside him. Mikael smiled
like the Cheshire Cat at them, and Jan just shook his head; little brother
had gotten his way, again...
His mother dropped them at the Filmstaden Örebro theater, and told them
she would pick them up after their movie. Since the boys had over half an
hour to kill before it started, and since the theater was only about two
blocks from the bike shop; they all headed over there to waste a little
time.
Looking around, they saw their cycling coach and owner of the bike shop,
Greger. They talked with him for a bit, and Greger told them he had heard
about the accident, and was glad that the boys and Erik were all okay. He
reminded them again, to keep practicing, since the Road Race in Stockholm
was only two weeks out.
As they talked, several other boys strolled into the bike shop;
including their friend Kinney, who was with a couple of older boys.
"Hey Kinney." Bo greeted him.
"Åh, hej killar." (Oh hey guys.) He beamed and walked over to them. He
noticed Mikael standing with them, and he grinned sheepishly. "Hi Mikael,
what's up?" He said, a little shyly, as he thought back to last week, and
the 'messing around' they had done in his bedroom.
"Hi Kinney. We're goin' to the movie." Mikael informed him, with a
smile.
"Ya? Me too. We're going to the four forty showing; I'm here with my
older brother and his friend."
"That's the movie we're going to. Wanna' sit with us?"
"Uh, ya I guess." Kinney said, "My brother's ticked anyway, cause mom
made him take me along with them."
"Same here." Mikael laughed, as he glanced over at Jan. "So sit with us
ok?"
"Alright, see ya in there then." Kinney smiled and walked back over
toward his brother. The boys poked around for a few more minutes, looking
at, and drooling over the new Specialized Bikes and riding gear that was on
display; and then they made their way back to the theater, where they
bought some drinks and popcorn. They headed inside to find some seats; the
theater wasn't very crowded, but Mikael saved a seat for Kinney anyway.
A few minutes later, Kinney and the two other boys came in; and Mikael
waved to get his attention. The two older boys continued up toward the
back to find seats, but Kinney slid into the aisle, and plopped down next
to Mikael and the other boys.
They all chattered amongst themselves, including recounting their story
about the accident to Kinney. His facial expressions showed he was very
concerned about Erik. After all, it was Erik who had been so nice to him,
and had finally given him the courage to swim, and be naked with the other
boys that day at Jan's house.
When the previews started, the boys settled in to watch; and Mikael
shared his popcorn, and some private whispers with Kinney. The boys
giggled a bit, and then as the lights dimmed completely for the movie, they
raised the armrest of the seat between them.
The boys all watched quietly for awhile, really getting into the action
adventure film; but about halfway through, something caught Bo's attention,
and he glanced to his left in the darkened theater. He watched for a
moment until he was sure, and then smiling he elbowed Jan, sitting on his
right.
Jan looked at him, and he leaned over and whispered into Jan's ear; then
pointed to their right. Both boys peeked over to the next seats where
Mikael and Kinney were sitting. Though the boys were holding a large
bucket of popcorn over their laps to try and hide it; you could still see
that the two younger boys were busy feeling each other up, underneath the
bucket.
A huge grin crossed Jan's face, and both he and Bo giggled quietly to
themselves before returning their attention to the movie. But a few
minutes later, Jan leaned in close to Bo, and whispered something to him.
"Hey..." he breathed quietly into his ear. "Wanna' mess around tonight
when we go to bed?" Bo grinned at him in the darkness.
"You kidding," he whispered back, "My dick's so hard right now it
hurts..." Bo smiled. A moment later, Jan secretly reached over and
playfully gave Bo's pecker a little squeeze. He was right; it was hard as
a rock...
When the movie finished, the boys all went outside into the warm early
evening air. Kinney said goodbye to everyone, and with a significant smile
at Mikael, he went off to join his brother.
"Well... Someone had fun, huh!" Jan smiled slyly, as he elbowed his
little brother. Mikael looked up at him and blushed slightly. Much to
Mikael's surprise however, his brother wrapped an arm around his shoulders
and gave him a friendly little hug.
"Thanks bro..." Mikael said, looking up admiringly at his older brother.
The boys started across the street, and Jan playfully pinched his brothers
bum. "Hey..." Mikael grinned happily.
They called Jan's mom to come pick them up, and while they waited, Bo
bought them all an ice-cream treat at one of the little shops along the
street. It was only a short time later their mom showed up, and the boy's
slid into the backseat of the car again, for the quick ride home.
The boys chatted about the movie, and other nonsensical boy things
during the ride home; and when the car pulled in at Bo's grandparents
house, Bo opened the car door. Just before hopping out, he reached over
and surprised Mikael by secretly giving his young boy bits a playful
squeeze. With a wink and a smile, Bo jumped out of the car and closed the
door behind him. Mikael sat there looking out the window with a silly,
'I'll get you' grin on his face...
Jan grabbed up his backpack, that he had asked his mom to bring along.
He leaned over the front seat, and gave his mom a quick peck on the cheek,
then turned; and to his mother's surprise, he gave his brother a nice
little hug before sliding out of the car. They waved to each other, as she
carefully backed the car out the driveway.
The boys went inside and washed up for dinner. Anneli had dished them
up, and they all sat down for a nice leisurely meal together. After
helping with the clean up, Bo telephoned Erik on his cell phone; and they
talked for nearly twenty minutes.
"So, did you see the picture Jan and I left you on your cell phone?" Bo
asked quietly.
"Uhh, you could say that." Erik laughed. "And uh... Then I looked at
that other picture of you as well... Well, let's just say, to make myself
feel better..."
"Ohhh..... You're nasty." Bo laughed, and not surprisingly he felt a
little tightening in his own groin area. "I can't wait till you come home
tomorrow." Bo said.
"I know, me too. I... I miss you, ya know." Erik said sincerely. Bo
smiled, and they talked a few more minutes. Finally, he mentioned that
someone else wanted to talk to him, and he handed the phone over Jan.
Erik and Jan talked for another five minutes as well; just boy stuff,
and when the conversation ended, all the boys were feeling pretty good.
They were all more than happy that Erik would be home soon.
The boys played a board game with Bodil and Anneli for an hour, and then
decided that they would get ready for bed. Going back into Bo's bedroom,
they both changed into pajamas; sans underwear. They walked out through
the living room, said their goodnights, and wandered out to the barn; where
they were sleeping in the loft for the night.
They climbed up, and closing the little trap door, they spread
themselves out on top of the sleeping bags. There was a little night light
that they switched on, and Jan pulled the iPad out of his backpack. The
boys casually started searching for 'good' stuff, and eventually found a
few 'naughty' sites to keep them interested for awhile.
Lying on their backs, side by side they pulled pillows up beneath their
heads and shoulders as they looked excitedly at some of the pictures they
had found; their bare feet rubbing softly against one another. They
finally brought up the Nifty web site again, and searched out the 'Just
Like Scott' story that they had been reading. Starting a new chapter, they
read along till they reached a scene where the boys in the story were
skinny dipping up at a rock quarry.
Well, not only skinny dipping, but playing sex games as well. Bo
glanced at Jan, and then looked down to see the prominent bulge in his
pajama bottoms. Playfully, he reached down and 'twanged' the stiff boy
bump with his fingers.
"Hey..." Jan giggled, as Bo did it again, several times; his young tool
bending, then springing rigidly back up. Jan lowered the iPad and looked
down at Bo's pajama clad nether regions. He reached out, and playfully
swatted at the lump of Bo's part and parcel. The boys giggled, and soon
were engaged in an impish wrestling match; the apparent purpose of which,
was to grope the other into submission.
After several long minutes, and after conceding the match as a tie; the
boys rested against one another, their heads touching softly. Their warm
breaths played on each others cheeks, and softly fueled their youthful
arousal.
Jan rolled over partially on top of Bo then, his stiff young prong
pressed urgently into the other boy's hip; and as they shared each other's
body heat, Bo lifted his head to engage his lips with Jan's, and they
sucked playfully at each others lip and tongue. Jan reached down to slip
his hand under the waistband of Bo's pajama bottoms; cradling what he found
there.
"Mmm..." Bo moaned softly into the other boy's mouth. He rested his
head back, as he enjoyed the gentle squeezing, and the warmth of Jan's
exploring fingers as they peeled back the hood of his foreskin, locking it
in beneath the ridge of his glans.
Jan pulled away then, and reaching up, he tugged his own pajama top off
over his head. Bo quickly joined him, stripping off his pajama top at the
time, exposing the tan skin of his firm torso. Jan swiveled around so his
face was at Bo's groin. He put his mouth over the cloth covered bulge and
wetly sucked at it. Bo giggled with delight, and sighed contentedly as Jan
traced the hidden shape with his lips and tongue.
Finally, Jan pulled open the pajama's fly, and maneuvered Bo's rigid
boypole out through the opening. Holding it at the base, he licked at it
from all sides, as if it were a melting ice cream treat; causing Bo to
shiver, and sigh deeply at the pleasant tongue lashing.
"Åh, det är häftigt... Fantastisk..." (Oh, that is
awesome... Fantastic...) Bo writhed as his pubescent boner leaked a drop of
liquid ambrosia. Jan wasted no time in sucking it from Bo's shiny purple
tip. Bo's tummy drew tightly inward at the glorious feeling of Jan's lips
wrapped around his length.
He reached upward over his head, and grabbing Jan's pajama bottoms, he
slid them down over Jan's rear end, leaving them bunched at his knees. Bo
looked up to see Jan's dick firmly entrenched above his face; and he raised
up and gobbled it into his mouth. He gave as good as he got; as both boys
fervently tried to drain the other of his life giving fluids.
Grunting, and groaning, the boys rolled into several positions as they
worked each other toward climax. Even in this moment of pleasure, Bo
thought of Erik. He thought back to that wonderful first experience when
Erik had given him his first, and the most erotic blowjob of his young
life. (Chapter Seven)
Erik was everything to him. His friend, his mentor, his love... The
thought of Erik, and the memories of that wonderful experience sent him
over the edge. His penis swelled, his testicles clung to him as his hot
ejaculate coursed through his boy parts and exploded in grand fashion into
Jan's sucking mouth. "Uhhhhhhh, Uhhh, uhhhhhhh...." he all but screamed
around Jan's tumescent tube which was still in his own mouth.
The gusher that filled Jan's mouth, also set him off. As he swallowed
his friend's sticky load; his own boy sauce began to escape his young
balls, and spewed into Bo's mouth. His youthful firehouse working to douse
the heated desire in Bo's oral orifice. They sucked each other to the
point of collapse; and then they did just that.
The boys nestled together, as Jan had spun around to lay side by side
with his best friend. Bo shuddered a bit, when Jan's thigh brushed softly
against his still sensitive member; which was still throbbed, more than a
little aroused. They kissed briefly, in silent gratitude of the exchange;
and with a relaxed sigh, both boys lay back to stare at the ceiling, until
the sandman took them away.
Peaceful slumber, and the next morning the boys woke to the sounds of
Bodil getting work started somewhere out in the field. Bo sat up, putting
his arms behind him to prop himself up. He gazed out of the loft window,
quietly perusing the sights below as he reached up to push his disheveled
blond hair out of his face.
He yawned then, and glanced over at Jan, who was still lying face down
on top of the sleeping bag beside him. He looked at the soft tanned skin
of his friends back; and his eyes trailed down to the smooth rounded
modules of his butt cheeks. "Time to get up..." Bo said quietly. Jan
mumbled something, but his only movement then was to turn his head so it
faced the other way.
Getting to his feet, Bo stretched and yawned again; his naked boyhood
sticking strait out in front of him. He gave it a brief squeeze, and
tugged his foreskin forward a bit, as if to loosen it from the sticky grip
of the night before.
"Come on, get up." He repeated, and standing over his friend he put his
bare foot on Jan's warm butt cheeks and began wiggling it like a large
vibrator.
"Ohh... Uhhhh..." Jan sighed. "That feels so good." He raised his hips
against it, pleading for more. Bo only smiled, and he playfully wiggled
his toes into Jan's crease. "Eww... Mmm... That's even better." Jan
moaned with a mischievous smile.
"Want more?" Bo asked.
"Yes, please..." Came the quiet response. Bo only grinned, and stooping
over he abruptly slapped his palm hard onto Jan's right butt cheek.
"Yeooowwww..!" Jan screamed out as his cheek stung. Laughing, Bo ran for
the trapdoor, and began climbing down from the loft as Jan sprung up to
chase him.
Bo reached the ground, and still laughing he headed for the bedroom
there, that Erik uses. He bolted through the door, with Jan right at his
heels. Still quite naked, they danced around in a game of keep away for a
few seconds, before Jan tackled Bo onto the soft bed. They squirmed
around, tousling a bit; until Jan gained an advantage and spanked Bo's butt
in playful retaliation.
With both boys panting and chuckling, they headed into the little
bathroom there to take a needed morning piss, and a quick wakeup shower.
When they had dried and dressed, the boys headed out to the field to help
Bodil take care of the morning chores. It really wasn't all that tough;
just time consuming.
When everything was finally finished, they all headed back to the house
to clean up and get some breakfast. Bo was getting increasingly excited;
because when they done, it was time to load into the SUV to go into town
and get Erik. He couldn't wait.
When they arrived at the hospital, Erik was very happy to see everyone;
and was more than ready to be on his way. They took care of all the
discharge paperwork, and Erik gathered his things. With a grin, he said
goodbye to the large nurse who had run his floor; and with the technical
stuff out of the way, they loaded up and headed toward home.
They dropped Jan off at his house, and after exchanging hugs; Jan said
he'd be over tomorrow to help with the farm chores, and go on a bike
training ride with Bo. Erik was touched, that Jan was wanting to help
cover for him with the chores.
When they got back to the Hansson's farm, Bo hovered over Erik; wanting
to wait on him, hand and foot. 'Let me get you a pillow', 'Here, sit down
over here', 'Let me get you something to drink'... It was both touching,
and rather amusing to Erik, Bodil and Anneli.
"Bo, I'm fine... Really. I'm just soar is all. If you really want to
do something; then sit down with me and relax." Erik pleaded. Bo realized
he was acting like a little mother hen, and with a timid smile he settled
onto the couch snuggling alongside Erik to watch tv.
In the afternoon, Bodil and Anneli decided to head in to town and do
their grocery shopping, leaving the boys to their own devices. When they
had gone, Bo quickly sidled up to Erik on the couch, gently leaning against
him.
"Geeze I missed you so much." Bo said quietly. Erik put his arm around
the boy, and gently stroked his fingers through the youngster's soft blond
hair.
"Me too." He said softly. They looked tenderly at one another, and
without another word they came together for a nice, long kiss. "Boy I
missed that..." Erik whispered. They smiled, and came together again.
This time Bo's tongue pushed forward, slipping wetly between Erik's lips;
wetly bonding them.
After an extended make out session, Bo went into the kitchen and
returned with several glasses of lemonade for the two of them. He stripped
off both his and Erik's shoes and socks, and then nestled in comfortably
alongside his older friend; where they cuddled and watched some more tv
until Bodil and Anneli finally came home.
That evening, Anneli cooked up a wonderful 'welcome home' dinner; the
first non hospital food that Erik had in the last few days. It was so
deliciously good, and he appreciated all of her efforts; right down to the
warm brownies they shared for dessert. They all hung out for awhile after
dinner; and later Erik figured he should head out to his room for the
night.
Anneli stopped him though, suggesting that he should stay in main the
house tonight, just in case. Bo quickly offered his bed, saying that he
would sleep on the floor; and that way he would be right there to take care
of Erik if he needed anything. Done and done...
Erik and Bo washed up, said their goodnights and headed back into Bo's
bedroom. Anneli had already laid out the sleeping bag and a down comforter
for Bo. Closing the door, Bo did something he rarely did; he locked the
door behind him. The boys stripped down to their undershorts for bed, and
Bo couldn't help but look again at the nasty bruise still running down the
length of Erik's side.
Very tenderly he slid his fingers up and down it; with an unsettled look
of worry over his smooth boyish features. "Oh, Erik..." He said quietly.
"It looks ugly I know. But honestly Bo, it doesn't really hurt. He
looked at the beautiful boy standing in front of him, and he placed his
hands on the boy's soft shoulders. "God you look so perfect..." He voiced
quietly. Bo blushed a little at the compliment. Erik stepped into him,
hugging the boy and wresting his cheek on Bo's head; their bodies pressed
lovingly together.
Bo wrapped his arms gently around Erik's waist and he sighed contentedly
at the warmth that radiated through him. They stood that way for several
minutes, swaying gently in each others arms, neither of them wishing to
disturb the moment.
When finally they moved apart; Erik slipped out of his underwear, and
then turned down the covers on the bed. He sat on the edge of it, and
turned back to look at Bo, who had just slipped off his red cotton briefs.
He stood there naked, and in Erik's eyes, brilliant. Michelangelo's statue
of David most certainly would pale in comparison.
Bo smiled and stepped forward in front of Erik, his soft boy part
hanging limply over his smooth round testicles. Erik placed his hands on
the boys warm hips, and pulling him gently forward, he softly kissed the
silky skin of Bo's flat belly. He breathed in the scent of the boy's
flaccid package, and then tenderly kissed it. Not in a sexual way; but
simply to admire the perfect picture of boyhood in front of his eyes.
Erik slid himself in under the bed covers then, and Bo crawled in with
him. They snuggled closely together face to face, wrapped in one another
from head to toe. Neither boy sprung and erection; their soft warm
genitals only melded together blissfully. They lay this way for a long
time, before happily drifting off to sleep.
Morning found them in much the same way. Bo had turned over in the
night, and was now spooned snuggly into Erik's body, clutching the strong
arm that was draped over him, holding him lovingly.
The boys woke, one at a time. Bo first; and he twisted his body just a
bit, so that he could look at Erik. Gently he placed his hand on Erik's
defined chest, and he moved his fingers in abstract patterns. The
seventeen year olds muscles were firm beneath the soft pliant skin; and Bo
loved the silky steel feel of it. His forefinger found Erik's nipple, and
ever so gently he rubbed his finger in tiny circles around it. Erik
stirred just a bit.
"Mmm, morning..." Erik whispered.
"Hi." Bo breathed softly back.
"Whatcha' doing?" Erik whispered as Bo continued his gentle motions.
"Nothin... I was just gonna honk the horn..." Bo said. But Erik was
wise to him this time. He reached out and squeezed Bo's nose twice.
"Honk, honk..." Erik grinned, and Bo giggled back at him. They lay
there for a few more minutes, simply enjoying each others soft touch.
Finally Bo smiled, and he scootched himself down under the covers, till
his face was in front of Erik's boy parts. He reached out with his fingers
and lifted the soft skin to his lips, where he kissed tenderly at it's tip;
then pressed his nose into the soft warm package, and nuzzled around a bit.
"Mmmm...." Erik breathed softly above him. Bo took the spongy soft
flesh into his mouth and suckled at it. It felt interesting this way;
loose and squishy. Slipping it in and out over his warm lips, he could
feel it begin to stiffen. Erik's tool swelled and became nicely erect, in
his mouth. "Mmm..." Erik sighed again.
Bo pulled him out, then lightly nibbled the small little bunch of skin
underneath, where his circumcision culminated. Erik tensed pleasurably
under the erotic tickling. Bo lowered his face into Erik's loose sac,
licking fondly; his warm wet breaths felt awesome, and Erik squeezed his
eyes shut at the intense stimulation.
The boy continued rubbing his lips up and down the underside of Erik's
length until it twitched on it's own under the sensual assault. Bo slipped
down over his glans, rolling his taught lips wetly over, and over, and over
it again; his tongue digging at the reddened slit. "Uhh, fuckingaaa...."
Erik breathed.
Squeezing Erik's shaft with his fingers, he milked several sweet sticky
drops to the surface, and he delighted in them as he savored the syrupy
amber droplets. Wanting to please Erik, Bo went to work; and for several
long minutes he bobbed rhythmically, purposefully on the warm meaty tube
filling his mouth.
Erik's hips fidgeted as his insides began spark with feeling. Bo
swallowed his length, then drew back, only to swallow him again. In his
fingers he could feel Erik's nuts draw tight. "Uhhhhhshiiiiiii...." Erik
breathed.
Bo pulled back leaving just the swollen head in his mouth, wanting to
taste the full extent of the boy cream as it erupted. With his hand below
his mouth, he continued to masturbate Erik's spit lubricated shaft; until
he came...
Erik streamed his warm boy jelly into Bo's mouth. It washed over the
boy's tongue in pulse after gooey pulse, until there was nothing left in
the meaty shaft. Erik shuddered in aftershock when Bo slowly, very slowly
pulled him out of his mouth.
Swallowing the last of it, and licking his lips, Bo resurfaced from
under the bed covers. He looked up into Erik's face and smiled. He could
see the satiated expression on his face; and he knew that he had brought
intense pleasure to his friend. Erik wrapped his arms warmly around Bo.
"Whoa...." He breathed. "That was better than being hit by a car, any
day..."
Bo gave him a strained look, and then smiled. Reaching back under the
covers, he took hold of Erik's softening tool, squeezing it twice. "Honk,
honk..." He grinned, and Erik burst out laughing.
The boys got up, and dressed. Jan showed up on his bicycle shortly
thereafter, and the two younger boys went out to help Bodil with the
morning farm chores. Erik felt totally guilty at not being able to help,
so he told Anneli he wanted to at least make breakfast for everyone. He
began cooking up his dad's camping breakfast goulash.
Fried diced potatoes, cooked up in olive oil with onion, mounds of diced
bacon, cheese and eggs. He seasoned everything until he was satisfied; and
when he noticed Bodil and the boys coming in from the field, he started the
toast. When everyone had washed up, Erik began dishing everyone a plate,
and sat them at the table. The kitchen smelled really good, and the hungry
boys dove into the tasty breakfast mix.
"Mmm, Erik... That's awesome, Jan responded with his mouth full.
"Ya, detta är så bra." (Ya, this is so good.) Bo agreed, as he shoveled
in another mouthful. Bodil nodded in agreement, looked at his wife and
pointed to the plate of food.
"Mmmm..." He offered. Everyone seemed to enjoy it, and soon the large
pan was empty. Erik felt a little better, at being able to help in that
way at least. He cleared the table, and insisted on cleaning everything up
himself.
An hour later, the boys had changed and they headed off on a long, road
bike training ride. Erik had to stay home of course; but he filled his
time on the computer doing his own research. And that's pretty much of how
the next week passed.
Erik was feeling better every day, and after two more days he joined
everyone out in the field, helping with the chores. He could pretty much
do everything; he just had to mind his cracked ribs, lifting things a
little differently and such; but all in all he felt really good.
After three days, he began joining the boys on their daily training
rides; though his ribs ached a bit after the extended heavy breathing.
Erik's 'body' bruise was slowly fading away and he was beginning to feel
normal again. He and Bo would go out for long walks in the evening, just
talking and sharing time together.
On that following Saturday, Jan's parents had invited everyone over to
their house for a swim party and bar-b-que. There were even a few boys,
including Kinney and Stefan from the cycling team there as well. It turned
out to be a surprise party for Erik. Jan's parents wanted to show their
love, and feelings for the American boy, who had selflessly risked his own
well being for Jan and Bo's safety.
Erik was thoroughly embarrassed by the attention, and he was incredibly
humbled by everyone's genuine feelings toward him. At one point, Jan's
father (Peter), asked Erik to join him in the house. They went inside and
back into Peter's study.
"Have a seat." Peter offered. Erik smiled curiously, and he settled
back. Peter glanced at him and smiled. "So, you'll be leaving us here, in
about a week." He began.
"Oh. Uh ya." Erik replied thoughtfully. He had put it out of his mind;
not wanting to think about having to go back home.
"I imagine you're anxious to get back then?" Peter remarked, though it
sounded more like a question.
"Well... Ya, I guess. I mean, I miss my family and friends. And school
starts again before too long, so..." Erik trailed off, and Peter looked at
him.
"So what are your plans for the future? If you don't mind my asking."
Peter finished.
"Well, first I have to graduate high school, of course. And then I'll
be looking into one of the colleges. I haven't really dialed that in yet."
Peter nodded at him.
"Erik, I'd like you to consider another option if you would. First of
course, you need to finish your high school. I understand you're a pretty
good student!"
"Uh, yes sir." Erik replied, a little confused now. He wondered how
Jan's father would have known that. Peter smiled, noticing the wonderment
on Erik's face. He chuckled slightly.
"I've talked with your parents." Peter confessed. "You know," he
continued, "I'm an executive officer with Cisco Systems. Our niche is
Global Communications. Erik, I'd like you to consider doing an internship
with us." Erik's eyes showed his surprise.
"I'm sorry, what..?" Erik tried to clarify. Peter chuckled again.
"You have plenty of time to think about this Erik. But if you are
interested, we can make some things happen. Like you said, you need to
finish high school first, but then we could get you in at University, here
in Sweden; and we can swing an internship program." Erik sat there, a bit
dazed as he tried to process.
"Why would you... I mean, why me?" Erik stuttered. Peter stood in
front of him, and looked him in the eye.
"Erik, why not you? I judge people, as someone famous once said; by the
content of their character. Selflessness, is a fundamental earmark of that
character. You likely saved my sons life; or at the very least, prevented
severe, life threatening injury." His eyes began to well up a little. "My
kids adore you, Erik. And I have the utmost respect for your character.
And that, son, is why."
Erik stood, and Peter shook his hand, holding it firmly for a moment.
"You have plenty of time Erik, we'll stay in touch. Now, let's get back
out to the party shall we!" Peter put his arm around Erik's shoulders and
they walked back out through the kitchen to the pool deck.
The boys were all swimming, and splashing about in the pool. Erik stood
in the warmth of the afternoon sun, still a bit bewildered by Peter's
offer. He turned to watch Bo; who was running and laughing as he leaped
into the pool, nearly on top of Jan.
He looked so young. So innocent; and so incredibly sweet. Erik smiled
to himself as he thought about their friendship. How in the world, had he
fallen in love with this younger boy.
He thought back again to their first meeting. The magic that he had
felt when he had first laid eyes on the boy. The nervous excitement, the
rush of adrenalin that he felt whenever he stood back and simply watched
the blond haired wonder. He thought about those glorious, sparkling pools
of blue, that were Bo's eyes.
Erik sighed. His heart locked in a struggle with his conscience. No
one would ever understand his love for this twelve year old boy. No one
possibly could. A line from a song came to his mind. "I'm fifteen for a
moment, caught in-between ten and twenty, and I'm just dreamin', counting
the ways to where you are."
He sighed again; and was startled back to the present when an arm
wrapped around his shoulder. He glanced over to see that it was Bodil who
was standing beside him, with a beer in his hand; gazing at the pool.
Bodil tuned his head and looked Erik in the eyes; then gave him a gentle
smile.
"You know..." He said quietly, "It's not a persons age that really
matters. It's what you feel, in your heart..." He tapped his finger gently
on Erik's chest. "I'm just saying..." With a warm smile, Bodil turned and
walked back over to be with his wife.
Erik's eyes followed him, and he smiled as he looked at the old Swedish
farmer. A small hand filled his own then; and he glanced over to see young
Mikael, pulling him toward the pool. "Come on Erik. Come swim with us."
Mikael urged; and with a grin he tugged off his shirt, and hopped into the
pool with the other boys.
The party went on for several more hours. There was all kinds of food;
bar-b-qued meats, drinks and even music as the boys, and adults alike swam,
laughed and enjoyed the rest of the afternoon. For some unexplianed
reason, little Mikael and Kinney disappeared for a little while... When
they came back, no one seemed to notice that they were each wearing
different swim suits... Rather curious...
As evening fell, people began to filter off, heading for home; including
Anneli and Bodil. Jan's mom offered to drop the boys off later, when they
were ready to leave; so the boys all hung out for awhile longer, just
talking quietly together and eventually managing to spend a little
'private' time in the sauna...
Days rolled past. The following week was marching by way too quickly.
Each morning, Bo and Jan helped out on farm. Even though Erik was pretty
much up to full steam. The truth is, the boys were rather enjoying being a
part of it; and for Bo, certainly he wanted to spend as much time with Erik
as he possibly could.
Erik rode bikes with the boys everyday as well, helping them to train
for this coming weekends ride in Stockholm. The race was on Saturday, and
after that... Well, they would all spend another night in the city; and
Sunday afternoon, Erik would be heading back home, to America.
None of the boys tried to think about it much; though it certainly was
the Elephant in the room, rather hard to ignore as the week wore on.
Thursday bloomed into a beautifully sunny, cloud free day; and with the
farm work done, the three boys joined up with Stefan, their friend from the
riding team. Together they all rode up into the foothills for the last real
day to practice. They rode the same training circuit that the boys had
ridden several other times over the summer.
At the upper end, they rolled down familiar ground; the long highway
which led to their favorite secluded spot on the lake. A fond memory for
Erik, to be sure. The boys walked their bikes down the path one last time,
sweating from the long ride up. They dropped their backpacks in the tall
wild grasses, which rustled, and swayed listlessly in the warm summer
breeze.
The boys stripped out of their riding gear, and once again plunged naked
into the cooling waters of the lake; swimming casually out to the log and
back. When they returned to the shore, Erik and Bo crawled up onto the
bank, and lay on their backs in the warm grass, staring thoughtfully into
the blue skies above.
Bo rolled onto his side and propped his head up on his hand as he looked
at Erik; studying his naked body as if trying to memorize it. He smiled
sadly. "We only have a few days left." He said quietly. Erik turned his
head to look at him.
"I know..." Erik breathed back, hardly more than a whisper. "Let's not
think about it now ok?" He smiled warmly as he stared into Bo's soft eyes;
not wanting anything to sully his memory of this place.
It was here, that he had first seen Bo in all his splendid glory; naked.
It was here that Erik had actually made love to his young companion; the
most beautiful boy in the world. This was the place that fifty years from
now, whatever happened in his life, he would always remember with tender
fondness.
Erik smiled again, and he leaned over to share a gentle kiss with that
same boy. "Hey... Get a room." Jan called out playfully from a few feet
away, as he and Stefan emerged form the water. Erik and Bo turned to look
at the other boys, standing there smirking at them; and they all laughed.
They dried themselves with the sun; but before getting dressed, Erik
fished his iPhone from his pack. He asked Stefan to do him a favor, and
take a picture of him, and the other two boys. They stood with their backs
to the lake. Erik in the middle, Bo to his left, and Jan to his right; all
of them still naked. Just to be 'cute', Erik spread his arms out to the
sides, and with his hands, he covered both the other boys privates.
Bo and Jan used their inside hands, and reached out to cover Erik's bits
as well. Stefan chuckled at the sight, and he snapped the picture. "Now
there's one for your facebook page." he grinned, as he handed the phone
back to Erik.
After the long ride home, Bo and Erik got cleaned up, and sat down for a
nice family meal, that Anneli had prepared. They all spent the balance of
the evening visiting and such; and at one point, Anneli even brought out a
photo album to show Erik some pictures of Bo when he was younger. Erik
smiled happily, as he perused the pictures; thinking to himself, that Bo
had always been adorable.
There were even several photos of Bo as a toddler. "What's this..?"
Erik chuckled, as he pointed to one of them. It was a picture of young Bo,
standing naked in the driveway with his tricycle, and a silly little smile
on his face.
"That was his first little bike." Anneli recalled. "I don't know why he
was always running around naked." She teased.
"Awe...." Erik chided, and Bo blushed a little bit, grabbing for the
album. After that, the boys settled in on the couch to watch a movie; and
when Anneli got up to put the album away, Erik whispered to Bo. "You had a
cute little butt, even back then." And he gently pinched Bo's bottom.
Anneli and Bodil had gone to bed long before the movie ended. So the
boys sat snuggled comfortably together till the movie was over; and then
after a long shared kiss, they went off to bed as well. Time was growing
all too short.
Friday, after the morning chores were finished, and the boys had
showered; the realities of Erik's leaving began to set in, as he began to
pack his things. They would all be taking the drive into Stockholm today,
where they would spend the night. This way, they didn't have to make the
several hour trip early on Saturday morning before the race. Bo would be
fresh, and there would be time to relax, and show Erik around the city.
Out in the barn, Bo sat listlessly on Erik's bed, handing him shirts one
by one; as Erik folded them and quietly tucked them away into his luggage.
"I hate this..." Bo stated flatly.
"I know... Me too." Erik smiled as he cupped his palm lightly against
Bo's cheek. "Come on now, we promised. No getting down. No tears." He
smiled reassuringly at Bo; though inside his own chest ached, and it had
nothing to do with his mending ribs.
He leaned over, and took Bo's top lip between his own. A warm, wet
kiss. Pulling back a few inches, they stared into each others eyes. Bo
slowly reached his finger up, and touched it twice to the tip of Erik's
nose. "Honk, honk..." He whispered with a sad little smile.
An hour later everything was loaded up in the SUV, and with Bo's bicycle
locked securely onto the bike rack, they pulled out of the driveway. Erik
took a long look back at the farm as they pulled away. It had been his
home for the past six weeks; and already he could feel things changing.
It was actually a pleasant drive into Stockholm; and Erik got to see
more of the beautiful Swedish countryside along the way. When they finally
reached the city, Erik gazed around at everything; he was fascinated by the
architecture. Things certainly didn't look like this back in Portland.
They checked into their hotel, and once settled, they headed out to show
Erik even more of Sweden's premier city. The Royal Palace, The Nordic
Museum; too much to see, not enough time. But Erik was more than thrilled
at what he experienced.
After a long day and a late dinner, they returned to the hotel for the
night. Bodil had arranged two rooms; one for he and his wife, and one for
Bo and Erik. The boys settled into their room, and though Erik insisted
that Bo save his energy for the race; that didn't stop them from taking a
forty minute shower together.
Lovingly, yet playfully they washed each other; locked tongue to tongue
for long, blissful minutes, as the warm water rinsed soothingly down their
youthful curves. They caressed, and touched each others most sensitive
spots; giggling joyfully, as they crafted sudsy shapes on each other's body
with shampoo lather.
Happily, they rubbed their soap slickened bodies together in unhurried
passion. Erik stood in front of Bo, and began to wash his long blond
locks, and as he did so, Bo wrapped his soap laden fingers around Erik's
stiffened length. He pulled at it repeatedly, tugging Erik's length toward
him over and over again, causing his loose sac to sway beneath him.
"Gonna' make you squirt." Bo teased.
Moments later, Erik did just that. He shuddered, arched his head back
and suddenly his penis swelled in Bo's hand, and ejaculated his love onto
the youngster's belly. Bo felt each hot pulse drum across his skin, and he
squeezed himself tightly into Erik, holding that love between them for as
long as he could.
Finally he and Erik pulled apart, reluctantly. With some drawn out
kisses, and after a last rinse; they got out of the shower and dried each
other. Finishing their other toiletries, the boys went back into the
bedroom, and feeling a little tired, they crawled into one of the soft cozy
beds. Erik plopped on his back, and Bo snuggled up on top of him, resting
his cheek gently on Erik's warm chest. After a time, they fell asleep that
way, wrapped lovingly around each other.
The alarm went off in the morning, and both boys returned from their own
pleasant dream. With a little morning stretch, Bo rolled off of Erik, and
they both noticed the sticky drying mess smeared on Erik's pubes and
genitals. "Really?" Erik chuckled. "You had a wet dream, on top of me?"
Bo looked surprised, and then a huge smile crossed his lips. "Wow,
guess that wasn't just a dream after all." He giggled. Erik reached down
and squeezed Bo's young tube, milking another drop or two to the surface.
He swiped his finger through it, and with a sly teasing smile, he sucked it
off his finger.
"Mmm... Tasty." Erik grinned.
"Let's do you..." Bo suggested eagerly, as he reached for Erik's length,
and stroked it a few times.
"Ahh... We don't have time for that." Erik chided reluctantly, as he
pushed Bo over on the bed. "Come on sweetmeat, time for you to get ready."
Erik hopped out of bed and began to get dressed. Bo only lay there,
looking up at him.
"Play with me first..." Bo pleaded, suggestively squeezing his young
exposed boy parts.
"You wanna' play?" Erik grinned. Bo nodded eagerly at him. Erik smiled
back, and grabbing hold of the bedcover, he pulled it off the bed, spilling
Bo onto the floor.
"Hey..." Bo giggled. "Not that kind of play." He stuck his tongue out
at Erik, and with some reluctance he got up and started putting on his
cycling gear.
A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door, and Bo went to open
it. Jan was standing there wearing his own cycling gear, with a bemused
grin on his face. "Morning." He said, and then he noticed the bedcovers
all crumpled up and strewn on the floor. "Hope you two uhh, slept well..."
he grinned.
That little remark accomplished nothing more than getting him thrown on
the bed, and beaten by pillows for several moments. "Okay, ok... I give."
he laughed. (A few more pillow hits first.) Bo and Erik finished dressing,
and then went to get Bodil and Anneli from across the hall.
They found Jan's mother, and his little brother downstairs in the hotel
cafeteria. (They had driven up this morning with Jan) And now they all sat
down for a quick breakfast; the boys fueling up on bananas and peanut
butter waffles, for some protein and quick energy.
With that done, they climbed into the cars and drove to the gathering
area for the bike race. Bo and Jan quickly found their team, and they all
gathered for some last minute coaching and warm up.
This was a different kind of race today. Unlike like the Criterium,
this was a modified road course. They would ride as a team, several boys
from each age bracket all riding together, and competing against sixteen
other teams. It was similar to a team time trail, in that your accrued
time stopped when at least one rider from each age group finished the race.
This meant taking care of your team members; drafting each other,
conserving energy, and pushing each other along at as quick a pace as
possible. It was a long race, and would take nearly two and a half hours
from start to finish.
The open road course was kind of difficult to watch as a spectator.
Bodil, Anneli, and Jan's mom gathered at the start/finish line for the
start; but not being familiar with the course, they decided to visit, and
do other things till the riders returned for the finish. Greger, the
cycling coach, invited Erik, and even young Mikael to ride in the back of
the team car. They got to follow the race, on course.
It was a thrill for Jan's younger brother, actually getting to see his
sibling race, and even help, handing fresh water bottles to Gregor, who
would pass them off to his riders, all on the fly at nearly thirty two
kilometers an hour. Erik was happy as well, and got to act as team
photographer, taking a shitload (official terminology) of pictures along
the course.
In the end, the boy's did themselves proud; doing really well over the
long course. Their team, finished fourth overall, out of the seventeen
teams; and, they were one of only three teams to come across the line fully
intact, with all of their riders finishing as a group. Gregor was thrilled
with the results. And with their strong finish, they had also won an entry
spot in a National Competition in the spring. Gregor took them all out for
pizza, as part of his sponsorship duties, he said.
With the race wrapped up, and the celebrations all done, everyone could
finally relax. Jan's mom, and his brother Mikael (under protest) loaded up
in the car for the long drive back to Örebro. Jan was going to stay
overnight, to be with his friends, and see Erik off at the airport the
following afternoon.
Erik said his farewells to Jan's mom and brother. Mikael wanted to give
him a hug, and then surprised him with a kiss on the cheek. They all waved
as the car pulled out to make their way home; Erik smiled after them, sad
to see them go.
They loaded into the SUV, and headed back to the Hotel; where Bo and Jan
hopped in to take a quick shower after their long ride. Afterwards, they
drove around town a little, showing off a little more of the city to Erik;
and that evening Bodil took everyone out to a very nice dinner.
He even made a toast. Thanking Erik for all his hard work this summer;
and more importantly, for being such a fine friend to Bo, and Jan. He even
teared up, when he said he thought of Erik as a member of the family.
Erik's eyes welled up a bit at that, and he got up and gave Bodil a warm
hug.
With dinner finished, and after a brief stop for an ice cream treat, (at
Bodil's insistence); they all returned to the Hotel for the last night.
The boys went to their room and flipped on the television. Erik, getting
ready for bed, went in to brush his teeth; and when he came back out he
stopped in his tracks, and laughed.
There, lying together on one of the two queen size beds in the room, was
Bo and Jan. They were naked, but for their skimpy thong styled briefs.
"Kinda like old times, eh..." Jan said with a grin. Erik smiled and
thought back happily to the sleepover, and the naughty things they had all
shared that night. (Part Seven).
"Why does this not surprise me?" Erik joked. And with a huge grin, he
reached up and pulled his tee shirt off over his head. Unbuttoned and
zipped down, Erik let his shorts fall to the floor; and he leaped onto the
bed, lying between the two boys on his back. "Resistance is futile boys,
so have at me..."
What happened next, could only be described as an old fashioned orgy.
The three boys went at it for several hours. From head to toe, no part was
left unsucked. No orifice was left unexplored. Body fluids were
exchanged, and then exchanged back again. Crevices were filled, erections
were drained, and then drained again. It was, in a word, Awesome.
They laughed, and played; they explored and giggled with curious
abandon. Filled with all of the wonder and energy that only boys can
possibly muster. And after the wild threesome, and a much needed shower;
the boys fell asleep in a bunch, for a few needed hours of rest.
It was some time later that Erik felt a gentle touch, shaking him awake.
He opened his eyes to see Bo, smiling down at him. He looked up at Bo
through bleary eyes, thinking again just how angelic he looked. The boy
took him by the hand, pulling his naked body up, and quietly across to the
other bed. "It's my turn now." He whispered.
They drifted down together, and tenderly this time they touched one
another with gentle fingertips. A soft long kiss. Their fingers slowly
tracing over each other's supple curves. Clearly this was more than mere
desire; this was love.
There was something different this time, and they both felt it. Erik
smiled softly as he slowly kissed Bo's neck. Their warm bodies slid
passionately against one another like silk on silk. Bo twisted teasingly,
rolling over so he was face down on the bed; his hips jutting upward,
invitingly. Erik lay warmly on top of him, kissing his ear and licking
down to the soft skin of his shoulder. His heated length, was pressed
comfortably against Bo's moist warm crease; and Erik slid the flat of his
hand softly down Bo's side, and over the rounded curve of his hip. His
fingers even trembled a bit; just as they had that first time the boys had
touched in a sensual way.
Bo raised his hips up into him again, wiggling it, teasing Erik's
willing member; but then with a mischievous smile, Bo twisted around so
they were face to face again. He pressed forward then, and sucked on
Erik's lip, and then his tongue as the two kissed deeply, wetly...
Meaningfully.
Body parts intertwined as they coiled around and through each other.
Soft warm skin, sliding together; goosebumps rose and fell on their flesh
with each tender tickle, and every feathery touch. Erik's fingertips
circled playfully over Bo's pebbled nipples; and down below, their boyish
genitals ground, and humped softly together like warm exotic snakes in some
form of primal mating ritual.
Both boys had begun to drip with the sticky advance of precum; and Erik
wanted only to please the boy that he loved. He pulled himself up so that
he was kneeling between Bo's legs. Taking hold of the boys thighs, he
pulled Bo's knees up to his chest, leaving his young tender bum elevated
above the bed.
Lowering his face, Erik touched his tongue to the soft pink of Bo's
anal ring. The boy squealed pleasurably as Erik's tongue danced playfully
across his most private of areas, and then entered him. Bo's fingers
clamped into tight fists, as he gripped and pulled at the bed sheets in
elated arousal.
Erik swirled and twisted his tongue, bathing the boy's pink grommet in
glistening spit; causing Bo to moan, his body to lurch and his boy ring to
spasm. Bo let go of the sheets, and reaching between his knees he wrapped
his fingers in Erik's soft brown hair. He was lost in the erotic
stimulation; not knowing whether to push Erik away, or pull him in deeper.
It was almost too much for him, and his own young prick twitched in near
orgasm, as Erik's tongue probed within him.
Erik slid his tongue upward, tickling the soft skin of his perineum and
playing softly over the oval curve of his testicles. Bo continued to
writhe, and moan; dripping more sticky sweet boy honey. Erik pulled Bo's
penis off his tummy, skinned him and rolled his lips over the purple
glistening tip. His tongue washed over the dripping crown, greedily
devouring all of the boy's sweetness. He sucked down the boy's throbbing
shaft, wanting him to cum; to squirt his boiling seed...
Bo was almost there; he groaned and squirmed, but... He had other
plans, and it took all of his will power not to explode his load into
Erik's mouth. He wanted to, oh god how he wanted to... With his fingers
still entangled in Erik's hair, he pulled the older boy away from his dick.
Pulled him up till they were face to face; and they kissed, deeply.
Bo smiled, and twisted around, rolling Erik over onto his back. It was
Bo's turn now, and he slid himself downward, softly teething and sucking on
Erik's nipple. Tonguing him erotically, all the way down his flat heaving
abs; and through his feathery soft brown pubes.
Bo lifted, and sucked Erik's hot boy stick into his mouth, joyfully
digging his tongue at Erik's slit, tasting him, teasing him... He suckled
his own finger, and then rubbed the glistening digit over Erik's boy hole.
Bo began sucking his dick, priming him; and as he did that, he pressed his
finger into Erik's tight ring; causing him to moan. Bo continued to suck
him off for several minutes, and at the same time, he pushed another finger
into Erik's bung hole; gently massaging and spreading the opening.
Finally, he was ready. The boy pulled away and looked up at Erik. "Can
I?" he asked.
"Oh ya... I've been waiting for this." Erik answered with a passionate
smile. He pulled his legs up, and Bo settled between them, on his knees.
He reached down and grabbed his young, four and a half inch length in his
fingers. Shuffling in close, he lined himself up and pressed forward;
gently touching it to Erik's moist opening.
A shiver ran through both of them. He looked back up at Erik; "I love
you..." He smiled softly. His hips pressed forward a bit, and the purple
tip of his glans slipped out from it's foreskin cloak. The shiny wet tip
touched Erik's pucker causing him to shudder; and with a firm slow push he
watched as his glans disappeared into the rose colored opening.
Bo shivered with joy as he felt it pop inside, and Erik's sphincter
seized around it. He looked timidly up at Erik, who smiled and nodded his
approval. Bo's body was trembling; he swallowed, and gently pushed
forward. In one long slow push, his young rigid boy tube slid deeply into
Erik's inner sanctum. It was tight, moist, incredible... It throbbed, and
he could feel Erik's intense body heat envelope his prong. "Ohhhhh
geeze......" He sighed euphorically.
Erik's hands found his hips, and tugged at them, prompting Bo to push in
deeper. The boy arched his back, and with a forward thrust he began
humping against Erik's warm bottom. Slowly at first, he soon found his
rhythm, and his young balls slapped against Erik's cheeks. "Mmmm, mmm,
mmmm..." He moaned; joyfully possessed.
After two or three minutes, a sheen of sweat coated his naked body like
a second skin; and Erik's hands slid up and down his shimmering torso,
arousing him even further. "Ohhhh... Ohhhhhhhh..." Long ghostly moans of
pleasure... He wanted to last. He wanted to hold it; forever encased in
the hot depths of Erik's love tunnel. Youthful lust, and inexperience took
him though... "Ohh, Ohhh, ohhhhhhhh..."
His boy parts took over the ship, and Bo's penis swelled; ecstasy
overtook him as his insides boiled over with orgasmic intensity. In one
catatonic moment he disseminated his hot load. Pulse after throbbing pulse
spurted his seed in uncontrolled spasms deep into Erik's depths...
Even after he was drained dry, his young dick continued to twitch and
throb; pulling the trigger of his empty gun, with nothing left to shoot...
Finally, he collapsed onto Erik's chest. And almost instantly there was a
sticky warm pool of semen pressed between them, as Erik shot his own
steaming load, untouched onto his chest and stomach.
Hearts raced in their chests; beating furiously against each other...
And then there were tears. Both of them cried softly; tears of joy, tears
of happiness. Tears of loss. Their time together had nearly run out...
The following morning was sedate. Everyone kept a cheerful facade as
the clock ticked away. They all went for a nice breakfast, and they talked
and laughed and they enjoyed each other's company. The rest of the morning
was spent outdoors, strolling through the beautiful Millesgarden Park,
enjoying the warmth of the summer sun. Erik took pictures of the boys,
posing with the nude statues... If only the boys could be naked as well...
Shortly after noon, Erik treated everyone to a leisurely lunch. And then,
there was no getting around it; Bodil drove everyone to the airport.
It was a fairly low keyed group that walked slowly up from the parking
garage through the main terminal at Arlanda International Airport. They
made their way to the SAS hub, and Erik checked in at the Scandinavian
Airlines counter. They all walked up, and down the long corridors toward
the gates. Bodil and Anneli, followed a bit behind the three boys.
They walked up through the concourse as far as they could; only ticketed
passengers were allowed beyond this point. It would be another ten minutes
before boarding would begin, and the group stopped to sit in one of the
small waiting areas.
Bodil and Anneli both sat together by the gate; and Bo, Jan and Erik
went and stood by the large windows which faced out toward the ramps.
Erik's jet was pulled up there, with the elevated jetway already in place
against the side of the waiting aircraft. The boys stood wordlessly for a
minute, just staring blankly out at it. Bo had his hands thrust deep into
his pockets, his head down now as he looked at the floor.
Jan absently lifted his hand, and rested it softly on Erik's shoulder;
and when Erik turned to look at him, he saw a slow tear roll softly down
the boy's cheek. Jan returned his gaze, and saw a sad, but warm smile on
Erik's face.
They turned toward each other, and in the same moment they hugged one
another tightly; standing that way for many seconds. "Luv you Erik." Jan
whispered softly.
"I luv you too bro." Erik replied, squeezing him a little
tighter. "Bästa vänner, ja." (Best friends, yes.) Erik added in Swedish.
Jan grinned softly.
"Ja... Best friends. Alltd." (Always.) He smiled. As they pulled apart,
Erik leaned in and kissed him gently, smiling his warmest smile.
Over the loud speakers with that familiar hollow tone, came the routine
announcement, first in Swedish, then in English. "Good afternoon ladies
and gentlemen. Scandinavian Airlines flight 945 to San Francisco, and
Portland will begin pre boarding now, starting with out first class
passengers in rows....."
Erik tuned it out. To his right he heard a soft boyish peep; and he
turned quickly to take a sobbing Bo into his arms. They wrapped each other
up, and as Bo wept, tears rolled from Erik's eyes as well. "Shhh...
Shh..." Erik breathed softly into Bo's ear. "It's okay. We're gonna' be
ok." he whispered as the two swayed slightly in each other's arms.
A minute passed, Erik holding Bo tightly all the while. The loud
speaker called out several other rows for boarding...
Erik pulled back from Bo, who had quieted now. He cupped his face in
his hands, wiping away the last of the tears with his thumbs. He leaned in
for a long, tender kiss. "I love you Bo... We'll see each other soon, I
promise... I promise..."
"I love you Erik. Älskar dig." Bo spoke softly, looking back into
Erik's eyes. They smiled at each other, and hugged tightly once again.
This time Erik breathed in the wonderful boyish scent of Bo's beautiful
blond hair...
With their arms still wrapped around each other, Erik dropped his hand
gently down onto Bo's butt cheek. He squeezed it twice. "Honk, honk..."
He whispered softly. Bo giggled, and moved his hand down as well.
"Honk, honk..." He breathed quietly in return...
Erik pulled away. He grabbed up his back pack from the floor, and
reaching in quickly he pulled out a small package, which he handed to Jan.
"Look after each other, ok?" He kissed Jan again on the cheek. Reaching
back into his pack, he pulled out another small box and handed it quickly
to Bo. "Älksar dig..." He smiled softly.
From above, another call, this time for 'Final boarding of flight
945.....'
Erik turned and ran toward the gate. With a final quick hug and thanks,
for Anneli and Bodil, he ran up the corridor, passing quickly through
security, to his gate. He handed his boarding pass to the woman, and
stepped slowly into the jetway. He couldn't help but turn and look back,
one last time.
Bo stood there at the security gate looking at him. Erik raised his
hand, and gazed back at absolutely the most beautiful boy in the world. He
sighed as a tear rolled down his cheek. The door closed, and he turned
sadly to board the aircraft.
The flight wasn't very full; Erik had the entire row to himself. He
slid quickly across to the window seat and looked back at the terminal. He
could see the Hansson's, and Jan and Bo standing there, at the window. Bo
spotted him, and put his hand flatly against the glass window pane. Erik
tried to smile, but a pain pierced his heart. He placed his own hand to
the Plexiglas window near his seat.
The flight crew mumbled something through the speakers, and the Jet
began backing away from the gate, moving them slowly, inalterably out of
sight. Erik sat there in a daze, as the aircraft taxied down the ramp,
taking him away from the boy he truly loved. There were more microphone
instructions from the flight crew; but Erik didn't listen. He didn't care.
Then came the familiar whine of jet engines, winding up to speed; the
aircraft began to roll forward, pushing him against his seat as it hurtled
down the runway... And then he felt the wheels pull away from the ground.
"Bo..." he breathed softly... Erik leaned his forehead against the cold
aircraft window as they raced across the sky.
The Hansson's made the long, rather somber drive back to Örebro. Jan
and Bo sat alone in the back seat. They didn't really talk much, but they
held hands most of the way; comforting somehow to have your best friend to
hold onto... A warm ember in the cold darkness.
They dropped Jan off at his house, and the boys had decided they would
hang out the next day. Jan went upstairs to toss his gear in his room.
Then he sat on the edge of his bed, and pulled out the package that Erik
had given him. With a gentle sigh, he pulled off the paper wrapping, and
opened it.
His eyes widened when he saw the contents. Inside was a Professional
Team Cycling kit. Team Leopard Trek, his absolute favorite; and this one
was real, not a replica. Full jersey and bibshorts, even the team socks.
It was sweet, and Jan grinned huge from ear to ear. There was one other
item in the box, and he pulled it out now. It was a framed picture of the
three boys, standing happily together. There was a slight hitch in his
breath, his eyes watered as he looked at it; and then he smiled.
When the Hansson's pulled in at their farm, Bodil made his way out to
check on the fields. Anneli said she would get a late dinner started; and
shouldering his small backpack, Bo wandered off towards the barn. He
pushed the door open, and walked across to what had been Erik's bedroom.
He stood there for a moment, just looking around at it; already he missed
his friend.
Feeling bad, he grabbed up Erik's pillow from the bed, and walked back
out into the barn. He crossed to the back corner; where he climbed up the
makeshift 2x4 ladder to his secret place in the loft, and he closed the
hatch behind him. He dropped the pillow, and his backpack on top of the
sleeping bags, and he noticed how warm and still the air felt. Bo pulled
off his tee shirt, slipped out of his shoes and socks; then slid the window
open to let some of the cooler fresh air rush in.
He lay back then, on the pile of sleeping bags, and tucked the pillow
gently under his head; just lying there, staring up at the ceiling, and
thinking about Erik. A tear rolled softly from the corner of his eye, and
fell quietly onto the soft pillow. He sighed a long slow breath, and
folded his arms back behind his head.
He remembered something then, and he sat up quickly. Sitting
cross-legged, on the floor, he grabbed his small backpack and pulled it
open; retrieving the small package from inside it. The gift from Erik...
He opened it, and smiled happily. A framed picture, one he hadn't seen
before, of him and Erik. He reached out and touched his finger gently to
the picture, as if to feel Erik's smiling face.
Seeing another small package inside the first, he took it and opened it
up; surprised. "What....?" he muttered excitedly, eyeing the contents.
There was a note in there as well, and Bo unfolded it first, and read the
words inside; and then grinned.
"Oh Erik..." be breathed, and he took the other item from it's box. It
was his very own iPhone. Erik had bought it for him so that they could
call each other, every day.
The note said that they could call, text, and send pictures to one
another whenever they wanted to. Bo grinned delightedly. He lay back on
the pillow to examine his gift. He noticed that there were already
pictures loaded onto it; so he touched the photo icon to open that
application.
There were two photo files there. He touched the first, which was
labeled 'Friends', and he grinned happily as he scrolled through nearly
thirty pictures of himself, Erik and Jan. There were other pics of him as
well, with the cycling team. He was thrilled at the wonderful pictures.
With a grin, he closed that file, and tried to open the other, which was
labeled, 'The Boy From Sweden'.
Suddenly a notice popped up, asking for a pass word to open the file.
This file was password protected. "What the..?" he wondered, with a
crooked smile.
Bo tried several different words attempting to open the photo file, but
nothing worked. Switching back to phone mode, he noticed that someone had
previously sent him a text message, like several hours ago. A smile spread
his lips as he accessed his message.
It was from Erik, of course. And it read: 'Miss U already
doofus... Honk, honk.' Bo giggled as he read it. And then it hit him. He
returned to the photo icon, keyed in the two simple words, and the file
opened up.
Bo laughed out loud. "Duh... I should have known." Honk, honk, had been
the password. He looked at the pictures, and smiled lovingly at the
naughty but sweet images that Erik had left for him; and he began to feel
his young boy part stiffen...
It wouldn't be the same, he thought. Switching back to the phone mode,
he saw one contact already listed in his phone. He touched the button;
nervous tension as he heard the phone ring, and then sound of someone
answering...
"Hello Erik......" He smiled.
The End * Färdig (Finished)
The Boy From Sweden
( Pojken Från Sverige )
*Authors Note: Wow. Let me just say again, Thank You, to the many
readers of this story. You have taken considerable time, and patience, to
follow it through to the end, and I truly appreciate that. Thanks for all
the kind comments as well. By the way, the song, mentioned in this
chapter, was '100 Years', by Five For Fighting. And again, the story 'Just
Like Scott', by Hans Schreiber, is well worth the read.
Sadly for me, I bring this story to an end. Personally, I've grown a
strong connection to the characters, and I hope you all bonded with them as
well. I hope to hear from all of you from time to time; and please watch
for my next story, coming soon. Be kind, be tolerant. All the best, Ian.
Comments welcome at about.a.boy@hotmail.com
or at this.boy.slife@hotmail.com
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