Date: Fri, 2 Sep 2011 14:31:04 -0700
From: Ian Bridge <about.a.boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Boy From Sweden Part 7
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; Erik and Bo spent the day alone, as Bo's
Grandparents are still away visiting a sick relative. They worked the farm
chores together, then got cleaned up and 'played' a bit in the tub. Later,
the boys went out bicycling with Jan, only to find out, Bo's grandparents
will be gone another night. A sleepover was arranged. And we pick up the
story from the last few paragraphs of chapter six.
The Boy From Sweden
Part Seven
Pulling on our helmets, we mounted up and rolled down the driveway onto
the main road. It didn't take long before the boys started chatting to
each other in Swedish. A slightly bothersome habit, that I was getting
used to, and then both of them turned back to look at me with a totally
mischievous smile.
I grinned back at them. "I'm learning the language you know. Pretty
soon you won't be able to have secrets..." They grinned broadly at me, and
we picked up the pace of our ride. We rode at a fast clip; the boy's
training for cycling, and I was more or less just along for the ride.
After nearly an hour, I heard my cell phone ringing from where I had
stashed it in one of my zippered pockets. I had the guys pull over for a
second, so I could answer.
"Hello?" I said. "Oh, hey Mr. Hansson. What's up?" I listened for a
time. "Oh sure, that's not a problem sir." Listening again. "Please sir,
don't give it a thought. Seriously I am happy to take care of it." I
listened again. "Ok... Ya we'll see you tomorrow then."
Bo had been listening, and got the gist of the conversation. He said
something to Jan, and then got my attention. "Ask if Jan can spend the
night..!" He requested urgently. I nodded at him.
"Oh, uh, Mr. Hansson, Bo wants to know if Jan could spend the night." I
asked, then listened again. "Oh, sure it's fine with me... (listening) Ok,
well then take care, see you tomorrow. Thanks." I hung up the cell, and
looked over at the boys.
"Well, can he stay over?" Bo asked. I smiled and gave them a thumbs up.
"Cool..." And the boys high fived each other. "Thanks Erik... This is
gonna' be a fun sleepover." They grinned at each other, and we set out
again for a bit more riding. Hmm, I thought to myself... Ya, no way
they're up to anything...
We rode vigorously through the Swedish countryside for another hour.
The boys alternating between high speed sprints and a more casual, yet
still aggressive pace. A training exercise that their cycling coach had
wanted them to do.
Even though I was older and certainly stronger, I strained to keep with
them. Their constant riding clearly had them toned up and fit for this.
Still, with each ride I went on, I could feel myself getting stronger on
the bike.
Never the less, I really didn't mind riding behind the two spandex clad
youngsters. The thin, tight material provided an imaginative view of their
dimpled butt cheeks, flexing from side to side as they peddled.
The indent of their tight butt cracks wiggled accordingly, and I found
myself 'hard' on more than one occasion as we rode. As the boys
concentrated on their technique, I was free to fantasize and concentrate on
the exquisite bodies of the two Swedish boys.
Finally, we turned and headed back for home. Much of the ride was
either downhill, or on the flat, and the pace of the ride was far more
casual. After a time, we reached the cutoff road for Jan's house, and
stopped for a moment.
"So, you want to go home and grab your stuff for the sleepover?" Bo
asked.
"Ja." Jan smiled. "I need to get the... Some uh, clothes and stuff."
The boys exchanged humorous looks.
"Listen, why don't both of you go to Jan's." I suggested. "I'll go back
home and take care of the evening farm chores. Then when you get back we
can hang around, or whatever."
"Ja, I like the 'whatever' part..." Jan grinned slyly. The boys agreed,
and Bo rode off with his friend towards his house. I had to wonder what
plans they were cooking up, but I knew it likely didn't involve getting
clothes...
I rode back to the farm, and put the bike in the barn, then went in to
change into my work clothes before heading out to tend the chores. Like I
said before, the farm really wasn't all that big, and all of the real work
had been done earlier that morning. I worked an hour or so, and as I
finished I noticed Bo and Jan riding back up the driveway.
"Hej Erik." They both greeted as they rode up smiling.
"Hey guys." I replied, as the boys brought their bikes into the barn.
"Well, I need to grab a shower first. Then maybe we can figure out
something for dinner; you guys are hungry right?" They both nodded in
agreement.
"We have to get cleaned up too." Bo said, glancing slyly over at Jan.
"Why don't you come in, and, you know... We could all get cleaned up in
there."
"Really..." I said with a smirk. "We could all just, get cleaned up?
Like... The three of us?" I laughed, looking at both of them.
"Ja, han vill göra det." (Ya, he wants to do it.) Jan grinned at my
feigned sarcasm.
"Come on then..." Bo chided. And as I gathered up some clothes, the boys
turned and headed off toward the house.
When I got inside, the boys had pulled off their shoes and socks, but
were both still wearing their Lycra riding gear. Bo was starting to take
his jersey off, and as he pulled it up over his head, Jan playfully goosed
him.
"Hey... Du kukhuvud." (You dickhead.) Bo laughed, and tossing his
jersey on the floor he playfully lunged at Jan, and the two boys began to
wrestle, and roll around on the carpet.
I stood and watched. Wearing their spandex, they might as well have
been naked; the tight Lycra conformed to their bodies like paint, making
their little wrestling match very enjoyable to watch.
Bo wrapped his arms around Jan's waist and hooked one barefoot between
his legs. The boys strained and twisted against each other, laughing all
the while. Finally Bo moved one arm around, and with his fingers, he
jammed Jan's Lycra riding shorts deep into his butt crack, teasingly
wiggling his fingers. Jan squealed with mock indignation.
They squirmed around, entangling, and twisting each other into various
shapes; all of which were exciting for me to watch, as round butt cheeks
and supple bulges jutted out in every direction.
Jan squirmed, and spun around to wrap himself tightly around Bo, his face
near the other boy's mid section. With a grin up at me, he lowered his
face into Bo's crotch, taking the soft, fabric covered bulge into his
mouth. He wiggled his face around as he pretended to nibble on Bo's groin.
Bo screeched wildly, (yet pleasurably) as his friend nuzzled wetly on
his package. When he finally pulled away, a large wet spot saturated the
thin material, and Bo was giggling joyfully.
"Åh, kommer du att betala för det." (Oh, you will pay for that.) Bo
laughed, and freeing his arm, he moved his hand down Jan's waist. He
searched around, and then slid his fingers under the waistband of his
friend's riding shorts, and he playfully squeezed, then lingered there on
the other boy's flaccid member.
I watched as the boys continued to strain against each other, and tangle
together into a compact ball of limbs and sweaty torsos. Locked up, they
both looked up at me. "Come on, join in." Bo demanded breathlessly.
"No... You two are doing just fine." I smiled. The boys looked at each
other, and with unspoken word, they let go and both scrambled up to lunge
at me. We stumbled backwards onto the couch as I became entangled in warm
boy limbs.
I protested, to no avail as we rolled off onto the floor, the limber
youngsters twisting around me like sweaty pythons. The boys giggled and
grunted as we wrestled around, trying gain control over me.
Bo's sweaty chest slid across my face as he tried to wrap his arm around
my head; his bare torso and armpit pressed into me. I could smell his
sweet musky boy scent, and found it to be more than a little arousing.
Jan, meanwhile, had wrapped his legs around me, and it didn't surprise
me when he groped my boy tool through my shorts. Fondle is perhaps a more
apt description. Couched in an innocent wrestling 'move', he was free to
explore without embarrassment.
In all truth, I could have twisted away from him, but I was kind of
getting off on his gentle probing. We all continued to writhe around, each
of us under the guise of wrestling; sneaking gropes and grabs, fondles and
squeezes, wherever, and whenever we could get away with it.
I stuck my tongue out, and playfully licked into Bo's belly button. He
laughed, and slid upward on me then, until his spandex sheathed hips were
even with my head; he began to not so innocently hump at my face with a
playful and exaggerated moan. It felt as though I was being accosted by a
wild pack of horny chimps; and I rather liked it.
"Erik har en styv kuk..." (Erik has a stiff cock...) Jan called out,
laughing.
"Ya, and what do you call this?" I said, as I grabbed his young
erection. It was pressed solidly against his riding shorts. We all
started laughing, and exhausted, we finally rolled apart and lay on our
backs, sweaty and breathing hard.
I glanced down at myself, and then over at the other two prone figures
lying next to me, and I started to chuckle. We looked like a gathering of
boy scouts at summer camp; there were 'tent poles' sticking up
everywhere...
We rested there for several minutes, until we heard a very distinctive
gurgling sound. "Man, I'm starving..." Jan said, as it had been his
stomach that was growling at us.
"Let's get cleaned up." Bo said, and then seeing our doubtful looks he
added; "No, I mean for real. Let's clean up and eat before we do anything
else." It was agreed, and picking ourselves up, we walked back into the
bathroom.
In addition to the large tub, there was a modern shower enclosure, with
dual shower heads on opposite sides. Without any reservation, we all
stripped out of our gear. And as Bo reached in to turn the water on, Jan
and I glanced at each others mostly flaccid boy parts.
"Vad är dtta? (What is this?) Jan grinned, as he pointed to the
pearlescent drop of fluid, clinging to the head of my dick. Without a
thought, he reached over and touched it; then squeezed my soft shaft,
milking another sticky drop to the surface. He smiled as it dripped onto
his forefinger. With a sly grin, he rubbed it gently between that finger
and his thumb.
I couldn't help but notice the soft twitch of his young dick, as he did
so. With a grin, the three of us stepped into the shower; and though I
couldn't say for sure, I thought Jan might have licked his fingertips as we
got in.
It took a lot of restraint, and genuine hunger for the shower not to
turn into an extended play session. We bathed, mostly ourselves; but upon
request, generous help was given to each others backsides. And though Jan
didn't turn around so I could see it, I know that when Bo helped him wash,
and ran his soapy fingers deep into his crease; Jan had surely boned up.
A long shower was something that we would explore later, as it turned
out. But for now, we finished rather quickly and got out to towel off.
When we had dried, the boys went off to Bo's bedroom to dress. I had my
stuff right there, so I pulled on a red tank top, some lo rise briefs and a
pair of shorts.
I went off to the kitchen and rummaged in the fridge for dinner. There
were several pounds of ground beef in there, and I hauled that out with a
bunch of other things. I turned to look, as Bo and Jan sauntered into the
kitchen. Neither of them wearing a shirt; both clad only in a pair of
sports shorts.
I looked them up and down, these two tanned Swedes, and wondered what
might be in store for the evening ahead. It seemed like whatever will
power I might have had with these boys, had packed up and headed for parts
unknown.
Shit, Bo looked so friggin amazing... His long blond hair framing his
beautiful boyish face; I shivered again, in spite of myself, then shook my
head to snap out of it, and likely prevent myself from boning up.
"Uhh, hey... Your grandparents have a barbeque grill, right?" I asked.
"Ja... Just outside by the table." Bo answered.
"Great... Boys, we're gonna grill up some burgers." I grinned.
The boys helped me get things ready and then they fired up the grill
outside. I cut up some potatoes, and started them cooking, while Bo and
Jan rolled up three ears of corn in some butter and foil, and tossed them
on the grill.
"Mmm, det luktar så gott... (Mmm, that smells so good.) Jan sighed, as
the huge burgers began to grill up. I tossed on some slices of the bacon,
and some cheese on each burger; and when the cheese melted, we finally
pulled everything off the grill.
"Ok guys, put whatever extras you want on your burgers, and let's eat
these things." I said. Then began to pile some cut up red onion on mine.
"Eww..." Jan said. "With all that onion, who's gonna' want to kiss
you?" he joked.
"I do..." Bo laughed. And with plate in hand, he leaned toward me and
abruptly planted a long wet kiss on my lips. Jan raised his eyebrows;
surprised, and giggled.
"Then, I do too..." he said timidly; hopefully. I smiled, and leaning
into him, I slid my arm around his waist with my hand resting on his warm,
bare back. Curiously I pressed my moist lips to his. He parted his lips
slightly and eagerly returned the wet smooch.
This was different than kissing Bo. With Jan, it was fun, and felt
good, but... I mean, messing around sexually is just fun; like with my guy
friends back home. But with Bo... Well, it was different. I felt
something special; it meant something.
As we pulled apart, I realized that was the first time he and I had done
that. Jan blushed and looked away. He had been way too eager for that
exchange, and it seemed to embarrass him now. I rubbed my hand
reassuringly on his back. "Mm, nice one..." I said.
Jan looked back up at me sheepishly, and smiled. "Come on, let's eat
guys." I said. We grabbed up the corn and potatoes, and sitting outside at
the picnic table we dove into the food like the hungry boys we were.
"Mmm, this is so good..." Bo beamed, as he took another juicy bite of
his burger.
"Ja, thanks Erik. " Jan added. The three of us joked, and talked easily
between ourselves while we ate and enjoyed our meal. Finally, a series of
boylike belches signified that dinner was done...
The boys helped put things away, then wandered off into the living room
while I finished cleaning up in the kitchen. When I finished, I made my
way in to join them. The boys were watching TV, casually sprawled across
the couch; with Bo's right leg draped over Jan's, softly rubbing their toes
against one another.
Wearing nothing but their shorts, there was a lot of exposed bronze
skin; and in truth, it excited me just to stand and look at them. They
looked so comfortable together. It made me wonder what 'special' things
these two had already shared with each other.
Jan's hand was resting innocently on Bo's bare thigh, and I thought how
wonderful it was, that two boys could be so relaxed with each other; not
caring, or concerned about the other's touch.
I looked from one to the other, and smiled as I unintentionally compared
them. Both boys were cute. Small little noses, with soft very boyish
features. I gazed at their trim, lean physiques; equally flat bellies, and
though Jan was a year older, Bo actually had a little more muscular
definition.
Jan was further along into puberty, and his young nipples protruded a
bit; a standard occurrence, that I remembered when I was thirteen. His
other arm was up, and resting behind his head; his smooth little armpit
completely devoid of hair.
I glanced at Jan's short blond hair, disheveled yet organized all at the
same time; then at Bo, with his long, nearly shoulder length blond strands
hanging in that same disheveled, yet natural look. He belonged on any sun
drenched, sandy beach in the world. I shuddered at how sweet he looked to
me.
"Well... You going to stand there, or join us?" Bo asked when he
noticed me standing there watching them. I grinned softly and walked over
to join them. "Here, sit between us." Bo offered, as the boys pulled apart
slightly.
I dropped onto the couch between them, stretching my legs out, and
putting my bare feet up on the coffee table. Bo's warm, bare leg
immediately rested across mine, as he had done with Jan.
We sat for an hour or so, watching some lame Jack Black comedy movie on
TV; and the boys would glance at each other once in a while, as if waiting
for the right moment. They had leaned in, and were lounging comfortably
against me, while we watched the show. At one point, during one of the
commercials the boys glanced at each other, and then Bo muted the sound on
the TV.
"So... Can we just, like, talk about stuff for awhile?" Bo asked
timidly.
"Stuff? Like what kind of stuff?" I queried.
"You know..." Jan chimed in quietly. "Like... You know, like sex
stuff..." And the boys exchanged a brief, nervous look at each other. The
forbidden subject had finally been broached. I looked at each of them, and
laughed at the curious and hopeful expressions on their faces.
"How can I say no to that..." I grinned, as both boys smiled
delightedly. "So... Whatcha' wanna' know?" I asked.
"Everything..." Jan whispered humorously.
"Ok... So lets be totally open about this, alright." I started. "Let me
ask you guys something. I could tell from the sauna at Jan's house, that
you guys have, well, jacked off together, right?" The boys looked at each
other, then nodded.
"And, based on the body massages we did in the sauna, I'm guessing you
two have also jerked each other off.... Yes?" Both boys turned a shade of
red, and nodded yes. Then I noticed Jan reach down and put his hand in his
lap, pressing downward slightly.
"So... Come on, what else have you done together?" I persisted.
"Nothin..." Bo said. "I mean, well we've like, kissed and stuff." He
smiled sheepishly as he glanced at Jan..
"Tongues?" I asked. Both boys turned red at the question. So I
supposed the answer was yes. "That's cool. So, did you like it?"
"Det var så häftigt." (It was so cool.) "Det var jävla lysande!" (It was
fucking brilliant!) Both boys spoke at the same time; and I laughed.
"Anything else..." I wondered. The boys shook their heads no. Then
Jan perked up.
"Well... We kinda humped our bumps together." He said.
"What?" I laughed, "Humped your bumps..?"
"Ja, you know, like... Ground our hips together." Bo explained. "But we
were wearing underwear." He added.
"So... What kinda' stuff have you done?" Jan asked, genuinely curious.
"I know you and Bo kinda messed around a little, cause he told me..." (Bo
turned red now.) "But what else?" I looked at both boys, each of them
pitching a tent now. Well to be honest, all three of us were, actually.
"Well, when I was eleven I used to jack off with my friends. Then we
kinda started jerking each other off and stuff. When I was your age..." I
paused for some reason, but then decided, this was honesty hour after
all... "When I was you age we started sticking fingers up our bums, and
giving each other head and stuff."
"What?" the boys looked at each other. "You mean, like... Like blow
jobs." Jan asked, now seriously excited. I nodded, and the boys grinned a
bit sheepishly as each other. "Whoa... We kinda wanted to try that.
But..." I looked at Jan, waiting to hear more, but he seemed embarrassed.
"So what made you want to try a blow job?" I asked curiously.
"Uh... Well... It was a story we read on Nifty." Bo answered.
"Nifty? What's that?" I asked.
"It's a web site we found online. They have all kinds of stories about,
you know, like boys doing sex and stuff." Bo said. "Show him Jan." Jan
got up and ran back to Bo's room, and fishing in his backpack, he brought
out his iPad. He hurried with that, and his obvious erection, back to the
couch.
He hopped up, tucking his bare legs under himself, and leaned in against
me again. We waited a second for his iPad to come on, and then connect to
a WiFi signal. Finally he searched for the site, and brought it up. He
went directly to the story the boys had been reading.
"It's called 'Just Like Scott', and it's really cool." Jan breathed
excitedly.
"Let me take a look." I asked, and Jan handed me the tablet. "Hmm...
'Just Like Scott.' Written by Hans Schreiber. Who's he?" I asked.
"We don't know... He's the guy who wrote the story, duh..." Jan grinned
as he smacked his palm against his forehead. I reached down and playfully
tweaked the bulge in his shorts to retaliate, and he giggled lightly.
"See, in the story, Sammy is this kid, he's like eleven. And Mike is
older, he's fifteen, and he's friends with Sammy's older brother. He's
like, taking care of Sammy, and they start talkin' about sex and stuff..."
Bo explained quickly.
We read the story for several minutes, Bo and Jan looking on, and
reading with me. It was an interesting and clever story. "Oh, here's a
really good part..." Bo said, pointing to the screen. "This is where Mike
shows him about blow jobs..." And we read:
* (Mike)"Just lay there and let me do all the work. Just relax and
enjoy the feelings
you get from it and don't try to stop me until it's all over. I'll
know when to stop."
He explained.
(Sammy) I pulled a pillow under my head so I could watch. He reached
up and
pulled my boner off my tummy and licked the underside of it nice and
slow. I
gasped. He smiled and winked and did it again. The feeling was
indescribable.
I twitched each time he did it. The soft warm tongue sent tingles
into my throbbing
wiener. Then, he sucked my balls into his mouth and started to swirl
them with
his tongue, and while he did that he began pulling the loose skin on
my wiener
up and down. I was breathing in short gasps. I felt a little
dizzy......
We continued to read until little Sammy had his amazing little orgasm.
The story was pretty erotic, and it left all three of us squeezing our own
boners with our fingers.
"Wow..." I said. "That was pretty cool. No wonder you guys thought
about blow jobs after reading that."
"I know, right?" Jan said, with a gleam in his eyes.
"Ya, and the boys in that story, well, that's the same age difference
between them, as it is between us... So, it's cool right?" Bo nodded
approvingly.
"Ohh... So I see where this is all going." I grinned as Bo and Jan
looked at each other slyly.
"Come on, pleaaase.... Show us some stuff, ok?" Bo pleaded, as he
rolled toward me, pushing his stiffness into my hip. Jan did the same on
the other side of me, and soon both of them had placed a hand on my junk,
squeezing my hard on through my shorts. My eyes squeezed shut as my dick
twitched in their fingers.
"Okay, ok....." I said, stopping the boys. "Look, if we're gonna do
this, then lets get comfortable ok. Where are we sleeping tonight?" I
asked.
"Right here." Bo said, "Come on..." He and Jan hopped up and moved the
coffee table out of the way, and Bo grabbed several thick comforters and
lay them on the floor. Jan had gone back to Bo's bedroom, and came back
with several 'double wide' sleeping bags and pillows, and he lay those out
on top.
The boys were excited as they got everything ready, and I just shook my
head; almost in disbelief, yet longing for what we were about to do. I
figured we could talk about stuff and then, well, things might just get
interesting...
I got up and walked into the bathroom to take a quick piss; but
struggled with it a bit, till I lost some of my hardness. When I finished,
I glanced in the mirror at myself. "Geeze Erik, what the fuck..." I walked
back into the living room; and what I saw caused me to pause in my tracks.
Bo and Jan had stripped off their shorts, and they stood there now
wearing only the skimpiest of underwear. Jan had on a pair of blue bikini
briefs, the tanga style, similar to what Bo had worn the other day.
And Bo... Well (Shudder), he was wearing what I can only describe as a
thong. A small triangle of soft blue cloth in front, that could barely
conceal him; and a thin elastic strap around his waist. But the most
sensuous part was the thin strap that disappeared deep into Bo's butt
crack, leaving his round globes fully exposed.
He stood there, almost shyly; and as I looked at him, I could feel my
heart pound in my chest, and my boy tool swell again in my shorts. "I
ahh... I... Holy shit..." I breathed to myself. The beautiful curve of
his ass, blending into the arched small of his back... I swallowed with
difficulty as I walked the rest of the way into the room, not taking my
eyes off this sensual display of skin.
The boys glanced at each other, and smiled sheepishly when they looked
back over at me. "Vad gör vi?" (What do we do?) Bo asked. A discernable
hint of nervousness in his voice. I pulled off my tank top, and boldly
pushed my shorts down, letting them fall to the floor. Stepping out of
them, I decided to slide my lo rise briefs down my legs; freeing my teenage
boy parts. I sensed the boy's excitement.
"First, you relax." I smiled, as I settled myself down onto the quilts
and sleeping bags. Bo sat cross legged in front of me, and Jan knelt down
next to him. I reached out and helped Bo lie back on the quilt. He was so
flipping beautiful, I just wanted to make love to him right there...
I moved myself in close, and spreading Bo's long legs apart, I knelt
between them. I could feel him shiver excitedly, as he stared into my
eyes. "Blow job, huh?" I asked. Bo nodded, nervously.
It had to be right. I lay my naked body down on top of him; his smooth
warm skin felt so incredible beneath me. We were face to face, and I
smiled warmly at him, as his eyes betrayed his raw excitement.
Cocking my head to the side, I lowered my lips to meet his. I enveloped
him. My wet warm lips, sliding over his. My tongue pressed forward and
slipped into his accepting mouth. "Mmm..." he breathed. Somewhere in the
background, Jan drew in an excited gasp; but I barely heard it.
Bo's tongue fought back, exploring with innocent, yet equal passion. I
could feel him. His energy flowed into, and through me. His more than
rigid member pressed into my abdomen. I drew my head back; a thin strand
of saliva connecting us briefly. I kissed his neck, and slowly trailed my
tongue down to his chest.
His nipples were hard little pebbles, and I suckled at them. My warm
breath played against his bare skin, causing him to shiver with
anticipation. Down, I kissed. His young flat belly was firm against the
pressure of my lips; and I wetly tongued the indent of his navel.
I glanced up at him as he stared, wide eyed at the progression of events.
Lower; I began to nuzzle in the crisp 'v' that formed his pubic mound.
With gentle fingers I hooked the thin waistband of his thong and slipped it
downward.
The boy's meager offering of fine silky pubes were exposed before me. I
breathed them in, licked them, swizzled my tongue through them; wetting
them with my saliva. Bo squirmed invitingly under my touch.
With purpose, I pulled his briefs down below his knees and over his
feet; his throbbing boy extension slapped taut against his pubic mound.
Gently, ever so gently I brushed my lips and nose across its length.
Teasing him with the warm exhale of my breath.
Bo sighed deeply, and his breath caught as his young tool twitched
spasmodically. An almost clear bead of fluid formed at his cap. With
gentle fingers, I peeled his foreskin away, exposing the shiny plump cherry
of his glans. "Uhhhh..." he sighed.
I'm the one who shivered this time. A splendid shiver of delight, at
this moist ruby I had uncovered. I reached out my tongue to wipe away the
boy syrup leaking from his slit. Bo's body arched at the contact, and a
ghostly moan escaped him.
His excitement fueled me, and I licked the underside of his cock, just
below the head. He squirmed again in raw unadulterated pleasure. Slipping
my lips over his glans, I swirled my tongue around it. Lapping at his
slit, as if trying to gain entry. Bo's fingers clamped tightly into the
quilt below him. "Knulla... Åh knulla... ( Fuck... Oh fuck...) Bo
breathed...
Deliberately, slowly, I slid wet, tight lips down his shaft till my nose
brushed his still wet pubes. Then I slid back up his length, sucking as I
did so. Bo jerked, almost violently, and moaned again. I caught a glimpse
of Jan; I had forgotten he was even there. He had removed his briefs, and
sitting close, he was squeezing his prick in his fingers; his eyes intently
glazed on us. "Mmmm..." one or both of them moaned.
I bobbed up and down, my mouth making love to Bo's young tumescent tool
as he squeaked with pubescent, boylike pleasure. Slowly I slipped it out,
sucking on the end of it. And then I began kissing, and licking his shaft.
Down to his smooth scrotum, where I suckled his nuts into my mouth. I
could smell his sweaty boy aroma, and it was a delight to me...
As I nuzzled his balls, I began to jerk his tool with my fingers.
Slipping his foreskin up and down rapidly over his glans; my thumb and
forefinger tight on his cap. It was self lubing now, as more and more of
his juicy sweet boy honey drooled out of the tip.
"Ohhhh... Ohh, uhhhhhh..." Bo moaned as his hips writhed about. I took
him in my mouth again; heat radiated from his rod. Ever so lightly,
teasingly I scraped my teeth over his glans; nibbling on this most tasty of
treats. "Uhhhhhh.... Uhh..." He moaned with delight. I glanced up again
to see the pure look of ecstasy etched in Bo's beautiful features.
Jan had slid in closer, one hand squeezing his own throbbing shaft; the
other rubbing over Bo's heaving breast. I reached out with my right hand
to include him; taking his young balls into my fingers. I squeezed them
lightly, and rubbed him while I continued to suck; bobbing up and down on
Bo's fine boy post.
I could hear Jan sigh and gasp as I fondled him. With my palm still
cupping and rubbing against his testicles, I slid my fingers to the soft
spot behind his scrotum, and rubbed... He sighed again as I slid my middle
finger to his young bung hole and toyed with his moist opening.
It was an erotic orgy of events, and my own teenage prick was leaking
precum onto the quilt, and the warm skin of Bo's calf, which had wormed in
beneath me. "Uhhhhh, fuuuu...." Bo moaned loudly as his legs and feet
twitched. His toes spread, and clenched as feelings began to swirl and
ignite deep within him.
With my other hand, I wiped precum from my own dripping boy sausage;
onto my fingers, and then slipped them between Bo's thighs. I rubbed my
fingers into his wet crack. I found his pink rosebud, and lubed it with my
precum; then slid my finger gently around, and up into his anus.
"UHH, Uhhh, Uhhhh...." Bo moaned wildly, his stomach writhing. I pulled
my hand back from Jan and began rubbing Bo's thigh and hip. He was
building.... Building toward his orgasmic release... "Uhhhhhhhhhh,
Uhhhh..." Bo's fingers clenched tightly into the quilt.
I could feel his young body tense beneath me; his thighs tight as steel
as the rush of endorphins filled his every fiber... "Shh, shhhh,
UHHHHHH..." He lost himself. His young sac drew up tight, and the ring of
his anus clamped down on my finger; locking it tightly within his hot hole.
His hips raised, and bucked against me as his cock swelled and pulsed...
Splashhhh.... A hot jet of thick sticky boy seed erupted into my mouth,
and another... There was moaning, his limbs seized in orgasm. Another
pulse of molten boy goo spurted onto my tongue... I had to see it... I
had to....
I slipped him from my mouth, and grabbing his throbbing tool I stroked
him vigorously. Three more creamy shots ejaculated from his glistening boy
meat, splattering his chest and belly... Bo's entire body shuddered with
euphoric relief, as moans of pleasure escaped him... And slowly... Slowly
he went limp.
I looked up at him, and was elated to see the look on his face. But I
could still hear urgent moaning... What the...? I turned my head to see
Jan, pressed in tightly against us, and he was jerking off; his face
twisted in a grimace... I reached out and cupped my hand around his butt
cheek, pulling him in tight, and burying my fingers deep into his moist
crack, my finger piercing is wrinkled ring.
He pushed his hips into us, and moaned......... Hot blasts of ejaculate
spurted from him; some of it catching me in the face, but most of it
coating Bo's boy parts with a plentiful, sticky layer of sauce... He
trembled, and collapsed, his head resting on Bo's shoulder.
This was too much... I had never been so... So ultimately turned on.
I turned to look at Bo's genitals, dripping with the other boy's sperm; and
with an unexplained, yet urgent need, I licked his tender balls and shaft.
I moved up over Bo's torso, still splattered with his own wet offerings,
and I licked that as well.
I lay my sweaty nakedness down on top of him, and as our eyes met, I
lowered my lips to his and shared the seed of both boys with him. Jan
scooted up closely to us, and the three of us exchanged warm, wet kisses.
Our bodies all touching one another, sealed together with sweat and other
bodily fluids.
It occurred to me that I hadn't gotten off yet, and in truth I was more
than a little surprised that I hadn't already lost it during this erotic
event. But, in that moment, as much as I needed it; all I could think
about was the pleasure I had just given Bo. I could tell from the
tenderness of his kisses, and the way he looked into me, that this had been
very special to him.
The night was still young. Boys recover very quickly, and I knew it
wouldn't be long before they were ready to go again. This was Bo's moment,
and I loved him. I wanted him to have it.
I lay on my back between Bo and Jan, my arms around them both, idly
rubbing the soft skin of their backs. The boys were lying on their sides,
on either side of me, with their top legs resting comfortably over mine. We
all rested there for awhile, sharing and enjoying the warmth of each
other's naked bodies...
End of Part Seven
*( Come on, even you readers need a break after that. I know I do...)
We'll pick it up right there, next chapter....
* Special thanks to Hans Schreiber, author of 'Just Like Scott', for
allowing me to reference his story. You will find it on Nifty in the
Prolific Authors section.
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Naked In the Night / 1 thru 8
Peter and the Pirates / 1 thru 7 The Kid Next Door 1 & 2
Boys On Holiday 12/10/10 The Thing About Cory 11/23/10
My Time With David 11/7/10 My Friend Coda 10/24/10
Warm Summer Days 10/20/10 The Boy By The Lake 10/12/10