Date: Fri, 23 Sep 2011 18:31:32 -0700
From: Ian Bridge <about.a.boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Boy From Sweden Part 9
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; Jan had spent the night with his friend Bo, with
their older friend Erik watching over them. Their plan of course was to
have Erik teach them some of the finer points of sex. The boys indeed
learned a great deal about 'BJ's, and erotic stimulation. When Jan went
home, Erik had a special gift for the young Swedish boy. We pick up with
the last half page of the previous chapter...
The Boy From Sweden
Part Nine
Since Jan was gone, I figured now would be a good time to show Bo what
came in the UPS package this morning. "Come on," I said, "I have something
to show you. We went back into my room there in the barn. I grabbed up
the box off the dresser and turned to hand it to Bo.
"What's this?" Bo asked curiously.
"Open it." I told him. "It's just something I got for you." His eyes
lit up with curiosity, and he pulled at the wrappings to open the package.
Opening it, he pulled out a grey plastic bag, and gently tore it open.
His eyes went wide, and a huge smile crossed his lips, as he pulled out
a brand new, Garmin Cervelo team issued riding kit. It was his favorite
team, and this was their newest spandex riding kit; an authentic jersey,
and bib shorts.
"Whoa......" He yelled as he looked at the black, blue and white riding
gear. He literally flew into my arms and squeezed me into a tight hug. He
held me that way for many seconds, before tearfully pulling away.
"Why are you crying?" I asked, but I already knew.
"This is so awesome Erik... You got this just for me?" He wiped an
excited tear away.
"Well, it won't fit me." I laughed, "So yes, it's just for you." He
grinned and hugged me again. This time kissing me affectionately on the
lips.
"So... try it on." I suggested. I didn't need to ask twice. Bo slipped
out of his shorts and underwear, and all but ripped off his shirt. He
pulled the bib shorts on, eyeing me with a smile as he reached in and
adjusted himself; then pulled on the jersey and zipped it up. He ran into
the bathroom to check it out in the mirror.
"Ohhh.... This is so friggen awesome..." He hooted from the bathroom. I
walked in to look at him. I have to say, this was a pretty slick looking
riding outfit, and Bo looked exceptional in it.
He turned and wrapped his arms around me, holding me in a long, and
meaningful hug. "Erik, this is the nicest thing you could have ever done
for me." Bo said, still clinging to me. "I have to go show gramma and
grampa." He looked himself over in the mirror again and with a huge grin,
he headed for the door.
Bo made it halfway to the door, then stopped. Turning around, he looked
at me, then ran back and leaped up into my arms, wrapping his arms and legs
around me in another meaningful hug.
"You're the best Erik." he beamed, and he pressed his open lips to mine,
searching for my tongue. A full minute passed before we came up for air.
"Tomorrow," Bo said, "We can ride up to the lake, for a picnic or
something... And, I have something I want to give you too." He smiled at
me, and ran off excitedly for the house.
That evening, Anneli (Bo's Grandma) prepared a fantastic dinner for us.
She wanted to thank me for taking care of Bo for the two days that they had
been gone. In my mind though, I had already been heartily rewarded for
that; with all the fun we had.
Still, it was a great meal; and we shared some wonderful conversation.
Later in the evening they talked me into playing a board game with them;
not really my thing, but I have to admit I did have fun playing.
Bo was a joy for me to watch. His boyish animation, and his sweet smile
were simply exciting to me. He always finds the joy in things, and his
youthful laugh just makes me feel, well, happy. We played for a long
while, until it was time to turn in; and then it took a good deal of
convincing to get Bo to change out of his new Cervelo riding outfit. He
certainly would have gone to sleep wearing it if he could.
I went back to his bedroom with him to say goodnight, and actually
helped him out of the Latex riding outfit. He smiled at me as I slid the
bib shorts off, leaving him naked. Bo crawled into his bed without putting
any underwear on, and as I reached out to pull up his covers, he playfully
grabbed my hand and placed it on his exposed genitals.
The tender warmth of his soft boy parts made me shiver with lust, and I
couldn't resist rubbing my fingers over his boy bits for a moment. He
closed his eyes with a soft sigh.
"Thanks again for the riding outfit Erik." He whispered softly.
"Welcome. Glad you liked it." I replied. Bo looked at me and smiled,
and I could feel his young soft rod start to stiffen in my fingers. With a
little grin, I squeezed once, and letting him go, I pulled his covers up;
then stooped in close for a soft little kiss.
"Night..." he breathed.
"See you in the morning buddy." I smiled and headed for the door.
"Luv you Erik..." Bo whispered.
"Me too." I smiled as I shut off his light, and quietly closed the door.
I walked out toward the living room where Bodil and Anneli were relaxing
on the couch with the TV on. "Erik..." Bodil said. "Thanks so much for
taking care of all the chores. And of course for watching Bo."
"No problem." I smiled. "Guess I'll hit the sack as well..."
"Goodnight Erik." Anneli smiled. I waved and headed back out to the
barn, and my room there. It had been a long day, and I quickly stripped
out of my clothes and crawled into my own warm bed.
I lay there for awhile with my hands tucked up behind my head, as I
relived the day and thought about young Bo. I did love that kid. In my
seventeen years, all my sexual activity before this, was about getting my
rocks off. It was fun, and exciting, and as I thought about it; seemed to
be all about me.
But laying there, I realized that with Bo, it was different. I wanted
to make him happy. It was more about what he was feeling, than what I was.
With that pleasant realization, I drifted off to a good nights slumber.
I woke the next morning to sounds outside the barn. When I peeked out
my window, I saw Bodil out in the nearby field starting some of the daily
chores. Quickly I got dressed, and headed out to meet him there.
"Sorry..." I said sleepily. "Guess I overslept this morning."
"No worries. I wanted you to take a few days off anyway." Bodil smiled.
"You did all the chores for me the last two days; you deserve a reward for
that."
"Ah, well... I appreciate that, but it's all good. I'll get the
irrigation started and we'll be done in no time." I told him. With that
we worked at getting things done; and quickly everything was wrapped up for
the morning, and we headed back to the barn.
"Get cleaned up, and come in for breakfast." Bodil said, as he headed
for the house. I went into my room and stripped off my sweaty clothes,
then hopped into my shower for a quick wash. Slipping on some shorts and a
shirt, I went across the driveway to the house and into the kitchen.
There was a fantastic smell filling the air; and as I sat down, Anneli
set a plate of hot, freshly baked Cinnamon Buns on the table. "Ohh....
Man that smells soooo good." I complimented, as I breathed it in. Anneli
smiled.
"Help yourself." She offered. I didn't have to be asked twice, and I
snagged one of them as she brought me a plate. Bo came to the table then,
fresh from his morning shower, and already wearing his Cervelo cycling
outfit. His long blond hair was still damp; and he had it pushed back
behind his ears. It was a different look for him, and he looked so cute.
I smiled and thought to myself; this kid could paint himself purple, and
he'd still look good.
"God Morgan Erik." (Good Morning) Bo smiled.
"Morning sunshine..." I beamed back. Bo slid into the seat along side
of me, then playfully took the Cinnamon bun off of my plate, instead of
grabbing another one for himself. He grinned at my look of protest, and
bit into the warm pastry.
"Mmm, these are good Mormor. " (Grandma) He smiled again at me, as I
reached to take a new one and put it on my plate. Taking another bite, Bo
looked at me, then put the half eaten one back on my plate, and took the
fresh one for himself. I had to grin at the boyish look of innocence on
his face, and Bo giggled delightedly.
With youthful playfulness, he reached out teasingly and held the
Cinnamon Bun out toward my mouth; for me to take a bite. He pulled it away
of course, as I leaned in for it; and he giggled again, then set it down on
my plate.
He looked at his fingers, which were covered with the sticky frosting.
I glanced to be sure Anneli wasn't looking; then I took hold of Bo's hand,
and leaning in a bit, I took his finger into my mouth, and suggestively
sucked the frosting off of it.
Bo's surprised look was worth the effort. He quickly shot a glance at
his grandmother to be sure she didn't see. He looked back at me with a sly
grin, as I sucked his middle finger into my mouth, sliding it in and out in
a seductive manner. Bo almost choked on his laughter.
"Mmm, you're right. This is really good." I said with a little double
entendre that only Bo and I picked up on. He gave me a little smirk, and
as I peeked down below the table, I noticed the bulge in his spandex
appeared to be swelling just a bit.
When we had finished eating, Bo mentioned that he needed to do some
training on the bicycle today. He asked if I would help him; which of
course I was certainly more than happy to do.
Anneli made up some snacks for us to pack along, and within a half an
hour we pulled the bikes out of the barn. I had changed into the riding
shorts which Bo had given me, and we filled up the water bottles with
Gatorade. Finally donning two small day packs, we rode out toward the
highway.
"I need to really work hard today Erik." Bo told me. "You need to push
me, Ja?" So we set out, and after a brief warm up period we quickly picked
up the pace. I remembered some training techniques, from working at the
bike shop, and I challenged Bo with them.
As we rode along, heading up into the hills, we would ride hard, all out
sprints for thirty seconds, then drop to a high cadence pace for a around a
minute. Then I forced the sprint again. Over and over we did this, and Bo
never complained; though I knew his legs were hurting, and our lungs were
burning at times with the effort.
"Det är bra..." (This is good) Bo breathed hard. "Keep pushing me
Erik." And I did. I made him shift into the big chain ring, even though
we were going uphill; and with great difficulty he pushed onward without
complaint for over an hour.
Finally we reached the plateau, where the climb leveled out. I was
pretty well spent, but I knew this is where the training really gets
results. With both of us dripping sweat, I looked Bo in the eyes and
challenged him again.
"Come on..." I said sternly. "This is make or break time." I stood
from the saddle, and started pounding forward; peddling with everything I
had. "Come on.... Catch me..." I yelled back at him as I pulled away.
Bo responded instantly; though his face showed the pain, he gritted it
out and stood on his peddles furiously in pursuit. I'll be honest, I was
hurting. I had never pushed myself that hard before; but we raced along
the twisting road at a very quick pace. Bo had long since caught me, but
we pushed on for several kilometers, drafting one another.
After a long while, I called out to him to pull up. He looked back at
me under his arm in full race form, and pulled away. I had cracked; the
bike racing term for 'bonking'. Bo sat up on the saddle, and raised his
hands in the air; celebrating his victory.
We slowed then (thank god), and rode on at a casual cool down pace.
Both of us were soaked with sweat; our legs felt like rubber, but Bo was
happy. He knew that he had trained very hard today, and would certainly
see some positive results come from it.
Turning onto the other highway, we eventually came to the lake and rode
it's perimeter. Finally we came to a familiar spot. This was the place Bo
and Jan had taken me on that first ride, where we ended up skinny dipping.
Bo looked at me with a sly smile. Was it fortuitous, or by design that we
ended up here?
Turning off the road, we made our way down the short trail and got off
the bikes; setting them in the wild grass. Bo and I walked to the same
spot we had been before, and we slipped off the day packs and dropped them
there on the ground.
"Shall we take a swim?" I suggested, knowing full well that's what we
were going to do.
"Ja. I'm all yucky with sweat." Bo answered, as he began carefully
pulling off his riding jersey. Kicking out of shoes and socks, we stripped
ourselves naked, and walked to the edge of the lake.
"Thanks for helping me train Erik." Bo said sincerely, as he stepped in
close for a hug.
"Mm, you're welcome bud." I replied. "And thank you..."
"Huh..? For what?" Bo looked confused.
"For eating my Cinnamon Bun this morning you butthead..." And with a
laugh, I picked Bo up and tossed him playfully into the lake. Bo surfaced,
laughing gleefully as he splashed the cool water back at me. I took
several quick steps and dove past him.
We splashed each other, and wrestled around for a moment until Bo popped
up from the water directly in front of me. The glistening water washed his
hair back around his head, and gleamed in the sunlight as it rolled, and
dripped down his beautiful face.
I stared at him, mesmerized by his young beauty and dazzling smile. I
hooked my arm around his waist and pulled him into me; then cupped my other
hand behind his head, and leaning in, I smothered his lips with my own.
Bo's arms wrapped tightly around me, as our tongues wetly searched each
others mouths. Even standing in the cool water of the lake, I could feel
the warmth of his naked skin pressed against me; tantalizing...
Stimulating me.
We both moaned into each others mouths, hungrily sucking the others
tongue, as though we couldn't get enough. I leaned my body back just a
bit, lifting Bo's feet from the lake bottom. He wrapped his long, lean
legs around my hips, locking his feet together behind me.
I moved my hand down from his waist, across the supple curves of his
firm, well rounded boyish ass, and found his crease. I began rubbing into
his depths, and then softly inserted my middle finger up into him.
"Mmm..." he breathed into my mouth as I gently continued to finger his
boy hole. Our rigid tools pressing enticingly against one another.
After several minutes, I turned and as best I could, moved us toward the
shore. I carried him, still embraced together until we reached the edge;
where reluctantly Bo finally had to stand.
We walked up to where we had laid our packs, and opening them, Bo pulled
out a small thin blanket, which we spread out in the grass. Bo stood there
in all his glory. His young cock, still dripping wet, and standing up
firmly against his tummy.
He took my hand, and lying down, he pulled me down next to him. Bo
smiled tenderly at me, and began kissing, and licking his way down my
torso. He was filled with youthful enthusiasm as he meandered downward.
His tongue traced the muscles of my abdomen, which defined my adolescent
six pack. I shivered as he exhaled soft breath against my skin.
Bo reached my tight pubes, and looking up at me with a playful grin, he
began grazing there, nibbling and nuzzling into me. "Åh, vad är detta?"
(Oh, what is this?) He grinned, as he reached my erect penis.
"Är det en majskolv?" (Is it corn on the cob?) He chuckled, as he began
tenderly chewing at it, as if eating an ear of corn.
"Stop it..." I laughed, as his gentle teething tickled my teenage
member. Bo glanced up at me with a broad grin. Then he moved and licked
my nut sac.
"Åh, valnötter! (Oh, walnuts!) He grinned, as he juggled them lightly in
his fingers.
"You little goofball..." I laughed, and reached down to grab him. I
hauled him up my body, and rolled over so he was underneath me. He
squirmed and laughed as I tickled him lightly.
I pulled up from him, kneeling between his legs; then I reached down and
grabbed his ankles in my hands. Smiling, I raised his knees up to his
chest and spread them to the outside, so his upraised and spread buttocks
hovered above my thighs.
"Hmm... What's this?" I toyed with him as I pulled his firm boy tool
away from his belly. "Looks like a banana, or something... Hmm, lets peel
it and find out." With my fingers I slid his foreskin down off his glans,
exposing his plum tip. Bo giggled happily.
"I don't know of any bananas that look like that..." I teased. "I
better try some of it..." I leaned forward and sucked the tip of his
boyhood into my mouth; sucking and tasting it. "Nope... That's not a
banana..." I grinned, as I popped him out of my mouth. Bo stuck his tongue
out at me, then laughed.
I gave him a questioning look, as I moved in closely toward his
testicles. "And look at these strange things..." I said, as I fingered his
scrotum. "A sack of marbles maybe..? No, too small for that... Maybe
they're peanut M&Ms" I teased. Bo just laughed, and wiggled his butt at
me.
"Well then; what's this..? A secret opening?" I asked, as I rubbed my
finger tip over his wrinkled pink grommet. Bo was still wet, and fresh
from the lake, so I leaned in and tickled his orifice with my tongue.
The boy quivered, and cooed under the moist, warm probing. There was no
odd smell, no taste; just fresh, erotic boy. I toyed with his tender
grommet, as he continued to squirm, and moan excitedly under my touch.
After a long while, the playful exchange went from youthful playing
around, to sexually charged desire. I lay down on top of Bo, and we
engulfed each other. Wrapping each other up, we squirmed, and rolled
about, exchanging copious amounts of oral fluids.
Limbs wrapped this way and that, as we twisted around each other. Bo on
top of me, then me on top of him. Our bodies exchanged moist warmth as we
ground, and groped against each other.
My fingers cupped into the fold of his butt cheeks, and I could feel his
internal heat radiating from his anus. We twisted yet again, as if trying
to absorb one another. Slippery precum drooled from both of us, and we
savored it on our tongues, each time we wriggled close enough to suckle at
the tap.
"Knulla mig Erik... " (Fuck me Erik.) Bo breathed as he stuck his
tongue into my mouth. "Jag vill att du I mig." (I want you in me.) "Please
Erik... Do it with me..." Bo pleaded.
I pulled back and looked him deeply in the eyes for a long moment. We
smiled at each other, and Bo drew his knees up again into his chest,
spreading them invitingly. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked
honestly.
"Yes please..." Bo replied, and he wiggled his hips almost impatiently.
I smiled at him, and on my knees, I nestled in closely to his warm bottom.
Reaching down, I grabbed my length, and rubbed my dripping precum over his
opening. Bo smiled up at me, and nodded.
I was trembling, and nervous. Scared and delighted in the same moment.
For me, I genuinely wanted to make love to this boy. It wasn't about sex.
It was about connecting intimately with Bo; to be closer to him; this boy I
felt love for. Gently, I pressed my leaking tip against his pink pucker.
I felt it spread him, as his tight ring wrapped around the tip of my glans.
"More..." he breathed, and he seemed to push up against me.
I felt the head of my dick pop up inside him, as his anus clamped around
the ridge of my stiff glans. Bo seemed to wince just a bit; and I was
panicked a little, not wanting to hurt him. I looked into his eyes again,
questioningly.
He smiled so softly at me; and I could actually feel his inner ring
relax around my pole, to accept my entry. Still shaking, I pressed
forward; tenderly sliding my shaft further into him. He moaned slightly,
and somehow I knew it was a pleasurable expression.
Bo's feet rested softly on top of my shoulders; my hands were holding the
underside of his thighs and I steadied myself as I leaned into him. I
could feel the heat of his insides encasing my shaft.
I was the one who moaned out loud this time. My god the feeling was so
overpowering and incredible. "Mmmm..." We both seemed to moan at the same
time; the strange foreign language of this most intimate mating ritual.
I could feel myself sinking into him, and I closed my eyes to further
appreciate the tactile sensations that gripped my penis and drew me in.
Finally, my pubic mound nestled in tightly against him, as I quite
literally bottomed out.
Bo's young testicles were softly, and sensually pressing into my pubes.
Both of us felt it when my dick twitched inside of him, and our eyes met
again. I held myself there for a moment, and leaned down to kiss Bo's soft
lips; settling my weight against him.
"Mmm..." Bo moaned as he wiggled slightly. "Do it Erik... Hump me
please..." he sighed. Slowly I pulled my hips back, drawing my length out
of him. He sighed again with erotic pleasure that I couldn't imagine.
"Hump me..." He begged.
I rolled my hips forward, then back; slowly pumping within him. His
mouth opened in a long slow sigh of enjoyment. "Ohh... Ohhhh..." I began
to quicken my pace to his pleasure. My thrusts were erratic in depth and
rhythm, but Bo seemed to truly enjoy every throbbing push .
"Mmm, mmm, mmm..." He chanted with my inward thrusts. My balls bouncing
playfully against his warm bottom. I closed my eyes and moaned along with
him as the sensations sparked and jolted within me.
"Ohh.... Oh god...." Hump after hump, in an out; thrusting deeply into
him. I changed pace slightly, and wriggled a bit. "Ohh, oh ya...." Bo
mumbled through frenzied breathing.
I pulled my right hand away from his thigh, and grasped his ankle;
holding his leg out to the side. The new position created a different
leverage, and turned my boy sausage slightly inside of him. "Ohhhh.....
Ohooo..." Bo moaned with pleasure as I bounced into his sweet spot.
I was beginning to feel myself climb toward orgasm. It felt like I had
plugged my penis into a light socket. The rising heat, and impulses
charging, and discharging within me. "Ohh.. Ohhhh..." One of us moaned,
then the other...
I felt Bo spasm against me as he reached some magical euphoric state of
his own, and I put my hand back on his soft under-thigh, as I continued to
spank my pelvis into his bottom. "I'm.... I'm gonna cum...." I managed to
breath out.
"Mmm, do it... Do it..." Bo panted back.
My balls drew up to me, perhaps shielding themselves from the pending
explosion. My thighs tightened, awash with endorphins; and Bo must have
felt my glans expand, because his anus clamped down on me. "Ohh
fuuuuuckingaaaaaaaa....." I screamed as the dam burst.
Pulse after pulse hot seed flooded from me; spilling my steaming boy
chowder into the depths of my young lovers rectum. The sensations that
coursed through, and out of me were prolonged, and indescribable; and then,
as if someone shut off the electricity, I slumped limply onto Bo soft naked
body.
I strained for breath, and could barely feel my teenage tool pulse
weekly, as it slipped slowly from Bo's young, pummeled hole; only to plop
out as if birthed, in search of air. Bo lowered his legs, and wrapped his
arms around me, holding me to him.
"Det var jävla otroligt..." (That was fucking incredible...) Bo
whispered, then he leaned in and kissed my cheek. I turned breathlessly,
to look into his smiling eyes, and I almost cried as I gazed into those
warm blue pools.
Essentially, I had just lost my virginity. This experience was one that
I would relive with fondness for the rest of my life. My first time;
making love. "Are you okay?" I asked Bo. He smiled softly at the
question, and nodded happily as we lay there resting.
"Let's just rest for a few minutes." I suggested. "Then it's your
turn." He smiled at me.
"Na... I want to wait. It'll feel more special, if we can do it
another time. This was just so cool, I want to remember it just like
this..." He smiled, and hugged me.
"Really? You sure?" I questioned: and Bo nodded at me.
"You can jack me off though, ja?" He requested. I looked at his
beautiful boyish features and smiled. Reaching down I took hold of his
semi soft boy part. Squeezing just a little; a large drop of existing pre
cum rolled out of his tip.
I lowered myself to him, and licked the sticky residue from his member;
then closed my wet mouth around him and sucked him back into a turgid
state. Licking and nuzzling his young testies, I began masturbating him.
It didn't take long to build his four and a half inches toward climax.
Stroking him, I peeled his pink banana, and darted my tongue over his
continually leaking bulb. He moaned as I worked him, playing my tongue
around the lip of his glans. His smooth cap swelled before my eyes and his
hips squirmed, tingling joyfully.
Gasping, and moaning heavily, a creamy geyser suddenly erupted in front
of me. Spurting upward and dropping wetly back onto my hand and Bo's pubic
area. Another hefty squirt, and another... I clamped my mouth over his
pulsing boy spigot, and drank down the rest of his offerings. He writhed
at the sensitive touch, as my tongue bathed his purple plum; cleaning off
the last of his boy juices.
When he had finished, I rolled off to his side, and rubbed my hand over
the soft skin of his belly and chest. We lay together for a time, simply
enjoying the moment. Finally I got to my feet, and gave him a hand up.
Both of us moved to the edge of the water, and plunged our sweaty bodies
once again into the cooling pool.
We swam around for the next half hour, just floating and talking;
occasionally splashing each other playfully. With the day moving along, we
climbed out of the water, and spread ourselves on the blanket, to let the
afternoon sun dry our naked bodies. Bo was lying close to me, with my arm
under his head like a pillow.
I simply watched him, and listlessly stroked my fingers over his soft
skin. "Mmm, that feels good." Bo breathed. He rolled into me putting his
arm over my chest, and his top leg up over my thighs. His soft package
pressed into my hip as he gazed at me.
"Thanks Erik." he whispered.
"For...?" I prompted.
"You know. For being.... Well, for doing it with me. For being inside
me like that."
"Was it what you expected?" I asked, sincerely wanting to know.
"Yup... It was all weird, and awesome at the same time. It kinda hurt
at first. But not in a real bad way or anything. More like,
uncomfortable. But then when you were humping in me... It touched me
somehow; I don't know how to say it... It's kinda like, when you have an
itch, and you know that great feeling you get when you finally scratch it.
It was kinda like that, I guess..." I grinned at him.
"That's cool. I can't wait till you... Well, scratch mine." I laughed,
and Bo giggled along with me. We relaxed there, until the warm sun had
dried us. Sitting up, we fished out the snacks from our backpacks, that
Anneli had prepared for us; and we gobbled them down.
Bo stood, and reached out a hand to pull me up. We stood in front of
each other for a moment and I ran my fingers through his long blond locks,
pulling him toward me. Bo pursed his lips, expecting my kiss; but with his
eyes closed, I reached out my tongue and wetly licked his nose instead.
"Eww..... Man, what was that?" He laughed, wiping his palm over it.
"That's how the Eskimo's kiss." I joked.
"Nu uh..." He grinned. "It's like this." He stepped forward, and
grabbing both of our soft dicks in his fingers, he rubbed their tips
together; then giggled.
"Ahh.... I see now." I laughed. "So... They must French kiss like
this..." I reached out and with our pricks still pressed together, I
pulled his foreskin forward and over the head of mine, coupling them
together.
We both shared a nice laugh, and finally separated and began to put our
clothes back on. Damn! I was really beginning to enjoy this being naked
stuff. Finally though, we rolled the blanket up, and stuffed it back into
one of the packs.
"Ready?" I asked Bo.
"Ja..." he replied, picking his bike up. We pushed them back up the
footpath to the road, and climbing on, we set off for the ride back home.
It was casual, fun. We talked, and joked as we rode along; even singing a
Lady GaGa song, and making up our own funny, and sometimes dirty lyrics to
it.
Finally we reached home; pulling down the long driveway to the house,
where we stowed the bikes away in the barn. I walked back across to the
house with Bo, carrying the empty plastic containers that our snacks had
been packed in.
"Ah, you're home." Anneli smiled as we walked in. "Did you have fun?"
"Great fun Mormor." (Grandma) Bo smiled at me as he hugged her.
"Well that's wonderful dear. Do you two want some raspberry lemonade?"
She asked.
"Mmm. Sounds good." We both agreed, and we sat at the table while
Anneli poured some for us.
"Your friend Jan called for you earlier." Anneli mentioned to Bo. "I
talked with his mother for awhile, and I think she wants to ask Erik a
favor."
"Really? What kind of favor?" Bo asked curiously.
"Well, we talked about what a great job Erik did, watching you two boys
while we were gone. I told her how responsible Erik has been, helping
around here, and doing all the farm chores and such. She says her boys are
quite fond of Erik."
"And..?" Bo pushed.
"So, she and her husband are having their fifteenth anniversary this
coming weekend. They were wanting to get away, just the two of them, and
go into Stockholm for the weekend.
"And, and.... " Bo questioned impatiently. Anneli smiled and shook her
head.
"And, I think they need someone to watch their boys while they are
gone." She finished, as she set our lemonade's on the table.
"Oh, that would be so fun..." Bo beamed, and his grandmother shook her
head.
"Don't you think Erik should have a say in that?!" she laughed.
"Oh... Oh ya, I guess so huh... Duh." he grinned sheepishly at me.
"Anyway," she said, "give Jan a call and find out if that's what they
want to ask about."
Bo dove for the phone and quickly called his friend Jan. They chatted
for several long minutes, and I kept hearing words like, 'Cool', and 'that
would be so awesome' and, 'I have something to tell you'. Finally Bo
handed me the phone, and said that Jan's mom wanted to talk to me.
"Hi, this is Erik." I said after taking the phone. I listened a bit, as
she explained the things that Anneli had already told me. Finally she
asked if I would be willing to do it. "Well, I'll need to check with Bodil
and Anneli first, to see if it's ok." I told her.
Anneli quickly nodded her approval. Apparently they had already
discussed the matter between them.
"Yes, well that would be fine then." I said, listening again. "Great,
we'll see you then... Ok... Goodbye."
"What? Are we going to do it?" Bo jumped at me as I hung up the phone.
"Well, ya. On Saturday, after you guys ride your Criterium race, you
and I will go over to Jan's house and I'll watch over you guys for the
weekend..."
"Det är häftigt." (That is awesome.) Bo said happily, pumping his fist.
I'm quite sure his grandmother couldn't figure out what he was so excited
about, but of course, I kind of knew what was going through his mind.
"Well, you two go get cleaned up." Anneli directed us "We'll have dinner
in an hour and a half, ja?" And she smiled at us, as she shooed us out of
the kitchen. Bo went in to take his shower, and almost reluctantly I went
back out to my room in the barn, to do the same.
It looked like an exciting weekend ahead. The cycling race would be
exciting. And I could only imagine what would go on at Jan's house, what
with their nice swimming pool and sauna area. I was actually looking
forward to it.
I climbed into my shower, and as I lathered myself up, there was
certainly no way that I couldn't think about what had happened today at the
lake. I pictured Bo, and my dick quickly climbed upward. With a fistful
of my cock, and the soap, I joyfully relived my loss of virginity...
End of Part Nine
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