1. Holiday sexcapades Pt1; The Belgian Boy


    Date: 8/8/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Boy / Boy, Cum Swallowing, Gay, Masturbation, Teen Male / Teen Male, Young, Author: S.J.H.B., Rating: 73.1, Source: sexstories.com

    Holidays- a time to relax, unwind and do whatever the hell you want so after finishing breakfast following a few hours sleep due to arriving at the holiday resort in the early hours of the morning, all I felt like doing was heading down to the private beach, stripping off and getting some shut-eye. So that’s exactly what I did. The first few hours was spent letting my body soak up the morning sun. To give you an idea, I’m 18 years old, 6”0’ and just under 12 st (about 70kg for those who don’t understand stones, pounds and ounces). I have square shoulders with a muscular torso well defined from being a rugby player. Brown hair brown eyes with a light have of chest hair emerging. And I wanted to get a good tan so I pulled my swim shorts down at the waist below my boxer line exposing the ‘V’ pointing down towards my currently flaccid member. I toyed the bottom of my shorts up my thighs so if I were stood up, I would be dangling out of the bottom. I was lying on my back on the sun bed next to the sea, tossing and turning from side to side trying to (paradoxically) allow my youthfully smooth skin soak up all the suns heat whilst trying not to get burnt. I was only then that I saw him stood at the bar in his distinctively red swim shorts at which point he must have felt my eyes burning into his muscled back as he snapped around. It seemed like he was looking directly at me and as I was wearing sunglasses, I held his gaze. He started to walk towards me. Past all the occupied and ...
    empty sun beds he came. Each step he took revealed something new about that body I was now mesmerised by. A little shorter than me at about 5”10, he looked about the same age though his toned abs and stylised stubbly side burns made him look a little older. He continued his confident yet laid back walk that seemed, unintentionally, to show off all his best bits (wait, all his bits were the best bits) though it was obvious to me he knew he was being a tease. As he walked on past me our eyes must have met but only for a split second. I pretended I didn’t see. He headed over to a different sun bed on the other side of me and as he went away I tossed again so I could watch him from behind and see his thighs and calf’s straining as his arse seemed to strut to and fro as he walked. “Mmmm ‘dat ass” I thought to myself in a weird sore of American accent. Again he must have been psychic as at that moment, he turned to look directly at me and seemed to be checking me out. This time I avoided eye contact by pretending to be asleep. As he headed over to a sunbed a reasonable distance away it looked like he was strutting his stuff consciously now. I was just glad his sunbed wasn’t too far and it was still in line of sight thankfully for me! As I continued to watch him, as I had done earlier, he tugged down the top and pulled up the bottom of his red swim shorts, exposing just a bit more of his so far godly body. As I lay there visually undressing him, my mind was a blur; had that eye contact ...
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