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

    meant anything, was he checking me out or thinking what a perv I was, was he teasing me with his cute arse or was I imagining it? And most importantly would I spend the next weeks’ holiday just gazing at him or grazing ravenously on what he had to offer downstairs. My thoughts wandered as I drifted off to sleep Suddenly, I woke with a start and as my dream about him came back to me I felt myself becoming hard. To avoid embarrassment, I decided the best thing to do was to get in the water and go for a swim out to one of the pontoons moored just a little way out. As I was getting into the water, I noticed some movement out of the corner of my eye. It looked like he had decided to get wet at the same time and was walking where to where I got in. I thought nothing of it and continued my route towards the floating pontoon. I’m not the worlds best swimmer though I like to think of myself quite competent in the water, so after not too long he came past me heading towards the same empty pontoon as I was! This is my lucky day I thought to myself. If only I had known. As we got towards the steps onto the pontoon he seemed to slow down as if to let me catch up which I did with ease as I was hurrying to get close to his gorgeous arse as he climbed the steps. So there I was, looking up at him dripping wet, lifting himself out of the water. Suddenly he seemed to slip and come crashing down towards me. “Oh shit” I was thinking to myself “he’s going to land on top of me and think I’m weird ...
    for being so close!” Then all that went out of the window as he collided with me. His arse in my lap. Back against my chest. Arms around mine. It felt heavenly. Although only for a split second, it seemed as if his was pressing himself into me, wriggling his arse onto my easily excitable cock. Then his legs wrapped around the outside of mine, squeezing me into him. I could feel the strength, yet subtleness of his muscular frame encompassing me. As we fell further, submerging ourselves totally now, his arms reached around my back and brushed against my arse. Then with a clearly intentional effort he gave both cheeks a perky squeeze. All too soon though my moment of total bliss was over in just a couple of seconds (though it seemed like an age) as we began to untangle ourselves and proceeded to climb out onto the pontoon. As we both stood there processing what had just happened, he was the first to speak. “Bonjour” “Bonjour” I replied in French “French?” “Belgian” came the reply “You speak English?” “Yes, a little. Sorry I fell” “Its no problem” Though what I really wanted to say was ‘No no, please do it again, but naked, in private, oiled up’. My thoughts were running away from me and he could clearly see I was getting distracted as I was letting my eyes wander too. He brushed firmly past me accompanied by a tantalising fondle at the front this time and headed towards the far side of the pontoon. I had to follow him, so I sat down, with my legs and hips firmly pressing against ...
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