It is now two months since any of the boys contacted me, so I guess that I have to get myself together and have a Big Reality Check.If you do read this guys, whatever i did wrong please forgive me. We could have had an awesome holiday together.
Part Three - Big Reality Check
At 3am I didn't think anyone would be around so I stripped my T and shorts off and stood at the window slowly and gently stroking my rock hard 7 incher, looking down at the lights of New York. Suddenly my heart skipped a beat as arms wrapped around my body and a naked Trev pressed his dick against my bum. "I have been longing for this moment, since I first saw your pics." he whispered in my ear. I don't seem to be able to get you on your own. Grasping my hand he lead me over to a shag pile rug and lay me down. "Do you realize that you have yet to fuck me?" As he slowly lowered his perfect bum down onto my dick, he whispered once again: " I have waited since forever for that curve to massage my prostate. This is going to be awesome." His smile was to die for.With his bum cheeks now sitting on my pubes, Trev leaned forward and gently rubbed his nose against mine. Then our lips met for the first time, two small pecks and then pressure. I opened my lips and immediately my mouth was invaded by a long soft probe. " That electric tooth brush works wonders in here, Dude." he quipped. "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," I replied. At the same time the muscles in his bum hole were working over time, just clenching and relaxing, clenching and relaxing, working my throbbing knob like a professional. Trev knew exactly what he was doing and every few minutes he would sit still and allow me to come back from the edge. After ten or so minutes of this Trev sat up again and leaned back. I could clearly see a smile on his face, but it was too dark to see any details. The faces of all the guys from yesterday seemed to blend into one and then disappear, making Trev again faceless.
Still clenching and relaxing Trev slowly started to move up and down on my throbbing member. I began to thrust upwards, holding his glorious globes firmly in my hands. The movement was slow at first, but as we both gradually increased our speed I knew the climax was close for both of us. As the climax descended upon us, our verbal ecstasy grew louder and louder. I became aware of many faces all around us and voices saying: "Yes, Philip!!!!!!!!!!" I didn't care that all these faceless people were watching, I was making love to my beloved Trev at last. With the climax imminent, Trev leaned forward once again and our lips met in another passionate contact. If I had been able to count there would have been at least seven bursts of hot creamy cum lining the inside of Trev's awesome passage. At the same time there were the same number of blasts landing on my chest and face. I gasped for air and then everything went blank.
I hadn't had a wet dream for such a long time, it took a fair while to realize what had just happened. When I did the tears welled up inside me and I cried uncontrollably for a long time. The cum on my chest and face did not belong to my beloved Trev, but was my own. I had not wanked since the messages and emails had stopped, so the build up in my balls had got too much for them to hold. I felt deflated, I was in despair. For weeks I had sat each morning staring at a blank screen, willing it to spring to life. All my contacts had been deleted except for my beloved American trio. I left messages, I wrote emails, I wrote stories, all to no avail. My friends had deserted me and I knew not why.
My last contact with Mark had been about his school's production of Peter Pan. We had joked about his bro, Peter wearing tights and who was going to play Wendy at an all boys school. John and Trev had been at John's house for the holidays. The three of us had chatted for several hours and John's Mum was annoyed, because she had been left on her own watching the TV. She had then quizzed them both about why they were so enchanted by me. We had all had such a great time chatting. The next day I got a short message to say they were suddenly going to New York. John's mum had business there. Trev told me he had been so happy the night before.I knew the families were very wealthy. I knew the parents were scared of kidnappers. I knew they all had body guards with guns at the school. I knew the combined school fees was more than my father earned in a year. I didn't care about that. I knew I was in love with three faceless American dudes and my heart had just been ripped apart.
I must have cried myself to sleep, because about three hours later I woke up on top of my sheets with cum drying on my face and chest.My mind must have woken as well, as I suddenly had a big reality check. This was it, they weren't going to contact me ever. They were piss weak American Teens who dare not disobey their parents, even for a friend they had all said they loved. They could have defied their parents and sent me one message. They could have asked a friend to email me and explain what had happened, but they didn't. I guess I was a convenient friend for them all for six months of our lives. I am not sorry, I enjoyed every minute of it.
Well I didn't get a response from my friends in America, but I did have enough response from others to finish the story. I hope you liked it and there will be other stories.feel free to contact me: pmwhit2011@hotmail.com, or pmwhit2011@yahoo.com.au