After having some very erotic dreams that first night in the hotel, I was relieved to find that the next morning Charlie didn't mention anything about the blowjob i'd given him. He was totally cool and normal, and I relaxed again and really started looking forward to the holiday. I didn't get to catch up with my old mates that often so i'd been really looking forward to it, and I knew these other guys would be a good laugh when we all got drunk.
The flight out to Berlin was pretty choppy and we were all a bit shaken and out of it by the time we got in to Berlin airport.
It was about lunchtime by the time we finally got ourselves to the hotel, and it turned out that Dan had booked us two rooms of four people. We stood in the lobby for a few minutes, everybody looked drained and currently incapable of making a decision even as easy as who should go in which rooms. Charlie was quickest to speak.
"How bout me, Fowls and Pete kip with Ste" he suggested. "We've already shared a room you know, so it makes sense".
He said it with authority, and everybody nodded along, having no reason to disagree.
"That cool with you Ste?" Dan asked. "I mean it's only for sleeping anyway, so doesn't really matter right?"
I felt slightly uneasy, but like he said, it didn't make much difference, so I just nodded. "Yeah, that's cool".
We all agreed to go to our rooms for a nap and chillout after the long journey and agreed to meet up again in an hour or so. We got into the room and all chose our bed. I was on the bottom bunk on the left and Charlie on the bottom bunk on the right. The other two were above us.
When we got in, Charlie and Pete relaxed over on the lower bunk on Charlie's side, Fowler and me stayed on my bed, and we all just lay back. I couldn't take a nap, with Fowler on the bed too, so just sat there. They started talking about the girls they'd been chasing the night before, and left nothing to the imagination in the descriptions. I was pretty much left out of this conversation, so I decided to go and take a shower in the ensuite.
The shower was hot and awesome. There was no lock on the door and I worried for a few minutes they might come in and start getting pics of me naked or something, but it never happened. I felt really refreshed afterwards and dried myself down, put my clothes back on and walked back out into the room. Fowls had moved off my bed now, and was sitting on the other side of Charlie. They were all looking at something funny on his phone.
I walked across to my stuff and draped my towel over the end of the bed to let it dry.
"What you guys looking at?" I asked, trying to enter the conversation finally.
Charlie looked up. "Ah, nothin much. Just showing them the picture I took of our little escapade last night". He gave me a wink and, the other two laughed again.
The colour dropped from my face. I tried to work out if he could be talking about what I though he was talking about
"What?" I said, trying to sound casual, in case he was just teasing, and I walked across to look at the screen. Charlie wasn't worried and turned to show it to me. I saw the photo on the screen clearly showing my face with his dick deep inside my mouth.
My dick twinged slightly seeing it, but I was thinking more about the other two guys. I couldn't even find the words.
Charlie cut in before I could speak and vent my anger. "Chill dude. These two won't say anything to the others. Don't worry, your mates aren't gonna know. It's just us Brighton boys. And c'mon, it's not like we haven't seen cocksuckers before in Brighton. So you like sucking dick, big deal".
I looked at the others and they were nodding, looking genuine.
"It's cool man, seriously" Fowls said reassuringly.
I looked at them each for a couple of seconds then just shrugged. "Ok, whatever then" I said. I didn't feel great about this, but it was done now, and they seemed cool about it, so there was nothing to do really except carry on.
I turned and headed back to my stuff and started pulling a couple of things out off my bag to start unpacking.
I heard somebody get up behind me and start walking across, I glanced round and Fowler was approaching, and had his hand cupped on his crotch and was adjusting it.
"Actually Ste" he said, "Dude, I could really do with unloading right now too".
I turned and stood up, getting ready to protest. Before I knew it he was right up to me, and looking me firmly in the eyes. He still had one hand on his crotch and the other moved up towards the back of my neck. I'd raised my hands up to his chest to stop him getting closer and was about to tell him to back off, but then his hand took a firm grip on the back of my neck, and I paused.
His tongue flicked across and licked his lips. "Kneel for me boy" he said.
Up to this point Fowls had seemed the most chilled out of the three of them, and I thought he seemed ok. But now to see the animal in his eyes actually really turned me on. He was hot, and I felt wanted and needed. I decided I wanted to obey. I shrugged off my protestation and dropped down to my knees, immediately unbuttoning him.
I slid down his pants just far enough and pulled out his hot dick, almost fully hard now. He moaned reacting to my touch and kept his right hand firmly on my neck. I got to work.
I heard other footsteps coming across and saw Charlie out the corner of my eye.
"You're gonna want some holiday snaps of this right Fowls?" I heard him say, but I didn't care. Fowler's dick was big and warm in my mouth, and I was rock hard in my own pants. I was loving bouncing up and down on it, and I was loving the response from his body and his moans as I sucked him.
Charlie had only taken a couple of pictures judging by the number of clicking noises i'd heard, but he was still sitting on my bed now and watching closely.
"Fuck" he said, "it's amazing watching someone who actually knows how to suck dick. We should bring this cocksucker down to Brighton some time and let him give lessons to the girls down there on how to service a man."
"Fuck. Yeah. Man" Fowler panted, and I could feel in his dick that he was getting close.
I was starting to enjoy the attention and the praise. I worked harder to take his dick as deep as I could and make him feel incredible. I wanted so bad to be his best blowjob.
Fowler could obviously feel how much I was trying to please him, and he wanted to work it. He grabbed my hair and pulled me back off his dick.
"Fuck yeah, beg for my dick bitch" he ordered, looking down at me almost fiercely now.
I happily obliged. I was so in the moment. So fucking horny for his dick. I almost stumbled over the words just trying to say it quick enough.
"I love your dick man, please let me suck it good".
Fowler pulled me back on and thrust his dick deep.
"Make him call you Sir" Charlie said. "Bitch fucking loves that" he said laughing.
I flushed a little but didn't care. Fowls liked the sound of it though. He dragged me out by the hair again.
"Well?"
"Please Sir, please let me suck your awesome dick".
He looked at me considering it. "No bitch. You can kiss my balls first". I could hear Charlie laughing, and presumably Pete too. I was relieved at least that there had been no more pictures of this.
"Alright boy, you can suck my dick again now" he said after a couple of minutes, "but only if you promise you're gonna let me nut deep down your bitch throat and you're gonna swallow every drop, alright?"
`Yes sir, i always swallow sir' I said, without even thinking, and I heard the others laughing again. Then that big dick slid back down my tongue again to the back of my throat.
Fowler pulled me in and fucked my face hard before shooting his massive load deep in my throat.
"Fuck yeah fag, choke on that man dick' he grunted out.
I heard Charlie's voice again. "Fuck Fowls, you proper now how to work a boy" he said laughing. "I'm gonna have to play this back for you later mate".
Fowler was still slowly finishing his orgasm and holding tight onto me. It was only when he pulled out and let my head free that Charlie's words registered. He'd been filming the whole thing. I looked and saw his phone staring at me, and then across to Pete on the other bed who was just sitting there and smiling smugly.
I didn't say anything, but I knew I had a bad feeling about this.
After Fowler buckled back up, Charlie suggested we all get a quick nap before meeting up with the others, and I was happy to agree with that. I needed some time to get my head together again.
It was late afternoon when we met up with the others again. Charlie and the others were being cool again and seemed to have totally forgotten what just happened. Charlie made some comment about me being an awesome roommate, and the others looked pleased that we seemed to be getting on ok.
We all grabbed a beer at some bar out in the sunshine, and as everyone drunk, there was laddish story after laddish story told, and everyone was laughing. Charlie, as usual it seemed, was at the centre of attention. He was in the middle of a story about some crazy night out when they were dressed as action heroes in tight spandex suits, but interrupted it when he saw everyone's glasses were geting empty.
"Anyone want another here?" he said, and everybody nodded. He pulled out a 50 Euro note and passed it to me.
"Ste, can you go get this one, i'm just in the middle of the story". Then he returned to the story. I felt a bit embarassed, but he did it so casually and everyone had had a drink already, so nobody seemed to notice. Figuring that it wasn't worth making a scene, I just went across and fetched Charlie's round.
Later in the evening, we'd all been for a mixed grill dinner, and were back in the bars, and Charlie was now telling everyone about his year in America. He and Pete had both been out in America for a year as part of their degree course. At one point he started talking about how it was for gay guys out there.
"Ste, dude, you would not have liked it over there" he was saying to the group. "Man, it is stupidly homophobic in some places".
Pete agreed. "Seriously, fag bashing, as they call it, is a proper issue over there". As I listened to their words, I thought it sounded terrible, but to look at both of their faces, they didn't look overly bothered about it.
"Man, yeah" Charlie said and leaned across to me. "We wouldn't want anyone bashing our favourite fag" he said laughing and giving me a man hug.
Everyone laughed along, and I seemed to be the only one to feel uncomfortable that he'd just called me fag for the first time in front of everyone. And it wasn't going to be the last time.
Thanks for reading this far. If you liked it, or if you have more ideas for what happens next, i'd love to hear. My email address is studfish23@yahoo.co.uk