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Little Swallow Surprise
Alex and Luca are on a road trip from New York to Missoula. They were studying in New York and away on break.
We got up early and had breakfast as soon as the restaurant opened. I liked Alex's punctuality and his ability to get things going quickly. There was so much I liked about him. We loaded our overnight bag into the trunk and Alex took on the first driving slot. It was a beautiful day, and the roads weren't at all busy.
We pulled into a gas station and filled the car. Alex picked up four bottles of water and some fruit. We opened the car windows and filled the car with fresh air. I stuck a Proclaimers CD in the player and selected "I Will Walk 500 Miles" which we sang along to. The countryside whizzed past us, and I admired this man, Alex Kroon, in the driver's seat. I felt safe with him. I also felt a little guilty, that I got him to move in with me. I was a wreck; I was too afraid to go to sleep because of the nightmares, but with Alex with me the nights were becoming less terrifying. "It's Crazy", I thought to myself, a high school wrestling champion scared of the dark!
Alex wasn't judgmental, he was openhearted and generous. I was beginning to trust him and could share what I wouldn't with anyone else. I loved Alex's blonde curls and his profile. His nose was thin and narrow, and I observed his fingers wrapped around the wheel, beautiful, delicate. His thighs were positioned in such a way to accentuate their strength. I moved my left hand onto Alex's thigh (believe me, I wanted to move it somewhere else).
The landscape we were passing through reminded me of home, and I thought of Jayden, my friend and wrestling partner. We had shared so much growing up, he gave me the confidence to act on my dreams and desires. I remembered our first away wrestling meet when we shared a motel room. I had a serious crush on him. I had been watching him closely at practice and at meets. He had noticed and had somehow arranged that we would be in the same room. Once he locked the door, he looked me in the eye and said:
"Luca, I've seen how you look at me. I have seen you eyeing my stuff as well. I am gay, I like boys too. I have also been watching you."
He moved toward me wrapped his arms around me and held me. Not in a tight wrestling grip, but in a friendly way. His face was so close to mine that I simply responded with a kiss. He then kissed me, but deeply, and I could feel his hard-on pressing against mine. We took off our shirts and pants and we were in our underwear. He moved me towards the bed and gently pushed me onto the bed, and he came down on top of me. Feeling his bare chest on mine was thrilling. That night we masturbated each other shooting our jizz onto each other and sucking each other off. We cleaned up in the shower and snuggled naked in bed.
I was brought back to the present when Alex pulled off the road and asked me to drive. We walked around the car to stretch our legs and changed seats. I looked over and kissed Luca.
"What was that for?" he asked.
"Morning!"
We spoke about Missoula and what he could expect. I told him that my mom was excited and keen to meet him and that one of my sisters would be home too. Jayden was on his folk's farm and might come into town to see us. He was also keen to meet Alex. Jayden hadn't come out and feared his parent's reaction, after all, he was a wrestling champion. Jayden had opted to work on the ranch. He always wore his cowboy hat, his high-crowned, wide-brimmed hat, the defining piece of the North American cowboy. Jayden exudes masculinity and very few people would guess that he was gay.
Alex told me that he would like to meet Jayden, and he asked if we could go camping one night. I thought that would be a brilliant idea. Jayden would jump at the idea of being under the night sky with them.
We had a quick lunch at a roadside diner. I was keen to keep going and to cover as much distance as we could. Later that afternoon Alex was driving and saw a lovely clump of trees off the road. He pulled off and started to kiss me, I don't know what had come over him.
"It's so good to be with you Luca," he said.
I took over driving and we headed towards the next motel. The room was large, and the king-sized bed looked like an island in the centre of the room. I dumped the overnight bag on the edge of the bed. We were hot and sweaty and stripped to shower. The shower had a fantastic head, and the pressure was strong. We soaped each other up and felt each other's bodies. It was a sensual moment and we wanked each other until we came.
We moved onto the bed where he lay, rather uncomfortably, on me and rubbed his cock against mine. I wrapped my arms around Alex, hugging him tight against me. I came first, my body shivering under his weight. It was more cum than with Jayden because I felt relaxed under Alex, his body felt better than Jayden's rapid jerking. I felt him shudder, the pleasure rolling like a wave through his body. We lay there for a while, feeling our cocks throb against one another, the intensity of the spasms growing less as the minutes ticked by. Alex came up to straddle me, got the towel cleaned himself up, and handed it to me to do the same. He climbed off me and pulled his shorts back on, I slid my shorts back on. That felt right.
We decided to find a Chinese restaurant to have supper. We weren't disappointed with the "Little Swallow", the food was excellent and very authentic. Our waiter was super-hot. Clinton Ho was a second-generation Chinese, good-looking with jet-black hair, and pale-coloured skin. Muscles developed through years of karate training. He had taken a liking to us and spoke quite a lot. He told us that he had got a scholarship to study computers at New York University and wanted to know everything about the city. He sat down at the table and quizzed us on different aspects of living there. Clinton also wanted to know about us, how we had met, where we were going, and so forth.
The restaurant emptied quite early, and I asked Clinton if he wanted to join us for a drink. He was very eager and once he had cleared it with his mother, he walked over to the motel with us. Now he wanted to know about gay life in New York and started to ask some more personal questions. After drinking the last of the beers from the bar fridge, I asked him whether he wanted to stay the night.
"You bet he said. I'd love to and perhaps you can give me a practical tutorial." He replied.
I moved in, and as I moved towards his face I said: "Tutorial 1: kissing." I gave him a deep kiss and wrapped my arms around him. Alex stood up wrapped his arms around both of us and said: "Tutorial 2: intimacy".
We stripped and took Clinton to our bed. His body was slim and muscular, His cock wasn't too long, upright, and very beautiful. His foreskin was completely retracted, and a thick bush of black pubic hair accentuated his cock. We both began to kiss and lick his body from every angle. His skin was smooth and soft, and he had a distinct pleasant smell. He tried to wank each of us and was thrilled to be so close to other cocks. He trembled and was very emotional, he kept saying how good this all was. I was so turned on by this over eager novice.
He was on his back, and I went down and took his elegant little cock in my mouth. He was ecstatic. Alex was kissing him and fondling my cock.
"Can I suck you now, please," Clinton asked.
We showed him how to 69. I played with his arse and got two fingers up his hole. Clinton came quickly and I savoured his innocent cum. When I shot, he swallowed all of mine. Alex was wanking and I took his cock into my mouth just before he came.
Clinton was eager to learn more, he pleaded: "Guys please show more".
I told him we had a long day ahead of us and that we needed to get some sleep. Clinton lay between Alex and me and we explored each other's bodies as we fell asleep.
This story is part of the longer story Return to Barcelona on Nifty.