Luke and Mike
- Late night meeting on a train
It was a quiet train back from Glasgow late evening in fact I had the end section of the coach to myself until at last minute a stunning guy jumped on, sweating from having run to catch it. He flopped down in the seat facing me but on the opposite side giving me an excellent view. He stripped off his sweater revealing a tight white tee shirt. Below he was wearing the tightest pale blue spray on jeans. This all revealed his athletic physique beautifully including the clear outline of his large balls and thick cock snaking down his left leg.
He noticed me admiring his body and smiled as I quickly looked away, embarrassed at having been caught. "Hey, I dressed like this to look good so no need to look away!" I had obviously been staring at bit too much but we both laughed at his bold statement. "You are a good-looking guy yourself, in fact same sort of style." He was right – different colour, I was wearing dark blue, but the same style and fit of jeans and a tight blue top but mine was long-sleeved. "Yeah I love these sprayons as long as they stretch in the right places". We both looked at each other's crutches at that moment and laughed again. "Yours certainly do" he said as I could feel my cock start to enlarge. He adjusted his cock which was clearly responding similarly.
I should introduce myself here. My name is Luke and I'm a post-graduate student, 22 years old, 6ft 2 inches tall, slim but quite defined body and short blonde hair.
"So where are you going to?" he asked. "Stirling". "Me too, although I live just outside – Bridge of Alan – bit of a walk. "I'm in the centre but I work at the university so out that way every day". "Hey me too – well as PhD student there". Wow – wish I had seen you before – I mean err". Suddenly embarrassed that I was coming on to him. He laughed again in a lovely way that said hey, I get it, I like you too. "Hey come sit by me – let's not be too British about this". He moved to the window seat and I moved across to the seat alongside where he had just been sitting. As soon as I sat down he shook my hand then let his hand fall onto my thigh. Despite his obvious attraction to me this took me by surprise and I jumped a bit so he withdrew his hand and apologised. "No, no – that is fine, in fact very nice" I said and grabbed his hand and placed it back on my thigh but higher up this time, the tips of his fingers touching my now quite hard cock. We both laughed again, looked at each other for a few moments then came together in a deep, passionate long kiss. "Wow"! I couldn't have put it better myself" he said, and we embraced for more as I reached across and felt his fully erect cock. I had to break and look because what I felt was massive! "Yes it does tend to cause that reaction" he said and we laughed again as I checked it with my hand in more detail.
The rest of the journey carried on chatting, snogging, feeling and generally both getting very excited about meeting each other. Stirling arrived and we got up to get off, both sporting obvious elections that we were happy to display. He invited me to his place and I very keenly accepted. I texted my house mates to let them know I was OK and 10 minutes later we were entering his wee flat.
"I know this is all a bit fast and honest I don't do this all the time but I really like you and, well just being upfront with you, can we have sex?!" I answered by pulling him into me, wrapping my arms around him, having a deep snog and saying "where is the bed?" we didn't even know sexually what each other liked but we soon found out. Starting with taking each other's clothes off, slowly revealing sensuously the bodies we had felt and seen in intimate detail through our taught, thin, stretch denim and cotton. His chest was smooth and beautifully shaped and his six pack was nicely sculptured. Pealing his jeans revealed the cutest round button. And as I suspected, he had gone commando and his cock sprang up vertically as soon as it was released. And what a size and beautiful shape. He seemed as excited as he exposed my body, licking and caressing every new area. I was wearing briefs and a cock strap which he found really erotic. He desperately wanted my cock inside him so slowly I penetrative that cute button while we kissed deeply. His cunt gripped my cock and pulsed as I thrust then we gripped each other in stillness holding each other on the edge. I wanted him inside me before I came but could I take that enormous beautiful organ. He skilfully prepared my hole with his tongue then his fingers, relaxing get the muscle and opening me wide. Gradually he pushed against my hole then I opened up and gladly drew his cock in half way then it just kept going until I could feel all 10 inches inside me and his huge balls up against my butt. We felt like one body, intimately connected with so much of him inside me. And we pulsed together until we both exploded what seemed like a never-ending flow of cum, his inside me, mine forming a film sealing our bodies together.
- The relationship grows
The night was fantastic and we were both tired but happy as we woke in each other's arms, keen to develop this amazing connection into real relationship. But for now we both had to go to work and I had to go home and change first. Squeezing into my spray on jeans still with a full hard on we embraced and arranged to meet on campus at lunchtime. I caught a bus home, showered and dressed for the day, as ever in tight jeans but less revealing as I was bound to have a hard on whenever I thought about Mike and about seeing him at lunchtime.
I really shouldn't have worn my cock strap as it was keeping me hard far too long every time my mind wandered but eventually 12.30 came and I walked to the cafe and Mike was there waiting for me, and even more sexy looking than ever. Wearing black shiny spray on jeans and a tight fitting white long-sleeved cotton shirt – I was nearly drooling. "You go to the office dressed like that!?" "Well not normally, but I thought you might like it if I did today." Dead right I did! We went and got some sandwiches and coffee and sat on a bench outside, our legs touching which meant we were both displaying full hardons – mine not quite as obvious as Mike's and I did spot a couple of guys give us a long look.
We blether education on as though we were old pals, although I guess that my aroused state said something more. An hour passed in no time and Mike had to get back to the finance office. I couldn't get away from the lab until late evening but we arranged that Mike would come to the lab so that we could go for a drink afterwards.
Somehow I got focused on my work and at about 9pm I got a text from Mike to let him in the lab area. "So this is where the mad scientists are kept away from the public" he ribbed as he gripped my bum and pulled me in for a kiss. "Not here" I protested half- heartedly and grabbed him by the hand and lead him to my desk. There were a few other people around including one of my best friends who was smirking as he observed us. He had been asking all about Mike all day since he started quizzing me as to why I was smiling so much. "Mike, meet Craig – he has been dying to meet you all day and check you out!" "Just looking after the boy" Craig protested. Craig is a lovely geeky guy I adored as a real pal. He isn't gay but he gets how I tick. I left them chatting as I finished up in the lab and dragged Mike away. "Can I join you for a drink" he shouted after us. "No!" we both shouted back and we all laughed.
There was a bar not far away but I suggested we walk across to a wooded area where we could sit. It was midsummer and incredibly warm (for Stirling) and still sunny. So we sat on a grassy slope surrounded by trees facing the setting sun. "Is this where you take all your lovers" Mike quipped. I laughed and said "honestly, I have to admit that I did find this spot by someone once taking me here. You have to admit it is very private and beautiful, which is exactly where I want to be with you." We kissed and cuddled up. For the next hour we just talked and joked. I kept getting hard until Mike commented on the patch of pre-cum showing through my jeans. I got up and pulled him onto his feet and led him into the woods. We found a totally hidden area and embraced in a deep kiss. Without any further words Mike started undressing me and I undressed him, using our discarded clothes as a bed we again had deep and passionate sex. Taking his cock inside me was sensational again – never had I had such an intense feeling of being a part of someone else's body, connected in intense passion. We were hot but the night was getting dark and chilly so we sorted out our clothes, dressed and walked back to the street lights of campus. Once in light we dusted off as much of the woodland debris as we could and walked to Mike's car. He dropped me off at home and we arranged for lunch again tomorrow.
- The fetish club
The next few weeks continued in a similar way with us spending much of our free time together and many nights at his place. Although Mike had bigger cock and balls we were otherwise the same body shape and size so increasingly we swapped clothes. Despite his size Mike loved my many cockstraps and cockring and started wearing them to sensational effect although I am sure some were horrified by the explicit effect. Mike had his own kink which was rubber or latex gear. It took him a while before showing me his kit as he wasn't sure how I would react. However, the effect on me was obvious and very arousing when he first wore his full rubbersuit for me. It was made of very thin, black, very shiny rubber and was like a second skin. Another one had full hand and feet coverage including a hood and beautifully moulded sheath round his cock and balls. The only thing I really didn't like was the hood as I wanted his beautiful head fully exposed.
One Saturday night there was a fetish event in Glasgow so we decided to go, both in rubber. I had already tried Mike's rubbersuits on and loved them but it took a long time getting them on and off. So we started mid evening to get ready. Showering first together we were very restrained storing our sexual energy for later. Covering each other's bodies in talc Mike first helped me into my suit. It was a neck-entry one with a cod piece, anal sheath and some great yellow stripes down the side and on the cod piece. I had never had an anal sheath in me so we put it inside out with lube in it then once in the suit Mike pushed it up my anus with the help of a long thin dildo and more lube to extract the dildo once fully inside me. It was a very pleasant process! Eventually fully sealed in my new skin Mike sprayed on a gloss and buffed me to a high gloss. I had to work hard not to cum as this was very erotic. Next it was my turn to get Mike in his rubbersuit which included his cock in the sheath. We put plenty of lube in it first but it took a lot of fun manipulation to get the air out and the rubber perfectly moulded to the beautiful form of his cock. There was even a ball part that held each ball separately and forward. After buffing him to a great gloss we put on trackie bottoms and long-sleeved tops, boots and jackets and headed out. This time we drove as getting back there would be no trains so Mike got the no drinking short straw. As pissing wasn't an option for him tonight that was fine! We would strip off our rubber before coming home to facilitate that.
In the club there was a changing area but that was just a matter of taking outer layers off for us. It was quite dark but already full of guys and girls in wild outfits, mostly pvc or rubber. Mike attracted considerable attention as he was fully hard from the moment he stripped, and at his size that made an impressive impact. Mike's rubbersuit had anal entry zip and I was keen to use it but I found that Mike was even keener to get his rubber sealed cock up the rubber sheath already inside me. I was standing at the bar when I felt him start to penetrate and the barman had to wait for my order as I gasped when his full length entered and I felt his balls against my arse and his arms wrapped round my chest. "He will have a pint of 80" Mike told the barman as I was still dumbstruck by his 10 inches deep inside my body. A hand was on my cock but it was not Mike's – his were tweaking my nipples through the rubber. Our bodies were eased away from the bar and my codpiece was removed and my cock swallowed full length by someone's throat. Ripples of orgasmic sensation were engulfing my body and my cock exploded in the guy's mouth. Mike is feeling the whole sensation through his cock inside me as he grips me tightly. Gradually I came back to earth and notice the barman waiting for payment – nothing like a reality check!
The guy who swallowed my cum came up to say hello by kissing me then Mike and then hugged us both. He was gorgeous and we bought him a drink. Mike was still rock hard inside me and we were content to stay like that as we chatted which the cute guy which he just loved. Mike then eased out and the cute guy, Klaus, said now he understood why I had been looking so happy.
Klaus was quite small and skinny and dressed in tight shiny black pvc. I complemented him on his cute little round arse which I noticed had an open zip for access. He offered it to be felt and entered and we quickly put condoms on and spit roasted him. He was incredibly tight and had a great grip on my cock. Mike was enjoying his cock inside him. I had guided it into Mike's hole – it was not long but surprisingly wide which was difficult to get in Mike but once inside apparently very satisfying. Despite cuming very recently I was well aroused and close to cuming again as out 3 bodies worked together as one. Klaus was quivering and clearly on the edge of a massive orgasm which was transmitting through both Mike and me. All 3 of us came at once and we buckled and collapsed on the floor.
When we dusted ourselves off I replaced my cod piece and found some chairs to sit together to enjoy our drinks. Klaus was lovely and kept feeling my body and Mike's. He was from Germany but a student also at Stirling. He was very subservient in his manners and told us he would love to be a houseboy. We arranged to give him a lift back to Stirling later before he went off to find some more fun.
The evening was great with lots of fetish action to watch but we didn't get heavily involved. Eventually we found Klaus, stripped out of our gear and headed back to Stirling. Mike offered Klaus to stay over on the couch, Mike and I showered and we all got some sleep.
- Buying shorts
In the morning when we woke I heard Klaus moving around. It was quite late morning by then and I suggested we invite Klaus into our bed. Mike liked the idea so shouted for him to come in. I'm sure that was what he was hoping fore as he was there like a shot. He was freshly showered, naked and fully hard! He snuggled in between us and we all got well into another spit roast in no time.
Eventually we got up, Klaus took great pleasure in washing and drying us then offered to get us breakfast. He had even done the washing up. We swapped numbers and he left to go home to the student halls still in his pvc kit.
"Well should have him round again" we agreed. Mike and I were not living together officially but I was spending Friday to Monday at his place so we were thinking of doing so. Half my clothes were Mike's , in fact Mike seemed to be wearing more of my clothes than I did. Admittedly it was reciprocal - I just loved rooting through his stuff and trying new looks, often stuff he had forgotten he had as he has so many clothes.
Today I selected his spray on faded light blue denim, black lycra top and denim jacket. He chose my black coated denim jeans, tight white cotton shirt and light cotton black jacket. Both of us wore metal cockrings giving great profiles. We then headed into town.
In town we wandered round the shops. I was buying nothing as I was broke but Mike had a proper job so had a bit of cash and he said he really wanted to buy me something. It was summer and lots of guys were wearing shorts. Mike had shorts but I never wore them – I don't know why, so Mike thought I should get some. I tried on several but they just didn't do it for me, then Mike said he knew why – they were not tight, and I only wore tight clothes. So we went looking for tight shorts but found none – they were just not in fashion. As a last hope we tried a small boutique men's shop neither of us had noticed before in a side street. It turned out to be quite an Aladin's cave piled high with all sorts. It was chaotic and we couldn't find sizes and we were about to give up when the staff member came over to ask if he could help. He was a young guy about my age so we explained what we were looking for. He looked very thoughtful but after rummaging around he said he hadn't got anything but he had an idea. Why don't I try full length trousers and he would make them into shorts. They did alterations as the main business really. And he had just the sort of light cotton tight trousers that would convert to shorts nicely. The guy took us to a rack of pastel shades of cotton trousers and I saw a great pair of shiny light blue ones in the right sort of size. He advised no underwear as they were thin and would show pant lines. And they sure would because they showed my cock and balls very nicely. I came out of the changing room and both Mike and the shop guy said wow! "You want them?" Mike asked. "Sure – what length should they be". Both of them had their hands on my legs suggesting length and I was getting really aroused. This was noted by us all but even the shop guy was cool about it and helped me adjust my cock to lie more comfortably to the left. We all agreed on the length, marked it and he said he could hem them straight away. I took them off and he went to his machine to make the changes. Meantime Mike, who was now aroused himself, and I retreated into the changing area and proceeded to suck my cock until I filled it with cum that he completely swallowed.
Fifteen minutes later the shop guy came in and gave me the shorts to try on and they both watched me put them on. Both of them ran their hands all over me to "check the fit" they claimed! I decided to keep them on so he put my, or rather Mike's jeans in a bag, Mike paid and we left, but promising the shop guy to visit again. Come just before we close he said, with a wink. Although he was wearing loose trousers they were tenting showing how much he had enjoyed our visit. We would be back.
I was well pleased with Mike's gift to me and I got a lot of appreciative looks as we walked through town. One teenage boys came up behind us and said, "excuse me, I love those shorts, where did you get them?" So we told him the story. He too was not a fan of loose shorts and clearly suited his extremely tight black skinnies. I explained to him that I was wearing a cockring too giving better profile but he wasn't familiar with them. I described mine which was a thick chrome donut ring and Mike described his more standard ring. The boy had to adjust his hardening cock which I told him looked great but explained illustrating with my crotch and Mike's how a cockring also made your balls more prominent. We were all very aroused by having such an erotic conversation in the middle of a shopping area. "Come visit and you can try some of mine – I have loads. Cock straps you can fit when you are hard too". He was interested in that as he was a typical teenager with a hardon at the slightest thought of sex. We swapped numbers and he headed off. I doubt whether he would be in touch but you never know and he seemed like a nice guy. We headed back to Mike's then I went back to my place as I needed to do some work before the morning.
- The houseboy and moving in together
Mike and I had talked about moving in together in a new place and Monday lunchtime we went to see a possible flat. It wasn't yet advertised and was superb so we said yes straight away. Mike had to give a month's notice but I could move straight away. We got the keys at the end of that week and we shifted my stuff in on Saturday morning. It was really well furnished and big, even for all Mike's clothes. It was a top floor flat in a block of 8 just on the edge of the town centre area. We decided to move all of Mike's stuff as well as he was going to be away on a course the next week and then we just leave his old place empty. So the weekend was busy just packing, unpacking and organising but it was fun as we found out all about each other's stuff. I kept getting distracted by wanting to wear all the clothes I was finding but Mike was cool with this once I decided to work my way through his speedos. He liked me just wearing them but then he was very distracted too!
On Saturday evening we went for a drink at a bar in town and I was just getting a refill when in walked Klaus with a couple of friends. It was great to see him again and after a while sitting with his friends he came over to chat. We told him about our new flat and he was really excited for us and wanted to come and see it and help us make it home. He just seemed to want to please us – he was one of those guys who just get off on serving. We suggested that he comes over the next morning and he said he would come and serve us breakfast.
True to his word he was knocking at our door next morning get at 10 so I got up to let him in – I hoped it was him anyway as I opened the door naked. It was and he appreciated his welcome. He was dressed in some very tight Umbro nylon shiny shorts and matching t-shirt which showed his skinny but defined body beautifully and got me very aroused. Mike shouted "down boy!" at me watching from the bedroom doorway with a full hard on and laughing. Klaus interpreted this as getting down on his knees to suck us and neither of us complained. However, after a few minutes we instructed him to get on with making breakfast and we went to shower together in the luxury en suite. We both then dressed in tight shorts and t-shirt, me in Umbro kit like Klaus and Mike in Adidas kit. Klaus was well hard when he saw us – we liked that in a house boy!
The table was set with our breakfast and Klaus poured our coffees then got back on his knees under the table to satisfy other parts at the same time. Now that is the way to have breakfast. After clearing up Klaus asked what he could do next so we set him organising the rest of the kitchen stuff then doing some ironing and sorting the washing.
Mike had to sort his stuff for going away and he suggested I get Klaus round while he was away to service my sexual needs in his absence. This surprised me but he said that he knew it wouldn't be a problem to us and I was so impressed with his trust in us and the depth of our relationship already. We then talked to Klaus who was unsure as he wanted to serve us, not have individual relationship with either of us, but he was keen when we all realised that was how it would be – he was a true subservient house boy in his whole personality. So we arranged for him to spend Monday, Wednesday and Thursday nights in the flat.
Early Monday morning Mike left and later I went to the lab. When I got home I found Klaus sitting outside waiting for me ready to make my meal. He was dressed in skinny jeans and sweatshirt but I gave him some Aussiebum speedos to wear instead. He sat me down with a beer and gently massaged my body while I watched the news. I gave him instructions about what food he should prepare and sent him to cook.
Soon dinner was ready, I finished it, Klaus cleared everything away and came to continue to stroke and feel my body while I caught up on some TV I had recorded. Bedtime and Klaus undressed me, folded my clothes and asked what clothes I wanted for the morning. After organising these he asked how I wanted him to serve me during the night. All I wanted was for him to suck me off and then sleep on the floor until I called him to do something else. And he followed these orders faithfully.
I woke in the middle of the night and ordered him into my bed to be fucked. He presented his body with perfection and I penetrate him deeply with great satisfaction. He had such a great firm cute rounded button and he was so thin I could almost feel my own cock against his stomach from the outside. After I had cum I told him to wake me at 7am by sucking my balls then taking my cock deep throat. At 7 I had a wonderful sensation in my balls then my cock and I soon exploded cum inside him which he expertly sacked up. He then quickly ran my shower, washed me and helped me dress. As usual my jeans were skintight so he arranged my cock to lie comfortably whether hard or not but give a good bulge whatever. Then he had my breakfast ready and my bag ready for work. I could get used to this lifestyle.
- New friends
Friday finally came and Mike arrived home. I had so missed him. Having Klaus around was fun and distracting but it wasn't love. This was the first time since we had met that we had been apart and although we had Skype daily, I really missed his physical presence. We snogged for ages, feeling every bit of each other's bodies, and it wasn't long before Mike's long shafts was deep inside me and that amazing connection was rippling through our bodies.
Eventually we started talking but I suggested we go out for a meal. Mike chose what I should wear and he opted for my shiny black skinny trousers and light blue shirt and dark blue tie. I chose dark blue skinny trousers and a white shirt and school type tie. I also chose a leather cockstrap with ball separater for Mike but given the size of Mike's balls and the tightness of his trousers we had to change it for just a cockstrap if he was not to get arrested. This was an ordinary restaurant we were going to, not a fetish club. Even so we were both showing what we had nicely for those who wished to appreciate. I guess we both had a bit of exhibitionist streak in us.
I had booked a great little French restaurant and we had a nice table. There were two gorgeous waiters and a waitress and one waiter certainly checked us both out, and result, we got him. He was gay for sure and very friendly. I love the way he placed the napkins in our laps, he knew we were up for some flirting. This would add a bit more fun to a great evening. He leant in close to point to things on the menu and I reckon he was aroused. Our part of the restaurant was quiet as it was late and others had finished so Mike and I felt free to talk and play under the table mischievously hoping our water would enjoy it too. He played along coming over frequently to see if we wanted anything "off the menu"! His name was Craig and he was French as were most of the staff, and he had a beautiful accent. And he was a delight – genuinely interesting as he knew a lot about the food and its provenance. He was studying at the university too so we talked about his student life too. We were the last ones to leave so we said to Craig that we were going to a bar nearby and if he had time when he finished then come and join us if we were still there. He said he would depending when he got away.
We went to the bar, got a pint each and found a table. The bar was not a gay bar but was the only bar in town known as gay-friendly. This was Stirling! After only about 10 minutes Craig appeared – we were so pleased and he was obviously keen. He said that his boyfriend was going to come over and join us if that was OK- of course it was. John, his boyfriend turned 5 minutes later and he was a stunner! He was a small Scottish guy with the cutest face ever that you really wanted to kiss, but I restrained myself. We all just hit it off brilliantly – it was a great laugh. We even got onto discussing what we liked about each other's bodies and clothes. This was not like any other couple I had met – the dynamic was amazing. It was getting late and the bar was closing so we swapped numbers and invited them round for a meal Sunday evening as we were all free then.
Saturday was spent catching up, planning Sundays meal and more sorting the flat – buying stuff we still needed. We also went for a jog together for the first time which was really fun. For Sunday I had a great idea – get Klaus to be our waiter. But how modest should we be. Should we even theme the meal? We're Craig and John into anything? I decided to call Craig and see if I could sound him out. I asked whether they had done any themed parties or stuff like that as we were wanting to do something special. He said only stuff that wasn't suitable for polite company which intrigued me but he wasn't giving any details – at least not until he had some drinks! So I suggested just "smart and sexy" as I knew we could all to that.
We planned and prepared a feast of very Scottish food. Klaus came round and helped and cleaned everywhere again. We dressed him in tight black shorts and a waiter's shirt. It showed his skinny defined body beautifully. He had the drinks ready for when our guests arrived. I dressed in some very thin tight white trousers and a tight shiny black shirt and tie and Mike dressed identically. I wore a cockring but Mike had a very defined profile without any help. We were all ready for when Craig and John arrived with champagne and canapés ready. Craig wore some stunning bright blue spray on jeans and a matching shirt that left nothing of his body definition to the imagination. He had taken the sexy theme very seriously. John was more modestly dressed in dark grey shiny trousers and grey shiny shirt, snug fitting but not as tight as the rest of us.
We explained that Klaus was our occasional house boy and that he was there for their service and pleasure – which amused them as they were uncertain as to how that should be interpreted. However, Craig was clearly up for finding out as he groped Klaus's ass. Klaus played the gay houseboy part beautifully, flirting with our guests serupticiously.
We spent quite some time discussing how we had all interpreted smart and sexy and I reminded Craig that I wanted to know what they did not in polite company. John looked puzzled at that bit of the conversation - this was going to be interesting. Mike's and my near identical clothes were a hit, especially as we had such similar bodies but Craig suggested that Mike might be bigger in one department so I quickly clarified that Mike was oversized there rather than any lack in my cock size! With everyone staring at my crotch they all politely agreed. As we were all getting aroused I suggested that we start the meal and instructed Klaus to get to work.
Klaus was wonderful, keeping the food coming and the wine flowing. After dinner we all sat on the sofas whilst Klaus cleared everything away but never failed to top up our drinks. Then I asked about what they did in non-polite company again and Craig said "ah, yes that! Well I don't want you to think we are weird as it is a bit fetish scene. However, given some of the intimate stuff we had covered so far this evening I reckon you will be OK". John was looking less comfortable and letting Craig dig this hole. "Well, it's errrrr errrrr rubber." I sneaked a wink at Mike and said "oh" and got up and went into the bedroom. Everyone was quiet but Mike was biting his tongue to stop himself laughing. A few moments later I reappeared at the doorway holding up Mike's rubbersuit saying "you mean like this?" I got several cushions thrown at me as we all burst out laughing. OK next time it would be a rubber dinner party!
Craig and John left sometime after midnight and we went to bed and gave Klaus his reward – sucking us both then being fucked, twice. We were all tired in the morning but work called.
- The teenager
During the day I got a text from the skinny teenager we had met in ton who asked about my shorts. He wondered whether he could still come round and see the cockstraps and stuff we had told him about. I called Mike and he said yes for sure – invite him round. I gave the guy our address and he said he would be round at 8. He was very nervous and said that he had never been round to anyone's place before, meaning gay guys I think, "especially older guys"! I was a bit shocked at being described as older but sure enough, he really was a twink. "How old are you?" Sixteen he said. He was quite tall, about the same as Mike and me but much skinnier. I had put a whole collection of cockstraps and cockrings on the table and we started to look through them. I told him to try them on and he eagerly unzipped his skinnies revealing an average length thin cock, fully hard, but some very hansom and good size balls, all nicely shaved. The metal cockrings clearly could not go on so I suggested he try the leather cockstraps. I helped him fasten it which he clearly liked and I got some tissues to wipe up the pre-cum he was producing at a considerable rate. However, before I could wipe it Mike was sucking the end of his cock. This was all too much for the teenager and he gushed cum down Mike's throat in no time taking us all by surprise. He was so embarrassed he started to try to put his jeans back on but after a few minutes he was ok and laughing with us and rock hard again – typical teenager. We then tried the cockstrap and ball separator. This looked great so he pulled up his jeans to see the effect. I rubbed my hand round his great profile crotch and he instantly came again in his jeans! This time he was ok so we helped him clean up – he was hard again already, and said he wanted to try the rubber cockring with butt plug attached. So we stretched it to go behind his cock and balls then lubed up his hole ready. I loosened his hole ready for entry with one then two fingers and he seemed ok with that but the plug was wider still, but he was up for it he said. He winced as the widest part entered his hole and was quickly sucked in and the rest of the long shaft went in quite easily although with the boy letting out a long "aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh" of pleasure. "Now put your jeans back on and walk around" I said. The look on his face as he walked was pure delight – he was being gently fucked with every step. The rubbing of his tight jeans against his cock caused him to cum again, but he just kept walking round with a wide grin on his face. After cleaning up again he asked for details of where to get these and the butt plug one in particular and he asked if he ordered some could he get them delivered to our place as he lived at home. Of course we would and we hugged and said good night. I checked he hadn't walked off with my favourite butt plug!
- Holiday fun
"When did you last have a holiday in the sun?" Mike asked one evening. I had been off for odd weeks here and there around Scotland but I'd not been on a sun holiday for years. Mike had an idea to go to a gay hotel in the south of France on the Mediterranean coast. In fact he had as good as booked it apart from asking me which dates I could actually do. I needed to check with my supervisor but the week in August Mike planned looked good. I confirmed it the next day and we booked flights and hotel – it was only 3 weeks away.
Three weeks later we arrived at the hotel. It had rooms all facing a big inner courtyard where there were gardens and a pool. There was a café area by a big patio where there was bar-b-que stuff too. And just behind the hotel was a wooded area then the beech. And the place had a few nice guys just wearing shorts and t-shirts or just speedos even now in mid-afternoon when I thought everyone would be out. The guy in reception was hot too and he took us to our room. He told us that outside our room and immediate patio area during the day he asked that we wore at least speedos but after 9pm naked was fine everywhere if we wished. I guess some guys don't like naked when there is food around etc. and I love guys in clothing that shows their bodies but I also like this hotel because we can also have the freedom to be naked – best of both worlds.
But first we wanted to check out the town so we put on our shorts and t-shirts, me in the really tight, revealing ones Mike bought me though I did have some others now too. Mike opted for skimpy running shorts. It was an interesting old town and we found a great little bar for a beer. We also found a nice restaurant to come back to later for our evening meal. Meantime we thought we would go back to the hotel for a swim and maybe check out the talent amongst our fellow guests.
I put on my shiny black speedos with a contoured pouch. Mike opted for some bright red classical speedos that only just contained his cock. I loved how Mike looked in these and cuddled him until neither of us could go in the pool as our hardons were no longer covered. Anyway after sucking each other off we managed to cover up our cocks and get into the pool. The 3 guys in the pool I think had been watching us and our retreat before coming out again. They were all very friendly and welcoming – Josh and Alan were a couple in their early 30s I would say and Clement was by himself, and he was about our age and a real stunner. He was French but had great English. I tried my French on him and he was very complementary about it, but I think he was just being nice. He had arrived that day too and seemed to have no plans for eating so we invited him to join us when we went to the local restaurant, so we arranged to meet up at 7 to go out.
At 7 Clement arrived on our patio dressed in some nice chinos and casual short sleeved flowery shirt. I had my very tight thin white skinny trousers and light blue short sleeved shirt on and Mike stuck with long shorts and polo shirt, unusually for him not that tight. Clement was lovely and chatty and very tactile which I loved. We had a great meal and wine together but Clement was keen not to eat or drink too much as he was going to enjoy some naked swimming in the pool later and he really wanted us to join him. He said that he had heard that it gets quite exciting. We didn't take much persuading.
Sure enough back at the hotel there were guys in the pool already and no trunks to be seen on anyone. And there was clearly some amorous encounters going on in the jaccusi already too. We went to our room to strip off and straight to the pool this time in order to get in before we were hard. Clement didn't seem to care about that as when he appeared his cock was at full attention and an impressive sight he was too. As he walked into the pool up to waste deep I dived under and swam straight to him, grabbed hold of his legs and took his cock straight into my mouth, trying not to swallow pool water at the same time, without success! I had to come up quick spluttering which rather spoiled the effect but he still loved it and gave me a great snog as we embraced each other with our hard cocks together.
A bit late the pool got quite full and there were many groping hands but guys seemed to wander off together for the serious sex. So after a while Mike and I said that we were going back to our room for a beer and he was welcome to call by. We actually lay on the loungers on our patio and before long Mike was cuddled up behind me with his cock inside me as we drank our beer. Clement appeared and noticing our intimate position turned round to go but we shouted for him to come back. We said it was fine with us and he said then he just loved it and cuddled up too with a beer. Mike encouraged him to get his cock inside him too as he could feel his cock against his hole anyway. He produced condom and lube instantly so I guess he didn't need much encouragement. This was the life. If we had brought Klaus he could have been sucking my cock too but it was fine just like this. Eventually it was getting a bit chilly outside so we called it a night and went to sleep – a great deep sleep.
The next morning we woke late and decided to get some breakfast at the hotel's café. I decided to wear my codpiece neoprene shirts and my metal donut cockring. They were backless which I wasn't sure conformed to the daytime dress code but only one way to find out. Mike wore just some white Aussiebum speedos with Aussiebum written across his bum – very nice. No room for a cockring again! There were a few other guys there too, all with shorts and t-shirts but although we got lots of looks, nobody complained, rather they were looks of appreciation. We sat just along from a couple of very tall skinny guys who turned out to be Dutch, Rients and Gert. I guess they weren't that skinny really, just their height made it seem so. "I see you like neoprene too" Rients said – implying his interest. He was a big fan especially of smoothskin wetsuits. I confessed that it was the only neoprene kit I had and I had only worn a wetsuit a couple of times. They both had wetsuits and said that we should come over to their room if we wanted to see them and try them on, try them in the sea too. I told them I had only discovered rubber too when I had met Mike and Mike described his rubber kit when they said they had rubber interests too. We hadn't brought rubber with us but they had a shortie rubbersuit with them and shorts and a shirt. So after we all finished eating we went across to their room. We were both hard now and they were getting hard too, especially as Mike's cock couldn't fit in his Ausiebums when hard anyway. The wetsuits were amazing, black and shiny with various coloured panels. They had long ones and shorties – the long ones probably too long for Mike and I so we chose the shorties. It was very horny helping each other in – they were a perfect fit, moulding round every curve of our bodies and our hard cocks and balls nicely. After checking out each other's bodies fully Gert suggested we go to the beach for a swim. There were quite a few already on the beach and we caused a bit of a stir with everyone who got full sight of our crotches. We all had snorkelling gear so it was great fun down in the rocky area at one end of the beach.
After a couple of hours we returned to Gert and Rient's room and stripped off our wetsuits in the shower to wash the salt off us and the suits. However, we were soon sucking each other off which was a very enjoyable way to end that activity. Mike and I put our Aussiebum speedos and neoprene shorts respectively and left for the bar but Gert and Rients said they would join us soon too, which they did and we had a great afternoon just getting to know each other.