I stared out of the small cabin window of the aircraft only to be dazzled by the bright sunshine as it reflected off the calm blue water below. I could make out numerous small islands scattered in the distance and tiny boats going about their business beneath us.
The 'Fasten Seat Belts' sign came on above me and I felt a loud clunk as the undercarriage was lowered in readiness for landing. The cabin crew rushed around frantically collecting empty plastic glasses and making the final pre-landing checks. Some months earlier my best mate Luke, announced that his parents had offered to take me with them on their summer holiday to this small Greek Island, for some "sunshine & relaxation".
Initially, at 15 years old I couldn't think of anything worse than going to some quiet, uninspired, lifeless island for 2 weeks and replied to Luke "Fuck off mate - we'll be bored to death! What would we do for 14 days?" I could see he was disappointed and I felt a bit guilty for pissing on his firework. In the following days he convinced me, reluctantly, and unfortunately my own parents thought it would be a great idea and had packed me off with their blessing. And here I was, sat on this plane, next to my best mate about to embark upon two weeks of what I suspected would be sheer hell. Luke was an only child and his mum and dad had suggested me accompanying them on holiday to keep him company and "out of trouble".
We walked off the aircraft and onto a coach to be transferred to the tiny airport terminal just a couple of hundred yards away. I sat opposite Luke and his parents and waited for the other passengers to get on. I looked at my mate. Luke and I had been friends for years. We grew up together, had gone to the same schools, played football together and had even been out with the same girl a few months earlier. He was a good looking lad, the same age as me, but somehow looked older. People often mistook him for being 17 or 18. He was tall, just over 6ft, had fair hair and deep blue eyes. The girls at school all drooled over him although he always played it cool with them. I, on the other hand wasn't as tall, about 5ft 9in, had long dark hair and brown eyes and looked a bit more 'boyish and cute' so my mum said on numerous occasions. Urghhh!
Having collected our bags and jumped into a hire car that Luke's dad had sorted out we were on our way to our holiday home.
"You're going to love this villa Daniel" Luke's mum said to me.
"It's Dan woman........DAN! - I fucking hate being called DANIEL" I thought to myself.
Luke looked at me and grinned "You will Daniel" he added, winding me up even more, "we've been here a few times - Dad rents it from some guy at work".
"Nice" I replied. I was already getting bored.
Soon we arrived at the villa and drove through some big black gates and up to a large white-washed property. It was getting close to lunchtime and seemed to be getting hotter and hotter as we got out of the car. I stood there and looked at the building from the outside. I have to say, it was actually quite impressive and seemed much too large for just the 4 of us. Luke's dad led the way and we walked up the path laden with bags and cases to the front door. He turned the key and in we went. Wow..... what a place! Cool tiled floors, a huge TV on the wall, a massive kitchen with all you would need to cater for 24, let alone 4. A big marbled hallway led to 5 or 6 bedrooms and a 'games' room with pool table, bar, darts board and another huge wall mounted TV.
Luke put his hand on my shoulder "So what do you think Daniel - cool eh?" he said
"Call me Daniel one more time and I'll punch your lights out" I replied "Yeah it's great - we'll have a laugh here eh?"
I was genuinely impressed with the villa and felt far more encouraged by the potential of the next 2 weeks.
Having been shown to my room, which contained a huge double bed, an en-suite bathroom and TV, I started to quickly unpack my bag and change into some swim shorts and clean t-shirt. I walked over to the window and pulled open the heavy curtains to reveal two big glass doors leading out to a low walled veranda. Opening the doors I walked out onto the veranda and the heat hit me immediately. It must have been in the low 30's. And then I saw it - a massive swimming pool - "YES" I muttered to myself "Now that's what I call a pool".
"Shall we go for a dip mate?" I turned round and Luke was standing there on the veranda next to mine. His room was next to me and he'd changed into his swim shorts. He'd lost a bit of weight and seemed more toned than usual. It reminded me of how people got confused by his age. He looked every inch a fit young man. Firm biceps, tight pecs and a smooth chest. Just a bit of hair below his belly button. "Blimey mate, have you been working out?" I asked
"Yeh just a bit Dan, you know..... trying to look good for the ladies" He smiled "plenty of birds to choose from on this island mate".
I glanced over at the pool again, back at him and we both smiled at each other before vaulting over the low wall and running full speed towards the clear, still water and dived in together, eventually emerging from the top.
"Fuck that's good" I shouted across the pool "so deep and cool. Is it always this fucking hot in Greece mate" I asked.
"Language please Daniel. Just tone it down a bit please young man" said a voice behind me. I turned round and saw Luke's dad standing on the poolside behind me.
"Sorry Mr. Stevens" I replied "I didn't know you were there! - This is great Mr. Stevens - I just love this villa, it's got everything"
"Call me Dave" he said "please Daniel - Mr. Stevens is so formal"
"Only if you call me Dan" I said, with Luke giggling from the other side of the pool.
"Ok Dan it's a deal! Luke, your mum and I are going to drive into town and get some shopping. We'll be back in a couple of hours. I've checked and Giorgos has put some drinks in the fridge lads - help yourselves. See you both later" He turned and walked back into the villa.
I turned to Luke and asked "who the fuck is Giorgos?"
"Giorgos is the Greek handyman who looks after the villa. He's a great guy, early 20's I guess, he'll do anything for you.... you know he fixes things and makes sure we're all comfortable and have everything we need. I'm sure mum fancies him, she doesn't take her eyes off him when he's around the villa. You'll meet him soon enough!" We messed around in the pool for another 20-30 minutes until I felt my shoulders starting to burn a little in the sun.
"That's enough for me for a bit mate. I'm gonna get a towel and some sun lotion from my room dya want anything mate?" I asked.
"Yeh grab us a couple of drinks from the fridge Dan on your way back"
I walked back into the villa, headed to my room and grabbed a towel and a tube of sun cream. I walked to the kitchen still dripping wet and opened the fridge door. Hmmm - bottled Greek beer and some cans of coke. I thought for a moment and grabbed a couple of bottles of beer. They were ice cold - now I needed a bottle opener. I started opening drawers and searching when all of a sudden there was a loud knock on the door. I put the bottles down on the worktop and went to open the door.
There, standing in front of me was a very good looking tanned guy wearing just a pair of shorts, flip flops and Calvin Klein sunglasses. He was about 22 I guessed, had jet black hair and a very fit body. His legs were long and bronzed, a bit hairy and his chest was just as golden brown with huge pecs and big firm nipples. He had a six-pack to be proud of.
"Kalispera" said the stranger as he gave me a big smile.
"Sorry?" I said
"Kalispera - Good afternoon! My name am Giorgos. Here to help yous. Is Mr & Mrs Stevens here please?"
"My name IS Giorgos" I replied
"Really? .... You Giorgos too?" he asked
"No........ My name Is, not my name am" I added
He looked confused and I decided now wasn't the time for an English lesson.
"It doesn't matter" I said still dripping on the tiles "I'm Dan, and no, sorry, neither Mr or Mrs Stevens are here - they've gone into town. Just me and Luke here at the moment"
"Luke? My pal Luke!" He asked looking over my shoulder "Where is he?"
"Come in Giorgos" I said standing back to let him in. He's in the pool".
He started to walk through to the pool, I grabbed my towel, the sun cream and the beers (still unopened) and followed him.
When Luke caught site of Giorgos a huge smile came across his face, he jumped out of the pool and hurried towards him. To my amazement they embraced and hugged for what seemed like ages. Awkward!
"Luke my friend, how are you? I have missed you. Wow you have growing up quickly - you are a man already! Have you been to work in the gym. You looking good my friend!"
"Just trying to keep up with you Giorgos" replied Luke "You're looking...... fit. You've met my mate Dan then?"
"Yes, Daniel let me through the door" replied Giorgos. Somehow I didn't mind this toned, tanned, chiselled guy calling me Daniel with his broad Greek accent.
"Beers eh Dan? - You sure you can handle a beer at your age?" said Luke as he looked at the bottles in my hand.
"Fuck off dickhead" I replied "I couldn't find a bottle opener though"
Giorgos held his hand out and I handed him both bottles. Using his thumb he flipped the lids off with ease and handed one each to me and Luke.
"Thanks" I said "D'ya want one Giorgos?" I asked.
"No, I have to go my friends, I called to checks all was ok and to see my special friend Luke - I go now and come again later to see your parents" he replied as he playfully smacked my mates arse and turned to leave. As he walked passed me he winked, looked down at my arse and said
"Nice swim shorts Daniel, but no goods for suntan. You need trunks my friend, small tight trunks. I will bring you some for use" and with that he'd gone, slamming the front door behind him.
"So......" I said turning to my mate and laughing "you're his special friend eh?"
"Fuck off Dan, he's a great guy, he's really looked after me on my previous visits. He's even sat with me for the evening while mum and dad have gone out for dinner. Mind you I wish I had a body like his!"
"Fuck, you sound so gay Luke" I said as I laid down on a lounger, beer in hand.
"Wanker" he replied and whipped me swiftly with his towel
I giggled, popped my sunglasses on, head back and closed my eyes. Shit it was hot laying there in the roasting Mediterranean sunshine. A few minutes later I glanced over and noticed Luke had disappeared. I was conscious I'd not put any sun cream on and reached down for the tube squirting some into my hands and working it into my arms paying particular attention to my now reddening shoulders. I squirted more onto my hand and started spreading it into my warm chest. Working my fingers gently against my firm pecs I slowly applied the cream. I gently smeared a little onto my nipples with the tip of my middle finger and they quickly started to stiffen under my touch. I felt strangely horny as the tip of my tongue rolled along my bottom lip. I found my mind wandering back to the moment I first opened the door to Giorgos and saw him standing in front of me with his fit, toned body. Perhaps it was the cold beer, or the intense heat, or just the touch of my fingers caressing my own skin, but I'd never thought about guys in this way before. I slowly squirted a little more lotion onto my fingers and start applying it to my tummy and waist. I thought about Giorgos comment about my boxers and his promise to lend me some tight trunks and let a couple of fingers slip into the waistband of my shorts. I gently stroked my pubic area and let me fingers wander through my teenage hairs.
It was at that moment I looked up and saw Luke standing a few feet away watching my every move. I was startled, not by his sudden appearance but by what he'd changed into. He stood there in front of me in a pair of tight black Speedos which left absolutely nothing to the imagination. I could clearly make out the outline of his flaccid cock laying horizontal inside the tight material and the outline of his surprisingly big bollocks.
"Need some help with that mate?" he asked
"Sorry?" I replied
"Your sun tan cream, dya want me to do your back?" he asked
"Erm, yeh I guess so. Erm....... what the fuck are those mate? They are so gay" I said pointing at his Speedos.
"What dya think? Giorgos gave me them last year, they were too small for him, and as he says, they certainly help with the tan, but now you mention it I spose they are a bit gay"
I laughed and added "Whatever!"
I turned and lay on my front with my chin leaning on the end of the lounger and my arms hanging down either side of the plastic sunbed. I closed my eyes and heard him squeezing cream from the tube. He gently applied some lotion to the back of my neck and started working it into my shoulders and upper back with his long young fingers. It felt strangely erotic and once again I found my thoughts wandering, although not to Giorgos this time but to my fit, well endowed mate. I opened my eyes and caught a reflection of him in the window standing over me working his fingers into my back. I couldn't take my gaze off his Speedos and could just make out the outline of his cock and balls in their tightly wrapped package.
His hands smeared some more cream into the middle of my back and if I hadn't known better I'd have sworn he was massaging and caressing my soft skin. He slowly worked down to my lower back and I felt a stirring in my groin as he sat down on top of the backs of my legs with one of his own legs each side of the lounger. The weight of him on my legs was heavy but comforting at the same time. I could feel his bulge in the lycra material of his Speedos rubbing against the back of my thighs. My cock was now starting to stiffen and I was glad I was face down and hiding my arousal from him. His hands slowly worked their way down towards the waistband of my still damp shorts. He slipped a couple of fingers into the top of the waistband and eased the top of my shorts down a couple of inches to reveal the top of my young firm butt stopping just short of the crevice between my cheeks. Slowly, his fingers kneaded the upper part of my arse cheeks. I prayed to god that he wouldn't ask me to turn over and reveal the huge tent that was now in the front of my shorts. Fuck I was so horny!
"Good job our mates at school can't see us now" he murmured, "they'd think we were a right couple of little gay boys!"
"Mmm" was all I could reply "probably best if we don't mention it mate".
Just then I felt his fingertip at the top of my arse crack gently massaging the base of my spine. I shuddered which seemed to be the signal for him to lift himself off me and take his hands away.
"What about the backs of your legs?" he asked "They're looking a bit pink"
Still face down on the lounger I replied "Erm, yeh maybe a good idea if you don't mind mate"
"That's what friends are for dude" he added, as he squirted some more cream onto his hands. He was now kneeling on the patio next to my lounger and started rubbing the soles of my feet. Thankfully, I could feel the swelling in my cock starting to ease. Whilst he was working on my ankles and calves I started wondering why the fuck I'd got so horny - this was my best mate for christ sake! I'd never felt this way before, not with a lad anyway! What's going on? I'm straight and I knew Luke was. Like me, he'd had a few girlfriends - we weren't gay!!
By now Luke had worked up past the back of my knees and was massaging cream into the backs of my thighs. I parted my legs slightly to make it easier for him and could feel his fingers stroking my inner thighs. My cock slowly started to spring back into action pressing hard against the cushion of the lounger. I bit my lip as his hands made their way further and further up my legs. "You're gonna go home with a massive white patch mate if you keep these shorts on for the whole two weeks" he murmured.
"Yeh I spose - dya think Giorgos will bring me back some trunks to borrow?" I answered
"Oh yeh, he'll be back, I know he will" sniggered Luke.
His fingers were slowly making their way up the legs of my shorts and I spread my legs open a bit further. My cock was now rock hard again from his touch, pushed up against my belly.
"Cheers mate" I said, starting to feel a little awkward "I think that's about it now"
"Ok Dan, if you're sure that's everything. Cos you know if you did burn I'd never hear the last of it - it would all be my fucking fault!" he laughed, still working his fingers a few inches from my bollocks. I didn't want him to stop, but I didn't want him to carry on either! Just then his fingertips brushed my ball sack. I shuddered again and let out a soft moan. This seemed to be the signal for him to do it again, only this time he actually gave them a gentle squeeze. I closed my eyes again and spread my legs a little further apart to assist him. I had never felt more horny. All of a sudden I heard the sound of a car coming down the drive round the front of the villa. Luke stopped and slipped his hand out from under my shorts.
"That was good timing" he whispered, as he stood up and wandered away from me and the lounger. I propped myself up quickly with my elbows and glanced over at his firm tight butt as he walked towards the pool. He looked over his shoulder at me and smiled, then turned to face me at the edge of the pool to show me a huge hard-on inside his Speedos before falling backwards into the water.
I laughed out loud and lie down again. This may not be such a boring holiday after all I thought.
"Hi guys - everything ok?" asked Mrs Stevens with bags of shopping in her hands.
"Everything's great" I replied.
END