I slowly opened my eyes and lay in my room staring at the air-con fan on the ceiling. I yawned. I'd had a good nights' sleep and was feeling refreshed from the previous days' journey from home to the villa. I wondered what was in store for day two of my holiday with the Stevens family. I looked at my phone, it was only 7.00am - Shit! - I never woke up this early at home! The villa was silent save for the snoring of Luke's dad in the distance. I lay there for a few more minutes recalling the events of yesterday with Luke round the pool and our visit from Giorgos. I got up and crept along the corridor, just in my boxers, to the bathroom for a piss. I noticed both Luke's bedroom door and that of his parents were closed and guessed I was the only one awake. It was hot, even at 7 in the morning, so I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and returned to my room.
I grabbed my iPod and sunglasses pulled back the curtains, opened the balcony window and stepped outside onto the veranda. It was still in the shade. I glanced over to Luke's veranda and it was drenched in sunshine. I hopped over the low wall and quietly made myself comfortable on a chair on Luke's veranda, in the morning sunshine. I popped my headphones on, pulled on my sunglasses and sat back with my eyes closed listening to music. I couldn't get the young fit body of my mate out of my mind. I recalled how he'd turned to face me before falling into the pool as his parents returned the previous afternoon. Standing there, momentarily, smiling at me in those tight black Speedos, making absolutely no effort to hide the huge boner barely contained inside the material. I opened my eyes and glanced through the window into his room. The curtains were half open and once I'd adjusted my eyes I could make out his lean, young frame lying face down on top of the bed, naked. He was still fast asleep.
I glanced around to make sure I was still alone and gently leaned forward in the chair to get a better look. Fuck, what was I doing? Spying on my best mate's naked teen body, just a few feet away, through a window. How gay was that? I didn't care - after all, no-one would know! I stared long and hard at his tight bubble butt and his long smooth legs. His arms were raised above his head, either side of the pillow, exposing the fluffy teen hair under his pits. I felt a stirring in my boxers but daren't touch my own cock for fear of being caught. Just then my mate stirred and rolled over onto his back. His butt was now hidden but had been replaced by a full uninterrupted view of his front. My eyes were immediately drawn to his groin. His cock laying there, flaccid against the top of his thigh. It was a good size, about the same as my own, maybe slightly thicker but not quite as long. Although, unlike me, he was uncut with a foreskin barely covering the head. His bollocks on the other hand were huge, much larger than mine and I imagined them to be full to the brim. My hand went down to the front of my boxers and gave, my now semi-rigid cock, a quick rub. My eyes worked their way up from his cock, past his bushy black pubic hair to his belly. A perfectly formed belly button surrounded by a few soft downy hairs. My eyes continued to scan his tight tummy and fit chest and my cock continued to slowly grow without my help.
I suddenly noticed, just inside the veranda door, about 3 feet away from me, laying in a little heap on the tiled floor were his black Speedos. I glanced back at my mates face, still fast sleep and looked nervously around again to check I was still alone. It was so tempting and I didn't have the will-power to resist. My hand slowly and quietly moved towards the door handle and I gently and silently slid the door open, only by about 6 inches. I leant forward and my fingers stealthily picked up the trunks. I quietly closed the door again. I checked I'd not disturbed Luke and started to examine my treasure. They were tiny. Shiny black lycra with a little white logo on the front. I put my fingers inside the waistband and stretched them open. I visualised my mates stiff cock laying horizontal inside them from the afternoon before and imagined them being filled by Giorgos, the previous owner, before his manly cock and bollocks had outgrown them. My own cock was now rock hard and I was feeling very horny. I glanced down at my groin to see my covered cock straining hard against my boxer shorts, before giving it another gentle stroke along its length. My eyes darted back towards Luke and I noticed his arm was now laying across his chest with his fingers just millimetres away from his nipple. His fingertips started gently stroking and pinching the nipple and I watched it slowly harden, although he still appeared to be fast asleep. His nipple was now solid and perfectly formed standing proud of his pec. His arm then slowly dropped away to his side and he was motionless again.
I popped my finger in my mouth briefly to moisten it and then reached for my own nipple and gently stroked it with my fingertip. Fuck, I was getting so horny. My nipple quickly sprang into action and I started pinching and tugging it and rolling it in my fingers. My balls were now starting to ache. I grabbed the Speedos and turned them inside out and pushed them against my face. I sniffed long and hard and could still smell Luke's boy juices and odour. My tongue darted out and I started licking the material around the crotch area. It tasted mildly salty. Again I pressed the material to my nostrils. I glanced back at Luke and his hand had now moved to his groin and was slowly stroking his flaccid cock. Was he awake? I quickly leant back in the chair so he couldn't see me through the curtains - just in case, although I still had a good view of him laying there. I took a quick look over each shoulder again to check I wasn't being watched. I guessed my mate was semi-conscious and slowly waking up, although his eyes were still firmly shut. His tongue darted out and he gently licked his lips. His cock was now completely gripped by his hand and I could see it growing. He released his grip and started flicking his bollocks with his fingers. His cock stirred further. I looked down at my own groin and my cock was straining hard seemingly about to tear through the material of my boxers.
I slid my fingers into the waistband of my boxers and pulled them down to allow my own rod to spring out and upwards. I saw a glistening drop of pre-cum escaping from my hole and gently wiped the tip of my knob with the Speedos. The shiny soft lycra felt sensual as it wiped my tip. I put the trunks back to my face and licked the spot of pre-cum off. I then placed my hand into the trunks and pressed the soft material hard against my throbbing cock. I started slowly working my cock inside the trunks with my fist. Fuck it felt so good. I glanced back into Luke's bedroom and watched him pounding his now solid meat with his hand. Vigorously and ferociously wanking his cock like only a teen can. Still flat on his back he gently spread his legs and lifted his arse up slightly. Still beating his cock with one hand he started stroking his arsehole with the fingertips of the other. He wriggled gently and although I now knew he was awake I couldn't drag myself away to safety. Gently he inserted a finger into his own arse and started working that finger in and out while the rest of his fingers cupped his balls. His other hand still smacking at his cock. I just wanted to open that door, rush in and jump on him. I had NEVER felt this excited. My own hand was still wanking my cock through the Speedos. I heard a muffled moan through the glass and watched my mate as he shot his hot spunk all over his hands and tummy. I could resist no longer. With one last massive stroke my own cock exploded and my bollocks emptied into the black material. A river of hot teen cream. Fuck! What was I going to do with the trunks, soaked in my juices. I quickly cleaned my knob on the material and loaded it back into my boxers. I glanced into the bedroom and he was still laying there, eyes closed covered in sperm. I screwed up the sopping trunks and squeezed them tightly into my fist, quietly got up and made my way towards my own veranda. Just as I was putting my leg over the low wall, "Good mornings young Daniel!" I turned round and there stood Giorgos. I froze on the spot, one leg on my side of the veranda and the other on Luke's. I quickly put my material filled hand behind my back. "It will be a hot day yes?" he asked. "Erm yes I think so. Good morning Giorgos, how are you today?" was all I could think of to say. Fuck! How long had he been there? Where had he come from? What had he seen?
He offered me a plastic bag. I stared at him, horrified! He smiled! "For trunks!" he said. "What?" Shit, he was giving me a bag to put the spunk soaked Speedos into. He must have seen everything!. I felt myself going bright crimson. "I hope they fit you Daniel" he said "they will help your tan, yes?" He waved the bag in front of me. It suddenly dawned on me. He'd bought me a pair of his old trunks as he'd promised the previous day - they were in the bag. "Thank you Giorgos, that's very kind, I'm sure they'll be fine". "See's you later" he added as he smiled and walked towards the pool, "I have to clean pool". I turned and went back into my room, relieved! I threw the bag of trunks into the corner, quickly grabbed a towel and headed towards the bathroom with Luke's Speedos still in my wet hand. They came in the shower with me and I washed them as best I could in shower gel, rinsed them and wrung them out. When I got back to my room I quickly lay them over the back of the chair, on Luke's veranda, in the hot sun. I figured they'd be dry in no time.
I then headed to breakfast with the family. We exchanged 'good mornings' and sat down at the table. "Did you both sleep well boys?" asked Mrs Stevens. " Very well thank you" I answered. "I did too mum but we were both awake early for some reason Dan, weren't we?" added Luke. He glanced over at me and gave me a cheeky smile. I nearly choked on my cornflakes!