We both slowly staggered back up the track and onto the road, if you could call it that, through the village and up another track back towards our villa. We'd hardly spoken for the duration of our walk and were both hot, sweaty and dusty. I looked down at my groin and could just make out a tiny damp patch in the front of my Speedos where I'd leaked a bit of pre-cum courtesy of Yannis as we'd stood at the urinal in the taverna. All I could think about was Yannis' perfectly formed solid cock in my hand and how I'd bought him to a gushing climax. "A master" he'd called me. I smiled proudly and looked at my mates arse as he strolled slightly ahead of me. Then I started wondering. Was what I did wrong? Well, yes of course it was you twat, my head replied! I was nearly 16 and it was hundreds of miles from home. And I hadn't hurt anyone and no-one else would ever know. I recalled the events outside Luke's room earlier that day and how I'd watched my mate wanking through his window. And how intensely excited I'd felt. I'd never felt like that before! Was I really gay? But my thoughts were interrupted -
"Dunno about you Dan, but I need to get in that pool as soon as we get back" Luke called to me over his shoulder. I looked at my watch, 3 o'clock, and the sun was still beating down on us. Plenty of time before his parents returned I thought! "Sure thing mate, and then a little siesta maybe to sleep off the beer and ouzo" I replied. "Fucking lightweight!" he laughed.
Neither of us bothered going into the villa but instead just pulled off our t-shirts and dived straight into the still, clear water. Although warm, the water was much cooler than I expected and I had a sudden shot of vitality and adrenalin throughout my body. Fuck that was good. I swam around diving underwater from time to time to try and sober up a bit. Luke was doing the same and I watched his tight teen lycra clad arse pointing up to the sky as he repeatedly went under, headfirst.
"How good was that bar mate?" he called across the pool having surfaced "although that young waiter was well gay eh? What dya think, shall we try and get to that party night tomorrow Dan? Could be a laugh eh!" Ignoring the comment about Yannis I replied "yeh might be a laugh but would your parents let us go dya think or will they want us tucked up in bed by 10pm?" "Fuck off Dan, they're not that bad mate, leave them to me" he laughed as he hauled himself slowly out of the water.
He stood there on the edge of the pool facing me, just a few feet away, dripping wet from head to toe, the sun glistening on the water droplets on his chest and legs. His now familiar tight black Speedos were saturated and I could make out every angle, crease and crevice of his teen cock and balls packaged under the thin material. I couldn't take my eyes off his groin. I longed to see his meat again. He stood there for ages, teasing and tempting me, or maybe, he was blissfully unaware that I was admiring the view. "So what shall we do now mate?" he finally enquired, turning to pick up his sunglasses from a little table and looking down at me still in the pool. "Oh I dunno, let's just chill for a bit in the sun, I think I've had enough excitement for a while" I replied. "Woh, your easily pleased" he said, "a few beers, a couple of Ouzo's and a swim - you certainly know how to live Dan" he sneered. Mmmm, if only you knew my friend, if only you knew! I thought to myself.
I swam around for a few more minutes trying to lose my semi hard-on caused by the sight of my mate on the poolside. Luke had grab a couple of sun loungers and dragged them over nearer to the pool. He was laying flat on his back on one, sun glasses on, legs apart, head back and arms flopped down by his sides with his knuckles on the tiled floor. I hauled myself up the pool steps, out of the water and stood there dripping, conscious that my cock was still slightly pumped and creating a bigger than usual pouch in the front of my Speedos. Hurriedly, I grabbed my own sunglasses and quickly walked to the empty sun lounger next to my mate and lay down to avoid further embarrassment. He may well have had his eyes closed under those sunglasses and not noticed a thing, but I suspected that he had indeed seen my enlarged package. Not knowing for sure, made me strangely excited.
"Your turn to do me now Dan" murmured my mate lazily. I swallowed and caught my breath. Fuck, what did that mean? Had he seen my hands on Yannis at the taverna? Had he seen me wanking myself outside his room earlier that morning? Did he know my secrets? Was he asking me to start on his own cock? I froze. "Sorry?" I replied, anticipating his response. "I'm starting to burn Dan, your turn to put some lotion on me. I did you yesterday, it's only fair mate!" A huge sense of relief, and at the same time I have to say, a sense of disappointment, surged through me. "Yeh spose so" I replied lifting myself off the lounger and heading into the villa. I grabbed the sun lotion and a couple of bottles of cold water from the fridge and strolled back outside to my mate who was still flat out on his back. I could swear he'd lowered the front of his trunks slightly as I saw a narrow white strip round his tummy above his waistband and a few strands of blonde pubic hair protruding from the top of his Speedos, as I placed the bottles on the little table between our loungers.
"Where dya want me to start?" I asked as I poured some of the lotion into my palm. He just grunted softly, I looked at him, "are you asleep?" I asked. No reply. Just a gentle nasally snore. The sod had dozed off and there I was, knelt down between the loungers, inches from him, with a hand full of sun-tan lotion. Just to make sure I asked again, "Luke, you asleep?". Nothing. His mouth was slightly open and he was breathing heavily. I looked him up and down from head to toe. He really was a good looking lad. 6ft tall, fair hair, smooth, long tanned legs and a fit physique for a boy of only 15. I knew why he was so popular with the girls at school. And to top it all, he was a bloody good footballer. Better than me! "Lucky bastard" I thought to myself jealously. But hang on, who was the 'lucky' one? I was just about to put my hands all over my, near naked, teen mates body, while he was asleep.
Very gently, so as not to wake him, I rubbed my hands together to transfer some of the lotion onto my right hand and slowly and softly put one hand on each of his shoulders. They felt warm from the sun..... and solid. I slowly started massaging the lotion into his tender skin with my fingertips working my way towards his neck. The lotion was glistening in the sun as I worked my way down each of his arms and hands stopping just short of his fingertips. I gently raised his right arm so I could get see the pale skin under his armpit. It was covered in a thin layer of downy fair hair. Suddenly I had the urge. I slowly leant over him and lowered my head towards his armpit. Being very careful not to touch such a sensitive area my nose was just millimetres away from his armpit. I breathed in through my nose and took a long, lingering smell of his teen scent. It was good, very good, like nothing I'd smelt before. I yearned to explore the area with my tongue and taste him as well but stopped myself and gently lowered his arm again. I did the same with his left armpit and took in the same sweet smell. Just as I was lowering his arm, he murmured and fidgeted slightly. I leant back expecting him to awaken. But he didn't move again and I could see his eyes firmly closed through his sunglass lenses. I applied more lotion to my palms and started working it into his chest and tummy. Although he had a fit body he didn't quite have a 'six pack'. I imagined that might follow in a few years. He did however have perfect nipples. Absolutely perfect. I'd never noticed them before - why would I? They were a dark pink with a brown areola the size of a 10p piece. Totally smooth, not a hair in sight. The nipples themselves looked soft and tender sitting in the centre. I glanced to check he was still asleep and ran my middle fingertip across one of them and then the other. I spent an age just slowly teasing them with my fingertips and watched them gradually harden to solid points. I longed to taste them but daren't. Oh, what I'd have given to run the tip of my tongue over them. I was getting so horny exploring my mates body and looked down to check out my cock hardening in my trunks. "Fuck, don't wake up now Luke" I prayed to myself. With more lotion on my fingers I started stroking and massaging his tummy and pelvic area. His skin was so soft and felt like velvet. My fingers stopped short at the waistband on his trunks although I did brush over the few pubic hairs that were sticking out. He softly groaned again and snorted as I set to work on his long smooth legs. Down past his calves to his ankles and feet rubbing the lotion carefully into his skin, onto the soles of his feet and the tops of his toes.
My hands were sticky and still hand a film of lotion all over them. I placed them on my own chest and started to work on my own nipples whilst knelt next to him and running my eyes up and down his hot young frame. They soon hardened and I was become more and more aroused, flicking and tugging at them. My cock was now rock hard straining against the material of my trunks and I ached to relieve it. My mate was still fast asleep and had hardly moved the whole time. My eyes went back to his groin again. I'm sure I had sensed some movement in his Speedos as I'd worked on his body. I decided that I probably wouldn't get another chance and hesitantly and very gently I placed my hand over his package to feel his cock and balls through the lycra material. I stroked, very slowly, keeping one eye on him ready to jump away had he woken up. I could clearly feel the outline of his teen meat and traced it's shaft with my fingertips from tip to base. I popped a couple of fingers under his ball sack and gently stroked and caressed it through the material. My own cock was now so hard it was almost tearing through my trunks. I lowered my other hand to my groin and slid it under my waistband, grabbed my aching cock and worked it slowly. I had to see his cock. I just had to. I looked around to make sure it was safe, glanced at my mates face again to check he was still asleep and then gingerly worked a couple of fingers into the waistband of his trunks. Slyly, I slowly pulled the material open and down so I could peer in and find the treasure. There it was, just laying horizontal across on his pubic mound. Perfectly formed, uncut and about 7" soft but a little thicker than mine I judged. I felt a flutter of excitement in my tummy. Nervously, my index finger moved towards it and I ran the tip along its length. I pulled back the speedos as far as I could to totally expose my mates cock to the outside world. He stirred. Fuck - I frooze like a statue. He sighed deeply and nothing more. Just like his armpits, I wanted to take in its' scent. I lowered my head to my mates waist and sniffed at his cock. It smelt of chlorine from the pool but I could detect a musty odour. Mmmmm. How I longed for some fun with Luke. I was too naive to know what I'd do to him or, what he'd do to me, but I knew I'd enjoy it. I lowered my head further and gently kissed the tip of his cock, really softly and sweetly with my lips, as a thank-you. I slowly pulled the material back over his groin, sighed and got to my feet. My own cock was still straining at the material of my trunks and I knew something needed to be done. I glanced down at my sleeping mate, smiled, turned and hurriedly made my way back into the villa. Grabbing a towel from my room on the way, I headed into the bathroom, locked the door behind me, dropped my trunks and stepped into the shower with the intention of a long, slow wank under the cascading water.
I'd only been in there for a few minutes when suddenly, there was a bang on the door. "Dan, let me in mate.......I'm desperate for a piss" called my mate. Startled, I looked down at my now solid 9" cock and lather covered body. "Can't you wait a minute?" I called. "NO, I fucking cant, open this door" came the reply.