What a boring holiday

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Oh god, I'm so bored right now. I'm in the middle, or actually in the south, of France, lying in a hammock while trying to keep a book between me and the sun in order to read it. Or rather, in order to look like I'm reading. In fact, my mind is constantly wandering off in boredom. You see, I'm on vacation with my family right now, which is something I should be enjoying. I love being in France, the climate is nice, I speak a little French, so I can try to "ameliorer" my skills and just in general... no school! Yet, I am bored.

My parents are at a wine tasting now and my little brother is playing with some other kids on the campsite. I told them I would be able to enjoy myself, but I am not. I didn't want them to see that, though. The thing is, we go to France every year, and so far every time has been successful. This year is different; my older brother isn't with us. He is seventeen and decided he preferen going away with some friends. I'm a silent one, I don't really approach people to talk and consequently befriend them. That is what I needed my brother for. He would literally talk to anyone around our age, even though his English was bad and his French was even worse. Still, he would say the few words he knew, he would wave around with his arms and get things done. Whenever he got stuck, he would look at me: fluent in English and being able to speak some basic French. Ironic, isn't it. The one who knows languages, is bad in social interaction, and the one who is very sociable, makes mistakes even in his mother language.

Anyway, you could say together we were perfect, both able to speak and to socialize. Generally we would have several friends at the campsite. We would play football, table tennis, go for a swim, make a campfire and so on. Just fun. Kids fun. This time is different. He is gone and my little brother is only twelve years old. He is nice, but I don't really feel like being with him all the time. So I just act like a adult kid, minding my own business. I read a book, clean the site a little bit, write some in a little notebook and try not to get bothered.

I am bored!

I sigh out loud and drop the book next to the hammock. I decide to grab my earphones and listen to some music. Maybe I will even drift into a feeble sleep until my parents return. It is exactly that what I'm doing, drifting away and wondering about the beauty of life, or whatever it is I was doing, when my little brother calls out my name. "Codey! Codey, hey, you there? You sleeping again?"

"Hmpf, not anymore..." I pull out the earphones and open my eyes. I blink several times, because my contacts dried while I was sleeping. "What's up?"

"I was playing some pokémon with Tom," my Kai says.

I interrupt him. "Oh, hey Tom. I am Codey." I reach out to shake his hand.

"Hey," he say shyly.

The boy must be around my brothers age, maybe a year younger, and already he was showing the beautiful guy he would become. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a pervert or anything, but at fifteen years I'm surely able to see whenever a twelve year old is going to be handsome or not. This little boy's face is just very... I don't know... perfect? He is tanned whilst his blonde hair got almost white in the sun. He has brown eyes that looked like they could just see right through any social defense anyone could've built.

"So, we are playing pokémon." Kai pulls me back into the real world.

"Why are you? We're on vacation, you shouldn't play video games!"

He rolls his eyes. "Says you...."

"Hey, I don't play games while on vacation!"

"You did. In the car."

I grin. "That's in the car, which isn't really vacation yet."

"Riiiight. Anyway, reading all day long is just as much a waste as playing games. At least I'm making friends."

Ouch. I smirk. "So, what do you need me for."

"I may have told Tom about this legendary pokémon you caught, and he didn't believe me."

"And now you want me to show it?" I smile.

Tom looks up from the ground he has been staring at all this time. "Yes, please?"

Oh god, that boy really is breathtaking. I don't want him to be, I shouldn't even feel this way, he is just a kid, for fuck's sake! If only he was older... No, I'm kidding. I can't act all cool here. Even if he was older, I would never have approached him, never have talked to him. And I would really never ever have tried anything. I'm just a sad lonely kid.

"Well then, go grab my Nintendo."

I smile as I look at the boys rushing away. I unlock my phone and stop the music. As I'm folding my headphones and put them away in the neat little box I bought for them, the kids return. Kai already started the game computer. "So, this is his character," I hear him say. "And those are his pokémon."

Tom gasps. "Damn, how did he achieve that?!"

I laugh out loud. "Having a lot of spare time, I guess."

"You must be really good then!"

"Well, what can I say." I blush a little. Oh god, am I really flattered because some kids thinks I'm good in a stupid game? Am I really this pathetic?

Suddenly he looks shy again. "So... could you maybe help me with this level I'm stuck in?"

"What level?"

"The one in the ice gym."

"Well, yes of course. That one is pretty hard, ain't it?"

He smiles. I'm happy I made him smile.

"Tom is so happy you want to help him," Kai says happily. It's sunday now, yesterday I promised him to help him. Almost right after he left, my parents had returned. I helped them setting up the barbeque, preparing the meat and covering the table. I wasn't really bored anymore. And today I will help the boys with their game and maybe go for a walk in the nearby village. I came up with this stupid idea today, but I suddenly really feel like doing it. I'm going to the village and I'm going to ask random people whether I can help them. Just helping them, with anything really. If the alternative is being bored, I'd rather help people around. Maybe it'll make me feel useful.

"I bet he is," I grin. "I wish there was an angel like me around when I was doing that gym!"

"So, that is his tent."

"His tent?"

Kai giggles. "Not really his tent, silly. His dad's." We enter their camping spot. A man looks at us, apparently recognises Kai and waves. "Hey mr. Koss."

"Good morning, Kai. And who is that?"

"This is Codey, my brother."

"Oh, good morning to you too, Codey."

"Good morning." I nod.

"Codey, you're here!" Tom runs out of his little tent on the edge of the spot. There are actually two little tents, I notice.

I laugh. "I said I would come, didn't I?"

The little boy already brought his nintendo. "So, I kept trying this level this morning, but it's just too hard." He pouts.

"Let's sit down somewhere."

Tom immediately sits down on a chair, so I just take the chair next to him. "Oh," the boy says. "That's actually dad's chair."

"Oh, I didn't know." I look up to mr. Koss, but he just laughs.

"You can sit wherever you want, of course."

"Thank you, sir."

"Please, call me Marc."

I start explaining the game to the boys. I tell them they need a specific type pokémon and I take them to where they can catch them. After they failed doing so a few times, I decide to trade the pokémon they need instead. Tom is really happy he gets a fairly good one for free, he was practically dancing around.

"Hey Tommy, keep it down, we're not alone."

"Hey dad, did we bring table tennis rackets?" someone suddenly says.

I look up to see an amazingly gorgeous boy. He looks just like Tom, but maybe he is even more beautiful. Tanned, blonde, brown eyes. He isn't wearing a shirt, so I can see his well-trained chest, with fair hints of a nice six pack. Did I tell he is probably fifteen or sixteen too?

He notices me too. "Oh, hello." He walks over to me. "I'm Luca."

"Hi, I'm Codey." I know I'm tomato red by now, but I try to ignore it. "Just helping Tom with his game." Yikes, awkward!

"Well, you do you." He smiles. "Tom does seem awfully happy."

"Codey just gave me a level 40 ponita!"

"That is great, Tom!" Luca says. "So, you're Kai's brother then?"

I nod.

"How come I've never seen you around? I thought I knew everyone our age on the camping."

I shrug. "Mainly been around our tent. I've been reading a lot."

"Ah, well, that's nice too."

"Codey is reeaaaally boring," Kai complains. "Tyler was much more fun."

Before Luca can ask, I add: "our older brother."

"Anyway, Codey, do you want to join us? We're playing table tennis."

I shake my head. "No, I'm fine. I'm right in the middle of a really exciting book."

"That's okay. See you around, I guess." He turns around to walk away, but then quickly turns back at me. "I would love to, actually," he says.

I turn bright red again, though I'm not really sure if I ever stopped being red.

Later that day I'm in the village, just walking around purposelessly. At some point I sit down on a wooden bench and I watch everyone passing by. The village is actually very busy, considering it's just a village. I keep watching people, until I decide it's time to actually do something. I wanted to ask people if I could help them, but it is really scary to do so. Yet, I know I sincerely want to do this. Which is weird, I can be very awkward around people, but at the same time I can be this "I don't care what people think about me" kind of person. I get up and literally walk to the nearest person, which happens to be an older lady.

"Good afternoon," I greet her in my best French. "Can I maybe help you with anything?"

"What do you mean?" she asks.

"Well, I was being bored today, so I wondered if I could maybe help someone. I often just randomly help people with simple chores when I'm bored."

"Well, I have been wandering on this earth for over sixty years now, but I never had anyone ask me if they could help me. You don't want anything in return, do you?"

"No, of course not." I smile.

"I was actually on my way to the supermarket. You could tag along. Could be nice to have someone around for a change, even."

I completely agree.

"You speak French really well, by the way."

I smile. "Thank you." I follow the woman to the supermarket and get her everything she needs. When we're at the checkout, I notice Luca entering the shop with some other kids. At first he doesn't see me, but then he does. He waves and walks towards me.

"Hey Codey, not reading anymore?" He turns his attention towards the lady. "You must be Codey's and Tom's mother? I'm Luca."

The woman, of course, doesn't understand a word, so she turns to me in confusement.

I quickly explain he thought she was my mother, and then look at the gorgeous guy again. "No, she isn't. She is from here."

"Oh, I didn't know, I'm sorry." And with the worst pronunciation he says: "excusez-moi."

The woman smiles kindly, even though I wonder if she could have even understood what he said, most French people I know are pretty bad in understanding bad pronounced French.

"Who is she then?"

I laugh. "I don't know. She was walking in the village, so I asked if I could help her."

":Luca, are you coming?" someone shouts through the supermarket.

"You guys go on without me, I will join," he says back and looks at me again. Why won't he just go with them and leave me alone. Ughh. "You just asked if you could help?"

"Yeah, I was bored, I guess."

"Dude, that's such a nice thing to do!"

There is is, been a while... I'm red again. "You think so?"

"Yes, of course. I wish I'd do things like that."

I laugh and look around to see whether the lady was still there. She was just paying, so I really had to help her load everything into the bags. "It's not really hard, just walk up to someone and ask if you can help. People really become so nice and bright after even very easy errands."

"But I don't speak French that well."

I laugh again and I realise I'm feeling more comfortable now, even though we're still at the checkout and I know Luca's friends are waiting for him. "I noticed. If you don't mind, I'm helping loading everything into the bags."

"Of course, of course. Here, let me help too." Together we put everything in the bags. "If you really want to do this," I begin hesitantly, "I mean, I speak French, so that isn't a problem."

The boy smiles. "You're right. Wait here." And then he runs off. What the actual hell... Where is he running towards?

"Is he a friend of yours?" the woman asks.

"Not really," I admit.

She smiles. "He seems nice."

"I guess so. Do you think you can carry those bags home yourself, or should I help?"

"Oh no, it's okay. Thank you so much, young man. Here, have this." She holds out a five euro note.

"No, please. I don't want any money."

"Really?"

"Yes, of course." I smile.

"Tu es vraiment un ange." With that, she walks off. I wonder if I shouldn't have helped her carrying those bags, but before I can make up my mind, Luca comes running back to me.

"All set, let's go."

I raise an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"Let's go. Let's help some people."

"Wait. Like, right now?"

"Yeah of course, silly. Or did you plan on bailing out on me again?" He punches me friendly in the shoulder.

Did I say this guy is absolutely gorgeous, already? ________________ We spend all afternoon helping people around. Just simple chores, most of the time. Carrying things around and doing groceries. In the meanwhile, we actually have a lot of fun. We joke around, complain about how hard those chores are, even though they're not, and we look at the happy faces of the people we helped.

"I wonder why I never did this before," Luca suddenly says. "This must be one of the best days ever."

"Really? That's amazing."

"I didn't know helping people could be this nice. It feels so good, just down and down good to help people."

"I know right?" I smile.

Luca smells his armpits real fast. "I am tired and sweaty now though," he laughs.

"Really?" I joke and smell too. For some weird reason, the smell of his sweat turns me on. But on the other hand, so far everything about him turns me on.

We slowly head back to the campsite. "Let's go for a swim to wash off all this sweat," he suddenly offers.

That takes me by surprise. I don't really like water that much, but thinking back to his bare chest, I guess I would survive the wetness for a while. "Yeah, so I can ask my parents at what time they're planning on having dinner. They're probably worried where I am."

"You got a phone with you, don't you?" Luca asks.

I nod.

"So send a text message then."

I look at him questioningly. "Our camping spot is close to the swimming pool, I'll just ask them."

"We're not going to the swimming pool," Luca says with a mischievous smile.

"We're not?"

"I just spend a whole day doing your thing, so now we're going to do mine. There is a lake over there, you know, the one bordering the camping?"

I nod again.

"If we enter this bush... right... here." He grabs my arm and pulls me into the green. We appear on some kind of path. "See? This is the secret way to the other side of the lake. An almost private part." There is the mischievous smile again.

I follow him in silence. About five minutes later we arrive at the lake. Luca was right, it is pretty abandoned. There is one couple on the beach, but they are pretty far away still. From this beach you can see the crowded beach next to the campsite.

"So?"

"So what?" I ask.

"What do you think?"

"It looks nice. And quiet." Then I realise something. "But Luca, I don't really have swimming clothes with me."

The smile is back. He pulls off his shirt, revealing that beautiful body again, and then pushes down his shorts. He is wearing blue boxers. "Just like swimming trunks, am I right?"

"True, but what about when we're done? They will be wet, then?"

"Oh, Codey. Do people tell you you ponder too much about things? Just do things. Be crazy." He smiles. "Like this." And then out of sudden he shouts out a very loud Tarzan cry. The couple looks at us for a second, but then continue doing whatever they were doing. Luca dives into the water.

A few seconds later he appears at the surface of the water. "You coming, or what?"

I don't really have a choice. I try to forget about my boxers being wet when we want to return, and I pull off my shirt and shorts too. Then I jump in the cold water. We swim around a little bit and talk some. Nothing too spectacular, but to be honest, this must have been the best day of the holiday so far. It is weird, and maybe his good looks are working for him, but Luca really feels like a good friend. And I only just met him. It feels like we've known each other for years now. Really, I feel completely comfortable with him, right now, and that's something I rarely do.

"I had fun today," Luca says.

"Yeah, me too. It's nice to help random people, right?"

"It sure is. And you're a fun guy to hang out with."

I blush. "Thanks."

"I wonder what the other guys did today. They looked at me very weird when I told them I wanted to hang out with you."

"I bet!" I overthink it for a second. "Why did you want to hang out with me though?"

Luca swims towards me. "Want me to be honest?"

I nod.

"You looked lonely when you were helping my brother earlier. Thought you could use some company." He smiles.

I nod again.

"And I somehow knew you wouldn't just want to hang out with me and the guys."

"I guess you're right?"

"See? I'm not really as stupid as I look like."

"You don't look stupid at all! You look..." What am I doing? "Not stupid."

He laughs. "Wow, twice? Then it must be right."

We talk some more. We pretty much covered all topics already today, we talked about our hobbies, about our family, our school and so on. I really feel like I know him well now. Still, we seem to find new topics to talk about constantly.

"Want to do a race?"

I look up from my thoughts. "What do you mean?"

"Let's see who is faster. We're going to swim towards that tree there, and then back here."

I laugh loudly. "Did you even look at me? I'm no sportsman."

"Yeah, I did." This time Luca blushes. It's faint, but noticeable nonetheless. "Come on, let's do it. We've been talking so much, I need to do something brainlessly now!"

"Ugh... I don't even like swimming. But okay, let's do it."

"Right! 3...2...1... go!"

And there we go. As I predicted, Luca is way faster than I am. When I'm almost halfway towards the tree, he is there already and before I reach the goal, he meets me on the way back. He stops swimming to smile at me. "Okay, maybe you were right," he pants. "I guess I'm more athletic."

"You sure are! You even have a six pack, man." I feel my face warm up again. Is it weird that I noticed?

Luca winks. "Guess you liked that, didn't you?"

Well, if I even have been able to stop myself from turning red before, this time I surely aren't. I must be as red as a communism flag by now. "Come, let's get out of the water, I'm getting cold."

"Ah, you looked like you were hot instead of cold, with that face." He laughs.

It's my turn to smile mischievously. "Of course I look hot."

We both laugh and swim back towards the spot where we originally jumped in the water. Luca lies down in the grass and I follow his cue, and lie down next to him. I stare at the slowly darkening sky. I'm thinking, but I'm not really sure what about. I guess just about my feeling of happiness. Feeling like this makes me realise that I rarely feel like this. I like it.

"Of course, we could just get rid of the wet underwear and get back in our shorts directly?" Luca says slyly. It's almost 6 now, so the sun isn't really doing its best drying us anymore.

I was on a different planet with my thoughts, so it takes me a few seconds to process what he said. "Please god, no. I had to do that once. It really is uncomfortable."

Luca laughs. "I am not going to ask you why you had to do that."

"Better."

"Well, I guess we're drying now, aren't we. Maybe you were right, we should've thought about this beforehand."

Now it's my turn to laugh. "I told you."

"But doing things on the fly is fun. And be real, how wet are our boxers really? Mine isn't that wet." He stops for a second and looks directly into my eyes. With those beautiful brown eyes of his. "And yours..." he starts and then lays his hands on my boxers. Not directly on my junk, but close enough. "Not really..." He is still looking in my eyes. His hand wanders a little bit, supposedly still feeling whether it's wet or not. "All that wet either." He then touches my cock carefully through the fabric of my underwear. We're still looking into each others eyes, but at this point I'm just frozen. I'm not sure what to think or feel. I'm not sure if I want him to continue or stop. I think I'm just happy I can look in his eyes for so long, what is happening to the rest of my body doesn't really matter. I know that's weird for a teenage boy to say, but it's true. "Although I'm starting to wonder if the getting rid of all the clothes plan isn't still the best in the end." He smiles, but stops feeling me up. Instead, he grabs my hands with his. "Codey," he says, "can I kiss you?"

"Uh... yeah... I guess?" I stutter.

He leans in and very softly our lips connect. It's pretty much a small peck in the beginning, but I gradually open my mouth, which he took as an invitation. Soon we're doing it all French. I guess I forgot about breathing, because when we break the kiss at some point, I'm practically gasping.

Luca laughs. "You shouldn't forget to breath, silly."

I laugh as well. "You shouldn't be as breathtaking as you are... Literally..."

"Aww, thank you. You are cute as well, though. Much cuter."

"You must be kidding!"

"No no, really." He leans in and kisses me shortly. "You're beautiful. Both on the outside and on the inside."

I blush. The gorgeous boy kisses me again. I must be dreaming, right? He kisses my nose, then my chin, then my chest and my nipples. His tongue is tracing circles as he continues his kissing trail towards my belly button. He takes hold of my dick again and slowly starts massaging. I moan. He looks up with the cutest look. "You like that?"

"Of course I like it!"

"So I shouldn't stop?"

"Never!"

He giggles. "Well, at some point I have to stop. But for now, close your eyes and enjoy."

I shake my head. "I want to keep looking at you."

He puts his hand under the waistband of my boxer and grabs my dick. Feeling skin on my dick, other than my own skin, feels weird. Weirdly good. He pulls down my foreskin and spreads around the precum I think I have been leaking since this morning. "I want to do the same."

"You want to look at yourself?"

He laughs, but doesn't say anything. I keep looking at his face, at the determined look on it. A face filled with concentration. It's cute, he really is trying.

Then he pulls down my boxers and for a second he does nothing, he just looks at my junk. Without a warning he dives forward and takes my whole cock in his mouth at once. I didn't see this coming, but you won't hear any complaints from me!

As promised, Luca looks at me while he is rhythmically going up and down. This is so sexy! His deep brown eyes look directly into my eyes. I'm literally looking at my dick appear and disappear. I have an urge to close my eyes, but I don't want to. Hnnngh. Ahh, this is amazing! This feeling, oh, it's indescribable. It is so pleasant it almost hurts.

Suddenly I realise we're out in the open. I look around. Fortunately that other couple isn't here anymore.

Luca stops with a smacking sound. "Something wrong, cutie?" he asks.

"No, nothing."

He pulls himself up to face me, and grabs my wet cock at the same time to continue jerking me off slowly. "You're worried someone sees us, right?"

I shrug. "I guess."

"No one is here." He kisses me. "Relax." He lowers himself again and before I know it, I'm in his mouth again. It doesn't take long before I'm ready to cum.

"Luca... I'm close."

He looks up at me and even though his mouth is busy, I see him smiling while he increases the pace.

Unngh. I'm having sex with a gorgeous, nice and popular guys. Ow god. This is a dream. Hmmpf. I feel almost spastic as I cum in his mouth. Ow my gawd. This must've been my most intense ejaculation ever. I notice Luca swallows it all. His smile is huge when he leaves my somewhat flaccid cock behind and faces me again. "You look exhausted, even though I did all the work." He smiles.

I can't talk, so I just smile back at him. He kisses me again and I taste my own cum. This was amazing. I just hope I don't wake up out of a sudden.

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