Date: Tue, 26 Sep 2006 18:38:39 +0200
From: freudz@hush.com
Subject: Behind the Dutch mountains 2  (m/m, m/b, m/g, mast, oral)

Behind the Dutch mountains

By Freudz (c)

This tale is based on (un)true facts. After I published
Valley in the Dutch mountains a story in which my three
years younger friend Patrick and I experience an exciting
afternoon with a German man I received many request for a
sequel about the older Patrick. In three parts I reveal
how Patrick and I met fifteen years later and how it
turned into a family reunion. If this is too much for
you I suggest you get back to your Sudoku.

Comments are welcome at freudz@hush.com.
(Please don't ask me for pictures. I'm a writer, not a
photographer)


Part 2


I was woken up by the noise of someone coming down the
stairs. Soon Patrick's son stuck his head through the
doorway. Still dressed in his Spiderman pajamas he watched
if I had already woken up. Although I was awake I decided
to keep my eyes closed. I waited until his head was near
mine. Suddenly I opened my eyes and wished him good
morning. He jumped and giggled at my practical joke. With
the cutest smile he wished me good morning and asked if he
could watch TV. Although I had slept only for a few hours
I didn't wanna spoil the party.


He took the remote control and turned around to look for a
place to sit. Because I was laying all stretched out, there
wasn't much more space on the couch. I guess I was laying
on his favorite spot, because he was staring at the middle
of the couch. How innovative of his young mind to produce
the most favorable solution to this problem. He decided to
just sit on top of me. That is his small butt was in
between the back of the couch and my body and his legs
were hanging over my body. Just three thin layers of
fabric separated me from his warm body.


I pretended to be sleeping again and kept my eyes closed.
His fresh boy smell gradually woke me up in the most
magnificent way imaginable. My own body odor must have been
less fresh after the beer and sex orgy that I'd had with
the boy's father on the night before. My morning boner
immediately reacted on the boys pheromones. Although I
badly had to have my morning piss I didn't wanna break
the moment. His little buns were pressing my left thigh.
Sheepishly I bowed my legs slightly and turned my body
towards him. In a very slow motion I stretched my body
until my bulge almost touched his boy butt.


Then I had a moment of doubt. There was a battle in my
mind between lust and loyalty. I had wanted the boy so
badly from the first time we had met at the country fair.
The fact that he was Patrick's son and also looked like him,
only made him more desirable to me. But what about my
loyalty to Patrick and the possible consequences if things
would work out the wrong way. Indecisively I remained that
position. Because no kid can sit still for one second it
didn't take long before his bum accidentally touched my
bulge.


I felt his butt examine the hard bump. He must have figured
out what it was but he seemed to be ok with it. Apparently
unaffected by the events he continued to watch TV. As a
result of all the intense sensations that I was
experiencing my reservations gradually moved to the
background. Very innocently I moved my body a bit so
that my hard bulge would rub his butt. He didn't stop me
but seemed to doubt if I was asleep. I couldn't see his
eyes, but just felt that he was examining me. Yawning
and rubbing my eyes I pretended to wake up.


While I stretched my body I looked at his gorgeous sleepy
face. I asked him what time it was. With a big smile he
answered that it was just fifteen minutes later than before.
I complimented him on his pajamas and he told me that it
Was his favorite. Jokingly I mentioned that Spiderman had
a little hole in his pants. He laughed loudly and denied
that it was the case. To show him I moved backwards a bit.
He spread his legs and looked at his groin. As he didn't
have a clear view he took the fabric between his fingers
and stretched it.


His middle finger found the hole and slipped in. With a
naughty smile he said that he could touch his balls. My
cock throbbed in my pants. I wondered if he was hard just
like I was. Jokingly I said that the hole was practical.
For example to release the gases of his farts or stick his
wiener through to take a piss. We both had a good laugh
visualizing it. As if to mark my words, he let go a fart.
Although I not really into scat, fortunately this was one
of those good farts. I pretended that I was disgusted
but in fact I devoured his smell.


I threatened him that if he would stick his pecker out of
the hole, that I would pull it off. Bursting from laughter
he looked at me with that naughty devilish smile. One that
I remembered from his dad. Keeping his eyes locked on mine
he slid one hand in his pajama trousers while his other
hand stretched the fabric. He stopped for a second as if
to wait for my reaction. Motionlessly I awaited the boys
next move. In the blue of his pajamas pants the tiny white
pecker arose like an asparagus. It was half hard and
with the blue background almost looked surreal.


With an overacted grin of a dirty old man on my face I
snatched the little member in my hand and playfully tucked
it. This made the boy laugh and shriek and rock his body.
I had to quiet him down, cause I did not want us to wake
up his sister or Patrick. While I still held the miniature
dick I felt it pulsate which mend that he was getting
harder. Obviously he liked our play. His effortless attempts
to break free were hardly convincing. This made me bit
braver. With an crooked voice I whispered that I changed my
mind. Instead of pulling it off I would bite it off.


Because he started to laugh almost hysterically I sat up and
covered his mouth with one hand and with my other I lifted
his butt a bit. Hungrily I engulfed his rock hard boy boner.
Soon he stopped struggling and seemed to enjoy the sensation
that my sucking mouth and wet tongue were giving him. How I
just loved to play with his large foreskin. It was almost
like chewing gum. I let it slip out of my mouth to admire
the beauty of it and asked if he liked what we were doing.


To my delight he nodded his head. I held back a bit and
asked him if he had played with his wiener before. He
replied that he sometimes did under the shower or in bed.
When I asked if he ever played with his friends dicks,
he hesitated. After I reassured him of my secrecy, he
admitted that he did with one friend. I asked if his father
knew about this. He nodded his head confirmingly and told
about how his father had caught his friend and him about
half a year ago, while they were playing with each others
boners.


Like I expected Patrick hadn't been angry at the boy. He
had just explained to them to keep it to themselves and
lock the door, in order not to surprise his sisters. While
he was telling me this, his usually big green eyes
were slightly closed and avoiding mine. Even though he
appeared comfortable and open I had the feeling that he
wasn't telling me the whole story. In my mind I
visualized Patrick catching his son and his friend while
they were doing naughty things. It was like a déjà vu.


Even though I was having a big time with the boy in the
back of my head I knew that I had crossed the line. I
wasn't sure what Patrick's reaction would be if he found
out about his son's new playmate. He knew about my sexual
preferences, but the gorgeous creature in my lap was his
own son. On the other side, the boy was my hearts desire
Just about everything about him had a stimulating effect
on my mind and my loins.


My dilemma was solved by the hypnotizing pale two inch
forbidden fruit that was wiggling in front of my eyes.
While I tucked on his hard pecker I kindly but seriously
asked the boy if we could keep it a secret. A little
bit surprised by my seriousness he promised not to tell
on me or talk about this to anybody. How sweet and
considerate and smart this then year old was. I hugged
him tightly and prepared myself to feast on his boy boner.


Even though the volume of the television was pretty loud
suddenly I could hear the unmistakable sound of footsteps
coming down the stairs. Quickly I lifted the boy of my lap
and laid myself on my side. A bit crunched so my bulge
would be covered by the blanket. The boy hastily tucked
his pants to pull his marbled treasure through the hole
back in. He laid himself down on his tummy on the rug on
the floor, pretending to watch television.


Full of energy the eight year old daughter came walking in
the living room. She didn't seem to notice anything unusual.
Besides the excitement in our pupils there was no visible
evidence in the room of what had just taken place. With a
cute girly smile she wished us good morning and told us
that their father had send her downstairs. He was still
a bit tired and needed another hour sleep. Patrick had
instructed her to offer me her brothers bed to sleep if I
would be bothered by them.


For a second I considered to go to the boy's bed and jerk
off in his smell. But because of my hard cock I couldn't
move without showing my bulge. I decided to let it subside
and go for a much needed piss. Together with the boy and
girl I watched TV until I felt save enough to make it to
the toilet. Quickly I removed the blanket and put on my
bath robe. Unseen by the girl I quickly put the crusty
briefs of her brother in my pocket and went upstairs.


I put the cum soaked boy pants in the middle of the
laundry and had a lengthy piss in the bathroom. On my
way back I checked Patrick's bedroom. He was still deeply
asleep and snoring. Although I could have also slept
some hours more I decided that I could always lay in bed
and jerk off thinking about the boy. That day I had the
opportunity to be in his presence. Even if that would
mean that I couldn't do anything else besides watch him.


In the living room the little girl was sitting on one side
of the couch. How sweet and considerate of her. Quickly I
took of my bathrobe and regained my former position under
the blanket. The boy hadn't moved and was sucked in the
TV program. His legs were slightly opened and his little
delicious buns were perfectly outlined by the tight fabric.
Hardly visible was that the edges around the hole in his
pants were still moist from my saliva.


A bit to the left I saw the reflection of the girl who was
sitting at my feet. Her girly nightgown was short just like
the mini skirt that she had worn the day before. Absently
she spread her knees.Unlike the day before she wasn't
wearing her knickers. Even though I had seen her in the
nude the night before, the fact that I was spying on her
and could actually see the little pink hole in her preteen
slid inevitably aroused me.


I must have stared too long because she caught my eyes.
She giggled and closed her legs. Quickly I turned my eyes
back to the TV. After some time I peeked from the corner
of my eye. Her legs were spread but it was as if she had
been waiting for me. Quickly she closed her knees. The
naughty expression in her face told me that she was playing
peek-a-boo. Of course I was willing to play along. For some
time we played the game, until the boy asked us to be quiet
because we were making too much noise.


It struck me how rude this angel could be to his sister
and me. But I guess it was just my grown up projection. In
the real world little boys are rude and don't like little
girls and certainly not their sisters. Although I didn't
wanna upset him, I also didn't wanna stop playing
completely. After the boy had turned on his tummy and
seemed to be sucked back in the TV show, I laid on my back
and innocently stuck my right foot between the girls legs.


With my index finger I motioned her to maintain silence.
Her naughty smile reassured me that she was game. Her
little hands playfully tucked my toes. The heavenly feeling
of her soft and warm little thighs on my foot, made my
dick throb. Because I was laying on my back, the bulge was
clearly showing through the blanket. However, her focus was
on the TV. In her excitement and as it seemed
unintentionally she humped my foot once and a while with
her balt pussy. The boy wasn't aware of anything.


To my surprise the girl lifted the blanket and crawled
underneath over my body until her face appeared on the
other side. She locked her beautiful blue eyes on mine.
Slowly she shifted her body until her crotch was exactly
on my hard bulge. I was amazed by her mature behavior and
wondered if she had learned this from experience or from
a movie. Motionless we remained in that position for a
while.


The combination of the mysterious look in her eyes and
the very light stimulation of my leaking cock by her small
pressing body, made it almost a tantric experience. My hands
softly caressed her tender back and traced down her spine
to her tiny butt. I knew then that I had crossed the line
again and that I was way beyond the point of no-return.
I figured that the girl was clearly enjoying it as much
as I did and gave in to my weak flesh once more.


Eagerly I cupped her small buns. The delicate fabric
allowed my fingers to smoothly curve her round globes.
Because she didn't seem to object I became braver and
caressed the inner sides of her legs. With my thumbs I
lifted her gown a little upwards. How soft and smooth
her tiny buns had felt. She slightly parted her legs when
my fingers went down the crack of her butt, until I
reached her slit. I wetted my finger with saliva and
carefully rubbed her dry pussy with it.


Her mysterious look remained unchanged. It was as if she
was hypnotized or hypnotizing me. Although I hardly
couldn't get closer to her body I desperately wanted to
feel her naked skin on mine. Slowly and as quiet as
possible I lifted her gown up to her chest. In the same
motion I lowered my briefs down to my knees. Her pupils
widened and she gasped when she experienced the sensation
of my slimy hardness poking at her smooth tummy.


This must have distracted the boy, because he suddenly
turned around and asked what we were doing. I told him
that we were playing like we had done earlier. I asked if
he wanted to join, but he made a disgusted face and said
he would definitely not have sex with his sister. I didn't
wanna upset him and just let him be. However I did make
him and the girl promise not to tell about each other to
anybody. Not even if they were very angry.


After this intrusion I continued to hump my leaking cock
against the small and warm body. Because the boy was
fully aware of our actions, there was no need anymore
to hold back our movements. I lifted her almost weightless
body and pushed my throbbing cock between her smooth legs.
With one hand I caressed her tender neck and with the other
I cupped her tender buns and pushed my gland in between
them. Slowly rocking her heavenly soft body.


Suddenly I heard footsteps on the stairs. For the second
time that morning I had to avoid a possible disaster.
Quickly I pulled down her night gown and made her sit at
my feet like she had done before. I yanked up my briefs
and laid on my side, with the blanket covering me. When
Patrick entered the living room it appeared like we were
just watching television. Although our faces must have
been flushed he didn't seem to notice anything odd.


Dressed in his bathrobe Patrick warmly wished us a good
morning. He excused himself for sleeping so long. While
he winked at me, he added that he had needed it badly.
He said that he would make us some breakfast and
disappeared in the kitchen. I put on my bath robe and
followed him. Even though I felt guilty, I had an
uncontrollable desire to hold my old friend and father of
these heavenly creatures in my arms.


Patrick was making some sandwiches and drinks for the kids
and for us. I told him that I wanted to take a long shower
in order to wake up. He excused himself for his children.
I convinced him that they were cool. Of course I couldn't
tell him to what extend I had enjoyed their company. When
we hugged I felt my loins stir. I'd had so much stimulation
that morning without cumming, that I didn't need much more
to get me there.


Jokingly Patrick squeezed my bulge and wished me fun in
the showers. A little disappointed that he couldn't join
me I went upstairs to the bathroom. The shower felt so good
on my tired body. I soaped my body with shower gel with pine
extracts. It didn't take long before I was furiously jerking
my aching dick. I stuck two fingers in my itching ass hole
and felt the pressure building up in my balls. To my
surprise Patrick, suddenly, walked in and locked the door.


Quickly he took of his bath robe and joined me under the
Shower. He said that the kids were having breakfast in
front of the TV and that we would have about fifteen
minutes to ourselves. It was not enough time for a long
satisfying leisure fuck but I was a great unexpected
treat. Hungrily we feasted on each others bodies. Rubbing
our soap coated cocks together and finger fucking our man
holes. I whispered in his ear that I would love to shave him.


He replied that it would be a major turn on and that we
could do it the upcoming evening. I felt that I was
getting close and indicated that I was about to cum.
Patrick asked me to cum in his mouth. It probably had been
a very long time since he tasted cum for the last time.
He sat on his knees in front of me and sucked in my hard
rod up to the hilt. He stuck three fingers in my hot hole
and roughly probed at my prostate.


With my eyes closed I enjoyed the sensations that he was
giving me. Images of what had happened the night before and
that morning combined with memories of the time when we were
boys, randomly projected themselves in my mind like a slide
Show. Just the thought of all the possible future experiences
we would have made my head spin. Soon I thrusted my cock
violently in Patrick's mouth and shot my man juice deep in
his throat.


I hadn't noticed that he was jerking off himself while he
Was sucking me, but just moments after me he grunted
and shot his wad between my legs. After catching our
breaths we had quick shower to get rid of the cum on our
bodies. We both got dressed and totally satisfied and
refreshed Patrick and I joined the children in the
living room. I proved to be a promising start of the day.

I hope you enjoyed it thus far. More about this lovely
family reunion in part 3 (last part)