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Amsterdam Part 2 Sweet Dreams A/Y
I thought I was dreaming of my experience at the pool that time long ago, my
rigid dick was straining against the Lycra of my Speedos and my left nipple was
as hard as diamond and jumping at his touch. As I gradually woke and realized
where I was, I knew it was no dream. Don was cuddled warm and close against me.
His left arm under both our heads and his face pressed into the crook of my
shoulder. His right leg was up and over my body and it was his Speedos pressed
against my dick, not my own. His right arm was on my chest and I figured out
that my own breathing was causing my nipple to move back and forth under his
fingers. It was heaven, I felt so safe and warm. I remembered the terrific
orgasm he had just given me, the first in my life caused by another boy's hands.
It had been tremendous and now this cuddle was almost as nice although
completely different.
I realized that there were two rigid poles pressing through the fabric of the
Speedos. One in the center of my body which must be mine, but another just
beside it, poking just as strongly into my pelvis, but not connected to my
sensory grid. As Don purred into my shoulder I decided I had to make him feel
as good as I did.
Wiggling my arm up between us, I slid it into the slight pucker in the swim suit
where his hip bone held the fabric away from his skin slightly. With a little
protest at my movement, he then sighed deeply as I found the object of my search
and made a fist around his stiff member.
I'd never felt another dick before. It was so hot! Hot in my mind and hot in
my hand. As I slowly stroked up and down I marveled at the strength of the
bone. Yeah, I knew it wasn't really bone, just trapped blood, but it was so
hard. I could feel the head in my palm and just as the shaft was hard, the head
was soft and kind of spongy. When the strength of the erection forced the head
into my hand, Don would let out a little grunt. Then the stroke back across the
ridges of my fingers and the movement of the lip of the penis falling into the
valleys and then pushed back by my finger bones caused him to suck in his
breath. Suddenly I was not having to move my hand, his hips were thrusting his
dick into my hand all on their own.
This movement on his part was also felt in my penis because as he thrust in, his
thigh muscle would press down and drive my dick into my own bush and pelvis. I
found I could actually open my hand and then trap both dicks together with just
a layer of spandex between them.
Don's thrusting became more urgent then and his dick was now adding to my
pleasure by sliding up and down my own as I squeezed them together. Just as I
thought I was going to explode again, Don cried out and spiked his dick into my
hand. I felt it swell against my grip and then pump and pump his sperm up and
out. The first shots were so strong, they forced the juices through the fabric
and against my dick head. If I'd thought his dick was hot, the stored juices
from inside his body were positively boiling and as they coated my own dick
head, the heat and the action pushed me over the edge and I shot another load to
mingle with his on my belly. Don never woke, it must have been a super hot wet
dream! We both just cuddled with my hand firmly around his penis and our juices
mingling with our dream waves as I drifted back to sleep.
"Hey, hot stuff," Don said as he shook me with his free arm. "If you don't let
go of my dick and let me up, I'm going to wash all this sticky cum away by
pissing right here!"
"Hum, might be fun," I answered.
"Oh baby, might be indeed!" he said, "But not today, I think we need to do a
little more prep before we play indoor watersports."
"Maybe, but let's go finish our plan to swim now."
"Okay, but you need to wash off all this crusty cum or the whole ship will know
you're just a rabbit in heat."
I giggled a response, "Me? At least some of this is yours, look inside that
suit!"
"Man, I thought that dream was super real! Come on, let me up, I'll piss and
wipe up, then you can wipe down and we'll go catch some rays."
The rest of the day we lazed around the pool. Don reapplied my sun tan oil
twice, without public incident, but not without a private snicker or two.
Several of the paying passengers stopped and stared. One guy was actually
drooling as he watched. Don gave him a little show, easing the waist band of my
Speedos down to reveal a little crack and to massage the oil into my upper butt.
He giggled as he said, "Watch this guy. Look over at him, smile and wink. I
bet he'll cream his pants."
I looked over and smiled, he was kind of cute for an old guy. Then when I
winked at him I think he did cream. He grabbed a towel and held it draping over
his suit as he scurried away. Don collapsed in a fit of giggles.
"God, I bet you have them all creaming," he laughed. "You don't know how
beautiful you are."
"Really?" I asked, "I'm just a dumb blonde kid."
"Yeah, sure. But right now you're my dumb blonde kid!"
"You got that right!" I laughed.
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