Date: Thu, 10 Sep 2020 13:11:23 +0000
From: J a skehan <jaskejr@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sweden-first visit

Sweden - first visit

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Sweden- first visit
  cajuncock

For some gay men their first sexual experiences were with other boys in
their teens. My first was a bit different. Not unusual now in the age
where stories of sexual abuse by clergy are all in the news. Mine came at
the hands of a driving instructor, a man in his twenties, in a secluded
park near my home. My father had tried to teach me to drive but for some
reason it didn't take. So he decided that driving school was the best
option. At that time schools in my area hadn't opted for driver's ed as
an option. So parents contacted a private driving school.
  My teacher would pull up to my parents' home to pick me up for an hour
long lesson. He'd take me to the parking lot of a nearby stadium to
practice. When he was satisfied that I'd mastered the basics we'd drive
around a bit. One lesson he directed me to a nearby wooded park. It had
winding roads, usually deserted. As we drove he started telling me
stories of his sex life. I thought that he was trying to distract me
while I drove. At some point he had me park. His stories did have an
affect though I had a raging teen hardon. He reached over the center of
the divided front seats. I gasped! It was the first time an adult male
had ever touched me there. He told me to relax and then asked if I felt
strange. I nodded my head. Then he asked if I felt good. I nodded again
and he unzipped my pants releasing my hard cock covered only by my white
underwear. My cock tented them. He askd if he could help me with the
"problem". I nodded, too scared to speak. He pulled my stiff boner out
into the open. Before I knew what was happening his wet mouth had taken
the head of my dick between his lips. The feeling was so intense that I
blew my load right then and there. He sucked me dry but never let my dick
out of his warm mouth. He obviously knew something about the recovery
time for teen boys. I leaned back trying to catch my breath. Within
minutes I was hard again and he resumed sucking me. The second time took
longer. He's stop when I was close and tell me how handsome I was. He
edged me for a full 10 minutes before bringing me to an enormous climax.
He sucked me dry and then told me that it was the biggest he's ever had.
He knew how to stoke a young boy's ego.
  This happened for the next three lessons. After that I passed my
driver's test and my lessons stopped. That one experience would have to
last me for almost 7 years. I attended an all male, catholic college. It
was the early 60s and there were few if any places to meet other gay men.
For the longest time I thought that I was the only one. Five years after
graduation I'd been teaching school. One spring an opportunity to spend a
semester studying in Dublin came up. I jumped at the chance! I'd saved a
bit on money and decided that I'd take advantage of the chance while
there to buy a car, my first new car. I finally decided on a Sabb that
I'd pick up in Sweden. It was the pre-internet age so using the local
library I found the cheapest airfare. It was on Icelandair via Iceland to
Luxemburg. An old travel guide let me know that I'd have to take an
overnight train to Sweden. I gave myself an extra week before I was due
in Dublin.
  It was my first trip overseas so I had no idea of distance nor rail
systems. I arrived in Luxemburg in mid-morning. The other passengers were
mostly backpackers. I followed their instructions to get to Brussels
where I'd get the night train. Before boarding I stocked up on Belgian
beer, sausages, bread, and cheese. I'd had a 4 hour layover in Brussels
to see the main sights and have a meal of street foods. I was surprised
to find that most people there spoke English. I booked a second class
seat for the overnight trip. I boarded the train, found my compartment
and settled in. Just before we departed I was joined by 2 others both
uniformed soldiers-a German and a Brit. Everyone introduced themselves.
The conductor came by the compartment about 20 minutes into the trip. He
checked our reservation and told us that the train would only make 3
stops to board passengers before arriving in Hamburg. There I'd transfer
across the platform for the boat train to Denmark. After he left the
three of us broke out our supplies to share. They'd brought brandy, wine,
cheese, and sandwichs. My two traveling companions were familiar with the
system and filled me in on what to expect. After the first stop, the
conductor came by again and told us that there'd be no more boarding
passingers and we might want to sleep. He drew the curtains that opened
onto the corridor and dimmed the lights. The soldiers stood to undress
explaining that they didn't want to sleep in their uniforms. I did the
same and we were all down to our underwear. They showed me how to convert
the pair of 3 across seats into a wide sort of bed. It was warm in the
compartment so they cracked the window open. We settled down with the
brandy and three paper cups from the conductor. We talked until the
brandy made me sleepy. The time change and lack of sleep on the flight
helped. I drifted off only to be awaken by the noise of the two of them.
I slowly sat up to see them doing a 69 on the other part of the bed. They
saw me looking and pulled me into their action. That night I had an
extensive lesson in male to male sex. I got little sleep as I was
pleasured and joined in their pleasure.
  They got up to get off the train just before Hamburg. Needless to say I
was a bit groggy and needed to use the bathroom to clean myself up. The
lavatory was at the end of the car. The door lock didn't really work but
I had little choice. I heard the door open behind me. A young teen
entered the small space. He quickly pulled my pants down and went to his
knees. He licked and sucked my well used ass enjoying the remainders left
by the 2 soldiers. Finishing that he stood, turned around dropping his
own pants to offer me his hole. Even though I was exhausted I knew what
to do. He'd gotten me hard while sucking my hole. I used a bit of the
liquid soap on his hole and slipped right into the offered pucker. He
moaned his own enjoyment as I proceeded to fuck him until we both
climaxed at the same time. I told him thanks and returned to the
compartment, passing the smiling conductor. He whispered in broken
English "He is good, yes?" All I could say was "very".
  About 30 minutes before our arrival, the conductor came by to remind me
of my connection and he warned me that sometimes that kind of boy was
used as a distraction while another one would rob my compartment. He'd
kept an eye out. As he talked I noticed the bulge in the front of his
uniform trousers. I rubbed it saying thanks. Our arrival at the main
station in Hamburg was on time and the conductor pointed me to my
assigned car of the boat train across the platform. The ride for the last
part of journey was pleasat enough. The ferry crossing from Germany to
Denmark was simple. The rail cars were loaded onto the ferry for the 60
minute crossing. The passengers had an opportunity to get a meal in the
canteen before we were unloaded to continue the rail trip. Copenhagen was
the final stop. From there I boarded the short ferry ride to Malmo,
Sweden and my new Saab. I spent the next two days in Malmo with the
family of young Swedish girl I'd met in the US. For those days her older
brother, Hal, taught me to drive my new car. It only took me a few hours
to get the hang of it. Then he sat me down for an enormous Swedish lunch.
 He decided that a short tour of the town and university was in order. He
concluded the tour with a visit to a typical university sauna. This one
was unlike anything I'd ever known. It was a large building that had an
indoor pool as well as a traditional sauna. We rented suits, even though
it was an all male sauna. He felt that I might not be used to the kind of
informality that the Swedes were accustomed to. I was shocked at the
scene when I left the changing room. It must have been a day for all of
the blond hunks of the town to be there. Most were univeristy students,
all were nude. I was surely an oddity in my small speedo suit. All of
them had their full equipment on display swinging down. Some were even
hard but no one seemed to notice. Hal, my host, quickly removed his suit.
I was surrounded by dozens of young men with uncut cocks on full display.
Hal teased some of his friends in Swedish as I swam around often bumping
into naked bodies. When I finally stopped to hang on the edge, Hal and
one of his buddies came over to talk to me. I was hanging on floating as
they knelt in front of me with two very nice long thick cocks swinging
there. Hal asked if I was comfortable enough to drop the speedo. Not
wanting to stand out from the crowd, I got out and dropped the speedo on
a nearby chair. Hal and his friend just stared. I looked down but didn't
know what was wrong. Hal walked up and asked "What happened to you? Was
there an accident?" he pointed to my cut cock. I bent over laughing and
explained that in the US most babies were circumsized. They had shocked
expressions on their faces before both asking "Why?" I didn't know the
answer to that one. Soon others came up to see what the commotion was
about. As naturally as if it was normal hands began to examine my
equipment. They had many questions, translated by Hal. Well, with all the
touching I was soon erect. I noticed that most of them were also. To
break the awkward situation I jumped back into the pool followed by many
of the others. They all horsed around for a while before Hal indicated
that it was time to use the sauna- the wet one and then the dry one. We
all showered and entered the wet one. Now there are a dozen naked, wet
men crowded into a small room. There was little chance of not touching
another. The Swedes didn't seem to mind the skin on skin contact. They
joked and did a crowded version of grab ass. Soon I noticed more than one
stiff cock, including my own. Hal joined in the play. I held back trying
to find a corner away from the playful men. Hal noticed me and walked
over, his stalk swinging from side to side as he walked. He jokely,
grabbed my shoulder "Look you'll be sleeping in my room where I only have
a double bed and I sleep naked. So get over it."  I smiled up at him
weakly. I suddenly realized that all of my sexual experiences of the past
24 hours were leading me some place unknown. Hal gave me a hug, his wet,
floppy dick against my body. I reacted to the hug with a moan and
returned the embrace, my cock hardening.
   Dinner that night was a grand affair with neighbors and family. After
a fine meal Hal suggested that the younger guys want to show me some of
Malmo's night life. We spent the next three hours going from bar to bar
drinking Swedish flavored vodka. By the end of the night none of us were
sober. Hal and I made it back to the house. His room was on a lower level
so we were able to enter without disturbing anyone. We both were naked in
no time. Once in the bed Hal spooned behind me holding my chest. I was
suddenly sober as I felt his warmth on my backsides. My cock stiffened
instantly. I tried to pull away only to have him hold me tighter. By now
we both were aware of the situation. He nuzzled my neck, kissing me
softly. I pushed back feeling his hard uncut cock leaking some precum
into my ass crack. All of the pent up frustration of the day took over my
mind.
  The slickness of his precum soon had my hole properly lubed and with a
slow push Hal's thick cock slipped in easily. I felt full, and only a
slight pain. He began to breath heavily against my neck. I reached behind
me to grab Hal and pull him in deeper. His motions and moaning increased
as I pumped back onto him. He increased his pumping motion. He began
whispering softly "I love your body. You're so tight!". He reached around
with one hand twisting a nipple and the other wrapped around my cock. I
was close, very close. He kissed my neck, biting lightly. This sent me
into overload. I shot my cum into the sheets just as Hal filled me with
his powerful Swedish sperm. We lay attached to each other for the rest of
the night. During that time Hal recovered twice and added more of his
potent sperm into my body.
  His alarm sounded about 6AM. He kissed my neck before pulling out of my
bowels. We quickly removed the stained bedding and rushed to an outdoor
shower wrapped in the bed linen. After the shower I dressed for the day.
I knew that I'd have to be on the road the next day if I were to arrive
in Dublin in time. After a light breakfast Hal sat down with me and some
maps and travel guides. He mapped out a route that would quickly get me
to the Dutch ferry to the UK. We had one more night together and I wanted
it to be special. I asked around about Hal's tastes and found out that he
loved the circus. There happened to be one in town. I told him that I
wanted to spend my last night showing him a good time. He had a ball at
the circus trying all the rides and games. By the end of the night we'd
managed to stuff our faces with all sorts of circus food. We returned to
the house, grabbing a few beers on he way down to Hal's room.
 Sitting around in our underwear we talked about his life and mine. He
asked me about his sister and how we met. he hinted around the topic of
my feelings for her. I assured him that we were just friends. I'd met her
at an embassy event. He asked my sexual history. I told him about the
driving instructor and the overnight train being my only such
experiences. He asked about American attitudes to sex. What I told him
was a shocker. He explained that Europeans have a very easy attitude to
all kinds of sex. During our talk we both began to move towards each
other. We lay back on the bed while talking. He leaned in and nudged my
neck. I turned into a kiss. Hal and I spent the night making love like
Europeans. I woke with him still inside my body. We had one last round
before I had to get ready to leave.
  The route Hal planned worked perfectly. I arrived in Dublin a day
early. During my semester Hal visited me twice. Each visit one leaving me
certain that the kind of love we had was what I wanted for the rest of my
life.
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