Date: Thu, 23 May 2013 07:49:33 -0400
From: Daniel Hayes <textdemon@mail.com>
Subject: Mediterranean Adventure Part 4

	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.

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