Date: Fri, 14 Aug 2020 07:34:18 +0100
From: Rick Shaver <rick.shaver.uk@gmail.com>
Subject: A Natural Family - part 16

This series involves the narrator and his teenage son, Adrian, as they
explore their sexuality and create new relationships.

In this episode, the narrator, Petrus, Adrian and Dominic are on holiday in
France, and explore what the local beach has to offer.

Me
Adrian (son)
Franck (my tutor)

Petrus (my ex-wife's half sister's half brother)
Dominic (my ex-wife's nephew)
Margot (Dominic's mother, Petrus' half brother)

Aidan (Adrian's friend)
Janice (Adrian's mother)

Fergus (Adrian's school friend, and lover)

Joris (a delivery driver)
Anton (Joris' teenage brother)

Thomas (goes to Adrian's new school)

PART SIXTEEN - Holiday - the beach

For much of the time, we behaved like any ordinary family on holiday; the
boys were teenagers who were more interested in food and the beach than
sightseeing, and were intermittently annoying (and intermittently
delightful). When visiting the local area, we argued about what to see and
where to eat. But we functioned as a neat unit. And it normalised what was,
potentially, a strange arrangement whereby Dominic lived not with his
mother but with his uncle.

Of course, there were hidden elements to. The tendency, perhaps, to be a
little too physical with each other in a way which usually wasn't perceived
as typically British, the moment when Adrian got fascinated by some
expensive shaving gear with shaving balm guaranteed to reduce shaving rash,
and of course that all four of us were quite casual about how much flesh we
revealed. Whether anyone could tell that we didn't possess a pair of
underpants between us was anyone's guess, if I started worrying about that
I'd go mad and Petrus said that it was none of people's business.

And whilst we did go out and about, we also spent a lot of time at the
beach. Petrus and I often went early, whilst the boys were still asleep,
combining the trip with a bit of a run. We just wore shorts, and swam nude;
that was the advantage of going early. And there were nice places in the
dunes where we could get frisky. Though sex on the beach is a bit
over-rated, I find, given the amount of sand that seems to get
everywhere. But the combination of the freedom, the nude swim and our
holiday mood meant that by the time we ran out of the sea we were getting
hard. We did once, try doing it in the sea, but that is definitely over
rated as an experience.

Early evening was another good time, as people disappeared home. That was
the moment the boys favoured. And no, I have no idea if they had sex when
we weren't there, but given that the pair seemed to be hard just about all
the time, then yes, there was a strong possibility.

Afternoons tended to be when the four of us were at the beach together, and
generally it was quiet enough for us to be able to swim naked, though there
were a few moments when we had to hang about in the water till people
disappeared. It perhaps helped that the area tended to be used by people
walking rather than arriving to swim. All the better for us.

If there were people about and we were in the water, you could bet that
Adrian would start messing around and getting me hard. I flat-out refused
to fuck him in the water, but that didn't stop him trying and twice he
managed to get me all the way to climax, all the while with people around
us.

Early on in the holiday we had bribed the boys to get up early and go to
the local market, which in fact proved a great source of amusement for them
and interesting food supplies for us; you can't beat a good market and
Petrus was in his element though I think we might have OD'd on French
sausage. The bribe? We agreed to spend the whole afternoon at the beach; it
was a busy afternoon there, so we had to wear costumes, and be careful. We
were just drying off after a swim and thinking about returning to the
house, when Patrick came over. He was someone that we had seen around when
going for an early swim, and once when Petrus and I had walked into the
village. He was here with his parents and younger brother, and seemed to
latch onto us, was it because he was aware we were gay or what? Anyway, he
seemed pleasant and well-balanced, not a psycho or anything (though as
Petrus pointed out, you cannot really tell with people).

He chatted as we got dry, and he got quite an eyeful as first Adrian and
then Dominic made no effort to be discreet and gave him a good view of
their naked bodies. Then Petrus did the same, albeit by accident, and it
was clear that Patrick was interested. How interested I wondered. We were
sitting in a dell in the dunes, and so quite sheltered which meant that
sitting around draped with a towel but with cock, balls and everything
completely exposed, was pretty safe, and rather fun. Seeing a family full
of naked guys seemed too much for Patrick and he made his excuses.

Adrian was definite that Patrick was interested, and swore that he saw
Patrick's cock growing. Perhaps, or wishful thinking.

Next morning, Petrus and I went for our early morning dip, and were just
stripping off our short when Patrick appeared. I think he had been waiting
for us. He chatted as we stripped, and he got a good view of both of
us. Petrus suggested he join us, after all there was no-one about and so it
was only us three; skinny dipping was fun, letting it all hang
out. Reddening a bit, Patrick slipped off his t-shirt and shorts; he was
quite slight, with floppy brown hair and a smooth body. He would never, I
think, be hairy, and just had a triangle of dark pubes hiding quite a neat
(perhaps small) cock. He was clearly nervous being naked, but relaxed a bit
when we ran into the sea.

The swim was exhilarating, the water still a bit cool but bearable, and as
Patrick had relaxed a bit we indulged in a bit of horse-play with him;
swimming with Adrian and Dominic was always very physical, and it had
rubbed off on Petrus and I. Patrick didn't object, but he became
embarrassed when he sported a boner. I told him not to worry, and took his
hand and put it on my cock, which was almost as hard. His eyes widened, and
Petrus grinned at him. Did he want to do something about it? He couldn't be
too late, his parents were expecting him, but we ran into the dunes, cocks
bobbing then the three of us had a lively mutual wank session. Afterwards
both Petrus and I agreed that we would like to try Patrick's arse, but lets
not rush things.

We suggested that he pop round one day, but warned him that none of us wore
clothes, and that he would be expected to follow suit, disarming the
implicit threat that this seemed to be by giving him a quick
kiss. Afterwards, Petrus commented that our behaviour had been outrageous,
but somehow Patrick's slightly passive acceptance made us want to be a bit
naughty. Petrus confessed in bed that evening that he'd love to take a
razor to Patrick's bush and see him smooth, then fuck him silly. Petrus was
really coming out of his shell.

We bribed the boys again, and as a result of a trip to a local castle
(which frankly proved a bit uninteresting), let them spend the afternoon on
the beach. Petrus and I were lazing around, post sex, when Patrick
appeared. Despite having seen us naked the other day, he seemed a bit
surprised, and neither of us was fully soft. We explained that the boys
were down on the beach, but we were staying here so he was welcome to go
and find them, or to stay with us. His statement that he would like to stay
was so quiet it was almost inaudible, and he took ages to remove his
clothes. Again, he seemed embarrassed; he was already starting to get hard.

Petrus got him a drink and his eyes seemed to follow us both around. When
he was seated in the sun with us, Petrus put his hand lightly on the boy's
leg. He shivered like a nervous deer, but when Petrus asked him whether he
wanted to just look, or would like to touch, his eyes lit up. Touch
please. The first time it was amazing to watch him, nervous but excited, as
realised he was free to explore both our cocks, first his hands and his
mouth, and when Petrus took Patrick neat little cock into his mouth,
Patrick's eyes really lit up.

More by good luck than good management, we kept Patrick separate from
Pierre and also managed to have the two boys off at the beach when Patrick
came round. I wasn't sure he could cope, yet, with the idea of group sex
with the four of us. But he was eager to learn, and just fingering his
tight, pink hole led to the question, 'Are you going to fuck me?'. The
answer was, of course, yes, and I wished I could have taken pictures as
Petrus' cock made its slow way in, stretching the pink rosebud and smooth
cheeks. I followed, and we then took it in turns, he was eager and swore it
didn't hurt, but boy was he tight yet we both went all the way, balls
deep. And he claimed to feel great after.

That afternoon we met Patrick and his parents and younger brother Maurice
in town. The parents were somewhat older than I had realised, quite sedate,
nice and middle-class, they probably hardly dreamed that Petrus and I had
spent the last couple of days fucking their elder son, nor that we had
spent the morning fucking my son and Petrus' nephew. Still, it is nice to
have secrets like that.

Maurice was a bit younger than Adrian, and clearly Patrick's brother, they
were very alike, but whilst Patrick was reserved, Maurice was outgoing,
very much the cheeky chappie. The three youngsters went off to the sea
front, whilst we had coffee with Patrick and his parents; Patrick looked
nervous, perhaps worried that we would say something, but it proved a
pleasant diversion.

The result was inevitable, next morning Patrick appeared with Maurice, and
clearly Maurice had been talking to Adrian and as soon as he arrived, he
stripped off. He was cute, if a bit young, and I was slightly nervous at
what we might have let ourselves in for, but the boys fooled around more
than anything else and it was delightful to find them enjoying being naked
and hard. Showing off really; and Maurice was well endowed for his age, he
would certainly beat Patrick in the size stakes when he grew up. But
Maurice was content also to watch and learn, and I think was a little awed
at how his brother's arse welcomed my cock, whilst Petrus fucked
Adrian. There was something deliciously boundary busting about the event,
not just the boys' youth but their inexperience; we were broadening their
horizons, or perhaps corrupting them.

Patrick and Maurice were sharing a room in their holiday cottage, and
Patrick told us later that during that evening, Maurice slipped into his
bed and both boys slipped off their night clothes. They started by cuddling
and more, exploring and by the end of the holiday were having full on sex,
with Patrick fucking Maurice; and I am sure it wouldn't be long before the
reverse happened and Maurice fucked his elder brother, certainly he seemed
the more active partner.

The extent of the way we had quickly and easily corrupted them became
apparent on their next visit, a few days later (in the intervening period
they had had to go off sight-seeing with their parents). Both boys were
dressed conservatively in shirts and shorts, but were naked under their
shorts, no underwear (something of which, I am sure, their mother was
unaware), and Patrick was completely shaved. It was a nice surprise; Petrus
and I had discussed suggesting it to him, but decided it might be a bit too
much. It seems that Maurice had persuaded him, he preferred the way we were
shaved, and certainly it showed off Patrick's little cock to perfection. He
never need wear clothes again.

No, we never did fuck Maurice, and we never heard from the boys again after
the holiday.

END OF PART SIXTEEN

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