Date: Fri, 05 Jan 2007 16:54:20 +0100 From: Chaim B. Subject: Dutch Foreskin Dutch Foreskin By Chaim (bchaim) (T/t, oral, anal, first time) Amsterdam/Utrecht (the Netherlands), January 2007 The following story is fiction. It involves sexually explicit erotic events between a teen-boy and a teen. If you are offended by such material or are too young, live where it is not allowed, don't read the story. In the world of this story, the characters don't always use condoms. Make sure you protect yourself from disease in the real world by always using a condom. bchaim@hotmail.com Steve, 15 Jan, 19 -------------- Dutch Foreskin -------------- I have a thing for Dutch Blond older teens. Well to be honest, my boy cock got hard at just the sight of them. I moved from NY to Amsterdam a year ago. Now I was 15, just a little teen with black hair and a tanned skin. It was a Dutch heaven of course to be here; I had a lot of gay fantasies, but nothing really worked out. My friends were straight and we didn't discuss gay sex. Well, one Friday night I went out to a food store in the City, my Mom asked me to buy us some milk. Seeing it was warm this June night, I decided to walk and leave my bicycle at home. To get to the store you have to walk through the `Vondel Park'. In one half of the park there is a basketball court where a lot of older Dutch boys hang out and play basketball with their Surinam and Moroccan friends. Some are really blond, young older teens having fun together; white skinned guys with taut bodies and uncut cocks, just the way I dreamed about them; I was always impressed by them. I learned Dutch teens are not cut at the showers and locker rooms at school. On the way through the park there is a row op public benches set under a group of large oak trees. I saw someone sitting on them, but I ignored him. He called out to me, "Hey, you, Steve, come here!" I seemed to freeze in my tracks. He called me again, with a demanding force and in English with a strong Dutch accent, "I said, come here, Steve!" I turned around and went over to him. He was sitting on the edge of a table with his naked hairy (in my eyes) legs over the side. He wore just a pair of soccer shorts and his shirt was next to him. I looked at him, admired his firm chest and saw his handsome face. I knew I did seen him before. It was Jan, I thought he was already nineteen; one of the Dutch teen studs that play baseball or soccer on the court at night; with their shirts off, their white skin, curly or straight blond hair and eyes so blue you could see the sea in them. "Hey, little American, I saw you watching me play. So you did you like what you saw?" "What do you mean?" "You know what I mean, little Steve. You are not watching me play, you are watching me, my strong developed body, don't you?" I trembled and looked at him, "What do you mean, Jan? I don't know where you are talking about." "You know what I mean, I think you were jacking off at night after our match. I tell you something else, you wasn't standing here close to me, if I wasn't right. Don't be shy, little American." I looked down and noticed he had lowered his soccer shorts and I saw his tight red boxers. Jan pulled his big teen cock out. I gasped in silence. His teen cock was half erect and his foreskin was still over the head. "Go on and take it, little Steve! You know what you want to do with it! Be kind to your strong friend." I tried to pretend that I didn't know what he was taking about, but I could take my eyes from his big teen cock. I stood there, shaking on my feet; my eyes glued on his bouncing teen cock. Jan brought one of his hands behind my neck and pushed my head down. "Take it, boy!" Jan didn't have to say it twice. I took his beautiful cock into one of my little shaking hand. His big cock was warm and throbbing, I loved the feel of it. I pressed his cock head against my lips and started to suck on his foreskin, pulling it with my lips, letting my tongue explore the inner folds of his skin, tonguing his piss-slit. "Oh, yeah! I knew you would know what to do. Now take it all, boy!" With one hand still behind my head, he lowered his shorts and boxers all the way, pulled them down, revealing two plum shaped balls. "Steven Boy, suck them with your hot wet little mouth; make them hot with your spit." I sucked them one at a time, so hard he had to spread his hairy legs wider. Jan pushed me off. My sucking was driving him wild and he went crazy with passion and lust. I started back on his big cock, taking in his young manly smell, his sweat, cock-cheese and spit. I raised my head slightly and pushed his foreskin past his large knob. Pre-cum oozed from the tip of his piss-slit. I took his cock back into my mouth with such hunger that he gave out a loud gasp. It was great to taste his pre-cum on my tongue. "Oh, yeah, you got a hot mouth, buddy. But now I want your little American ass." He started to unfasten my blue jeans and pushed them down, together with my briefs, to my feet. He pulled me up from his headlock and whispered horny in my ear, "Get ready, American boy. Take off your shirt, step out of your jeans." Jan pushed me up against the cold table and started to rub his big teen cock against the crack of my little virgin ass. He spat on his finger and slowly pushed it in; he groaned, "Hell, you're tight. I will love this, boy!" Jan took his finger out and I thought it was over. Jan had different plans, he pressed now his big cock against my little virgin ass hole. Jan pushed and his cock went in, really inside my body. I groaned and cried out. Jan only gotten the head of his big cock in. My ass started to buck from pain and pleasure. "Oh, man, it hurts!" "Yeah, little man it is your first time, you will get used to it! You got a great ass that was made for fucking. You have the tightest hole I've had in a long time. You are a cute boy, but keep your voice down, we don't want an audience, don't we?!" Slowly he pushed his cock in, going deeper and deeper. With every push, the pain increased. "Jan, please stop, I will suck you off again!" "No way, pretty boy, you are mine!" He didn't stop and pushed his length in, all the way, till I could feel his public hair scrape my little ass cheeks. His pushing in was one thing, but it was nothing to compare with his pulling out! Jan started out slow but with every pumping motion, his rhythm increased! "Oh baby! This ass is mine and I will fill it up with my milk, you want it, don't you?" "Yes!" "I want you to beg for it!" "Yes, Jan, give me your milk! Please, this is my dream! Fill me up with your milk, do it deep inside me!" With that, he thrust deep into me, holding me around my tiny chest. He shot his load that sent pure pleasure through my whole body. Jan shot so much milk out of his plum-size balls that it started to run down my leg. He wiped the cum that was dripping out between us into his fingers and put them to my lips. "Here drink the milk, but don't tell your Mom." With a fierce hunger, I sucked his dripping fingers clean; eager, if it was his long big teen cock. After what seemed like hours, he pulled his softening cock out and turned me around to face him. With his strong hand, he pushed my legs apart and lay down on top of me. We started deep kissing, our bodies rubbing in the sweat of passion. My still erect cock pressed against his great Dutch cock. With one thrust of his teen cock against mine; I shot my load between us, spreading between our stomachs. After a life time he got up. We kissed again and got dressed. "I will see you tomorrow night." "Okay, we are always short of milk!" ------------------------------------------------ Reaction are welcome at: bchaim@hotmail.com ------------------------------------------------