Date: Wed, 8 Nov 2023 17:51:19 +0000 (UTC) From: Harry Broom Subject: Return-to-Barcelona 13 Return to Barcelona 13 This a story of gay fiction for a mature audience. It contains consenting sex between boys and men. If this offends you, leave or is illegal where you live, leave now. If you enjoy the stories on the site, consider a donation to Nifty to keep the site going. Adam Stein My sister Anna is a psychiatrist and has been working on a study of gay men which includes me and some of my friends. This is an account I told her. My sister is three years older than me and because of our life circumstances, we are very close. My dad died in a climbing accident when I was young, and this caused many mental health problems for my mom. I am Adam Stein, I'm 33 I've got reddish brown hair and blue eyes. I'm 5'8" and I'm not that sporty, but I do enjoy outdoor life and hiking. My sister and I initially grew up in Johannesburg with my mother and father. My father fell to his death while doing a free climb on one of the cliff faces on my grandmother's farm. I was four at the time and remember very little about my father. His death affected my mother's mental health, and my grandmother looked after my sister and me. Even though we didn't speak German as small children, my sister and I ended up attending a small German school near the farm. We saw very little of our mother who spent much of her life in care. My grandmother, Hilda, was an open-minded woman who imparted many of her values to us. She had been a medical doctor and the wife of a Lutheran missionary. Soon after arriving in South Africa, she turned her back on both the Church and her abusive husband, and never regretted it. Hilda was free-spirited and headstrong, aspects that my sister and I admired. Hilda rescued my older cousin Hans from his fundamentalist missionary parents and brought him to live with us on the farm, and I often refer to Hans as my sex education teacher. He shaped my developing interest in boys when he gave me my first blowjob. It was a defining moment in my short life at the time, as he got me started on a journey of sexual discovery. It happened at the rock pools. We were lying drying in the sun. He had an erection and leaned over and took my bulging cock into his mouth. I was hard and in seconds and enjoyed the incredible sensation coming into his mouth. My sister was still swimming and watched him doing it. He then asked me to suck him, which I did. He had a huge uncut cock and moved his hips while I sucked him off. I felt his cock stiffen as he shot in my mouth. Soon after that, he started having anal sex with me and we tried other things. Hans wasn't very intimate, and I suppose you could say we were engaged in sexual experimentation. Hans fooled around with us growing up. I was a willing partner and I allowed him to try many different things with me. I remember my first blowjob very well. I had anal sex with me, which was horrible in the beginning, but I did grow to like it. Hans also fooled around with Anna and sucked her breasts and she didn't mind oral sex, but that's about as far as she would let him go. Hans got married young and had a disastrous relationship. The first year was fine, but things slowly fell apart. He was an attractive man, and people would certainly notice his bulge. Hans Winkler became a conservationist and worked on a nature reserve in the Magaliesberg mountains. My cousin loved outdoor life and being out in nature, and as a result, was well-tanned because of all the time he spent in the sun. His long hair gave him a playful look and the beard created an element of intrigue. My grandmother always said that he was brimming with intelligence, curiosity, and zest for life. I will never forget the night that we slept next to the fire on the farm. Hans and I fetched the mattresses and sleeping bags, and found good spots, and levelled their matrasses. Tom and I zipped our bags together, and Hans slept with Anna. We took our clothes off and the firelight danced across our naked bodies. Naked Hans seemed to parade his rock-hard cock, and Anna laughed and called me to give my cousin a blowjob to tame his cock. But I was already snuggling with Tom and told him to make another plan. Hans followed Anna and knelt and kissed each of us. Tom and I were exhausted and were asleep in no time. Tom and I up early the next morning and met naked Hans in the kitchen preparing the coffee. Tom said that felt a little self-conscious of his own cock when he saw Hans' huge cock. Hans gave him a kiss and apologised for being such a big dick the night before. I was always glad to see Hans. He always wore tight-fitting khaki shorts which showed off his stuff, and his khaki shirt seemed tailored to draw attention to his muscular tanned arms. My grandmother, Hilda, always called him a "classic cock teaser". I remember sitting next to him in his pickup one day when I gripped his thigh, leaned over, and gave him a wet kiss, which almost caused him to veer off the road. Even though Hans portrayed himself as a macho man, both Anna and I knew that this was not true. He laughed as I squeezed his cock which was now rock-hard. It was only when I got to university that I met Andre who I had a more intimate relationship, with, and our lovemaking was more gentle and very passionate. I had spent a year in residence and hadn't met anyone. I met Andre in my second year at university when he came into the residence. He had completed his first year in Cape Town and had decided to move up to Johannesburg. Andre had played rugby at school and grew up in a small town, speaking Afrikaans at home. He had dusty blond hair and was 6' 2". His body was sculpted and solid. He could have passed as a wrestler. Andre had huge feet and hands but was a gentle soul. He was extremely intelligent and was completing a degree in actuarial science. I took a liking to him as soon as we met and boned up immediately. Having grown up in Rustenburg I understood the kind of family he came from. Two weeks after the start of the first semester we were together in the student pub drinking some beers. We were both wearing shorts and our legs were touching, and I found this very arousing. I had butterflies in my stomach. We returned to our residence, and I invited him over for coffee. When I closed the door, he gently grabbed me. He pulled me into his strong body and hugged me, he kissed me and explored my mouth with his tongue. My cock rubbed against his as we stood there in my room/ I moved to the window and closed the curtains. We fell to my bed, and he lay down and my body was half over his body while I Kissed him. He put his hands into my shorts and began wanking me. At the same time I stuck my hands into his shorts and fondled his hard cock. I had dreamt of holding his cock when I first met him. His cock wasn't as big as I imagined it would be, but it felt wonderful in my hand. Next thing we stripped naked and we were exploring our bodies with our hands. I liked what I saw and felt. My heart raced as I moved down and sucked Andre's cock. It smelt slightly musty and tasted incredible, and I enjoyed playing with his foreskin. He came within minutes, filling my mouth with his cum. "Let me return the favour" he said as he moved down to take my cock in his mouth and I came within minutes. We lay next to each other playing with each other's hair. A little later we kissed again and went for another round. Andre stayed the night and I spooned with him. The next morning, he was up early, and after he kissed me, he left and went over to his room to get ready for the day. We clicked, and the next day we got together for a drink at the pub and discussed the possibility of moving in together. Some people would have said we were acting too quickly, but we decided to get a small bachelor apartment together near the university the very next month. We were happy together and we both managed to balance our love life, social life, and studies well. Andre played social rugby twice a week and was being pressured to join the university team. Very few people would have guessed Andre was gay as he was a quintessential rugby man from Afrikaner stock. I loved his gentleness, and he was very different from my cousin Hans. Andre loved intimacy and enjoyed a lot of foreplay. One night he would be in my bed, and the next I would be in his. Andre had very progressive views about life, and we didn't seem to disagree about much. He came with me to farm in Rustenburg on a few occasions and met my grandmother and sister. Andre wasn't open about his sexual orientation at all and hadn't come out to his family. He told me that he had some encounters with his one cousin at high school, but that was his total experience with men. We enjoyed exploring different kinds of sexual activities and Andre would sometimes take the lead after he had watched some porn. He was very sensual and loved me sucking his nipples, as well as other parts of his body. He especially enjoyed me playing with his ears. He said that he loved nothing more than me washing him in the shower, and I made sure that I got to parts of his body that hadn't been explored before. I enjoyed massaging Andre when he came back after playing rugby. He would lie on his stomach, and I would sit, normally in my shorts, on his arse and massage his neck with baby oil, and then work my way down to the arse. I squeezed each butt cheek and eventually ended up between his legs, and sometimes sucked his cock from behind. I would work my way down his muscular legs to his feet. I massaged each sole and each of his toes. He had beautifully shaped feet. Andre's body was tanned, and toned, and often wondered what his rugby teammates would think if they saw him like this with me. I was normally so horny after a session like that, and I sometimes fucked him. We would go down to the university tennis courts on a Saturday afternoon and knock some tennis balls. Our tennis ability was more the less the same and this meant that we had some good rallies. I enjoyed seeing Andre move across the courts, as he we very agile and moved with speed. The tennis got us outside and doing something we both enjoyed together. Everything was going well, and we even spent a week at the coast together. Towards the end of our fourth year on campus, he started to speak about returning to Cape Town. He also spoke about getting together with an old girlfriend from school. I was shattered when the academic year ended, and Andre finally moved back to Cape Town. We spoke sometimes on the phone and updated each other on what we were up to. Andre had decided to follow the straight sexual path and got married the next year. I studied life sciences at university and when I finished my masters, I started teaching at a school where I worked for nearly three years. I loved teaching and working with teenagers and identified with their concerns. Running the outdoor club was a highlight for me, as it got me outdoors. In fact, I enjoyed the adventure activities far more than anything else I did. I met Tom at school, and it was kind of be accident, excuse the pun, when I had a sexual encounter with him. I was the teacher in charge of the Adventure Club at school. I was leading an expedition and had my own hut. On the first day, the group was at the obstacle course when Tom slipped off a climbing wall and injured his groin. He was in a lot of pain, and I asked some boys to carry him to my hut. I asked him to lie down, and after examining the groin area I fetched an icepack. I elevated his leg using some pillows and told him to take it easy. I fetched two Cokes from the fridge and sat with him. He had moved the ice pack and was rubbing his groin area. I scratched through the first aid box and decided to apply some ointment. I was kneeling beside Tom, a good-looking sixteen-year-old at the time. He had striking blue eyes and jet-black hair. He was in his briefs, and I asked if I could go ahead and apply the ointment. I noticed Tom's dark pubic hair sprouting out of the briefs. As I rubbed the ointment in Tom developed an erection. "Hey, take it easy Tom" I said. I didn't know that Tom had a crush on me, and with my hand so close to his cock, he couldn't help himself, he blushed and apologised. My cock was rock hard in my shorts and I was leaking precum. I had seen Tom grow and develop since the ninth grade and had a soft spot for him, and I was turned on by the immediate closeness. Tom took my hand and placed it on his cock. "Please Adam", he said, "I've been waiting for this for a long time." I pulled Tom's briefs off and his cock stared me right in the face. I leaned over and started to suck his cock. It smelt musty, but it tasted good as I licked under his foreskin. Tom moaned and said: "yes please, take it all." He asked: "Can I see yours? I have been wondering what you are carrying around in your pants". I removed my shorts and underwear and my cock bounced as I moved towards Tom's mouth. Tom turned his head and started to suck my cut cock. I was both ecstatic and nervous, as I never thought that I would be do something like this with one of my students. I suggested that we move into a 69 position, and we both pleased each other sucking loudly. I was very turned on and struggled not to come. When Tom shouted: "I'm going to cum." I felt Tom's cock stiffen and flex and I swallowed all this of this stud's cum. I couldn't hold back and filled Tom's mouth. I got up and kissed Tom deeply sharing any cum that was still in my mouth. "That was better than I ever dreamt", Tom said. Tom told me that the pain in his groin was a lot better. I walked over to the door and locked it, asked Tom to take a hot shower with me. I thought that this might make him feel even better. We stepped into the rather spacious shower cubicle and the warm water felt good on our bodies. As I began to wash his body with soap, Tom got hard again, and I soon boned up. We kissed deeply as the warm water flowed over our bodies, and we slowly wanked each other off holding onto one another when we came together. Tom said that: "This has been unbelievable; I hope we can do this again". "Me too" I replied. Outside we heard students returning from the afternoon hike, and we got dressed and Tom slipped out to supper. That night at the same camp, I invited Rafa over for a nightcap. As soon as I closed the door Rafa moved in to hug me. We stood there in silence just holding each other tight. The horny teenager began to kiss me. His tongue entered his mouth, as he explored me. I felt Rafa's cock pressing against me. "Please fuck me tonight, Adam, I need to feel you inside of me." I liked the way things were going and led Rafa to my bed. I opened his rucksack took out a bottle of lube and placed it on the bedside table. We lay facing each other kissing. He gently wanked my cock. I went down on Rafa and nibbled his nipples, as he moved over his sixpack and took his cock into his mouth. He was oozing precum and I really enjoyed the sweet taste. "Please slow down Adam, I've got a week's worth of cum in my balls and I can shoot at any moment," Rafa said. I lifted his legs and put them on my shoulders. I moved in to kiss him deeply, I reached out took the lube, and massaged it into Rafa's arsehole. I used one finger first and then went in with two. I smeared lube over his cock and gently pushed my mushroom head into his arse. Rafa was well-practiced this made entry easy. I slowly started moving in and out, and he was beside himself as my cock rubbed against his prostate. Rafa had to concentrate hard not to cum, but he couldn't help himself and in minutes he shot his cum over my chest. This sent me over the edge, and I blasted my cum into his arse. I lowered myself onto Rafa's chest and kissed him. I licked the cum off his chest and then rolled over next to him and we both lay looking at the ceiling. "I loved that Adam, I liked your gentleness, it was so intimate. Thank you". We lay next to each other and spoke about my early encounters with my cousin who was about fourteen. Tom and I had some encounters on other trips, and although we were very discreet, a student reported us, and I lost my job. Our relationship continued, but when his parents found out they threw him out and I had little choice but to take him in. He is just over ten years younger than me, and despite this, we have found an incredible connection.