Date: Sun, 13 Aug 2023 14:15:16 +0100 From: Steve Subject: Luke's Big adventure - 5 DISCLAIMER: This is a story. None of the characters in the story exist and the events that take place are purely imaginary. WARNING: Do not read this story if you are in any way offended by acts of a homosexual nature. Do not read this if you are under the legal age for accessing adult sites. Always indulge in safe sex. Nifty relies on donations to keep the site going and free to users, please donate generously. Please donate at https://donate.nifty.org/ Luke's big adventure - 5 A story by Steve Rose The last Sunday of the school summer holiday was a relatively quiet one. Even the swimming training seemed rather lacklustre that morning despite Paul's best efforts to force the trainees to work hard. Sighing, the coach addressed the group, `I think you are all suffering from the effects of the party you went to last night. I shall expect better from you next time, >From tomorrow we will have a different training time, it will be late afternoon after you've got back from school and at weekends we'll have early morning sessions. As you know Ahmad is back but he will need to do some intense fitness training before he joins you.' There was a general groan from the trainees at the revised times, especially the promised early start at weekends. There were some mumbles and grumbles as the quartet went into the changing room. The twins, Adam and Zac got dressed much quicker than usual explaining that they were going to be visited by their grandparents and needed to get home to be ready for their arrival. Chris shrugged and looked at Luke who acknowledged his gesture with a nod. `Are you rushing home, too, Luke?' `No, Chris, I'm in no great hurry. Unlike you I don't go back until Wednesday so I've got a relatively free day.' `I go back tomorrow but I've got no plans for today. Do you want to hang out?' `Sure, Chris. What do you want to do?' The teenager grinned at Luke and made it obvious that one thing he'd like to do would involve playing with each other's cocks, a suggestion that received a nod of approval from the other randy youngster, who replied, `You could always come back to mine if you wanted to.' `Nah, I've got a better idea and where I think we could go is nearer.' The teenagers dressed quickly and went outside where, to his surprise, the coach who was also Chris' uncle was standing by his car. `Uncle Paul, could Luke and I grab a lift and hang out at your house and swim in the pool?' In response the older man nodded and opened the doors of his car. `That sounds OK to me. I'm not doing anything. You can clear it with your parents once we get there. Hop in boys.' When they arrived at the coach's house, the necessary permissions to stay there were requested and granted and the two teenagers enthusiastically went upstairs to change, returning in their swimming gear. As on the previous occasion he had been at Paul's house, Luke and Chris made for the pool and swam around for a while getting used to the rather cool water temperature. They were joined after a short while by their coach who was in the same pair of speedos he had worn at the party he had held. As he watched the athletic figure dive into the pool, Luke felt his cock stir in his own tight-fitting speedos and immediately swam across the pool in an effort to prevent discovery. His friend swam over towards him and stopped so close that their groins were touching and both teenagers felt the hardness inside their speedos. Paul arrived a moment later and Luke felt a hand brush against his arse cheeks as the coach said, `This is all very cosy isn't it? Shall we adjourn to the hot tub?' The older man stood up and made to get out of the water and, as he did so, the teenagers got a full-frontal view of the giant bulge in the front of Paul's speedos. Before he got into the tub, the coach grinned and said, `The water in the tub is really warm I think we'd be more comfortable if we didn't have to wear our swimming gear in there. What do you say?' Without waiting for a reply, Paul stripped off and revealed his short, fat, rock-hard circumcised prick. Chris got out of the water and immediately took off his speedos and revealed that his uncut cock was just as hard as his uncle's. Not to be outdone, Luke was soon naked and sporting his own hard-on for all to see. Paul grinned at the younger two and, as he stepped into the hot tub, said, `That's a wonderful sight indeed. Two rampant young dicks, come on in and join me.' In seconds the youngsters were in the tub and hands were exploring bodies as the water bubbled around them. Luke was enjoying the feel of the spongy mushroom head of his coach's cock and someone's finger was exploring the randy teenager's hole. Chris disappeared under the water and was taking the other randy youth's dick between his lips, emerging a short time later spluttering, gasping for air and grinning joyously. The mutual exploration continued for some little time before there appeared to be a tacit understanding that the trio should move to more spacious surroundings. Paul led his protégés into a small sunroom and they quickly organised themselves on the floormats. Luke found himself directly in line with the coach's cock and wasted no time in licking the piss slit and head, bringing a moan of satisfaction from the older man. The teenager was soon joined by Chris who started sucking his uncle's balls and moved his fingers to tease Paul's hole. Lube appeared from somewhere and the horny teenager probing the love channel made further inroads bringing increasing moans from the man being doubly pleasured by mouth and fingers. Each time his nephew hit his sweet spot, Paul felt shudders of pleasure overwhelm him and he became anxious for the young man to replace his fingers with a longer and thicker prong. On the other hand, he was also gaining more than a little pleasure from the other teen who was swallowing an increasing amount of the older man's prick into his mouth and throat. For all sorts of reasons Paul had been reluctant to give in to temptation especially from his nephew but after the party he had thrown a few days earlier, Chris has indicated that he was more than happy to resume the relationship they had enjoyed in the past. Paul had learned a little bit about the activities Luke and his friends got up to and had plotted with his nephew to set up the event that was taking place on this particular Sunday. He had made it clear to Chris and would also make it clear to Luke that not a single word of what they got up to should ever be said to anyone outside the three of them. Too much was at stake not only for the teenagers' swimming careers but also that of their coach. Having succumbed to the temptation, Paul was now determined to make up for lost time. He indicated that he wanted to change position and turned to lay on his back with his legs splayed out invitingly. Luke reluctantly took his mouth off the coach's prick but was pleased when he was told to kneel over the older man with his head directly above the rampant tool and his own cock poised above Paul's mouth and dripping pre-cum onto his lips. From the position he was in, the randy youngster had a front-row view of Chris' cock as it gradually engaged with the entrance to his uncle's winking love chute. Luke felt the end of his dick being licked by the older man and he resumed his own sucking of the coach's throbbing prong. Meanwhile, Chris was already deeply inside his uncle and had obviously found the older man's sweet spot as Paul hummed and moaned as he sucked on the teenage cock in his mouth. As Chris' penetration of his uncle's welcoming hole speeded up, the older man began to thrust upwards into Luke's gobbling mouth. The whole experience was getting too much for the randy teenager and he felt his orgasm building steadily and inexorably. Paul could sense that the cock in his mouth was twitching uncontrollably and awaited the satisfaction of receiving a full ration of warm, tasty teenage spunk. He was not disappointed as Luke provided a copious amount of his ball juice and caused his coach to lose control. Chris felt the older man's arse muscles tighten on his engorged shaft as Paul unloaded into his friend Luke's mouth, the creamy cum disappearing down the youngster's eager throat. The coach felt his nephew fire ropes of goo deep inside his hole, the youngster finally unable to maintain control for any longer. The trio lay back fighting to recover their breath as their now super-sensitive dicks began to soften and slip out of the hole they had so recently been inside. Chris grinned at the other two and exclaimed, `Fuck I've missed that, uncle Paul!' `It was fantastic, yeah thanks er coach!' chimed Luke. Paul, who had taken slightly longer to come down from his `high' looked serious as he spoke firmly to the two teenagers, `It was indeed amazing but I must warn you not a word to anyone, not even your closest friends about what has just gone on. OK? It won't happen again all that often and if word gets out never at all. Understand?' The randy youngsters nodded and said `yes' in unison. `OK, good. Now let's all get showered and cleaned up. Then I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you lads back home.' Even if they had wanted to stay longer, which they probably did, it was clear that Chris' uncle would not allow it and so they made their way slowly to the shower. Paul left the two teenagers alone and went off to his own room to shower, because he knew if he had stayed with them he would have been unable to resist the temptation to have another round of sexual gratification. No such inhibition seemed to affect the teenagers, however, as they went together into the shower and quickly began soaping each other and fooling around. As the pair hugged together squashing their very slick cocks together and rubbing up and down, Chris said, `It's funny isn't it. Every cock feels somehow different but unless someone is circumcised they are basically the same. I love the feel of a foreskin but I equally love the feel of my uncle's cut cock and Jake's too,' `What you're really saying, you randy sod, Chris, is that you like all dicks regardless of shape or size.' `Yeah, Luke, I suppose I do. Good isn't it?' Luke sniggered at this riposte and he pulled away from the hug he was having with his friend and reached down and took both dicks in his hand and wanked them vigorously until they both spewed a second load over each other and onto the shower tray. The second washing although just as intimate and fun ended with both boys exiting the shower and going off in search of the clothes they had left before they had gone outside to the pool. The unexpected turn of events had meant that from Luke's point of view what might have been a dull Sunday had been transformed into something rather more enjoyable. He arrived home to the smell of his mother's Sunday roast and the reassurance that his appetite for a large plate of food that had greatly increased following his exertions would be as fully satisfied as his other appetite had been earlier in the morning. Looking at her son, Luke's mother said, `You look tired.' `I am a bit, mum. As it was our last training session before most of our group are back at school and we'll go back to shorter evening sessions on schooldays and early starts on weekends, the coach worked us really hard this morning. He then took us back to his house for an extra session using his pool but it was quite cold. We had to work extra hard just to keep warm but I think it did us a lot of good.' Luke's response seemed to satisfy his mum and she turned back to the cooking and said, `Have a bit of a rest now then, dear, and I'll call you when dinner is ready. It should be about half-an-hour.' Over lunch, Luke raised the inevitable question of whether Mike could come for a sleepover the following night as was the tradition before the other teenager went back to boarding school and pushed his luck a bit further by wondering whether Jake might come over as well. To the teenager's delight Luke's parents offered no objection and as soon as he had finished clearing away the plates and doing a few other household chores, he sent an invitation to his friends for the sleepover the following evening. A speedy affirmative response was received from Jake but Mike was a bit slower to answer, explaining when he did so that he was tied up with family activities. Monday morning saw Adam, Zac, Chris and Ahmad going back to school, leaving just Luke, Jake and Mike still on holiday. Of those remaining, Jake and Luke would start their school term on the Wednesday, which was also the day Mike was going back to his boarding school. He had been invited to return a few days earlier than necessary to help with the induction of the new students arriving for their first term, a job for which he was also getting paid which was an added bonus. After a leisurely lie-in, Luke cycled over to the Close to meet his two friends and they decided that they should go up into the woods. They soon found themselves in the secluded area with the cave and decided to sit down and chat for a while. Jake had hoped that this was where they would end up and began by asking Mike the question he had been promised an answer to the previous evening. `Do you remember last night I asked you how you knew about all the stuff we've been doing together and you said it was a long story. I expect Like knows it already but now there's more time I'd like to hear it.' Luke shook his head and said, `No, Mike's never said anything about this to me.' The third member of the group nodded and indicated that he was willing to tell his story. He began by reiterating the fact that life at the boarding school was very strict and trying to have any fun was extremely risky. However, the nearby town was another matter. Every couple of weeks the school laid on a bus to take pupils into the town to shop for any items they might need. As a non-sporty nerd, Mike was always able to take the bus every time it was available whereas those with better hand-eye coordination were expected to play sports like football, rugby or cricket. The last point made Jake and Luke splutter with amusement and the American said, `I don't think your hand-eye coordination is all that bad, you invariably managed to use your hand to find my special eye and you're even better when you use your tongue.' Mike acknowledged the point with a broad grin and then returned to his narrative. On his second visit to town he had been in the small shopping centre and, as he walked around looking for a bookshop, he caught the eye of a youngish guy in his early twenties who gave him a smile and a nod. Although he did not fully understand why, Mike said that he knew this was a signal and he hung around for a while to see what might happen. Without looking back at him, the older man had stood up and walked towards a side entrance to the building and only paused when he got to the door and turned to walk up the street. Mike decided to follow and saw the man walking slowly away from the shopping centre towards a row of small shops. The man turned off the street and the teenager followed him pleased to see that the shop was a bookstore, somewhere that for a nerd like Mike would not be seen as an outlandish place to visit. Disappointment followed when he noticed that the shop was closed but the front door of what must be a flat was ajar. Mike peered in and saw the man he had followed waiting at the top of the stairs and beckoning him inside. The youngster felt a mixture of fear and excitement as he closed the door and entered the dingy flat and went towards the older man. As he got to the top of the stairs, the man, whose name turned out to be Tony, said, `Hello young man, what can I do for you?' As he spoke Tony reached out and placed his hand on the front of Mike's jeans and gave him a gentle squeeze, bringing an excited reaction from the teenager. `I assume you're from the school down the road and that you're not getting any fun up there. Would you like to have some fun now?' Mike had nodded and withing seconds, his jeans were undone and had been pulled down to his knees along with his underwear and the older man was grasping his erect teenage cock. The man guided the youngster to the couch and sat them both down so that they were side-by-side thus making sure that Mike had access to his host's tenting jeans. Tony smiled as the teenager tentatively reached across and fondled the bulge and encouraged him to go further. There was a brief pause as the older man helped Mike get access to the treasure he was seeking. Mike admired the long thin, uncut cock with most of the head exposed as the foreskin had rolled right back. Tony had pulled Mike's foreskin off the head and was gently squeezing the exposed glans and forcing a droplet of pre-cum to appear at the teenager's piss slit. Mike groaned with pleasure as the older man proceeded to run his hands down his shaft and played with his balls and willingly reciprocated. Without much hesitation the two had begun to wank each other varying their speed in the way they might have done had they just been working on their own. Mike was so excited by the physical contact that he was soon ready to cum and happily sprayed his juices all over Tony who unleashed his own spunk a few moments later. Tony took the teenager into the bathroom and carefully cleaned Mike up, making sure that he used a scented soap that would dull any smell of sex and was not so far out of kilter with the sort that was available in the shopping centre toilets. When he was satisfied, Tony told Mike to get dressed and then said, `I know you have to get back for your bus but I hope you enjoyed our session. If you did and would like to come again (in all senses of the word!) tell me when you're next in town and I'll be here. There's lots more things that I can help you with and teach you how to get even more enjoyment out of your cock.' Mike had replied that he had thoroughly enjoyed his visit and that he would definitely be back for more in a couple of weeks' time. Over the next few months, Mike had visited Tony regularly and was gradually introduced to oral sex, '69'-ing, fingering and finally fucking. Mike had lost his virginity one Sunday after he had walked into town from school which allowed him to stay for a whole day at Tony's flat. As Mike put it with a smile, it was the most sublime religious experience he had ever had. As they listened to Mike's story both Jake and Luke had become increasingly hard and their jeans were tenting. Without much hesitation, the two horny teens had taken their dicks out and were wanking happily. Not wanting to be left out, Mike joined in the fun and the trio raced to see who would shoot first and who the furthest. Jake shot an impressive distance, with Mike in second place and Luke, who exploded first, produced the most copious amount but over a far shorter distance. When they had recovered their composure, Luke said, `That is an amazing story you've just related to us and you never told me about it until today,' Mike responded with a shy grin, `Until recently I didn't think it was something that would interest you.' Jake just said, `I'm so glad you met someone like Tony, I only wish I had had the fortune to get involved with someone like that back home in the US, but I never did. Just had to rely on my trusty right hand.' `Well, you don't have to rely on only that now, do you?' Mike replied, adding for good measure, `Even while I'm away, you'll still have Luke to keep you company and service your needs. I, of course, will be seeing Tony who will be excited that I'm back so early. By the way, Luke, I don't think you ever told us how you got started.' Luke looked slightly sheepish as he replied, `I'll tell you tonight at the sleepover.' The teenager's answer met with the approval of his two friends. With only a couple of days to go until they were all back at school, there was plenty of things to get sorted and so it was agreed that the boys would not meet again until the evening. Luke explained to his friends that he would be away at swimming training for about an hour and would not be back home until six-thirty so the trio settled on meeting at seven. If they had expected the swimming training to be easier because of the events of the previous day, Luke and Chris were deeply disappointed. If anything the coach worked them harder than ever and he was very willing to criticise any apparent lack of effort. The group were, however, cheered by the reappearance of Ahmad who, even though he was largely confined to the gym, joined them for the last ten minutes in the pool. At the end of the session, Paul said, `Well done, everyone. I've got some news for you. The first piece in a sense you already know but even so let's welcome back Ahmad who should be fit enough to join the main session within the next two weeks. The second piece of news is that we are going to compete in another championship meet, this time in London. It's at the end of November but we need to start preparing and training now. As we progress it may be necessary for some of you to have extra sessions but we'll deal with that when the need arises. OK, that's it. See you all tomorrow.' In the changing room the group was abuzz with the news everyone talking excitedly about the upcoming event. Luke was usually slow at getting changed but on this occasion he was one of the first to change back into outdoor clothing. The reason for his haste was not only the desire to get back in good time before the sleepover friends arrived but also he was keen to tell his parents the news about the championships in London. Luke was aware that his family was proud of his achievements and that neither his mum or his dad resented the additional time and expense of keeping him fit and healthy. When he got home, Luke told his mum as she was in the kitchen making sandwiches and snacks for the sleepover and, on hearing the news, Mrs Townsend hugged her son and said, `You don't know how proud your dad and I are of your achievements and I suppose your news means that you will be back on the training diet, does it?' `Yes, mum, but not until after tonight!' Luke's mum smiled at the remark and called through to her husband who was in the front room watching the tv news. Mr Townsend came through and hugged his son and congratulated him. `I haven't won anything yet, dad. I may not even make the team.' `Of course you will do both, Luke, certainly you will if your mum and I have anything to do with it.' Just at that moment the front door bell rang, signalling the arrival of Jake and Mike, who knew to wheel their bikes round to the back of the house for safety. Luke went to the garden door to let them into the kitchen. `Hello, Mr and Mrs Townsend', the two boys chorused as they came inside. Luke's mum smiled in acknowledgement and then said, `Good timing boys, there's a few sandwiches and snacks on the table for you, so help yourself and while you're eating, Luke's got some news for you.' In response to the looks of anticipation, Luke told his friends about the swimming championship and received an enthusiastic response. Mike grimaced and said, `I suppose this means your back to you training diet. If so I'm glad I'm back at school on Wednesday and won't have to care until I get back for half-term. Only Jake might have to endure it too assuming he comes for sleepovers in my absence.' Jake, somewhat mystified by the conversation, nodded at the prospect of sleepovers with Luke, who simply responded to his best friend by saying, `Yes, I'll be back on the diet soon and it is possible to have a bit of a respite for when I have a sleepover, I just won't tell the coach. Changing the subject, did you bring the latest edition of our favourite game?' Mike nodded and tried to suppress a snigger at Luke's double entendre. The host nodded and said, OK I'm sure mum and dad won't mind if we go up to my room and have a game if we've all finished eating. They can have a cosy night in.' At that moment, Mrs Townsend appeared and said, `Very considerate of you, Luke. Please, though, don't make too much noise tonight because you dad and I will be going to bed early have to leave first thing in the morning for a meeting. You boys can sleep-in for as long as you like and I'll leave some breakfast for you before we leave.' Luke thanked his mother on behalf of himself and his guests and then led them upstairs. Once inside the room, they closed the door and the three boys spread themselves around Luke's room and Mike looked expectantly at his best friend, `So, you were going to tell us, your story.' The teenage host nodded and began his tale. He reminded Mike that a couple of years before he had gone on holiday with his parents, very much against his will. He had been pissed off because he had hoped to be allowed to stay behind on his own but his hopes had been dashed and he had reluctantly gone on the trip to the South of France. As usual his parents had booked a high standard of hotel and it had everything that most people would want: good views; good food and plenty of room to sunbathe or swim in a large private pool. On the first couple of days Luke had spent most of his time in the pool or beside it sunbathing and had attracted a small group of admirers from amongst the other guests and the hotel staff. One of the admirers was a good-looking French boy called Pierre, who was a tiny bit older. Luke's French was ok but fortunately Pierre's English was near perfect and so they began to chat, initially about swimming matters. It turned out that the young Frenchman swam for his local club but was only moderately successful. Luke responded by saying that he was somewhat more successful at his local club and demonstrated by swimming a length and back in a very quick pace. He ended up still in the pool looking up at his new friend who was sitting on the side of the pool and, from time-to-time, as they were chatting he had rearranged his cock and balls in his tight swimming trunks. The movement had attracted Luke's interest and the French teenager had finally whispered, `Do you want to go somewhere ... a bit more ... quiet?' Luke had nodded and got out of the water, hoping that his obvious erection was not too prominent and followed Pierre away from the busy pool area. The older boy led him to a small isolated room hidden away from the main guest areas. Once inside, the French boy said, `What do you like to do?' Luke whose experience up until then was little more than wanking seemed unsure how to reply so Pierre had taken the lead. The randy French teenager slipped his hand inside the British teen's trunks and slipped them down and over the rock-hard dick inside which sprang back slapping Luke on the chest. Pierre grabbed hold the erect cock, gently pulled back the foreskin and took the exposed head between his lips and the British teen gasped with a mixture of surprise and delight. The whole experience was overwhelming and in less than a minute Luke could feel his orgasm building rapidly and he only had time to attempt some form of a warning that he was about to cum. It was too late as his spunk throbbed out of his prick and coated the horny French youth's tongue and throat. Pierre grinned and to the British boy's amazement swallowed the creamy cum straight down into his stomach. It was clear to Luke that he was expected to reciprocate and as he had never sucked a cock before was unsure of how to do it right, but was determined to try. He tentatively opened his mouth and eased the other teen's uncut cock between his lips and slowly slid his mouth down the shaft and then equally slowly back again. He must have done something right because Pierre began to moan and Luke felt the dick he was sucking start to throb and a second later a volley of spunk hit the roof of his mouth. Faced with the choice of choking or swallowing, Luke chose to allow the warm jizz to slip down his throat. Pierre grinned and asked, `First time?' Luke had nodded and the French boy added, `It was good for me and I hope good for you, if so be in the same place tomorrow, ok?' Without another word, Pierre left the small room and, a few minutes later, Luke followed. When he got back to the pool he noticed his mum looking anxiously around and when he saw that she was relieved to see him so he said, `Sorry, mum, call of nature. Did you want something?' `Not really, Luke, I wanted to tell you that dad and I were thinking of going on a historical tour of the area tomorrow and your dad wondered if you wanted to come with us.' `Would it be OK if I just stayed here, worked on my tan and my swimming?' `That's fine, dear. You're big enough and old enough to look after yourself, but don't do anything silly.' Luke groaned. `Of course I won't. As you just said I can look after myself.' The teenager was pleased that he would not have to make an excuse to meet Pierre again and that his parents were going to be away most of the following day which would give the pair of them more time. Next day, Luke was ready when the French teenager appeared. He explained that his parents would not be back for several hours and that they could go to his room without any danger of being seen. Pierre was thrilled at the idea and happily followed his British friend into the hotel and up to his bedroom. Once inside the randy pair had wasted no time in getting naked and the older boy had spent the afternoon educating Luke in various sexual techniques. The teenagers brought each other to orgasm twice, the second time for Pierre was with his cock in Luke's throat and the British boy's fingers buried deep inside Pierre's love chute. As the time came for him to leave the randy French teenager grinned at his new friend and whispered, `Next time I want more than your fingers inside me, please. However, I do not have much time as I go home in a few days' time.' For various reasons, the teenagers did not see each other for more than a day and Luke began to despair that Pierre's holiday would be over before he had another chance to meet him alone again. Fortuitously, the chance came on the penultimate day of the French teenager's holiday. Luke's parents had decided that they wanted to go shopping at one of the local hypermarkets and knew that their son would prefer to stay at the poolside, so agreed to leave him alone for a couple of hours. As soon as they left, Luke went in search of Pierre and found him sunbathing. The French teenager smiled and followed the British youngster into a secluded corner where they could talk in private. Pierre needed no second invitation and almost beat Luke to the British teen's bedroom door. Once inside he again wasted no time in getting undressed and persuaded Luke to rim his hole. Pierre instructed Luke to finger fuck him before using some sun cream to grease first the entrance to his love chute and then the British boy's prick. When all was ready, Pierre told Luke to lay back on the bed and then he crouched over the British teen's rampant cock being gripped and guided it into his hole. Luke gasped as he felt his rock-hard shaft being welcomed into his randy partner's chute and disappear deep inside Pierre's love channel until he could go no further. The horny French teen grinned at Luke and began to move with increasing speed up and down the cock that was impaling him. The look on the British boy's face was one of amazed delight and both teenagers knew that he would not last long. As the delightful sensation in his balls began signalling that he was about to shoot his load, Luke began to push up to meet the downward thrusts of his French friend. With a loud groan, the British teen lost control and cum splattered the inside of Pierre's welcoming hole. The French teen was wanking his cock furiously and within moments had emptied his ball juice all over Luke's chest and face. `Wow', said Mike, `I'm devastated you never told me this before.' `Like you said about your experiences, I never realised that you were interested. Anyway, I haven't finished, there more.' Jake whose jeans were almost bursting from the pressure of his rampant prick, said incredulously, `More? Please go on.' Luke continued his story. He had been devastated when Pierre left but fate dealt him a lucky break. Mr Townsend told his son that the hotel next to the one they were staying in was organising a small swimming competition and that he thought Luke should enter. On further enquiry it became clear that there would be preliminary heats and only the best swimmers would advance to the competition proper. Luke easily qualified in his age group and his time for both the breast stroke and free style were faster than several in the next two older groups. The day after the preliminary round, Luke and his family had gone to the neighbouring hotel and while his parents found seats in the viewing area, he had gone into the large changing room. As was his then habit, the teenager had changed in his room at the other hotel and arrived ready to strip his outdoor clothes and be ready to swim. As he slipped off his jeans, Luke noticed a small blond-haired teenager standing next to him and smiled, `Hi, I'm Luke from England. Do you speak English?' `Of course, my name is Johan and I'm from Holland, the Netherlands.' `So, what races are you entering? I'm doing free-style and breast stroke.' `I will swim in all the races, but I don't think I will do very well. I had a swim partner called Pierre last week but he has left now. He was staying at your hotel I believe. Did you ever meet him?' `Yes, I did', Luke replied and tried to keep an even voice and stop his cock from getting hard. Johan grinned and told his neighbour that he thought the French teenager had been a lot of fun, adding that he meant both in and out of the pool. Luke thought that the remark was very clever because it had a number of meanings and he said quietly that he agreed. The Dutch teen's face lit up and a look of complete understanding passed between the two youngsters and he said, `Maybe later we could compare notes?' Luke nodded but the pair had to move as their first race was about to take place. As he expected he easily won the breast stroke event and John came in fourth. There was a delay before the free style and Luke wrapped himself in a towel to keep warm and stood to the side to watch the back stroke and butterfly races in which Johan took part with not much greater success. The free style was another matter and the young Dutch boy was very fast and kept pace with Luke until almost the last few metres when the British swimmer managed to spurt to the line and finished a short distance ahead. Back in the changing room Luke went into a shower cubicle and closed the door emerging fully clothed whereas Johan was standing completely naked drying himself with a very small towel. He looked at the British teen and said, `Oh, there you are. I wondered where you'd gone. Congratulations by the way, two wins out of two, absolutely fantastic!' he then lowered his voice and said, `Fancy meeting up later tonight to discuss Pierre?' Luke nodded vigorously and the pair exchanged room numbers and then parted company as Johan finally started to put his clothes on and the British teen went off to join his parents who were delighted by their son's performance. Seizing the moment, Luke had asked if they would be OK with him meeting some of the other swimmers later and received an encouraging response. Luke found his way to Johan's room and gently knocked on the door which was opened immediately. The Dutch teenager was wrapped in a towel obviously just out of the shower but seemed unconcerned as it slowly slipped off his body onto the floor. Luke noted that his new friend was quite a lot smaller than Pierre both in general and in his cock which was quite short and thin with a small amount of foreskin. Johan came closer to Luke and ran his hands down the teenager's body and said, `I think one of us is rather overdressed, don't you?' With considerable skill, the Dutch youngster removed his friend's clothes until only his underpants remained. Grinning, Johan ran his fingers along the cloth covered bulge and teased Luke's cock head before removing the impediment and revealing the engorged dick. Not to be outdone, Luke had spent a few minutes exploring the randy Dutch teen's cock and balls. Johan pushed his partner onto his knees and directed the tip of his cock towards the randy teen's lips. Luke slipped his tongue under Johan's foreskin and slurped the sensitive head into his mouth, using his tongue to bathe the piss slit with saliva. After a few seconds, the horny Dutchman began to face-fuck his partner pushing his slender cock backwards and forwards towards his fellow teenager's throat. A short time later the youngster indicated that he wanted to change places and Johan knelt down to take Luke's dick into his mouth and simultaneously running his fingers underneath the British boy's balls and finding the entrance to his hole and pushing inside. Quickly disengaging his mouth from Luke's throbbing, pre-cum covered cockhead, the horny Dutch teen turned his friend around and began to rim and lick the British youngster's virgin hole. Luke realised what was coming and, although he was somewhat anxious about whether it would be very painful, did not resist and allowed his hole to be prepared for Johan's cock. The Dutch teenager sensed the slight hesitation from Luke and said, `Is this your first time?' When Luke nodded he was reassured by Johan that he would be gentle. It was probably a good thing that the Dutch teen's cock was short and thin because when he finally lubed himself and Luke, the British virgin hole was just sufficiently open to allow entry. Johan moved his partner onto his back and hooked Luke's legs over his shoulder and slowly moved the head of his dick towards the waiting hole. Because of the lube, the cockhead slid slowly and steadily inside Luke's virgin hole and once there, Johan paused before he began slowly to advance deeper. The more experienced teenager noted the reaction as he found Luke's prostate. Shortly afterwards the Dutch boy had lodged his full length inside and his balls banged against his British partner's arse cheeks. Again, Johan waited briefly to allow both of them to get comfortable and then he began to slide out until all but the head of his cock had reappeared before sliding it back in again. This process was gradually increased in speed with each of the following thrusts. Luke was not yet enjoying the experience but was equally determined not to show it and he did enjoy the electric charge that went through his body each time the cock inside him hit his sweet spot. He could feel Johan's throbbing shaft deep in his hole and realised from the change in his breathing that the Dutch teen was about to shoot his spunk inside him. Instinctively, Luke had clenched his arse muscles to grip the shaft and he felt the spunk pumping out of Johan's piss slit and splattering his bowels. As soon as the Dutch youngster's orgasm had finished, Luke reached down and wanked his own prick taking only a few strokes before his ball juice was coating Johan's chest and face. Johan grinned at the British teenager and said, `You're no longer a virgin, Luke and I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.' Luke nodded and said, `Thank you for being so gentle. It was really most enjoyable.' After a short pause to rest, the two teenagers had gone into the shower and cleaned each other thoroughly before getting dressed and going out into the hotel grounds, where they said their farewells and arranged for future meetings. Luke concluded his story by saying that what he had not told Johan was that he had gained far more enjoyment from fucking Pierre than he did from being fucked by the Dutch teenager. Mike who had been listening intently said, `That story was sooo hot I wish you'd told me earlier. I would say that unlike you, Luke, I prefer it the other way around which I suppose makes you a `top' and me a `bottom' and I can't wait to prove it. Let's get ready for bed!' Jake had been equally stimulated by the story and grinned at the other two as he said, `Great idea! I don't mind either way, I like to fuck and be fucked so I guess I'm `versatile'.' Luke smiled at his two friends and nodded. The trio made their way across the room to the bed, quickly stripping down to just their underwear. As they lay together in the bed, Mike settled in between Luke and Jake and reached with each hand to fondle the rock-hard cocks on either side of him and said, `Boy, am I ready for this!' To be continued? I hope you liked this part of the story. If you would like to hear about the continuing adventures of Luke, Mike and Jake and their growing band of friends, let me know. Feedback, good and bad, is always welcome and helpful to authors. If you liked this story, search for my other stories on Nifty under Steve Rose but, if you want to send comments only use the current email address cutrose406@gmail.com Remember to donate to Nifty: https://donate.nifty.org/