Date: Thu, 5 May 2005 08:30:29 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: SUMMER FUN - Joe's Story

WARNING; This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may (and
probably will) involve sex between men, youths and boys. If this sort of
thing offends you what the Hell are you reading Nifty/Gay for. My
characters do not wear condoms and that is because this is fiction and they
can get away without doing so.

I should tell you that you should be above the age of consent in your
particular geo-political area to read this sort of thing but you knew that
anyway.

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SUMMER FUN


2 - Joe's Story


by


G. Gutter


I hope you've read and hopefully enjoyed Peter's take on what happened
between us in the summer of 2000. The thing I noticed that he tends to
wobble from past to present in his tenses, he didn't put you in the frame
yearwise and he didn't tell you that we are telling the story in
retrospect. It happened, it ain't happening. At this moment in time and
space we're both seventeen, sharing a studio flat provided by Peter's dad
and still lovers ... like big time. As a matter of fact, he's peering over
my shoulder as I write this, shortsighted sweety that he is. He wears
reading glasses now and he looks quite nice in them I have to admit.  We
have a circle of like minded friends and we still see Kenny and Cosi every
so often but I'm getting well ahead of the story. So, back to Crete in the
Year of Our Lord 2000.

Pete got it mainly right, what he didn't know was that when he first
sighted me and he did his blushy bit I'd also seen him and fallen for this
lonely and seemingly uncomfortable English rose type like a ton of bricks
or is it a tonne nowadays. He was bloody gorgeous and I just couldn't wait
to see him with his kit off, like naked I mean. In the raw, nudey, bollocky
buff, call it what you will. I also wanted to mate with him, you know what
I mean ..... fuck. There were no two ways about it, I wanted him so hard it
hurt. Thank God we dressed for meals, I had a stiffy coming on like a damn
battering ram.

The meeting in the Barbados or whatever stupid name they gave the combined
pool and sauna was a miracle. We met, we said 'hi' and we clicked. The
stiffy he got in the shower was also a Godsend, it made things so easy. One
thing led to another and the end of the road so far is us both sitting at
this computer writing this short story ..... all for 'education and
information' as they say.

I suppose the one thing that I have to lay to rest is his paranoia about
his little willy. At the time it was smaller that mine, I knew for a fact
that I measured up well compared to to other thirteen year olds, when I got
hard it came in at just over five inches which wasn't to bad for a skinny
runt as I was then. He was near four which I wouldn't call tiny for someone
who was still twelve. He was pubicly disadvantaged as I was but hair would
come, it normally does. Once he let himself go he was good sex as well, we
both started the holiday as virgins and finished up as pretty well
experienced lovers. I suppose if Kenny hadn't turned up we'd have stayed
together rumping each other for the next two and a half weeks but Kenny
seemed to release the sex maniac in both of us, after Kenny there was no
going back.

A short word about the hotel which was another thing Pete didn't
explain. The various nudey clubs had a hell of an input to the hotel
management, I think the bossman was a nudey himself. It was a family hotel
and they actually discouraged single people, no lager louts or pedo louts,
he looked after his nudeys and financially they looked after him. The
locals depended on fishing, hillside farming and tourism and they liked us
as well. As Peter had said some of the local teenagers got with it and
stripped off although maybe ninety nine percent were after trapping a nice
Euro girl, of course being of Greek stock they'd substitute a teenage boy
quite easily. Anyway, to get on with it the first floor of the hotel was
mainly for families being larger rooms so that parents could keep their
infants with them, the second floor was built with double rooms facing the
grassed inner and pool whilst the outside facing rooms were singles. The
whole idea was so that couples with older children like Pete and myself
could let teenager have his or her own space and privacy. Needless to say
there was a lot of visiting each others rooms and doubtless Pete and I
weren't the only ones doing crafty sleepovers.

OK then, that's the nuts and bolts sorted out, back to the story. I'm
taking up the point where Kenny has wandered up the track back to the hotel
probably feeling very smug and pleased with himself, the litle shit.

'What do you want to do?' Pete looked at me, I was learning that he tended
to let me make the decisions, lead the way if you like.

'How's about a swim and then we'd better get ready for dinner, it's early
tonight because of the show.'

'The one they did last time I was here was a shambles,' Pete laughed. 'A
nudey girl pop group, they were a disaster.'

'Should be a laugh at least,' I looked at him and he was gazing up the road
where the Kenny-brat had gone. 'What's up, lover boi?'

'I was thinking about that kid, he could drop us in the poo.'

'Not if we give him what he wants.'

'And that is .....?

'Sex,' I laughed. 'Pretty obvious isn't it. He's missing his pal and needs
snuggles and maybe a good seeing to.'

'Jeez, he's only a child.'

Bollocks, Pete,' I was getting a bit uptight. 'He's up for it, he made a
remark about his hole, betcha ten to one he's no virgin.'

'You reckon?' Peter looked doubtful.

'The only way to find out is for you to invite him in for a night or let me
do the honours.'

'You do it,' Peter looked uncomfortable. 'I'm a bit nervous.'

'Well, as long as you don't think I'm double crossing you.'

'I trust you, Joe.' Peter looked at me and smiled. I could be a slushy
romantic and say that the love light blazed from his eyes. Well, it did, so
there! After that bit of skullduggery we went back to the hotel, got
stripped off and went for a splash around in the pool and a play around in
the sauna. I did notice Peter tended to let his eyes wander; for a guy who
had declared his undying love he did tend to oggle the chaps. We kept an
eye out for Kenny, I think we both wanted to see Mr Sneaky in the buff as
when I'd seen him in the corridor in the morning he's had shorts on so I
was no wiser than Peter.

I was quite chuffed actually, my new boyfriend had given me the all clear
to go and top and tail an eleven year old. Well, put it this way, he looked
like an eleven year old.

We did the normal dinner routine and caught up with our parent's life of
doing absolutely nothing and they caught up with ours with some omissions
of course. I don't think they'd be too happy at the full story although my
dad with his weird sense of humour might have found the Kenny episode
funny. Mmmm, maybe not. After that it was all down to getting stripped and
getting into the ballrooom to get a nice front seat for the show. It was
packed and being kids we finished up on the floor on cushions. Great,
everyone who passed either hit you on the head with their dick or smothered
you in beaver.

As Peter said, it was so dire it was diabolical although the grown ups
seemed to enjoy watching people make prats of themselves. I thought it was
pretty cringy and by the look on Pete's face he agreed with me. In fact the
highlight came towards the end, a string of girls did a bit of solo disco
dancing to a music box and one of them was declared Girl Nature Dancer etc
etc, round of applause, blah, blah.

They were followed by four boys and there was our Kenny, big baseball cap
and the huge trainers he must have dug out of a skip. He was the best, he
was the smallest one of the three or four but he let himself go and even as
a non dancer I had to admit he was good. He was so cool he was a fuckin'
icicle The bonus was that for his little spot he had a lovely little stiffy
which only went down when he started to gyrate and hop around. Lovely
little dick, tight bubble butt to die for ..... what else can I say. Peter
was sitting alongside me hiding his own arousal with his hands and he was
bloody salivating tell ya, he was damn well dribbling.

To everyone's delight Kenny was declared Little Nature Dancer and the our
muppet got his shield and did us another little jig.

'For Christ's sake sort him out,' Peter croaked. 'Then give him my room
number.'

'Why,' I laughed at the idiot. 'He's in the next room to you, remember?'

'I'm gonna be so jealous,' he whispered as a proud Kenny came down the
steps and made a beeline for a couple who we assumed were his
parents. 'I'll be thinking about you two. When are you gonna do it.'

'As soon as possible,' I noticed with some relief that the organiser was
doing the 'thank you all' bit and the show was winding down. The parents
were drifting off to a coffee table and standing around yakking, I spotted
Kenny displaying his shield to some other youngsters with a big beam on his
cheeky face. God, I could have taken him on the spot, eleven year old or
not. Peter and I wandered over, had a look at the shield, perved his willy
and congratulated him big time. We didn't say anything with the other kids
floating around but as soon as they wandered off we pulled Kenny aside.

'How do you fancy a night with me, a night with Peter and then a
threesome?' How's that for blunt?

'Yeah.' He gave me and Peter a big grin, well, that was short and sweet. 'I
saw you in a boat yesterday, can I have a go in that?' Jeez, we were after
his body and he was after our boat, seemed a pretty good deal at the time.

'Natch,' Peter spoke out for once. 'Hang about with us and we'll get you
fixed up with someone'

I looked at him just a tad surprised. I dunno where his confidence was
coming from all of a sudden, he couldn't even chat me up he was so tongue
tied. I just nodded agreement as Kenny looked at me. 'Who's in
Two-oh-seven, Ken?' To be honest I was a bit worried that someone would
notice all the midnight traffic although I was pretty sure others were at
it.

'Big kid, around fifteen or sixteen, I think he's a Italian or something,'
Kenny gloomed. 'I tried to chat him up but I don't think he speaks
English.'

'Use sign language,' Peter grinned. 'Wave your fanny, that'll get his
interest.'

'I wish,' Kenny grinned. 'Gotta nice dick ..... and hair.' He looked
wistful for a moment. 'Not as nice as my Pauly though.'

I guess Pauly was the boyfriend but Kenny had got me interested in
two-oh-seven now a mystery Italian boy maybe, he could be any nationality,
they had the United Nations staying at that place.

'Knickers,' Kenny squealed. 'That's my dad waving like a loony toons, he
makes me go to bed at ten.'

'Quite right too,' I laughed. 'You need to build up some strength for just
after midnight and for God's sake get the right room, it's two-oh-eight,
don't hop in with the Italian, he might fuck you senseless.'

'Shurrup,' Kenny laughed out loud and ambled over to his parents, he didn't
seem to keen on bed but a lot of the younger ones were being dragged off so
he wasn't alone. We treated ourselves to a coffee and joined the parent's
in their chat and dad actually broke down and offered to demonstrate the
outboard motor on the morrow, with a list of rules and regulations long
enough to fill the boat but at that age I was pleased to know he was
trusting me. 'Bedtime, Pete,' Peter's dad called the close of play.

'You too, Joe-Joe,' my dad echoed him, I hated being called Joe-Joe and he
knows it.

'Oh yeah, boys,' Peter's dad again. 'We're going on a museum crawl tomorrow
so you'll have to keep yourselves amused for the day.

'No probs.' I think Peter and I sounded off in stereo. Good nights were
said all around and we were off. First stop Peter's room for a swift snog
and a final goodnight. I would have preferred to be tending Peter's sweet
bum but duty called, I think Peter might even have even been a bit miffed
but it was his idea in the first place.

The end of another day, I collapsed onto my bed then decided on a shower,
after all I was entertaining tonight if all went well. I must admit I was
just about asleep when I heard the door creak and a small form darted in
and threw himself onto my bed.

'Hey, I made it,' Kenny giggled and snuggled upto me. 'You've got no
clothes on.'

'It is a nudist convention,' I told him, 'Plus I sleep naked anyway.'

'Nice,' Kenny snuggled in tightly and I felt his hand drop onto my penis
which was hard as a rock. 'Gosh, that's huge,' he propped himself up on one
elbow. 'That's bigger than Pauly's and he's fifteen.'

'He's your mate?'

'Yeah. I miss him,' Kenny's voice quavered although he wanking at my
hardness. I thought it was time to get on with the action, slipping my had
down I felt him. His little cocklet was as hard as a nail and he sniggered
as I slowly moved my hand up and down slipping his foreskin over this tiny
glans and gently squeezing the end. 'That's nice,' he whispered and kissed
me under the jaw.

'So's this,' I used my free hand to clasp his baby smooth butt, I squeezed
the warm and firm little globes allowing my long centre finger to stroke
his crack and slowly work inside, he sighed and opened his legs a little
wider and started to dry hump my groin. He smelt slightly soapy and a
little damp, I guessed that he'd just vacated a shower as well, with this
in mind I struggled from under him and lay him flat on his belly. He gave a
small murmur but opened his legs wide, he knew what he wanted and so did I
but he was in for a surprise. I never ever thought I'd do what I was about
to but I did. Good bye modesty, good bye couth. I parted his soft buns and
ducked my head. He gave a strangled squeal as my tongue darted onto his
crack and I found his little pucker.

'Perv,' he squealed silently and thrust his little bottom up onto my
probing tongue. I tasted and smelt his boy funk as my tongue lapped and
probed at his little ring, he just pushed up and wriggled his little
fanny. 'Do me, Joe,' he muttered into the pillow No way. I was having more
fun eating his arse, I grabbed his skinny hips and slathered and gobbled at
his crack and back door until he was well drenched in saliva and
slippery. 'Go on, please,' he begged as I got between his skinny knees. At
least he'd left those bloody great trainers in his room.

I placed my precuming glans up against his tiny pucket and gave a push, I
literally slid into his tightness and warmth, no virgin this one. As I
began to fill him with my meat he groaned his satisfaction and pushed up
against my advances, my groin was tight up against his jiggly bottom in a
moment, I pushed harder and he groaned like a slut. 'Fuck me, fuck me.' God
knows what game he and his Pauly played but I knew at least one of
them. This was a by the book fuck, pleasure, yes but no satisfying love as
with Peter. This was raw animal passion as I slid in and out of his
yielding flesh with sweaty slaps and for his part little subdued squeals of
joy.

I came at last with him pinned flat to the bed and still trying to force
himself up. The heat and the spurting were tremendous. I felt as if my
spunk would actually scald him as I gave him a massive dose of slippery ol'
Joe juice. I fucked to a standstill feeling my cum on his tight little
cheeks and matting my pride and joy, I mean my first two pubic hairs not
the 'staff of life' or whatever.

'Gawd, you flooded me,' he groaned and slipped of the bed heading for the
bathroom, moments later he was back and in the bed again. 'That was a good
'un,' he exclaimed brightly. 'Wanna suck me?' His voice had dropped to a
whisper. Silently I flattened him on the bed and took his three inch spike
into my mouth. I swallowed the lot, I managed to get it into my mouth so
that my lips were resting on his mons pubis and then I set to work. I gave
him a fit of the giggles when I gently trapped his foreskin with my lips
and stretched it as if it were elastic.

When he came it was with a load of thrashing about but no cum. His pricklet
jerked and throbbed in my mouth but there was just the merest suggestion of
a taste of cum and I might have imagined that. I guessed he wasn't too far
off though and if he kept up his rigorous training programme he might make
out this holiday.

We cuddled sweatily in the dark of the room and whispered silly things to
each other.

'From the front next time,' I tickled his ear with my tongue. 'Straight up
the ol' dirt box.'

'Yeuch, you disgusting sod,' he giggled and clutched me with his head on my
chest licking at my nipple. 'What do you mean ... from the front.'

'The best way, then I can stare into your evil little crossed eyes as I
cum.'

'They're not crossed,' his head came up and I could feel the warmth of his
breath as he stared at me from a few inches away.

'Of course they're not,' I whispered softly and putting my hand onto his
sweaty neck guided his head down and his lips onto mine.

'Mmmm, that's yummy,' he sighed. 'Pauly doesn't like kissing, he says it's
queer.'

'And fucking isn't?' I laughed. 'You need to have a long talk with your
boy. You tell him that if he wants your little fanny it's kissy kissy or no
deal.'

'I shall,' he grinned in the dark and kissed me again. 'How does this
frontal thing work then?'

Jeez, this kid was insatiable but I could feel my penis stirring again,
after all I was thirteen and my body was producing cum enough for
bottling. In fact visualising some of my dad's customers and their funny
ways and looks I could probably sell it as fine table wine, white of
course.

I pushed him onto his back and folded his legs back onto his chest totally
exposing his hot little passage. I fingered it for a minute and my finger
just slipped inside. As he sighed contentedly I worked in and out for a
while before moving in and guiding his calves up onto my shoulder.

'Go on,' he muttered as I swiped my glans across his tender ring.

'I bent over his to kiss and as I did pushed gently and once again slipped
inside his hot little body effortlessly and smoothly.

'I like this,' he whispered into my mouth, 'It's bigger this way.' I shut
him up by slipping my tongue inside his mouth as I fucked in deeper until I
bottomed out. Surrounded by his tight living flesh I began to give him the
fucking of his young life. It went on forever. I fucked and fucked until I
thought I was going to collapse and all the time he begged me to finish him
off. Finally I came a few squirts but after the day and the nightime
performance even I was drained. I suppose his highlight of the night was
when I let him take me the same way and he humped his evil little heart out
giving me 'the old frontal' as he now called it. When he came I didn't feel
any slippery but I did feel his cocklet swell and pump so the mechanism was
working OK even if the supply wasn't.

I got rid of him around three in the morning, he wanted to stay overnight
but I talked him out of it. I explained that we were both worn out and
there was an excellent chance of being roused by a parent who wouldn't be
too happy seeing a strange kid in their son's bed. Even his own parent's
would be less than happy seeing him stagger from my room with an inflamed
sphincter. Fond farewells were said and we arranged to meet up after
breakfast, he could attend the outboard lecture scheduled by my dad.

I'd barely got back to bed when there was the quietest of knocks on the
door.

'Sod it, silly little twerp's forgotten something.' I cracked open the door
and greeted him. 'Clown.'

'Pardon?'

Shit. All I could see in the gloom of the unlit passage was a shape taller
than mine and bulkier, it, gave me a flash of teeth as it smiled. I should
say he but I was imagining someone from the Justice League had caught up
with me and was going to tear me limb from limb.

'I heard noises, I thought you may be ill,' the soft voice continued and I
recognised it as a boy's, a boy with a trace of accent, sort of vaguely
Cockney but then again maybe not.

'No I had a nightmare,' I explained lamely if not recognising the voice
certainly the shape of the neighbour, the kid next door.

'Shall I hold your hand then,' I felt a pressure as he leant against me and
I realised there was a rigid member poking me in the stomach.

'May as well,' I ceded defeat. It must be the boy from the room between
mine and Kenny's, the kid we'd suspected was Italian and he was quite
obviously nothing of the sort.

'You have a busy social life,' he remarked as he sat on the bed alongside
me, his tone was purely conversational as if there was nothing odd about
bursting into a naked thirteen year old's room in the middle of the night.

'We thought you were Italian,' I said lamely.

'We?'

'Peter, Kenny and myself.'

'Aha, the gang of three,' he chuckled and put his hand on my knee and
gently took my hand and guided it to his groin. He was hard as a scafold
pole and he was larger than I was. I gripped it firmly and moved it a
little. 'I am from Italian family in Central London, we are
restauranteurs.' Well that explained the odd accent anyway.

'Kenny is rather taken with you.' I smiled in the dark as I moved his
foreskin up and down on his solid meaty shaft. 'I think he might have a
love job.'

'Well, well,' he gave a boyish laugh. 'I could return his love most
certainly, he is a delightful boy, I saw him dance tonight.'

'He dances better in bed,' I grinned in the dark as I felt his hand on my
chest and I lay on my back on the bed.

'So I heard,' he remarked dryly. This guy didn't mess around, he
straightened me up on the bed and then lay on top of me feeding his big
cock between my legs. What could I do? I was quite happy dropping the butch
bit for a while and letting him do the hard work, he had a nice dick anyway
and as I felt it rub against mine I could feel the slip and slide of cum,
he was leaking precum, he wanted me.

'Cosi,' he whispered.

'It is isn't it.'

'No,' he kissed me on the nose and ground his belly against mine. 'Cosi,
that is my name.'

'Joe,' I looked into his dark eyes.

'I was counting how many times the little boy said Joe but I lost count,'
he grinned and I saw his white teeth flash. 'I want to make love to you
Joe, I have watched you and your friend for a day or so and I am consumed
by jealousy.'

'Be consumed no more, Cosi.' I grabbed his neck and kissed him on the
lips. 'Do me, make love to me.' At least this time I'd get a real cock
instead of Kenny's little weiner. Strangely enough even in my exhausted
state I was looking forward to it, I suspect tomorrow was going to be a bit
of a lazy day.

He did exactly as I had done to Kenny with the addition of the pillow under
my hips, he lubed me up with saliva and his fingers and after some more
tongue sandwich I felt his slippery glans press against my pucker. In fact,
he was my biggest yet but that wasn't hard when you think about Pete and
Kenny. Jeez, I almost screeched as he entered me and his big cock really
stretched my ring but once it was in it was OK.

Very much a filled feeling, bloated even. This was a boy verging on manhood
and he had the dick to prove it, another experience was the feel of his
crisp pubics under my nuts as he wriggled pinning me to the bed and getting
me just how he wanted me.

'You OK, Joey?'

'Hurt a bit at first but it's alright now.'

'Good boy,' he kissed me again and continued to kiss, nibble and nip at my
throat and jaw as his hips began to pump up and down.

'Kenny will love all this,' I murmured stroking his broad back as he pumped
into my bruised bum.

'And you?'

'Yeah me as well but I'm married, I think Kenny is just about up for
grabs.'

'Free, you mean?'

'His boyfriend has gone back home and he sounds a bit of a dickhead
anyway.'

'Good,' Cosi began to slide in a bit harder really making me feel this
thick prong move in my gut. 'I like him, I like him a lot.'

'Great.' I wriggled on Cosi's big dick and hung onto his hips. 'Fuck me,
Cosi.'

That's exactly what he did, he slowed down a bit slipping it almost free
and then sliding the full length in before speeding up for his climax. He
was hammering in virtually nailing me to the bed when I felt his fat cock
swell and then that glorous pumping.

'Jesus, Cosi .....' I held him tightly as I felt his organ jerk shooting
what seemed to be a flood of hot spunk up my bottom. He came like a horse,
gallons of the bloody stuff, I could feel it oozing from my bum and between
my cheeks, Gawd knows what the bedding was like.

'You are so nice, Joe,' he whispered and licked my sore nipples and as he
slid free his tongue moved down my body. 'I give you and your blonde
boyfriend a good time tomorrow.'

'Don't be cocky, Cosi otherwise we'll kidnap Kenny and use and abuse him.'

'He might like that,' he laughed quietly. I felt his hand encircle my own
dick which was only semi hard, the poor thing was worn out.
 'You like?' His hot slippery tongue lapped across the top of my glans.

'Yeah,' I croaked, I could feel myself stiffening up, so much for relaxing
after lovemaking. Cosi wanted to keep me happy and who was I to say no?
I've heard of deepthroating (who hasn't) but this was another first in a
fourty eight hours of firsts. He took me into his mouth and I could feel my
whole five and a bit inches slide down his throat and his head started to
move up and down. It was truly extraordinary and I wondered between prods
how the hell he didn't choke himself. Of course treatment like this really
had me erect again in no time at all. As my balls tightened in their sac,
he clasped my buns and withdrew a litle just working my straining glans in
his saliva filled mouth. It wasn't massive as cums go but he gobbled away
quite happily and I just flopped, it was so knackered, so drained.

'Yummy,' he gave a rather boyish giggle and rolled me onto my belly
ignoring my sleepy moans.

'Jeeezus,' I sighed, I didn't believe it, I felt his spongy hardness press
against my cum slick pucker and then slide deeply into my spunk drenched
hole and he was away again. Signor Satyr from Little Italy.  I know it was
messy and I know I was exhausted but he slowly took me all the way until I
was moving and begging him to cum. At the end I was almost crouched in
doggy fashion and he was slapping in and out like a piston. He and Kenny
would get on so well.

After his secomd cuming which sounds quite biblical but wasn't (it was
messy), he slipped free, we had a desultory cuddle and he was back to his
own bed having arranged to meet the Gang of Three around nine in the
morning.

'God, it stinks in here.' My father was shaking my shoulder and grinning.

'Sweaty socks,' I suggested.

'I think not, Joe-Joe,' he ruffled my hair. 'I think I should get you a
pair of boxing gloves today.'

'What?' I was still half asleep otherwise I should have seen it coming.

'Cut down on this,' he made a wanking motion and then stood up with a
laugh. 'Hurry up, your mother and I want to get a breakfast before they
close.'

I was mortified to say the least, at least he hadn't suggested that I'd
been 'entertaining' which was a plus. I flapped around and got into a
shorts and a t-shirt and after joining them went to eat. Peter and his
parents were already at the trough and I saw a grinning Kenny wave at me
from over the room, two tables away Cosi and parents were feeding like a
herd of gannets, or is it a flock of gannets, I saw him give me a slight
grin through a mouthful of food.

'I was saying to Peter,' Peter's father observed. 'You're supposed to chat
up the girl dancers not the boy dancers.'

'He's pretty local,' Peter flushed in annoyance. 'Anyway, he chatted to
us,' he blatantly lied.

'Yeah, he did,' I backed him up. The last thing I wanted was for either set
of parents thinking we were on the trawl.

'Cosi's meeting us this morning,' I spoke to Peter and then to the
'rents. 'He's the Italian kid between Kenny and myself.'

'He's old enough to be sensible.' my mother looked across at the
Italians. 'Perhaps we can ask him to keep an eye on you pair and your
little friend.'

The mind boggled. Cosi would be so busy ravishing Kenny's little bottom
Peter and Joe may as well be on the moon for all he cared.

'He's alright,' I didn't want to sound too enthusiastic. Peter just sat
there looking confused and I realised that he didn't know about Cosi's
invasion and susequent performance.

We finished breakfast as a group and were joined in the lobby by the ever
grinning Kenny who we introduced. A few minutes later Cosi and his parents
appeared and I did a further set of introductions. Kenny oggled Cosi as if
he was Captain Wonderful and Peter just looked Peter, slightly
confused. I'd have to have a general sort out once dad had done the
intruction on the outboard.

The short course took and hour. There were more warnings than enough and I
think Cosi remarked quite sensibly that it may be better to unship the
thing and leave it in the boatshed, it would removed the danger and lighten
the boat for rowing. Not surpringly my father agreed ..... so much for
charging around the harbour and beach area slicing and dicing
teenies. During the lecture we all reverted to skin which is our way of
saying we got our knickers off although we kept our trainers and Kenny his
baseball cap. Of course the brat's eyes popped out on stalks when he saw
Cosi's long uncircumcised cock flopping from it's curly pubic nest.

In the end my dad went to meet my mum and Joe's parents as they had a coach
to catch for their museum run ... good luck to 'em.

'What we doing then?' Kenny has hopping up and down like a loony Bugs
Bunny.

'Gonna get you fucked,' I whispered.

'Shurrup,' Kenny squealed and turned bright red. Peter laughed which didn't
help but Cosi took the opportunity to wrap his arm around Kenny's skinny
shoulders and give him a quick cuddle. It was a bit funny really, we were
all crammed in the boat and Kenny's little dicky shot to an instant
erection, that kid was very seriously brain damaged.

'Looks like you have a fan,' I grinned at Cosi and stroked the inside of
Peter's smooth leg.

'I hope so,' Cosi squeezed Kenny and the muppet's grin reappeared.

'Wanna row over to that headland thingy,' Peter suggested. 'It looks pretty
deserted.'

'I'll row,' Cosi volunteered, 'You three sit in the back.'

'The stern,' I gave them a bit of my Captain Joe.

'Stern... shmern,' our infatuated Kenny giggled his eyes still glued on
Cosi's long penis.

We sat on the stern thwart and eyed Cosi as he set off. He had a good body,
the abs, the pecs and all that crap and he was the biggest one so he soon
had the boat going along like a racer. Kenny has slid to the bottom of the
boat leaning against Pete and my legs just started at Cosi's penis as it
swayed with his rowing action.

'You're embarassing me,' Cosi grinned down at the round eyed brat.

'Can I touch it?'

'Go on,' Cosi grinned at Pete and myself and Kenny shuffled up amidships, I
just prayed he didn't get a splinter in his bare bottom, all hell would be
let loose. We watched fascinated as Kenny moved closer to Cosi and then
grasped the Italian boy's flaccid cock. By the time we got to the headland
of the bay Cosi was as hard as a rock and Kenny was wanking him away like
there was no tomorrow, good job he was below the level of the
gunnels. 'Stop it, Kenny. I'm gonna cum.'

'Go on then,' Kenny said eagerly and wanked Cosi furiously moving in until
his face was inches away from Cosi's fat cock. You can assume that by this
stage both Peter and myself also had hardons and after making sure there
was no one around we kneeled at Kenny's back and took ourselves in hand.

Cosi gave one drawn out groan and his six incher jerked spewing boy spunk
over Kenny's face until the mite stuck his mouth over the spray. I think
Cosi must gave thought he'd died and gone to heaven. A split second later
both Peter and myself squirted lacing Kenny's little bubble butt with our
streamers of boy juice. To complete the mini orgy the three of us grabbed a
screaming Kenny and tossed him into the water complete with baseball cap,
and seconds later we followed.

We had a good splash around and guided the boat inshore amongst the
rocks. This Point or Headland, call it what you will was very rocky,
probably why not too many people attempted the long row over. All the same
it suited us fine, just the four of us and even after the trip over still
with only one thing on our minds. We made sure the boat was firmly secured
and grabbing our towels and other odds and ends clambered to the top, I was
the lucky one, I was tail end charlie and had exclusive viewing rights of
the three boy fannies in front. Of course, I studied Peter's the most
..... well, I've got to say that, he's watching me type this.

The top was quiet flat surprisingly enough there was a small pool and
spring which fed a stream that ran down the opposite side, that was the
side we hadn't clambered up. That was it, more noisy splashing and then I
suppose we were a bit averawed by the peace and quiet we calmed down, we
could hear the faint screaming and shouting from a mile away where the
others were having fun on the hotel beach but we were alone.

'We gonna have a rest up in the shade,' Peter looked at me with his soulful
look. You know, the one that says it all.'

'Yeah, it's getting a bit too hot,' I agreed with him. 'Anyway, I'd better
oil your back, you tend to burn.'

God. Kenny was on it like a flash.

'Cosi, can you do me, I burn something terrible,' he looked at the bigger
boy with adoring eyes.

I could see Cosi's mind like one of those glass fronted clocks, click,
click, tick. Small boy, small boy's butt .... sun tan lotion.

'Yeah, come on then,' he wrapped his long arm around Kenny's skinny
shoulders and followed myself and Peter into the shade.

We spread out beach towels out and to be honest it was quite nice to get
out of the direct sunlight, I know I'm dark skinned but enough is
enough. Peter lay down on his belly and looked over his shoulder at me with
a slight grin. 'Don't be modest, I think the other two have their own
plans.'

He was right, Cosi was writhing around with Kenny and both of them were
sporting stiffies. They were ready for round two and this time I suspected
it wasn't just going to be a blow. Kenny sprawled out and lay onto his
belly with a giggle as Cosi lay alongside him and ran his hand down Kenny's
back onto the compact little boy butt. I could see Kenny shudder in
anticipation before I turned my attention to my own little love
bug. Well. he was taller than I was but you know what I mean.

Usual stunt. I squirted the oil in one streamer from the nape of his neck
to his tail and he leapt. It doesn't seem to matter how hot it is sun tan
lotion always seems to come out like ice.

'Jeez,' Joey,' he protested but soon shut up as I started to rub his
shoulderblades slowly working my way onto his burnt back. He was so fair
skinned he needed gallons of this stuff and we'd been a bit careless. Of
course I was as hard as a rancid hamster by this time and made a big deal
out of covering and massaging his tight white orbs. He reminded me of those
nudes in museums, not the marble ones the others, alabaster. Totally white,
totally smooth and just as totally beautiful.

'Peter,' I sighed and kissed his slippery butt.

'Dirty sod,' Kenny squealed. Jeez this kid was too much.

'Shut him up. Cosi,' I grinned and returned to Peter. Before I really got
into it I saw that Cosi had flattened Kenny and was carrying out the same
service as I was, the difference being that he was kneeling between the
boy's spread legs with his man sized cock jutting out obviously ready for
action. Kenny was one stuffed chicken or he soon would be.

'Aaaah, that's nice Peter groaned as my fingers slid into his crack
annointing and smoothing, he sighed even longer as I slipped a finger
inside him and started to move it to and fro.

'Ooooooh.' A long wail from Kenny and without looking I suspected Cosi had
got to the same stage as I had.

'You got any in you?' Peter pushed up onto my probing fingers.

'Try me.' I leant forward and kissed the back of his smooth neck at the
edge of his hairline.

'Go on then,' he giggled as he felt my slippery glans slide up his crack
teasing and tantalising him. I knew he wanted it every bit as much as the
little raver Kenny who was now giving contented little squeaks and moans. I
final glance across and I could see that Cosi was in him and slowly moving
up and down. I got a glimpse of his oiled up shaft as he gently pumped into
his little friend's tiny butt before I slid between Peter's cheeks and
pushed against his pucker which opened up as if welcoming an old friend.

'Yessss!' We both spoke together as I felt his tight little arse grip me
and he must have felt my fleshy prong stretch his ring and begin to fill
his passage.

No more conversation between us and none from Kenny and Cosi, we
concetrated on our respective fucks to the exclusion to the world around
us. Right at the end Peter lost it and begged me to cum as I pummeled his
sweet boy fanny digging in deeper and deeper as if I was trying to split
him. When I finally came I groaned in pleasure and relief and he just
pushed up on me as if trying to absorb my jets of young spunk and my
jerking cock as well.

I heard Cosi grunt that he was cuming and then contented little murmurs
from Kenny as the lad received his dose of youthful cream. All over at last
we looked at each other a little shamefaced and then Cosi taking the lead
moved over me and grabbed at Peter. I looked at Peter got a slight nod and
moved over clasping the oiled wriggler Kenny.

'I haven't cum yet,' he gave me a sultry little look about as obvious as a
set of traffic lights.

'So,' I smiled up at him as I lay on my back. 'Do something about it.'
Kenny looked at Peter and saw that Cosi had lay in his back and taken his
knees back to his chest, Peter knelt close in.

'Paul never let me do anything to him,' Kenny exclaimed in wonder as he saw
Peter take position and push his engorged penis straight onto Cosi's
offering of the day.

'I'm not Paul,' I looked up at him. 'Your shout.'

'My second with you' he laughed and less than carefully got between my legs
and rammed in as quickly as he could. What he lacked in expertise he made
up for in enthusiasm, thank God he only had around a three inch spike which
I took quite easily. Peter was pigging out on Cosi and Kenny was doing
exactly the same with me. I clasped his sweaty little buns as they pumped
up and down and let my mind drift. A matter of a couple of days and I had
got myself a boyfriend. a midget nymphomanic and a half Italian with a big
dick, things were going well.

'Come on,' I grinned at Kenny and pressed my legs onto his sweaty back. 'Go
rabbit.'

'Yeah,' he bared his teeth and dug away like a mechanical
toy. 'Oooooo.......' he warbled. I felt him jerk inside me and then I swear
I felt a pumping and wetness, surely he hadn't orgasmed, he was far too
young. From the look of absolute bliss on his face something good had
happened.

'You OK?' I cuddled his hot body as he lay on me with his dicklet softening
in my decidedly squishy hole.

'I think I squirted,' he gasped and looked at me with a wide grin. 'It
seemed to burn and I felt pee or the other stuff.'

'Lie down, let's have a look,' I glanced at it and Peter was still
leisurely having Cosi both of them lost in their own little world. As Kenny
slipped from me I lay him flat and examined his now wilted and slippery
dicky which had now shrunken to a mere two inches or so. I squeezed it like
a tube of toothpaste as he fumbled with mine which was hard again which was
hardly surprising. I peeled his foreskin back and squeezed the length to be
rewarded by a milky droplet oozing from his slit.

'Ooooer,' he glanced down at himself and pulled a comic face. 'I'm
leaking.'

'You are a man my son,' I whispered theatrically and promptly stuck my
tongue down his throat.

'Wally,' he mumbled as my tongue explored his sweet mouth and I cuddled his
skinny body. God, he was so sweet, I could bloody well eat him. In fact
once he'd washed off that was exactly what I was going to do, that was
assuming Cosi didn't claim him.

'Hello, hello.' We both looked up as we heard a boyish voice shouting up
from water level. At the same time Peter must have cum into Cosi as I heard
them both mumbling and giggling. Peter slid free and both of them grabbed
their towels. Kenny and myself peered over the edge of the small cliff or
rather the steep climb, you'd be going over the top calling it a cliff.

There was an absolutely gorgeous blonde kid of probably around eleven or
twelve floating by our boat, he was lazily pedalling one of these things
like a mini paddle steamer (without the steam that is), a pedalo I think
they're called. Most of the kids took them out in tandem but this kid was
on his own, he must have had careless or very trusting parents. Mind you
nudist events are normally as safe as houses, it's the kids are the
predators. We all peered over our small cliff at this kid like a bunch of
hungry vultures, it was the American kid we'd met with the United Nations
mob on the quay. I'm surprised when we all peered over the top of the rocks
he didn't pedal away at Warp Speed 5.

'That you Kenny?' The kid hollered.

'Yeah, up here,' Kenny shouted back stating the obvious. 'It's Corey, he's
a bit of a Yank.'

We found out later that 'a bit of a Yank' meant that his parents were
Americans residing in England and that he's been one of the losers at the
Little Nature Dancer competition. I and the others blatantly oggled him as
he pulled his boat thingy up alongside ours and after taking a quick look
began to clamber up the steep slope.

'I think he fancies me,' Kenny made in a stage whisper. 'He's been
following me around.'

'After your tight little arse,' Cosi smirked.

'He want's some super dick,' Kenny waggled his litle penis suggestively.

'Hi, guys,' the blonde kid clambered over the edge dragging his
towel. 'Jeez, it's hot. I'm frying.'

'We've got lotion,' Peter volunteered with his tongue hanging out like a
dog. Whatta slut.

'Funny smell,' Corey commented which set Kenny off in an attack of the
giggles. 'What's funny?' Corey gave us a puzzled smile.

'Just Kenny,' Cosi commented and after giving Peter a quick look they
promptly took off down the other side of the rise to the water on the away
side from the boats.

'Want us to do your shoulders,' I got in on the act. 'Looks like you're
burning.'

'Yeah, go on. Go on,' Kenny jumped up and down like a manic
jack-in-the-box. 'Joe's great at the old massage,' he informed his slightly
bewildered friend.

'OK,' Corey replied a little bit uncertainly but spead his towel alongside
ours and sat down. The cum stains from Peter and Cosi were so obvious on
their towels but he didn't seem to notice. 'Did you come to the show last
night?' He looked at me bright eyed with a ready grin.

'Yeah, I thought you should have won,' I smiled at him. He was beautiful,
just a trace of down on his upper lip and the beginnings of a blonde pubic
bush, he was uncircumcised but his dark red glans peered from the sheath of
his foreskin. I knew that didn't indicate anything particular but he was
certainly more half hard than relaxed. That didn't really matter as I had
what Peter calls a lazy lob on, it couldn't be helped with the sun and the
nudity.

'Prat,' Kenny jumped on me and I think put himself out to indicate to Corey
that we were at least wrestling buddies. 'Come on, Joe. Do the biz on
Corey.' Now that was a double entendre if I ever heard one, talk about
Carry on Camping.

'I'll do some sun tan lotion,' I looked at Corey and gave him my special
smile. 'Dunno about the biz.'

'Treat me just like Kenny,' Corey flushed and promptly turned his back on
me resting the side of his face on his crossed arms. Kenny winked at me and
gave Corey's pure white bottom a meaningful glance. I suddenly wondered how
Corey knew where we were, he must have been watching us as we rowed over
and followed. I was also a bit bewildered about his last remark as well,
was he 'game' or was he just a total innocent having walked into a group of
randy amoral teenagers.

'Lovely bum,' Kenny croaked and to my horror softly grasped one springy
white orb and gently squeezed it, I waited for the explosion and it never
happened.

'Stop joshing around, Kenny,' Cory spoke and wriggled his bottom. 'He takes
liberties,' he glanced over his shoulder at me and smiled.

'So do I,' I smiled back and squirted a ribbon of the lotion across his
shoulders.

'I'm steaming,' Kenny declared and jumped up with a laugh. 'I'm going down
with the others.' Saying that he clambered down to join Peter and Cosy in
the water below.

'All alone,' I murmured and rubbed the oily lotion into Corey's firm
shoulders.

'Mmmmm.'

I rubbed down across his shoulder blades and rubbed the stuff well into the
soft flesh just above his pelvis, his trim waist. He purred almost like a
kitten as I made a big deal of it, making it last. I was so tempted to do
his bum but didn't know where to stop or rather how far to go.

'Oi.'

Both Corey and myself looked up in surprise, it was Cosi.

'We're going over to pick up some grub, we'll fetch you some back.'

'Yeah, right,' I said uncertainly. Corey looked as if he didn't know
whether to go with them or stay.

'You two hang on here, we can have a picnic,' Cosi grinned. 'Have fun,
we'll be about an hour.'

'Kenny ......' Corey still looked uncertain.

'Don't worry about him, he's coming with us,' Cosi laughed. His head ducked
below the edge of the climb and minutes later we heard them hooting and
hollering as they swam and splashed around the point and clambered into the
boat.

'I didn't mean to spoil your day out with your pals,' Corey looked up at me
but remained on his stomach. 'I just wanted to catch up with Kenny.'

'You're bum'll get burnt unless I put some glop on.' I stated resuming the
work on his waist.

'Go on then,' he wriggled himself a little more comfortable grabbing one of
the other towels and resting his head on it. To my astonishment he parted
his legs to allow the oiling, I could even see his dark pink ring in all
it's glory. I was lost, my penis rose to a full erection I just couldn't
stop it.

I put my oily hand on him, one hand onto each pure white buttock and
stroked and kneaded the firm yet springy flesh.

'I could get carried away here,' I muttered.

'Don't be dirty' he giggled. He wasn't that stupid anyway, he knew exactly
what I'd meant.

'Kenny was right.......'

'Howso?'

'Lovely bum,' I gave his yielding flesh a gentle squeeze and ran my oily
fingers down his open cleft allowing one finger to part his buns just a
tiny bit. I didn't want to risk his pucker, I needed some encouragement.

'Thasss nice,' he whispered and parted his legs even further. 'You done
Kenny yet?'

'What do you mean?' I came to my senses, I was daydreaming here and this
kid quite clearly wasn't.

'Have you done the dirty with him, I know he likes older boys.'

'Liking doesn't mean having sex.'

'It does with Kenny,' he laughed out loud and stretched out his arms above
his head, he looked just like a blonde angel spread in the sun gleaming
from the coating of sun oil. I was as hard as a rock and leaking precum
even after my morings work out. God know's what would happen if he turned
around, I hastily grabbed a towel and draped it over my thighs.

One more circular motion with the flats of my hands and I then took each
upper thigh and oiled them one at a time.

'OK, Corey?'

'I thought you were doing well on my bottom, you have that touch,' he
glanced over his shoulder again. 'But you chickened out.'

'Don't push it,' I grasped his oiled flanks and softly squeezed the firm
muscles.

'Come on, Joe. We've got an hour,' he looked at me pleading in his
eyes. 'You fix me up with Kenny and we can have some fun.'

'The fix is in,' I grinned and bent my head to kiss one delicious bubble
bun feeling his flesh twitch as my lips and then tongue lightly traced
across it. I slipped my oiled fingers into his cleft and gave him a
featherlight stroke across his private spot with one slippery finger.

'Good,' he sleepily muttered and moved his soft bottom on my probing
fingers until one pressed against his pucker and I pushed against him
gently until his ring parted and admitted me into his delicious
warmth. 'Now we're getting somewhere,' he muttered and pushed up onto my
moving digit. 'Aaah, he sighed and pushed up even harder. Another non
virgin this boy. I consoled myself with that thought as he quite willingly
moved himelf up and down on my oiled finger right down to the
knuckle. 'Come on then,' he grunted. 'If Kenny can take that monster so can
I.'

That was it. I slowly slid my finger free and knelt between his
outstretched legs. He was well and truly annointed, I was as hard as a rock
and was precuming to make life easier. I flathanded either side of his
shoulders and guided my missile onto target by will power alone.

I felt myself slip between his cheeks and my glans lodge against his ring,
a gentle pressure ..... a sudden yielding and my knob was inside his bum
captured by it's tightness and warmth.

'Aaah, my Gawd,' I moaned in pleasure and he pushed up with a groan
absorbing more of my super hard erection. Tired, no way. I was up for this
one, shame he had the hots for Kenny but if he was willing to play I was
quite sure he'd find enough playmates. He was better looking and had a
better body than Peter but Peter and I had a certain bit of chemistry
going. Bit of a naff way of putting it but we did, we were in love.

'Aaaah. God, that's so big,' he groaned and I stopped lodged in his tight
little tunnel half in and half out. 'Go on,' he murmured after I'd nuzzled
the back of his sweaty neck for a moment. 'It's better now,' he
experimentally flexed and relaxed his anal muscles as I started to slowly
pentrate his delightful tightness once more. At last I felt my whispy
pubics pressed up against his soft bottom and my solid meat totally encased
in his hot flesh, I could have passed out with the pleasure. 'Gawd, that is
so fat,' he giggled and pushed up as I slowly began to fuck. No virgin boy
this but who cared, not me that was for sure.

It didn't take too long, for a eeny teeny he was good at what he did, he
must have been to the same Slut Academy as Kenny, he was moaning and
groaning and pushing back onto me as I fucked him harder and harder. In the
end I came around a gallon of boy cum up into his clinging little pipe and
he still pushed back as if trying to swallow me whole via his back door
which by now was so slippery and spunky I slipped out once and couldn't get
back in again. I was deflating like a pricked balloon. I clung to his his
body as he rolled onto his side and I saw IT for the first time. Our
Corey's erection was magnificent. not as fat as mine but every bit as
long. A pale shaft topped by a dark cherry red glans which was smeary and
shiny with his boy juice.

'You haven't come, have you?'

'Nah,' he grinned toothily. 'Just dripping a bit.'

'Right,' I flathanded his belly and dived onto his solid shaft like a
seagull. One big mouthful and I had his slimy fuckstick deep into the back
of my throat.

'Which one's your steady?' He stroked my hair as I slowly ran my lips up
and down his shaft jiggling his tight scrotum.

'Peter's my boyfriend,' I gobbled around his slender shaft. 'Bigtime,' I
added just to let him know where he stood.

'Great, I like him,' he aded wistfully.

'You should pop in just after midnight,' I spoke on the spur of the
moment. 'We usually get together around midnight for a chat.'

'A chat,' he laughed. 'I bet.'

'Well some chat,' I compromised. I told him the room number and made him
promise not to forget it. 'You come and spend a couple of hours with Peter
and me and we'll look after you.'

'Really,' he grinned and held my head firmly as he started to really fuck
my face. 'I'm not an Limey tart you know, I like to give Corey Junior a bit
of exercise now and then.'

'I'm quite sure Corey Junior will be well looked after,' I replied as well
I could with his hard meat slipping in and out of my mouth.

'Here I go,' he laughed as I grasped his shaft stopping him from choking me
and with his glans resting on my tongue tasted his creamy spurts as he
jerked and pumped a massive load of juicy boy cum into the back of my
throat. Jeez, that kid. Apart from a beautiful cock, he was a beautiful
cumer, he seemed to squirt for ever.

I slurped up the the final trickle and grinned at him. 'Swim?'

'Yeah, go for it.'

I think it was around fifteen minutes later when we were splashing around
on the far side we heard the sound of voices and the now familiar cackle of
our own little toyboy. Kenny and Company had returned.

They had loads of food and drink gotten from the hotel on the various
family's charges and we spent the rest of the afternoon lazing about and
swimming. To be honest we were all played out and once the others were
satisfied that Corey and myself had done the dirty the barriers went
down. Kenny was intent in an 'all night in' as he called it with his new
love Cosi, the Paul he'd spoken about seemed to have slipped into history,
still that was his concern. I had a bit of a one to one with Peter and he
seemed really pleased that we were entertaining Corey, the liked the
American kid just as much as Corey fancied him. It could be another hot and
sweaty night all round. One difference was that we decided to do the dirty
in Peter's room after my dad's comments about the stink. We also decided to
do an early morning run on the swimming pool and sauna so as not to get any
unwelcome parental surprises. I wouldn't have thought Peter's mum or dad
wouldn't have been too delighted to walk in on their son and find two chums
topping and tailing him.

There was more hanky panky, of course there was. It was a long hot
afternoon and we'd found a secluded spot what else were we to do. We went
back in convoy, Cosi, Peter and myself in the boat followed by Corey in his
pedalo with Kenny hanging on for dear life.  Before getting showered and
changed for dinner we all arranged to meet up after the meal for a natter
or more properly to firm up our nightime arrangements.

Dinner with the 'rents was a pretty placid afair apart from Kenny pulling
faces from the other side of the room, Peter and I were shagged and to be
honest I could have used a good night's sleep but the thought of Peter on
my bed in the cool of the night and hopefully a visit from Corey kept me
going. We all finished up around a table in the beer garden drinking soft
drinks of course until we were bundled off to bed like good little boys,
the mums and dads would have blown a gasket if they knew what we were
planning. Cosi was entertaining Kenny and Peter and myself were doing our
usual only this time in his room, Corey had promised to come around just
after midnight. The boy had the hots for Peter and I didn't mind, I'd fit
in somewhere along the line.

'Ever been in a sandwich, Corey?' Peter asked.

'No. What sort of a sandwich?' Young Corey looked puzzled.

'You'll find out tonight,' Peter laughed and winked at me. Talk about
coming out, two or three days into our romance and Peter was talking like a
seasoned sexual campaigner.

'Can't wait,' Cory shuddered in anticipation. 'Lovebirds,' he grinned at
Cosi and Kenny who sat across from us.

'My man,' Kenny simpered and Cosi rolled his eyes heavenwards.

'Time to go,' my dad called over. Peter's dad sitting alongside him nodded
his agreement.

'Swimming pool, crack o' dawn,' Cosi reminded us as we stood to
leave. Corey had confirmed the assignation and had gone back to his parents
by then.

'OK,' I nodded assent and Peter and I were off. It was already eleven and
it seemed the parents were set for a night's drinking with some of the
older guests. Time for the youngsters to run riot, well quietly at least.

'I'll make sure they're in their rooms before I come around,' I whispered
to Peter as we mounted the stairs. 'Probably around half past midnight.'

'Can't wait,' Peter grinned as we stood outside his room. 'It's getting a
bit chilly, I need something to warm me up.'

'Slut,' I gave him a swift kiss and ducked inside my room, all I had to do
now was lurk by the door with the room darkened and listen for the sound of
the joint parents to go to bed.

Jeez, that hour and a half went on forever. I heard the mums and dads carry
out a rather long winded farewell around midnight and then silence. I
peered out of the door about fiften minutes later and the corridor was
dimmed as usual but I left it a further fifteen minutes before putting my
dressing gown on and vacating my room. The story was that I was going for a
midnight dip in the pool if I came across anyone but the place was a quiet
as a tomb. I slid into Peter's room to find him sitting by the window in
the dark looking out onto the deserted street.

'You alright,' I snuggled upto his slender body and kissed his smooth neck.

'Hungry,' he whispered. He reached down and grasped my soft penis and I
felt it twinge in anticipation. 'Hungry for Joe Cock.'

'What about Corey?'

'Hungry for Corey bottom as well,' I saw his teeth gleam in the gloom.

'Come here. lover boi,' I tugged him down onto the bed and we shared a long
embrace and an even longer slippery tongued kiss. It was alright having
group sex for most of the day but it was nice to cuddle up with one's own
lover at the end of it all. Mind you Corey was a bit of a spanner in the
works but we could handle that. 'Love you, Peter my man,' I whispered as I
fondled his erection, I could feel the slipperiness of his precum, he was
on heat in spite of the day's exertions.

'Love you too,' he replied huskily and I felt his hands on my engorged
hardness and his lips drop from mine onto my nips. 'Love those sticky out
nips,' he chuckled as he tongued and gently nibbled at my nubs. This was
serious turn on time and I was on the verge of rolling him over and
attacking his sweet arse when I heard the door creak.

'Joe, Peter,' a boyish voice whispered. Shit, true love was out. We had to
entertain an eleven year old blonde and beautiful American angel with a
body to die for. Life was so hard at times.

I heard the door close and the lock snap and then Corey was with us, we let
him get between us and for a moment, I, for one, savoured his warmth and
smoothness and an extremely hard erection. This boy was very seriously hot,
he half turned and I felt his heated shaft and his already slippery knob
slide against my leg. In the gloom I saw Pete move up against our American
visitor and I knew what he was doing, I was a mind reader.

Pete moaned with satisfaction and I guessed that his erection was between
Corey's smooth buttocks having a dry run.

'You wanna put something on it,' Corey giggled and pushed his bottom at
Peter. I kissed him to shut him up and gently massaged his hot
spike. 'Hands like a girl,' Corey sniggered.

'How do you know, slut?' I munched at his slender neck and dropped my head
onto his smooth chest.

He didn't reply I heard him groan and he muttered to Peter to oil him
properly, this kid wasn't into time wasting but then again neither were I
or Peter. I kissed down his flat belly and swallowed his twitching glans
around the same time I heard him give a gasp and a grunt. I reckoned Peter
had holed in one.

'Aaaaah, Peter,' Cory pushed his bottom back onto Peter's slow thrusts and
held my head as he gently fucked my mouth and I slipped and slid my tongue
around his oozing knob. 'Yeah, go on, Joe,' he thrust into my mouth and
pushed his bottom back onto Peter with all the sounds and signs of
satisfaction. I hoped that he wasn't going to get nervous and cut and run,
I wanted him too and I wanted to take him on my Peter's cum, nice and
slippery and nicely used.

'Go doggy,' Peter urged and pulled Cory up, I lay flat on the bed and let
Corey crouch above me and fuck downwards into my mouth as Peter fucked
him. He handled my own hardness but I didn't want an instant splurt, I
wanted to fuck his sweet little arse.

'Aaah, aaah,' Corey was moaning and groaning as I saw the vague shape of
Peter ramming into his bottom and suddenly my mouth was full of Corey
juice. He seem to squirt like a hose, I gagged and choked on his massive
cum and felt it run down my jaw and onto my neck. Dunno what he ate or
drank but he did do big cums, I tasted the tart slime and swallowed his
sweet cum and then ran my hand down his still hard shaft extracting the
final trickles of his thick creamy goo.

'Yes, yes, yes,' Peter whispered in a chant as he must have climaxed in
Corey's sweet bottom.

'Whooo,' Corey slipped sideways onto the bed with Peter still inside his
body and still slowly fucking into what must have been a cum slicked
tunnel. 'Jeez, that was something else,' I saw his eyes shine and his teeth
gleam in the gloom. 'Ouch,' he pulled a face as Peter must have slid free.

'I'm shagged,' Peter whispered.

'Not yet.' Both Corey and I spoke at the same time. Mutual giggles and back
to a three way grope.

There wan't too much conversation, it was all slurping and nonsense mumbles
we all knew what we wanted and I knew my Peter. Sure enough after a while
when we'd had a little rest and were handling each other's reawakened
hardons Peter crouched on the bed, dead centre.

'Cone on, Cory. Your turn.'

I watched as Corey knelt behind Peter and moved in. A few sweaty seconds
later and they were joined and Corey was on his way, the sound of gasps and
sweaty thwacks filled the room as Cory lunged and plunged into my fair
haired partner. It was the moment I'd been waiting for, I got up and knelt
between Cory's parted legs and held his moving hips. 'Hold still, kiddo.'

'Is this the sandwich bit?' Corey leant over Peter's crouched body
presenting his gently rounded bottom barely visible in the glow of the
streetlights from outside the hotel.

'This is it,' I slid my aching cock between his cheeks and located his cum
slick pucker and slolwy parted his ring.

'Jeez,' he moaned and pushed back, as he did so Peter pushed up and we had
rythm. I think it was a miracle none of us had a heart attack, I rammed and
thrust into Corey's sof bottom and slippery tunnel and Corey continued to
plunder my Peter's sweet arse. This one took much longer, the bed was
soaked with sweat by the time I came into Corey and he did the same in
Peter. At the end of it we separated and lay there gasping and panting like
a trio of geriatric sex maniacs.

I think later in the night Corey decided that he wanted to fuck me but the
poor muppet just hadn't got it in him. Even sexual athletes have to run out
of steam now and then. Just a bit miffed he departed to his own room in the
early hours leaving myself and Peter alone at last. We had promised to meet
in the morning and I had promised him my prime asset, let's face it we'd
had our fun and I just wanted my Peter on my own, it was around four
o'clcock in the morning after all.

'I's getting chilly,' Peter cuddled upto me and pulled the damp bedding
over us both.

'Mmmmm,' I sniggled up and held his slender body tightly smelling and
feeling the tackiness of spilt cum and sweat. 'We's like a pair of grotty
oinkers.'

'Pigs in a poke,' Peter agreed with his little giggle. 'We should have a
shower really.'

'Can't be bothered,' I mumbled and mouthed under his jaw. 'Let's stay
skanky,' my hands slid down his back and I clasped his cute bubble butt.

'Love you, Joe, you randy sod,' Peter wriggled against me, he must have
felt my penis beginning to fill out. 'I've got to evacuate.'

'Go on then,' I knew what he was on about and I certainly didn't want to be
an observer. 'Wash your dick as well.'

I huddled in the bed as I heard him in the bathroom, it certainly was
getting colder and I knew just the way to get warmed up, in fact, for both
of us to get warmed up. As soon as he slipped back into the bed I was out
of it and took my turn in the small bathroom. I crept back in and I don't
think he heard me until I knelt on the bed and kissed his forehead. With a
bit of a struggle I got under the bedding and knelt between his legs as he
lay flat in the centre of the bed.

'You are a sex maniac,' he protested as I kissed his belly dead centre and
handled his boy cock which was showing signs of life.

'I wanna make love to you. my Petey.' I whispered and slipping my hands
under his thin legs hoisted them up and moved in letting his legs drop onto
my shoulders.

'Yeah?' He sniggered and held my hips as I shuffled in and bent at the
waist to kiss him fully on the lips.

'Yeah.' I positioned my now fully hard erection at his pucker and gently
pushed. He sighed his satisfaction into my mouth as I parted his sweet ring
and entered his hot, tight tunnel. In spite of the day's ravishments he
clamped on me and groaned as I began to slowly move to and fro,.

'You're the best, Joe boy.' Music to my ears. I guess all teenies like a
bit of flattery. I fucked him sweetly and gently and savoured every motion
and every hot movement. I went faster at the end naturally enough and when
I came I suppose it was modest but the pleasure was doubled. I felt his
smaller cock jerk as I came and his hot splashes on my belly. A perfect
lovemaking, two happy bunnies both joined by hard flesh and warm sticky
cum.

Eventually we parted and lay tiredly and lazily stroking each other as the
dawn's light began to lighten the room and welcome us to another day.

'Jeez, the cleaners or whatever are going to go ballistic at the bedding.'
he gave a worried frown as we lay amidst the mess deciding whether to get
up or not.

'I expect they're used to it,' I grinned and held him close. 'We need to
sneak away and catch up on some sleep today.'

'Yeah... sleep,' he mocked. 'You've got a one track mind, Joey.'

'Nah, I mean it,' I protested. 'Dump the others and find somewhere to
hide.'

'Alright,' he suddenly grinned. 'We'll come up here and lock ourselves in.'

'Assuming the 'rents have other things to do,' I reminded him.

'We'll work it out, loverboi,' I slipped his legs from the bed. 'I wonder
if the sauna's flashed up yet.'

'Only one way to find out, kiddo,' I grabbed my bathrobe and stood looking
out of the window. The sun had risen and was gaining in power, the place
was deserted and the hotel seemed quiet. We could go down the sauna and do
soapy things and God willing we could be alone for an hour at least. We
needed to talk about the remainder of the holiday, how we were going to get
on after the holiday and many other things.

We never did get that morning's talk in, we were exploring the sauna when a
grinning Cosi and Kenny looking a little like a slightly shagged lark
arrived on the scene and it was down to comparing notes. Peter, Cosi and
myself in a whisper and good ol' Kenny at the top of his voice. By the way
Kenny is the only person who uses a sauna with a baseball cap on, odd kid
or what. Some things never change.

It was the holiday that made us, Peter and I remained good friends and good
lovers. I always thought our parents suspected but they never said
anything, perhaps they're waiting for us to bring up the subject. We stayed
in touch with Cosi and obviously Kenny. We got a garbled story of how Cosi
met up with Paul, Kenny's ex and and gave him the bum's rush as our Corey
would say.

As for Corey he's back Stateside with his people and we keep in EMail
touch, we have a standing invite to visit but I don't know if we ever
will. Kenny and Cosi are coming down from London this weekend and it's my
turn with Cosi and Peter's with Kenny. I do like a bit of free love, don't
you.

That's it for now guys. Presumably, we're all going to live happily ever
after.



						THE END
						 (I think)


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