Date: Wed, 31 Oct 2018 12:03:35 -0700 From: Ian Bridger Subject: The Boy From Sweden Chapter 14 Readers Warning; The following story contains elements of sexual play between young boys. If the subject matter offends you, or is not to your taste, or if you are a minor under the age of eighteen; then you should not read any further. Open minds are welcome, ignorance is not. Story Written and Posted by About A Boy *This story centers around two Swedish boys Bo and Jan, who are twelve and thirteen respectively; and their friend, a boy from America, Erik who is seventeen. In the last Chapter; Erik was recovering in the hospital, where he was visited by his friends, Bo and Jan. He had escaped major injuries for the most part, but had to remain under observation for another day, due to the concussion he had sustained. The boys had left him, with some 'playful' pictures on his iPhone, and Erik decided to 'relieve' his longings, so to speak. Now, time is growing short, before Erik's summer visit inevitably comes to an end... We pick up with the last few paragraphs of the previous chapter. The Boy From Sweden Chapter Fourteen / The Finale * Looking again at the erotic pic of Bo, and feeling himself start to grow stiff, he decided he couldn't hold off any longer. He slid gingerly out of the hospital bed, and walked into the little bathroom there, closing the door behind him. Erik slipped out of his hospital gown and sat back on the toilet. Holding the iPhone picture in one hand, and his own longing tool in the other. He began to play, briskly stroking his aching boy pickle. Several minutes later, even though his ribs were starting to complain, he grunted out a long, low moan; and shot his youthful load into the toilet. He bent over slightly, feeling relieved, and panting to regain his breath. Outside, in his room, the large black nurse finished straitening his bed. She glanced at the bathroom door and shook her head. "Mmm, mm, mm..."She mumbled to herself. "Boys just can't keep they hands off themselves..." With her crooked grin, and a shake of her head, she smiled and left his room.. * Back at the Hansson's farm, everyone had just returned home from their afternoon visit to the hospital. Spirits were much higher, now that they were certain Erik was going to be ok. In fact, they would head back to Örebro University Hospital in the morning to bring him home. Bo's attitude had changed from being totally distressed, to the happy smiling boy that he usually was. It was agreed that Jan would spend the night; that way, the boys could help Mårten in the morning with the farm chores. Erik wouldn't be up to that for several days, and the boys willingly offered to fill in for him. Besides, spending the night might afford some other opportunities to have a little boy play between themselves. They had decided that they would sleep out in the barn, up in the loft in Bo's not so secret hiding place. After all, what's the point in having a 'secret' place, if you don't do secret things there. For now though, it was only around three in the afternoon, and being Saturday, the boys thought it might be cool if they could go downtown and see a movie. Mårten however, was gone for a few hours picking up a few things for the farm, so the boys called Jan's mom to see if she would drive them. She agreed, but... It was with the stipulation that they had to take Jan's younger brother along with them. Jan whined about that for a bit, but his mother wouldn't budge, so they finally agreed to let him tag along, "Under Protest." Jan had said. Half an hour later Jan's mother pulled into the driveway with Mikael sitting in the back seat wearing a shit eating grin on his face. Bo and Jan crawled into the car and slid onto the seat alongside him. Mikael smiled like the Cheshire Cat at them, and Jan just shook his head; little brother had gotten his way, again... His mother dropped them at the Filmstaden Örebro theater, and told them she would pick them up after their movie. Since the boys had over half an hour to kill before it started, and since the theater was only about two blocks from the bike shop. they all headed over there to waste a little time. Looking around, they saw their cycling coach and owner of the bike shop, Greger. They talked with him for a bit, and Greger told them he had heard about the accident. He'd been very concerned about them, and was very glad that the boys and Erik were all okay. He reminded them again, to keep practicing, since the Road Race in Stockholm was only two weeks out. As they talked, several other boys strolled into the bike shop, including their friend Kinney, who was with a couple of older boys. "Hey Kinney." Bo greeted him. "Åh, hej killar." (Oh hey guys.) He beamed and walked over to them. He noticed Mikael standing with them, and he grinned sheepishly. "Hi Mikael, what's up?" He said, a little shyly, as he thought back to last week, and the 'messing around' they had done in his bedroom. "Hi Kinney. We're goin' to the movie." Mikael informed him, with a smile. "Yeah? Me too. We're going to the four forty showing, I'm here with my older brother and his friend." "That's the movie we're going to. Wanna' sit with us?" "Uh, yeah I guess." Kinney said, "My brother's ticked anyway, cause mom made him take me along with them." "Same here." Mikael laughed, as he glanced over at Jan. "So sit with us ok?" "Alright, see ya in there then." Kinney smiled and walked back over toward his brother. The boys poked around for a few more minutes, looking at, and drooling over the new Specialized Bikes and riding gear that was on display, and then they made their way back to the theater where they bought some drinks and popcorn. They headed inside to find some seats, the theater wasn't very crowded, but Mikael saved a seat for Kinney anyway. A few minutes later Kinney and the two other boys came in and Mikael waved to get his attention. The two older boys continued up toward the back to find seats, but Kinney slid into the aisle, and plopped down next to Mikael and the other boys. They all chattered amongst themselves, including recounting their story about the accident to Kinney. His facial expressions showed he was very concerned about Erik. After all, it was Erik who had been so nice to him, and had finally given him the courage to swim and be naked with the other boys that day at Jan's house. When the previews started, the boys settled in to watch, and Mikael shared his popcorn and some private whispers with Kinney. The boys giggled a bit, and then as the lights dimmed completely for the movie, they raised the armrest of the seat between them. The boys all watched quietly for awhile really getting into the action adventure film, but about halfway through something caught Bo's attention, and he glanced to his left in the darkened theater. He watched for a moment until he was sure, and then smiling he elbowed Jan, sitting on his right. Jan looked at him, and he leaned over and whispered into Jan's ear; then pointed to their right. Both boys peeked over to the next seats where Mikael and Kinney were sitting. Though the boys were holding a large bucket of popcorn over their laps to try and hide it, you could still see that the two younger boys were busy feeling each other up, underneath the bucket. A huge grin crossed Jan's face, and both he and Bo giggled quietly to themselves before returning their attention to the movie. But a few minutes later Jan leaned in close to Bo and whispered something to him. "Hey..." he breathed quietly into his ear. "Wanna' mess around tonight when we go to bed?" Bo grinned at him in the darkness. "You kidding," he whispered back, "My dick's so hard right now it hurts..." Bo smiled. A moment later, Jan discretely reached over and playfully gave Bo's pecker a little squeeze. He was right, it was hard as a rock... When the movie finished the boys all went outside into the warm early evening air. Kinney said goodbye to everyone, and with a significant smile at Mikael, he went off to join his brother. "Well... Someone had fun, huh!" Jan smiled slyly, as he elbowed his little brother. Mikael looked up at him and blushed slightly. Much to Mikael's surprise however, his brother didn't tease him, instead he wrapped an arm around his shoulders and gave him a friendly little hug. "Thanks bro..." Mikael said, looking up admiringly at his older brother. The boys started across the street and Jan playfully pinched his younger brothers bum. "Hey..." Mikael squeaked.... But he grinned happily, feeling more connected to his big bro. They called Jan's mom to come pick them up, and while they waited Bo bought them all an ice-cream treat at one of the little shops along the street. It was only a short time later their mom showed up, and the boy's slid into the backseat of the car again, for the quick ride home. The three boys chatted about the movie, and other nonsensical boy things during the ride home, and when the car pulled in at Bo's grandparents house, Bo opened the car door. Just before hopping out though, he reached over and surprised Mikael by secretly giving his young boy bits a playful squeeze. With a wink and a smile, Bo jumped out of the car and closed the door behind him. Mikael sat there looking out the window with a silly, 'I'll get you later' grin on his face... Jan grabbed up his backpack, that he had asked his mom to bring along. He leaned over the front seat, and gave his mom a quick peck on the cheek, then turned, and to his mother's surprise, he gave his brother a nice little hug before sliding out of the car. They waved to each other, as she carefully backed the car out the driveway. The boys went inside and washed up for dinner. Anneli had dished them up, and they all sat down for a nice leisurely meal together, and then after helping with the clean up, Bo telephoned Erik on his cell phone and they talked for nearly twenty minutes. "So, did you see the picture Jan and I left you on your cell phone?" Bo asked quietly. "Uhh, you could say that." Erik laughed. "And uh... Then I looked at that other picture of you as well... Well, let's just say, to make myself feel better..." "Ohhh..... You're nasty." Bo laughed, and not surprisingly he felt a little tightening in his own groin area. "I can't wait till you come home tomorrow." Bo said. "I know, me too. I... I miss you, ya know." Erik said sincerely. Bo smiled, and they talked a few more minutes. Finally, he mentioned that someone else wanted to talk to him, and he handed the phone over Jan. Erik and Jan talked for another five minutes as well, just boy stuff, and when the conversation ended, all the boys were feeling pretty good. Everyone was more than happy that Erik would be home soon. The boys played a board game with Mårten and Anneli for an hour, and then decided that they would get ready for bed. Going back into Bo's bedroom, they both changed into pajamas bottoms, sans underwear, and walked out through the living room saying their goodnights as they wandered out to the barn where they were sleeping in the loft for the night. They climbed up the rungs and closing the little trap door, they spread themselves out on top of the sleeping bags. There was a little night light that they switched on, and Jan pulled the iPad out of his backpack. The boys casually started searching for 'good' stuff to look at, and eventually found a few 'naughty' sites to keep them interested for awhile. Lying on their backs, side by side they pulled several pillows up beneath their heads and shoulders to get comfortable as they looked excitedly at some of the pictures they had found. As they gazed at the pictures, it wasn't long till their bare feet were rubbing softly against one another. The boys finally brought up the Nifty web site again, and searched out the 'Just Like Scott' story that they had been reading. Starting a new chapter, they read along till they reached a scene where the boys in the story were skinny dipping up at a rock quarry. Well, not only skinny dipping, but playing sex games as well. Bo glanced at Jan, and then looked down to see the prominent bulge in his pajama bottoms. Playfully, he reached down and 'twanged' the stiff boy bump with his fingers. "Hey..." Jan giggled, as Bo did it to him again. Jan lowered the iPad and looked down at Bo's pajama clad nether regions. With a sly grin he reached out and playfully swatted at the firm lump of Bo's pajama clad parcel. The boys giggled, and soon were engaged in an impish wrestling match, the apparent purpose of which was to grope the other into submission. After several long minutes, and after conceding the match as a tie, the boys rested quietly against one another, their heads touching softly. Their warm breaths played on each others cheeks, and slowly fueled their youthful arousal. They chanced to look in each other's eyes, and they held that unspoken gaze for a long while. These were best friends. They had been so since they were six years old, and now they were old enough to understand, and truly value their close, and loyal friendship. They smiled softly at one another. The close call with Erik had scared them both, and made them understand how fragile relationships can be. And now, the boys felt even closer than ever. Jan rolled over partially on top of Bo then, his stiff young boy prong pressed urgently into the other boy's hip, as they continued to stare at each other. Sharing this intimate contact, Bo lifted his head and innocently touched his lips to Jan's. Things escalated quickly and the two horny pubescent boys began to suck playfully on each others lips and tongues. Jan reached down to slip his hand under the waistband of Bo's pajama bottoms, cradling what he found there. "Mmm..." Bo moaned softly into the other boy's mouth. He rested his head back, as he enjoyed the gentle squeezing, and the warmth of Jan's exploring fingers as they peeled back the hood of his foreskin, locking it in place under the ridge of his glans. Jan pulled away then, and reaching up, he tugged his own pajama top off over his head. Bo quickly joined him, stripping off his pajama top at the same time, exposing the tan skin of his firm torso. Jan spun himself around into a makeshift '69' position, so that his face was at Bo's groin. Grinning mischievously, he put his mouth over the pajama covered bulge and wetly sucked at it. Bo giggled with delight, and sighed contentedly as Jan traced the hidden shape with his lips and tongue. Finally, Jan pulled open the pajama's fly, and maneuvered Bo's rigid boypole out through the opening. Holding it at the base, he playfully licked at it from all sides, as if it were a melting ice cream treat. The erotic tongue bath caused Bo to shiver, and sigh deeply at the pleasant tongue lashing. "Åh, det är häftigt... Fantastisk..." (Oh, that is awesome... Fantastic...) Bo writhed as his pubescent boner leaked a drop of liquid ambrosia. Jan wasted no time in sucking it from Bo's shiny purple tip. The twelve-year-old's tummy drew tightly inward with the glorious feelings as Jan's lips wrapped teasingly around his length. Bo reached down and grabbing Jan's pajama bottoms, he pulled them down over his rear end, leaving them bunched at his knees. Bo looked up to see Jan's dick firmly entrenched above his face, and leaning in he gobbled it into his mouth. He gave as good as he got, as both boys fervently worked to drain the other of his life giving boy fluids. Grunting, and groaning, the boys rolled into several other positions as they worked each other toward climax. Even in this moment of pleasure, Bo thought of Erik. He thought back to that wonderful first experience when Erik had given him his very first, and the most erotic blowjob of his young life. (Chapter Seven) Erik was everything to him. His friend, his mentor, his love... The thought of Erik, and the memories of that wonderful experience sent him over the edge. His penis swelled, his boyish testicles clung to him as his hot honey like ejaculate coursed through him and squirted in grand fashion into Jan's sucking mouth. "Uhhhhhhh, Uhhh, uhhhhhhh...." he all but screamed around Jan's tumescent tube. The sticky ejaculate that filled Jan's mouth, also set him off. And as he swallowed his friend's sticky load, his own boy sauce erupted from his balls and spewed into Bo's suckling mouth. They continue to suck each other to the point of collapse, and finally they did just that. The two boys nestled together as Jan had spun around to lay side by side with his best friend. Bo shuddered a bit when Jan's thigh brushed softly against his still sensitive member, which still throbbed, and remained erect. They kissed briefly, in silent gratitude. After a few long minutes Jan stood up for a moment, reaching to grab a container of cold bottled water that they had brought up with them. He opened it, and guzzled half of it down to quench his thirst, then handed the rest to Bo, who sucked the rest of it down. They looked at each other and smiled. Still lying on the floor atop the sleeping bags, Bo shimmied out of his pajama bottoms, kicking them off into the corner. Jan smiled, and stepped the rest of the way out of his, and naked, he lay down alongside his friend. They snuggled together atop one of the sleeping bags as they fell asleep. It was a peaceful slumber, and the next morning the boys woke to the sounds of Mårten getting work started somewhere out in the fields. Bo sat up, putting his arms behind him to prop himself up. He gazed out of the loft window, quietly perusing the sights below as he reached up to push his disheveled blond hair out of his face. He yawned then, and glanced over at Jan, who was still lying face down on the sleeping bag beside him. He looked at the soft tanned skin of his friends back, and his eyes trailed down to the smooth rounded modules of Jan's butt cheeks. "Time to get up..." Bo said quietly. Jan mumbled something, but his only movement then was to turn his head so it faced the other way. Getting to his feet, Bo stretched and yawned again, his naked boyhood sticking strait out in front of him. He gave it a brief squeeze, and tugged his foreskin forward a bit, as if to loosen it from the sticky grip of the night before. "Come on, get up." He repeated, and standing over his friend he put his bare foot on Jan's warm butt cheeks and began wiggling it like a large vibrator. "Uhhhh... Ohh..." Jan sighed. "That feels so good." He raised his hips against it, pleading for more. Bo only smiled, and he playfully wiggled his toes down into Jan's crease. "Eww... Mmm... That's even better." Jan moaned with a mischievous smile. "Want more?" Bo asked. "Yes, please..." Came the quiet response. Bo only grinned, and stooping over he abruptly slapped his palm hard onto Jan's right butt cheek. "Yeooowwww..!" Jan screamed out as his cheek stung. Laughing, Bo ran for the trapdoor, and began climbing down from the loft as Jan sprung up to chase him. Bo reached the ground, and still laughing he headed for the bedroom that Erik uses. He bolted through the door, with Jan right at his heels. Still quite naked, they danced around in a game of keep away for a few seconds, before Jan tackled Bo onto the soft bed. They squirmed around, tousling playfully until Jan gained an advantage and spanked Bo's butt in playful retaliation. With both boys panting and chuckling, they headed into the little bathroom there to take a much needed morning piss, and a quick wakeup shower. When they had dried and dressed, the boys headed out to the field to help Mårten take care of the morning chores. It really wasn't all that tough, just time consuming. When everything was finally finished, they all headed back to the house to clean up and get some breakfast. Bo was getting increasingly excited, because when they were done, it would be time to load into the SUV to go into town to get Erik. He couldn't wait. When they arrived at the hospital, Erik was very happy to see everyone, and was more than ready to be on his way. They took care of all the discharge paperwork, and Erik gathered his things. With a grin, he said goodbye to the large nurse who had run his floor; and with the technical stuff out of the way, they loaded up and headed toward home. They stopped as Jan's house to drop him off. And before he got out of the SUV, he gave Erik a long and emotional hug. "Thanks..." Jan whispered into his ear. "I'll be over tomorrow to help with the farm chores, and maybe go on a bike training ride with Bo. Erik was touched, that Jan was wanting to help cover for him with the chores. When they got back to the Hansson's farm, Bo hovered over Erik, wanting to wait on him hand and foot. 'Let me get you a pillow', 'Here, sit down over here', 'Let me get you something to drink'... It was both touching, and rather amusing to Erik, Mårten and Anneli. "Bo, I'm fine... Really. I'm just sore is all. If you really want to do something, then sit down with me and relax." Erik pleaded. Bo realized he was acting like a little mother hen, and with a timid smile he settled onto the couch snuggling alongside Erik to watch tv. In the afternoon, Mårten and Anneli decided to head in to town and do their grocery shopping, leaving the boys to their own devices. When they had gone, Bo quickly sidled up to Erik on the couch, gently leaned against him. "Geeze I missed you so much." Bo said quietly. Erik put his arm around the boy, and gently stroked his fingers through the young Swedes soft blond hair. "Me too." He said softly. They looked tenderly at one another, and without another word Bo leaned in to offer a nice, long kiss. "Boy I missed that..." Erik whispered. They smiled, and came together again. This time Bo's tongue pushed forward, slipping wetly between Erik's lips, bonding them. After an extended make out session, Bo went into the kitchen and returned with several glasses of lemonade for the two of them. He stripped off both his and Erik's shoes and socks, and then nestled in comfortably alongside his older friend where they cuddled and watched some more tv until Mårten and Anneli finally came home. That evening, Anneli cooked up a wonderful 'welcome home' dinner; the first non hospital food that Erik had in the last few days. It was so deliciously good, and he appreciated all of her efforts, right down to the warm brownies they shared for dessert. They all hung out for awhile after dinner, and later Erik figured he should head out to his room for the night. Anneli stopped him though, suggesting that he should stay in main the house tonight, just in case he needed anything. Bo quickly offered his bed, saying that he would sleep on the floor; and that way he would be right there to take care of Erik if he needed anything. Done and done... Erik and Bo washed up, said their goodnights and headed back into Bo's bedroom. Anneli had already laid out the sleeping bag, pillow and a down comforter for Bo. Closing the door, Bo did something he rarely did; he locked the door behind him. The boys stripped down to their undershorts for bed, and Bo couldn't help but look again at the nasty bruise still running down the length of Erik's side. Very tenderly he slid his fingers up and down it, with an unsettled look of worry over his smooth boyish features. "Oh, Erik..." He said quietly. "It looks ugly I know. But honestly Bo, it doesn't really hurt. He looked at the beautiful boy standing in front of him, and he placed his hands on the boy's soft shoulders. "God you look so perfect..." He voiced quietly. Bo blushed a little at the compliment. Erik stepped into him, hugging the boy and wresting his cheek on Bo's head, their bodies pressed lovingly together. Bo wrapped his arms gently around Erik's waist and he sighed contentedly at the warmth that radiated through him. They stood that way for several minutes, swaying gently in each others arms, neither of them wishing to disturb the moment. When finally they moved apart, Erik slipped out of his underwear, and then turned down the covers on the bed. He sat on the edge of it, and turned back to look at Bo, who had just slipped off his red cotton briefs. He stood there naked, and in Erik's eyes, he was stunning. Michelangelo's statue of David most certainly would pale in comparison. Bo smiled and stepped forward in front of Erik, his soft boy part hanging limply over his smooth round testicles. Erik, still sitting on the bed, placed his hands on the boys warm hips, and pulling him gently forward, he softly kissed the silky skin of Bo's flat belly. He breathed in the scent of the boy's flaccid package, and then tenderly kissed it. Not in a sexual way, but simply to admire the perfect picture of boyhood in front of his eyes. Erik slid himself in under the bed covers then, and Bo crawled in with him. They snuggled closely together face to face, gently holding one another. Neither boy sprung and erection, their soft warm genitals only melded together blissfully as they lay this way for the longest time before happily drifting off to sleep. Morning found them in much the same way. Bo had turned over in the night, and was now spooned snuggly into Erik's body, clutching the strong arm that was draped over him, holding him lovingly. The boys woke, one at a time. Bo first, and he twisted his body just a bit, so that he could look at Erik. Gently he placed his hand on Erik's defined chest, and he moved his fingers in abstract patterns. The seventeen year old's muscles were firm beneath his soft pliant skin, and Bo loved the silky steel feel of it. His forefinger found Erik's nipple, and ever so gently he rubbed his finger in tiny circles around it. Erik stirred just a bit. "Mmm, morning..." Erik whispered. "Hi." Bo breathed softly back. "Whatcha' doing?" Erik whispered as Bo continued his gentle motions. "Nothin... I was just gonna honk the horn..." Bo said. But Erik was wise to him this time. He reached out and squeezed Bo's nose twice. "Honk, honk..." Erik grinned, and Bo giggled back at him. They lay there for a few more minutes, simply enjoying the gentle contact. Finally Bo smiled, and he scootched himself down under the covers, till his face was in front of Erik's naked boy parts. He reached out with his fingers and lifted Erik's soft appendage to his lips, where he kissed tenderly on its tip; then pressed his nose into the soft warmth of his scrotum, and nuzzled around it a bit. "Mmmm...." Erik breathed softly above him. Bo took the spongy soft flesh into his mouth and suckled at it. It felt interesting this way, soft and squishy. Slipping it in and out over his warm lips, he could feel it slowly begin to stiffen. Erik's tool swelled and became nicely erect, in his mouth. "Mmm..." Erik sighed again. Bo pulled him out, then lightly nibbled at the small little bunch of skin underneath, where his circumcision culminated. Erik tensed pleasurably under the erotic tickling. The young Swede lowered his face into Erik's loose sac again, licking fondly. The boy's warm wet breaths felt awesome, and Erik squeezed his eyes shut at the intense stimulation. The boy continued rubbing his lips up and down the underside of Erik's length until it twitched on it's own under the sensual assault. Bo slipped down over his glans then, rolling his taught lips wetly over, and over, and over it again, his tongue digging at the reddened slit. "Uhh, fuckingaaa...." Erik breathed. Squeezing Erik's shaft with his fingers, he milked several sweet sticky drops to the surface, and he delighted in them as he savored the syrupy amber droplets. Wanting to please Erik, Bo went to work, and for several joyous minutes he bobbed rhythmically, purposefully on the warm meaty boytube filling his mouth. Erik's hips fidgeted as his insides began to spark with feeling. Bo swallowed his length, then drew back, only to swallow him again. In his fingers he could feel Erik's nuts draw tight. "Uhhhhhshiiiiiii...." Erik breathed. Bo pulled back leaving just the swollen head in his mouth, wanting to taste the full extent of the boy cream as it erupted. With his hand below his mouth, he continued to masturbate Erik's spit lubricated shaft until he came... Erik streamed his warm boy jelly into Bo's mouth. It washed over the boy's tongue in pulse after wonderful pulse, until there was nothing left in the meaty shaft. Erik shuddered in aftershock when Bo slowly, very slowly pulled him out of his mouth. Swallowing the last of it, and licking his lips, Bo resurfaced from under the bed covers. He looked up into Erik's face and smiled. He could see the satiated expression on his face, and he knew that he had brought intense pleasure to his friend. Erik wrapped his arms warmly around Bo. "Whoa...." He breathed. "That was better than being hit by a car, any day..." Bo gave him a strained look, and then smiled. Reaching back under the covers, he took hold of Erik's softening tool, squeezing it twice. "Honk, honk..." He grinned, and Erik burst out laughing. The boys got up, and dressed. Jan showed up on his bicycle shortly thereafter, and the two younger boys went out to help Mårten with the morning farm chores. Erik felt totally guilty at not being able to help, so he told Anneli he wanted to at least make breakfast for everyone. He began cooking up his dad's camping breakfast goulash. Fried diced potatoes, cooked up in olive oil with onion, mounds of diced bacon, cheese and eggs. He seasoned everything until he was satisfied, and when he noticed Mårten and the boys coming in from the field, he started the toast. When everyone had washed up, Erik began dishing everyone a plate, and sat them at the table. The kitchen smelled really good, and the hungry boys dove into the tasty breakfast mix. "Mmm, Erik... That's awesome." Jan responded with his mouth full. "Ya, detta är så bra." (Yeah, this is so good.) Bo agreed, as he shoveled in another mouthful. Mårten nodded in agreement, looked at his wife and pointed to the plate of food. "Mmmm..." He offered. Everyone seemed to enjoy it, and soon the large pan was empty. Erik felt a little better, at being able to help in that way at least. He cleared the table, and insisted on cleaning everything up himself. An hour later, the boys had changed and they headed off on a long, road bike training ride. Erik had to stay home of course, but he filled his time on the computer doing his own research. And that's pretty much of how all of the next week passed. Erik was feeling better every day, and after three more days he joined everyone out in the field, helping with the chores. He had to be careful, not to strain his cracked ribs. He couldn't lift much, but all in all he felt really good, and using the three wheeler, he hauled things back and forth from the fields. After three days, he began joining the boys on their daily training rides again; though his ribs ached a bit after the extended heavy breathing. Erik's 'body' bruise was slowly fading away and he was almost beginning to feel normal again. He and Bo would go out for long walks in the evening, just talking and sharing time together. On that following Saturday, Jan's parents had invited everyone over to their house for a swim party and bar-b-que. There were even a few boys, including Kinney and Stefan from the cycling team there as well. In truth, it turned out to be a surprise party for Erik. Jan's parents wanted to show their love, and feelings for the American boy, who had selflessly risked his own well being for Jan and Bo's safety. Erik was thoroughly embarrassed by the attention, and he was incredibly humbled by everyone's genuine feelings toward him. At one point, Jan's father (Peter), asked Erik to join him in the house. They went inside and back into Peter's study. "Have a seat." Peter offered. Erik smiled curiously, and he settled back. Peter glanced at him and smiled. "So, you'll be leaving us here, in about a week." He began. "Oh. Uh yeah. I'd almost forgotten." Erik replied thoughtfully. He had put it out of his mind, not wanting to think about having to go back home. "I imagine you're anxious to get back then?" Peter remarked, though it sounded more like a question. "Well... Yeah, I guess. I mean, I miss my family and friends. And school starts again before too long, so..." Erik trailed off, and Peter looked at him. "So what are your plans for the future? If you don't mind my asking." Peter finished. "Well, first I have to graduate high school, of course. And then I'll be looking into one of the colleges there. I haven't really dialed that in yet." He said, and Peter nodded at him. "Erik, I'd like you to consider another option if you would. First of course, you need to finish your high school. I understand you're a pretty good student!" "Uh, yes sir." Erik replied, a little confused now. He wondered how Jan's father would have known that. Peter smiled, noticing the wonderment on Erik's face. He chuckled slightly. "I've talked with your parents." Peter confessed. "You know," he continued, "I'm an executive officer with Cisco Systems. Our niche is Global Communications. Erik, I'd like you to consider doing an internship with us." Erik's eyes showed his surprise. "I'm sorry, what..?" Erik tried to clarify. Peter chuckled again. "You have plenty of time to think about this Erik. But if you are interested, we can make some things happen. Like you said, you need to finish high school first, but then we could get you in at University, here in Sweden, and we can swing an internship program." Erik sat there, a bit dazed as he tried to process. "Why would you... I mean, why me?" Erik stuttered. Peter stood in front of him, and looked him in the eye. "Erik, why not you? I judge people, as someone famous once said; by the content of their character. Selflessness, is a fundamental earmark of that character. You likely saved my sons life, or at the very least prevented severe, life threatening injury." His eyes began to well up a little. "My kids adore you, Erik. And I have the utmost respect for your character. And that, son, is why." Erik stood, and Peter shook his hand, holding it firmly for a moment. "You have plenty of time Erik, we'll stay in touch. Now, let's get back out to your party shall we!" Peter put his arm around Erik's shoulders and they walked back out through the kitchen to the pool deck. The boys were all swimming, and splashing about in the pool. Erik stood in the warmth of the afternoon sun, still a bit bewildered by Peter's offer. He turned to watch Bo, who was running and laughing as he leaped into the pool, nearly on top of Jan. He looked so young. So innocent, and so incredibly sweet. Erik smiled to himself as he thought about their friendship. How in the world had he fallen in love with this younger Swedish boy. He thought back again to their first meeting. The magic that he had felt when he had first laid eyes on the boy. The nervous excitement, the rush of adrenalin that he felt whenever he stood back and simply watched the blond haired wonder. He thought about those glorious sparkling pools of blue, that were Bo's eyes. Erik sighed. His heart locked in a struggle with his conscience. No one would ever understand his love for this twelve year old boy. No one possibly could. A line from a song came to his mind. "I'm fifteen for a moment, caught in-between ten and twenty, and I'm just dreamin', counting the ways to where you are." He sighed again, and was startled back to the present when an arm wrapped around his shoulder. He glanced over to see that it was Mårten who was standing beside him, with a beer in his hand, gazing at the pool. Mårten tuned his head and looked Erik in the eyes, then gave him a gentle smile. "You know..." He said quietly, "It's not a persons age that really matters. It's what you feel, in your heart..." He tapped his finger gently on Erik's chest. "I'm just saying..." With a warm smile, Mårten turned and walked back over to be with his wife. Erik's eyes followed him, and he smiled as he looked at the old Swedish farmer. A small hand suddenly filled his own then, and he glanced over to see young Mikael, pulling him toward the pool. "Come on Erik. Come swim with us." Mikael urged, and with a grin he tugged off his shirt, and hopped into the pool with the other boys. The party went on for several more hours. There was all kinds of food, bar-b-qued meats, drinks and even music as the boys, and adults alike swam, laughed and enjoyed the rest of the afternoon. For some unexplianed reason, little Mikael and Kinney disappeared for a little while... When they came back, no one seemed to notice that they were each wearing each other's swim suits... Rather curious... As evening fell, people began to filter off, heading for home, including Anneli and Mårten. Jan's mom offered to drop the boys off later, when they were ready to leave; so the boys all hung out for awhile longer, just talking quietly together and eventually managing to spend a little 'private' time in the sauna... Days rolled past. The following week was marching by far too quickly. Each morning, Bo and Jan helped out on farm. Even though Erik was pretty much up to full steam. The truth is, the boys were rather enjoying being a part of it, and for Bo, certainly he wanted to spend as much time with Erik as he possibly could. Erik rode bikes with the boys everyday as well, helping them to train for this coming weekends ride in Stockholm. The race was on Saturday, and after that... Well, they would all spend another night in the city, and then Sunday afternoon, Erik would be heading back home, to America. None of the boys wanted to think about it much, though it certainly was the Elephant in the room, getting harder to ignore as the week wore on. Thursday bloomed into a beautifully sunny, cloud free day, and with the farm work done, the three boys joined up with Stefan, their friend from the riding team. Together they all rode up into the foothills for the last real day to practice. They rode the same training circuit that the boys had ridden several other times over the summer. At the upper end, they rolled down familiar ground, the long highway which led to Bo's favorite secluded spot on the lake. A fond memory for Erik, to be sure. The boys walked their bikes down the path one last time, sweating from the long ride up. They dropped their backpacks in the tall wild grasses, which rustled, and swayed listlessly in the warm late summer breeze. The boys stripped out of their riding gear, and once again plunged naked into the cooling waters of the lake where they swam, and played youthfully for over an hour. They swam casually out to the log and back, and when they returned to the shore Erik and Bo crawled up onto the bank, and lay on their backs in the warm grass, staring thoughtfully into the listless blue skies above. Bo rolled onto his side and propped his head up on his hand as he looked at Erik, studying his naked body as if trying to memorize it forever. He smiled sadly. "We only have a few days left." He said quietly. Erik turned his head to look at him. "I know..." Erik breathed back, hardly more than a whisper. "Let's not think about it now ok?" He smiled warmly as he stared into Bo's soft blue eyes, not wanting anything to sully his memory of this place. It was here, that he had first seen Bo in all his splendid, naked glory. It was here that Erik had actually made love to his young companion, the most beautiful boy in the world. This was the place that fifty years from now, whatever happened in his life, he would always remember with the greatest fondness. Erik smiled again, and he leaned over to share a gentle kiss with that same boy. "Hey... Get a room." Jan called out playfully from a few feet away, as he and Stefan emerged from the water. Erik and Bo turned to look at the other boys, standing there smirking at them, and they all laughed. The boys took their time, lounging comfortably, none of them in any particular hurry to leave this place. They all knew that time was winding down, but they wanted to share in the moment, this precious bond of friendship. They talked for a long time, and Bo actually fell asleep under the kiss of the warming sun, and the gentle breath of a summer breeze that drifted lazily over his naked body. While he napped, Jan and Erik took a casual little walk along the grassy shoreline of the lake. They walked closely side by side, saying little, but each understanding that a lifelong friendship had grown between them now. they stopped for a moment and looked at each other. "You have to take care of him... When I'm gone." Erik intoned. "Take care of each other..." He added softly. "You know I will Erik..." Jan assured him with a gentle smile. The two boys looked sadly at one another, and then held each other tightly in a long, loving hug. At length they walked casually back toward the others. The sun had long since dried them all, but before getting dressed, Erik fished his iPhone from his pack. He asked Stefan to do him a favor, and take a picture of him and the other two boys. They stood with their backs to the lake. Erik in the middle, Bo to his left, and Jan to his right, and all of them still totally naked. Stefan took several candid pictures, and then, just to be 'cute', Erik spread his arms out to the sides, and with his hands he covered both the other boys privates. Bo and Jan used their inside hands, and reached out to cover Erik's bits as well. Stefan chuckled at the sight, and he snapped the picture. "Now there's one for your facebook page." he grinned, as he handed the phone back to Erik. After the long ride home, Bo and Erik got cleaned up, and sat down for a nice family meal, that Anneli had prepared. They all spent the balance of the evening visiting and sharing stories, and at one point, Anneli even brought out a photo album to show Erik some pictures of Bo when he was younger. Erik smiled happily, as he perused the pictures, thinking to himself that Bo had always been adorable. There were even several photos of Bo as a toddler. "What's this..?" Erik chuckled, as he pointed to one of them. It was a picture of young Bo, standing naked in the driveway with his tricycle, and a silly little smile on his face. "That was his first little bike." Anneli recalled fondly. "I don't know why he was always running around naked." She teased. "Awe...." Erik chided, and Bo blushed a little bit, grabbing for the album. After that, the boys settled in on the couch to watch a movie, and when Anneli got up to put the album away, Erik whispered to Bo. "You had a cute little butt, even back then." And he gently reached under, and pinched Bo's bottom. Anneli and Mårten had gone to bed long before the movie ended. So the boys sat snuggled comfortably together till the movie was over; and then after a long shared kiss, they went off to bed as well. Time was growing all too short. Friday, after the morning chores were finished, and the boys had showered, the realities of Erik's leaving began to set in as he began to pack his things. They would all be taking the drive into Stockholm today, where they would spend the night. This way, they didn't have to make the several hour trip early on Saturday morning before the race. Bo would be fresh, and there would be time to relax, and show Erik around the city. Out in the barn, Bo sat listlessly on Erik's bed, handing him shirts one by one as Erik folded them and quietly tucked them away into his luggage. "I hate this..." Bo stated flatly. "I know... Me too." Erik smiled as he cupped his palm lightly against Bo's cheek. "Come on now, we promised. No getting down. No tears." He smiled reassuringly at Bo, though inside, his own chest ached, and it had nothing to do with his mending ribs. He leaned over and took Bo's top lip between his own. A warm, wet kiss. Pulling back a few inches, they stared into each others eyes. Bo slowly reached his finger up, and touched it twice to the tip of Erik's nose. "Honk, honk..." He whispered with a sad little smile. An hour later everything was loaded up in the SUV, and with Bo's bicycle locked securely onto the bike rack, they pulled out of the driveway. Erik took a long look back at the farm as they pulled away. This had been his home for the past eight weeks, and already he could feel things changing. It was actually a pleasant drive into Stockholm, and Erik got to see more of the beautiful Swedish countryside along the way. When they finally reached the city Erik gazed around at everything; he was fascinated by the architecture. Things certainly didn't look like this back in Portland. They checked into their hotel, and once settled, they headed out to show Erik even more of Sweden's premier city. The Royal Palace, The Nordic Museum, too much to see, not enough time. But Erik was more than thrilled at what he experienced. After a long day and a late dinner, they returned to the hotel for the night. Mårten had arranged two rooms; one for he and his wife, and one for Bo and Erik. The boys settled into their room, and though Erik insisted that Bo save his energy for the race, that didn't stop them from taking a leisurely thirty minute shower together. Lovingly, yet playfully they washed each other, locked tongue to tongue for long, blissful minutes, as the warm water rinsed soothingly down their youthful naked curves. They caressed, and touched each others most sensitive spots, giggling joyfully as they crafted sudsy shapes on each other's body with shampoo lather. Happily, they rubbed their soap slickened bodies together in unhurried passion. Erik stood in front of Bo, and began to wash his long blond locks, and as he did so, Bo wrapped his soap laden fingers around Erik's stiffened length. He pulled at it repeatedly, tugging Erik's length toward him over and over again, causing his loose sac to sway beneath him. "Gonna' make you squirt." Bo teased. Moments later, Erik did just that. He shuddered, arched his head back and suddenly his penis swelled in Bo's hand, and ejaculated his love onto the youngster's belly. Bo felt each hot pulse drum across his skin, and he squeezed himself tightly into Erik, holding that love between them for as long as he could. Finally he and Erik pulled apart, reluctantly. With some drawn out kisses, and after a last rinse they got out of the shower and dried each other. Finishing their other toiletries, the boys went back into the bedroom, and feeling a little tired, they crawled into one of the soft cozy beds. Erik plopped on his back, and Bo snuggled up on top of him, resting his cheek gently on Erik's warm chest. After a time, they fell asleep that way, naked and wrapped lovingly around each other. The alarm went off in the morning, and both boys still snuggled tightly together, returned from their own pleasant dreams. With a little morning stretch, Bo rolled away from Erik, and they both noticed the sticky drying mess smeared on Erik's pubes and genitals. "Really?" Erik chuckled. "You had a wet dream, on top of me?" Bo looked surprised, and then a huge smile crossed his lips. "Wow, guess that wasn't just a dream I was having after all." He giggled. "Let's do you..." Bo suggested eagerly, as he reached for Erik's length, and stroked it a few times. "Ahh... We don't have time for that." Erik chided reluctantly, as he pushed Bo over on the bed. "Come on sweetmeat, time for you to get ready." Erik hopped out of bed and began to get dressed. Bo only lay there, looking up at him. "Play with me first..." Bo pleaded, suggestively squeezing his young exposed boy parts. "You wanna' play?" Erik grinned. Bo nodded eagerly at him. Erik smiled back, and grabbing hold of the bedcover, he pulled it off the bed, spilling Bo onto the floor. "Hey..." Bo giggled. "Not that kind of play." He stuck his tongue out at Erik, and with some reluctance he got up and started putting on his cycling gear. Several minutes later, there was a knock at the door, and Bo went to open it. Jan was standing there wearing his own cycling gear, with a bemused grin on his face. "Morning." He said, and then he noticed the bedcovers all crumpled up and strewn on the floor. "Hope you two uhh, slept well..." he grinned. That little remark accomplished nothing more than getting him thrown onto the bed, and beaten by pillows for several moments. "Okay, ok... I give." he laughed. (A few more pillow hits first.) Bo and Erik finished dressing, and then went to meet Mårten and Anneli across the hall. They found Jan's mother, and his little brother downstairs in the hotel cafeteria. (They had driven up early this morning with Jan) And now they all sat down for a quick breakfast, with the boys fueling up on bananas and peanut butter waffles, for some protein and quick energy. With that done, they climbed into the cars and drove to the gathering area for the bike race. Bo and Jan quickly found their team, and they all gathered for some last minute coaching and to warm up on the stationary bikes. This was a different kind of race today. Unlike like the Criterium, this was a modified road course. They would ride as a team, several boys from each age bracket all riding together, and competing against sixteen other teams. It was similar to a team time trail, in that your accrued time stopped when at least one rider from each age group finished the race. This meant taking care of your team members, drafting each other, conserving energy and pushing each other along at as quick a pace as possible. It was a long race, and would take nearly two and a half hours from start to finish. The open road course made it kind of difficult to watch as a spectator. Mårten, Anneli, and Jan's mom gathered at the start/finish line for the start, but not being familiar with the course they decided to sit and visit, and do other things till the riders returned for the finish. Greger, the cycling coach, invited Erik, and even young Mikael to ride in the back of the team car. They got to follow the race while actually out on course. It was a thrill for Jan's younger brother, actually getting to see his sibling race, and even help, handing fresh water bottles to Greger, who would pass them off to his riders, all on the fly at nearly thirty two kilometers an hour. Erik was happy as well, and got to act as team photographer, taking a shitload (official terminology) of pictures along the course. It was a long grueling race, covering nearly sixty miles, all at a fast clip. The course ran out of the city and through the lovely foothills around the area. It was an amazing thing to watch, considering the different age levels of the competitors. In the end, having a strong team meant that you had to have tremendous younger riders, who were an asset to the team. Bo, Jan, Steffan, and the other young riders were just that. Assets. Bo had a stamina that even the older riders admired. He was a monster rider, seemingly tireless as they pounded up the hills and frequently he would even set the pace up long inclines. Jan had true sprinters speed, and between them they had inspired a quicker overall pace for the entire squad throughout. Erik was thrilled to watch, and take pictures of it all as he stood up out of the open sunroof snapping pics. Young Bo was in his element; this was his passion, his joy and he excelled at it like few boys his age. Erik could only smile at him with fondness... In the end, the boy's did themselves proud, doing really well over the long course. Their team, finished fourth overall out of the seventeen teams, and, they were one of only two teams to come across the finish line fully intact, with all of their riders finishing as a group. Greger was thrilled with the results. And with their strong finish, the team had also won an entry spot in a National Cycling Competition in the coming spring. Greger happily took them all out for pizza, as part of his sponsorship duties he said, smiling broadly. With the race wrapped up, and the celebrations all done, everyone could finally relax. Jan's mom, and his brother Mikael (under protest) loaded up in the car for the long drive back to Örebro. Jan was going to stay overnight to be with his friends, and to see Erik off at the airport the following afternoon. Erik said his farewells to Jan's mom and brother. Mikael wanted to give him a hug, and also surprised him with a kiss on the cheek. They all waved as the car pulled out to make their way home and Erik smiled after them, sad to see them go with little Mikael leaning and waving out the window at them till they were out of sight. They all loaded into the SUV, and headed back to the Hotel, where Bo and Jan hopped in to take a quick shower after their long ride, and afterwards they drove around town a little, showing off a more of the Stockholm city to Erik. It was a great day, and that evening Mårten took everyone out to a very nice dinner. He even made a toast. Thanking Erik for all his hard work this summer; and more importantly for being such a fine friend to Bo, and Jan. He even teared up, when he said he thought of Erik as a member of the family. Erik's eyes welled up a bit at that, and he got up and gave both Mårten and Anneli a warm hug. With dinner finished, and after a brief stop for an ice cream treat, (at Mårten's insistence) they all returned to the Hotel for their last night together. The boys went to their room and flipped on the television. Erik, getting ready for bed, went in to brush his teeth, and when he came back out he stopped in his tracks and laughed. There, lying together on one of the two queen size beds in the room, was Bo and Jan. They were naked, but for their skimpy thong styled briefs. "Kinda like old times, eh..." Jan said with a boyish grin. Erik smiled and thought back happily to that first sleepover, and the naughty things the three of them had all shared that night. (Part Seven). "Why does this not surprise me?" Erik joked. And with a huge grin, he reached for his iPhone and snapped another picture of the boys that he would always cherish. Then, with a little urging from the two young Swedes, Erik pulled his tee shirt off over his head, unbuttoned his shorts and zipped them down, and to let them fall to the floor. He climbed onto the bed, lying on his back between the two boys. "Resistance is futile boys, so have at me..." What happened next, could only be described as an old fashioned orgy. The three boys went at it for several hours. From head to toe, no body part was left untouched or unsucked, no orifice was left unexplored. Bodily fluids were exchanged, and then exchanged back again. Crevices were filled, openings were probed, erections were drained, and then drained again. It was, in a word, Awesome. They laughed, and played, they explored and giggled with curious boylike abandon. Filled with all of the wonder and energy that only boys can possibly muster. And after the wild threesome, and a much needed shower; the boys eventually fell asleep in a bunch, for a few needed hours of rest. It was some time later that Erik felt a gentle touch, shaking him awake. He opened his eyes to see Bo, smiling down at him. He looked up at Bo through bleary eyes, thinking again just how angelic he looked. The boy took him by the hand, pulling his naked body up, and quietly across to the other unused bed. "It's my turn now." He whispered. They drifted down together, and tenderly this time they touched one another with gentle fingertips. A soft long kiss. Their fingers slowly tracing over each other's supple curves. Clearly this was more than mere desire; this was love. There was something different this time, and they both felt it. Erik smiled softly as he slowly kissed Bo's neck. Their warm bodies slid passionately against one another like silk on silk. Bo twisted teasingly, rolling over so he was face down on the bed, his hips jutting upward, invitingly. Erik lay warmly on top of him, kissing his ear and licking down to the soft skin of his shoulder. His heated length, was pressed comfortably against Bo's moist warm crease, and Erik slid the flat of his hand softly down Bo's side, and over the rounded curve of his hip. His fingers were even trembling a bit, just as they had that first time the boys had touched in such a sensual way. Bo raised his hips up into him again, wiggling it, teasing Erik's willing member, but then with a mischievous smile Bo twisted around so they were face to face again. He pressed forward then, and sucked on Erik's lip, then his tongue as the two kissed deeply, wetly... Meaningfully. Body parts intertwined as they coiled around and through each other. Soft warm skin, sliding together, goosebumps rose and fell on their flesh with each tender tickle, and every feathery soft touch. Erik's fingertips circled playfully around Bo's pebbled nipples, and down below, their boyish genitals ground and humped softly together like warm exotic snakes in some form of primal mating ritual. Both boys had begun to drip with the sticky advance of precum, and Erik wanted only to please the boy that he loved. He pulled himself up so that he was kneeling between Bo's legs. Taking hold of the boys thighs, he pulled Bo's knees up to his chest, leaving his young tender bum elevated above the bed. Lowering his face, Erik touched his tongue to the soft pink of Bo's anal ring. The boy squealed pleasurably as Erik's tongue danced playfully across this most private of areas, and then enter him. Bo's fingers clamped into tight fists, as he gripped and pulled at the bed sheets in elated arousal. Erik swirled and twisted his tongue, bathing the boy's pink grommet in glistening spit causing Bo to moan, his body to lurch and his boy ring to spasm. Bo let go of the sheets, and reaching between his knees he wrapped his fingers in Erik's soft brown hair. He was lost in the erotic stimulation, not knowing whether to push Erik away, or pull him in deeper. It was almost too much for him, and his own young prick twitched in near orgasm, as Erik's tongue probed him. The older boy slid his tongue upward, tickling the soft skin of his perineum and playing softly over the oval curves of his testicles. Bo continued to writhe and moan, dripping more sticky sweet boy honey, which Erik lapped up dutifully. Erik pulled Bo's penis off his tummy, skinned him and rolled his lips over the purple glistening tip. His tongue washed over the dripping crown, greedily devouring all of the boy's sweetness. He sucked down the boy's throbbing shaft, wanting him to cum, to squirt his boiling seed... Bo was almost there, he groaned and squirmed, but... He had other plans, and it took all of his will power not to explode his load into Erik's mouth. He wanted to, oh god how he wanted to... With his fingers still entangled in Erik's hair, he pulled the older boy away from his penis. Pulled him up till they were face to face, and they kissed deeply. Bo smiled then, and twisted around rolling Erik over onto his back. It was Bo's turn now, and he slid himself downward, softly teething and sucking on Erik's nipple. Tonguing him erotically, all the way down his flat heaving abs, and through his feathery soft brown pubes. Bo lifted, and sucked Erik's hot boy stick into his mouth, joyfully digging his tongue at Erik's slit, tasting him, teasing him... He suckled his own finger, and then rubbed the glistening digit over Erik's boy hole. Bo began sucking his dick, priming him, and as he did that, he pressed his finger into Erik's tight ring, causing the older boy to moan. Bo continued to suck him off for several minutes, and at the same time, he pushed another finger into Erik's soft bung hole, gently massaging and spreading the opening. Finally, he was ready. The boy pulled away and looked up at Erik. "It's time!" he declared. "Oh yeah? Guess I've been waiting for this." Erik answered with a passionate smile. He pulled his legs up, and Bo settled between them, on his knees. He reached down and grabbed his young, four and a half inch length in his fingers. Shuffling in close, he lined himself up and pressed forward gently touching his boyhood to Erik's moist opening. A shiver ran through both of them. He looked back up at Erik, "I love you..." He smiled softly. His hips pressed forward a bit, and the purple glistening tip of his glans slipped out from it's foreskin cloak. The shiny wet tip touched Erik's pink pucker causing him to shudder, and with a firm slow push he watched his glans disappear into Erik's rose colored opening. Bo shivered with joy as he felt it slip inside, and Erik's sphincter seized around it. He looked timidly up at Erik, who smiled and nodded his approval. Bo's body was trembling, he swallowed and gently pushed forward. In one long slow push, his young rigid boy tube slid deeply into Erik's inner sanctum. It was tight, moist, incredible... It throbbed, and he could feel Erik's intense body heat envelope his boy prong. "Ohhhhh geeze......" He sighed euphorically. Erik's hands found his hips, and tugged at them, prompting Bo to push in deeper. The boy arched his back, and with a gentle forward thrust he began humping against Erik's warm bottom. Slowly at first, he soon found his rhythm, and his young balls slapped against Erik's cheeks. "Mmmm, mmm, mmmm..." He moaned, joyfully possessed. After two or three minutes, a sheen of sweat coated his naked body like a second skin, and Erik's hands slid up and down his shimmering torso, arousing him even further. "Ohhhh... Ohhhhhhhh..." Long ghostly moans of pleasure... He wanted to last. He wanted to hold it forever, encased in the hot depths of Erik's youthful tunnel. Young lust, and inexperience took him though... "Ohh, Ohhh, Ohhhhhhhh..........." His boy parts took over the ship, and Bo's penis swelled as ecstasy overtook him and his insides boiled over with orgasmic intensity. In one timeless, catatonic moment he disseminated his hot payload. Pulse after throbbing pulse spurted his boy seed in uncontrolled spasms deep into Erik's depths... Even after he was drained dry he continued to pump, his young dick continued to twitch and throb, repeatedly pulling the trigger of his empty gun, with nothing left to shoot... Finally, he collapsed onto Erik's chest. And almost instantly there was a sticky warm pool of semen pressed between them, as Erik shot his own streaming load, untouched between their chests and stomachs. Hearts raced in their chests, beating furiously against each other... And then there were tears. Both of them cried softly; tears of joy, tears of happiness. Tears of immense loss. Their time together had nearly run out... The following morning was sedate. Everyone kept a cheerful facade as the clock ticked away. They all went out for a nice breakfast, and they talked and laughed and they enjoyed each other's company. The rest of the morning was spent outdoors, strolling through the beautiful Millesgarden Park, enjoying the warmth of the summer sun. Erik took pictures of the boys, posing with the nude statues in the park... If only the boys could be naked as well... Shortly after noon, Erik treated everyone to a leisurely lunch. And then, there was no getting around it, Mårten drove everyone to the airport. It was a fairly low keyed group that walked slowly up from the parking garage through the main terminal at Arlanda International Airport. They made their way to the SAS hub, and Erik checked in at the Scandinavian Airlines counter. They all walked up, and down the long corridors toward the gates. Mårten and Anneli, followed a bit behind the three boys. They walked up through the concourse as far as they could, only ticketed passengers were allowed beyond this point. It would be another ten minutes before boarding would begin, and the group stopped to sit in one of the small waiting areas. Mårten and Anneli both sat together by the gate, and Bo, Jan and Erik went and stood by the large windows which faced out toward the ramps. Erik's jet was pulled up there, with the elevated jetway already in place against the side of the waiting aircraft. The boys stood wordlessly for a minute, just staring blankly out at it. Bo had his hands thrust deep into his pockets, his head down now as he looked despondently at the floor. Jan absently lifted his hand, and rested it softly on Erik's shoulder; and when Erik turned to look at him, he saw a slow tear roll softly down the boy's cheek. Jan returned his gaze, and saw a sad, but warm smile on Erik's face. They turned toward each other, and in the same moment they hugged one another tightly, standing that way for many seconds. "Luv you Erik." Jan whispered softly. "I luv you too bro." Erik replied, squeezing him a little tighter. "Bästa vänner, ja." (Best friends, yes.) Erik added in Swedish. Jan grinned softly. "Ja... Best friends. Alltd." (Always.) He smiled. As they pulled apart, Erik leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips, smiling his warmest smile. Over the loud speakers with that familiar hollow tone, came the routine announcement, first in Swedish, then in English. "Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. Scandinavian Airlines flight 945 to San Francisco, and Portland will begin pre boarding now, starting with out first class passengers in rows....." Erik tuned it out. To his right he heard a soft boyish peep, and he turned quickly to take a sobbing Bo into his arms. They wrapped each other up, and as Bo wept, tears rolled unchecked from Erik's eyes as well. "Shhh... Shh..." Erik breathed softly into Bo's ear. "It's okay. We're gonna' be ok." he whispered as the two swayed slightly in each other's arms. A minute passed, Erik holding Bo tightly all the while. The loud speaker called out several other rows for boarding... Erik pulled back from Bo, who had quieted now. He cupped his face in his hands, wiping away the last of the tears with his thumbs. He leaned in for a long, tender kiss. "I love you Bo... We'll see each other soon, I promise... I promise..." "I love you Erik. Älskar dig." Bo spoke softly, looking back into Erik's eyes. They smiled at each other, and hugged tightly once again. This time Erik breathed in the wonderful boyish scent of Bo's beautiful blond hair, locking it in his memory... With their arms still wrapped around each other, Erik dropped his hand gently down and cupped Bo's rounded bottom. He squeezed it twice. "Honk, honk..." He whispered softly. Bo giggled, and moved his hand down and did the same. "Honk, honk..." He breathed quietly in return... Erik pulled away. He grabbed up his back pack from the floor, and reaching in quickly he pulled out a small package, which he handed to Jan. "Look after each other!" He reminded. He kissed Jan again on the cheek. Reaching back into his pack, he pulled out another small box and handed it quickly to Bo. "Älksar dig..." He smiled softly. From above, another call on the loudspeaker, time for 'Final boarding of flight 945.....' Erik turned and hurried toward the gate. With final quick hugs and thanks, for Anneli and Mårten, he ran up the corridor, passing quickly through security, to his gate. He handed his boarding pass to the woman, and stepped slowly into the jetway. He couldn't help but turn and look back, one last time. Bo stood there at the security gate looking at him. Erik raised his hand, and gazed back at absolutely the most beautiful boy in the world. He sighed as a tear rolled down his cheek. The door closed, and he turned sadly to board the aircraft. The flight wasn't very full, Erik had the entire row to himself. He slid quickly across to the window seat and looked back at the terminal. He could see the Hansson's, and Jan and Bo standing there, at the window. Bo spotted him, and put his hand flatly against the glass window pane. Erik tried to smile, but a pain pierced his heart. He placed his own hand to the Plexiglas window near his seat. The flight crew mumbled something through the speakers, and the Jet began backing away from the gate, moving them slowly, inalterably out of sight. Erik sat there in a daze, as the aircraft taxied down the ramp, taking him away from the boy he truly loved. There were more microphone instructions from the flight crew as they taxied, but Erik didn't listen. He didn't care... Shortly, came the familiar whine of jet engines, winding up to speed, the aircraft began to roll forward, pushing him against his seat as it hurtled down the runway... And then he felt the wheels pull away from the ground. "Bo..." he breathed softly... Erik leaned his forehead against the cold aircraft window as they raced across the sky. The Hansson's made the long, rather somber drive back to Örebro. Jan and Bo sat alone in the back seat. They didn't really talk much, but they held hands most of the way; comforting somehow to have your best friend to hold onto... A warm ember in the cold darkness. They dropped Jan off at his house, and the boys had decided they would hang out the next day. Jan went upstairs to toss his gear into his room. Then he sat on the edge of his bed, and pulled out the package that Erik had given him. With a gentle sigh, he pulled off the paper wrapping, and opened it. His eyes widened when he saw the contents. Inside was a Professional Team Cycling kit. Team Leopard Trek, his absolute favorite team, and this one was real, not a replica. Full jersey and bibshorts, even the team socks. It was sweet, and Jan grinned huge from ear to ear. There was one other item in the box, and he pulled it out now. It was a framed picture of the three boys, standing happily together. There was a slight hitch in his breath, his eyes watered as he looked at it; and then he smiled. When the Hansson's pulled in at their farm, Mårten made his way out to check on the fields. Anneli said she would get a late dinner started, and shouldering his small backpack, Bo wandered off towards the barn. He pushed the door open, and walked across to what had been Erik's bedroom. He stood there for a moment, just looking around at its emptiness; already he missed his friend. Feeling bad, he grabbed up Erik's pillow from the bed, and walked back out into the barn. He crossed to the back corner where he climbed up the makeshift 2x4 ladder to his secret place in the loft, and he closed the hatch behind him. He dropped the pillow, and his backpack on top of the sleeping bags, and he noticed how warm and still the air felt. Bo pulled off his tee shirt, slipped out of his shoes and socks then slid the window open to let some of the cooler fresh air rush in. He lay back then, on the pile of sleeping bags, and tucked Erik's pillow gently under his head, just lying there staring up at the ceiling, and thinking about Erik. A tear rolled softly from the corner of his eye, and fell quietly onto the soft pillow. He sighed a long slow breath, and folded his arms back behind his head. He remembered something then, and he sat up quickly. Sitting cross-legged, on the floor, he grabbed his small backpack and pulled it open, retrieving the small package from inside it. The gift from Erik... He opened it, and smiled happily. A framed picture, one he hadn't seen before, of him and Erik. He reached out and touched his finger gently to the picture, as if to feel Erik's smiling face. Seeing another small package inside the first, he took it and opened it up, surprised. "What....?" he muttered excitedly, eyeing the contents. There was a note in there as well, and Bo unfolded it first, and read the words inside, and then grinned. "Oh Erik..." be breathed, and he took the other item from it's box. It was his very own iPhone. Erik had bought it for him so that they could call each other, every day. The note said that they could call, text, and send pictures to one another whenever they wanted to. Bo grinned delightedly. He lay back on the pillow to examine his gift. He noticed that there were already some pictures loaded onto it, so he touched the photo icon to open that application. There were two photo files there. He touched the first, which was labeled 'Friends', and he grinned happily as he scrolled through nearly thirty pictures of himself, Erik and Jan. There were other pics of him as well, with the cycling team. He was thrilled at the wonderful photos. With a grin, he closed that file, and tried to open the other, which was labeled, 'The Boy From Sweden'. Suddenly a notice popped up, saying a pass word was needed to open the file. This file was password protected. "What the..?" he wondered, with a crooked smile. Bo tried several different words attempting to open the photo file, but nothing worked. Switching back to phone mode, he noticed that someone had previously sent him a text message, like several hours ago. A smile spread his lips as he accessed his message. It was from Erik, of course. And it read: 'Miss U already doofus... Honk, honk.' Bo giggled as he read it. And then it hit him. He returned quickly to the photo icon, keyed in the two simple words, and the file opened up. Bo laughed out loud. "Duh... I should have known." Honk, honk, had been the password. He looked at the pictures, and smiled lovingly at the naughty but sweet images that Erik had left for him, and he began to feel his young boy part stiffen... It wouldn't be the same, he thought. Switching back to the phone mode, he saw one contact already programmed into his new phone. He touched the button; nervous tension as he heard the phone ring, and then sound of someone answering... "Hello Erik......" He said, as he smiled happily... The End * Färdig (Finished) The Boy From Sweden ( Pojken Från Sverige ) *Authors Note: Wow. Let me just say again, Thank You, to the many readers of this story. You have taken considerable time, and patience, to follow it through to the end, and I truly appreciate that. Thanks for all the kind comments as well. By the way, the song, mentioned in this chapter, was '100 Years', by Five For Fighting. And again, the story 'Just Like Scott', by Hans Schreiber, is well worth the read. Sadly for me, I bring this story to an end. Personally, I've grown a strong connection to the characters, and I hope you all bonded with them as well. I hope to hear from all of you from time to time, and please watch for my next story, coming soon. Be kind, be tolerant, and above all, cherish the friends in your life. "Honk, honk..." All the best, Ian. Comments welcome at ians.daydream@gmail.com You can find my other stories in the Young Friends section, or in the Prolific Authors section, under the name: About A Boy Naked In the Night Blind In A Boys Eyes Peter and the Pirates The Kid Next Door Boys On Holiday The Thing About Cory My Time With David My Friend Coda Warm Summer Days The Boy By The Lake Summer of Discoveries Skateboarder of Venice Beach Jack in the Wild