This is a gay sex story, so if you don't like that type of stuff, don't read on. You need to be over 18 to read this, (even though I am 17!) Comments would be appreciated.
I have written another couple of stories. You'll find them on Nifty, in gay/celebs, in a folder called 'exploring teen idols'. Thanx for the comments about the above stories. The next part of that is on the way.
A Weekend in France
The shrill bleeping of my alarm clock interrupted my peaceful slumber. I grunted and hit the alarm clock, and enjoyed the silence that followed. I knew I had to get up though as I had to be at school in 45 minutes to leave for France. First I guess I had better introduce myself. My name is Richard and I live in England. I am 17 and am studying for A-Levels at school. Along with some friends and a teacher I was going to go to France for a weekend to learn some French and to relax a little, since I had just finished my exams. The downside was that we had to leave at 3am in order to get the ferry.
Struggling to pull myself out of bed I pulled on jeans and a T-shirt and woke my dad who had offered to take me to school. He didn't look too great, but he took me. The roads were pretty deserted and we arrived pretty much in time. I chucked my stuff in the back of the minibus and then climbed in. I was last but one to arrive. Already in the minibus were Dave and Zac.
Dave was around 6' tall and a big, rugby player type. He has brown hair of just the right length that he need not comb it and a nice guy type personality.
Zac reminded me a lot of Nick Carter. He is quite short, around 5'5 and has shortish blond hair. He has a beautiful smile and a kinda cutely skinny body. In the front of the minibus the teacher who was to accompany us, Mr Spencer, and also Dave's dad, Matthew. We were now only waiting for one person - Ian. This was not exactly an unusual state of affairs as he was renowned for being late. Dave had sat down on the second row of seats, with a bag positioned on a seat next to him, with his body language saying 'Don't sit next to me!' so I took the hint and sat down on the third row of seats, next to Zac. Zac was one of the school's star soccer players and had those amazing soccer legs, firm and sculpted a true joy to look at. Unfortunately for me thought, they were covered up in jeans. I sat down and we made conversation, while waiting for Ian. After around 15 minutes Ian arrived and climbed in, and sat down next to Dave. Ian stood at around 6'2, with short black hair and a nice body; not muscular and not skinny. The minibus soon left and we started our journey to the port. While we chatted for a while it soon became clear that what everyone really wanted to do was sleep. Conversation dried up and we did exactly that. Time passed quickly from this point and I guess I must have fallen asleep. I awoke to find Zac's head leaning on my shoulder and in front of me I saw that Ian had his arm snuggled behind Dave. It was dark so I guess that the Mr Spencer couldn't see and Matt was asleep in the passenger seat. I assumed that his arm had just fallen there or something, but as likely as this seemed it was far nicer to believe that they were both gay, as I had been fantasising about them both on and off for months. I knew I would be able to find out for sure later, because to keep the cost of the trip down all four pupils were going to be sharing one room with Mr Spencer and Matt in the other room. We already knew that the room would have two double beds, and we had arranged that I would share with Zac and Dave and Ian would share. Leaning my head down onto Zac's head I felt myself slip back into sleep.
I must have slept for a good few hours because when I next awoke light was streaming in through the windows and we were queuing to get onto the ferry. It looked like I was the last one to wake up, as everyone else was talking enthusiastically about the weekend ahead. We soon got on then ferry, and left for France. The journey was uneventful to say the least and we arrived at around 3pm French time. We were all feeling tired again, but we managed to stay awake for the rest of the journey and we arrived at the hotel at about 7pm. Having eaten we were sitting in the hotel's bar.
"I am so tired," announced Zac.
"Yeah, me too. I think I'll hit the sack." I said.
"I'll second that," replied Zac.
"I think I'd like to hang around here for a while. How bout you Dave?"
"Yeah. We can have another couple of beers."
"Ok. I'll see you guys later."
"Yeah see you later." Added Zac.
Zac and I walked back up to our room. I shoved the key in the door and opened it, and we lay down on the bed. I was determined to find out if he was gay, so I asked, "Do you think Ian is gay?"
"What makes you ask that?" he questioned.
"Just curious."
"Yeah. I think he might be. Does that worry you?"
"No. Not at all. How 'bout you Zac?"
"Am I gay or does it worry me?"
"Either," I replied.
It was becoming kind of clear to me that he was also trying to establish if I was gay too.
"Would it worry you if I was?" he asked.
"No. Not at all."
"In that case. Yes, I'm gay."
"Really?" I asked. I wasn't taking any chances!
"Yeah."
"So am I."
"You're kidding!"
"Nope."
"That's funny. I've been thinking about sex with you for months," he told me.
"Really? You are pretty damn cute yourself."
He blushed and I slipped my arm behind his head, testing the ground. He didn't resist and I felt him roll his body on top of me. His blue eyes were deep, almost hypnotising. I softly brushed my lips against his, and he pushed his tongue gently into my mouth. I grabbed his firm ass with my hands and began to grind my crotch into his. I could feel that his cock was rock hard, and while we continued our passionate kissing I began to undo his trousers. His tongue explored every inch of my mouth, as we writhed with passion. His jeans were now undone and he wriggled out of them, while I removed my own. Next we removed our shirts, necessitating that we broke our kissing for a moment, and soon we were clad only in our underwear. I was wearing briefs, while he was wearing jockey shorts. We frenziedly ground our cocks into each other and continued to kiss frantically. After a while I knew I was close, and wanting to prolong things for as long as possible I broke away from his mouth and slipped off his jockey shorts, now wet with sweat and precum. His cock was almost hairless, except for a small patch at the base, and protruded from his body at about 45 degrees, around 6' long. It was a beautiful sight, and I was eager to suck it, long and hard. I licked softly at it first, causing him to moan softly and then engulfed the length of it with my mouth. He moaned some more and I swung around to allow him access to my cock. First he licked it through the now almost transparent fabric of my white cotton briefs and then removed them, engulfing my cock with his hot, velvety mouth. I was now in absolute ecstasy and I moaned softly, the sound damped by my mouthful of cock. I knew I wouldn't last long now, and I could feel that Zac was close to. Suddenly I heard the click of the door handle, and I pushed Zac up to allow myself to see. In front of me stood Dave and Ian. They looked surprised to say the least!
"Don't let us stop you," Ian said.
I could see that his cock was rapidly growing, and I also saw that Dave had his arm around him. My suspicions were obviously right! Ian and Dave began to remove their clothes, as Zac and I returned to our mutual sucking. I sucked hard at his hot teen cock and soon enough I heard him moan and his hot cum jetted hard into my mouth. That did it for me and I felt my body tense up as I pumped my cum into his mouth. I turned around so that I had access to his mouth again and pressed my lips to his. I wrapped my arms around his back and we kissed passionately, while I held him close to my slender body. Dave and Ian had obviously enjoyed the show, as Ian had his tongue buried in Dave's ass. Dave moaned in delight as Ian's tongue invaded his ass. Ian then pulled off and replaced his tongue with his cock. I guess it was about 7" and looked pretty smooth, although not as nice as Zac's..
Ian pushed up hard into Dave's tight hole, making Dave moan further, in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Ian then began to slide his cock slowly in and out of Dave's tight hole. Dave writhed in pleasure, and screamed and ecstasy as Ian's big cock brushed his prostrate. Dave began to cum again and the spasms this induced in Dave's ass proved to much for Ian, pushing him over the edge, causing him to pump his load deep into Dave. They lay there for a while, enjoying the post orgasmic haze until Ian pulled his cock from Dave's ass and kissed him deeply.
I guess I must have fallen asleep at that point, because the next thing I remember is waking up, with my limbs tangled up in Zac.
weekend in france part II
This is a gay sex story, so if you don't like that type of stuff, don't read on. You need to be over 18 to read this, (even though I am 17!)
I have written another couple of stories. You'll find them on Nifty, in gay/celebs, in a folder called 'Exploring Teen Idols.' These were co-written with a friend of mine.
Thanx for the comments about the last part. It was the encouragement that inspired me to continue it. If you haven't read it, I suggest you read it first.
I lay there with my body entangled with Zac. It was a truly wonderful experience, but as is too often the case my bladder forced me to leave him and take a morning piss. On the other bed I could see that Ian was lying draped over Dave, their faces covered with a dazed happy look. I pissed into the toilet and felt a pair of soft hands wrap around my waist. I turned and saw that it was Zac.
"Sorry I woke you. You sleep well?" "Wonderfully. You make a good pillow." "Thanks. I would have stayed wrapped in you all day given the choice." "I doubt that is on the menu for today."
And it wasn't. After leaving for breakfast we were to head out to a French hypermarket, famed for their cheap chocolate and alcohol. It certainly lived up to the expectations and we soon had a minibus full of beer to take back to England (and some to drink on the trip!). We also paid a visit to a D-Day beach and then headed back to the hotel. I had realised that there was maybe more to my developing relationship with Zac than just sex. He wasn't someone who I had ever had much to do with in the past at school, with him being the soccer player, and me being more the thinker, but I had soon realised after taking the time to talk to him that he was a genuinely nice guy, and fun to be with. Ian and Dave seemed to be getting along nicely too, although I guess they were having to be doubly careful with Dave's dad being around. Zac and I held hands for a while on the bus, and although maybe this seems insignificant, I think that it helped solidify our fledging relationship. On the way back we spotted a friendly looking little French bar, and we made a mental note to go and check it out later. As we arrived back at the hotel, the sun was just beginning to set, and we were just beginning to get hungry. While the adults were planning to go and get a meal, we had other plans. We decided to dine at our old standby: McDonalds.
We found that things were pretty much the same as we were used to back home. Except for the Quarter Pounder, which we found was called the Royal. We ate and chatted for a while and then we decided to head to the bar we had passed earlier. As the trip was happening during the world cup, before England were knocked out, we felt compelled to go and watch the England game, and so sat down at a table in good view of the TV. I sat down next to Zac, and draped my arm around him. He didn't complain, so I snuggled up a little closer to him, and rested my head gently on his shoulder. This probably sounds really gooey, but I was pretty much in heaven now. The football passed quickly, and soon it was time to head back to the hotel. I felt Zac slip his hand into mind, and I squeezed it tightly. Ian had gingerly put his arm around Dave, as if testing the ground, and Dave didn't complain, but instead slipped his arm around Ian.
The walk back to the hotel didn't take long, and we were soon sitting on one of the beds in the room. It was getting late and Dave and Ian were a little worse for wear, due to the alcohol, so we decided to go to bed, although I don't think any of us had plans to sleep just yet. We made a little small talk, and soon Zac leant over and kissed me, deeply and passionately. Taking the hint I kissed back and pushed him down onto the bed. We began to frantically remove clothing and judging by the noises, Dave and Ian were doing something similar. Soon we were both naked, and filled with passion. We hadn't fucked each other yet, so I said, "Fuck me Zac." I was pretty new to this stuff, and I had never done anything with a guy before the events told here, but I knew this was something I wanted to do.
"Are you sure?" he asked. "Yes. Just be gentle." "Of course," he replied.
I slipped my lips around his cock, and began to lube him up at little with my spit. After a while of this he pulled off and I felt his tongue penetrate my asshole. It felt great, and I knew that his cock would feel even better. I lay down on the bed my cock jutting into the mattress and parted my legs. I slipped a pillow under myself to aid Zac's access and then felt his cock brushing at my rosebud. I gasped as his cock pushed into me, and felt a stab of pain. Zac must have sensed this because he stopped for a while, allowing me to get used to the feeling. After a while he began to push the rest of his perfect 6" cock into me. I groaned, now in a mixture of pleasure and pain. He began to slide his cock in and out of my asshole. I felt waves of pleasure envelop me as his cock brushed my prostrate. I gasped to Zac, "Harder. Fuck me hard."
He did as requested and began to pound his cock hard into me. His balls slapped against my cheeks, as his cock plowed up my ass. I felt overcome by the beautiful sensations, and knew that I was about to cum. Zac moaned, obviously enjoying the feeling of my hot, tight ass around his cock, and soon I jetted my cum onto the bed. The spasms in my ass must have finished Zac off, because I felt hot jets of cum pumping up my ass. We stayed like that for a few minutes, enjoying the feelings of bliss enduced by our orgasms. I felt Zac pull his cock out of my ass, leaving an empty feeling and I turned over, pressing my lips to his. I felt his tongue invade my mouth, wildly exploring every corner. I wrapped my arms around him, caressing his perfect body. We broke from our kiss and Zac rolled off the top of me and lay down next to me. I looked across to Dave and Ian, whom we had both pretty much forgotten about. They were currently engaged in a 69. Ian was lying on top of Dave, each with the other's cock in their mouth. Ian's ass was pumping up and down, as he fucked the face of Dave. I looked across to Zac, who was evidently thinking the same thing I was, judging at least by his grin. "You go ahead," he told me. "I'll find someway to amuse myself!"
I slid away from Zac and climbed across to the other bed. I knelt behind Ian, and pushed my tongue up his ass. He was pretty surprised, I guess, but you can't really complain when you've got your mouth full of cock! I pushed up hard and found it tasted suprisingly good. After a while I decided that his ass was pretty well lubed, and looked down to my cock. It was still slimy with cum and precum, and rock hard. I positioned it at the entrance to Ian's ass and pushed in gently and slowly. I heard a muffled groan and a "Fuck me," so decided to oblige. I noticed that the beautiful cock of Zac had appeared in front of my face, and not one to miss an opportunity, I wrapped my lips around it. He began to fuck my face a little, and I started to fuck at Ian. I wildly thrusted my cock into Ian, and I heard his muffled groans of pleasure and pain. I felt my balls slapping against his butt cheeks, and his hot tight hole around my throbbing cock. I felt his ass spasm around my cock, probably due to his orgasm, and this did it for me, making my cum pump up his ass. I pulled out, and gave my full attention to Zac's beautiful cock, and soon enough he pumped his cum into my mouth, the taste of which I savoured. I think Zac and I then lay down on our bed, and I guess I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I remember is waking up, desperate for a piss. I looked over to the other bed and saw Ian and Dave lying naked together. This had certainly been an interesting weekend so far. I reluctantly climbed out from under Zac, trying my best not to wake him, and headed into the bathroom. I took a long cool shower, and came back into the bedroom. Zac and Ian were still asleep, but Dave had separated himself from Ian and seemed to be heading towards the shower. He was naked and I could see his big 7" cock jutting out in front of him. He was hard, probably a piss hardon, but I knew I wouldn't be able to resist. "You want me to take care of that?" I asked.
"Yeah. Go right ahead," came the reply. We went into the bathroom and closed the door to avoid waking Ian and my sleeping beauty, Zac. I knelt down in front of him, and ran my tongue down the length of his cock. It was kinda hairy, much hairier than Zac's, with a thick covering of hair at the base and on his balls. I licked the head, and placed my hands on his ass. I felt his hands slide into my hair, running through it softly. I slipped my lips across the head of his cock, and started to suck, gently. I bobbed my head up and down, swirling my tongue lightly around the head. He moaned a little, and started to thrust his hips at me, making me gag a little. I regained my control, and started to suck at him a little harder. He responded to this and started to thrust again. I liked this and started to knead his balls a little with one of my hands, keeping the other fixed to his shapely, muscular butt. I heard him moaning louder now, and I started to really go at him, knowing that he was close. I took the hand I was kneading his balls with and slid one finger up his ass, gently. I felt his cock tense a little and I pulled off, so just the head was in my mouth, and I felt his cum pump hard into my mouth, jetting against the back of my throat. I licked off his cock, cleaning it lovingly and stood up, kissing him lightly. "Thanks," he said.
"Anytime," I replied. His cock might not of been as nice as Zac's but I was hardly going to turn him down.
I walked back out to the bedroom leaving him to shower in peace and lay down next to Zac.
To be continued? Maybe if enough people want me to.
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