DISCLAIMER:
This is a story. None of the characters in the story exist and the events that take place are purely imaginary.
WARNING:
Do not read this story if you are in any way offended by acts of a homosexual nature.
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Always indulge in safe sex.
CYCLING WEEKEND (Part 1)
The Curtis family had lived in the same house for fourteen years and their next door neighbour's the Taylors had lived there even longer. The two families shared a number of things in common: both the fathers were at the local University and both the wives were professionals: Dr Curtis worked in the local hospital as a consultant and Mrs Taylor had a flourishing dental surgery. In addition both families had a son and a daughter each. The two boys were 3 days apart in age and had known each other since they were both two years old.
Bill Curtis was short with dark curly hair, brown eyes, a rather short round nose and thick lips. He was quite short for his age and showed little interest in sport except for cycling. Bill had been born in Sydney, Australia and had returned to England when his father had got a job at the University in the nearby city. Ben Taylor was blond haired, blue eyed, with a long thin nose and thin lips. He was rather tall for his age but like his best friend Bill he was not a sportsman but did enjoy cycling. Ben had been born in the local hospital and had lived all his life on the outskirts of the city where his father worked.
Bill and Ben had become friends almost as soon as they had met and had done everything together ever since: they went to primary school on the same day; they learnt to ride bikes at the same time; learnt to swim and transferred to the same secondary school together. They were more inseparable than Siamese twins. If they had not looked so different they could have been twins. Days and nights were spent in and out of each other's houses and the two boys had no secrets.
As they grew towards puberty the two boys became more aware of their own bodies and the changes that were taking place in them. Neither boy held back from telling the other of anything that they thought was of interest and importance. It was at this stage that they began to notice subtle differences in each other. Bill's cock was shorter than Ben's by about an inch and the skin on it did not cover the head; Ben's was longer and fatter and was covered with skin, which formed a tapered point beyond the tip of the head. It was not long before they realised that Bill was circumcised and Ben was not; the difference fascinated them. Bill loved to feel the silky skin that ran all the way from tip to the end of the shaft, while Ben enjoyed squeezing the spongy exposed head of Bill's prick. It was during one of their regular nightly examinations of each other that they both experienced their first wet orgasm. Bill had been playing with Ben's cock, which was hard and gently pulling the skin off the cock head when Ben had whispered to him to go faster. Bill obliged and very soon a small pearly white bubble of milky spunk had appeared at the end of his friend's foreskin. Ben had returned the favour and Bill's prick produced a similar satisfying result. In the days and weeks that lay ahead the two boys continued their wank sessions and had begun to produce rather more effective amounts of cum.
The two boys never tired of their wanking sessions but neither sought to do anything more. Both boys were in their way good looking and several of the girls at the school had their eyes on a date with one or other of them. Loving some way out of the city meant that dates were not easy to arrange and the two boys always had an excuse to say 'no'. They also found that their sexual desires were easily fulfilled by their mutual sessions back at one of their houses after school.
Even during the long summer holidays the two boys seemed inseparable as the two families holidayed together either in England or, as they got older and richer, in Europe. The boys shared a bedroom on holiday and their sexual lives were more than adequately satisfied. One experiment that they enjoyed when a little older was 'docking'. Bill had often speculated what it would feel like to have a foreskin. One day Ben had allowed Bill to push his exposed head inside his foreskin and then proceeded to wank himself and Bill off. When they came, spunk was all over the place and they had found it exciting and well worth repeating. Ben by now could roll his foreskin right off the head and liked Bill to wank him with it right back so that he could feel what it was liked to be tossed off like a circumcised boy.
When not on holiday, the two boys liked to cycle round the area and find quiet spots to eat lunch and sometimes have a quick outdoor wank. They knew the area backwards and no one had any concerns about them getting lost. This was the reason why the two boys were allowed by their parents to go on a camping/cycling weekend together in the summer after they had become 16. Planning and preparation went into the arrangements for the Friday to Monday trip as both boys hoped that if they proved successful, their parents would allow them a longer holiday later in the summer holiday.
Bill, who held the view that wanking Ben was OK but he had heard that there was more than that that they could be doing, decided that this would be an opportunity for further experimentation. If they were to be cyclists they should look the part. A week before the trip Bill went into the shopping centre with his mother and after she had gone off to do her errands, he had gone round to the local sports store. He entered the store and saw what he was looking for: a pair of Lycra cycling shorts. As he was looking, a young shop assistant, a couple of years older than himself, came up and asked,
"Can I be of help?"
"Yes, please. I'm going on a cycling trip with my best friend and I want a pair of cycling shorts but I'm not certain about what to buy", replied Bill
"Well the best way to find out is to take a few and try them on. We have a changing room back here", said the sales assistant.
The young man led Bill towards the back and left the teenager to try on the tight pairs of cycling shorts. Although not enormously large, the effect of wearing the shorts was to leave little to the imagination. Bill liked the look and admired the outline of his bulging groin in the mirror. After a few moments the assistant returned and was more than pleasantly surprised by what he saw. He tried to control himself but before he knew what he was saying the shop assistant exclaimed,
"Wow!! You look great in those!"
Bill turned and smiled appreciatively at the older teen, who continued to stare at the bulge with longing.
"One thing though," the older boy continued, "you need to wear something less large underneath and more comfortable. I think I have just the thing. Hold on a minute."
A moment later the assistant was back with a small but rather good looking pair of nylon briefs. He gave them over to Bill and said,
"Slip these on underneath instead of your thick underpants and see how that looks and feels."
The assistant disappeared and Bill pulled his cycling shorts and underpants down and stepped out of them. He had just got one foot in his new nylon briefs when the assistant reappeared. The assistant's timing was perfect as he got a full view of Bill's short, stocky, circumcised prick before it was hastily covered by the nylon briefs. Bill was somewhat embarrassed but the assistant seemed entirely at ease and continued to stare at the crotch area as it was covered over first by the nylon briefs and then by the Lycra shorts. At just the right moment the assistant whose own cock was hardening nicely leaned forward and gently touched Bill's pouch, as he did so he whispered,
"Just a tiny adjustment here to get you straight and I think you'll do nicely."
Bill's prick certainly went straight but in such a way that was not easily confined in the nylon shorts! The assistant's hands were the first apart from Ben's ever to touch his prick and it had gone hard immediately. The young assistant admired his handiwork and smiled at Bill,
"Yes, that certainly has done the trick!"
Looking Bill straight in the eye the teenaged assistant continued to hold on to the hard meat through the layers of soft fabric. Bill felt a tingle of excitement as the nylon brushed against the silky skin of his shaft and grazed the exposed head of his prick. The assistant saw the lustful look in Bill's eyes and dropped to his knees so that he could lick the hard shaft and head through the covering. He was rewarded with a small but growing wet patch mixture of saliva and pre-cum. The assistant pulled the Lycra pants down so that all that covered Bill's prick was the nylon briefs as he continued his oral action on the prick beneath. Bill had never experienced anything like it before in his life and he knew that he was enjoying what was happening and that the effect was going to be dramatic. Bill's prick was throbbing and pre-cum was oozing out and the head was pushing at the waistband. The assistant slowly licked the shaft and felt Bill's prick shaft throbbing through the nylon. The older teen moved his head to the tip of Bill's nylon covered piss slit and lacked greedily knowing that any second he would receive his reward. Bill, suddenly remembering where he was, let out a stifled groan as his spunk shot out from his balls, up his shaft and out in streams of creamy cum into the nylon briefs. The sucking teenager took it all and sucked the residue through the sodden nylon material, his own cock was out of his own shorts and he was wanking it furiously. Bill watched as the other boy's foreskin was worked backwards and forwards over the cock head until the angry red piss slit widened and he too showered spunk all over the changing room.
The assistant took a few seconds to recover his composure and quickly got dressed again. He looked at Bill and said quietly,
"Thanks. That was just what I needed! But I better get back to work now. Bring the things to the counter when you're dressed again."
Bill nodded and got dressed as the assistant disappeared back into the shop. Moments later Bill was at the till paying for the goods. The assistant smiled at Bill and said,
"I'll only charge for the cycling shorts, the other briefs look a bit soiled to me so you can have them free. You can always bring them back if they're the wrong size or as I suspect the right size but you'd like another 'fitting'."
"Thanks", replied Bill, "and thanks for all the help you gave me today. I'll be sure to be back really soon."
"Good. I'll hold you to that and I hope you and your friend enjoy the holiday."
As soon as Bill had gone, the shop assistant whose name was Kevin went into the office and made a telephone call. Kevin told the person on the other end of the line about the interesting customer he had just served.
Earlier that same afternoon, Ben had called round for Bill and had been surprised to learn that his friend had gone into town without telling him. Ben wondered what his friend could be doing but then decided that there was something he would like to do that was best done without Bill being present. Ben wanted to surprise his friend on their weekend together. Although he did not know it at the time, Ben's mind was working along the same lines as Bill's in that Ben wanted their sexual relationship to develop beyond just mutual wanking.
Ben got on his bike and rode into town, choosing the back route so that he would be sure that Bill would not see him. Ben got to the town quite quickly and found the shop he wanted. It was a large bicycle shop at the far end of the town (exactly as far away from Ben as Bill could have got had he known where in town his friend was). Ben went into the shop and looked at the rail of tight-fitting cycling shorts and chose a pair that he liked. They were, he knew, the right size and he went to the counter to pay for them. The assistant behind the counter looked at the garment and smiled at Ben,
"A good choice, if I may say so, Sir, very comfortable and good for cycling in. Would you like to try them on to check they are OK?"
Ben returned the smile but declined the young man's offer of trying them on before he bought them. For one thing he was not sure that he wanted the young man to be there when he tried them on and for another, Bill had a better idea for when and where he was going to try them on!!
The salesman wrapped the shorts carefully and handed the bag to Ben who took it and walked slowly out of the shop and back towards where he had parked his bike. As soon as Ben had left the shop, the young salesman went into the manager's office and asked if he could have his break early as there was something he needed to do quite urgently. The manager agreed and the salesman went to the back of the shop, put on his jacket and went out by a side entrance. He was just in time to see Ben cycling away so he followed quite quickly on foot. Ben was heading in the direction the shop assistant had expected - towards the local park. Adam, the shop assistant, knew that there was no need to hurry but he needed to be sure that his assumption was correct. He was!! As he got to the park entrance Adam could see that Ben had parked his bike in the cycle racks and had disappeared into the only place that was available - the toilets. Adam followed the path towards the toilets, keeping back as much as possible in case Ben had merely gone there for piss. In the minute or so that it took Adam to get to the door of the toilets he was convinced that he was right and that the young teen was in there trying on the cycling shorts and probably having a wank as well.
Adam entered the toilets but there was no-one standing at the urinals but one of the two cubicles was occupied and as he looked under the dividing wall he saw the bag from the shop where he worked lying on the floor. Adam swiftly slipped into the second cubicle and removed a small piece of paper that was jammed into the wall. Once he had removed the paper Adam had an uninterrupted view into the cubicle next door.
Ben was unaware that the cubicle next door was now occupied and equally unaware that he was being observed. He had removed his jeans and was pulling down his boxers as Adam began his observation. Adam could see the blond pubic hairs come into view, followed by the white soft skin of the young teen's cock shaft and finally the complete exposed glory of Ben's adolescent cock. Adam felt his own cock stir and he quietly undid his own trousers and let them and his underwear fall to the floor. Adam who was about twenty had a cock that was about the same size and shape as the one that he was watching. Like Ben he was uncut and his foreskin had rolled back and uncovered a large area of his pink cock head, especially now that he was hard. Ben's cock was semi-hard and the skin covered the whole length of his penis as he reached down and stepped into his newly acquired cycling shorts. Ben pulled them up and carefully fitted his cock into the cycling shorts. To Adam's relief, Ben then turned directly to face the wall that stood between the two cubicles and this gave the older shop assistant a beautiful full frontal view of Ben's cock encased in the material of the cycling shorts. Adam watched as Ben's hand reached down and began to caress his cock through the material and the older lad felt a little thrill of excitement as he watched Ben's cock begin to hard and grown inside the shorts. But watching wasn't enough, he needed to be in there with the teenager not just looking through a hole in the wall.
Adam found a small piece of paper and a pencil and quickly scribbled a note,
"I told you in the shop that they were a good choice, didn't I? Let me have an even closer look. Please. Looking through the hole is great and exciting but I'd rather have a closer look."
Adam quickly shoved the note under the wall. He looked through the hole and saw Ben stop suddenly and look down at the note. As Ben bent down he found the hole and saw the eye pressed to it. Adam looked back and then stood up to flash his rampant cock at the hole. Ben saw the cock and felt suddenly even randier than he had done when he first put the cycling shorts on. He found a pen and scribbled "OK" on the bottom of Adam's note and pushed it back under the wall. Adam took the note and wrote "open your door and let me in" and returned it to Ben. Adam pulled up his underwear and jeans and, having blocked the spy hole from his side, opened his door. A second later, Ben opened his door and Adam slipped inside to join him. Adam blocked the hole on their side of the wall and Ben re-locked the door. They arranged their belongings so that no one could see under the wall that there were two people in the cubicle.
Ben was rather nervous and Adam took charge of the process whispering to Ben that he was Adam and he only had a short break. Ben told Adam his name and then Adam reached down and began to fondle Ben's rock hard cock through the cycling shorts. Ben reciprocated by unzipping Adam's jeans and watched as they and the underwear beneath fell to the older lad's knees. Ben began to wank Adam's cock with a firm but steady hand as Adam worked on Ben's cock. Suddenly Adam stopped Ben and pulled away slightly so that he could kneel down in front of the younger man. Ben had heard about oral sex but neither he nor Bill had ever gone that far. Ben realised that he was about to find out what it was like and Adam's first touch on his cock with his lips almost made Ben faint. Adam had removed Ben's cock from the protective covering of the cycle shorts and had rolled Ben's foreskin off the head. Then he had gently put the cock back inside the cycling shorts and was now sucking the sensitive area of Ben's cock through his brand new cycling shorts. Ben had never experienced a sensation anything like it in his life and the effect of his nervousness over the location and the danger that it posed, combined with everything else made him lose control. As Adam began to move his mouth down Ben's shaft the shop assistant felt the pulsing begin and quickly returned his attention to the teenager's cock head. Ben got as far as whispering that he was 'cummi..' before he shot a burst of cum straight through the material of his new cycling shorts and into the older youth's mouth. Adam lapped up every drop of creamy spunk that escaped from the confines of Adam's cock and cycling shorts. The taste was as always delicious, Adam never tired of sucking dicks and eating cum. Ben, however, was mortified that he had shot his load into Adam's mouth and almost without warning and he wanted desperately to apologise. One look at Adam's smiling face told him that apologies were unnecessary although by the look of Adam's still hard cock some recompense was due.
Adam stood up and leaned close to Ben and whispered,
"First time?"
Ben nodded and Adam continued,
"Thought so. Great isn't it?"
Again Ben nodded and an anxious look must have crossed his face because Adam smiled reassuringly and said,
"Just wank me off if you want to."
Ben looked relieved and knelt down so that he could get a closer look at the cock he was about to wank and also so that he could get a better angle for his wanking action. Adam smiled down at him encouragingly and Ben began to work his hand over the length of Adam's cock and balls. Slowly increasing the speed of his wanking action and he could hear the soft sounds of satisfaction coming from Adam as the older youth's orgasm approached. When it happened Ben was slightly unprepared - he always could tell when Bill was about to shoot - and the force of Adam's moment of ecstasy was such that cum shot not only over Ben's hands but also onto his chest and into his open mouth. Quite unexpectedly Ben had had his first taste of cum and had found it not as bad as he had expected, in fact not bad at all!
Adam grinned down at Ben and mouthed the word "thanks" at him and Ben nodded back as Adam handed him something to clean himself on. It was a silky pouch. Ben took the garment and cleaned up as Adam began to pull up his underwear and jeans. Ben rose to his feet and whispered his thanks to Adam. Adam said quietly,
"Gotta go back to work. See you again soon, I hope! And Thanks."
Adam carefully opened the door a crack and seeing that the coast was clear let himself out of the cubicle, leaving Ben to get dressed again. A few minutes later Ben also now fully dressed, pulled the chain and exited the cubicle and walked slowly back towards where he had parked his bicycle.
When Adam got back to the shop the manager was just finishing serving a customer. Once the customer had left the manager locked the door, put up the 'closed' sign and came over to Adam and said,
"Well?"
"A very satisfied customer indeed," Adam replied.
The manager whose name was Keith then said,
"That's interesting. I've just had a call from the other shop where your friend Kevin works. Apparently a teenager about the same age as the one you served visited him and he told me that they had had a very exhilarating afternoon in the fitting room. Kevin's customer told him he was going on a cycling weekend with a friend. I don't suppose that Kevin's customer and your customer could be somehow be involved?"
Keith's hands were already tugging at the zip of Adam's jeans as the randy shop assistant smiled and said,
"I wouldn't be at all surprised."
"Neither would I," mumbled Keith as he buried his head in the folds of Adam's jeans and the manager and shop assistant retired to the store cupboard for further discussion and not a little bit of plotting.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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