Lads Holiday
This all happened a few years back now. I was 20, just finished my second year at University, and had just come out to my mates from home. A bunch of us still kept in touch and my mates were all from a nice part of the city and were cool with me being gay. This is the UK after all.
That summer, one of my oldest mates Dan arranged a lads holiday away, and my being gay obviously hadn?t changed the way he thought of me, as I was one of the first invited along. In the end eight guys signed up for it, and included Dan and Rich, both old school mates, a couple of Dan?s mates from University, a guy Dan had gone to primary school with down in Brighton, Charlie, and then two of Charlie?s mates.
Before I go any further I should probably say a bit about me. I?m Ste, now 25, but 20 at the time of this. I?m about 6? tall, pretty slim, and not camp at all, but not exactly masculine either. If I was straight i?d be called a metrosexual. But as i?m gay, i?m just a pretty normal gay guy, i guess.
At this point in my life, i?d just come out to friends and family and was on a high of being open about myself and the vast majority of people being cool with it. I had obviously been checking hot guys out for years, but now I could finally embrace that part of me. I already knew the kind of guys I found hottest, and it was the classic hot, muscled, cocky jock types that I found irresistible. I guess I was kind of relishing the idea of going on a trip with seven young hot straight guys.
Our destination was Berlin, but we had an early morning flight and so everyone gathered in London the night before, ready to get a taxi in the morning to the airport. If we?d have been ten years older we might have thought that it would be sensible not to stay out too late the night before we needed to get up at 5am. But we were 20, so we didn?t even think about it, and just dumped all our stuff in one of the four bedrooms we?d booked, and headed out into town to get smashed.
We found this cool late bar that was darkly lit and had a decent bar area, and a dance floor, and various spots in between. All of the guys were chatting and catching up and having a laugh, downing pints of lager pretty quickly.
I?d met Charlie, Dan?s mate from Brighton, a few times before, in the last couple of years, when he?d been up visiting Dan, and again when Dan, Rich and I all had a trip down to Brighton. I remembered what a stud he?d been. We were in a bar in Brighton one night and every girl in there seemed to know him. In the space of 15 minutes he had two random girls come up and just French kiss him, say something in his ear then move on. And he just smiled and lapped it up. He was maybe 5?11 tall and had dusty blond hair, a nice tan, a bright smile and a cute face. He was hot, and he knew it.
Back then, i?d been struggling with my sexuality and I guess i?d just looked like a geeky straight boy in his shadow. But now things were different. I was gay, and felt more confident about how I looked and acted.
Dan told Charlie about my recent coming out early on while we were in the bar, and he?d smiled, patted me on the shoulder and said ?that?s really cool Ste?, or something like that.
At some point later into the evening, most of the guys were on the dance floor and I was having a rest on one side, with another beer. I saw Charlie come back out of the gents, and he caught my eye and headed across.
I could tell he was pretty drunk as he headed over, and he had a fixed grin on his face by this point of the evening. He came across and put his arm round me.
?Alright Ste, you ?avin a good evening?? he said
?Yeah? I said feeling slightly uncomfortable with how close he was, ?it?s been a cool night?.
He leaned in and lowered his voice slightly.
?So, I was wondering if you could help me out with something? he said and looked in my eye. ?I always wonder how my dick measures up to other guys, and I was thinking you?ve probably seen a lot of dick right??
I wasn?t expecting that. I mumbled a response that wasn?t either yes or no.
He used the arm round me to turn me to face towards the dark wall where there was currently nobody sitting. He reached and started undoing his jeans.
?Hey? I said, suddenly seeing he wasn?t joking, ?you can?t get your dick out in a bar!? I said.
He grabbed my arm though. ?Cmon man, I really wanna know. Help me out yeah??
I looked in his eye and thought I could see vulnerability, and that made the guy even more attractive. So I conceded. ?Ok, sure.?
He opened his jeans and slid his thumb under the waistband and opened it up.
Lying in his tight white pants, unbelievably, was the nicest looking dick ever. I?d expected it might be a bit small, given his reservations, so I wasn?t expecting this. Even if it didn?t grow any more when hard, it looked like it would still be an eight incher, and it was a proper thick cock.
I noticed my tongue involuntarily lick my lips, and then pulled it back in when I realised what I was doing. I snapped out of the momentary reverie, and realised i?d spent a couple of seconds too long looking. My eyes darted back up to Charlie?s. He was smiling.
?So what do you reckon?? he said, holding my gaze and raising an eyebrow.
I was slightly flustered. ?I...err...yeah, well it?s preety erm...?
Then I remembered the question he?d actually asked me before.
?Yeah, erm, I don?t think you got anything to worry about in terms of measuring up? I said and smiled.
He nodded, holding my gaze, then did his jeans back up.
?Thanks Ste? he said. Then he leaned into my ear. ?Play your cards right and I might let you get down and suck on it for me sometime?
He picked up his beer glass, looked me straight in the eye and raised his eyebrows to confirm that he was being totally serious, then turned and walked off. I watched him walk across to the others, and in seconds he was dancing and joking with the guys again, back at the centre of attention.
I went over and joined the group again after a little bit, and had a good night, but avoided making eye contact with Charlie. More than anything, I was scared of springing a boner.
We got back to the hotel at about 2.30am, and piled into the room where we?d dumped our bags. We?d booked four twin rooms, so people just grabbed their bags and headed off. Charlie?s two mates went off to the first. Dan?s two mates from Uni grabbed the second, leaving me, Dan, Rich and Charlie.
?I?ll share with Ste?, Charlie said, and i just nodded, and we grabbed our bags and headed off. We only had about 2 hours to sleep anyway, so I figured that the sleeping arrangements really made little difference.
We got into the room and chucked our stuff on the floor, and I just collapsed onto the bed. Charlie started to get undressed. He peeled off the tshirt and is checked out h gym toned chest. It was honestly like the jock guys you see in porn. A whole lot of bad thoughts were going through my mind, but I wasn?t going to make any kind of move. By this time, i?d figured he must have just been joking earlier.
He folded up his top, then slipped off his shoes and socks. Then he started rubbing his crotch.
?Man, I always get horny after i?ve been drinking all night? he said, and my heart missed a beat. Charlie was looking the other way, so I couldn?t see his expression to read it.
Then he turned round and slid down his jeans, so he was just there in those familiar tight white boxers.
?I was inches away from getting to fuck that slutty girl with the big tits?. He said. I could picture her in my mind. I still can actually. She had been all over him, running her hands over his chest and his tight ass, while he had had his hand all up her skirt.
?Bitch that she had to go, and leave me all horned up.?
There was a pause, then he said it.
?Ste. Are you gonna get your ass over here and help me out or what??
I looked across at him.
He smiled. ?I wasn?t going to give it you so fast but i fuckin need to unload?.
I sat up on my elbows, not sure how to react. My first thoughts were that I wanted to, but then that it might make the holiday kind of weird.?
?Ste? he said more firmly now. ?Get here now? he said and pointed to the ground. I was too drunk and too horny to make any kind of protest. I wanted his dick, there was nothing else too think about.
I slid across the bed, and down onto my knees in front of him, and looked up in his eyes. He smiled, clearly enjoying the power.
?Good boy. Nice and obedient, he said, putting his hand on my head, then grabbing my hair. ?Get your nose in my crotch boy and start kissing? he said, releasing my hair.
I paused momentarily, but then just obeyed. I buried my face in the musky smelling fabric of his boxers. I could feel his hard meat underneath pressing across my face. I felt his hand on the back of my head and he started grinding it across my face.
?Ok, now take my boxers off? he said. His voice was now totally commanding. He sounded very comfortable with that. I quickly peeled them down and off.
?Start by getting the head all wet, then get to work boy?. I obeyed. His cock tasted incredible. All that was going through my mind was how lucky I was to be this awesome guy?s cocksucker in this moment.
In truth this was only the second cock i?d ever sucked, so i?m not sure I was great, but i have big cocksucking lips, and they seemed to be doing a good job, making sure to keep my teeth from getting anywhere near his dick. I seriously wanted to make sure he enjoyed this.
His dick was rock hard thoughout, so I could feel he was enjoying it. He was groaning, and his hands kept grabbing my hair, holding my skull and giving me light slaps on the cheek.
I threw myself into it and didn?t even see where the flash of light came from. I looked up and saw Charlie with his phone in his hand. It went off again. But right now I didn?t care. I just wanted to taste his jizz filling my mouth.
I could feel he was getting close. His breathing was getting quicker, his incredible dick was pulsing, he was holiding me and trying to push it deeper with each thrust. Then I felt his hand on my hair and pulled his dick out.
?Beg for it boy?
Right then, the only thing on my mind was taking his dick and swallowing his load.
?Please let me suck your dick, let me swallow your load, please? I said quickly, desperately.
?Yeeah boy? he said smiling broadly. Holding onto my hair, he thrust his dick back in. He thrust it in and out three times, then pulled out again and held my head back again, holding tight on my hair.
?Beg again, but call me Sir this time boy?.
My dick twitched and got even harder than it already was.
?Please Sir, I want your dick so bad Sir. Please let me suck your dick and take your jizz deep inside me Sir?.
Charlie laughed. ?You fuckin love that don?t you boy??, and he stuffed his dick back deep in my mouth.
A few more thrusts and I felt both his hands on the back of my head and a final deep thrust in, followed by an explosion of cum in my mouth.
We stayed in that moment for about 10 beautiful seconds, then he pulled out.
?That was nice boy? he said, slapping me on the cheek. ?I?ve had better cocksuckers, but you?re eager, and i like that?.
I started to play with my own dick. He looked down.
?Go in the bathroom if you?re gonna jerk off boy, I don?t wanna see that?.
I quickly went through and shot a massive load in the toilet, then returned back to the bedroom. It started to dawn on me that things could start to get awkward now.
?Hey, Charlie? I said, nervously. ?You?re not gonna tell the others about this right??
?Nah mate, no worries?
?And the photo??
?Just for my wank bank Ste. I promise you. We?re cool. You did good?
I just smiled. I probably should have felt more nervous, but for some reason I did feel like I could trust him. But as I would soon find out, there was a whole lot of holiday yet to come...
Thanks for reading the first chapter. If you liked it, or if you have more ideas for what happens next, i?d love to hear :) My email address is studfish23@yahoo.co.uk