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This story is of adult friendship that becomes sexual, it is loosly based in truth but embellished with fantasy.
I've got a list of Australianisms and their definitions here to help non-aussies decipher the slang.
Australianisms: Dunnies = toilets/bathroom etc. Arvo = Afternoon Footy = Specifically AFL or NRL, Rugby Union Boardies = Swim shorts Thongs = Flip-flops Swag = camping mattress with waterproof cover, for sleeping under the stars Esky = Cooler
2nd Annual Boys Weekend: Part 1 - Ryan
My mate Ryan is a top bloke, my best mate, he's something special, for sure.
I'm 24 right now and Ryan's about 10 years older than me but the age gap never mattered. He's become sort of a surrogate big brother since we met at a charity event for Mental Health. I was going through a really rough time and my doctor had suggested reaching out to some support groups. Ryan was one of the organisers and we bonded instantly. Personality-wise we're a bit different, I'm a more reserved kind of dude, never rock the boat bit of a nerd. Whereas Ryan is your typical Aussie bloke; cars, beers, tits, cricket, footy, beers, you get the picture. But our sense of humour matches perfectly so we just get along like flies on shit.
Ryan helped pull me through the darkness and stuck by me when most of my other friends abandoned me. He kept me focused on moving forward.
Like any other Aussie bloke he wears tank tops, boardies and thongs 3/4 of the year and for the colder months you might find him in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He has dirty blonde hair, thinning a bit on top and a perpetually scruffy beard, like he hadn't shaved in a couple of days. He's a fit fella but not afraid of a pub feed and a few beers so he's soft around the middle.
He probably sounds pretty average to most people but to me he oozed masculinity and confidence. He's successful, driven, charismatic and kind. Seriously top tier good bloke and a sexy muther fucker. But he's 100% straight, and as far as he knows, or any of my mates know, I'm straight too. Never said otherwise so that's just how it is. I'm usually good, I follow the rules, you know, never fall for a straight guy!! God I'm such an idiot.
But I can be chill, I can just be mates, I don't need anything more. I just have to keep telling myself that and it will become true, right?!
The second annual Boys Weekend is coming up in a couple of days. Just me, Ryan, Max, Richo and Wally. I first met the other boys at last year's Boys Weekend, they are Ryan's mates. But they all welcomed me with open arms and an open beer or two...or three haha!
This year Ryan and I are heading down the coast to the campsite together. The other boys live further up north, in the city so they're travelling together. Ryan and I will get there first so we have to set everything up. He got a favour from one of his workmates and got us this spot at a semi private camp ground. It's only accessible to people who have purchased a spot, it's some cooperative holiday arrangement thing. I honestly don't know what it is, but it's got full amenities like proper dunnies and a shower block. There's also a couple of BBQs and fire pits. It's pretty far off the beaten track just outside this little country town I've never heard of near the coast but far enough away that it's still a good trek to the beach but it's real close to the Murrumbidgee River, so we were looking forward to swimming and dicking around in the water.
All week at work I was on edge, looking forward to Friday arvo. I kept telling myself I was just excited for the weekend of fun with the boys. But I think I was kidding myself if the thought of being in close proximity to a bunch of drunk Aussie blokes in the middle of nowhere wasn't getting my dick hard as well. I wasn't gonna pull a move on any of them, but I was at least hoping for some material for the spank bank. Especially Ryan. Fuck! Don't fall for a straight mate, idiot!
I took Monday and Tuesday off work so we get maximum weekend. I don't know what Ryan was planning to do, I didn't know much about his work, only that he worked as a Defence contractor. Secret shit. Friday arvo rolls around and I'm practically running out the door at 4.30pm to get home and pack my shit. I've still gotta drive over to Ryan's place. He said I can leave my car at his place cause his missus will be home all weekend so it'll be safe. As I'm on my way, little flecks of rain are hitting my windscreen. The clouds look foreboding, but it wasn't supposed to rain. At least that's what is said on the Bureau of Meteorology website. Trust me I checked and double checked. It better not fucking rain and ruin the weekend!
When I finally rock up at Ryan's place I let myself in his back door, as is the norm, he lives on a rural property outside of town. Ain't no one else coming by, so no need to lock the door. His Missus, Adriana (Ada for short), meets me in the kitchen. "Hey Bobby!" she says sincerely with an amazing smile that could knock out a heavy weight champ. "Ryan's just in the garage fiddling with the Cruiser before you go, did you want some dinner?". We hugged and did the cheek kiss (classic Aussie greeting for your mate's partner) "Actually yeah, cheers Ada, I'm starving" I replied pulling up a stool at the kitchen island. "I was going to get Macca's on the way out of town but didn't want to delay our departure".
Ada already had a plate ready for me, roast beef and veg, better than a pub feed, damn! Ryan hit the jackpot with this girl.
She gave me a stern, motherly look and said "Bobby! You gotta stop eating that junk, you'll lose all your good progress with your weight loss" I used to be a big fella but Ryan's been helping me get fit. I laughed with a mouthful of roast beef "I know, I know. That's why I didn't go". "and when was the last time you went to maccas, hmm?" she replied reproachfully. I swallowed the mouthful of food and looked up sheepishly "last night". She gasped facetiously "Bobby!!" you're a naughty boy, don't tell Ryan or he'll work you extra hard at training next week."
"Oh I'll work him alright...but what are we not telling me though" Ryan appeared from down the hall dressed only in a pair of dirty shorts he usually wore when working in the garage. I had to force myself not to gawk.
"well, I'll let Bobby tell you." Ada scoffed playfully. She turned and went to retrieve a plate for herself and Ryan.
"Bobby Boy!!" Ryan said finally looking at me directly he held out his hand and we shook as usual. "What have you done now, you're not back on that fast food crap are ya." he held my hand tight and gave me an appraising look. I laughed awkwardly "just, last night" "Well you know what that means, Bud, you'll be doing double time at training to work off that shit." he gave my hand one last aggressive shake and let go. He jumped onto the stool next to me and started eating. Ada joined us on Ryan's other side.
We talked shit while we ate, caught up on life etc. When we were done I gathered the plates and cutlery and took them to the sink to start washing. Ada was whispering in Ryan's ear flirtatiously and he was looking off into the distance with a cheeky grin. Ada was giggling and carrying on, with Ryan's hand caressing her neck. I had to look away and start the dishes. Ada sprung up "oh Bob, don't worry about that. I've got it" I turned back to her "No probs Ada honestly it's my pleasure" "Well I'll dry then" she said as she skirted around me to the other side of the sink. Ryan was walking back toward their bedroom, however he was butt naked, his grubby shorts now flung over his shoulder. I caught a glimpse of his hairy bum as he rounded the corner. I felt my guts do a flip at just the sight of the man's backside. Calm down Bob, calm down.
An hour later Ryan was behind the Wheel of his Land cruiser, tunes were blaring, both of us sipping on a beer. Stupid I know but we weren't getting drunk, just pre-game. By now the clouds were dark as shit, coupled with the dying afternoon light it was almost dark as night.
"these clouds better fuck off by the time we get to the camp" Ryan said as finished the last of his bottle and held it out for me to chuck in the bin. We both peered up and out of the windscreen at the clouds as large raindrops started pelting the glass. "fuck off!!" we yelled at the same time. Ryan grabbed his phone and changed the song to Thunderstruck by ACDC. "It's the law" he chuckled as the distinctive opening ramped up "if it looks like a thunder storm you are legally obligated as an Australian to play Thunderstruck." I nodded and we laughed out loud.
By the time we reached the turn off into the camp property, it was absolutely bucketing down. Ryan had the wipers on full speed but we only caught glimpses of the winding dirt road. It was scary as fuck, my knuckles were white the whole time. "haven't heard from Richo and the boys yet?" he asked me. I checked my phone, not a lot of service but a text message should have got through. "nah nothing yet." "check my phone." he said as he clumsily handed me the device. He didn't want to take his eyes off the road, the dirt road had practically turned to mud, lucky we were in the Land Cruiser. I checked his phone. "no messages, but also no service" "bloody Optus! They're coverage is shit out here. Have you got service?" "Yeah, like one bar." I said, glancing quickly at my phone. After about 30 minutes of worsening roads and heavier rain we finally pulled into a clearing, there was a fence and a sheep grate ahead of us. After which the road was sealed with some dodgy looking asphalt. "Let's pull up here and check in with the boys, find out where they are. Cause you just know that Richo drove them down in his fully sick rice burner." He seemed ticked off so I didn't respond. We pulled up and I handed him my phone. He was better friends with the boys so it was better for him to make the call.
He called Richo and I could hear him on the other end, the rain was still loud as fuck, Richo was practically yelling. "alright mate, alright, got ya. Drive safe aye. See you when we see you. Send messages to Bobby's phone. Mines got no service. Alright sweet. Catch ya" Ryan finished the conversation and handed me back my phone. "what did I fucking tell you? He drove down in the fucking Skyline! What a fucking dumbass, he knows this spot is on a dirt road. Fuck sake" Ryan chuckled though his frustration was plain. "Well Bobby my boy" he said finally as he slapped his hand onto my shoulder. "looks like it's just you and me for a while." My guts. instantly did a somersault. "whaddya mean" I said in a slightly panicked voice. "geez mate, get more excited why don't you." Ryan replied sarcastically. "fuck off" I laughed as I shrugged his arm off, he had started rubbing my neck in that weird no-homo way straight guys do sometimes "you know I'm fucking keen for this weekend and even if I have to spend the whole thing with you I'm sure I'll survive, I'm sure we can make our own fun." fuck that sounded gay! I thought to myself. Ryan gave me the side eye and smiled his big cheeky grin. Fuck me how am I going to get through this! "So?" I repeated "Where are the boys?". "aw shit, right I totally forgot. The entrance to the property is fully flooded. Looks like even some of the trees have fallen over the road. They drove a few minutes down but had to turn back or else risk getting bogged in the rice burner. Richo didn't want to risk his baby so they're heading back into town. We'll go back to the entrance tomorrow morning and assess the damage." There was silence for a moment when suddenly a thought struck me. "shit we only brought our swags, what are we going to do for sleeping tonight." "No worries mate. Should be all sorted. My mate, Nate, who's letting us use the camp ground said the amenities block has got a spare room. We can sleep there tonight so we don't have to sleep in the rain or in the Cruiser. I think I'd die if I had to put up with your snoring and toxic maccas farts in this enclosed space" "fuck off, as if you don't crop dust everyone and everything when you have the chance." Ryan laughed haughtily. "Righto, let's get going. Not much longer now." "Is anyone else staying at the camp?" "Nah, Nate said no other guests this weekend." It was nearly winter so that made sense, not much point visiting a camp ground when kids are still at school and the weather is cold.
We drove for another 20 minutes on the asphalt road, it looked like it had been done recently, much nicer to drive on than the mud track back there. We rounded a corner and the campground came into view through the cones of the cruiser's high beams, rain still pelting down. It was fenced off with 8ft high fences with barbed wire, ostensibly to stop the roos from bounding in but most likely put up to protect the investment of the owners. A large automatic gate was right in front of us, a small number pad was next to the driver's side window. Ryan opened his window and tiny raindrops bounced into the cabin, he took a deep breath and leaned out the window to enter the code, when he pulled his torso back into the cabin his top half was drenched. "fuck me dead, it's a bit wet out there" he said with that classic Aussie larrikin tone as the gate lumbered open and we drove in. We parked as close as we could to the amenities block but we were still going to have to run through the downpour to get inside. The rain drenched us both instantly as we got out of the car and by the time we got to the amenities block and Ryan was desperately trying to unlock the door I had forgotten what it was like to be dry.
Ryan flicked on the light and we winced at the bright fluorescent glow. The entrance to the amenities was a small tiled room with some wooden benches. The doors straight ahead of us lead to the gendered toilet and shower blocks. To the right was a small kitchen and dining room and to the left was a mostly empty multi-purpose room. "Home sweet home!" Ryan said he poked his head into the various rooms. "Don't go too far in yet, mate, we don't want to track too much water in here. Shit! We didn't bring any of the gear in." I had my backpack with me but my duffle bag and my swag were both still in the cruiser. All of Ryan's shit was in the cruiser as well. I dropped my bag on the floor. "Be a good mate and go get the rest of our stuff would you. I've got to do some things to prepare, Nate gave me this monster list of requirements for when we check in." "yeah, yeah, sure, you just don't want to get wet again." "You'd be right there Bobby, my boy." Ryan said as he peeled off his wet shirt and laid it down on one of the benches. "I'll make sure all the lights work and the water heater's on, would be good to grab a shower and warm up before bed" Ryan was right, it was freezing in my soaked clothes. I gave him a once over as I went to walk out the door, with no shirt on and just a pair of rugger shorts I couldn't help but have a quick perv. He didn't have much chest hair, a scragly tuft in the center of his pecs that trailed down into his shorts. I swear I could see the outline of his dick through the wet material too. My guts flip flopped again and I hurried outside to grab the gear. It was just as wet and cold outside as it had been before. But now, however, I noticed that just around the cruiser the compacted soil driveway had turned into a thick slurry of mud. I was wearing jeans and joggers which were already wet. Now I was going to have to step all in the mud to get the gear. I kicked my shoes off and left them in the entrance room then hiked up my drenched jeans. I dashed to the Cruiser and grabbed as much as I could, had to grab the esky as first priority as we would definitely need a beer once inside. There were still a few things in there, I'd have to make another trip.
The thought of taking off my wet clothes, drying off and putting fresh, warm clothes on filled me with determination as I picked up all the bags and marched back into the amenities block. Ryan was waiting at the door watching me. "Did you get everything? He asked as I dropped my load on the floor. "nah still a few bags, I'll go get them now." As I turned to exit the building Ryan followed me. "Shit! It's a bit sloppy on the ground here mate" he called over the heavy rain. I didn't have anything to say to that, he wasn't wrong. As we reached the car Ryan took an awkwardly long step, next thing I knew he had slipped ass over tit and as he fell he grabbed my shoulder for support. I wasn't expecting it so I fell to my knees and he ended up sprawled in the thickening mud. Ryan was face down in the mud, practically covered head to toe. I got lucky, and I was wearing jeans. "Get fucked!" I heard Ryan shout, a half sincere, half laughing exclamation. I immediately started pissing myself laughing, as Ryan and I got to our feet. "What's the damage?" he asked me as the rain drops started spreading the mud all over his body. "You look like a literal piece of shit" I laughed again. In one quick movement Ryan had both his arm and legs wrapped around me as he said "c'mere mate time for a hug" I tried to push him off. In the back of my mind though I could feel his crotch pressed into my leg. "Get off, cunt!" I protested weakly. As he disengaged the hug he said "No worries mate, once we're inside we can strip off and get these clothes into the washing machine in the kitchen." He laughed hard and grabbed two of the bags and proceeded inside, carefully planning his footsteps. I reached in and grabbed the last three bags, took some finessing to get the biggest one out, Ryan's rolled up swag. And by the time I had closed the cruiser's door and got back into the entrance room I saw the bags Ryan brought in and dropped haphazardly, along with 2 dirty footprints leading into the blokes shower block. I heard a shower head turning on and my heart skipped. Was I about to get a glimpse of Ryan's dick?
I had fantasised about seeing him naked from pretty much the moment we met. I was particularly interested to know if he was circumcised or intact. I am waaay into foreskin and there's something special about an Aussie bloke with an intact prick. I can't describe it properly. It's just natural, and sexy and hyper masculine. Not to say I couldn't appreciate a cut cock. I've had many hookups with cut guys and I loved every minute. But yeah my fetish is foreskin for sure haha!
I met Ryan's brother at a BBQ weekend he hosted, we were setting up some fat cigars for the evening and Ryan's brother took hold of the cigar cutter turned to his brother and said "Hey Ryan, do you trust me with your foreskin" I had to stop myself from appearing interested. My dick got hard instantly. Ryan's brother must know he's intact, why would he say that otherwise. My mind exploded with fantasies, including not just Ryan but his brother too, but that's another story.
"Oi Bobby" I heard Ryan call from the blokes shower block. "Get the fuck in here and get cleaned up. We can't do shit if we're covered in mud. Nate will actually kill me." I grabbed 2 beers out of the esky and my duffle bag and proceeded into the shower block.
There's something about Aussie shower blocks and toilets, I don't know if it's just that a lot of Aussie baby gays get their first glimpse of male anatomy in a changing room or at a urinal trough or if they do something to make them attractive for pervs, cause when I entered that room I felt my dick twitch. That musty, still water smell mixed with cleaning products and the humidity from a bunch of showers. Had to keep my cool though. They were probably stall showers. Gang showers had become rarer and rarer in Australia since the late 90s. 3 toilet cubicles were on one side of the room and on the wall at far end was a large piss trough. The shower block must be around the corner. I could hear the noise of the shower getting louder, definitely didn't sound partitioned. Fuuuck! "Come on Bobby, we don't have a lot of hot water tonight. You'll have to have a cold shower." I seriously considered it. As I turned the corner I saw the layout of the room and I saw the man of my constant fantasies standing butt naked, turned away from in the small gang shower. There were 3 shower heads and Ryan was under the middle one. I tried to keep my cool as I approached the benches on the opposite wall. I put down the beers and my bag and turned away. I took some deep breaths and calmed myself down. Nothing's going to happen, Bobby, get a grip, just have a normal shower and archive as many glances into the spank bank as you can. Just keep your cool. "Fuck you're slow" Ryan called "hurry up and get your gear off!" "Sounds good after that down poor and unexpected mud bath, thanks for that" I laughed "just grabbing my towel." I stripped off my shirt and shucked my jeans with difficulty because they were so wet. I heard Ryan wolf whistle. Why was he making this so hard for me? With one final deep breath I slipped off my briefs.
I chucked everything in a pile, grabbed the beers and turned toward the shower block. There was nothing blocking the view into the showers, no curtains, no privacy walls, nothing. A classic gang shower. Ryan was turned away from me again, almost like he was teasing me. He had his head under the stream. I took the opportunity to check him out. I had seen him without a shirt many times. I'd also seen his back side many times as well due to various moonings and shenanigans . But this was different, me and Ryan were completely alone both completely naked. And I had a full unrestricted view of his body. His hairy back and ass, the hair spreading down the backs of his legs, not super thick but enough to get that specific masculine effect. He was running his hands through his hair, head under the stream and I got a good look at his hairy pits, there was still a bit of mud under one of them. I laughed as I stepped up to the slightly raised shower block. Any normal straight bloke would have taken the left shower head, instead Ryan picks the damn middle, so no matter what we'll be close together.
He left me no option however as he had turned on the shower head to his right for me. I got under the stream and plunged my head in. It was so nice, warm and comfortable that most of my anxiety about showering with my mate vanished.
I felt Ryan open the beers I was holding, my eyes were still closed and I didn't have a free hand to wipe the water out of my eyes. He took the bottle from my left hand and clinked the bottle in my right hand. "Cheers mate, perfect time for a shower beer." I spluttered a bit as I turned my head to look at Ryan. I wiped my eyes with my free hand and finally copped a good look at Ryan's dick.
He was indeed intact. His foreskin came to a neat tip over his glans. He didn't have a huge flaccid dick, in fact it was average, maybe a little on the smaller size. However that didnt matter to me in the slightest, it was fucking perfect. He also had a nice thick bush of pubes and his furry nuts hung decently low. After a good few seconds of unabashed staring I looked away quickly, I was pretty obvious. Stupid! Ryan chuckled softly as I turned away from him trying my best to keep my little brain from reacting. I could feel myself on the edge of a massive boner. "At least you didn't end up in the mud though" Ryan spoke, breaking the slight tension brought about by the silence. I laughed genuinely and said "Fuck you, you grabbed me on your way up and dirtied me up just as much." I turned to face Ryan again. He was facing me dead on. I forced myself to look at his eyes. Which, to my surprise, were definitely looking at my own dick. Without a shred of embarrassment he continued "Mate, I doubt it. That filthy shit got down my shorts and up my nostrils so I think I had it worse". "Speaking of" I said with a grin "you missed a spot" and I lifted my arm to indicate the mud under his pits. "What where?" he began looking all over his body. He lifted both pits but didn't seem to see it. "Show me!" he said finally as I held in my laughter. I poked my finger under his armpit and gave it a wiggle. "here fuck head".
He shrieked with laughter and jumped away from my finger. "I'm going to get you back for that, Bobby boy" he slid a thumb across his throat mockingly. "for what!? Showing you the dirty spots on your nasty body" We laughed for a bit as we finished off the cold bear under the warm stream. I couldn't help myself taking a couple more glances at Ryan's body and his dick in particular. Fuck! it's so hard to do it nonchalantly. He looked over at me with such confidence. But as I looked one more time, it was as though Ryan had read my mind. "Why do you keep looking at my dick like that, dude?" there was no aggression in his tone, more unconcerned enquiry. " My heart immediately beat into my throat. Thumping away, I could feel my face heating. "oh um, yeah sorry, mate I just..." But he cut me off. "don't apologise, mate. You didn't do anything wrong. I'm just wondering why your eyes keep darting around to my junk, is there something wrong with my junk" He laughed. "It's not that, I'm sorry mate, I just um, I don't really see other blokes up this close, I suppose I was just curious" I swallowed hard and felt incredibly stupid. My guts were burning but somehow through the awkwardness, my dick began to swell. "Mate, I just said, you don't need to be sorry. If you want to have a good look at my equipment now is the best time. It doesn't bother me in the slightest, go for gold" He winked and dunked his head under the stream. It was like he was giving me permission to look. So I did, I leaned a little closer too and Ryan sort of positioned his pelvis in a way that allowed me unrestricted view. There was a bit of mud on his inner thigh. "You are quite interested in my dick though aren't you" he wiggled his hips swinging his dick and balls back and forth. "oh sorry mate" I looked away again. "Bobby, if you apologise for that shit one more time I'm going to kick you fair in the nuts" We both looked down at my slightly puffed member. "If you're that interested you can touch it if you want, Bud" Ryan said, and suddenly the jovial tone had left his voice and it was replaced by seriousness. I was terrified. This felt extremely unreal. "I uh yeah I mean if that's ok" "Sure is, Bud" he said, sticking out his hips again as if presenting to me."Honestly this shit doesn't faze me in the slightest."
I couldn't stop my dick from growing now. I could hear the soft patter of the showers and the rain outside as we stood there. "I uh, yeah" I said awkwardly, my mouth had become bone dry. As my now rock hard dick pulsed along with my heartbeat I reached out a hand and cupped Ryan's balls. He had nice, furry low hanging balls. I felt the weight in my hand and lifted them a few times. Ryan stared at me intently, the beginnings of that cheeky grin forming on his face. I shifted my hand onto his dick just feeling the softness of his flaccid member. I travelled my fingers down to the tip of his foreskin and pulled it a little. "Does your foreskin go back?" I asked, didn't want to hurt him if it was tight. "Sure does, bud" he winked at me again "oh but, I've been pissing through the skin all day, it might be a bit rank, haven't had a chance to..." he trailed off I slowly pulled his skin back, just sliding it purposefully over his nob. I got down on my knees and gave his nob a sniff. Ryan let out a stifled giggle. I could feel his dick hardening now. "You're a nasty boy, bobby. Who'd have thought Robert Lloyd would like dick stink, what else do you like huh?" He said in that cheeky mocking tone, no malice. I looked up at his face, he was still looking me dead in the eye with zero embarrassment. "yeah" I said nodding "I fucking love it, dude." I continued to pull his foreskin back and forth over his nob, his dick was nice and plump now, not full yet. I thought to myself that if he was this receptive I might as well see how far he'll go. While staring directly at him I opened my mouth and moved my head down so my mouth was hovering over his nob. Ryan gave a small nod. My lips met the tip of his dick and my mind was going nuts, this is my fantasy playing out perfectly. I used my lips to skin him back once more and then engulfed his cock head with my mouth, letting his now rapidly expanding dick fill up in my mouth. Ryan shuddered with pleasure as I slid my tongue all over his nob, savouring the musky aroma and flavour of a natural cock, left to sit in his jocks all arvo and now in my mouth. "ffffuck meee dead" he moaned "you're good at that Bobby. I didn't think I'd get hard so quick."
My dick ached, but I didn't want to touch it in case that was too far for Ryan.
I pulled him off to admire his erect dick. It was fucking superb, probably around 6.5 inches, his foreskin covered most of his nob while erect and you could see its outline clearly defined under the skin, nice and big. It was pointing straight up and throbbing every now and then.
"You have a perfect cock, mate" I said "Cheers, mate" Ryan replied with a big smile.
After a few seconds of admiring his member I began sucking his dick more vigorously. I wouldn't say I'm a really talented cock sucker but for Ryan I would do a porn star job. I slobbered and sucked, enjoying the feeling of his precum spreading in my mouth. Ryan was squirming every now and then as I swivelled my tongue all over his dick massaging it with my mouth. If it was at all possible I felt his dick harden even more which turned me on like crazy.
"Mate, unless you want a mouthful of cum you better slow down" I looked up into his eyes and hummed my assent. "mmmm hmmmm" "Shit Bobby! You'll let me cum in your mouth" he exclaimed as a moan escaped his lips. "Ada never lets me cum in her mouth... Do you swallow too?" he asked with excitement. "mmm hmmm" I replied again, now determined to get his load.
"oh shit, oh shit" Ryan's toes were curling as he neared the point of no return. I maintained my speed and kept sucking. "Fuck Bobby, here it comes mate, oh fuck! FFFFUUUUUUUUUUUCCCKKKKKK!!!" He bellowed and I felt his dick spasm and flood my mouth with his cum. 5 or 6 spurts erupted in my mouth feeling it twitch in my mouth almost sent me over the edge, I savoured the feeling of cum escaping from his urethra, feeling it against my tongue. I swallowed the whole load without a second thought. I continued sucking slowly, intent on spending as much time on Ryan's dick as I could manage, this might be the only time I get to do this. After a few more seconds Ryan pulled me off as his nob was sensitive. He was breathing heavily. "Shit, bobby, you are fucking good at that." he returned himself under the shower stream and dunked his head. I returned to my feet and did the same. "Your turn, Mate" he said as I wiped water out of my eyes. "You don't have to do that, mate. I understand" "That's not how this works, bud, I won't suck a dick but I'll jerk you off." He reached over and took a hold of my excruciatingly hard dick. "Oh fuck!" I said in surprise "Careful Ryan, I'm on a hair trigger" Ryan only had time for a few tugs of my own dick, he replicated my slow foreskin wank and I was cumming, cumming harder than I had cum in years. I felt the waves of pleasure ripple through my entire body. As I came back to my senses Ryan was still standing with my dick in his hand. My foreskin was pulled back behind the corona and Ryan had a look of awe on his face "Shit dude, you weren't lying. Your first spurt landed over there in the changing area. You're cleaning that up" he laughed, returning my foreskin back over the nob as he released my dick. "Man, Ada had you pegged buddy" Ryan laughed as we stepped from the showers into the changing area. "Huh?!" I exclaimed a bit taken aback "She said she seen the way you look at me, she knew you'd want to have a fiddle with my equipment." "Oh shit" I said involuntarily "I'm so..." But Ryan cut me off again. "Don't you fucking dare finish that sentence, dick head! This was her idea." Ryan laughed as he squared up for a kick. I reflexively cringed and covered my dick. "Ok ok, I get it!" "Don't get me wrong, I was fully oblivious to it. But that sort of shit doesn't bother me and Ada is mad turned on at the idea of me getting serviced by a mate." "She is?!" "Yep, I'll give her the full story when I get back and then I'm going to fuck her like a jack hammer!" Ryan wiggled his dick back and forth. "But just so we're clear" he spoke seriously now "I'm not gay, I don't want a relationship with you or anything like that. I hope we can just stay good mates." "Fuck yeah we can." I said heartily and meant it. "Good Lad" Ryan said with finality. We were soon dry and dressed.
Nothing seemed odd or different about Ryan's behaviour after that. On the contrary he seemed really happy. We stayed up for another few hours sinking piss, talking shit and listening to music. I felt a bit apprehensive, like we should talk about what happened but I didn't want it to be an issue if Ryan wasn't going to treat it like one. I fell asleep holding my still hard dick. The spank bank was full for a lifetime. I had not only seen Ryan's dick, I touched it, I had it in my mouth, I tasted and swallowed his cum. What else was in store for this Boys Weekend? I'll worry about that in the morning.
I hope you enjoyed my story, please feel free to send me feedback and suggestions.
Stick around for part 2 when the other lads finally arrive at the cap grounds.
Cheers
Kbom