Summer 2005
Part 2
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The next morning I waked up with a begging boner, all my dreams were about Frank, my horny boy. I felt my sticky skin and looked at the mess I made in my bed. I couldn't help myself and stroked my boner till the hot spurts of my cock juice hit my smooth chest.
I took a quick shower and went down for breakfast and found our home empty. My older brother went to school and my Mom and Dad were at their work.
It was a strange very warm Dutch day.
I took my bike and drove to the beach in just a pair of blue Speedo's. There were three bronze skinned Moroccan boys throwing a football. A lot of Moroccan kids live here. One tall kid was striking handsome! I stared at the water, sitting on my towel, but my eyes were the that teen. I shut my eyes and tried to relax with the sun beating my body. I loved to be one day out of school but missed Frank.
I was hit back into reality when the I was hit by the football. The handsome tall teen rushed over to me.
"Sorry, friend! Are you okay?"
"Yeah, don't worry!" I said to him with a big smile on my face. I shook the sand of my short blond hair. The boy gave me a pat on my naked shoulder and went back to his friends. After some time I looked at the Moroccan lads and saw the tall boy sitting alone on the sand.
Our eyes locked and we smiled to each other. I lifted my bottle of Coke and made a weird signal.
The youth got up and walked over to me.
"How are you doing. Do you have something to drink for me?"
"Sure..."
I handled him my bottle,
"Be my guest, sorry no cups around."
"You have to be at school."
"Does it show?"
The Moroccan lad smiled at me. I looked at his muscled body and saw he was a couple of years older then me. He must be 18.
"Don't worry, my lips are closed."
He looked at me and continued, "You have nice short blond hair... good white body. I like that. I'm Mohammed."
"Thanks man, blond and white is not always practical. I'm Angelo. What happened to your buddies?"
"My little brothers? I sent them back to school."
I liked this guy. He was really a hot male who smiled a lot and showed his bright white teeth. His body was strong and huge. He must attend a sport school.
He wore wide shorts and sandals, nothing more. His chest was huge in my eyes, my eyes were on his tanned skin and I wanted to stroke his little red little nipples. His biceps were well developed and in a flash I felt really like a little schoolboy.
We talked about sport and I invited him home. He agreed and I took my towel and shorts. He stopped me when I wanted to put my T shirt on,
"You can have some sun on your body, little white friend."
Riding our bikes I wondered if I made a terrible mistake inviting this handsome kid to my house.
We stopped at a small store and Mohammed bought some beer. He really was 18+! With a big smile he flashed his ID, I felt again very little.
Being at my room Mohammed tossed me a beer and opened one himself. He treated me as an equal.
"Would you mind if I take a shower? You know, I feel itchy from the sand on the beach."
I felt itchy too, but not from the sand. My cock was on fire looking at his sweat covered tanned body in his blue shorts. Mohammed was sitting on my bed with his powerful hairy legs spread wide. I noticed his big cock bulge. I managed to say,
"Go ahead. Be my guest."
I sat up to conceal my hard on that ragged inside my shorts. I watched as Mohammed walked to my bathroom. I admired his strong little ass and his relaxed attitude.
"Bring your beer and talk to me while I take a shower."
I sipped my beer and sat on the toilet and watched. Mohammed made a show for me. He unlatched his sandals and peeled out of those sexy blue shorts. He stood there big and handsome in his white jockey shorts. With a finger he touched his hard cock tenting the white cotton.
He took the waistband and slowly stripped them off. He had a big cut cock and his balls were great.
Mohammed ignored my pleading eyes and adjusted the shower spray. He stepped into the tub. He acted as a close friend, this was a `normal' situation. He smiled at me and said,
"Why don't you join me?"
I stood and forgot all my doubts and worries. I took of my shorts. His invitation was a wet dream... after a short hesitation I took my shorts and my Speedo's off.
Naked, I looked at his powerful body. Man, I felt little. Mohammed could read my thoughts, with a big smile he said,
"Don't worry, you look great!"
I joined him, standing next to this big boy. I was so happy and horny. I looked at his body and saw his giant boner. Mohammed smiled and touched my little teen boner.
"Nice cock you have! You can touch me, just do what you want, I like you."
I grabbed his man tool and stroked it. We hugged each other under the spray of the shower. Our hard cocks pressed against our stomachs. Mohammed was strong and he took me in his arms pressing me against his body.
We kissed eager and Mohammed darted his tongue deep inside my mouth. Mohammed was an expert and he sucked on my tongue. I never expected this.
Mohammed reached down and got the soap. He slowly lathered my body with great care. I returned the favour, soaping his body with special attention to his firm gorgeous buns. I played with his ass and Mohammed pressed himself down on my finger.
"Do it... my friend."
Slowly I shoved my finger inside his ass soaped hole.
Mohammed bent over in the tub and braced himself against the wall.
"Give me your cock, boy, I want to feel you deep inside me!"
I aimed my teen cock at his soap covered ass hole and pushed. My cock went inside his hot ass hole lubed with soap. It was easy and Mohammed pushed back on me. I felt hot and horny... my first real fuck. Fucking the tight ass of a real man. I groaned and my boiling balls hit his tanned cheeks.
I reached around for Mohammed's cock and jerked on his powerful tool while I fucked my first ass for real. Taking his ass doggy style. Mohammed begged with a horny voice,
"Boy, more, fuck me harder, you can do it! Show me you are already a real man."
I nearly lost control and fucked his tight man hole fast and furiously. My hot teen cum stirred in my balls and rushed up to my cock.
"Oh, Mohammed, take my load!"
I felt his warm tunnel around the exposed sensitive head of my cock. I took his hips and wrapped my slender arms around his strong body. I did bite his neck pressing myself on his back, my teen cock deep inside him.
I groaned and yelled,
"Yes, take it for me!"
I shot my boiling load deep inside his ass guts. As I climaxed I felt the sticky cum oozing out Mohammed's cock. I knelt down on the tub, with the spray of water hitting my back and I opened my mouth for him. I sucked his cock and stroked his strong body. Mohammed took my blond hair and shoved his manly cock deep inside. He smiled and I licked the salty cum off his cock.
"Hurry up"
"Why?"
"You will see."
Mohammed led me to my bed. His strong hand on my shoulder. He pushed me down and turned me on my stomach. I a flash I knew Mohammed wanted my virgin ass.
"No, I can't I am not ready."
He kissed my neck and whispered,
"You took my ass, little friend, now it is my turn. Don't worry, I will be gentle... wow found myself a real white virgin."
He turned me around and raised my legs up in the air.
"Angelo, I want to see your eyes when I take you. I will make you a man."
Mohammed lubed my ass hole with spit. His powerful cock probed at my entrance. I felt him, and my ass opened for him. I wrapped my legs around his hips, while this strong teen gave me his big cock. There was some pain... I wailed and felt it difficult to accept. I did fight him, but his strong heavy body was already in place.
"Just relax, you need this."
Mohammed kissed my lips to silence my protests and I knew he was right. He took my ass, slowly. I felt him enter, his cock head at my virgin ass lips... taking me, deeper and deeper. My ass lips stretched wide for him.
When he was in, I felt his heavy balls at my bum. He fucked his big prick deep in and out of my little ass.
I looked in my buddy's dark eyes. I moved with him now, taking it, his strong powerful invading cock. Mohammed's cock became rock hard deep inside me and he grunted,
"Yes, feel this moment. You will be a man!"
He filled me with his cum...
When Mohammed's softened cock plopped out of my ass, he lay beside me and slowly stroked my body.
"You are a wonderful boy. Angelo!"
Mohammed kissed my body and I started talking. My dreams, my jack off sessions, being gay. Mohammed just listened and after a while he licked my smooth chest. "You taste great, boy!"
"Can you stay, please?"
"I can't. I am sorry."
"How about tomorrow? Will you come back? Please!"
"I will try to..."
I kissed him hungrily when he got `dressed', well he just slipped his shorts on. He smiled and gave me another kiss.
"You can have my white's, you can wear them if they don't fall to your knees. Angelo, you are special, cute, a good boy. We see each other."
I admired his strong tanned body and was wondering if I do ever see him back. I heard the front door.
To my surprise I wasn't thing about Frank. I was thinking about Mohammed, about his tall bronze body. My first fuck. I wondered if Mohammed would return. I could smell his sweat in my sheets and I licked his cum from my pillow.
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