The Boy From Sweden
Chapter 7
New Email Address
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Readers Warning; The following story contains elements of sexual play between young boys. If the subject matter offends you, or is not to your taste, or if you are a minor under the age of eighteen; then you should not read any further.
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About A Boy
This story centers around two Swedish boys Bo and Jan, who are twelve and thirteen respectively; and their new friend from America, Erik who is seventeen.
*In the last Chapter; Erik and Bo spent the day alone, as Bo's Grandparents are still away visiting a sick relative. They worked the farm chores together, then got cleaned up and 'played' a bit in the tub. Later, the boys went out bicycling with Jan, only to find out, Bo's grandparents will be gone another night. A sleepover was arranged. And we pick up the story from the last few paragraphs of chapter six.
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Pulling on our helmets, we mounted up and rolled down the driveway onto the main road. It didn't take long before the boys started chatting to each other in Swedish. A slightly bothersome habit, that I was getting used to, and then both of them turned back to look at me with a totally mischievous smile.
I grinned back at them. "I'm learning the language you know. Pretty soon you won't be able to have secrets..." They grinned broadly at me, and we picked up the pace of our ride. We rode at a fast clip; the boy's still training for cycling, and I was more or less just along for the ride.
After nearly an hour, I heard my cell phone ringing from where I had stashed it in one of my zippered pockets. I had the guys pull over for a second, so I could answer.
"Hello?" I said. "Oh, hey Mr. Hansson. What's up?" I listened for a time. "Oh sure, that's not a problem sir." Listening again. "Please sir, don't give it a thought. Seriously
I am happy to take care of it." I listened again. "Ok... Yeah, we'll see you tomorrow then."
Bo had been listening, and got the gist of the conversation. He said something to Jan, and then got my attention. "Ask if Jan can spend the night..!" He requested urgently. I nodded at him.
"Oh, uh, Mr. Hansson, Bo wants to know if Jan could spend the night." I asked, then listened again. "Oh, sure it's fine with me... (listening) Ok, well then take care, see you
tomorrow. Thanks." I hung up the cell, and looked over at the boys.
"Well, can he stay over?" Bo asked. I smiled and gave them a thumbs up. "Cool..."
And the boys high fived each other. "Thanks Erik... This is gonna' be a fun sleepover." They grinned at each other, and we set out again for a bit more riding. Hmm, I thought
to myself... Yeah, wonder what they're up to this time...
We rode vigorously through the Swedish countryside for another hour. The boys alternating between high speed sprints and a more casual, yet still aggressive pace. A training exercise that their cycling coach had wanted them to do.
Even though I was older and certainly stronger, I strained to keep with them. Their constant riding clearly had them toned up and fit for this. Still, with each ride I went on, I could feel myself getting stronger on the bike.
Never the less, I really didn't mind riding behind the two spandex clad youngsters. The thin, tight material of their cycling shorts provided an imaginative view of their dimpled butt cheeks, flexing from side to side as they peddled.
The indent of their tight butt cracks wiggled accordingly, and I found myself 'hard' on more than one occasion as we rode. As the boys concentrated on their technique, I was free to fantasize and concentrate on the exquisite bodies of the two Swedish boys.
Finally, we turned and headed back for home. Much of the ride was either downhill, or on the flat, and the pace of the ride was far more casual. After a time, we reached the cutoff road for Jan's house, and stopped for a moment.
"So, you want to go home and grab your stuff for the sleepover?" Bo asked.
"Ja." Jan smiled. "I need to get the... Some uh, clothes and stuff." The boys exchanged humorous looks.
"Listen, why don't both of you go to Jan's." I suggested. "I'll go back home and take care of the evening farm chores. Then when you get back we can hang around, or do whatever."
"Ja, I like the 'whatever' part..." Jan grinned slyly. The boys agreed, and Bo rode off with his friend towards his house. I had to wonder again what plans they were cooking up, but I knew it likely didn't involve getting Jan's clothes...
I rode back to the farm, and put the bike up in the barn, then went in to change into my work clothes before heading out to tend the chores. Like I said before, the farm really wasn't all that big, and all of the real work had been done earlier that morning. I worked an hour or so, mostly tending the irrigation, and as I finished I noticed Bo and Jan riding back up the driveway.
"Hej Erik." They both greeted as they rode up smiling.
"Hey guys." I replied, as the boys brought their bikes into the barn. "Well, I need to grab a shower first. Then maybe we can figure out something for dinner; you guys are hungry right?" They both nodded in agreement.
"We have to get cleaned up too." Bo said, glancing slyly over at Jan. "Why don't you come in, and, you know... We could all get cleaned up in there."
"Really..." I said with a smirk. "We could all just, get cleaned up? Like... The three of us?" I laughed, looking at both of them.
"Ja, han vill göra det." (Ya, he wants to do it.) Jan grinned at my feigned sarcasm.
"Come on then..." Bo chided. And as I gathered up some clothes, the boys turned and headed off toward the house.
When I got inside, the boys had pulled off their shoes and socks, but were both still wearing their Lycra riding gear. Bo was starting to take his jersey off, and as he pulled it up over his head, Jan playfully goosed him.
"Hey... Du kukhuvud." (You dickhead.) Bo laughed, and tossing his jersey on the floor he playfully lunged at Jan, and the two boys began to wrestle, and roll around on the carpet.
I stood and watched. Wearing their spandex, they might as well have been naked; the tight Lycra conformed to their bodies like paint, making their little wrestling match very enjoyable to watch.
Bo wrapped his arms around Jan's waist and hooked one barefoot between his legs. The boys strained and twisted against each other, laughing all the while. Finally Bo moved one arm around, and with his fingers, he jammed Jan's Lycra riding shorts deep into his butt crack, teasingly wiggling his fingers. Jan squealed with mock indignation.
They squirmed around, entangling, and twisting each other into various shapes; all of which were exciting for me to watch, as rounded butt cheeks and supple bulges jutted out in every direction.
Jan squirmed, and spun around to wrap himself tightly around Bo, his face near the other boy's mid section. With a grin up at me, he lowered his face into Bo's crotch, taking the soft, fabric covered bulge into his mouth. He wiggled his face around as he pretended to nibble on Bo's groin.
Bo screeched wildly, (yet pleasurably) as his friend nuzzled wetly over his package. When he finally pulled away, a large wet spot saturated the thin material, and Bo was giggling joyfully.
"Åh, kommer du att betala för det." (Oh, you will pay for that.) Bo laughed, and freeing his arm, he moved his hand down Jan's waist. He searched around, and then slid his fingers under the waistband of his friend's riding shorts, and he playfully squeezed, then lingered there gripping the other boy's flaccid member.
I watched as the boys continued to strain against each other, and tangle together into a compact ball of limbs and sweaty torsos. Locked up, they both looked up at me. "Come on, join in." Bo demanded breathlessly.
"No... You two are doing just fine." I smiled. The boys looked at each other, and with unspoken word, they let go and both scrambled up to lunge at me. We stumbled backwards onto the couch as I became entangled in warm flailing boy limbs.
I protested, to no avail as we rolled off onto the floor, the limber youngsters twisting around me like sweaty boy pythons. They giggled and grunted as we wrestled around, trying gain control over me.
Bo's sweaty chest slid across my face as he tried to wrap his arm around my head; his bare torso and armpit pressed into me. I could smell his sweet musky boy scent, and found it to be more than a little arousing.
Jan, meanwhile, had wrapped his legs around me, and it didn't surprise me when he groped my boy tool through my shorts. Fondle is perhaps a more apt description. Couched in an innocent wrestling 'move', he was free to explore without embarrassment.
In all truth, I could have twisted away from him at any time, but I was kind of getting off on his gentle probing. We all continued to writhe around, each of us under the guise of wrestling; sneaking gropes and grabs, fondles and squeezes, wherever, and whenever we could get away with it.
Feeling like a little kid, I stuck my tongue out, and playfully licked into Bo's belly button. He laughed, and slid upward on me, until his spandex sheathed hips were even with my head; he began to not so innocently hump at my face with a playful and exaggerated moan. It felt as though I was being accosted by a wild pack of horny chimps; and I rather liked it.
"Erik har en styv kuk..." (Erik has a stiff cock...) Jan called out, laughing.
"Yeah, and what do you call this?" I said, as I grabbed his young erection. It was pressed solidly against his thin riding shorts. We all started laughing, and exhausted, we finally rolled apart and lay on our backs, sweaty and breathing hard.
I glanced down at myself, and then over at the other two prone figures lying next to me, and I started to chuckle. We looked like a gathering of boy scouts at summer camp; there were 'tent poles' sticking up everywhere...
We rested there for several minutes, until we heard a very distinctive gurgling sound. "Man, I'm starving..." Jan said, as it had been his stomach that was growling at us.
"Let's get cleaned up." Bo said, and then seeing our doubtful looks he added; "No, I mean for real. Let's clean up and eat before we do anything else." It was agreed, and picking ourselves up, we walked back into the bathroom.
In addition to the large tub, there was a modern shower enclosure, with dual shower heads on opposite sides. Without any reservation, we all stripped out of our gear. And as Bo reached in to turn the water on, Jan and I glanced at each others mostly flaccid boy parts.
"Vad är dtta? (What is this?) Jan grinned, as he pointed to the pearlescent drop of fluid, clinging to the head of my dick. Without a thought, he reached over and touched it; then boldly squeezed my soft shaft, milking another sticky drop to the surface. He smiled as it dripped onto his forefinger. With a sly grin, he rubbed it gently between that finger and his thumb.
I couldn't help but notice the soft twitch of his young dick, as he did so. With a grin, the three of us stepped into the shower; and though I couldn't say for sure, I thought Jan might have licked his fingertips as we got in.
It took a lot of restraint, and genuine hunger for the shower not to turn into an extended play session. We bathed, mostly ourselves; but upon request, generous help was given to each others backsides. And though Jan didn't turn around so I could see it, I know that when Bo helped him wash, and ran his soapy fingers deep into his butt crease; Jan had surely boned up.
A long shower was something that we would explore later, as it turned out. But for now, we finished rather quickly and got out to towel off. When we had dried, the boys went off to Bo's bedroom to dress. I had my stuff right there, so I pulled on my red tank top, some lo rise briefs and a pair of shorts.
I went off to the kitchen and rummaged in the fridge for dinner. There were several pounds of ground beef in there, and I hauled that out with a bunch of other things. I turned to look, as Bo and Jan sauntered into the kitchen. Neither of them wearing a shirt; both clad only in a pair of sports shorts.
I looked them up and down, these two tanned Swedes, and wondered what might be in store for the evening ahead. It seemed like whatever will power I might have had with these boys, had packed up and headed for parts unknown.
Shit, Bo looked so friggin amazing... His long blond hair framing his beautiful boyish face; I shivered again, in spite of myself, then shook my head to snap out of it, and likely prevent myself from boning up, yet again.
"Uhh, hey... Your grandparents have a barbeque grill, right?" I asked.
"Ja... Just outside by the picnic table." Bo answered.
"Great... Boys, we're gonna grill up some burgers." I grinned.
The boys helped me get things ready and then they fired up the grill outside. I cut up some potatoes, and started them cooking, while Bo and Jan rolled up three ears of corn in some foil, coated in butter and spices, and tossed them on the grill.
"Mmm, det luktar så gott... (Mmm, that smells so good.) Jan sighed, as the huge burgers began to grill up. I tossed on some slices of the bacon, and some cheese on each burger; and when the cheese melted, we finally pulled everything off the grill.
"Ok guys, put whatever extras you want on your burgers, and let's eat these things." I said. Then began to pile some cut up red onion on mine.
"Eww..." Jan said. "With all that onion, who's gonna' want to kiss you?" he joked.
"I do..." Bo laughed. And with plate in hand, he leaned toward me and abruptly planted a quick wet kiss on my lips. Jan raised his eyebrows; surprised, and giggled.
"Then, I do too..." he said timidly; hopefully. I smiled, and leaning over to him, I slid my arm around his waist with my hand resting on his warm, bare back. Curiously I pressed my moist lips to his. He parted his lips slightly and eagerly returned the brief smooch.
This was different than kissing Bo. With Jan, it was fun, and felt good, but... I mean, messing around sexually is just fun; like with my guy friends back home. But with Bo... Well, it was different. I felt something special; it seemed to mean something.
As we pulled apart, I realized that was the first time he and I had done that. Jan blushed and looked away. He had been way too eager for that exchange, and it seemed to embarrass him now. I rubbed my hand reassuringly on his back. "Mmm, nice one..." I said.
Jan looked back up at me sheepishly, and smiled. "Come on, let's eat guys." I said. We grabbed up the corn and potatoes, and sitting outside at the picnic table we dove into the food like the hungry boys we were.
"Mmm, this is so good..." Bo beamed, as he took another juicy bite of his burger.
"Ja, thanks Erik. " Jan added. The three of us joked, and talked easily between ourselves while we ate and enjoyed our meal. Finally, a series of boylike belches signified that dinner was done...
The boys helped put things away, then wandered off into the living room while I finished cleaning up in the kitchen. When I finished, I made my way in to join them. The boys were watching TV, casually sprawled across the couch; with Bo's right leg draped over Jan's. They were softly rubbing their toes against one another.
Wearing nothing but their shorts, there was a lot of exposed bronze skin; and in truth, it excited me just to stand and look at them. They looked so comfortable together. It made me wonder what 'special' things these two had already shared with each other.
Jan's hand was resting innocently on Bo's bare thigh, and I thought how wonderful it was, that two boys could be so relaxed with each other; not caring, or concerned about the other's touch.
I looked from one to the other, and smiled as I unintentionally compared them. Both boys were cute. Small little noses, with soft very boyish features. I gazed at their trim, lean physiques; equally flat bellies, and though Jan was a year older, Bo actually had a little more muscular definition.
Jan was further along into puberty, and his young nipples protruded a bit; a standard occurrence, that I remembered when I was thirteen. His other arm was up, and resting behind his head; his smooth little armpit was completely devoid of hair.
I glanced at Jan's short blond hair, disheveled yet organized all at the same time; then at Bo, with his long, nearly shoulder length blond strands hanging in that same disheveled, yet natural look. He belonged on any sun drenched, sandy beach in the world. I shuddered at how sweet he looked to me.
"Well... You going to stand there, or join us?" Bo asked when he noticed me standing there watching them. I grinned softly and walked over to join them. "Here, sit between us." Bo offered, as the boys pulled apart slightly.
I dropped onto the couch between them, stretching my legs out, and putting my bare feet up on the coffee table. Bo's warm, bare leg immediately rested across mine, just as he had been doing with Jan.
We sat for an hour or so, watching some lame Jack Black comedy movie on TV; and the boys would glance at each other once in a while, as if waiting for the right moment. They had leaned in, and were lounging comfortably against me, while we watched the show. At one point, during one of the commercials the boys glanced at each other, and then Bo muted the sound on the TV.
"So... Can we just, like, talk about stuff for awhile?" Bo asked timidly.
"Stuff? Like what kind of stuff?" I queried.
"You know..." Jan chimed in quietly. "Like... You know, like sex stuff..." And the boys exchanged a brief, nervous look at each other. The forbidden subject had finally been broached. I looked at each of them, and laughed at the curious and hopeful expressions on their faces.
"How can I say no to that..." I grinned, as both boys smiled delightedly. "So... Whatcha' wanna' know?" I asked.
"Everything..." Jan whispered humorously.
"Ok... So lets be totally open about this, alright." I started. "Let me ask you guys something. I could tell from the sauna at Jan's house, that you guys have, well, jacked off together, right?" The boys looked at each other, then nodded.
"And, based on the body massages we did in the sauna, I'm guessing you two have also jerked each other off.... Yes?" Both boys turned a slight shade of red, and nodded yes. Then I noticed Jan reach down and put his hand in his lap, pressing downward slightly.
"So... Come on, what else have you done together?" I persisted.
"Nothin..." Bo said. "I mean, well we've like, kissed and stuff." He smiled sheepishly as he glanced at Jan..
"Tongues?" I asked. Both boys turned red at the question. So I supposed the answer was yes. "That's cool. So, did you like it?"
"Det var så häftigt." (It was so cool.) "Det var jävla lysande!" (It was fucking brilliant!) Both boys spoke at the same time; and I laughed.
"Anything else..." I wondered. The boys shook their heads no. Then Jan perked up.
"Well... We kinda humped our bumps together." He said.
"What?" I laughed, "Humped your bumps..?"
"Ja, you know, like... Ground our hips together." Bo explained. "But we were wearing underwear." He added quickly.
"So... What kinda' stuff have you done?" Jan asked, genuinely curious. "I know you and Bo kinda messed around a little, cause he told me..." (Bo turned red now.) "But what else?" I looked at both boys, each of them pitching a tent now. Well to be honest, all three of us were rather boned up, actually.
"Well, when I was eleven I used to jack off with my friends. Then we kinda started jerking each other off and stuff. When I was your age..." I paused for some reason, but then decided, this was honesty hour after all... "When I was you age we started sticking fingers up our bums, and giving each other head and stuff."
"What?" the boys looked at each other. "You mean, like... Like blow jobs." Jan asked, now seriously excited. I nodded, and the boys grinned a bit sheepishly as each other. "Whoa... We kinda thought about trying that. But..." I looked at Jan, waiting to hear more, but he seemed embarrassed now.
"So what made you want to try a blow job?" I asked curiously.
"Uh... Well... It was a story we read on some website." Bo answered.
"What kind of web site has stories like that?" I asked.
"It's a web site we found online. They have all kinds of stories about, you know, like boys doing sex stuff together." Bo said. "Show him Jan." Jan got up and ran back to Bo's room, and fishing in his backpack, he brought out his iPad. He hurried with that, and his obvious erection, back to the couch.
He hopped up, tucking his bare legs under himself, and leaned in against me again. We waited a second for his iPad to come on, and then connect to a WiFi signal. Finally he searched for the site, and brought it up. He went directly to the story the boys had been reading.
"It's called 'Just Like Scott', and it's pretty cool." Jan breathed excitedly.
"Let me take a look." I asked, and Jan handed me the tablet. "Hmm... 'Just Like Scott.' Written by Hans Schreiber. Who's he?" I asked.
"We don't know... He's the guy who wrote the story, duh..." Jan grinned as he smacked his palm against his forehead. I reached down and playfully tweaked the bulge in his shorts to retaliate, and he squirmed and giggled lightly.
"See, in the story, Sammy is this kid, he's like eleven. And Mike is older, he's fifteen, and he's friends with Sammy's older brother. He's like, taking care of Sammy, and they start talkin' about sex and stuff..." Bo explained quickly.
I was surprised, because the story kind of mirrored what we were doing. We read the story for several minutes, Bo and Jan looking on, and reading with me. It was an interesting and clever tale. "Oh, here's a really good part..." Bo said, pointing to the screen. "This is where Mike shows him about blow jobs..." And we read:
* (Mike)"Just lay there and let me do all the work. Just relax and enjoy the feelings
you get from it and don't try to stop me until it's all over. I'll know when to stop."
He explained.
(Sammy) I pulled a pillow under my head so I could watch. He reached up and
pulled my boner off my tummy and licked the underside of it nice and slow. I
gasped. He smiled and winked and did it again. The feeling was indescribable.
I twitched each time he did it. The soft warm tongue sent tingles into my throbbing
wiener. Then, he sucked my balls into his mouth and started to swirl them with
his tongue, and while he did that he began pulling the loose skin on my wiener
up and down. I was breathing in short gasps. I felt a little dizzy...... *
We continued to read until young Sammy had his amazing little orgasm. The story was pretty erotic, and it left all three of us squeezing our own boners with our fingers.
"Wow..." I said. "That was pretty cool. No wonder you guys have thought about blow jobs after reading stuff like that."
"I know, right?" Jan said, with a gleam in his eyes.
"Yeah, and the boys in that story, well, that's the same age difference between them, as it is between us... So, it's cool right?" Bo nodded approvingly.
"Ohh... So I see where this is all going." I grinned as Bo and Jan looked at each other slyly.
"Come on, pleaaase.... Show us some stuff, ok?" Bo pleaded, as he rolled toward me, pushing his stiffness into my hip. Jan did the same on the other side of me, and soon both of them had placed a hand on me, gently teasing, and even squeezing my hard on through my shorts. My eyes squeezed shut as my dick twitched in their fingers.
"Okay, ok....." I said, stopping the boys. "Look, if we're gonna do this, then lets get comfortable ok. Where are we sleeping tonight?" I asked.
"Right here." Bo said, "Come on..." He and Jan hopped up and moved the coffee table out of the way, and Bo grabbed several thick comforters and lay them on the floor. Jan had gone back to Bo's bedroom, and came back with several 'double wide' sleeping bags and pillows, and he lay those out on top.
The boys were excited as they got everything ready, and I just shook my head; almost in disbelief, yet secretly longing for what we were about to do. I figured we could talk about stuff and then, well, things might just get interesting...
I got up and walked into the bathroom to take a quick piss; but struggled with it a bit, till I lost some of my hardness. When I finished, I glanced in the mirror at myself. "Geeze Erik, what the fuck are you doing..." I walked back into the living room; and what I saw caused me to pause in my tracks.
Bo and Jan had stripped off their shorts, and they stood there now wearing only the skimpiest of underwear. Jan had on a pair of blue bikini briefs, the tanga style, similar to what Bo had worn the other day.
And Bo... Well (Shudder), he was wearing what I can only describe as a thong. A small triangle of soft blue cloth in front, that could barely conceal him; and a thin elastic strap around his waist. But the most sensuous part was the thin strap that disappeared deep into Bo's butt crack, leaving his round globes fully exposed.
He stood there, almost shyly; and as I looked at him, I could feel my heart pound in my chest, and my boy tool swelled again in my shorts. "I ahh... I... Holy shit..." I breathed to myself. The beautiful curves of his ass, blending into the arched small of his back... I swallowed with difficulty as I walked the rest of the way into the room, not taking my eyes off this sensual display of bare skin.
The boys glanced at each other, and smiled sheepishly when they looked back over at me. "Vad gör vi?" (What do we do?) Bo asked. A discernable hint of nervousness in his voice. I pulled off my tank top, and boldly pushed my shorts down, letting them fall to the floor. Stepping out of them, I decided to slide my lo rise briefs down my legs; freeing my teenage boy parts. I sensed the boy's excitement as they ogled my erection.
"First, you relax." I smiled, as I settled myself down onto the soft quilts and sleeping bags. Bo sat cross legged in front of me, and Jan knelt down next to him. I reached out and gently touched Bo's thigh as he sat on the quilt. He was so flipping beautiful, I just wanted to take to him right there...
"You guys seriously want to do this? I asked. The small voice inside of me was telling me that this was wrong, and we shouldn't do it. I almost hoped the boys would change their minds, but... But deep inside, I wanted to do this as much as they did.
The boys looked at each other, and mutually nodded. Yes. Yes they wanted to learn whatever I had to show them...
I moved myself in close, and Bo lay back on the quilt. still touching his thigh, I gently spread Bo's long legs apart, I nestled between them. I could feel him shiver excitedly, as he stared into my eyes. "Blow job, huh?" I asked. Bo nodded, nervously.
"Ja, please...." he whispered.
It had to be just right. So first, I lay my naked body down half on top, and half along side of him; his smooth warm skin felt so incredible beneath me. We were face to face, and I smiled warmly at him, as his eyes betrayed his raw excitement.
Cocking my head to the side, I lowered my lips to meet his. Kissing him gently. My wet warm lips, sliding over his. My tongue pressed forward and slipped into his accepting mouth. "Mmm..." he breathed. Somewhere in the background, Jan drew in an excited gasp; but I barely heard it.
Bo's tongue fought back, exploring with innocent, yet equal passion. I could feel him. His energy flowed into, and through me. His more than rigid member pressed into my abdomen. I drew my head back; a thin strand of saliva connecting us briefly. I kissed his neck, and slowly trailed my tongue down to his chest.
His nipples were hard little pebbles, and I suckled at them, causing him to arch his back excitedly. My warm breath played against his bare skin, causing him to shiver with anticipation. Downward; I kissed. His young flat belly was firm against the pressure of my lips, and I wetly tongued the indent of his navel.
I glanced up at him as he stared, wide eyed at the progression of events. Lower; I began to nuzzle between the crisp 'v' that formed his soft pubic mound. With gentle fingers I hooked the thin waistband of his thong and slipped it downward.
The boy's meager offering of fine silky pubes were exposed before me. I breathed them in, licked them, swizzled my tongue through them; wetting them with my saliva. Bo squirmed invitingly under my touch.
With purpose, I pulled his tiny briefs down below his knees and over his feet; his throbbing boy extension had slapped taut against his pubic mound. Gently, ever so gently I brushed my lips and nose across his nearly five inch slender length. Teasing him with the warm exhale of my breath.
Bo sighed deeply, and his breath caught as his young tool twitched spasmodically. An almost clear bead of fluid had already formed at his cap. With gentle fingers, I peeled his foreskin away, exposing the shiny plump cherry of his glans. "Uhhhh..." he sighed.
I'm the one who shivered this time. A splendid shiver of delight, at this moist ruby I had uncovered. I reached out my tongue to wipe away the boy syrup leaking from his slit. Bo's body arched at the contact, and a ghostly moan escaped him.
His excitement fueled me, and I licked the underside of his stiff cock, just below the head. He squirmed again in raw unadulterated pleasure. Slipping my lips over his glans, I swirled my tongue around it. Lapping at his slit, as if trying to gain entry. Bo's fingers clamped tightly into the quilt below him. "Knulla... Åh knulla... ( Fuck... Oh fuck...) Bo breathed...
Deliberately, slowly, I slid wet, tight lips down his shaft till my nose brushed his still wet boy pubes. Then I slid back up his length, sucking as I did so. Bo jerked, almost violently, and moaned again. I caught a glimpse of Jan; I had forgotten he was even there. He had removed his briefs also, and sitting close, he was squeezing his prick in his fingers; his eyes intently glazed on us. "Mmmm..." one or both of them moaned.
I bobbed up and down, my mouth making love to Bo's young tumescent tool as he squeaked with pubescent, boylike pleasure. Slowly I slipped it out, sucking on the end of it. And then I began kissing, and licking his shaft. Down to his smooth scrotum, where I licked, then suckled his nuts into my mouth. I could smell his sweaty boy aroma, and it was a delight to me...
As I nuzzled his balls, I began to jerk his firm shaft with my fingers. Slipping his foreskin up and down rapidly over his glans; my thumb and forefinger snugly on his cap. It was self lubing now, as more and more of his juicy sweet boy honey drooled out of the tip.
"Ohhhh... Ohh, uhhhhhh..." Bo moaned as his hips writhed about. I took him in my mouth again; heat radiated from his rod. Ever so lightly, teasingly I scraped my teeth over his glans; nibbling on this most tasty of treats. "Uhhhhhh.... Uhh..." He moaned with delight, as his young fingers straining against the quilt beneath us. I glanced up again to see the pure look of ecstasy etched in Bo's beautiful features.
Jan had slid in closer, one hand squeezing his own throbbing shaft; the other rubbing sensually over Bo's heaving breast. I reached out with my right hand to include him; taking his young balls into my fingers. I squeezed them lightly, and rubbed him while I continued to suck; bobbing slowly up and down on Bo's fine boy post.
I could hear Jan sigh and gasp as I fondled him. With my palm still cupping and rubbing against his testicles, I slid my fingers to the soft spot behind his scrotum, and rubbed... He sighed again as I slid my middle finger toward his young bung hole and toyed teasingly over his moist boy opening.
It was an erotic orgy of events, and my own teenage prick was leaking precum onto the quilt, and the warm skin of Bo's calf, which had wormed in beneath me. "Uhhhhh, fuuuu...." Bo moaned loudly as his legs and feet twitched. His toes spread, and clenched as intense feelings began to swirl and ignite deep within him.
With my other hand, I wiped precum from my own dripping boy sausage; onto my fingers, and then slipped them between Bo's thighs. I rubbed my fingers into his moist crack. I found his pink rosebud, and lubed it with my own precum, then slid my finger gently around, and then up into his pink anus.
"UHH, Uhhh, Uhhhh...." Bo moaned wildly, his stomach writhing. I pulled my other hand back from Jan and began rubbing Bo's thigh and hip. He was building.... Building toward his orgasmic release... "Uhhhhhhhhhh, Uhhhh..." Bo's fingers clenched tightly into the quilt.
I could feel his young body tense beneath me; his thighs tight as steel as the rush of endorphins filled his every fiber... "Shh, shhhh, UHHHHHH..." He lost himself. His young sac drew up tightly, and the ring of his anus clamped down on my finger; locking it tightly within his hot hole.
His hips raised, and bucked against me as his cock swelled and pulsed... Splashhhh.... A hot jet of thick sticky boy seed erupted into my mouth, and another... There was moaning, his limbs seized in orgasm. Another pulse of molten boy goo spurted onto my tongue... I had to see it... I had to....
I slipped him from my mouth, and grabbing his throbbing wet tool I stroked him vigorously. Three more creamy shots ejaculated from his glistening boy meat, splattering his chest and belly... Bo's entire body shuddered with euphoric relief, as moans of pleasure escaped him... And slowly... Slowly his body went limp.
I looked up at him, and was elated to see the look on his face. But I could still hear urgent moaning... What the...? I turned my head to see Jan, pressed in tightly against us, and he was jerking off; his face twisted in a grimace of pleasure... I reached out and cupped my hand around his butt cheek, pulling him in tight, and burying my fingers deep into his moist crack, my finger piercing is wrinkled ring.
He pushed his hips into us, and moaned......... Hot blasts of ejaculate spurted from him; some of it catching me in the face, but most of it coating Bo's boy parts with a plentiful, sticky layer of sauce... He trembled erotically, and collapsed, his head resting on Bo's soft shoulder.
This was too much... I had never been so... So ultimately turned on. I turned to look at Bo's genitals, dripping with the other boy's sperm; and with an unexplained, yet urgent need, I licked his tender balls and shaft. Slowly I moved up over Bo's torso, still splattered with his own wet offerings, and I licked that as well.
I lay my sweaty nakedness down on top of him, and as our eyes met, I lowered my lips to his and shared the seed of both boys with him. Jan scooted up closely to us, and the three of us exchanged warm, wet kisses and tongues. Our bodies all touching one another, sealed together with sweat and other bodily fluids.
It occurred to me that I hadn't gotten off yet, and in truth I was more than a little surprised that I hadn't already lost it during this homoerotic event. But, in that moment, as much as I needed it; all I could think about was the pleasure I had just given Bo. I could tell from the tenderness of his kisses, the joyful tears in his eyes, and the way he looked into me, that this had been very special to him.
The night was still young. Boys recover very quickly, and I knew it wouldn't be long before they were ready to go again. This was Bo's moment, and I loved him. I wanted him to have it.
I lay on my back between Bo and Jan, my arms around them both, idly rubbing the soft skin of their bodies. The boys were lying on their sides, on either side of me, with their top legs resting comfortably over mine. We all rested there for awhile, sharing and enjoying the warmth of each other's naked bodies, each of us reveling in the pure unadulterated joys of sweet boy sex..
End of Part Seven
*( Come on, even you readers need a break after that. I know I do...)
We'll pick it up right there, next chapter....
* Special thanks to Hans Schreiber, author of 'Just Like Scott', for allowing me to reference his story.
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About A Boy
This story centers around two Swedish boys Bo and Jan, who are twelve and thirteen respectively; and their new friend from America, Erik who is seventeen.
*In the last Chapter; Erik and Bo spent the day alone, as Bo's Grandparents are still away visiting a sick relative. They worked the farm chores together, then got cleaned up and 'played' a bit in the tub. Later, the boys went out bicycling with Jan, only to find out, Bo's grandparents will be gone another night. A sleepover was arranged. And we pick up the story from the last few paragraphs of chapter six.
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Pulling on our helmets, we mounted up and rolled down the driveway onto the main road. It didn't take long before the boys started chatting to each other in Swedish. A slightly bothersome habit, that I was getting used to, and then both of them turned back to look at me with a totally mischievous smile.
I grinned back at them. "I'm learning the language you know. Pretty soon you won't be able to have secrets..." They grinned broadly at me, and we picked up the pace of our ride. We rode at a fast clip; the boy's still training for cycling, and I was more or less just along for the ride.
After nearly an hour, I heard my cell phone ringing from where I had stashed it in one of my zippered pockets. I had the guys pull over for a second, so I could answer.
"Hello?" I said. "Oh, hey Mr. Hansson. What's up?" I listened for a time. "Oh sure, that's not a problem sir." Listening again. "Please sir, don't give it a thought. Seriously
I am happy to take care of it." I listened again. "Ok... Yeah, we'll see you tomorrow then."
Bo had been listening, and got the gist of the conversation. He said something to Jan, and then got my attention. "Ask if Jan can spend the night..!" He requested urgently. I nodded at him.
"Oh, uh, Mr. Hansson, Bo wants to know if Jan could spend the night." I asked, then listened again. "Oh, sure it's fine with me... (listening) Ok, well then take care, see you
tomorrow. Thanks." I hung up the cell, and looked over at the boys.
"Well, can he stay over?" Bo asked. I smiled and gave them a thumbs up. "Cool..."
And the boys high fived each other. "Thanks Erik... This is gonna' be a fun sleepover." They grinned at each other, and we set out again for a bit more riding. Hmm, I thought
to myself... Yeah, wonder what they're up to this time...
We rode vigorously through the Swedish countryside for another hour. The boys alternating between high speed sprints and a more casual, yet still aggressive pace. A training exercise that their cycling coach had wanted them to do.
Even though I was older and certainly stronger, I strained to keep with them. Their constant riding clearly had them toned up and fit for this. Still, with each ride I went on, I could feel myself getting stronger on the bike.
Never the less, I really didn't mind riding behind the two spandex clad youngsters. The thin, tight material of their cycling shorts provided an imaginative view of their dimpled butt cheeks, flexing from side to side as they peddled.
The indent of their tight butt cracks wiggled accordingly, and I found myself 'hard' on more than one occasion as we rode. As the boys concentrated on their technique, I was free to fantasize and concentrate on the exquisite bodies of the two Swedish boys.
Finally, we turned and headed back for home. Much of the ride was either downhill, or on the flat, and the pace of the ride was far more casual. After a time, we reached the cutoff road for Jan's house, and stopped for a moment.
"So, you want to go home and grab your stuff for the sleepover?" Bo asked.
"Ja." Jan smiled. "I need to get the... Some uh, clothes and stuff." The boys exchanged humorous looks.
"Listen, why don't both of you go to Jan's." I suggested. "I'll go back home and take care of the evening farm chores. Then when you get back we can hang around, or do whatever."
"Ja, I like the 'whatever' part..." Jan grinned slyly. The boys agreed, and Bo rode off with his friend towards his house. I had to wonder again what plans they were cooking up, but I knew it likely didn't involve getting Jan's clothes...
I rode back to the farm, and put the bike up in the barn, then went in to change into my work clothes before heading out to tend the chores. Like I said before, the farm really wasn't all that big, and all of the real work had been done earlier that morning. I worked an hour or so, mostly tending the irrigation, and as I finished I noticed Bo and Jan riding back up the driveway.
"Hej Erik." They both greeted as they rode up smiling.
"Hey guys." I replied, as the boys brought their bikes into the barn. "Well, I need to grab a shower first. Then maybe we can figure out something for dinner; you guys are hungry right?" They both nodded in agreement.
"We have to get cleaned up too." Bo said, glancing slyly over at Jan. "Why don't you come in, and, you know... We could all get cleaned up in there."
"Really..." I said with a smirk. "We could all just, get cleaned up? Like... The three of us?" I laughed, looking at both of them.
"Ja, han vill göra det." (Ya, he wants to do it.) Jan grinned at my feigned sarcasm.
"Come on then..." Bo chided. And as I gathered up some clothes, the boys turned and headed off toward the house.
When I got inside, the boys had pulled off their shoes and socks, but were both still wearing their Lycra riding gear. Bo was starting to take his jersey off, and as he pulled it up over his head, Jan playfully goosed him.
"Hey... Du kukhuvud." (You dickhead.) Bo laughed, and tossing his jersey on the floor he playfully lunged at Jan, and the two boys began to wrestle, and roll around on the carpet.
I stood and watched. Wearing their spandex, they might as well have been naked; the tight Lycra conformed to their bodies like paint, making their little wrestling match very enjoyable to watch.
Bo wrapped his arms around Jan's waist and hooked one barefoot between his legs. The boys strained and twisted against each other, laughing all the while. Finally Bo moved one arm around, and with his fingers, he jammed Jan's Lycra riding shorts deep into his butt crack, teasingly wiggling his fingers. Jan squealed with mock indignation.
They squirmed around, entangling, and twisting each other into various shapes; all of which were exciting for me to watch, as rounded butt cheeks and supple bulges jutted out in every direction.
Jan squirmed, and spun around to wrap himself tightly around Bo, his face near the other boy's mid section. With a grin up at me, he lowered his face into Bo's crotch, taking the soft, fabric covered bulge into his mouth. He wiggled his face around as he pretended to nibble on Bo's groin.
Bo screeched wildly, (yet pleasurably) as his friend nuzzled wetly over his package. When he finally pulled away, a large wet spot saturated the thin material, and Bo was giggling joyfully.
"Åh, kommer du att betala för det." (Oh, you will pay for that.) Bo laughed, and freeing his arm, he moved his hand down Jan's waist. He searched around, and then slid his fingers under the waistband of his friend's riding shorts, and he playfully squeezed, then lingered there gripping the other boy's flaccid member.
I watched as the boys continued to strain against each other, and tangle together into a compact ball of limbs and sweaty torsos. Locked up, they both looked up at me. "Come on, join in." Bo demanded breathlessly.
"No... You two are doing just fine." I smiled. The boys looked at each other, and with unspoken word, they let go and both scrambled up to lunge at me. We stumbled backwards onto the couch as I became entangled in warm flailing boy limbs.
I protested, to no avail as we rolled off onto the floor, the limber youngsters twisting around me like sweaty boy pythons. They giggled and grunted as we wrestled around, trying gain control over me.
Bo's sweaty chest slid across my face as he tried to wrap his arm around my head; his bare torso and armpit pressed into me. I could smell his sweet musky boy scent, and found it to be more than a little arousing.
Jan, meanwhile, had wrapped his legs around me, and it didn't surprise me when he groped my boy tool through my shorts. Fondle is perhaps a more apt description. Couched in an innocent wrestling 'move', he was free to explore without embarrassment.
In all truth, I could have twisted away from him at any time, but I was kind of getting off on his gentle probing. We all continued to writhe around, each of us under the guise of wrestling; sneaking gropes and grabs, fondles and squeezes, wherever, and whenever we could get away with it.
Feeling like a little kid, I stuck my tongue out, and playfully licked into Bo's belly button. He laughed, and slid upward on me, until his spandex sheathed hips were even with my head; he began to not so innocently hump at my face with a playful and exaggerated moan. It felt as though I was being accosted by a wild pack of horny chimps; and I rather liked it.
"Erik har en styv kuk..." (Erik has a stiff cock...) Jan called out, laughing.
"Yeah, and what do you call this?" I said, as I grabbed his young erection. It was pressed solidly against his thin riding shorts. We all started laughing, and exhausted, we finally rolled apart and lay on our backs, sweaty and breathing hard.
I glanced down at myself, and then over at the other two prone figures lying next to me, and I started to chuckle. We looked like a gathering of boy scouts at summer camp; there were 'tent poles' sticking up everywhere...
We rested there for several minutes, until we heard a very distinctive gurgling sound. "Man, I'm starving..." Jan said, as it had been his stomach that was growling at us.
"Let's get cleaned up." Bo said, and then seeing our doubtful looks he added; "No, I mean for real. Let's clean up and eat before we do anything else." It was agreed, and picking ourselves up, we walked back into the bathroom.
In addition to the large tub, there was a modern shower enclosure, with dual shower heads on opposite sides. Without any reservation, we all stripped out of our gear. And as Bo reached in to turn the water on, Jan and I glanced at each others mostly flaccid boy parts.
"Vad är dtta? (What is this?) Jan grinned, as he pointed to the pearlescent drop of fluid, clinging to the head of my dick. Without a thought, he reached over and touched it; then boldly squeezed my soft shaft, milking another sticky drop to the surface. He smiled as it dripped onto his forefinger. With a sly grin, he rubbed it gently between that finger and his thumb.
I couldn't help but notice the soft twitch of his young dick, as he did so. With a grin, the three of us stepped into the shower; and though I couldn't say for sure, I thought Jan might have licked his fingertips as we got in.
It took a lot of restraint, and genuine hunger for the shower not to turn into an extended play session. We bathed, mostly ourselves; but upon request, generous help was given to each others backsides. And though Jan didn't turn around so I could see it, I know that when Bo helped him wash, and ran his soapy fingers deep into his butt crease; Jan had surely boned up.
A long shower was something that we would explore later, as it turned out. But for now, we finished rather quickly and got out to towel off. When we had dried, the boys went off to Bo's bedroom to dress. I had my stuff right there, so I pulled on my red tank top, some lo rise briefs and a pair of shorts.
I went off to the kitchen and rummaged in the fridge for dinner. There were several pounds of ground beef in there, and I hauled that out with a bunch of other things. I turned to look, as Bo and Jan sauntered into the kitchen. Neither of them wearing a shirt; both clad only in a pair of sports shorts.
I looked them up and down, these two tanned Swedes, and wondered what might be in store for the evening ahead. It seemed like whatever will power I might have had with these boys, had packed up and headed for parts unknown.
Shit, Bo looked so friggin amazing... His long blond hair framing his beautiful boyish face; I shivered again, in spite of myself, then shook my head to snap out of it, and likely prevent myself from boning up, yet again.
"Uhh, hey... Your grandparents have a barbeque grill, right?" I asked.
"Ja... Just outside by the picnic table." Bo answered.
"Great... Boys, we're gonna grill up some burgers." I grinned.
The boys helped me get things ready and then they fired up the grill outside. I cut up some potatoes, and started them cooking, while Bo and Jan rolled up three ears of corn in some foil, coated in butter and spices, and tossed them on the grill.
"Mmm, det luktar så gott... (Mmm, that smells so good.) Jan sighed, as the huge burgers began to grill up. I tossed on some slices of the bacon, and some cheese on each burger; and when the cheese melted, we finally pulled everything off the grill.
"Ok guys, put whatever extras you want on your burgers, and let's eat these things." I said. Then began to pile some cut up red onion on mine.
"Eww..." Jan said. "With all that onion, who's gonna' want to kiss you?" he joked.
"I do..." Bo laughed. And with plate in hand, he leaned toward me and abruptly planted a quick wet kiss on my lips. Jan raised his eyebrows; surprised, and giggled.
"Then, I do too..." he said timidly; hopefully. I smiled, and leaning over to him, I slid my arm around his waist with my hand resting on his warm, bare back. Curiously I pressed my moist lips to his. He parted his lips slightly and eagerly returned the brief smooch.
This was different than kissing Bo. With Jan, it was fun, and felt good, but... I mean, messing around sexually is just fun; like with my guy friends back home. But with Bo... Well, it was different. I felt something special; it seemed to mean something.
As we pulled apart, I realized that was the first time he and I had done that. Jan blushed and looked away. He had been way too eager for that exchange, and it seemed to embarrass him now. I rubbed my hand reassuringly on his back. "Mmm, nice one..." I said.
Jan looked back up at me sheepishly, and smiled. "Come on, let's eat guys." I said. We grabbed up the corn and potatoes, and sitting outside at the picnic table we dove into the food like the hungry boys we were.
"Mmm, this is so good..." Bo beamed, as he took another juicy bite of his burger.
"Ja, thanks Erik. " Jan added. The three of us joked, and talked easily between ourselves while we ate and enjoyed our meal. Finally, a series of boylike belches signified that dinner was done...
The boys helped put things away, then wandered off into the living room while I finished cleaning up in the kitchen. When I finished, I made my way in to join them. The boys were watching TV, casually sprawled across the couch; with Bo's right leg draped over Jan's. They were softly rubbing their toes against one another.
Wearing nothing but their shorts, there was a lot of exposed bronze skin; and in truth, it excited me just to stand and look at them. They looked so comfortable together. It made me wonder what 'special' things these two had already shared with each other.
Jan's hand was resting innocently on Bo's bare thigh, and I thought how wonderful it was, that two boys could be so relaxed with each other; not caring, or concerned about the other's touch.
I looked from one to the other, and smiled as I unintentionally compared them. Both boys were cute. Small little noses, with soft very boyish features. I gazed at their trim, lean physiques; equally flat bellies, and though Jan was a year older, Bo actually had a little more muscular definition.
Jan was further along into puberty, and his young nipples protruded a bit; a standard occurrence, that I remembered when I was thirteen. His other arm was up, and resting behind his head; his smooth little armpit was completely devoid of hair.
I glanced at Jan's short blond hair, disheveled yet organized all at the same time; then at Bo, with his long, nearly shoulder length blond strands hanging in that same disheveled, yet natural look. He belonged on any sun drenched, sandy beach in the world. I shuddered at how sweet he looked to me.
"Well... You going to stand there, or join us?" Bo asked when he noticed me standing there watching them. I grinned softly and walked over to join them. "Here, sit between us." Bo offered, as the boys pulled apart slightly.
I dropped onto the couch between them, stretching my legs out, and putting my bare feet up on the coffee table. Bo's warm, bare leg immediately rested across mine, just as he had been doing with Jan.
We sat for an hour or so, watching some lame Jack Black comedy movie on TV; and the boys would glance at each other once in a while, as if waiting for the right moment. They had leaned in, and were lounging comfortably against me, while we watched the show. At one point, during one of the commercials the boys glanced at each other, and then Bo muted the sound on the TV.
"So... Can we just, like, talk about stuff for awhile?" Bo asked timidly.
"Stuff? Like what kind of stuff?" I queried.
"You know..." Jan chimed in quietly. "Like... You know, like sex stuff..." And the boys exchanged a brief, nervous look at each other. The forbidden subject had finally been broached. I looked at each of them, and laughed at the curious and hopeful expressions on their faces.
"How can I say no to that..." I grinned, as both boys smiled delightedly. "So... Whatcha' wanna' know?" I asked.
"Everything..." Jan whispered humorously.
"Ok... So lets be totally open about this, alright." I started. "Let me ask you guys something. I could tell from the sauna at Jan's house, that you guys have, well, jacked off together, right?" The boys looked at each other, then nodded.
"And, based on the body massages we did in the sauna, I'm guessing you two have also jerked each other off.... Yes?" Both boys turned a slight shade of red, and nodded yes. Then I noticed Jan reach down and put his hand in his lap, pressing downward slightly.
"So... Come on, what else have you done together?" I persisted.
"Nothin..." Bo said. "I mean, well we've like, kissed and stuff." He smiled sheepishly as he glanced at Jan..
"Tongues?" I asked. Both boys turned red at the question. So I supposed the answer was yes. "That's cool. So, did you like it?"
"Det var så häftigt." (It was so cool.) "Det var jävla lysande!" (It was fucking brilliant!) Both boys spoke at the same time; and I laughed.
"Anything else..." I wondered. The boys shook their heads no. Then Jan perked up.
"Well... We kinda humped our bumps together." He said.
"What?" I laughed, "Humped your bumps..?"
"Ja, you know, like... Ground our hips together." Bo explained. "But we were wearing underwear." He added quickly.
"So... What kinda' stuff have you done?" Jan asked, genuinely curious. "I know you and Bo kinda messed around a little, cause he told me..." (Bo turned red now.) "But what else?" I looked at both boys, each of them pitching a tent now. Well to be honest, all three of us were rather boned up, actually.
"Well, when I was eleven I used to jack off with my friends. Then we kinda started jerking each other off and stuff. When I was your age..." I paused for some reason, but then decided, this was honesty hour after all... "When I was you age we started sticking fingers up our bums, and giving each other head and stuff."
"What?" the boys looked at each other. "You mean, like... Like blow jobs." Jan asked, now seriously excited. I nodded, and the boys grinned a bit sheepishly as each other. "Whoa... We kinda thought about trying that. But..." I looked at Jan, waiting to hear more, but he seemed embarrassed now.
"So what made you want to try a blow job?" I asked curiously.
"Uh... Well... It was a story we read on some website." Bo answered.
"What kind of web site has stories like that?" I asked.
"It's a web site we found online. They have all kinds of stories about, you know, like boys doing sex stuff together." Bo said. "Show him Jan." Jan got up and ran back to Bo's room, and fishing in his backpack, he brought out his iPad. He hurried with that, and his obvious erection, back to the couch.
He hopped up, tucking his bare legs under himself, and leaned in against me again. We waited a second for his iPad to come on, and then connect to a WiFi signal. Finally he searched for the site, and brought it up. He went directly to the story the boys had been reading.
"It's called 'Just Like Scott', and it's pretty cool." Jan breathed excitedly.
"Let me take a look." I asked, and Jan handed me the tablet. "Hmm... 'Just Like Scott.' Written by Hans Schreiber. Who's he?" I asked.
"We don't know... He's the guy who wrote the story, duh..." Jan grinned as he smacked his palm against his forehead. I reached down and playfully tweaked the bulge in his shorts to retaliate, and he squirmed and giggled lightly.
"See, in the story, Sammy is this kid, he's like eleven. And Mike is older, he's fifteen, and he's friends with Sammy's older brother. He's like, taking care of Sammy, and they start talkin' about sex and stuff..." Bo explained quickly.
I was surprised, because the story kind of mirrored what we were doing. We read the story for several minutes, Bo and Jan looking on, and reading with me. It was an interesting and clever tale. "Oh, here's a really good part..." Bo said, pointing to the screen. "This is where Mike shows him about blow jobs..." And we read:
* (Mike)"Just lay there and let me do all the work. Just relax and enjoy the feelings
you get from it and don't try to stop me until it's all over. I'll know when to stop."
He explained.
(Sammy) I pulled a pillow under my head so I could watch. He reached up and
pulled my boner off my tummy and licked the underside of it nice and slow. I
gasped. He smiled and winked and did it again. The feeling was indescribable.
I twitched each time he did it. The soft warm tongue sent tingles into my throbbing
wiener. Then, he sucked my balls into his mouth and started to swirl them with
his tongue, and while he did that he began pulling the loose skin on my wiener
up and down. I was breathing in short gasps. I felt a little dizzy...... *
We continued to read until young Sammy had his amazing little orgasm. The story was pretty erotic, and it left all three of us squeezing our own boners with our fingers.
"Wow..." I said. "That was pretty cool. No wonder you guys have thought about blow jobs after reading stuff like that."
"I know, right?" Jan said, with a gleam in his eyes.
"Yeah, and the boys in that story, well, that's the same age difference between them, as it is between us... So, it's cool right?" Bo nodded approvingly.
"Ohh... So I see where this is all going." I grinned as Bo and Jan looked at each other slyly.
"Come on, pleaaase.... Show us some stuff, ok?" Bo pleaded, as he rolled toward me, pushing his stiffness into my hip. Jan did the same on the other side of me, and soon both of them had placed a hand on me, gently teasing, and even squeezing my hard on through my shorts. My eyes squeezed shut as my dick twitched in their fingers.
"Okay, ok....." I said, stopping the boys. "Look, if we're gonna do this, then lets get comfortable ok. Where are we sleeping tonight?" I asked.
"Right here." Bo said, "Come on..." He and Jan hopped up and moved the coffee table out of the way, and Bo grabbed several thick comforters and lay them on the floor. Jan had gone back to Bo's bedroom, and came back with several 'double wide' sleeping bags and pillows, and he lay those out on top.
The boys were excited as they got everything ready, and I just shook my head; almost in disbelief, yet secretly longing for what we were about to do. I figured we could talk about stuff and then, well, things might just get interesting...
I got up and walked into the bathroom to take a quick piss; but struggled with it a bit, till I lost some of my hardness. When I finished, I glanced in the mirror at myself. "Geeze Erik, what the fuck are you doing..." I walked back into the living room; and what I saw caused me to pause in my tracks.
Bo and Jan had stripped off their shorts, and they stood there now wearing only the skimpiest of underwear. Jan had on a pair of blue bikini briefs, the tanga style, similar to what Bo had worn the other day.
And Bo... Well (Shudder), he was wearing what I can only describe as a thong. A small triangle of soft blue cloth in front, that could barely conceal him; and a thin elastic strap around his waist. But the most sensuous part was the thin strap that disappeared deep into Bo's butt crack, leaving his round globes fully exposed.
He stood there, almost shyly; and as I looked at him, I could feel my heart pound in my chest, and my boy tool swelled again in my shorts. "I ahh... I... Holy shit..." I breathed to myself. The beautiful curves of his ass, blending into the arched small of his back... I swallowed with difficulty as I walked the rest of the way into the room, not taking my eyes off this sensual display of bare skin.
The boys glanced at each other, and smiled sheepishly when they looked back over at me. "Vad gör vi?" (What do we do?) Bo asked. A discernable hint of nervousness in his voice. I pulled off my tank top, and boldly pushed my shorts down, letting them fall to the floor. Stepping out of them, I decided to slide my lo rise briefs down my legs; freeing my teenage boy parts. I sensed the boy's excitement as they ogled my erection.
"First, you relax." I smiled, as I settled myself down onto the soft quilts and sleeping bags. Bo sat cross legged in front of me, and Jan knelt down next to him. I reached out and gently touched Bo's thigh as he sat on the quilt. He was so flipping beautiful, I just wanted to take to him right there...
"You guys seriously want to do this? I asked. The small voice inside of me was telling me that this was wrong, and we shouldn't do it. I almost hoped the boys would change their minds, but... But deep inside, I wanted to do this as much as they did.
The boys looked at each other, and mutually nodded. Yes. Yes they wanted to learn whatever I had to show them...
I moved myself in close, and Bo lay back on the quilt. still touching his thigh, I gently spread Bo's long legs apart, I nestled between them. I could feel him shiver excitedly, as he stared into my eyes. "Blow job, huh?" I asked. Bo nodded, nervously.
"Ja, please...." he whispered.
It had to be just right. So first, I lay my naked body down half on top, and half along side of him; his smooth warm skin felt so incredible beneath me. We were face to face, and I smiled warmly at him, as his eyes betrayed his raw excitement.
Cocking my head to the side, I lowered my lips to meet his. Kissing him gently. My wet warm lips, sliding over his. My tongue pressed forward and slipped into his accepting mouth. "Mmm..." he breathed. Somewhere in the background, Jan drew in an excited gasp; but I barely heard it.
Bo's tongue fought back, exploring with innocent, yet equal passion. I could feel him. His energy flowed into, and through me. His more than rigid member pressed into my abdomen. I drew my head back; a thin strand of saliva connecting us briefly. I kissed his neck, and slowly trailed my tongue down to his chest.
His nipples were hard little pebbles, and I suckled at them, causing him to arch his back excitedly. My warm breath played against his bare skin, causing him to shiver with anticipation. Downward; I kissed. His young flat belly was firm against the pressure of my lips, and I wetly tongued the indent of his navel.
I glanced up at him as he stared, wide eyed at the progression of events. Lower; I began to nuzzle between the crisp 'v' that formed his soft pubic mound. With gentle fingers I hooked the thin waistband of his thong and slipped it downward.
The boy's meager offering of fine silky pubes were exposed before me. I breathed them in, licked them, swizzled my tongue through them; wetting them with my saliva. Bo squirmed invitingly under my touch.
With purpose, I pulled his tiny briefs down below his knees and over his feet; his throbbing boy extension had slapped taut against his pubic mound. Gently, ever so gently I brushed my lips and nose across his nearly five inch slender length. Teasing him with the warm exhale of my breath.
Bo sighed deeply, and his breath caught as his young tool twitched spasmodically. An almost clear bead of fluid had already formed at his cap. With gentle fingers, I peeled his foreskin away, exposing the shiny plump cherry of his glans. "Uhhhh..." he sighed.
I'm the one who shivered this time. A splendid shiver of delight, at this moist ruby I had uncovered. I reached out my tongue to wipe away the boy syrup leaking from his slit. Bo's body arched at the contact, and a ghostly moan escaped him.
His excitement fueled me, and I licked the underside of his stiff cock, just below the head. He squirmed again in raw unadulterated pleasure. Slipping my lips over his glans, I swirled my tongue around it. Lapping at his slit, as if trying to gain entry. Bo's fingers clamped tightly into the quilt below him. "Knulla... Åh knulla... ( Fuck... Oh fuck...) Bo breathed...
Deliberately, slowly, I slid wet, tight lips down his shaft till my nose brushed his still wet boy pubes. Then I slid back up his length, sucking as I did so. Bo jerked, almost violently, and moaned again. I caught a glimpse of Jan; I had forgotten he was even there. He had removed his briefs also, and sitting close, he was squeezing his prick in his fingers; his eyes intently glazed on us. "Mmmm..." one or both of them moaned.
I bobbed up and down, my mouth making love to Bo's young tumescent tool as he squeaked with pubescent, boylike pleasure. Slowly I slipped it out, sucking on the end of it. And then I began kissing, and licking his shaft. Down to his smooth scrotum, where I licked, then suckled his nuts into my mouth. I could smell his sweaty boy aroma, and it was a delight to me...
As I nuzzled his balls, I began to jerk his firm shaft with my fingers. Slipping his foreskin up and down rapidly over his glans; my thumb and forefinger snugly on his cap. It was self lubing now, as more and more of his juicy sweet boy honey drooled out of the tip.
"Ohhhh... Ohh, uhhhhhh..." Bo moaned as his hips writhed about. I took him in my mouth again; heat radiated from his rod. Ever so lightly, teasingly I scraped my teeth over his glans; nibbling on this most tasty of treats. "Uhhhhhh.... Uhh..." He moaned with delight, as his young fingers straining against the quilt beneath us. I glanced up again to see the pure look of ecstasy etched in Bo's beautiful features.
Jan had slid in closer, one hand squeezing his own throbbing shaft; the other rubbing sensually over Bo's heaving breast. I reached out with my right hand to include him; taking his young balls into my fingers. I squeezed them lightly, and rubbed him while I continued to suck; bobbing slowly up and down on Bo's fine boy post.
I could hear Jan sigh and gasp as I fondled him. With my palm still cupping and rubbing against his testicles, I slid my fingers to the soft spot behind his scrotum, and rubbed... He sighed again as I slid my middle finger toward his young bung hole and toyed teasingly over his moist boy opening.
It was an erotic orgy of events, and my own teenage prick was leaking precum onto the quilt, and the warm skin of Bo's calf, which had wormed in beneath me. "Uhhhhh, fuuuu...." Bo moaned loudly as his legs and feet twitched. His toes spread, and clenched as intense feelings began to swirl and ignite deep within him.
With my other hand, I wiped precum from my own dripping boy sausage; onto my fingers, and then slipped them between Bo's thighs. I rubbed my fingers into his moist crack. I found his pink rosebud, and lubed it with my own precum, then slid my finger gently around, and then up into his pink anus.
"UHH, Uhhh, Uhhhh...." Bo moaned wildly, his stomach writhing. I pulled my other hand back from Jan and began rubbing Bo's thigh and hip. He was building.... Building toward his orgasmic release... "Uhhhhhhhhhh, Uhhhh..." Bo's fingers clenched tightly into the quilt.
I could feel his young body tense beneath me; his thighs tight as steel as the rush of endorphins filled his every fiber... "Shh, shhhh, UHHHHHH..." He lost himself. His young sac drew up tightly, and the ring of his anus clamped down on my finger; locking it tightly within his hot hole.
His hips raised, and bucked against me as his cock swelled and pulsed... Splashhhh.... A hot jet of thick sticky boy seed erupted into my mouth, and another... There was moaning, his limbs seized in orgasm. Another pulse of molten boy goo spurted onto my tongue... I had to see it... I had to....
I slipped him from my mouth, and grabbing his throbbing wet tool I stroked him vigorously. Three more creamy shots ejaculated from his glistening boy meat, splattering his chest and belly... Bo's entire body shuddered with euphoric relief, as moans of pleasure escaped him... And slowly... Slowly his body went limp.
I looked up at him, and was elated to see the look on his face. But I could still hear urgent moaning... What the...? I turned my head to see Jan, pressed in tightly against us, and he was jerking off; his face twisted in a grimace of pleasure... I reached out and cupped my hand around his butt cheek, pulling him in tight, and burying my fingers deep into his moist crack, my finger piercing is wrinkled ring.
He pushed his hips into us, and moaned......... Hot blasts of ejaculate spurted from him; some of it catching me in the face, but most of it coating Bo's boy parts with a plentiful, sticky layer of sauce... He trembled erotically, and collapsed, his head resting on Bo's soft shoulder.
This was too much... I had never been so... So ultimately turned on. I turned to look at Bo's genitals, dripping with the other boy's sperm; and with an unexplained, yet urgent need, I licked his tender balls and shaft. Slowly I moved up over Bo's torso, still splattered with his own wet offerings, and I licked that as well.
I lay my sweaty nakedness down on top of him, and as our eyes met, I lowered my lips to his and shared the seed of both boys with him. Jan scooted up closely to us, and the three of us exchanged warm, wet kisses and tongues. Our bodies all touching one another, sealed together with sweat and other bodily fluids.
It occurred to me that I hadn't gotten off yet, and in truth I was more than a little surprised that I hadn't already lost it during this homoerotic event. But, in that moment, as much as I needed it; all I could think about was the pleasure I had just given Bo. I could tell from the tenderness of his kisses, the joyful tears in his eyes, and the way he looked into me, that this had been very special to him.
The night was still young. Boys recover very quickly, and I knew it wouldn't be long before they were ready to go again. This was Bo's moment, and I loved him. I wanted him to have it.
I lay on my back between Bo and Jan, my arms around them both, idly rubbing the soft skin of their bodies. The boys were lying on their sides, on either side of me, with their top legs resting comfortably over mine. We all rested there for awhile, sharing and enjoying the warmth of each other's naked bodies, each of us reveling in the pure unadulterated joys of sweet boy sex..
End of Part Seven
*( Come on, even you readers need a break after that. I know I do...)
We'll pick it up right there, next chapter....
* Special thanks to Hans Schreiber, author of 'Just Like Scott', for allowing me to reference his story.
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