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19 year old Greek guy's first experience of gay sex. Tender and erotic.
The Greek Lads (part 2)
By Jason Fuller
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I retraced my steps in my mind. I’d been on the island only a few days. I’d hungered for some young, Greek flesh and now one of the café lads had followed me home, stripped down to his white briefs and sucked me dry. And now I was following him to my bed. He wanted me to show him the pleasures of sex between two men and I could do anything I wanted with him.
As he entered the room the last remaining light of the day filtered in through the long windows and lit his back with shadowy patterns. His shoulders were as strong from behind as his chest had been from the front, and similarly his torso shaped in to his slim hips. The tightness of his underwear showed the perfect roundness of his innocent arse, enveloping it and inviting me to experience it. I would, in time. He was mine for as long as I wanted and I wanted time to recover so that I could once again empty myself deep inside him. The next time though I would have him buck and moan beneath me as I held him and took him from behind. But in time. I had other pleasures for him first.
He received the same treatment there and returned the same sounds of enjoyment, but now he was not fighting back, he was offering up words in Greek, softly spoken and almost begging. I glanced up from where I was teasing him with my mouth and his eyes were wide in wonder. I paused, he smiled. I caught him off guard and clamped his nipple between my teeth, just hard enough to see him push his head back into the bed, close his eyes and let out a deep groan.
And then I was on the move again, trailing down the flat belly, wetting the whisper thin line of hair that led like a map to the top of his shorts. As I did this I carefully climbed across his legs, coming to kneel between them so that I had him laid out before me. I looked at him again but his eyes were closed. His arms, though, were still obediently lying beyond his head in submissive compliance. I looked back at the slim body, placed my large hands on each hip bone and pushed my tongue into his belly button. He squirmed and raised his hips. I pushed them back down with my grip and started to kiss lower. I could smell the fabric of his shorts, the washing powder even, and I could taste the salt on his skin. Being careful not to touch the straining hardness that was bound within, I gave him firm kisses on his shorts. Starting out at his hips and working my way into his inner thigh. Pushing his legs a little further apart I was able to burrow my face in deeper, pushing up the leg of his shorts and revealing a slight growth of dark hair, just between his balls and the top of his legs where the pelvic bone shows through. Without warning I clamped my mouth around his flesh in there and worked it hard with my tongue. He thrashed beneath me, making short grunting sounds as his body tried to twist free. But it was not to be. Pinning him harder I flashed to his other side, giving the same treatment to the never before explored area. Again he writhed and gasped and I smiled to myself knowing that I was showing him something new, something exciting, something he could teach to the other lads he hung out with.
I kept working on him there while his gasps subsided into deep breathing. Kissing his round cheeks and stroking gently at the red marks that my face had left. I worked my thumb around his hole, slipping it over and then in with the lubrication of my spit. He moaned contentedly as my thumb went in and I knew then that there would be more to come. My cock was solid again and I was ready to unload my second wad of the night into his tasty Greek arse. But he was not ready. Not yet, and besides, I’d not yet tasted, nor even seen, his youthful lad cock in the flesh.
I let him lie flat on his stomach, knelt up and wiped my mouth. And then I lay down over him so that my cock rested hard and ready along his hairless crack. I wrapped my arms around him from behind and he searched for my hands under himself. We lay, our sweat mingling in the warmth of the evening, and he pulled me tighter down onto him.
‘I want you to fuck me,’ he whispered. ‘But se ligo.’
‘Se ligo?’ I replied?
‘In a while,’ he said and there was a dreamy, far away contentment in his voice.
