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Valley in the Dutch Mountains (part 2/2) 

By Freudz(c)

This is the second and last part of a true youth experience.
If you are offended by it, then I'm curious why the f*ck you
are reading this stuff anyway. To all the other readers, I say:
'enjoy and feel free to perv along with me'.

The beach was empty, as the three of us walked towards the see. 
It must have been a gorgeous sight. A naked big white man with 
a nice tan, who is chaperoned by a nude small angelic white 
boy and a slightly taller coffee colored boy. The feeling of 
the wind on my bare skin and between my buns and on my 
hairless balls was sensational. The seawater was a bit cold 
and made our dicks shrink. Mine was just one inch and 
Patrick's dick almost disappeared completely. I couldn't 
believe my eyes, when I saw how much Dieters man cock had 
shrunk. 

Of course we made fun of each others 'baby' dicks and started 
to wrestle. Dieter threw us in the air and let us sit on his 
shoulders. The moment my dick touched his warm neck, I felt it 
stiffening. Patrick suggested we should play a typical 'water' 
game, in which you dive underwater through each others legs. 
First, Patrick and I dove through Dieter's legs. While passing 
his legs, I felt his dick and balls brushing my back. When it 
was our turn, Dieter told us to stand with our backs and butts 
against each other and our legs spread wide. Instead of 
swimming between our legs, I felt his mouth closing on my dick.

In a second, my already stiff boy tool hardened to the maximum. 
He started to suck me off. It was more like playing with his 
tongue, I guess, as sucking underwater is quite impossible. At 
the same time I felt one of his hands caressing my balls and 
my brown hole. From the naughty look on Patrick's face I could 
make up, that Dieter's other hand was playing with his little 
member. Then he came above the surface and sucked his lungs 
full of air and reversed the play. Now he sucked Patrick and 
jerked me off.  

We kept doing it for some time, until he was out of breath. 
Right now, I wonder why he didn't make us suck his dick. 
Probably he didn't want to rush things and scare us. Instead 
we stood still and held each other firmly. Patrick and I 
rubbed our little bodies against Dieter's tall body to share 
our body heat. Hereby, I felt his hard and warm cock brushing 
my belly and chest. Instinctively, I grub his hard tool and 
held it with two hands against my chest. Like mine, his 
scrotum has shrunk too and was tight against his body. Excited 
about my discovery, I told Patrick to try it too. 

He smiled devilishly, took the big cock in his small hands and 
held it against his chest, like he just got a new puppy. We 
had been in the water for quite some time already and started 
to get cold. Dieter asked us to not touch his dick anymore.  
At the time I couldn't see his problem. We were on a nude 
beach, weren't we? Right now, I understand that even in the 
seventies it must have been somewhat odd, to see a grown man 
walking on the beach with a raging hard on, accompanied by and 
two naked preteen boys. 

After a short while our willies went soft and we walked across 
the still empty beach to our 'secret' valley in the dunes. 
Dieter offered us some more of the funny tasting German spring 
water. Then he asked us about our experiences with sex. As we 
couldn't understand each others languages properly, we used a 
lot of hand gesturing and body language. We told him about our 
sex games. How we 'borrowed' my brother's porn magazines and 
played the stories that were in it. 

He must have been very amused at our graphic descriptions and 
naughty escapades. He asked if we ever had sex with a grown up 
before. We told him that we only had sex with each other and a 
few other boys from our neighborhood. He smiled and said that 
he had played with his friends when he was a boy scout. At the 
time I was a boy scout, so this was another 'bond' with this 
stranger. Dieter explained that besides a teacher, he was also 
a scouting leader. I guess that's probably the reason that he 
didn't freak out when he caught us earlier that afternoon (see 
part 1). He must have been used to naughty and horny little 
boys. 

While we were talking his hands carefully wiped the sea salt 
from our bodies. His hands felt strong and soft at the same 
time. There was some salt on my right nipple and instead of 
wiping it off with his finger he bend forwards and licked it 
off with his tongue. My nipple got hard immediately. The touch 
of his tongue on my tiny knob send electricity trough my body. 
Although Patrick and I had sucked and fucked each other, 
strangely we never had paid attention to our nipples. While 
Dieter licked my nipples Patrick started to play with my now 
very hard boner. Slowly Dieter slid his wet tongue over my 
belly, down to where soon I would sprout some pubic hair. Then 
he licked underneath my hairless brown balls. This made me 
giggle, as I was very ticklish down there. 

He instructed Patrick how to suck and lick my nipples. His 
inexpert tongue and biting teeth were not as good as Dieter's, 
but his eagerness and horniness made even. Soon Dieter was 
sucking on my boner and licking my round buns, sliding his 
tongue between them. His short beard felt like sandpaper and 
gave me a burning sensation. I took Patrick's hot needle 
between my thumb and index finger and slowly jerked him off. 
Dieter licked the insides of my legs moved down to my feet. He 
slid his tongue across the soles. When he started licking 
between my toes and sucking them, the feeling, a mixture of 
pleasure and torture, was almost unbearable.

While Dieter kept on sucking and licking my toes, he lined up 
his leaking cock with my four inch boner and fucked me between 
the legs. Just like he had done with Patrick, he also rubbed 
his big tool between the saliva coated soles of my feet. Then 
he dove between my legs and started to suck furiously on my 
throbbing wiener. The probing of his big fingers and slippery 
tongue between my buttocks and jerking and sucking on my hot 
little coffee colored rod, while Patrick was sucking and 
licking my nipples, brought me soon to a powerful climax.

As I had just come before, only one drop of transparent sperm 
came out. To my surprise Dieter licked it off. Patrick 
couldn't cum yet and he surely didn't want me to cum in his 
mouth. Once another friend of twelve years old and I wanted to 
know the feeling of cumming in someone else's mouth. Although 
I really enjoyed spraying my boy juice in his mouth, at the 
time, the salty taste of his cum and I guess the whole idea of 
him 'peeing' in my mouth, grossed me out. Only if I would have 
known then, what I know now......

Then it's Patrick's turn. Like Dieter had done to me before, 
he started by licking his tiny pink nipples. Apparently 
Patrick was nipple sensitive as I was, but less in a sexual 
way. He giggled and said it tickled. Dieter motioned me to 
lick one nipple, while he licked the other one. As Patrick's 
chest was very small, our heads touched. Dieter trailed his 
tongue to Patrick's armpit. Patrick shrieked and said it was 
too ticklish. 

I guess to calm him down, Dieter didn't slide his tongue down 
on his bare skin, like he had done with me. Instead he moved 
directly to his little member and took the whole two inch and 
'big' little balls in his mouth. Patrick went quiet now. He 
laid with his eyes closed and a cute smile on his face. As I 
licked and sucked on his tiny nipples, I saw Dieter circle his 
tongue around the little cocklet and play with the tight 
foreskin. 

As the reader has probably already concluded, Patrick and I 
were like most Dutch boys uncircumcised. We loved to play with 
our foreskins and even sometimes showed our 'cheese' to each 
other. Of course, we didn't have cheese now, as we both just 
got a 'willy wash' from Dieter. 

Dieter gestured, that I should suck Patrick. Eagerly I agreed 
and started bobbing on my friend's hairless needle. Dieter 
held Patrick's feet in both hands and attempted to lick and 
suck them, but Patrick was too ticklish. Instead he rubbed his 
rock hard leaking cock between Patrick's tender white soles. I 
could see he was enjoying it, as he had a dreamy look in his 
half closed eyes. While I was still sucking on my little 
friend's throbbing boner, Dieter tongued his way down 
Patrick's legs to his hairless balls. 

Suddenly our tongues met. This was another first time. During 
our regular sex games it was another unwritten rule, that we 
would never kiss. Licking each others dicks and butts, just 
seemed less gross than French kissing. Dieter was very gentle 
and let me explore my tongue around Patrick's cocklet and his 
mature tongue. It was another strange, but very exiting new 
feeling, which Patrick and I would explore some more in the 
near future. He then licked between Patrick's white buns and 
probed his tongue on the tiny pink puckered hole. 

After he put on lots of saliva and Patrick seemed to relax his 
tight sphincter, he tried to insert his pinky finger. As his 
smallest finger was still thicker than my index finger, it 
didn't go in immediately. Fortunately, Dieter didn't force it 
and continued probing at the little hole with his tongue and 
licking the hairless balls. Patrick was softly moaning and 
telling how good it felt. As he could only dry cum yet, his 
orgasm was like a short spasm, which felt funny on my tongue. 
Immediately his little dick was over sensitive and he pulled 
it quickly out of my mouth. 

Dieter had brought a big chunk of melon and started to cut out 
little pieces, using a small pocket knife. He laid down on his 
back and put the little pieces of melon on his chest, nipples 
and belly. Patrick gave me a puzzled look. I understood what 
Dieter wanted and convinced Patrick that it was a new exciting 
game. The big German man looked at us smilingly, like a 
fatherly teacher at his pupils. His hands caressed our 
immature bodies, as we started to eat the little chunks of 
melon of melon of his belly and chest, like little wolf cubs. 

When I ate a piece of melon of his nipple, his hand kept my 
head in place. I got the message and started licking and 
softly nibbling on his nipple. He gently moved Patrick's mouth 
to his other nipple and stroked his fingers through our hairs 
and massaged our tender shoulders and backs. Then he took my 
hand and placed it on his throbbing cock. Immediately, I took 
the head between my thumb and index finger, like Patrick and 
I used to do. He placed his hand around mine and showed me how 
grown up men jerk off. 

He took Patrick's hand and put it on his hairy balls, 
motioning him to massage them. Apparently, we did a good job, 
as he was panting and moaning and saying words in German, 
which I couldn't understand. With a slight pressure, he guided 
our heads to his hard seven and a half inch cock. Although we 
had sucked each others dicks many times, this was something 
else. His giant tool was leaking pre cum and felt very warm 
and stiff. Dieter noticed our hesitation and wiped the precum 
of his gland with his thumbs. 

While Patrick started licking up and down the warm shaft, I 
dared to lick around the big cock head. Dieter applied some 
more pressure on my head and I took the big purple gland in 
my young mouth. I couldn't take much of it in, as I started
to gag. So I just took his cock head in my mouth and circled 
my tongue around it. He then motioned Patrick to lick his cock 
head at the same time. We looked each other in the eyes and 
without saying anything, Patrick's facial expression told me 
that at that moment he was willing to do just about anything. 

As we were both playing with our tongues around his sensitive 
gland, excitingly touching each others tongues once in a while, 
Dieters hands moved from our heads to our bodies. He shifted 
our bodies, so that we were both lying on our sides, with our 
heads down on his cock and our little dicks on each side of 
his head. I felt his hand playing with my dick and butt, 
occasionally taking my half hard member in his mouth. He also 
took Patrick's little tool in his mouth, but it was still too 
sensitive, so instead he licked the little 'big' balls and 
slid his tongue between the tiny pale buns. 

Suddenly, he pressed both our heads firmly to his cock, with 
our lips on the sides of the shaft. He pushed three times and 
grunted. From the corner of my eyes, I saw him shooting his 
sperm violently over his stomach and chest. Considering that 
he had already cum before, Patrick and I were very impressed 
by the force and the amount of it. He took the same cum
soaked handkerchief and wiped the sperm of his body. 

Shortly afterwards, Patrick looked on his watch and said he 
had to be home soon. Dieter insisted that we should first go 
for a short swim to clean ourselves. Later I understood that 
we couldn't have gone home with the smell of sex on our 
bodies. After the swim he dried us with his towel and we got 
dressed. When we said goodbye, he hugged each of us tightly 
and whispered 'auf wiedersehen' (goodbye) in my ear. 

Patrick and I went back to that 'secret' valley the days 
afterwards and many times more, but we never got caught again 
while playing our sex games. Of course we never saw Dieter 
again. I guess he was just in Holland for a short holiday and 
went soon back to his wife, children, pupils and cub scouts. 
The experience that day has been very memorable to us. When
I turned fifteen, Patrick moved to another town and we lost 
contact. My heart was broken. When I grew older, I began to 
understand that he was the first boy I ever fell in love with. 
Last year we unexpectedly met at a country fair. He was 
accompanied by his wife and three children, two daughters of 
five and eight and a son of ten years old. His son looked 
exactly like his father twenty seven years ago. He was blond 
and short for his age and had the same angelic and naughty 
appearance. We made an appointment and some weeks later he 
came to visit me at my house. We recalled the experiences of 
our youths. We both agreed that on this day, we had 
experienced some of the hottest sex of our lives. While 
talking about it we both got very aroused, horny and 
hard..............................but that's for another time.


I hope you enjoyed my first story. Constructive remarks and 
suggestions are always welcome. Freudz@hush.com  





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