It’s finally summer again – get out of here! That’s what we all thought as we proudly strolled out of class with our diplomas in hand. This was going to be a very special summer because we had a lot planned. At the top of the agenda, however, was a weekend at my uncle’s beach hut. Unfortunately, he couldn’t occupy it this summer because his wife was due to have a baby in a few days. So my five best friends and I decided to spend the first weekend up there. Steve, Benny, Jason, Michelle, Jasmin and I met at the train station on the morning of the first Thursday of the holidays. We formed a circle and talked about all kinds of nonsense while we waited for the train. I noticed that Steve wasn’t talking much today and when you spoke to him, he only gave monosyllabic answers.
I could see that he was pretty lost in thought. But I just assumed he was imagining how beautiful this summer could be and didn’t think about it any more. Finally the train arrived, on which we would now spend about five hours. As the others were in the middle of a heated discussion about things the world doesn’t need, I decided to sit next to Steve so as not to disturb the others in their four-seater seat. We chatted briefly – very briefly – about this and that and Steve didn’t even look me in the eye. Surprised, I gave up trying to start a conversation and joined in the discussion about the best song in the current charts. When Steve still hadn’t said anything after what felt like 20 hours on the train, I gently punched him on the shoulder. “Man Steve, what’s wrong with you, you hardly talk!”
Now he finally turned to me. But he didn’t say anything, he just looked at me. His gaze radiated such enormous familiarity, love and warmth that I was literally captivated by him. He put his hand on mine and didn’t stop looking at me. Now I noticed for the first time how beautiful Steve actually was. His short, messy brown hair, gelled in, harmonized perfectly with his dark brown-green eyes. His clearly visible cheekbones, round chin, full lips and short three-day beard gave the whole thing the finishing touch, which was perfect for me. I felt a butterflies in my stomach that I hadn’t felt for a long time – whether I wanted to believe it or not, I was in love with him. The train driver’s voice tore me out of my thoughts and I pulled my hand back in shock. Luckily we had finally arrived and had to get out because I suddenly felt different in Steve’s presence.
Unusually different. Finally arriving at the beach hut, we threw all the mattresses we could find into the living room and set up a bed that would definitely be big enough for 20 people. “It’s going to be a fun night,” laughed Michelle. “If we even get to sleep,” said Benny, also laughing. Meanwhile, Steve disappeared into one of the many rooms to unpack his luggage. We had decided to take more things with us and leave them there, as we would be spending several weekends up here. So I threw my luggage in a cupboard, took off my clothes and put on something short (it was really hot, about 25°) and tried to get Steve out of my head. Just as I was standing there in just my bra and choosing what to wear, I suddenly heard the door creak. Startled, I turned around and saw Steve standing in front of me.
He looked at me like that again. Captivated by his gaze, it took me a while to realise that I was standing half naked in front of him. Although we had seen each other like that many times before – after all, we have been best friends for 10 years – I suddenly felt embarrassed and tried to cover my upper body with my hands. I didn’t succeed, so I tried to save the situation in another way and jumped back a step. “Knock, man, you’re totally scaring me!” He looked at me, then looked embarrassed at the floor. Only now did I see the big bulge in his jeans. I couldn’t say much, it just overwhelmed me. I went up to him, put my hands around his neck and pressed my body gently against his. I could clearly feel – even through the jeans – how his bulge was growing. He seemed surprised at first, but then he came out of his shell.
He lifted me up so that I had to swing my legs around his hips. I didn’t dare kiss him on the mouth, so I kissed his neck gently while he rubbed his bulge between my legs. I could feel everything clearly on my labia despite the clothes. This excited me quite a bit and I started to moan quietly. He grabbed my buttocks tightly and pressed them harder and harder against his bulge. The feeling became more and more intense and he almost drove me to orgasm. His knees started to shake so he let me down. I looked deep into his eyes while I unbuckled his belt and reached into his underwear. His extremely hard cock twitched slightly when I touched it. He swallowed. I pulled back his foreskin and massaged his balls with my other hand. He started to push his lower body against my hand and a medium-loud moan escaped him.
All of a sudden he pulled my hand away, pulled down my panties and put his hot, hard cock between my labia. He didn’t stick it in the hole, no, he just put it between my labia, lifted me up, wrapped my legs around his abdomen, pressed me against the wall and started to thrust gently but quickly. His hard member rubbed so hard on my clitoris that I was close to orgasm too. He thrust one last time and we both came together. Exhausted, he let me down and for the first time today I saw him smile. I put my hands around his neck and pulled him towards me. His lips touched mine and again I felt that tingling in my stomach. I had never been kissed so gently and passionately before. I didn’t want to stop, but a loud bang, probably from the kitchen, separated us.
Embarrassed, he took a few steps back and buttoned his trousers, but then he plucked up the courage: “First get dressed, I’m going downstairs… shall we meet later on the beach?” Fascinated by his soft voice, I stammered, “Yes… sure!” He gave me the most beautiful kiss in the world on the lips and disappeared. I still couldn’t believe it. When I came back to my room from the veranda, there was a note stuck to the bed. “On the beach at 9 p.m. – Benny.” I looked at the clock. 9:15 p.m. Damn! I hurried to the beach and there he was, looking out to sea – as handsome as he is. When he heard me coming, he turned to me. His body seems more beautiful to me than ever. His well-trained but not overly-toned arms, his clearly visible stomach and pectoral muscles, his thighs toned from playing football – everything was so beautiful.
He took me in his arms and kissed my neck gently. Then we turned to face the sunset. He stood behind me, his hands around my stomach. His left hand ran down to my panties. First he stroked them, then he put his hand under them and started to massage my clit. I moaned and pressed my bottom lightly against his abdomen. Then he stopped, took my hand and led me into the water. When the water was up to our hips, we stopped. He stroked my face and kissed me gently. I explored his body with my hands, stroked his muscles, stroked his hair, grabbed his butt. I started to jerk his cock, which was now rock hard again. It must feel particularly good under water because he started to moan loudly. He took off my bikini, grabbed my breasts and played with my nipples.
Finally, he took off my briefs and then his own swimming trunks. He rolled the whole thing into a ball and threw it on the beach so it wouldn’t float away. Then he took me again like before, but this time he penetrated me. Underwater, it felt incredibly hot. He started to thrust gently, made circular movements and pushed his big cock in as deep as possible. We both moaned loudly. Over time, his thrusts became firmer, harder and more passionate. He pushed it in all the way, only to pull it out again and repeat the same thing. Meanwhile, he played with my breasts and every now and then we kissed. A big wave made him fall over and laughing, we dragged ourselves to the shore. He sat down on the beach where the water was still coming. I sat on his hard cock and started to ride him.
He liked that and he moaned louder than ever. We didn’t care if anyone could hear us, because every time the water came, there was an increasingly horny feeling that pushed us both to the limit and made us moan loudly. I rode him wildly and he wrapped his arms tightly around me. We both closed our eyes, kissed and moaned, sweat running down our foreheads. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and came with loud screams. My muscles twitched and closed around his cock – that drove him crazy. He also moaned very loudly and met my thrusts. Then his cock started to twitch and I felt his hot juice spread inside me. Exhausted, he sank back and I lay on top of him. His cock began to subside inside me and slipped out of me. We looked into each other’s eyes and held each other in our arms for a long time, the sun had already set.
“Shall we take a shower and then sit on the porch?” he asked. “Sure,” I replied and kissed him. Hand in hand we strolled to the house – the others had disappeared. On the table we found a note saying that the other four were going to search the area for clubs etc. That was good for us because we had the whole house to ourselves. Already undressed again, we stumbled to the shower, kissing, rubbed each other with body wash and admired each other’s bodies. I carefully spread some body wash on his cock and balls, which made him incredibly horny. I washed it all off his stiff cock and got down on my knees. Then I kissed his glans, cupped his balls and rubbed his penis with my other free hand. I started to lick the glans and put more and more of his cock in my mouth.
He gasped and his knees wobbled with excitement. I gently but firmly circled his glans with my tongue and kneaded his balls harder. He started to thrust into my mouth and shortly afterwards I tasted the first drops of sperm. Just before he came, I stopped and led him into the kitchen. Disappointed, he followed me. “What are we doing here?” he asked, surprised. In response, I got the oil from the cupboard and rubbed it on his cock. He liked that. He also took some of the oil, poured some over my breasts and rubbed them with it with pleasure. But that wasn’t what I had in mind. I knelt down on one of the mattresses. He immediately understood what I wanted. “It’s going to hurt, a little,” he said. “It’s OK, I know how much you like it,” I said. He laughed. He had told me that years ago on a school trip, but he hadn’t thought about doing it with me.
So he greased his cock again and rubbed my anus a little. Then he stuck a finger in. At first it was strange for me but the longer he did it the more I liked it. Now he slowly guided his glans to the entrance. He pushed it in gently, it wasn’t easy and it hurt a little but once he was inside, it worked. He started to thrust gently and grabbed my breasts from the front. I started to moan at first from pain, then from horniness. He went faster and harder. I grabbed his balls from below and massaged them. That and my tight hole turned him on so much that after a few minutes he was close to coming. I ran my fingernails over the back of his testicles and then it was too much. With a loud moan he unloaded a heavy load inside me. We stayed in that position for a few minutes but then he slowly pulled out.
He laid me on my back and kissed me. “That was nice,” he breathed. It still hurt, but I nodded in agreement. He kissed my neck, to my nipples, licked them, kissed down past my belly button and then he started to lick me fantastically. He kissed my clitoris, licked it, ran his tongue through my labia, stuck a finger in my hole and kissed my thighs. No one had ever done it so well. So it happened that after just 5 minutes I came loudly. He lay down next to me and caressed my body while I calmed down. “I wanted you to come for your own good too,” he said with a wink. We just lay there for a few minutes and looked at each other, caressing and kissing. “Steve?” I asked. He continued to kiss me and managed a “Hm?” in between. I put my hand on his chest and pushed him away.
“You know… I realized today… that I… that I…” he didn’t let me finish, but kissed me so gently and passionately that the kiss was simply unforgettable. “I’ve loved you too, for a long time!” I gave myself over to him and we had the most beautiful night and the most beautiful summer on earth. And we’ll have a few more of those.