A Day at the Pool
by: Miguel Sanchez
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I was sitting at a table relaxing during my weekly trip to the pool. Every Saturday I came here to work out and enjoy the scenery. I would go over to the lap area and swim about 50 laps over the course of about thirty minutes then go to the snack bar. Every week I had been there were some regular lap swimmers and even though I didn’t speak the language I was more or less accepted. There was this one teenager that would seem to pace himself with me and at times would want to race on the final lap.
I was just finishing my final 10 laps of the day and when we flipped for the final lap he took off. I wasn’t expecting this and by the time I realized what he’d done he was a good 5 meters ahead of me and there was no hope of catching him. He touched the wall then stood up smiling and said, “Nice set.”
I smiled at him and said, “Yeah. You’re not bad kid.”
“Thanks,” he said smiling. “You’re not too bad either for an old guy.”
At 35 I don’t consider myself old by any means and I’m not about to let a kid get away with calling me that. I ducked under the water and grabbed his leg then went around him and put my hand on his butt and shot him out of the water. He went flying then landed with a splash and came up laughing. I was looking for him to surface when I felt a tug on my legs and I was pulled under the water. I felt him grab me around the waist and he flipped me out of the water backwards. I stood up spitting water out of my mouth while he was standing there laughing at me. I had been out done by a kid and there wasn’t a thing I could do to save face. I walked over to him then patted him on the back, climbed out and went over to a table to sit down.
I grabbed my towel and started drying off when he walked past me and smacked me on the ass. I looked at him and said, “Hey, that stings.”
He giggled and stuck his ass out at me as he continued on his way. I guess I should mention the reason that slap on the ass stung was that I was nude, in fact all of us were.
I guess I should let you all in on a few things. First my name is Ben Mitchell and I’m on holiday in Sweden. I’m staying at a local B&B nearby and I happened on the pool quite by accident. The first time I saw it I was amazed at the fact everyone was nude. When I spoke with the people at the B&B they said it was a natural thing to do and no one ever thought a thing about it. They are separated by times where there are just males in the pool or just females.
I had been relaxing for about 15 minutes when the antagonizer returned and sat down beside me. He patted me on the back and said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
I looked at him and said, “It’s OK. It took me more by surprise than anything.”
Now there is one more thing I guess I should tell you and that is I’m gay. I know in Sweden being gay isn’t like it is in the United States and as long as you don’t flaunt things it’s pretty much accepted. For three weeks now this kid has swam laps with me and now he’s almost being forward. I turned to look at him and I felt his hand brush against mine and when I turned to look at him he was staring at me with a smile on his face. Bells are going off in my head telling me this kid is hitting on me when the next thing I heard was, “My name is Stefan.”
He extended his hand to me so I shook it and said, “Ah hi, my name is Ben, Ben Mitchell.”
While I was shaking his hand he started rubbing his thumb over the back of it and continued to smile at me. I was about to say something again when he scooted over and said, “What’s wrong Ben?”
I was about to tell him that other than he’s giving me one hell of a boner not a thing but decided against it. I looked at him and said, “Are you coming on to me Stefan?”
He rubbed his knee against me and said, “Well let’s just say I like you very much. I’ve seen you here for the last three weeks and there is something about you I find fascinating.”
I was flattered that this gorgeous teen found me fascinating but I sure didn’t want the remainder of my vacation to be spent in prison. I looked at him and said, “How old are you Stefan?”
“Fifteen almost sixteen,” he said. “Is there a problem with that?”
“Stefan,” I started saying. “I’m old enough to be your father. People would shurly think I’ve enticed you or even worse.”
He started laughing and said, “First off being gay isn’t a crime nor is it looked at like it is in some other countries. Secondly the age of consent is fifteen and I’m all ready that. I know I look younger but that’s because I’m short for my age and I keep most of the hair on my body shaved. As for you being old enough to be my father I know you’re well older than I am and I know full well what I want. Hell Ben my father knows what I want. I’ve talked with him about it last year and he says I have very good judgment.”
I didn’t know what to say. I was entranced by his maturity and he sure was a handsome boy. Hell, he was more than handsome. He was the most perfect person I’d seen in all my years. He finally stopped trying to turn me on and my dick had returned to normal. I looked at him and said, “Would you like something to drink?”
“Sure,” he said. “My Dad should be here in about ten minutes and I’d like to introduce you to him.”
If I had had a mouthful of drink at that moment I would have sprayed it all over him. “You want to what?” I said as my heart and stomach just traded places in my body.
He took my hand again and said, “Relax Ben. My father will love you.”
“Yeah,” I mumbled. “He’ll love to kill me.”
We went into the dressing room and quickly showered then changed. He took my hand and we walked out by the pool area. Stefan looked around and started walking over to a man that had to be at least ten years older than me. “Hi Dad,” Stefan said. “I’d like you to meet someone.”
Stefan leaned in and kissed his father on the cheek. His Dad looked at me and stuck his hand out saying, “Hi, I’m Rolf Johansson.”
“Nice to meet you sir,” I said shaking his hand. “I’m Ben Mitchell.”
“Dad can Ben and I go off for a little bit?” Stefan asked his father.
He thought and said, “Sure son, just be home in time for dinner. Ben, you’re invited also.”
Talk about something right out of the Twilight Zone. I’d just been introduced to this kid’s father and invited to dinner in the span of 60 seconds. I felt Stefan take my hand and led me towards the entrance. He looked up at me and smiled then I asked, “Where do you want to go?”
“There’s a great pizza place in Emmaboda I know,” he said. “Oh I forgot do you have a car?”
I giggled and said, “Yeah kiddo I do. I didn’t think you’d have one yet.”
He squeezed my hand then let it brush over my package inside my jeans. I looked at him and he gave me this devilish grin. He moved closer to me then took my hand and rubbed it over his crotch as he said, “Turn abut is fair play.”
I unlocked the doors of my leased BMW and we got inside when I asked him, “Stefan, have you ever had a boyfriend?”
I started the engine and backed out of the parking space as he thought. I saw him counting on his fingers and thought, ‘I guess he has had some experience then.’
I saw him fix his dick in his jeans then say, “Yeah Ben, I’ve had 5 of them.”
I had to quickly think because there was something about the way he answered my question that was a little odd. I looked at him. “5 boyfriends?”
He started giggling then said holding up his right hand, “Yep, Peter and his brothers.”
I started laughing with him as I realized what he was referring to. When our laughter quieted down I asked, “What were you really trying to do back at the pool before Stefan?”
He looked down and then got real quiet. I found a side street and pulled off the main road then stopped so I could see what was wrong with him. I put the car in park then turned to look at him and I could see tears rolling down his cheeks. I took my finger and lifted his chin then had him look at me. Through the tears he said, “Ben, I’ve seen you here for the last three Saturdays and there was just something I felt that was very special about you. When I sat beside you today I could also feel it. I know you’re American and you can’t stay here but for only a short time but I like you, I like you a lot. When I rubbed your knee with mine I saw what happened and if you had looked, I was the same way. I’ve never had a boyfriend and I know about the things gay people do. I’m not looking for just casual sex or to just have someone to teach me things. Ben, I’m falling in love with you. For me, it started the second time I saw you. Do you think you could have someone my age as a boyfriend and a lover?”
It had been more than a few years since I had had a steady boyfriend. But there was something about Stefan, almost magical in his air. I was sitting there lost in thought when I felt him touch my hand. I looked over at him then he leaned over and kissed me. His kiss was chaste and gentle. In that moment I was totally taken with this boy and my heart opened to him. I returned his kiss then said, “Stefan, I’ve never met anyone like you before. It’s been so long since I’ve had a boyfriend and I almost thought I was off the market. I’m flattered that you would want me as your boyfriend and I’m honored that you asked. Yes Stefan, I would love to be your boyfriend.”
The smile that came across his face at that moment was priceless. His whole face lit up and he tried to jump into my lap but was held firm by the seatbelt. I reached over and undid it and then I had a smiling crying fifteen year-old in my lap. We wrapped in an embrace that was both comforting and passionate. I looked at him then leaned into him and gave him a light kiss. He wrapped his arms around my neck and returned it as I felt his tongue try to enter my mouth.
I opened it then felt his tongue begin to explore my oral cavity. After several minutes I started to explore his when I felt his hand begin to explore another region. I knew I had to break the kiss or risk having a more than messy accident. I reached down and gently took his hand in mine. He pulled it out and placed my hand onto his crotch. I felt his teen tool pushing hard against his jeans as he tried to get me to unzip his pants. He was breathing hard then said, “Please Ben.”
I broke the kiss and said, “Easy love. This isn’t the most private of places and neither of us needs to wind up in trouble.”
He pulled his face back a few inches and just sat there beaming. If it had been midnight outside, his smile could have supplied enough power to light up the entire surrounding town. He kissed me lightly on the lips and said, “Oh Ben, you’ve made me so very happy. You’ve just made all my dreams come true.”
Stefan slid back over to his seat and refastened his seatbelt and I started the car and continued on to the pizzeria. It took another few minutes to get there but he held onto my hand the entire way there. I put the car in park, turned the engine off then went around to the other side and opened the door for him. OK, so chivalry isn’t dead. He slipped his hand into mine and smiled all the way to the restaurant. We went inside and sat down and we looked at the menu. We decided on a shish kabob pizza and sodas to drink.
It was after the usual lunch rush so we were there by ourselves. We had our drinks brought to us first while the pizza was being cooked. We sat close to each other and talked about a little bit of everything. He reached over and touched my hand that sent jolts of electricity through my body and land right in my crotch. At that point I felt the urge to empty my bladder and I headed for the toilet.
I had just released my dick when Stefan was standing right beside me. He unzipped his jeans and for the first time I took in the beauty of his cock. He was standing there with his jeans and underwear loose showing me his equipment. As I was peeing I was staring at his beautiful uncut tool. I finished my business and fixed myself then for whatever reason, I reached over and held his tool while he relieved himself. While he was going he looked up at me and kissed me on the cheek. I smiled at him and said, “I hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all,” he said. “You can hold it anytime I go.”
He finished peeing and I worked the last few drops out and gave it a couple of shakes. I gently reached around and put my hand under his balls then lifted them up so I could pull his underpants over them. I pulled his jeans back up and snapped and zipped them back. We washed our hands then returned to the table and ate our pizza. During the meal I decided to cut a piece and reach over and feed it to Stefan. He giggled and decided that was fun so we took a few minutes to feed each other. We finished eating then we walked around for a little while when I asked, “What do you want to do?”
He looked into my eyes and said, “Let’s go back to my house. I would like to have a rest before supper.”
We got into the car and headed back to Stefan’s house. When we arrived, his father was sitting watching a movie on television. He looked at us and said, “Did you have a nice time?”
Stefan went over and hugged his Dad. “Yes we did. We had a wonderful time. We’re going to take a rest before supper.”
I swallowed so hard I thought everyone in the house would have heard it. Rolf looked up and said, “That’s fine, I’ll wake you when it’s ready.”
Stefan took me by the hand and led me upstairs to his room. He opened the door and led me into a huge room. The room looked more like a suite than a bedroom. He had a king size bed in the middle, two walk in closets, a full bath with shower off the bedroom and an entertainment center any kid would die for. He closed the door and led me to the bed. He had me sit down then he took his place on my lap. He lifted my shirt up and started running his hands over my chest. I closed my eyes at the feelings then suddenly opened them. He saw the look on my face then said, “Relax my love, Dad will not come in. Besides, I’m sure he has an idea what we might be doing any way.”
I wrapped my arms around him and said, “I can’t believe all this is happening. There is nothing more I’d rather do than take you in my arms and eat you up but can we take things a little slower love?”
He kissed my cheek and said, “I guess I have been moving a little to fast, huh?”
I reached for the end of his tee shirt to lift it over his head then said giggling, “Nah, no faster than any other horny teen would.”
He giggled at the remark then raised his arms so I could get the shirt off over his head. Stefan stood and pulled my shirt up and I lifted my arms for him too. We stood there for a few minutes bare-chested then we started getting cold. I kicked my sneakers off and I noticed Stefan was already barefoot. I removed my socks then felt him start to undo my jeans. I stood up and he undid the button then lowered the zipper and proceeded to slide them down my legs. I sat back on the bed and Stefan knelt to slip them off my feet.
My dick was tenting my boxers then it escaped its confines through the opening just as Stefan looked up. He tossed my jeans on a chair and leaned in and kissed the tip of it. It took every ounce of will power I had to keep from blowing all over his face. I stood and quickly fixed myself then reached over to my young love and brought him closer to me.
I sat back on the edge of the bed and ran my hands over his arms. There was just the slightest hint of hair on his arms then I slid my hands upward towards his armpits. I ran my fingers under them and they were totally hairless. He stepped closer then put his hands behind his head so I could get a good view of his upper body. I pulled him onto a hug and kissed him on his chest while sliding my hands down his sides stopping at the top of his jeans. I found the button and undid it then pulled the zipper down. I slid his jeans down and got the surprise of my life. I quickly slipped his jeans off his feet then looked at his boxer briefs. He had a pair of white ones on and over his package was a big red heart. I looked up at him and kissed his cheek when he said, “I wore these just for you my love.”
Stefan took my hand and pulled so I stood up for him. He went around and pulled the covers back the reached over to my boxers and slid them down off my body. I turned around and hooked my fingers in the waistband of his and slid them down too. I was now able to totally see his lower body and he was like a young David. His legs were muscled like that of an Olympic swimmer and his butt was smooth and firm. Above his 5 inch tool was the finest display of pubic hair. He had it trimmed to less than an inch in length and it stayed just within his pubis. He was correct when he said that people would look at him and think he was several years younger than he was.
I stepped back and got onto the bed and slipped under the comforter. I raised it and Stefan joined me crawling over so we could wrap ourselves in each other’s arms. Stefan started kissing me and his tongue was soon exploring the confines of my mouth. His hands started roaming my chest and soon I was doing the same. I broke the kiss and started licking his hairless torso. Within a few minutes I had him moaning in heated pleasure. I licked and kissed my way southward until I found my treasure. I turned my self around so my face was now inches from his crotch. I reached out and gently grasped his boy tool and licked the precum off the end of it. I slid the foreskin back the licked and kissed its purple head.
I was about to devour it when I felt a tongue lick the end of my leaking tool. I sucked air as his tongue licked it like an ice cream cone. I returned to my duties and took his tool all the way into my mouth down to his pubes. I started massaging his balls and I could tell that he would soon be giving me is luscious load of boy cream.
I felt Stefan’s hand start to caress my balls so I lifted my leg so he could have easier access to his prize. I started sucking his tool and massaging his balls and soon he was doing the same to me. The skin on his sack was so incredibly soft and smooth that I could rub and caress that all day long. I could taste his precum as he leaked more and more. His balls were now drawn up tight against his crotch and then my mouth was being flooded by his sweet nectar. As soon as I felt him fire, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I swallowed and said, “Love you better move your mouth baby. I’m going to cum any second.”
He refused to budge and I couldn’t hold back. I fired six strong ropes into his waiting and swallowing mouth. Stefan had shot his boy juice and I was now cleaning his dick with my tongue. I pulled off and Stefan continued to lick and suck me to the point I was super sensitive. I gently eased my dick out of his lips then turned around to face my young lover. He kissed me passionately and we each could taste our own juices. When he broke the kiss he said, “My god Ben, I’ve never felt anything that good before. Please don’t think I’m jumping here but I love you.”
I hugged him and said, “Stefan my darling, you’re not jumping at all. I love you too.”
We stayed there naked in each other’s arms and drifted off to sleep. The next thing I remember was hearing someone knock on the door. “Come on you two, supper in fifteen minutes.”
I gently shook him and said, “Come on sweetheart, time to wake up now.”
He rolled over and poked me with his erection so I gently grasped it and gave it a quick tug pushing on his bladder in the process. His eyes flew open as he stared at me saying, “That’s not funny love.”
I got up and went to the toilet to empty my bladder. I was about to start my stream when I felt a hand slap me on my ass. I started pissing and said, “You like my ass don’t you?”
“Yes I do,” he said joining me at the toilet. “I was tempted to try to find your prostate with my finger while I was sucking you.”
“Ummm,” I said looking at him. “Why didn’t you and where did you learn about that?”
He giggled as we went back into the bedroom to get dressed for supper. He put on his underwear then said, “The internet. I’ve researched a lot about the male body and I love to read stories on Nifty.”
“I see,” I said as I slipped my boxers on then picked up my jeans. “What else have you found?”
He put his jeans and tee shirt on them wrapped his arms around me and said, “I want to feel you put your dick in me.”
“Oh baby,” I said looking into his eyes. “That is going to take some time and it is something that two lovers shouldn’t jump into lightly.”
“I know sweetheart,” he said kissing my cheek. A writer on Nifty put it best when he said that it is the ultimate act of giving between two lovers, especially when it is the first time for someone like me.”
“That writer is very wise,” I said.
We headed for the door when Stefan asked, “Ben, what would you say if I told you that I want to spend the rest of my days with you?”
I opened the door then stopped. “Baby, did you just say what I think you just said?”
He took my hand and led me down the stairs so we could eat supper. Rolf was setting a big bowl of pasta on the table and Stefan went into the kitchen and got the meatballs. “Come on baby,” he said. “Don’t just stand there, grab the sauce.”
I did like I was instructed and brought in a big bowl of tomato sauce. Rolf went into the cooker and took out what smelled like garlic bread. Stefan pulled out a chair for me and I sat down as he slid it in for me. We fixed our plates when Rolf asked, “So Ben, what do you think of my son?”
I knew that question was coming but I wasn’t quite prepared for it so quickly. I set my plate down then said, “He is certainly an amazing young man.”
Stefan swallowed a mouthful of pasta then said, “Dad, we love each other.”
Rolf looked at his son then back to me when I said, “He’s right sir, we do love each other.”
“Are you sure, Ben?” He asked taking in a mouthful of bread.
I looked at him and said, “I’ve had a few boyfriends in my life but nothing can compare to what I feel inside me for Stefan. Now that we’ve spent some time together today I don’t want to let him out of my sight. If I thought I could get away with bringing him to the B&B I would.”
“Really Ben?” Stefan asked surprisingly. “You’d want me to spend the night with you?”
“Yeah love,” I said. “When I woke up with you before that was the greatest feeling in the world and I don’t ever want that to stop.”
Rolf looked up and started to say, “Are you sure this is love and not.”
“Don’t even go there sir,” I said staring at him.
“Dad!” Stefan shouted. “That’s none of your business.”
He looked at us both then said, “I’m sorry son, Ben.”
“Can Ben stay here then?” Stefan asked.
“How much longer are you planning on staying in Sweden Ben?” Rolf asked and I took a bite of my bread.
“I want to look into that,” I said sipping my drink. “I want to be able to stay with Stefan forever if that’s possible.”
“You’re that serious about him?” He asked looking at me.
“Yes sir I am,” I said.
“Stefan turns sixteen in just over two months,” Rolf started saying. “I know when a foreigner marries a Swede they are given permanent residence status. That will allow you to stay here with him. What do you do for a living?”
“I’m a registered Nurse,” I said.
“Would you like to continue working?” He asked.
I swallowed my mouthful then said, “Yeah I would. I enjoy it but I guess I would need to learn the language first.”
“I can help teach you,” Stefan said with a mouthful of pasta.
“Don’t talk with your mouthful love,” I said not really thinking.
“Thank you Ben,” Rolf said. “He has a bad habit of doing that.”
We finished eating then cleared the table. Stefan and I rinsed off the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. I looked at him and asked, “Were you serious about me staying the night with you?”
Before he could answer he was in my arms with his legs wrapped around my waist. He kissed me and said, “Yes I was serious. In fact, I want you to give up your room at the B&B and move in.”
I pulled my lips back and said, “Move in?”
“Yeah,” Stefan said. “Dad worries when he’s at work and I’m home here by myself but with you here he’d feel much better.”
“And you’d be closer to your boyfriend,” Rolf said from inside the living room.
I smiled and Stefan giggled saying, “Well yeah, that too.”
I looked at him and said, “You better talk this over with your father first.”
“All right,” he said and I set him onto his feet.
I dried my hands while Stefan went in and talked with Rolf about me moving in with them. I heard a very loud “Thank you” and knew what the answer was.
I went into the living room then said, “I’ll need to go and pack a few things for tonight. Stefan, would you like to come along?”
No sooner than the words left my mouth and he was at my side with his hand in mine. Rolf looked up and asked, “Do you have your key son?”
We got into the car and headed over to the B&B. I went inside and we went upstairs to my room. We went into the closet and got a few things plus my personal things. I’d set the things on the bed when suddenly my little lover had his lips glued to mine and his hand was rubbing my crotch. I broke the kiss feeling his hard tool then said, “Easy tiger, I’d love to toss you on the bed and do all kinds of sweet things to you but I can’t here. Calm down so your dick can go down or someone might think something’s going on.”
“I don’t care what they think Ben,” Stefan said. “We’re boyfriends and I’m proud of that. If they say anything I’ll just tell them I’m old enough and to buzz off. I can have Dad take care of it too.”
I grabbed the clothes on the hangers and Stefan got my little ditty bag and we went back to Stefan’s house. On the way I looked at him and asked, “How can you have your Dad help here?”
“Simple,” he replied. “Dad is a lawyer and second we have his blessing.”
He explained the way things worked in this country and I must admit things seemed much simpler here than in the US. We got back to his place in about 15 minutes then went upstairs to put my things away. He opened his closet and there was half of it totally empty. I hung my things up then said, “You weren’t planning a little ahead were you?”
He gave me an impish grin and said, “Umm, could be.”
I plucked him up and he wrapped his legs around my waist so I carried him like that into the bathroom. He got down then showed me where I could put my things. After that was done Stefan stripped then turned on the shower. He just looked at me and I knew what he wanted. I took my things off and joined him under the warm water. Once in the shower Stefan started soaping my body spending extra time on his favorite parts. I did the same to him and when I washed his bum he pushed back like he wanted me to slip my finger into him. I looked at him and said, “Are you sure baby?”
“Yessssss,” he hissed. “Put your finger in me. I’ve done it myself so I’m used to it.”
I soaped my finger and gently slid it into his hole. He moaned and his dick went to full staff. I was only in to my first knuckle but he pushed back on it taking it all into his ass. I wiggled it around then found his magic button. I rubbed it and felt his shudder and saw his cock leaking copious amounts of precum. I kneeled down and started sucking him while rubbing his prostate. Within a few minutes he was firing his hot load of boy juice into my waiting mouth. I withdrew my finger and sucked his dick clean. I held onto him and said, “How was that baby?”
“God Ben,” he said kissing me full on the mouth and tasting his own juice. “That was even better then when you sucked me earlier.”
I turned him into the spray and pulled his foreskin back and rinsed his cum off it then ran my finger in his hole to get all the soap out. When I was done it was his turn to have some fun. I felt his finger rubbing my hole so I pushed down allowing him access to my hidden treasure. He slipped his finger in me then I relaxed and his finger seemed to get pulled in deeper. I showed him how to feel for my prostate and soon he was rubbing it like a pro. I lifted my leg over his arm then he took my leaking dick and began sucking on it as if it was his last meal. Between his ministrations on my prostate and his soft lips on my dick I was soon firing my load into his waiting mouth. When he slid his finger out of me I stood him up and kissed him passionately on the lips then said, “God my darling I love what you do to me.”
We got rinsed off and dry then went downstairs to watch some television. I sat on the sofa and had Stefan cuddled right beside me. He looked up at his father and said, “Dad, can you take care of things if someone should say something about Ben and me?”
“Sure son,” he said. “But why do you think they will?”
“Well,” he said slowly. “First thing is if I want to kiss Ben in public, I should be able to. Same thing for holding his hand but that isn’t really a problem.”
“That won’t be a problem son,” he started. “But you might want to be a little discrete too when you do kiss.”
“I know Dad but,” he said.
“Baby,” I said interrupting him. “I understand what your Dad is saying. I don’t mind kissing you outside but to walk down the street with your lips attached to me is a little much. Would you want to constantly see two people tongue fighting?”
“Good point,” Stefan said. “I’m sorry love. I just like kissing you.”
“I do too sweetheart,” I said. “But let’s just take it a little slower out in public.”
He leaned up and kissed me then cuddled close as we watched the movie. About eleven Stefan had nodded off so I got him up and we went to bed. After doing our nightly business we again got comfortable under the quilt and he took my hand a brought it in between his legs. I looked at him and he whispered to me saying, “Finger my hole love. I want you to start getting me ready so you can make love to me.”
I went into the bathroom and get my tube of lube then rubbed a little on his hole. I slowly rubbed it on his pucker then slipped my finger inside. He moaned as I started fingering him then I gently slipped in a second. He gasped at the intrusion but then softly started to purr as he became used to it. I looked over at him and he was jacking himself. I saw his balls draw up tight so I leaned down and started sucking him. I took his load into my mouth and then lied there for another few minutes with my fingers inside his hole. I removed them then went into the bathroom to get a towel so I could clean him. Once that was done we cuddled close and drifted off to sleep.
The weekend went by quickly for us and I was amazed at how much this kid has taken over my heart. When Stefan had asked me to be his life partner I was blown away by how quickly he brought this subject up and I hadn’t given him an answer. Wednesday we were in Växjö when it dawned on me what I had failed to do. I looked down at him and said, “Hey baby, do you remember what you asked me on Saturday?”
I really took him off guard with the question and he had to think about it for several minutes. I could see the gears turning in his head but I could also tell he was drawing a blank. He was getting upset with himself because he couldn’t remember and he started crying. He looked up at me and said, “Damn it. I’m sorry love but I don’t remember.”
I smiled at him and said, “Its ok love. I was referring to the one when you asked me what I would say if you said you wanted to spend the rest of your days with me.”
He stopped in front of me and looked at me asking, “Well baby, what would you say?”
I kissed him gently and said, “Stefan my darling, I would love to spend the rest of my days with you.”
He jumped right into my arms there in the middle of the sidewalk. It’s a good thing no one was there at that time but at that point in time I could have really cared less. Stefan’s birthday was just 9 weeks to the day away and we decided that it would be fitting to have a civil ceremony that day. That night we talked with his father about it and he said he would make all the arrangements.
On July 25th at 1030 in the morning Stefan and I were officially partners. I gave him a gold and diamond band to wear on his finger and he did likewise for me. ‘Dad’ as he now wanted me to call him made arrangements for Stefan and me to spend a week in Amsterdam for a honeymoon. I had to admit that I was taken back with his kindness and was even excited about the trip.
We caught the train and when we arrived we had a car waiting to take us to the hotel. We walked into the hotel holding hands and I handed the clerk our reservation information. When he pulled the information up on the computer he saw what room had been reserved. He smiled at us and said, “Congratulations. There is something special waiting for you in your suite gentlemen. Enjoy your stay.”
A young bellman took our suitcase and garment bag and we followed him to our room. The desk clerk was right it was a suite and it was fabulous. On the bed were a dozen roses and there was a bottle of fine champagne chilling on ice beside it. I tipped the bellman then carried Stefan over to the bed and kissed him passionately. I sat down and continued to hold him as we continued to kiss. I didn’t want to spend all day in bed making love to Stefan because he was a virgin. I broke the kiss and said, “How about we check the room out then go out and enjoy the city?”
He gave me a sexy grin and said, “How about I check you out and enjoy your body?”
I kissed him on the nose and said, “There will be plenty of time for that baby and remember you’re a virgin and I will not hurt you my dear. I can’t do it to you over and over just yet baby but with time I will. I can however let you have me now if you want?”
“I know sweets,” he said hugging me.
We put our clothes away and went into the bathroom and on the counter was a small tube of lube and a note that read, “Use this and enjoy. Love, Dad.”
We read the note and both turned red. “I’m going to kill your father,” I said looking at Stefan.
“Not if I get him first,” he said laughing still red.
We took the lube and put in the bed stand then I noticed a card on the pillows. Stefan opened the card and inside was a credit card and a note. “Have a great week and I will see you when you get home, Love Dad.”
Stefan started crying and I went around to see what it was. I read the note and saw that card then knew what it was. I kissed his cheek then wiped his face. We went out and enjoyed the warm sunny day and by five, we were both ready to head back to the hotel. We returned to our suite and I noticed the ice on the champagne was melted so I called room service. They brought another bucket of ice and changed it out with the old one. Since we had the drinks here, we decided to order in and enjoy the evening. We looked at the room service menu then I called down and placed the order.
I was hot and wanted to shave before making love to my Stefan so I got up and headed to the shower. I noticed hanging on the back of the bathroom door were two white terrycloth bathrobes. I thought that that would be good enough to wear considering the size of it. I turned the water on and very quickly my little lover was standing tall beside me. I quickly stripped and stepped inside under the warm spraying water. I tried to reach over for the shampoo but felt a soft hand on my dick. I looked down at him and said, “I know you want to do something now baby but let’s save everything for after dinner. I want this to be such a special evening and one you’re not soon going to forget.”
“Alright baby,” he said kissing me softly. “I can’t wait to feel you deep inside me. I’ve been stretching myself too just for this occasion.”
We washed each other with minimum stimulation but we both had stiffies the entire time. After we were thoroughly cleaned we dried off and put on the robes. I went to reach for one and it was definitely too small for me and I had my ideas on who told them Stefan’s size. I opened it and he put his arms into the sleeves and tied the belt and he looked so perfect in that robe. I donned mine then we went back out into the sitting area and watched TV until dinner arrived.
We had been sitting there for about fifteen minutes when there was a knock on the door. I looked at Stefan to make sure his robe was closed then I got up and answered it. A young bellman came inside and said, “Good evening gentlemen, dinner is served.”
He brought the food over to the dinner table and set everything out for us then had me sign the check. He wheeled the cart over against the wall and told us to set it in the hall when we were through then left.
I set the champagne glasses on the table then opened the bottle. It was the perfect size so we could each get two glasses. We had one with dinner and there was one for after our lovemaking. Our dinner of fine lobster and baked potatoes was done to perfection and we took special enjoyment of feeding each other. We talked lightly as we ate and drank our wine. When dinner was done and the cart in the hall, I carried my husband over to bed and removed his robe. I put the do not disturb sign out and locked the door then turned the bedside lamp on low. I crawled into bed and snuggled close to my husband.
No sooner had I pulled the covers over me Stefan was in my arms and our lips were locked tight and our tongues searching each other’s mouths. Stefan’s hands were caressing my body and I could feel my dick was already hard from his soft touches. I rolled him onto his back then pushed the covers down and began to kiss and caress his body. I licked and nibbled each ear then ran my tongue over his neck causing him to moan in pleasure. While I was doing this, my hand was caressing his baby soft skin. I worked my way down to his nipples and licked and caressed each one bringing them to pointed nubs. I slid my hand down to his dick and felt him leaking. I eased the foreskin back and rubbed his precum over the head and again he moaned and sucked wind. I run my tongue down to his hard tool and gently started to suck him cleaning the precum off of it. I then licked and sucked each of his balls as my finger roamed in between the cheeks of his soft ass.
As soon as he felt my finger touch his hole, Stefan lifted his legs so I had easier access to his most private of places. I ran my tongue down his perineum and grazed his pink rosebud. As soon as I touched his hold he said, “Umm Ben that feels so good.”
I licked and tongued his hole until I could slide it into his warm moist chute. I tongue fucked him for several minutes until he was super wet and loose. I took my index finger and rubbed it over the hole then gently slid it inside. I began to work it in and out then reached for the lube. I withdrew my finger then put an ample amount on his hole and began to work it around. I slid my finger back inside his now loose hole then gently added a second. He was right when he said he was working on his hole as he didn’t budge when my fingers slid inside. I looked at my lover and said, “I’m going to add one more finger now baby. Are you ready?”
“Yes my love,” he said softly. “I want to feel you inside me so badly. Please do it baby.”
I added a third finger and gently started working it in when he gasped a little so I just stopped and let him get used to the feelings. I looked at him and said, “Let me know when you’re ready love.”
After a few minutes he said, “OK love, go ahead.”
I began to push in deeper and stretch his hole so I could enter him without doing any damage. Once I was sure he was adequately stretched I said, “Roll over baby I want to lube you a little more.”
He looked at me and said, “I want to see you when you love me darling.”
I knew this wasn’t the best position for a virgin but I wasn’t going to deny him his wish either. I got up on my knees then I felt Stefan’s hand start to rub my dick and he had lube on it. I let him lube me then I got behind him. I lifted his legs onto my shoulders then aimed my dick at his virgin opening. I moved closer then said, “When you feel me touch you I want you to bear down like you’re taking a big dump.”
I pushed his legs back then set a pillow under his hips then brought my dick into contact with his pucker. He pushed out and as I felt him open for me I began to slide in. I gently slid the head in then heard him gasp as it completely entered him. I started to pull out when he said, “No, no baby don’t, just give me a minute.”
I’ll give him a year if that's what it took but after about five minutes he nodded his head and I asked him, “Are you sure love?”
He nodded his head again so I began to gently go in deeper an inch at a time. After a few minutes I was able to start slowly working myself in and out going a little deeper with each stroke. In about five minutes Stefan was taking all 6 inches of my tool. I leaned down and gently kissed him then he said, “Make love to me now Ben. Make love to me.”
I began slowly pulling out and then going back in. I started going upwards so I could hit his prostate with each stroke I gave him. I felt his breathing start to pick up and I could see his balls start to pull closer to his body. I knew with in a few minutes he would blow his load of boy juice so I picked the pace up myself.
I started feeling my balls start to churn telling me I was going to give my baby all the love I had in my body. I started going faster and faster then I said, “Oh baby, I can’t hold it my love. Its cumming my lover, I’m going to give you all my love. UNGH! Sweets, I’m gonna cum love. Gonna cum NOW!”
As soon as my first round went into him he moaned and said, “Ben, I’m cumming too.”
He shot four huge loads all over his chest and stomach and I continued to unload in his love chute. I finally stopped shooting then collapsed on my husband. He wrapped his arms around me as I said, “I love you so very much Stefan.”
He picked his head up and kissed me passionately then said, “Ben that was wonderful. I never knew love could feel this good. I am glad now we waited until this night. I love you Ben.”
We lied there together for about fifteen minutes then I needed to use the toilet. I rolled over with my dick still in my husband then carried him into the bathroom. Just as I was about to lift him up, I slipped out of his hole. I had him sit on the toilet and expel the load I injected into his chute then he stood so I could pee. I got a washcloth and wet it with warm water so I could clean his rectum. He bent over and I carefully looked at him to see if there was any damage I caused when I penetrated him. His hole was a little red but that was all. All the work we did before this night paid off and I could tell Stefan enjoyed me making love to him. I cleaned my dick off then I rinsed the rag out and hung it on the rack. After drying our bodies, I carried my husband back to bed where we slept soundly until morning.
I’m not sure what time it was when I felt a soft warm hand on my tool and little butterfly kisses on my lips but when I opened my eyes I was staring at my smiling husband. “Morning sexy,” he said kissing my nose this time.
I returned his kiss then said, “I hope you can keep a tight grip on that baby because I gotta pee.”
I rolled out of bed and headed right for the toilet and guess who was at my side? I quickly emptied my bladder and Stefan was still standing there. I reached down and aimed his dick at the bowl then he emptied his bladder. As we returned to the bedroom I looked at the clock and it read 6:30am so I kept heading back for the bed. I crawled under the covers then had my little man attached to my side. He started kissing me again then whispered, “Make love to me again baby.”
It had been less than eight hours when I last did so I really didn’t want to risk injuring him so I said, “How about you make love to me?”
He rolled on top me and started kissing me so hard I had to slow him down a little. I started caressing his back and butt as he passionately kissed me and ground his dick into my groin. He then rolled off me and started doing all the things I did to him before. I loved Stefan and teaching him the ins and outs of lovemaking was going to take time so I just went with the flow and soon I was feeling his finger probing my back door. I lifted my legs so he could have easier access to it then I felt his tongue lick me. I sucked air as I felt the wonderful feelings go through my body. I was enjoying the sensations when I felt his finger back at my hole. I reached over and handed him the lube and he quickly had two fingers in my hole. It’s a good thing I am somewhat stretched back there or it would have hurt a little. I looked up at him and said, “Easy love, slow down some.”
He got onto his knees and I could see his dick was really leaking big time so I took the lube and greased his joystick. I held my legs up and he aimed his dick and slowly started to push inward. I bore down and he slid all the way inside me. I leaned up and kissed him then said, “OK baby, make love to me now.”
He immediately went to long stroking me and rubbing my prostate with every one. He had been fast in getting his tool in me but I was really hot with his actions. I looked at my dick and I was leaking loads and my balls were starting to go to work also. I looked at Stefan and I could tell my young lover wasn’t going to last much longer. I was thinking of jacking myself when my balls drew up as he adjusted his position in me and really hit my prostate. I moaned saying, “Oh gawd baby, keep it up. You’re going to make me cum darling.”
My hole contracted and that was all it took for Stefan. I heard him grunt then slam deep into my ass. I felt his first volley coat my insides and I in turn released everything I had. I fired six ropes over my chin, chest and stomach while Stefan continued to fill me up with his love juice. I could see he was exhausted so I reached up for him and guided him onto me. We lied there for about ten minutes then I started feeling my cum in between us get sticky. I held onto my baby and carried him into the bathroom and started the shower. When it was warm we stepped in and cleaned ourselves then I gave my husband a proper washing. He returned the favor and we even dried each other before dressing and going to breakfast.
Our time in Amsterdam was wonderful and it was a honeymoon to remember. All too soon it was over and we were back in Sweden going back to our regular lives. The summer passed quickly and I was learning the Swedish language as Stefan was a good and patient teacher. During the day when he was in school I worked on getting my credentials sent over from the US and Rolf also took me for my Permanent Residence card.
One afternoon while reading a story online, the phone rang and it was Stefan’s teacher telling me he was not feeling well and maybe he should see the doctor. At first they thought I was his father until I explained that I was Stefan’s legal partner. I drove to the school in Lessebo and saw him laying down with his eyes closed. I sat beside him and said, “What’s wrong love?”
He tried to look at me but I could see right away that the light hurt his eyes. I leaned down and kissed his cheek when he said, “My head hurts really bad baby. I feel sick on my stomach too.”
I took him over to the clinic and explained the situation and they got us into see a doctor without much waiting. He just sat on my lap with his head against my chest and kept his eyes closed. When he was called, I picked him up and carried him to the exam room. The doctor came in and I had to again explain who I was but that didn’t seem to be a problem for him. I also told him I was a nurse and that made things easier also. He examined Stefan and really couldn’t find much of anything wrong with him. I told the doctor about our summer and how we had just gotten married so I think he attributed his migraine to stress. He gave Stefan and injection and sent a prescription over to the pharmacy. I thanked him and carried Stefan out to the car. I picked up his medication then took my baby home and put him to bed. I stayed with him until I was sure he was sleeping soundly then I went downstairs to call Rolf.
I explained everything that transpired and he said he would be home in about an hour. It was now half past three and I went to check on Stefan to see how he was doing. I opened the door a little bit and saw he was still sleeping quite soundly. I fixed a cup of coffee then watched television until Rolf arrived. I was about to start fixing dinner when Rolf came in and we sat and talked over coffee. He looked at me and said, “How do you want to treat this Ben?”
I knew that teenagers sometimes got severe headaches and things had been very hectic for us over the past month. I looked at Rolf and said, “I’m inclined to treat this as a one time incident and see how long it takes for it to resolve. I don’t know what the doctor gave him in that injection but it has totally knocked him out. I have his medication here and it is somewhere in between mild and moderate for pain relief. “Does Stefan have a regular doctor?” I asked.
Rolf sipped his coffee then said, “His doctor retired last year and Stefan hasn’t had any illness so I never found another one for him.”
We talked while I fixed dinner and learned that my baby never had any serious illnesses or injuries. I was about to pour another cup of coffee when I heard Stefan start to cry. I hurried upstairs and he was holding his head rocking. I scooped him into my arms and tried to calm him so we could talk. Stefan cried saying over and over, “Make it stop Ben, please make it stop hurting.”
I know something here wasn’t right. Rolf was standing in the doorway and I said, “He needs a doctor and like right now.”
Rolf nodded his head and said, “Come on, we’re going to Växjö.”
I picked my baby up and carried him downstairs then outside to the car. Rolf drove us the 45Km faster than I thought possible and in about twenty minutes we were at the hospital. I carried my husband in and got him registered and then had to wait. After about thirty minutes he started screaming at the top of his lungs because he was in so much pain. A doctor came out to see what was going on and I filled him in on the day’s events. We got him into a treatment room and I started undressing Stefan and a nurse started to help. I was about to remove his trousers when he said, “No love please. Not with a woman around.”
She smiled and nodded then I finished my task and got him covered. She returned and started an IV and without thinking I automatically started helping. I looked at her and said, “Force of habit, I’m a Registered Nurse.”
They were short staffed as it was so I stayed there and helped look after Stefan. A few minutes later the same nurse returned and gave him something in his IV and he drifted off to sleep. The doctor returned a short time later and said, “I would like to take some X-rays of his head to see what is going on.”
I nodded in agreement saying, “I’m not sure what is going on but I know it’s not normal for an otherwise healthy teenager.”
We waited for another thirty minutes or so then someone came and took Stefan for his X-rays. It took about twenty minutes for all the pictures to be taken then my baby was brought back in. It was so hard seeing him like this that my ability to stay objective and professional was beginning to slip away. The doctor came back in with the X-rays and put them on the viewer. As soon as he turned the lights on I saw something that I just knew wasn’t supposed to be there. The doctor looked at the films and said, “I want to transfer him to a better facility than what we have here.”
“Alright Doctor,” I said. “Where do we go from here?”
He turned around and looked at us saying, “I’m going to have him transferred by ambulance to Lund.”
Rolf nodded his head and said, “That’s about two hours from here Ben. There is a hotel near the hospital so you can stay close to him.”
“Stay close to him?” I said looking at Rolf and the doctor. “They will have to do better than that because I’m not leaving his side until I know what is going on.”
The doctor looked at me and said, “Don’t worry; I’ll make all the arrangements. I will have the paramedics be able to give him morphine as he needs it so he can remain comfortable during the trip.”
I nodded my head then went over to my sleeping baby and started to cry. For the life of me I just couldn’t figure out why he had to be going through this right now. He didn’t deserve this. I kissed him gently and said, “Oh my love, how I wish I could trade places with you right now. I will stay with you when you get to the new hospital until you’re well enough to come home.”
The ambulance arrived and loaded Stefan into the back. I knew I couldn’t ride with him and that made the journey to Lund seem even longer. When they arrived, the crew took Stefan into the emergency room and was again at his side. The doctor there had been briefed on Stefan’s condition and he had the films they took in Växjö. He looked at the x-rays and said, “I would like to do a CT scan on the young man.”
I was irritated at how he referred to Stefan. I looked at him and said, “His name is Stefan and he’s my husband.”
“I’m sorry sir,” the doctor said. “I didn’t know his name.”
I relaxed and apologized. Stefan was taken right to CT and I didn’t have long to wait before they were back with the films. When the doctor came back, there were several others that came with him and they all were looking at Stefan’s scan. I’d been in medicine long enough to know that this wasn’t good. I looked at the films and just knew something was terribly wrong with my young lover. I finally had had enough silence and said, “Will someone please tell me what is going on?”
The doctor looked at the admission form and found my name then said, “Mr. Mitchell, your husband has a fast growing and inoperable tumor.”
I grabbed for Rolf and held onto him as I totally broke down. “OH GOD NO!!!!” I cried. “NO, NOT MY BABY!!! NOT MY STEFAN!”
I went over to the gurney where he was sleeping and just held him and cried. I guess my screams were louder than I thought because I felt his hand rub my hair as he said, “It’s going to be all right baby.”
I looked into his eyes and kissed him saying, “I can’t lose you dear. You’re my life and my being. I love you with everything I have.”
“I love you too sweetheart,” he said. “We will get through this.”
I didn’t know how we would but I kissed him and said, “Yeah babe, we will.”
They took him upstairs and I stayed by his side while they tried to treat him and get pain medication that would keep him comfortable. Over the next several weeks they found a medication that could allow him to be relatively pain free and be awake and functional.
It was funny even with all he was going through Stefan was horny. One morning he looked at me and said with his impish grin, “Baby, I have a problem.”
He lifted the covers and his gown and there standing proud was his stiffy. The one thing about a private room here was just that, it was private. I slid over to him and started to caress his tool and slowly jack him off. I looked at him and said, “If this causes your head to hurt sweets, please tell me and I’ll stop.”
He smiled at me and nodded his head so I went back to my ministrations. After a few minutes he started to breather heavier and I stood up and started to suck him. I caressed his balls the rubbed his hole and soon his was releasing his juice into my waiting mouth. I looked at him to see how he was and he was lying there with a huge grin on his face. I leaned over to him and gently kissed him when he said, “Oh thank you baby. I’ve needed to do that for a week.”
The doctors came in and we made a decision that Stefan could come home to be near his friends and family. They inserted a central line into his neck so that he could receive his medication without the need for the constant poking of having to change his IV site every seven to ten days.
We hired an ambulance to bring Stefan home and I helped him up to our room and into bed. I made a makeshift IV pole and the hospital had given me enough supplies until a nurse could come out and restock us. I had his medication and I was instructed on how to administer it. Even thought they knew I was a nurse, it still had to be done.
Stefan had good days and some bad but on his good ones it seemed his hormones were at an all time high. Through trial and error we found a way where I could make love to him with his tubes and not risk them being damaged. He even found a way to return the favor and it made our time together that much more special.
As the holiday season rolled around, Stefan’s headaches were appearing to get worse and with the doctor’s consent, I started giving him stronger doses of his medication. Rolf and I had been informed that soon the tumor would cause Stefan to just not wake up and it would be over for him. No one knew or could tell when this would happen.
Stefan managed to rally and he got his strength back and I thought we might celebrate our first anniversary together but sadly, that was not to be. Six weeks before our anniversary, Stefan fell asleep but never woke up.
Once again I became a basket case and it took Rolf to help me keep it together so I could plan his funeral. I couldn’t believe the number of people that turned out for it. Everyone there saw that their friend had lived such a short life but they were all happy that he did manage to truly find love and happiness.
Once everything had been done I had a decision to make regarding what I was going to do. I had the opportunity to remain in Sweden because I had a job that I could go back to plus I had family here now. I tried returning to work but it seemed that there were just too many painful memories of Stefan’s and our life together that I just couldn’t get past.
On our anniversary I told Rolf that I had decided to return to the US and try to let things calm down and see if I could move past Stefan’s death. I looked at him and said, “Dad, I’ll never ever forget Stefan. He was the best thing that has and probably ever will happen to me. I need some time to try to put things back into perspective then maybe I can move on. I just feel I can’t do that here right now. I hope you’re not angry at me?”
He came over and hugged me saying, “No son, I’m not and I know Stefan isn’t either. He wouldn’t want you grieving like this.”
The following week I went to a travel agent and booked a flight back to Florida with the return date open. Maybe one day I could return to Sweden and pick my life back up but right now I just needed time to get over my little man from the pool.