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Speed Trip in Germany
by Melissa (sweetlissy2001@yahoo.co.uk)
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Two pretty English musicians over in Germany take some
pills and go for a walk. They get high and discover
they fancy each other even though they are both boys.
(MM, drugs, exh, rom)
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Hi, my name is Bobby, I am nineteen years old, a
musician from London. I am slim, with long dark brown
hair and brown eyes. I play bass in a small band called
the Black Flyers, based in Richmond, near London. We
all have fairly long hair, mine is the longest, down
almost to my waist. Everybody says I look like a girl.
Timmy, our keyboard player, has beautiful long blonde
wavy hair, he's only eighteen and very pretty, he looks
even more like a girl than I do.
Last summer we found ourselves touring in Germany. It
was my first time over there. It was hard work, we
played three sets a night, alternating with a German
band - we did an hour then they did an hour.
The guitar player in the German band had given me some
speed. Everybody was taking some kind of pills to stay
up.
One day when we had a day off, I suggested to Timmy
that we take a couple of black bombers and go out for a
walk. There was a huge forest behind the hotel in
Bielefeld. Timmy and me walked around the back of the
hotel and found a path leading into the woods. It was a
pleasant sunny day and we went deep into the woods.
Eventually we came to a big river. There was a steep
incline leading down to the river, then a flat stretch
of grass dotted with bushes and trees. We flopped down
on the riverbank together, between two big bushes.
There was nobody about. After a while I felt the speed
starting to work, I started to feel really good, a sort
of tingly sexy feeling all through my body.
"Wow, Timmy, I feel great," I said, "how about you, can
you feel the pills working?"
"I feel fantastic," he replied, "it's really strong
stuff, isn't it?"
"Oh, yeah," I said, "I can really feel it now."
We sat and looked out over the water and talked
enthusiastically about music and various things, both
as high as kites. It was a lovely feeling. Timmy was
telling me about a girl he had met a few weeks ago in
Hamburg. He was being very open and candid, because he
was so high on the speed.
"I love kissing Renate," he said, "she has the sexiest
mouth. We kiss for hours."
I looked at his girlish face with his long blonde wavy
hair tumbling down, and his pretty blue eyes. He had a
soft pouty mouth like a girl. I imagined him kissing
her, their pretty lips touching sweetly, like two
girls.
"I love kissing too," I confided, "I love soft, gentle
kisses."
I started to feel all tingly and sexy. I was losing all
my inhibitions, I didn't feel shy anymore. I unbuttoned
my shirt and opened up the front. I started to stroke
my bare chest, lightly caressing my smooth skin. I
slipped my hand inside my shirt and ran my fingertips
over my nipples. I was feeling unbelievably randy from
the speed.
"This stuff makes you feel very sexy," I said as I
stroked myself, "my skin feels so sensitive, does
yours?"
"Yes, I know," Timmy said. I watched, excited, as he
unbuttoned his shirt and slipped his hand inside. The
front of his shirt fell open and I could see his smooth
hairless chest.
"Ooh, it's nice, isn't it?" he said, stroking his chest
gently. Timmy was normally quite shy, but the speed was
making him lose his inhibitions too. He pulled his
shirt wide open and revealed his beautiful smooth boy's
chest. He started running his fingers all over his
front, touching his nipples and sighing softly.
I was feeling bold too. Throwing caution to the wind I
slipped my shirt completely off and dropped it on the
grass. It was so nice to feel the fresh air on my bare
skin, I shivered with pleasure. I ran my hands gently
all over my slender little naked chest, feeling my
smooth skin, touching my nipples lightly. What a
thrill. I tossed my head and my long hair fell all
around my bare shoulders, tickling my bare skin
delightfully. I felt all girly. I looked at Timmy.
"Ooh, that feels great," I said.
"Bobby, you're as skinny as me," said Timmy, looking at
my slender little body, "you look nice. I love your
hair, it's so long, it's very pretty." He traced his
fingertips lightly over his naked chest and gave me a
curious look.
"I love these pills, they make me feel like doing
something outrageous," he said.
I watched as he sat up, slipped his shirt off and put
it on the grass next to mine. His body was beautiful,
so slender and smooth with hardly any muscles, like a
young boy's.
"Oh, that feels lovely," he said, as he touched his
naked chest gently, feeling himself. I knew he must be
feeling the same sexy tingling as I was.
"I think you have beautiful hair," I said, "I love
blonde wavy hair, I'm jealous."
He shook his head and his gorgeous long hair fell down
around his skinny shoulders and upper arms. He looked
so pretty and feminine.
"I feel like doing something outrageous too," I said.
"I feel so sexy, it must be the speed."
I looked around me. We were surrounded by bushes and
there was a high bank behind us. There was nobody
around.
"I feel like taking all my clothes off," I said.
I got up and undid my belt, unzipped my jeans and
slipped them down slowly. I felt a sudden sexy rush as
the fresh air hit my naked thighs and cock. It was a
great feeling.
Timmy looked at me with his mouth open. He was staring
at my cock.
"What if somebody comes?" he said.
"Nobody's gonna come," I said, "if they do I'll jump in
the river and swim."
I took my shoes and socks off, then took my jeans all
the way off and laid them on the grass. I went and sat
down next to Timmy, completely nude.
Timmy looked at me in wonderment. His eyes roamed up
and down my body.
"Wow, Bobby," he gasped, "you're all naked."
It was an exhilarating sensation to be high on speed
and have nothing on at all, and to feel the cool air on
my bare skin. I was tingling all over. I noticed that
my cock had shrunk, it was now only about two and a
half inches long. It looked small and cute, like a ten-
year-old boy's. My legs were smooth and hairless like a
girl's. I began stroking my thighs, right in front of
Timmy, slowly and gently caressing the soft skin. It
was such a thrill to be naked with him watching me. I
touched my cock and shivers ran through me. I played
with it, holding it lightly between my fingers and
delicately stroking it. It felt incredible.
"You have a beautiful body," Timmy said as he watched
me play with myself, "I never saw you with nothing on
before."
"Look, the speed made my cock shrink," I said to Timmy,
showing it to him. I felt a strange sexy thrill,
letting another boy look at my cock. "it's like a
little boy's."
"I know, it does that," he said, "it's embarrassing.
Mine does the same."
He moved his hand to his crotch and felt his cock
through his pants.
"It feels tiny," he said.
"Let's have a look," I said, "you've seen mine."
"There's nothing much to see," he replied, "here goes."
I watched enthralled as he unzipped his pants and
slipped them down over his hips. He wasn't wearing
underpants and I saw first the little patch of light
brown pubic hair and then his cock. It had shrunk from
the speed, but it looked a tiny bit bigger than mine.
His balls were just a tight little sack underneath. I
had never seen his cock before, he had a foreskin, just
like me. It looked so cute nestling between the top of
his thighs.
"Yours is bigger," I said, staring at his cock.
"Yours is cuter," he said, looking at my little penis.
He stroked his cock lightly with his fingertips.
"Ooh," he said, "I got chills all over me, it feels
fantastic."
I watched him as he played with his cock, his pants
pulled halfway down, exposing his smooth creamy thighs.
"It's great to be naked," I said, "Take the rest of
your clothes off, it's a gorgeous feeling."
I watched Timmy as he took off his shoes and socks. He
slid his blue satin pants down his slender hairless
legs, taking them off completely. He sat next to me
with nothing on at all. He looked lovely naked. He had
masses of thick blonde wavy hair, and such a girlish
body, small waist, curvy hips and long smooth shapely
legs.
"You don't have any hair on your legs," I said, "I
don't either."
"No, I never grew much hair anywhere," he said, running
his hands over his legs.
"Doesn't it feel good to be totally naked," I said, "I
love having nothing on."
Timmy laid back on the grass and stretched his arms
over his head, showing his hairless underarms. My eyes
ran over his lovely smooth body, and his little cock.
"Oooh, yes," he said, "it feels incredible having no
clothes on, out in the open. I feel all tingly all over
my body."
He rolled over on to his tummy. "Ooh, the grass feels
so sexy on my bare skin." he said. He moved his body,
rubbing it gently on the grass. "Oh, Bobby, it feels
great."
"Did you ever take speed with Renate?" I asked.
"She's the one who gave it to me in the first place,"
he replied, "we both took some in Hamburg after the
show last week."
Timmy turned on his side and faced at me, resting on
one elbow. He was such a pretty boy. He looked so
angelic.
"She loves speed," he confided, "she gets sex-mad when
she takes it. We were up all night that night, we got
up to all sorts of kinky stuff."
I was very curious. I turned and faced him too. We were
quite close together now. It was weird laying naked on
the grass with another boy, but strangely exciting and
sexy. We were both so high on the speed we didn't care.
"Ooh, tell me," I said, thrilled. I was getting off
talking about sex.
"We kissed for ages," he said, "she kisses
fantastically, really soft and wet, with her mouth
open. I love kissing like that too and we just sat
there touching our lips together and touching tongues,
really lightly, like this." Timmy demonstrated by
moving his face closer to mine, opening his pretty
mouth and sticking the tip of his tongue out. God, he
looked so sexy when he did that, I could have kissed
him.
"That's sexy," I said, "I love soft, gentle kissing
too, I don't like rough sex." I stroked my bare chest
lightly. I was getting so horny listening to him.
"You're such a sweet gentle boy," said Timmy, "I think
Renate would love you. She says she loves gentle boys."
"She sounds dreamy. What does she look like?" I asked
him.
"She is very slim, with long straight brown hair, and
gorgeous legs," he replied. "She is very pretty, she's
got small tits but I love little ones. I think they are
much sexier than big ones."
"Oh, yes, so do I," I agreed, "sexy little mounds, oh,
they drive me crazy," I enthused.
"Your hair is just like hers," he said, "long and
straight. Beautiful. I love straight hair." Taking me
by surprise, he reached over and ran his fingers
through my hair. I felt shivers go through my body.
"Your hair's really nice," he said. His fingers touched
my bare arm as he played with my hair. I felt a
strange sexy thrill when he touched me.
"Tell me some more about you and Renate," I said.
"You're making me get all excited."
I stroked my thighs and cock gently as I listened,
feeling the lovely sexy shivers when I touched myself.
"Well, after we kissed for about two hours, she said
she was hot; then she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled
the front open. She looked so sexy with her little
nipples all exposed. She wanted me to play with her
tits. I felt them and kissed them all over. They felt
so lovely. Ohh." Timmy was breathing a little harder
thinking about Renate.
"Oh, Timmy, did you kiss her nipples," I asked, looking
at his soft girly mouth.
"I kissed them and licked them really softly," he said,
"she has cute little brown nipples and they were
sticking out, hard. I made them all wet. She went nuts
when I did that."
"You have a lovely mouth, no wonder she liked it," I
said.
"Do I really?" he asked innocently. He put his finger
to his lips, his eyes wide.
"You've got a girl's mouth," I said.
"You think so? Renate says I kiss like a girl," he said
coyly, looking down at the grass. He looked so cute and
feminine. "She says that's why she likes me."
I looked at Timmy's pretty mouth and I wondered what it
would be like to kiss him. He did look like a girl. The
speed was giving me crazy wild thoughts. I suddenly
wondered if Renate liked girls.
"Does she like girls?" I asked, getting aroused at the
thought.
"I don't know, I think maybe she does," he answered. "I
love the thought of her with another girl," he added,
"that would be so sexy."
"Yes," I said, "think of Renate kissing another pretty
girl on the mouth."
I caressed my body lightly, thinking of Renate,
stroking my chest and tummy, then moving down and
running my fingers all over my thighs. It was such a
delicious sexy feeling. I began to play with my little
soft cock, gently slipping my foreskin back and forth.
Timmy watched me, fascinated, as I played with myself.
I was getting more and more aroused.
"Imagine Renate and another girl undressing each other
and kissing and playing with each other's tits," I
said.
"Bobby, you're making me feel very horny," he said. He
was caressing his naked body all over, touching his
smooth lovely chest and nipples, stroking the insides
of his thighs, and playing with his cute little soft
cock. He moaned quietly.
"Ooh, Bobby, it feels so sexy when I play with my
cock," he said excitedly. "I would have a raging hard
on by now, but the speed makes it difficult," he added.
"I know," I said, squeezing my little soft cock gently.
"Think of something that will make us get hard," said
Timmy.
"What else did you do with Renate?" I asked.
"We played some sexy games," he said, "she likes to
flash. She made me take everything off and sit on the
bed, naked. and then she went and sat opposite me in
the chair. She had her blouse undone with her tits
showing, and she was wearing a really short skirt and
black stockings and suspenders. I could see her
stocking-tops, it was so sexy. She has such fantastic
legs. She pulled her skirt slowly up to the top of her
legs and showed me the lovely naked bit above her
stockings."
"Oooh," I sighed, fondling my penis. "I love that,
black stockings are so sexy."
"She slowly let her legs fall open. She wasn't wearing
any panties. I could see her cunt. Bobby, it was so
pretty, the lips were pink and wet, and she has just a
little patch of dark brown pubic hair." Timmy sighed.
He was stroking his little cock harder now.
"She opened her legs wide so I could see, then she
started touching her cunt, running her fingers up and
down the wet lips, then slipping one finger between
them, pushing it up inside her and sliding it in and
out. Her cunt was really wet. I've never seen anything
quite so sexy."
"God, I'd love to watch that," I said. "A pretty girl
with her legs wide open fingering herself. Ohh." I felt
tingles in my cock.
"I went over to her and knelt between her legs," said
Timmy, "She wanted me to kiss her stocking-tops. She
played with my hair and stroked my back while I kissed
the insides of her thighs. I slipped my hand up between
her legs and played with her cunt. She was so wet. I
slipped my finger up her cunt, right up between the
beautiful soft wet lips. I kept sliding it in and out
slowly for ages while she watched. She loves to watch."
Timmy's graphic detail was getting me unbelievably
aroused.
"Did Renate play with your cock?" I asked him.
"Yes, she's lovely, she's so gentle," he replied,
sighing softly. "She took her skirt and blouse off and
we went and laid on the bed together. She played with
my cock for hours while I fingered her."
"You have a nice cock," I said, "it's cute."
He gave me a strange look.
"Renate told me her fantasy," he confided, "she wants
to watch me kissing another guy."
"Have you ever done it?" I asked.
"Once a guy came up to me in the club in Hamburg," he
told me, "he grabbed me and kissed me on the lips. He
was big and muscular with a crew cut. He stuck his
tongue in my mouth. It was horrible."
"He thought you were a girl," I ventured.
"I guess so," Timmy said.
"I never kissed a guy either," I said, "most of them
are hairy and ugly."
"You're not hairy or ugly," he said, looking at me
intently. I felt a weird thrill.
"Neither are you," I said, "I think you're lovely.
Timmy, you're the most feminine boy I've ever seen. I'm
not surprised that guy wanted to kiss you."
I moved closer to him. He didn't back away. Reaching
out, I took a lock of his blonde hair between my
fingers and played with it gently. He tilted his head
to one side and sighed softly. He looked so beautiful.
"Timmy, you're so pretty," I whispered. We looked into
each other's eyes.
"Oh, Bobby," he said softly, "so are you."
I was feeling really bold from the speed, my heart was
racing.
"I'd love to kiss you," I whispered.
"Oh, Bobby," he said.
I moved up close and kissed his lips. He let me kiss
him, he didn't push me away. It was the first time I
had ever kissed a boy. It was a lovely soft, gentle
kiss.
"Wow, you do kiss like a girl," I said. I kissed him
again. He kissed me back, his soft lips touching mine
tenderly, sweetly. We kissed again and again, our
mouths open, our tongues touching lightly.
"I love kissing you," I breathed, "sweet pretty boy."
"I love kissing you too," Timmy said, "you kiss like
Renate."
He reached over to me and ran his fingers through my
long hair.
"Sexy Bobby," he said. He put his hands gently on my
bare shoulders and slid them softly down my arms. He
kissed my lips again. I felt chills as he stroked my
arms with his soft fingers. We touched our tongues
together, the tips sliding wetly over one another as we
kissed.
"I'd kiss guys all the time if they were like you," he
said.
"So would I," I said.
"Renate would love to watch this," said Timmy, "two
boys kissing."
"I'd love her to watch us."
"We shouldn't be doing this," he said and we kissed and
kissed again, softly and sweetly like two girls,
enjoying the warm wetness of each other's mouths. We
broke our kiss, breathless.
To be continued... if you like it email me at:
sweetlissy2001@yahoo.co.uk
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so take good care of it!
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