Max and Me

by c m

Chapter 3

It took us about forty minutes to get to the Eden Project. It was quite busy, and after we had parked we had about a fifteen minute walk before the incredible glass biomes came into view. We bought our tickets and decided to wait for the little train to take us down to the bottom of the old china clay pit in which the domes were situated.

We started with the rainforest biome. It was hot and humid inside, and Max and I were glad that we were wearing only t-shirts and shorts. It was extraordinary to see bananas growing there and a range of birds flew around inside as we followed the path through a maze of exotic plants and waterfalls. Max was stunned. We made our way through it and then out into the Mediterranean biome which was full of flowers and vegetables of all sort, and then finally into the gardens outside which were full of exotic sculptures. We must have spent nearly two hours walking around, and we finished by buying an ice cream which we ate as we walked back up to the top and from there to the car.

"What a wonderful place, Chris."

"Great idea of yours to visit."

We stopped at a pub on the way back for a very late lunch of a Ploughman's - which was another new food experience for Max - and then headed back to the lodge. It was late afternoon but we reckoned a quick visit to the beach and a swim would be a good end to the day, so we put on swimming costumes, grabbed a towel, and headed for the beach.

Apart from two people walking dogs, it was deserted. Max and I dumped our towels and headed for the water. Max had learned – and this time, like me, he just headed out and then threw himself headlong into the waves. After the initial shock had worn off, the water wasn't too bad, and we swam parallel with the beach a little way before heading off around the rocks to the cove where we had spent the night.

This time it was empty, and Max and I splashed ashore and sat down on the sand. He put an arm around my shoulders. The water dripped lazily off his curls and ran down his brown skin like little diamonds. I thought that he had never looked sexier.

"You turn me on so much, Max Schell."

He put a hand on the front of my swimmers, where a lump had started to grow.

"Ah...so I see. Well...you have turned me on from the first moment I saw you by the lift that day."

I saw a little smile play around his lips.

"You want to fuck me here...now?"

"I'd love to Max...but it's too risky. It's still broad daylight and there are people on the other beach."

"But they can't see us...and no -one comes here."

He stood up and wriggled out of his shorts, exposing his erection.

"See?"

"Max...put it away. Please."

"No...I won't. Relax Chris. It will be fine."

"Max...PLEASE?"

"You know you want to fuck me. I know you want to fuck me. I want to be fucked. Come on."

He knelt down with his bottom facing me and waggled it. There is only so much temptation a boy can take.

"You're impossible, Max…"

I dropped my shorts and knelt behind him. Without lube, it wasn't easy to enter him, but I used some saliva and felt myself slide inside. I fucked him fast, worried that someone would appear around the rocks at any time. It was, however, undeniably exciting and when I came it was with a sense of having done something naughty but nice. Max had clearly enjoyed it too.

We both pulled our shorts back up and ran back into the waves We swam back round the rocks and were back at our towels a couple of minutes later.

Max had a goofy grin on his face. "See? Perfect. No-one saw anything or knows anything. And it felt very good, Chris. You enjoyed it, didn't you?"

I nodded. "Yes...I did...but..."

"No buts. Just relax Chris. Life is an adventure."

"It sure is with you, you mad German."

"I will treat that as a compliment."

We walked back up the beach, passing two other boys on the way. One of them turned round and looked at me as we went by. Nice looking boy.

"Hah...someone else fallen instantly for your good looks, I think."

"Don't be daft."

"We'll see."

Back at the lodge, we showered and took some pizzas out of the freezer for dinner. I quite fancied a beer, but didn't want to walk all the way into the village. I remembered that the Manor house had a bar in it and suggested to Max that maybe we could go and have a beer there before dinner.

"Good idea."

We put on some fresh clothes and Max and I gave each other a squirt of Eau Sauvage before we wandered up to the house and found our way to the Quarterdeck Bar. As we walked in, the two boys we had passed on the path were sitting at the bar. We walked over and ordered two lagers. The boy who'd looked at me on the path smiled at me. I smiled back.

"We saw you on the path to the beach, didn't we? Are you staying here?"

I nodded. "Yes, we've been here a week. I'm Chris and this is Max."

"Hi. I'm Matt and this is Ian. We arrived today. We come down here every year with my parents."

"Nice to meet you, Matt...Ian." I shook hands with them.

"Are you two down here on your own?"

"Yes, we're using my grandparents lodge, E17, on the far side of the grounds."

"Oh...close to the beach path. We're in E42."

"And you and Ian are...school friends? College friends?"

"School friends - although we've just finished. Did A levels a few weeks ago. And you and Max?"

"We're boyfriends. Max is from Germany."

"You're gay?" He blushed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it to sound like that. Wow."

"And you?"

"Umm...no...well...actually..." I saw Matt look at Ian. "That is, I am, but Ian isn't."

Up close, Matt was a very good looking boy. He had floppy brown hair that he kept pushing out of one eye, brown eyes, high cheekbones and full lips. He was wearing shorts - like Max and me - and his legs were long and slim and nicely tanned. He had delicate fingers and was wearing three leather thongs around his left wrist. He also had the most ravishing smile.

Ian spoke to Max. "Where are you from, Max?"

"From near Frankfurt. I'm staying with Chris for a few weeks and then we are both going back to Germany for him to see a bit of my country."

"You speak very good English, if I may say so."

"Thank you. A combination of an English grandfather and being with Chris for a while helps very much."

"So how long have you been...together?"

"About six months, but we met a year before that."

"How did you meet?"

And so Max told them the story - minus the sex - of the Hague tournament and Mark and me. And what had happened to Mark and then how we had got together afterwards.

"I'm so sorry to hear about Mark," said Matt.

"Yes...well...it was very hard at the time...but Max was there for me and now...well... I'm very lucky."

"I think I was the lucky one to get such a beautiful boy."

"You bet," said Matt. He blushed. I flashed a smile at him and he smiled back.

Max and I finished our beers and stood up.

"Very nice to have met you both. I hope that we'll see more of you over the next week. Do come and knock on our door sometime if you're free."

"Thanks. And very nice to have met you too."

As we walked back to our lodge, Max said, " See? I told you he had fallen for you."

"What on earth makes you think that?"

"First because of how he looked at you. Second because of what he said, and third.... because everyone falls for you."

"Well I haven't fallen for him. You are the only one I've fallen for."

"I know. But I bet he - or maybe both of them - come and knock on our door before the week is out."

"Guess we better start wearing some clothes then."

"Oh no. Much better to shock them." Max grinned.

"You are incorrigible."

"In what?"

"Incorrigible. It means you'll never change." I put my arm round his shoulder. "And promise me that you never will."

We enjoyed the pizzas with a bit of salad we had left over and finished off what was left of the ice cream. The weather forecast was not very good for the next few days; the sun was going to be replaced by wind and rain and we discussed what we were going to do if that happened.

Max suggested that we might go into Truro and buy some movies to watch. It wasn't a bad idea as we needed to do some food shopping. And he also said that once we had everything we needed, he was quite happy to spend as much time in bed with me as I wanted. I told him I wanted a lot of time in bed with him - but that I thought it might also be fun to have sex in every room in the place. He gave me a big smile.

That night we didn't have sex. The weekend with James had taken its toll. We were tired and just fell asleep. The next morning, we woke late and I brought us both up a cup of coffee. The weather had indeed changed. The sky was overcast and looked laden with rain and we felt in no great hurry to get up. By the time we had eventually showered, it had actually started to rain, and it continued to do so as we drove all the way into Truro.

By some miracle, once we'd parked it had stopped raining so we managed to go and buy three videos without getting soaked. We went to Tesco and loaded up with food and drink for the rest of the week before heading back to the lodge. By the time we left Truro, the wind had picked up again and we were pleased that we'd brought sweaters with us.

The next three days were pretty miserable weather-wise. Max and I spent a lot of time in bed and we also completed our goal of having sex in every room in the lodge. I fucked him in all three bedrooms and the bathroom and over the sofa in the lounge, and he took me in the shower room and bent over the desk in the study. But by the third morning we were so fed up that we decided to go to the beach anyway.

It wasn't actually raining, and the forecast was for the weather to brighten up in the course of the day. We just each put on a sweater and then headed out. The beach was a different place when the sun wasn't shining. The sea looked grey instead of blue and the wind whipped sand against our legs. But it was strangely beautiful in its wilder state, and Max and I just walked the length of it, holding hands. At the far end, we found some shelter in a recess in the rocks under the cliff and kissed. I slipped a hand inside Max's shorts and stroked him to full erection before popping the buttons and pulling his cock out into the fresh air. I masturbated him until he came, his cum falling in pearly white drops onto the sand.

"I think my lion is getting braver...out here in the open but not worried?"

"You've taught me well, Max."

"Good, then you'll be OK with this too."

He unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them down round my ankles, then knelt in front of me and took me in his mouth. It was exhilarating and exciting and I came all too quickly, my seed following Max's down onto the sand. We buttoned up and walked back along the beach, arms around each other's shoulders.

As we walked up off the beach, we saw Matt and he waved at us.

"Hi Matt...out and about early."

"Yes...family are having a lazy morning and Ian is still asleep so I thought I'd go for a walk. Have you been on the beach?"

"Yes...there's something rather enjoyable about the beach in its wild state as well as in the sun. We were just going to have a cup of coffee...would you like one?"

He smiled. "That would be lovely - thank you."

He followed us back to the lodge and I put the kettle on.

"So, how long have you known you were gay, Matt?" asked Max.

"Maybe a year. Well, I suppose I knew before that...but I only acknowledged it to myself about a year ago."

"Sounds familiar," I said. "Have you told your family?"

"No...not yet. I suppose I should."

"But Ian knows?"

"Yes...he's my best friend. I told him. He's...OK ...with it. And he won't say anything."

"Well that's a good start. Have you had much experience with boys?"

He smiled ruefully. "No. Well...that is…are you a public schoolboy?"

"I was, yes."

"Then I guess we both had wank buddies. That's pretty much it for me. It's just...I started to have feelings for other boys. It wasn't just a release."

"You could be telling my story, Matt."

"Really?"

"Yes...it was a boy I wanked with who made me realise that I was gay. He had known he was gay for ages...remember I mentioned Mark?" Matt nodded. "It was him. He was comfortable with who and what he was and he made me recognise what I was - and to see that how I felt was OK."

"So you and he did more than wank off?"

"Yes. Eventually. It took some time. Although we both had feelings for each other from the start. We knew that we were more than just wank buddies."

"I wish I had done more than wank off with a few boys. It would be so nice to have someone like you...or Max...to discover things with." He smiled at both of us.

"You would like to discover things with us?" asked Max.

Matt blushed and went silent.

"I...I...don't know. I'd like to but I'm a bit scared as well. And anyway you two are a couple."

Max looked at me. I nodded.

"Matt...if you want to...do stuff...we'd be happy to show you. But there's no pressure. And you must go away and think about it. We don't want you to feel you've been talked into something you don't want or will regret."

"You are both very kind. But why would I not want to discover myself with two of the most beautiful boys I have ever met? I can tell that you two care for each other very much. I just don't understand why you would want to do this for me?"

"You are a very good-looking boy too, Matt. Sexy, in fact. And we would rather you discovered what you're looking for in safety than with someone who might be...not so nice. Ask Max about that if you want."

And Max told him the story of what had happened with Klaus.

"That was a very bad way to discover sex. But I was horny and I didn't know any better. It was a hard lesson."

"It sounds awful." He turned to me. "Chris, I don't need time to think about this. I would very much like to do things with you and Max."

"OK. How much time do you have?"

"Maybe an hour. I left a note saying that I was going for a walk."

"Well then…if you're sure… why don't we go upstairs."

In the bedroom, Max and I took off our clothes and so did Matt. He was a little shy, but that was understandable. He looked at us both.

"Wow. You're beautiful. And no tan lines...does that mean that you...."

"Yes, we've been sunbathing naked in the back garden."

"And no pubes. I've never seen that before."

"No," said Max, "I have always liked to be shaved and I like Chris the same way."

"It's...cool."

While we were talking, Matt's cock had been steadily swelling and rising. Fully erect, he was about the same size as Max and me, but he was circumcised. He had a sprinkle of hair in the centre of his chest, and a happy trail that ran down from his belly-button to his groin, where a mass of light brown hair surrounded his cock and balls. I stepped toward him and took his erection in my hand. He gasped, but then took hold of me. Max came across and took Matt's other hand and put it on his own cock.

"Oh my god. I can't believe this."

"What would you like to do, Matt?"

"I've...never had oral sex. Would it be OK to try?"

"Of course. Lie on the bed."

Matt lay down in the middle of the bed and Max lay on one side and I lay on the other.

"Who would you like to suck you first, Matt?"

The sweet boy was trembling as he lay there. "You please, Chris," he whispered.

I moved my head down level with his cock, and ran my tongue slowly down the shaft and up again before licking around the purple head.

"Oh fuck. Oh man."

I took him in my mouth and slowly let my lips work their way down to his balls. He was incredibly hard. I saw Max kiss him on the cheek. Matt turned his head towards Max. Their lips met and they started to kiss. I began to suck Matt properly and was soon rewarded with a taste of precum. He was sweet and delicious. I decided it was time for Max to take over, and came back up to give Matt a kiss. Max took my place on his cock and Matt slipped his tongue into my mouth. I saw happiness and excitement in his eyes as we kissed. I felt his body shudder, and knew that he must be close to cumming. Max clearly knew so too, and pulled off in time for us both to see Matt cum; a glorious fountain of white that erupted from his cock reaching as far as his chin.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fucketty fuck. Oh my god. Oh wow."

I smiled down at him. "I take it you enjoyed that?"

"It was AMAZING...can I do it to you? Please? I want to try."

I lay back and spread my legs.

"Get between them, and then use your tongue and your lips...like I did. Be careful with your teeth. And pull my foreskin back - either with your hand or with your lips."

Matt turned out to be a natural. He went down on me like a pro, lips over his teeth and skinning me back as he slid his lips down my shaft. He used a hand to massage my balls as he did so. He licked me and sucked me like he was afraid I was going somewhere. He got me close to cumming.

"Mmmm...you are very good at this, Matt, but I don't want to cum yet. Why don't you try Max?"

He slurped off me and got between Max's legs instead - and proceeded to do exactly the same for him as he had done for me.

"Scheisse...you are fantastic, Matt."

Matt soon had Max squirming with pleasure.

"I am going to cum, Matt."

Matt released Max from his mouth and took hold of his cock, masturbating him to his climax, watching Max's cum spurt all over his stomach and running his fingers experimentally through it. Then he turned back to me, took me in his mouth again and took me to the point of no return. I told him that I was cumming but he just kept sucking. I came in his mouth and he swallowed the lot.

He came up for air, his face flushed. "I hope it was OK to let you cum in my mouth. I wanted to see what it tasted like...I mean, I've tried my own but I wondered…umm…it was pretty nice."

"You were amazing Matt...for a first time, well...if you hadn't told me, I would have thought that you had been sucking boys off for years."

He beamed with pleasure. "I think it's the most pleasurable thing I've ever done in my life. I'd love to do it again."

"Hold your horses for a bit. But you are welcome to suck me - and I'm sure Max feels the same - any time."

"For sure, Matt. You are one of the best."

"I think I probably ought to be getting back anyway. They'll start getting worried if I don't show reasonably on time. ...but...there's more I'd like you to show me. I want to try fucking. Is that possible another time?"

"Max and I need to talk about that, Matt. We might be happy to fuck you, but we don't normally let anyone else fuck us. I'm sorry if that disappoints you."

"I'll take what I can, Chris. But can we meet up again? Soon?"

"You let us know when you'll be free, and we'll try to be here for you. And I meant to say - you've got a great body."

He flushed with pleasure. "Thank you guys so much. What a start to the day. What a start to my holiday."

He gave both of us a kiss, then got dressed. We all went downstairs and gave him a hug at the door before he went on his way with a big grin on his face.

I turned to Max. "Well...that was unexpected...and unexpectedly good. What a nice guy...and how good was he?"

"Astonishing. You think it really was his first time?"

"I suppose it's impossible to be sure, but yes, I think it was. I think he's just a natural."

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