Brian and Lanny Go to Europe
by Nick Brady
Brian and Lanny gathered up the purchases they had made earlier and walked the short distance back to their hotel. The air was cooler now and there were a lot of people on the street. Ignoring the sidewalk vendors they walked up the stairs to their small room. The visit to the adult video store had left them excited and looking forward to some private time together.
"Let's shower and go to bed, OK?" Brian suggested.
"OK by me. I'm kind of tired," Lanny admitted.
"Right. I'm tired too, but not particularly sleepy."
"That is the first time I have been in a porn shop. I have to admit that it was a turn on."
"How do you feel about that? Are you OK? I know you're pretty new to all this."
"It's hard to say," Lanny admitted. "I don't think I've ever really come out to anybody, even to myself. But somehow with you it seems OK. I guess I trust you not to hurt me."
"I would never hurt you Lanny. I have too much respect for you," Brian assured him.
"Well, let's shower and see what happens."
They gathered up their soap and towels and walked down the hallway to the bathroom. There were several other people already taking showers and joking with each other, all in French. Avoiding conversation they waited their turn, brushing their teeth and using the toilet until a shower stall became available. Lanny stepped in first and washed quickly then stepped out to dry off.
As Brian replaced him in the shower, a scruffy young man addressed Lanny. "Bonjour, mon ami. Vous êtes à la recherche bon pour moi." (Hello my friend. You look good to me.)
Not understanding what was said, Lanny smiled and replied, "Bonjour. Comment allez-vous?" (Hello. How are you?)
The young man smiled in return, "Je cherche un ami ce soir. Voulez-vous venir avec moi pour boire un verre?" (I need a friend tonight. Will you come with me for a drink?)
Still not understanding, Lanny smiled again and shrugged his shoulders.
The young man approached Lanny and trailed his fingers down his bare torso, "Je suis seul dans ma chambre et avoir un bon vin. Nous pourrions avoir du plaisir, oui?" (I am alone in my room and have some good wine. We could have fun, yes?)
Still not understanding what was said but understanding the young man's intent, Lanny shook his head and stuttered, "Je suis avec mon ami," (I am with my friend,) and nodded at Brian who was stepping out of the shower.
His would be friend scowled and said, "Je suis plus un homme que ce garçon." (I am more man than that boy.)
Brian wrapped his towel around his waist and asked Lanny, "What's up? Do you know this guy?"
"No, and I don't think I want to."
Brian stood tall and stepped in front of the rude young man, "Excusez-moi. Non merci. Il est mon ami, OK?" (Excuse me. No thanks. He is my friend, OK?)
The rude man looked at Brian's thick chest and arms and his enthusiasm wilted. "Américains stupides. Allez vous faire foutre!" (Stupid Americans. Screw you!) and he turned in apparent disgust.
Brian tugged on Lanny's arm and they left quickly, Brian still dripping water from his shower. Back in their room, Brian latched the door as a precaution and asked Lanny, "What was with that guy?"
Lanny looked a little shaken. "I couldn't understand what he was saying, but he touched me in a way that made me very uncomfortable. I'm so glad you were there with me. If I had been by myself I'm not sure what would have happened."
Brian exhaled then chuckled, "I think he was trying to put the make on you. I have to admit he had good taste."
"What do you mean?"
"You look pretty good, Lanny. I think he was hoping you might want to play with him."
"But I didn't even look at him. Why would he think that?"
"I guess he was hoping he might get lucky."
"Not with me he wasn't."
Brian smiled and shook his head, "I guess Marty was right. We are a lot safer together. I sure as heck wouldn't want to do this solo. Don't worry about it Lanny. You were cool. He wasn't up to taking on two of us."
Lanny sat down on the bed and watched Brian as he finished toweling himself dry. "But why did he come on to me and not to you? Do I look like I was looking for sex or something?"
"I don't think so. He was taking a big chance. You might be a martial arts expert for all he knew. He had probably been drinking. If it was you in the shower he might have come on to me. He was just being stupid. You're cool Lanny. If it had gone the other way you would have stood up for me."
"Well yeah, I would have. I guess you're right."
Brian sat down next to Lanny and put his arm around his shoulder. "Hey man. That poor fool was just overcome by your beauty, you know? I can't resist you. How could he?"
Now Lanny laughed and relaxed, "You know you're full of shit, don't you?"
Brian hugged him close. "Maybe so, but I'm not kidding about you being beautiful. I'm crazy for you Lanny. I really am."
Lanny turned and looked at Brian. He wasn't smiling now but looked very serious. "I think you really mean that. What would you have done if he hadn't backed off like he did?"
"I would have put him down on the floor and kicked his ass, or died trying. Nobody is going to fuck with you if I can help it."
Lanny shook his head slowly. "That makes you my hero. I never knew anybody like you before. You make me feel really lucky."
Brian kissed Lanny gently. "Maybe we're both lucky. I know this is awfully quick, but I think I'm in love with you. I've never known anybody like you either."
There didn't seem to be anything else to say. They pulled together in a long kiss then leaned back to lie on the bed. They lost the towels and held each other close. Brian rolled over on his back and pulled Lanny on top of him, spreading his legs so that Lanny was between them and kissed him passionately. Lanny sighed and responded, holding Brian's face between his hands.
"Oh Lanny. I want you. I really want you." Brian took Lanny's butt cheeks in his hands and pulled him against him, grinding their hard cocks together.
"Me too. I want you so bad," Lanny responded.
After several minutes like this, they were both dripping pre-cum. Brian rolled Lanny off of him and onto his stomach. He positioned himself behind him and spread his ass cheeks apart, wet his fingers and rubbed them over Lanny's pucker. Lanny stiffened.
"Don't worry buddy, I'm not going to hurt you," Brian whispered to him, then leaned in close and licked his hole.
"Oh!" Lanny shuddered then instinctively arched his back and tipped his ass up to receive Brian's tongue. "Damn, that feels good!"
Brian hummed, "Um-hmm," as he licked and sucked on Lanny's hole.
"You like that?" Brian asked.
"Oh yeah! I like that a lot. I'm clean. I just took a shower." Lanny explained.
Brian paused just long enough to chuckle softly, "I know. So did I." Then he went back to work.
Lanny was beside himself with pleasure but was uncertain what Brian's intentions were. "Hey Brian. I don't think I'm ready for you putting anything up in me. I mean, I don't want you to...."
Brian stopped and ran his hands over Lanny's back. "I know. I just wanted you to know how good that felt. I promised that I wouldn't hurt you. How about if you do that to me, OK? I showered too."
Lanny raised up to look back at Brian, "OK. Sure, I can do that."
They swapped positions and Brian spread his cheeks to give Lanny access. Lanny hesitated then tentatively touched Brian's hole with the tip of his tongue. Gathering his courage he licked his tongue up Brian's crack and felt him shudder.
"Oh yeah. Just like that Lanny. I really like that!"
Encouraged, Lanny began to lick and suck at Brian's pucker, feeling his friend shiver with pleasure. The eroticism of this activity had Lanny very hard.
"Hey Lanny," Brian whispered. "You might not be ready for this, but I am. I would really like it if you fucked me in the ass."
Lanny was taken aback. "Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you. Have you done this before?"
"Just do it, OK? You'll like it and I know I will too," Brian begged him. "It will be really good for both of us, I promise."
"I've never done this before," Lanny hesitated.
Brian turned over and looked at him. "Hey Lanny. I promised that I wouldn't ask you to do anything you weren't comfortable with. If you aren't ready for this it's OK. We can just jerk off or something."
Lanny hesitated then said, "You sure I won't hurt you? I don't want to hurt you."
Brian smiled and shook his head. "I'm sure. I want this. For the first time in my life, I really want this. I want to be your first, OK?"
A smile slowly crept across Lanny's face. "And I want you to be my first. OK, but will you tell me if I hurt you?"
Brian smiled and reached into his rucksack to pull out a small tube of lubricant. "Don't worry. I'm always prepared, right?" He smeared some lube over his hole then applied a generous amount to Lanny's erection.
"I'm ready." he said and turned over to raise his butt in the air. "Just take your time."
Lanny drew close and positioned himself at Brian's hole. Brian reached back to help guide him in and sighed as he was slowly penetrated. Lanny shivered as he felt himself enter a man for the first time.
"Oh my God! Oh, this feels so good!" Lanny gasped.
"Keep on pushing. You're doing fine," Brian told him. In a moment Lanny was fully inside him. Brian wiggled his ass from side to side. "You OK?"
"Oh hell yes. Am - am I hurting you?"
"No Baby. I'm just fine. Start going in and out. It feels just great."
That was all the encouragement Lanny needed as his primal instincts took over and he started doing what came very naturally. "Oh my God," he whimpered. "I'm not going to last very long. I'm sorry."
"Don't stop Lanny. I want you inside me." After a few more stokes Lanny stiffened and emptied himself inside of Brian's bowels, wrapping his arms around Brian and collapsing on top of him, gasping for breath.
Brian held very still, letting Lanny catch his breath until he felt him begin to soften. Brian rolled over on his back. "How was your first time?"
Lanny looked at him with glazed eyes. "It's kind of hard to describe."
Brian laughed. "Good. I'm glad you liked it. I did too."
"But you didn't get off. I guess it should be your turn, but I'm kind of scared."
"No, that's OK. You aren't ready for that. Maybe you will be later, but not just yet. Don't worry. I'm good."
"Well, I should do something for you, shouldn't I?"
Brian smiled at him. "How about a nice hand job? It won't take long. I'm about ready to pop."
Brian rolled over on his back, his erection standing very tall and leaking pre-cum. "Get me off Lanny. We can both watch."
Brian handed the tube of lubricant to Lanny and smiled. "You know what to do."
Lanny squeezed the lube in his hand and rubbed it on Brian's erection, stroking him gently and rubbing his balls with his free hand. "How's that?"
"That's great. Just maybe squeeze it a little tighter."
Lanny laid his face on Brian's chest and jerked him faster and tighter. He watched with fascination as Brian's cock swelled in his hand. In less than a minute Brian started to gurgle, "I'm cumming!"
Without hesitating, Lanny took Brian's cock in his mouth and sucked him deeply. Brian cried out, took Lanny's face in his hands and shot deep in his mouth. Lanny sucked and swallowed, drinking his load without spilling a drop. With Brian still in his mouth, he milked out the last of his cum while he massaged the base of his cock under his balls. He kept this up until Brian relaxed and shuddered.
"Stop! I'm too sensitive. Let me go, OK?"
Brian looked at Lanny and smiled, pulling him close for a deep kiss, tasting his own sperm in Lanny's mouth.
"I love you Lanny. That was so hot."
"I love you too Brian. I love you so much," Lanny sighed. "Thank you for being so, well, so considerate. I think I'll be ready to return the favor sometime, just not quite yet."
"I know. That's OK. I kind of like being on the bottom. When you're ready, I'll be ready too. There's no hurry. I don't think this will be the last time we'll make love to each other."
"There's a difference isn't there – between having sex and making love? I think we were making love to each other," Lanny said softly. "I couldn't have done any of this with anybody else."
"Yeah. That's right. I don't guess I have to tell you that this wasn't my first time to do something like this. But it's the first time I've ever made love with somebody. I hope you can understand that. I hope you don't think I'm a bad guy or a slut or something."
"Not at all. It's like you had to know what to do so you could teach me. You are so kind and gentle Brian. I have fantasized about doing these things, but I never expected it to be like this. This was beautiful."
"No feeling embarrassed? No regrets?"
"No. Not with you. I love you Brian. I never thought I could say that and really mean it, but I do."
Brian looked at Lanny's earnest face and felt tears come to his eyes. "I love you too Lanny. Let's don't fuck this up, OK? This is something special that I never thought I would have. There is a lot you don't know about me. Maybe I should tell you some things, but I'm kind of scared to, you know? I haven't always had an easy ride."
Lanny shook his head. "Not unless you want to tell me. Of course I do care what's happened to you. But I get the picture that you've had to do some things that you didn't really want to do. Maybe things that were hard for you. It's enough for me to know that. I don't really need to know all the gory details. You can tell me what you want me to know when you're ready, but I'm not asking any questions. It's enough for me to know who you are now. That's the guy I love."
Brian smiled through his tears and held Lanny close. They lay together until they fell asleep.
When Brian and Lanny woke up the next morning they noticed that the room was rather dark, although it was almost nine o'clock. The next thing they noticed when they looked out their little bedroom window, was that it was raining.
"It looks a little damp for that long walk we talked about," Lanny lamented.
"That's OK. Let's go down to see what they have for breakfast. Maybe the rein will stop in a little while," Brian suggested.
In the lounge were some tables and chairs and on a sideboard were rolls, butter, cheese and some fresh fruit. With some strong French coffee it was a simple breakfast but looked good to those who were hungry.
"If the rain stops we can still take our long walk. If not, we can go to the Louvre and look through that," Lanny said.
"That works for me. We aren't in any big hurry," Brian replied. "Being here with you is the best part of the trip."
Lanny smiled shyly and nodded his agreement. "Last night was, well - interesting."
"Do we need to talk about that? I mean, is that bothering you?"
"No it's not bothering me really. But it was sort of different than I expected."
Brian lowered his voice. "Different in what way?"
"I guess I expected it to be sort of gross. But it was really very nice – more than nice," Lanny smiled.
"Are we finished with breakfast?" Brian asked. "We can go back up to our room to talk."
Lanny nodded and put their coffee cups in a tub for dirty dishes. He turned and started back to the room with Brian behind him. Once in the room he walked to the window and looked out at the rain.
Brian stepped behind him and gently put his arms around Lanny's waist. "You OK?"
"I guess I'm pretty innocent. I've never been sexual with anybody before. Melissa and I have never even made out."
"Well, that's OK. You are just friends. It's the same with Louisa and me. I guess she has kissed me on the cheek before, but it's like she's my sister."
"Yeah, I think it's the same with me and Melissa. We have known each other for so long that it's not like she looks at me as a boyfriend."
"They are both really nice people," Brian told him. "But we are nice people too. Just because I'm gay and hot for you doesn't make me a predator of something."
Lanny turned around and looked at Brian. "No, of course not. That's just what I'm thinking. It's kind of hard to explain."
"I'm listening," Brian smiled. "Talk to me."
Lanny leaned back to sit on the window sill. "I guess I have suspected I was a gay boy since I was about twelve. I began going through puberty and started thinking about sexual things and, well they were never about girls. I wasn't interested in looking at tits, I got turned on when my friends started to grow hair under their arm pits. Does that sound weird?"
Brian chuckled, "Not to me. I did the same thing."
"I was in wrestling when I was in middle school. There is a lot of body contact in wrestling, you know?"
"Sometimes when I was positioned so that I was pressed up against a guy in the right way, I would get hard. It's not easy to get hard in a singlet without it being obvious, you know? It was embarrassing."
Brian smiled. "I used to swim. Try getting a boner in a Speedo without it showing."
"So you understand my dilemma," Lanny smiled. "I guess that can happen to anybody, but I was aware that it was more than just the physical contact. It was sexual. I would go home and jerk off thinking about some guy's body, and then I would feel guilty about it. Like I had done something really bad."
"Did your parents make a big deal out of being gay? Was that a big taboo?"
"No. There never said much about it at home either way. But you know how kids are. Calling somebody a fag was a big insult. I was afraid of that. I didn't want to be called a fag," Lanny shrugged, "So I quit wrestling. Is that why you quit swimming?"
Brian shook his head. "No. I swam when I was younger. After I started living with Marco and Marty I didn't swim, except like in scouts."
Lanny looked at Brian with curiosity. "How did that happen? Were they family friends or something? Why did you go to live with them?"
Brian sighed and went to sit on the edge of the bed. "That's hard to talk about Lanny. I'm not sure you want to know that part of my life."
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't ask you about that kind of stuff."
"No. That's OK. If we are to be more than just friends, I guess you need to know more about me. I don't mind you knowing. You've been pretty honest with me. I should be willing to be honest with you. It's just that it's hard to talk about."
Brian took a deep breath. "I have told you a few things, but not the whole story. It was like this. My mom and dad both drank a lot, my dad more than my mom and they fought a lot. When I was a little kid, my dad didn't have much to do with me, but when I got a little older he started to be more interested."
Lanny looked alarmed as he began to see where this might be going. "You don't have to tell me anything Brian. I'm sorry."
Brian sighed and continued. "He started coming to my room and getting into bed with me. He would feel of me, you know? And he would put my hands on him and make me feel him. I wanted his affection really bad, you know? It was the only time he ever paid any attention to me. I should have told him to stop but I was afraid to and besides, I kind of liked it. So, then he started making me do things."
Lanny took Brian's hand and looked very concerned.
Brian looked out the window at the rain. "He wanted me to suck him, and I was too scared to say no. Besides, it excited me I guess. So I did. Then he would do more than that."
"You don't have to tell me about that," Lanny assured him, looking frightened.
"He used me Lanny. He fucked me and it hurt, it really hurt. But while he was doing that, he would tell me he loved me and he would kiss me, and I really liked that part of it."
Brian hesitated. "It was pretty confusing. When I started going through puberty and got some hair, he didn't like that. He still came in and did that stuff to me, but he wasn't so nice about it. He would just come in and screw me and leave."
"Anyway, one time when he was doing that, my mother came in the bedroom and caught us. He jumped up and they got in a terrible fight. They fought a lot anyway, but not like this. I could hear them screaming at each other and throwing things around. Then he packed up some things, slammed the door and left. I stayed in my bed and cried. I was so scared and ashamed. That's the last time I ever saw him. He moved out and left us."
"Did your mother understand what was going on? Did she assure you that it wasn't your fault?" Lanny asked.
Brian frowned and shook his head. "No. That's the thing. She wanted to know how long it had been going on and why I hadn't told her about it. I couldn't say anything. I just cried and cried. What could I say?"
"My God Brian. That must have been horrible. What did you do?"
"What could I do? I tried to make her proud of me. I did good in school. I stayed in scouts and worked on that. But she was so angry. I guess she blamed me for everything. She hardly spoke to me. Finally she made me go live with her mother so she wouldn't have to look at me. But my grandmother didn't want me either. She told me I was damaged goods."
Brian turned to Lanny with tears in his eyes. "It was hard. It was really hard. I didn't know what I was going to do."
Lanny resisted the impulse to take Brian in his arms but let him continue. "So what happened? What did you do?"
Brian sniffed. "It was about this time that I volunteered to be the Den Chief for a cub scout den. I loved scouting and it got me out of the house. I don't know what I would have done without school and scouts. Those were the only things that made me feel like I was OK."
"Is that where you met the Montgomery family?"
Brian nodded, "Right. Sam and Ben were in a cub den when I met Marco and Marty. I was their Den Chief. They thought I was a good person and I tried really hard to be a good Den Chief. When the twins graduated into a Webelo den, Marco was going to be their Den Leader and asked me if I would be Den Chief for them. They were all so nice. I sort of jumped at the chance. The den met at their house so I got to know them."
"And they got to know you," Lanny suggested.
"They didn't know anything about me really, but they were so nice to me, and seemed to appreciate my help. It really felt good to be appreciated, you know? I figured out pretty quick that they were a gay couple and I had never known anybody who was gay before. They were so, like normal, you know? It was a new experience for me to see that. Like, maybe it wasn't such a bad thing to be gay."
Lanny nodded and listened.
"OK. So they had this little campout in their back yard. The Webelos have to have a campout as a requirement. By this time I had gotten to know Marco pretty well and wanted to talk to him. He seemed like somebody I could trust and I really needed somebody I could talk to. I had all this stuff bottled up inside me and needed to get it out. So I sort of contrived to share a tent with him, started talking to him and I told him. I told Marco exactly what had happened between me and my father. I was so scared. I thought he would be angry like my mother. But he understood. He was so kind to me. Marco is the best person I have ever known. I can't tell you how much he has meant to me. He had it tough when he was a kid too."
"So what happened?"
"I got to know all of them better. I was coming over for the Webelo meetings, and I would come over whenever I could and help the twins with their scout advancement and with their homework. We all got to be good friends. I spent the night a few times and started going places with them. Finally I guess Marco and Marty decided to ask me if I wanted to stay with them. That was when I was fourteen and I've been there ever since."
"What about your mother and your grandmother? Were they OK with it?"
Brian scoffed. "They were glad to be rid of me. It was a non-issue. God, I was so glad to be out of that! Marco, Marty and the twins have been the family I never had. I am so lucky Lanny. I have no idea what would have become of me without them. They are helping me go to college – everything. It is like I am their son, and Sam and Ben are my brothers. They even let me change my name to Montgomery. I love them more than I can say."
Lanny took all this in and shook his head. "That's a hell of a story Brian. I can understand why it's hard to tell, but I'm glad you did. It gives me a new appreciation for your family."
Brian looked at Lanny with a serious expression. "Since I have told you about this, I think I want to tell you some other things."
"You know you don't have to."
"I want to. I don't want to have any secrets from you. I don't want you to find out something later on that might not sound right, OK?"
Lanny sighed. "I don't think you can tell me anything that can scare me off, Brian. Go ahead."
"I guess there isn't really all that much more. When I was in scouts I had a counselor who got me down on the swimming beach at night and we did some things. I let him screw me. By then I figured out that I kind of liked it. He didn't rape me or anything. It was his idea, but I liked it and let him do it. But it wasn't like with you, Lanny. I didn't care that much about him. I just liked the sex. And there was a guy in the bike shop where I worked who I messed around with. He is an OK guy, but I wasn't in love with him or anything. I think he kind of wanted to take it a little farther, but he wasn't right for me. And last summer there was this guy from Denmark in one of my classes who really wanted to do sex with me but I wouldn't do it. It just wasn't right for me."
"Have you ever told anybody else about all this?" Lanny wondered.
"Yes. I've told Marco. I can tell Marco anything and he never criticizes me, he just helps me figure out how to deal with it. Probably Marty knows too because they don't keep secrets from each other, but I have only really talked to Marco. I guess you can imagine that I have a lot of trust issues. I trust Marco absolutely."
"So is that the whole story? Is that all of it?"
Brian nodded his head. "Yeah. I guess that's about it. I'm not exactly a virgin am I?"
"When you started with this I thought maybe you were going to tell me you have had sex with a hundred guys. I can't say that anything you've told me is shocking. But is it different with me?" Lanny asked quietly.
"Oh hell yes! It's very different with you. With you it's like the first time. It's the first time I have ever felt real love for somebody. I love you Lanny. I really love you. If we had not done anything sexual I think I would still be in love with you. It sounds so corny, but you are like my soul mate, you know? We like the same things. We enjoy being around each other all the time. I never thought I would find somebody like that. I just don't want to hurt you."
Lanny smiled. "I love you too. I don't know where this will go, but I hope it goes on for a long time. Like maybe, forever. I hope this will last, but if it doesn't, if something comes between us? I will still look back on this as the happiest time in my whole life. Yes, I do love you. If I never knew what that meant before, I do now. Thank you Brian. Thank you for teaching me what love is."
They held each other closely for a long time. When they looked out their little window, they saw that the rain had stopped.
It was the start of another day in Paris.
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