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My parents owned a timeshare when I was growing up. So, lucky for me, I had the privilege of regular vacations in some pretty nice resorts around the country. Being the youngest of 3 boys in my family - with a 10-year gap between me and my next oldest brother, I was very much like an only child. I wouldn't say I was spoiled, but I did have more luxuries than my older brothers did growing up - simply because my parents careers were pretty far along. Dad worked for an IT company and traveled regularly. Mom was a big deal in some insurance company and she was often entertaining guests in our home and out on the town.

Suffice to say I spent a fair amount of time on my own during weekends and at night. I wasn't into video games, but did like to exercise and lift weights. At just 15, I liked the way my arms and shoulders looked as I was putting on muscle - especially after a workout while they were swollen! I would typically end my workout with a hot shower followed by a light application of baby oil while my body was still wet - a trick I learned from a magazine to help guys with dry skin. The oil made my skin nice and smooth, and I liked the way my swollen biceps would shine looking in the mirror. Naturally, since I was alone, this ritual was often followed by oiling up my dick and balls - which I sometimes shaved completely because I loved the sensation of my shiny, hot junk resting on the inside of my thigh, and my also-swollen dick squeezed together with my balls. I wasn't super confident about my dick size as I compared myself to other guys in the locker room shower after football practice. But, once I found porn on the internet and began to compare my hard dick to amateurs on the web I gained a little confidence. It wasn't huge, but the whole package - my muscled teen body and slightly above average hard dick - I felt was pretty sexy! But, I was still a timid guy. The confidence I enjoyed at home in front of the mirror never seemed to manifest out in public. Not to mention just a little guilt-ridden for having developed a habit of spending more time looking at guys dicks than at girls tits on the internet. As a virgin, I was a little concerned about turning out gay. But, I reassured myself by concluding that both hot tits, AND hard dicks made MY dick hard.

It was a super-hot July and we were heading for a week at one of my favorite resorts. Growing up I had enjoyed the arcade and the kids activities put on by the resort staff. My parents often coordinated our trips with friends of theirs which allowed me friends to play with and made the trips great fun. I liked wandering around the resort with my friends and playing on the playground. But, this trip seemed like it was going to be a drag. None of the friends I knew would be there. Mom's work schedule prevented us from traveling during our normal week, so I would miss vacationing with anyone I knew by just a day or two. I was not excited and wanted to stay home. But, mom wouldn't have it. She said I would make new friends. She tried to reassure me with news that her company was paying the bill for one of their top clients to enjoy the same week at this resort and she said they would be bringing their son along. There would be some work meetings to justify the trip - but, the rest of the week would be fun and sun. Mom didn't do a very good job of promoting this kid. In fact, she made him sound like a fat, lazy geek - fanatical about video games and banana splits were his only favorite food. Strangely, those were the few characteristics she retained from a bio provided by mom's client, the kid's dad.

Yipee - new people. It had taken years for me to open up to the friends I had. I couldn't imagine this trip being any fun with all strangers. I packed a few books I had already read, some muscle building magazines, my ear buds and my workout clothes. If I couldn't have a good time with my friends I was at least going to maintain my workout routine.

The drive went by pretty quickly. Before I knew it we were checking in and dad was handing me my key. For the past 2 summers he had given me the responsibility of managing my own room key. I could come and go pretty much on my own schedule as long as I answered their texts and they could confirm where I was. I would need this freedom if I was going to avoid the fat kid. I put on my workout clothes and headed for the gym on the grounds. I worked out for about an hour and a half and headed back to the room. Mom and dad would be at dinner and I told them I would grab something on my own. The bathroom off my room wasn't spectacular - but it was private and I peeled off my sweaty shirt and shorts and admired my swollen body in the mirror in just my black Under Armor compression shorts. Making good progress, I told myself. I was starving by now and decided I would join the parents a little late. So, I texted Mom and jumped in the shower. Finishing up, I slathered on a little baby oil, admired my pecs for a minute, and threw on a sleeveless shirt and cargo shorts and headed to the dining room.

I found mom and dad in the corner of the room at a large round table. Spying the one remaining empty chair and the onion rings mom had ordered for me, keeping my eyes on the floor, I plopped down and began to devour. Mom asked me how my workout was and, without looking up I said it was fine. Remember, new people - not my strong suit. Finally, she got my attention and introduced me to her client friends. Lovely, now leave me alone and let me eat. "…and this is their son, Andrew.".

It had to be a mistake. This isn't the fat geek that was portrayed to me - I thought they had left him back at the room! This guy blended in with the adults - except that he had really smooth, tan skin and a full head of wavy dark hair. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt like mine - except his was skin tight. I could see the definition of his pecs and abs through the shirt. They weren't huge, but bigger than mine and his biceps were perfect. And, his nipples poked out a little because it was cold in the room. He smiled at me and reached out his hand to shake mine. I gave him a wet fish handshake and mumbled "hey" and went back to eating my onion rings. I had never seen up close a guy with such a perfect body. Naturally I was intimidated and insecure about my own miniscule 15-year-old gains in the gym and retreated into my shell.

During the rest of this excruciating dinner I learned that Andrew was only 19 and had just finished his first year of college. He was on the soccer team, which explained the incredible body. He did have a banana split for desert. Obviously his soccer activities had kept him from being that fat kid I imagined. I wanted a banana split too, but felt so self-conscious about my body next to his that I declined and drank more water. Later, Andrew's mom suggested he and I go back to their room and play some video games since the adults were going to move to the bar for drinks. I quickly declined claiming I had a book I needed to finish reading - a complete fabrication! My silence throughout the meal had made it clear I wasn’t a social butterfly so my lame excuse met with little resistance. I quickly shuffled off to the room to watch TV.

2 hours later I finished a movie on pay-per-view that I had been wanting to see. But, the fact is I was distracted through the entire flick. I kept seeing Andrew's tanned arms and dark hair. I decided I'd turn in and got myself ready for bed. I took off my shorts and sleeveless shirt and took a quick look at myself in the mirror. That's when I noticed it… another wet spot on my underwear. It was right at the tip of my dick which lays to the right, pressed tightly up against my trimmed pubes in my light blue briefs. The spot stood out like a sore thumb. I had only seen this one other time.

It was about a month ago when I had just learned about the joy of watching porn on my phone. I had just locked myself in the bathroom and began to browse for a clip. What I selected started off with a closeup of this small framed muscular guy getting his dick sucked by this blond girl.  I was rudely interrupted by my mom who wanted me to walk down to the store and get something for her. All the way to the store and back, and walking around in the store looking for - whatever - I was thinking about that guy and his lean muscular body and his dick going in and out of that girl's mouth. It was covered in saliva and even dripping from his balls. I could only imagine what that felt like! When I got back from my errand, I quickly returned to the bathroom. I pulled off my pants and saw this huge wet spot. I inspected the inside of my underwear and quickly realized it came from the tip of my dick. It was sticky and clear and had matted into some of my pubic hair. Being hot and horny I cast aside my concerns and proceeded to jack off to that same clip. I seemed to shoot farther up my chest than normal that time, but passed it off.

So, clearly I had been aroused by something. But, again, being horny I began to search for that perfect clip to which I could stroke my dick. I quickly found a clip of a young, lean muscled college guy. He was tan and had dark hair and was already deep inside a hot, fit, red-headed girl with perfect tits. The film slowly panned up to reveal this hot red-head also had a hard dick in her mouth! She was getting it from both ends and I was flushed! More blood pumped into my dick and it seemed harder than ever and even more sensitive! I slowed my strokes, wanting to savor this a little longer. Just when I thought this flick couldn't get any hotter, the guy who's dick was in the red-head's mouth leans forward and starts licking the nipples on the guy doing the fucking! The next thing I know they're kissing on the lips, open mouthed, and with tongue! I had never seen this before and was crazy excited. I continued to stroke slowly and watch, taking in every motion of the tanned, dark haired fuck-er. The second guy was now moved around behind him and was rubbing his hard dick up and down the crack of his perfect tight muscled ass. Meanwhile, his hands were caressing the chest, arms, abs, of the tanned guy who had turned his head around taking the other guy's tongue deep in his mouth. I watched for several more minutes, stroking slowly, before I realized what I was doing… I was visualizing Andrew, from dinner, fucking this girl and ME rubbing my dick on his ass crack, feeling his muscles! Suddenly the wave came over me more intense than I've ever felt and the cum shot onto my neck with the first pulse - higher than I've ever shot - and over my shoulder and onto the pillow in the next two pulses. Fuck!! That felt so good! The rest of the pulses splattered my cum onto the middle of my stomach in amounts like I had never seen before. I was spent. I dropped my phone and just laid there for a few minutes, my dick still hard and pulsing. What had just happened? I had never been that worked up over a guy before. I tried to push the guilt aside, thinking how gay this was. I cleaned myself up and went to bed. I was so satisfied that I went right to sleep.

The next morning I immediately began replaying the scene in my mind. Already prepared with my usual morning wood, I pulled my underwear down to my knees and began to stroke my dick again. That shit had felt so good I wanted to recreate it right now! I had only jacked off morning wood a couple of other times and they usually went pretty fast. This time was no exception. Pouring out a more normal stream of cum onto my stomach, I could now focus on something else.

Since it was too soon to head back to the gym I decided to hit the pool. I put on my swim trunks with some tight black underwear underneath to help keep my boner under control when the swimsuit gets wet. I grabbed a Pop Tart, a towel, and my phone and headed out. I had always enjoyed the water slide, the splash pad, and playing Marco Polo with my vacation friends. But, this time I was going to be a bit more laid back. I'm 15 now, too old for such things. I found a lounge chair in the ideal spot to see everything going on around the pool and settled in to get a tan. Not influenced at all by Andrew's tan. Of course not - that would be silly. After a little while I got hot so I took a quick dip, swam around a little, and headed to the pool house for a cold drink. Having returned to my tanning spot, and finished my soda, I dozed off for a few minutes. I was awakened to cold water dripping on my arm, a shadow cast over my face - and a boner. I quickly grabbed my towel and pulled it up over my mid-section as if I was just drying off the water that had been dripped on my arm. I looked up to see Andrew, smiling down at me - sunglasses, tanned, perfect nipples now exposed and dripping wet, telling me I had better put on some sunblock because I was getting burnt.

I stumbled and stammered a bit and finally formed the words: "It's back at the room". He continued smiling and said "don't worry about it buddy, I've got you covered". He had already parked his towel and a small bag - which contained his sunblock - at the lounger next to me. While he was reaching for his sunblock I'm thinking - "how long was he there? Did he see my boner? My dick is only about 6 inches fully hard, but even with the underwear under my swimsuit, laying down, asleep you can still see the shape of my hard dick! Can I crawl under a rock?". He tossed the sunblock onto the lounger between my knees and said "let me know if you need help putting it on your back" and walked off to the pool house for a drink. I proceeded to apply the lotion to every area I could reach and called it good enough. I was embarrassed to ask for help with the rest.

When he returned I had composed myself and was accepting the fact I would have to interact with this guy as he's clearly moved in next to me. Not good with conversation, I said nothing still - except "thanks" as I handed the sunblock back to him. For the next hour Andrew proceeded to ramble enthusiastically about random topics: the resort, the weather, his soccer team, his family, his plans for the rest of the summer. I listened politely, nodding, saying "uh huh", answering "yes" and "no" to his polite questions about my family. After that hour he suddenly jumped up and said "hey - let's go hit the water slide!". At first I was surprised, thinking this was a kid thing and I was now too old. But, Andrew had made it sound cool and for adults with just his enthusiasm. I was beginning to feel comfortable around him and decided to go along. After all, he was making me feel really welcome and not at all younger than him by 4 years. It seemed he sincerely wanted to have a good time doing the things I had enjoyed as a kid for so many years.

We hit the water slide head first, feet first, as fast as we could one trip after another for about an hour. Occasionally, in between slides we'd swim to the other end of the pool and back, tossing a football back and forth. There were four other teenage guys in the pool for a while and we all played a game of chicken with me on Andrews shoulders. I was having so much fun with the slide and Andrew's acceptance of me that I quickly agreed to the game. For a few seconds after I climbed onto Andrew's shoulders I remembered the video from the night before. It got me consciously absorbing the sensation of his lean body on my calves and legs. A couple of the guys on shoulders we were playing with were pretty lean as well. One was super skinny and the other only well shaped - not really muscular. While frantically groping their torso's to knock them down I found myself at peace touching them and even held on extra-long once or twice to make the feeling last. None of them seemed to mind or even notice. Andrew had a good grip on my legs keeping me balanced on his shoulders, which felt awesome. A couple of times when we were knocked over, as we went under water thrashing to stay above, my leg brushed firmly down his torso, over his swim trunks where I felt his bulge. I could tell it was bigger than my 15-year-old bulge - at least is seemed that way. I was beginning to be excited about this new friendship.

That night as I crawled into bed, I immediately began thinking about the video clip from the night before. I pulled out my phone and watched it from the beginning again, starting with the tanned guy fucking the red-head, who had a dick in her mouth, on a guy who started licking the tanned guys nipples, then kissing, then groping his torso and rubbing the tanned guy's crack with his dick. This is where I exploded the previous night. I needed to see more - The second guy quickly moved back over the red-head stroking his dick and straddling her, standing with his hard dick staring straight in the face of the tanned guy. Andrew - I'm mean tanned guy continued fucking the red-head dropping her legs and grabbing the other guy's dick with one hand and his ass with the other, he put it in his mouth! I had never seen a dude suck another dude's dick! He took so much of that dick into his mouth I couldn't tell where he put it all! It was only a few seconds before the other guy was moaning he was going to cum. Andrew - I mean tanned guy, takes it out of his mouth and starts jacking him off until he shoots cum into his open mouth getting it all over his face and chest. It was at this point the intense wave plowed through my torso and groin again and I started shooting cum past my head and shoulders, onto the pillow again. I continued to spray cum onto my chest until I was spent again and laid there breathing heavy for a few minutes, dick still hard. I cleaned up, rolled over, and immediately crashed and didn't move a muscle until the morning. I was exhausted from the solo sex AND the day at the pool.

The next day started the same as the last - morning wood, quick recap of the fantasy, and a normal cum load sprayed onto my stomach. Life as a teenage boy is awesome! I headed to the pool again in silent hopes I would find Andrew there or at least that he would show up very soon. Lunchtime came and went. Four o'clock and still no Andrew. I've lounged around alone, in and out of the pool, caffeined up from drink trips to the pool house. I'm disappointed, thinking Andrew doesn't want to hang out with a kid again. I began to return to my original plan of laying low, being cool, trying not to get bummed about not having any friends here. I decided to go to the gym. I went back to the room, changed into my workout clothes and worked harder than I have for some weeks in the gym. Three normal reps became five reps. I timed my rests in between reps to maximize the burn. Two hours later I was drenched in sweat and more swollen than ever before. This felt great! I headed back to the room. On the way I got a text from mom asking me to join them in the bar for a few minutes. I'm not a show-off, but I wanted a chance for someone else to see how swollen I was! As I walked into the bar I found mom and dad with mom's client and his wife. Standing next to them wrapped in a beach towel was Andrew. Where had he been all day? I didn't ask, playing it cool, not wanting to seem too friend-like - or desperate.

Mom wanted to let me know the four of them were heading into town for dinner and I would need to fend for myself. I said fine and turned to head back to the room. Andrew's mom chimed in and said - "why don't you two have dinner together instead of eating alone?". I turned back glancing quickly at her and then at Andrew, who without hesitation said "excellent idea! I'll order pizza.". Mom fired back with "then it's settled! Our taxi is here, let's go or we'll be late for our reservation.". And, just like that, the four of them stood up and hustled to the lobby to catch their ride. I was left standing there with Andrew who was still smiling over his brainstorm. He casually said, "shall we head up to my room and figure out what kind of pizza to order?". To which I replied, "uh, I think I should go shower first - I'm pretty sweaty.". He asked "so, what do you like? I'll just order and you can come on over after you shower.". I said, "I like a combo or a meat lovers - anything is fine". He began to walk away and turning around said "oh, we're in room 3301. I'll leave the door on the latch and you can just come on in when you're finished."

I headed back to my room silently thrilled at the opportunity to spend the evening with Andrew, but also wishing he would stay in his swimsuit because I found it very soothing to look at his pecs, abs, and biceps all tanned and toned. But, that would not likely happen. I was a few steps from the door when I reached into my gym shorts pocket only to find that I had lost my room key. My mind went wild wondering what to do that wouldn't spoil the evening. I decided to just forego the shower and head straight to Andrews room. He won't mind if I'm sweaty - he's a guy. As I approached the room, I saw that Andrew had done as he said he would - the door was propped open with the latch. I pushed open the door and walked in. Their room was considerably larger than ours. Probably because it was a special arrangement paid for by mom's company and was intended to impress!

I looked around trying to identify where Andrew might be and called his name. He popped around a corner still wearing the beach towel. I told him about my dilemma and he laughed. "no problem" he said, "you can shower here. I've got some clothes you can wear!". Hesitantly, I agreed and followed him toward the bathroom on the lower level of this two-story magnificent room. The entire upstairs loft was the master suite with a giant bathroom, whirlpool tub, and walk-in shower. Downstairs were two more bedrooms, each with an equally grand bathroom. The one he directed me to had dual sinks, a huge walk-in shower with dual shower heads, a whirlpool tub and mirrors everywhere. He said "I was just about to take my shower, but why don't you go first. I'll get the pizza ordered". Still thinking slowly, hesitant to accept, but driven by a desire to spend time with Andrew, I agreed. He walked out to the living room and began to order the pizza. I timidly began peeling off my sweaty clothes. I was down to my tight, white, compression shorts and had just put my thumbs in the waistband to push them down when Andrew came back around the corner and began to tell me about his afternoon. I paused my stripping for a minute thinking - this will be a quick story and then he'll leave me to undress and shower in private. He proceeded to tell me how disappointed he was that he didn't get to come to the pool today. His dad had asked him to go to the lake with him and spend the day. He couldn't refuse, so he had spent the day on a pontoon boat out on the lake, swimming and jet-skiing. I said "that sounds like a lot of fun." to which Andrew replied "it would have been great fun if you had been there! Instead I had nobody to talk to and nobody to hang with".

I was stunned for a minute. He really wanted to spend time with me! I said "I wish I could have been there too. The day was a little boring -  I just ended up working out". To which he remarked "I can tell. Look at how huge your biceps are today compared to yesterday!". I said "thanks for noticing" almost embarrassed. He said "hey, you don't have any reason to be embarrassed - you work hard on that body. You should be happy to accept the compliments!".

"I know, you're right." I said looking down at the floor.

"Hey, you're not embarrassed to undress in front of me are you?" he asked apologetically.

"uh, no - it's OK. Um, I'm just taking my time." I stumbled.

"well we should probably get our showers taken before the pizza gets here or it'll get cold." he said matter-of-factly. "hey, this crazy shower's got two shower heads and tons of space - why don’t we just knock them out at the same time?" at which point he dropped the towel he was wearing and stood completely naked in front of me. He had been prepared to jump in the shower before I arrived and then just threw on a towel.

I tried not to look directly at his dick, but I couldn't help it. I had seen his magnificent torso - even felt it with my legs in the pool. But, I hadn't seen anything under the swimsuit - and my eyes couldn't get enough of it. I wanted to look away and try to act normal and cool. So, I jerked my head to look at something else on the floor.

"come on, don't be that way! We're just guys, I don't mind if you don't mind." he said convincingly.

In response I slowly pushed my compression shorts down to my ankles, lifting each leg out carefully so as not to fall all over myself. I tossed the shorts onto my pile of clothes and stood straight up - my dick not hard, but slightly enlarged due to this seemingly forbidden (until now) full frontal view of Andrew's dick, balls and perfectly shaped ass.

His pubes were perfectly trimmed, not shaven. His balls might have been shaven but I couldn't tell for sure. But, his dick was about twice the thickness of mine and more than 5 inches long soft. He didn't have foreskin, like I had seen some of the boys at school. It was a perfectly shaped soft dick, pleasingly larger than mine in its current chubby state.

"You take that end, and I'll take this end." he said, jumping in the massive shower and turning the water all the way to the hot. "You adjust that the way you want it".

I stepped in and put my hand under the water waiting for it to warm up while Andrew turned on the other shower head and did the same. We looked like two school boys in the locker room shower adjusting the water. Gradually, the water turned warm, then hot, and I adjusted accordingly. I stepped under the warm stream and let the water run down my slightly trembling body. I was still in shock at how surreal this all was. Andrew handed me a bottle of body soap and said "here, use all you need".

I poured some soap into my hand and set it down on the floor in the middle of the shower so that we could both access it. I began to lather my body, staying in the pits and arms area so as not to further engorge my already slightly engorged dick. Andrew continued to tell me about his afternoon at the lake and what a drag it was. I began to relax and make more regular eye contact with him as he talked. Eventually, I had to wash the lower half of my body, but I was getting more comfortable seeing Andrew naked. We both began on our lower halves about the same time. As he began washing his perfectly shaped ass, I was washing my dick and images of the porn video started flashing in my mind. Shit! I can't stop this! My dick was getting hard and Andrew was looking right at me telling me about his day. I turned around to face the wall, pretending to need to rinse when he noticed my boner.

"Hey, don't be embarrassed about a hard-on, it's natural. We're both guys, it's no big deal." he said in a slightly lower, soothing tone. I turned around, fully hard, and looked toward him to find him already stroking his massive soapy dick. Electrical pulses shot through my groin and stomach. I wanted to jack off, but just stood there, hard and speechless, staring directly at his beautiful hard dick.

Andrew stepped closer to me as the warm water ran over my body rinsing the soap that had caused my boner. He stopped about two inches from his dick touching my stomach. I swear I could feel the heat coming off it. I wanted to reach out and stroke what seemed to be 10 inches of thick beautiful dick! As if he read my mind, he took my wrist and put my hand around his dick and wrapped his hand around my hand and began to stroke up and down. His dick was so warm. It had bumps and ridges and thickness and length unlike mine! It was amazing! He pulled my hand all the way to the head and rolled the head around inside my grip. It was so big and perfectly shaped, and so hard! He moved my hand down and back up the shaft a few more times before moving it to his balls, where he cupped my hand around them, making my hand make the motion of rolling them around gently.

He then handed me the soap bottle and I lathered up my body and my boner. He turned around with me behind him and pulled my arms around his torso with my dick resting in the crack of his tight ass. I took that opportunity to explore his soapy pecs, abs, and biceps with my soapy hands while my dick slid slowly up and down is crack. Both my hands grabbed his dick from behind and I stroked the full length with both hands. His hips began to move in rhythm with my strokes. He sensed he was about to cum and pulled my hands off his dick and turned around. He positioned himself behind me, moving me under the shower to rinse the soap while reaching around, feeling my swollen pecs and biceps, and grabbing my dick.  After all the soap was off he turned me back around, kneeled down in front of me with one hand on my dick and his other hand on my ass, he put my dick in his mouth. I had never felt such a sensation before! I think he sensed this was more than I could handle - he began to thrust my entire dick into the back of his mouth and the intense waves began to rush over me. I groaned as I was cumming. He kept my dick in his mouth while I shot 10 to 12 spasms of cum into the back of his throat. He held my dick in his mouth until it stopped pulsing and convulsing. He then pulled it out making sure to lick it clean. Then he proceeded to step back, squat down to the floor, leaning against the wall and stroked his own dick until he moaned "oh fuck!" and shot 8 or 9 spasms of cum half way across the shower floor.

He stood up, walked over to me, pulling me into his embrace with his still pulsing dick pressing up against my stomach and chest. My dick was beginning to soften and was smashed into his upper thigh. I wrapped my arms around his beautiful torso and held him just as tight as he held me. After a few minutes we rinsed and dried off. Shortly after that, the doorbell rang - it was the pizza delivery. We enjoyed the rest of our evening watching a movie and eating pizza.