Published: 23 Jun 2022

At school the next day, neither boy could concentrate very well on the subject at hand. Each mentally wandered back to the pleasures of the previous night. Since the French kids had their own teachers and classroom to keep up on their studies, the kids got to mix only at lunch and gym.

The wait until lunch seemed like days. Jake could hardly sit still. His math teacher at one point asked if he had ants in his pants. Jake blushed realizing that he had a very hard cock in there that he was trying to hide. Was Mr. Schwartz referring to his hardon? Whatever, Jake forced himself to concentrate on math, and sometime before lunch his erection did subside.

Jacques was holding a place for Jake when the latter sat down with his lunch tray. They chattered away to hide their real feelings. When Jacques allowed his leg to press against Jake’s, Jake had to swallow hard to keep from grabbing him and kissing him. Boy, this kid made him hot!

That night, Jake locked his door and left his desk light burning while the two stripped for each other. Once in bed, he immediately kissed Jacques on the lips and ran his tongue against them begging for admittance. Jacques let him in and soon the American boy was teaching the French boy about French kissing.

From there, the kissing progressed to Jacques’ earlobes, neck, and chest. Jake had wanted to taste those nipples ever since this first night in Paris. Now, he went after them like a starving man. Jacques’ moans increased in volume, letting Jake know that he was doing it well.

Jacques was so hot that he would have gone for anything his host had in mind. When he felt a tongue in his bellybutton, he nearly passed out from the excitement. Then, he felt that same tongue working farther down his hairless torso. By the time Jake kissed the tip of his dripping cock, Jacques was nearly catatonic.

Jake gave a tentative lick. He found the taste of precum to his liking. He took another lick. Then he closed his lips over the throbbing phallus. Jacques blew his wad then and there. With a high pitched sound, he unleashed about twice as much cum as he had the night before. Jake rolled it around in his mouth and swallowed it. He was hooked on the taste.

After Jacques regained his strength, he decided to return the favor. He started on Jake as Jake had on him, but when he got to Jake’s favorite parts, he skipped them and licked inside of Jake’s thighs. Then he moved up and gave Jake’s hairless balls a tongue bath. By the time he reached his destination, Jake was experiencing ecstasy. He didn’t last long either. Jacques loved the feeling of the sticky offering in his mouth. He also swallowed it smacking his lips to show that he like it.

The rest of the stay went entirely too fast. There were soccer games, picnics, and other social events. Through it all, the two boys were closer than brothers. Almost every night, they experimented in giving each other pleasure. Their last night was nearly sleepless and filled with many tears. They weren’t sure how they would go on without each other.

When they said their goodbyes at the airport, they tried unsuccessfully to stay dry-eyed. Sam Martin, the class bully, saw it and made fun of them. After he picked himself up off the floor, he felt it prudent to tread very carefully around Jake Edwards for the rest of their years in school.

On the small commuter jet just leaving O’Hare, “Jock” (as Jacques now preferred to be called) was also thinking back on the past few years. Life after his experience in America had been a series of ups and downs. He hated to recall a number of them, but things would be better once he got back to Iowa. They would, wouldn’t they? He was getting jittery. He should have been there by now. By this time, he should have known what the future might bring.

Back in those years before, on a plane heading home, he had found it hard to sleep. He missed his buddy already. When, if ever, would they ever be able to see each other again?

Fortunately, both Jake and Jacques had email and were able to keep in touch. As the days lengthened into months and the month into years, they didn’t lose interest in each other. If anything, they grew closer in many ways.

That is not to suggest that they didn’t do some sexual experimentation with others. They were, after all, young, healthy, and horny.

While Jacques had no interest in having a physical relationship with a girl, Jake was curious. He knew that sex with Jacques was intense, but he also knew what other guys said about girls when they were in the locker room changing for gym.

The opportunity came at a party near the end of Jake’s sophomore year. Jennifer Dias, who hosted it, made sure to plan it when her parents were away for the weekend at the same time their nosy neighbor was gone to her daughter’s house. This gave ample opportunity for inviting all the hot guys and girls from school. Her older brother supplied the keg of beer. All was set.

Jennifer had her eyes on Jake. She wanted to lose her virginity to him in her own bed. So, after the party had been going for a couple of hours, she started making out with him. When things got hot and heavy, it was no big effort to lure the slightly intoxicated Jake up to her room.

They were both inexperienced and clumsy, but eventually they were half naked and Jake’s hard cock was trying to enter her. She was very tight. When Jake finally succeeded in mounting her, he wasn’t all that interested in continuing. She complained that it was hurting; and he was wilting. He kept seeing Jacques in his mind. Jake was frustrated. He really needed to cum. So, he took matters into his own hands and soon spewed cum on Jennifer’s stomach.

Since neither one wanted their peers to know that they didn’t actually “do the deed,” neither ever told anyone. Jen decided to start stretching herself and Jake decided that he really was only interested in guys as he had sometimes suspected. Both came out of Jen’s room wearing an enigmatic smile, so no one was the wiser.

Jake found that his popularity at school rose dramatically after the party. Other guys would punch him on the shoulder and call him stud. Girls were always buzzing around him at lunch. He was going to have to invent a girlfriend or something to keep them at bay.

When Jake emailed his French buddy about his experience, Jacques wrote back to tell of a similar one. Jacques was expected to escort girls to dances and teas. In his parents’ social circle, this was the norm. He didn’t like it, but that was how it was.

Suzette was a girl from a prominent Parisian family who would make a good match for Jacques. His parents were thrilled when she asked him to escort her to one of the many social events that spring.

Suzette assumed that every boy wanted just one thing from a girl. She wasn’t willing to give him everything, but she had no qualms about sucking him off. So, when they were alone in the garden one night, she invited him into the greenhouse where she promptly got on her knees and unzipped his pants.

Jacques did not know what to do. He loved this experience with Jake, but he really didn’t find Suzette attractive in the least. He knew that if he were to cut and run, his reputation would be ruined. Everyone would know what he was really like. So, as she began to fondle his sift penis, he focused on what Jake and he had done together. Soon, he was rising to the occasion. However, being a girl, Suzette didn’t know exactly what felt good to a boy. She raked him with her teeth a couple of times and he nearly lost his hard. Jacques slipped his hand into his shirt and began to play with his nipples as Jake had done. The image of Jake became clearer in his head. After a long time of worrying that he would not come, he managed to spew a small offering which Suzette quickly spat on the ground. Jacques was shaken by the experience and felt nearly sick. It was lucky that his father was due to pick him up in a few minutes. The rest of the time with Suzette was spent in awkward silence.

For a while, things went along pretty well and the boys expected to have a reunion the next summer. Jacques’ father inherited the family winery when Jacques’ uncle was killed in an auto crash. As the second son, Maurice Lavelle hadn’t enjoyed this level of wealth before.

The new financial position was both a blessing and a curse. There was a lot more money for things like trips to America, but there were also new social obligations and expectations. Jacques was the older son and was in line to inherit from his father.

Just as the boys were planning their time together, an unfortunate thing happened. Jacques forgot to close his email account and his younger brother, Pierre, read one of the letters from Jake. Pierre was no fool. He knew what was going on between the two guys and he ran to his father with the information.

Maurice was furious! No son of his would shame the family by loving another male. That American boy was leading his son astray. This had to stop. Jacques’ email privileges were suspended and he was sent away. Military school was the answer. Discipline would straighten Jacques out! Jacques would be made to change.

Maurice was wrong on both counts. Jacques couldn’t change his nature. In fact, the all-boys academy simply meant that there were more opportunities to see naked guys and to feel lust for them.

Back in Iowa, Jake couldn’t understand what was going on. One day he was planning to see his buddy again, and the next there was no response. After several days, Jake began to worry. He finally got his father to place an international call. Maurice informed Jake’s father that Jake was never to try to contact his son again.

Jake went into a period of depression. He knew in his mind that a popular, athletic, 16 year old shouldn’t be crying himself to sleep every night. But, his heart had other ideas. It was devastated.

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