("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2005. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Speed Trip in Germany by Melissa (sweetlissy2001@yahoo.co.uk) *** 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) *** 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 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 34