An Awesome Summer

Note: I'm retelling events that actually happened a few years ago and most of it is true. However I changed names and a few other things to make the story more entertaining but all characters, feelings and events are real...

***Summer, here we come***

The school bells rang. Even the century old bells in our dome were echoing in the alpine valley. There was an exciting buzz in all the hallways and classrooms. People were stoked. Summer was here.

When I was 15, my parents had shipped me off to a fancy all-boys boarding school way in the Swiss Alps. "There are too many temptation in the city, you'll do better here," was their argument. I didn't mind. Better be 3 hours away from them than having them lord over me. I loved them but they were a bit much.

3 years later I was convinced that it was their best decision. I had inseparable friends, a great education and a permanent place in one of the best soccer teams. It had been great so far.

"Yo, dude, I'm so looking forward to your birthday party." Carlo said to me while we were making our way back to our rooms. He was one of my many friends and a great center forward. We clicked.

"Yeah, man, it'll be epic. I can't wait to introduce you to all my local friends." My 18th birthday was just one week away and my parents allowed me to host a party at home. To kick off the summer, so to speak.

After saying goodbye to like a 100 or so students, I grabbed my bags and went to the parking lot to meet my sister. She was excited to pick me up. I'm sure partly because she wanted to check out some seniors. She is 3 years older than me, lives with her boyfriend in the city and works at some bank. She is cool... now. Growing up, she was a pain in the ass.

"Brother!! You're free, at last!" She exclaimed throwing her hands in the air. She was convinced that my parents sent me to the gulag. That all these jesuits were cracking the whip and kept us under lock and key. Probably molesting us. As much as I tried to convince her that it was a very progressive school devoid of hatred and prejudice, she felt like she needed to rescue me.

"Sister! Thanks for picking me up. How is David?" Her boyfriend was cool too. They had a nice thing going.

"We're good...Come, let's get out of here before they lock you back up," she grabbed my things and looked me up and down and said, "when did you get all hot and sexy?"

I blushed a bit and answered, "Punishment makes you stronger. But, thanks, I guess."

"You look different and you move with a swagger, like you're an adult or something." She continued. "Wait... you got laid... oh boy... you got some, right?"

Again I blushed. But I smiled at her. "None of your business, sister," I wasn't about to talk about my sex life with her. "Let's go!"

As we drove off, she repeatedly honked the horn, yelling, "You never going to break my brother!"

...

After dropping me off at home, my sister gave me a peck on my cheek and quickly left, "I'll see you for your birthday, welcome to freedom."

I was giddy. This was going to be a good summer.

...

The next few days were busy.

Reconnecting with local friends and trying to get together with my pals from school.

Oh... and of course, spending the obligatory few days with my parents. After all, they haven't really seen me since Christmas.

I was on their good side (for once). Grades were pretty good. As far as they knew, I staid out of trouble, I killed it in soccer (not that they cared) and mom was proud because I looked happy, confident and in-shape. They were cool.

3 days later, after my actual birthday where my dad gave me an expensive watch and my sister (on the down low") gave me some condoms (... "with a body like yours you better be safe"), my parents packed their bags and were about to leave for their vacation. I was going to be a free man very soon.

"Now Ellie, mon cher, make good decisions while we're gone. Okay, mon amour." My mom started to called me 'Ellie', even though I told her that it sounded like I was a girl. "Oh, don't be so silly, in French, it isn't." My mom is French, obviously, and it is true that it's a common nickname for boys with the name Elias. "All your friends call you Ellie," which was true thanks to her. "And even your girlfriend, you know, the one that hung desperately on your neck after the final, called you Ellie too... 'oh, Ellie, I'm sooo excited for you', 'Ellie, come here'" She made a silly coy voice mimicking the girl. "I can only imagine how you two celebrated your win... what was her name again?"

I turned dark-red. My mom loooved teasing me. Especially about my butting sexual development. She's French - what can I say.

"Nicky," I told her, "and she wasn't my girlfriend." But we did have some kinky sex that night. Of course, I would never tell my mom that part.

My mom wasn't done, "oh, that reminds me, there is a box of condoms on your desk... use them!" She laughed and gave me a sweet peck on my forehead.

"With boys too..."

"Mom! What the fuck? Why do you always think that I'm interested in boys!" It was true, she always teased me saying that I had crushes on so and so boy. It made me uncomfortable.

"Ellie! my dear!" She put both palms on my cheeks, looked deep into my eyes, smiled and said, "go have fun this summer - life is magical and full of surprises. Don't let society put you in a box. We'll see you in August... Oh, and sunscreen!" She gave me a big hug, "A bientôt, mon cherie", another kiss and she joined my dad at the door.

He just smiled, winked at me and said, "Have fun. And be careful with drugs and alcohol... And when the time comes, use lube". Oh, they just laughed, climbed into the car, waved and took off.

I just stood there, mouth wide open, embarrassed and kind-of in shock.

How the hell did they read me so well. I knew they were supper-supportive of any lifestyle, race, gender and all. Her version of 'sex ed' was all about consent, make the partner feel good and embracing curiosity. But, damn, they basically pushed me to have sex. With boys! Condom and lube, no less.

Fucking hell!

Even though I wasn't internalizing any homophobia... at all (quite the contrary)... admitting my very real sexual attraction to men to my parents - or to my best friends - was kin-of scary.

Anyway. I went upstairs, out on the terrace, rolled a fat joint, stripped and settled on a lounge chair basking in the sun, free, happy and naked.

As I was dosing off I was looking forward to seeing my friends. This summer was going to be epic.

The weed and the open suggestions from my mom had me more than a little excited. As I was picturing myself in various scenarios of sexual encounters, I was 18 after all, the thoughts of actually going through with my very real same-sex phantasies, made my dick spring to life. I loved being naked and letting my dick feel the things I was imagining.

...

"You better put some lotion on, big guy!"

I nearly fell off the chair.

"Zoé! What the fuck! How did you get up here?" I was trying to cover my half-erection while I was getting up.

"Don't bother, Ellie - I have seen you naked since we were kids. Can I join you?" She walked up to me, hugged me fiercely - I'm sure she felt my dick pocking her belly - and said, "I missed you!"

Zoé and I grew up together. We were neighbors all our lives and our parents were super close. Although we never dated, we definitely helped each other discover the differences between boys and girls. One time, as kids, her parents caught us playing doctors and had to have a long conversation about boundaries.

She was, by far, my very best friend, soulmate and protector.

Nonchalantly, she started peeling her clothes off while she told me that she had called my mom a few days ago and was told to come visit.

"So here I am," standing stark naked, arms wide. Smiling.

"You look amazing, Zoé," now standing right in front of her not caring that I had a half-hard dick hanging for all to see, I put my hands on my hips and unapologetically checked her out. "Definitely not the little girl anymore. So sexy!" I pointed to her public area and teased, "is a full bush the new trend?"

"I know, it's a bit much, right?" She commented looking down at herself and tussling her hair. "You look good too, sweetie. Too bad we are best friends because... ", she focused on my dick and said in surprise, "Jesus! You're huge! When the fuck did that happen?"

I swung my dick side to side making a slapping noise on my hips and said, "care to be my doctor again," laughing hysterically. That made her laugh too and followed up with swinging her shoulders so hard that her ample breasts were clapping.

Spotting the spent blunt she ordered, "You better roll a joint for us, brother, and tell me all about your year at boarding school."

We sat down facing each other while I was working and chatted about all the things that happened while I was gone. It was good to see her again.

I lit up, took a toke and handed the blunt to Zoé.

"With all of this going on", she waved a hand at my body, "I bet you still got laid, even though you lived in an all-boys school, eh?" She inhaled while I nodded.

"It's a bit more tricky, but I can't complain," I answered, "you should come visit. I could sneak you into our communal showers so you can see at once more dick than you can imagine." She started coughing like crazy and we almost doubled over from laughter.

"You never can have enough dick, right Ellie?" She looked at me with a wicked smirk.

What the fuck, her too!

My face felt hot!

"You're blushing!"

Fuck!

We got all quiet and serious.

"Elias! Speak to me... " she studied me with open but warm eyes.

"Why is everybody thinking I am into boys? First, my mom more or less told me to use condoms that SHE bought when I have sex with girls AND BOYS and now you are insinuating that I'm into boys too. Where does that come from?"

"Ellie.... Sweet Ellie, I don't know... why are you upset?"

"I'm actually not even upset, just stunned."

"Well, are you... you know... I mean, it wouldn't matter, bro."

"You mean, am I gay? No, I like girls too much and would never want to give that up... but..." I looked up at her half smiling half terrified. I knew I could never lie to her.

"But what?... " she always had this disarming way of making anybody strangely at easy... "you get really hard when you think of a nice juice cock." Zoé was insufferable. But I also liked that we always had this dynamic of being brutally direct. "... and all you want is to wrap your hands and lips around it, right?"

"Fuck... " to my horror, my dick was solid steel now. Seeing it, I had to chuckle because it was kind of funny that her just saying these words had such an impact. Zoé saw it too and chuckled, "Damn, it never lies, does it?"

"No... " I resigned, "it never does..." I sighed.

And with that, we both howled in laughter. To my defense, it was really good weed. But honestly, our relationship always had been that easy, honest and real. And the fact that my dick literally just outed me in some way was hilarious, so I waved off all pretense.

"Is that bad?" I asked.

"No, dummy, it's actually super exciting. This is going to be a great summer, Ellie. Let's make a promise to each other..." Zoé always had crazy ideas. "Let us help each other discover just how much we both like pussy and dick!!"

With a knot in my stomach and a tingling in my balls I looked at her, "Deal!" I agreed.

"...Wait, what?" When I fully processed what she just said, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Did you just say you want to discover cock AND pussy too?" Oh that was definitely going to be an interesting summer.

"Well... yeah. I was actually coming over to tell you about my latest conquest but then I got sidetracked by THIS glorious beauty," she was actually slapping my fully engorged cock. "Jesus! How big is it anyway, and don't tell me you have never measured it."

"Hold on, girl! Tell me about your latest conquest." I wanted to know.

"Oh, yeah... I'm so high. Damn! So, do you remember in middle school a Latina named Alexa?" She was still looking at my dick.

"Hey, eyes up here... yeah, I remember her. She was kind of short and a bit chubby, kind of quiet, right?"

"Yes, her. Well, she is none of that anymore, now she's tall, curvy and very outgoing. Super hot. I ran into her in the city last February. We ended up spending the afternoon together catching up and drinking. You should bring her to your birthday party. She is cool." Zoé finally looked up at me.

"Yeah, and...?" I wanted her to get to the conquest' part.

"Erm... she invited me to her place for another drink and all of sudden we were making out. Clothes came off. It was amazing. I ended up spending the night. I'm going to see her tomorrow."

"You made out with a girl? What exactly did you guys do?" I wanted details.

"A good girl never tells, didn't your mom teach you that?"

"Wow, Zoé! You are full of great surprises. I mean, did you know that you were into girls?... that's so hot!." I laid back down on the lounge chair processing with my hard dick hovering over my belly button, picturing her... well... eating pussy.

Zoé came over and pushed me slightly with her hip so she could sit next to me. "Until that afternoon, I honestly never even thought about it... but it was such a thrilling experience." She placed a hand on my chest and asked, "How about you? Is this something new?"

"I don't think so. If I'm being honest, I would guess it's been some time. But I knew for sure when I walked into the showers one day and saw one of my friends jacking off. I immediately got hard and all I wanted was to touch his dick. I was hornier then I had ever been and was actually considering to drop on my knees right then and there as I watched him cum. Fuck, I can still picture it like it was yesterday." I looked up at her not even embarrassed. It was liberating to openly talk about it.

"Wow, that's so hot, Ellie. I'm obsessed with gay porn!" She looked down at my rod again - now actually slightly moving to my heartbeat.

"How big?"

"Oh, come on! Size doesn't matter, remember? Why do you need to know?" I looked at her and we smiled.

"Oh it does matter, you'll find out soon enough." She winked at me. "The reason I want to know is because when I talk about you to other people I want them to know just how big my best friend is. You know, like: You have to meet my best friend Ellie, his 6 foot 2, slim but muscular, gentle and strong AND he has a 'blank' inch dick. That's why?"

"And why do you think they want to know?" I was intrigued.

Zoé huffed in fake frustration and said, "Because, remember our promise! I'm going to help you get as much pussy AND ESPECIALLY cock you can handle this summer and everybody likes a big dick." As she said that my dick jumped visibly and some precum dropped on my belly. Her eyes went wide.

"Oh someone is excited!" She basically screamed for all the neighbors to hear.

"Shush! Okay, okay. 20 centimeters, there!" I relented.

"Damn! They'll be pining for you, I promise! I already have the perfect boy for you." Zoé was on a mission.

"Oh do you now? Who might that boy be?" I teased and was interested in learning more but I already knew she would not give up anything. But I was definitely excited.

"And what kind of description would you want me to use for your gorgeousness? Other than funny, smart, with the most beautiful eyes, luscious lips, a body so sexy it almost drips and wickedly adventurous..." I made her blush. FINALLY! "... with a sexy amazonian bush!" I snickered.

"Yeah, about that... don't say that! But tell them about my perky tits and my insatiable desire for sex... and besides you could use a trim yourself," and started pulling on my blond pubic hair.

"Ouch! Stop that," but I reached between her legs and grabbed her bush. We were pubic-hair-wrestling and slapping each other. She was strong and me laying on my back gave her the advantage. She swung a leg around and ended up sitting on my chest, her labia smushed on my sternum. She pinned my arms above my head, her tits swinging inches away from my face and warned me, "Watch it, stud!"

"Your tits ARE really nice,too bad..." I stopped myself.

I looked down at her crotch and said, "you are all wet, darling..."

"You know, it doesn't lie either... Like your dick," she reached behind her and gave me a quick squeeze. "Thick too!... and leaking... with anybody else this would be the moment I would want to fuck!" But she got up and took a sip from my water bottle.

She giggled at me and remarked, "I just left a mark on your chest."

Looking down at herself, she asked, "Do you like my full bush?"

I looked at her, drinking in the absolutely sexy body and told her, "You're always going to be the sexiest thing and I really have to restrain myself not to... Anyway, you do you, girl."

"I need a shower," I said and got up too and went to the outdoor shower on the side of the terrace.

"I'll be right back," Zoé said over her shoulder and ran into the house while I turned on the water.

The water helped cool me down both physically and mentally. It felt great. My dick slowly went down too. As I open my eyes, Zoé stood in front of me holding my razor and shaving cream in one hand and my trimmer in the other.

"To celebrate our beginning of an awesome summer, let's shave everything off." She handed me the trimmer and said, "me first, but be careful."

"You are crazy, woman!" I said but took the buzzer and plopped down on my knees. She literally could make me do anything.

I tried to be as 'clinical' as possible, but Jesus, as an 18 year old boy, this was not 'normal'. Anyway, I prevailed. In no time, her bush was gone leaving behind a heap of curly hair on the shower floor. It definitely was sensual and exciting even though I would never actually do anything with her. She was my best friend.

Her exposed labia was beautiful. I could see every fold, even her clit.

She handed me the razor and applied a good amount of shaving cream all over her pubic area. "I trust you, Ellie, with all my life." She stretched her skin and I nervously started gliding the blade from her pubic bone all the way down over her taint. Over and over until she was totally bald. I stood up proud and let her go under the water to clean off.

"Now, that is fucking sexy as hell, Zoé. I'm sure Alexa will love it."

"God, that feels sooo good. I'm incredibly horny now. Fuck!!" She said. "My turn".

"Wait, me too?" I was more than a little surprised and instinctively covered my privates.

"You'll love it," she said as she swatted away my hands and turned on the trimmer.

While she started buzzing all around my junk, Zoé, without any hesitation, pushed my shaft in all directions away from the trimmer.

"Ok, hold this up like that," she pushed my dick way up and I held it there. Ever so gently, she removed all hair from my sack and taint. Then proceeded to apply cream and started the shaving. Everywhere. I mean I was smooth like a porn star.

"Turn around," she commanded and swiveled me so I faced the wall. "Ok, sexy, lean forward and stick out your butt."

I planted my hands on the wall and did as I was told. "Jesus, Ellie, your buns are fucking hot!!"

She shaved my cheeks and even my crack. Nobody ever was back there and it was an oddly exciting experience.

She slapped my ass and said, "all done!" She stood back up and let me wash up any residue. "How does it feel?"

"Amazing! So sensitive. I feel the breeze. And my dick looks bigger!" My whole pubic area was tingling in the most sensual way. It added a sense of vulnerability, a glimmer of submissiveness.

After toweling off, we applied some lotion and looked at each other with the biggest grin on our faces.