By brhmsj
Copyright 2025 by brhmsj, all rights reserved
[3,347 words]
* * * * *Travels With My Aunt, 5
New Experiences
As
I lingered in the shower I thought about what my first couple of days
here had been like. What was foremost on my mind was that I was having
new sexual experiences. First sexual experiences really, other than a
few times of slightly embarrassed mutual masturbation with a friend.
Louis had taken an intimacy which under just about any other
circumstances I would have thought quite out of line. Yet I had easily
accepted it. And liked it.
Along with Louis’s attention to my
erection, I had no question in my mind that Rejean was making quiet
advances, no doubt sexual. Again, I didn’t mind; in fact I rather
enjoyed it. I’d never felt any sexual curiosity toward other guys yet
here I was enjoying it. I also was enjoying the sight of so many naked
women, especially Louisa. I let out an involuntary gasp as I realized
that I’d happily crawl into bed with both her and her brother.
Separately, I thought with a smile.
All this made me hard again which provided a good excuse for taking longer in the shower as I waited to go soft.
Today it was Louis who took me to the beach. “To keep working on your
tan,” he said. He waited until we were at the beach, with an umbrella
set up, to cover me with sunscreen. We were under the umbrella but that
did not keep the process from being quite public. He took more time on
the sensitive spots than Rejean had and it took a real force of will
not to get fully erect. As with the day before, I had my two fifteen
minute sessions.
Louis stayed with me the whole time. I swam
from where we were rather than exploring the boys’ beach. When we
walked back to the hotel we went by the Beliveau cottage. Only Louisa
was missing from the family group on the veranda.
“Let’s get a
look at you,” Madame said. Another request that expected obedience but
I was happy to comply. After looking me over and having me turn around
she said “your tan is beginning. Keep doing what you’re doing and by
the weekend you will have a fine and handsome tan.” I blushed at the
compliment.
“Be here at eleven and we’ll go to the disco
again,” Rejean said. Dinner was on my own it seemed. That was fine.
“Remember, you owe me some dancing,” he added. I stuttered an
affirmative.
“See ya laytah,” Rejean said, imitating an
American accent. It was pretty good and everyone laughed. With that
Louis and I returned to the hotel.
“You should rest before
dinner,” Louis said. “Lying in the sun can be tiring and you did quite
a bit of swimming. You’re a good swimmer.”
“Thank you.” He was right, I did need a rest and did nap.
Dinner was in the bistro and I enjoyed the informal atmosphere, along
with not being formally dressed. Promptly at eleven o’clock I was at
the Beliveau cottage.
“A boy who does what he’s told,” Madame said with a smile. She was warm, but an imperious side to her personality was clear.
Rejean admonished his mother in French. I didn’t catch much but had no
doubt as to what he was doing. “He’s a good boy,” his mother replied in
English.
“Ready for the disco?” Rejean asked. I said I was and
we set off. Once again the place was jammed. “Would you like a cold
drink?” he asked me when we arrived. I did.
The desire for a
cold drink was sincere but it also would delay going to the dance floor
to dance with another boy. I’d never done that and now the first time
would have me fully nude, too. I saw no problem with it really, but I
knew I’d be self-conscious.
When glasses were empty Rejean said “eh bien, allons y”
and took my hand in a way that told me it was natural for him to do it.
Soon we were in the midst of the jiving bodies, men and women dancing
together, women dancing together, and guys dancing together. Quickly it
felt fine and, as I had before, I gave no thought to my naked condition.
We danced for quite a while. Eventually Rejean called for a break for
another drink. I’d had wine at dinner and our drinks here did have
alcohol so I was beginning to feel rather mellow. I didn’t think we’d
have the energy for more dancing but when the drinks were done we were
back on the dance floor. Not for as long this time.
“We’re
tired,” Rejean yelled over the music. I nodded. He took my hand again
and led me out to the street. “Did you have a good time?”
“Very! I’ve never danced with a guy and dancing naked still is a new experience.”
“But you liked it.” I said I had. Which was true. As the evening had
gone on I was finding myself more drawn to Rejean and he showed signs
of being quite focused on me.
When we got to the cottage Louis
was waiting. Rejean spoke to him in French. This I understood as he
told Louis to return to our suite. “You stay here tonight,” he told me
in English as Louis was leaving. I gaped at him in surprise. This was
totally unexpected. I was finding Rejean more and more attractive but
was I ready for sex with him? I was sure that was his intention.
“We’re covered in sweat,” Rejean said when Louis was gone. “We need a
shower before bed.” Before I could respond he had taken my hand again
and was leading me upstairs. His bedroom was welcoming and had an en suite
bathroom. I assumed every bedroom did in this house which I could now
tell was a lot larger than I thought. We weren’t under the water long
but it did feel good. We washed each other, another new thing for me
but it didn’t seem odd. We both got hard but I didn’t feel embarrassed.
Rejean had a lovely erection, I thought.
Dried off we went
back to the bedroom and Rejean’s king size bed. “Make yourself
comfortable,” he said. One side table showed signs of regular use so I
assumed that was his side of the bed and went to the other side. After
a moment he followed.
Once in bed with me Rejean slid toward
me and put an arm around me. “Have you ever made love to a man?” he
asked in close to a whisper.
For a moment I was at a loss for
words. “Ah, well, I’ve never made love to anyone,” I admitted. I could
feel my face heat up as I blushed.
“Just relax and enjoy.” The
rest was a haze of pleasure I’d never imagined. I orgasmed at least
twice and I know that I brought Rejean to at least one climax. He was
gentle and caring, leading me expertly.
The next thing I knew was Rejean kissing me awake. “You learn quickly,” he said after greeting me.
“You’re a good teacher,” I told him. We lay in bed for quite a while
just enjoying each other’s presence. Eventually there was an imperious
knock on the bedroom door and his mother announcing that we’d best get
up right away and have breakfast. So, the family knew that I had stayed
over. That was embarrassing but there was no way of hiding it, in any
case.
Breakfast consisted of an impressive spread. “Good morning, mes petits,” Madame said with a broad grin. I stuttered a bonjour.
I felt rather conspicuous after what had gone on in Rejean’s bedroom.
No one acted as if anything unusual had happened. Gradually I did
manage to relax.
After breakfast I thanked the family all of
whom, including Marcel, gave me a familial kiss on the lips rather than
air kisses. With that I took my leave and walked back to the hotel.
Louis was in the lobby.
“Did you have a pleasant night?” he asked, with no indication that he knew what had gone on.
“Very,” I answered, now with a big grin. It had been good and I had no regrets.
Back in the suite the phone rang after we’d been back for about ten minutes. Louis answered with the French “allo oui, spoke a few words then handed the phone to me. “William wants to speak with you.”
After greetings William said “we want to have lunch with you. There’s a
place near the water that has a clothing optional deck so you don’t
need to put on clothes.” After I got over being startled at the
invitation I agreed to join them. William told me where and when.
There were a couple of hours until the lunch date and I needed to relax
after my eventful night. I didn’t fall asleep but did have a pleasant
hour or so reflecting on all that had happened. I did not feel that I
was falling in love with Rejean. Maybe he was what a friend with
benefits was all about. The benefits certainly were good.
Rested, I put on my hat and sandals and went to meet William and
Alastair. I was eager to have some social time with new people and
based on one short meeting, these two were appealing. I was curious as
to what their relationship was, too. When I reached the restaurant the
host showed me to the table where the two friends already were seated.
He hadn’t given me a chance to announce myself. My reputation was
preceding me everywhere.
William and Alastair stood in
greeting and we shook hands. “I hope you don’t mind,” Alastair said,
“we wanted to have you to ourselves for a while.” I knew I blushed.
“It’s fine,” I answered. “It’s good to widen my circle of
acquaintances.” We sat. A quick glance told me that yet again there was
no menu. Almost immediately aperitifs and appetizers were brought to
the table. The waiter was the most attractive I’d seen so far.
Unashamedly we checked out each other. Things were changing in my life
it seemed.
“I admit to curiosity about you,” William said as
he started in on the food and drink. “I’ve known your aunt for a couple
of years but you’re the first of her family members we’ve met. What is
life like living with her? It must be interesting, to say the least.”
“Well, she’s always been a favorite person but I’d never spent a lot of
time with her until now. I’d never been anywhere that nudity was
expected and now I’m in my third week. I can’t say it’s been
overwhelming but it is new.”
The two laughed. “You get to like
it,” Alastair said. I noticed that he said “like it” as opposed to “get
used to it.” I definitely was getting used to it but not quite sure yet
about liking it.
“When does she join us?” William asked.
“Sunday or Monday. Whenever she finishes her business here in France.
I’ve never seen her naked so that is going to be a new one!”
“Oh you’ll like what you see,” William assured me.
It proved to be a long lunch. We shared life stories and I enjoyed
getting to know them. They were friends at home, having known each
other since early childhood. They’d been coming to the Cap with their
families for about five years now.
At one point Alastair said “in case you’re wondering, we’re not lovers.”
“Just good friends with good benefits,” Willliam added. I know my eyes
widened at hearing that. “We understand that you had a night with
Rejean. You should be honored.”
I blushed yet again. “I guess I am. I’m still learning about life here so don’t know yet about these things.”
“Well we hope you’ll join us sometime,” Alastair added. The blush didn’t fade quickly.
By the time lunch was done I felt that we were fast friends. In fact, I
felt closer to them than I did so far with Rejean and Louisa.
“You can join us at the beach if you want. We know you need to work on
your tan,” William said when lunch was done. “It’s coming along
nicely.” I said I was glad to join them. We went directly from the
restaurant to the boys’ beach. They had their own umbrella and spot
with a duffle bag filled with towels, sunscreen, and other beach
accoutrements.
As soon as the umbrella was up Alastair said
“let’s get you lathered up.” Before I could respond he was in front of
me, William in back, both liberally applying sunscreen to me from top
to bottom. Unlike the Beliveaus, they made sure to get me hard. “Helps
to fully apply the sunscreen,” Alastair said with a smile. I managed
not to shoot which was a relief.
Next they took care of each
other, then we spread towels in the sun, and got comfortable. “You can
do twenty minutes per side now,” William told me as we got settled.
While we worked on our tans various friends of the two Englishmen
stopped by. One guy was not subtle about ogling me which was both
flattering and annoying. So far in life I’d never been a sex object. As
far as I knew, that is.
When the forty minutes were up and we
were back under the umbrella I could tell that the tan really was
coming. “Let’s hit the water,” Alastair said and we ran down the beach
and into the Mediterranean. These two weren’t as playful as Rejean but
we had fun splashing each other. Both guys grabbed my cock a few times
and I returned the compliment when I could.
Feeling a bit
waterlogged we headed back to the umbrella. It was four o’clock and I
said “thanks guys, this has been a great day but I really need to get
back to my room for a while.”
“Will we see you later tonight?”
“It really depends on how I feel. Don’t be insulted if I stay in.” I
did feel tired and the idea of just reading a book all evening was
enticing.
Back in my room I didn’t nap but definitely did
relax. There was no sign of Louis which seemed odd. The result of that
was that I ate alone in the bistro which was fine. The waiter I’d had
before took care of me and showed every sign of being glad to have me
to himself.
After dinner I returned to the suite. I lay back
on the bed with a book. The next thing I knew it was morning. I had
slept alone for the first time since my arrival. As much as I had
enjoyed company in bed I was happy to wake up alone. No doubt I’d share
a bed again with somebody, maybe even tonight.
I called room
service and requested breakfast. The same waiter soon knocked on the
door and another sumptuous breakfast was served. He was pleased to see
that I was alone and made no effort to depart quickly. We chatted for a
bit then he said he should leave. I felt it polite to stand as he was
leaving. He took advantage of that and wrapped me in a hug, one hand
exploring my butt. I started to get hard and could feel him doing the
same.
After he released me he said “I’ll see you soon,” and was off.
By now I was settled into a routine. Louis returned that morning and
resumed his services though did not sleep with me again. I was in the
company of Rejean, Louisa, William, and Alastair most of the time, in
various combinations.
During one of my times working on my tan
I was with only Louisa. Friends of hers came and went and I met quite a
few of the female population of the Cap. Most of them made comments to
Louisa in French but it was obvious I was the subject. “You could have
your choice of the ladies,” Louisa remarked when we were alone for a
while.
“Including you?” I asked, feeling bold. Our friendship seemed solid enough by now.
“Mais oui,”
she replied with a big grin. We both laughed and left it at that. I
suspected that something would go on with her before Jenny and I went
home.
That night I had dinner with William and Alastair at the
outdoor bistro. They did not want to put on clothes if they could avoid
it. By now I didn’t care. I was naked and that was that.
“When does your aunt arrive?” William asked at one point.
“Sunday or Monday. Whenever her meetings are done.” This was the second time they asked, apparently eager for her arrival.
“Do you have any idea what she does?”
“None and I don’t think she wants to share that information with me.
Whatever it is, it includes a lavish lifestyle.” The guys laughed.
“That she has,” Alastair agreed. Of everyone at the resort, apparently
I knew the least about my aunt. She had been mentioned often. Some
people sounded respectful, others proclaimed having fun, if not
raucous, times with her. I had a lot to learn!
Wialliam and
Alastair had no intention of letting me go after dinner. They took me
to a quiet outdoor pub where we had drinks. I’d had plenty of wine at
dinner. Soon I felt a bit lightheaded. I was enjoying it!
By
eleven o’clock we were at the disco. Rejean was there with a stunning
man who appeared to be a bit older than all of us, perhaps in his
twenties. Rejean introduced me to him. His name was Henri. From the
looks he gave me I guessed that I’d been approved. I did wonder just
who he was. After a brief chat with us Rejean led Henri to the dance
floor and that was the last I saw of them that night.
William
and Alastair pulled me onto the dance floor for three-way dancing,
another new experience for me. I was not surprised to end up in their
hotel, a king size bed plenty big for three. Sex with these two was
different from sex with Rejean but no less exciting. Again things were
a haze and I had no idea how many times any of us climaxed. It was late
in the morning when we woke up.
“You’re fun,” Alastair said as we were coming to.
“Thanks. You guys are, too.” They called for room service rather than
go out for breakfast. Perhaps the best part was the Bloody Marys which
I certainly needed.
During breakfast my cell phone rang. It was Jenny. I was delighted to hear from her.
“Having a good time, darling?” she asked before I could say more than
“hello.” I told her that I was having a very good time, beyond my
expectations. “You can tell me all about it and who has bedded you when
I get there tomorrow afternoon.”
Her assumption that I was
having sexual adventures had me tongue-tied for a moment. “Ah, yeah,
I’ll have stories for you,” I finally managed to say. With a breezy
“good bye” she hung up.
“That was Jenny. She’ll be here
tomorrow.” Both boys were delighted at that news. Alastair was quite
eager to see Jenny together with a family member. We chatted for quite
a while, like long-time friends. I felt very close to them when I
returned to my hotel.
For the moment, Louis was not there and
I had the suite to myself, which felt good. I needed some time to
myself to think about Aunt Jenny’s arrival. I was eager to see her, no
question of that, but the reality of never having seen her naked hit me
again. Could it really be any stranger than anything else I’d
experienced over the last three weeks? I’d know soon.