I must have been barely 16, my father took me to Bouillon in Belgium. For those who do not know it is a pretty place in the Belgian Ardennes, a beautiful valley overlooked by a castle and a tourist village. All in a beautiful forest setting.It was a big weekend and the weather was fine, which makes the site even prettier. My father dropped me off with his friends whom I had seen only once quickly. He had to go away to see one of his lovers in Belgium who didn't want anyone but him. In short, here I am with friends, a man in his forties and his father. Noël and Charles to introduce them. They lived together in a pretty house at the top of the village with a magnificent view of the river. Since it was mostly my father who knew them, I was a bit in uncharted territory. But you know the Belgians are very friendly people who know how to relax. My father had told me that he had known each other for a while, he had met in Paris in the professional context and knowing my father I suppose that they made their exchanges in a bed lol...... However, even knowing a lot of things I was not aware but just a guess. Once left alone with them, they put me at ease quite quickly, to make myself at home etc... I could enjoy the swimming pool of the sauna of the hamam and the rest. Noël and Charles were really nice and friendly, taking care of me. It was very hot and I remember that Noel told me to make myself comfortable, and as it was sowing in shorts only I did the same. Without filter Charles who was also there told me that I was a handsome boy. I could enjoy the hammam sauna pool and the rest. Noël and Charles were really nice and friendly, taking care of me. It was very hot and I remember that Noel told me to make myself comfortable, and as it was sowing in shorts only I did the same. Without filter Charles who was also there told me that I was a handsome boy. I could enjoy the hammam sauna pool and the rest. Noël and Charles were really nice and friendly, taking care of me. It was very hot and I remember that Noel told me to make myself comfortable, and as it was sowing in shorts only I did the same. Without filter Charles who was also there told me that I was a handsome boy.At the time, almost beardless, a little effeminate, young, in fact, I had an effect. I didn't know they were gay, but since we were dating in that environment, I had a little doubt. I also noticed between the father and the son a certain complicity, glances, furtive caresses and others. I admit that it turned me on a lot, I had and still have an eye for spotting this kind of thing, let's not forget that I have always been gay and I was quite mature despite my age (for the sex I'm talking about). The little shorts were tight, another clue with the looks they were giving me. It was also matting and also our conversation turned to sex. Charles was surprised that I knew so much. At one point we were in the rattan chair of a superb veranda. Instead of each taking a seat in front of me, they sat on either side. I felt small next to them because they were adults. Their arms came up behind me, hugging me. While talking, they caressed me and complimented me on the sweetness of it. I was starting to get excited, especially as I saw the thin fabric of the puffy shorts and the nice balls showing. Charles told me then very frankly that he knew that I was "PD" and that he and his son were. So I wasn't surprised, but I pretended to be. The caresses were a little more curious and my hands went to venture on their respective packages. They me have made kisses each in their very languorous turns, nibble my ears my nipples. Always three on the chair we continued for a while like this, setting our senses on fire without going too far. In your story I'm kidding I always have the feeling of my hands on the package at the same time. One of them suggested going for a drink in the hamam. We headed to this room closed by a glass door. I lowered my shorts and compliments accompanied by caresses confirmed their contentment. Moreover, they even now without shorts showed a "happy" virility lol.... laughing I always have the feeling of my hands at the same time on the package. One of them suggested going for a drink in the hamam. We headed to this room closed by a glass door. I lowered my shorts and compliments accompanied by caresses confirmed their contentment. Moreover, they even now without shorts showed a "happy" virility lol.... laughing I always have the feeling of my hands at the same time on the package. One of them suggested going for a drink in the hamam. We headed to this room closed by a glass door. I lowered my shorts and compliments accompanied by caresses confirmed their contentment. Moreover, they even now without shorts showed a "happy" virility lol....Inside the world of steam, they hugged me to kiss me with great caresses. I felt very frail against them, like a "virgin" lol. They then laid me down on a sort of bed with a faux mattress, I believe, in the middle of the room. They caressed me copiously fingered kissed and even bit my nipples. I had more control of my senses already, my hands caressing my new friends as well. Being on the back one of the two made me lift my legs to put them around his neck and I felt his stiff cock rubbing my parting. He entered slowly but surely. He was also surprised at the ease of penetration despite my fine ass because I remember that he said in these words "it fits like butter" I would have answered that but I had the mouth occupied by an enterprising sex who, after having also hesitated to go far, sank in the bottom of the throat on the verge of suffocating me. They switched roles a moment later, still not sure who was doing what to me.It was hot and humid and I had already enjoyed the buttocks. I was in a daze and don't remember all the impressions I had so excuse the lack of precision. I think they must ...

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