A month ago my life has completely changed. I finally have an apartment for me in Paris. No more living with my parents in the suburbs. Certainly a pleasant suburb, but far from everything.
Finally, when I say an apartment for me... It's rather an apartment that I share with Nils, my Dutch cousin. His parents accepted that he joins a college in France. With the promise that I, Matteo, who is 2 years older than him, will keep an eye on him. And in fact I take care of him as if he were my little bro.
"Damn, Matt, I can't find my speedo anymore ...didn't you see it?"
"No. Many times I've seen it on the floor in your room in the middle of your mess!"
"It sucks! I have to be at the pool in 30 minutes for practice. Can I borrow one of yours, please Matt?!"
"OK, but you don't take my newest... And, above all, you'll make it clean for me, huh!"
"You saved my life: I'll make it up to you! See you tonight!" He is adding with a big smile, "Let's just hope that all my equipment will fit into it!"
"Ciao, bello!"
It's true that Nils is a handsome dude. Like me, he has a Dutch mother (our mothers -- Tina for his and Lisa for mine, are twins); but his father (Sven) is Danish. The mix makes he looks like a young Viking god. He has beautiful blue eyes. He is really really blond, with beautiful mid-length hair.
We are really the opposite, since my father (Antonio) is Italian/Sicilian: I am very dark, with skin that browns very quickly in the sun (so a lot of jokes in the locker rooms at the swimming pool about my buttocks all white after the summer!) I have fairly developed body hair that I had to learn to tame: a competitive swimmer must have the smoothest possible body to slide faster in the water. But in order not to be queer, I take care to keep the hairs that are hidden in my swimsuit. (Around my penis, I still clear a little: it looks bigger and the girls prefer!).
However, regarding the body, we are quite similar. 6' and 1 or 2'' and quite muscular (175 lbs for him, 5 to 10 more for me). He has been playing handball for many years. And last year, Nils joined the prestigious Amsterdam team, with 3 training sessions a week which have developed him well: at 19, he is now a handsome athlete, with broad shoulders, muscular arms and rather massive thighs.
My passion has become since I entered college 3 years ago, water polo. It's really a complete sport, which I arrived at somewhat by chance, after many years of swimming (to the point of having almost been selected to join the French team! I'm quite proud of it...). The water polo team I joined practices on Tuesday evenings at 8 p.m., just after my swimming club has finished its own training: that's how I met them.
Swimming had developed my body well, shoulders, pecs, abs, arms, legs. Finally, every part of it... I shouldn't forget the ass because it's one of my strengths with girls (round and muscular, it's quite successful at university; especially since I choose pants that show it off!)
Totally focused on my civil engineering classes and the one for which I have an exam tomorrow ("evolution of bridges construction from the 15th century to today"), I'm surprised that Nils is already back!
"Well yeah, I left 2 hours ago already. I'm back, terribly hungry! What do you want me to cook for you tonight? Lasagna? Baked fish? What?"
"Take it easy Nils! Why not ordering pizza?"
"OK! I will take a "godfather" for me. For you, Matt, is it still the "Neapolitan"?"
"Yeah man! You know my dad comes from nearby! Before they get delivered I have time to take a shower..."
Our apartment is not very big. We each have our own bedroom, essentially with a bed, a wardrobe and a desk. The living room is not large and is open to our small kitchen. The bathroom is relatively spacious, with a fairly large shower. Only big problem: the CMV doesn't work well; so to avoid fogging and humidity, the door must be left open at all times...
By dint of frequenting men's locker rooms, I am not particularly modest. Nils even less. It is undoubtedly linked to the very liberal education given to him by his parents: he and his 2 younger brothers had this chance.
My father always advocated a stricter upbringing. My older sister and I didn't always appreciate the restraints it gave. Besides, my mother always insisted that I should enjoy more freedom by spending a few weeks every summer with her sister in Amsterdam. Thanks Mom!
Thanks to that, I speak a little Dutch and, the last 2 or 3 summers, I had a huge success with my female colleagues in the company where I work in the summer growing tulips... These girls are so delighted to come across a guy with a dark complexion and well-filled shorts both in front and behind (same as for the pants, I choose the shorts that fit well!) that every evening I can go out with a chick. Sometimes even 2 at the same time (yes, my balls have enough juice for2 pussies... Even more!). I also attract guys and that's where I was able to test things in 3 (MMF) or 4 (MMFF). No worries about getting jerked off or sucked off by a pretty guy. I discovered the pleasure of jerking off a nice cock and even sucking it. But I do not swallow sperm. Yuck!
"Matt! Move on! The pizzas just arrived..."
"Do you allow me to come with just a towel around my waist?"
"Come even naked if you want! I take you like you are, Matt!"
"Nah, I don't want to make you hard like a bull!"
We joke a lot about sex, Nils and I. Especially since he joined our water polo team 2 weeks ago.
The day after Nils' arrival in Paris, I had organized a meal at the apartment with Chloé (the girl I'm fucking those days) and her friend Julia (who's been looking for a guy since the previous one left her away). These 2 girls are really very sexy and I thought I would make a nice welcome gift to Nils...
After the quick meal, we chatted while listening to music. Chloe was against me and caresses my arm and even ventures to brush against my thighs and my pecs. In short, everything you need to wake up my cock. As I'm in shorts for this hot evening in early September, the bulge is almost indecent. The slut succeeded well, if her goal was to show her girlfriend the size of my cock!
"I'm going to look for something in my room..." I said, getting up. Once there I add "Chloe, could you come and give me some help?"
" My pleasure! I'm coming Matt..."
She goes into my bedroom and closes the door. She eagerly comes to rub against me... "You can't imagine how much I want you to fuck my pussy! Besides, you look in great shape my BIG Matt..."
"Get down on your knees and release my machine gun from its prison!"
She lowers my shorts and releases my 8 incher. My cock hits my abs and makes a sound like a good slap.
"I love when it stands at attention! It's like it's paying homage to me!"
"Yeah, that's a bit of it... But what it likes is that you show it your sucking mouth and your wet pussy!"
Chloé therefore begins her work and she is a very gifted "worker"! While she sucks me off, I think of Nils and Julia, imagining that our brilliant plan works as intended...
Alone in the living room and probably hearing the sound of our sexual exploits, they must already be kissing on the lips. He certainly already has his hands under her T-shirt and must have his dick on fire! In a little while we will probably hear the creaking of Nils' bed...
"Lick my pussy! Make me wet so it can accommodate your big cock!" Chloe snaps me out of my thoughts and regains control of the situation.
I lie her on my bed and start licking her love hole... The minutes pass. We fuck for over an hour. Chloe cums several times. I throw my cum everywhere except in her ass. First in her slobbering pussy. Then in her mouth, or rather at the back of her throat! My last squirts are for her face: we usually end up with a good facial (she says it's her "night cream"!).
I forgot to tell you that my balls are quite big, a bit like kiwis, and that their juice production is quite abundant. This means that I often need to unload and the deliveries are always in good volume! The first time I come, it's often more than 10 jets of very creamy cum; a little less for the following ones but Chloé has never complained about the dose of cream that I drop on her face!
When Chloe leaves around 11 p.m., no light in Nils' room and the door is a little open... I stick my head in and say softly "So man, what was Julia like?" No answer. I go to bed.
The next morning, Nils is already having breakfast when I get up. I drink my coffee and ask him the same question as the night before.
"It was super cool to have planned this evening yesterday and Julia is super beautiful... But I have to tell you that... Finally... You see... I fucked a lot of chicks... But since I had the opportunity to try with guys this past summer, my choice is made! Julia left a little disappointed: I kissed her with passion, but my dick remained desperately soft..."
"Nils, it's a pity for Julia... Excuse me for making this mistake yesterday! But what you do with your cock and your ass is really up to you! You're a big guy, man!"
"I shouldn't tell you... But you and Chloe fucking last night in the room next to mine, that turned me on! She is not discreet when she comes and you seem to know how to do it! I also noticed yesterday that you have the tool for that in your shorts..."
"The chicks are pretty happy with it!"
"I'm going to take a shower quickly before going to the college information meeting"
"Go ahead, but don't be too long...I have to leave in 15 minutes and also need to shower..."
Less than 1 minute later I hear the water running in the shower. It stops 2 minutes later and Nils shouts to me, "I'm done! You can come whenever you want!"
I go into the bathroom. Nils finishes wiping himself off and I discover his muscular Viking body. Drying that long hair takes time and I notice that his flaccid cock is a good size, even longer and thicker than mine. It tosses with the wiping movements. It rests on balls almost as big as mine.
From the shower, I see his back as he shaves his face in front of the sink. His ass is muscled and his thighs are strewn with blond down. Nice square shoulders. Looks like a swimmer! I tell myself that handball also builds beautiful athletes.
In the evening we meet at the apartment. Nils arrived before me. When I arrive, he says to me, "Are you seeing Chloe tonight or are we spending the evening together?"
"Tonight is between us! Chloé won't come here until around 11 p.m. for me to give her "night cream"..."
He ignores my private joke (did he get it?) and says, "Cool, because I'd like to ask you something... In college, everything is going well. I'm happy to start studying economics! On the other hand, I didn't find the coach of the handball team very welcoming or sympathetic..."
"It's a pity! What are you going to do? Do you want me to inquire at my university?"
