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Six young boys are snowed in after a blizzard in a remote skiing lodge up in the mountain, having all the time to find out about their feelings for each other and to discover their own sexuality - and just to keep each other warm during the freezing nights seems to be their first priority! Only the most mysterious presence of an abominable stalker is keeping their nerves alert: none of them wants to get abducted by the legendary snowman, the huge hairy monster with a proclaimed sexual preference for the naked bums of little boys . . .
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Winter Twinks
Six young boys are enjoying their wintertime in the nude!
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Winter Twinks
by Pierre d’Amour
BookRix Edition 2017
Copyright by Amé
Pierre d’Amour:
WINTER TWINKS
Six young boys are enjoying
their wintertime in the nude!
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1 - The Winter Holidays
The Winter Holidays
Claude had an arm around my shoulder as if we were the best of friends when he was pointing out the distant mountains through the window for me - he knew them all by name! The small bus was curving up the road to the holiday village and was brimful with sun-seeking tourists, happy to escape the thick fog in the valley for a day or two. And whenever Claude was laying down his hand onto my thigh again he put it up a bit higher - his touch felt warm through the padded ski pants, and Claude was well aware, that he was arousing me! After he had shown me the abandoned old settlement on the other side of the valley his fingers touched the growing bulge in my snow trousers to find out, if his tactic was working! He was tickling my hardening dickel through the soft material of my insulated pants with his thumb and said to me: »You're very cute, little Pierre, I'm sure, that we will have a lot of fun together up there in the lodge!«
I only knew Claude since three weeks - since my family had moved up from town into the upper mountain valley he had been drawn to me, and he had become my best friend. He liked me in a strange way I couldn't really explain: he loved to touch me, and sometimes he even kissed my cheek when nobody was watching! My father had supported the idea of joining the local boys for a week of skiing and sledging up on the slopes: »You will have a good time and make a lot of new friends, Pierre!«, he had said to me. But I wasn't all too sure about that, because when the bus was suddenly swerving around a tight hairpin bend Claude had my whole bundle of genitals well covered - and it hadn't been an accident: he didn't pull his hand back! When I was looking around in the bus I saw Paul playing with Serge in a similar way on the other side, and I was pretty sure, that Jean was kissing Dominic on the bench in front of me - and it slowly dawned on me, that there was to be more than just winter sport to our vacation!
My mother had packed me my warmest flannel pyjamas, three pairs of woolen socks and more underpants than I needed for a month - we had enough food with us to survive a week and Paul had assured us all, that there was plenty of firewood stacked up at his father's ski lodge to last the whole winter! »I can feel, that you like me, Pierre!«, Claude was whispering into my ear as he was massaging the hard dickel in my pants, and then he kissed me onto my cheek again to show me his affection - of course: I liked him too, probably in a less physical way I guessed, but just judging by the erection I had got from his touch I wasn't sure about this either! I could have pushed his hand away, could have played hard to get and could have proved myself a shy virgin, but by spending a whole week with the five curious young boys in a lonely of a hut up in the mountains I probably better put my childish inhibitions aside and opened up a bit - so I said to my friend: »I like you too, Claude, you're just the first one who had ever touched me there!«
That honest comment earned me another kiss and encouraged Claude to further investigations of my love for him - and by seeing Paul and Jean caressing their own friends there seemed not much wrong with that! Claude pointed out the majestic Mount Morgan on the horizon to me and used the distraction to pull the zipper down and to stick his hand into my winter pants to search for my hard dickel inside - and when he had found the little culprit in my underpants it was definitely too late for me to object to his advance! I could have died from shame right there and then, but I would have been a liar, if I would have denied the secret pleasure of his touch, if I wouldn't have been proud, to have my own intimate friend for the time of the winter holiday! I didn't want to left out of the group spirit by being a coward, and I was sure that I was needing a protector by being the youngest and smallest on the adventure - Claude was a gentle friend and he would never abuse me, even when I hadn't a real idea what that would be about!
Throughout my youth I had been a well protected single child, I didn't had a little sister to play doctor with, I didn't had the chance to make any explorations into the mysterious and exciting world of sexuality - and even at school all the girls were just teasing me for being too small! And when Claude said to me, that I was so big and so hot I felt a new confidence growing inside of me - there was no one more precious than the one who loved you! And when I looked at the one who loved me I saw a pretty face, two dark brown eyes and a set of soft pink lips, and I was wishing for nothing so much as he would kiss me again - this time on my mouth like the real lovers did! But the time had run out for romance and the bus came to a rocking stop at the front of the village hotel, all the passengers disembarked to collect their luggage from the hold, we were taking up our bags too and after a short look around the village we made our way up the steep mountain side on a snow-covered path to Paul's father's private skiing lodge on the ridge.
Paul and Serge went up the path in the front of the group and I couldn't miss to witness the gentleness between them, the little cuddles to their bottoms and the frequent exchanges of shy kisses. Jean and Dominic were just walking in front of us and they weren't too shy to express their fondness of each other, and Claude just pulled me along, holding my hand in his like a big brother would do! I wasn't getting too excited about the loving relationships in front of us, but for Claude it was seemingly too much to watch: he suddenly pulled me into his arms and then he kissed me, our lips met with warm tenderness in the icy cold environment, our tongues were connecting with electrifying intensity and hot steam was streaming from our nostrils like the vapor of love. I just was melting in his arms like an ice cube in the sun and didn't mind his cold hands sneaking under the hem of my jacket, the jumper and the shirt to caress the naked skin of my back: I was needing his touch much more than the fresh air and the food we were carrying!
I was welcoming the feeling when Claude's hands dove from my naked back deep down into my underpants to hold on to my bare buttocks: I wanted to be his without thinking about the consequences, I was just enjoying the feeling of our two hard dicks pressing together during the intimate hug! I knew, that gay lovers were inclined to express their love for each other by having anal sex, an aberration which was declared as sinful and as unhygienic by the holy church, but nevertheless was still a common practice throughout the whole world! So I knew, that Claude's fingers on my asshole weren't just an insult, that his rather rude touch was actually an honest gesture of adoration! And as awkwardly shameful I felt by being touched on my most private spot as more I got aroused by it: this was probably the intimacy needed between true friends, and if Claude really wanted my ass I would give it to him. Instead of being afraid of the first penetration I was rather curious about the pleasure or the pain I would get from it!
