The mountain chalet pulses with summer heat. I’m Valerian, 18, ripped from judo and tennis, virgin cock throbbing in secret. Gaël, my 35yo bio prof, and his stunning wife Brigitte host us. Parents leave me behind. Mornings, Gaël and I hike for bread. He probes: ‘Ever fucked? Jerk off much?’ I blush, admit virginity. He paints Brigitte’s wet pussy gripping him, cum flooding her. My heart races. Back home, I strip in the upstairs bathroom. Mirror catches me nude—muscled ass, light pubes, cock hardening. Soap suds slide over abs. Hand pumps furiously, imagining them fucking next door. Water cascades. Muscles tense. Cum jets out in spasms, eyes shut in bliss.
Door creaks. Gaël grins at my post-orgasm twitch. ‘Normal for your age,’ he says, handing towel. My bulge tents it. He winks out. Dinner swelters. Brigitte suggests jacuzzi champagne. I slip into trunks, buzzed already. Gaël’s in black speedo, fit body gleaming. Brigitte arrives—blonde bob, black bikini hugging 90C tits, flat abs, perfect ass. Bubbles hide her curves as we sip, sing. She kisses Gaël deep. My cock stirs under foam. They leave, her lips brush my forehead, cleavage inches away.
The Fever
Alone, erection raging. In my room, their door ajar. Peep: Gaël peels her top, sucks those heavy tits. She kneels, swallows his thick shaft. He holds her head, eyes lock on mine, smiling. I stroke inside trunks. He eats her pussy, she moans soft. Mounts her slow, then pounds. She claws his ass. He floods her. I erupt, jets splattering, knees buckling. She heads to bath. Gaël whispers through crack: ‘Gift for you.’ Door shuts. Heart hammers all night.
Next morning, tennis match. Sweat pours after two hours loss. Locker room: two open showers. He locks door. Strips first—strong body, heavy cock. I shower fast, but erection swells. He sits towel-draped, eyes my stiff meat. ‘Beautiful cock. Let me check.’ Heart pounds. His fingers cup balls, lift shaft to belly. Inspects close. Then strokes. Thumb circles glans, electric. ‘Like it?’ ‘Fuck yes.’ Eyes roll back. His left hand grips ass, pulls me in. Mouth engulfs me—hot, wet suction. Finger probes anus deep. Waves crash. I roar, cum gushes down his throat in endless spasms. Gland hypersensitive, shivers rack me.
The Blaze
His turn. Shocked but hooked, I kneel. His cock fills my mouth. Hands grip head. He fucks face brutal, fast. Groans build. Salty flood hits tongue—I swallow. He grins, withdraws.
Quick rinse. Back to chalet. Secret sealed. Brigitte none the wiser. Vacation ends. Weekly tennis awaits…
Skin still burns. Pulse echoes that raw possession. Nothing the same.