A HOT HOLIDAY IN AUSTRALIA - 14
Wednesday
Streaky Bay to Ceduna
I woke earlier than usual at 6.30am. Because my breakfast wasn't due until 8am, I went out for a walk along the foreshore and out along the jetty. There were people fishing there already. The water was now sparkling in the sun, making me think I should get up earlier more often.
Back at the motel, I had breakfast, showered and packed the car. I checked out and drove to my final planned stop west, Ceduna, the last major town before crossing into Western Australia. It only took a bit more than an hour of driving, so I was there by 11am.
I found a motel room near the beach and jetty and then went for a walk. Ceduna is situated on a large and picturesque bay. The town of Thevenard can be seen on the western end of the bay - large wheat silos are a landmark feature there.
About 12 noon I was ready for lunch and wandered along the main street to see what was available. Walking past a bakery, I noticed the enticing aroma of hot pasties, so I bought one and a drink and took them over to a bench looking out over the bay under the Norfolk Island Pine trees. It was a nice place to sit and the pasty was just as good as the one I had had in Burra.
After that, I walked back to my motel room. The main reason for visiting Ceduna was that I had a contact here called Gary. We had chatted online for some time. I settled onto the bed, kicked my shoes off and tapped out a message to him.
He replied within a couple of minutes, very pleased to hear from me. He suggested I visit him this afternoon and gave me his address.
I got into the car and drove to a street on the edge of town. His small house looked like it had been built in the 1950s. It appeared to be well-looked after and had a neat garden and lawn out the front. I rang the doorbell and was greeted by a flurry of barking from a small dog inside.
Gary opened the door and invited me in, pushing the excited terrier out of the way with his foot. He took me down the passage to the kitchen which had clearly been renovated in the past few years. Sun streamed in through the windows and a skylight.
Sitting me down at the kitchen table, he offered me a beer and opened one for himself. He looked me over.
'You look just like your pictures', he said.
'You, too', I replied.
Gary was a 53 year old, solidly built man with a weather-beaten face. He was a retired tuna fisherman. He had bushy eyebrows, greying dark hair and dark brown eyes. We had met on one of the gay dating sites and chatted for some time.
Conversations with him had been refreshingly direct and often extremely raunchy. I always thought he sounded like the straightest gay man I had ever chatted with. No topic was off-limits with him. He had talked openly about all kinds of sex incidents he'd been involved in over the years. His honesty, openness and no bullshit style made him someone you really wanted to meet.
He asked about my travels so far and particularly wanted to know the dirty details. I told him about the farmer in Hay and the threesome in Mildura but didn't specify exactly where they were. Also, I thought it best not to talk about guys I'd met in South Australia just in case he knew them. Guys are entitled to their privacy. I told him I was here in Ceduna for just one night.
'I'll be back in a minute', said Gary and left the room. When he returned, he had what looked like old photo albums with him.
'I thought I'd show you my "Rogues Gallery"', he said. 'The hot photos I've sent you online were always edited and you couldn't see the full faces of anyone. Since you're here now, I can show you everything'.
I opened the first album that he handed to me. It contained photos of naked men posing for the camera. The ages of the guys varied enormously from quite young up to old age. There were some very good-looking guys as well. Beneath each photo was written a guy's first name and a date.
'These photos were mostly all taken since I got my first digital camera', said Gary.
The second album contained page after page of head and shoulders shots of guys sucking cocks.
'Those are all my cock', said Gary, proudly.
His cock was impressively thick. Some guys were almost having difficulty stretching their mouths wide enough to get it in. As in all porn photos, it was difficult to guess the actual length of the cock but it certainly looked like he had nothing to feel inadequate about.
I turned more pages. There were several pages of guys sucking his cock after he had cum on their faces. I found those especially dramatic and exciting. It looked like he was quite a big cum shooter. There were also occasional photos of guys sucking two cocks together.
Towards the back of each album there were photos that looked much older and done with a film camera.
'I used to take the occasional photo in the old days', he said. 'I had a chemist friend who could get them developed for me on the quiet'.
The last album contained mostly photos of guys' asses being fucked in close up. I assumed it was Gary doing the fucking in each photo. Several cumshots splattered all over the asses were included. The assholes looked well-stretched and some were gaping open with cum dripping out of them.
'Those were taken after a group of us had fucked them', Gary explained.
'Well, you certainly have some great memories', I said. 'Good to look at on those cold winter nights'.
'Ok if I put you in the Rogues Gallery, too?' he asked. 'Nothing to identify you will ever go out on the internet, I promise'.
'Sure', I said.
'Ready for a fuck?' he said, getting up. I followed him up the passage into a room with a king size bed. The covers were already turned down revealing the sheets. Lube and towels were on the bedside table already. He was certainly well-prepared in advance.
'Get your gear off', he said, starting to undress. I started taking my clothes off, too.
In good shape for his age, he was a solid guy and there was obvious strength in his shoulders and arms. He was also very hairy. His chest and stomach were covered in dark brown hair, as were his shoulders. Around his cock there was a large bush of pubic hair. His cock was a thick one, cut, with a big head on it. It was just over seven inches long.
'I'll take some photos now', he said, picking up his phone camera from the bedside table.
He got me to pose half sitting - half-lying on the bed for a full length nude picture. I was pleased to see that I was nearly hard already. Then he got me to kneel in front of him and put his cock in my mouth.
'Just lick the head first', he said, snapping away. I could taste precum. 'Yes, just stick your tongue in the hole. That'll look great', he said. He took some more photos and then got me to put his cock in my mouth as far as it would go. He took more photos and then put the camera down.
We got onto the bed and he rolled on top of me and started kissing me. His furry body felt very exciting against my skin and I stroked the hair on his shoulders and felt his back, which was also covered in hair. I wondered how hairy his asshole would be.
He was a good kisser and after a while he started licking my neck and chest, chewing on my nipples firmly and running his tongue in a line down to my navel. When he got to my cock he put his mouth over it and sucked on the head and then swallowed it right down to the base. At the same time, he was playing with my balls and reaching underneath to find my asshole.
'Fuck, this is nice, mate', he said.
He stopped sucking and asked me to turn over. He buried his face in my ass, licking the hole expertly. I could hear myself moaning. He got me up on my knees and pulled my cheeks open so he could get deeper into my hole. He was really very good at doing this and it felt wonderful.
'Let's 69', he said. Now I would get a look at his ass.
He got on top of me and stuck his cock into my mouth and slipped mine into his mouth. He kept on playing with my balls and asshole with his fingers. I looked up at his asshole above me. The cheeks were covered with hair and there was a lot of hair around his hole too. I ran my fingers up between his cheeks and touched his hole. It felt very hot.
I took his cock out of my mouth and licked his large, hairy balls. Enjoying the feeling, he lowered himself down and I was able to lick his hole as well. The hairiness was very exciting. He moved back a little and sat down firmly on my face and groaned. He was sucking my cock expertly at the same time. I felt that he could easily make me cum if he kept on doing it.
We stayed in that position for a while, and then he lifted himself off me and turned around.
'Let me fuck you', he said, reaching for the lube. 'Doggie style is my favourite', he said.
He got me to kneel on the edge of the bed and he put some lube on my hole and stuck just the head of his cock in. He paused and picked up the camera again and took some photos.
'Looks brilliant, mate', he said. 'I'll show you the photos afterwards'.
He slid his cock in right up to his balls and paused. I flexed my ass muscles on his thick cock and he groaned.
'Jesus that feels good', he said. 'Keep that up'.
He started fucking steadily, grunting with each thrust. It felt good.
'I like to fuck hard', he said. 'OK with you?' I told him to go as hard as he liked.
He started fucking faster and deeper. He was getting quite verbal, too, using the filthiest language about what he was doing to me. It sounded very natural, not like the script of a bad porno movie.
After about five minutes of frenzied fucking, he slowed down a bit and then stopped.
'Turn over on your back', he said. 'I like to see your face when I cum'.
He lifted my legs back and pushed his cock into me right up to the balls.
'That is a great ass', he said. 'Now I'm going to fill it up'. He started moving.
I expected him to pound me really hard like before, but he fucked me with long, steady strokes. I could feel the big hot head on his cock travelling in and out of me. Looking up at him, I could see that he was close to cumming and fighting to hold it back.
Suddenly he leaned forward, gripped my legs and slammed his cock really hard into me and stayed still. I could feel him cumming strongly inside me. The pleasure on his face was really exciting to see and I felt I wanted to cum with him. I quickly jerked myself off, cumming all over my belly.
With a sigh, he pulled his cock out of me and looked down at my asshole.
'You're a gaper, too', he said. 'Looks great!'
'Maybe your thick cock had something to do with it', I said, smiling.
He picked up his camera and took some close up photos of my hole gaping open.
'A big drop of cum oozed out of you just as I took that one', he said. 'Should look awesome'.
He got off the bed and handed me a towel to clean up the cum on my belly and ass.
He took me into the bathroom and we showered together. He insisted on soaping me up and washing me down, which felt really nice.
After we dried and got dressed, we went back to the kitchen. He made coffee and then showed me the photos he had taken. They were quite well done. It's interesting to see your asshole being fucked. He certainly stretched it open with his thick cock.
'Don't worry', he said, 'I never send them to anybody unless I've cropped them to make you unrecognizable'.
While we had coffee, he was interested to know where I was travelling from here. I told him that Port Lincoln would be my next stop. It was a place I had never been to before.
'You want some contacts?' he said. 'I have a few friends who'd like to meet you, I'm sure'.
He reached over for the photo albums on the table and leafed through the first one of full nude photos.
Finding the one he wanted, he showed me a photo of a guy called Philip, who was about the same age as him. He was good-looking with a quite big cock.
'He's down the road from here towards Port Lincoln', said Gary. 'He'd love to fuck you'.
He looked further into the photo album, finding another picture.
'This is Will down at Coffin Bay', he said. 'He's the best ass eater and will fuck the ass off you, too. He likes to fuck really hard like me. Big cock on him, too, but you'll be OK'.
Will looked pretty good, too. He was slim and hairy with a full head of grey hair and a dark, close-clipped beard that looked like it might be dyed. The tight black speedos he was wearing had an intriguingly large bulge in the front of them.
Still more searching of the photo album turned up a guy with dark skin and a muscular body. He looked to be only in his thirties.
'This is Reuben', said Gary. 'He lives with another old workmate of mine, Ted. I don't have a picture of Ted here, but both of them would go through you like a dose of salts!' An interesting image...
If you like, I'll phone them and tell them you're coming', he said. 'I like to look after my mates. We don't get a lot of visitors over here'.
'How can you be sure they'd fancy me?' I asked.
'You like being fucked, don't you? They'll like you', he said.
I had a contact of my own to look up in Port Lincoln but all of these guys looked fun. I was on holidays, so why not? I agreed I'd like to meet them.
'I should ring Philip while you're here to make sure he's home', said Gary. 'He was talking about going to Adelaide at some stage'.
Philip was available and keen to meet tomorrow morning. Gary gave me directions to get to him.
'He's off the main road but the track in is OK and it's not far,' said Gary. 'He might be naked when you get there. He's a bit of a nudist'.
'Do you like young guys?' he asked. 'Only there's a young bloke over at Thevenard who'd like you, too, I'm sure.'
'Well, it would have to be tonight', I said.
'I only met him recently and sucked him off but he said he likes fucking', said Gary. 'I could see if he's keen to come here tonight and do you.'
'Sure', I said. Well, I didn't have any other plans.
'It would be fun to watch him fuck you,' said Gary. 'He blew one hell of a big load when I sucked him off. I should be ready to give you another one by then, too.'
He rang and the guy agreed to visit tonight at 8pm. I said I'd be back then, ready for action.
It was time to go. Gary wrapped his big arms around me and kissed me.
'Anyone ever tell you that you're a great fuck?' he said.
'No, because that was my first time', I said, acting puzzled.
'Pig's bum!' he said, slapping me on the back and laughing.
I drove back to the motel and, even though it was only mid-afternoon, I decided to have a rest. I lay down on my bed and enjoyed dozing for an hour or so.
To be continued....
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