Hi all! This story is entirely fiction based on my own ideas / fantasies. This story is about gay men consenting to gay sexual activities. If you are a minor or this type of material offends you, please leave now. Please don't reproduce this story without my permission because it's my work and I own all the rights to it. This is my first attempt at story writing. Advice and Comments welcome at jjabbondanti@hotmail.com
Thanks, Julian
Chapter 1: Escaping it all
I looked down at the boarding pass and passport in my hands and thought to myself, "I am really doing this." It had been only two weeks since that dreaded day, but I had to get away. I just couldn't keep going day after day feeling so much pain. I needed to try and forget… I needed to have some relaxation time… most importantly, I needed my best friend.
As I made my way through the weaving queue of people waiting to make it through security at the airport, I couldn't help but notice how many people were here. Usually I am able to breeze through security, but not this time. This time, I spent nearly 30 minutes moving back and forth waiting to make it to the x-ray machine. As I took my shoes off and removed my MacBook from my backpack, I accidentally bumped into the person in front of me.
"I am so sorry! I wasn't paying attention" I apologized.
"No problem, man" the guy in front of me responded with a sly smile.
Before he turned back around, I took a good look at him. He was beautiful. How did I not notice him before? He stood about 6 feet tall, maybe an inch or so taller than me. He was lean and had nicely muscled calves. His shaggy brown hair framed a gorgeous face. What really captured my attention were the greenish hazel eyes that were staring back at me.
Before I knew it, he was being called to step through the x-ray machine. As I pushed my bins and bag through the entrance of the x-ray machine, I positioned myself to be waiting for when it was my turn to go into the x-ray machine. As he stepped out, I stepped in. I finished with security and made my way over to the tram that would take me to my gate. I looked around for the cute guy that was in front of me but didn't see him anywhere.
I grabbed an iced coffee from Starbucks and made my way over to gate 121. I sat down and took out my computer. I wanted to get some work done prior to leaving. I still couldn't believe it. This would be the first trip that I took in six years without him. Sure, I had gone on trips alone for work in the past, but never a "vacation" of sorts. This vacation was quite different than any of the others that I had taken in my life. For the next two weeks, I was going to be in paradise. I was going to be visiting my best friend in the Dominican Republic.
After surviving a lengthy boarding process, I had finally found my way to my seat aboard the aircraft. I was lucky to get an upgrade on my ticket when I checked in. The woman working the ticket counter saw that my birthday was approaching in a few days and gave me a complimentary upgrade to my seat. Extra leg room was always a good thing on long flights.
As I sat in my seat, I found myself thinking about all the previous travel that I had done and never having to worry about who was going to be sitting next to me for a long flight such as this. However, before too long, there was a quiet voice that broke me out of the pensive trance I was in.
"Excuse me sir, my friend and I are traveling together. He has this seat next to you and I am sitting two rows in front of you. Would you be willing to trade seats so that we could sit together" a young girl, probably half my age asked?
"Sure, that is no problem" I responded as I quickly grabbed my backpack from below the seat in front of me.
"Thank you so much!" The girl beamed at me with a bright smile.
I quickly made my way into the aisle of the large aircraft and moved two rows forward to my new row. There was still no one sitting in the adjacent seat. I threw my bag under my seat and sat down. I patiently waited for the boarding process to end so we could be on our way. Before too long, the lead flight attendant made the announcement that the boarding process was finished and that the cabin door was being closed. I lucked out and had an empty seat next to me! While flight attendants were preparing for pushback, I found myself spreading out more into the vacant seat next to me.
The next five hours seemed to go rather quickly. Before I knew it, the plane was touching down at Punta Cana International Airport. I waited for the plane to come to a complete stop. This was one of the first times where my airplane didn't pull up to a jet bridge and rather a set of stairs appeared at the front of the plane which allowed debarkation. Stepping outside, I was greeted with the hot and humid air of the Caribbean. I could smell the salt in the air as I promptly exited the plane and made my way to the customs line. It wasn't too long before I was being called to the window where a very attractive Dominican man was waiting.
"Pasaporte?" He asked.
I passed him my passport and he smiled back.
"¿Cuál es la razón de tu visita a la Republica Dominicana?" (What is the purpose of your visit to the Dominican Republic?), he asked.
"Estoy de vacaciones, tengo planes visitar mi major amigo en Santo Domingo, pero voy a empezar aqui en Punta Cana por unos d'as" (I am on vacation, I plan to see see my best friend in Santo Domingo, but I am going to start here in Punta Cana for a few days), I responded.
His eyes widened with disbelief at what I can only assume was the response I had just given in Spanish.
"Bueno, entonces, Bienvenido a la Republica Dominicana" (Well then, Welcome to the Dominican Republic!) he said with a smile as he stamped my passport and handed it back to me.
His smile didn't leave my mind as I found my way weaving through the crowd of people that were all making their way to the baggage claim. After waiting for what seemed like no time at all, I collected my suitcases and headed towards the area where I saw a sign for taxis. I was so disappointed that Punta Cana didn't have Uber.
I walked up to a gentleman who was standing in front of his taxi and was greeted with a very enthusiastic, "¡Bienvenidos!" (Welcome!) He asked me in Spanish where I was heading and I informed him of the hotel that I was staying at. With that, he helped me load my suitcases in his taxi and we were on our way.
Over the next thirty minutes or so, we made light conversation as we made our way to my resort. I discovered that he was from a city about an hour away from Punta Cana called Higuey. As this was my first time in the Dominican Republic, he recommended that I try and escape the resort and experience some of the local restaurants and life in Punta Cana. He told me that the resorts on the island catered mostly to tourists and that I would have an "Americanized" experience if I only stayed at the resort.
We arrived at my resort and I bid farewell to my new friend, Miguel. A very handsome bellhop met me with a luggage cart and a sexy smile. He stood about six feet tall with what I could only imagine was a very sculpted body underneath his uniform. If his thick thighs and well-muscled calves were any indication, he most certainly was.
"Hi and welcome to Bavaro Princess, I'm Javier! And you, what is your name, sir" he asked timidly with a smile?
"Hey man, I'm Julian Abbondanti, it's nice to meet you!" I responded.
"Let me take you to the reception desk where my teammate can help get you checked in and then I can help you to your room" he offered.
I nodded and then we made our way through a beautiful outdoor garden lined with beautiful water features. There were plants everywhere and I noticed that the water features had beautiful fish and turtles swimming throughout. I was very excited to be staying at this resort. I had found a great last-minute deal online and the hotel was even more beautiful than the pictures I saw during my research. I couldn't help but look around with awe. It truly was a breathtaking resort. Speaking of breathtaking, I was having the hardest time diverting my eyes from Javier's firm, luscious ass that seemed to bounce with each step, as he walked a few paces in front of me. He was gorgeous and I knew I was in trouble.
After a short walk, Javier introduced me to his colleague at the front desk. Before I could even give my name to the woman at the front desk, I was approached with a refreshing piña colada to welcome me to the resort. It only took one sip of that delicious cocktail to get me into vacation-mode. I was ready to let loose and have a great time.
The front desk agent and I made some light conversation as she checked me in. She seemed quite curious as to why I was traveling alone to the resort. Before long, I found myself telling her the whole story about how I had recently found out that my husband of nearly 7 years was having an affair with one of our close friends. I told her that I couldn't spend any more time in the same house as him and needed to get away from it all, so I decided to come to paradise to try and clear my head a little.
I could tell that my revelation caught her by surprise. She expressed how sorry she was and that she knew what it was like having gone through something similar. After a few minutes of typing on the computer, she stopped and looked up at me with a smile.
"Well, Mr. Julian, we are so happy that you chose Bavaro Princess as your place to help take your mind off of things. I was able to get you an upgrade to one of our private villas overlooking the ocean" she said enthusiastically.
"Wow, you didn't have to do that. I am just excited to be here. Thank you so much!" I expressed with gratitude.
"It is my pleasure" she said.
She went on to tell me of all the amenities that the resort had to offer. There were over 15 different restaurants, three pools, a lazy river, tons of recreational activities, a spa, gym, and more. I knew that I was going to have the best time.
Javier grabbed the paperwork along with the room key and within no time we made our way out of the lobby and headed towards the room. I knew from the front desk agent's explanations that my room was all the way on the other side of the resort. This resort was set up quite differently from other hotels that I had been to in the past. Rather than having one large hotel, the resort was broken up for the most part into groups of about 4-6 hotel rooms. Javier mentioned to me that I was quite lucky to have one of the few private villas that were close to the water.
After about a ten-minute walk along a winding path, we made it to the section of private villas and I found myself in a state of disbelief. My jaw dropped as I asked Javier, "Is this really my room?"
"Of course, the whole thing!" he said with a chuckle.
Javier led me up a set of stairs and used the key fob to open the door. We were greeted with a cool rush of air from the air-conditioned villa. I stepped into one of the most lavish hotel rooms I have ever been in. Javier turned the lights on and proceeded to give me the grand tour of the place. I couldn't get over how luxurious it was. The villa had two bedrooms along with two bathrooms. It had a beautiful living space that opened up to a very large balcony that overlooked the ocean. There was a small wet bar that looked stocked with some of my favorite liquors and mixers. This place was out of this world and I couldn't wait to start having some fun.
Javier took my bags to the master suite and asked me if I cared to have my luggage unpacked. I told him that he didn't have to, but he insisted and before I knew it, he was unpacking my luggage and putting it away in the master bedroom. I went out on the balcony to take a cheeky snapchat to send to all my friend back home. I knew it would make them jealous. I then headed to the bar and grabbed two waters for Javier and I.
As I was walking back to my room, a sensation of complete terror rushed over my body as I realized that there were items in my luggage that I didn't want him to see. I raced into the room only to find that he was zipping my luggage up and putting it in the closet.
"I took the liberty of hanging up all of your shirts and pants and I have put your toiletries in the bathroom for you. You'll find some of your other items in the drawer next to the bed" he said with a mischievous smile.
I knew in that moment that he had found some of the toys that I had brought along. I blushed in complete embarrassment as I handed him the water I had brought for him. He nodded his head to show appreciation as we exited the bedroom.
He made sure that I didn't have any additional questions about the room or the resort in general before he prepared to depart.
I reached into my back pocket and grabbed my wallet. I took out a crisp fifty-dollar bill and made my way towards him. As he turned around to face me, I couldn't help but notice that there was an ever-present bulge in the front of his very tight white shorts. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. If I wasn't before, there was no doubt in my mind that I was staring. Javier made a slight noise to bring me out of the trance that I was in. I shook my head and apologized. I reached out my hand to give him his well-deserved tip. He touched my hand for what felt like ages and I went weak.
"Sir, this is too much" he said quietly.
"It most certainly is not! I really appreciate all your help" I exclaimed.
"Thank you so much. It means a lot" he said.
"You deserve it! I can't thank you enough for your help today" I responded.
"It was my pleasure" he said with a smile before turning around and heading out the door.
He turned around and gave me that killer smile one final time before closing door. I was practically weak at the knees. In that moment, I knew that Javier would be making an appearance in my imagination later that evening.
I made my way back to the bedroom to change into my board shorts and a tank top. I wanted to hit the beach before the sun started to go down. As I walked over towards my bed, I noticed that there was something written on the notepad that lay atop the bedside table.
If you're looking for someone to help you with these, message me! 849-555-1254 xx Javi.
I opened the drawer below to find my assortment of toys, lube and condoms neatly arranged.
I couldn't believe what I was reading and thought to myself, "This trip is just what the doctor ordered!"