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Dinner was served after free time. It was a decent meal in the conference room. Yet tonight it was if the staff decided to give us leftover meatloaf, what they called bangers and mash, along with some steamed vegetables. Although a high school student, I had heard jokes about British cuisine. Tonight that was on us and our chaperones. Mr Miller as we finished our chocolate pudding desserts, went over tomorrow's itinerary. We would be going to the British Museum of History. He gave us enough of a rundown, that we knew it was going to be a phenomenal eight hours. Upon being dismissed, a lot of us spent time in the lounges, but I decided to take a hot shower.
Hopping in naked I loved that hot water. Steam permeated the mirrors, and looking at my hard eight inches, I had to focus on other thoughts than the other day. Also I was still cued up on the relationship I had the last year. We had drifted apart, but I so missed kissing him as I slid in him balls deep to passionate screaming. Who knows how many times I bred him, but what a wonderful adventure we had each time we made love so vigorously. Now with Max soon to turn up, I had to ready myself for more fun with a beginner. He and I had a great time, and he confirmed with the porn and our rubbing cocks together, that he was at least bisexual.
It is so challenging for a gay guy of any age to show restraint. At 18 it was almost sadistic, but I knew in order to gain his confidence and trust, slow the process would be. His brown eyes and those lips made me sizzle. How I dreamed of kissing him, sucking his beautiful reddish hue nipples, or giving him his first blowjob. Unlike me he has public hair, but I wouldn't let that get in the way of my mission, which was absolutely to seduce and fuck his brains out. That peach ass needed me, to show him what a prostate g spot orgasm was all about. Yet as frustrated and pent up as I was, I dried myself off. Putting on more almost transparent white briefs that accentuated my cock clearly, I waited with anticipation for that doorknob to turn. He would appreciate my being on top of the sheets, and I had hot twink porn on the huge iPad on the dresser.
Where was he at? Were the hotel staff serving tea and crumpets. Touching my sensitive big balls, I was hard as a rock, but again had to calm myself down. Although rabid with lust, I had to play this by ear, although was hoping for rear to be honest. It had been some time since I had Kyle bent over in the locker room, leaving his ass with my dna all in there. Finally after felt like a millennia, the door opened and Max came in. Smiling at me I couldn't help but return the shit eating grin. He was a little shy but surprised me, as the bashfulness went away. "Thinking about more fun already?" "Yes of course." Seeing my hard on, he was eyeing it, he shocked me by touching my aroused penis. The sound of guys fucking and moaning came from the iPad, as my eyes shut. His hands were magic, and he took my underwear off. Playing with my penis and delighted nuts, my back arched up and I looked into his seductive brown eyes. "You like this a lot." How could I resist as his warm palms explored my male sexual area.
He was breathing heavy too, and I managed to take his shorts off. Playing with his hard penis now, I made sure to finger gently through his pubes. That smell drove me to the brink of insanity, and now that he was nude, I asked him to join me in the bed. We touched each others cock and balls, and I was really enjoying how hard he was. Laying next to each other, our cocks engaged in a friendly sword fight again. Oh this was incredible. Sometimes the basics are best, and our heart rates and pheromones filled the room. It was as if a hormonal cocoon embraced us, and he surprisingly didn't flip when I touched his nipples. That red color and hairless chest turned ms ravenous. He enjoyed this but I was certain his sex was where he wanted me, and soon we were tugging on each others penises. Locked together at them we both knew instinctively not long. Our connection felt more comfortable, and soon he was sweating. Max's moaning and cumming on my groin made me excited, and for the record I lost it exploding on his penis and balls.
We laid down together. Catching our breath. There was still a warm sensation of pleasant spinning. The amount of cum between us was extraordinary. White sperm over both of us, and I liked how we were able to look at each other too. His chestnut brown eyes infatuated me. Both of us were smiling. Now relaxed of our male luggage, we talked more about gay porn we had watched. Of course I got my answer.
The videos that turned him on were teen guys doing each other. I was hot listening to him discussing a dildo he had found quite pleasant. It was back in the USA, but the best guess it was five inches long. According to him it was easier now. He also had a egg vibrating device. This wasn't as fun, but he told me how eventually he wanted to give a blowjob. This caught my attention. Just that word heard was enough to make me psychotic with a high drive. So many times I thought "damn the Greeks had it made with their anal debauchery too. He was much more open than expected, and asked good questions. He had a lot about oral sex, and what anal felt like. I explained to him what I could as a top, but a lot of other guys rode me. That seemed to enhance the g spot even more. He seemed intrigued but at the same time scared. We got into more discussing kissing and blow jobs. I showed him how to tuck your tongue for this, and also that they ran occasionally together with lips to give a guy paradise.
He was grateful for my honesty, and I liked that he was open with me about his dildo. Glad to hear he had cum with this tapping his prostate, but knew deep down he'd hurt a bit if I got to pop his cherry. Obviously I didn't bring up these details, but rather how I always was gentle with guys. He asked me did they feel pain? "Sometimes but I follow my lovers movements and sounds, as I want them to have a good time." His brown eyes were very locked in, when I told him about Kyle orgasming when I hit his spot nicely. As I thought of these images, the memories of my past conquest, I had to remember to simplify the details a bit. I wanted him to feel comfortable and curious. We were making progress, and a lot of guys screw this part up.
He told me about stroking his cock to gay porn. I kept the smile hidden, when he said "I think soon if you're ok with it, I'd like to feel what getting sucked off feels like." Mmmm. Having to contain excitement was easier said than done, but the arrows of intention and action were moving closer to where desired. We chatted honestly for sometime. The real deal was for him to feel more comfortable, and my confidence to help a new guy get broken in correct. This was going well, although soon both of us woke up to that damn alarm clock. Our adventures in the bedroom would have to wait, but I felt a genuine bond forming, as us naked guys got clothes on for another day in London.