We arrived very early at the airport the next morning in plenty of time for our flight to Sitges. There we met up with Gabe, Toms cousin. Tom and Lee had been going on holiday with Gabe and his boyfriend but Gabe has been dumped before they could go. I was offered the spot on the holiday.
Gabe was not how I had pictured him based on Toms description. He was a good two inches taller then any of the rest of us, he was easily over 6ft. He had blonde hair which was untidy and in need of a haircut. His face was dominated by glasses with a thick brown frame. He was bulky but it was hard to tell if it ran to muscle or fat as he was wearing a shapeless cream jumper over a white shirt. He also wore khaki trousers. He looked he was ready for a day in the office. The rest of us were dressed in shorts and t-shirts.
Mostly though there was a sadness about him. In addition to a haircut he also needed a shave, his face was beyond designer stubble and just looks messy. He also looked like he was about to cry, or had been crying. His breakup had been relatively recent and it was clearly affecting him. Tom told us he had only convinced him to go on the holiday as it would help take his mind off things and that having me come along would help cover the costs.
Tom introduced us to Gabe. We passed through security and went to get breakfast. The conversation wasn't exactly flowing as we were all so tired after a short nights sleep. The mood improved by the time we boarded the plane and were on the way.
However Gabe remained withdrawn the entire time. He spent most of the flight with his nose in a book, most of the train from the airport to Sitges just staring out the window. When we got to the hotel I threw my bags into the room, eager to explore. Gabe however claimed he wanted to take a nap. Then that evening when we all met for dinner he again sat in silence at the table.
I was torn. On one hand I could see he was hurting and I felt for him even if I didn't really know what I could do to help. But on the other I was sharing a room for the next three nights with this guy. It wasn't going to be a lot of fun.
After dinner Tom and Lee and I headed out for a few drinks. Gabe headed back to his room. We had been planning a quiet night after the long day travelling but one thing lead to another and it was almost 1am before we headed back to the hotel. I said goodnight to the guys and headed to my own room.
Gabe was still awake. He was sitting up in bed, wearing a pair of striped pyjamas, still reading his book. It was a twin room with two double beds, Gabe had picked the one closest to the balcony door. I brushed my teeth, stripped to my boxers and climbed into the other bed.
Tom had specifically warned us not to talk about the breakup and we had avoided the subject all day. I think it was a combination of the exhaustion and the few drinks I'd had as I heard myself say
"So what happened between you and whatshisname anyway?" Gabe stopped reading and put down his book.
"Honestly, I still don't fully know, he came home one day, said he wasn't in love with me, packed his stuff and just left. I asked for more of an explanation of if there was someone else. But that's all I got. Eight years we were together, eight! We were saving to buy a house. We.."
His voice cracked. He'd started crying. Seriously crying. Oh fuck, I didn't mean to upset him. I jumped out of my bed and sat down beside him. I put my arm around him and started patting his stomach
"Ssssh" I said "It's ok, it's ok" I held him and rocked him gently. After a couple of minutes his sobs subsided and he gathered himself.
"Thank you" he said. "You're very kind. I've not really myself at the moment, I'm hoping the few days of rest here will help me."
"You're welcome" I said.
"Now I really need to get some sleep, I'm sure you're tired too after all the travelling" Gabe gently moved away from me, and I moved back over to my own bed.
"Goodnight" he said "Sleep well"
"Goodnight" I replied.
However the tiredness was gone from me. Holding Gabe as I had I had discovered he had an incredible body, hidden by his oversized clothes. His arms was pure muscle and his stomach had a perfect line of abs. My shorts had tented with my erection when I was comforting him and I had to lean myself away from Gabe to avoid him noticing. Now I was hard as a rock and in need of some release.
I grabbed my phone, muted it and opened Grindr. I hoped maybe Tom and Lee were up and would be up for a repeat of last night. But no luck. There was actually very few profiles online near me but there was one. Listed as just 14 metres away was someone known just as "A" his profile picture was a fit torso wearing just a pair of boxers. He had few details listed in his bio other then he was married and bottom. I opened the chat and typed.
"Hey"
After a few seconds I got a reply.
"Hi"
"How are you?"
"Horny, you?"
"Same, what are you into?
"Getting fucked"
"Good, I like to fuck"
"You wanna fuck me? Can you accom?"
I paused. I couldn't really have a guy over with Gabe here.
"No, sharing with mates. You?"
"No, here with wife"
I put down the phone. I really wanted to fuck this guy. I thought for a second, then got out of bed as quietly as I could . I gently opened the door of my hotel room and looked down the corridor.
"What room are you in?" I typed
"221, but don't come over!!!"
I was in room 325 which meant "A" was on the floor below me. The elevators was down by room 321 and beside them a stairway, the corridor was dark when I first peeped out but was new lit by motion sensor lights.
"I have an idea, meet me in stairs near your room"
"When?"
"Now"
I tiptoed back into the room, grabbed my key card and a small bottom of lube from my bag, then wearing just my boxers, I slipped out of the room and quietly walked down the corridor. I opened the stairwell door, it creaked a bit as I did so I opened it as gingerly as possible. Like the corridor it was in darkness but a light started to come on when it sensed motion, however I flicked a switch on the wall which killed the lights completely. Only a crack of light came in through the door now
I walked down about eight steps to where they turned for the second floor. There was a window to the outside but all that was there was the hotel's delivery yard which was deserted. From here I couldn't see the doors to either the second or third floor so I thought it was reasonable to assume I couldn't be seen either.
I heard a door below me open, I peeked around the corner. It was "A". Like me he was wearing a pair of black trunk boxers, Mine said Hugo Boss in white around the waist, his said Tokyo Jungle in pink. He also wore a black vest. He was shorter then me, around 5ft7 and had a trendy spiked haircut. He nodded at me and walked up the stairs.
"Hi," I said again. "What do you think"
"Seems private enough" He said, he had a north London accent"
"Great" I put my hand on his neck and moved in to kiss him. He pulled back.
"No offence or nothing, I'm not really into kissing or anything like that. I just want to be fucked." He turned to face the wall beside the window, then pulled his boxers down to his thighs exposing his tight ass.
I was a bit disappointed but what did I expect in a hotel stairway at 1:30am. I was still very horny so I pulled my own boxers off and my hard cock sprang loose. I squirted some of the lube from the bottle and slathered in onto my cock. I then held my cock and pressed it in between his asscheeks spreading the lube. I gave it another squirt, and rubbed into him again, this time looking for his sphincter.
I pushed against him but it was a bit tight, I tried pushing his legs apart but his boxers held his legs together so I pulled them down to the ground, Then I spread his legs, his ass opened up enough and I pushed the tip of my dick into him.
He let out a sharp hiss so I stopped for a minute but he pushed back against me.
"Keep going," he said, I slid deeper into him, after a few seconds I bottomed out, my balls resting against his ass. I planned to hold still to allow him time to adjust but he pushed back against me.
What followed was some of the roughest sex I'd ever had. "A" constantly pushed against me so hard he almost caused me to loose my balance. I met him and used the full weight of my body to give it back back, and I fucked him as hard and deep as I could. He had one hand on the wall and the other he jerked himself.
I put my hands up around his chest to steady ourselves as we were in danger of stumbling. I pulled his vest over his head so now we were both completely naked in the stairwell. Not that we were aware of our surronudings anymore. We were both moaning and shouting "Fuck" or "yes!". All that matter was the intense sexual pleasure we were feeling
"A" braced his leg against the wall and arched his back. I almost lifted him off the ground as I pushed back. I clamped my mouth onto his shoulder and almost bit into him
"Harder" he growled. He was now flat against the wall and with his other hand he reached back and put his hand on my ass, pushing me against him. I had to be hurting him a little inside along with pleasuring him, his ass was very tight around my dick, I'd say he wasn't fucked very often. But he seemed to relish it. He was not shouting loudly.
"Fuck FUUCK" he yelled, his whole body tensed as a powerful orgasm ran through his body, He finally stopped pushing against me and I felt my own pressure building. I pulled out of him, and grabbing my dick, gave it a few final jerks and came into the small of his back, I leaned in against his as the strength of my own orgasm caused my legs to almost go from under me.
A creaking noise came from above us, it sounded like the door above us was opening. We both jumped almost out of our skin. "A" reached down, grabbed his clothes and shot down the stairs without another word. He dressed in two seconds flat and was out the door.
I also jumped back into my boxers, conscious that an immediate moist stain formed over my softening dick. I peeped up the stairs as I grabbed my keycard and lube and saw no one there. I crept up the stairs and peered into the corridor of the hotel, no sign of anyone. There had been no own there, the door must have opened from a draught.
Aware of my almost nakedness I flew down the corridor to my room and inside. I could see the outline of Gabe breathing peacefully in him bed, he hasn't known I was gone. I climbed into bed.
Once under the covers I peered inside my boxers to see the damage. The head of my cock was almost purple and the foreskin was still pulled way back. It was covered with my own cum and a thin layer of lube. I also noticed that the boxers I was wearing read "Toyko Jungle" in bright pink.....
To be Continued.....
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