A Hot Weekend, Part 1
The weathermen were right for once I thought looking out from my hotel at the blue sky and sea. They had predicted a heat wave for the whole of the holiday weekend and I had taken their advice and motored from London to the Welsh coast for a short seaside break.
I had had no particular destination in mind but I chose to avoid the crowds. The small village had looked perfect to me when I drove through it and I was lucky in getting the last room available at its only hotel. After a good nights sleep, all I wanted was to get out on a beach and get some sun.
I dressed myself in shorts and an oversize T-shirt and packed some large towels in a shoulder bag and walked in the direction of the sea. It was indeed a very quiet spot. The beach was almost deserted in spite of the exceptionally hot weather. I sat down on a bench and looked about me.
"Have you been here before?" a young man asked me in a friendly way.
I turned to look at him. He was a good looking guy about eighteen years old and he was in charge of a small powerboat on hire.
"No. This is my first time in this part of Wales," I replied.
"We have some lovely coves around here," the boy went on, "but their only accessible by boat. Would you fancy hiring mine for a few hours?"
I smiled at his sales pitch. It wouldn't be easy to make a living in such a quiet spot.
"I'd probably get lost if I went out on my own," I replied.
"Don't worry, I'll take you myself. You'll get a fantastic tan if you're on the water for an hour or so."
I knew when I had been cornered.
After I had agreed to take the trip, I asked the boy where I could get some soft drinks to take on the boat.
"Leave that to me," the young man said and he ran to the local shop. He returned with a polystyrene cooler filled with cokes and ice.
"Will you help me push the boat in the water?" he asked me and both of us heaved until it was afloat.
He told me that he was called Gareth.
"Pleased to meet you, Adam," he said after I introduced myself and he shook my hand firmly.
We were soon sitting in the boat. Gareth rowed the boat away from the shoreline and dropped and started the outboard motor. Then he steered the boat straight out to sea. When we were about half a mile out, I turned and looked back to the shore. Backed by gentle rolling green hills and separated from the sea by a strip of golden sand, the village was a very pretty sight.
Gareth then turned the boat and steered it along the coastline in a northerly direction.
"That's where I live," he said pointing at a cute whitewashed cottage at the edge of the village. "I can see that my mam is hanging out the washing."
I studied him closely. He was a good looking young hulk with curly black hair and a square jaw and wide mouth. I fancied him a lot.
It was getting hotter and hotter and I took off my T-shirt and rubbed sun tan lotion over my chest.
"Watch your shoulders," said Gareth as he took the lotion out of my hand. "Let me do them for you."
My skin tingled as he massaged the lotion deep into my shoulders and then into my back. I felt my cock spring to life. Then he gave me a beach-hat to stop my face burning.
A few minutes later we came to a spectacular cove backed by steep rock cliffs. The golden sand was completely undisturbed and the cove was totally private.
"Let's pull in here," I said.
He turned the rudder until the boat ran aground and we dragged her up the gentle slope to secure her.
I spread out the bathing towels and he unloaded the drinks container. We drank two cokes each in quick succession and we lay alongside each other and sunbathed for a while. Then he sat up, took off his shirt and rubbed lots of suntan lotion over his hairy chest. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye and felt my cock getting hard again.
We took more sun for about half an hour and then he jumped up and pulled down his shorts and stepped out of them. He was wearing no briefs and I gulped at his cute boy-like firm buttocks.
Gareth turned to me and asked me if I wanted to swim. His limp six inch dick dangled between his two low hung balls.
"Yes that would be cool," I said and got up and stripped off.
He smiled at me and took in the enormous size of my cock. We walked into the cool water and swam about for quite some time.
Our bodies dried out quickly as we walked up the beach to our towels. We sat down and I looked longingly at Gareth's shapely large cock that I saw was starting to rise. I smiled at him and pushed a hand between his legs and fondled his balls as his erection became really stiff.
"Do you like me?" I asked him.
He nodded and grabbed my horny cock and squeezed it hard.
I gently pushed his chest back until he was lying on the towel with his legs bent up and wide apart. I kept on massaging his balls and fingered his hole with my index finger. He pulled my head towards him and gave me a very long wet kiss. My cock pulsated and wagged with excitement as I pushed my tongue deep inside his mouth. He sucked it hard.
We both reached for each other's foreskins and pulled them back and forth in short sharp tugs. Gareth sighed slowly to himself with pleasure and whispered in my ear.
"Can I suck your cock?" he asked me. "Be careful," I said softly, "I don't want to cum too quickly."
He leant over me and took as much of my cock into his mouth as he could without choking himself and he rocked his head back and fore until my helmet became gorged with blood and began to throb.
"Please fuck me," he pleaded as he got down on his knees and elbows. I knelt behind him and squeezed my swollen helmet just inside his hole and I heard him squeal out with pleasure. He was no virgin for sure since my cock slid into his tube so easily. Then, as he squeezed down on my meat, I felt the veins in my dick throb. I withdrew and then I lunged deep inside him. Gareth groaned ecstatically. Then I rested for a little and fondled his lovely balls and stiff cock.
"Fuck me harder," he whispered and I began to stroke in and out of him with very long fucks.
"Is that all right?" I asked him tenderly.
"Yes," he said. "Your cock's lovely and hot."
I kept on fucking him and wanking his foreskin until I felt his hot spunk coat my hand. Then I speeded up until my own cock tingled as I shot my load deep inside his tight hole.
We lay down together with our arms around each other and our legs intertwined and kissed each other over and over.
"When did you realise you were gay?" I asked him.
"When I got my first hard-on," he replied.
"How do you mean?" I asked him.
"I found a gay photo magazine when I was ten," he said. "My cock became hard for the first time when I got to page two."
I chuckled and squeezed his dick.
We dressed and went to the boat. The tide had risen somewhat and we re-launched the boat with ease.
"You were a great fuck," I said to him as we sailed back to the shore. "Will I get to fuck you back?" he asked me hopefully.
"Why ever not?" I replied as I gave him a deep-throat kiss.
After beaching the boat, Gareth took me into his small boat shed and closed the door. A welcome cooling breeze blew in through an open window.
"Can I fuck you now?" he whispered after he had stripped off.
I looked down at his darling upright dick and immediately felt my own cock swell again.
"Sit down on the chair," I replied. "I'll sit down on your dick."
I dumped my clothes on the floor and stood in front of him with my enormous cock pointing at his mouth. He sighed and pulled back my foreskin and sucked my helmet with his hands holding onto my thighs.
"Heaven," I said quietly with my hands on his broad shoulders.
Then I stood astride him and lowered myself onto him as he pointed his cock into my expectant hole. It was soon totally inside me and we clutched our chests to each other and gave each other deep wet kisses.
"You're a real horny young stud," I whispered into his ear as I began to raise and lower myself on his hot cock. He kissed my downy chest and stroked my rampant cock as I quickened my pace until I felt his horny cock pulsate inside me. Then I stood up and let him guzzle my quivering cock until my spunk filled his mouth. He swallowed hard and continued sucking my cock as I sighed in gratitude.
I paid him for the trip and said goodbye to him and promised to see him again. He smiled at me and waved as I walked back to my hotel. What would the rest of the day have in store for me, I wondered?
A Hot Weekend, Part 2
After my sexy morning session with young Gareth, I went back to the hotel, took a cool shower and changed into fresh shorts and a top. It was time to eat, I thought to myself. I decided to take a tour of the area to find a nice pub. A few miles from the village, I caught site of a tiny inn at the side of a small river. It had a sign advertising bar food. I slowed down my car, parked and went in.
"Hello," said the young chap behind the bar. "You're just in time. We close in half an hour."
I smiled at him. Wales was obviously a different kind of place.
"Our trade is mainly in the evening," the lad explained. "It's not worth opening all day."
"Is it still possible to have something to eat?" I asked.
"Would you fancy a hamburger, chips and salad?" he replied as he poured a pint of bitter for me.
That would be kind of you," I said before I started to sip the beer slowly.
Ten minutes later, the lad returned with the food and laid out a table for me. He was very sexy and I watched him closely as he fussed over me. He had dark brown eyes, dark hair and long black eyelashes.
"My name's Adam," I said.
"I'm Sion," he replied, "that means John in English," he explained and he gave me a friendly smile. "Call me if you need anything. I must start closing up."
He started by bolting the door and then began to clean the bar. I tucked into my meal but found it difficult to take my eyes off Sion as he moved around the bar. When I had finished, he came up to me to take my plate.
"Thank you," I said looking up at his handsome face. "That was very good."
Sion smiled and winked at me and I winked back. He cleared the table and went in to the kitchen.
A minute or so later, he returned to the bar. "Would you like another pint?" he asked me.
"I'd love to if you have time."
"Mind if I join you?" he asked with another wink.
"I'd like that very much," I replied winking back at him.
He pulled two pints of bitter for us and brought them out to the table.
I swallowed hard when I saw Sion walking towards me with the beer in his hands. He was totally naked below the waist and his ten-inch cock and low hung balls swung to and fro.
"It's very hot," he said as he sat down beside me and removed his shirt.
I felt my own cock harden as I looked at his trim beautiful body. Sion's cock began to rise and soon stuck out from his bush of jet black pubic hair. He put his arms around me and kissed me on the mouth and sucked my neck with passion.
I squeezed Sion's cock as it became a poker-stiff hard-on and caressed his dangling balls tenderly.
"Let's go upstairs," he whispered and he led me to his bedroom where I stripped off and showed him my enormous cock surrounded by a thicket of blond pubic hair.
"Let's suck each other for a while," I suggested and, after undressing, we lay in the sixty-nine position and took each other's steaming dicks into our mouths hungrily.
"I need to fuck you, Sion," I soon whispered to him desperately.
He rolled onto his back and opened his bent up legs wide as I knelt in front of him. I pulled his buttocks up onto my thighs and guided my hot cock into his tight hole. He responded by draping his legs over my shoulders and I rocked back and fore at a fast pace.
He gasped and groaned with delight as I fucked him vigorously and I jerked his dick hard until I felt my hand sticky with his spunk. Then I fucked him furiously until I felt myself cum.
We both collapsed on each other breathlessly and hugged and kissed each other. Then we dozed for a while snuggled up together.
I finally stirred when I heard someone downstairs.
"Don't worry," Sion said. "It's only my friend from the village. He comes up in the afternoon if he's not busy on the beach."
I smiled to myself as I heard the visitor climbing the stairs.
"Mind if I join you guys?" Gareth said standing in the doorway with his stiff cock in his hand.
It was going to be an unforgettable afternoon, I thought to myself.
Gareth stripped off and got into bed with Sion between us and his hand reached over and grabbed my horny cock. Sion turned to me and gave me a loving wet kiss as Gareth wanked my throbbing dick.
"Fuck me again" Sion whispered in my ear. "I want your cock in my hole again."
I thrilled at the thought of my meat inside him again and pulled him out of bed. He bent over with his hands on his knees and my cock lunged into him from behind.
Gareth jumped out of bed and knelt down and sucked Sion's dick. My cock was bursting to cum and I fucked in and out of Sion's cute tube like a stallion. Sion squealed with pleasure as his cum filled Gareth's mouth. I held his hips firmly and lunged in and out of him with deep strokes until my own cock spurted and tingled. My head swooned as I fucked on until my cock was spent.
I laid down on the floor and opened my bent up legs for Gareth to shag me. He was inspired. I had never been fucked more aggressively. I put my legs around his waist as his cock stabbed in and out of me. Sion's dick was horny again and he knelt beside me and shoved it deep into my mouth. I sucked it greedily.
Sion's cock climaxed in my mouth and I swallowed his warm, salty cum. Then my own cock shot several spurts of cum in the air which hit Gareth's face and chest. He fucked me on and on until his cock exploded inside me as Sion sucked my cock dry. Then we all got into bed together in a tumble of arms, legs and sticky dicks and took a well earned nap.
A Hot Weekend, Part 3
That evening was balmy and all I needed to wear was a pair of baggy shorts and a T-shirt. I ate ravenously at the hotel and drove back to the pub at about nine. It was Saturday night and the place was packed. Gareth and Sion were running the bar.
Most of the crowd were in their early twenties - a good ten years younger than I was. But they were very friendly and I had a good time chatting to them. They melted away at about half past eleven and Gareth started locking up just after the village policeman arrived.
He was an extremely handsome guy in his mid-twenties. I got horny looking at him as he chatted to Sion at the bar. He was tall with broad shoulders and very narrow hips. I thought that he looked captivating in his summer shirt and policeman's helmet. Sion poured him a pint and disappeared behind the bar with Gareth.
"Mind if I join you?" he said to me as he came over to my table.
"Not at all," I said quite taken with his lilting Welsh accent.
He sat down beside me and told me that he was called Bob.
I introduced myself and we shook hands. He had a firm manly grip which sent a shiver of excitement through my body. He smiled at me as I looked into his deep blue eyes. My cock was now red hot for him.
"I've just finished my shift," he told me. "Sion often looks after me after he's closed up. He's quite a pal."
I glanced down at his crotch and I saw an enormous bulge in his trousers. Did he have the hots for me, I wondered?
He read my thoughts and smiled and winked at me as he undid his fly and took out his rampant cock and showed it to me. It was over ten inches long and ramrod straight with a wet purple helmet partly hidden by his foreskin. I sucked air at the sight of it.
"Your a good looking guy," he said to me softly. "I don't get to meet someone like you everyday."
He was irresistible and I bent down on him and sucked his massive dick as his hand slid up my shorts until it found my stiff meat.
He stood up, kicked off his shoes and pulled off his trousers and shorts. He stood in front of me still wearing his shirt and helmet and shoved his tasty dick back into my mouth. I sucked him until he was quite close to coming. Then I got up and pulled off my shorts and he knelt down and sucked my throbbing dick.
"I want you to fuck me!" I cried out to him. I got up and bent over with my hands on my knees and he shoved his meat completely inside me. I groaned with pleasure as he fucked me as I had never been fucked before.
A camera flashed from behind the bar and I looked up and saw Sion taking pictures of me getting fucked by Bob. Gareth stood next to him. They were both naked and came over to us. Gareth knelt down in front of me and sucked my hot cock and Sion stuck his dick in my mouth as Bob's cock spurted and quivered inside me.
My dick exploded it's cum into Gareth's mouth just before Sion's cock filled my mouth with cum. My cock spurted again as Bob kept on stabbing his meat into me. I was in heaven.
I sat on a bench seat next to Bob and we kissed each other lustfully. I unbuttoned his shirt and he slipped it off so that I could see his body fully naked. It was a gorgeous sight. His nipples and cock were surrounded by masses of jet black hair.
"You were a lovely lay," he whispered in my ear.
"Do I get to fuck you back?" I murmured to him as I sucked one of his nipples.
"I can't wait for you to get your meat inside me." he replied without hesitation.
Our cocks were stiff again and Sion and Gareth sucked them as Bob and I kissed and embraced each other.
Gareth and Sion then cleared a long table and Huw put his helmet on my head and lay down on it with his legs over my shoulders. I thrilled when my cock slipped through his tight hole. I held onto his thighs and rocked in and out of him as Sion took more pictures of us.
I smiled down at him as I fucked him slowly and wanked his huge dick. He smiled back at me. It was then that I realised that I could easily fall in love with him. Then I began to lose control and I quickened my pace and fucked him madly with our balls banging together.
He squealed with pleasure as I hit his spot and he shot his spunk all over my face. And then my cock throbbed and spurted inside him. I knew that we were just made for each other.
We dressed each other and Bob offered me a nightcap back at his cottage near the beach and my hotel. It was the first time that I drove with a police escort. We talked about ourselves for most of the night as lovers do and then as dawn was breaking, we went to bed together and made slow erotic love to each other.
A few days later, I got the pictures that Sion had taken and a letter from Bob. It told me how much he missed me and asked me to come and stay at his cottage the very next weekend. He had included his phone number for me to reply.
I looked at the pictures of us making love and I realised that I had completely fallen for him. I dialled his number and thrilled to hear the sound of his voice again.
"I'm so glad you called," he said with his lovely Welsh accent. "I can't stop thinking about you."
"It's the same for me," I told him. "I'll be with you again Friday evening."
I heard him sigh with relief at my reply. Then he blew me a kiss down the phone and murmured something to me in the Welsh language.
"What does that mean?" I whispered.
"It means I love you," he replied softly.
"Forget Friday," I found myself saying after a short pause. "I'll be with you tonight."
The End
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Richard Allan