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The Caribbean waters are turquoise, and if you listen to the song "Amarula Sun," it is word porn to describe this phenomenon. As my feet and torso felt so good, calm on the white sands, the usual dope dealers of Mexico were selling their wares to fellow tourists. I kept repeating politely "no thanks" in Spanish, as the drinks were more than enough, as the buzz plus the views brought my blood pressure down. Wearing my tight orange swim briefs, I had sashayed by all the good looking handsome men, as all that I was missing was some wonderful cock. It had been a long time since I had sex, and the alcohol was adding to my hormonal challenges.
Warm weather and the sun on my crotch, it was obvious to anyone that my penis was hard. Was a shame this wasn't a nude beach. Yet looking at the muscular guys enjoying the crashing waves, or throwing footballs around, I took another chug of the delicious margarita. Who knows what number this one. Then again Caribbean time means "do it." There's no last minute deadlines, or running to get on the subway train. Also the suit not being in sight was a pleasant joy, as I didn't need the tie known as the professional albatross around my neck. Bob Marley cranked up on the beach, as from every side I could see hotel row. It was great for the festive vibe, and so far the only making out was a obviously just married husband and wife. She was so lucky, as looking at her man's swimsuit, he was extremely hung. At this point I'd be happy with any sized cock inside me, as my hole needed to be stretched, along with the insatiable appetite for sex that I carried in each strand of my DNA.
Being in my early 40s, I'm still young, but admittedly got a few greys in my long brown hair. These are pearls of wisdom, and most were earned by being a lawyer in the hell known as Manhattan. It wasn't as if I hated it, but there were times the hours being, a partner of a financial law firm were stressful. Constant paperwork plus 16 hours being "normal," it was so good to be in Cancun taking in rays. My shaved chest had extra sunscreen on, and being 5'9 and 165 pounds of muscle, I continued my workout program despite this being a vacation. It took more effort than my 20's, but that 32" waist was a reminder that I was getting results. Admittedly a healthy metabolism helped, but being so focused on fitness, kept me looking and acting younger than my age.
Smiling thinking of last night. The resort I was staying at had a Michael Jackson show. This Mexican man who played the role of MJ had his moves down. Plus sitting at a table, with a good beverage hearing nostalgic songs was fun. For about two hours I was "back in the day." That sounds system really kicked things up, to a level a vacationer wouldn't expect. Years before I had traveled to the Dominican Republic and Virginia Islands, and yes they were pleasant on a number of ways. Yet this was the best by yet, and I was able to truly relax. Room service was top notch, as was all of the hotel staff. My coworker had picked well for me, and once back I'd have to get him a bottle of tequila at the airports duty free shop.
As the early evening made its appearance, there was a small breeze, and sure enough a quick thunderstorm. It was mildly amusing to stumble back to the safety of the hotel, with hundreds of other people. Staff quickly cleared all pool areas, and I decided to call it a evening with a small dinner. Passing out in that hotel room was perfect, and that bed was so damn comfortable. I woke up as the sun started to come through the clouds, and hopped in the shower. A bit of touch up was complete, as I shaved my rear end and penis, for that svelte smooth look that appeared and felt best. Looking in the mirror I shaved remnants of a mustache and beard too. Today I put on my bright green tight swimsuit, and hoped that I could find another guy, to have a fling with. Nothing so far on my tinder and grindr app interested me, and seemed like I was competing with a lot of bottoms. That's something none of us ever can control. It's frustrating but it is part of being a gay man, as either there's too many tops or bottoms, with rarely anything else.
Grabbing a pink beach towel, lying down in the sun with plenty of sunscreen on, I decided to enjoy the waves. Ocean noises were on an app I used to sleep at night. Who knows why they are so relaxing, and I laughed seeing fellow tourists being pulled by a boat attached to parachutes. Maybe when I was younger I'd try that, but at this point of life the excitement was more like swimming in cenotes, or going to a historical place. At least they were looking to have fun, and the other amusing thing to observe, was the planes with advertisements behind them on banners. Cancun was definitely happening, as lots of people out on the beaches. With my legs open, I kicked back and laid down for a good tan opportunity. The weed sellers continued their enterprise on the beach, and I almost fell asleep with a margarita in my hand. Yet next to me was the sound of another human, and as my eyes refocused between booze and sun, he was extremely handsome.
Waves continued their beautiful symphonic sound, as the guy next to me said "nice spot man." I nodded in agreement smiling saying "isn't this the best spot in the world?" Soon Jose and I were conversing like two long lost buddies, and soon we each got margaritas. He was vacationing from Venezuela, spoke fluent English, and was roughly my height, but a bit more muscular, I had to think in my head, "he's really good looking, don't focus on his crotch." Yet with more drinks I probably was losing my restraints, and I noticed it before too late when talking about how strong he was. Yet there was no hint of indignation, but rather a sheepish grin. We continued to drink and his chiseled pecs and dark skin were very sexy. His almond colored eyes started to dance, and we definitely were closer to each other than before. Roughly my age, he called an umbrella man over, and with that providing us shade for $5, he pulled me to him and kissed me quickly.
All of a sudden he pulled back and started apologizing. I smiled at him and said, "do it again." My balls were oozing sperm as my cock hardened, and he did. His lips. Wow Jose had the most kissable lips and he was clean shaven as well, wearing a very masculine cologne. Discreetly as we could, I started to do figure 8's on the back of his neck, as the booze and hormones kicked in. I think a lady saw us kiss quickly. We continued to here and there, as the beach was emptier, due to a pool concert. Finally I couldn't take it anymore, and I whispered in his ear, "follow me then take me."
Getting up on my feet, sand in my toes, I walked into a empty cabana shelter tent, or whatever those things are called. Closing the hatch the sun still provided light, as we held hands, necking, and kissing. Our tongues together on the beach, that made up the floor, I went down his chest with my fingers and tongue. Seductively I told him "I expect you to fuck me good." Jose smiled as I took his swimsuit. He had a gigantic uncut cock, and I kept pulling out the head licking and sucking him with absolute determination. The sand on my knees, I took him into my lips, and held down as much as I could. His musky sweaty penis in my mouth felt so good, and as I went up and down on his throbbing manhood, the taste of his sweet precum entered my throat. I greedily took what I could. He was moaning, and the look on his face, screamed this guy knows what he's doing.
I slurped on his balls. They were gigantic too, and there's just something about Latino cock. Especially uncut as I got to work on a penis as it was created naturally. His arms flexed and he moaned as now I was going down on him full force. Soon he had taken my green trunks off, and bent me over. Oh yes he was licking my asshole. I literally almost screamed. No one had ever rimmed me before like this. Plus he then said "I dig your shaved penis and testicles," touching them making me bite down on my lips in anticipation. Jose continued to lick my asshole out, and soaked, I finally couldn't take it anymore. "Fuck me baby, please fuck me."
He bent me over, and I felt pressure on my rear end. First he grabbed my cheeks which was so pleasurable, and right after that he penetrated me. Initially there was some pain, as this wasn't going to be a gentle love making session. This was animal lust plain and simple. Oh he started to drop his big cock in me like a jackhammer, and I felt him thoroughly stretching my hole. Heat met him, and he railed me with reckless abandon. My heart was beating a million miles an hour. Soon I got the chance to ride him and kiss. It felt so amazing to look in his eyes as he plunged me.
All of my insides were shaking, and he took me from behind again. Jose rubbed my nipples, and I just lost it. So quickly it came on, and every nerve ending was lit on high. The orgasm was incredible, as my white sperm was all over the sand. Oh yes he had made me climax, and now I wanted him to breed me. I climbed on top of him, looking away from him, as my legs spread to ride him to insanity. His cock made my insides hurt but in a good way. Waves of pleasure, and I could touch his balls. They were tightening up, so I continued to gently massage them and kiss Jose. Sure enough at a high rate of speed and volume, his sperm flew into my receptive ass. He yelled out as his orgasm was explosive fun, and soon we kissed and put our clothes back on.
The rest of the vacation we spent time in each other's rooms, and we still call or text each other occasionally. He had one of the finest dicks I've ever had, and now with travel restrictions over, we are considering the Caymans. That's a part of the Caribbean known for its banks, but it'll soon be known where him and I passionately make love, and I take his deposits in full. Thinking of his brown eyes and big penis always make me horny, and I look forward to our next foray in an exotic locale. My ass is shaking with happiness, thinking of him inside me on my g spot, violently cumming everywhere and with someone who's company I truly enjoy.