London Vacation - Part 3
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It turned out I really was too tired from the afternoon's attention from Kevin. After dinner with my parents -- which I just barely made -- I returned back to my hotel room intending to take just a short nap before texting Craigslist dude, but fell into a deep slumber.
When I woke up, it was 9.10am and my parents were ringing the room, wondering where I was as we'd agreed to meet for breakfast at 9 in the lobby. Damn. My morning wood was pointing straight at me as I told my mom that I was going to be a coupla minutes late. She said to hurry up and reminded me we were going to hit the stores today; it was her favourite day on our trip, the shopping day, where she'd buy me and Dad all kinds of shit we didn't know we liked or wanted. Personally, I don't mind it so much as my mom's got good taste and she's kinda hip, but I don't generally give her the satisfaction of knowing that.
I took a quick look at my cell phone -- 3 texts from my would-be sex partner last night; the first asking if I was still keen, the second cajoling and the third telling me that I missed a hot session. Shit. Oh well. I quickly jumped into the shower, got my boner under control, got dressed and headed to the elevators. As I walked towards them, a single guy was walking towards me and stopped a few doors down from my room. He looked about 30, kinda nerdy with glasses, but I could tell he was pretty worked out as his polo shirt was pretty well stretched across his chest and arms. I gave him a look, and he didn't seem to notice as he opened his door and pulled his luggage in. As I walked by, I gave him a wink and a smile just as he was shutting his door, and he looked a little surprised just as the door closed.
I could feel my dick stirring lightly in my pants, but duty called, and so I headed down to meet my parents in the restaurant. They were done with breakfast, and mom was a little cross with me for being late -- she wanted to be at the stores at 10 on the dot when they opened and was not amused. I apologized, and dad stepped in to help: he suggested they would start with the shopping and I could meet them at the store later. This was an awesome idea, of course, since I had nerdy guy on my mind, but I didn't tell them. They told me to put everything on their room tab as they left, and after 5 minutes of looking at the menu, I got the check and headed back upstairs.
I knew I was being brazen, but I had a plan in my mind to try to score some sex this morning cos I was horny as hell. I knocked on his door and waited for a bit. A few moments later, he opened the door, a quizzical look on his face.
"Yes?" he had a low, husky voice, slightly accented.
"Hi," I said, feeling a bit nervous now that my dick had gotten me into an awkward position, "I wanted to apologize if I made you uncomfortable earlier, you know, winking and all that..."
He looked a bit surprised but didn't say anything at first. Then, "Oh, that's okay," he said.
I stood there for a while, trying to read him -- my hormones were raging and I wanted to be fucked real bad, but at the same time, he was being so polite and normal, I couldn't quite figure out how to get in his pants.
"Well, I'm over in that room," I pointed to my room across the hallway, "And if you get bored or anything, and wanna like, maybe talk or whatever, let me know?" I realized this sounded weird even as I said it, but I was running out of ideas.
He didn't say anything, but his expression spoke volumes -- he thought I was some weird kid. "Er, okay," he said.
"Okay," I said, and waved and smiled as I backed away. "Have a nice day."
He closed the door with a slight smile and I felt really stupid. Fuck. My boner was still very much in existence, and I reached for my cell as I opened the door to my room. Inside, I texted Craigslist guy again: "Sorry I missed last nite. Horny as fuck. U free now?" Then I remembered he had said he was leaving this morning -- damnit.
I fired up my laptop. I had about 2 hours, I figured, before I had to rendezvous with my parents, and I was pretty sure I could have some fun in that time. I didn't want to just jack off -- which was the sensible thing to do -- because I was feeling really horny and kinda filthy. Then I remembered there was a sauna nearby. It was probably too early, though -- and besides, I had never been to a sauna before and didn't want to go it alone in a foreign city; I was horny but not stupid.
I took off my pants and began rubbing my cock which was already hard. All kinds of ridiculous scenarios came to mind -- ordering room service and seducing the waiter, or randomly going to the hotel gym to try to pick someone up; clearly, I'd been watching too much porn lol! In the end, it didn't take long at all -- within 3 minutes, I was cumming all over myself, lying down on the bed, my mind a flurry of images and memories of the times I'd been fucked in the last two days evoking all the physical sensations I needed to bring me much needed relief.
"Fucking hell," I muttered to myself as I cleaned up. I definitely had to get laid later that night. I had a few minutes, so I looked up Grindr, which was an app I hadn't yet installed on my phone, but which seemed important to do today since I knew my hunger for sex was barely diminished by my quick jerk off session. It took a while to set up, but once on, I started hitting the app to see what was available and was surprised to see there was already a fair bit of action in the immediate vicinity. I looked at the time -- I had roughly an hour and 20 minutes, and decided to roll the dice, what the hell.
There was someone else in the hotel looking for some action, so I got in touch. It was nice and uncomplicated since he seemed to be as eager as I was. He was down on the 4th floor, and though his picture was blurry, I liked enough of what I saw. Besides, I was horny as fuck and didn't really care since he had a dick and he was a top lol! When I got to his room, I knocked and he opened the door immediately.
He was already naked, with his cock at half mast, and I walked in quickly. The room was in partial darkness, but I had caught a good glimpse of his face, and he was hot. About 20something, I'd say, with a day's beard on his sharp featured, handsome face. He was blonde and tall, and his cock was a nice, thick piece of meat that I immediately reached out to stroke as he led me into his room.
I slipped off the t-shirt I was wearing and undid my pants as he moved in for a kiss. We didn't bother talking since that was not the point. His lips were hard and insistent as he stabbed his tongue into my mouth, sucking my breath in. I could feel his beard scratching against my face as my pants dropped to the floor. His hands were immediately on my bum, groping those mounds of flesh I worked hard to sculpt, and I could feel the sticky precum oozing from his piss slit rubbing against my stomach as he ground his cock into me. I could feel the hard, thick shaft pressing urgently against my own throbbing fuckstick as he pulled my underwear down and began caressing my butt cheeks with his hands. He gave them each a slap, the stinging sound rang out in the relative quiet of the room.
"I want to fuck you now," he said with a distinctive German accent. I just nodded and kicked off my underwear as he walked over to the table where he had a bottle of lube and a condom lying there in anticipation.
I walked over to the curtains which were half drawn and saw that he had a room that overlooked the side pedestrian street next to the hotel. I turned back to watch him roll the condom on his fine looking dick -- it was about 7 inches, I reckoned -- and began to absently fondle myself as an all-consuming wave of lust came over me. I wanted his cock inside my hole; I wanted him to push himself into me and to really fuck me till we both came.
I pushed the curtain open wider, and he came round to stand behind me. His fingers were wet with lube and he began rubbing the cold solution against my hole as he pressed his cock against my bum.
"I want you to fuck me against this window," I said, looking down at the unsuspecting people walking by below. No one was looking up - but the possibility of being watched really turned me on.
"Dreckige hire," he muttered, and I smiled. Ever since that German had plucked my virginity, I'd taken care to learn a couple of choice swear words and I didn't mind being called a 'dirty whore' in this case.
I leaned against the glass window, resting my arms against it as I arched my back, my legs wide apart, exposing my asshole for his invasion. My dick was pointing straight up against my flat stomach, hot and searing, leaking precut copiously. I licked my lips as I felt the fat head of his German sausage press against my sphincter, and then took a deep breath as I felt it enter me in one motion. The sudden pain that always accompanies that first stab was quickly replaced by the familiar sensation of ecstasy as the full length of his cock filled me. He was very thick - much thicker than I anticipated - but I was so hot and horny for cock that I was more than ready to take him. He grabbed my hips with both hands as he withdrew his dick very slowly, so I could feel each inch of his skin-wrapped piston pass my ass ring, and I groaned in delight.
Then, suddenly, he shoved it all back in swiftly, and I felt myself being pushed up against the window, my face flattened, my chest pressed against the cold glass, my dick and balls swinging wildly below me in full view of everyone below as he rammed his cock in and out insistently, quickly, mercilessly in and out of me. He hit my happy spot inside with his mushrooming cockhead, and spontaneously came, my cum shooting out in spurts against the window, coating it with my youthful nectar as I moaned from the pleasure his fucking was producing in me.
I shot 4, 5 ropes of cum, and began to settle down as I felt his penis continue its assault of my fuckhole. He was muttering to himself, his breath ragged, and his hands were pulling at me, my shoulders, my hair, my tits, as he continued to jackhammer in and out - he had great stamina, I had to give him that, and when he yanked my hair to twist my face around so he could kiss me, I felt my flaccid cock stir again from his rough treatment of me. Our tongues were dancing against each other as I felt his sweat drip onto my back. I had spread my legs even wider to open up my self even more for his big, thick cock, and amidst our moans, I could hear the 'slap, slap, slap' of skin on skin, the sound of fucking, which was music to my whore ears. This was what I loved best - being buggered up the shitter by a man, any man, I didn't care, and surrendering my body to his lust and hunger, to be used and fucked again and again. These thoughts made me even hornier, and my own cock twitched and spasmed with excitement.
I looked down for a moment when we broke our kiss, and I noticed that someone was looking up at us. It was a member of staff, a young woman on a cigarette break. She had a slight look of disbelief, and I laughed a little. I didn't care that she could see me being fucked - I quite enjoyed it; it just made everything we were doing seem even seedier and a bigger turn on. Behind me, the German had also noticed, and he raggedly said, "You like it, don't you? You are a slut!" This turned me on even more, and I pushed back against him to meet his every thrust. I could feel the full intensity of his hips bucking against my ass, and by now, we were both sweating profusely, our bodies sticky from the heat we were generating from our intense fucking. I began to tug at my cock, aiming for a three-peat cumshot as German stud behind me started to moan loudly, indicating how close he was to shooting his load.
"Fuck, I'm cumming," He grunted into my ear as he wrapped his arms around my waist and just landed his weight on my back, pushing me down on my knees as I felt his cock throbbing inside my bunghole. I furiously jacked my cock, and began my third orgasm of the morning - 3 healthy squirts of jizz against the glass window againt. Our collective gasps and moans filled the room with vocal evidence of our satisfaction, and as our ejaculations died down, I felt him withdraw from me and slowly lie down on the floor.
I got up, my knees slightly weak from the awkward position I had been fucked for the last 15-20 minutes, and made my way to the bathroom. I wiped my ass slightly, and ran some cold water over my face before spontaneously jumping into the shower for a quick rinse off. I toweled off, and walked into the room to see the guy still lying on the floor, sated and spent, his dick now soft and flopping by his massive crotch bush. I dressed silently and quickly. There was no need for us to talk - this had been about sex, nothing more. We had both gotten what we wanted, and now, I was ready to go meet my parents. I walked out of the room without looking back.