Peter got up the minute he heard Jack closing the front door behind him. After he had shaved and washed himself he put on his best clothes, afterall he was going to the Amstel Hotel. Auntie Leo was already up when he came downstairs.
"You're up early!"
"Morning!" Peter said, "Got to go."
"Let me get you a cup of coffee."
Not wanting to explain Peter just gave her a quick kiss and went out. He got on the tram, And got of close to the hotel. He had only one block to walk along the river Amstel.
He ran up the stairs leading to the entrance of the hotel, a doorman opened the door for him.
For a second Peter was stunned by the richness of the hotel lobby.
"ahh, room 215, please." he stuttered to the doorman.
The man pointed to the big staircase on the left, "the elevator is just next to it." Peter walked through the lobby over the thick carpet, and decided to go up with the elevator, just for the fun of. The operator gave him a weird look when he told the floor.
There was a "ping" and the door slide open, the operator bowed his head as Peter got out. Again a thick carpet laid on the marble floor, along the wide corridor. Peter felt like he was at the court of one of those French kings, Louis the fourtheenth, only the man he got to was much more interesting.
He reach room 215. He looked at his watch, three minutes to eight, right on time then, he tooka deep breath and knocked.
The door was opened at once and Peter looked right in the face of John.
"So glad you are here, come in."
Peter stepped in and had a quick look at the luxurious room, Jon closed the door and leaned back against the door. He was wearing a long black robe which reached his ankles. Peter turned around and gave John a big smile.
"Good to see you again", he said.
"Same here!" John replied, he undid his tie, the robe fell a bit open, showing of his big cock hanging down over his huge balls. He let the robe slide down his body.
"Wow!" was all Peter coudl say, seeing this perfect strong body.
John took two steps and planted his lips on Peter's, driving his tongue deep into Peter's mouth. Peter kissed him back, feeling both John's and his own dick getting harder. Sucking John's tongue deep into his mouth he managed to get his jacket off, John unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the floor. Now their naked torsos were rubbing against eachother. John bent down and started sucking Peter's nipples.
Peter had to open his trousersm his cock was rock hard and was pressing hard against the fabric. The minute his trousers fell down, John pulled down his underwear and took his throbbing cock in his hand. He pulled back the foreskin and watched as a drop dripped out. He pulled Peter's balls down, making his cock even harder. He looked up to Peter and gave him a wink.
"A beauty!" he said and gave the head a kiss before he opened his mouth and started to suck Peter.
"Ohhh!" Peter let out as he steaded himself by restig his hand on John's broad shoulders.
John sucked his cock good, running his tongue over the head and taking his cock all the way in to his pubes. Peter could only close his eyes and enjoy the feeling that run through his body, just the thought of a man like John kneeling down to suck him alsmost made him cum.
Peter started to fuck John's mouth while John ran his hands all over Peter's naked back and ass. He could feel his lust rising as he pounded his cock faster into John's mouth.
John pulled back with a grin, "not so fast, hunk. First let us get you totally naked."
Peter took a deep breath, only glad that John had let go, he untied his shoes and kicked them out. He stepped out of his trousers and his underwear. John watched every move he made while he slowly stroked his enormous meat.
Totally naked with his cock sticking out and dripping, Peter looked at John. For a few seconds they just admired eachother. John Stepped forward, kissed him on his lips and lifted him. While he walked over to the bed, John kept on kissing him. To Peter it was the most romantic thing that ever happed to him. He placed Peter on the grand bed, and laid on top of him. Kissing him from head to toe. Then he lifted Peter's legs up in the air, exposing his ass, John pushed Peter's legs higher up till they were against the wall.
John stick out his tongue and started to licj Peter, he started with his toe, to the heel then over his calves and inside od his theighs. Peter moaned out aloud as his tongue went over his balls. Jong went to the other lage and did teh same in reverse order. Peter was so hot and was afraid to shoot any second, his cock was making a little pool of pre-cum right on his belly. John's tomgue moved down his leg again to his crotch, with his head he pushed Peter's cock aside and licked the pre-cum of his belly.
He gently kissed Peter's cock and moved his tongue to his ass.
Peter pushed his ass a bit up and pushed out, he grunted as he felt John's warm wet tongue pushing into him. He held his ankles and pulled them, urging John to go deeper. The man had a big cock, but also his tongue was long, Peter groaned aloud as he felt the tongue getting in real deep and he could feel John's stubble brushing against his flesh.
"Oh, yeah fuck me, please fuck me!" he moaned. Then he felt John's cockhead against his hole. O man, this was huge, but he wanted it, he wanted John to fuck him with hus huge thick cock.
John let some spit dribble down on his ass and spat in his his hand.
"Don't worry", John reassured him, "I'll take it slow." While he lubed his cock with his spit.
"I want it" Peter moaned.
John leaned over and kissed him on his lips, at teh same time he put pressed on his cock, Peter let out a sigh and pushed back as he felt the big round head entering him.
Before John could move deeper, Peter laid his hand on Peter's shoulders, "hang on a second."
Peter relaxed and laid his head back into the pillow, he gave a nod, and John thrusted his hips forward.
Peter yelled out, it felt like he was split in two, it burnt so badly.
"I'm sorry!" John said and kissed him.
"Don't be , I want your cock all the way in, nevertheless." Peter answered, he put his legs against Jonh's ass and pushed.
Slowly John's cock entered him, filling him up as no cock had ever done before. The pain was deep but short, his cock was harder then ever before. When he felt John's balls slapping against his bare flesh he knew it was all the way in, he felt proud of himself and a wave of pleasure went through his body.
"Mmmm, yeah, fuck me!" he moaned.
John started to move thick fat cockm pulling it out and rammingit back in again, pounding Peter's ass as a mad man.
Peter had lost control of his body, he groaned loudly, he knew he was cumming, he felt his sperm boiling in his balls, rushing through his cock, with a loud cry, his cock started to spew. Spurt after spurt, his jizz landed on his chest and head, even the headboard was hit. And still John kept on pounding his ass. His cock wouldn't go down, it seemed that with every thrust John made, his cock only got harder and harder.
Peter reached out for John's nipples and pulled on them hard. John moaned amd Peter lifted his face up and pushed his tongue deep into John's mouth.
He could see John's biceps and shoulders flex, he pulled harder on those big nipples, John threw his head back and rammed his cock hard forward, so hard that Peter hit the headboard.
Peter gave a cry, "O fuck! I'm cumming!"
For the second time his cock started to explode, at the same time John reached his orgasm too, flooding his ass with his warm seed.
Together to moaned and groaned, John still pounding his spewing cock deep into Peter's ass. Finally John stopped and pulled out, he licked the cum of Peter's belly and chest before giving him a deep and long kiss.
"O, man, you are fucking hot", he said and rolled next to Peter, pulling his head on his broad chest.
"That was fantastic." Peter said, his hand moved down and played with the softening cock.
"Let's order some breakfast, I'm starved." John picked up the phone and order two large breakfast.
John kissed him on his head and Peter kept his hand wandering over the flat stomach and now soft cock.
After a few minutes there was a knock at the door.
"Enter!"
A waiter entered pushing a cart.
"Sir, eh, Sirs, your breakfast." He took a bow d pushed the cart to the end of the bed.
John got out of bed and walked naked to a chair where his jacket hang. He got some coins out of his pocket and handed them over to the waiter. The waiter kept staring at the floor received the tip and got quickly out of the room.
"You're terrible." Peter laughed.
They had their breakfast in bed, fried eggs, bacon, coffee, croissants (the first time Peter ate them and he loved them) and fresh orange juice.
"God, that was delicious", Peter said and kissed John.
"Come on, let's have a shower now." Saying that John jumped out of bed, Peter felt a stir in his balls as he saw John's cock swinging back and forth as he walked over to the bathroom.
"A shower!" Peter said and quickly followed him.
John had turned on the shower and stepped into the streaming water. He stick out his hand and pulled Peter under the warm stream. He pressed his lips firmly on Peter's.
Peter loved the shower, feeling the warm water cascading over his body, made kim all feel tingly. John's big hands soaped him up, paying extra attention to his hardening cock and to his ass opening.
Soon Peter had his back to John, his hands against the tiles, and his ass filled with biggest cock he had ever had.
They fucked hard and passionatly, while the warm water splashed on on them. With load groans Peter shot his load, seconds later John filled his ass again with his warm seed.
Peter just loved the big white fluffy towel he used to dry him off and he could not take his eyes of John's body. When John had finished he threw the towel on the floor and took a long white robe and put it on, he handed another to Peter.
He put inon and ran his finger he ran over the insignia of the hotel which was embrioded on the robe. He walked over to the window overlooking the river. He felt like a king in his palace.
John poured them another cup of coffee.
"Peter, I want to stay intouch with you, here is my card, whenever you are in the neighbourhood, just let me know."
Peter took the cart and looked at it, the address was in Aerdenhout, a small town close to Haarlem and the coast, a place where only the rich lived.
John saw the expression on his face, "I really like to see you again."
"Me too, but I am not often in that erea."
John smiled, "can't blame you, it's a very boring town, but maybe you can come and stay a weekend. Hey, what's your telephone number, we could meet next time when I'm in town."
Great, Peter, thought, as if everybody had a telephone! "Look this is the phone number of a bar," while he wrote a number on the stationary of the hotel, "just leave your name and I'll return the call."
"Thanks, you know you can call me anytime." John put his cup down and took Peter's face in his hands, "You're very special."
He gave Peter a quick kiss, "now we have to hurry, you want to ride with me in the taxi to the station?"
"Sure."
"Come on, lets get dressed and be on our way."
In front of the station the said goodbye and hugged.
"Give me a call sometime, I would like that." John slapped his shoulder, gave him a last smile and walked into the station.
Pete watched him go in, he already missed him.