Humidity high, temperature soaring... a day with the sun high in the sky, weather only fit to be at the poolside. And I'm working my butt off, driving the car, with the busted airconditioning, along the hot roads of France.
I'm a salesman. I'm 40, I'm happily married. My work takes me to all corners of the continent, by car, plane, whatever means necessary. I measure 1.72, weigh 72 kg, do sport regularily, and am reasonably fit. I keep my well-built cock (19 cm long, more than average thickness) partly shaved, with only some hairs at the base. My scrotum is shaved clean, as are my legs (I'm a bicycle rider...)
Fuck the French cars, with their failing electronics and too soft breaks. Comfortable, yeah, but quality and endurance, forget it. 450 km to go, at least 4 hours in this heat, and I'm already sweating like hell. Me shirt is clinging to my chest. How will I present myself to the customer in a decent way. I'll have to buy a new shirt before going to meet him.
Ok, we're getting close. Only 200 km, and all of a sudden the phone rings. My customer informs me he is called away urgently for family matters, and asks me if tomorrow will be ok. I'm happy to tell him I'd already booked the hotel, so no problem at all.
I feel much better already, although sweat is still running freely down my front and back. I even start singing and the last bit of distance to my destination town seem to fly under the wheels. This suddenly gives me a lot of free time to discover the town. Whenever I travel to a town, I try to discover it's nightlife if given the chance. And I mean the adult nightlife... I like to go to sexshops or sexcinema's to get really horny and masturbate afterwards. I never cheated on my wife, we just get off on me telling her what I did in certain towns.
I check into the hotel, and the first thing I do is put on my swimming trousers, and go to the pool. It's outside, well secluded, and there are some lounge chairs along the poolside, but only one other (male) customer is lying on one of them, looks like he's sleeping.
I swim a couple of lengths, and settle in the sunshine on a chair straight across the pool from where the other customer is lying, with both my legs hanging of the sides of the chair. I let myself dry in the slight breeze. The chairs are very comfortable, and I feel very nice here. My eyes close, and my thoughts go to what I'm gonna do this evening exploring the town. I haven't been here before, so I'll have to check the internet for some locations to find `enjoyment'. My mind fills with highly interesting images of breasts, nipples, pussy, cocks, balls, asses, and the things that go on with some of these body parts combined. I open my eyes to snap out of my dreams, to notice that I am sporting a nice erection in my swimming trousers. My cock seems to enjoy the warmth... My eyes go around the pool area, and I see the other guy looking at me with a slight grin on his face. He must notice my erection without any doubt (he is staring straight into it by just looking in front of him), he seems to be enjoying my little show.
God knows how long he's been watching me getting hard. Did I touch myself while fantasizing without realizing it?
He's about 55 or 60, in good shape, suntanned and very hairy. He must be around 1.90m tall and is quite muscular it seems. He is also sitting with both legs spread and resting on either side of the chair. His cock seems to be confined to space that is far too small for comfort. He has a huge erection himself, and seems to be stroking his balls with one hand resting between his legs. I look away, somewhat in shame, but suddenly also strangely aroused. What's going on, I've never been sexually excited by men?
I'm unable to move, my arms are now at my sides, I return my eyes to him. I'm drawn to his cock like a moth to light. He gently moves his thumb to where his cockhead must be, and starts stroking his cock. He places a towel in such a way that only I can watch his little show. I can't believe this, I'm watching a guy getting himself excited, and I get enormously excited by it myself.
My cock seems to grow beyond any size it's ever been, and I get tunnel vision: I can only watch and lie still. He's getting very hot now, his hand is inside his swimsuit, and he's now masturbating fully for my eyes only. I can tell he's getting close. His other hand removes his sunglasses and we look in each others eyes. I see his cum suddenly flying from under his waistband, covering the thick hairs on his chest with white globs. He relaxes and cleans himself with the towel.
I manage to get off my chair, and decide to cool down a little, I can hardly enter the lobby with a tent in my swimming pants the size of a pyramid, can I. I stand up and adjust the position of my still huge organ. I jump in the pool and swim some laps. I stop and cling to the side of the pool, facing my chair. I do not want to look at him now, I must ignore him and get to my room as soon as possible. I suddenly feel a hand in the small of my back, just above the waistband of my swimshorts. I almost cry out from being surprised, and try to pull away. I am however slightly blocked by the poolside in front of me, the ladder to my left, and the right arm of the other person to my right. And as I try to move slightly backwards, I feel I am bumping in to him, more specifically his erect penis I believe. "Shhh" he says, "it's ok"
I mumble "no it isn't" or that is what I want to mumble, but only things that do not make sense come out of my mouth. He gently continues to stroke my lower backside with his left hand, and tells me to follow him. I say no but he says he won't take no for an answer, and gets out of the pool. He bends down and reaches down to pull me out. I grab his hand and he pulls me out of the pool as if I was weighing nothing at all.
I cover up as best I can, and he almost pushes me to the elevator. We stand in the small elevator, he pushes the button for the 5th floor, and up we go. While riding up he looks me up and down thoroughly. We get out on the 5th floor, again, he leaves me little choice. I feel strangely overwhelmed by his presence and natural authority.
He opens room 527, and urges me in before him.
"Strip", he simply orders. I hesitate, but he says "look I already know how big your cock is, it almost jumps out of your pants, go on, strip".
I do as he says, and try to cover my genitals with my hands. My attempts are futile. The more embarrassed I get, the harder my cock seems to be getting.
He explains that he will give me a good time, I just have to relax. I manage to explain that I'm not gay. "Sure you're not", he says, "I see your wedding ring, you're bisexual I think. You don't have to do anything, just relax and let me have my way with your hot body and cock. OK?" I mumble "OK".
He pushes me towards the bathroom, takes his own swimming trousers off, and takes me with him into the bathtub. He turns me to have me face the wall. My legs are spread, my arms are opened wide. I am standing spreadeagled in the shower. The water is turned on, and he adjusts the temperature before hitting both of us with the spray. He starts washing me thoroughly from head to toe. Every inch is being soaped up, squeezed and washed. It feels hugely exciting to me. Within seconds I am rock hard, my penis pushing against the bathroom wall in front of me, with the hot water coming down and the man's fingers and hands, legs, feet and mouth washing me all over. He washes of the soap, I am to keep the same position. He washes himself now. He steps out first, dries off, and orders me out. By now his voice has taken the tone of an officer or something. It's clear he will be the boss. I step out of the tub and he dries me with a fresh towel. The drying is rough and gentle at the same time. My skin tingles, and turns red from the rubbing.
He grabs hold of my cock and leads me to the room. He draws the blankets from the bed, and covers it with some strange sheet. I am to lie down on my stomach on this sheet, and I can feel it's plastic on the side facing down, and some soft tissue on the side I'm lying on. He positions some pillows so that my chest, belly and butt are slightly raised. He suddenly ties my hands and feet to the bed, I am again spreadeagled...and now helpless.
He climbs on the bed, strokes my hair, back, bottom, legs and feet and back up again. I start to relax. "good" he says. I hear him rummaging through his stuff, opening a bottle or something. I feel something being poured on my back. His strong hands and fingers begin spreading what must be oil over my entire body. I feel warm, relaxed and slippery. He completely massages my head, back, calves, legs, feet. Than he pours more oil over my bottom, and spreads it between my cheeks with his hands. Instinctively I squeeze my legs shut, but he gently opens them up, and I relax again. Only until his index finger pushes against my butthole. Wait a fucking minute, but no way is he waiting. And soon it feels great, the massive amount of oil has eased the entrance of his finger through my sphincter. He starts massaging my prostate and I go to heaven. He pulls my cock from under my belly, it now points downwards to my toes, slightly pushing against the cushion he put under my abdomen to raise my butt.
He removes his finger, and an onbject is pushed in, facilitated by an other liberal amount of oil. It seems to stretch my ass beyond possibility, but suddenly it gets narrower and goes in quite easily. I feel quite filled up now. This must be a butt plug like I've seen in the porn movies. It starts buzzing and vibrating in my ass. It's point must be against my prostate. I cannot control my cock which seems to pulsate of its own. I leak precum like crazy.
He now releases me, turns me onto my back, and ties me spreadeagle again. My front is now covered in oil, he massages my face, neck, chest, belly, groin (without touching cock or balls), legs and feet and back up again. He pinches, caresses, sucks on my nipples. Once they are stiff he puts some sort of syringe with a wide opening on them, and applies vacuum, so that both nipples are being pulled up into the housing of the syringe. He repeats this several times and then leaves the `syringes' in place.
He now takes a long shoelace from his luggage, and ties first my balls and then my cock. All blood is now captured in my cock, it grows and grows, the cockhead seems to become like a mushroom, purple and pulsating in pleasure.
He has a big erection himself. He puts on a condom, and straddles my chest. He pushes his cock against my lips. When I refuse to open my mouth, he just says " go on, you'll like it, I know it!" and I obey. I hesitate and pen my mouth, let my tongue touch his cockhead, lick it gently, and then close my lips around it. He was right, I like sucking cock. I do my best to please him, and apparently I succeed: he withdraws his cock after only a few minutes. He now unties me, only to tie me up again, with now my legs blocked behind my arms so my butt is sticking in the air. He pulls out the plug, and applies oil to his cock. I know what's coming, but am not afraid anymore. I know I can trust him. He looks me straight in the eyes while gently pushing his cockhead through my sphincter. He enters me completely, this takes a couple of minutes. He removes the syringes and the shoelace, and fucks me while caressing my sore nipples and swollen cock each in turn. I go crazy with lust and pleasure. I can feel he is about to shoot his load, and so am I !!! Just before his orgasm he pulls out of my ass and removes his condom, he jerks me off with his left fist firmly around my cock, and masturbates himself with his right hand. Almost exactly at the same time we shoot our load, our cum mixes on my belly, chest, and even some on my face.
Strangely enough he does not untie me. He cleans me up, and repositions me to a comfortable position, arms and legs wide again. Some apparatus is now applied to my cock. It looks like a plastic tube with some cables attached. He turns a nob and the tube is sucked vacuum. He now takes a small dildo looking like a cock, and inserts it in my anus. This starts vibrating after a few seconds. He puts a blindfold on me, and headphones. I see darkness, and hear nothing but sounds of people fucking. Men fucking that is. They shout their lust in my ears, moaning, groaning, crying long "aaaaahs" as they come. I am having an erection again in minutes. He puts a cockring on me, and the vacuum pump is removed. I cannot see it, but I can feel my cock is so swollen it must be close to bursting. I can imagine the veins on the side of my cock, the liquid oozing out of my piss slit, my balls hanging below the base of my cock.
Without realizing it I start moving my body in a rhythm like fucking, but I only fuck the air. Until suddenly after a few minutes I feel what must be his mouth on my cock. He holds me still, and I feel him take my entire cock into his mouth, it must go down his throat! He blows me and quite soon I cannot hold back. I give him my second load of hot cum, and he takes my cock in his hands, and starts masturbating me, I cannot believe it, it starts hurting, but he continues without mercy, and after what must have been at least half an hour of massaging my abused cock he manages to extract a third orgasm from me.
Now I am released. I get some rest, but he asks me to stay the night with him. I agree, and he tells me he will learn me a lot, and he promises to show me the hottest spots in town How can I refuse...
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