The story is basically a "straight" guy desperate to get off while on a package tour and gets the tour's gay guy to help him. Sexy times ensue.
The knock at the hotel room door was mildly frantic. Frank held his towel tighter and pulled open the door.
It was Dan, the stud from down the hall who had been both painfully straight all day, and annoyingly hot in everything he wore. It certainly didn't help that the man's body was well-sculpted perfection and he apparently liked to wear skimpy clothing. His shorts were short and his shirt rode up any time he lifted his arms, coincidentally showing off his lovely abs. This European package tour was really turning out to be a fun time, even if I was traveling alone, gay, and in my early forties.
"Hey Dan, what's up?"
Dan looked up and down the hall. "Can I come in? I gotta ask you something kinda private."
It was well after 11 and I had just taken a shower before going to bed, but if stud muffin wanted to ask me something while I stood there bare-chested and in my towel, I was all for it.
"Sure, come on in."
I closed the door behind him. He was standing in the middle of the room rubbing the back of his neck.
"I, uh, you're gay, right?"
This felt like some kind of porn scene opening. Or hate crime, though he seemed really nervous for a guy about to punch someone.
"Yes. Why?"
He rubbed his head again. "I'm kinda desperate and I can't ask the ladies on the trip. See, my girlfriend couldn't come because of her work, and ....."
He stalled.
I took pity on him. "Let me guess, you're horny as all fuck, but you don't want to cheat on your girlfriend with another woman, and thought I would ... what, suck you?"
Dan paced a little and rubbed his neck again. "Uh, not exactly, I mean, I'd love to start with that, but it turns out I can't cum without, uh, assistance."
I gave him a perplexed look. "Uh, like a handjob?"
"No, no, not that. It's, kind of embarrassing. My first girlfriend introduced me to some kinky shit, and after a while, I couldn't get off without, uh, something in my ass."
I smiled at Dan. "Are you hoping I brought some toys with me? Sorry, it's not my scene."
Dan sighed and said "fuck."
I gave him a thoughtful pose. "Though, having said that, there is an alternative to a dildo or a prostate stimulator that might do the trick for you."
"Really? What's that?"
Oh, I thought, you poor naive "straight" boy. I locked eyes with him and dropped my towel.
I should probably mention that I have, and have been told by others that I have, a large cock.
"Holy shit, man. That is huge!"
I grinned at him. "Thanks. So my thinking here is that you need something up your ass to cum and I wouldn't mind plowing your ass, maybe several times."
Dan was staring at my cock in mildly horrified fascination. He spoke quietly. "I'm not sure I can take something that big."
"I have lube and I'd be more than happy to loosen you up with some fingering."
Dan finally looked up from my cock and met my eyes. "You'd do that for me?"
"Dan, you probably know that you're a hot guy. You certainly work out enough to get that way. I'm gay. I love fooling around with guys, and one of the things I enjoy is making them squirm by massaging their prostate."
Dan licked his lips and looked away. "I've uh, never done that much with another guy."
"But you're horny enough to give it a shot?"
Dan sighed and looked back at me. Well, first at my dick and then at my face. "Yeah."
After a bit of prep in the bathroom with the emergency clean-out kit I always carry (a just-in-case for a prospective newbie or in case I want to play catcher myself), Dan came out of the bathroom in a towel of his own.
I was right about his abs: stellar work. He had an nicely defined chest, good arms, and some nice traps. I was most looking forward to seeing his ass naked, though.
Dan came over and sat down on the end of the bed. "So, uh, how do you want to do this?"
I sat up, stood up, and joined him on the end of the bed. I was still nude.
"Well, Dan, we have a few options. How about I get you started with a blowjob, then you lay down on the bed, and pull your legs up. I'll take it from there." I paused. "Still freaking out?"
Dan chuckled. "Hell yeah I am. I thought I'd never go down this road and even then I kind of pictured like some hot jock just outta college."
"Disappointed?"
He shook his head. "Hell no. I mean," he swallowed again, "I thought I was into college-age jocks, but uh, you've kinda changed my mind. Or I've just been repressing the idea that I might find older dudes hot."
I smiled at him, then leaned over and kissed him. Straight boy didn't freak or run or even flinch, he just leaned in closer to me, put a hand on my thigh, and reciprocated my kiss enthusiastically. He even moaned a little when I stuck my tongue in his mouth, holding his head steady while I probed him.
I broke the kiss and leaned back. "You're good at kissing."
"Thanks." Dan was red and I couldn't help but notice that his cock was straining that hotel towel.
"And I like how you let me take charge."
Dan huffed a laugh. "In case you didn't catch on, I love it when my wife bosses me around. I guess I want my lovers to run the show."
Then he gave me a look, kinda of shy but also sultry. It said "come and take me", so I did.
This time, I used both hands on his head and spent a long time kissing him. He ran his hands up and down my sides and back. Eventually, I came up for breath and moved on to kissing his neck.
"Oh, god." Dan said softly. "Oh my god that's good."
I could feel him shivering, both through my mouth on his muscular neck and through my hand on his opposite shoulder.
I moved down to his well-sculpted chest, teasing his nipples with my tongue. Dan squirmed at this attention. I decided it was time to get the show on the road.
I stood up and moved around the bed to the side. I motioned Dan over, turned him around to face the bed, and then whipped his towel off. Holy shit was this man was in great shape and what a perfect ass!
I put my hand on his shoulder and pushed him over on to the bed, then further onto his stomach. I knelt, putting both hands on his ass, and parting his cheeks. Dan groaned.
Then I leaned forward and licked his anus. Dan moaned and wiggled on the bed under me.
"Fuuuuuuuck that's good."
I ate his ass for a lovely few minutes, then stood up. I pulled Dan up so that his hands were on the bed and his ass was level with my cock.
"You loose enough for my cock or do you want me to do some fingering?"
"Oh man, please just fuck me." Dan's whine wrapped in a moan was an amazing aphrodisiac.
I dribbled some lube on my cock and then on Dan's ass. Then I rubbed the tip of my cock along his ass crack. Dan shivered at the contact.
I pressed forward slowly, the head of my cock eventually popping into his ass. Dan yelped. Then I began the slow process of pushing into him. His ass was tight, hot, and flexed against me regularly. I was in heaven. After some time, our balls made contact and I was all the way inside Dan. I reveled at the sensation and stroked his fine ass, letting him get used to my girth and the feeling of live male cock. Dan had been breathing heavier and making light moaning noises as I entered him, now he moaned when he wasn't taking in a breath. I could feel his moans through my dick.
"You are so, ugh, big." Dan spit the words out between gasps of breath.
"You say that now. Buckle up, I'm about to ride your ass."
I slowly pulled back and then pushed back into him, starting an in and out motion at increasing pace. Dan alternately groaned and moaned, sometimes in a bit of pain, more often in pleasure as my cock stroked his prostate and opened up his ass. I gripped him by his waist and really fucked him hard for a few minutes. He was starting to yelp and moan.
I leaned over his back, put my around him, and covered his mouth with my hand. This had the effect of stifling Dan's moans, but seemed to also really turn him on more. As I pumped into him, he started pushing back on every stroke.
I don't think I lasted more than ten minutes and came hard.
We both fell on the bed on our sides, my cock still in his ass, both of us gasping for breath.
"Holy shit, dude! That was amazing."
I stroked his chest with my hand and kissed his neck. "Did you cum yet?"
"You didn't notice? Yeah, about five minutes into you doing the rodeo cowboy on my ass."
I laughed, flicked one of his nipples. "So you liked it?"
Dan moaned. "Dude, I don't think I've ever cum that hard." He audibly swallowed. "I can't help but notice that your monster cock is still hard and up my ass."
"Yup. I took a little pill."
"Oh, shit, this is going to go all fucking night." Dan paused and then said quietly. "Please fuck me some more?"
"Oh, Dan, have I ever told you about the award I got for bull riding?"
He laughed, which turned into a groan as I began fucking him again, this time while we were side by side. It's one of my favorite positions, especially if I like the guy. Now that I'd done some dominating with Dan, I wanted to spice it up a little. I'd do more bending him over and applying my cock later.
I kept my strokes even and kept the tempo tame for a while, just getting some nice friction going. I also took the time to kiss his neck and lock lips when he could manage the turn his head that far. Dan was gloriously flexible, very athletic, and enthusiastic. I have to say, unreservedly, that he made my vacation.
After a lovely long time doing some side fucking, I pulled out of Dan, had him lie on his back, pushed his legs up to his chest, and fucked him with full eye contact. It was exhilarating. This "straight" dude that I'd been salivating over for days was underneath me in bed, taking my cock, and looking at me with an expression of blissed out ecstasy.
I reached up and put two fingers in his mouth, just to see if he'd let me. He did. I made him gag a little, then rubbed his saliva on his hard cock. Just that stroke, and me riding his ass, was enough for him to cum again.
He closed his eyes and shook for a moment. His ass clamped down on me in the best possible way. He stopped and shook himself, breathing hard. He looked up at me, as I was still pushing in and pulling out of him.
"You are the fucking best, man." Dan sounded a little drunk, which might be true or it might be the erotic fuck talking.
I smiled, leaned forward and kissed him. I had to pause fucking him, but I picked up again after the kiss.
"And you, Dan, are way more fun than I thought."
He smiled at me and I kept fucking him.
That pill really did some things to me. I fucked Dan in every possible place in that hotel room. On the bed, on the carpet, in the chair, over the chair, in front of the window looking out at the night, and even some shower sex. I think I came like six times, which was a record. I was inspired. I even had Dan do a position I have wanted to try with a partner but never had anyone as ... athletic and compliant as Dan turned out to be.
I bent him over, his back against the hotel room door, him clutching his ankles, me holding on to that magnificent ass of his. I rocked him forward onto my lubed-up cock, and then forward against the door. He was shivering, gasping with the difficulty of holding that position, and rock hard himself. About six or seven strokes later, he came, the spooge hitting his face, going in his mouth, and dribbling on his chest.
"Fuuuuuck," he gasped out, as I continued to fuck him.
I lasted about fifteen more minutes, though I pulled Dan up halfway through and just regular fucked him against the door instead of in that rough position holding his ankles. It was fun but unless I wanted to punish-fuck the guy, I didn't think I'd do it again. Although that thing where they cum in their own mouth was awesome.
I finished up slow-fucking him side-by-side on the bed, spooning him from behind, and stroking his chest I leisurely move in and out of him. I periodically stroked his nipples with my fingers, then stroked his cock with my hand, then did his nipples again.
When he came again, I came and my little guy started shrinking in his ass.
I was sore, spent, and blissfully sated. I put my arm around Dan, and we lay on our backs, catching our breath and enjoying the lassitude.
Dan put his hand on my thigh. "Dude, that ... that was just fucking amazing. I came in for a blow job and you ... oh my god, are you single?"
I laughed. "Don't you have a girlfriend?"
He shook his head. "Fuck, I don't know any more. No one ever got me to cum that many times, not even wanking as a teenager. I feel like I just did some crazy good drug and I am thoroughly addicted."
I put my head next to his. "Thanks for saying so. I mean, the age gap isn't too bad. And I can teach you to suck my cock right...."
He laughed weakly, then pushed himself up to look me in the eye. "Seriously, dude, I'm not kidding. That was ... life changing."
I put up a hand. "Wait. I'm not saying no, and I urge you not to do anything rash until you've slept first. But after that, if you still want to ride this ride, we can skip tomorrow's tour and hang out. Yeah, the sex was fantastic, but we should get to know each other, you know?"
He sighed. "You're right. And I'm going to need a day off getting railed by you to recover."
"You and me both. My cock is a little sensitive right now. By the way, tomorrow, you should get in a hot tub as soon as you can. I understand the hot water helps. Or a sauna."
"Ok, as long as you're there with me."
"Did I fuck you in love with me?" I half-grinned.
"Don't joke, I think you did. Or maybe my previous girlfriends never really made me cum that hard, or that often."
I kissed him. "Ok, but seriously sleep on it and we'll hang out tomorrow, unless you change your mind."
He kissed me back. "See you at breakfast."
We had a great time exploring everything Paris had to offer the casual stroller. Coffee, croissants, pastry, and so much art. And after a while, I began to see Dan in a whole new light.
Once we both recovered from the Night of Endless Love, we fucked like bunnies the rest of the tour.