‘Fuck, you’re going to get that load soon,’ he told me, grunting and breathing heavily. ‘Stand up for me.’
I did as I was told, feeling disappointingly empty as I waited to see what he wanted to do with me. He stood up and moved around me, he grabbed the small square desk that was on every balcony and pushed it against the glass balcony. I knew what that meant, and I quickly climbed onto it, getting as comfortable as I could with my ass hanging over the end. I was able to reach behind me to grab onto the balcony rail for support before Alvaro was back inside me again. My legs spread wide, everybody down below watching as someone was about to cum inside me for the first time ever.
‘Shit, gonna cum,’ Alvaro started to grunt.
‘Fill me,’ I moaned. ‘Oh, fuck yes, I want it so much.’
‘Fuck, cumming… I’m cumming,’ I felt Alvaro’s cock pulse slightly before a warm feeling started to fill my ass. Alvaro kept grunting as he fucked me until all his load was deep inside me. I was breathless once again, my soft cock resting against my body. My own stomach was sticky with pre cum. ‘Shit, this ass is so fucking good. I might have to keep you to myself,’ he laughed.
‘Well, you shouldn’t have let everyone see how much you enjoyed fucking me.’ I laughed before bringing him in for another kiss. ‘I can only imagine how many people down there will be jealous of you now.’
‘Just never forget who introduced you to this lifestyle,’ he said, kissed me and then slowly started to pull his cock from my ass.
I didn’t want it to end, I wanted to wrap my legs around his waist and keep him inside me until he was soft and eventually slipped out of my ass. As he withdrew his cock, I could feel some of his cum leaking from my ass and down onto the table below. Alvaro offered me the use of his shower once more, but I declined, I needed to get back to my own room, clean up and spend some time reflecting. He grabbed the bag of underwear he bought for me and threw a cleaning kit in there for me and sent me on my way. We embraced one more time passionately in the corridor, his tongue invading my mouth and his hands grabbing my ass before he spanked me as I walked away. As soon as I was back in my room, the thought of showering didn’t even cross my mind as I climbed straight into bed and in the post sex bliss, I quickly fell asleep with a smile on my face.
I awoke from my slumber a few hours later and saw that it was almost 6pm. I was extremely hungry now, not having eaten since yesterday was taking its toll on me. So, I made the quick decision to jump in the shower and give myself a good wash and clean before getting dressed for the evening. I settled on a pair of chino shorts, a short sleeve button down shirt and a pair of trainers. Underneath, I’d selected a jockstrap that Alvaro had bought. I wasn’t planning on looking for sex this evening, but if it found me then I wouldn’t refuse it. By the time I made it to the restaurant, it seemed like most people had already eaten, so I had a quiet meal, ate my food, had a couple of drinks, and then headed out to the bar. There were a few people around the bar as the sun was setting and the lights around the hotel were starting to take over. I took a seat at the bar and ordered a drink.
People were coming and going, couples were hand in hand and heading up to the rooms, probably for some awesome sex. I sat there, grinning like a moron, thinking I now know just how good that felt. A few people were dancing around the bar, grinding up against each other. A couple of times people bumped into me, at first it seemed accidental, but then I figured they were most definitely trying to get my attention. A few minutes later, I was sat scrolling through my phone when the barman appeared in front of me, ‘a drink, from the gentlemen down the bar.’ He placed a pint glass in front of me and I looked to see a much older gentleman there, acknowledging he was the one who’d bought me the drink.
Immediately, I looked at him and thought, ‘yeah, I’d let him fuck me.’ Which was a new thing that was going on in my head. I’d never looked at other men and debated if I’d let them fuck me. Anyway, the older gentleman had a good head of hair which was grey/silver, he had a beard and was currently wearing a shirt with the sleeves rolled up and from what I could see, a pair of trousers. He was an incredibly attractive man. As soon as he saw me looking, he smiled at me and gestured for me to join him. And I couldn’t resist. I picked my drink up and joined him at the other end of the bar.
He offered me his hand, ‘I’m Simon,’ he said.
‘James,’ I shook his hand.
‘Ah, so you’re English,’ he laughed. ‘That’s a relief, otherwise this could’ve been a difficult conversation.’
‘Some conversations have been fun,’ I said. ‘Especially when you see two different nationalities trying to flirt, but I guess sex is a universal language.’
‘It is indeed,’ he said. ‘So, I guess you already have an idea of why I bought you a drink.’
‘Because you’d really like to be friends?’ I smiled at him, and he laughed.
‘Exactly,’ he said. ‘And friends can still have sex, can’t they?’
‘Oh, so that’s why you want to talk to me,’ I said with a hint of sarcasm. ‘I assume you can guess that I’d prefer to be fucked.’
‘I could just tell,’ he said, placing his hand on my thigh.
‘How old are you? If you don’t mind me asking.’ I needed to know.
‘I’m 61,’ he said, and my jaw dropped.
‘No way, I thought you were in your 50s,’ I told him. ‘You look good.’
‘I have to look after myself to keep up with the younger guys around here,’ he laughed. ‘Some of them still expect me to go all night.’
‘Well, I’ve only had sex with one person, but I preferred that he fucked me, we went to sleep, then I woke up in the middle of the night, made him cum again and then had him fuck me one more time when we woke up,’ I kept eye contact the whole time I told him.
‘Let me get the bill and we’ll get out of here,’ he laughed. ‘So, you’ve only been with one man? I’m guessing it was the guy who was fucking you on his balcony this morning.’
‘You saw that did you?’ I got slightly embarrassed. ‘He fucked me for the first time yesterday afternoon, that was him fucking me again. He wanted to show me off.’
‘A lot of people saw,’ he said. ‘Now you know how I knew you like to bottom.’
‘That makes sense,’ I said, and then someone else appeared behind us both.
‘James, this is Jack, Jack, meet James,’ Paul reached out and we shook hands. He turned to face Simon and gave him a kiss. ‘We’ve hooked up a couple of times,’ he explained.
Jack looked like he was a little bit younger than I was. But he was tall, slim, and was dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. He had longer hair that reached his shoulders and currently held his fringe out of his face using a headband. ‘You’re cute,’ Jack said to me. ‘You look like you might be my age.’
‘I’m 26,’ I told him.
’26?’ He seemed shocked, ‘I’m only 22, you don’t look a day over 21,’ how flattering I thought, if they wanted to have sex with me, all they had to do was ask.
‘Jack likes to be fucked and do the fucking,’ Simon said. ‘And he hasn’t had chance to do much fucking on this holiday.’