I was on a bench on the promenade at Playa Las Americas with my coffee and the latest English language newspaper. Looking out over the beach and the clear blue Atlantic. Enjoying the quick morning sun. A vacation in Tenerife was just what I needed. A hebdomad away from a stressful few months at study. We 'd intended for my wife to be there, but at the hold out minute she 'd had to strike down because of her job. But she told me I should go on my own, anyway. Knowing how a lot I needed a break.

As I sat there, I was people watching. vacationer walked up and down in front of me in a continuous stream. Some folk, some groups of untested guys, some mathematical group of Cy Young girls. The warm weather, even so early in the day, prompting some very lean clothing.
Girls in bantam swimsuits were attracting my attending. I had on my sunglasses to disguise where I was looking. Then a foreign matter happened. A youth man about 20 passed in front of me. He was wearing speedos and nothing else. Just carrying a bag and a drink.
His slim, smooth body somehow distracted me. I turned my head as he passed and watched him. From the rear, I watched his tail end as he walked away. It moved like a girl 's and I found myself staring. He turned his header and looked at me. There was cipher near him. It was obvious I was looking only at him. He had caught me checking him out.
He smiled a sly smiling, turned and continued on his way. Wow, what was that all about ? I thought to myself. I 'm not gay. I do n't get turned on by guys.
But I realized that I had been turned on by this youth. His smooth, suntanned skin and his feminine ass in those miserly speedos had had an event.
Too much of an burden, in fact. I had an erection. Oh god ! I 'd had got an erection from looking at a boy ! What was going on ? But one thing was going on. I was horny as hell.
I wanted to go back to my hotel but I could n't get up because my hard cock would be making a big collapsible shelter in my short. I could hide it behind my composition, I guessed, but it would be so obvious. I decided I should just sit tight for a little while and let it subside. I opened up my report and started to catch up on the sports.
My straits was buried in the paper so I did n't notice immediately that he was approaching. Only when a shadow covered me, I looked up and there he was ! The same untested man who had had such a curious burden on me a niggling while ago.
'' hullo '' he said. `` Can I unite you '' ?
I lowered my paper. He stood there, in front line of me. The starting time thing I saw was the bulge of his phallus wrapped up in his tiny swimming costume. It took an try to attend up to his face.
'' Uh, hi. Yes, I guess '' I was stammering.
He sat down succeeding to me. end. I felt his leg touching mine.
'' I caught you '' he said.
'' Caught me ? ``
'' Yes, you were looking at my ass ''
'' No, no, not me '' I denied it, but I could experience the rake rushing to my face.
'' It 's OK. I know you were. I think you liked it. ``
'' I was n't. Honestly. ``
'' Do n't be shy. You can take it. ``
I was silent.
Then : `` No you 're mistaken '' I told him, firmly.
'' OK, if you say so '' he said, although his tone of vox was saying 'you are lying and we both know it'.
He went on his way. I sat for a few more proceedings and headed back to my room.
My hotel was designed in such a way that every room had a balcony overlooking the ocean and each was private.
I enjoyed the chance to denudate off my shorts and lie naked in the sun. There is no feeling like it.
As I lay there, my thought process went back to the alluring Loretta Young man I had encountered and I felt my stopcock stirring.
My hand slipped down my physical structure and I idly started stroking myself. The sun lotion I had liberally spread all over made it soft for me to run my hand up and down my stiffening shaft and soon I was masturbating. My fist gripped my difficult light beam and slid up and down its duration as I released my prohibition and allowed myself to consider about the boy.
This was MY fancy, no need to be ashamed while I jerked off. Jerked off thinking about ...
In my idea I thought of his ass in those speedos. Recalled how his buttock moved as he walked away from me.
I thought about the hump I had seen as he stood in battlefront of me.
I fantasized about what might give happened if I 'd admitted to him that I had been looking at his ass and hips and physical structure as he passed me.
The image of his ass in my idea.
Imagining how it would find to tinge him. To run my palm over the curved shape of his sweet behind.
Stroking myself. Oh god I was so tough.
Wondering what his cock looked like.
stroking myself. Up and down. Harder. Faster. The boy in my mind 's eye.
It was only a minute or two before I came. Strong as I can think back cumming since I was a teenager.
The cum shot out and up my breast. near of it slithered down off my anele body and onto the towel that was under me. A little pool formed in the holler of my sternum.
On a whim I dipped my finger into it and brought it to my mouth.
Again with the new stuff and nonsense ! I had never in my life been with a guy or thought about it. Yet here I was, having an sexual climax thinking about a guy and now I was tasting my cum for the first time.
I sucked my finger tips and then pushed my finger deep into my mouthpiece. Something else new.
And, as I lay there with two finger's breadth going down into my backtalk, I thought about sucking that boy 's cock.

That night, I masturbated again to the Sami fantasies. It was suddenly becoming an obsession and I was regretting my denials to the boy that sunrise. I decided that I would definitely not do so again. And I went to sleep hoping that the unseasoned man took a steady paseo along the promenade each dawning, because I was definitely going to be there tomorrow, in cause he passed by.

I was down there again early the next day. tidal bore. On the same bench, Saami chocolate, same paper. Pretending to say behind my shades, but really keeping a watchful eye for the youthful adonis who had approached me the morning before.
My mind was made up that I would take him to my elbow room if he stopped again. I had chosen not to wear down boxers under my shorts today ; it added to the frisson I was feeling.
And then .... there he was. Still in those tiny speedos, sauntering along the boardwalk. A beach-bag dangling from his shoulder.
He swayed his rosehip as he walked. Even from the front I could see the sensual motility of his hip and recalled the solicitation of his tight fiddling bum.
He turned his straits towards me and made a wry piddling smile.
I lifted my sunglasses to my frontal bone and looked at him. Today I was n't going to pretend a lack of interest. In fact, today I wanted him to fuck that I was very interested.
He changed trend and slowed to a stop, standing next to where I was sitting.
We both faced out to sea. His perfumed ass barely covered in the silky fabric of his swimming costume was a groundwork from my side.
'' So, Mr `` I was n't looking '', how are you today ? ``
'' Very well give thanks you. ``
'' Today you are looking at me. ``
'' Yes, and I was yesterday. I am drear I denied it. It was rude. ``
'' Rude to stare at son half your age, or rude to refuse it ? ``
Hmmm which ? What was the the right way answer ?
'' Both, I suppose. ``
'' fountainhead, perhaps I will forgive you two clip. ``
'' What 's your name ? ``
'' Luke, what 's yours ? ``
'' Michael '', I told him.
'' Hello Michael, I am pleased to run across you. ``
'' I 'm pleased to meet you too, St. Luke. I 'm beaming to see you today. ''
'' I think I can bring in you more pleased, Michael '' he murmured. Still looking away from me. Still teasing me with the proximity of his young body.
'' Would you like to sit ? '' I asked. I was intensely mindful of his aphrodisiacal bum so close to me and was fighting an urge to either lean my face towards it or to upraise a hand and start fondling him.
He turned and looked down at me.
'' No I think you must buy me breakfast. ``
'' Where ? '' I asked.
'' way service '' he replied `` which is you hotel ? ``
I told him the epithet. It was half-mile to the South.
'' Come on ! '' he told me and walked off in that direction.
I stood to follow. I realized that I had another hard-on. Pulled my shirt down as well as I could and tried to conceal it but it was too obvious.
He turned and saw my situation. Laughed, and then walked on more quickly.
I had to bustle about to hold up and it made hiding the gibbousness in my short impossible.
The fast walking yard had my cock bouncing up and down inside the loose short circuit, rubbing against the textile and making me even further aroused.
passer were noticing .... an older man chasing after a youthful fem-boy and with a hard-on.
But these were all strangers to me, I decided. I ceased caring and caught up with my new friend.
I reached out and put a hand on his forearm.
He checked his rate. We walked on together.
People coming towards us could still plainly see that I was sexually aroused. I saw many people young, old, manly and female staring at the chunk in my drawers, looking at this mismatched couple and I saw respective different reactions.
There was stupor on many faces as they jumped to the right finale.
I saw two men look at me with envy. We walked past one guy, around Luke 's age, sitting on a wall. I saw him looking at us and he moved his hand and quickly grabbed his package, giving himself a squeeze. I heard him `` tut tut '' quietly, bit the grin on his face was one of approval.
Another man was walking with his family. His wife was oblivious as her married man stared at my champion, looked to my chunky shorts, looked back over Luke 's smooth, tanned body and finally into my optic. The corners of his mouth came up in an almost imperceptible smile, his eyebrow raised and lowered in a flicker and he nodded ever so slightly as we passed. He knew. He was probably into it. A tie man, with homosexual illusion. Like me.
I should be ashamed .... It actually made me more aroused.

We headed into the hotel curtilage, past the pool region and through the entrance hall to the lift. most people were coming down from their rooms and we had a car to ourselves. I hit 6 and the door closed. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to experience his smooth skin under my hands. But I did n't need to be seen on the security cameras, molesting a boy one-half my age, so we stood in secretiveness. He moved closer to me. It took all my will magnate to keep my hands to myself. We got to my floor and I could n't baulk. I put my manus on his sweetly ass and steered him to the right hand, towards my room.
The maid had already been, so the place was tidy. But I hung the Do Not Disturb signboard, anyway, and closed the door.
St. Luke dropped his beach-bag, turned to me and asked `` what do you want to do ? ``
'' Did you want breakfast ? ``
'' No, that was just a joke. I want something else. ``
I stammered .... now I had to confess something to him ...
'' I .... I, um, I never did anything like this before. ''
'' Oh I know, Michael. I know. But you want to do n't you ? ``
I did. I wanted to.
'' Yes ''. My voice was tranquil.
'' Shall I tell you what I think you want ? ``
'' Yes, Luke ''
'' I think you want to suck my prick. ''
His hand went down inside the front of his swimming automobile trunk and he started rubbing himself. I watched his knuckles through the sheer fabric.
'' You can touch yourself, if you like '' he told me. I moved my hand to the movement of my shorts and rubbed my severe cock.
As I touched, I noticed that precum had made a wet spot there. Had that been there as we walked past all those mass ? Oh no ! How embarrassing !
But now it did n't subject. I rubbed myself as I watched Luke playing with his cock and balls.
'' And I think you might like to fuck me, Michael '' Luke said, and turned around again.
He bent at the waistline and, with one hand on each hip, started slowly slipping out of his speedos.
The top of the sally of his ass came into view. He looked behind himself at me and grinned.
'' You like my ass, Michael ? ``
'' Yes .... yes I do ''
I was entranced. Even if I 'd wanted to I could n't have taken my centre off his tail end as he slowly revealed it to me.
'' I know it 's sexy. I knew you were looking at me yesterday. ``
'' I was. I was. It is so sexy. I never looked at a boy before you. ``
'' I know. I know. It 's OK, though. Just enjoy looking at me now. Do n't feel shamed. ``
I was so hard. My turncock felt like atomic number 26 and I traced its outline with my finger through the material of my shortstop.
The speedos came down to the tops of his second joint and he straightened up.
I watched as he flexed the brawn of his ass, first one cheek then the other, making it dance for me.
His hand went back to the front end and I watched him from behind as he stroked his dick.
I reached out and tugged his speedos down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and spread his legs.
'' You can touch me if you want ''
I moved to my knees behind him. My nose was inch from his naked bottom. Starting at his calves, I moved my deal gradually up. Hi pelt felt as unruffled as it looked. What short hair's-breadth he had on his wooden leg was fine and soft.
I moved my hands around to the straw man of his second joint and I pulled him towards me. On my genu, hugging him from behind. Placing my cheek against his ass. Feeling the skin of his consistence on my fount.
'' Yes, Michael. That 's right. Love my consistency. You know you want me. You want to suckle me. You want to make out me. ``
He reached down and took my hand from his thigh and raised it so that I could contact his heavily penis.
It was put up and I could sense that there was no hair anywhere. But it was smooth. This young had waxed.
His cock felt terrific in my hand and I stroked him from behind, still kneeling.
His beautiful ass was there and I could n't stop myself ... I kissed the buttock of his ass all over while I stroked his hard peter from behind.
But, I wanted to see it. His penis. Wanted to look on myself stroking him.
With my early hand I gently pressed on his leg ... wordlessly asking him to wrench around.
He turned towards the direction of the hand on his rooster and I saw my bridge player on another man 's shaft for the first time.
'' You like doing this, do n't you Michael ? ``
'' Yes Gospel of Luke. I did n't know. I did n't know it would be so good to touch a hard rooster. ``
He moved his hips gently in time with the musical rhythm of my bridge player.
'' Do you want to put it in your sass, Michael ? ``
My hands went to his ass and I pulled him to me. I opened my mouth and took him inside.
His cock felt gravid in my mouth. He placed his work force on the dorsum of my head and held me. I sucked and licked him.
'' Yes, Michael. Yes, you like my cock, do n't you ? You like sucking shaft. ``
With his cock deep in my mouth, I could only nod. `` Mmmm Hmmm '' was all I could make out. I did n't need to engage his dick out of my mouth.
'' You might take me cum, Michael. Do you want me to cum in your mouth ? ``
Yesterday I masturbated, thinking about this early days shooting his cum into my mouth. And, to add to my fancy, I had tasted my own cum for the first time. While I thought about Luke.
idea about his confection bum, thought about sucking him off.
Having him cum in my sass for real was illusion turned into reality. I gripped his ass tighter and sucked harder. Bobbed my headland back and Forth River on his cock. Sucked him until I felt his buttocks clench.
'' I will cum in your mouth, Michael ''
'' Mmmmmmm '' I held on. My lip tight round the theme of his cock. Kneading his ass with my fingers.
'' '' Now, Michael ! ''
His spermatozoan spurted from his tool. I opened up and some cum escaped, trickled down my chin, but I kept near if it in my rima oris. He withdrew his prick and I closed my lips.
Then I was able-bodied to swirl his cum around in my mouth and was capable to taste it properly. And then I swallowed. It was outstanding. Tasted nicer than my own. Or maybe I was getting to wish the taste more.
Before yesterday I had never tasted cum at all, and now I was able to make comparisons !
I stayed there on my knee joint for a bit, savoring the lingering taste in my mouth.

He reached down and grasped my hand. Lifted me to my groundwork. I stood in front of his defenseless dead body. His glistening cock was beginning to drop off its callosity. As I looked down, I realized how midget Luke was. I stand at 6'and he must feature been a good foot short than me. But he was perfectly formed !
His fingers found the button of my shorts and the zipper and he quickly had them down. His manpower worked their way up under my t-shirt and he ran his men over my pectoral muscle and then his fingertips played with my nipples. It was such a very well sensation. I tugged the shirt off and then we stood facing each other. Two naked male. My hardon poking him.
'' That was so overnice. You gave me a grotesque cum, Michael ''
I was delight and told him so.
'' Did you like it ? Did you like sucking me ? Did you like having a cock in your sassing ? Did you like a boy cumming in your mouth ? ``
'' Yes, yes, yes and yes ''
'' You made me finger special, Michael. '' I smiled down at him. `` Can we kiss now ? '' he asked.
He strained upwards toward me and I leaned down. I placed my lips on his. They were as easy and politic as the sleep of his skin. It was like kissing a girl. He opened his mouth, inviting me to put my clapper into it.
My hands roamed all over his close smooth body as we continued for various minutes.
Then I put my arms under the cheeks of his ass as we kissed and lifted his slim organic structure. He climbed up onto me. His leg wrapped around my waist. My raise member was rubbing against the crack of his ass.
Luke broke away, still in my subdivision, still lifted off the floor and looked into my eyes.
'' Do you want to bonk me, Michael ? ``
Oh jeez. Do I require to fuck this sexy boy ?
'' There 's nothing in the world I want to do more, St. Luke ''
'' I want you to. I want to find your cock in my ass. ``
'' I want to get laid you Gospel of Luke. Your ass is so sexy. ''
He unwrapped his legs and slipped down to the floor. He went to his beach-bag and grabbed a bottleful. Turned to me and winked.
'' I like to be prepared when I meet steamy older men. ``
He squirted some lubrication onto my turncock and rubbed it up and down.
'' Oh Michael ... look how big and knockout you are ! '' I nearly shot my cum just from his touch. But he finished covering me with lubricant just in time.
Then I might let cum again just from the sight of Gospel According to Luke bending over and pushing slippery fingers into himself.
He watched my reaction over his shoulder.
'' You like that ? '' he asked. I had no phonation to respond. But he knew the reply and took his meter, fingers going in and out of his ass while I stared at the show he was giving me.
Then Saint Luke went into the bathroom and came out with a towel. Pulled back the covers on the bed so that there was just the bottom sheet, laid out the towel and, at utmost, lay down on his corporation.
His slim, smooth, sexy backside lifted just off the bed.
'' Fuck me Michael. You want my ass. I want your cock. ``
I was on him in an moment. The sexy ass under me was quickly impaled by my heavily cock. He was quick for me and I slipped my entire length into him in one thrust.
His ass gripped my pecker gently and firmly at the Same metre. It was the most nonplus sensation.
'' Oh Luke, you sexy boy '' I whispered into his ear. Beginning to fuck in and out of his Henry Sweet, mean ass.
Bouncy, bouncy ass. Smooth, soft, receptive.
He lifted himself up to meet me as I drove my cock into him again and again.
'' You like fucking me, Michael '' he said.
'' Yes, Luke. I like fucking you '' I nuzzled the nape of his neck as my cock went deeper and deeper into his bum.
'' Boy 's shag, Michael. Now you know what you like ''
'' Now I know ''
'' Kiss me Michael ''
He twisted under me and I lowered myself to hand his lips. Thrusting my pelvic girdle over and over, pushing my tongue into his mouth ; pushing my cock into his ass.
He wanted more affair and moved so that he was on his back and I was between his stage. His arms came up around my neck and his ankles on my shoulder joint. My cock drove cryptic still into his lithe, melt off body.
I gripped the unfermented cheeks of his ass as I fucked him and, with his subdivision still clinging onto me, I raised myself. I was standing now, with this man-boy impaled on my cock. His ankles on my shoulders and my bridge player supporting his ass.
I walked out onto the balcony.
The sun warmed our bare bodies as I fucked Luke 's ass.
I laid him on the sunlounger and fucked him there.
I leaned him against the balcony railing and fucked him from behind as we looked out over the ocean.
I bent him over the mesa. Fucked him some more.
Then I took him back into my arms and he climbed back onto me.
Again I was holding him in the air by the cheeks of his ass and I lowered him down onto my erect turncock.
His ass slipped over my meat and I lowered him down as far as he could direct it.
He clung on to me. It was spectacular.
His mouth were locked on mine and I was lifting his integral body up and down on my cock.
Soon, too soon - I wanted to fuck his ass all day, sense his ass enveloping my prick - I knew I was close to cumming.
With my cock still inside him, I carried Saint Luke from the balcony back into the room and laid him down on the bed.
He flipped back onto his belly and lifted his ass up for me ...
I climbed up behind him and started fucking him doggy-style, but soon we were flatter on the bed and my free weight was supported on my forearms on either side of him. I liked feeling his bare tegument against mine. I lowered myself again and he took my weight as I shoved my pecker into his ass sentence after time after time.
The ecstasy was building. This lad, this femboi, this enticement, this unbelievably sexy ass that my cock was buried in ... .. was bringing me to my peak.
'' I 'm going to cum, Saint Luke ''
'' Mmm yes. Cum up my bum. You know you want to. You 're going to have an orgasm from fucking a boy up the ass, Michael. Naughty man. Do you feel beneficial ? Does my ass experience good on your cock ? ``
'' Fucking first-class ! '' and I came.
Like never before in my lifespan.
More than that maiden shady hand-job behind the bicycle sheds.
Thomas More than that starting time ever blowie from the girl who 's name I never remembered but who 's mouth I will never forget ....
More than my offset ever fuck.
This was more. This was unreal. My cum filled his little asshole and with each thrust of my spurting swagger some leaked out onto the towel he had put down.
I fucked in and in and into him. Cumming and cumming and cumming until I was empty. Until I felt like all my corporeal fluids were inside this sexy kid 's ass.
I was spent. I collapsed onto him for a moment and then we rolled as one onto our English. My cock stayed in his ass.
'' Oh Luke, you were amazing '' I breathed into his ear.
'' You were as well, Michael ''
He moved away and my cock slipped out. He got up and went to the bathroom. I heard the shower.
I lay there catching my breath and then I must have drifted off in the strong air coming in through the balcony doorway.
The strait of the room door closing brought me awake. Saint Luke was gone.
But the retention he had provided would sustain me for old age .