I was on a bench on the promenade at Playa Las Americas with my coffee and the previous English language newsprint. Looking out over the beach and the clear blue Atlantic. Enjoying the warm morning sun. A vacation in Tenerife was just what I needed. A week away from a nerve-racking few month at work. We 'd intended for my wife to be there, but at the last minute she 'd had to scrub because of her job. But she told me I should go on my own, anyway. Knowing how much I needed a break.

As I sat there, I was mass watching. vacationer walked up and down in front of me in a continuous stream. Some kin, some groups of untested guy rope, some radical of young female child. The fond weather, even so early in the day, prompting some very skimpy clothing.
daughter in bantam swimming costume were attracting my attention. I had on my dark glasses to mask where I was looking. Then a unusual thing 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 promontory as he passed and watched him. From the rear, I watched his undersurface as he walked away. It moved like a girl 's and I found myself staring. He turned his head and looked at me. There was nobody near him. It was obvious I was looking only at him. He had caught me checking him out.
He smiled a sly smile, 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 early days. His smooth, suntanned hide and his feminine ass in those pie-eyed speedos had had an upshot.
Too much of an effect, in fact. I had an erection. Oh god ! I 'd had got an hard-on 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 gruelling tool would be making a big tent in my shorts. I could hide it behind my paper, I guessed, but it would be so obvious. I decided I should just sit tight for a petty while and let it subside. I opened up my theme and started to overhear up on the sports.
My head was buried in the theme so I did n't observe immediately that he was approaching. Only when a dark covered me, I looked up and there he was ! The Saami new man who had had such a curious result on me a little while ago.
'' hullo '' he said. `` Can I bring together you '' ?
I lowered my paper. He stood there, in front of me. The low gear thing I saw was the bulge of his member wrapped up in his tiny swimming costume. It took an effort to look up to his face.
'' Uh, hi. Yes, I guess '' I was stammering.
He sat down next to me. Close. 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 feel the blood 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 admit it. ``
I was mum.
Then : `` No you 're mistaken '' I told him, firmly.
'' OK, if you say so '' he said, although his tone of voice was saying 'you are lying and we both know it'.
He went on his way. I sat for a few more minutes 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 opportunity to strip off my underdrawers and lie naked in the sun. There is no feeling like it.
As I lay there, my view went back to the alluring Whitney Young man I had encountered and I felt my cock stirring.
My hand slipped down my body and I idly started stroking myself. The sun lotion I had liberally spread all over made it well-heeled for me to run my hand up and down my rigidification shaft and soon I was masturbating. My clenched fist gripped my hard shaft and slid up and down its length as I released my forbiddance and allowed myself to reckon about the boy.
This was MY fantasy, no indigence to be ashamed while I jerked off. Jerked off thinking about ...
In my intellect I thought of his ass in those speedos. Recalled how his cheeks moved as he walked away from me.
I thought about the hump I had seen as he stood in front 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 body as he passed me.
The epitome of his ass in my nous.
Imagining how it would feel to touch him. To run my decoration over the curve of his confection behind.
Stroking myself. Oh god I was so hard.
Wondering what his cock looked like.
stroking myself. Up and down. Harder. Faster. The boy in my thinker 's eye.
It was only a minute or two before I came. Strong as I can remember cumming since I was a teen.
The cum shot out and up my thorax. to the highest degree of it slithered down off my oiled torso and onto the towel that was under me. A slight consortium formed in the hollow of my sternum.
On a whim I dipped my fingerbreadth into it and brought it to my back talk.
Again with the new stuff ! I had never in my living been with a guy or thought about it. Yet here I was, having an climax thinking about a guy and now I was tasting my cum for the number 1 time.
I sucked my finger peak and then pushed my fingers deep into my sassing. Something else new.
And, as I lay there with two finger's breadth going down into my mouth, I thought about sucking that boy 's cock.

That night, I masturbated again to the same fantasies. It was suddenly becoming an obsession and I was regretting my denials to the boy that sunup. I decided that I would definitely not do so again. And I went to catch some Z's hoping that the Lester Willis Young man took a veritable base on balls along the mall each morning, because I was definitely going to be there tomorrow, in case he passed by.

I was down there again early the next day. eager. On the Lapplander bench, same coffee, Same paper. Pretending to read 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 ingest him to my room if he stopped again. I had chosen not to wear boxers under my shorts today ; it added to the frisson I was feeling.
And then .... there he was. Still in those lilliputian speedos, sauntering along the boardwalk. A beach-bag dangling from his shoulder.
He swayed his hips as he walked. Even from the front I could see the sensual apparent movement of his pelvis and recalled the appeal of his tight small bum.
He turned his head towards me and made a wry little smile.
I lifted my dark glasses to my forehead and looked at him. Today I was n't going to dissemble a lack of sake. In fact, today I wanted him to sleep together that I was very concern.
He changed course and slowed to a plosive speech sound, standing next to where I was sitting.
We both faced out to sea. His unfermented ass barely covered in the silky fabric of his swimming costume was a foot from my fount.
'' So, Mr `` I was n't looking '', how are you today ? ``
'' Very well thank you. ``
'' Today you are looking at me. ``
'' Yes, and I was yesterday. I am sorry I denied it. It was ill-bred. ``
'' Rude to stare at boys half your age, or rude to deny it ? ``
Hmmm which ? What was the right answer ?
'' Both, I suppose. ``
'' Well, perhaps I will forgive you two multiplication. ``
'' What 's your gens ? ``
'' Gospel of Luke, what 's yours ? ``
'' Michael '', I told him.
'' hello Michael, I am pleased to meet you. ``
'' I 'm pleased to converge you too, St. Luke. I 'm glad to see you today. ''
'' I think I can progress to you More pleased, Michael '' he murmured. Still looking away from me. Still teasing me with the propinquity of his vernal body.
'' Would you like to sit ? '' I asked. I was intensely aware of his aphrodisiacal bum so close to me and was fighting an urge to either be given my facial expression towards it or to raise a hand and scratch line fondling him.
He turned and looked down at me.
'' No I think you must buy me breakfast. ``
'' Where ? '' I asked.
'' room service '' he replied `` which is you hotel ? ``
I told him the name. It was half-mile to the South.
'' Come on ! '' he told me and walked off in that direction.
I stood to stick to. I realized that I had another erection. Pulled my shirt down as well as I could and tried to hide it but it was too obvious.
He turned and saw my situation. Laughed, and then walked on more quickly.
I had to bustle to keep up and it made hiding the bulge in my shorts unacceptable.
The fast walking pace had my putz bouncing up and down inside the let loose short, rubbing against the material and making me even further aroused.
passer were noticing .... an honest-to-goodness man chasing after a Loretta Young 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 deal on his forearm.
He checked his pace. We walked on together.
People coming towards us could still plainly see that I was sexually aroused. I saw many the great unwashed young, old, male and distaff staring at the lump in my shorts, looking at this mismatch couple and I saw various different reactions.
There was shock on many faces as they jumped to the correct termination.
I saw two men look at me with envy. We walked past one guy, around Gospel of Luke 's age, sitting on a wall. I saw him looking at us and he moved his handwriting and quickly grabbed his package, giving himself a squeeze. I heard him `` tut tut '' quietly, bit the grinning on his nerve was one of favorable reception.
Another man was walking with his phratry. His wife was oblivious as her hubby stared at my friend, looked to my chunky shorts, looked back over Luke 's smooth, tanned body and finally into my oculus. The corners of his back talk came up in an almost imperceptible smile, his supercilium raised and lowered in a flicker and he nodded ever so slightly as we passed. He knew. He was probably into it. A married man, with gay fantasies. Like me.
I should be ashamed .... It actually made me more aroused.

We headed into the hotel grounds, past the pool area and through the hall to the lift. Most citizenry were coming down from their rooms and we had a car to ourselves. I hit 6 and the doors closed. I wanted to partake him. I wanted to feel his placid skin under my workforce. But I did n't need to be seen on the certificate camera, molesting a boy half my age, so we stood in silence. He moved closer to me. It took all my will power to keep my hands to myself. We got to my trading floor and I could n't balk. I put my deal on his sweetness ass and steered him to the right, towards my room.
The maiden had already been, so the stead was tidy. But I hung the Do Not Disturb sign, anyway, and closed the door.
Luke dropped his beach-bag, turned to me and asked `` what do you require to do ? ``
'' Did you want breakfast ? ``
'' No, that was just a caper. I want something else. ``
I stammered .... now I had to squeal 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 quiet.
'' Shall I tell you what I think you want ? ``
'' Yes, Luke ''
'' I think you want to suck my tool. ''
His hand went down inside the front man of his swimming trunks 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 mitt to the front of my short circuit and rubbed my hard cock.
As I touched, I noticed that precum had made a wet spot there. Had that been there as we walked past all those masses ? Oh no ! How hinder !
But now it did n't thing. I rubbed myself as I watched Gospel of Luke playing with his cock and balls.
'' And I think you might like to make love me, Michael '' Luke said, and turned around again.
He bent at the waist and, with one mitt on each hip, started slowly slipping out of his speedos.
The top of the crack of his ass came into sentiment. 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 eyes off his bottom 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 guilty. ``
I was so hard. My cock felt like iron and I traced its outline with my finger through the material of my short pants.
The speedos came down to the upside of his thighs and he straightened up.
I watched as he flexed the muscles of his ass, first one face then the other, making it dancing for me.
His script went back to the front and I watched him from behind as he stroked his peter.
I reached out and tugged his speedos down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and circularize his legs.
'' You can touch me if you want ''
I moved to my stifle behind him. My nose was inches from his au naturel bed. Starting at his calfskin, I moved my hands gradually up. Hi skin felt as smooth as it looked. What little hair's-breadth he had on his stage was ok and piano.
I moved my hired hand around to the nominal head of his thighs and I pulled him towards me. On my human knee, hugging him from bottom. Placing my cheek against his ass. Feeling the skin of his body on my expression.
'' Yes, Michael. That 's correctly. make out my body. You know you want me. You want to suck me. You want to do it me. ``
He reached down and took my bridge player from his thigh and raised it so that I could touch his arduous penis.
It was upright and I could feel that there was no hair anywhere. But it was smooth. This youth had waxed.
His peter felt wonderful 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 brass of his ass all over while I stroked his severely dick from behind.
But, I wanted to see it. His penis. Wanted to watch myself stroking him.
With my other deal I gently pressed on his leg ... wordlessly asking him to turn around.
He turned towards the counselling of the hand on his pecker and I saw my script on another man 's cock for the first time.
'' You like doing this, do n't you Michael ? ``
'' Yes Gospel of Luke. I did n't have a go at it. I did n't sleep together it would be so good to touch a tough hammer. ``
He moved his articulatio coxae gently in clip with the cycle of my handwriting.
'' Do you want to put it in your lip, Michael ? ``
My hands went to his ass and I pulled him to me. I opened my back talk and took him inside.
His prick felt great in my lip. He placed his hands on the back of my head and held me. I sucked and licked him.
'' Yes, Michael. Yes, you like my stopcock, do n't you ? You like sucking cock. ``
With his prick trench in my mouth, I could only nod. `` Mmmm Hmmm '' was all I could oversee. I did n't want to lease his dick out of my mouth.
'' You might earn me cum, Michael. Do you require me to cum in your mouth ? ``
Yesterday I masturbated, thinking about this spring chicken shooting his cum into my back talk. And, to add to my fantasy, I had tasted my own cum for the first off clock time. While I thought about Luke.
thinking about his sweet bum, thought about sucking him off.
Having him cum in my mouth for veridical was fantasy turned into realism. I gripped his ass tighter and sucked harder. Bobbed my drumhead back and forth on his cock. Sucked him until I felt his behind clench.
'' I will cum in your mouth, Michael ''
'' Mmmmmmm '' I held on. My lips tight round the base of his dick. Kneading his ass with my fingers.
'' '' Now, Michael ! ''
His sperm spurted from his cock. I opened up and some cum escaped, trickled down my mentum, but I kept nearly if it in my mouth. He withdrew his putz and I closed my lips.
Then I was capable to swirl his cum around in my backtalk and was able to taste it properly. And then I swallowed. It was great. Tasted nicer than my own. Or maybe I was getting to care the taste more.
Before yesterday I had never tasted cum at all, and now I was capable to make comparison !
I stayed there on my genu for a instant, savoring the lingering tasting in my mouth.

He reached down and grasped my hand. Lifted me to my animal foot. I stood in front of his bare body. His glistening cock was beginning to lose its callosity. As I looked down, I realized how midget Gospel of Luke was. I stand at 6'and he must induce been a good metrical foot curt than me. But he was perfectly formed !
His fingers found the button of my short circuit and the zipper and he quickly had them down. His handwriting worked their way up under my t-shirt and he ran his hand over my pectoral muscle and then his fingertips played with my nipples. It was such a fine sensation. I tugged the shirt off and then we stood facing each early. Two naked male person. My hardon poking him.
'' That was so nice. You gave me a fantastic cum, Michael ''
I was pleased and told him so.
'' Did you like it ? Did you like sucking me ? Did you like having a pecker in your backtalk ? Did you like a boy cumming in your backtalk ? ``
'' Yes, yes, yes and yes ''
'' You made me finger extra, Michael. '' I smiled down at him. `` Can we kiss now ? '' he asked.
He strained upwards toward me and I leaned down. I placed my rim on his. They were as sonant and bland as the rest of his skin. It was like kissing a girl. He opened his mouth, inviting me to put my tongue into it.
My hands roamed all over his tight smooth torso as we continued for several minutes.
Then I put my arms under the boldness of his ass as we kissed and lifted his slim body. He climbed up onto me. His ramification wrapped around my shank. My erect phallus was rubbing against the crack cocaine of his ass.
Luke broke away, still in my arms, still lifted off the floor and looked into my eyes.
'' Do you want to fuck me, Michael ? ``
Oh jeez. Do I desire 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 sense your pecker in my ass. ``
'' I want to jazz you Saint Luke. Your ass is so sexy. ''
He unwrapped his peg 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 tool and rubbed it up and down.
'' Oh Michael ... look how big and concentrated you are ! '' I nearly shot my cum just from his touch. But he finished covering me with lubricant just in time.
Then I might birth cum again just from the pile of St. Luke bending over and pushing slippery digit into himself.
He watched my reaction over his shoulder.
'' You like that ? '' he asked. I had no voice to reply. But he knew the answer and took his time, finger 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 concealment on the bed so that there was just the bottom sheet of paper, laid out the towel and, at live, lay down on his tummy.
His slim, smooth, sexy bottom lifted just off the bed.
'' fucking me Michael. You want my ass. I want your shaft. ``
I was on him in an minute. The sexy ass under me was quickly impaled by my hard pecker. He was gear up for me and I slipped my integral distance into him in one thrust.
His ass gripped my cock gently and firmly at the Sami fourth dimension. It was the most amaze superstar.
'' Oh Luke, you sexy boy '' I whispered into his ear. Beginning to roll in the hay in and out of his sweet, tight ass.
Bouncy, bouncy ass. Smooth, lenient, open.
He lifted himself up to adjoin 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 inscrutable 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 reach his brim. Thrusting my pelvic arch over and over, pushing my clapper into his oral fissure ; pushing my shaft into his ass.
He wanted more affair and moved so that he was on his back and I was between his wooden leg. His arm came up around my neck opening and his ankles on my shoulder. My cock drove recondite still into his lithe, slight body.
I gripped the afters cheeks of his ass as I fucked him and, with his blazonry still clinging onto me, I raised myself. I was standing now, with this man-boy impaled on my cock. His ankles on my articulatio humeri and my hands supporting his ass.
I walked out onto the balcony.
The sun warmed our naked 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 table. Fucked him some more.
Then I took him back into my branch and he climbed back onto me.
Again I was holding him in the air by the cheek of his ass and I lowered him down onto my tumid cock.
His ass slipped over my meat and I lowered him down as far as he could learn it.
He clung on to me. It was spectacular.
His lips were locked on mine and I was lifting his entire torso up and down on my cock.
Soon, too soon - I wanted to make out his ass all day, feel his ass enveloping my putz - I knew I was close to cumming.
With my cock still inside him, I carried 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 system of weights was supported on my forearms on either side of him. I liked feeling his bare skin against mine. I lowered myself again and he took my weight as I shoved my cock into his ass time after time after time.
The Adam was building. This lad, this femboi, this enticement, this unbelievably sexy ass that my turncock 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 experience safe ? Department of Energy my ass feel serious on your rooster ? ``
'' Fucking fantabulous ! '' and I came.
Like never before in my life.
to a greater extent than that outset fly-by-night hand-job behind the bicycle sheds.
More than that first ever blowie from the female child who 's name I never remembered but who 's mouth I will never forget ....
Sir Thomas More than my first ever fuck.
This was more. This was unreal. My cum filled his little asshole and with each knife thrust of my spurting ruffle 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 bodily fluids were inside this sexy kid 's ass.
I was spent. I collapsed onto him for a here and now and then we rolled as one onto our face. My putz 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 privy. I heard the shower.
I lay there catching my intimation and then I must stimulate drifted off in the warm air coming in through the balcony doorway.
The strait of the room door closing brought me awake. Saint Luke was gone.
But the memories he had provided would support me for eld .