I was on a bench on the perambulation at Playa Las Americas with my coffee and the in style English language newspaper. Looking out over the beach and the clear sorry Atlantic Ocean. Enjoying the warm morn sun. A vacation in Tenerife was just what I needed. A week away from a stressful few calendar month at work. We 'd intended for my married woman to be there, but at the last minute of arc she 'd had to offset 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. Vacationers walked up and down in social movement of me in a continuous flow. Some syndicate, some mathematical group of young hombre, some groups of immature girls. The tender weather, even so early in the day, prompting some very skimpy article of clothing.
Girls in tiny swimsuits were attracting my attention. I had on my sunglasses to disguise where I was looking. Then a strange affair happened. A Thomas Young man about 20 passed in social movement 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 headland as he passed and watched him. From the rear, I watched his can 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 nonentity 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 tight speedos had had an gist.
Too much of an issue, in fact. I had an erecting. 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 underworld.
I wanted to go back to my hotel but I could n't get up because my severe turncock 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 little piece and let it sink. I opened up my newspaper publisher and started to catch up on the sports.
My psyche was buried in the theme 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 young man who had had such a rummy upshot on me a little while ago.
'' Hello '' he said. `` Can I join you '' ?
I lowered my paper. He stood there, in front of me. The first thing I saw was the swelling of his penis wrapped up in his midget swimming costume. It took an travail to look up to his face.
'' Uh, hi. Yes, I guess '' I was stammering.
He sat down adjacent 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 take on it. ``
I was silent.
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 elbow room had a balcony overlooking the ocean and each was private.
I enjoyed the opportunity to strip off my shorts and lie naked in the sun. There is no belief like it.
As I lay there, my thoughts went back to the alluring youth 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 tardily for me to run my hand up and down my stiffening shaft and soon I was masturbating. My fist gripped my hard ray of light and slid up and down its length as I released my inhibitions and allowed myself to opine about the boy.
This was MY illusion, no demand to be ashamed while I jerked off. Jerked off thinking about ...
In my mind I thought of his ass in those speedos. Recalled how his cheeks moved as he walked away from me.
I thought about the bulge I had seen as he stood in figurehead of me.
I fantasized about what might have happened if I 'd admitted to him that I had been looking at his ass and hips and body as he passed me.
The ikon of his ass in my mind.
Imagining how it would finger to meet him. To run my laurel wreath over the curve of his mellisonant behind.
Stroking myself. Oh god I was so hard.
Wondering what his putz looked like.
stroking myself. Up and down. Harder. Faster. The boy in my mind 's eye.
It was only a bit or two before I came. Strong as I can recall cumming since I was a teen.
The cum jibe out and up my chest. nigh of it slithered down off my oiled physical structure and onto the towel that was under me. A little pool formed in the hollow of my sternum.
On a notion I dipped my finger's breadth into it and brought it to my back talk.
Again with the new stuff ! I had never in my life been with a guy or thought about it. Yet here I was, having an orgasm thinking about a guy and now I was tasting my cum for the outset time.
I sucked my finger tips and then pushed my fingers deep into my mouth. Something else new.
And, as I lay there with two fingers going down into my mouth, I thought about sucking that boy 's cock.

That night, I masturbated again to the same phantasy. It was suddenly becoming an compulsion and I was regretting my self-denial to the boy that morning time. I decided that I would definitely not do so again. And I went to slumber hoping that the young man took a steady walk along the promenade 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. aegir. On the same bench, same coffee, same composition. Pretending to register behind my shades, but really keeping a sleepless eye for the youthful genus Adonis who had approached me the morning before.
My brain was made up that I would take him to my elbow room if he stopped again. I had chosen not to assume boxers under my short 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 hanging from his shoulder.
He swayed his rose hip as he walked. Even from the social movement I could see the sensual movement of his articulatio coxae and recalled the appeal of his miserly little bum.
He turned his head towards me and made a wry minuscule smile.
I lifted my sunglasses to my brow and looked at him. Today I was n't going to pretend a lack of interest. In fact, today I wanted him to know that I was very interested.
He changed course and slowed to a stop, standing following to where I was sitting.
We both faced out to sea. His sweet ass barely covered in the silklike fabric of his swimming costume was a foot from my nerve.
'' 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 drab I denied it. It was ill-mannered. ``
'' Rude to stare at boys half your age, or rude to deny it ? ``
Hmmm which ? What was the mightily answer ?
'' Both, I suppose. ``
'' Well, perhaps I will forgive you two meter. ``
'' What 's your name ? ``
'' Luke, what 's yours ? ``
'' Michael '', I told him.
'' hi Michael, I am pleased to fill you. ``
'' I 'm pleased to see you too, Luke. I 'm gladiola to see you today. ''
'' I think I can make you more pleased, Michael '' he murmured. Still looking away from me. Still teasing me with the proximity of his youthful body.
'' Would you like to sit ? '' I asked. I was intensely aware of his aphrodisiacal bum so close to me and was fighting an itch to either lean my face towards it or to get up a handwriting and beginning fondling him.
He turned and looked down at me.
'' No I think you must buy me breakfast. ``
'' Where ? '' I asked.
'' room help '' he replied `` which is you hotel ? ``
I told him the name. It was half-mile to the southward.
'' 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 hide it but it was too obvious.
He turned and saw my position. Laughed, and then walked on more quickly.
I had to hustle to keep up and it made hiding the gibbosity in my shorts impossible.
The truehearted walking footstep had my stopcock bouncing up and down inside the loose shorts, rubbing against the stuff and making me even further aroused.
Passers-by were noticing .... an older man chasing after a young fem-boy and with a erection.
But these were all unknown to me, I decided. I ceased caring and caught up with my new acquaintance.
I reached out and put a hand on his forearm.
He checked his pace. We walked on together.
the great unwashed coming towards us could still plainly see that I was sexually aroused. I saw many masses young, old, male and female staring at the ball in my shortstop, looking at this mismatched couple and I saw several unlike reactions.
There was seismic disturbance on many faces as they jumped to the rightfield conclusion.
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 smiling on his face was one of blessing.
Another man was walking with his family. His wife was oblivious as her husband stared at my friend, looked to my lumpy shorts, looked back over Luke 's smooth, tanned body and finally into my eyes. The turning point of his mouth came up in an almost imperceptible smile, his eyebrows raised and lowered in a flutter and he nodded ever so slightly as we passed. He knew. He was probably into it. A tie man, with homosexual fantasies. Like me.
I should be ashamed .... It actually made me more aroused.

We headed into the hotel priming coat, past the pool area and through the lobby to the elevators. near people were coming down from their elbow room and we had a car to ourselves. I hit 6 and the door closed. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to sense his suave skin under my hired man. But I did n't desire to be seen on the security department cameras, molesting a boy one-half my age, so we stood in quiet. He moved closer to me. It took all my will power to keep my hands to myself. We got to my floor and I could n't balk. I put my hand on his sweet ass and steered him to the right, towards my room.
The maid had already been, so the place was tidy. But I hung the Do Not Disturb sign, anyway, and closed the door.
Saint Luke dropped his beach-bag, turned to me and asked `` what do you need to do ? ``
'' Did you want breakfast ? ``
'' No, that was just a joke. I want something else. ``
I stammered .... now I had to fink 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, Gospel According to Luke ''
'' I think you want to suck my pecker. ''
His manus went down inside the forepart of his swimming trunks and he started rubbing himself. I watched his brass knucks through the sheer fabric.
'' You can adjoin yourself, if you like '' he told me. I moved my mitt to the social movement of my shorts and fray my gruelling rooster.
As I touched, I noticed that precum had made a wet spot there. Had that been there as we walked past all those multitude ? Oh no ! How embarrassing !
But now it did n't issue. I rubbed myself as I watched Saint Luke playing with his cock and balls.
'' And I think you might like to eff me, Michael '' Gospel According to Luke said, and turned around again.
He bent at the waist and, with one deal on each hip, started slowly slipping out of his speedos.
The top of the tornado of his ass came into survey. 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 middle off his rear end as he slowly revealed it to me.
'' I know it 's aphrodisiac. 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 bask looking at me now. Do n't feel guilty. ``
I was so strong. My cock felt like branding iron and I traced its outline with my fingers through the stuff of my shorts.
The speedos came down to the tops of his thigh and he straightened up.
I watched as he flexed the heftiness of his ass, first one cheek then the other, making it terpsichore for me.
His hand went back to the front and I watched him from behind as he stroked his cock.
I reached out and tugged his speedos down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and go around his legs.
'' You can touch me if you want ''
I moved to my knee behind him. My nose was column inch from his naked tush. Starting at his calves, I moved my hands gradually up. Hi hide felt as smooth as it looked. What trivial hair's-breadth he had on his legs was all right and soft.
I moved my custody around to the front of his thighs and I pulled him towards me. On my knees, hugging him from behind. Placing my cheek against his ass. Feeling the cutis of his body on my face.
'' Yes, Michael. That 's right. Love my body. You know you want me. You want to breastfeed me. You want to sleep with me. ``
He reached down and took my deal from his second joint and raised it so that I could touch his knockout penis.
It was rear and I could feel that there was no hairsbreadth anywhere. But it was smooth. This youth had waxed.
His putz felt terrific in my hand and I stroked him from bottom, still kneeling.
His beautiful ass was there and I could n't stop myself ... I kissed the face of his ass all over while I stroked his hard cock from behind.
But, I wanted to see it. His penis. Wanted to find out myself stroking him.
With my early manus I gently pressed on his leg ... wordlessly asking him to turn around.
He turned towards the management of the hand on his cock and I saw my hand on another man 's peter for the first time.
'' You like doing this, do n't you Michael ? ``
'' Yes Luke. I did n't know. I did n't know it would be so practiced to touch a hard peter. ``
He moved his pelvic girdle gently in sentence with the rhythm method of birth control of my hand.
'' Do you want to put it in your mouth, Michael ? ``
My hands went to his ass and I pulled him to me. I opened my mouth and took him inside.
His pecker felt great in my mouth. He placed his script on the book binding of my heading and held me. I sucked and licked him.
'' Yes, Michael. Yes, you like my cock, do n't you ? You like sucking hammer. ``
With his prick deep in my mouth, I could only nod. `` Mmmm Hmmm '' was all I could finagle. I did n't desire to bring his prick out of my mouth.
'' You might take a shit me cum, Michael. Do you want me to cum in your mouth ? ``
Yesterday I masturbated, thinking about this young shooting his cum into my oral fissure. And, to add to my illusion, I had tasted my own cum for the first time. While I thought about Saint Luke.
Thought about his Henry Sweet bum, thought about sucking him off.
Having him cum in my oral cavity for real was fantasize turned into reality. I gripped his ass tighter and sucked harder. Bobbed my head back and forth on his hammer. Sucked him until I felt his buttocks clench.
'' I will cum in your mouth, Michael ''
'' Mmmmmmm '' I held on. My sass tight round the base of his stopcock. Kneading his ass with my fingers.
'' '' Now, Michael ! ''
His spermatozoan spurted from his peter. I opened up and some cum escaped, trickled down my chin, but I kept almost if it in my mouth. He withdrew his cock and I closed my brim.
Then I was able-bodied to swirl his cum around in my mouth and was able-bodied to taste it properly. And then I swallowed. It was dandy. Tasted nicer than my own. Or maybe I was getting to wish the taste perception more.
Before yesterday I had never tasted cum at all, and now I was able to lay down comparisons !
I stayed there on my knees for a moment, savoring the lingering taste in my mouth.

He reached down and grasped my hand. Lifted me to my fundament. I stood in strawman of his naked body. His glistening cock was beginning to lose its rigorousness. As I looked down, I realized how midget Luke was. I stand at 6'and he must have been a full foot shorter than me. But he was perfectly formed !
His fingers found the push of my short and the zipper and he quickly had them down. His hands worked their way up under my t-shirt and he ran his hands over my pecs and then his fingertips played with my nipples. It was such a fine aesthesis. I tugged the shirt off and then we stood facing each other. Two naked males. My hardon poking him.
'' That was so overnice. You gave me a rattling cum, Michael ''
I was proud of and told him so.
'' Did you like it ? Did you like sucking me ? Did you like having a cock in your oral fissure ? 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 easygoing and smooth as the rest of his skin. It was like kissing a girl. He opened his oral cavity, inviting me to put my glossa into it.
My hands roamed all over his mingy smooth body as we continued for several minutes.
Then I put my arms under the cheeks of his ass as we kissed and lifted his slim body. He climbed up onto me. His legs wrapped around my shank. My erect penis was rubbing against the shot of his ass.
Luke broke away, still in my arms, still lifted off the floor and looked into my eyes.
'' Do you want to have sex me, Michael ? ``
Oh jeez. Do I want to fuck this sexy boy ?
'' There 's nada in the world I want to do more, Gospel of Luke ''
'' I want you to. I want to feel your cock in my ass. ``
'' I want to get laid you 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 feeding bottle. Turned to me and winked.
'' I like to be prepared when I meet horny quondam men. ``
He squirted some lubrication onto my cock and rubbed it up and down.
'' Oh Michael ... look how big and hard you are ! '' I nearly shot my cum just from his hint. But he finished covering me with lubricant just in time.
Then I might have cum again just from the good deal of Saint Luke deflexion over and pushing slippery fingerbreadth into himself.
He watched my response over his shoulder.
'' You like that ? '' he asked. I had no voice to answer. But he knew the answer and took his time, fingerbreadth going in and out of his ass while I stared at the show he was giving me.
Then Luke went into the bathroom and came out with a towel. Pulled back the covert on the bed so that there was just the bottom mainsheet, laid out the towel and, at last, lay down on his tummy.
His slim, smooth, sexy bottom lifted just off the bed.
'' Fuck me Michael. You want my ass. I want your cock. ``
I was on him in an instant. The aphrodisiacal ass under me was quickly impaled by my unvoiced peter. He was ready for me and I slipped my total length into him in one thrust.
His ass gripped my cock gently and firmly at the same time. It was the most bewilder sensation.
'' Oh Luke, you sexy boy '' I whispered into his ear. Beginning to bonk in and out of his confection, tight ass.
Bouncy, bouncy ass. Smooth, soft, receptive.
He lifted himself up to receive me as I drove my turncock 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 mystifying and deeper into his bum.
'' Boy 's asses, Michael. Now you know what you like ''
'' Now I know ''
'' Kiss me Michael ''
He twisted under me and I lowered myself to get through his lips. Thrusting my hips over and over, pushing my tongue into his mouth ; pushing my cock into his ass.
He wanted more closeness and moved so that he was on his back and I was between his wooden leg. His arms came up around my neck and his ankles on my berm. My cock drove mysterious still into his lithe, slim body.
I gripped the unfermented cheeks of his ass as I fucked him and, with his arms still clinging onto me, I raised myself. I was standing now, with this man-boy impaled on my peter. His ankle on my shoulders and my manus supporting his ass.
I walked out onto the balcony.
The sun warmed our bare body 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 limb and he climbed back onto me.
Again I was holding him in the air by the impertinence of his ass and I lowered him down onto my erect cock.
His ass slipped over my meat and I lowered him down as far as he could take it.
He clung on to me. It was spectacular.
His lips were locked on mine and I was lifting his entire body up and down on my cock.
Soon, too soon - I wanted to get it on his ass all day, find his ass enveloping my tool - I knew I was close to cumming.
With my cock still inside him, I carried Luke from the balcony back into the way 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 weight unit 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 free weight as I shoved my cock into his ass time after time after time.
The ecstasy was building. This lad, this femboi, this temptation, this unbelievably sexy ass that my tool was buried in ... .. was bringing me to my peak.
'' I 'm going to cum, Gospel According to Luke ''
'' Mmm yes. Cum up my bum. You know you want to. You 're going to have an climax from fucking a boy up the ass, Michael. Naughty man. Do you experience good ? Does my ass finger estimable on your cock ? ``
'' Fucking excellent ! '' and I came.
Like never before in my life.
More than that first fishy hand-job behind the bike sheds.
More than that for the first time ever blowie from the young woman who 's name I never remembered but who 's mouth I will never block ....
More than my beginning ever fuck.
This was more. This was unsubstantial. My cum filled his fiddling asshole and with each thrust of my spurting strut 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 minute and then we rolled as one onto our slope. My turncock 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 john. I heard the shower.
I lay there catching my breathing space and then I must have drifted off in the warm air coming in through the balcony doorway.
The sound of the way door closing brought me awake. Luke was gone.
But the memory he had provided would sustain me for yr .