I was on a bench on the stroll at Playa Las Americas with my coffee and the latest English speech newspaper. Looking out over the beach and the light blue Atlantic. Enjoying the ardent good morning sun. A holiday in Tenerife was just what I needed. A week away from a trying few month at employment. We 'd intended for my wife to be there, but at the final minute she 'd had to cancel 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 people watching. Vacationers walked up and down in front of me in a continuous stream. Some phratry, some groups of young hombre, some mathematical group of vernal girls. The warm up weather, even so early in the day, prompting some very skimpy clothing.
young woman in bantam swimwear were attracting my attention. I had on my sunglasses to disguise where I was looking. Then a foreign thing happened. A young man about 20 passed in battlefront of me. He was wearing speedos and cipher else. Just carrying a bag and a drink.
His slim, smooth body somehow distracted me. I turned my caput as he passed and watched him. From the derriere, I watched his bottom as he walked away. It moved like a little girl 's and I found myself staring. He turned his oral sex 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 spring chicken. His smooth, suntanned skin and his feminine ass in those tight speedos had had an core.
Too much of an force, 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 rooster would be making a big tent in my trunks. I could hide it behind my composition, I guessed, but it would be so obvious. I decided I should just sit tight for a fiddling while and let it lessen. I opened up my paper and started to enchant up on the sports.
My head was buried in the paper so I did n't note immediately that he was approaching. Only when a shadow covered me, I looked up and there he was ! The Lapplander vernal man who had had such a rummy effect 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 excrescence of his penis wrapped up in his flyspeck swimming costume. It took an endeavor 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 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 articulation was saying 'you are lying and we both know it'.
He went on his way. I sat for a few Sir Thomas More instant 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 chance to rifle off my shorts and lie naked in the sun. There is no feeling like it.
As I lay there, my mentation went back to the alluring Loretta Young man I had encountered and I felt my cock stirring.
My hired hand slipped down my trunk and I idly started stroking myself. The sun application I had liberally spread all over made it easy for me to run my hand up and down my stiffening shaft and soon I was masturbating. My clenched fist gripped my hard shaft and slid up and down its length as I released my inhibitions and allowed myself to think about the boy.
This was MY fantasy, no need to be ashamed while I jerked off. Jerked off thinking about ...
In my judgement I thought of his ass in those speedos. Recalled how his buttock moved as he walked away from me.
I thought about the gibbosity I had seen as he stood in nominal head of me.
I fantasized about what might have happened if I 'd admitted to him that I had been looking at his ass and pelvic girdle and organic structure as he passed me.
The image of his ass in my judgement.
Imagining how it would feel to touch him. To run my laurel wreath over the curve of his scented behind.
stroking myself. Oh god I was so firmly.
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 remember cumming since I was a teen.
The cum shot out and up my chest. near of it slithered down off my oiled body and onto the towel that was under me. A piffling syndicate formed in the hollow of my sternum.
On a whimsy I dipped my fingers 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 oral fissure. Something else new.
And, as I lay there with two digit 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 defence to the boy that morning. I decided that I would definitely not do so again. And I went to sleep hoping that the Brigham Young man took a habitue paseo along the promenade each dawning, because I was definitely going to be there tomorrow, in type he passed by.

I was down there again early the next day. Eager. On the Saame bench, Lapplander coffee berry, same paper. Pretending to read behind my shade, but really keeping a sleepless eye for the youthful adonis who had approached me the morning before.
My psyche was made up that I would learn him to my elbow 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 tiny speedos, sauntering along the boardwalk. A beach-bag suspension from his shoulder.
He swayed his rosehip as he walked. Even from the front I could see the animal front of his pelvic girdle and recalled the appeal of his tight little bum.
He turned his foreland towards me and made a wry little smile.
I lifted my sunglasses to my forehead and looked at him. Today I was n't going to pretend a lack of interest. In fact, today I wanted him to screw that I was very interested.
He changed course and slowed to a full stop, standing next to where I was sitting.
We both faced out to sea. His sugared ass barely covered in the silky fabric of his swimming costume was a understructure from my face.
'' 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 male child half your age, or rude to deny it ? ``
Hmmm which ? What was the mightily answer ?
'' Both, I suppose. ``
'' wellspring, perhaps I will forgive you two times. ``
'' What 's your name ? ``
'' Gospel According to Luke, what 's yours ? ``
'' Michael '', I told him.
'' howdy Michael, I am pleased to forgather you. ``
'' I 'm please to meet you too, Luke. I 'm sword lily to see you today. ''
'' I think I can make you more delight, Michael '' he murmured. Still looking away from me. Still teasing me with the law of proximity of his young body.
'' Would you like to sit ? '' I asked. I was intensely cognizant of his sexy bum so close to me and was fighting an urge to either lean my face towards it or to raise a script and get-go fondling him.
He turned and looked down at me.
'' No I think you must buy me breakfast. ``
'' Where ? '' I asked.
'' Room armed service '' he replied `` which is you hotel ? ``
I told him the name. It was half-mile to the Dixie.
'' 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 obliterate it but it was too obvious.
He turned and saw my situation. Laughed, and then walked on more quickly.
I had to hustle to celebrate up and it made hiding the bulge in my underdrawers impossible.
The loyal walking pace had my cock bouncing up and down inside the loose short pants, rubbing against the fabric and making me even further aroused.
Passers-by were noticing .... an older man chasing after a 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 hand on his forearm.
He checked his gait. We walked on together.
People coming towards us could still plainly see that I was sexually aroused. I saw many mass Cy Young, old, Male and female staring at the swelling in my trunks, looking at this uneven couple and I saw several different chemical reaction.
There was daze on many faces as they jumped to the right conclusion.
I saw two men look at me with invidia. 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 clinch. I heard him `` tut tut '' quietly, bit the smile on his human face was one of favourable reception.
Another man was walking with his home. His wife was oblivious as her married man stared at my admirer, looked to my chunky shorts, looked back over Luke 's smooth, tanned consistence and finally into my eyes. The nook of his mouth came up in an almost unperceivable 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 conjoin man, with gay fantasies. Like me.
I should be ashamed .... It actually made me more aroused.

We headed into the hotel grounds, past the kitty area and through the lobby to the elevators. Most people were coming down from their rooms and we had a car to ourselves. I hit 6 and the doors closed. I wanted to disturb him. I wanted to palpate his smooth hide under my hands. But I did n't want to be seen on the security measure television 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 manpower to myself. We got to my floor and I could n't refuse. I put my hand on his seraphic 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.
Luke dropped his beach-bag, turned to me and asked `` what do you desire 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 representative was tranquillise.
'' Shall I tell you what I think you want ? ``
'' Yes, Gospel According to Luke ''
'' I think you want to suck my turncock. ''
His manus went down inside the front end 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 hand to the front of my shorts and rub my punishing pecker.
As I touched, I noticed that precum had made a wet spotlight there. Had that been there as we walked past all those people ? Oh no ! How obstruct !
But now it did n't affair. I rubbed myself as I watched Luke playing with his cock and balls.
'' And I think you might like to bang me, Michael '' Gospel According to Luke said, and turned around again.
He bent at the waist and, with one helping hand on each hip, started slowly slipping out of his speedos.
The top of the crack 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 make taken my eye 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 love looking at me now. Do n't feel shamefaced. ``
I was so hard. My cock felt like iron and I traced its outline with my fingers through the fabric of my shorts.
The speedos came down to the tops of his second joint and he straightened up.
I watched as he flexed the muscles of his ass, first one cheek then the other, making it dance for me.
His hired man 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 mortise joint. He stepped out of them and spread his legs.
'' You can touch me if you want ''
I moved to my human knee behind him. My nose was inches from his naked bottom. Starting at his calf, I moved my hands gradually up. Hi skin felt as shine as it looked. What petty hair he had on his leg was ok and soft.
I moved my hands around to the front of his thigh and I pulled him towards me. On my human knee, hugging him from arse. Placing my cheek against his ass. Feeling the skin of his body on my face.
'' Yes, Michael. That 's right. Love my torso. You know you want me. You want to suck me. You want to have it off me. ``
He reached down and took my hand from his thigh and raised it so that I could touch his surd penis.
It was erect and I could feel that there was no hair anywhere. But it was smooth. This youth had waxed.
His hammer felt wonderful in my hand and I stroked him from behind, still kneeling.
His beautiful ass was there and I could n't block myself ... I kissed the cheeks of his ass all over while I stroked his hard cock from behind.
But, I wanted to see it. His penis. Wanted to look on myself stroking him.
With my other hand I gently pressed on his leg ... wordlessly asking him to wrick around.
He turned towards the direction of the handwriting on his pecker and I saw my hand on another man 's cock for the first time.
'' You like doing this, do n't you Michael ? ``
'' Yes Gospel According to Luke. I did n't make love. I did n't have intercourse it would be so good to tinge a strong turncock. ``
He moved his hips gently in sentence with the rhythm of my hand.
'' 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 oral cavity and took him inside.
His cock felt great in my mouth. He placed his hands on the cover of my head and held me. I sucked and licked him.
'' Yes, Michael. Yes, you like my putz, do n't you ? You like sucking cock. ``
With his cock deep in my mouth, I could only nod. `` Mmmm Hmmm '' was all I could contend. I did n't want to withdraw his dick out of my mouth.
'' You might establish me cum, Michael. Do you want me to cum in your mouth ? ``
Yesterday I masturbated, thinking about this youth shooting his cum into my oral cavity. And, to add to my phantasy, I had tasted my own cum for the first prison term. While I thought about Luke.
Thought about his sugariness bum, thought about sucking him off.
Having him cum in my mouth for real was phantasy turned into reality. I gripped his ass tighter and sucked harder. Bobbed my head back and forth on his peter. Sucked him until I felt his tail end clench.
'' I will cum in your mouth, Michael ''
'' Mmmmmmm '' I held on. My rim tight round the base of his cock. Kneading his ass with my fingers.
'' '' Now, Michael ! ''
His sperm spurted from his tool. I opened up and some cum escaped, trickled down my chin, but I kept most if it in my mouth. He withdrew his cock and I closed my sass.
Then I was able to twirl his cum around in my backtalk and was able to savour it properly. And then I swallowed. It was great. Tasted nicer than my own. Or maybe I was getting to like the taste more.
Before yesterday I had never tasted cum at all, and now I was able to do compare !
I stayed there on my knees for a moment, savoring the lingering gustation in my mouth.

He reached down and grasped my mitt. Lifted me to my feet. I stood in front man of his nude torso. His glistening cock was beginning to fall behind its hardness. As I looked down, I realized how petite Luke was. I stand at 6'and he must bear been a full substructure shorter than me. But he was perfectly formed !
His finger's breadth found the button of my shorts and the slide fastener and he quickly had them down. His hand worked their way up under my t-shirt and he ran his men over my pecs and then his fingertips played with my pap. It was such a fine sensation. I tugged the shirt off and then we stood facing each former. Two naked Male. My hardon poking him.
'' That was so gracious. 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 mouth ? Did you like a boy cumming in your sassing ? ``
'' Yes, yes, yes and yes ''
'' You made me finger especial, 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 soft and smooth as the rest of his skin. It was like kissing a girl. He opened his mouth, inviting me to put my glossa into it.
My hands roamed all over his tight smooth body as we continued for several minutes.
Then I put my arms under the brass of his ass as we kissed and lifted his slim dead body. He climbed up onto me. His legs wrapped around my waist. My erect member was rubbing against the crack of his ass.
Luke broke away, still in my weapons system, 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 creation I want to do more, St. Luke ''
'' I want you to. I want to finger your stopcock in my ass. ``
'' I want to have it away you Luke. Your ass is so sexy. ''
He unwrapped his peg and slipped down to the level. He went to his beach-bag and grabbed a nursing bottle. Turned to me and winked.
'' I like to be prepared when I meet turned on older 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 touch. But he finished covering me with lubricant just in time.
Then I might have cum again just from the sight of Luke bend over and pushing slippery fingers into himself.
He watched my reaction over his shoulder.
'' You like that ? '' he asked. I had no voice to answer. But he knew the answer and took his time, fingers going in and out of his ass while I stared at the show he was giving me.
Then Gospel According to Luke went into the privy and came out with a towel. Pulled back the cover song on the bed so that there was just the bum sheet of paper, laid out the towel and, at go, lay down on his tum.
His slim, smooth, sexy bed lifted just off the bed.
'' screwing me Michael. You want my ass. I want your hammer. ``
I was on him in an instant. The aphrodisiac ass under me was quickly impaled by my knockout cock. He was ready for me and I slipped my stallion duration into him in one thrust.
His ass gripped my cock gently and firmly at the Sami time. It was the most amazing sensory faculty.
'' Oh Luke, you sexy boy '' I whispered into his ear. Beginning to roll in the hay in and out of his sweetness, sloshed ass.
Bouncy, bouncy ass. Smooth, lenient, receptive.
He lifted himself up to contact me as I drove my cock into him again and again.
'' You like fucking me, Michael '' he said.
'' Yes, Saint Luke. I like fucking you '' I nuzzled the nape of his neck as my turncock went deeper and profoundly into his bum.
'' Boy 's keister, 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 hips over and over, pushing my lingua into his backtalk ; pushing my rooster into his ass.
He wanted more intimacy and moved so that he was on his back and I was between his legs. His blazon came up around my cervix and his ankle on my shoulders. My cock drove bass still into his lithe, slim body.
I gripped the sweet cheeks of his ass as I fucked him and, with his sleeve 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 men supporting his ass.
I walked out onto the balcony.
The sun warmed our au naturel bodies as I fucked Saint Luke 's ass.
I laid him on the sunlounger and fucked him there.
I leaned him against the balcony rail and fucked him from behind as we looked out over the sea.
I bent him over the tabular array. 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 cheek of his ass and I lowered him down onto my erect cock.
His ass slipped over my inwardness and I lowered him down as far as he could engage it.
He clung on to me. It was salient.
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 fuck his ass all day, sense his ass enveloping my rooster - I knew I was close to cumming.
With my dick 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 stomach 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 exercising weight 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 meter after time.
The ecstasy was building. This lad, this femboi, this temptation, this unbelievably sexy ass that my rooster was buried in ... .. was bringing me to my peak.
'' I 'm going to cum, Gospel of Luke ''
'' Mmm yes. Cum up my bum. You know you want to. You 're going to bear an orgasm from fucking a boy up the ass, Michael. Naughty man. Do you experience upright ? Does my ass experience good on your cock ? ``
'' Fucking excellent ! '' and I came.
Like never before in my lifespan.
More than that first suspicious hand-job behind the wheel sheds.
More than that first ever blowie from the little girl who 's name I never remembered but who 's mouth I will never blank out ....
more than my first ever fuck.
This was more. This was unreal. My cum filled his trivial arsehole and with each 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 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 sides. My cock stayed in his ass.
'' Oh Gospel According to Luke, you were amazing '' I breathed into his ear.
'' You were as well, Michael ''
He moved away and my peter slipped out. He got up and went to the privy. I heard the shower.
I lay there catching my breath and then I must have drifted off in the lovesome air coming in through the balcony doorway.
The strait of the elbow room threshold closing brought me awake. Luke was gone.
But the retentiveness he had provided would sustain me for years .