I was on a bench on the mall at Playa Las Americas with my coffee bean and the latest English lyric newspaper. Looking out over the beach and the clear blue Atlantic Ocean. Enjoying the warm morning sun. A holiday in Tenerife was just what I needed. A workweek away from a stressful few months at work. We 'd intended for my wife to be there, but at the last minute of arc 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 the great unwashed watching. vacationer walked up and down in front of me in a uninterrupted stream. Some families, some groups of Young hombre, some groups of youth girlfriend. The warm atmospheric condition, even so early in the day, prompting some very skimpy clothing.
Girls in tiny bathing costume were attracting my tending. I had on my dark glasses to mask where I was looking. Then a foreign affair happened. A young 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 headland as he passed and watched him. From the rear, I watched his bottom of the inning as he walked away. It moved like a missy '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 youth. His smooth, suntanned tegument and his feminine ass in those tight speedos had had an result.
Too much of an effect, 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 Hades.
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 shorts. I could hide it behind my composition, I guessed, but it would be so obvious. I decided I should just sit tight for a piffling while and let it subside. I opened up my paper and started to grab up on the sports.
My caput 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 Lapp young man who had had such a funny essence on me a little while ago.
'' hi '' he said. `` Can I join you '' ?
I lowered my paper. He stood there, in front of me. The first thing I saw was the bump of his penis 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 find 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 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 way had a balcony overlooking the sea and each was private.
I enjoyed the chance to strip off my boxers and lie naked in the sun. There is no touch like it.
As I lay there, my thoughts went back to the alluring young man I had encountered and I felt my putz stirring.
My hand slipped down my physical structure and I idly started stroking myself. The sun application I had liberally spread all over made it easy for me to run my handwriting up and down my stiffening shaft and soon I was masturbating. My fist gripped my arduous light beam and slid up and down its length as I released my forbiddance and allowed myself to think about the boy.
This was MY fancy, no need 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 movement of me.
I fantasized about what might take in happened if I 'd admitted to him that I had been looking at his ass and hips and consistence as he passed me.
The figure of speech of his ass in my mind.
Imagining how it would feel to stir him. To run my palm over the curve ball of his scented behind.
stroke myself. Oh god I was so hard.
Wondering what his cock looked like.
Stroking myself. Up and down. Harder. Faster. The boy in my psyche 's eye.
It was only a minute or two before I came. Strong as I can recall cumming since I was a teen.
The cum shot out and up my chest. Most of it slithered down off my anoint physical structure and onto the towel that was under me. A footling pool formed in the hollow of my breastbone.
On a whim I dipped my fingerbreadth into it and brought it to my rima oris.
Again with the new stuff and nonsense ! I had never in my sprightliness 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 first time.
I sucked my finger summit and then advertize my finger 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 fantasies. It was suddenly becoming an obsession and I was regretting my demurrer to the boy that aurora. I decided that I would definitely not do so again. And I went to slumber hoping that the Whitney Young man took a regular walk along the promenade each morning, because I was definitely going to be there tomorrow, in pillowcase he passed by.

I was down there again early the future day. tidal bore. On the Lapp work bench, same chocolate, same paper. Pretending to read behind my spook, but really keeping a watchful eye for the young Adonis who had approached me the morning before.
My mind was made up that I would strike him to my room if he stopped again. I had chosen not to bear boxers under my drawers today ; it added to the quiver 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 hips as he walked. Even from the front line I could see the sensual motion of his hips and recalled the appeal of his tight small bum.
He turned his promontory towards me and made a wry little smile.
I lifted my sunglasses to my os frontale and looked at him. Today I was n't going to pretend a lack of interestingness. In fact, today I wanted him to have it away that I was very interested.
He changed course of action and slowed to a plosive consonant, standing succeeding to where I was sitting.
We both faced out to sea. His odoriferous ass barely covered in the silky material of his swimming costume was a foot from my look.
'' 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 sorry I denied it. It was rude. ``
'' Rude to stare at son half your age, or rude to deny it ? ``
Hmmm which ? What was the right wing answer ?
'' Both, I suppose. ``
'' Well, perhaps I will forgive you two times. ``
'' What 's your name ? ``
'' Luke, what 's yours ? ``
'' Michael '', I told him.
'' Hello Michael, I am delight to meet you. ``
'' I 'm pleased to meet you too, Luke. I 'm gladiola to see you today. ''
'' I think I can ca-ca you more pleased, Michael '' he murmured. Still looking away from me. Still teasing me with the propinquity of his young body.
'' Would you like to sit ? '' I asked. I was intensely aware of his aphrodisiac bum so close to me and was fighting an urge to either lean my case towards it or to parent a hired hand and starting 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 shroud it but it was too obvious.
He turned and saw my site. Laughed, and then walked on more quickly.
I had to bustle about to keep up and it made hiding the bulge in my shorts impossible.
The libertine walk pace had my cock bouncing up and down inside the escaped drawers, 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 pace. We walked on together.
People coming towards us could still plainly see that I was sexually aroused. I saw many multitude Young, old, male and female staring at the gawk in my shorts, looking at this mismatched couple and I saw several different reaction.
There was shock on many faces as they jumped to the correctly last.
I saw two men look at me with invidia. We walked past one guy, around Saint Luke 's age, sitting on a wall. I saw him looking at us and he moved his hand and quickly grabbed his software, giving himself a squeezing. I heard him `` tut tut '' quietly, bit the smile on his expression was one of approval.
Another man was walking with his family. His wife was oblivious as her married man stared at my friend, looked to my chunky short, looked back over Luke 's smooth, tanned consistence and finally into my heart. The turning point of his mouth came up in an almost imperceptible grin, his eyebrows 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 fantasies. Like me.
I should be ashamed .... It actually made me more aroused.

We headed into the hotel grounds, past the pool region and through the lobby to the elevator. Most the great unwashed were coming down from their room and we had a car to ourselves. I hit 6 and the door closed. I wanted to refer him. I wanted to palpate his legato skin under my manpower. But I did n't want to be seen on the protection cameras, molesting a boy one-half my age, so we stood in muteness. He moved closer to me. It took all my will magnate to proceed my manus to myself. We got to my level and I could n't resist. I put my mitt 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 house, anyway, and closed the door.
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 put-on. 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 tranquillise.
'' Shall I tell you what I think you want ? ``
'' Yes, Saint Luke ''
'' I think you want to draw my prick. ''
His hand went down inside the movement of his swimming trunk and he started rubbing himself. I watched his knuckles through the sheer framework.
'' You can touch yourself, if you like '' he told me. I moved my hand to the nominal head of my shorts and rub my hard cock.
As I touched, I noticed that precum had made a wet situation there. Had that been there as we walked past all those people ? Oh no ! How embarrassing !
But now it did n't matter. I rubbed myself as I watched St. 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 waist and, with one bridge player 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 eyes off his bottom as he slowly revealed it to me.
'' I know it 's aphrodisiacal. 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 delight looking at me now. Do n't feel shamefaced. ``
I was so hard. My cock felt like iron and I traced its scheme with my fingers through the cloth 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 impertinence then the other, making it saltation for me.
His hand went back to the figurehead and I watched him from behind as he stroked his shaft.
I reached out and tugged his speedos down to his articulatio talocruralis. He stepped out of them and propagate his legs.
'' You can extend to me if you want ''
I moved to my stifle behind him. My nose was in from his naked bottom. Starting at his sura, I moved my hired hand gradually up. Hi skin felt as polish as it looked. What slight hair he had on his legs was fine and soft.
I moved my custody around to the front of his thighs and I pulled him towards me. On my genu, hugging him from bottom. Placing my brass against his ass. Feeling the cutis of his body on my face.
'' Yes, Michael. That 's proper. know my body. You know you want me. You want to fellate me. You want to be intimate me. ``
He reached down and took my hand from his second joint and raised it so that I could touch his laborious penis.
It was erect and I could sense that there was no hair anywhere. But it was smooth. This youth had waxed.
His cock felt terrific in my hand and I stroked him from buttocks, still kneeling.
His beautiful ass was there and I could n't break off myself ... I kissed the cheeks of his ass all over while I stroked his hard dick from behind.
But, I wanted to see it. His member. Wanted to learn myself stroking him.
With my other paw I gently pressed on his leg ... wordlessly asking him to turn around.
He turned towards the direction of the hand on his cock and I saw my mitt on another man 's tool 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 good to touch a concentrated cock. ``
He moved his hips gently in sentence with the regular recurrence 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 dick felt big in my backtalk. He placed his hands 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 prick. ``
With his hammer deep in my mouth, I could only nod. `` Mmmm Hmmm '' was all I could manage. I did n't want to take his dick out of my mouth.
'' You might make me cum, Michael. Do you want me to cum in your mouth ? ``
Yesterday I masturbated, thinking about this youth shooting his cum into my mouth. And, to add to my phantasy, I had tasted my own cum for the first prison term. While I thought about Luke.
sentiment about his sweet bum, thought about sucking him off.
Having him cum in my oral cavity for real number was fantasy turned into reality. I gripped his ass tighter and sucked harder. Bobbed my headspring back and forth on his cock. Sucked him until I felt his backside clench.
'' I will cum in your mouth, Michael ''
'' Mmmmmmm '' I held on. My sassing tight round the base of his dick. Kneading his ass with my fingers.
'' '' Now, Michael ! ''
His spermatozoon spurted from his cock. I opened up and some cum escaped, trickled down my Kuki, but I kept most if it in my mouth. He withdrew his peter and I closed my brim.
Then I was able to twiddle his cum around in my back talk and was able-bodied to try out it properly. And then I swallowed. It was great. Tasted nicer than my own. Or maybe I was getting to care the perceptiveness more.
Before yesterday I had never tasted cum at all, and now I was able to defecate comparisons !
I stayed there on my genu for a moment, savoring the lingering gustation in my mouth.

He reached down and grasped my paw. Lifted me to my foot. I stood in social movement of his au naturel body. His glistening putz was beginning to recede its hardness. As I looked down, I realized how petite Luke was. I stand at 6'and he must have been a full invertebrate foot unretentive than me. But he was perfectly formed !
His finger found the button of my shorts and the zip fastener and he quickly had them down. His hands worked their way up under my jersey and he ran his deal over my pecs 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 former. Two naked male. My hardon poking him.
'' That was so overnice. You gave me a howling 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 oral cavity ? ``
'' Yes, yes, yes and yes ''
'' You made me experience special, Michael. '' I smiled down at him. `` Can we snog now ? '' he asked.
He strained upwards toward me and I leaned down. I placed my lips on his. They were as lenient and smoothen as the rest of his tegument. It was like kissing a girl. He opened his sassing, inviting me to put my tongue into it.
My hands roamed all over his sloshed smooth body as we continued for respective 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 legs wrapped around my waist. My erect penis was rubbing against the wisecrack of his ass.
Luke broke away, still in my arms, still lifted off the trading floor and looked into my eyes.
'' Do you desire to have sex me, Michael ? ``
Oh jeez. Do I want to fuck this sexy boy ?
'' There 's cipher in the world I want to do more, Luke ''
'' I want you to. I want to find your cock in my ass. ``
'' I want to fuck you Luke. Your ass is so aphrodisiacal. ''
He unwrapped his ramification and slipped down to the floor. He went to his beach-bag and grabbed a bottle. Turned to me and winked.
'' I like to be prepared when I meet horny previous men. ``
He squirted some lubrication onto my pecker 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 lubricator just in time.
Then I might cause cum again just from the peck of Gospel According to Luke deflection over and pushing slippery fingerbreadth into himself.
He watched my chemical reaction over his shoulder.
'' You like that ? '' he asked. I had no voice to reply. But he knew the solvent and took his clip, fingerbreadth going in and out of his ass while I stared at the show he was giving me.
Then Saint Luke went into the can and came out with a towel. Pulled back the concealment on the bed so that there was just the bottom sheet, laid out the towel and, at last, lay down on his potbelly.
His slim, smooth, sexy undersurface lifted just off the bed.
'' roll in the hay me Michael. You want my ass. I want your tool. ``
I was on him in an split second. The aphrodisiac ass under me was quickly impaled by my operose shaft. He was quick for me and I slipped my entire length into him in one thrust.
His ass gripped my cock gently and firmly at the same clip. It was the most baffle mavin.
'' Oh Luke, you sexy boy '' I whispered into his ear. Beginning to fuck in and out of his sweet, tight ass.
Bouncy, bouncy ass. Smooth, lenient, sensory.
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, St. Luke. I like fucking you '' I nuzzled the nucha of his neck as my cock went deeper and mystifying into his bum.
'' Boy 's ass, Michael. Now you know what you like ''
'' Now I know ''
'' buss me Michael ''
He twisted under me and I lowered myself to reach his lips. Thrusting my hip joint over and over, pushing my knife into his oral cavity ; pushing my cock into his ass.
He wanted more intimacy and moved so that he was on his back and I was between his legs. His arms came up around my neck opening and his ankles on my shoulder. My cock drove deeper still into his lithe, svelte body.
I gripped the sweet-smelling 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 cock. His ankle on my shoulders 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 weapon 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 put up putz.
His ass slipped over my nitty-gritty and I lowered him down as far as he could take it.
He clung on to me. It was spectacular.
His sass were locked on mine and I was lifting his stallion soundbox up and down on my cock.
Soon, too soon - I wanted to have it off his ass all day, finger his ass enveloping my cock - I knew I was close to cumming.
With my turncock 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 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 free weight as I shoved my hammer into his ass metre after time after time.
The disco biscuit was building. This lad, this femboi, this temptation, this unbelievably sexy ass that my shaft 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 let an orgasm from fucking a boy up the ass, Michael. Naughty man. Do you feel undecomposed ? Does my ass feel estimable on your stopcock ? ``
'' Fucking fantabulous ! '' and I came.
Like never before in my sprightliness.
More than that first suspicious hand-job behind the bike sheds.
Thomas More than that first ever blowie from the girl who 's name I never remembered but who 's backtalk I will never blank out ....
more than my first ever fuck.
This was more. This was insubstantial. My cum filled his petty asshole and with each thrust of my spurting prance 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 evacuate. Until I felt like all my bodily fluids were inside this sexy kid 's ass.
I was spent. I collapsed onto him for a present moment and then we rolled as one onto our sides. My pecker stayed in his ass.
'' Oh Saint Luke, you were amazing '' I breathed into his ear.
'' You were as well, Michael ''
He moved away and my dick slipped out. He got up and went to the bathroom. I heard the shower.
I lay there catching my breath and then I must induce drifted off in the warm air coming in through the balcony doorway.
The phone of the room doorway ending brought me awake. St. Luke was gone.
But the memories he had provided would sustain me for years .