A Gay Fantasy: A Mediterranean Night
I had been hesitant about the holiday from the start , not only due to my unease about flying or my dislike for hot temperatures , but also due to having nothing in common with my three companions. My invitation was simply a necessity on their part. Two younger work colleagues had planned a 'lads' holiday with two friends to the Mediterranean island of Ibiza. The plan was to hire a self-catering apartment. One friend pulled out at the last moment, putting the holiday in jeopardy. They needed a replacement to cover the absentee's share of the cost. I was given 24 hours to decide. In the end , against my better judgement, I decided to accept. I didn't have any holiday plans that summer, and I had never visited the Baleric islands before, plus I was intrigued about trying a new experience.
Two days into the holiday I was already regretting my decision. Even though , at the age of twenty one, I was only two years older than my companions , we were on a different wavelength. They would party from early evening until the earlier hours of the following morning, sleep until the afternoon before starting the routine again. I did accompany them on the first night but retreated back to the apartment just after midnight. I was sharing a room with Ben ,who would arrive in a drunken state at around four in the morning. I decided to just try to make the best out of the next eight days. On the evening of the third night, Ben attempted to persuade me to join them on their night out. He came across as genuine. I still declined but said I would join them the following evening. I managed to get some sleep before the inevitable noisy return in the early hours. Ben stumbled as he entered the room, which was illuminated by moonlight. Due to the humidity, I was lying naked on my bed . I was on my left side and therefore was unable to observe my roommates antics. The next thing I knew, my bare bum cheeks were slapped. ' What are you playing at?' I said irately. ' You shouldn't show off your sexy arse if you don't want attention,' Ben replied, slurring his words. ' Just keep your hands to yourself,' I said, attempting to stifle a chuckle. I heard Ben stumbling about and couldn't help but eye him. In the moonlight I watched him undress haphazardly. He removed his boxers and his penis dangled alluringly. I reacted spontaneously. ' You shouldn't dangle your lovely penis about either.'
' Are you sure you can see it from over there?' Ben said brightly. ' Why don't you come other and have a closer look.'
This was one invitation I didn't need to think about. As I walked the short distance, Ben flopped onto his bed and began to stroke his cock. I sat on the edge of the bed and could see his frustration as his cock refused to stiffen. ' Let me help,' I said sympathetically. He didn't respond verbally but released his grip on his cock. I held his shaft and began to roll my hand up and down. My stroke was firm , pulling his foreskin down , exposing the head of his cock. It didn't take long before I felt blood pulsating in his shaft. His once limp cock was quickly transformed into a majestic seven incher. Ben moaned slightly , which encouraged me to explore his cock orally. I gently kissed the head, and tasted his salty precum on my lips. As I ran my tongue over his head , I increased my grip on his shaft. Ben moaned again. ' Don't tell anyone,' he said in a hushed voice. ' I never would,' I responded honestly. I covered my lower teeth with my tongue and guided the head of his cock onto my tongue. More precum was oozing as Ben's moaning intensified. I ran the head of his cock along my tongue and took it as far as possible without gagging. My hand was halfway along his warm shaft. I lowered my head and took a good four inches of his cock in my mouth. I began bobbing my head up and down. I could feel Ben's ejaculation was imminent. I stopped going down on him and held his cock stationary. He gave out a loud moan, his body jerked and hot cum squirted into my mouth. I instinctively gagged as cum shot down my throat. I continued to stroke his cock and more cum oozed . I wiped my lips with the back of my hand as sperm dribbled down my chin. Ben placed his hand over his eyes. I decided he needed a moment to comprehend what had happened. I went back to my bed and waited for him to say something. There was silence for half an hour . I was becoming sleepy when I felt Ben's body cuddle up behind me. He spooned me and his erection signaled that his desire wasn't yet satisfied. He rubbed his cock between my butt cheeks. 'There's condoms and lube in the draw ,' I said breathlessly. I heard the draw opening and a packet being torn open. I brought my knees up to my chest and made myself comfortable. I asked for the lube and smeared the outside and inside of my hole. Ben said he'd never given anal before , so I gripped the top of his throbbing cock and guided the head against my hole . The rest came naturally for Ben. He fucked me for a good fifteen minutes before he orgasmed. He once again asked me never to tell anyone about what happened between us. He said he wasn't gay. I didn't dispute his claim , but the following night it was my cock inside his hole . The way his body and mind responded to anal sex meant there was no doubt in my mind about his sexual preference. He was a gay man. A beautiful gay man.
Two days into the holiday I was already regretting my decision. Even though , at the age of twenty one, I was only two years older than my companions , we were on a different wavelength. They would party from early evening until the earlier hours of the following morning, sleep until the afternoon before starting the routine again. I did accompany them on the first night but retreated back to the apartment just after midnight. I was sharing a room with Ben ,who would arrive in a drunken state at around four in the morning. I decided to just try to make the best out of the next eight days. On the evening of the third night, Ben attempted to persuade me to join them on their night out. He came across as genuine. I still declined but said I would join them the following evening. I managed to get some sleep before the inevitable noisy return in the early hours. Ben stumbled as he entered the room, which was illuminated by moonlight. Due to the humidity, I was lying naked on my bed . I was on my left side and therefore was unable to observe my roommates antics. The next thing I knew, my bare bum cheeks were slapped. ' What are you playing at?' I said irately. ' You shouldn't show off your sexy arse if you don't want attention,' Ben replied, slurring his words. ' Just keep your hands to yourself,' I said, attempting to stifle a chuckle. I heard Ben stumbling about and couldn't help but eye him. In the moonlight I watched him undress haphazardly. He removed his boxers and his penis dangled alluringly. I reacted spontaneously. ' You shouldn't dangle your lovely penis about either.'
' Are you sure you can see it from over there?' Ben said brightly. ' Why don't you come other and have a closer look.'
This was one invitation I didn't need to think about. As I walked the short distance, Ben flopped onto his bed and began to stroke his cock. I sat on the edge of the bed and could see his frustration as his cock refused to stiffen. ' Let me help,' I said sympathetically. He didn't respond verbally but released his grip on his cock. I held his shaft and began to roll my hand up and down. My stroke was firm , pulling his foreskin down , exposing the head of his cock. It didn't take long before I felt blood pulsating in his shaft. His once limp cock was quickly transformed into a majestic seven incher. Ben moaned slightly , which encouraged me to explore his cock orally. I gently kissed the head, and tasted his salty precum on my lips. As I ran my tongue over his head , I increased my grip on his shaft. Ben moaned again. ' Don't tell anyone,' he said in a hushed voice. ' I never would,' I responded honestly. I covered my lower teeth with my tongue and guided the head of his cock onto my tongue. More precum was oozing as Ben's moaning intensified. I ran the head of his cock along my tongue and took it as far as possible without gagging. My hand was halfway along his warm shaft. I lowered my head and took a good four inches of his cock in my mouth. I began bobbing my head up and down. I could feel Ben's ejaculation was imminent. I stopped going down on him and held his cock stationary. He gave out a loud moan, his body jerked and hot cum squirted into my mouth. I instinctively gagged as cum shot down my throat. I continued to stroke his cock and more cum oozed . I wiped my lips with the back of my hand as sperm dribbled down my chin. Ben placed his hand over his eyes. I decided he needed a moment to comprehend what had happened. I went back to my bed and waited for him to say something. There was silence for half an hour . I was becoming sleepy when I felt Ben's body cuddle up behind me. He spooned me and his erection signaled that his desire wasn't yet satisfied. He rubbed his cock between my butt cheeks. 'There's condoms and lube in the draw ,' I said breathlessly. I heard the draw opening and a packet being torn open. I brought my knees up to my chest and made myself comfortable. I asked for the lube and smeared the outside and inside of my hole. Ben said he'd never given anal before , so I gripped the top of his throbbing cock and guided the head against my hole . The rest came naturally for Ben. He fucked me for a good fifteen minutes before he orgasmed. He once again asked me never to tell anyone about what happened between us. He said he wasn't gay. I didn't dispute his claim , but the following night it was my cock inside his hole . The way his body and mind responded to anal sex meant there was no doubt in my mind about his sexual preference. He was a gay man. A beautiful gay man.
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