It’s about 6am and the gate isn’t up on the board yet. The handsome waiter with dreads and beard brushes up against me as he leans in to place my cappuccino in front of me. I smile at him and raise the coffee to my mouth. He comes back a while after and I ask him for the bill, treating my family to breakfast. I always have a degree of nervousness when travelling to the airport and check for my passport again and again, yet everything went smoothly enough. Now that I feel more at ease, I allow my attention to wander.
Airports make me horny. I think that’s partly because of the volume of men but more exciting is the diversity. My lowered gaze stays around hip height, a treat for my hungry eyes. Travelling in early autumn means there are many wearing joggers and there are bulges everywhere. Some are rounded ridges, a good handful I think, while other let their cocks swing hypnotically, bringing my own cock to grow firmer in my jock pouch. I head to the toilets and in the cubicle, I am frustrated to see the remnants of a gloryhole now sealed shut. I want to get my cock out and start stroking it but time was short, so instead I walk back to meet the others.
On my way to the seating area, I pass by a guy with pink hair, a nose ring and dusky pink joggers. He holds my attention and we exchange brief glances. I check out his facial hair and his other piercings before noticing that he seems to be with friends. One of them is a typical bear type, complete with full beard and belly. I remember seeing him earlier coming out of the toilets and hoisting up his jeans. My imagination is tantalised at the thought of them together, the thought of them both with me and in me, at either end. The two of them leave a lasting impression in my mind and a twitching in my cock, as I head towards the flight gate.
The flight was only two hours and while stood at baggage claim, I see them both again. It’s around 28 degrees in here and I saw the one with pink hair pull the jumper off over his head, his t shirt rising with it to expose the cascade of hair tumbling down towards his crotch. His soft belly calls out for a kiss but no time for day dreaming, the cases are coming around the conveyer. With all four now collected, we meet our driver. As we head off, I resign myself to my encounter being no more than fleeting eye contact and a lustful fantasy, so turn my attention to the beautiful Dalmatian coastline instead.
A few days into the holiday we thought we should finally check out the beach. Up until this point, we had enjoyed the serenity of our pool and its dramatic hillside surroundings, but now I’m keen to try out snorkelling in the bay and so are the others. Though not famous for beaches, the bay is stunning regardless, with its bright green cedar trees hanging over the shining blue seawater. There are slim stretches of sandy-gravel so we found a quieter patch to set up for the day. I slip my shorts off to reveal my speedos. I wear them for me, most of all, but I am more than happy to attract the gaze of others guys. Not that there are any, only an elderly couple chain-smoking at the other end of the beach.
Around lunchtime, as I’m half asleep, I hear a rowdy group of people coming down to the beach from the steps above. Slightly annoyed at my disturbed peace, I roll over on my back then open my eyes and there he is, the guy with pink hair. He has pink swim shorts on and I like his coordination. His bear friend had tighter fighting swimwear and I like what I can see there, too. I spend the next couple of hours in and out of the sea, making sure to emerge from the water in front of them, as an excuse to walk by and catch their attention. I exchange eye contact with them both a number of times, each time lingering longer and longer. The idea that my fantasy was within reach, has me feeling hot and my cock is yearning to get this moving, but this is proving awkward on the narrow stretch of beach, with people around.
A couple of hours later, the prayers of my cock are answered. The two guys are alone, I guess their friends must have left while I was drifting in and out of sleep. After another dip in the sea, I notice my family are dozing so grab my towel and lay it down closer to them both. The one with pink hair greeted me before I could sit down.
‘Hey man!’
‘Hey. Beautiful day down here, the water’s so clear.’
‘Yeah, man, we only came for the Game of Thrones tour but Dubrovnik is fucking gorgeous.’
‘Ah, nice, we’re going on Tuesday. How was it?’
‘Awesome. We’re heading up to Split tomorrow for the other tour.’
I notice the bear smiling at me through his sunglasses but he didn’t say anything. I then realise that I’m stood there hard and bulging from my speedos. I look over to my family, see them all still asleep and seize the opportunity to invite the guys back to my hotel room. I signal to them and they both nod, as I grab my shorts to pull over my now much tighter speedos. We don’t really talk, but the energy was building between us as we approached the apartment building. So much so, that I could barely input the door code in my trembling horniness. Finally inside, I lead them up the stairs and to the room.
Now in my room, I drop to my knees as they drop their shorts. For a moment I stop to admire them both. As they look down at me expectantly, I grab the bear by the balls and kiss his already rock hard cock, with my other hand I gently squeeze pink hair’s semi. Still kissing the bear’s cock, I caress the underside of its head with my tongue until it twitches in pleasure. Licking the shaft up and down, I then open my mouth for him and he slides right in. With pink hair’s cock now hard and ready for me, I turned to him with my mouth wet and ready for him. I rub pink hair’s belly while the curve of his cock slides down my throat smoothly. Pink hair then grabs my head firmly and begins to thrust his cock down, assertively and rhythmically.
‘Yeah, you like that? All the way down’.
My eyes start watering as I choke a little, but I nod as I look up at him. The bear then takes me by my hand.
‘On the bed.’
I let him guide me there and into the position he wants me in. I shuffle forward, until my head is hanging over the end and open my mouth wide. They’re both stood over me, wanking their cocks as pink hair bends down, I feel his spit land in my mouth. The bear bends down next and fires his spit into me and with his meaty cock, fucks it deeper in. They take turns thrusting into my mouth, only stopping briefly to let me catch my breath. I try not to gag on their cocks but it’s impossible as they continue ramming them down my throat. Then Bear pulls out, leans in and whispers in my ear.
‘Good boy.’
The rush of his approval makes me giddy and has my own cock pulsating in my hand.
‘Thank you, sir.’
The bear climbs onto the bed and flips me over onto my stomach and smacks by butt, signalling me to raise it higher. Pink hair comes in from the front of the bed and I open my mouth for him while the bear spits on my hole. Now silky wet from his saliva, his tongue teases and slides around and down to my balls, then back again. He continues to lick and plunge his tongue in and around my hole before sitting up and asking.
‘Do you want me to fuck you?’
Eager for his cock in me, I don’t hesitate.
‘Please, sir.’
The bear gripped his cock tight and flipped me back over so I can look in his eyes as he slowly enters me. A gentle fuck to start with, he eases me into it, and as I look him straight in the eye, he slowly edges deeper with each thrust. Pink hair, who had been wanking his cock at the foot of the bed, shuffles towards me and lowers his balls into my open mouth, and continues wanking. As the bear quickened the pace, my groans were muffled until pink hair pulled out briefly only to dip his cock back down my dripping throat. They both plunge into me, bringing an intense full body pleasure. I feel pink hair starting to twitch and pick up the pace so I try not to gag as he grips my neck with both hands, allowing him to climb higher towards climax. With my eyes watering and one hand on my cock, I use the other to massage Pink Hair’s perineum until I hear those words.
‘Fuck, I’m gonna cum.’
I manage one last gasp of air before he releases his load in my mouth, savouring the feeling of his muscles pumping the cum inside me. As I drain the last drops from his cock, Pink hair props me up so I’m stroking my cock eye to eye with the Bear while he pummels my hole. My breath quickens and the ecstasy reaches fever pitch yet the Bear is relentless in his fucking, as my groans turn to screams. I can’t take any more and I’m about to cum. It starts to shoot up my shaft and sprays out onto my belly. The bear doesn’t let up but I’m too dazed to moan and through this haze of ecstasy, I see pink hair looking over me, grinning playfully, as he collects my cum on his fingers and slips it in my mouth. He pushes it down my tongue with his now soft cock. It’s still warm. I can feel the Bear is getting close now.
‘You want my cum? You ready for it?’
I’m sure the bear knows the answer but I nod enthusiastically anyway. His groans now grow deeper and with eyes still locked with mine, he releases himself inside me. While his heavy breathing starts to wane, the Bear leans in to kiss me. He pulls out and hops off the bed to grab his shorts. Pink Hair gives me a kiss, pulls his shorts up and then the two of them were gone.
I lay there in blissful satisfaction, gazing at the blue through the sky light with no cloud in sight. I can’t tell if it’s been an hour or five minutes since they left but I feel ready to head back to the beach. I roll over to see a single pink hair upon the white sheets.
