I dozed off after Ryan left in the dawn light.
I woke with pounding on the door
‘You need to get up’, shouted Degsy, ‘Maccas splashed out and booked us a boat ride for half ten, get your skates on, it’ll be ace’ he shouted as he left.
I have a quick shower, soaping all over, I leave my cock, panting, bobbing, wanting more and I am in the lobby for 10.
It’s Macca and Ryan, me and Degsy. We get to the jetty and find the boat. There’s a group of 16 lads and us 4.
Macca said he got a good deal as the guy wanted to fill the boat up, so a 2 for 1!
Great, my wallet needs all the help it can get. Macca wouldn’t take the money, ‘pay me in kind’ he said clutching my jewels surreptitiously as we stood close together.
The lads on the trip are all fit fuckers, lean and either tall or very short. Abs a plenty and lots of shoulder hugging and holding, japing and calling out names. They’re mostly shirtless and wearing navy swim shorts. Their sports bags say ‘University of Sussex Swimming Team’. I look around for a coach or ‘grown-up’, nope they’ve been let off the hook.
What are the chances of that?
The Captain explains that we are sailing up the coast to a wreck off a bay where we can swim and snorkel. After a couple of hours in the water we have lunch on board to head back with drinks and a DJ for the return journey.
We sit in the sun, chatting, looking at the view, me the 16 lads, others at the coastline changing slowly as the boat speeds up the coast, away from Palma.
One by one the lads strip off their shorts to skinny speedos Their beautiful swimmers bodies, lean and strong, as we all top up our tans in the Spanish sunshine.
The boat pulls in to a bay and we try on snorkels and flippers, we use the slide at the back of the boat to deposit us in the sea. I’m loving the water, and the underwater views of the fit swim team guys in speedos, oh and some fish, silver with black spots.
The snorkelling looses its appeal, we regroup on the boat and split into a speedos versus shorts teams for a ‘water polo’ game. Big Macca is our goalie, he’s not fast in the water but a good stopper, his huge hands and broad frame helping.
We’re all getting knackered. No ones keeping score anymore. Degsy swims over to me and dunks me, the swim lads joined in, this turned into a pantsing game, what a view of beautiful, tan lined, pale bubble butts and the lads soft tackle bobbing about as the 20 of us thrash about naked in the clear water.
We swam to the cove and lay on the sand getting our breaths back, the sun beating down on us, soon drying us off.
After maybe an hour, we hear the boat claxon sound and we have a race back, they’ve some fast guys, I could’ve beaten them 8 years ago but now am in the middle of the pack.
The lads cheer as Macca and Degsy finish last and haul their bodies up the steps.
We eventually find our swim shorts and put them on, damp and cold.
The Captain says ‘tuck in lads the buffet and the bar is open.
Half of the team queue for beers and half eat the buffet, then swap. Well organised bunch.
Lots of beer gets consumed and the lads pair off or in small groups, relaxing catching the rays.
We pulled in to the harbour and swim team said to meet in their hotel at 9 for some drinks.
The lads had to be back for their girls after the last evenings late night antics.
I hung around the boat watching the fit lads get their stuff together when felt an arm on my shoulder and turned to see a beautiful smile and piercing grey blue eyes atop a lean broad shouldered guy say ‘I definitely voted for your arse’.
I felt his hand cup my cheek and squeeze.
‘Its Mark by the way,’
‘Yeah, you were in the contest, I’m Chris’,
‘Wanna show a sailor a good time?’
Mark says, those eyes twinkling.
‘Coach gave us the day off’,
‘What about the night?’,
I said feeling his groin and not being disappointed.
‘Let’s see what develops’,
‘Sure, I know just the place to test a few theories’,
We walked back to the hotel and into my room.
It was bombsite, the bed a streaky mess of spunk and spilt rum. Towels, cum rags and lads clothes strewn around the room and taking centre stage the well used kingfisher blue Andrew Christian kegs, spunky and crusty.
‘Fuck, someone had a good time last night’ he laughed.
I straightened the sheets, piled the dirty towels into the bath, folded the guys clothes and turned to see Mark, naked, erect, wearing just the kingfisher blue AC undies.
‘You look overdressed’ he said as he opened his arms and we hugged, he pulled off my polo shirt and kneeling, freed my cock from the confines of my shorts.
My cock bounced into his face and swung up to my abs as I prised off my trainers and shucked off the shorts, standing naked, proud, heartbeat pounding with anticipation.
I knelt and undid the poppers, his hairless shaft poking through the hole, I eaked out a bead of precum onto my tongue and buried my nose into his groin, sniffing his musk and the combined smell of the lads. I pulled the AC undies off him, we made out, our lips parting for a kiss.
I could feel my precum spewing out, his thumb smearing it over as we kissed deeply and passionately, his lips so soft, his tongue so hard, his bristles scraping my face, his hand tracing down our cocks.
I pushed him down into the bed, we writhed and hugged as we kissed, then a strength test, he knew some quick fire wrestling moves that had me pinned, naked, submissive, his stronger, fitter, younger frame able to take me, and he did.
He flipped me over, my arse lifted and pressed back as he pushed his nose into my arse, licking under my balls, blowing raspberries in my crack as he nuzzles in deeper, stickier, slippier now as his arrowed tongue attacked my hole, now a finger inserted, my cock leaps, fattening up as the shock travels to my cock tip.
He pulls out his finger and spies the creased up tube of KY and manages to squeeze a blob out and smears his cock head and my hole, his finger sliding in and again that pulse of current up my shaft, my face pressing into the pillow.
He’s at my gate, waiting patiently, his breathing slowing, his hot breath on my nape as he leans forwards and sinks into me, his weight mostly on his arms, we are coupled, him deep in me as I exhale, he increases his weight on my back, oh I’m so warm, engulfed in his body as he kisses me, rocking his arse and adjusting his weight on me he finds a rhythm.
We are so close, he is so heavy and he moans and moans at the sensations my velvet chute is imparting on his cock rim, he tenses and we are frozen in time, the peak lasts for eternity but in reality the clock starts ticking and he nuts out his load deep in my arse.
‘You ready?’ I say. We swap. I’m hard in a moment, just looking at him and anticipating getting off does it for me.
He swings his long legs up. I smear my copious precum and spit over my head and feel electricity as my cock tip touches his winking, willing pucker, he flexes deep within and his hole grips my tip and pulls me in as I sink down into his warm depths.
My cock rim pushing past his ring and now grazing on his soft tissue as it descends, deeper until it can go no further. I look into his eyes, sparkling, glassy, as he blinks and adjusts his ass as we pause, my cock pulsing faster than my heartbeat, spewing out the pre-cursor to the main event. My nuts tight against his arse.
He nods and I retract fully, watching my cock bounce, watching his hole close up, then again I’m pushing in, then pulling all the way out.
I grip his cock, fondle his nuts and stare at his hairless boy cunt, twitching for me releasing a tiny sexy lads pfft, then plough on in again, to the hilt and start my pounding, my balls slapping.
Mark rises up and pulls me closer, his arms around my neck, his thighs tighten around my body and his legs wrap around, his feet nestled on ky acc cheeks.
He falls back and beats his cock, wanking violently as he arches a little and spunks out a plume of cum releasing a roar.
His arse pulses and tightens around my shaft with each spurt of his spunk. I cum, pulling out of him, my cock, slimy, wet, spewing jizz over his deflating cock and abs as I collapse on top of him, our sweaty, wet bodies writhing in the slippy hot loadd sandwiched between us.
We laugh together,
‘Fuck’ Mark says, ‘I’m deffo staying the night!’
I nod and we kiss haphazardly, teeth clashing.
We doze in the sex high, exhausted after the swimming and the sex.
I call room service and get pizza and rummage in the fridge and pull out a few cans the lads missed, I looked under the bed and found a flask of rum that had slid under the bed and a half used tube of ‘ManErect’ lube.
The young chap from room service handed over the pizzas in exchange for the cash, getting an eyeful of Mark laid out on his back, half way through my masssge, his arse in the air, he turned onto his side as he smiled at the delivery guy, who looked embarrassed. We sat on the bed as we ate, licking up any drops of melted cheese and taking the opportunity for a quick cock suck.
We drank the beers and ate the pizza and laid back full of each other and pizza. I took a swig of the ruin and passed him the bottle. He rolled me over on my back and drizzled the rum into my arse crack, it pooled in my arse hole as I pulled in. Mark burrowed in supping the liquid up.
I wake, listening to him snore a little, snuffling really. He’s so fucking hard, I stroke his cock and caress his balls, he moves a little, I spit in my finger and rub every so gently on his frenulum, silky smooth under my spit, his eyes open and he smiles.
‘You’re not my roomie’ he laughs as last night flashed through his memory.
‘I need a piss so badly’ I say as we both get up off the bed horned up,
‘And a shower’, I say after running my finger up his arse crack and sniffing my finger.
We run the shower and stand facing each other, foreheads touching, holding our cocks and both piss out a stream onto each others package, watching the lemon mingle with the clear and run away, breathing that smell of sugar puffs, as the piss is washed away. The water is warm enough now and we cuddle and finish our pisses hugging and wash each other, soaping up, like silly kids.
I hear the bedroom door open and chatter of maids, then after a few minutes they must’ve heard the shower running and left.
We opened the bedroom door and the cummy bed had been changed and a pile of clean towels were on the bed.
‘Come on, I fancy a swim and working on my tan’ said Mark.
We pull on shorts and squeeze into trainers and spend a few minutes rubbing sun lotion into our shoulders, chests and backs, a little sun sore from the boat trip.
We grab two loungers and share a beer on my tag, sunning ourselves, drifting off, my arse hole telling its own story, sore and puffy, deep in my dark moist crack.
I look across at Mark, he grins and winks at me then relaxes as the Spanish sun beats down on us. Our cocks satisfied and spent.
I waved to the lads, sat under umbrellas in the shade being mithered at by one or other of the three girls. Ryan came over, we did the bro hug, he whispered ‘you’re so fucking sexy, we gotta meet up.
One more day in lads paradise and then it’s back to my lonely apartment, essays, scripts and hundreds of nagging, needy students by and no cock.
TBC
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