It was finally here. Darren and I were heading to Vegas. Alone.
Darren booked everything. From the flight, to the hotel that my wife picked out for us, to the Grand Canyon tour, to even a surprise just for us, he took care of it all. I was picking him up at his place as it was on the way to the airport, and I could hardly contain myself knowing that we were going to get four straight days together. On our own vacation.
His girls bounded all over me as I waited in the kitchen for him to finish up with his stuff as I chatted with Amy. Every time Darren walked by me he’d give me a grin, or give me that look that said it all. I have never been so excited to go anywhere.
After what felt like forever at his house, we were in my car, backing out of his driveway as the ladies in his life waved goodbye. And the second we were out of view, his big hand grabbed mine to hold me tight.
“Finally!” He shouted, leaning over to me to give me a quick kiss on the lips as I drove.
“Be careful! We have all weekend.” I giggled as our hands rested near the cupholders still clasped.
“I’m fucking you as soon as we walk into our room. Just wait.” He winked at me.
“You think you can wait about 7 hours?” I said looking at my watch. By the time we waited at the airport, took the five hour flight, and got to our room, I was hoping we wouldn’t be exhausted. But Darren had promised to nail me as soon as we got there.
“As soon as we walk in pal. Door closes, I’m raping that ass up against it.” He growled at me and grabbed at my crotch. “I can’t fuckin’ wait!”
I looked over at the big hunk sitting beside me, his goofy grin on his face, his blue eyes wide and excited. He was such a good looking man that I couldn’t believe we had been doing this secret affair thing for over two years now. He suggested this trip as a way to escape, and our wives never batted an eye. They even helped us plan it. My wife found the cheapest hotel on the strip – the Monte Carlo. Darren’s wife had suggested the helicopter trip over the Grand Canyon as something Darren had always wanted to do. And Darren had said he researched something too that was not part of anything we told our wives about.
“So what’s this big surprise you have planned for us?” I asked him as we merged onto the highway, still holding hands.
“I guess I can tell you now that we’re alone.” Darren shifted his big muscular body sideways in my car, taking up the entire space. “I booked us a naked couple’s massage in our room on Saturday.” He gave a little childish grin at me, waiting for my reaction. “From two naked guys!”
My eyes popped wider and I turned to him laughing. “Seriously?!”
He laughed out loud. “All on the up and up. No sex, just naked. I made sure I picked a guy you’d like.” He winked at me. “I’m sure it will get us in the mood.”
I had never had a massage from a guy before, let alone a naked guy. I wondered if I would be able to keep my cock down, or my hands off him.
“We are going totally gay this weekend.” Darren pulled my hand over to his crotch and I could feel how hard he was already. “I think I’m going to be this hard the entire weekend.”
I had a feeling I would be too.
Darren was used to travelling for business, so I followed him around the airport, going to the lines he told me to go to, and making it through security quickly enough. Until we were sitting at a table at one of the airport bars after the hurriedness of the afternoon. We had a quick bite to eat and a drink to relax us into the trip. Sitting there with him, thinking what I was thinking as strangers mulled around us, was already heaven to me. There were no kids to bother us. No wives to go back to. Nothing. Just us.
I ended up in the middle seat with Darren at the window and a business guy to my right who we quickly got to know. Darren the charmer talked over me to the guy to get to know him, telling this guy Jeff, that we were heading to Vegas for a boys weekend. Little did Jeff know.
About mid-flight, I pulled my backpack onto my lap and dug out my headphones to watch one of the shows on the screen in front of me as Darren pulled off his sweater and laid it across his lap. He had his headphones as well, and he nudged me by the elbow. With my bag still on my lap he moved closer to me, nudging me again, his sweater spread out across his legs.
I pulled an earplug out and turned to him to see his evil grin, lifting a corner of his sweater slightly.
He had his cock out. And it was hard and pointing at me.
I gave him a little look and he just wiggled his eyebrows up and down. From the way I had my back on my lap, it was blocking the view of Jeff beside me, who was drifting off to sleep anyway. Darren gave me a head nod and moved his shoulder closer to mine as I shifted over to.
He tugged at my arm and I slid it secretly over, lifting the arm rest between us and moving sideways a bit more to block the view of those behind us. Darren adjusted his sweater as my hand moved over his lap, snaking down to find his exposed cock. I heard him sigh in deeply as my hand wrapped around his warm dick, slowly starting to fondle his meat as he lifted a knee up to hide the movement.
He turned to look at me, that grin still on his face as he mouthed the words “I love you” while I slowly stroked his big cock. He looked over me at our new neighbour sleeping to my right as I continued massaging his hard cock. I wanted to bend right over and suck him down, or better still, sit on his lap and ride him till we landed. But I did have some restraint. For now.
When we hit an air pocket and Jeff stirred I pulled my hand out, startled by the sudden movement and making Darren laugh. He sat back, holding his sweater over his lap carefully. I could see the outline of his big cock under the sweater, but I doubted anyone would notice as his hand carefully covered it. He winked at me, and slid his hands under the sweater as if he was getting comfortable, but I knew he was slipping that monster back inside his pants.
I leaned back in my seat, hating any sort of turbulence whatsoever and tried to calm down by gripping the arms. Darren, now fully concealed in his pants, sat upright once again and looked over at me. “You alright?” His smile warmed me, and I blushed.
“I hate flying.” I admitted, relaxing a bit more.
He patted my hand on the armrest between us and then held it there for a moment, his big smooth hand hot on mine. I eyed it, wishing I could just clasp it tight, but he moved it away quickly and leaned over to my ear. “Don’t worry. Just think of us stepping into our hotel room in a few hours.”
His voice sunk into my head and his breath tickled my neck making me shiver. My cock responded to the idea of Darren fucking me as soon as we walked into our room. And suddenly turbulence didn’t seem so bad.
We landed smoothly thank God, and it wasn’t too busy in the airport, allowing us to quickly grab our luggage and head to the taxi stand. I had never been to Vegas, nor had Darren, but he acted like he had with all his experience travelling. We stared at the strip as we headed to our hotel and the heat from the Nevada dessert hit us even at this time of the night. Vegas was three hours behind our regular time, so even though we had been travelling for about five hours, it was still midnight Vegas time instead of 3 am our time. I was exhausted, but as Darren stood at the counter getting our keys to our room, occasionally looking over at me standing to the side, I was wide awake and wanting this vacation to truly begin.
I followed him to the elevator, his big goofy grin on his face looking at me. I could tell he was thinking the same thing. And his crotch certainly showed it. One thing Darren couldn’t contain was his dick getting hard around me.
We stepped into the elevator alone and as soon as we did he grabbed me and kissed me hard. Deep. He literally took my breath away. “Here’s to the best guys weekend ever!” He giggled.
I stepped back, holding his hand as I watched the numbers climb. “What floor are we on?”
“Twenty first. And I got us a special room.” Darren wiggled his eyebrows. “One king bed with a bathtub in the room.”
I punched his flat gut and smiled. “That’s not really a guy’s weekend room.”
Darren shook his head. “Nope. Totally gay!”
The elevator door opened and my heart pumped, following Darren’s big round ass down the hall as he looked for our room. He stood in front of the door and grabbed the key card and waved it open, pushing the door sideways and stepped in, holding it open for me.
And as soon as it closed, Darren was on me, pushing me back against the door as it closed, kissing me passionately. As promised.
Clothes started to come off, first his shirt and my hands went right to his bulging pecs as he pulled my shirt over my head. I kicked off my shoes as he did the same, and then our hands were on our pants, fiddling with buttons and yanking them down our legs. We both stopped kissing long enough to strip out of our underwear and socks, until his big naked body was pushing me up against the door once again.
His large hand went right to the back of my ass, his fingers gliding right to my warm crack. “You ready for my big dick buddy?” He growled in my ear as he pressed his body into me so hard I was sandwiched between him and the door. He didn’t wait for an answer, and was already lifting one leg of mine up and squatting between me, letting spit fall onto his dick and prepping it for my waiting ass.
I bit his shoulder as he lifted me off the ground and spread my legs, one arm under my one leg as his legs bent to get in. I felt the tip of his cock push against me and I gasped into him. I could feel myself shaking in anticipation as I closed my eyes and breathed in, trying to relax into his body.
Darren grunted into my ear as he stuffed his meat in me, holding himself still to force his way in. I let out a loud moan as he breached me, that thick helmet head popping inside me and stretching my ass wide for him. The rest of his thick shaft followed along in one deep plunge, Darren’s voice in my ear.
“Yeah buddy. Take it all.” He groaned.
I wrapped my arms around his neck as his arm went under my other leg and he held me up, legs wide, and leaned me back against the door. My head went into the side of his neck as he started to thrust slowly, making sure I was truly ready. The sounds I was making gave him the signal it was all good.
I was delirious, dizzy, and so turned on by this sudden need. I let my head roll back and bang against the door as Darren started to plow me, my eyes slowly coming into focus as I opened them to stare at the ceiling. Then I looked at Darren, staring at me intensely holding me up, his biceps bulging out in massive balls as my legs dangled from them. His hips were moving fast, his flat stomach rippling below me. His pecs were like two boulders pushed together as his shoulders leaned forward holding me onto the door.
“Oh my God yes! Fuck me!” I moaned, taking in the room behind him and to the side of us. There was a small bar immediately to my right. Behind that was a wall, probably containing the bathroom. Behind Darren’s broad shoulders was the giant king sized bed in the middle of the room, and to the left of it a huge jacuzzi tub with a wall to wall window along the side. I could see the Vegas strip all lit up as my own insides lit up with Darren’s dick hammering my ass.
My eyes returned to his, glaring at him with a renewed passion and I grabbed his thick neck to bring his lips to mine, kissing him hard.
“Come on big guy. Cum in me!” I grunted, making him respond in a deep growl. I held on to his neck with my left hand as my right grabbed my throbbing cock between our hard bodies and started to pull on it, feeling the need to cum myself.
Darren frowned, a look of pure determination washing over him as his half grin lit up his face. “Yeah? You want my load buddy? First of many this weekend!” He groaned, bouncing me back and forth on his cock. He was plunging in me so deep my face was going numb. I licked my lips as I started to stroke my cock faster.
“Do it! Fill me up big guy. I want it!” I pressed my shoulders into the door as I raised my hips to meet his thrusting. He smiled wide and slowly shook his head from side to side.
“You are so fucking hot.” He grumbled and his mouth remained open in a heavy pant. I watched his tongue come out to moisten his bottom lip and I leaned in to suck that lip back, biting it playfully as he groaned in me. I held on to his neck and pulled his forehead into mine as he continued the pounding in me, the friction creating such heat in me I was ready to shoot.
“Cum with me!” I moaned, eyeing him carefully.
He nodded, biting his own bottom lip. I watched his eyes carefully, inches from me, and I knew when it was flooding through him.
“Now?” I asked breathlessly, hanging on to him as sweat made it harder to maintain my position.
He nodded and let out a deep guttural growl. “Yes!” He shouted as he fucked me harder, thrashing into my ass with loud smacks.
Just the thought alone brought me to a climax as my fist squeezed my cock and jerked myself off as Darren’s cock pulsed his out in my ass. Our mouths opened together and our eyes remained locked as my cum started to spill from me. Darren slammed into me hard and held his cock deep in me, throbbing out his load as mine poured out all over us. He thrust his hips back and then into me again harder, causing me to let out a loud groan as he unloaded more. I gripped my cock in my hand, shaking out another spurt that landed on my chin. Darren dove for it on his next slam into me, his mouth covering the bottom of my jaw and sucking my cum off me as he shuddered out more into me.
“Fuck!” He grunted when he pulled off, moving into my lips again quickly and kissing me deep, his tongue entering my mouth far to the back of my throat. I could taste my own cum on him and I wriggled my body up against him , off the door so that he stepped back in shock, carrying me with him. His arms went around my back as my legs around his waist and he walked around in a circle, holding me against him.
When we broke our kiss, we both had big grins on our faces. Darren continued to stand there holding my body in his without any sign of effort. He kissed me again, and then turned to look at the room.
“What do you think?” He said, slowly turning around so I could get a full view. I took it all in again, the bar by the door, the big bed, the tub by the large window. I could see the bathroom off to the side and realized this was quite a romantic room.
“I love it.” I said and squeezed his neck tight.
He smacked my ass, and then lifted me up and off his cock, setting my naked body down in front of his 6’2” frame. God what a fucking hunk, I thought as I stood in front of his body, his dark tattoo across his shoulder more pronounced under the light. Darren turned and went into the bathroom, and my eyes went to his round smooth ass as they always did.
I flopped down on the bed in a starfish position and waited for him, staring up at the ceiling. We had all weekend. Four full days of being together. No wives or kids. No one who knew us. We could just be us. I could finally be me again for a few days.
And I felt so free. Once again.
