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When I’m travelling I don’t usually go looking for sex. Sometimes it just happens and, being away a lot, I just take that for what it is. I pretend Im someone else and that what’s happening is happening in another universe to another person. Which isn’t to say that it isn’t awesome or real because it is.
The last time, I was in a West coast city for a few days. I was staying at a hotel/resort/spa which was helpful because, with the pool and the sauna and the steam room, there was a lot more opportunity for an encounter of some kind. And again, I didn’t go looking, but in case there was interest, I was open to it. The first night I was there-- I arrived at 6 or so-- I skipped dinner and went straight to the pool to swim, but because it was dinner hour, the pool was empty. I swam anyways, and the headed to the steam room. I did this a few times and was feeling good. I allowed myself to pull out my dick in the steam room and get sweaty while stroking, hoping someone would come in, but no on ever did.
And then, during my last round in the pool, a guy came down who was around my age (45) with a bit more silver in his hair, but very fit. At least he seemed so in his shirt and red trunks. He took off his shirt, laid it across one of the lounges in the pool and came into the water, sortof nodding to me as he plunged into the shallow end. I swam in my end, for a bit, he swam in his. And then I got out of the pool, my cock semi-hard, but looking fat enough I think through my trunks. I stood where my own shirt and shoes were and toweled off, posing a little as I did. I looked back at the pool, and saw him checking me out. When my eyes met his, he looked away and submerged. Then I went to the sauna, where I waited, thinking he might follow.
After a few moments, bare chested stewing in the heat on one of the upper cedar benches, the door opened and he came in. He said “Hello,” and sat down across from me. He had a slight accent, maybe German. He had a nicely defined chest and arms and very little paunch (I have a modest one). His eyes were brown and his salt and pepper hair was close cropped. He sat back and closed his eyes a moment. Then he opened them and asked me if I was hot enough or did I want him to ladle some water on the rocks. I told him that would be great.
Steam clouded the room and, as it did, he took off his trunks before sitting back down, his ass white and untanned, his cock long, cut and heavy. “Good idea,” I said, and I did the same thing. My cock, which is about seven cut inches and cut, popped out as I slid off my trunks, and there was that moment where I wondered how he’d react: if he’d be disgusted or angry or maybe embarassed for me (all of these things had happened before). But, through the steam, he seemed fine with it, saying, in a more pronounced accent, “Much better yes?” I told him that it felt good, and he said, “It gets better if you touch it, like this,” he said, laying his hand over the shaft of his cock, which was getting hard. I did the same, and we watched other for a bit, stroking together. He pinched his nipples and I did the same, and, for a bit, we were sortof copying each other. It was very playful. Then he stood up. I did the same.
He put his hands on my shoulders and kind of brought me close to him. Our cocks touched and he started kissing me, which was amazing. I just melted, literally and figuratively, because it was very hot in the sauna and there was a kind of slick sweat over our whole bodies. He kissed me more and I ran my hands ran across his nipples, which shot up when I touched them. He kindof groaned as he kissed me, which I loved, and then he brought his hands to my ass, which he thrust towards him. Our cocks were grinding and we were necking. We stopped a moment and he said, “Do you think here? It is okay?” But I could barely speak. I moved one of the benches to where the door was and propped it up against the handle, the other end against the wall. After making sure it was secure and that on one could get in, I ladled more water on the rocks and fell to my knees. Ferociously, I devoured his dick.
He moaned and groaned. He was big but I got most of it in my mouth and down my throat. There was tons of pre-cum, which I licked off and ate. He put his hand on the back on my head and I cupped his balls. After awhile, he turned around and leaned against the benches. I ate him out and played with his hole.
Once I’d done that for awhile, he turned around and we kissed some more. He licked my chest and neck and armpits, and then he got my cock in his mouth. He was great, moaning as he did it. I pumped his mouth agressively, which he seemed to love. I fucked his mouth hard, and, then, not being able to hold back much longer, I told him that I needed to cum. He kept moaning harder, which I took as a sign to shoot in his mouth, and that’s what I did. I released hard. He backed off a bit and cum was spilling out of his lips, pouring on the floor. I brought him up to my mouth and we necked most of it away. Fuck, it was hot.
Kissing some more, he jerked his dick. I tweaked his nips and kissed his neck and I could feel him get very close. Just as he was about to shoot I shoved my tongue in his mouth and he came all over my belly and pubes. He was very chunky and thick, which I found out later was because he, like me, was married and hadn’t jizzed in a few days. We reclined together on one of the benches feeling great and then we put our trunks on and swam some more, a little closer this time, a little more like buddies. Eventually, we went back to my room. He left in the middle of the night.
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