Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2001 20:57:20 +0100
From: mellis6@hotmail.com
Subject: Hotel Surprise

I checked in the hotel at lunchtime, got freshened up, had a snack on the
balcony of my room enjoying the view.  'Time to relax.', I thought and
headed down for the pool. It was busy and I headed for what looked like the
only bed available and lay down. I napped a while and when I woke the
occupant of the next bed had returned from where ever. My mouth was
suddenly dry. It was a young man, no a boy of about fourteen and he was
gorgeous.  Body, legs, face, hair - long and blonde - were all perfect.

He saw me looking. 'Hi. Just arrived?'

I swallowed, 'Er, yeah. Couple of hours ago. You been here long?'

Three weeks. My folks left yesterday and left me with one more to go. How
long you staying?'

'Just a week to recover.'

'Recover? What from?'

'I just got a divorce.' I told him. 'I've come down here to get used to the
idea.'

He laughed. 'Sorry, I'm not laughing at your divorce but the way you told
it. Almost relieved.'

I laughed. 'Yeah. I guess you hit the nail on the head. My name's Fred by
the way.'

'I'm Marty. Hi!.

We chatted awhile, for me doubly enjoyable. He was a good talker and I
could gaze at him from behind my shades. Incredible, me number one hetero
being attracted to this young guy.  My towel disguised my body's reaction.

We parted and went our different ways. As soon as I got into my room I
stood in front of the full length mirror and slowly stripped my shorts down
and watched my penis appear. Gazing at myself I caressed my nipples and
belly slowly working my way down to my penis. I like my body and that was
one of the reasons my wife left me.  She caught me making love to myself
one time too many. I'm 52 years, just under 6 foot, weigh about 170 ponds
and I'm not too hairy. Oh yeah, I'm circumcised and a reasonable 6 inches.
Back to the mirror.

I slowly started wanking and as I did the image of Marty appeared in my
mind's eye. My pace increased as I imagined what we could do together. My
orgasm was gigantic. Wow!


The next morning he was at the pool when I arrived.

'Hi. I've saved a bed for you.'

My heart skipped a beat.  'Thanks, Marty.'

The day sped by and suddenly it was time to go.  I felt myself shaking
slightly.

'Hey, Marty. Why don't we have dinner together this evening?'

'That would be great, let's do it.'

We went up in the lift together and as he got out I suggested he come to my
room before dinner for a drink. He smiled, 'Great. What's the room number?'

Now I'm really shaking.

An hour later I've had my shower, shaved, put some lotion on and I'm just
about to get dressed when there's a knock at the door. Pulling on my robe I
open the door and there stands a vision. Marty in loose trousers and shirt.

'Come in.' I gulp, feeling like a kid on my first date, 'Come in.'

I can feel my body reacting slightly and hope that it'll stay under
control.  I could be making a big mistake. But we were cool. I poured us
some champagne, and some more, and we sat and chatted. It started getting
dark outside the window so I closed the drapes and put on a couple of
lights. It was ceazy, we'd been together for an hour now and he hadn't
mentioned dinner.

I put the radio on and the dj was playing some funky disco.

'Hey. I love this.', Marty said, 'Wanna dance?'

Feeling a bit foolish at my age, and in my robe, I went for it and, maybe
thanks to the champagne and Marty's mischievous smile, it worked. Then the
next song came on, wow, Lionel Richie. I just slowly took Marty's hand and
pulled him toward me. He didn't resist. We melted into each other's
arms. Our bodies slowly welded together and my body's reaction was now
unavoidable. He pulled his head away from my shoulder and looked into my
eyes, then without a word he kissed me. 'My God,' I thought, 'I'm dancing
with and kissing a 14 year old boy, this is madness.' But the sensuality of
the occasion could not be ignored.

I undid the buttons of his shirt and slowly pulled it off him and let it
drop to the floor, letting my thumbs caress his nipples, his kissing grew
more passionate. Suddenly his hands were at my robe belt and my robe was on
the ground. He stood back a pace and looked at me. 'I'm so glad you asked
me for a drink.'

We kissed again and this time his fingertips started stroking my penis, my
balls, my belly. And now I was really shaking. I led him to the bed and lay
him down. I undid his trousers and slowly stripped them off him. He wasn't
wearing any underpants.

He lay there and I just had to gaze at him for a minute, God he was
gorgeous. His penis was long, uncut and waiting.

I lay beside him and whispered, 'I've never been to bed with a man before.'

'Me neither.'

We kissed and caressed and slowly started stroking each other's penis. God
the feeling of Marty's hand on me was unbearable and judging by his moans
he felt the same. We stopped kissing to watch each other at work. I had
never experienced anything so terribly sensual and erotic. Lying there with
a young Adonis and slowly bringing each other to a climax.

I could feel my climax coming and started kissing Marty again.

'O God, Marty, I'm gonna come.'

'Me too, Fred.'

Our kissing grew more intense, our hands moved faster suddenly Marty grew
stiff and moaned, 'Oh Fred, yes!  Yes! Yessss!.  And he came and came over
our bodies. 'Don't stop. ' I whispered. He picked up speed and my orgasm
hit me like a pile driver. From my toes to my eyes.

We grew still and kissed, this time softly and lovingly, rubbing our sperm
into our bodies.

'I don't believe what happened.' Marty said. 'That was so fantastic'

I got up on an elbow and looked down at him. 'Fantastic's not the word,
incredible's more like it.'

'Yeah.' he murmured, 'and we've got another 5 days. Our penises were
starting to stiffen.

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