Date: Wed, 21 Mar 2001 16:13:46 +0100
From: Harry Ellis <mellis6@hotmail.com>
Subject: Hotel surprise last day

Hotel surprise - the last day

Marty and I were sitting in my room in our robes, just chatting and
enjoying a glass of wine when there was a knock at the door. I opened he
door and there was the man who had seduced Marty the day before. He was
nervous.

'What do you want?' I asked.

'Can I come in please?' he said. 'I'd prefer to talk inside.'

I let him in and closed the door behind him.

'Hi Marty, Mr. Lawrence.'

'My name's Fred.' I told him. 'Sit down, like a drink?'

He looked surprised. 'You mean you're not angry with me after yesterday?'

Why should I be, you didn't hurt Marty, in fact he enjoyed himself with
you.  There's nothing wrong in that.'

A look of relief crossed his face. 'I'm glad. I like Marty.'

'Ok,' I said, 'what's the reason for your visit, er?'

'Antony, my name's Antony.' He paused. 'Look, yesterday taught me something
about myself and about my son. He's 13 going on 14, and a while ago I found
a pile of gay porn books in his room. When I confronted him he was hurt and
angry, angry because I'd been snooping in his room. But I explained that he
shouldn't worry. I loved him whatever he did. Anyway, later, when I was at
home alone, I started going to his room and spending more time with his gay
mags, they just turned me on every single day and when I realised what you
and Marty had, I wanted some.'

'So you seduced Marty.' I added. Marty was looking and listening with
interest. His cheeks looking pink and excited.

'Yeah. Well, when I got home yesterday I confessed to my boy what had
happened and told him about you two and that's why I'm here. He wants to
meet you two. He's waiting outside in the car for me to call him.'

I looked at Marty, 'What do you think?'

Marty looked into my eyes, 'Why not?  Look what we've discovered during the
last week, why can't we let him meet us and see that we're normal?'

I turned to Antony, 'Ok, call him up. Will they let him through?'

'Oh yeah. They know my son. They'll let him through no problem.' He went to
the window, pulled the curtain aside and waved. 'He's on his way up.'

We sat there silently, I poured some more wine. There was a soft knock on
the door. Antony looked at me questioningly, I nodded. He went to the door
and opened it. A vision came in. He was shorter than Marty and where
Marty's hair was blonde this boy had jet-black hair and eyes to match.

'Hi Dad.' he greeted his father.

'Hi Peter. This is Fred and this is Marty.'

We shook hands and said hi. 'What now?' I said

'You say it Peter.' His father said, 'you tell them what you told me.'

The young boy blushed and looked lovely. 'Er. I'm a virgin and I'd love to
have sex with someone and when Dad told me about you two I thought maybe I
could share. Like Dad did yesterday.'

I looked at Marty with raised eyebrows. He nodded imperceptibly.

'Ok, Peter. Why don't we? Marty, will you look after Antony? Come here
Peter.'

Peter stood up and walked to where I was sitting. Standing his face was
only slightly higher than mine. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Antony
and Marty kissing like old lovers. I pulled Peter toward me and butterfly
kissed his face while my hands started removing his clothes.

When he was naked I looked at him. He was still hairless but his small body
was perfection. His belly was still round, his testicles were pulled up
against his groin and his penis was straining. I took him to the bed and
lay him down. I removed my robe and looked down at him. His eyes were fixed
on my penis, which was also straining at the leash. He was panting.

I lay down next to him and thought back to my first adventure here with
Marty a couple of days ago. I finger- tipped my way up and down his belly
and round his groin. I kissed him slowly on the lips, letting my tongue
slowly push between his lips. He kissed me back and how. Then his small
hand found my penis and grasped it.  He certainly had learned a lot from
his magazines.

I kissed my way down to his groin and licked his small, hairless testicles.
He had been circumcised leaving his glans open for my teasing fingers. He
was writhing around on the bed in another world. Looking to my right I saw
that Marty and Antony had taken the other side of the king-size bed.
Antony was on his back crooning while Marty slowly sucked and wanked
him. If I thought I was horny, seeing this pushed me further. I wondered
what it'd be like to have sex with Peter's father, maybe later. I stroked
Marty's back to let him know I was there. We stopped what we were doing for
a minute to kiss each other and then went back to our new lovers.

I concentrated on pleasuring little Peter. Touching his puckered up anus
had the same effect as with Marty, he just about swooned. Then he started
bucking. 'Oh yes, please, do that again, oh yes. More please1.' I took him
into my mouth and bobbed my head up and down. He suddenly thrust up against
my face and I felt his young virginal sperm fill my mouth. I just kept
going until he'd quietened down. I crept up next to him. He lay there
panting with his eyes closed.

'Jees, that was out of this world.' He opened his eyes and kissed me. .
Shall I wank you now?' I nodded. I'd hoped for more than a wank but I
realised it was his first time. He lay with his face close to my penis and
began to wank me, I don't know what it was, maybe the first time for him,
maybe the whole atmosphere in the room, but I felt like I was in
heaven. This little black-haired angel was giving me the most sensuous wank
you could imagine.

I looked over at Marty and his bear just as Antony reached his climax and
covered Marty's face with an incredible amount of sperm. I started to grind
my hips and little Peter increased his speed and bang, everything went
black as I came and came.

'Don't stop. ' I whispered, and he continued to milk me until the last eddy
of pleasure died away.

I lay back with my eyes closed. Suddenly I felt something hairy against my
face. I opened my eyes and looked into Antony's face.

'I'd like to change partners.' He said. I felt his lips on mine and his
hands everywhere. God, I was getting stiff already.

'Wait.' I grunted. I looked over at the other bed where Marty and Peter
were interwoven in a kiss which looked like it was going to last
forever. Their hands caressing and teasing their genitals.

I realised what Marty had meant when he said how sexy a hairy man felt. I
couldn't get over the feeling of Antony's body under those curls. We
quickly moved into a 69 position with me on top. His thick, uncut penis was
leaking lots of precum. I took his glans into my mouth and ran my tongue
round the edge. My hands were busy with his anus and testicles. Everything
I did to him he mirrored and did to me. And everything he did to me I did
to him. I glanced to one side and saw that Peter was on his back and that
my lovely Marty was fucking his arse. The sensuality was too much, I
started pumping into Antony's face and than came the climax. As I came my
mouth filled with Antony's sperm. We slowly licked each other clean and
came back down to earth.

We lay there and watched the boys. 'Come on.' I said to Antony.

I moved over to the boys and started kissing Marty while he fucked
Peter. He loved it when my finger found his anus. Antony's face covered his
sons and they were kissing. His hand reached down between the boys and
found his son's penis and started to stroke it.

Marty broke of kissing me, 'I love you.' He gasped, and then he came in
Peter. Peter's eyes opened wide as he looked down at their bodies joined at
the crutch and where his father's hand was wanking him. He went rigid and
came, covering his belly with spurts of sperm.

Marty leant forward and lay on top of Peter. 'Thanks Peter, that was
great.'  They kissed.

Later when father and son had left us, we just lay in each other's arms, on
the bed exhausted.

The next morning the alarm woke us up early. Marty had to hurry, his taxi
was on the way. I followed him into the bathroom and gazed at his naked
body. I turned him round to face me and kissed him as tenderly as I could.

'Here's a goodbye present.' I dropped to my knees and took that beautiful
uncut penis into my mouth. He leaned against the wash basin and stared at
our reflection in the mirror. He started to move, opened his legs to let me
reach his anus and then gave himself over to my mouth, lips, tongue and
hands. Suddenly his knees bent and he seemed to swoop up into my mouth with
his penis and just shot my mouth full.  When he'd calmed down I kissed him
again and told him to get ready.

Twenty minutes later he was on his way downstairs to his cab. We'd
exchanged addresses and numbers but yeah. It was a holiday romance and
whether we'll see each other again remains to be seen. I still love him
though.

I watched out of the window as he waved to me and got into the cab. It
drove away.

Giving him that last blow job had turned me on. 'Oh well,' I thought,
'there's always the mirror.'. I stood in front of the full-length mirror,
dropped my robe and caressed myself. There was a knock at the door. 'Shit!'

I looked through the peephole and a surge went through me. I opened the
door and let Antony in.

'I thought you might be lonely.', he said, reaching for my penis.

We melted into each other's arms and kissed.

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