Date: Sun, 23 Jun 2002 13:24:11 -0700
From: Mike Smith <parislover02@hotmail.com>
Subject: Three Days in Paris - Day 1 Start of Adventure

Three Days in Paris

Note: This is a series of explicit gay sex tales that are based on a real
experience - enhances a bit for your pleasure. If you are not into htis
sort of thing please leave = otherwise I hope you enjoy.

Day One - The Adventure Begins


After a busy weeklong conference I had arranged to take three days off for
myself in Paris. I had arrived the night before and had checked into a 4
star hotel in the Montparnasse area. I picked this hotel specifically since
it had been written up on the Internet as a great `cruising' site.
Apparently the Lobby WC can be quite active with a younger crowd and even
the cute bellhops will often join in for some great sucking sessions.  Well
so far the only persons I noticed in the WC were elderly oriental gentlemen
and fathers with their young sons.  Not very encouraging for someone as
horny as I was. It had been weeks since I had had any sex. The months
leading up to the conference had been crammed with my normally heavy work
schedule as well as hours of preparatory work for my presentation at this
European conference. The conference itself left little time for any
relaxation and I found myself falling into bed nightly alone and to tired
to even jack-off.

After checking in - and checking out the WC - I rested for a couple of
hours and then headed out to cruise a couple of gay `clubs'. Despite how
horny I was nothing interested me.  I quickly got tired of being hit-on by
middle-aged `queens' trying to look 20 again. There seemed to be little
action, just a lot of skittishly cruising back and forth. Or maybe I was
just too tired to care. I returned to the hotel frustrated and tired,
falling into bed and immediately dropping off to sleep.

I woke late the next morning, more refreshed than I had felt in weeks and
after showering and shaving I decided to grab a quick lunch and head into
the heart of Paris. I had visited this city a number of times so I had no
burning desire to see the tourist sites but I was now getting horny and
bored. Even the guys in the club last night were starting to look ok. As I
started to walk through the train station to get to the Metro when I saw
him.

The first thing I noticed was the golden spiked hair, so highly jelled that
the light bounced off it like a beacon.  This golden crown topped one of
the cutest most adorable faces I had ever seen.  Pale creamy white skin,
pierced by ice blue eyes and highlighted with a pair of full, pink, heart
shaped lips. This beautiful boy diverted my attention and I almost collided
into the woman in front of me. He looked so young and innocent sitting on
the floor with his backpack.  And then he saw me staring at him and he
looked up and smiled. Oh what a wicked sexy smile he had.  White teeth
flashing through those pink lips and his eyes seemed to penetrate me as I
heard my breath catch. I turned my head and walked on as I felt his eyes
follow me across the station. I had to look back. I stopped at a newsstand
and pretended I look at newspapers. He was still watching me and smiling. I
glanced away but could not walk away.  Try as I might I could not ignore
this `golden boy god'.

Fuck! What was a matter with me? Here I was at 26, successful climbing up
the corporate ladder standing in the middle of a train station starting to
sprout a `woody' over a young boy who looked like he could be 16 - that is
'jail bait' in Canada.  At 6'1" and 180lbs of trimmed muscle with good
facial features, I have never had a problem attracting sex partners - male
or female. I did not need to be chasing after young kids. My mind kept
saying `get out of here' but my cock was now in control.

I finally glance back at him and he looked me up and down and then gave me
the most beautiful smile. I could not help myself; I smiled back.  He had
me and he knew it.  He reached down and adjusted his crotch without taking
his eyes off me. His shorts were filled with a healthy- looking bulge.

He leaned over said something to the two kids sitting near him; then picked
up his bag and started to walk towards me. As he got close to me he gave me
a nod to follow him and kept walking.  I trailed and every few meters he
would turn to ensure I was still with him and flash that smile at me. I
kept following right to the public washrooms. I hesitated at the doorway
for a few moments then said `fuck it! I want this boy.' and entered. He was
waiting at the last cubicles at the end of the room when he saw me he
slowly entered keeping his eyes on me until he disappeared.  I slowly
followed noting that the cubicles were fully enclosed from ceiling to floor
giving a fair degree of privacy. I entered and locked the door.

He was sitting with his shorts down around his ankles, his boy cock already
starting to swell lying across his upper thigh. His t-shirt was pulled up
and tucked behind his head, revealing a beautiful smooth hairless chest
already developing defined pecs and abs. I was about to take control when
he looked up at me with that smile and I felt my knees go weak. He reached
over and started to unbutton my fly working ever so slowly on each button
never taking his eyes off mine.  I didn't move - no, I couldn't move. The
moment was so erotic. My swelling cock did not make his job easy but with
great care he pulled my pants and underwear over my hard prick and putting
his hands on my hips pulled me towards him.

My cock bobbed forward and lightly caressing his smooth cheek. As I moved
my cock slowly over that beautiful face I could feel electric waves pulsate
down my spine and through my whole body. What a great sensation as I rubbed
my prick against those lush lips. His tongue darted out licking around my
foreskin, teasing me, exploring the sensitive area between the foreskin and
my ever-expanding cock-head. He kept using his tongue and was playing me
like a beautiful instrument, wetting me, coaching my cock-head to come out
and play.  Finally he looked up at me smiling with both his mouth and eyes
and then he opened his mouth and his lips formed the most sensuous O shape.
Fuck! That mouth was made for sucking.

He took me into his mouth and after using his tongue he continued to tease
my cock-head out of it enclosure he slowly began to suck. His mouth
smothered the head of my cock while the hands enveloped the shaft. They
worked together so well I felt as if my cock was in his throat.

I remember throwing my head back, feeling my breath catch in my throat and
I letting out an involuntary moan, groaning loudly from some primal core
deep inside me. My boy god immediately let me fall out of his mouth and
said something as he put his finger up to his lips.  I had completely
forgotten where we were.

Taking my cock in his hand he began to kiss and lick it all over, running
his tongue over my piss-slit, painfully lingering before letting me back
into his mouth and gently started to applied some suction. This kid may be
young but he knew how to suck cock like a pro. He was in no hurry as he
continued to suck me excruciatingly slowly, and I was savouring every
moment. As one hand was around the base of my prick, his other has caressed
my balls, tickling them, and then rubbing them gently.

All I wanted to do was to bury my cock in that furnace of a 'love mouth'. I
wanted him to take me all the way into his mouth, his throat, to bury his
nose and face in my heat, my sex. I wanted to fuck his mouth. I stared to
push and thrust against him putting my hands on the back of his head,
feeling those stiff spikes of golden hair. I tried to fuck his mouth. I
needed to come so badly. But every time I pushed forward, he pulled away;
still sucking and tonguing my cock head but not letting me enter his
throat.

I kept trying again but this time he let my cock drop out of his mouth and
reaching down to his shorts he started to stand up. Fuck! I had pushed him
too hard and I was going to lose him. "It`s ok, don't go. Please stay." I
whispered.

He stood up and looked up at me and then reached up and kissed my lips to
quiet me. This took me totally by surprise and I didn't know if I was
getting a good-bye kiss or not. He did not linger on my lips but taking my
manhood, which had started to lose some of its firmness, back into his hand
looked down at it. I also glance down and saw that he had not pulled his
shorts up but had simply taken something out of his pocket and was holding
it in his other hand. It was a condom and he was preparing to cover my
'love tool' for action. I felt my tool stiffen again.

Never taking his eyes off my cock he pumped it a few times and then
carefully rolled the thin sheath down to my pubic hairs. Looking back up at
me he gave me another one of those beautiful smiles, lightly kissing my
lips again. Oh God I was in love - or at least in lust with this kid. He
turned around and leaned over the toilet presenting his beautiful butt to
me to admire.

And did I ever admire it as I ran my hands over his ass cheeks. Smooth and
totally hairless like the rest of his body. I kneaded his ass like bread
dough feeling its softness in my hands. Now I felt in control as I wetted
my index finger and probed his ass to find his `boy pussy'.  I pushed it
into his warm hole to lube it up. It was tight and as I lifted my finger
back to my mouth to get more spittle I was pleasantly surprised that it was
not only clean but also had an intoxicating aroma - not something that
happens all that often in my experience.  I worked first one finger and
then two, all the time kneading his butt cheeks with my other hand,
spreading them to get a look at this little rose bud that I was fucking
with my fingers. Once I had three fingers easily passing through his
sphincter I knew he was ready as he pushed back and rotated his hips.

But if I thought I was in control of the situation, my boy-god reminded me
who was setting the agenda as he reaches behind and finding my cock glided
it towards his hole. I did not fight him since I was more than ready as I
got into position and slowly pushed my hard cock head into his hole. It
literally popped inside him as he held his breath, grunted and let out the
quietest moan of pleasure and pain, as more of my cock pierced his ass. It
was an intrusion, one he wanted, but needed to relax into. I allowed him a
few seconds to become accustomed to my dick and then he turned his head
towards me and smiled giving me the sign that he was ok, that he wanted to
go on. I pull my fully hard shaft out of his hole, only so far as to allow
the head to remain inside and pushed back into his ass, with one long
stroke.  I grabbed his slim little hips and thrust deeply into him. He
pushed back into me at the same time as I started to slowly piston my cock
in and out of his hole. Fuck! His ass was sweet and tight.

I slowly began to fuck him and each time I pushed forward he pushed back
onto my cock. We kept this pace up for some minutes all the while we heard
people coming and going all around us, which only added to the excitement.
I was not going to last much longer and as I felt the telltale pressure
build up I bent over this kid as he held onto to the toilet seat. I ran my
hands over his smooth ads, tweaking his tiny nips. I reached down to grab
the boys cock which I had not yet touched, and he began to massage my prick
with his tight ass muscles. As I placed my hand on him he started to cum
which pushed me over the edge. That did it! I exploded in his ass filling
the condom with shot after shot. I tried to lift myself to stand up but my
legs began to wobble as I bent over holding the boy, hanging onto his
thrusting cock that did not seem to want to stop cumming.

Finally we both calmed down and suddenly realized just how cramped this
little cubical was. As I softened I was able to extract myself and we
cleaned ourselves as best we could as we re-arranged our clothes. I
whispered "Lets get out of here." and we carefully slipped out of the
toilet area and went to wash our hands.

To be continued.

** This is my first attempt at writing this sort of story.  If u like it or
have any comments please e-mail me - Mike at parislover02@hotmail.com and
let me know.  (By the way the boy was 17 - the legal age in France.)