Date: Sat, 11 May 2013 05:20:17 -0700 (PDT)
From: niftystoryteller <niftystoryteller@yahoo.com>
Subject: Travel Fun, part two

Travel Fun, Part Two

Warning: the following story contains graphic descriptions of sex between
consenting adult males. If you are underage or do not wish to read such
materials, or if reading this sort of material is illegal in your
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	"Hey, do we have anything on tap for Labor Day weekend?"

	Mark furrowed his brow. "Not that I can think of, but I'll have to
check my calendar. Why, what gives?"

	"Well, we might have houseguests."

	Out of the blue, I had received an email from Daniel, my Czech
hookup, explaining that he and his Scottish boyfriend Rory were going to be
in town for a few days at the beginning of a coast-to-coast journey. He
wasn't exactly subtle about the fact that they were looking for a place to
stay, but I didn't really mind. Especially after taking a look at the
picture of the two of them that Daniel had attached to his email. The
photo, taken on the beach at the Adriatic coast, captured Daniel's dark
good looks perfectly, and it established that Rory was a buff, bearded,
ginger god. Judging by the bulge in his Speedo, he was also hung as hell.

	One glance at the picture settled it for Mark, and I emailed Daniel
that they were more than welcome to stay for a couple of days. Since we
were going to be there first stop, they would be able to recover from jet
lag with us before beginning their travels.

	The intervening weeks passed quickly, and I found my thoughts
frequently returning to my too-brief escapade with Daniel. I wondered if
something would develop on the visit, but I resigned myself to the
likelihood that he and Rory were probably still in the throes of
infatuation, and would only have eyes for each other.

      "We're here," I called as I pushed open the door. The ride in from
the airport had gone quickly, as Daniel and Rory filled me in on their
travel plans. Given the obvious attraction between the two of them, I was
pretty sure it would be an orgasmic trip, from one end of the country to
the other. Once we arrived home, I introduced them to Mark, and then I got
our guests settled in their quarters and left them to shower and change
clothes before dinner.

	I joined Mark in the kitchen and gave his crotch a squeeze.

	"What do you think?"

	He grinned. "I think I'd like to have a peephole into their room."

	No doubt they were a very sexy couple, and also fun to hang out
with. Despite their jet lag, they were pretty lively at dinner, especially
after the wine started flowing. By the time we finished eating it had
turned dark outside, and I suggested that we adjourn to the secluded patio,
where we could enjoy the still-warm evening while having a night cap.

	"Oh, you have a hot tub," Rory observed during a lull in the
conversation, pointing to the spa area near the French doors that led into
our bedroom. He had the sexiest goddamn accent.

	"Yeah, its great to have a soak before bed," Mark said. "Maybe
tomorrow when you're not so tired, you can try it out."

	"I'm never too tired for a soak," Daniel said, and Rory nodded his
agreement.

	That settled it. Mark removed the cover while the rest of us
skinned off our clothes. Trying to be discreet, I checked to see if my
assessment of Rory's endowment was accurate. If anything, I had
underestimated what he was sporting. His long uncut cock sprouted thick and
heavy from his thatch of rusty pubes, ready to rise at the least
provocation. I wondered how often Daniel agreed to ride it.

	The four of us slipped naked into the bubbling water, luxuriating
in the feel of the water. Mark hooked his leg over mine, and I guessed that
there was also some underwater contact between Daniel and Rory. It was very
sexy to share the tub with three hot men, and before long it became obvious
that we were all starting to grow hard-ons. Needing the occasional breaks
from the heat, we took turns bobbing up and out of the water and perching
on the side of the tub. I guess we could have made an effort to shield our
cocks with our hands, but that didn't really seem practical in a group of
four hung guys. And there didn't seem to be a need for modesty.

	"You two are having quite an effect on Rory," Daniel remarked,
glancing at the bobbing prick next to him. His boyfriend laughed and spread
his legs wider, giving us all a better view.

	"It likes to come out to play when Daniel's around," he
remarked. Taking that as an invitation, his boyfriend leaned over and
nuzzled his lips around the head, which protruded from the encircling
foreskin. It was a gorgeous prick. Judging from the expression on Daniel's
face, it tasted great as well. Rory winked at us as he leaned back and
began tugging at his nipples as his Czech boyfriend began to suck in
earnest. "He is a great cocksucker, but I guess you know that yourselves,
eh."

	Mark glanced over at me. "I've heard reports," he said.

	Mark and I jerked each other off as we watched the hot blow job
being performed before our eyes. Daniel yanked his own crank as he sucked,
and it didn't take long before each of us had shot a healthy load. Rory
slowly exhaled as he sank back into the bubbling water, no doubt tingling
with post-orgasmic bliss.

      "Fuckin' awesome," he said. Who were we to disagree?

      Not surprisingly, after the meal, booze, and sex, the effects of our
friends' jet lag began to catch up to them, and we all decided to retire
for the evening. It wasn't particularly late, so Mark and I just lolled
around naked in bed and watched TV for a while, messing around a bit but
instinctively saving our cum for the next day, in case there was a need to
entertain our guests some more.

      In fact, just about twelve hours later, I found myself squatting over
Rory's fat cock, which was ready to poke through my back door. Taking a
deep breath and exhaling, I slowly lowered myself, inch by sweetly
agonizing inch, bracing my hands on his ginger-furred pecs. Glancing over
at Mark and Daniel, it looked like they were about ready to start fucking
too. My hubby had assumed his favorite position, on all fours, meaty ass up
and ready to receive a pounding. Having had my share of Daniel's Czech cock
months before, I knew he was in for a treat.

      The morning had started innocently enough. I got up before everyone
else and went into the kitchen to get things set up for a pancake
breakfast. I guess I made too much noise, because Daniel and Rory soon
joined me. They were clad only in T-shirts, naked from the waist down.

      "We thought maybe we'd go sit in the tub for a few moments," Daniel
said, apparently trying to give an innocent explanation for their
nakedness. I swear I saw his cock twitch, and Rory was obviously half-hard.

      "Well, breakfast is almost ready. Do you want something to eat
first?"

      They agreed that was a good plan.

      "Maybe we should go put some more clothes on if we are going to eat,"
Rory said.

      "Not really necessary. You'll be taking them off soon if you want to
get in the tub," I replied, not particularly interested in having them
cover up. "I'll go wake Mark up and then cook up these pancakes."

      Of course, I filled Mark in on our guests' attire, and he came out
similarly half-clothed. While I wore only boxers and a T-shirt, I was still
the only one whose cock was not in plain sight. That gave me a little more
freedom to permit a partial hard-on to grow.

      "This maple syrup is good," Rory said, adding more to his
pancakes. "What else do you use it on?"

      Mark reached over and took the bottle from him. "Oh, pancakes, and
waffles, and sometimes other things." He drizzled a bit on his cock. "It
even tastes good on sausages."

      By this point in the meal pretty much everyone had a hard-on, and it
was pretty obvious where the morning was going. Rory leaned over and took
my partner's stiff prick into his mouth.

      "Mmmm, it is good."

      At that point, it seemed like a good idea to skin off my boxers
before my cock ripped right through them. Once we were all naked, the
inevitable swapping around and pairing off could get underway. It was fun
to fuck around with Daniel again, and we were grateful that he had brought
such a hot and willing boyfriend for us to enjoy. By the end of the day, I
had lost count of how many times I had cum, and I think we had tried just
about every possible combination of partners and positions. My favorite
part was watching Mark get spit-roasted, with Rory's cock deep in his ass
and Daniel probing his mouth.  I thought of that scene later in the
evening, as we were drifting off to sleep, naked bodies pressed together.
It was fun to play, but nicer to have such a hot man in bed with me every
night.