Date: Thu, 8 Jul 2004 19:21:54 +0100 (BST)
From: baz <bazxl@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tropical Double

No attempt has been made to disguise the people or locations depicted in
this story.  If you recognised the place or are one of the people involved
drop me as mail as I will be there again this year.

All Comments are welcome:
bazxl@yahoo.com

Tropical Double

Chapter One

It was just after midnight, the hotel corridor was hot and sultry as I
returned to my room.  The poolside entertainment had just finished and a
few people still lingered at the bar but the rest of the hotel was
preparing for bed; lights dimmed, music muted.

As I opened the door to my room the cool air from the conditioning unit was
pleasant after the heat of the day. I threw my sweaty clothes into the
corner and took a quick shower to freshen up.  The cool clear droplets ran
over my sun reddened skin.  The shower gel washed way the dust of the day
but I paid special attention to my crotch with possibilities forming in my
mind.  Indeed the 'possibilities' running through my brain also caused my
cock to get hard.  I worked the shower gel into my shaft and over my glans
with each stroke.  Harder and faster I jerked, my knees bending, my hips
thrusting forward.  No romance, no gentle loving care just raw physical
need to shoot my load.  My purple bell end swelled larger and I felt a
throb deep inside.  The muscles contracted and I saw a tiny pearl of cum at
my piss slit.  The seconds of tension passed holding me in ecstasy and then
release.  Jet after jet of thick cum shot out of my cock hitting the shower
wall and being washed away by the spray.  Slowly I returned to earth,
satisfied for the time being.

Feeling refreshed and clean I dressed in a white T shirt and jeans and was
just about to leave when I had second thoughts.  From my bag I took out a
blister pack and popped one small blue tablet into my mouth and washed and
it down with mineral water.

As always, even at this late hour, there were taxis waiting outside the
hotel lobby.  I got into the one at the front of the queue and in my
halting Spanish instructed the driver "Yumbo Centre por favor" I was sure
that after having many thousands of tourists in the back of his cab he
would have been perfectly able to understand my request in any one of
several languages but I felt incumbent that when in Rome I should do as the
Romans do (or at least try). He nodded, smiled and reset the meter; driving
off, as is the custom, at breakneck speed.

Within a few minutes we had arrived at the Yumbo shopping centre and I
handed over the fare.  Despite the night air being a little cooler, I felt
hot and flushed but I knew from experience that this would quickly pass.
The Yumbo centre is a large general shopping centre during the day but as
night falls and the shops close the dark windowed clubs and bars begin to
open and the lower levels become a gay paradise, all tastes catered for.  I
walked down the steep concrete steps to the lowest level of the centre
where most of the clubs and bars were situated.

At the first bar to the right I stood and watched the drag queens encourage
punters to join in the Karaoke and loose their inhibitions; there was no
shortage of slightly drunken takers.  A doorway next to the Karaoke bar
caught my attention, particularly its chain-link curtain; I did not need a
sign to tell me it was a sex shop.  The multilingual sign did give me the
additional information that there was a video room.  I hesitated, but this
was the reason I was here.

Out of the blue, I saw him, nothing special, just an ordinary bloke, but
beautiful brown eyes; who am I kidding?  He was gorgeous.  He looked
familiar but I could not place him, yet neither could I get him out of my
mind.  I'm generally passive but I really wanted to fuck the arse off him,
he just brought that out in me.  He walked through the chain curtain and
was gone.  I repositioned my cock upright in my pants to be less obvious as
it was tenting my trousers and then I followed him.

There was no sign of him in the shop so I assumed he had gone into the
'video' room.  I handed the man my 7 Euro and he pointed to a door in the
corner.  The first thing I noticed on entering was the darkness; all I
could see was a small booth to my left so I darted in and locked the door
behind me.  The cubicle was illuminated by a small television set on a high
shelf.  A toilet roll hung from the wall by a string and the overflowing
bin in the corner left me in no doubt that the heady overwhelming aroma was
of cum.  I sat on the vinyl covered bench and watched the grainy old porn
on the TV.  Sure I was hard but it had little to do with the video.  I
decided to venture forth and see what else was on offer.  As I left the
booth I noticed another immediately next to it, the door half open but I
passed quickly by, my eyes now getting used to the gloom.

I found myself standing in a central room with seating and a large TV
showing the same old gay porn flic I had just left.  I thought I was alone
but as I looked back towards the booths I saw a line of stools set back in
the shadows and 3 guys sitting on them looking into the second booth.  I
took the fourth stool just in time to see my brown-eye boy leaving.  I was
just about to follow him when I noticed that the other three guys all had
their cocks in their hands and were slowly stroking.  Following their gaze
I looked into the open door of the booth.

Kneeling on a bench, head down, was a slim young man, head shaved, totally
smooth pale body.  I noticed a chain hanging from clips biting into each
erect nipple.  Standing behind the spread wide arse cheeks was a large
hairy man, naked except for a leather cock and ball strap.  The veins on
his thick shaft throbbed as the tight strap caused his naturally massive
cock to look even bigger.  Bull balls forced low in his sack by the broad
scrotal collar; the picture was completed by a heavy gauge Prince Albert
ring obscenely pasing through the wide spread piss lips.  The organ was
glossy with lube and the lad's hole flexed in anticipation.  With one
thrust, he was skewered by the rigid cock and cried out at the force of
penetration.  Not giving the lad any chance to adjust to his size, top man
began pumping into the stretched fuck chute without mercy.  Each time the
cock invaded the battered hole the smooth lad groaned at the pain, or was
it pleasure.  It was then that I noticed the smooth lad's hard cock between
his legs; not only hard but dripping long threads of cock juice; now I was
sure they were groans of pleasure.

Like the other 3 guys I was jerking my cock, my hand was soon replaced by
that of the guy to my left and in return, I took a firm grip of his hot
dick.  We stroked in time to the guy getting fucked and the rhythm was
becoming faster.  Top guy reached around and tugged on the chain causing
the nipple clips to bite and pull more cruelly.  Smooth lad cried out and
started to cum.  Jet after jet of thick jizz landed on the black bench
beneath him.  Top man thrust harder and faster, and then froze, his monster
cock buried deep in the lad's hole.  I had no doubt that the well-fucked
hole was being filled to overflowing with spunk.  The cock in my hand
jerked and I felt him cumming; some cum shooting out, still more running
down my still wanking hand.  I was close to cumming too but my partner,
lost in his own orgasmic pleasure, had stopped jerking my cock.  Without
warning he jumped off the stool, packed his cock away and left, leaving me
rock hard and unsatisfied.

This whole thing was just not me - sure it was exciting in a way but it was
just not enough to make me want to stay and try my luck with someone else.
With difficulty I got my unfulfilled erection back into my pants, made
myself presentable and left the tawdry shop.  Thinking my best bet for
satisfaction was my own hand I decided to return to the hotel for a wank.
Again, I had no problem finding a taxi but the driver could not but notice
the bulge in my trousers and smiled broadly for the whole of the journey.
It was with great relief from my embarrassment that I paid the fare with a
larger then usual tip and a mumbled "gracias".

Chapter Two

On entering the hotel lobby I immediate came face to face with my brown-eye
boy.  I now remembered that I had seen him here in the hotel!  He looked at
the bulge in my pants and grinned broadly.  He greeted me in slightly
broken English (he was German).  I could not believe my luck; he must have
seen me in the video shop, recognised me and was waiting for me to return.
I gladly accepted his offer of a drink in his room.

No sooner was the drink in my hand than he removed his t-shirt.  He was
smooth and honey coloured, his skin a beautiful golden brown matching his
eyes.  Seeing the persistent bulge at my crotch as a green light he removed
his shorts and lay back on the bed in his closely fitting boxers.  The thin
cotton material did little to hide his excitement.  The crotch showed the
outline of large heavy balls and a thick semi hard cock.  Putting my drink
down I followed his example and stripped but I had dressed for action
(commando).  As I removed my trousers my cock jumped up and Eric's large
brown eyes snapped to focus on it.  I moved to the bed and lay down next to
him.  We kissed and hugged, our bodies intertwining.  Both clearly very
horny, we rubbed our cocks against each other as we frantically locked
lips.  Eric was now fully hard and his boxers were in the way, he broke
away to slip them off giving me time to admire him.  He was no Adonis or
athlete, just an ordinary guy; but what a cock!  Maybe 7 thick inches of
ivory pale shaft crowned with a large purple glans, deep wide piss slit,
moist with pre-cum.  It throbbed and I watched a drop of cock juice run
down the shaft.  Leaning forward I licked it off; then continued licking
known the shaft burying my face in his sack.  I licked and sucked on his
sweaty ball sack until he begged me to suck his cock again.  I did not need
much encouragement and move back to take his glorious bell end into my
mouth.  I sucked him to the root then pulled back working on his glans with
my tongue until he moaned he was going to cum, so I stopped and left him
high and dry.

I can fuck with the best of them but I am not essentially a top.  I like a
cock up my hole and it feels good but Eric brought out a different side of
me.  I flipped him over and pulled his hips up so his arse was in the air
and I was kneeling behind him.  I spit on his hole and set to work with my
tongue, pushing it in and getting him good and relaxed and slippery.  His
moans and groans were muffled as his head was pressed into the pillow but
he was enjoying my tongue fuck.  My own cock throbbed and jerked and I just
got my hand to it as I pumped out a load of lube.  Rubbing most of the lube
over my cock I placed it at his fuck cute and pressed firmly in.  Spit and
pre-cum are not the perfect lube for easy access but a sudden jerk of my
hip forced my swollen cock head to pass his ring; he gave a little cry.  I
stopped, holding my cock just inside him; maybe I should pull out because
that cry was being repeated over and over again.  Muffled and accented but
now I began to understand the words he was crying "FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK
ME!"

I started to long dick him; sliding the full length of my cock into him and
slowly pulling back.  Relentlessly thrusting in and out, slowly but oh so
pleasurably for us both.  On my forward stroke I felt his arse tighten
around my cock and he would shudder.  I guessed I was hitting his pleasure
button so I aimed for the spot each time and his moaning increased.  Soon
he was bucking his arse towards me so I started to fuck him faster.

Despite being very much engrossed I could not fail to be distracted by the
door opening and someone coming into the room.  My cock still in Eric's
arse I stopped to turn and look - it was Eric.  I did a double take - yes
it was Eric but I was also fucking Eric.  The new Eric began to speak as he
was removing his clothes.  "I saw you at the video store tonight but you
must have got back before me, at least you found my twin brother to keep
you entertained until I arrived".  Johan was naked and he was an identical
twin in all respects.  He produced a tube of lube and coated his mirror
image cock.  I stated fucking Eric again but soon felt slippery fingers
probing my hole, thrusting into me as I fucked into Eric.  I stopped while
Johan lined up his cock to my hole and made a rapid forced entry.  My tight
hole burned for a moment then I just felt full.  With some difficulty we
got a rhythm going, I fucked forward into Eric and then back fucking myself
onto Johan's stiff rod.

There was no chance of me lasting long with my cock in Eric's tight pussy
and Johan pounding my prostate but I was doing my best to hold off.
Suddenly Eric lifted his head off the pillow and tried to straighten up,
his arse gripped my cock rhythmically and I knew he was cumming.  This was
just too much for me to resist and my balls began pumping out my load into
his spasming hole.  In turn, my arse gripped Johan's cock and milked it
hard.  Just as I was finished filling his brother's fuck chute with my jizz
Johan began to pump his hot man cream into me.  The 3 of us were still
hard, our orgasms extended by the continued stimulation, throbbing hard
cocks and sloppy cum filled holes.  Eventually we were all drained and
collapsed into a sweaty heap on the bed, the aroma of cum and sweat heavy
in the tropical night air.  Sticky and hot, we let the cool air play over
us, content to savour our own post orgasmic reverie.

Like me, both the lads were thinking how lucky it was to have got together
on the second night of our stay; we still had 12 day and nights to enjoy
each other.  My mind was racing as I thought of all the possible
combinations . . . .