Date: Fri, 30 Dec 2011 18:54:19 -0600 (CST)
From: Stew <sdgrannd@usfamily.net>
Subject: Cross Country Adventures of Jon  - Part 29

Marshall had just left the hotel room to meet with one of his associates,
leaving me on my own. I donned a pair of swim trunks, grabbed a towel and
went to the lobby, where a cute young blonde at the desk gave me directions
to the beach. The blonde finished her sentence with a wink and a friendly
nod of her head. I smiled back and quickly retreated out the door.

After exiting the building, I reached the beach within minutes and was
strolling along the Gulf of Mexico. I found a spot on the beach, then
soaked up the sun, cooled my body with ocean water and watched all the
people frolick and swim. A few hours later, I headed back to the hotel and
ordered lunch in the lounge area on the main floor. As I finished my meal,
a middle aged man caught my attention, when he walked into the lounge and
started talking to the bartender. My eyes widened and my senses detected a
82% success rate that this guy would soon be filling me up with his hunky
man juice.

The only hair the man had was from the neatly trimmed beard on his friendly
and very sexy face, yet I could tell he was hiding a strong muscular body
underneath his suit. I felt his rustic, primal urges perk up when he
noticed me walking up to the bar, and then he seemed very interested when I
made base camp near him.

The man continued to talk to the bartender , using the mirror behind the
bar to stare at me with lusting eyes, like a hungry cat that is ready to
pounce. As soon as the man was alone, I engaged him in casual conversation.

"Are you staying at the Hilton? It's a very attractive building and the
rooms are very expansive. It is my first time in Alabama, and I am very
impressed with the beautiful beach" I stated.

"Yes, I have a room at the hotel. In fact I consider it my home away from
home. Are you on vacation" the man asked.

"Uh, no. I am here with a friend." I replied.

"Where is your friend now"

"Marshall is here on business and I just sort of tagged along for the
pleasure."

I could sense the man's interest explode with thoughts of our eventual
naked encounter. As we talked, I got the feeling that the stranger was
heavy into younger men.

"Got an itch for adventure do ya young man?"

"I sure do! My name is Jon Parker and I plan on visiting every state in the
country some day." I stated, trying to sound innocent and vulnerable.

"Well, Jon. I'm Max Lustferyoung. I'm guessing that it's hard to see
everything when your on the ground. I know of a place close by where you
can see for miles around, if your interested." Max said as he adjusted his
large ball sac.

"Right now? Sounds great, Max!". I whispered.

Our discreet meeting took place after I slipped Max my room key and he met
me on the second floor. From there I followed Max to the elevator. Once we
entered the lift, Max reached into his pocket and pulled out a small key,
which he then inserted into the panel, then pushed the button for the top
floor.

When the elevator door opened, I expected to see a hallway, but was
surprised to find myself stepping into a modern decor fashioned living area
with an adjoining kithen. On the far side of the living room was a large
set of windows surrounding the french doors leading to the pool area.

Max directed me outside, to the pool area, where a large balcony overlooked
the city of Mobile.

The scenery left me awe struck, as the city structures gave way to the vast
ocean.

Max brought out drinks and snacks, then we sat in large wicker chairs
enjoying the view.

Max admitted that he was the owner of this hotel, and a few others. His
father was a doctor and his mother a nurse. His parents cosigned his loan
to buy the hotel, after he earned a business degree. The previous owner
died suddenly and left the land and building to his son, who was an
aquaintence of Max's father. The son wanted no part of the family business,
and was eager to sell the property. Max got a great deal and eventually
started turning a profit, which allowed him to purchase 2 more smaller
hotels, one in St. Thomas and the other in Florida.

Max found the top floor being used for storage and slowly he converted the
space into a penthouse suite which he rents out when he is visiting his
other properties.

"My home away from home," Max concluded, stating his home address was his
hotel in Florida.

"Come with me, Jon. I want to show you the second floor. Max took my hand
and led me to a hidden staircase, with which we entered the master suite.

Two walls were totally glass window, looking out over the ocean. Further
into the room revealed a large round king sized bed and adjacent bathroom.

"Ready for an adventure, Jon?" Max asked seductively.

Our bodies merged. I took hold of Max's head, kissing him roughly on the
mouth, then jamming my thick tongue down into his throat, while Max was
massaging my tight firm ass cheeks with his powerful hands.

Max was a romantic at heart, his love making was tender and relaxed. Our
kiss was long and thorough, as our hands explored exposed skin and tenting
bulges. Max then seductively removed our clothes and led me to the round
bed, where we continued to kiss and rub our horny naked bodies together,
rolling around in a single mass of jumbling linear flesh.

Soon Max was licking my neck and shoulders, my moans followed his path to
my nipples, where he spent much time biting and tweeking my erect man nips.

I let out a poetic sigh when Max's lips reached my pulsating rod and slid
down my rock hard staff. I watched Max's eyes stare at me as he slowly
moved his mouth up and down on my throbbing dick. Max lay between my legs,
servicing my tasty spire with gentleness and appetite. His long and steady
efforts ultimately fueled the fire in my cum filled balls. The fondling of
my heavy scrotum only stroked the fire hotter and hotter til my moans got
louder. I yelled to Max that I was coming, but was paid no mind as he
continued his quest to devour my essence. Max was the 11th receipient of my
stored freedom seeds, as I pumped my hot soul changing cum down his eager
throat.

By the time Max had licked my cock clean, his new energy was taking hold
and I found myself on all fours. Max mounted me, thrusting his manhood deep
into my pink boy hole, making me shudder and moan as I felt his massive
flesh slide up my ass tunnel.

He fucked me hard like a carpenter hammering a stubborn nail, then Max
would flip me over, spread my legs and continue his onslaught. I swear that
Max was trying every possible position imaginable as I allowed him to
constantly bend and fuck me in ways I have never dreamed of.

His thick cock flowing in and out of my oozing crack, while his large
dangling balls slapped my firm butt cheeks, made my whole body tingle with
orgasmic vibrations.

Eventually, Max could hold out no longer, he grunted like a bear, pounding
my cavity hard and deep, til his hot experienced emmission streamed into my
anus like river current.

No rest was needed, as our freedom souls allowed us to continue the
action. I finally got a taste of Max's juicy cock as I took his hard unit
into my mouth and slowly sucked his delicious man meat. I labored
tirelessly on Max's broad swelling boner, forcing millions of chaotic sperm
to shoot from his piss slit and make contact with the back of my throat.

Max's discharge and my eager consumption had me hard again and ready for
more, as I grabbed Max's legs and thrust them to his chest. I charged into
his backdoor with a raging stiffy and fucked his gap with every ounce of
strength I had left. Max moaned heavily as I probed his prostrate with my
hard manly naked flesh. Max encouraged me with an ocassional verbal comment
about how hot my cock was and how much he enjoyed getting fucked by my big
dick..

The intense facial expressions from Max, as he told me to fuck his hole,
caused me to thrust hard and deep, until my warm milky spunk exploded from
my dick and into Max's abused pooper. I continued thrusting and bucking til
every last drop of sweat and cum permeated from my being.

Collasping from fatigue, Max and I huddled together and slept.

I awoke by myself, showered and soon found Max making lunch downstairs. I
was informed that I needed food for energy, because Lance would be arriving
soon.

"Who's Lance" I asked, then took a bite out of a piece of buttered toast.

"Lance, is another hot little number, like yourself. I met him at the beach
when he was 18." Max replied as I raised my forehead with interested, then
sat down to listen and eat.

"Lance is from northern Alabama. When he was a senior in high school, Lance
and his parents stayed at my hotel. Lance was scouting colleges with his
parents, who were exhausted by the end of the day. While they slept, Lance
decided to go to the beach and check out the hot sun drenched bodies. Lance
spread out his little towel on the sand near me, and I nearly shot a load
when I saw this stunning half naked young boy. Even though I wore
sunglasses, my eyes were lustfully staring at Lance. It was Lance who
instigated conversation, with comments about the weather. Soon we were
talking about his family life. He was eager to get the hell out of the
small town and taste the freedom of being on your own. I listened to his
dreams and talked to him about the reality of life, then I invited this
attractive young man to my storage room and together we came up with a plan
to design the upper bedroom and outdoor pool. I so much wanted to fuck this
young handsome buck, but I did not want to ruin the friendship we
established and I seriously thought the kid was too young. Before he left I
gave Lance my phone number and told him to call, if he was in the area, and
if he was interested in seeing the final construction of my top top floor
suite.

One and a half years later, after I finished refurbishing this entire
floor, Lance called and said he was going to college in Mobile. He came
over and I was blown away by the change in him. Lance had filled out and
was even more beautiful than before.

Lance was mesmerized by the place and said the round bed was not in the
original plan, but liked the concept. Lance was really awe struck by the
ocean view in the bedroom. The sun was setting and as we watched, Lance put
his arm around me. We both turned towards each other, Lance was smiling.

"This place is wicked, Max! Better than what we planned" Lance beamed.

I smiled back and nodded in agreement. Lance was so radiantly good looking,
that the lust and desire for this young buck was oozing from my
body. Apparently Lance must have sensed my feelings, because suddenly Lance
kissed me. It was the spark that ignited a fire and ultimately we fucked in
the round bed. Afterwhich I asked Lance, why he kissed me.

"I felt very proud of our collaboration, you had used many of my ideas and
I wanted those feelings expressed in the physical form." Lance replied.

While we lay naked in bed Lance and I talked about our previous encounter.

Lance sat next to me on the beach a year and a half earlier on purpose,
because his intent was based on a sexual encounter with a hot older guy.

Lance was familiar with sex and was fucking around with his next door
neighbor, who was the same age.

But, Lance ran out of time, because he felt awkward and was unsure of my
sexuality.

When Lance went to college, he met lots of young men who were ready,
willing and able to satisfy his horny needs. When Lance was caught getting
a blowjob from a fellow student in the common area during the end of his
second year, he was politely asked to leave. The incident was kept quiet
and Lance told his father he wanted to transfer to a different college,
which had better graduating program.

Lance was a good student, and he didn't want his sexual promiscuity to
interupt his eventual graduation, which is when he called me.

Lance is now a regular visitor, when I am at this location. Lance calls my
suite the safe house, a private place to bring his conquests.

"I hope you don't mind, but Lance is bringing over a few of his college
buddies." Max informed me.

I requested more eggs and orange juice from Max, in anticipation of the hot
orgy to come as I continue my cross country adventure.