Holiday Disaster Turnaround
Chapter 7
I wondered what Ben’s reaction was going to be, we’d wanked off in front of one another, but another guy’s hand wrapping around his cock? his own hand being gently guided onto mine, was this going too far? Ben didn’t flinch, in fact he let out a sigh of satisfaction as I tightened my grip on his slimy shaft, and as if it was quite natural for him, he clasped my erection, with a squeeze and began to stroke my shaft. Together we desperately pulled our foreskin up and down with long firm strokes, holding the downward stroke hard into our nests of pubic hair, straining our foreskins as back as far as they would go, allowing our glans the freedom they demanded. Together we followed one another’s lead, me tightening my grip with each stroke, Ben increasing the pace. We hadn’t looked at one another, our cock filled fists indicating to each other what was required.
By the sound of our gasping and squirming, we weren’t going to last long, Ben began to go rigid, the start of his orgasmic release no doubt and with a thrust of his hips, rammed his cock hard into my vice like grip. Ben began ejaculating, sending ropes of thick gloopy spunk onto his chest, stomach and wrist, this sight was too much for me and I reciprocated, shooting my first shot hard onto my chin. After a few more intense strokes of each other cocks, Ben jerked up slightly, pulling my hand away from his spent cock, “Fuck I can’t take anymore” he croaked, pulling his hand away from my own spent cock, he looked at me beaming, “ That was fucking awesome Ed but that last bit…my cock became too sensitive, I thought my bellend was going to burst” he laughed, looking at the deposit of cum I’d left on the back of his hand, wrist and arm. He stared at me with devilment in his eyes and with a cheeky grin, slowly, very slowly moved his hand towards his mouth, stopping just short of his lips, “Shall I?” he asked, daring me to agree. “Fuck yeah” I gushed getting turned on all over again. “ Only if you do too” he said, sticking the tip of his tongue out towards the globules of my spunk now dripping through his fingers. I lifted my hand towards my lips and together we gingerly licked a little spunk off our fingers. Ben’s eyes opened wide, “Hmmm …this tastes better than I thought it would” he said, going back down to the back of his hand to lick and suck up the rest of my deposits. I had only ever tasted my own cum a couple of times and to be honest wasn’t too bothered but in this situation the whole thing was another ball game, my cock began to stiffen once again as I sucked Ben’s cum from my hand and fingers, relishing the taste and also the texture, which I thought was much nicer than my own, but that might have been because of the horny situation we were in.
“Well that turned out well, we needn’t have bothered with those two women” contemplated Ben, looking at his hand for any remains of my cum. “You’re right Ben, complete waste of time, better off this way to be honest” I laughed, licking my fingers shuffling down the bed to kick off my shorts and boxers hanging around my ankles. Ben did the same and together we turned over and fell asleep without another word.
I woke with a warm breeze wafting across my face, feeling totally relaxed and satisfied, although as usual my morning wood was throbbing, ‘probably need a piss I thought’. It was then I realised I had a warm body behind me, snuggling up into the crook of my back and an equally hard morning wood resting between the cheeks of my ass, throbbing gently and an arm draped across my hips and fingers mingled amongst my pubic hair. “Morning” mumbled Ben from behind me, who began shuffling and pulling away from me. We rolled onto our backs, yawning and stretching, getting arms entangled, laughing Ben looked down at our two rampant shafts, wavering around like a couple of flag poles in the wind, then at his watch. “We’d better get a move on it’s quite a way up to those ruins, I’m sure we’ll find time to sort these out later on today” he chuckled, pulling downwards on his cock with his left hand and giving mine a gentle slap with his right.
We showered together, trying our best not to get involved in any exploits which would delay our departure, although I had to say having your cock, bollocks and ass crack, soaped up and washed by another guy whilst you washed his, was really horny and it took all our resolve not to overdo the mutual ablutions.
We went down to the virtually empty breakfast lounge, one couple and one of Ben’s group sitting alone, nursing a cup of coffee. We grabbed bread rolls, butter and jams along with coffee and following Ben we went to the table where his mate was sitting. “Hi Pete, all alone? the others still asleep?”. “Oh Hi Ben…Ed… of course they are, all still d*unk and pissed off after last night or shall I say this morning” he groaned, looking at his watch. “The ladies turn up as promised?” asked Ben, splitting open a roll and smothering it with butter. “Don’t fucking ask…complete waste of time, they turned up but buggered of with some flash gits throwing their money around like toffee papers, we didn’t get a look in after they turned up, so the night turned into a bar crawl and I came back on my own and as far as I can gather not one of them got their leg over, except over that fence down by the beach”. Pete looked down despondently into the dregs of his coffee cup, “ I wish I’d got a bike like you and be able to explore a bit instead of chasing non-existent promises and getting pissed” he growled, with a face like thunder. Ben looked at his watch, “look why don’t you go down to the water sports shop in the town and hire a bike, tell Mike you’re with us and meet us later at this beach,” Ben pulled out the map and pointed to one of the beaches Mike had recommended, Mike will tell you the best way to get there, we’re going up to the Roman ruins but should be down there by 3 at the latest. We’ve got to leave shortly or we’ll run out of time, the shop doesn’t open until 10 so meeting up at 3 would be about right” explained Ben, Pete’s whole demeanour changed. “ Bloody hell that would be brilliant, thanks….thank you…I’ll do that” he gushed looking at his watch.
“You didn’t mind me inviting Pete along did you?” asked Ben, as we cycled away from the town towards the small roads that led into the hills. To be honest I was a bit disappointed, hoping that Ben and I might be in for some more fun and to be honest I thought he was up for some too. “No not at all, I lied, feeling guilty about thinking about myself instead of the unhappy state Pete found himself in. Ben looked at me knowing full well what I was thinking, “Don’t worry Ed all will turn out for the best, you mark my words, Pete’s a really fun lad” he laughed, putting out his left arm, indicating our turn onto the first small road leading to the hills…………
To be continued…
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