European Summer

Leaving Melbourne

Sitting in the Emirates lounge sipping a glass of Veuve Clicquot, excitement fills me as I’m about to leave the dreary Melbourne winter and head to sunny Europe for a much needed eight week holiday. The 12 months prior to this holiday have been hectic at work. I received a promotion where I become the lead for business process improvement project, requiring long hours at the office on top of managing and mentoring five staff. Thankfully, now I was able to take a long holiday, using my four weeks of annual leave and some of my long service leave.

 

Thanks to my good friend Barry, who works for Emirates, he arranged a business class upgrade and lounge access for my flight to Zagreb Croatia. I boarded the flight and enjoyed another glass of Veuve before the plane taxied out to the runway. Usually when I take an international holiday, I plan it meticulously to get the most of my time away. This time however, some aspects of my holiday have been pre planned, the rest of the time I’ve decided to do whatever I feel like doing whenever I feel like doing it. I spend a couple of hours updating my travel calendar on my tablet to block out time where I have organised to meet up with friends from Melbourne during my holidays. When I’m done, I watch a couple of movies while enjoying a few Gin and Tonics, then settle in for a sleep to pass the time of the 13 hour flight to Dubai.

 

After a short layover in Dubai and then the six hour flight to Zagreb, I finally leave the airport and order an Uber to my Airbnb apartment in the lower town of Zagreb. The apartment is perfect for my short stay in Zagreb. It’s a ground floor apartment consisting of a large open lounge, dining and kitchen area, a large bedroom with a queen size bed, a well appointed bathroom with laundry facilities and a cute little private courtyard. I feel relatively refreshed after the long journey, due to getting a decent amount of sleep on both flights. I send a couple of messages to of my cousins Marija and Petar who are from Zagreb (actually, they are technically my mum’s cousins – so I guess that makes them my second cousins) to let them know I’ve arrived, and send a text to my cousin Daniela who lives in Karlovac, a city about 60 kilometres from Zagreb to announce my arrival.

 

Petar sets up a WhatsApp group with his sister and myself and organises to catch up at 7pm for drinks and something to eat at Tomislavac, a city park which has been transformed to a summer festival area with food trucks and open air bars. I spend the rest of the afternoon walking around the city, stopping at local supermarket to buy a few necessities, then spending most of my time in the main square, drinking coffee and people watching. I don’t do any of the touristy things in Zagreb because I’ve been here so many times, it’s just a base to start of my summer holidays. I return to my apartment to shower and get dressed. I choose a pair of dark blue linen shorts, a salmon coloured polo shirt and slide into my Birkenstocks and head out for the short walk to the park.

 

I find Petar standing by one of the bars and walk up to him with a huge smile on my face. It’s been two years since I’ve seen him. We give each other a massive hug and the obligatory European kiss on each cheek. Petar orders a couple of local craft beers and we head over to a table and start to catch up. The usual questions about family, work and anything new that’s been happening. As we chat, Marija and her husband Tin find us. We embrace and continue with the usual catch up conversation. It’s great catching up with them and they enjoy the fact that they get to practice their English.  Marija and Tin seem very happy, their 18 year old son is out with his friends, and are excited to finish up work in a week and head to their holiday home on the coast for the next two months. Petar is 25 years old – 20 years younger than his sister. He’ll be working on the Croatian coast for the summer. He works in marketing and events and is employed by the German company Jägermeister, so it will be a summer of organising events and parties for him.

 

After a couple of hours catching up with my cousins, Marija and Tin call it a night and head home. Petar tells me that a group of his friends are coming to the park, so we decide to hang out and continue drinking and chatting about our lives. Petar eventually asks if I’m dating anybody and I tell him I’m not at the moment. He is also single, but I’m sure he’ll be getting enough action once his summer events start up along the coast. Slowly more and more people join us. Petar introduces me to his friends as his cousin from Australia and that I’m spending the summer in Europe. At this stage the conversations change to Croatian and I have to work that much harder to speak in my second language.

 

Our group becomes larger and larger as more of Petar’s friends join us. He leaves me to introduce myself at this stage as the group increases to about 12 people. I guess that everyone is between the ages of 25 to 30, and I don’t feel like the old guy in the group at the age of 31. I notice a guy in the group that I have not yet been introduced to. He’s chatting to a few of the others, but I find it hard to keep my eyes off him. He is a little shorter than me, I guess about 5’9, beautiful olive skin, dark short hair, nice scruffy growth on his face and deep brown eyes. It looks like he works out in the gym as he has a nice tight body showing through his t-shirt. I steal glances at him often as I talk to others about life in Australia and my plans for the summer holidays.

 

As I’m chatting to a few of Petar’s old friends from university, for the life of me I can’t remember their names, the hot guy comes over to join us and says hello to the others in our group and gives them all a friendly hug. Our eyes meet and he puts out his hand to shake mine and says “Hi, I’m Luka, I’ve not seen you before”. His voice is a deep baritone and matches his masculine appearance. I take his hand and he grips it firmly, I immediately feel a jolt of electricity through my body and feel a bit weak in my knees. “Hi, I’m Tomi, no, you haven’t seen me before. It’s my first night in Zagreb” I reply. “Oh, where are you from?” he asks, “I’m from Melbourne Australia, I’m on holidays and decided to escape the winter and came to Europe for summer”. “Wait a minute, how can you be speaking Croatian if you’re Australian?” he asks. “My parents are Croatian, they immigrated to Australia in the 1960’s”. “That makes sense, I can detect you’re not a native speaker, but your Croatian is very good”, Luka says. I thank him for the compliment and tell him I try my best. “How do you know this group?” asks Luka, “I don’t, Petar is my cousin and we met here for drinks” I reply. “Super, I work with Petar at Jägermeister, I can see a small family resemblance, you’re both quite fair for Croatians and you have similar eyes, especially when you both smile” he says.

 

The conversation continues with the group and I continue to steal glances at Luka. He tells me he is getting a drink and asks if I’ve tried the local craft beer. I tell him I have and he asks if I’d like one. I say yes and we head to the bar to get more beer. He orders two beers and as he hands me a beer, our fingers touch again, and I feel that same electricity when we shook hands before. This is purely physical, Luka is a hot guy, but my gaydar is not screaming. We return to our group and continue mingling. Luka and I go separate ways and talk to different groups.  The crowd starts to thin as it approaches midnight and Petar, Luka, a girl named Ana and myself remain for one final drink before calling it a night.

 

After our last drinks, Petar and I agree to catch up again before he heads off to the coast for work and we’ll stay in touch. Petar and Ana head off towards the end of the park to catch a tram home. Luka asks me where I’m staying and I tell him I have an apartment a few blocks away. We continue to talk as we walk towards my apartment. The conversation flowed well as we walked, considering Croatian is my second language. I tend to get a bit more confident after a few drinks.

 

We get to the front of my apartment building and Luka says it was nice to meet me, I tell him it was a pleasure to meet him. Luka leans in for a hug which I accept. I accidently let a soft “hmmm” as I feel the muscles on his back while our chests are pressed together. Luka gently releases from our hug and gives me the customary double cheek kiss. As I pull away, I look into his deep brown eyes, and could not look away. Luka returned my gaze and we instinctively leaned into each other and kissed. Our lips meet, his are full and soft, then our mouths opened and I feel his tongue enter my mouth. I meet his tongue with mine and savour it. His kiss is forceful, our lips pressing hard and tongues licking and moving around our mouths violently. The kiss ends with a little peck and I invited him to come inside.

 

Once inside my apartment, Luka pushes me up against the door and kisses me hard. It’s even more forceful than our kiss outside. I feel the weight of his body push against me as our tongues dance around our mouths. I can feel his growing cock press against my left thigh as my hard cock presses into his lower abs. Luka releases from the kiss and once again gives me a quick peck on the lips before we come up for much needed air. I take Luka to the bedroom and he immediately pulls my polo shirt up over my head then kisses me again while running his hands over my pecs and abs before wrapping his arms around me. I pull his t-shirt over his head, breaking our kiss. I take in his beautifully sculpted body. His defined pecs and abs are covered in dark hair which he obviously trims. In one swift move, Luka unbuttons my shorts, releases the zip, and slips my shorts and briefs down to the floor as I stepped out of them. Standing at the foot of the bed, Luka takes my throbbing cock into his mouth and swirls his tongue inside my foreskin. I let out a deep moan as he begins to suck my cock with long deep strokes. I let out another “hmmm”, enjoying the feel of his warm wet mouth working over my cock combined with the feeling of his scruffy facial hair tickling my balls and upper thighs as he takes my 7 inch cock to the root.

 

After a few minutes of Luka sucking me, he releases my cock and begins to give me little kisses up my abs to my chest then giving each of my nipples a quick lick and a suck. I let out a little moan while he pays quick attention to my nipples, but he quickly kisses up my neck before he once again slides his tongue into my mouth. As we kiss, I unbutton his shorts and release his zip, with a sense of urgency I slide his shorts and boxer briefs to the floor. His hard cock bounces in front of my face as he steps out of his shorts and kicks off his Converse Chuck Taylors. I take a moment to take in his beautiful cock. It’s slightly larger than mine, I’d say 8 thick inches of uncut perfection with a slight upwards curve. Luka is so hard that his foreskin has pulled back a little over the head of his cock and I see the glistening droplet of pre cum at the end of his piss slit. I begin to lean forward to lick his man juice, but Luka stops me by reaching down to my arm pits and pulling me up to my feet.

 

Luka pushes me onto the bed and quickly engulfs my throbbing cock into his mouth. He effortlessly twists and manoeuvres his body on top of me, without releasing my cock from his mouth, into a 69 position. As Luka is a little shorter than me, I find myself looking directly into his smooth shaved ball sack and puckered man hole, which he obviously shaves. Before I get a chance to take a swipe at his hole with my tongue, Luka pushes his hard 8 inch cock back towards my mouth with his hand. I grab onto his thick cock and extend my tongue to finally lick his exposed piss slit and taste his pre cum. It tastes slightly salty and tangy. The beautiful taste of a man. I wrap my lips round his cock and work my tongue around his foreskin, savouring the manly flavour. I make sure the head of his cock and foreskin are wet with my saliva so that I can push the foreskin back with my lips. We suck each other’s cocks for about 5 minutes before Luka releases my pulsating cock from his mouth and manoeuvres his body around until he is pressing his body against mine, two hard cocks grinding together and kisses me again deeply. The strong flavour of our cocks on each other’s lips and tongues is overwhelming.

 

 “I want to fuck you”, Luka whispers into my ear in Croatian, and before I can utter a response, he flips me over and swiftly moves down my body and props me up on my knees while my head is down on a pillow. Luka spreads my butt cheeks apart and licks me from taint all the way up my butt crack, expertly missing my hole. He repeats his licking motion up and down my ass. He’s driving me crazy. Not once has his tongue touched my sensitive hole. Luka starts to lick me in a circular motion getting closer and closer to my hole until finally I feel his wet tongue swipe across my twitching hole. I moan in delight as he makes contact and rims me with a sense of urgency. Before long he is driving his tongue in and out of my ass, loosening my sphincter.

 

I am in total heaven enjoying Luka working over my asshole with his tongue. Suddenly I feel him pull his mouth and tongue away from my hole and replace it with his cock rubbing up and down my butt crack.  I snap out of my lust induced state and realise I’m totally unprepared for what’s about to happen. Firstly, I’m not freshly douched. Secondly, I have not discussed the issue of raw sex with Luka. Thirdly, my bottle of lube is in the bathroom, and I’m not going to take his big thick cock without it. I do a quick assessment as Luka continues to rub his meaty cock up and down my butt crack. OK, I can’t run off and douche now, so I’ll hope for the best. I’m on PrEP, so I’m relatively comfortable with raw sex and Luka doesn’t seem like a total slut (but how well do you know a stranger you met a few hours ago). Lube, we definitely need it.

 

“Wait, I say, as I quickly roll to the side of the bed then make a quick run to the bathroom, my hard cock leading the way. I grab the bottle of lube from my blue Coach toiletry bag and make a quick dash back the bedroom. I toss the lube onto the bed and resume my position in front of Luka. He doesn’t waste any time and pumps some lube directly onto my waiting hole. Rubbing his fingers over my hole, Luka dives right in and glides a finger deep into my hole. He pulls his finger out and gently slides two fingers into me, twisting them around to open me up. Luka expertly finds my prostate with his two fingers and massages me from within. I moan loudly as he plays with my pleasure spot and I shout out “Fuck me Luka”. This is the first time I’ve spoken English in the last few hours.

 

Luka removes is fingers from my relaxed hole and I feel him line up his hard throbbing lubed cock with my hole. He gently pushes the head of his cock inside me as I let out a heavy grunt. I don’t feel any pain, all I can feel is my hole being stretched by his thick knob. Luka slowly pushes his cock inside me as I moan deeply until I can feel his smooth balls press against my taint. Luka gives me a moment to adjust to the invading thickness of his cock before he slowly pulls out of me, leaving the head of his cock inside me before he glides back in. He continues the long deep stokes into my hungry hole until he can feel my ass totally relax. He picks up the speed and force of his fuck causing the bedhead to bang against the sold concrete wall. “Yes, yes, fuck me, keep fucking me” I shout with my face buried into the pillow. Luka’s fierce fuck is everything I need right now.

 

With his hands firmly holding my waist, Luka pulls his cock out of my hole completely. I feel a sense of emptiness and want his cock back inside me. Luka flips me onto my back and slides his arms behind my knees and pushes my legs up towards my chest, pressing his cock against my stretched hole. I take a deep breath and as I exhale, he slides his cock back inside me in one swift motion. He makes me moan once again as I feel full again. Once he is deep inside me, Luka leans forward to kiss me deeply while releasing my legs. I wrap my legs around his lower back as he continues to fuck me hard and deep. The entire weight of his toned body is pressed against me. The missionary position in which he is fucking me causes his thick cock with the slight upward curve to punch and glide directly into and over my prostate. The combined pleasure of his cock fucking me and his abs rubbing my own throbbing cock is too much to handle. I can feel my own orgasm rising.

 

“Fuck me, I’m about cum” I shout. Luka picks up his pace and fucks me harder as cum starts to shoot from my cock between us. Luka keeps fucking me hard as he kisses me deeply, but I’m breathless after having shot five or six thick creamy wads. I feel Luka’s cock thicken inside me and he presses his tongue deeper into my mouth. He groans deeply in my mouth and thrusts his cock deep and hard inside me. He unleashes his cum inside my ass with five hard thrusts. His lips remain gently pressed against mine as we both try to catch our breath. Luka lets his body collapse onto mine, making it harder for me to catch my breath. After a few additional strokes inside me, churning his cum inside my hole, Luka pulls his spent cock out of my stretched hole and rolls over, flopping down on the bed beside me.

 

“Welcome to Zagreb” Luka says.

 

To be continued…