Luke & Noah with crew of ten Journey to the land down under

Ted and Nicolas Enjoy a Day in Sydney

Chapter 5

Written by Ozzilad

Ted had promised to show Nicolas around and booked flights and accommodation in Sydney to give them some time together. Although both country boys, Ted was familiar with Sydney from previous trips to ‘the big smoke’ and could find his way around without too many hassles. The flight last night from Ted’s home in the country had been delayed and it was quite late by the time the cab collected them at the airport and checked them in to their five-star hotel in The Rocks area, overlooking Sydney Harbour. Luckily they’d had dinner on the way because they were so tired after the travelling they both got naked and crawled into bed together, cuddling up and falling asleep in each other’s arms.

Ted takes up the story.

Next morning it’s a bright sunny day and we’re getting ready for our day out exploring the harbour and surrounds. I’d showered first and hollered to Nic to hurry up and get his pretty ass in the shower or we’ll be late. Nic groans and stretches and yawns as he rolls over and climbs out of our bed naked, rubbing his eyes and proudly displaying some morning wood as he stumbles around behind me, as I’m drying myself off. Stopping on the way past he wraps his arms around me and gives me a quick cuddle and smooch on the neck. “Morning bud.” “Morning stud muffin” and glancing down “Ummm…I’d love to help you out with that swelling, but we’re gonna be late if we don’t get a move on.”

Pretty soon Nic’s out of the shower and he’s bent over drying his legs, emphasising those tight ass cheeks and his muscular hairy thighs. Now standing at the sink shaving and wrapped only in my towel, I can’t resist the tantalising view, so I rip off my towel, roll it up and flick his pretty little ass. THWACK!! “Bulls eye!” “Ooowww! Listen man, keep that up and you’re gonna get it!” “Ooh I sure hope so!” You snatch the towel out of my hand, loop it around my shoulders and reel me in so tight that you get my shaving cream in your beard as you kiss me. Wiping the cream from your lips “Mmmm…you smell good bud…guess I’d better get dressed or we’ll be late.”

Dressed in our T-shirts, board shorts and sneakers, we hurriedly gobble down breakfast and grab my small backpack and set out for our day on the town. Outside on the street Nic is wide-eyed and looking up at all the tall buildings and the clear blue sky over the harbour, as we make our way down to Circular Quay and board the harbour ferry going to Mosman. Chugging across the harbour I point out the Sydney Opera House on the right, with its shell-like sails reflecting the sun, and to the left is the Sydney Harbour Bridge or the ‘Coat Hanger’ as the locals call it. “You know you can climb to the top of the bridge. You get an awesome view from up there... do you wanna do that later?” “Umm…nooo thank ya bud! Treygar would love climbing that thang, but I’m keeping my feet on the ground.”

About 15 minutes later we dock at Taronga Zoo in Mosman and make our way through the turnstiles. Nic is like a kid let loose in a toy shop. “Now this is more like it bud! Where’s the koalas and roos…and I gotta go see those Tassie Devils…and don’t forget the batwoms!” “Steady boy…just breathe! Now follow me…they’re down this way” as we make our way along the winding path to the Australia section. We’re in luck; the keepers are giving their talk and Nic gets to hold a large koala called ‘Gumnut’ and the excited look on his face says it all. Later we check out the Tasmanian Devils, kangaroos, echidnas, emus and all manner of Aussie critters, saving the wombats (or ‘batwoms’ as he calls ’em) to last. Afterwards we buy a sandwich and take a break lying on the grass under the trees with a cool drink, as inquisitive wallabies hop up to us looking for titbits, some with small joeys hopping along behind them, others with their joeys poking their heads out of their pouches to see what’s going on.

Rested, we take the ferry back to Circular Quay and hop in a cab for the 15-minute ride to check out Bondi Beach. “Thought you might like to do some sight-seeing mate…Aussie style” as we walk along the promenade taking in the broad ocean views. We take off our sneakers and feel the warm sand between our toes as we make our way along the water’s edge, feeling the salt breeze and listening to the waves crashing and washing up on the beach and cooling our feet. A couple of hot dudes walk past in their wet Budgie Smugglers that leave nothing to the imagination. “Pssst…did you see that bud…he’s hung like a donkey.” “Enjoying the view are ya?” A big grin crosses your face “You betcha!” “Well don’t stare country boy…and put your tongue back in, because you’re starting to drool!”

It's really starting the warm up and the water is looking good. “Fancy a dip in the Pacific mate? I packed our swim shorts and we’ve got a couple of beach towels from the hotel.” A quick nod and we head to the beach pavilion and get changed into our gear. Coming out of your cubicle I’m weak at the knees because you look so sexy in your tight-fitting sky-blue swim shorts that emphasise your hairy physique, and that tight little butt of yours. Back on the beach, we apply clear sunscreen and you blush when a couple of bikini-clad surfie chicks walk past and give you a wolf-whistle. “You’ve got some admirers mate…can’t say I blame ‘em…you look hot in that gear dude.” We wade out into the water and bob under some waves to cool off. Refreshed, we get out of the water and dry ourselves off and lay on our towels to sunbake a little. We’re both tired after our trek this morning and drift off to sleep on our towels, woken later by the life guards driving past in their beach patrol buggy.

Time is getting away so we slip on our T-shirts and mosey over and buy two large triple header ice cream cones and make our way back to our hotel to freshen up, getting ready for dinner in the revolving restaurant at the summit of Sydney Tower. We make good time and take one of the super-fast elevators that delivers us to the top in two minutes flat. We’re shown to our table beside the window, looking in awe at the 360° views of the city, with the Opera House and Harbour Bridge floodlit on the harbour, and lights and action at street level 1,000 feet below us. But the lure of food draws Nic’s attention to the ‘all you can eat buffet’ and his eyes light up as he piles his plate high, grinning like a Cheshire Cat as we come back to our table. I watch in amazement as it all disappears before my eyes. “Boy you’ve got a healthy appetite…I just don’t know where you put it all!” A wink and Nic’s soon off again, checking out the dessert bar and he’s back again, tucking in to a large wedge of pavlova and some cheese cake, all washed down with a large glass of ice-cold Mountain Dew.

On the walk back to our hotel, I grab your hand and pull you into a dimly lit doorway and pin you against the wall. We nuzzle and kiss passionately for what seems like a whole minute. “Sorry, I couldn’t hold off any longer…I’ve been wanting to do that all day, but there were too many people around.” “Me too bud!”

 Before long we’re back at the hotel. It’s late and the halls are deserted as we walk with our arms wrapped around each other’s waist, arriving at our door. Once inside, you quickly disappear around the corner as I unload my backpack, tidy up and put some things in the fridge and get a glass of water from the bathroom tap. By the time I get around the corner, the lights have dimmed and you’ve lying on the bed, wearing nothing but the skimpy blue jockstrap that I gave you as a birthday present. You have the biggest grin on your face, as you wink and pat the bed beside you. “Come here bud and give your husband-to-be some lovin’…” Excitedly I undress and crawl up beside you, greeted by a kiss and rubbing noses together as we cuddle and snuggle up in each other’s arms. You raise yourself up on your elbow over me and look down into my eyes with an intense stare, as if you’re looking into my soul. “Do you have any idea how much I love ya Ted?” “Same here ya big lump! I’ve missed my mountain man so much.” The tenderness of the moment gives way to a wicked grin as you start tickling me mercilessly as I try to escape and I almost cry with laughter. I counter by raising my hands above me to your chest and running them over your furry pecs and tickling your ribs until you collapse on top of me laughing, pinning me down with the warmth of your body. My arms wrap around your shoulders and hold you tight, then slide down your back and rest on your furry butt cheeks. All this man-on-man action is making me hard and I can feel your hard manhood pressing against me. My hands are busy massaging your back and working your ass and before long I’ve explored your hairy love canyon and probed around and inserted my finger in your portal. You gasp briefly and close your eyes as I massage inside you and pump my middle finger in and out of your furry hole. “Ahhh that’s so good bud…ohhh…sooo good.” Sensing you’re ready, I loop my fingers under the straps of your damp jock and slide it off, giving it a long sniff as I toss it on the floor.

 I roll you over on your back with your arms folded behind your head. Leaning over you, I plant a kiss on your lips and bury my face deep in each of your pits, inhaling your man scent. I swirl my tongue over your hard nips, making my way down the bushy trail to your navel to that hooded thick 9-inch rod standing bolt upright and oozing precum, surrounded by your full bush and tightly packed nut sack bursting at the seams.

 Kneeling between your legs, I put a pillow under your ass to raise it up and open your legs and push them back, exposing your hairy manhole in all its glory, just begging to be serviced. My whiskery stubble makes you flinch as my tongue swarps up and down, up and down over your puckered hole. Each swarp has you writhing and moaning a little more but I’m not finished yet. Licking your taint on the way back up I slowly run my tongue up the length of your throbbing pole, lapping up the precum oozing down your shaft. I tongue your hooded knob, probing your piss slit and going down on you, saliva drooling out the corners of my mouth as I take you down my throat, slowly inch by inch, in longer strokes until my lips are massaging your bush.

 I resume my assault on your puckered love portal, each time it winks at me, teasing me to fill it with my seed. Now lubed with copious amounts of saliva, I end your torment and part your ass cheeks and push my tongue deep inside you, moaning your approval. “Oh man…give it to me…please…I want you in me so bad…” Spitting on my fingers, I push one, then two fingers into you, preparing your hole for entry. Soon you’re begging for release. My dick is rock hard as I position myself over you, part your hairy ass cheeks and rub my knob up and down over your entrance, before giving it a gentle push and your sphincter relaxes, letting me inside. Another gentle push and you flinch a little and let out a gentle moan as I slowly feed myself inside you, grinding deeper and deeper into your ass, building up a thrusting rhythm as you close your eyes and surrender your body to me. After a good five minutes of thrusting, I look into your eyes and lean forward as you reach up and guide my lips to yours in a tongue filled kiss that sends me wild. You reposition slightly to change the angle and obviously you’ve found ‘the spot’ because your back arches and your legs open wider as you moan “That’s it, that’s the spot…keep going…don’t stop…that feels sooo good!” By now I’ve got your ass cheeks spread wide and I’m so deep in your innards, piston fucking your hole in long deep strokes that I’m gonna shoot my load any minute, so I ease off the tempo and reach down and massage your tight ball sack and start jerking your dick, but the pressure on your prostate at that angle must have been too much, because it only takes a few strokes of my hand you’re shooting your jizz high into the air and splattering me up the side of my face and over your chest in an explosion that has you bucking and writhing. The sight of you cumming is enough to set me off. Your ass is still twitching as I thrust deep and hard, emptying my load deep inside you. Withdrawing I wipe the cum off my cheek and lick my fingers as I scoop up the jizz on your chest as we kiss and share the spoils.

 Exhausted we snuggle up with your head resting on my chest. I reach down and turn your face to mine as we share a tender kiss. “Love you my Aussie.” “Love you too mate” as I reach over and pull the doona up over us, then switch off the bedside lamp and we cuddle up and drift off to sleep.