Raunchy holiday in North Queensland

This is a work of fiction/fantasy

I had decided to have 2 weeks holiday at a well-known gay resort in North Queensland, to escape the winter cold in my home town for a while. I knew the chances were that most of the guests would be much younger than me but hoped I wouldn’t be the only over-50 guy there – seeing pretty young men everywhere gets tiresome!

On arrival in the late afternoon I checked in and unpacked, changed into board shorts and went for a walk along the beach in the sunshine. There were quite a few guys on the beach, most in their 20’s or 30s. No-one my age. So I headed back to my villa, slipped on a shirt and went to the bar for a beer.

As I ordered my drink I spotted a nice-looking guy who was probably in his fifties, sitting alone at a table. He winked, so I took that to be a positive sign and I asked “Can I join you?”

He said, “Sure, my name’s Kevin, have a seat,” and I told him my name was Denis and that I had just arrived for a fortnight’s break.

Kevin said he and his partner John had been here for a couple of days and had another week to go. They were doing the usual tourist things, some of which I had done years before on my last trip. I commented that most of the guests seemed to be under forty, and Kevin replied that I had caught his eye precisely because I wasn’t one of those!

Kevin’s partner John arrived at that point, fresh from the shower, and we introduced each other. Kevin was grey-blonde with a buzz-cut and a trim beard, chunky but in nice shape. John was a lean guy with short-cut red hair and with some nice tattoo work showing on his arms. My mind immediately turned to imagining myself in bed with these two hot men, but the reality was I hadn’t had sex for a long time and that probably wasn’t going to change.

We talked a bit about where they were from (Adelaide) and what they planned to see during their remaining week in the tropics. I had to excuse myself for a minute to go take a piss and when I returned I offered to buy a round for us. 

Kevin said that they had bought a case of beer in town yesterday, and it was a damn sight cheaper than paying for beer at the bar, so would I like to come have a drink with them in their villa. Of course I agreed and we left the bar.

I was feeling hopeful, so said I just needed to duck into my villa for a moment. Inside my room I grabbed my bottle of amyl nitrite and shoved it into my pocket then went back to join the two guys.

As we opened a cold one each in their room, John asked what sort of things I liked, and I couldn’t resist going for it. “Well, threesomes are top of my list” I smirked, and John replied that they were hoping that was the case. “Any particular things you’re into?” he asked.

“Kissing, sharing spit, sucking cock, rimming, drinking piss-loads, dirty talk, and being fucked hard. For starters.” I answered.

Kevin walked over to the kitchenette and poured several tumblers of water and brought them back to the coffee table. “Let’s get started then” he said as he guzzled the water down.

We stripped off and we moved to the sofa where I parked myself between the two hot men and started tongue-kissing each of them. I noticed Kevin also had some tattoos, on his chest and groin. They moved around a bit so we could have a 3-way kiss and that was pure heaven. Kissing really fires me up.

After a while I leaned down and began to suck John, while Kevin played with my cock and then went down on me. We switched around again, and Kevin slid his stiff cock into my mouth while John sucked me.

After a while, Kevin told us it was “time to head to the shower”. I knew exactly what he had in mind. As we stepped into the big open shower recess John folded a towel and put it on the tiles. I knelt on the towel and told them ”Hose me down guys” and they started pissing over me.

Their piss was running clear so I was happy to open my mouth and swallow some of their stream, and it made my cock hard as hell. Then Kevin hauled me to my feet, and quickly wiped me dry with another towel, then said it was time to get on the bed.

John lay on his back and lifted his legs, and Kevin told me “Get down and lick my man’s hole”. I didn’t need to be told a second time, I was quickly on my knees tonguing John’s arse and he was letting out plenty of appreciative moans.

Kevin knelt behind me and I felt lube being applied to my arse and a finger working it in to me. Another finger followed and I was starting to feel ready to take a cock after years of not having been penetrated. 

When Kevin started to edge his cock into me I took a big breath of amyl and quickly felt the rush of warmth, and was able to relax my muscles and let him in. We had not talked about using a condom, but I was on PreP and was willing to take a chance.

Kevin was moving backwards and forwards gently, and I resumed rimming John. Kevin was talking dirty to me by now. “I’m gonna ride you hard and then fill you with my cum-load and then my mate will fuck you and fill you with his load too.” he told me.

Filthy sex talk works for me, I started rocking my backside so I took Kevin’s cock to the hilt and he soon began speeding up the pace. He locked his arms around my chest and whispered more filth in my ear - “You want my fucking load inside you, dontcha, beg for it man, beg for my load.”

I did just that, moaning that “I need your fucking power-tool buried in me, I want every drop of your cum, mate.”

It didn’t take long before he let out a series of loud grunts and pumped his juice inside me. Then John moved around behind me as Kevin pulled his cock from my arse and moved in front of me.

Kevin slid his cum-slicked cock into my mouth and I sucked gently on his tool, tasting his semen and loving it. John wasted no time, he was quickly inside me and was humping me rough and hard. I took my mouth off Kevin’s still-hard cock for an instant to say "Fuck me hard mate, I want your seed too, fucking breed me.”

By now Kevin was leaning forward, his dick still in my mouth and I could tell he and John were kissing as they used my mouth and arse together. I was pumping my own cock and soon shot my load onto the sheets as John climaxed inside me, gripping me so hard I reckoned I’d have bruises in the morning.

He stayed in me for a while, continuing to kiss his man, then we adjourned to the shower recess again and I got another hosing down with fresh man-piss before we all had a shower and got dressed. We headed to the restaurant and had a relaxed meal together, washed down with a bottle of red.

As we left the restaurant John asked if I felt like another session, and I replied “is the pope a catholic”.

Soon we were stripped naked on their bed and I began licking John’s tattoed arms and then Kevin’s chest tattoo. I have a couple of small tattoos myself, but these guys had far more extensive ink.

I moaned with pleasure as John fingered my hole and I whispered to them that their slave was in need of some rough fucking. John grabbed the lube and dribbled plenty of it onto his hard cock. I took a deep breath from my bottle of amyl and shared the bottle with them both, then John rolled me onto my back, lifted my legs and slid into me. He was a really aggressive fucker, pounding into me as he held my legs firmly over his shoulders.

Kevin got into the action, sliding his cock-head into my mouth and telling me he would fill my belly with his load. We continued to rut like that for some time and suddenly John tensed and drove his cock into me one more time with a loud “Fuck yeah” as he filled my rear with his spunk.

Kevin began to pump his cock into my throat and a short while later I could smell his semen as he ejaculated. I quickly pulled back a little so I could taste some of his man-load. I was beating my own cock hard by now, and shot all over my belly. John leaned over and licked up some of my spunk then leaned down and shared it into my mouth.

Then the three of us were in need of a rest and Kevin suggested I sleep in their bed between them. No argument there.

The next morning the guys needed to head off on a booked excursion, and I was planning to laze about the beach on my own. I said I hoped they’d want some more action when they got back from the day trip, and Kevin promised they certainly would.

After I’d had a leisurely breakfast I had an hour’s nap, then headed to the beach. There were a few people in the water, but I decided to soak up some sun, spread my towel out, and lay on my back thinking about what a great night I’d had with John and Kevin. A really hot pair of mature men - if only there were more like that.

I opened my eyes when I heard a noise and realised someone had just parked their towel near me and was kneeling down rubbing sunscreen into his arms. He saw me looking and asked if I would mind rubbing some sun-screen over his back and shoulders so he didn’t burn. I obliged, conscious of the fact that he looked to be about my age, trim and clean-shaven but with big tatts on his arms. I hadn’t seen him around yesterday and said so, and he replied that he had just arrived this morning.

His name was Warren, and he thanked me for helping with the sun-screen. And asked if I was here with a partner. I replied “Nah, just here on my own but I like good company.” That was a blatant invitation of course.

We lay on our respective towels for an hour or more, having some light conversation. Then Warren announced that was enough sun for his first day, he was going to have a shower. I said I’d do likewise and we walked back to the villa complex. I was about to turn off toward my building when Warren asked if I’d like to share the shower in his room. No prizes for guessing my reply.

We did have a shower, together, and dried ourselves before Warren took me by the arm and led me to the bedroom. Both naked, we kissed hungrily and shared each others spit to-and-fro. His finger was gently tracing around my hole so I knew he wanted to have me, and I told him “ I want your sex in me, mate, I want you to fill me.”

In no time he was buried inside me while continuing to kiss me, and stroke my cock. We settled down to a marathon session together, and eventually he broke the kiss and asked if I was ready for him to unload.

I slurred “Oh yeah, pump your hot load into me, mate,” and he began pistoning into me and soon cried out “Fuck man, take it all” as he emptied his nuts into my fuck-hole and collapsed on top of me. I started to jerk myself but he stilled me and asked if I would like to screw him.

Would I ever! I got him to lie back with his legs apart in the air. And began rimming him, my tongue probing at his hole while he murmured how good it felt. I grabbed the lube and greased his hole and slid into him slowly, but he took me without any problem and I started humping, whispering “I want to fill your arse with my load, you fucking hot man,” and I leaned forward and swapped spit with him. Soon I was shooting my seed inside him. It was the first time I had fucked a man without a condom in many years, and oh shit I loved it.

We eventually went for another shower and sat and talked for an hour, finding out a bit about each other’s life.

Warren told me he had been a bit dismayed on arrival, as so many of the other guests were so young, and right out of his range. I told him I had felt the same but had met a couple in their fifties yesterday and that we’d had sex together last night.

Warren told me he was really turned on by group sex, and I admitted, “Mate, I love group action, especially when a couple of horny guys take turns to fuck me, like these guys did.”

Before they had left for their day tour John and Kevin had promised to meet me at the restaurant at six for dinner, so I suggested Warren meet us there and maybe we could see if the other guys wanted to make it a foursome.

Warren had a hire-car and invited me to come with him for a drive along the coast. We saw some nice scenery, had a leisurely lunch, explored some small town shops, and got back to the resort around five. We went our separate ways to get freshened up and I headed to the restaurant just on six o’clock, my rear end freshly douched and lubed ready for action.

Warren was already there at the restaurant bar with two beers ready for us. We chugged down a cold mouthful each, and he told me he was really looking forward to tonight. I told him I was feeling confident we would all get it on.

A few minutes later John and Kevin showed up, and I introduced Warren, explaining that he had arrived this morning and that we had been touring around the coast this afternoon. 

We placed our dinner orders, having decided we’d all share two dozen oysters ‘natural’ for starters. We knocked off three bottles of wine between us during dinner and were feeling good when we finished our meal.

Kevin got the ball rolling by suggesting we all go back to their villa for a cocktail. I wasn’t sure what sort of cocktail he had in mind, but as soon as he shut their villa door behind us he had locked lips with Warren who wasn’t offering any resistance, to say the least.

John slid his tongue into my willing mouth and we swapped spit for a minute or two before he whispered to me “I want to fuck you senseless.”

Moments later we were all stripped of our clothing, Kevin was easing his stiff cock into Warren and John began to slide his thick weapon into my rear end, as I urged him to use me hard.

We rutted like wild animals for a while, then John pulled out of my rear end and moved me around so I was lined up with Warren’s cock, and Warren entered me and grunted how much he wanted to fill me, as Kevin continued to fuck him. I was in ecstasy as Warren rode my arse and John filled my throat with his meat, fresh from fucking me.

The four of us were crazy with lust and soon Kevin flooded Warren’s arse with his cum-load and Warren immediately emptied his nuts inside me. John had been feeding me his cock, but suddenly rammed it down my throat, grunting and cursing as he pumped a load into my belly.

I was overcome with emotion at such fantastic sex, and fisted my cock to orgasm, spilling my seed over my belly. John leaned down and started licking my cum from my belly, and then kissed me deeply, and I could taste my own spunk from John’s mouth.

We stayed coupled together for a few minutes then moved to the shower stall, where I knelt, again on a towel, and was drenched in hot piss-flows from the three hot men. Then we took turns to shower, John with me then Kevin with Warren.

It was obvious that Warren and Kevin were strongly attracted to each other. But equally obviously John wanted me, and I have a special fondness for red-heads. Over the next few days we all had excursions booked but every night was a four-man fuck-fest. Though Warren and I were “versatile”, John and Kevin were both tops, and they were really enjoying the luxury of having two willing bottoms.

On their final night before heading home, Kevin and John had told Warren and me that they would like us to visit them in Adelaide if ever we were able to do so. Our last night with John and Kevin was spent surrendering our bodies to these two hot men as they repeatedly rode me and Warren and unloaded their stud-juice into us.

When the two hot men left the next day, Warren and I had just three days left before I had to fly home. We did the usual tourist outings by day but our nights were unbridled sex. We sixty-nined and drank each other’s piss-loads, we rimmed each other and we swapped spit as we rode each other to orgasm. Both of us were dribbling the other’s cum-loads from our rear every night.

It was the most uninhibited wanton sex I had ever had, and I hated the thought of it coming to an end. So on that last night I had given Warren my contact information, and he had given me his. Soon I was back home, and settling into my domestic routine.

But we had arranged that he would fly in to Canberra the next month for a weekend together, and I would fly to Melbourne the following month. This went on for several months and then we flew to Adelaide to have a week staying with John and Kevin.

The horny couple I had first met in Queensland were keen to plough me and Warren into the mattress and our week in Adelaide was totally unrelenting wild sex. I lost track of how many times the studs filled me with their hot loads, and we made a pact that the four of us would get together every three months to do it again.