European Summer

Greece

The travel to Santorini was easy and mostly uneventful. A flight from Zagreb to Athens via Istanbul and a stay over in Athens before catching an early morning ferry to Santorini. Emma and I took the opportunity for a quick sightseeing trip of Athens on the late Monday afternoon. Athens itself was not very spectacular, although we didn’t really have a change to spend any time in the city. We drove through what looked to be an ordinary concrete jungle of a city, until we reached the Acropolis. The highest point in Athens was amazing. The Acropolis and the Parthenon were truly breathtaking. The old ruins a true sight for the eyes.

Now walking down the street along the foreshore of Kamari beach on Santorini Island, Emma and I are looking out for the apartment she booked. We reach the correct address, but find what looks to be a seaside bar rather than accommodation. We walk in to find a man sitting behind a desk around the corner from the bar/service area. He welcomes us and confirms we are indeed at the right location. He checks us in and shows us to our apartment. Behind this seaside bar on a large plot of land are standalone apartments lined up in multiple rows. The owner and manager who we find out is named Yiorgos, but goes by the name George, left us to get comfortable and let it be known he was happy to help in any way during our 3 night stay.

A quick unpack and freshen up after the ferry ride, we decide to check out the beachside locations and grab a late lunch. George is super helpful and recommends 3 restaurants in the area that serve traditional Greek home style food. That was right up our alley. We spend the most of the afternoon walking the entire length of Kamari beach in both directions from our apartment. The sea breeze is refreshing on a warm summer’s afternoon. We eventually have a drink at the bar in front of our apartment and make loose plans for the next two days, before deciding on a late afternoon swim.

After changing into our swimming gear, George stops us for a quick chat before we hit the beach. He is friendly and knows a lot about the local area and the entire island. He doesn’t seem pushy in trying to upsell any tourist activities, but he strongly advises if we want to take a boat tour of the Caldera on the other side of the island, we should definitely pre book. It was definitely something Emma and I wanted to do. George was happy to provide us a list of options and tour providers. We told him we would prefer a smaller more intimate tour rather than a large ferry full of tourists and either tomorrow or the day after would be fine. We left it in George’s capable hands to organise the rest while we head directly across the road to the beach.

We set ourselves up on two sun lounges under a permanently erected sun umbrella. The umbrella was made from straw, so it couldn’t be let down. A waiter comes over and hands us a drinks and snack menu and advised us of the cost to use the sun lounges, unless we were guests at the apartments. We provided out apartment number and ordered two frozen margaritas. The beach was beautiful and both Emma and I were in awe of the view out to the Aegean Sea. Most notably, the beach was a pebble beach like the ones in Croatia, however the stones here were onyx black instead of the usual white pebbles, creating an amazing contrast with the light blue sea.

We stayed out on the beach until sunset, enjoying the warm weather, swimming in the sea and enjoying a few more margaritas. We also decided on a relatively easy night, no partying, but maybe heading out to one of the recommended restaurants and a few more drinks.

On the way back to our apartment to shower and get dressed for dinner, George stops us and confirms he made a booking for us the following morning for a day on a catamaran to visit the Caldera. He made sure to let us know it was a small private tour with 8 tourists maximum, and a car would pick us up 8am sharp. Emma and I agreed it sounded like a perfect day out.

After dinner and a few more drinks we decide to call it a night at about midnight.

After a quick breakfast in the bar area in front of our apartments, our driver shows up at precisely 8am and drives us the 30 minutes to the town of Oia, where we set sail. True to form there were only 8 of us waiting at the dock to board the catamaran. Once on board, we receive a quick safety briefing and outline for the day by the crew. Three hot Greek studs. Vassilis, the leader of the crew runs the show, and he is definitely the hottest of the three. A 6 foot stunner with what looks to be a rocking tight body under his yellow polo shirt and short red shorts. He doesn’t look typically Greek. Curly sun streaked blonde hair which I imagine would be at least shoulder length, but is pulled up in a man bun. Golden sun tanned face and his tanned legs and arms are dusted in light blonde hair. Except for his tan, he looks a lot lighter than the image of a typical Greek man. If it wasn’t for his roman nose, he could easily pass for an Anglo-Saxon.

The other two crew members look more typically Geek with their darker features and hair. Both very good looking in totally different ways. One is tall, I’d say 6’5 and fairly lanky while the other short 5’7 with a stocky build. I wouldn’t deny any one of the crew members if they made a pass. Emma also noted how hot they were and we gave each other knowing looks and a few eyebrow raises.

We head off directly to the Caldera, a dormant Volcano in the Aegean sea. The catamaran anchors about 200 meters from an opening in the volcano. The crew give us an hour to swim out and explore the inside of the Caldera. The 8 tourists dive off the back of the catamaran and I lead the troops as the most confident swimmer. Once inside I feel the notable difference of the water temperature. The water gets warmer and warmer the further I swim inside the dormant volcano.

I swim inside as far as possible and reach the shallow waters, it feels like I’m in a hot bathtub with a red clay like surface. I chat with Emma and few other tourists as they reach me and we all enjoy the warm water for about 45 minutes before heading back to the catamaran.  The short stocky crew member hoses us each down on the back of the catamaran to rid us of any red clay still on our bodies.

The remainder of the afternoon was truly wonderful. A day spent out sailing, stopping a few times for swims at notable locations. After having lunch prepared by the crew, I head towards the front of the catamaran and find a place to relax and enjoy the glorious sunshine with Emma. I sprawl out and work on my tan. While enjoying the sunshine, and stealing glances at the sexy crew, Emma and I discuss plans for the next few nights. We decide we’ll head into the picture famous town of Thera with its white buildings and blue domes roofs for dinner and a decent party session. Otherwise we were happy to spend time at Kamari beach.

The crew joined us all for the final swim of the afternoon. I noticed their matching red speedos and all three looked hot. My eye especially drawn to Vassilis or Vas as we now called him. Our eyes briefly met after he noticed me check him out up and down before diving into the water.

“You checking out the short stocky one?” asked Emma?

“What makes you think that?” I reply

“He’s totally your type, dark and stocky, granted maybe a little shorter, but I know you can’t resist a stocky body”, says Emma.

“If you must know, I can’t keep my eyes off the leader, Vas. There is something about him that gets me a bit excited”, I say with a smirk and twinkle in my eye.

“I can see that”, she responds. “But doesn’t the short stocky one remind you the Maltese cop I’m fucking back in Melbourne” says Emma. “Oh my God, he totally does” I respond.

After a magical day out at sea and a day of perving at the crew members, we freshen up back at our apartment and make our way out to Thera for dinner.

We hit up a nightclub after dinner in Thera, the drinks flowing and busting out our moves on the dance floor. Emma is a social butterfly and chatting with lots of tourists. I’m a little more subdued, feeling a bit tired after a day in the sun. After about an hour, I ask Emma if she would mind if I head back to our apartment, leaving her to party on. She was totally cool with it and I found a cab home.

It’s so much warmer on our side of the island. Even with the sea breeze, it feels more humid in the evening. Even though I’m a bit tired and glad to be away from the crowds, I’m not ready to call it a night. I change back into my speedo, grab a towel and head across the road for an evening swim to cool down.

After what must have been more than an hour at the beach and a few moonlight swims, I decide to call it a night and head back to the apartment. I notice Emma’s bedroom door slightly ajar and hear sounds coming from her room which cannot be mistaken.

It’s the perfect opportunity for a ‘viewing chair’ session I think to myself. Emma and I have always joked how fun and totally inappropriate it would be for either of us to sit in a ‘viewing chair’ and watch the other have sex. We’ve never really had the chance to fulfil the silly fantasy, but I thought why not. She would not be expecting it at all.

I quietly enter Emma’s room and make my way over to a chair in the back corner of the room. I settle in without making a sound. The moonlight shining brightly through a window illuminates the bed, while I remain in the shadows in the corner of the room. I obviously haven’t caught the start of the show, as I have a front seat view of a man pounding away at Emma. They are so into what they are doing that there is no way they would notice me in the room. Their own moans and groans drowning out any possible sound I could make.

The guy seems to have a great rhythm and technique as Emma sounds to be totally enjoying whatever she is feeling. I’m enjoying the view of the guy’s meaty ass as he pounds away at my friend in a missionary position. It’s hard to make out his height or any distinguishable features, but the moonlight is perfectly shinning on his hot round butt cheeks as he gyrates in and out. It’s the type of ass I’d love to nuzzle into and feast on for days.

Emma becomes louder with her moans all of a sudden, and even a little bit vocal. I assume she is orgasming. I’m not sure what the tell tail signs are for her, or any woman to be frank, but I can hear the change in her. After about 10 mins of what looks and sounds to be some great hetero sex, the man finally blows his load into my friend. This scene is definitely recognisable. As the man drops down on my friend and they try to regain their breathing, I quietly make an exit out of the room. As I reach the door, I turn towards the bed and say “Well done guys”, before I slip out. I hear Emma yell out “you fucking bastard”, followed by an uncontrollable laugh.

After a quick breakfast the following morning I head to the beach and reserve 2 sun lounges and make myself comfortable. Emma hasn’t surfaced yet so I turn my attention to my book and order a frappe from the waiter. The frappe is delicious, a Greek iced coffee that is strong as hell. I feel an immediate boost.

An hour later Emma joins me, strutting in her little bikini, feeling all good about herself. The smile is replaced by a loud laugh as she takes up her position on the longue. “Are you OK? You left the club pretty early last night” Emma says. “Yeah, totally fine. I was a bit tired last night and just wasn’t feeling it. But I regret it now, I should have stayed out. It’s our last full day in Greece and I haven’t had any Greek cock yet” I said. “Let’s make tonight your night then” Emma responds. “Well if it comes down to it, I’ll get on the apps later on and check out the local talent” I reply with a little smirk.

Emma filled me in on her night. She actually wasn’t too far behind me leaving last night. During a round on the dance floor with some tourists, the short stocky crew member from our sailing trip yesterday spotted her and made the moves. After a few drinks together she took him home. “Fuck… that was the stocky crew member last night. His ass looks better out of the speedo I must say”, I said with a mischievous grin on my face. She told me how great the sex was and she came twice. “I cannot bloody believe we finally made the ‘viewing chair’ fantasy happen” she said and laughed hysterically. “When I saw your bedroom door open and the sounds coming from within, I automatically knew it was the perfect opportunity”, I replied joining Emma in laughter.

The rest of the afternoon was spent lounging on the beach and swimming. While we were lounging, Emma suddenly asks, “Is that the leader of the sailing crew walking in this direction”? I look over toward one end of the beach. It sort of looks like him, it’s hard to tell without the yellow polo shirt and red shorts from this distance. The man bun atop his head makes me believe it could be him. We watch him in silence as he walks along the road towards our end of the beach. As he gets closer we both confirm it is him, it’s Vas. “Fuck he’s hot” we both say.

As he gets closer to us, we watch him walk into the bar area of where we are staying. After a quick drink with George at the bar, I see George pointing to the beach in our direction. We watch as Vas walks across the street heading directly towards us. We both instinctively flip over onto our backs on the lounges so we are looking towards the sea, rather than back at the street. Vas makes his way over and pulls over a free lounge and asks if he can join us.

“Absolutely” we say in unison. Vas strips down to his red speedo and makes himself comfortable on the lounge he has pulled up at the foot of our lounges. We started to chat, mainly about Vas and his work. His family owns the catamaran and he runs small tours during the peak season. He lives on the Island, actually at Kamari beach, a few blocks back from the sea front. His family also owns a landscaping business which he helps to run, so that keeps him busy on the island for the rest of the time.

After spending the day on the beach, Emma and I perving as Vas’s lean and tanned body dusted with light blond hair, he turns his attention to Emma. “So… you met up with Stavros last night I hear”. Emma and I are shocked into silence before glancing at each other and letting out a little laugh. Vas and Emma have a jovial conversation about last night’s events. I was a bit disappointed. It looks like Vas has searched for her hoping to get in on the action. Ah well, I’ll definitely have to fire up the apps after dinner.

Their conversation was light and relaxed for a little while and I decided to go for a swim. 5 minutes later Vas joins me in the water, Emma remaining on her lounge. Vas had presumed Emma and I were a couple yesterday during the cruise. As they provide smaller more private tours, they usually attract couples rather than singles looking to party on a catamaran for a few hours.

I corrected Vas and told him Emma and I were great friends, we’re both single, I’m gay, she’s straight and we’re travelling together for a few weeks. “In that case, can I join you both for dinner tonight? I’ll invite Stavros as well, there is a great restaurant here along the beach that you might love” Vas confidently stated. “That sounds like a plan. I’ll just check with Emma if it’s OK with her” I responded. “She is good with the plan, I checked with her if she wanted to see Stavros again before I came out here to join you for a swim”.

That was sorted. It looks like Emma and I are going on a double date.

Dinner was wonderful, traditional Greek food and wine, a great view and awesome company. Before we left, an elderly Greek woman came out to our table on the open terrace to make sure we enjoyed her food. The boys spoke to her in Greek, obviously letting her know everything was fantastic. Emma and I just smiled at her and making obvious gestures that the food was perfect.

We were walking down the street, coupled off. Emma chatting with Stavros and I chatting with Vas, when Stavros suggested going to a bar for cocktails. I thought it was a great idea, but before I had a chance to respond, Vas turned to me as asked if I’d prefer to have more drinks or join him back at his place. Instantaneously I changed my mind. Vas and I declined the offer for more drinks and said our goodbyes to Emma and Stavros. I exchanged a grin and a wink with Emma before I followed Vas back to his place.

Vas lives in a complex not too dissimilar to our apartments on the island, except further away from the beach and the apartments were bigger. They were more like standalone 2 story townhouses with beautifully maintained gardens and a large swimming pool. Vas’ place is beautiful inside. Large open plan lounge room as we entered with an open plan kitchen and dining area towards the back of the townhouse. I assume the bedrooms are upstairs.

As soon as we enter the townhouse, Vas takes me in his arms and kisses me deeply. His kiss is strong and powerful, with a probing and inquisitive tongue. He holds me tightly around my waist as we kiss. I drape my arms around his shoulders and neck, holding on as tightly as he holds me.

Vas pulls away from the kiss after a few minutes with a heavy sigh. I look into his lust filled eyes and take in his tanned sexy features. He takes hold of my shoulders and pushes me down to my knees. I feel Vas being controlling and dominant, but not in an aggressive or forceful way, he just appears to be going after what he wants. A shiver runs up my spine under his firm touch and dominance. I look up into his eyes with the same look of lust in mine.

Vas unbuttons his shorts and lets them fall to the floor. His cock springs up and is pointing at my face as I kneel in front of him. I gasp with a hint of excitement, mostly for the fact that I find it hot he was going commando all evening during dinner. I take a moment to study his cock. It looks so light and pink compared to the rest of his tanned body. His tan lines are strong showing that he spends a lot of time in speedos. The sight of his cock instantly makes my mouth drool. It’s a nice 6 inch cock and detailed with dark purple veins which are visible all along the smooth pink shaft. It’s perfectly average in length and girth. It’s the kind of cock that’s perfect to suck and be fucked by, without any discomfort. It’s what I’d call a boyfriend cock. Just right in size so that you can swing off it daily.

I feel Vas place his hands on the side of my head and pull me closer to his hard dick. I open my mouth as he guides the tip of his hooded cock into my lips. I close my lips around the head and begin to circle my tongue inside his skin. He tastes so good. Musky and manly. He slides more of his cock into my mouth and I begin to massage the underneath of his cock with my tongue while applying a bit of suction. I hear Vas moan under the pressure I’ve applied. I look up at him to find him staring down at me. He looks serious and focused. With one more glide inside my mouth, I feel his dick hit the back of my throat. My nose in his curly blonde pubes and his nuts hitting my chin.

With a firm grip on my head, Vas gives me a moment to get used to his dick at the back of my throat. I manage to regulate my breathing through my nose and supress my need to gag. Once comfortable, he begins to rock his hips back and forth, sliding the length of his cock in and out of my mouth. Vas builds up his pace and develops a good strong rhythm. He is controlling everything about this blow job without getting overly aggressive. He’s not fucking my face senseless, he’s controlling his own pleasure and in turn pleasuring me.

He pauses his fucking motion in my mouth with the tip of his dick once again at the back of my throat. He steps out of his shorts and seductively pulls his t-shirt over his head. I take in as much of his trim and toned body as I can, his man bun still perched on the top of his head. Once totally naked, he pulls his dick out of my mouth. It’s drenched in my saliva after having been lodged at the back of my throat for a while.

Vas pulls me up to my feet and gives me a powerful kiss, his hand firmly on the back of my head. I feel myself relaxing and becoming a little more submissive than I usually am. I like the feeling of Vas taking control. He starts to undress me, taking off my shirt and then my shorts, together with my briefs. My own hard 7 inch cock springs to attention after being released from my jocks. Vas looks me up and down, my slightly shorter and stockier stature. He runs his hands over my smooth chest and stomach then wraps his arms around my back before dropping his hands to my firm round buttocks. I hear a little grunt from his lips before pulling me for another strong deep kiss. I hold on tightly as our cocks grind against each other.

He manoeuvres me over to the large comfortable L shaped couch and sets me down in the corner, pushing my back against the plush couch cushions. With one quick motion he drops to his knees in front of me and raises my legs in the air from behind me knees. I feel totally exposed and under Vas’ control. “Beautiful ass” he whispers, desire in his low voice. They are the first words spoken since we entered his house. Vas drops his face directly to my ass and I feel his wet tongue press against my puckered hole. There is no teasing or extended foreplay, Vas is taking complete control of my body and taking what he wants.

With my legs in the air and my body wedged into the corner of the couch, Vas starts to eat out my twitching asshole. Long strokes up and down my hole. I feel instantly wet from the long and forceful strokes of his tongue. Suddenly he focuses his efforts and pushes his tongue inside me. I let out a deep moan as his tongue enters my hole and through my sphincter. His tongue is so wet that I feel myself automatically relax and let the tongue in as deep as it can go. Vas must notice he as total access to my ass and starts to probe in and out of my wanting hole.

My eyes roll back into my head and I feel my body relax deeper into the couch cushions as the expert tongue explores inside me. His tongue is opening me up in all directions making me moan lightly. I’m so horny and my ass so relaxed all I want is for Vas to fuck me. Even in my daze of pleasure, I stop myself from begging for it and decide to let Vas keep control of the sex.

As if he can read my mind, he drops my legs to the floor and grabs my hands to pull me up out of the corner of the couch and onto my feet. He guides me onto the large ottoman in front of the longer side of the couch. He places me on all fours then steps back to take a good look at me. I feel like I’m on some sort of sex platform being inspected. He walks around me to take in the full view of me, lightly running his finger along my body. I shiver under the light touch, it’s a total contrast to the firm grip he’s had on me for the past 20 minutes.

After completing a lap around me, Vas stops in front of me and reaches for a bottle of lube from the nearby lamp table. He slicks up his dick directly in front of my face. I watch his dick become shinier as he applies a generous amount of lube to himself. Making his way around back to my ass, I feel his finger gently circle my hole, applying the remaining lube to my ass.

He grabs a firm hold of my waist and I feel the head of his cock press against my hole. He applies an even pressure as he pushes forwards against me. “Open your ass” Vas commands in an authoritative voice. I breathe out, relax my ass and gently push out towards his pressing cock. In one swift motion, Vas slides all of his 6 inches into my expecting ass. “Fuck yes” I moan in a breathy voice, feeling the slick cock fit inside me perfectly.

Vas starts to fuck me immediately, long, deep, firm strokes. His dick feels amazing as it slides in and out. The perfect fit and generous amount of lube makes me feel every inch with heightened intensity. I can’t stop myself from making little whimpering noises with every exhale of breath which are timed perfectly to his thrusts inside me.

After about 5 minutes of solid fucking, I suddenly hear the front door opening. I instinctively snap my head toward to the front door and lunge forwards on my supporting hands to release Vas’ cock from inside me, but he tightens his hold on my waist and pulls me back towards him, impaling me as deep as possible. I see the figure walk in the door and notice it is the third, tall, dark and lanky crew member from the sailing trip to the Caldera.

Without any fuss, Lanky walks through the lounge room and into the kitchen while Vas continues to fuck me.  “It’s ok, he is my housemate” says Vas, without a trace of concern in his voice. I’m in a state of slight shock from being busted fucking on the ottoman. The lack of any concern from either Vas or Lanky eases my tension quickly and I feel my ass relax again to accept Vas’ thrusts into me.

Vas starts to build up his speed and power as he fucks into my hungry ass just as Lanky starts a short conversation from the kitchen with Vas. They’re speaking Greek so I have no idea what’s going on. I will myself to relax through this weird situation and enjoy the fuck. A minute later, Lanky comes in from the kitchen wearing only boxer briefs and takes up a position on the couch, directly in front of me. He sits down, turns on the TV and flips through some channels until he finds a music channel. Lanky turns his face towards me and offers a simple “Hello” before relaxing into the couch and focusing on the TV. “Hi” I respond, oddly feeling a little more comfortable with another presence in the room. It’s totally weird though, as this man sits in front of me, watching the TV.

Vas starts to increase the power in his fucking motion making me grunt and moan. I sense he wants to put on a show for his roommate and show him how much I’m enjoying this fuck. Lanky looks directly into my eyes and smiles at the sounds I’m making before casually placing his feet on the ottoman, crossing his right leg over the left at the ankles, directly under my face.

I feel a change in Vas’ fuck as he drives his cock into me to the hilt then starts short sharp jack rabbit fucks inside me. I hear my own voice raise an octave as I let out “oh, oh, oh, oh”, sounds with every sharp thrust. I hear Lanky chuckle even over my own involuntary sounds, but his gaze is still focused on the TV.

After a few minutes of the jack rabbit fucking, Vas changes it up again and returns to deep long thrusts, but this time with more power, making his body slap loudly against my butt cheeks and his balls slap against my taint.

At that point, I notice Lanky wiggle his long toes directly in front of my face. I look at him to see he is still focused on some music video clip. He wiggles his toes once again as I receive a deep hard root. ‘Fuck it’ I think to myself, I drop my upper body down to rest on my elbows, bringing my face closer to Lanky’s feet. I wrap my lips around one of Lanky’s big toes and Vas slightly backs off the intensity of his thrusts into my hole.

Lanky looks at me as he gently wiggles his big toe in my mouth. “Yes, suck him” I hear Vas say with a sense of excitement in his voice. I focus on the remainder of Lanky’s toes giving each one a lick and a suck. I notice a firmness in Lanky’s trunks as I continue to suck his toes.

I’m impressed with Vas’s stamina as he continues to drive into me with long methodical strokes. He’s giving me a great fucking. It feels like I could take it for hours. Just then, Lanky removes his feet from the ottoman and stands up directly in front of me and lowers his trunks. I raise back up onto my hands to get a proper look at his cock. It’s longer than Vas’s cock, I’d say 7 inches like mine, but thinner than ours.

I part my lips to yet another hooded cock and Lanky drives it straight into my mouth. I’m instantly turned on even more being spit roasted. Each of the guys driving their dicks into my orifices with precision timing. After a short while, I feel Vas lean over me and put his weight onto my back and whisper into my ear “Suck him good”. I respond with a moan around Lanky’s cock and apply more pressure with my tongue on his tool.

Vas then wraps his arms around my chest and lifts my upper body upright, off my supporting hands. I’m kneeling on the ottoman with Vas standing behind me, his cock still lodged into my chute. He places a hand on my chin and turns my head around to the side and kisses me, probing his tongue into my mouth as far as he can. I welcome the wet kiss by pressing and flickering my tongue against his in our mouths.

While we kiss, Lanky positions himself on the ottoman in front of me, lying down on his back, with his long legs firmly stamped on the floor, either side of the ottoman. Vas parts from our kiss and slides his cock out of my ass. The emptiness is overwhelming. We’ve been fucking for about 30 minutes and the sudden removal on his cock leaves my slightly agape and craving more. Vas reaches for the lube, and slicks up his friends rod before nudging me forward to straddle Lanky. I reach behind myself to line up the new longer and thinner cock with my craving hole. Vas slapped my hand away and takes Lanky’s rod in his own hands, to line me up.

With his free hand, Vas firmly grabs by shoulder and pushes me down on Lanky’s hard cock. He enters me smoothly with his narrower shaft, but I can certainly feel it deeper as I bottom out. My round firm cheeks pressed against Lanky’s nuts. I lean slightly forward, resting my hands on Lanky’s chest and start to fuck myself up and down his slick shaft. The new dick inside me feels great and I build up a decent tempo which quickens my heart rate and breathing.

I notice Vas run upstairs as I’m fucking myself on Lanky’s dick and hear him return soon after. I feel Vas grip onto my bulbous ass cheeks and guide my body faster and harder on Lanky’s cock. After a short while, Vas reaches for my shoulders and presses me down firmly on his friend’s dick, indicating for me to stop fucking myself and remain impaled on the 7 inches. I feel a shift in Lanky’s body beneath me. Vas has grabbed his legs and pulls him closer to the edge of the ottoman. I have no option but to follow backwards as I clasp my ass muscles around the cock. Once we have slid closer to the edge of the ottoman, my ass practically hovers in the thin air. I feel Vas tongue touch my swollen ass lips.

Once again I begin to ride Lanky, loving the feeling inside me as well as Vas’ probing tongue in my hole every time I hit the bottom of Lanky’s shaft. The mix of lube and Vas’ saliva makes my hole open even more. I can feel some of the juices running out of me and onto Lanky’s balls as I grind myself down onto them.

Vas then stands up behind me and brings a small brown bottle towards my nose. He unscrews the lid and familiar scent of amyl fills the air. Vas brings the bottle to my right nostril, simultaneously pressing my left nostril down with his thumb. Instincts kick in and I inhale deeply. We repeat the process with my left nostril. A warm sensation floods my body and face, and I feel slightly light-headed. Vas firmly pushes me forward until my torso is grinding onto Lanky’s.

At that moment I feel extra pressure on my ass lips. ‘Fuck…. They’re going for a double penetration’ I thought to myself and my body and ass tensed. I’ve never been DP’d before and anxiety immediately kicked in. “Shhh… just relax, you can do this, just breathe” Vas whispered into my ear. As I took long deep breaths to calm myself down, the effects of the amyl really kicked in. I felt my entire body relax and my desire increase. Just as I let out a deep exhale, I felt Vas push the head of his cock inside me.

My eyes flew open with shock, feeling this new sensation. I don’t know if it was my amyl induced state, my well lube hole or my horniness, but there was no pain as Vas entered me. Just a feeling of fullness and being stretched.

A loud guttural moan escaped my lips as Vas slowly but surely forced his 6 inches of cock inside me. I managed a quick look down at Lanky who was grinning from ear to ear as both men held their cock still inside me, allowing me to adjust to the invasion within.

Vas gave me a second hit of amyl before tossing the bottle aside. “Oh God” I breathed out as I felt my ass tunnel relax. The sudden need to be fucked hard took over me. Vas expertly judged the reaction to my body and started to trust in and out of me. “Fuck you feel so tight!” Vas exclaimed. ‘No shit, I’m tight’ I thought. I’ve got two cocks inside me. Unable to hold in my moans Vas picked up his tempo. I felt so full, but my insides were alive and on fire. This fuck felt awesome.

Vas then slightly raised my hips up, while I still lay on Lanky’s chest. It gave Lanky the access to start fucking up into me. All I could do was moan and groan into the nape of Lanky’s neck as the two cocks pistoned in and out of me. Vas was clearly in the driver’s seat. Once they got into a good rhythm and I became accustomed to the double fuck, Vas changed his thrusts, moving in a contra direction to Lanky. As Lanky thrust in, Vas would pull out, then vice versa. I felt total friction in the walls of my ass.

Vas continued to change up the fucking motion, he held me down firmly on top of Lanky’s body. The combination of the two cocks pounding in and out of me, and my own 7 inch cock rubbing firmly against Lanky brought new sensations to my entire body. Both men were now thrusting as deep and hard as they could in our entangled position.

I managed to slightly raise my chest off Lanky and rest on my elbows, allowing me to slightly arch my back and meet the thrusts of the two cocks inside me. This slight change in position sent me over the edge. My cock was grinding with force against Lanky’s body and my ass felt stretched to its maximum.

I felt my balls tighten and the wave of my orgasm start to build. I shuddered with the feeling of extreme pressure rapidly building deep inside me. “Fuck… I’m gonna cum” I shouted, unable to control my volume. Vas met Lanky’s strokes and together they were fucking me hard in unison, bringing me to the very edge. I could no longer hold back and shouted “fuck” as my cock started to erupt between me and Lanky. My orgasm was so intense, I don’t know how many bursts of cum shout out of my dick. All I could notice was the warm, wet and sticky sensations between our bodies.

As I reached the end of my orgasm, I squeezed my inner muscles tightly around the two cocks inside me. Lanky shouted something in Greek and I could feel his entire body buck beneath me. I could no longer control my body and I released the grip on their cocks and collapsed fully on Lanky beneath me. I felt Lanky’s body spasm a final time as he unleashed his load inside me. His grunts timed with my short quick breaths. Vas followed suit immediately after and let out a deep growl. He unleashed his cum deep into my ass with hard short thrusts. I could feel my anal cavity being filled with a second load of warm thick cum. I have never felt so full in my entire life. Once Vas emptied his nuts into me, he collapsed on top of me, sandwiching me between the two Greeks.

We took a few minutes to catch our breath before Vas pulled out of me. I could immediately feel some cum seep out of my spent ass. I gently began to raise myself off Lanky’s cock, with the help of Vas to keep me steady. As soon as I lifted off, I felt another stream of man juice dribble out of me onto Lanky’s cock and groin. Once I was steady on my feet, Lanky got off the ottoman and went upstairs to where I assume the bathroom was.

Vas held me in his arms and gave me a deep wet kiss. “That… was an amazing fuck” Vas stated once our lips part. “That was the most intense fuck of life” I responded. We both smiled at each other and kissed once again.

Vas led me to a bathroom downstairs and with a wash cloth, cleaned the remnants of my own cum from my front, and their dribbling cum from the rear.  I felt totally spent but deeply satisfied. Once cleaned up, we both went back to the lounge room and started to get dressed. I noticed how late it was, in fact how early it was in the morning. Surely sunrise was not far off.

“Thanks for the amazing fuck…” I said to Vas “…and make sure you thank your friend. You both gave me the fuck of my life”. Vas smiled wide and pulled me in for a final deep kiss. My body relaxed into his before we pulled apart and I motioned towards the front door. “I have to get going, we check out of our apartment in the morning” I said. We gave our final good byes, and Vas tapped me lightly on the butt as I walked out the door.

I made the quick walk back to the apartment, thankfully before the sun started to rise. Emma must have been sound asleep as the place was totally quiet.

Few hours later we checked out of our apartment and thanked George for his hospitality. We made our way back to the port for the ferry back to Athens. Emma and I exchanged stories on the ferry ride back. Emma sat in stunned silence as I described my first ever DP and how it all came about. Once I got to the end of my story, all she could offer was “I so love you my little whore”. We both laughed uncontrollably.

The remainder of the ferry trip to Athens was spent making plans for our next stop in Istanbul. We both decided on major tourist sites to visit. We arrived in the early evening into Athens, we had a quick overnight stay and then an early morning flight to Istanbul. After two weeks of mostly relaxing and enjoying my time on beaches plus some good sex, I was looking forward to a change of pace in Istanbul.

To be continued…