A Bromance Vacation

I woke up at my usual early morning internal alarm just before 6am. Like I’d done every day since we arrived, I snuck into the bathroom quietly while the family slept, got myself ready and slipped out the door to head down to the pool to “reserve” our lounges at the resort.  

The workers were busy cleaning and sweeping and trimming bushes as usual, and I grabbed the one cabana type large bed at the far end of the pool where we were the previous day. I moved two lounges over and threw our stuff down each of them, and then laid down on the bed, under the shade as the morning breeze swept across the resort. It was going to be another sunny hot day.  

I reflected on the previous night, getting fucked by Darren on the daybed oceanside. My cock was already hard just thinking about the perfect night, the way he felt inside me, the way he kissed, how big and solid his body was on top of me. He reminded me of someone I had to give up long ago, and now suddenly I was back with those feelings.  

I tried to push those stirrings aside and started scanning the people making their way down to the pool and the beach. I looked over at the area where Darren was with his family yesterday and wondered if they would be coming to the same spot. I hadn’t noticed them in the area the day before. And I would have remembered, given Darren’s sheer presence, let alone half naked in a bathing suit with a pronounced tattoo across his shoulder. I would have spotted him in a heartbeat. So big, muscular, handsome, smooth… 

I adjusted my cock in my bathing suit, realizing I was at full mast and afraid I was tenting. I sat up a bit and looked around the area. It was just after 7am now and more and more people were coming down. The bed and lounges beside me were still empty, so I took off my shirt and flip flops and threw them on it to save it, in the hopes that my big man would come by with his family.  

And then there he was, walking from the opposite direction than I did this morning towards the pool, wearing a soft yellow muscle shirt to show off his big guns, and a different bathing suit, this one light blue with very thin horizontal lines across it and a little longer and looser than the previous red one from yesterday. I saw his eyes scanning in my direction, probably remembering that I was in this area from yesterday. And when he looked at me an automatic smile came across his handsome face.  

He was completely clean shaven again this morning and his smile radiated his entire face as he walked directly towards me, a coffee cup from the café already in his hand. I smiled back, waving him over and pointed to the bed beside ours.  

“I put stuff down hoping you might want to sit here today.” I said as he neared.  

He looked at it and smiled. “That is perfect. Amy likes the shade.” He threw his bag and towels down on it alongside mine, and then sat down on it, facing me. “How are you this morning?” He said with a smile. 

I scooted over to the edge of my bed and sat facing him, taking a swig from my water bottle. “I am very, very good. You?” 

He blew on his coffee before taking a sip. I watched his lips purse, remembering them on me last night and I shuddered slightly. Fuck this was a hot man. And here he was, sitting beside me. How do I get so lucky? 

“Honestly?” he looked at me with that gorgeous grin, and his eyes took in my shirtless smooth muscled upper body. “I’ve never felt better.” 

I let out a small sigh. Thank God. I smiled back at him and looked him straight in the eyes.  

He was looking at me, silently staring. “I could kiss you right now you know.” He said suddenly. 

My heart leapt into my throat. Funny, I was thinking the same thing. I answered him with a smile instead and looked around. “Yeah I know the feeling. I could do a lot more to you right now, but something tells me it’s not a good idea.” I chuckled, and he did too, looking down at his feet. My eyes followed his and I too started at his feet in his flip flops. They were so big, wide, and perfect looking. Each nail perfectly manicured.  

“I would have brought you one, but I wasn’t sure if you’d be down here yet, nor if you even drank coffee.” He held up his cup. “Do you?” 

“I do. Black.” 

He scrunched up his face. “Black? Ugh! How can you stand it? I’m a milk and sugar kind of guy.” 

“Well then maybe I’ll have one ready for you tomorrow morning!” I said without thinking. I was already planning ahead. I needed to slow down. But looking up at his handsome face, those blue eyes, I was already melting. 

He looked at me for a bit, neither one of us saying anything, until he broke the silence. “Follow me.” He said quietly, putting his coffee cup down and standing up suddenly, starting to walk towards the restaurants. Half of them were closed now, only the large buffet one was open for guests on the far side. He started walking and I jogged to catch up, wondering where he was going.  

“I was scoping things out this morning.” He said sideways to me as we walked. He adjusted his crotch as I noticed his big bulge in his suit as he walked, the sound of his feet flapping on his flip flops matched my own.  

He followed the side of “restaurant row” to the sign for the washrooms. He looked at me with a grin. “In here.” He stepped into the air-conditioned washroom and I noted this was a larger men’s washroom, with four completely private stalls with floor to ceiling doors. They were all opened, so he went to the furthest one and stepped in, turning to me. No one else was in there so I followed him in.  

I stepped in and he closed the door behind me, giving us a little bit of space in front of the toilet. There wasn’t much room, but no one could tell there was two of us in here. The air conditioning inside kept it cool.  

And then he was on me, pulling me into his body and kissing me hard. Bending down to reach my lips, his hands went right around me to my ass to squeeze it as his tongue slipped into my mouth. He groaned a bit as we kissed passionately, like he hadn’t seen me in months. My God what a kisser.  

He pulled away, still holding me against his hard crotch and big beefy bod. “Sorry. I couldn’t wait any longer. I woke up thinking about you.” He leaned down again and kissed me quietly, as we were both half listening to the sounds of the door. His hands were all over my shirtless back and I was tingling just from his touch. His hands were large and manly, but soft and gentle as he moved them over me. 

“It’s been so long since I did this.” I said quietly as we stopped kissing for a second.  

“Me too. Thank God I found you.” He mumbled, now nibbling at my neck.  

I slid my hands down and could feel his hard cock in his bathing suit. I stepped back and undid the string and pulled it open and freed his cock. I pushed him backwards, up against the wall, not taking my eyes off his monster cock. Hard. 9 inches. Cut. Smooth. And dripping with pre-cum.  

I bent over and grabbed those beautiful big balls and the base of his cock and shoved it straight into my mouth, tasting the drips and breathing in his manly scent. He let out a small moan as I took it all the way down, the tip of his cock hitting the back of my throat. His big meaty hands rested on my head and he held me there gently, not moving, allowing me to suck it up and down slowly. My tongue was out, and I was licking it up and down in between sucking it furiously. He was so hard, throbbing in my hand and it tasted so good.  

After a few minutes of my skills, he pushed me off and backed me up to the opposite wall, undoing my bathing suit as I went and digging his big hand into my little suit and pulling my own hard cock free. With one knee down on the ground, he opened his mouth and swallowed my 8 inches whole, all the way down, like a pro. God he felt good on me, his mouth warm and watery, his tongue flicking around the head of my cock at one point, then licking the shaft expertly in another. He gripped my smooth balls under his hand as he held my dick straight up in the air for him to bob up and down. My one hand rested on the longer messy bit of hair he had on top, before sliding down to his thick neck to feel the shaved sides. His head felt big in my hand, and I looked down at this masculine dude going to town on my cock.  

When he stood up, he came straight for my mouth, kissing me so tenderly and lovingly I moaned, wrapping my arms around his neck. He straightened up a bit more when I did that, lifting me off the ground a bit so I was on my tiptoes to keep kissing him. His one arm went under my one leg and he lifted it up and out of my suit, and held it up in the air as he moved his hips forward, under me. He wanted to fuck me. Right now.  

I could feel his cock reaching under my ass to find the hole as he lifted me off the ground while still kissing me. My other leg wrapped around him and I grabbed him tighter, my arms clinging to his neck and grabbing at his muscle shirt as I was lifted off the floor, never breaking our kiss.  

His cock was pushing upwards, searching, until it found its mark. He pressed up, feeling his cock head against my hole, and then he pulled away from my mouth. “I can’t wait.” He whispered. “I need to fuck you again. Is that okay?” His eyes were right next to mine searching.  

I kissed him hard. “Yes.” I said in between his lips. “I need it too.”  

He broke away and put some spit onto his hand and reached down under us. He was so fucking strong, holding me up in one arm with his palm flat against the wall while I hung on to his neck. He was using the rest of his body to keep me pinned to the wall as he lubed his cock with his own spit and pushed the head back to its targeted spot. Then he put his other arm under my other leg and had me open up more, allowing my hole to stretch out and his cock slid in easily. I gasped at the sudden intrusion. He kissed me again, hard, and we both groaned into each other’s mouths as he slowly pushed his cock up into me.  

My back was against the wall and he held me open in his arms, my knees bent as he held me underneath them and started fucking me upwards. This wasn’t my first bathroom fuck, but it was already the hottest and most intense. Was it because I was so into him already? Was it because he reminded me of someone from long ago? Or was it because he was so fucking hot, and he KNEW how to fuck? 

My hands relaxed a bit as I realized he was having no trouble holding me up, and they moved to his shoulders. I broke away from the kiss and let my head bang against the wall backwards as I felt the sensation of his big thick cock in me once again. It didn’t hurt at all, just slid in and started moving inside me as if it was already a part of me. A part that knew its way around. A big tool that was already fixing something inside me that was broken. I lifted my head and looked at his face to see he was staring at me smiling. His handsome features completely focused on my face and the reactions I was giving. He was a true lover, interested in how he was making ME feel at this moment. Our eyes locked and he smiled slightly at me, continuing this slow and steady pace in my ass.  

Reading the expression on my face, he whispered to me, “Does it feel good?” 

I moved my hands across his solid shoulders and to his neck, feeling his bare skin under his shirt and rubbing upwards into his hair. “Oh yes.” I moaned quietly. “You feel fucking amazing.” 

He smiled more, bending his legs a bit for a better position and then thrusted up into me hard suddenly, sending a sharp sensation of pleasure through me that caused me to gasp out a loud, “OH!”  

He covered my mouth with his to stifle the sound and repeated it, making me gasp into his mouth, sending the sound through the insides of his body as I breathed out my nose. Oh my God this man KNEW me already. He knew the spots, knew what was going to make me moan. His eyes were open as he kissed me, watching me and still stabbing me creatively with his cock in this standing position. I was being fucked deeply and with such emotion.  

He stepped back, hoisting me up and then down on his dick, and spread his feet apart. He looked at me and then started bouncing me up and down with ease on him. “You like this?” He whispered again so close to my face, our noses touching beside each other, before I buried my face into his shoulder and bit the side of his neck. “Fuck yessss.” I hissed out silently, feeling him punching that spot in me that I knew was going to make me shake. I was clutching his shirt, holding it in my fists as he drilled me, knowing he was going to make me cum like this if he kept this up.  

And he did. As he lifted me up and down I could feel it rising. I squeezed his broad shoulders tight and pressed my face into his neck as my body started shaking uncontrollably in his arms as I let out a series of quiet “oh gods” over and over again into him. This only seemed to motivate him more, making sure he was giving me every inch of him, as deep as he could, as slow and steady as he could as he felt me convulsing in his arms.  

“Oh fuck yes,” He whispered. “Jesus.” He moaned as I shook. I quickly reached down and grabbed his shirt and lifted it up and over his head. I knew I was about to cum and didn’t want to spill it on him. He looked even hotter with his shirt over his neck, his pecs now standing out bare and flexed in front of me as he fucked the cum out of me already. 

I leaned back in his arms as he continued to ram his dick in and out of me, bouncing me off the shaft of his cock. I grabbed his big meaty pecs and continued to shake. “I’m going to cum.” I moaned quietly.  

The look of shock on his face as he looked at my cock and where my hands were surprised him again, just like it did last night. This time though, there was no friction from the cushion underneath me. This was all him, fucking me so deep and hard, so lovingly that I was doing it without any aid. “Really?” He said and looked at my cock again, fucking me even deeper and harder to ensure it wouldn’t stop.  

As the first shot of cum sprang from my cock he let out a “Jesus!” in surprise and held me firmly, staring at it erupting from me as his arms pushed and pulled me against him, not stopping his assault in my ass. I bucked wildly against him, hanging on to his neck as I shot spray after spray of my thick white cum. When I finished the last volley of sperm I clasped my fingers around his neck and drove my ass into him, assisting his lifting and bouncing me as my eyes focused on his.  

“I wanna feel you cum in me again.” I said gruffly to him, a deeper sound coming from me that even I didn’t recognize.  

He slammed me hard now, really driving that cock in me as our eyes remained on each other. We didn’t speak, but the sounds of his hips hitting my ass were unmistakable to anyone if they were to walk into the washroom at any moment. But we didn’t care. The floor to ceiling door hid us. And that was enough for us in the moment.  

Darren’s mouth hung open as he breathed through it, focused on my eyes as he built up speed. He was on a mission. His eyes started to close slowly, and I knew it was starting. “Yeah that’s it buddy. I want it.” I moaned to him. His eyes opened wide, and then wider as his mouth opened as well in a silent “Oh.” Then his eyebrows furrowed and he a soft groan escaped his lips, but his eyes remained on mine.  

“I’m cumming.” He whispered, and slammed me backwards onto the wall, digging his cock into me harder and upwards, fucking me into the wall practically. Thrust after thrust, his breath was on my neck, small soft sounds coming from his mouth that was beside me at my ear while I hung on to him tight, my cum now squished in between our bare chests.  

When he stopped pulsing, he stood still, holding me against the wall, his breath still sending shivers down my spine. Then his head shifted, and his mouth found mine again in a deep kiss. My hands ran through his hair as we kissed softly, quietly. He slid one arm out from under my knee, bringing my leg around his waist to clutch him, followed by the other, so he could wrap his arms around me tightly, still kissing me and still holding me up in the air.  

“Jesus.” He whispered again, our lips barely apart. “What are you doing to me?” He asked, staring into my eyes.  

I was thinking the same thing, I thought to myself.