Jorge and Tomas invited us to Madrid. They arranged to have a taxi pick us up, and we assumed we would be going to their place, but we were taken to the Chueca district, and dropped outside a hotel. Apart from the entrance, it was surrounded by a high wall. We were met in the foyer by a completely naked Jorge. The receptionist, a good-looking guy in his 20s, was also nude, as was everyone else. Any drinks you had would be added to your bill, which was paid at the end of the week, he explained. Not knowing where to look, we signed in and were shown to our room by a young coloured guy, Juan, wearing nothing but flip-flops and a smile. Apart from a tight Afro, he was shaved, showing off his pendulous cock. He walked in front of us, wiggling his bum. Having put our suitcases down, he said, "I don't think you'll need much in them. I'm here to be of service to you, anything you want, just ask", and flashed a broad grin. Lance stuffed a 10 Euro note in his butt cheeks and gave it a pat. I already had a semi. Jorge said to meet us by the pool, once we had settled in. "Fuck me, what have we let ourselves in for?" I said, stripping off. "Looks like fun", Lance replied, already naked. "Let's explore". We took towels and dropped them at reception, nowhere else to put them.
Sat around the pool were 30 or 40 naked men, of all ages, shapes, and sizes. We found Jorge and Tomas, who had reserved sun loungers for us. They explained that they were only there for the weekend, "But you've had us, several times, and we're sure there's plenty here to take your fancy". Looking around, a few guys were already checking us out. The sun was beating down, so Tomas offered to rub sunblock into us. We both sprang boners as he massaged the cream in. "What are we meant to do about this?", I asked, pointing to our dicks. "Lie on your tummy till it goes down", so we did, and he slapped our bums. After a while, I was bored with sunbathing and decided to go for a wander, trying not to feast my eyes on the array of penises on show. There was a gym, restaurant, and bar, and toilets with communal showers. I went to the bar and ordered four beers, and carried them back to our hosts. After dinner, we sat in the bar chatting. Other guys said hola, some winked. Then Tomas took me to their room. Lance went off with Jorge. "I hope you don't mind us bringing you here", Jorge said, embracing me, we fell on the bed. Over the next hour, we made love in every which way, falling asleep with a smile on my face, and my bowels full of cum. Lance and Tomas had done much the same. We didn't see them till after breakfast, after which, they left, and we went back to bed for a cuddle.
Having got sunblock from a nearby shop, we spent the afternoon by the pool, chatting to a German couple, about our age. Very hairy, with slight beer bellies. Finn and Noah were regulars. They recounted some of their previous encounters, gently playing with their fat, uncut cocks. We couldn't hide our erections. They said their problem was that they were both tops, and only had oral sex together, relying on hook-up sites like Grindr or gay clubs for fucks. Lance nonchalantly said he was versatile, and I bottomed. We were invited to spend the evening with them. After dinner, we showered and knocked on their door. Their room had two Queen size beds. I went with Finn and Lance with Noah. We almost mirrored each other as we embraced and went down on them. Lying on the beds, we were turned onto our fronts, our hips were pulled up, and we were rimmed. They penetrated in unison, like a well rehearsed porn scene. We were fucked with long, slow strokes, then turned over and mounted. They swapped. Noah lifted my legs over his shoulders. Lance was in the same position. Then they bent us double, which was quite uncomfortable at our age, but we were past caring. They fucked harder. Lance and I ejaculated almost at the same time, splashing onto our faces. They pulled out and splashed a couple of jets on our bums, then plowed back in to give us German babies. They cleaned us up with a towel, and kissed us goodbye, like we were another notch on their belts. We kept clear of them for the rest of the week. The following day was unbearably hot, so we had a siesta. At about 5.00, I called room service for some beers. Juan tapped the door and entered with a tray, beers and glasses. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" he enquired politely. knew it would cost us, but he was cute, with a big dick, and we were on holiday. "You can come back when your shift finishes, and we'll have some fun". "I'll be here at 8.00, lube yourselves up", and flashed his wicked smile. True to his word, we were cuddling in bed when he entered. Squeezing between us, he took over, kissing all over our bodies, taking time with our cocks. "Who first?" I watched as Lance pulled his legs up and Juan inched his ebony rod in. He lifted himself onto his muscular arms. His body glistened with sweat as he pumped with long, slow strokes, ensuring I saw every movement. After 10 minutes, he turned his attention to me. With my head in the pillow, he took me from behind. Then back to Lance, who sat on him, bouncing up and down and jerked. His white semen splashed on Juan's black body, but Juan wasn't done. He moved back to me and put a leg over his shoulder. Lance sucked him, then guided him in. He fucked harder. Lance tossed me. "Inside?", "Yes, do it". I felt his cock pulse as his balls emptied. I came more than I had in a long time. We gave him 100 Euros, worth every penny.
During the rest of the week, we sucked a few guys, but kept the shagging to ourselves. However, it was a brilliant week, and we planned to return later in the year.
I had a text from my nephew, Jon. He must have got my number from his Dad. He said he was coming our way on business, and could he stay with us, rather than use a hotel. I replied that we'd be delighted to see him. The last time we'd met, he was a well-mannered, polite, spotty adolescent. I guessed he was about 24 now.
He arrived on a Tuesday evening. The ugly duckling had turned into a beautiful swan. Well over 6'0", with short, dark hair and a stubbly beard. He wore a sharp suit. He hugged us both and kissed me on the lips. "Thanks for letting me stay, hotels are so boring by yourself". Lance had already given him the once over. "Hi Jon, nice to meet you, you're a good-looking young man". I thought that a little forward, but said nothing, showing him to his room. He came down wearing an Addidas top and matching skimpy running shorts. His penis hung to the left. Over dinner, he told us he was a rep for a pharmaceutical company, and that he'd had appointments today, and more tomorrow, but not until the afternoon. We poured wine and chatted like old friends. Lance asked if he was married, or had a girlfriend. He grinned and said no, he liked boys, rubbing his crotch. "I've had a few boyfriends, but nothing serious". We poured more wine. "I guess you like pretty twinks, like yourself", I gently probed. "I'll fuck anyone". Maybe it was the wine, but Lance said, "What, even your uncle?" He came over and kissed me. This time our tongues met. I peeled his top off. Lovely abs and pecs, with dark, downy hair, his nipples already erect, begging to be sucked. Lance had dropped his trousers, rubbing his dick through his briefs. He took my top off. "Let's go to bed". I led him upstairs, with Lance following. We quickly lost the rest of our clothes. He was hard, fat, and well over 7". I knelt and cock worshipped, licking the shaft and sack, then gently peeling back the foreskin and and ran my tongue around the sensitive crown. I was rewarded with the nectar of precum. On the bed, he went down on me, brushing his stubble over my knobhead, then deep-throating. He turned me over and rimmed me, teasing my hole. I pulled my cheeks apart and he lifted my hips. Lance guided him in and he fucked with all the virility of youth. Turning me over, he lifted an ankle over his shoulder, and rammed me until I was bred. He leaned over and kissed me as he slipped out. Lance licked the last drops off, then took over, fucking me hard and putting on a show for my nephew. His spunk mixed with Jon's as I erupted on my belly. I slept with Jon. He had me again in the morning, missionary and more gently, so we could kiss. Lance and I called in sick, and went back to bed, so he could screw me again. I'd had four loads in 12 hours. My bum leaked every time I farted.
Jon texted me the following day, saying I was one of the best shags he'd had, and that he'd like to fuck us both next time.
