A Bromance Vacation

I left the washroom first, trying to not make it too obvious in case we came across anyone. Darren had patted my ass just before I opened the stall door and told me every time he looked at me today, he would know that I had his swimmers inside my ass all day long now. Both his words and the tap on my ass from his big hand sent a shiver through me. What WAS he doing to me??

I sat on the lounge, hoping my face didn’t look too flushed. There were a few more guests lingering about and a bigger crowd now heading to the buffet for breakfast. I spotted Darren coming my way with a shit eating grin on his face, his eyes on me as he approached.

“See.” He said holding up his big arms. “No one.” He was referring to my fears that someone would come into the bathroom, or worse, see us exiting the stall together. But he was right – we hadn’t run into a single person.

I looked at his soft yellow muscle shirt and laughed as he sat down on the lounge beside me. “You’re a bit wrinkled.”

He looked down and then tried to look at his back, and shrugged. Then took it off, squished it into a ball and threw it on the bed. “There. Now there’s the reason.” He winked at me and made his pecs bounce, making me snort in laughter.

As he sat on the lounge next to me, we resumed our casual talk, but the whole time I was staring at him, knowing that indeed, I did have his “swimmers” inside my ass. And it was turning me on still. I simply listened to him and stared at his biceps as he held his rather cold coffee cup now. I looked at his bare feet that he had propped up on the lounge beside mine. I looked at his perfectly formed nose as we talked. His thick neck. His big beefy pecs now bare and hard, showing me two perfectly round brown nipples. The outline of his tattoo on his shoulder. I couldn’t stop staring at him.

“Which wife do you think will be here first?” He suddenly asked. “And how old are your kids?”

I shrugged. “Probably yours. Mine takes her time.” I looked at him as he peered over my shoulder in the direction of his room, while I looked over his shoulder towards mine. “My kids are 6 and 4.”

Darren smiled. “Same! I have two girls.”

I laughed. “A boy and a girl for me. Your eldest is only 6? She looks older.”

He smiled at me. “She’s tall. Takes after her dad. My wife is Amy. Girls are Kaylie and Abbie.”

My mouth dropped open. “My daughter’s name is Abby.”

“My Abbie is the 4 year old. Abbie. With an ‘i-e’.”

I nodded. “Mine too! But just with a ‘y’!” This was getting weird.

Darren smiled at me. “Well maybe they’ll become fast friends. What’s your boy’s name?”

“Josh. My wife is Allie.”

He nodded slowly. “Allie, Abby, Amy, Kaylie…there’s a pattern there in all those endings. And our two daughters are both named Abbie. Must be a sign.” He chuckled.

It was my wife and kids to arrive first, and as soon as I saw them I swallowed hard. I was about to introduce her to a guy that just fucked me. Twice if you count last night. This was new territory. I was hoping I would be able to maintain my composure. I could see her looking at me talking with Darren, her face already furrowed. It wasn’t like me to strike up conversations with anyone, let alone on a vacation.

I stood up to greet the running kids as my wife made her way over, looking at Darren smiling at her as she approached. “Hi…” she said as he stood up. I could see her blush a bit as he towered over her, and she immediately took in his big muscled body.

“Allie,” I quickly said pointing to him. “This is Darren, the guy I won the competition with yesterday.” Did my voice sound normal?

But her face quickly softened as the light bulb went on. “OH! Right!” She held out her hand and he shook it lightly.

“Nice to meet you, Allie is it?” He leaned down a bit making sure he got her name right. His smile was sexy and he was not only winning over my wife, he was making me melt too. He was smooth, no trace of guilt at all. So I tried my best to follow his lead.

“Yes!...well…” Allie was staring at him, her eyes wandering all over his arms and downwards. My wife did like big men. Like me. “Congratulations! Brian said you guys won by a landslide! We didn’t get to meet you last night at the show.” She leaned in to him. “The kids were tired and frankly so was I!” she giggled, playfully touching his big bicep. Easy there, woman, I thought to myself. Hands off, he’s mine.

Darren just let out a hearty chuckle. “My wife was the same. No worries! But I hear that your kids are the same age as mine!” He looked down at my two dark haired beauties who were staring up at this giant man. I don’t think they had seen a man this tall. No one in our family was this big. “Do you two want some friends to play with?!” He said like a fun uncle.

My kids started dancing up and down like two crazies on a sugar high, yelling “YES!” a couple of times.

“Great!” I said, stopping the one closest to me. I looked up at Darren, who’s eyes were on me casually. “We can meet them after breakfast. They will be sitting beside us today!”

Darren nodded. “You bet. All day!” His eyes opened wide to them in a jovial manner. My kids instantly liked him. Who wouldn’t? He held out his hand to me and I automatically took it, and he held it firmly. “Go have a good breakfast and we’ll see what kind of trouble you and I can get into today!”

I looked at him smiling at me, the two of us knowing the meaning of the sentence, which made my heart pound inside my chest. I realized I was still holding his hand, but my wife was too busy staring at his handsome face to notice. “Right.” I said and I gave him my own shit-eating grin.

As we walked away my wife grabbed my arm. “Wow.” She turned slightly back and waved at Darren, who was watching us walk away. She thought he was looking at her. But in reality, it was my ass he was watching walking away. “I can see why you won.”

I frowned at her. “Uh, thanks?”

She slapped my shoulder. “Oh, you know what I mean. He’s BIG.” She giggled a bit and flicked her hair back.

You have no idea just how big he really is, I thought, clenching my ass a bit as his cum churned inside me.

When we arrived back to our spot after breakfast Darren’s lounge and bed were empty, but it was clear that his wife and girls had been by as their stuff was all over the place. My wife took the kids into the pool after a layering of sunscreen while I went for some Mimosas for us. I ordered 4 when I got to the bar seeing Darren return with his women in tow. He was scanning the pool area, for what I assumed was for me. He spotted me at the bar, and quickly said something to his wife, pointing to me and then came my way. He arrived in time for me to hand him two of the drinks. “Here, for you two.”

“Aw thanks bro. I was just coming to get some myself. I told Amy all about you.” He turned to see if she was watching. She wasn’t.

I looked over at her. She was very attractive. Tall and slim. Blonde. His girls were blonde like her and looked completely opposite to my dark-haired kids. In fact, they were pretty fair even compared to Darren. I grabbed my two glasses and looked up at him as he stood waiting for me, looking down at me like a kid in a candy store.

“Do you think this is too weird?” He asked me quietly. “Cause I don’t. I think this is so perfect.”

I looked up at his handsome face. What a stud. “No. I don’t think so. As long as we can play it cool. And there’s no guilt. And no one finds out.”

He nodded, suddenly serious. “Agreed. I’ll try my best.” His eyes looked me up and down. “But you’re so fucking hot I may have a hard time.”

I smiled at him. He thought I was hot? As I stared at him I realized I was going to have the same problem.

His wife was friendly enough, and his girls were quiet. Until my kids met them. Then they weren’t so quiet. The women took them all to the shallow end of the pool which was on the other side, allowing Darren and I to sit alone on the lounges.

He leaned back and crossed his big feet at the ankles and looked over at me. “Perfect.” He downed the rest of his drink and asked me if I wanted another. I said I had better not, for fear that if I got too drunk this early, I might get too flirty with him. He didn’t mind.

“This is the best fucking cover story bro!” He nudged me. “Seriously. Now we can hang out and they won’t suspect a thing!”

I looked at them all in the pool. Darren’s wife was actually smiling for the first time talking with my wife. They were laughing and the girls were playing together nicely. Darren followed my gaze and looked over at them.

“See!” He pointed. “That’s the first time I’ve seen my wife relaxed here. She’s been pretty miserable. She needs a friend!” he turned to me. “And to be honest, so do I.” His voice dropped a bit and looked at me, holding his empty glass.

I looked at him, his big blue eyes pleading into mine. He was right. This was a perfect cover. And truth be told, I needed a friend myself. Well, I needed more than that. And Darren seemed to be fitting every need. “So do I.” I said quietly.

Darren’s smile faded a bit and he looked very seriously at me. “Look bro, I don’t do this a lot. And I’m super discreet. But this…” He looked around, and then looked over at our wives with our kids. “If it’s not hurting anyone, isn’t this the perfect scenario?”

I couldn’t agree more. We both needed this. Two closeted guys, trying to unleash this desire inside at last. Now with someone in the same fucking position. It did seem perfect. As long as we could keep it cool and no one got hurt. “It is.” I finally said.

He looked at me deeper. “But…?”

I smiled at him. “Let’s just take it slow. I don’t want to get hurt or hurt anyone.”

Darren put is big paw on my shoulder. “Bro…right now, that’s the last thing I want to do. To anyone.” He tilted his head down a bit. “I haven’t felt like this before. I mean I’ve had a few ‘wham bam thank you man’ with a couple guys, but this…” He shrugged at me. “I don’t know. I’m like connecting with you bro. I’ve never had that sort of connection with another guy before. Ever.”

I have, I thought to myself. I looked into his blue eyes, his handsome face, feeling the heat radiate from his hand on my bare shoulder. I felt my dick harden, and I knew I was ready for something. And he was right – this did seem like the perfect scenario.

“Let’s figure this out and make it work.” He said to me again, this time there was a strong sense of pleading in his eyes. “Please. I need this. I’ve been going fucking crazy trying to keep this all in. And my wife has been such a bitch lately. I planned this vacation to try to make her happy, but man…I want to be happy too!”

I knew exactly how he felt. I met his gaze. “Me too.” I said quietly.

He took his hand away and adjusted his bathing suit. “Jesus.” He whispered to me. “I’m fucking hard again. What the hell are you DOING to me?!” He giggled.

I gave a short laugh. “I know the feeling!” I looked at him, looking at me so intently. This COULD be something we both needed to keep us sane. I stood up, pulled my shirt off and grabbed his glass. “Come on, let’s get another drink in the pool.”

He stood up and tried to pull at the front of his suit. “What about what you said, about having another…”

I turned to him. “Just make sure I don’t flirt too much with you.” I winked at him.

He smiled and gave a little laugh as he whipped his shirt off and followed me into the pool. The swim up bar was open and there were two stools that had our names on them. I wanted to feel his leg on me again, under water. And I wanted the chance to sit and stare at his half naked body without anyone stopping me. Now that our families had met, this was going to be a lot easier. I was already picturing how we were going to get some alone time next.

We spent the entire morning together, sitting at the pool bar with our legs touching, wading around the pool, playing with the kids, and hanging out with each other’s wives. Surprisingly it was very relaxed. I switched to water when I started standing a little too close to Darren in the pool, and when my heart raced at every brush against him. Not only was he a complete hunk, he was a genuinely nice guy.

As the kids hung on to us in the pool and we were those fun hot looking dads, my heart was pounding watching him. I could see it in his eyes too as he stole glances at me, smiling stupidly at me like a puppy dog, while I did the same back to him. I felt light, happy, and free, knowing there was another guy just like me out there, in the same predicament, not looking to hurt anyone but trying to come to terms with this need and longing.

Without asking, Darren grabbed us both another drink just before lunch – a beer for him and a vodka cranberry for me. He was definitely a sweet caring guy. He slowly made his way to me at the side of the pool with the two drinks in his hand and I noticed everyone staring at him as he walked by. All the women were ogling him, and a few of the men were looking at him sideways too. Me, I was just full on staring as he walked towards me, the sun beating off his solid pecs, his dark tribal tattoo standing out against his tan, his blue eyes locked on mine and that dopey lovesick grin apparent on his face. Well, apparent to me because I was staring back with the same dumb smile.

“Here you go bro. It’s almost noon so we should hit the real stuff now.” Our wives had just left the pool to take all four kids to the washroom and dry off for lunch. Darren had already suggested that they take the kids together, which our wives happily agreed. I think they were actually glad to have some female company and kids to distract their kids. Plus it gave us men an out.

Darren leaned against the pool edge beside me facing away from the water as I leaned backwards on it facing in to the pool. We were standing side by side facing opposite directions, and we were standing very close. So close, our elbows and forearms were touching on the deck. I watched our families gather their stuff up together and then my wife wandered over to me.

“We’re just going to the buffet for food as the kids are hungry. You don’t have to come. I left the key to the room in the pocket of your shorts so I don’t have to take it with me.” She smiled down at Darren who had stood up a bit and away from me as she approached. “Don’t drink too much boys!” She flirted as she turned and walked away.

“Your wife has a great ass.” Darren said as he resumed his very close position to me. “Too bad I prefer your ass.” He laughed, nudging me underwater with his big leg.

I looked at the side of him standing there, admiring his thick solid body. God he was big. My cock was hardening underwater just from the nudge and the touch of his arm against mine. So, when his blue eyes looked down at mine after our wives had left with the kids, and I realized I now had the only key to our room, I found myself asking him, “Wanna check out my room?”

He smiled down at me. “I was hoping you’d say that.” And he placed both hands on the edge of the pool and hoisted his large body up and out of the pool, his big foot stepping right beside my arm as water cascaded down. I turned and followed suit, watching his big round hard ass cling to the material of his bathing suit as we walked to our spot to grab our towels and dry off a bit.

Not even bothering with shirts or shoes, I grabbed the hotel room key and started towards our room with Darren following, drinking his beer. By the time we got to the door, our drinks were empty, and our cocks were at half-mast under our swimsuits.

He pressed his crotch at my ass behind me teasingly as I held the key to the door waiting for it to open, feeling his hard cock up against me. “I can’t believe I’m hard again for you already.” He moaned down at me, his hands on my waist as the door opened.

We stumbled inside together, Darren’s crotch pushing me forward. I grabbed the Do Not Disturb sign and hung it on the door as it closed before Darren’s body forced me back up against it and his mouth found mine in a loud, desperate kiss.

I was pinned to the door as our bodies smushed together, my mouth open, kissing him with such fury I even surprised myself. “Holy fuck!” I managed to say in between our mouths as our hands hastily undid and pulled at our wet bathing suits.

And then they were off, and we were naked. Completely. For the first time together.

“Jesus you are so hot!” He moaned at me, stepping back to admire my muscular frame, all 5’9” of me. His hands moved to my pecs as we stood cock to cock. My eyes roamed down his body, those big muscled pecs, his slightly rounded stomach still firm and solid, his big fucking dick standing out straight, completely shaved smooth, and down his big legs to his wide tasty feet. My hand grabbed his cock and I started stroking it slowly, my eyes back up to his. He was staring at me with a smile. “Thank you.” He said quietly.

He grabbed my cock and started stroking me just as slowly, his big thumb rubbing my cock slit. “For what?” I asked, my voice coming out a little deeper due to all this testosterone coursing through me at the moment.

“For making me feel normal.” He looked down at my cock and pushed me back up against the door and knelt in front of me, opening his mouth to take my dick inside his lips. He slowly, so slowly started to suck it, hard, deep, letting his tongue explore it.

I leaned my head back on the door and placed my hands on his giant shoulders, allowing him to taste me. When he’d had enough, he stood up and I immediately bent over to get at his, standing beside him and taking it all in. His cock tasted of the pool, still damp but still like him. His big 9 inches was at full attention and thicker than I even remember from this morning. I only focused on it as I sucked and slurped, listening to the sounds of this man above me.

His hands lifted me up forcefully, but gently at the same time. His mouth met mine as he bent down to kiss me, pulling me lightly backwards into my hotel room to the first bed. And then I took over it seemed, pushing him down on the bed and climbing up on his body forcing him to lay down on his back. He wormed his way up the newly made bed with our lips still locked together, our hands roaming over each other’s muscled bodies as our cocks pressed together.

I climbed right up him, keeping our tongues together, my cock now pressing against his abs as I felt his cock under me. And when it was, I sat up, my hands on my pecs, and I started grinding my ass backwards, feeling his huge shaft rubbing into my crack.

His hands moved to my hips and he pushed me down as his hips grinded up, groans coming from him as his blue eyes locked on mine. “You want it again?” He said sexily.

I nodded, spitting in my hand and reaching back to rub it. I held it up and moved my ass up to the tip with a devilish grin on my face. He held his breath as I positioned it at my hole, still tender and open from his pounding only four hours ago in the resort washroom. I looked at his massive body lying under me as I aimed the tip of his cock at my opening. I lifted a leg and eased myself down on him, watching his eyes close in desire as I sunk my ass all the way down his shaft.

“Jesus.” He exhaled slowly, his big hands squeezing my sides automatically as the sensation overcame him. He lifted his knees and planted his feet under us to assist in the insertion. I arched back, letting him sink all the way in as I moaned out in pure ecstasy.

“Oh fuck Darren.” I growled, my eyes opening up again to look at him. I planted my hands on his pecs and stared into his eyes. “Fuck me!” I begged, and he complied immediately, pushing his cock upwards and lifting his ass off the bed to begin to pound my ass, holding me tightly as he did. Our eyes were on each other, as he once again read my face to plan his thrusts to ensure I was reacting properly. When he noticed my eyes half close, he picked up the pace knowing he had a spot, or when he shifted slightly and I reacted with a groan, he stayed in that position to fuck me harder. He wasn’t just a fuck. He was turning into a lover who knew me and wanted to please me.

He sat up suddenly after a long pounding and grabbed my legs to spread me open, wrapping them around him. He scooted to the end of the bed and stood up with me on his cock, turned me around and placed me gently on the middle of the bed, climbing on it with me, pushing me backwards to accommodate his big body. With his arm around my neck still, he leaned in and started pumping me missionary style. My eyes opened wide as my mouth hung open too, at the sudden depth of his cock in me. It had been a while since any man had knocked on this door, and I felt the old familiar feelings of an orgasm starting without my hands on my cock. “Oh fuck yes, fuck yes, fuck yes!” I started moaning uncontrollably, my body trembling under him. “You’re gonna make me cum!” I shouted.

“Jesus! Seriously?!” Darren screamed out, continuing his rhythm and pace and now pounding me harder, never taking his eyes off me watching every grimace, every look, every gritting of my teeth.

I dug my fingers into his shoulder and grunted loud. “Yeah big guy, fuck it out of me!” I was a demon at this point, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling his face down to mine to savagely kiss him. His groans were stifled in our kiss, but I felt it vibrate through my body. And I started to convulse in his grip.

I held his face next to mine as I hung on to him, my body rocked with violent shakes as I started to unload another wad of cum. I grunted out each shot, six in total as he continued to drill my ass hard. As the last shot erupted from me, he arched, pulled his head up and grimaced tightly, ramming his hips into me as he screamed out that he was cumming in me.

One hard thrust after another slammed against me as I hung on to his neck still, riding it out in pleasure and feeling his cock explode in me. Seven, eight, nine slams and then his eyes opened, and he looked down at me. “Jesus FUCK!” He bellowed loudly and let his body collapse on me. I grunted as he landed on me, but he pushed himself up a bit on his arms to let me breathe as his tongue found mine again, kissing me deeply and loudly, still groaning as his cock softened inside me.

I locked my ankles around his ass and pulled him into me tight as we slowed our breathing down, letting up on the kissing and just rubbing our faces together. He was sweating slightly, as was I, as our foreheads rubbed together, our noses touching, and our eyes open.

“My God.” He whispered. “If every time is going to be this hot….” He mumbled into my neck, and then he stopped, and looked back up into my eyes. He studies me carefully, and then kissed me gently, keeping his eyes open as did I.

“What?” I asked, feeling the weight of him on me welcoming, heavy by reassuring. His blue eyes were wide, staring at me.

He simply shook his head with a smile. “Nothing,…” Then he moved back to my mouth and kissed me again, his eyes closing slowly and his tongue finding mine in our mouths. We laid there, kissing for a long time. I could feel myself start to get hard again.

I pushed him up gently, and he rolled over to the side to let me sit up. I looked down to see he too was getting aroused once again. What a fucking stud, getting hard again. He looked down at his own little chubby and grabbed it. “Jesus.” He mumbled. “I’m not usually this quick on the draw.” He giggled, and his smile lit up his face. He was handsome as hell laying beside me, naked and smiling.

I inhaled deeply and clung to his massive frame tightly. My insides were on fire still, and looking down over his naked body, I wanted more. And I knew I was already feeling something for this man.

From the look of his smile, he was too.