A Different LV Trip

A Different LV Trip Tyler F shadetreepro@hotmail.com

I haven't been very active at all with boys or men. There was the playing around with the boys in school, most of that in 6th grade, I was probably the first boy with pubes and it fascinated many of my classmates. There was a road trip in 9th grade, when we did things that we would never talk about. I still had a desire to get on Nifty and read the variety of stories. Surf the various gay porn sites and fantasize. There wasn't much hope that my recent Las Vegas trip would end up the way it did.

I was sitting at the table in Planet Hollywood playing cards. The typical slowdown around dinner time was happening and I was the only one at the table. The cute young oriental dealers tried to keep me in the conversation, discussing when a Royal Flush had been hit, or when she got to pay for 5-aces. We even discussed that it must have been very hot and dry in my hometown with the drought going on. It was pleasant enough, and I was winning money.

A noisy group of young guys descended on the table. All 20-something, all nice looking, all well dressed in vacation casual, and all very British. They were young enough that they dealers and pit bosses checked their IDs. They all had their passports readily available. It was actually nice playing with them. They didn't get too loud, well until the drinks started to add up. They were there as part of an extended bachelor party for one of them. They had been friends since they were little tots, growing up in the town of Esher, England. I think I was supposed to be impressed with that. I was told it was one of the best suburbs of London.

They were talking about going to a show that evening and they asked my opinion of the shows that I had seen. They had reservations for Zumanity at NY-NY. Its one of the few Cirque du Soleil shows that I have not seen. The youngest and cutest of the boys was sitting next to me and he put his hand on my arm and said "I heard it has a bit of gay undertones." I wanted to laugh, not at the statement but how he said it. It was almost a caricature of a British boy. I said that I said it sure had a lot sexual overtones and it probably did have some gay parts of it. And I was enjoying the boy rubbing my arm.

The show discussion went on a while but it led to a conversation of sexual preference. It turned out that two of the boys were straight, including the groom. Three were gay. But as the boy next to me, Daniel, explained, "But we all fagged off a bit when we were lads." The others groaned and looked down. They told him that he can't say that. He asked me if that was correct. I told him I knew what he meant. He also said, "You know, where I'm from, a fag is something that I put in my mouth and suck." The other groaned again as there was the stupid conversation of a fag being a cigarette, and that he would suck either kind of fag. I backed off the conversation for a little while.

The conversation did come back to me. They wanted to know where I was from, what I did and such. Daniel told me that he thought everybody from Texas were cowboys and wore cowboy boots. I rolled my chair back a little and pulled up the leg of my jeans to show him my black buffalo hide boots. Scuffed up a little, resoled a couple of times, but they were still my favorite selection for manly footwear. Daniel wrapped himself up in his own arms and looked like he was about to orgasm right then. I heard an actual "Oh, Blimey!" from one of the other boys as they all laughed and gave each other high-5s.

Now Daniel was all over me. It delayed the game as he had to know if I was an actual cowboy. I told him there was a time in my life that I supported myself by working on a ranch. Mostly it consisted of riding a horse and leading a pack horse up to repair fences. I used breaker bars and post hole diggers more than I did any cattle drive. It wasn't quite the life of John Wayne but I guess its probably the closest thing to Cowboying these days. I did expound on some of my adventures. There were nights that I spent under the stars and using my saddle as my pillow. I saw more than my share of big mule ear deer, antelope and mountain lions. I could sing a few Chris LeDoux songs.

It was obvious that Daniel was enchanted by what I was saying. The others told me that all Daniel wanted to see on his first ever trip across the pond were real cowboys. Now they wouldn't have to go in search of them. As Daniel gushed and listened to my stories, he made more and more contact with me. His hand eventually went to my leg. He did rub it and squeeze but he never really got close to my junk. I had developed a nice hard boner and I was hoping that Daniel would give it a little attention. I could also envision a problem happening if we got a little more intimate there in the middle of the casino.

The pit boss broke things up by telling the boys that if they wanted to make the show at NY-NY, they would have to head that way quickly. They all said it was a pleasure, and that they would look for me tomorrow, they tipped the dealers and headed toward the cashier. The dealer and I laughed, the pit boss put his head on the kiosk. Then Daniel ran back and hugged me. He said he just had to hug me for providing him such good fantasy material. He did smell good and the hug was nice, tight and warm.

I played a little while longer before coloring up and heading to my room. I was thinking that it had been an interesting night. On previous trips, I had been approached by hooker at the tables and at the bars. I never took them up on their offers. And I had stuffed a few dollars into G-strings and boned up during lap dances. I never really had an experience like that. I ended up sitting on the bed, towel in hand, something sexy on TV, and a bottle of the complementary hand lotion. Jacking off took the edge off so I could sleep. I went to sleep still thinking of the experience. I figured that was the end of it, just another brief experience in Las Vegas.

The next evening, I wanted to try my luck at Paris. I hadn't even been thinking about he previous evening. The people were coming and going. Some making the worst plays I've ever seen. I swore they just couldn't wait to give the casino all their money. Three players got frustrated at the dealer getting several two-pair hands in a row and had just left when I heard the English boys' voices. And I turned my head when I heard Daniel yell, "There he is!". They were all smiles as they gathered around the table. Daniel took the seat near me. They were telling me all about Zumanity as they got out of their money and started to play. Their prattle and silliness drove off the last two guys. They were both old and gruff and not a lot of fun to play with. One had to be 65 and with a nasty grey pony tail, I thought it looked more like a rat tail.

The cocktail waitress kept our table well supplied. The English boys do know how to tip. One of the straight boys fell in love with the cute waitress, he sure wasn't shy about getting her over to deliver the next round. And as if the boys weren't shy about talking, the alcohol really loosened them up. Not only did I hear about Zumanity but also about their day. They decided to do some scouting at Paris. They had heard that Paris was supposed to be the most gay-friendly casino in town. The pit boss their confirmed that they had a whole program with special sweets and hotel packages. That is when Daniel misunderstood the pit boss, he said he heard, "the hotel is sweet and hold their packages." That did get everybody laughing. When Daniel grabbed a hold of his own package, the deal could no longer deal. I was just amazed at how big Daniel's package appeared to be.

The table did settle down and most of the conversation was interesting but not associated with sex, or Daniel's obsession with cowboys. But the conversation Daniels was whispering to me had very much stayed with that obsession. I told him an embellished story of where I bathed when the pressure tank on the bunkhouse gave way. For a couple of weeks, I would ride out to the windmill, usually in nothing but boots and underwear. There was enough lights from the ranch buildings and moon to let me see where I was going but nobody from the road could see, that is if a car or pickup ever drove by at that time at night. I would pull a pipe off and let the windmill pull cold clear water up. It was almost too cold to shower under, even in the still hot night air. The alcohol had to have been affecting me because when Daniel asked if I jacked off as I showered, I told him all about it. I told him about sitting on the trough, jacking and having the cows wander over and watching intently on what I was doing. I felt like they were perverts watching me, and hoped they were thinking I had a hold of their momma's tit and they were coming for dinner.

I also told him about when I jacked afterwards. All my junk was so cold and shriveled up that I was playing with it to warm up. I just happened to bone up and had to jack off. I really played up the time I jacked off while under the water. That wasn't exactly that same time but it was under the water pouring out of the windmill, and it was cold. It was a great way to get cool on a very hot summer day.

Daniel had moved his hand up to my junk and would play a little when he could get away with it. He would whisper and ask me the last time I had been sucked. And ask me if I wanted him to do it. I wanted to give it a try, I was just nervous about doing it with somebody I had known only while sitting at a gaming table. Daniel took an open approach and talked about their rooms at Bellagio. He wanted to compare it to what I was staying in. I knew from staying there, his was much nicer. He still wanted to check it out so that when they came next time, they would know if it was acceptable. I was staying very closely and we got up to go look while leaving his buddies behind. They all knew anyway.

As we walked over to my room, Daniel leaned against me the entire time. I had my hand on his back and rubbed it. I could feel his smooth muscles in his back. I also had to rearrange my junk a few times. My dick was so excited knowing what was going to happen. And I was so nervous when I thought about it. When we got to the elevator, I grabbed his butt and directed him into the one going up. I was surprised at how well his butt cheek fit into my hand. When we got off the elevator and walked down the hall to my room, I started to have second thoughts. However, when Daniel wiggled his hand into the pack of my jeans and started exploring, there was no way I was turning back. Nobody had ever really paid attention to my butt, and I was liking it.

Once inside the room, Daniel pressed up against my chest and I wrapped my arms around him. I was expecting some kissing but since I was very new to this, I figured I'd just see what happened. I'd kiss if I got a chance but only if he started it. Daniel was content with me squeezing him as tightly as I thought was safe. He had found the bulge in my jeans and was grinding against it. And then Daniel saw the loo. He asked me if he could have a minute in the loo. He stepped in, shut the door and did his thing. I quickly put my money, wallet, and chips away in the safe.

I kept my room neat. There was only a small pile of guide books and ads on the desk. Everything else was stashed in my closet. I didn't know if I should pull the bed covers back, turn on the TV or radio, or strip my clothes off. I went to the window and looked out without focusing on anything. I rubbed my boner through my jeans and started telling it that it was going to get lucky soon.

I heard the toiler flush, the sink running, stuff on the counter get shuffled around, and shoes dropping on the floor. The door opened and out stepped Daniel. All he had on was a skimpy tight pair of panties. Black and shiney, no fly and a very narrow waist band. And a big bulge in the front. I could make out the shape of his head, at least most of it.

Daniel came running out and jumped against me. My hands went right to his butt. I was massaging and groping it. Daniels hands were pulling my shirt out and exploring all up under my shirt. I put my hands inside his panties and felt the smooth warm skin. Then he pulled back. He began telling me what he wanted to do. He wanted me to take my jeans and underwear off, and then put my boots back on. And he wanted to help me pull my boots off.

I sat in the chair, he stood in front of me and I put my foot between his legs. I gave him an assist by putting my other boot on his butt and pushing. My boots are easier to get off than he was making it out to be. His junk was getting smashed against the boot he was trying to pull off. He was liking it but eventually let the boot slide off. We repeated the same thing with the other boot, I just gave a little more side to side jiggling with my foot.

I stood up and let my jeans slide to the floor and I stepped out. I immediately adjusted my junk and felt a large wet spot had appeared from all the precum of anticipation. I was about to pull my underwear down, just plain tighty-whiteys. But Daniel forces my hands away and he lowered my underwear while his face was right there. My boner popped out and hit him in the face. The lights from the casinos outside put a glint on the line of precum hanging from the tip of my dick. Daniel put his hand under my ball and looked like he was going to dive on my dick. He stopped and told me to put my boots back on.

As I did that, he reached over for the wet washcloth that he brought with him from the bathroom. It was still hot as he washed my boner. He was gentle and thorough. Then he moved on to my balls. It was as much caressing my balls as it was washing them. He finished by having me spread my legs and he washed my butthole. This was giving me all kinds of expectations beyond just getting sucked.

Then, Daniel caressing my butt and my boots worked his head to my boner. His tongue tickled the very tip. He was telling me how good my precum tasted. His lips went to touch my head. His tongue encircled it. Daniel's stayed on my butt then and pulled my cheeks apart and squeezed them hard. Daniel took me in just a little deeper but then stopped and clamped him lips down on the end of my scrotum. He walked his lips up my scrotum, sucking in each ball when he came to them. My entire ball sac was in his mouth and my dick was laying on his forehead. I could feel him trying to swallow my balls. I wasn't worried about them going down but the feeling was immense. Daniel then let my balls come out and he went slowly down on my dick. I could feel the cool air in the room blow on my balls as well as his hot breath.

It seemed like forever as Daniel worked his mouth all the way down on my dick. As he was pushing for more, I could feel my dick head hit the back of his throat and he was again trying to swallow it. One of Daniel's hands was now caressing my boot. Another was up under my balls. Daniel began to move his head back and forth, the way that I was used to getting sucked. He only did that a little while. Then he stopped and started nibbling my dick. Doing it up and down, on the top and the bottom. His hands were squeezing my balls a little tighter than needed but it wasn't painful. I told him that I was about to fall over and we moved to the bed.

He positioned me, with my boots up and legs spread wide. Just a little more quick nibbling on my dick and then Daniel was back on my scrotum. I was enjoying the scrotum sucking more than I had any other dick sucking ever in my life, other than maybe my first time but that lasted so shortly that I can't compare that much.

Daniel had me moaning and groaning. When he went back to my dick, I was so ready to cum. I am really surprised at how long I actually lasted until I was bearing down and trying to keep from releasing. As I was shooting, Daniel put finger right on my butthole and shook it back and forth as fast as he could. I was filling his mouth up and I could feel some of my cum leak out of his mouth and onto my balls. As I shot the last shot, Daniel slid back and let the cum leak from his mouth unto my boots. His tongue spread the cum around and he licked it back up and swallowed every drop. When I wiped away a line of cum on my balls, Daniel quickly moved up to get that cum and suck every drop off my balls.

I was spent! I wasn't sure I could move. I left my legs spread apart, my junk completely exposed. I just wanted to catch my breath and be able to move. Daniel watched my boner get softer and softer and he played with himself. I moved up on the bed to let him join me. He moved so that I put my hand on his junk. His precum had soaked his panties. When I found the top of his undies, my hand immediately went inside. He stopped me just as I felt wet hot soft skin. Instead, he held the back of my hand as I stroked his boner through his silky panties. His back was against my junk, his legs were wrapped around my boots, and our hands were stroking him. Then I could tell from his body that he was ready to shoot. I stroked him as fast as I could and he was biting his lip and digging his free hand into my butt. Then the cum started shooting out. It was loud enough to hear it shoot out. The sound of his dick squishing around and the wetness told me he had a huge load.

We stayed like that for a little while. Letting our heart rates return to normal and recovering. Daniel rolled off of me, smashing one of my balls a little too much and told me to stay. Daniel went back the bathroom and I could see enough from the multiple mirrors in the room that he was washing the cum from his junk. Then he came out with a clean wet hand towel and washed all my junk and down my legs. I only got half hard but very much relaxed.

After a little bit, I walked a dressed Daniel to the door (his panties soaked in his own cum). I thanked him, he thanked me and then we talked about getting together the next day. I stood with the door open in nothing but shirt and boots. I really didn't care who was walking by.

I did have to but some shorts on and run out to the vending machine to get something to drink. When I got back, I was amazed at how strong the smell of cum was. I could even tell it was Daniel's as much mine. I did sleep very well, naked with my clothes all thrown on the ground.

It was back in my college years that I had one-night stands. Those were with girls, and girls that I had known for a while. I always woke up with a lot of grief and remorse. That is once I realized where I was. The morning after with Daniel was not so bad. I woke up and flipped my sheet back. I looked down at my boner sticking straight up to the ceiling. I talked to it and asked if he liked the way he was treated the night before. I made my dick flinch to imitate a nod. I rubbed my balls and boner for at least a half an hour as I took my time waking up. I finally got serious and propped myself up on the pillows and jacked hard and fast. I did enjoy watching the cum come out of my dick, I kept thinking how it shot inside of Daniel's mouth.

As I showered, it began my thinking about how Daniel kept me from directly touching his junk. And how he kept his undies on so that I couldn't see what he had. As bold as he was about everything else, I wondered why he kept me from that. I thought about jacking again in the shower but I just let my dick stay half hard and got out. We sure did use our supply of towels and such.

My day got off to a later than my usual start. I was just feeling great about the night before and was just moving slow. I loaded up my clean jeans with player cards, money and chips. I even noticed that my boots had a bit of a shine on them. I was heading out the door when the phone rang. It was Daniel and he and his lads were wanting to plan to get together. When we hadn't been talking cowboys, or sex, I had told them about a few places in town that they might want to check out. All of us were starving and we had to go one particular bar and grill. We made plans to meet at Toby Keith's I Love This Bar and Grill.

I swear Daniel creamed his jeans when he walked in and saw pictures and cutouts of Tody and others in their finest cowboy attire.

The day turned out to be a nice adventure. I had to take over the driving. I hate the traffic in Las Vegas but when you have a young Englishman at the wheel on the wrong side of the vehicle, driving on the wrong side of the road, I knew it was safer for me to drive than to give directions.

I also learned a little more about the other boys. Michael was the groom. He had known this girl since they were 11 years old, I didn't understand the 6th year and all the forms and such. They all knew that those two would get married, it just took Michael forever to ask her. Michael was about 6 feet tall, well built. Dark brown hair that he used enough stuff on to never move, no matter how strong the wind. He had one crooked tooth on the bottom and I had a habit of looking at it when he talked. I would consider him handsome but certainly not gorgeous. He always looked like he was considering the situation.

Josh was the other straight boy. He was always moving from girl to girl but would end up going back to his college sweetheart. He was taking over his father's practice. I'm not sure what it is but its not being a doctor. He had light brown hair, almost blonde. It would start out neatly combed but he was always running his hand through it and giving it a natural looking mess. It was his very light grey eyes that made me look at him. I think he could have been a model.

Gregory and William were gay, and were currently a couple. They did seem very comfortable with each other and them being a couple was obvious with the way they chose to sit next to each other and the way they watched out of each other's movements. Gregory was thin, his wrist bones were very apparent, his facial features were sharp. He was quick witted and seemed to be ahead of the conversation. He would have been much cuter if he had a decent hair cut. It seemed that he was working his way out of the Esher community, mostly because of the way his father had treated him. William had a big round face, and another bad haircut with straight bangs. There was no way that you could call William unattractive. I think if I was part of that group, I would have been best buds with William.

We did have dinner plans but it turned into clubbing, drinking our dinner and trying to talk over the loud music. They were enjoying the music but I honestly couldn't stand to be in the place. If it hadn't been for Daniel and I coping feels through the night, I would have left or gotten us all to move on. I might have been a little happier to be there if I had been drinking as much. We didn't have far to go back but I'd been on major streets and I sure don't need a DUI. Finally, there was talk about going back to the room. I encouraged that and before long we were stumbling out. We stopped and bought a couple of bottles at the liquor store near the Bellagio. And then up to their rooms.

Adjoining rooms, Michael and Josh had a queen size bed for each other them. Gregory and William shared one queen in the room they shared with Daniel. They had big backpacks and roller suitcases all over the rooms. There was underwear, socks and other clothes strewn about the rooms. I even saw the black silky panties that Daniel cumed in last night. The evidence of cum was clearly visible.

The gin and Wild Turkey flowed freely. The Wild Turkey was selected because it is a cowboy's favorite. Things quieted down, we watched an old movie on TV. Michael and Josh were falling asleep and went to their room to go to bed. When they left, the other three told me stories of how when they were young that those two played all the games with them. They all shared beds naked, they took fun bathes together, and they had all sucked each other's dicks more than once. Then they just decided that they wanted girls and that all but ended playing around with them. Josh would still want to get sucked when he would break up with his girlfriend.

Gregory and William had gotten down to their underwear and were leaning on each other in their bed. I kept watching for some activity in their underwear but they appeared to be content with holding hands and rubbing a belly or a chest. A few long kisses slipped in every now and then.

After I had to pee, and I could feel the alcohol, I flopped down in Daniel's bed. Daniel was looking me in the face as he started unbuckling my belt. I just smiled and he continued to undo my jeans. He put his hand into my open jeans and felt my junk. It was making me feel so good. I could put a hand down the back of Daniel's pants and I felt his great smooth butt. Daniel undid his own belt and pants and slid his pants down to his knees. Gregory and William noticed that and turned their attention to us. Daniel grabbed each side of my jeans and I lifted my butt and he slid them all the way to my ankles and worked them all the way off. I grabbed my jeans to keep them close, I didn't put a lot of money in them but I still worried about getting ripped off.

Daniel worked his own pants off, almost falling off the bed and grabbing me to keep from hitting. The other boys laughed and one of them gave Daniel a push back up. When I saw Daniel take his shirt off, I did the same. I noticed that he had some of the smallest nipples I had ever seen on a grown up. Mine are on the large side. He seemed to like them though.

As we begin to feel each other up, I got thinking that I wasn't going to take my underwear off until he did. I wanted to see what he was hiding. I actually got to see William's dick first. I was a hefty thick thing. And uncut. I hadn't seen very many uncut dicks in my life. And really none in real life. There wasn't much indication where Williams dickhead was, until he pulled the foreskin back. It wasn't long before I got to see Gregory's. He was scratching his dick and balls as he came back from the bathroom. I got see his butthole first and the back of his swinging balls. He stayed bent over his bed talking to William like that for a while. I sure was enjoying it. As Gregory was swinging into bed, I got a good look at his uncut dick.

I couldn't help it, my hand went deep into Daniel's underwear. There I found a rock hard boner, with a hood that was longer than the head. I finally touched an actual foreskin. When I touched Daniel's dick, he hugged me tighter, when I felt his foreskin, he bit my chest a little.

I made some comment about them all being uncut. That got a few snickers out of them and a little conversation restarted. Gregory asked me if I was uncut and I said I wasn't. He rolled out of bed and motioned to Daniel. I was on my back and the two of them slipped my underwear down and off. Gregory tossed it on Daniel's head and he seemed to really enjoy the scent. Gregory felt my dick, looked at the scar, and looked very interested. William had to join the fun and he did the same. Daniel reacted like he was jealous and wrapped his hand around my dick to keep them from touching. I asked that they touch my dick or balls. I had to beg a little before they did and they laughed at me about it. It was an amazing thing. All the hands were doing something different. (It was in the 9th grade incident that more than one person touched my dick at the same time.) I was ready to get jacked off by them all. That's when Daniel rolled on top of me and eliminated the other two.

I had to get Daniel completely naked. He didn't fight me at all as I slipped his royal blue silky panties off. I did sniff them before I tossed them aside. They did smell so good that I wanted to eat them.

It seemed like hours that Daniel and I rolled around. Our dicks were pressing against each other. I groped every park of my body. When I started to rub a finger over his butt hole, he responded by working his finger into my hole. We nibbled on each other's nipples. His did get hard but it was like sucking on a BB. We did kiss, hard and long and deep. His tongue was doing tricks in my mouth that I couldn't believe.

At one point, Daniel got up and moved so that he was sitting on my face. I sucked his dick, running my tongue under his foreskin. I think I cumed a little during that. I sucked his balls. And I even tongued his butt hole. I had never down that in my life, man or women. He would jump every time my tongue touched his hole. I went back to sucking his balls and I could tell how much he liked it. For a skinny young lad, he had a set of balls on him! I had to fight for air a few times. His balls completely filled my mouth and when he leaned forward, he would cover my nose with the bottom of his dick. I had to sit up to force him off before I suffocated.

When I looked up, there were William and Gregory fucking. A leg was high in the air and they were on their sides. I never thought about two men fucking that way. It was working. They were both grunting and groaning.

Daniel had taken that opportunity to reach for the lube. He drizzled a good amount on my dick and then in his hand he got a handful and did his best to get it all around my hole and inside. I watched as he did a great job lubing his own dick and finger fucking his own hole to get the lube inside. I didn't know who was going to fuck who but I was going to have to do something soon.

I thought Daniel was moving into position, instead he got out of bed and grabbed my boots. He begged me to put them on. I didn't have to think about it too much. I figured I could fuck with my boots on. Then Daniel got at the foot of the bed. He pulled my boot covered foot to his crotch. I just let him have control of my foot. He pulled it hard against his dick and balls. He wanted me to push on his balls. I didn't want to hurt him and I pressed as hard as I thought I could. He angled my boot so that it was pressing hard on his dick. I pressed down and could feel it getting mashed between my boot and his pubic bone. I was convinced I was destroying his junk but he kept me at it. I did press a little too hard and said I was sorry but Daniel just kept telling me it was fine and to keep going. I started to get a good rhythm with the mashing and I was thinking that Daniel would be cuming at anytime.

Then, he rolled and held my boot to his chest. He told me to give him a second. I looked over and there were Gregory and William sitting on the side of there bed. Their dicks were limp and hanging long. The were slowly fingering them but not trying to get them hard again. As Daniel hung on to my leg, I looked over to them and made a face as if to ask them what to do. They both just shrugged and gave me a look like they had no idea of what was going on.

In few minutes, Daniel returned to life. He was limp and the foreskin was very long hanging beyond the head of his dick. I had gone limp too but when I saw that foreskin, I was on my way back to having a boner. I picked Daniel up and placed him so that I could play with his dick. I slid my finger inside his foreskin. It was wet and warm. I'm not sure it was cum or precum, but it was slick. I was so horny by that time that I had to fuck something. I was moving around to get to his butt. Then Daniel told me to wait as second. He kneeled on the bed facing me and said to let him try something. I watched as he worked his foreskin over my dick. It felt better than any pussy I had been in. Better than any butt hole. I started to shake and shiver. A few rubs made his skin cover even more. I was as fascinated by it all as much as I was lost in the feeling. We went back to kissing and when Daniel's tongue stopped, he started stroking our dicks. The foreskin stayed stretched over my dick as he stroked. It was reaching all the way to my pubes. I flopped out two times but it didn't take long to get back in. I could feel our dick head pressing together. I think I could even feel it when our pee holes matched up. Daniel stroked faster and faster and shook as I started to shoot. It felt to me like I was shooting right into his pee hole.

After I shot and he milked the last of my cum out of me, I collapsed on the bed. I could hear William and Gregory talking but the pounding in my head didn't let me hear what they were saying. I let Daniel move me around on the bed. He got me on my belly and them I pulled my knees up under me. I wasn't completely convinced that I was going to get fucked until Daniel got serious with the lube. I'm sure how much of the bottle he used but I was having a hard time keeping it in. I held still and tried to relax as I felt Daniel line his dick up with my hole.

Oh my gawd it hurt! I had never had a live dick in my butt, at least not with pubes growing around it or my dick. It felt like a tree limb was being shoved up my ass and I wasn't sure he was hitting my hole. With the lube, he shoved it quickly. He started slowly with the humping. It hurt each time he went in. I was hating the thought that I wanted him to fall out and just give up. It took awhile but it eventually started feeling a little better. I checked out my dick and it was as limp as I ever get.

When I felt Daniel pull out, I thought that was it. It didn't seem like he had cum but I wasn't paying much attention to his action. Instead, I felt him trying to turn me over. I complied, I could handled some kissing and such. As I rolled over, I saw William and Gregory still watching it all. Instead of getting on top of me, Daniel had me spread my legs. Another squirt of lube on his dick, and he was lining me up again. A few well placed pillows got me high enough for him to slide his dick in me. And it was much more pleasurable. He slid in with no pain. Then I jumped when he hit my prostate. Daniel began cranking up and each time he stabbed in, he would hit the right spot. It was like I was cuming each time he hit it. As he humped away, more and more precum oozed out of my dick. I was rolling in the bed, it was like I was on a constant cum for minutes.

I could see out the corner of my eye that William was jacking away and Gregory had a boner and was playing with his own balls as well as William's.

Daniel started cussing in his best British accent and I could feel his hot cum shooting out into my butt. A few more deep hard thrusts and Daniel collapsed. When his dick plopped out of me, I felt a shiver go all the way through me.

We moved around, found the pillows and started to fall asleep. One thing that I never realized is how smelly male on male sex really is. While I was thinking about getting up and going back to my hotel, I wasn't going out with the way I was stinking. I could tell from Daniel's signals that he wanted me to stay. Through the night, there was a lot of touchy-feely. In the morning, the Bellagio shower reminded me of why I liked that hotel so much. Its definitely big enough for two.

Thanks for reading this. This is my first contribution. I've just never had anything to tell about. I hope you enjoyed it. At least I got a chance to tell somebody about it. If you will, let me know what you thought about the story or what happened. My email is shadetreepro@hotmail.com