A HOT HOLIDAY IN AUSTRALIA - PART 04
Wagga NSW
Wednesday PM
The beautiful New South Wales countryside rolled by the Hume Highway as I travelled towards Wagga. At times it looked like a live art gallery. You could imagine artists painting these stunning rural scenes with the rounded hills and majestic gum trees.
An hour after leaving Yass, I stopped at the Dog On The Tuckerbox just north of Gundagai for a cup of coffee. This memorial to a famous Australian song used to be a pleasant tourist attraction but has been ruined over the years by a proliferation of ugly petrol stations, restaurants and tacky souvenir joints. Even the statue of the dog sitting on the tuckerbox isn't the original! The place also has a rough entrance road that never seems to get fixed.
The coffee was as dismal as the surroundings and once again I promised myself I would never return there. I got back into the car and was soon on the long bridge over the Murrumbidgee, Australia's second largest river.
I turned off the highway some time later and headed west on the road to Wagga. The countryside started to flatten out as I travelled towards the great western plains. It was mid-morning and I had made good time. If I hadn't arranged to meet someone in Wagga tonight, I would have been tempted to continue on further.
I arrived in Wagga about lunchtime. It was too early in the day to contact my friend as he would be at work until late afternoon. I decided to find a motel first and then have some lunch.
I turned off the highway and chose a motel that had a view of the river. They had a room that I could move into immediately, so I got my bag out of the car and settled in.
I'd never had a good look at Wagga before, so I decided to be a tourist for the afternoon. I walked into the busy centre of town and looked for somewhere to eat. A small, busy caf‚ looked to be a good choice and I had their soup of the day and a fresh home-made bread roll.
From there I walked back past my motel to the nearby Murrumbidgee River bank and connected with the Wiradjuri walking track that meandered along the river. The original inhabitants of the Wagga Wagga region were the Wiradjuri people. It was a very pleasant, easy walk amongst beautiful scenery with lots of birds. I spent a couple of hours walking and occasionally stopping to observe the wildlife.
I wasn't far from the town centre and, when I'd seen enough on the walking trail, I made my way back there and found a coffee shop that had very good coffee. Then I returned to my motel room and had a relaxing hour on my bed and read for a while.
By now it was getting on for four o'clock, so I rang my friend, Alan, who now lived in Wagga. I'd known him since our school days in Sydney.
He was delighted to hear from me and invited me to come to his house at 5pm when he would be finished with work. He gave me the directions and then hung up. I read for a while longer and then got up and had a shower before getting ready to go out.
I drove the ten minutes to Alan's place on the south side of town. He saw me walking up the driveway and came out to greet me. He'd grown his curly salt and pepper beard a bit longer since the last time I saw him and he still had a good head of hair. His face was quite brown from being out in the sun a lot. Body-wise, he was still in really good shape.
'You've put on weight,' he said, grinning.
'You're looking old', I replied. We were about the same age, but Alan didn't look it. He was, unfortunately, right about my weight...
We sat in the kitchen and he produced two beers from the fridge. He had the heating on and it was very cosy and comfortable. We spent some time chatting and catching up on each other's news.
'I was expecting you yesterday, I thought', he said.
I explained that I'd decided to stay over in Yass last night.
'OK, who was he?' Alan asked. He knew me well!
I told him about the Italian guy. Alan loves all the dirty details.
'Wow, that's hot', he said. 'You've got me all steamed up now. How do you feel about a quick fuck before dinner?'
'Sounds like a very good idea to me', I replied. Alan was one of the first guys ever to fuck me way back in our school days. We usually played whenever we got together over the years.
He led the way to the bedroom and turned around. Wrapping his arms around me, he kissed me and we toppled over onto the bed. He quickly got on top and kept on kissing me while running his hands feverishly over my body. He was always very passionate.
'Let's get these clothes off', I gasped. He got off me and tore his shirt off, followed quickly by his pants and shorts. I was busy doing the same. When we were both naked, he pushed me back onto the bed again and got back on top, grinding his hairy chest and belly against mine and kissing me deeply.
After a couple of minutes, he straddled my chest and shoved his hard cock into my mouth and tried to push it in as deep as possible down my throat. There was a strong creamy taste of precum which was quite exciting. I concentrated on swallowing his cock right down and managed it right up to his balls. He grunted with pleasure as I squeezed my throat muscles around it.
Then he suddenly withdrew his cock and sat back on his haunches.
'That was bloody close', he said. 'I forgot you could do that. Let's fuck'.
He reached over to the top drawer of his bedside table and got out a condom and some lube. He waved the condom at me and quizzically raised an eyebrow.
'I'm on PrEP these days. I'm fine if you want to fuck bare,' I said.
'Great', he said, tossing the condom back onto the bedside table. He covered his cock in lube and lifted my legs.
'Been years since I got to blow inside you', he said. 'I'll enjoy this'.
He shoved the head of his cock into my hole and kept the pressure up on it so that his whole cock slid in right up to his balls. He groaned and then started moving, slowly at first and then with stronger strokes. His cock is about seven inches and nicely thick with a big head on it. It felt great inside me. The thick bushy hair around his cock felt really good up against my hole, too.
'I'm just gonna go for it', he said. 'I badly need to cum'.
He held my legs up by the ankles, leaned forward and started hammering his cock in and out of me. He looked really hot concentrating strongly above me. Sweat was starting to appear on his forehead. I reached up and squeezed his nipples strongly. It just made him throw his head back and pound me even harder.
With a loud grunt, he shot his load into me, the wind whistling out of him as he had spasm after spasm. It felt like a good-sized load. Then he collapsed on top of me and kissed me deeply, exploring my mouth with his tongue. He felt like he was still cumming. Then he lay still on top of me, breathing deeply.
When he recovered, he pulled his cock out of my hole and grabbed a small towel which he jammed up against my ass and used the edge of it to wipe the cum off his cock. He grinned down at me.
'Oh, man,' he said. 'You're still the best fuck'.
'You, too', I said. 'Love having your cock inside me'.
'Great to cum inside you bare again', he said. We hadn't played in nearly 4 years. Condoms were still necessary back then.
'You want to cum?' he asked me.
'No, not right now', I replied. 'I'm fine'.
We got up and showered. His bathroom wasn't heated and I was glad to get out of there after drying myself off and getting dressed again.
'Shall we go out to dinner?' I asked.
'Yes, fine', he said. 'You like Vietnamese? There's a really good one close by'.
'Love it', I said, as I was putting my jacket on.
The restaurant was only a short walk from Alan's house and the meal was good. Afterwards, as we walked back to Alan's place, he suggested I come in for coffee before going back to my motel.
'I don't suppose you could take another load?' he said, as we finished our coffee. 'I am feeling extra horny lately. I don't know what's wrong with me'.
'Always happy to help a friend in need', I replied. We headed off to the bedroom again and undressed immediately. Alan asked me to lie back on the bed. He got on top of me in a 69 position and I took his already very hard cock into my mouth and down my throat. Alan started sucking mine, too, which felt very good.
Being very hairy, he felt good moving his furry chest against my body. Looking up at his asshole was exciting. He was very hairy around his hole. I ran my finger down the crack of his ass and felt him stiffen with pleasure.
I took his cock out of my mouth and pulled his ass backwards onto my face and stuck my tongue into that hairy hole. He started groaning immediately but kept on sucking mine. I could feel myself getting very aroused. Part of it was his expert sucking but licking his hot hole definitely added to the excitement.
'Fuck, stop that!' he said, getting off me. 'You'll make me cum before I can fuck you'.
He picked up the tube of lubricant, which was still on the bedside table from our earlier fuck session.
'Turn around, I want to do you doggie style', he said.
I turned around onto my knees, kept my ass up and put my head down on the pillow. His fingers loading my asshole with lube felt really good and then the hot head of his cock started stretching my hole open.
'I'll try and last a bit longer this time', he said, pushing his cock all the way in up to his balls. 'But it won't be easy, the way your hole grips my cock. Please don't squeeze too much or it will be all over'.
He started fucking me, slowly at first and then building up speed a little. The heat from his cock was spreading through my ass and felt great.
'Go over onto your right side', he said. 'I can watch my cock going into you in that mirror over there'. I did as he asked as he positioned himself behind me, keeping his cock in my hole as he moved. I was delighted to see the view in the mirror, too. My hole was stretched wide open by his thick cock and the pubic hair around it made it look even sexier. The hair was wet from the lube and glistening in the light.
'You're still squeezing my cock', he said, as he started fucking me again.
'Sorry', I said. 'It's just automatic for me. I'll try not to.'
'I'm getting close anyway,' he said. 'Can you handle a good hammering to finish?'
'Certainly can,' I replied, bracing myself. 'Go for it'.
He gripped my shoulder and rammed his cock in very hard and then started pounding very strongly, getting faster and faster. He was breathing very deeply.
He kept that speed up for about two minutes and then he gasped loudly. I could feel him cumming strongly deep inside me. I jerked myself off while it was happening and blew quite a big load too. It felt awesome cumming at virtually the same time as him.
Then we both collapsed. He kept his arm around me and his cock inside me for some minutes as we lay there. Every now and then I could feel his cock still jerking inside me. The heat from his cum was spreading deep inside me.
Eventually, he pulled his now slackening cock out of my ass with a 'pop' and got off the bed.
'Wow, you shot a big one, too' he said, when he could see what I had done. 'It was very neat of you to keep it all on the towel under us'.
We took turns showering in that cold bathroom and then got dressed.
'Where are you off to tomorrow?' he asked.
'Still heading west towards Adelaide but I'll take my time', I replied. 'Maybe Mildura? I haven't been there in a long time'.
'Do you want some contacts there?' he said. 'I know two guys there on a farm who'd enjoy pounding your ass.'
He wrote their names and phone number down. 'I'll phone them and tell them you're heading their way', he said. 'OK if I send them your picture?'
'Sure', I said.
He took a picture of me sitting at his kitchen table. I needed to go to the toilet again and, then when I finished gathering my things and got ready to leave, his phone indicated that he had a message.
'That was the Mildura guys,' he said. 'They're very keen to meet you'. I'll forward their message and pix on to you. You'll see they're certainly not shy!'
He gave me a long sensuous kiss good night at the door.
'Don't leave it so long before you visit again,' he said. 'It was really good to see you and great as always to have you! I reckon I'll jerk off thinking about it before I go to sleep tonight.'
To be continued....
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