Escaping It All Chapter 2

Hi all! This story is entirely fiction based on my own ideas/fantasies. This story is about gay men consenting to gay sexual activities. If you are a minor or this type of material offends you, please leave now. Please don't reproduce this story without my permission because it's my work and I own all the rights to it. Advice and Comments welcome at jjabbondanti@hotmail.com

Thanks, Julian

Escaping It All - Chapter 2

After a long day of traveling and my interaction with Javier, I spent the rest of the afternoon enjoying the white sand beaches and the salty sea breeze as I relaxed in one of the comfortable loungers offered by the resort. The warm sun felt amazing against my body. Before arriving in the Dominican Republic, I had made sure to go out and buy some new swim shorts that showed off my "assets." As I was laying out in the sun, I couldn't help but notice how attractive the people at this resort were. Women wore slinky bikinis and the men were out with their ripped abs. Let's not forget to mention the deep V's that were cut into their torsos, or as I more commonly referred to them, their penis ravines. I was in heaven. I wasn't the only one that was enjoying the people watching from behind the comfort of my sporty Ray Ban sunglasses. There were also quite a few people who were checking me out. There were even some that didn't even try to hide it.

Under the hot sun, I chucked and thought to myself, I was no supermodel by any stretch of the imagination, but I definitely took care of myself. I stood about 5'11" tall and weighted around 165 lbs. My love of swimming and playing soccer had kept my body nicely sculpted. There was a hint of a six pack that had the potential to be more defined if I were able to get my love of food under control. I have always loved pasta, but what could I say, I'm an Italian. Over the years, I received many compliments on my uniquely colored grey eyes that always seemed to have the slighted twinkle and sense of mystery around them. My dark brown hair was almost always styled in a sort of quiff. For as long as I could remember, I always kept a tight beard that framed a pair of plump and juicy lips. My friends joked that I had a pair of "DSL's" (Dick Sucking Lips) and they weren't wrong! I couldn't believe that in just a matter of days, I would be turning 28. Gosh, I felt old.

My sun tanning and people watching was rudely interrupted by the sound and sensation of my stomach growling. I hadn't eaten anything, apart from what was served on the plane ride here, and I was starving. I packed up the tote I had brought with me to the beach and checked my phone. It was nearly 6pm. I took a few pictures that I hoped would be good enough to go on Instagram later and then started making my way back to the villa to get changed for dinner. I had definitely gotten a good amount of sun today and knew that in just a few days, my already dark olive complexion would be even more bronzed.

I quickly changed into something more suitable for dinner and downed a water before I headed out towards one of the many restaurants that the resort had to offer. I had made the decision that I wouldn't venture away from resort for the first night. As I was going solo, I decided that I would opt for the Japanese Teppanyaki restaurant on the other side of the resort. My hope was to be seated with some other travelers around my age in order to make some new friends.

I made my way along the winding path that led to the restaurant. I was surprised to find that it wasn't all that busy. When it came time to be seated, I was shown to one of the tables with a middle-aged couple and their two daughters who looked to be in their late teens or early twenties. They were from Germany. They didn't speak much English but looked like they knew how to have a good time given the amount of alcohol they ordered.

As I was looking over the menu, I heard a deep voice with an Irish accent behind me say, "Excuse me, is this seat taken?"

I turned around and looked up to find a fairly good looking, college-aged guy staring back at me.

"No, it's all yours" I answered back.

He sat down and shortly after, another couple, who I learned were his parents, sat in the remaining two seats at our table. We all placed our orders, and while the German family made conversation amongst themselves, I struck up a conversation with the Irish family. I found out that they were here to celebrate their son, Jack's graduation from university. For someone who was here celebrating, he sure didn't seem to be enjoying his time all that much. I later found out that his girlfriend had originally planned to accompany him on the trip, but at the last minute couldn't go, so now he was stuck with his parents in this tropical paradise. I felt sorry for the kid.

With the exception of the interactive culinary display, the rest of the dinner was uneventful, albeit delicious. I bid farewell to the two families and began my trek back to the villa.

On my walk back, I couldn't seem to get the image of Javier's impressive bulge or his firm, round, bubble butt, both accentuated by his tight, white shorts out of my head. My mind seemed to wander and I imagined all the things that I wanted to do with him. I began to feel my already tight jeans becoming even tighter as the images flashed through my mind. Before I knew it, I was rock hard. In that moment, I regretted choosing this pair of Calvin Klein trunks and these tight jeans. I picked up my pace and hurriedly rushed back to the villa.

I rushed up the stairs and opened the door to my villa. Once again, a rush of cool air hit me like a ton of bricks. It felt amazing on my sweaty body. I closed the door behind me and made my way over to the wet bar. I reached for a rocks glass and poured myself a whiskey, neat. I took my shoes off and with my drink in hand, I made my way over to the master suite. I sat down on the edge of the bed, and picked up the note that Javier had left me. I stared down at the writing on the paper once again:

If you're looking for someone to help you with these, message me!
849-555-1254
xx Javi

My mind began to race, which in turn caused my heart to follow suit. Before too long, I felt the sensation of my cock pulsating beneath the tight fabric of both my underwear and my jeans. I reached for the button on my jeans and quickly removed them. Finally, I didn't feel so restricted.

I reached for my phone that I had thrown on the bed. Before I knew it, my thumbs were typing in the ten digits to Javier's phone number. I didn't know what to do. Should I text him? What would I even say? I hadn't done something like this in nearly 7 years. I put my phone down on the bedside table and reached for my glass. I took a big gulp and felt a pleasant burning sensation as the whiskey traveled down my throat.

"Calm down, Julian, you've got this" I said aloud, reassuring myself.

After a few minutes of contemplation, I picked my phone back up and began typing him a message.

--Hola Javier, it's Julian from the resort. What's up?

I stared at the screen for what seemed like ages before I finally found the courage to hit send. My phone displayed on the screen that the message was delivered. I immediately got up and began pacing. I reached for the glass again and took another sip of my whiskey. I walked all around the villa, even going out onto the balcony to watch the undulating waves break along the beach. I walked back into the villa and headed for the master bathroom where I splashed some cool water on my face. I reached for the towel when all of a sudden, I heard that classic iPhone -DING-.

I raced over to the bed and picked up the phone. There was one new message waiting. I quickly swiped my finger across the screen to unlock the phone. I opened the messaging application to see that I had a message waiting from Javier.

--I wondered if I would hear from you, Mr. Julian. I have just arrived back to my home and I plan to go to the gym. How was the rest of your day?

I reached for my glass again to take another sip before I responded.

--I spent the afternoon at the beach and then I had dinner at the Japanese restaurant at the resort. Overall it was good. It would have been better with someone else to enjoy it with. =o)

I hit send and then made my way to the bathroom where I pressed play on one of my favorite Latin music playlists. The first song to start playing was Tusa by Karol G and Nicki Minaj. Whenever this song came on in the club, everyone seemed to lose their minds. I decided that I would take a nice warm shower to relax my muscles a bit. I started to get undressed. I started by unbuttoning my jeans. I slid them off my legs before I moved on to the button down that I had on. I was about half-way done unbuttoning my shirt when I heard my phone alert me to a new message.

--I would have loved to be able to accompany you today. What are your plans for tomorrow?

As I read his message, I realized that I came here not having many plans. I was just hear to relax and spend a few days while I waited for my best friend's conference to be over so we could see one another.

--I don't have any plans right now. I was considering renting a kite board and trying my luck. I saw quite a few people on the water today and they looked as if they were enjoying themselves.

The rush I got each time I sent a message to Javier was profound. Why was this happening? He was just another guy, right? I thought to myself. No, he wasn't. He was one of the sexiest men I have ever laid eyes on. I finished unbuttoning my shirt and slid it off my shoulders. I stood in front of the mirror in the large bathroom. I looked myself up and down. It was more evident now that the sun really did a number on me. I was going to have to use more sunscreen in the coming days or I would be in trouble.

My eyes continued downwards. My chest was defined with a light coating of fine hair that got thicker the lower my eyes went, ending in a nice happy trail. My happy trail disappeared into my Calvin Klein trunks. My eyes stopped and seemed to focus on how well filled out my underwear was. I could see the outline of my still semi-erect cock that was dressed slightly to the left. I hooked my fingers in the waistband of my underwear and slowly pulled them off.

I stood there, naked, in front of the mirror. I took one more opportunity to look over my whole body. For the most part, I was very happy with what I saw, but knew that if I worked a little bit harder, the abs that wanted so much to come out of hiding would show themselves. I was relieved that I took the time to trim and manscape my body hair before I traveled. There was definitely something to be said about how much larger one appears when they keep things nice and trimmed downstairs. I appreciated my Italian heritage for blessing me. I had never measured myself, but if I had to guess, I was at least 8 inches long and there was no denying it, I was thiccc. I was quickly brought back to reality by the sound of my phone.

--Kite boarding is a great workout. You will feel it in your core and arms the day after for sure! If you aren't doing anything in the evening, I wanted to see if you had any interest in getting out of the resort and checking out one of my favorite restaurants in the area. You will be able to get a much more authentic Dominican experience. There is also a great little bar I know that has great music for dancing.

Oh my god, I thought to myself. He was asking me out on a date. ME! This couldn't be. Should I go, I wondered? I had just gotten out of a long relationship. Was I ready to go on a date?

I picked up my phone again and began typing a response.

--That sounds like a lot of fun. I would love to. What time tomorrow?

I sent the message and then just stood there staring at the screen. One of my favorite songs, Amigos Con Derechos, by Reik and Maluma began playing. The suave voice of the lead singer of Reik mixed with the sultry voice of Maluma in this song had me dancing slightly.

I reached my hand into the very large walk-in shower and turned on the water. I hadn't noticed before now, but the shower was fitted with two rainfall shower heads on the ceiling and it also had some sort of water sprayers that were coming out from the wall. As I was waiting for the water to warm up, my phone went off again.

--I should finish work around 5pm. I would need to run to my house to change and then I can be back at the resort by 7pm if that works for you.

I smiled as I typed, --That sounds great! See you then!

It was a matter of seconds before he replied back, --It's a date! ;-)

I couldn't believe it, I knew that anyone that saw me in that moment would think that I were a crazy person given the permanent smile that seemed to be plastered on my face.

I put my phone down on the counter and stepped into the inviting shower. As I opened the door, steam seemed to billow out. The warm water felt amazing as it fell over my body. I reached for the soap and began to lather it up in my hands. I started with my neck and shoulders. I proceeded to give myself a small massage. The warmth from the water was so relaxing. Combined with the impromptu massage, I felt great. I continued on by lathering up my chest and abdomen. My soapy hands made their way further down. I began soaping up my noticeably erect cock. My hands slid back and forth. I threw my head back and let the warm water fall directly on face and chest and ran their way down the length of my body. With closed eyes, my mind immediately went back to my thoughts of Javier. The movement of my hands on my pulsating cock seemed to speed up as I imagined Javier in the shower with me. My back was pressed into his body. His very hard cock was resting on my ass. He pulled my neck back into him and held my chest as he kissed and sucked ever so gently on my neck.

I found myself moaning in real-life as my hands continued their rhythmic movements back and forth. As my left hand slid along my long shaft, my right hand was busy playing and tugging my full balls.

My imagination was running wild. Javier spun me around and placed a fierce kiss on my lips. He took my face in his hands and looked me directly in the eyes. In that moment, I knew exactly what he wanted. I nodded in agreement. Javier once again spun me around and grabbed a fistful of my hair. He pushed me forward and then pressed on my lower back in order to get more of an arch. My arms outstretched on the walls of the shower in order to find my balance. I felt him running his cock in between my firm round ass cheeks. He made his move and thrust his hips forward. Before I knew it, he had found his rhythm in my fantasy that matched my own rhythm in real life. My breathing became more rapid and even a bit jagged. I knew that I was close. I felt my eyes roll in the back of my head as I had one of the strongest releases. My entire body shook in immense pleasure as rope after rope of thick and creamy cum shot from my pulsing cock. I opened my eyes only to see the last traces of my adventure making their way down the drain.

My legs were weak and I was out of breath. I couldn't remember the last time that I had such a powerful orgasm in all my life. It felt so good. I finished my shower by washing my hair and giving my body a final quick scrub. I got out of the shower and dried off with one of the plush white towels that the resort offered. I quickly brushed my teeth and made my way back into the bedroom where I threw on a pair of underwear and climbed into the most luxurious bed I had ever been in.

I interlaced my fingers behind my head as I relaxed on the bed and stared at the ceiling. I was so excited for what was to happen the next day. As I drifted off to sleep, extremely satisfied, I wondered if there would be a repeat of my shower fantasy in real life tomorrow night.

Only time would tell....