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HAWAIIAN VACATION – Part 2
After three days of hiking Matt and I decided to spend a restful afternoon at the resort's pool. Little did I know it would turn into a day of big surprises.
The first came after our post-sex shower when we were getting dressed for the pool. Matt went into his suitcase and pulled out a new white speedo-style suit. That was a switch for him – he'd always preferred board shorts.
"What do you think?" he said as he held them up.
"Very nice," I said. "But will your penis fit in it?"
"I don't know," he said. "This is my first time trying them on."
It was a fair question, because Matt is hung like no one else I've ever been with: seven inches soft, more than eight when hard and fatter than a small child's arm. He normally wears extra loose pants to keep his bulge from being so prominent. This swimsuit was going to be an adventure.
Matt slid the lycra garment up his legs and pulled it over his firm, muscular ass. It fit fine in the back. Even better, the suit was one of those with a seam in the crack of the ass so it highlighted his delicious bubble butt very well.
The front was not so easy. At first Matt tried stuffing his cock and ample balls in the front pouch, but it looked like he'd put a large orange into his suit. We both laughed at the way it looked, sticking out a good six inches from his waist. Then he tried tucking his junk to the left and the right, but no matter how he arranged his package it was still very obvious that he was packing massive meat.
"You should just go out nude," I told him. "That suit doesn't leave much to the imagination."
"That's why I got it," he said. Then he tossed another swim suit to me. "Try it on," he said.
It was just like his, only dark blue, his favorite color. I put it on and off we went to the pool.
Matt got a lot of attention from the other hotel guests as the pool attendant took us to the cabana I'd reserved early that morning. People of both sexes squirmed uncomfortably in their pool chairs as he walked by. I suspect he would have gotten about as much attention even if he'd worn a less revealing suit. But in this white speedo he was sex on a stick.
"They're all looking at you, I told him."
"Not true," he said. "A lot of them are looking at you."
"He's right," the pool attendant said, though I'm not sure to who.
Once we reached the tent Matt put his day bag down, grabbed a beach towel and dashed off to take a swim in the lagoon by the hotel. "Come with me," he yelled.
"Later" I said, winking at him.
Maybe half an hour later he came back up from the beach. He was soaking wet and just as I'd suspected his white suit was practically transparent. You could clearly see not just the outline of his big dick but the dick itself. It was lewd, over the top and very hot. I wasn't the only one who noticed. Quite a few men and women unconsciously began rubbing themselves between their legs. A few of them took pictures.
One male couple about twenty feet away from us seemed especially interested. They looked to be older than me, I guessed in their 60s, and Matt was clearly fantasy material for them. Both of them were showing wood and making no effort to hide it.
While Matt was inside the cabana tent resting out of the sun one of the excited men walked over to where I was sitting.
"Excuse me sir," he said. "Is that your son in the cabana?"
"No," I said, laughing. "Our relationship is a little different than that."
Matt had overheard the question. "I call you daddy sometimes," he said.
The man sat down in a vacant chair and chatted with me for a while. I learned that his name was Jason and his partner was Sam, and they'd been together for almost 30 years. Honestly he wasn't very interesting and I was about to jump in the pool just to get away from him when he whispered that there was something he wanted to ask me.
"Go ahead," I told him.
"Can we have more privacy?" he asked.
"Anything you want to tell me you can say in front of Matt," I answered.
"Very well, then. My partner and I have a proposal for you. Your boy is very good looking and is, shall we say, exceptionally well endowed. And you sir are quite attractive, especially your amazing chest. We'd love to watch the two of you have sex. We're not asking to participate, just to watch and maybe satisfy ourselves while we do. And we are prepared to pay, shall we say, $1,000 to watch you fuck him and to watch him fuck you."
I almost laughed. The guy acted like he was offering us a life-changing amount of money. Matt was about to start a $200,000 a year job and I was making well more than that. Hell, our suite cost more than that per night. I was a little insulted by their offer, and thought about telling him to shove his money up his ass but then I had a better idea. We certainly planned to fuck after the day at the pool. Maybe we could have some fun and teach these guys a lesson.
"We might be willing to do that," I said, "but I have a little different bargain in mind." Then I whispered to Matt, who smiled and nodded in agreement with my plan.
"We'll have sex and let you watch," I said. "I'll fuck Matt and then he'll fuck me, and we'll do it in your hotel suite. But we don't want your money. Instead we'd like for you to join us in the shower after we're done. Is that a deal?"
The guy's eyes lit up like it was his first Christmas. He thought Matt and I were going to have sex with him and his partner.
"That's a deal," he said. "Shall we say six o'clock?"
"No," I answered. "We will say five o'clock."
"Excellent," he said. "A little before dinner treat. We're in Suite 531. I'll see you at five."
Back in our room Matt and I cleaned ourselves out and showered together to get ready for our debuts as sex performers. I washed Matt, taking a long time with his huge cock, which was already partially hard, and his massive shaved balls. When I was done he got behind me and spread the Kiehl's bath wash all over my chest, paying attention to my nipples. He rubbed them, then twisted them and finally tugged on them until I was moaning loudly. He knew that this nipple play was likely to make me horny and it did. Next he cleaned my penis, which by then was rock hard. He took good care of my balls, alternately covering them with soap and then pulling them down sharply. I was getting incredibly horny, as I'm sure Matt intended.
Just when I thought I was about to shoot my wad he loosened his grip on my balls and switched to cleaning my back. He started with my shoulders, which he loves, then worked his way down to my ass. He massaged my cheeks until I was purring, then spread soap around my hole. I was surprised when he stuck a finger in, then another and a third.
"We need to loosen you up for the big performance," he said as he twisted his fingers around in my ass. "It's been a while since my cock has been here."
"A few months," I told him. "I wish I could give it to you more often, because it feels great every time you fuck me, but it also leaves me sore for weeks."
To my surprise Matt stuck the head of his cock in my ass. It was painful at first; when you aren't used to bottoming for a cock that's eight inches around at the head the initial penetration can be a lot to take. He waited for my ass ring to loosen and then slid the rest of his cock in. I gasped and felt my hart racing, just as I did every time he is inside me.
"Does that feel good, daddy?" he asked as he slid his cock back and forth inside me. "Those men are going to be so jealous of me, getting to fuck a hot stud like you."
"They'll be jealous alright," I told him, "but they think you're the hot stud. And you are."
He only stayed inside me a couple of minutes before pulling out. He turned me around to face him and kissed me passionately. I reached down and took both our cocks in my hand and rubbed them together, but stopped when I was about to cum.
"Let's go," I said. "We'll give them a shower they'll never forget."
At precisely five o' clock Matt knocked on the door of room 531, just down the hall from our own suite. Jason, the gentleman who'd made me the indecent proposal, answered the door. He invited us in and offered us champagne. We both declined, ready to get down to business.
Matt and I quickly undressed each other. We'd just worn shorts and t-shirts, so that didn't take long.
Despite their promise to keep hands off our hosts were not content to be passive spectators. As soon as matt was naked Jason walked over to him and began to rub his ass and fondle his cock. Sam approached me and put his hands on my pecs, grabbing them roughly. "You have hot nipples," he said as he began to pinch and tug them.
Matt, who didn't seem to be enjoying Jason's attentions, walked over to me and took Sam's hands off my chest.
"I'll take care of those," he said. "You guys go have a seat and enjoy." Once they had backed off Matt attached a pair of nipple clamps to my chest. "Now fuck me," he said. "Fuck me hard. And cum in my firm young ass." He climbed onto the bed, laid on his back and raised his legs, exposing his tight hairless boypussy. To tempt me even more, and tease our audience, he wet his fingers and stuck them in his hole.
"Fuck your boy, daddy. Give me your big cock."
Between the nipple clamps and the view of his perfect rosebud I was more than ready to take him. We'd both lubed ourselves after the shower, so Matt took my full length on the first thrust. He moaned, I sighed. Then I began fucking him for all I was worth.
Matt is far from passive or quiet during sex. As soon as I was fully inside him he wrapped his strong legs around my waist, grabbed my back and pulled me in for a kiss.
"I love feeling your cock in me," he moaned. "Fuck me harder. Fuck me deep. Fuck me. Fuck me."
When I leaned up from the kiss Matt grabbed the chain that was attached to the nipple clamps and pulled it toward him. It felt like the tips of my nipples were going to be torn from my chest. I yelled, half in pain, half in extreme pleasure. Then, without much warning, he used the muscles in his ass to clamp down on my cock. That sent me over the top. I shot inside him, seven spurts of my thick cum bathing his insides. My whole body shook from the intensity of the orgasm.
For the first time I looked at out two hosts. They were jerking one another's surprisingly large cocks, but not too vigorously. I could tell they were waiting to shower with us. They had no idea.
Matt usually cums while I'm inside him, but this time we had a job to do so he held off. But after getting dick from me he was fully hard and very much ready to take me. I left him on his back, climbed up on the bed and sat on his stomach. We kissed while I rubbed my ass crack against the head of his dick, teasing him.
"Does daddy want some of my big cock?" he asked.
"I want all of it," I said.
"Then get on and go for a ride," he said.
The best way for me to take a huge dick like Matt's is to sit on it, which lets me control the pace. I held his cock in my right hand and slowly lowered my ass until my hole was directly above the head of his man rammer.
Sam and Jason, still jerking their cocks, moved behind us at the foot of the bed so they could watch him have his way with me. They gasped as my ass lips opened up to accept Matt's dick.
Once the head was snuggly inside me I took my time getting used to the invasion, then slowly began to lower myself onto his telephone pole of a dick. I think the sessions earlier in the shower helped me get comfortable, because Matt was balls deep in me in record time.
"Does that feel good, daddy?" he asked. "Does your boy feel good inside you?"
"Your big cock feels great inside me," I told him. "Like nothing else in the world. Now give it to me hard and deep."
At this point our hosts became cheerleaders. "Look how his hole is stretched," one of them said. "That boy has the biggest tallywacker I've ever seen," the other one answered. "I don't know how his ass takes it."
Fortunately for my wrecked and aching ass Matt had been close to cumming for an hour or more, so he wasn't going to last long. When he warned me he was about to cum I asked the two admirers where they wanted him to cum. One said "on your face," and the other said, "on your chest."
Matt obliged both of them. He pulled out of me and threw me on my back onto the bed. Kneeling at my side he jerked his massive dick a few times and then started shooting. His load was incredible: ten large juicy shots of mancum, four on my face and six on my chest. He invited our hosts to rub his load into my skin and they were happy to do so.
Once my heart stopped racing I remembered that there was one more item on our agenda with Jason and Sam. "OK," I said, "now it's time for a little group fun. Come on in the shower with us."
Jason and Sam eagerly led us into the huge bathroom. Typical for modern hotel suites it was massive, larger than some New York City apartments. The shower was big enough to hold a football team.
"Do you like the water as hot as you like your men?" Sam asked as he stood by the control panel that managed the computer operated shower.
"Sort of," Matt said, smiling.
"Don't worry about that," I said. "Right now we need you to leave the water off and kneel down on the shower floor." They did.
"Great," Matt said. "Now put your hands behind your head and get ready for our dicks."
When they did as instructed, Matt and I took our cocks in hand and hosed them down in piss. We soaked their hair, faces and crotches with the strong yellow liquid. We laughed when they gagged after some of our golden shower went into their mouths.
When we were drained Matt and I grabbed towels, wrapped them around our waists, and said goodbye to our embarrassed and humiliated hosts.
"Don't bother to get up," Matt said. "We'll let ourselves out." We then picked up our clothes and returned to our own suite, laughing loudly all the way.
"Want to have room service for dinner?" I asked Matt.
"No, let's go out," he answered. "We might have some more fun."