JEFF'S BACHELOR VACATION Bill Drake (billdrake@hotmail.com)
FOR ADULTS ONLY. The following contains depictions of sexual acts between men. If this is inappropriate for your age or offends you, go no further. The story is fiction.
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Jeff's Bachelor Vacation
Chapter 3
Between the sex and the personal connection, Jeff was in a pretty good mood the next day. He was even not all that fazed when a knock came at the door and he saw Ed standing there, wearing shorts and a polo shirt and flip flops. He looked more sheepish than horny. "Um, can I come in? I gotta apologize."
Sure, Jeff said, hoping he'd get it over quick. He may be a good looking stud but Jeff's patience was pretty low.
His hands were in his pockets and his shoulders hunched. "Buddy, I was an asshole yesterday."
"Yes you were," Jeff shot back.
Ed looked up at me, a pained expression on his face. "I deserve that. I just got freaked out and took it out on you."
Jeff wasn't in a mood to forgive but the intensity of his anger was abating. "Well, yeah... Look let's just forget it."
The man's face has a serious expression. "That's just it. I can't forget it. I keep thinking about it man. It's crazy. Can I say something man. You're a really really good fuck. That's why I freaked out. Cause I'm spending every moment of my vacation thinking of how I can sneak away."
Jeff sighed. "It was pretty hot for me, too," he admitted.
Ed got a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "Friends?" he asked, holding out his hand.
Part of Jeff thought he shouldn't accept the apology, but he took the man's burly hand and shook. The guy drew him into a hug. "You're a cool guy," he said as his left arm wrapped around Jeff, pulling him into a quick brotherly clasp.
Jeff had to admit the bulk of the man's body next to his felt real good. He could get used to this feeling, he decided. So when Ed's face was in front of his, the man's mouth finding Jeff's, lips open, tongue probing, well he didn't resist. Jeff kissed back.
The man was not suave like William or a romantic kisser like DILF Guy but his kiss made Jeff pop a bone. Ed's tongue was thick and he used it to explore the inside of Jeff's mouth as they made out in the hotel room.
Ed had a relieved, happy look on his face when they broke the kiss. "I've been thinking about that. What it would be like."
"Live up to your expectations?"
He nodded, smiling. "Better, buddy." He reached down and started undoing his shorts.
"You want another blow job?" Jeff asked, ready to give him one.
The shorts fell down. Ed was going commando and that fat erection poked straight up from beneath the shirt tails of the polo shirt. "Actually, I keep thinking about how great it was to fuck you. If you're up for it, I mean..."
Jeff peeled off his shirt, revealing his perfectly built and perfectly toned chest. "For you, anytime. Let me get ready. Wait here."
He prepped himself in the bathroom and when he came out, Ed was nude and splayed out on the bed, his heavy erection poking up from his beer gut. The contrast between the deep red-brown sunburn-tan and the creamy white crotch made his bulk look even more obscenely hot. Jeff crawled on it.
"Gonna sit on it, buddy? Damn your hole is so friggin tight," Ed sighed. "It's awesome."
He smiled up appreciatively, soaking in the view as Jeff did most of the work, opening up his own hole with that big dick and finally settling down on the hairy ball sac. Ed's hands reached up and started running all over Jeff's torso. "You're like a freaking magazine model. And I'm fucking you," he said. With a slow movement, he withdrew his cock part of the way and pushed back in, eliciting a moan from both men. Then once more. Soon the two were fucking.
"Fuck me," Jeff hissed, leaning back into the man's pistoning cock. "Fuck that huge dick into me."
"You like my meat? Like it fucking you?"
"Yes, sir."
"You're built for it, all right. Taking my dick like a pro."
Now Jeff was running his hands on the burly build of the guy, the expansive shoulders, the bulging chest, the strong arms, the swell of his stomach. It was all a turn on.
"Feel me up, man," Ed encouraged. "Two-hundred twenty pounds fucking you, bud," he winked.
Jeff grunted and a thin spray of semen started trickling out of his cock. Then a spurt, then he was outright coming. Hands free.
"Fuck!" Ed growled. He couldn't believe the sight. "I fucking turn you on, don't I? Fuck!"
With that he rolled the two over to a missionary position and started pounding toward his own orgasm. The new position worked wonders for him, and it took only about forty seconds to orgasm. He gasped and his body went rigid as he came.
The two met in a kiss afterward. Ed slowly extracted his met.
"Damn, I could go again, right now," Ed sighed, pointing down to his still erect penis, wet with sperm. "But I gotta get going. Sorry, man."
"That's cool," Jeff said.
It made Jeff a little sad to see this stud put his clothes back on, but then again he liked the easy-going no-strings thing they had going on. In his way, this Corporate Daddy was better than DILF Guy, at least in the way he drove Jeff's orgasms to new heights.
It was a little bonus to see the guilty kid look as the guy tucked back in and lean down for a quick goodbye kiss. "God, I never thought I'd get into this gay shit, but I gotta admit, you're turning me on it, guy."
He ruffled Jeff's hair playful and winked. Jeff laughed and leaned back, wondering if he'd need a morning nap after that fuck.
Jeff spent the day at the beach, reading and swimming. It wasn't crowded but many of the resort guests were there, families in tow. While Jeff preferred pool swimming to the sea, it was a treat to wade into the warm gentle ocean water in February. Maybe his ex William didn't always have such bad ideas, he thought.
He went back up to grab lunch. The best part of resort life was just being able to enjoy the hotel in his swimsuit, covered in suntan oil and flecks of sand. There was a certain liberty and laidback feeling to it all.
About ten paces from the veranda area, he heard a "hey" and turned around to see Ed, the man's beefy body jogging up behind him, a smile on the man's face. "How's it going, man?"
"Good," Jeff answered a smile on his face to match the corporate daddy's. The man turned him on, particularly the confident way he carried his body.
"I bought us some time," Ed whispered. "If you wanna..."
Jeff nodded. "You kidding? Anytime, man."
"You're going to spoil me," he said as they started walking toward Jeff's room.
They didn't bother to turn on the room lights but enough light filtered in through the drapes to let each man see the other's sun-tanned glistening body. Ed nudged his hand along Jeff's chin, tracing the jawline as he leaned in for a soft kiss. It was romantic and lusty at the same time, and Jeff found himself leaning into the married man's body, feeling the sticky warmth of his muscle and bulk against his own trim body.
"What do you say about giving me one of your amazing blowjobs, buddy?" Ed asked excitedly as he undid his board shorts and let them fall.
"Fuck yeah," Jeff answered and kissed his way down the man's torso and feeling the firm bulk with his fingers. When he got down to a kneeling position that now familiar prick was waiting for him. Rigid, thick, and dripping at the tip. Jeff licked up the salty sap and plopped the head into his mouth.
Ed moaned. "Oh man, that feels awesome. You got a hot mouth, buddy.... that's it, swallow my fucking cock. OH Christ!"
He laid his hand on Jeff's head to encourage him but otherwise he stood still, legs spread to steady himself, and he let Jeff do the work.
Jeff was happy to. He slurped the man's heavy hard bone and soon had a nice steady suck going on it. He couldn't believe that Ed was this erect, this horny after the load he'd shot that morning. But he was, rigid as a crowbar in Jeff's mouth as he bobbed up and down in a nice rhythmic motion that coordinated with a gentle suck.
They weren't in a rush, but Ed wasn't holding back either. Gradually his body tensed up and Jeff responded by picking up the pace, working his mouth to extract Ed's orgasm out from his rod. He was successful. Ed grunted loudly and came, his hot jizz firing into Jeff's welcome mouth and throat.
"God, yeah," Ed hissed, savoring the sensation of an orgasm that last at least a half a minute.
Jeff was turned on like crazy as he backed off the now depleted cock, the flavor of Ed's salty cum still on his tongue. It made his hardon ache more when Ed hoisted his body up into an appreciative kiss.
"That was awesome, buddy," he said. He then reached down and tentatively touched Jeff's dick, his finger grazing it then backing off like from a hot poker before he took another tentative touch then wrapped his fingers around the erection. "I don't think I can return the favor, man," he said. "Sorry."
"That's OK," Jeff answered, his breath shorter from the sexual excitement from Ed's fingers on his dick. "You gave me some good stroke-off fuel. Even your touch is amazing." He leaned forward and met the married man for a heavy kiss once more.
Ed looked like he was mulling something over. "I could... you know, stroke you off. Help you out. If you wanna."
Jeff nodded excitedly. "God yeah."
Ed grinned and stepped back, walking over to the bed. He lay back, propped up by the pillows and spread his legs, his heavy cock flopping between them. "Here... lean back against me and I'll jerk you off."
Jeff complied and relished the warmth and feeling of the man's chest and stomach against his back, the strong arms reaching around and applying the lubricant against Jeff's eager prick.
"Fuck," Jeff hissed, feeling the slick beefy palm massage his rod.
Ed smiled, happy to be giving his new buddy pleasure. "OK, if we take our time?" He gave Jeff's neck a soft kiss and started an excruciatingly slow stroke.
"Yeah," Jeff replied. "You're in charge, man."
Ed' left hand traveled up and caressed Jeff's toned abs and chest. "God, you got an amazing body man. Feels awesome."
"So do you," Jeff huffed, leaning back more against Ed's bulk, getting off on the contact.
"You really like my body, huh?" Ed laughed.
"Every inch," Jeff answered truthfully. "Big fucking powerhouse of a stud."
Ed wiggled behind Jeff to give his prick room. "You know how to give a guy a hardon man."
Jeff couldn't believe this guy was popping wood again but sure enough that beautiful cock rose and throbbed against his lower back as Ed masturbated Jeff slowly.
Then Jeff felt the man's fingers drift lower to tease his balls, running soft circles over his shaved nutsace with his wet fingertips. Then after a minute of that, they drifted lower, to stimulate his perineum, finally tracing their way down to Jeff's hole.
After the fuck that morning, it didn't take much pressure for Ed's thick forefinger to penetrate Jeff's pucker. If Jeff was turned on before, his dick flexed wildly in the air as Ed finger fucked him.
"Nice tight hole, buddy," Ed hissed, kissing Jeff's neck again. "So perfect." His finger bore deeper and soon a second was added. Ed could feel the remnants of his earlier seed slicken up the hole.
"You want in again, man?" Jeff asked.
Ed didn't answer but instead placed his hands on Jeff's hips and hoisted him up. Ed was bone hard once more and the thickness started pressing inward. Jeff braced his upper body in place with his hands on the mattress as Ed's girth entered him again. He let out a hiss of air as he got used to the sensation once more.
Even though Ed had fucked him just that morning the cock felt real big just then as it pushed in. He almost asked Ed to stop his entry, or to pull out but he concentrated on the hardness of the man's rod and the feeling of the guy's bulk against his back. Pretty soon Ed was balls deep inside him.
"Damn, buddy," Ed growled softly, now pumping into Jeff gently and running his fingers teasingly along Jeff's rigid bone as they mated.
"Fuck me," Jeff urged in reply, his senses now in overdrive. There was something intuitively skilled about the way Ed fucked, half power and half finesse, and somehow each time was getting better.
His words urged Ed on, too, and that heavy hard prick started boring deeper into Jeff, with harder pumps. Insistent, powerful strokes. Ed would jerk Jeff then remove his hand, moving his fingers to tease Jeff's drawn-up nuts.
Jeff couldn't help it. He started bucking his ass up and down on Ed's punishing rod, punching more and more of that dick up into him and matching Ed's power thrusts with each stroke. "Fuck!" he growled.
"You gonna cum, buddy?" Ed asked, his thick fingers now gripping Jeff's dick and giving a regular stroke. "Gonna come for me, man?"
Jeff couldn't answer, other than physically with a series of heavy cum spurts shooting out and painting his chest in white liquid. He was too distracted in his orgasm to realize that Ed was pumping his bowels full of another load. It was only when Ed eased him off his prick that he realized the man had come.
"You came again?" he asked Ed incredulously.
The man nodded, proud and content. "Third time today, buddy. Don't think I've pulled that trick since my honeymoon."
"God you're a stud," Jeff said with sincerity.
Ed gave Jeff a kiss then rolled to the side of the bed. "Listen, man, I gotta go, sorry."
Jeff stretched out and stood up, feeling his own load run down his chest. "Apology not necessary," he said. "I didn't think I was going to get another fuck today."
Ed puffed his chest out a little as he stepped into his board shorts again. "It was fun as hell, right?"
"You bet. I think that'll take the edge off for a while," Jeff laughed and Ed laughed too.
"OK, see you around?" He finally asked.
Jeff nodded and the two met for a soft kiss before Ed growled. "OK, I better go before you get my little guy ready for round four."
The quiet after Ed left was welcome. Jeff showered off and lay down for a well-deserved nap.