BEACH ENCOUNTER - ROUGH GAY SEX ON HOLIDAY
This is a graphic erotic story featuring:
- Graphic descriptions of rough gay sex between men. - Mild drug use. - Unprotected sex.
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I was on holiday in Spain when it happened. It was a beach holiday & I was
- I'd gone with mates & we were camping to save money. It had been fun but it was becoming more and more frustrating and awkward for me as the holiday went on. My three mates were all straight & whilst they were up for a party and a laugh, they wanted to go to all the straight bars and pull girls (which they'd been doing with different degrees of success ever since we arrived).
Although I was gay and a bit of a nerdy looking wimp (being very skinny with very pale-white sun-starved skin), some girls still found me attractive - I was cute and boyish looking with dark hair and dark brown eyes & I guess some girls were into that (especially after a few drinks). So, despite being a weedy gay boy, one or two girls had still shown an interest in me. The trouble was that, although I had no interest in girls at all, I had to play along a bit because none of my mates at that time knew I was queer.
The second night we were there one girl had got really into me. I couldn't dump her without my mates suspecting something, so I agreed to go outside with her when she suggested going somewhere more private. She took me down an alley and started snogging me and pressing herself against me but obviously it did nothing for me other than make me feel awkward. Even though she was drunk she noticed soon enough and got quite angry "What's the matter with you, are you fucking gay?" she shouted as she staggered off in a temper. After that I went for a long walk on my own & made sure I got back to the camp late enough to be able to pretend to my mates that I'd had sex with her.
It wasn't until the fourth night I found a gay bar. We walked past it & I pretended not to notice but I could help spotting all the hot guys partying inside, some bare chested and tanned, showing off hunky sexy muscles. Quite a few looked like local Spanish queers & I grew hard at the thought of having one of them take me.
"Look, it's a gay bar!" said one of my mates "Looks like there's loads of
gay boys at it in there! I wonder if there's a lesbo bar for the girls somewhere?"
"That's so gay!" joked one of lads & we all laughed. But at the same time
I was rock hard. I knew I wanted one of those hunks to thrust a big cock inside me and pump me hard. I wanted it bad.
Because we were camping the others usually tried to get to spend the night at a girl's flat rather than take them back to the camp site & partly for that reason and partly because we got blind drunk most nights we often got split up. I noticed that usually, if one of the guys went missing, it was always assumed it was because he'd pulled and had gone off with a girl – just like I'd pretended to do on the second night. Then and there I decided I'd slip off to that gay bar the first chance I got and see if I could find myself some cock. The others would probably just think I'd pulled a girl and gone back to her flat or something.
We hit the bars and had a few shots and then, later we got into a club. As expected the guys began to split up as they tried to hitch up with a girl. When I was sure they weren't looking I slipped away, nervously looking around to make sure no one had noticed I was leaving without a girl.
Ten minutes later I was back outside the gay bar. Taking a furtive look around, a bit nervous of who might see, I went to go inside. The only people who seemed to take any particular notice of me were a couple of English girls walking past, drunk, arm in arm – whispering to each other and giggling. I couldn't hear everything they said but I could just make out "...one of those boys from..." and then both girls giggled. One then looked straight at me and shouted "Oi mate! Get some cock up the bum!" and she stuck out her bottom and rammed her fist against her bum a few times provocatively as if to suggest anal sex. Both girls laughed loudly and staggered on, whispering and giggling together conspiratorially. I wasn't sure but I think one of them had paired off with one of my mates a couple of nights before. I felt scared in case they told one of my mates – but it was too late now. Music was thumping out loudly and lots of sexy guys were dancing and drinking inside – I had to go in.
I went to the bar and ordered a shot and took a little while to take in the eye-candy before taking to the dance floor – not a girl in sight – just how I liked it. It was hot and crowded and hot, sweaty male bodies were writhing around to the music, often rubbing up against each other. I wriggled about signalling I was available, hoping that some hunky stallion or other would want to fuck me tonight.
I don't know how long I'd been drinking and dancing and rubbing against sexy guys but after a while I was aware of an older guy dancing near me who'd rubbed up against me a few more times than most. He was probably in his mid-thirties, dark skinned, dark brown eyes and clearly a local Spanish guy. He was taller than me and fairly muscular (although be no means the most muscular queer in the bar) and was dancing bare chested, showing off his beautiful smooth brown skin. He moved closer and briefly rubbed his groin against my bum – I could feel the hard-on in his shorts brush against my buttocks. I responded with a coy laugh and pressed my bum towards him compliantly. He laughed and put his sexy strong brown arms around me drawing me close into him before thrusting his cock against my bum a few more times, simulating anal sex with me.
We swayed and danced together and every now and he humped me from behind, laughing and moaning with pleasure. "You like it?" he whispered into my ear in a strong Spanish accent "You like?" I moaned a satisfied moan of pleasure "Yes." I replied. He ran his hand inside my t-shirt rubbing my bare chest underneath. "Nice." he whispered, kissing the back of my neck "I like to fuck English boys. Nice and white and smooth." I closed my eyes and threw my head back in pleasure as his kissed and bit at my neck and ear, sticking his tongue in my ear and, at the same time, rubbing his massive cock up and down along the crack of my bum. His strong brown hands lustfully stroked my chest and belly underneath my t-shirt. I knew he wanted to have me and I knew I was his for taking. In a single slick motion he slipped off my t-shirt and tossed it aside onto a bar stool and carried on humping me as he stroked and groped the soft white skin of my chest, belly and sides. He got a popper out from a pocket in his shorts and offered it for me to inhale, I took a deep breath and for a moment my head swam and my body tingled with a pleasant buzzing feeling. The popper made his caresses feel more sensual and the feel of his big cock rubbing against me felt all the more intense.
A strong brown hand slid sensuously down my chest from behind, stroking
down my belly and playfully slid inside the front of my shorts to stroke my hard cock. His hand massaged my hard-on slowly and he bit my neck passionately. He gave me another hit of the popper. I stirred from my
dreamlike state of bliss for a moment, wondering if anyone had noticed what he was doing to me. One or two people had, but it was OK, looking around I could see other boys playing together in much the same way.
"I'm going to fuck you now." He whispered as he breathed heavily into my ear. "I'll fuck you on the beach, English boy, yes?"
"Yes!" I moaned. He stopped masturbating me and guided me out of the bar with firm strong hands. I was in a dream and let him lead me, happy to let him do whatever he wanted.
He led me out of the bar by the hand through a side door I hadn't spotted before. We entered a side alley that was away from the main street. He guided me with his hand groping my bum, pausing occasionally to passionately kiss the back of my neck and ram his dick against my bum.
Within no time at all we found ourselves down on the beach. It was late at night and it looked fairly empty apart from a straight couple walking together by the sea a fair way off in the distance. He led me in the opposite direction towards some run down old huts. One of huts was more or less open on one side & inside it was some old fishing nets and the remains of a small fishing boat, long since rotted away.
He pushed me firmly down on top of the nets and grabbing my shorts with both hands and pulled them off in a single motion that clearly showed he'd had a lot of practice ripping gay boys' shorts off. I lay there naked and vulnerable as he stood over me, smiling triumphantly. He slipped off his own shorts reveal his massive brown cock, erect, fully eight inches long and very thick; lustful in its desire to fuck me. He knelt over me and firmly clasped my hands, forcing them down just above my head, pinning me down. He pressed down on top of me and thrust his tongue in my mouth, rubbing his massive dick against my hard cock, forcing his legs between my legs ready to penetrate.
After a while he released my hands to offer me another hit of the popper. I breathed in deeply and felt my anal muscles tingle ready for his cock. Although I was drunk and buzzing from the popper I knew we ought to use a condom. He'd already said he liked fucking English boys & I'd bet he'd probably fucked loads of boys like me all summer long. I knew it would be risky, and I was nervous. "We ought to use a condom." I whispered. But he did not seem to understand; perhaps his English was not good enough – or perhaps he just didn't care. He said something in Spanish that I did not understand. Then in English he said "I fuck you now bitch." He pushed my legs apart and pulled my ankles up to make my hole available, rubbing the very tip of his massive hard-on against my hole – his pre-cum moistening my rim. I could feel the intense tingling sensation of the gentlest brushing of his cock tip against my rim.
He paused briefly releasing my ankles – but I kept my legs apart and my hole available, gripping my own ankles to show I was his for the taking. I thought for a moment he was going to use a condom after all – but no – instead he just got out some lube and lubed up my hole and his massive brown dick. "We ought to use a condom" I whimpered again pathetically. He just laughed, said something in Spanish and then in a commanding tone "I fuck you now bitch." Then, kneeling over me and grabbing my ankles firmly, he rammed his massive cock, bareback, into my bum, slowly and forcefully easing it in deeper and deeper. I yielded totally, loving the sensation of his massive, throbbing dick slowly penetrating deeper and deeper inside me. When he was fully in as deep as he could get, he paused to give me another hit on the popper – I breathed in deep and enjoyed the thrilling, buzzing sensation of his big cock throbbing deep inside me, making me his bitch. I moaned and whimpered with pleasure as he began to slowly but forcefully thrust in and out, in and out, pumping me hard.
As he pumped me, a vague sensation of fear – or was it a thrill – washed over me. I was having bareback sex with a highly promiscuous stranger who obviously never used condoms - I'd never taken such a massive risk before. The buzz of the popper and the thrilling sensation of his massive cock fucking me hard made my head spin with pleasure. I was risking HIV for a few minutes of ecstatic pleasure and what would no doubt be a fantastic orgasm. It felt so dangerous, so frightening, so thrilling, such a massive buzz. The very real risk of HIV made me feel like I was living on the edge. The risk taking was hot! It made me want to cum. It was so irresponsible, such a massive surrender of control, it was a total surrender to pure pleasure regardless of consequences. But I wanted it. I wanted his cock. I wanted to be totally irresponsible and not care about the consequences. I wanted to risk getting HIV. I hoped he had HIV. I hoped he knew. I hoped he wanted to use me and infect me. I wanted to be used like that. The thought of being used, abused and deliberately infected like a piece of worthless shit made sex so much more intense, more powerful, more ecstatic.
I took another hit of the popper and moaned a girlish sigh of pure pleasure. I wanted cock and I didn't care! I gave myself totally to him, and to the buzz of risky sex - flinging my hands behind my head as I yielded to his desires, moaning softly. He grunted athletically as he fucked me harder and harder; building up a faster and faster rhythm - ramming deeply and firmly and roughly – faster and faster. It was so hard and so rough that it hurt a bit – but the pain just made it feel even better! I was so hard and precum was already dripping from my dick. I began to play with myself whilst he fucked me. He was squeezing my ankles hard and growling like a bear as he fucked deep and hard, using my hole, thrusting his massive eight inch dick deep inside as aggressively as he possibly could.
After a little while he slowed down a bit to stop himself from cuming too soon – he wanted to use me for a long time, probably so that I'd have a sore hole in the morning to remember him by. I stopped masturbating for a while so I could last the pace.
I gazed out towards the sea as he carried on slowly but firmly fucking me. It was a beautiful moonlit night and it occurred to me that anyone walking past might be able to see us, although we were partly hidden in shadows. The risk of getting caught and the helplessness of my total surrender to his desires was a massive turn on. The risk of being caught and of catching HIV thrilled me beyond anything I could have imagined. I wanted this. Gradually he began to fuck more vigorously again, ramming in deeper, faster, harder and rougher; grunting with pleasure as he used me. I began to play with my dick again. I moaned and whimpered with girlish pleasure as he made me more and more into his bitch with each grunting thrust. My moaning was becoming more intense and fitful as I began to get closer and closer to orgasm.
I gazed out toward the sea again and was suddenly frightened and thrilled to see a straight couple walking slowly past by the shore, less than fifty yards away from where he was fucking me. They were clearly paying more attention to each other than anything else, pausing now and then to kiss each other in the moonlight. My lover had also seen them. He leant over me and whispered in my ear "You want them to see me fuck you?"- a seedy thrill shot through me with those words. He gave me another hit of popper, I breathed in deep and my whole body tingled, my ring dilated to further accommodate his ramming cock. "You want them to see me fuck you?" he whispered again, his hot breath filling my ear. "Yes" I whimpered helplessly "Yes, I want them to see." He smiled a wicked, mischievous smiled and began to grunt more loudly as he fucked me – like a randy, out of control, animal. A thrill shot through me, I threw my head back, masturbated frantically and moaned loudly in response. His thrusting became harder, rougher and faster – in and out, in and out as he grunted aggressively – louder and louder. It was so hot! I moaned loudly with pleasure at the thought of getting seen, masturbating frantically. The sounds of our grunting and moaning drifted out over the beach as he fucked me.
I don't know if they actually could see us but I saw them look over in our direction two or three times. But I was sure they could hear us. They were saying something but I couldn't hear them because my lover was grunting so loudly as he pumped me. It was so hot! I thought I overheard a female voice say "It's two gay-boys I think..."
I lost myself in the ecstasy of my boyfriend's vigorous fucking. He rammed it right in deep, quivered with pleasure and let out a large gasp as he sprayed a massive load of spunk deep inside me. I threw my head back and sighed with delight as I sprayed my own load all over my own tummy.
My boyfriend sighed with satisfaction as he slowly extracted himself from me and rolled down beside me, kissing me. I lay there fully satisfied, breathing heavily. I don't know if we'd been watched in the end because when I thought to look round, the couple had gone – they'd probably gone off to find somewhere of their own.
My lover cleaned the jizz off my tummy by rubbing in sand from the beach, playfully kissing and biting me as he did so. After a little while of that game we both started getting hard again, we laughed, kissed and toyed with each other's cocks for a little while.
"Now you suck my cock clean." He said in a firm tone.
He stood up and got me to kneel dutifully in front of him. He smiled a knowing smile. "Suck it clean" he commanded.
Obediently I took his huge manhood in my mouth. I couldn't get it all in straight off because it was so big. I licked and sucked him, tasting a mix of cum, lube and my own shit from when he fucked me. It was hot. I started to play with myself as I sucked. He began thrusting his cock down my throat more forcefully & I gagged a couple of times. Firmly he grabbed my head and forced me to deep throat his massive dick – I nearly choked – I'd deep throated guys before but never anyone this big. I spluttered but he just jammed in his dick in deeper and harder, forcing me to take it.
Grabbing hold of my hair he rammed it in and out, faster now and more aggressively, pulling my hair and fucking my head. "I fuck your head, English boy." He said in a intimidating, domineering voice. "I want to use your head." I spluttered and gagged a little as he forced me to take it but that just made him laugh. "Take it." He commanded. "You take it all bitch." As he jerked my head backwards and forwards violently, ramming his dick in and out in a frenzy, forcing me to take it whether I wanted it or not. "Suck off all that shit bitch." He commanded "Suck me clean you dirty bitch. Eat it all." I sucked and slurped as eagerly as I could, even if it was making me splutter and gag every time he rammed his dick hard down my gullet. I wanted him to use me and make me pleasure him, it was so hot. I was furiously masturbating whilst he fucked my head, building up to cuming once more.
A massive gush of spunk sprayed into my mouth and down my throat, filling my mouth so full and fast that it made me splutter and choke. "Swallow it." He commanded. "Eat it all." I did as I was ordered and greedily slurped down as much of the salty love juice as I could. It felt so good that I creamed myself almost as soon as I'd slurped down the first gulp. He laughed "Your head is a good fuck English boy" he said. Once he was sure I'd drunk down as much as I could he finally withdrew from my mouth.
Without saying anything he turned and pulled his shorts back on and slipped back into his flip-flops as I knelt there naked, savouring the salty taste in my mouth and feeling I'd been well and truly used. The sex had been rough, risky and dirty but mind-blowingly hot.
He turned and walked away back to the town having finished using me for what he needed. "You come back here tomorrow night and I'll use you again. I want to fuck your bum and your head again." He said in matter of fact tone.
I got cleaned up and put my shorts back on, my head swimming a bit from the drink. My arse and throat felt a bit uncomfortable and sore from being used so vigorously by such a large cock – but that was a good feeling, it felt good to feel used. I slowly walked back to town.
Every night for the rest of the holiday, I let him use me in the beach hut, just like the first time. I never learnt his name, he wasn't interested in telling me – he was only interested in using my body. Of course I had to pretend to my mates that I was having hot sex with a girl – which of course was partly true – I was having hot sex, just not with a girl. I still remember it as the best holiday I've ever had – raw, rough sex on the beach – there's nothing better!
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