The Honeymoon Suite ===================
Authors Note: This is a continuing story about my relationship with my partner, Graeme.
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The Honeymoon Suite:
Graeme and I had spent the morning driving down to Palmerston North to attend his sister's wedding arriving a little after 1pm. The previous night, as we'd done the online booking, we had mischievously booked the Honeymoon Suite of the Castle Hotel.
Graeme was not particularly close with his sister - if I'm honest, I'd say he was downright hostile towards her - but we'd decided we were not going to pass up an opportunity for a pleasurable weekend away staying in a fancy hotel.
Arriving at reception, the receptionist cocked her eyebrow disapprovingly when she realised that two gay men were checking-in for the Honeymoon Suite. She stammered "I must point out... you know... that room is intended for couples...". We nodded and said, "Yes, that's why we booked it." She attempted to appeal to her manager, but he was too engaged in conversation with a guest to notice. She really had no alternative but to continue to process our reservation, albeit with a degree of disdain.
Clearly, here in the South, social acceptance of gay relationships was still a few decades behind the rest of the country!
After signing the register and receiving the key card we made our way up a short flight of stairs to the Honeymoon Suite - The Belvedere Room. The room was pleasantly spacious, decorated in Victorian style with antique furniture and a large kingsize bed. The adjacent ensuite contained a double spa bath.
The room had clearly been prepared for the "honeymooners" with several scented candles burning and a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. The bed was turned down, with a single red rose between the pillows and a scattering of pink rose petals on the bed. It looked truly magical.
As soon as we placed our bags down, Graeme spun me around and folded his strong arms around me. He looked at me passionately and then locked his lips to mine in a deep kiss. Kissing was my absolute weakness - while our tongues fought in a passionate kiss, my cock was springing instantly to hardness.
As we kissed and hugged, Graeme reached under my shirt and scored his fingernails between my shoulder blades. It felt exquisite. We continued to hug and hump our groins together in a sensual dance, our hard fat cocks beginning to strain against our jeans.
As our passions rose we hungrily plunged our hands into each others pants and massaged each others butts as we continued our dance. Graeme rubbed and squeezed my cheeks, and then swept a finger across my bumhole. I shuddered with pleasure. Next, he slipped his index finger into my hole. My cock and anus twitched in delight as he continued to tease and stretch my hole.
I was becoming super horny, and said "Graeme, stop man, my cock is gonna explode in my pants... let me suck you".
On my knees in front of Graeme, I loosened his belt and lowered his jeans to expose the thick bulge of his erect cock straining at his underwear. I nuzzled my face to his straining cock and inhaled the musky scent of his underwear. His cock was straight as a bolt forming a huge protuding bulge in his light-green briefs. I moved my nose lower to his balls and nuzzled his perineum - I sniffed deeply - he smelled of pure masculinity - that unique mix of sweat and the tangy odour of cock.
Moving my hands up to his hips, I began to pull his briefs down. Right from the first day I had been with Graeme, it has always my most anticipated moment of our sex together. I will never cease to be thrilled by the slow reveal of Graeme's hard cock from his underwear. I gradually unveiled his manhood starting from the plum-coloured head, slowly exposing his thick shaft, finally slipping over his hairless balls - they were tight and engorged with sperm. I hauled his underwear and jeans down his legs and discarded them on the floor.
I've got to say Graeme has a magnificent cock. It is circumcized, seven inches and straight as an arrow. Fine hairs run along his shaft, with a clearly defined dorsal vein. His cock has a thick blunt end with a uniform girth from the base to the glans. His pubic area and balls are completely shaved, as are my own.
I took Graeme's cock into my mouth while he placed his hands on my shoulders for support. I began by tonguing around his glans and licking under the corona. Graeme made a long slow moan as I suckled tenderly on his glans and darted my tongue in and across his pee slit. Gripping his cock in my hand, I made long licks and kissed all around his shaft, once again returning to his balls and their intoxicating scent. Graeme's cock stood proud and straight, glistening with my saliva, as I worked my mouth up and down the shaft. After a few minutes, Graeme started to rhythmically poke his cock in and out of my mouth. I could sense he would cum soon if I continued. I didn't want that to happen - I desperately wanted him to fuck me there and then.
As I pulled back and removed my mouth from his cock, Graeme looked down at me like a sad puppy Blowjobs had never really been "his thing", but on this occasion he was as hard as a rock and completely absorbed in it. He was horned up and desperate to cum. Standing up, I kissed Graeme passionately and whispered into his ear "Baby, I want you to fuck me, I need your cock inside me".
Our eyes locked, and Graeme and I fell onto the bed. Graeme quickly unbuttoned his shirt and then stood up to quickly remove the rest of my clothes.
I lay on the bed before him while he stood before me. Provocatively, I spread my legs to flash my anus and proudly display my hard cock, now drooling with precum - I must have been quite a sight to him. It was plainly obviously I was desperate to be fucked. Graeme re-joined me on the bed and we tumbled and rolled around in a tangle of arms and legs. Our hard cocks were rubbing rhythmically together - Graeme's solid seven inch lance, and my equally hard five inches stub - as he sensually kissed my mouth and neck. After a few minutes Graeme said, "Well babe, would you like to feel this man inside you". I nodded and replied, "Graeme, I love you, please baby, please fuck me".
I moved across to the centre of the bed while Graeme went to the overnight bag and fished out a tub of lube and the lube shooter. He loaded up the lube shooter and returned to the bed.
I pulled my knees up and Graeme quickly lubed in and around my bumhole. Using his fingers, he massaged the cool lube deep inside my hole and stretched and enlarged my anal opening. He finished off by grabbing a dollop of lube and smearing it all over his hard shaft. As he wiped his hands on a towel, I peered around and caught sight of his torso and the massive cock sprouting from between his legs. His penis looked resplendent in the afternoon sun - glistening and swollen with sexual anticipation. His scrotum was red and swollen with two engorged balls. My own cock twitched repeatedly in anticipation.
Graeme asked me to help him roll up some of the bedding to place under my arse to give him easier access. We also placed a couple of towels on the bed to avoid any mess.
I lay down on the bed and shimmied across so that my back and arse were elevated ready for penetration. These days, I'm not too supple, so I did my best to hold my knees and pull my legs up so that Graeme had a clear view of my hole. It was shiny with lube and dilated. I could feel a fluttering sensation in my rectum as it yearned to be filled with his manly cock.
Graeme positioned his cock head at my anal entrance and pressed his glans firmly against my anus. His aim was perfect. My sphincter opened effortlessly to receive his slick cock. "Ouch" I said as he hit the resistance of my inner sphincter. Graeme paused while I closed my eyes and focussed on relaxing my muscles. Soon enough, I nodded and Graeme carried on and pushed the full length of his cock to the hilt. I could feel the coolness of his balls slap against my arse, and felt the overwhelming fullness of his manhood inside me. I moaned "Fuck man, your cock feels so good".
Graeme leaned forward, and manoeuvred himself so that my legs were over his shoulders. He looked at me straight in the eye. He was clearly feeling the same level of intensity as myself. Seductively, I looked up at Graeme saying "Baby, I love you so much, I want you fuck me and fuck me and fuck me. I want you to coat my insides with your sticky cum." He moaned "Ray, I love you too man. God, you look hot, I want to fuck you so badly".
At that moment he pulled his cock right out of me and then ferociously plunged it straight back in. There was absolutely no resistance, his cock punched right into my anus and drove deep into my rectum. It was electrifying. Graeme, then began a steady rhythmical fuck - withdrawing rapidly, then slowly shunting his cock back inside. We locked onto each others eyes and screwed up our faces in ecstasy on each thrust of his cock.
My anus spread like a flower each time he withdrew - extruding the rim as it gripped onto his shaft tightly - and then sucking back in on the return stroke as he plunged his shaft into my guts.
Graeme's forehead was beaded with sweat, and his face reddened up as his continued his onslaught. I closed my eyes and my mind made mental images of his cock deep in my rectum, enveloped entirely by the pink flesh as his purple cock head burst forward over and over again. I so badly wanted his seed inside me. I moaned, "Fuck me, fuck me" as Graeme thrust into me. By now my own cock was a hard fat rod as well. My perky five and half inches had sprouted up from my belly and was dribbling precum.
Graeme looked majestic and masculine above me as he fucked me. His strong arms wrapped around me, and his chest rose and fell with his strokes. His nipples were hard and pointed, and his chest was feathered with a red rash from the heat.
I looked up at him, and realised how much I loved him. No man had ever made love to me quite like Graeme.
After about 5 minutes Graeme began to fuck me faster in shorter, regular strokes. My bumhole was on fire and squelched loudly as his cock pumped faster into me.
Suddenly, I felt intense pleasure building inside my body as his penis brushed against my prostate. Sweating profusely, I pulled Graeme closer to me to try to get more and more of his cock inside as he relentlessly fucked. All of a sudden the pleasure began to overwhelm me - every nerve ending was firing - warmth was spreading from my rectum to my penis and radiating throughout my body. Gripping tightly onto Graeme's arms and not caring if anyone heard, I screamed out "Graeme, fuck me, give me your cum!". Intense pleasure rose up from my balls, my cock hardened and spasmed. My cock shot a line of white cum that hit my belly, then it spasmed again and shot three or four spurts of hot cum up to my chest. Graeme glanced down to see the last shots of cum leave my cock slit as our bodies meshed together and became smeared together in cum.
The sight of my orgasm was too much for Graeme and he shouted "Ray, I love you". He rolled his eyes, and he thrust his cock deep into me as he unloaded his semen into my bowels. He then gave about ten deep thrusts, each delivering a precious payload of semen into me.
Exhaling loudly, Graeme collapsed and fell onto the bed beside me. We lay together on the bed our chests rising and falling as we tried regain our breaths. Our bodies glistened in the afternoon sun. They seemed to be alight with sweat and cum. Cool semen oozed out of my hole and trickled down my arse crack.
After a moment, Graeme suddenly launched off the bed and grabbed the bottle of champagne from the ice bucket. He deftly popped the cork, and returned to me on the bed. Cupping his hand, he poured a little of the champagne into his hand and proceeded to mix it with the now colourless semen on my belly to form a white paste. Graeme then started licking up the silky mix of cum and champagne as I watched in delight. His tongue felt warm and soft, as he lapped it off to my breasts and lightly bit my nipples.
I joked "Two can play at that game mister, I want that cock in my mouth". As Graeme was moving towards me, I grabbed the bottle and gulped some champagne into my mouth. His semi-hard shaft was still glossy with lube, and his cock slit was seeping the last of his cum. I opened my mouth and received his cock - I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock, relishing the delicious mix and lube, semen and champagne. Not five minutes ago his cock had been plugging my arse, now I was suckling on it with my mouth. I took another gulp of champagne, and used it to sensually bathe his head and shaft.
The coldness of the champagne and my sucking action was obviously having its desired effect. Graeme's cock sprouted into hardness, his scrotum tightened pulling his loose balls up to his groin. Graeme moaned loudly as I gripped his cock with my hand, and I began slowly jerking his shaft while sucking and mouthing around his cock head. I licked around the corona, tonguing his piss slit, and savouring his sweet precum. Just like earlier, he began slowly bucking his hips simultaneously with each stroke of my hand. Reaching under his groin, I moved my other hand to cup his balls eliciting a guttural moan and more intense bucking of his hips. Graeme seemed more turned on than I had ever seen. I tightly gripped both of his balls, stretching and pulling them firmly away from his cock and clamped my mouth over his glans. Graeme cried out "Fuck, that's so good....man, I can't hold...". Without warning, I felt his body tense and his penis erupted. My mouth received his silky cum as he yelled "Oh god, aaaahh, here's my load babe". Graeme's hips bucked and his cock spasmed as he let fly several more spurts into my mouth. His body suddenly sagged and he gripped my shoulders to support himself. He was totally depleted.
I removed my mouth from his cock, clamping my lips closed so I did not lose the precious load. Looking mischievously into his eyes, I exaggeratedly swallowed his seed. I wanted him to know I was not wasting any. I then ran my tongue around my mouth and teeth, savouring the salty taste of his cum and swallowed the last tastes of him.
Graeme and I feel back on the bed laying side by side. I looked lovingly across at my spent lover, his body looked exquisite. He was shiny with sweat, his cock and balls - flushed from their workout - stood out starkly against his ivory torso.
Graeme and I rolled together and kissed deeply, our mouths and tongues enmeshed. I shut my eyes and went to heaven as he nibbled around my ears and neck. Graeme whispered "Ray, you are my whole being, I love every ounce of you".
Just at that moment, we were rudely interrupted by a text message notification. Graeme stretched and grabbed his phone. The message was from his sister - it was "summoning us" to drinks at a nearby wine bar with his family. Graeme groaned heavily. He knew she would make his life hell if we didn't turn up. We reluctantly got out of bed, showered and got dressed.
After we had dressed, we tidied up the bed and strolled downstairs and into reception.
As we motioned to leave the hotel, the concierge signalled us to come and see him.
Speaking softly, he said, "Good afternoon gents, I need to raise a delicate matter with you. You see... (he breathed in deeply)... you see, there has been a complaint regarding noise from your room. Now, you see, we take the comfort of our guests seriously, and I would kindly request that you try to limit noise to respect others in the hotel".
At once it dawned on us that the sounds of our passion had probably echoed around the hotel floor - possibly even in reception. Graeme mumbled sheepishly "Yeah, sure... we'll try to be quieter".
With the concierge piously bowing his head, we quickly exited through the hotel entrance. As soon as we were in the carpark we both hooted with laughter. Graeme said, "As soon as we get back from the wine bar, lets give Palmerston North the biggest loudest fuck we can". Nodding in agreement, I said "Grae, I am going to ride your cock hard until the morning. Your better be up for it!".
My cock gave a large twitch in anticipation of what lay ahead.