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It happened in Luxor. He was tall, slender and very dark-haired, the light shot through his robe as he walked across the courtyard, there wasn't any question about his maleness.
I looked up, and squinted so I could get a better look at his face, nice well-trimmed beard and dark brooding eyes. I smiled, and he smiled and carried on.
Later at the pool I was enjoying a late swim after the heat of the day. Very quiet and then he arrived. Yes he did have a fine body, I imagined him in budgie smugglers, swim shorts not figure hugging but well fitting all the same, a trim little bottom showed some nice cleavage. He swam, I watched, he got out and shook like a dog, smiled at me, I melted but did manage to smile back hoping it didn't look like a leer. He dove in, he did a few lengths, I guessed he knew I was watching. I went to the changing rooms and shower. Naked I washed all the chlorine from my body, washed my hair, closed my eyes to keep the soap out, and when I opened them he was there, naked, and wow, hung like an Arab stallion. I gulped, he did a shower dance with just enough cock exposure and one eye on me. I started to chubb up so I left. I dried and was dressing when he came into the changing room, an awesome sight, wet hair, dripping water and his bush glistened. I left with a little nod and smile and nice to see you...
At dinner he was on the other side of the dining room, now in a coffee coloured robe with some embroidery. I could see he was watching, well, I thought he was or was I being hopeful? I went to my room, opened the windows to the balcony, enjoyed the night air, undressed down to my boxers when there was a tap on the door.
I crossed the room, opened the door and he was there. "I think you left this behind" he said giving me a book I must have left at dinner while his eyes grazed over my body. "Thanks", and I took the book, walked inside "very nice of you to bother to find me". He was in the room, the door shut silently. "I saw you at the pool and in the showers..." One hand caressing his nipple "I wondered if you were interested". I gulped, hoped my growing cock wouldn't escape through the opening but alas, to late, tenting was obvious. He looked, smiled "I guess you are, so am I".
His hand moved towards me, stroked my obvious tenting, slipped inside the waistband and found my growing member, pulled me in and planted a kiss on my lips while thrusting his body close to mine. I kissed back, my hands went down and found his cock, hard, pulsing. Hungrily I pushed my shorts off, I was naked, his robe was harder to get off but then there it was on the floor, the two of us naked and hard and already rubbing bodies. I held his cock in my hand, long for sure, sturdy but not fat, and very firm, his hands were feeling me, my balls and my cock. Then the bed, all over the bed, I sucked him, I did deep throat and found my nose in his bush before I gagged and came up for air as he repeated it on me, for a few minutes we enjoyed each other, then, it was kissing, tongues and eager hands. I didn't know how but I was on my front, he kissed behind my knees, licked up inside my thighs and spread my legs, opened my cheeks and his lapping tongue tickled my ring as he ate my ass. My body tingled, I felt like I was having an orgasm from his tongue, I was weak, putty in his hands and before I knew it he was inside me, opened my hole and slowly penetrated me giving such a rush to my head of pure pleasure. He rode me slowly, sure, and steady. My contractions held him in place as he slowly gave it to very long strokes – almost withdrawn before sinking back inside and bruising his bush on my buttocks, a pause and then a repeat. I moaned, I enjoyed it, my body was on fire, he hit the spot, and my feeling was that he too was ready. I felt my guts turn inside out as I whispered “now”.
Hethrust, harder, deeper inside me. My cock quivered and shot as he trembled and then relaxed, My anal muscles and nerves could feel his sperm as it went by to shoot deep inside me.
We lay there, sated, tired, hot and sweaty. I could feel my cum in his hand, I knew his cock was subsiding inside me. We lay there. I moved, I clenched, his hand with my cum pulled me into him as I felt him rise inside me, harden, fill the space and then he fucked me hard. Both hands now around my body as he pulled me up into doggy position, once on my knees he grasped my once again erect cock, found his perfect position and dove deep inside me, each thrust he pulled in to go deeper, it was hard, it was enjoyable and it was exciting, so exciting I forgot and just unloaded in his hands. “nice” he whispered and continued for a few minutes before his back arched and he delivered.
Our naked bodies now covered in sweat, his limp cock slipped out. I took him by the hand, kissed him on the lips and led him to the shower. We washed each other, investigated each other's bodies under the cool waters and kissed deeply, his beard on my smooth skin, his teeth on my nipples his finger probing once again my ring.
“mmm” came forth ”next time” as his finger slipped into my relaxed hole, “next time in the shower”.
Wedried, we chatted, we dressed and kissed goodbye. I hadn't had the heart to tell him that this night had been my last night in Luxor and I was going back to Cairo!
I fell asleep happy, with good memories, my stomach churning still filled with the results of his efforts.
I looked up, and squinted so I could get a better look at his face, nice well-trimmed beard and dark brooding eyes. I smiled, and he smiled and carried on.
Later at the pool I was enjoying a late swim after the heat of the day. Very quiet and then he arrived. Yes he did have a fine body, I imagined him in budgie smugglers, swim shorts not figure hugging but well fitting all the same, a trim little bottom showed some nice cleavage. He swam, I watched, he got out and shook like a dog, smiled at me, I melted but did manage to smile back hoping it didn't look like a leer. He dove in, he did a few lengths, I guessed he knew I was watching. I went to the changing rooms and shower. Naked I washed all the chlorine from my body, washed my hair, closed my eyes to keep the soap out, and when I opened them he was there, naked, and wow, hung like an Arab stallion. I gulped, he did a shower dance with just enough cock exposure and one eye on me. I started to chubb up so I left. I dried and was dressing when he came into the changing room, an awesome sight, wet hair, dripping water and his bush glistened. I left with a little nod and smile and nice to see you...
At dinner he was on the other side of the dining room, now in a coffee coloured robe with some embroidery. I could see he was watching, well, I thought he was or was I being hopeful? I went to my room, opened the windows to the balcony, enjoyed the night air, undressed down to my boxers when there was a tap on the door.
I crossed the room, opened the door and he was there. "I think you left this behind" he said giving me a book I must have left at dinner while his eyes grazed over my body. "Thanks", and I took the book, walked inside "very nice of you to bother to find me". He was in the room, the door shut silently. "I saw you at the pool and in the showers..." One hand caressing his nipple "I wondered if you were interested". I gulped, hoped my growing cock wouldn't escape through the opening but alas, to late, tenting was obvious. He looked, smiled "I guess you are, so am I".
His hand moved towards me, stroked my obvious tenting, slipped inside the waistband and found my growing member, pulled me in and planted a kiss on my lips while thrusting his body close to mine. I kissed back, my hands went down and found his cock, hard, pulsing. Hungrily I pushed my shorts off, I was naked, his robe was harder to get off but then there it was on the floor, the two of us naked and hard and already rubbing bodies. I held his cock in my hand, long for sure, sturdy but not fat, and very firm, his hands were feeling me, my balls and my cock. Then the bed, all over the bed, I sucked him, I did deep throat and found my nose in his bush before I gagged and came up for air as he repeated it on me, for a few minutes we enjoyed each other, then, it was kissing, tongues and eager hands. I didn't know how but I was on my front, he kissed behind my knees, licked up inside my thighs and spread my legs, opened my cheeks and his lapping tongue tickled my ring as he ate my ass. My body tingled, I felt like I was having an orgasm from his tongue, I was weak, putty in his hands and before I knew it he was inside me, opened my hole and slowly penetrated me giving such a rush to my head of pure pleasure. He rode me slowly, sure, and steady. My contractions held him in place as he slowly gave it to very long strokes – almost withdrawn before sinking back inside and bruising his bush on my buttocks, a pause and then a repeat. I moaned, I enjoyed it, my body was on fire, he hit the spot, and my feeling was that he too was ready. I felt my guts turn inside out as I whispered “now”.
Hethrust, harder, deeper inside me. My cock quivered and shot as he trembled and then relaxed, My anal muscles and nerves could feel his sperm as it went by to shoot deep inside me.
We lay there, sated, tired, hot and sweaty. I could feel my cum in his hand, I knew his cock was subsiding inside me. We lay there. I moved, I clenched, his hand with my cum pulled me into him as I felt him rise inside me, harden, fill the space and then he fucked me hard. Both hands now around my body as he pulled me up into doggy position, once on my knees he grasped my once again erect cock, found his perfect position and dove deep inside me, each thrust he pulled in to go deeper, it was hard, it was enjoyable and it was exciting, so exciting I forgot and just unloaded in his hands. “nice” he whispered and continued for a few minutes before his back arched and he delivered.
Our naked bodies now covered in sweat, his limp cock slipped out. I took him by the hand, kissed him on the lips and led him to the shower. We washed each other, investigated each other's bodies under the cool waters and kissed deeply, his beard on my smooth skin, his teeth on my nipples his finger probing once again my ring.
“mmm” came forth ”next time” as his finger slipped into my relaxed hole, “next time in the shower”.
Wedried, we chatted, we dressed and kissed goodbye. I hadn't had the heart to tell him that this night had been my last night in Luxor and I was going back to Cairo!
I fell asleep happy, with good memories, my stomach churning still filled with the results of his efforts.
