I have been reading the stories here on Airbnb / Mister B & B Hooking Up Stories for a while now. After a few MisterBnB stays, I've collecting some stories of my own. This is my first attempt at writing any erotic stories (or posting here on LPSG), so any feedback welcomed!
This story is loosely based on my own experience, with names and places altered.
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Last summer, I spent two weeks in Europe with my friends to celebrate finishing grad school. Since the of the trip was with a big group of people – a mix of both straight and gay friends — I had been looking forward to doing some gay things on my own in Spain, to let loose a little bit. And because I wasn’t a hurry to get home, I tacked on a few extra days on my own in Barcelona after all my friends leave.
I had always been curious about using Misterbnb on my vacations. I’ve stayed at many Airbnb’s before, but I’ve never had a gay host. So the was the opportunity to book one for my stay in Barcelona. I did some research on the neighborhood, and compared the photos (of both the rooms and the hosts, of course) before pulling the trigger on one that’s labeled “clothing optional accepted.” I supposed that’s the website’s way of saying, “we don’t mind a little bit of fun, do we?”
On the few days leading up to my stay in Barcelona, my friends and I had been battling the intense heatwave in Paris in an AC-less airbnb. Between not jerking around my friends and the searing summer heat, I was so horny. On the very last morning, while I was rolling around in bed, trying to nurse this raging boner between my legs, I got a text from an unknown Spanish number:
“Hola Chris! Soy Sebastian, your misterbnb host. Excited to have you staying with me in Barcelona. What time will you be arriving tomorrow?”
“Hey Sebastian! I’ll be arriving around 8pm tomorrow night. Is that okay with you?”
“Yes, of course! Here’s the address to the place. Look forward to seeing you.”
Maybe I was just horny and had fantasized this too much, but that little wink emoji just sent a slight twitch to my cock.
The last day in Paris went by quickly, and before I knew it, I was sitting at the gate at the airport, about to board my flight to Barcelona. Giddy and still very horny, I was hoping to arrive at the B&B before dinner time, grab a quick bite and maybe checkout a cruise club on a Thursday night. But then the sign at the gate blinked red, on it reads “Delayed to 21h35.”
Shit, this 4 hour delay just totally derailed my plans. I pulled out my phone and texted Sebastian “hola! Looks like my flight got delayed, and I won’t arrive until 11pm. Is that okay with you? Sorry to keep you waiting”
“Not a problem, I will wait for you” my phone buzzed a few minutes later.
“Btw, and any chance I can do some laundry at yours? I am running out of clean underwear. haha”
“No problem, or you can skip the underwear. Jajajaj”
Oh he’s being flirty. My cock stiffened slightly under the white linen shorts I was wearing. I tried really hard to not write back anything too explicit, but I was definitely quite turned on by his text. I spent the next few hours binging some TV and sipping a beer at some muggy and overpriced airport restaurant. Finally, my flight departed uneventfully and I landed in Barcelona just after 11pm.
“I’m on my way now from the airport now, should be there around midnight.” I texted Sebastian.
The Barcelona heat and humidity wasn’t much better than Paris. In just a short 10 min walk from the metro station to the Sebastian’s address, I could really feel my t-shirt cling onto my back underneath my backpack. At this point, I only wished for a nice shower and a clean bed to pass out on.
“Hi, I think I’m here” It didn’t seem like Sebastian had read my previous message either. I walked around the block for a few minutes before sending him another text “Lmk how I should get the keys from you. I’m just downstairs”
Finally, he responded “Hello! I’m so sorry, yes let me buzz you in”
I pushed open the gate at the building, and walked towards this old, metal cage like elevator that had been retrofitted into the atrium of an even older building. I gingerly shoved myself and my suitcase into this tiny chamber, and pressed “4” on the button. The evaluator took me up the building with a low humm.
Knock knock.
The front door was slightly ajar, so I pushed it open and stepped inside a dimly lit apartment. Sebastian walked into the foyer to greet me in a pair of well-worn boxes and nothing else. The nightlight in the hallway gently contours his handsome face and his body. His chest was shaved recently, perhaps a week or two ago, his nipples plump and the left-side features a small silver piercing. His happy trail, which had regrown faster than the rest of his chest hair, led my gaze down to a small bump in his boxers, revealing a subtle outline of an uncut European cock. By the look on his face, I figured he had fallen asleep while waiting for me.
“Hey, Im Ryan.” I clumsily put out a hand. “Thanks for waiting up for me”
Without hesitating, Sebastian all but ignored my hand and put his arms around me for a deep hug. He’s perhaps a touch shorter than my 5’9” figure, but his arms were strong and his hands lingered on my lower back just a little longer than if we had just met for the first time.
“Welcome home.” He said quietly, “lemme show you your room”
Even in the dim light, I could already tell that the apartment is every bit as charming as Sebastian spanish accent. The walls were tastefully decorated with paintings, posters and random tschaskies. He led me to the second door down the hall and showed me to the bedroom on the right, where a well dressed bed and a set of perfectly folded towels were waiting. Across my room is another doors, which I assumed led to Sebastian en suite.
I turned on the lamp on my nightstand to get a better look of the room and my host. I turned around and saw Sebastian leaning by the door frame, with one hand hanging off the edge of his boxes, revealing a bit more of the v line on the edge of his abdomen. He has deep sunken brown-greenish eyes, and a chiseled jawline framed by a five o’clock shadow. His curly brunette hair and thick framed glasses add a layer of suave to his very handsome face.
“If you’re all settled, then I’ll let you be” he said to me with a wink, “good night!”
I supposed it was late, and he probably has work in the morning. So I said good night to him as well, then opened my suitcase to pick out my toiletries before headed for the bathroom.
I took off my shirt on the way and kicked off shorts and underwear as soon as I got to the bathroom. Hearing that Sebastian has returned to his room, I didn’t bother closing the bathroom door all the way shut.
As the water ran down my face, I was so refreshed. The water washed away the sweat and exhaustion from the day’s journey, but quickly replacing them was the thought of Sebastian’s bulge under those boxers.
Knock knock. “I forgot to bring you this earlier” Sebastian said as he shoved his hand through the half closed door with a bottle of shampoo.
His hand was just out of my reach from the shower, so I said “you can come in!”
I turned towards him in the shower, with the curtain half opened, not afraid to give him a little peek as he handed me the shampoo bottle. His eyes lingered for a second, before darting away and leaving the bathroom quickly.
“Thank you” I said, hoping he had enjoyed what he saw.
I finished showering and toweled off quickly, before returning to the room. This time, I decided just to leave my door wide open while I unpack my suitcase on the floor. His footsteps moved around the house for a bit, before stopping once again at my door.
I turned around, and this time, he’s not turning away. His cock is already pushing his boxers taunt.
“Do you have everything you need?” he asked.
“Just about” I said, pushing my lips together trying to hold down the lust I was feeling.
He stepped into the room and closed the door behind him with a big grin on his face. I walked towards him and my cock rises with each step I take. I reached behind his neck and pull his lips into mine. His stubbles arouse every nerve endings on my face and neck. His left hand reached behind me and pulled my ass tight towards him, while his right grabbed my cock. I let out a moan, and my body softened into his caress.
We kissed passionately while my hands reached under his boxers. His cock was hot and stiff like an iron rod fresh from the fire. A patch of his boxer was already wet with precum. I gently rubbed my finger on the tip of his dick, and he let out a low groan and oozed out a bit more of that sweet dew.
I kissed his body as I made my way down to my knees. I pulled down his boxers and his cock recoiled like a spring. I stared at his beautiful cock and took in the gentle musk, then I looked up at him before I put my tongue on its very tip. Sebastian was maybe 7.5” hung; his cock was nice and veiny and his foreskin pulled taunt by this raging hard on.
I glided my tongue under his foreskin and Sebastian’s eyes rolled in ecstasy. Then I took in the entirety of his manhood in one breath: my tongue still working the tip of his cock, while my lips running up and down his shaft. With every movement of my tongue, I could taste that sweet precum dripping from his cock. He put his hand behind my head and pulled me further in. He started facefucking me more aggressively and my cock only got harder from it. I could tell from the pulses of his cock how much he was enjoying hitting the very back of my throat.
I backed myself onto the bed, and Sebastian followed. I straddled over his body and positioned my cock right above his face. His soft stubbles sent shockwaves from the tip of my cut cock up my spine, sending every part of my body into overdrive. Sebastian was turned on by my obvious look of ecstasy, so he griped my dick even tighter and started stroking it while keeping his tongue on my glans. I was so turned on my both the sensation and the pleasure gleaming from his face. My eyes closed and my hands grasped his muscular shoulders, “fuck I’m close” I said.
“Give it to me babe” he said.
And that I did. I shot two thick ropes of cum across his face, glazing his nose and his beard. Passionately, he pulled me close to kiss him. I licked my cum of his beard, and deliver that onto his tongue. His then pulls me even closer, kissing me so deeply that he almost sucked all air out of my lungs.
His body tenses up and I can see every vein down his biceps and forceps. “Fuck I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum” he moans into my ears.
All the sudden, a rain shower falls on my back—gushes of cum splattered my back from my neck down to my crack. My entire back is covered in his warm semen. I didn’t have to see it to know how impressive of it load he had just unleashed.
Sebastian sees my reaction, and put up a devilish smile “yeah, I cum a lot”
“Like a LOT a lot” I laughed.
“Looks like you might need to shower again” he said, while kissing me again and playing with my cum-slicked back with his right hand. He slams his still-hard-cock
We hopped back into the shower together, and I had another chance to admire the body of this beautiful man once again. In the back of my mind, I was already regretting only spending 3 nights here.
Sebastian gave me some cafe recommendations for breakfast while we dried off. Since he had work in the morning, he’d be heading out early. We kissed again before we went to our separate rooms, and I immediate fell into a deep slumber surrounded by the light musk Sebastian left behind.
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Stay tuned for Part 2.
This story is loosely based on my own experience, with names and places altered.
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Last summer, I spent two weeks in Europe with my friends to celebrate finishing grad school. Since the of the trip was with a big group of people – a mix of both straight and gay friends — I had been looking forward to doing some gay things on my own in Spain, to let loose a little bit. And because I wasn’t a hurry to get home, I tacked on a few extra days on my own in Barcelona after all my friends leave.
I had always been curious about using Misterbnb on my vacations. I’ve stayed at many Airbnb’s before, but I’ve never had a gay host. So the was the opportunity to book one for my stay in Barcelona. I did some research on the neighborhood, and compared the photos (of both the rooms and the hosts, of course) before pulling the trigger on one that’s labeled “clothing optional accepted.” I supposed that’s the website’s way of saying, “we don’t mind a little bit of fun, do we?”
On the few days leading up to my stay in Barcelona, my friends and I had been battling the intense heatwave in Paris in an AC-less airbnb. Between not jerking around my friends and the searing summer heat, I was so horny. On the very last morning, while I was rolling around in bed, trying to nurse this raging boner between my legs, I got a text from an unknown Spanish number:
“Hola Chris! Soy Sebastian, your misterbnb host. Excited to have you staying with me in Barcelona. What time will you be arriving tomorrow?”
“Hey Sebastian! I’ll be arriving around 8pm tomorrow night. Is that okay with you?”
“Yes, of course! Here’s the address to the place. Look forward to seeing you.”
Maybe I was just horny and had fantasized this too much, but that little wink emoji just sent a slight twitch to my cock.
The last day in Paris went by quickly, and before I knew it, I was sitting at the gate at the airport, about to board my flight to Barcelona. Giddy and still very horny, I was hoping to arrive at the B&B before dinner time, grab a quick bite and maybe checkout a cruise club on a Thursday night. But then the sign at the gate blinked red, on it reads “Delayed to 21h35.”
Shit, this 4 hour delay just totally derailed my plans. I pulled out my phone and texted Sebastian “hola! Looks like my flight got delayed, and I won’t arrive until 11pm. Is that okay with you? Sorry to keep you waiting”
“Not a problem, I will wait for you” my phone buzzed a few minutes later.
“Btw, and any chance I can do some laundry at yours? I am running out of clean underwear. haha”
“No problem, or you can skip the underwear. Jajajaj”
Oh he’s being flirty. My cock stiffened slightly under the white linen shorts I was wearing. I tried really hard to not write back anything too explicit, but I was definitely quite turned on by his text. I spent the next few hours binging some TV and sipping a beer at some muggy and overpriced airport restaurant. Finally, my flight departed uneventfully and I landed in Barcelona just after 11pm.
“I’m on my way now from the airport now, should be there around midnight.” I texted Sebastian.
The Barcelona heat and humidity wasn’t much better than Paris. In just a short 10 min walk from the metro station to the Sebastian’s address, I could really feel my t-shirt cling onto my back underneath my backpack. At this point, I only wished for a nice shower and a clean bed to pass out on.
“Hi, I think I’m here” It didn’t seem like Sebastian had read my previous message either. I walked around the block for a few minutes before sending him another text “Lmk how I should get the keys from you. I’m just downstairs”
Finally, he responded “Hello! I’m so sorry, yes let me buzz you in”
I pushed open the gate at the building, and walked towards this old, metal cage like elevator that had been retrofitted into the atrium of an even older building. I gingerly shoved myself and my suitcase into this tiny chamber, and pressed “4” on the button. The evaluator took me up the building with a low humm.
Knock knock.
The front door was slightly ajar, so I pushed it open and stepped inside a dimly lit apartment. Sebastian walked into the foyer to greet me in a pair of well-worn boxes and nothing else. The nightlight in the hallway gently contours his handsome face and his body. His chest was shaved recently, perhaps a week or two ago, his nipples plump and the left-side features a small silver piercing. His happy trail, which had regrown faster than the rest of his chest hair, led my gaze down to a small bump in his boxers, revealing a subtle outline of an uncut European cock. By the look on his face, I figured he had fallen asleep while waiting for me.
“Hey, Im Ryan.” I clumsily put out a hand. “Thanks for waiting up for me”
Without hesitating, Sebastian all but ignored my hand and put his arms around me for a deep hug. He’s perhaps a touch shorter than my 5’9” figure, but his arms were strong and his hands lingered on my lower back just a little longer than if we had just met for the first time.
“Welcome home.” He said quietly, “lemme show you your room”
Even in the dim light, I could already tell that the apartment is every bit as charming as Sebastian spanish accent. The walls were tastefully decorated with paintings, posters and random tschaskies. He led me to the second door down the hall and showed me to the bedroom on the right, where a well dressed bed and a set of perfectly folded towels were waiting. Across my room is another doors, which I assumed led to Sebastian en suite.
I turned on the lamp on my nightstand to get a better look of the room and my host. I turned around and saw Sebastian leaning by the door frame, with one hand hanging off the edge of his boxes, revealing a bit more of the v line on the edge of his abdomen. He has deep sunken brown-greenish eyes, and a chiseled jawline framed by a five o’clock shadow. His curly brunette hair and thick framed glasses add a layer of suave to his very handsome face.
“If you’re all settled, then I’ll let you be” he said to me with a wink, “good night!”
I supposed it was late, and he probably has work in the morning. So I said good night to him as well, then opened my suitcase to pick out my toiletries before headed for the bathroom.
I took off my shirt on the way and kicked off shorts and underwear as soon as I got to the bathroom. Hearing that Sebastian has returned to his room, I didn’t bother closing the bathroom door all the way shut.
As the water ran down my face, I was so refreshed. The water washed away the sweat and exhaustion from the day’s journey, but quickly replacing them was the thought of Sebastian’s bulge under those boxers.
Knock knock. “I forgot to bring you this earlier” Sebastian said as he shoved his hand through the half closed door with a bottle of shampoo.
His hand was just out of my reach from the shower, so I said “you can come in!”
I turned towards him in the shower, with the curtain half opened, not afraid to give him a little peek as he handed me the shampoo bottle. His eyes lingered for a second, before darting away and leaving the bathroom quickly.
“Thank you” I said, hoping he had enjoyed what he saw.
I finished showering and toweled off quickly, before returning to the room. This time, I decided just to leave my door wide open while I unpack my suitcase on the floor. His footsteps moved around the house for a bit, before stopping once again at my door.
I turned around, and this time, he’s not turning away. His cock is already pushing his boxers taunt.
“Do you have everything you need?” he asked.
“Just about” I said, pushing my lips together trying to hold down the lust I was feeling.
He stepped into the room and closed the door behind him with a big grin on his face. I walked towards him and my cock rises with each step I take. I reached behind his neck and pull his lips into mine. His stubbles arouse every nerve endings on my face and neck. His left hand reached behind me and pulled my ass tight towards him, while his right grabbed my cock. I let out a moan, and my body softened into his caress.
We kissed passionately while my hands reached under his boxers. His cock was hot and stiff like an iron rod fresh from the fire. A patch of his boxer was already wet with precum. I gently rubbed my finger on the tip of his dick, and he let out a low groan and oozed out a bit more of that sweet dew.
I kissed his body as I made my way down to my knees. I pulled down his boxers and his cock recoiled like a spring. I stared at his beautiful cock and took in the gentle musk, then I looked up at him before I put my tongue on its very tip. Sebastian was maybe 7.5” hung; his cock was nice and veiny and his foreskin pulled taunt by this raging hard on.
I glided my tongue under his foreskin and Sebastian’s eyes rolled in ecstasy. Then I took in the entirety of his manhood in one breath: my tongue still working the tip of his cock, while my lips running up and down his shaft. With every movement of my tongue, I could taste that sweet precum dripping from his cock. He put his hand behind my head and pulled me further in. He started facefucking me more aggressively and my cock only got harder from it. I could tell from the pulses of his cock how much he was enjoying hitting the very back of my throat.
I backed myself onto the bed, and Sebastian followed. I straddled over his body and positioned my cock right above his face. His soft stubbles sent shockwaves from the tip of my cut cock up my spine, sending every part of my body into overdrive. Sebastian was turned on by my obvious look of ecstasy, so he griped my dick even tighter and started stroking it while keeping his tongue on my glans. I was so turned on my both the sensation and the pleasure gleaming from his face. My eyes closed and my hands grasped his muscular shoulders, “fuck I’m close” I said.
“Give it to me babe” he said.
And that I did. I shot two thick ropes of cum across his face, glazing his nose and his beard. Passionately, he pulled me close to kiss him. I licked my cum of his beard, and deliver that onto his tongue. His then pulls me even closer, kissing me so deeply that he almost sucked all air out of my lungs.
His body tenses up and I can see every vein down his biceps and forceps. “Fuck I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum” he moans into my ears.
All the sudden, a rain shower falls on my back—gushes of cum splattered my back from my neck down to my crack. My entire back is covered in his warm semen. I didn’t have to see it to know how impressive of it load he had just unleashed.
Sebastian sees my reaction, and put up a devilish smile “yeah, I cum a lot”
“Like a LOT a lot” I laughed.
“Looks like you might need to shower again” he said, while kissing me again and playing with my cum-slicked back with his right hand. He slams his still-hard-cock
We hopped back into the shower together, and I had another chance to admire the body of this beautiful man once again. In the back of my mind, I was already regretting only spending 3 nights here.
Sebastian gave me some cafe recommendations for breakfast while we dried off. Since he had work in the morning, he’d be heading out early. We kissed again before we went to our separate rooms, and I immediate fell into a deep slumber surrounded by the light musk Sebastian left behind.
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Stay tuned for Part 2.
