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I was on a family holiday in France in my early 20s. Being semi closeted at the time, overseas holidays were great for exploring my sexuality when I had time to myself.
I was about to head out my first night alone in Paris when I noticed a very hot male hotel receptionist working at the front desk. I was immediately entranced. He was pretty broad shouldered and his uniform seemed to strain against his muscled bod, with a pair of nice, juicy pecs and big guns barely concealed. This was a serviced apartment type set up with only 1 person at the front desk, and it's a pretty small and quiet lobby.
I was dressed in gay night club clothing (silver tank top, booty shorts - not quite sure how my parents hadn't cottoned on to the fact that I'm into men lmao) which seemed to catch his eye. He asked how my evening was and I stayed to chat/ flirt. I asked about the Parisian gay scene and he smiled very broadly and we had a nice, animated discussion about my life in Melbourne and his in Paris.
The hotel must have been quiet. Other than 1 phone call to reception, we were uninterrupted the whole time. He asked if I wanted a tour of the hotel, with a meaningful wink. This was a mid range serviced apartment type of hotel hardly worthy of a tour, not the Ritz, and I'm already a guest so I was fairly sure what he's suggesting. He put a 'back soon' sign at the desk and took me up the elevators. My suspicions were confirmed when he took me into an empty room.
As soon as the doors closed, he took me into his arms and started making out with me. He was a fantastic kisser! He took advantage of our size difference and carried me up into his arms like a child while kneading my butt, "mmmm I'm going to give this little ass such joy". I moaned in lust. To paint a picture I'm 5'4" and skinny twink and he's about 6'5".
He carried me to the bed while kissing me, and stripped us both naked. His incredible muscle bod looked even more delicious nude!
He didn't have much time so didn't waste much time opening me up with spit and putting his cock inside my hole. Normally I'd have loved to have sucked that nice juicy cock first. He railed me hard and came within about 10 mins. Unlike a lot of dom tops who treat me like a piece of meat for their own pleasure, he wanted to make sure I cum too and gave me an expert bj, letting me cum inside his mouth.
Over the next few nights, we had a bit of a holiday romance. He fucked me into oblivion each night - once I even convinced him to take me in a stairwell at the hotel lol, but more often than not he'd take me out after his shift and we'd explore the Paris at night together - supper, nice walks, bars, bathhouses, culminating in a nice threesome with his equally muscular friend at his apartment where I was spit roasted my first time.
Unfortunately this was the days before social media and we never stayed in touch after I left Paris, even though I think we both caught feelings towards the end of my stay.
I was on a family holiday in France in my early 20s. Being semi closeted at the time, overseas holidays were great for exploring my sexuality when I had time to myself.
I was about to head out my first night alone in Paris when I noticed a very hot male hotel receptionist working at the front desk. I was immediately entranced. He was pretty broad shouldered and his uniform seemed to strain against his muscled bod, with a pair of nice, juicy pecs and big guns barely concealed. This was a serviced apartment type set up with only 1 person at the front desk, and it's a pretty small and quiet lobby.
I was dressed in gay night club clothing (silver tank top, booty shorts - not quite sure how my parents hadn't cottoned on to the fact that I'm into men lmao) which seemed to catch his eye. He asked how my evening was and I stayed to chat/ flirt. I asked about the Parisian gay scene and he smiled very broadly and we had a nice, animated discussion about my life in Melbourne and his in Paris.
The hotel must have been quiet. Other than 1 phone call to reception, we were uninterrupted the whole time. He asked if I wanted a tour of the hotel, with a meaningful wink. This was a mid range serviced apartment type of hotel hardly worthy of a tour, not the Ritz, and I'm already a guest so I was fairly sure what he's suggesting. He put a 'back soon' sign at the desk and took me up the elevators. My suspicions were confirmed when he took me into an empty room.
As soon as the doors closed, he took me into his arms and started making out with me. He was a fantastic kisser! He took advantage of our size difference and carried me up into his arms like a child while kneading my butt, "mmmm I'm going to give this little ass such joy". I moaned in lust. To paint a picture I'm 5'4" and skinny twink and he's about 6'5".
He carried me to the bed while kissing me, and stripped us both naked. His incredible muscle bod looked even more delicious nude!
He didn't have much time so didn't waste much time opening me up with spit and putting his cock inside my hole. Normally I'd have loved to have sucked that nice juicy cock first. He railed me hard and came within about 10 mins. Unlike a lot of dom tops who treat me like a piece of meat for their own pleasure, he wanted to make sure I cum too and gave me an expert bj, letting me cum inside his mouth.
Over the next few nights, we had a bit of a holiday romance. He fucked me into oblivion each night - once I even convinced him to take me in a stairwell at the hotel lol, but more often than not he'd take me out after his shift and we'd explore the Paris at night together - supper, nice walks, bars, bathhouses, culminating in a nice threesome with his equally muscular friend at his apartment where I was spit roasted my first time.
Unfortunately this was the days before social media and we never stayed in touch after I left Paris, even though I think we both caught feelings towards the end of my stay.
