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between my legs. He is switching from my left to my right side. Again I feel something hard and warm at my right hand, my mind is driving me crazy. I know it is his leg but I so wanted it was something else. Can I call it his third leg? Where are the nuns. I need more than ten, make twenty of them to cool my down. Thank you nuns. It is working. 'Can you turn around on your back?' I hear the angelic voice ask. Pffff saved by the twenty nuns. Thank you. Laying on my back he is massaging a little of my chest. I am afraid the joy almost is over. And yes I am right. I go of the massage table and standing on my feet again. 'Would you like some water?' the melodic voice askes. 'Yes please'. And so am I standing naked for this hot handsome guy. Both drinking our water. Gay guy of course because when I can choose it always be a gay who's hands I feel over my body. He tells me he likes to swim, likes to swim even in the ocean. I admire that, immediately memories are coming back how I also was swimming in the ocean here. I just did not drown. That was the last time I acted like a man who can swim like a pro. But I look at his perfect shoulders and imagen I am standing at the ocean and he allows me to look at him when he is swimming. Making a lot of photo's to keep the memory a live. But times up I have to dress. Constantly I see the brilliance of his beautiful teeth. His priceless smile on his so very handsome face. A body I would like to hold. 'Your massage is as your looks, really great'. 'Thank you' he says and give me more of his divine smile. We do have some small talk while I dress myself. Than departure is there for me. 'Can I give you a hug?' I hear myself asking. 'Of course' the handsome angel answers. I hold his perfect body, he also gives me a warm hug. I know not every therapist and even the gay ones like to do that and I am saying it to him. 'I don't mind' he says smiling. I have to give him a kiss in his perfect neck. Sorry Carlos like a flesh through my mind. And even more sorry that I have to take my hands of him. 'We keep in touch' I think I hear him say. 'Yes' I reply soft, afraid I did understand him wrong. He opens the door and I hear him close it. And I am sure he must have read my eyes how much I like him. I take the stairs to one floor down and than I realize I better get the elevator to go down. My neck, shoulders and lower back really feel relieved, he is an angel in more than just one way. I walk back to the apartment and my neck and shoulders feel like new born. I so hope it will last a long time and of course because I like him to see back again...
He really has magic hands, my skin tingles on every spot he touched. I like to keep in touch. But did he really say so? I'm not sure anymore. My experience with Spanish guys are not much, but the Spanish are handsome, proud and very hard to get friendship with. The don't need us, we need them. Thinking all things over I also ask myself: Will I do another massage with him or...
One year ago I also had a good massage in my vacation. Different but also good. What shall I do? Back to this incredible handsome who is a beauty of course and every gay sees in him what I see. Or thinking of that my remembering. Last year I had pain in my lower back and I took a massage with happy end, both naked. That also helped a lot. Also a handsome guy. But this one. 'Buena's Dias' I hear someone say. It is the guy I saw once in the elevator in my apartment building. ¿En otro mundo? he askes. 'No hablar Espagnol' He smiles 'Your very far, in another world, I can see'. This time not a question but an observation. 'El amor lo trastorna todo. As we say. Love turns everything upside down'. He smiles and walks out of the door. I don't have to ask what it means. His translation is so right what I feel. Lucky he said it in English too because now I am back in the apartment and I don't remember the worlds exactly. I think I better look and contact another massage therapist. As hot as Carlos but less handsome. First thing to do.
Searching, looking, reading. But no feeling of yes this could be a good one too. Maybe it isn't needed this holydays anymore and that would be the easiest way of course. If I could I would him to get on my plane to Eindhoven Airport and see him as often as we can. 'Busy these days?' hearing him say 'Because I want to see you'. But this is only in my mind, the words I like to hear. I want to go home in the same way that I every night wish that daylight takes over from the dark of the night. I'm not made for a world like this. I'm gonna sleep over it.
Bad night and just what I expected yesterday evening very early wake up. I make breakfast, well sort of a breakfast and take a seat on my balcony. The sun is getting warmer. A lot of thoughts go through my mind. But I can't leave already I have to wait until Saturday. Than it is allowed to leave and leave all this behind. I can't wait. But unfortunately I have to. What can I do to forget my hot therapist. Something that is cooling me down. Beachwalk. The ocean is big enough to cool me down, just as I need. The Beachwalk, it will be. Seeing nice hot men, naked. Just as I like them. Preparing than to walk. The most important now is sun protection and my flipflops. That must be it. Nice walk to the beach. Early but already a lot of people make the walk to the beach. They all walk the same way as I do. I protect myself properly to the sun, it is a good sunblock. I bought it here. There's only one problem. My back, no one here to rub it in. Could ask of course the nice black guy that is selling watches, sunglasses and other stuff. But I am sure he is more interested in selling than rubbing. I like the water at my feet. It distracts my thoughts. I hope. That man with his huge cock, it is hot, fucking hot. Could he rub my back, maybe? He likes to show himself, anyone can see. My eyes are glued. But walking is walking and I'm sure, more to come. Two couples men and women are talking together. Oh my... my own balls are not the smallest once but this guys balls are exceptional. From one of the guys it looks like big eggplant, the color also. How I would like to lay my hands of the both on it. These are the biggest I have ever seen. One of the woman is looking at me. Okey not feeling this time than, again not. Walking further I have to concentrate on my walking. How to put my feet down. Nice in the right direction. And how I hold my back. Just walking, just relaxing. But now it is getting difficult. Three hot guys are walking my way. Busy talking. They must be Spanish. Only Spanish can talk so enthusiastic and much. It always wonderous me how much they can talk. I so much would understand what they are talking about. They are heavy talking even not seeing me. Thanks to the windy weather I can see what they are hiding in there shorts and I'm sure it would make me very happy. All three of them. I could go aside to the left or to the right but than I am sure the don't notice me. So I go straight ahead. They are walking not close to each other so I choose to go as close to the beach, that means to the right. My heart is pounding like crazy. Can they read my mind or read my eyes? The one left of me is hot and looking, he even smiles at me. His teeth shining in the morning sun. I am melting. F...... End of happiness. The toe of my right foot is making a very unhappy engagement with a stone in the water. Man this is hurting. Why do handsome men always distract me so much. I must be the fool of the ocean and everyone can see and hear.
Walking isn't that pleasant anymore, I need a therapist for my toe and taking care for me. But where can I find one. I could go back to the apartment, walking after the three Spanish and joying the view of their butts. Than asking that therapist that even send a photo from his juicy cock to take care of me too. But more I think I beg him to take care of my cock and ass. There is a moaning hole in it that really has taking care of. Choices to make and decisions to take. Very hard in such a short time. Walking back would take a lot of time, I think as much as further and enjoying a nice cup of coffee. With a piece of tarte at my dear Cubano Brian. He is a very handsome sexy guy. His gorgeous face, his beautiful round ass. I like that boy but he is definitive not gay. Unfortunately for me.
Thanks to Brian and his coffee feel like human again. Time to leave. Better take the bus to the apartment. So I do. My toe is feeling a little better but it will be a slow afternoon on my balcony. So time comes and time goes. Time for diner has come. Today Indian again, little spicy will help me get ride of my hot feelings, I hope. Seeing the hard working Zaki and his colleagues is distracting to my mind. The food is amazing again and I hardly think about my hot therapist. And everyday ends with the body asking for sleep. This night also. A lot of bad dreams I get. A big eagle is flying above me, his wings take the sun away. What does this big bird want of me? I try to run away but a strong blowing wind keeps me in place. I get a little in panic. What does this big powerful bird want from me? Now he dives down, its large sharp legs ready to pick me up. I can feel the air his big wings make. He rises again and into his powerful paws he has take the basked full of condoms. I never new there was a basket with it but the eagle found it. Where did it suddenly come from. Gladly I'm waking up, bathed in sweat. My thoughts are back, my thoughts of King Carlos, my King. My hero of relax. Better make an appointment in the morning. It is oké, in a couple of days I can lay on the table again.
When I walk I'm thinking, it is a lot of money I must be crazy. I had this before with another guy and it was much cheaper. And yes of course the massage was very good but now it will be a massage with happy end. I'm good in edging myself, almost sure that it does not work out. Besides that he is incredible handsome. Would be great keep in touch with him, practicing Spanish and practicing lot of other things. Not just today but many times. He can visit the Netherlands and we could have nice times. It is just a short walk. I enter the apartment building and waiting for the elevator. Quick it is there, also at the other side of the elevator a second door opens. A cleaning lady wants to get in, we fit together. She got out on the second floor. I stay in a little longer in the elevator. When I have reached my floor I get out and little time later I can ring the bell. The door opens and I get a little shaking again. Wondering how can a man be that handsome. He kisses me on my right cheek, I kiss him back but also at the left one. 'We in the Netherlands kiss three times' I say. 'Oké' and he laughs his adorable smile so again both kissing on the right cheek. I walk beside the massage table and start to undress. Good that it is warm and I don't wear so much clothes, Carlos either. I love being naked for him. We have a little small talk and he undress himself too. I walk to him touch his belly, lightly, don't know if it is allowed. Massage with happy ending is both naked. What I expected was a sixpack, but no sixpack but a very nice belly. He is build slim and without a sixpack that makes that I don't feel fat myself. He is standing at head side of the table and askes me to lay down on my stomach. So I do. His hands touching my shoulders and neck, it is very relieving. He really got magic hands. I love it so much, I even don't think of happy ending. His massage goes on, my back, my lower back and than also my buttocks. He is standing left from me and I can feel his cock. Shy I touch it. It feels nice. His hands back on my back, my shoulders and my neck. It feels great it should never stop. Back to my back and than he pour the warm massage oil on my back. Even that feels great. Oil on my back, shoulders, neck and he also takes my hands, first my left, than my right. Now I feel the warm pour on my lower back and my buttocks. Massage and now more intense on my buttocks. He let me feel it. I take his cock in my left hand, faster and it feels hot. I rub his prat. I'm getting hot. The warmed, the relieve, the sensitivity of my skin when it is getting touched. His magic hands doing a great job. I feel his hands on my balls, than just lightly touching my cock. Just touching, nothing more. My back, my neck and shoulders and back to my buttocks and not even that. He is feeling at my asshole. Carlos is switching position and now he is at my right. Again I touch his cock. Nice size. I can't help it, I moan. It feels fantastic. He touches it a little more direct. Really let me feel that he is on it. He is going down and doing my legs, up to my hips and again my ass. I could scream, so hot. Again I rub his prat and than take his balls. Not the smallest ones. He doesn't seem to care that I brutally takes the jewels between his legs. He works on my back, I work on his cock and balls. To the right again and again I take his hot balls and cock. It is a real joy touching someone hot like Carlos. He is switching again to my left. He kisses my back and rubs my buttocks and back. I feel his right leg on my legs. Is he? I'm asking myself. Yes he is. He scrolls his gorgeous body on mine. I have to take his buttocks. I've seen them, now I feel both, in my right and my left hand. His whole body rubs mine. I lose all sense of time. Please keep doing this, please never stop. He is breathing deep, as deep as mine to feel comfortable and miss anything. His hands, his body are rubbing my body and yes I feel his hard cock between my legs. It is hard, it is hot. He slides a little higher over my body. His cock is in my scrotum, I just wait and hope he is going a little higher again and that he is taking my man pussy. It already opens to receive. Receive his dominant hard prat. I'm moaning again. What he is doing to me is like heaving sex for the first time, the excitement, but a thousand times better, hotter, unexpected things. Again his prat in my scrotum, is he going inside. Just how I like it, he presses a little more firmly. Oh please come in, let me feel the hot rod. Hot hard brutal. Slowly he slides away from me. I know what is coming now. He is standing at my left. 'Turn on your back' he commands softly. I would do everything he is asking. So I do. He starts at my shoulders, my breast. My legs and up to my belly. Than my cock, again I feel in heaven. His hands making me feel like wax from my head to my toes. He is working all over my body, pins and needles. I feel if his hands are everywhere. Carlos puts some new warm pour on my body. Rubbing it over my whole body. He kisses light my body, his hands keep rubbing my body. His chest is scrolling over my chest. Than he lifts his right leg scroll over my legs. He goes further and is all over my body. I'm covered with masseur. Immediately I lay my hands over his body. His back, his buttocks. He is controlling me complete. I'm heavy breathing while he is rubbing his whole body over mine. I know, at this moment I'm in heaven. Greedy my hands sliding over his perfect hot body. A flash in my mind thinking: I'm just a client for him in two hours he is someone else giving this great experience. He kisses my face all over. Gentle he presses his lips to mine, kisses my face and again I feel his lips on mine. I just can enjoy it, no matter that it will be over in, I don't know what time. Again he kisses my open mouth, his tongue is touching mine. Please let the world stop turning. This has to be my mission in life, opening up my mouth if he needs it. While kissing my body he softly slides of me and is standing on his feet again. I open my eyes and I see the contour of his head and face. I know already it will not be a happy ending, he is to handsome. I grab his cock, it is hard, so I grab it harder, grab his balls and his cock again. His balls are big, his cock is hard. I'm rubbing his prat and it feels wet. Or maybe I feel the oil he has taken when he was lying on top of me. I don't care, I enjoy what I feel in my hands. Massaging my breast, his cock is very near my face. 'Can I suck it?'. 'No you can touch it'. Very pity but again I touch it, again he pours hot oil on my body. Massaging my belly, my legs, my balls and my moaning cock. And than it is over. Times up. Back to the real world. It will be hard. 'You like some water Juan?' Sounds his voice like music in my ears. 'Yes please'. We both drink our water and than it is time to get dressed. He is very fast to take his short. I do have some more cloth, I have to walk on the street again. When he let me out, no kiss. 'Can we keep in touch?' I ask. 'I never keep in touch with my clients' he says. 'Oké', the only thing I can say and I'm out. Definitely the wrong choice I made, had to look for a massage therapist less handsome than this one, but had to askes this one out for diner or at least a coffee. It was my first tantra massage and it felt great. But now sobered up I walk on the street. So now what to do? I think I can use a good strong coffee, but where to take? At the handsome Cubano Brian but have to walk or take the bus and will take a while before I got my coffee. Or at black bearded lovable sweet Antonio. I'm sure he immediately knows that something is wrong and I can't explain to him what really is. That leaves me to take the bus for a strong coffee at Brian. I have to wait so I do and look at handsome men to distract my thoughts. Of course I'm not the only one that takes the bus. At the islands lot of people do. And my eyes are seeing something very nice. That is the joy of taking a bus. And I am expecting the bus very soon. Could be a nice trip. Spain has a lot of busses so lot of nice viewings. What I see now, a nice handsome so Spanish guy is sitting on the edge of the sidewalk, in the shade of a tree. Handsome and a very pretty face. Looking a little tired, I think he had a morning shift. Probably far travel to get on his work so also far travel back home. Every day. Wearing a jeans Bermuda, yellow t-shirt and grey espadrilles. Very light skin, hardly tinted, which is pretty special for people of the isles. My gaze is automatically drawn to this boy. The bus is coming. Unfortunately not the bus I have to go with. Neither does he. Another bus comes and he gets up from the curb. As he walks to the bus he looks at me. As he walks by he looks straight into my eyes and it strikes me that he's barely taller than me. His face is beautiful but actually inconspicuous. It surprises me but I think it's because of his sweet appearance. But it has a strong attraction to me. When he stands at the door of the bus he looks at me again. I read in his eyes, 'Aren't you going with me?'. He seems disappointed and gets on the bus. He walks down the aisle and through the window painting I lose sight of him. My imagination ran wild again. I wait for my bus. Pity but I had nice thoughts about that sweet guy. He looked sweet and seemed to be very interested. But that's me, when I take the bus in my direction, the sweet handsome just takes the other way. Like always in real live when I meet someone interesting. My bus is coming and I get in. Who said: A dirty mind is a joy for ever. No it is a disaster for ever. A romantic mind also is a disaster for ever. That is for true. Short trip with the bus and than doing my short walk and can think all things over again. 'Hi Brian', 'Hi Juan'. Of course he is busy and I take a seat and looking at people again. He is coming outside on the terrace and a coffee on his tray. 'It's a strong one, a double espresso' he says 'I can see you need it very badly'. 'Yes your completely right, you can read my face'. 'Well, I can tell you, even a blind one could see and read your face right now. Enjoy'. 'Thank you'. The coffee makes me a man again. A little. Fuck me, I'm such a bloody fool. I thought I had learned my lesson but now I'm afraid I'll never learn. What can I do to make... 'Your phone is ringing' Brian says to me 'For sometime already'. 'Ah thank you'. By the time I pick up the phone isn't ring anymore. It is alright with me, not interested in more bad news. It starts ringing again. It must be important or someone wants to have my money. As usual, everyone needs my money. The only two choices I can think of. Strange, my king who not wants to be my king. 'Yes?' the only think I can say. 'Hi Carlos here'. Not necessary to say, of course I know that. 'Hi it's me, you left your socks in my apartment. I think you know already'. 'My socks? I ask amazed. 'I didn't wear socks when I came to you'. 'Well it must be yours he said, you where my only client this morning. I'm sure you want them back'. I'm pretty sure that I didn't wear socks but I can't think clear now. 'Oké' the only word I can think of and I said it more than once today. 'I bring them to you later, have another client this afternoon, let's say eight o clock when it is alright with you. Oké?' he askes. 'Oké' yes another oké. 'What is your room number?'. '603'. But I didn't left socks in his apartment. I am very sure. Strange. 'Brian!'. 'Yes it's me'. 'I want to pay'. 'Oké'. I'm not the only one that says oké seems. Better take the bus back. Time slowly goes forward just like it has to be in vacation. No hurry. No handsome boy that looks interested in me this time. At the apartment I'm gonna drink at least a bottle of water, it's hot today. The massage oil keeps me warm too. First I pack my suitcase and then relax on the balcony. Waiting for tomorrow, the departure. My balcony is in the shade at noon and I love it. Just have to wait to get my socks back, my socks that are not mine. Well, I leave them at the apartment tomorrow when I leave. Don't need socks that are not mine.
Loud shrill bell wakes me up, was a great feeling sleeping outside. Little dizzy I open the door. 'Hi, I'm Socks, can I come in. This bottle of wine wants to get empty and these two wine glasses want to be filled up' Carlos says. I'm a little speechless. 'Uhhh yes come in'. He kisses my right cheek. 'Three kisses you said' and we kiss both on the other cheek and again on the right. 'You had been long at the door? I was sleeping on the balcony' somehow I have to explain. 'Well not longer than two hours' he says and again his dazzling smile. I can't help it, I have to smile too. 'Shall I open the bottle or do you want to throw me out anyway?' he askes and is laughing. 'No, no, sit down, open the bottle and we drink until we don't know that the world is turning'. 'Hahaha don't know if this bottle is big enough to get us both drunk and forget'. 'We will see how far we get'. 'Sounds good, nice view you got'. I agree. 'But today I had a lot of nice views. I really could live with that'. I can see how he opens the wine and fill up the glasses, he is a pro. 'But tonight I definitely don't wanna get drunk, it is an important night, a very important. I never would forgive me when I don't remember every second of it de rest of my life'. Don't know what he means by that. Careful he give one glass in my hand. 'On friendship' he says. I'm silent, I don't know what to say. I'm confused about this. The socks that he calls himself, the visit, the wine, the friendship. This morning he didn't want friendship. I don't even think he is drunk. 'Shall we sit on the balcony?' I ask because I need to say something. 'Yes, you're the boss'. We both go outside and we sit, just sitting. I'm confused. Sounds from the street rise to the balcony. I like the sounds. The sounds of life and I don't have to talk. I'm really out of words. Carlos also shuts up. Serene tranquility and enjoying the sounds of the street. Than out of nowhere 'How is your Spanish doing?' he askes. 'Well, it is horrible. The words I should use I forget immediately when I read them'. 'Aha that is not the way it should go. Let start now with some lessons. I'm sure I'm a good teacher'. 'Haha, I bet you are right. When you are as teacher half as good as your looks and your massage than I even will remember the words the rest of my life. I'm sure'. 'Lets start than, ¿Dónde está tu cama?'
I feel how I look, the look of not understanding a word. 'Where is your bed? Don't say over there but show me'. 'Oké I will'. 'Le doy a todo sobre tu cuerpo un nombre lo llamamos. Every part of your body I give a name how we call it'. 'That will be an intense study'. 'That is: Eso me parece un estudio intenso'. 'Well you're really a good teacher'. Carlos smiles his stunning smile again. Carlos is pushing me on the bed than his hands slide over my body. 'Cuerpo, body' and my body tingles all over being touched by his hands. Feeling his breath also over my skin. His hands on my head and touching my hair. 'Cabello, hair'. 'Your forehead, tu frente. Cejas, eyebrows'. His forefinger caresses my eyebrows. 'Eyes, ojos' he presses his lips gently to my eyelids. Yes I closed my eyes even I would keeping them open all the time for missing nothing of his face and body. 'Orejas, ears. I get licks over my ears. Las mejillas, cheeks'. And a kiss on my cheeks I get. And again on both cheeks. His fingers pointing out each point he mentions over my body 'Nariz, nose, boca, mouth. Chin, mentón. Cuello, neck'. My skin twitches under his touch. 'Espalda, shoulders. Nipple pezón'. I get shivers under his touch. He kisses my stomach and licks lower. 'Idiota, prat'. His lips, his tongue up and down my cock. I feel as in a pink dreamland, than I must be Ken, but this is real. My hands curling in his black hair. It feel comfortable, it feels like coming home. It feels good, it feels like destination reached. 'Te voy a besar, I'm going to kiss you' I hear whispering from down. Butterflies take over my body as he kisses just above my cock. 'Te voy a amar, I'm going to love you'. His fingers slowly and lightly stroke my balls. 'Te voy a follar, I'm going to fuck you'. His forfinger reaches my butthole and it gives me shivers all over my body. 'Te voy a follar duro, I'm going to fuck you hard. Te voy a llenar, I'm gonna fill you up'. And I feel one of his fingers sliding in my ass, and another one and I feel a third coming in, he is preparing my asshole for taking over. He is going to drive me crazy. 'Eres mia, you are mine'. Voy a tener sexo contigo, I am going to have sex with you. Sexo largo y caliente, long hot sex. Eres mia. Eres mia. You are mine. You are so fucking mine'. He is gliding over my body and I feel his lips on my belly, my nipples, my chin and my lips. His tongue penetrates my mouth and seeks my tongue. I surrender completely to him. I want to fulfill every wish of him. Every wish his tong desires from me. I will do. 'I wanna kiss you for hours and the rest of my life' he whispers. 'Yes please, I'm all yours, take me, use me, love me. I'm your slave'. My heart is beating like crazy, I think the neighbors can hear it. I don't care, as long as I can feel my King. Gently he kisses my lips again. He is getting more greedy, I can feel he wants to take what is his. And I am all his. He owns me and I like it. His kisses are hot. I wrap my arms around him, I just want to feel his body. This perfect boy in my arms. I wrap my legs around him. Tight, I don't even want to let him go. I want to get fucked, my king has to let me feel that I am his servant, his slave. 'Please fuck me'. 'I will. I'm gonna fuck you this whole night, this hot night you are mine. My guy, my slave, my ass, my fire. You ignite the hottest fire in me. The fire I need as much as you need my hot cum'. ' I'm yours, I'm your slave'. 'Yes you are all mine'. He whispers in my ears. I wrap my arms fast around his perfect hot body. My legs also around his hot body. I feel hot and in extasy. Knowing what is gonna happen when I do this, I really hope he his ready to start owning my body. Learning Spanish now is not the most important. My prostate get to know his hard cock and juicy cum now is the most important I can think of. He is a real top, he understand what I am searching of. I feel his glans working his way in my moaning asshole. His domination let me open it and gives a warm welcome to this meat. 'The hot fuck is coming, enjoy it. Cause I will'. A hard thrust and his dick is up to his filled balls in my hole. 'Use me, please use me for your joy my King. I am yours the rest of my life'. Hard with a lot of dominance I feel his cock finding its way in my peach. It is juicy and willing, moaning and greedy. My hole has bin waiting for this, the use, the love, the fertilization. Carlos is pounding his hard hot cock in my ass, it really feels that he needed it as much as I do. He is giving it me. The satisfaction of getting used and to serve. Good hot sex with a handsome hot guy that knows how to use. 'Gonna fuck you,,, gonna fill you up,,, gonna impregnate you. You are fully mine, full, full, full, mine'. He kisses my lips again and I can feel at his pounding he is going to do what he promised to do. Fuck my ass deep. He is holding my shoulders and rides my ass to fill it. 'Eres,, mi,, puta,,, mi,, puta,,, mi,, puta,,, I love you, you really are my whore,,,'. He is pressing his mouth on mine. His tongue slips into my mouth and does what it is there to do. Our tongues are playing with each other. I never felt better. 'We are not done yet' he whispers softly in my ear. I hardly can understand what he is saying. 'Your ready for the next round?' he askes again and I feel how he is taking his dick back out of my ass. Sorry for let it go but exited for the next round. My hands caress his body as he slides further and further up. I can lick his stomach and I taste the little salty sweat and I love it. Sweat of doing this beautiful job with and in my body. Now he's touching my lips with his dick and I open my mouth. Suck his dick deep inside, I can taste his cum. Very tasty, very Carlos. My tongue licks over his delicious glans. My Carlos moans, he's enjoying himself. Just the way I want to spoil him, he deserves it. He deserves the best. And that's me. Deeply pounding his cock in my throat, I barely can take it. 'Suck me, suck my cock. It is all yours sweety. Mi cariño, mi bebé, mi condón, lick the cum of my dick. I only can lick his dick, I really need this. The feeling is golden. Don't know how long this joy will take but I can feel he is getting slowly his cock out of my mouth. I try to suck it in more but he is the boss. Now it is out of my mouth. 'Dale la vuelta boca abajo, turn over on your stomach and show me your ass' he recommends. And so I do. He is laying on my back and brutally he takes possession of my ass. A hard thrust and he's deep inside me 'mi puta!'. I can feel his balls but not for long. His violent thrusts fill my pleading asshole. He growls, moans and moans in pleasure. He is filling me with hot cum the second time. I take it all, I need it so badly. And he is giving it to me, no restraint, just filling. His hot breath in my neck and men how I love this. Giving him a real good feeling. Again I would like this never ends. This is enjoyment for the both of us. 'Now I think it is time for you to go to sleep baby, sunrise is coming fast. I miss you already even you have to leave in just six hours'. Like a good boy, I crawl into his arms and feel intensely happy.
Suddenly awake. It still is dark outside but I feel something in my ass again, hard and hot. 'Sorry I woke you up but I had to. My cock wants to be deep inside you'. Carlos is giving me a heavy fuck again. And I can't resist him. He does what I beg him to do. He just delivers and fill my ass with his cum. I'm in love with his dick. 'Go to sleep again. Love you and your good ass'.
Again I awake but this time the alarm is going, have to get up. Departure time. Everything in a rush now. No time for kissing, fucking, filling up. How I wanted it would never stop, but wanting is not reality. Departure is reality. Just a big kiss over my suitcase and than we leave together. Hand in the key at the reception, promising that I'll be back again next year and I feel sad. So sad, I have to wait a whole year getting my King back in my arms, mouth and ass. Carlos feels the same. 'Last time my arms around your body'. 'I feel so sad, this was the happiest night in my life and the hottest. I don't want to leave you behind'. 'I don't leave you my hot guy, I'm your king and I'm in your heart and you are deep in my heart'. A last time I feel his lips on mine. 'We going to meet again' he whispers in my ear. The bus is arriving and I have to get in. A last time I look in his beautiful brown eyes and I get in. People around me are talking about the fun the had. I only can think about my incredible beautiful night and I feel warm inside me. I will have to live on this super experience for a whole year. Looking forward to. The airport is coming into view and time to get out of my contemplation. The hustle and bustle of an airport consumes all the attention. People watching and rushing to the plane. And be grateful for the hard work of the crew. I admire them. Hours of being ready for everyone. I close my eyes anyway, the night was short. And I feel relaxed. I wake up from the descent. Eindhoven is in sight as we say. Normal life is about to start again.
That was four weeks ago and now I'm waiting. Waiting for his call. The call I not say no when he speaks the words: 'I just landed. Can you pick me up?'
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