A Week in Paradise

I was lying on my stomach on the sunbed by the pool. I was wearing only a blue thong. The plan was to get a thong tan line and have as much sex as I could.

Usually, I'm a shy guy, so showing my ass off this way is not an everyday thing for me. Still, after a breakup, I've decided to come to a small gay clothing-optional resort in Maspalomas, Grand Canaria. This was only my first day, and I had met the daddy of my dreams earlier in the afternoon. I don't remember the last time I felt such a strong desire for someone, but to me, he was mesmerizing. And he must have been into me, too, because we had the most passionate quickie. After sex, we talked a bit and agreed to get together later in the afternoon; he had to take care of some business and leave the resort for a couple of hours.

I still felt the taste of his cum in my mouth. Having sex with him gave me a new sense of confidence. So this was me -- a slut who spreads his legs in his thong by the pool. I no longer minded if other guests saw this new me. Actually, it turned me on a bit.

At first, I was alone by the pool, but later an older couple arrived. They sat carefully in a position where they could see me -- of course, both were pretending to read a book, but I caught them gazing at my firm, smooth body. I did not find them attractive, but I enjoyed the fact that I would give them some jerk-off material later.

I was dreaming of my daddy, his piercing blue eyes, smooth beefy body, beautiful cock, and deep voice, and I was hoping that he would return soon and fucks my hole. But it was not purely sexual; I wanted him to hold me after, kissing me, hugging me.

At least an hour went by, and I got hornier and more and more impatient. Negative thoughts also came to mind: What if that was all? What if I was good only for a blowjob? I am not insecure, but he was the man of my dreams, so it already meant something to me.

Suddenly, a stranger's voice stopped my worrying mind.

"Bud, that ass is fucking hot in that thong."

I looked up. It was a black guy in a red Speedo. He must have been in his early thirties; he was lean and muscular, covered with tattoos.

"Thanks... I guess."

"Sorry, I didn't want to..."

"No, no, no. I'm glad you said that.", and I couldn't help but look at his penis in that Speedo. What can I say? Not much room left for imagination: that dick must have been enormous.

"I'm Max, by the way," he said, lying on the sunchair beside me.

"Hey Max, I'm Bruno".

"So, Bruno, you have an award-winning bum, but you know that. Otherwise, you wouldn't show it off like this. I bet those two older fellows will jerk off all night long to you."

"Funny, I had the same impression a bit earlier".

"Don't blame them; I'm gonna do the same."

The idea of him jerking off to my ass made me instantly hard -- but also confused. Was I not supposed to be a good boy waiting for my super-hot daddy? Instead, it took me an hour, and I was flirting with a stranger. My daddy could come back any minute, and I wondered what his reaction would be. Max kept talking, and his deep, seductive voice confused me even more.

"I'm a professional photographer, Bruno, and I'd love to make a few pics of you, if you don't mind. It is all done from behind, so you don't need to worry, you don't have to show your face, and nobody will ever recognize you. So what do you say? Wanna come to my room?"

I couldn't help but smile. How could I say no to that? Max smiled back at me and got up from the sunchair. I got up too and followed him through the garden.

His bungalow was very similar to mine, with a huge wall-to-wall glass window facing the pathway. If the curtains were not drawn, people walking by could see everything in the living room.

Inside, he offered me some drinks, and I had some tequila to loosen up. I sat on his huge sofa as he looked for his camera. Here I was, wearing almost nothing, sitting in a stranger's room. Who was, by the way, fucking hot.

Suddenly, he towered in front of me with his camera and started to instruct me. His voice was less friendly now, more distant, more commanding, and that cold professionalism mixed with that most intimate moment made everything even sexier.

"Turn around, lean over a bit. That's it. Push your ass a bit. That's it. That's it." And I gave myself totally to this moment; I wanted to be a good model and serve him by showing off as sexy as possible.

"I have a question, Bruno. I did some really great ones about your butt, but I was wondering if you would be willing to show off your hole, too."

"Sure, shall I get completely naked?"

"Let's take some pictures with the thong first. Just spread your legs apart so I can get a closer look." So I opened my legs, and I pushed my butt into the air, exposing myself fully to him. Only the blue thong covered my hole. As I heard the camera clicking rhythmically, he kept on instructing me: „That's it. Beautiful. Push it." I enjoyed the attention so much that I even started to play with my nipples gently.

"Can you lower your thong, Bruno? Very, very slowly?" he asked, and I did it happily. "Mmmm, you already have some tan line. It's fucking hot."

I was glad to hear that. I took my time to linger, teasing him, revealing my man-pussy as slowly as possible. But finally, my hole was wholly exposed: smooth, shaved, wanting to be cared for. And he was exploring with his camera, getting closer and closer.

"Could you grab your ass cheeks and pull them apart a bit so that I can get even a closer look?" And I did. "Would you mind if I spit on them?"

I was way beyond words; I could only moan. And he spat on my hole, right in the middle. I felt like I was about to explode.

"Rim me, please," I whispered to him.

"Yeah? You want that, boy?"

"Fuck yeah, throw that fucking camera away and eat my hole, please."

I closed my eyes and felt that he grabbed my asscheeks and teasingly pulled them apart. And when my hungry hole was finally facing him, he very gently and very slowly kissed it. That was a new sensation: his warm tongue made a circle around my hole, and then, slowly, he pushed it inside of it. He literally started to fuck me with his tongue -- in and out, in and out, and I began to moan so loud that probably the guys by the pool could hear it.

After a minute, he changed his strategy and started to lick my hole up and down. I couldn't believe my luck: this fucking hot black stud eats my hole. I felt like the unleashed slut I had always dreamt of being, who seduces men with his smooth bubble butt. First, my super hot daddy, and now Max, who rims my man pussy so eagerly.

As Max worked my hole, I was thinking of my hot daddy. I imagined for a minute that he was riming me. Maybe I should have waited for him, but my desire was too urgent.

Suddenly, Max stopped eating my pussy, and I felt his dick against my hole. I had no reason to be shocked -- a rim job is mostly a foreplay for fucking, but it got me as a surprise.

He grabbed my pecs from behind and gently started to play with my nips as he pushed his dick into my ass. It felt like my nips were wired to my lower body, the pleasure made me push my hole against his cock. As I moaned, I made it very clear that I wanted him inside me.

There was no lube needed; he prepared my hole perfectly, and inch by inch, he pushed his cock inside me. God, this guy knew how to fuck! He was gentle and slow, but he knew what he wanted and how to get it.

"Good boy", he whispered into my ear as he was entering me. „Your perfect ass made me so hard, you left me no choice; I have to fuck your pussy." His words made me even more relaxed, and I could take his whole cock inside.

He stayed there for a few seconds and then slowly and rhythmically started to work his cock in and out. His hands are still on my beefy pecs, squeezing them.

"I'm gonna cum soon, boy, I'm too horny. Can I cum inside of you?"

"Yes, please, fill me with your cum."

He fucked my hole faster and faster. I was completely lost in this moment of being his fucktoy - but then I saw something.

My daddy was in the garden!

He was outside, but he was watching us through the glass windows. He must have returned to the resort because he had street clothes, jeans, and a t-shirt.

He looked deep into my eyes, and I couldn't tell if there was disappointment or desire. I mean, I was supposed to wait for him, and instead, here I was on all four fucked by a black stud.

And suddenly, Daddy gave me that dirty smile that made me crazy, and I knew he liked what he saw. And he approved. I saw deep desire in those piercing blue eyes. He stepped a bit closer to the window to have a better look.

Daddy and I had deep eye contact as Max, utterly unaware of our voyeur, was fucking my hole faster and faster.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum, aaaagggh" and Max unloaded his cum inside my cunt. I could feel inside me that it was a big load. Max froze for a moment, totally drained after the breeding, and then he pulled his cock out of me. „Thanks, boy, that was hot. You don't mind if I take a shower?", and he left without waiting for the answer.

So here was I, totally naked and filled with come with a massive erection, and my daddy is outside, only a couple of meters from me, watching his slut boy -- I needed to cum soooo badly.

I changed position and lay down on my back. I spread my legs so Daddy can get a very clear view of my hole. His face was full of desire -- but he didn't move, just stayed there a few steps from me on the other side of the glass wall. It felt so fucking sexy being watched by him.

He got his phone out of his pocket and started to record me. Fuck I loved his dirty mind. He will have the recording of this lush moment, so I wanted to make the best of it. I wanted to be his perfect boy.

I smiled into his camera and started to care for my super sensitive nipples; he could tell from my face I was in heaven. And then I grabbed my dick and masturbated only for him.

I spread my leg to expose my hole fully, and slowly started to push the cum out of it. Max's cum leaked out of me, drop by drop, as I jerked off with one hand and played with my hole with the other one. Oh God, that hot motherfucker had pumped me with a huge load, my smooth man-pussy was so wet and messy with his cum.

As I was masturbating, I couldn't take my eyes off of daddy. His smile told me that he loved the view. I exposed myself to him and his camera as much as humanly possible, pushing more and more cum out of my hole, and I knew I was really, really close.

He was holding his phone with one hand, recording me, but he lifted his other hand into the air, indicating that he would make a count-down. I understand immediately that I have to cum on one.

Four fingers -- I felt I'm too close, so I started to play with my two nipples instead of my dick -- covering them with hot cum.

Three fingers -- I returned to my hole. I fingered it. One finger. Two fingers. I was so wet with Max's cum.

Two fingers -- and I was bating so hard like never before. My daddy was watching me, recording me. Even if he was over a glass window, I totally and unconditionally gave myself to him. I was moaning, almost whining, because I knew only one thing was left...

And finally, he let me cum -- one finger in the air -- and I was shaking and screaming from my orgasm. My dick became a cum fountain. I came on my chest, and I came on my beard and my face.

And then it was over. I was lying there for a second. He stopped recording. I stood up and went out to him to the garden, as I was naked and covered in cum.

"Did you like it, daddy?"

He kissed my cum-covered mouth.

"That was the hottest thing, boy. I'm glad you shared that with me. You want to take a shower at my bungalow?"

I said yes and followed him through the garden. It took me half a day and he made me this slut who walks in a resort with cum on his face and cum dripping out of his hole. I loved it.

Suddenly, I realized that I had left my lucky thong in Max's apartment, so I told Daddy to meet him a minute later.

When I returned to Max's, he was already out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Sorry, I left my thong here."

"That was one hell of a show, boy.", he smiled at me wickedly. And I got it; he must have returned from the shower earlier. I was so busy masturbating for Daddy that I didn't even see that I had another voyeur.

"I'm glad you liked it."

"That hot daddy -- is he your boyfriend?"

"I wish..."

"Well, good luck with that."

I left his room wondering if his last sentence had any double meaning. Why would it? Hmmm.

Daddy was already waiting for me on his terrace with a cocktail. He drew me close and put his hand on my ass.

"I made you this. You deserve it. I don't have anything else to do today. Wanna hang out?"