Date: Fri, 29 Nov 2013 12:44:04 -0500 From: John skehan Subject: Iceland Adventure The usual warnings. This is a work of fiction,mostly drawn from the writer's imagination. There is sex between consenting males,lots. If your country forbids such things-leave, If you are underage-leave. If you are offended by man on man sex-leave now! If you stay then recognize that in ths imagined world there is no disease. But in the real world you must protect yourself and others. This work is the property of the author and may not be reproduced without written permission. Please asupport Nifty with your donations so that we al may continue to enjoy gay literature.Comments-good or instructive are welcomed- jaskejr@hotmail Now unzip and get ready for a stimulating bit of fiction. Iceland Adventure by JAs Before I begin,I'll let you know a little about myself. I consider myself-35 years old average-height 5'11,close to 170 lbs,dark hair-not greying yet nor thinning. I work out twice a week whereever I am,trying to hold off gaining unnecessary pounds. I watch my diet to avoid illness. I'm travel writer,free lance work mostly. I like to travel,to see new places,visit old haunts. I spend a great deal of time on airplanes. Therein lies this tale. A lesson I should've learned-never book a flight on a US airline when there's talk of war. Once I had been stuck in Frankfort,Germany for 48 hrs while my plane ferried troops to god knows where. On my next trip to the US I decided to fly via Iceland. The flight was cheap and I knew I'd get to the US without a problem. I was in no hurry since I was to visit family in New York,never a pleasant time since I came out,8 years ago. I arrived in Paris the night before my morning flight. After a nice dinner I made a tour of the gay bars around the Marais. In those days there was plenty of action in the backrooms. One bar was even having a "naked" party. Well,it was advertised as a underwear party but we all know where that leads. At 2AM I stumbled back to my hotel,leaving a message to wake me at 7AM. The phone rang promptly at 7AM.I managed to get myself arranged and check out before 8 to go to the airport. It was rush hour and the RER trains were crowded with workers. We arrived at the airport, CDG,and I made a beeline for my airline's checkin counter. When I checked in I was told that the flight would board a little early since it was not full. Fine with me,I went for a coffee and croissant,then headed for the assigned gate. At the gate I noticed that there were only 30 other people. I figured the rest would show up before the boarding started. Well,20 minutes later and there were still only the 31 of us and they announced boarding for all passengers,unlike the normal row by row boarding. I walked down the airway,expecting a plane to be there. But no,we were ushered onto a bus and driven out to our plane,a 757, sitting on the tarmac. Boarding was quick and the flight attendants,among them 3 very cute guys in their twenties,told us to take our assigned seats until boarding was finished. As you can imagine with only 31 passengers that took no time at all. The captain came on the PA and announced that we would depart early due to expected weather problems en route. The cabin crew,all twelve of them,circulated down the aisle telling us to sit any where we wanted. I,along with everyone else,grabbed 3 seats in a row to catch a nap later. There were still many empty seats on the plane. After the usual pre-takeoff instructions we were ready to go. One of the cute blond flight attendants took a seat across the aisle from my three. As we buckled up and the plane got in line for takeoff. We struck up a conversation. He was obviously a bit of a flirt. 30 minutes into the flight,a meal was served,along with drinks. My cute guy brought my selected meal tray to my seat,along with a bottle of wine and one of champagne. He explained that the airline had ordered a full meal service,expecting more passengers so there would be extra food if we were hungry. At the end of my very full meal and wine I needed to go to the head. One of the cute boys directed me to the back of the plane where the crew usually gathered. There was no one around but the out of order sign was posted on two of the three toilets. I took the available one. To my surprise,inside was my cute blond flight attendant from earlier,naked! Now not being one to pass up any opportunity for a good fuck and being presented with a lean,cute blond ready to play,I felt it was my obligation to show him a good time. It was a bumpy ride for both of us in that tiny space. But we managed a couple of intense orgasms in 20 minutes. His were hands free as I pumped him. I had jooind the mile high club! Later,when I had returned to my seat,the now properly dressed attendant brought me another champagne. He explained that the flight was not full due to the impending invasion of Iraq. Many people were hesitant to travel in war time. The airline was also offering a free 2 day stayover package to ease the backlog of people stranded from earlier flights to Iceland. Since my connecting flight was near the end of the flight schedule,he suggested that I might consider the offer. Being the good guy that I am,I told told him I would accept their kindness. Kurt,my attendant,said that he would take care of all arrangements and guarenteed that I would have a pleasant layover in Iceland. If you've never landed at the main airport in Iceland,it comes as a shock to see your plane going down the runway between rows of giant boulders left over from the time when the island was an active volcano. We deplaned into a crowded terminal. There was an airline employee with a sign poster with my last name. I went up,introduced myself,and was told to pick up my bags and wait for transport to my hotel at the first exit door. Having gotten my bags,I proceeded to the designated door to await my transport. As I waited the crew from the flight came out,talking among themselves. Kurt came over when he saw me. He explained that he and his non-icelandic co-workers were usually put up in one of two hotels in town for their layovers. He told me that the airline had booked me in one of those hotels so he'd see me later. The 20 minute ride into town was uneventful,as I took in the austere landscape. At the hotel desk I was given my room number and also told that I might want to phone the US to tell my family that I would arrive later than expected. Kurt was behind me in the line at the desk. He "accidentally" bumped me as I turned around,getting a grope of my crotch. We smiled and winked. I took the elevator to my room,knowing that my Icelandic adventure had just started. 30 minutes later the phone in my room rang. Of course, it was Kurt. He asked if I wanted to join him in an Icelandic sauna in the hotel's lowest level. I grabbed a swimsuit and headed down. After getting lost in the warren of rooms down there I found the entrance to the sauna complex.There was a pool,jacuzzi,and sauna,all fed from one of the many underground hot springs on the island. The locker room was sparse,simple,and empty. I changed into my swimsuit and headed to the pool and sauna. I was surprised to see six naked men in the pool with Kurt in the middle of the group,enjoying himself. He swam over to me and asked why I was dressed since it was a men only night and everyone swam in the nude. I very quickly undressed and joined them. Most of the men were airline employees with a few local guys thrown in. They wereall very fit and seemed to be in their twenties. Kurt introduced me as Tom to the group. After a few laps in the warm pool I was resting at the shallow end when one of the most handsome men that I had ever seen,swam up to me. He introduced himself as Erik. He was a tall,6'4 hunk with reddish blond hair and piercing blue eyes.. We exchanged the usual small talk. He asked where I was from. I told him New York but that I now lived in the south of France. I explained that I was a travel writer and that location gave me access to lots of places to write about. Erik looked at me and said "That is the reason you have such a nice tan." As he said this he ran his hand down my back,resting it on my firm ass. His other hand ran down my chest,stopping to give a nipple a slight pinch before continuing south. I looked down to see my cock filling to its full 8 inches. He grabbed it and gave it a slight pull. He softly said "Since the US Air Force closed the base here we don't see many cut cocks and seldom get to play with them. Yours is very nice." At this point Kurt came over to us. "I see you've met Erik",he said with a smirk. Kurt explained that Erik was a junior executive for an Icelandic firm owned by his family and was staying at the hotel in order to catch his morning flight to New York for a week of meetings. Kurt kissed me on the neck as he ran his hand down to my now hard cock. He pulled Erik in front of me and tugged Erik's foreskin over my hard cut cock. The feeling was electric! I closed my eyes,enjoying the warm pool and the feeling of Erik's foreskin,covering my cock,held there by Kurt's firm grip. His other hand joined Erik's on my ass. They moved in tandom,reaching for my crack,fingering it lightly. Erik moved in to kiss me firmly,as I moaned at the sensations going through my body. Kurt whispered in my ear,"We're having a party later in Erik's room. Care to join us?" I moaned my acceptance through Erik's deep kiss. I opened my eyes to see that we were the only ones left in the pool. I had noticed earlier that the other men were standing,lounging really at the other side of the pool,watching while trying not to stare. Now they were gone. Erik suggested that we hit the sauna before showering. After we settled in the sauna, Kurt excused himself to get us some beers. When he returned he handed each of us a beer and small blue pill,saying we'd need these for the party. After ten minutes in the sauna we went to the group shower. We washed each other,feeling as we went. Erik explained as we dried off that it was time to join the others for the party. From the looks of our three hard cocks we were ready to enjoy the party. We took the elevator to Erik's floor. When he opened the door I saw bags from every duty free shop in europe and north america scattered around the room. Kurt saw my surprised look. "Just another benefit of working for the airline" he said as he unpacked bottles of liquor. There were also bottles of lube and condoms scattered around the room. As we undressed there was a knock on the door. Erik answered in his birthday suit. A cute young bellboy from the hotel staff brought in a cheese tray. He didn't seem to even notice that there were three naked men in the room. Erik gave him a tip,signed the chit and whispered something in his ear. AS the young man was leaving the other guys from the pool showed up. Kurt exclaimed "Party Time everyone!" They quickly undressed and headed for the bar Kurt had set up. Erik placed a brown bottle under my nose. I didn't need to be told what to do as I inhaled the poppers. Another knock at the door caught everyone's attention. This time Kurt answered the door,opening it to reveal our bellhop with a stack of fresh towels. Kurt took the opportunity to grab the cute one's ass and ask when he got off work. "An hour from now." he replied. Kurt then told him to come up and join the party if he felt like it. He nodded.saying he would see us in an hour. Kurt re-introduced me to each of the guys there. Each one took the opportunity to grab my ass or cock in greeting. We drank,talked,fondled each other for a while. Erik put on the porn channel on the TV with,surprisingly,a gay video on. He explained that in Iceland gay porn was as common as straight porn on the cable channels. The sexual tension in the room was elevated a few notches as we watched the TV. There was a soft knock on the door which Erik answered,revealing our teen bellhop wearing just a robe and flip flops. He walked in,dropped the robe,and lay on the bed to watch the Tv with the others. Kurt brought him a drink while Erik passed the brown bottle to him. By this time the action on the screen was nothing compared to the action in the room. Kurt had taken the boy in his arms,spreading his legs as he climbed on top of him. Two pairs of guys were having a rimming contest. Meanwhile Erik had pushed me onto the bed,next to the young bellhop. He smothered my body with kisses as he made his way down to the prize he sought. Kurt had begun to rim the bellhop in preparation for his deflowering. I could see out of the corner of my eye his extra long tongue as it stabbed into the pucker of the whimpering boy. Erik stopped sucking my cock to watch Kurt's seduction of the boy. The boy was twisting his ass into Kurt's face,trying to get more of that tongue inside him. Erik took my interest in the scene as his cue to lift my legs and he began to give my buns soft kisses and nips with his teeth. Kurt had moved the boy around so that his face was buried in my crotch,licking the sides of my cock eagerly. I heard a soft whimper as Kurt entered the young man. Erik,not to be left out,gave both of us another hit of poppers.He lubed two fingers and began to open my ring for his now massive cockhead. After spending a few minutes working my pucker,Erik placed his well lubed cock at my entrance. He eased the massive head in slowly,letting me feel each inch as he filled the needy void in my body. When I felt his public hair brushing my ass cheeks,I sighed. Seeing me relaxed Erik picked up his pace,plowing me ever more quickly and deeply. The others had gathered around to watch,taking turns,feeding me their uncut cocks. This seemed to turn Erik on more. Erik and Kurt moaned at the same time,then yelled as they filled the love tunnels under them with their man juice. When they finally pulled out they were immediately replaced by two others of the group. This went on for the night as each of the eight men filled me and I in turn filled each of them. At times we would rest to recharge our batteries for another round. Kurt and the young boy were cum pigs,sucking the fresh loads out of our tired asses as we lay face down on the bed. After a few hours and several rounds of fucking we agreed to call it a night,a long northern night. It was only the two of us,Erik and I,left in the room. He took me into the shower to get cleaned up. Then invited me to stay for the rest of the night. We lay in bed,my back to his front,spooning against me with that long,thick cock nestled in my crack. I could only hope that by morning it would again be filling my empty space with his love juice. Icelandic adventues 2 The usual advice goes. If your country or state forbids man to man sex stories-leave! If you are underage-leave now! If man on man sex offends you-too bad-leave! This story contains scenes of sex between consenting men-lots of it. This story is the.property of the author.Publishing it under any other person'd name is strictly forbidden. Support nifty to keep enjoying the great stories. Your donations are vital. Also support writers of all nations. They are the truth tellers in a world of spin propaganda. Always look for the truth behind the smile. If you enjoy this pelase consider a contribution to nifty. Icelandic adventure -2 JAS We got up at 6AM when the front desk rang up with Erik's wake up call. Having only 3 hours of sleep,I wanted to bury my head under the covers. But Erik had a flight to catch. I heard the shower going and decided that I'd better head back to my own room. I went into the bathroom,did my morning business, splashed water on my face,and went to find my cloths. Erik came out of the bathroom,naked,drying his hair. He handed me a piece of paper. "This is my contact information for New York.",he said,"I'd like to see you again." I looked at his naked,sculpted body and knew that I'd use the info for another session with him. I returned to my own room and bed. In what seemed like only a few minutes the phone rang. I looked at the clock .I had slept for 4 hours. I picked up the phone to hear a cheery Kurt on the other end. "Time to get up for your tour of Reykjavik." Now in a nation of barely 240,000 people,most of whom live in the capital city,our tour took less than 2 hours. We stopped for lunch at a small cafe. During lunch I quized Kurt about himself and his work. Kurt was not a native. He,27, was born and raised in Sweden. Most of the airline employees were not Icelanders. Among the employees there ws a wide range of nationalities. The airline had been founded after the second world war with just 2 planes,bought from the US air force. Over 2 decades it had grown with 4 routes to the US and 12 planes. It served 5 european cities. Kurt at 26, was well educated with a university degree but a desire to travel. His job afforded the opportunity to see many new places. We also talked of my work,writing travel articles for North American magazines and of th places I had visited. After a simple,but expensive lunch,we decided to see one of the wonders of Iceland-the geyser Strokkur. It regularly shot plumes of crystal clear blue water hundreds of feet into the air. Sunset in Iceland comes early,around 4 PM in the afternoon. They have few hours of daylight this time of the year. We headed back to the hotel. Kurt suggested that we go for another,quieter swim and sauna. It sounded like a good idea to me. I needed the exercise after the night's marathon of sex. This time we donned swimsuits since the pool now held mixed company. After a turn in the pool and sauna I decided to head back to my room for a nap. Kurt thought that would be a good idea. At my door he gave me a light kiss and said he's see me at dinner later. I managed to get 3 hours of sleep before waking and taking a quick shower. As I was standing next to my bed,when I heard a soft knock at my door. Wrapping the towel around me,I went to answer it. There stood the cute,blond bellboy from the night before but now in his tight fittng uniform. "Kurt asked me to make sure you're awake for dinner.",he said. I thanked him and expected him to leave. But he stood just inside the door.I turned as he smiled. "I like your cut cock.",he whispered,"can I see it again?" I turned,locked the door,and dropped the towel. He went to his knees and proceeded to closely examine my cock as if it were a wonder of the world. I could see the lust in his eyes.He licked it then engulfed it in his warm mouth. As he sucked he tugged at his own pants,freeing his uncut dick. I raised him by his shoulders from the floor,kissed him,tasting my own cock's pre-cum on his lips. I turned him around,pulled his pants down,and grabbed the lube from the nightstand. He pulled his ass cheeks apart giving me a view of his hot,twitching,pink pucker. I thought for just a second before plunging my tongue to prepare that hole. In a few minutes of prepping his hole his moaning told me he was ready. I lubbed my cock with a generous amount and entered into the tight,willing,slick hole that so many had taken the night before. His inner muscles gripped me,flexing to give my hard cock new sensations. This boy knew how to use his ass muscles. My orgasm only took a few minutes to fill him. He moaned as he unloaded his own cum with one stroke of his hand. He quickly cleaned himself,dressed,and gave me a kiss before leaving. I shaved and showered again,washing the scent of the bellboy from my body. Since we were eating in the hotel restaurant I dressed casually in jeans and a pullover. I called Kurt's room. He was almost ready so I left for the lobby. Arriving I saw the bellboy and gave him a wink. He blushed a deep red. A few minutes later Kurt arrived with a man I recognized as one of the pilots from my flight the day before. He was introduced as Ted,from Toronto. He was in his late twenties with large hands,a man's man. We greeted each other with a firm handshake. We went into the restaurant and were given a table overlooking the courtyard and discreetly away from others. We ordered our meals and Icelandic beer. After the waiter left,Ted leaned over to me and said,"Sorry I missed the party last night. Kurt told me all about it." I smiled at Kurt. He blushed and looked down at the table. "I'm sure that you would've enjoyed it",I whispered to Ted. He was just over 6 feet tall with dark,curly hair. His tight fittng shirt showed off a well built chest. The snug jeans he wore displayed a nice bulge. It was obvious that he was fit. Later,I learned that what they say about men with big feet and big hands is true. We had a nice meal,talking about adventures they had in various cities. I learned that my morning flight to New York would depart at 10,so that I needed to be ready by 8 for the 20 minute ride to the airport and the checkin. After coffee,Kurt excused himself,leaving me alone with Ted. Since he was flying the next day Ted had not been drinking but he invited me to the bar. I ordered another beer and he had a coffee. Breaking the silence,I asked him what his bedroom preferences were. He told me he was usually a top but for the right man would bottom. It was quickly decided that I could audition for the part of the "right man" and we went up to my room with its casting couch-my bed! In the room Ted undressed me slowly,revealing the prize he sought. I was quicker in stripping him. His well muscled body glowed in the soft lamp light.The erect uncut cock stood out hard from a trimmed nest of dark pubic hair. He pulled me into his strong arms,kissing my neck as his hands caressed the mounds of my ass. I melted into his body. Just maybe he'd be the "right man" tonight. He proved to be a vigorous lover,taking me with the right edge of roughness,matched with tender foreplay. His pale ass pumped a darker 8" cock deep into me. The purple pink head was wider than the shaft,causing only momentary pain when he entered. After prepping me with two fingers,Ted mounted me like a rodeo rider who knew what he wanted. He held my hips tight as he pumped repeatedly. Each plunge pressing against my prostate,bringing me to the edge each time. Being on my back,I looked up into his half closed eyes.His moans grew in intensity he pumped me faster.Finally with a loud yell,he was giving up a load of 6 or 7 spurts of hot cum into my love canal and then with a growl he continued to pump me.His face was twisted with the intense pleasure of his orgasm. Later,I took him with equal vigor,giving him my own juices.[ADD SEX] His tight hole,gripping my cock as I unloaded. Spent, we lay in bed,and cuddled. He told me of his past lovers,both of them. I told him that I had yet to have one. He was lucky to have known love. Ted left to get some sleep and I slept soundly. At the early hour of 7 I was awakened by the call from the desk,reminding me that the airport shuttle would leave at 8. Shortly after another young man brought up coffee and sweet rolls for my breakfast. I ate,hurried to get ready to leave. My cute bell boy from earlier arrived to take my bags to the van. He entered the room,dropped to his knees,unzipped me and took one,last reward from my willing cock. I flooded his mouth and stomach with a parting load of sweet man cream. He came at my feet,hands free again. After a quick clean up we left for the lobby. The shuttle left a little after 8 with me and the flight crews aboard. I was pleasantly surprised to see both Ted and Kurt among them. They sat on either side of me in the rear most seat. During the 20 minute ride both of them took the opportunity to feel my goods. I did the same for them,feeling two hard cocks in their uniform pants.I smiled and thanked them for the pleasant stay in Iceland. They were off to resume their normal work schedule with flights to Europe. At the airport I checked in and was given the boarding information and pass for my ongoing flight. At the gate I recognized one of the men from Erik's party. He smiled politely,took my boarding pass and wished me a pleasant flight.I smiled but knew that I was sexually exhausted. Another light meal was served then I fell into a much needed sleep. A few hours later I was awakened by a flight attendant and told to prepare for landing. Deplaning, customs,and baggage pick up took almost an hour at JFK. I exited the baggage area to find my brother waiting. "Long flight?" he asked. "Yes, but I had a very nice layover in Iceland to break it up." If he only knew how pleasurable it had been! I reached into my jacket pocket and found Erik's contact information,knowing I would use it that very night. ***************************************************************************** Ok guys I hope you enjoyed these 2 adventures. If you want more contact me at: jaskejr@hotmail. I have had some wonderful times in my travels and will share them with you. Constructive comments welcomed since I am new to writing for Nifty.