Date: Tue, 12 Jul 2016 00:54:46 +0800 From: Ryan Zackheim Subject: Encounters - London Vacation - Part 10 London Vacation 10 DISCLAIMER AND COPYRIGHT: Please do not take any part or whole of this story without the author's permission. No one under the age of 18 should read this story. WARNING: Due to the depiction of graphic sex and adult situations which may be illegal where you reside and are reading this story, I urge you to check with your local laws. Please contact the author with comments. No flames, please. AUTHOR'S NOTES: 1. Sorry for the very long delay in finishing off the record of my second summer in London, guys. I just got too busy after I got back and then I was back to school etc. I have tried to recall with as much accuracy as I can what happened with as few embellishments as I can:-) 2. I really appreciate all the great email and feedback I received. Again, if I haven't replied, sorry! Life got busy! But I truly like hearing from you, and hope you don't feel shy in giving feedback. I also enjoyed some of the great pics some of you sent lol! 3. Please donate to Nifty! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html It's a valuable resource and would be much appreciated I emerged from the shower and realized the day's exertions had left me feeling relaxed and ready. I looked at the clock by the bedside - it was just half past 11. I looked at the note Mike had left me and instantly felt myself getting hard again. I was a little amazed at myself, to be honest lol! How much more could I take? I lay down on the bed naked, enjoying the soft topper that cradled me gently. I flipped on the television just to see what was on and absentmindedly channel surfed till I settled on some generic news broadcast. I muted the television and found myself dozing off... It seemed so soft at first that I almost didn't hear it, but gradually, the sound of knocking on my door roused me from slumber. The clock flashed 2am. The room was still awash with light, the television was still on, the bed was still comfortable and I was still nude. The knocking on the door continued lightly, hesitantly. I immediately got out of bed and walked over to get the door. I was aware that I was completely naked, but since it was most likely Mike - a man who knew me in the biblical sense - I didn't feel the need to get decent. Besides, it would just slow us down, and I found myself already hard as I swung the door open. Outside, Mike had a sheepish smile on his face that instantly turned into a lascivious grin as he saw my naked form. Without bothering with pleasantries, he came in and grabbed hold of me, pulling me in for a passionate kiss. We played tongue hockey as I let go of the door, and we began stumbling towards the bed as I heard the door click shut. 'Fuck you are so hot,' Mike muttered as he came up for air. His eyes raked over me as we stood by the bed. He was dressed in a t-shirt and khakis. 'Why are you all dressed up?' I asked as I nuzzled his neck, inhaling his male scent as my tongue found the bristly beginnings of his beard at his chin. 'The wife thinks I've gong for a walk. I've been wanting to get down here for hours but she wanted us to talk, Christ. The whole time she yammered on, I was thinking of your beautiful ass and how much I wanted to fuck it,' Mike groaned. I pulled back and smiled at him. 'And where exactly are you meant to be walking to at 2am in the morning?' I asked. He grinned cheekily. 'I told her I couldn't sleep and didn't want to keep her up!' he smiled. 'On the way out, though, I made sure to grab these, just in case,' he said, retrieving a chain of condoms from his pocket. 'Let's get to it then,' I said, looking at his body. Mike wasn't physically ripped nor particularly good looking, but there was something so ordinary and regular-guy about him that made him having gay sex with me seem hotter than usual. He quickly pulled off his t-shirt while I grabbed at his khakis and had them down around his ankles in a flash. He had no underwear on. 'You took a chance going commando,' I said as I felt myself hardening at the sight of his maleness before me. Mike grinned. He was moderately hairy in the chest, but the bush around his cock was a wild and tangled mass that beckoned to me. I was feeling extra slutty - maybe it was the incredible day of sex I'd enjoyed at the hands of so many men, I don't know lol! - but I decided I wanted more than just one cock tonight. 'Have you ever played with more than one guy?' I asked Mike. His expression changed, he looked wary, but then he sheepishly nodded. 'Good. I want more,' I said. 'Get dressed.' 'What are you thinking?' he asked as he reluctantly started tugging his clothes back on while I started pulling on a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt. I knew it would look odd given that it was the dead of November, so I changed into a pair of jeans and pulled on a jacket. 'You'll see,' I replied. 'Besides, you told your wife you were going for a walk - I don't want you to be lying to her,' I laughed. Outside, the air was cold and Mike shivered next to me, under-dressed as he was. Javier was working the concierge desk and I smiled at him as we ventured into the night. I had my phone with me and used the GPS to lead us to our destination. It took a few twists and turns and it sure was cold, but after about 10 minutes, we were standing in front of The Stable - a sauna. 'You kinky little bastard,' Mike said to me with a grin as we entered. A flight of stairs led down and as we stopped in front of the counter, Mike said, 'Good thing I brought my wallet with me,' and gentlemanly paid for both of us. We were given towels and keys to lockers and made our way in. I have never been to a sauna before, and neither had Mike, so two sauna virgins lol! We found the bank of lockers, never encountering anyone along the way, and found our lockers. I stripped eagerly and put everything inside. 'You're not using a towel?' Mike asked. 'What's the point?' I said, already feeling my cock lengthening at the thought of dark anonymous sex. He laughed and joined me in nudity as we fastened the locker keys - thoughtfully secured in elastic wires - around our ankles and made our way. The place was a bit of a maze, once we turned the corner from the locker room through a door. Everything was barely lit with purple lights and loud music was playing. It took a moment to adjust to the darkness but I soon got the hang of it and started walking around. Mike followed behind me, his hands on my ass, gently massaging the cheeks. We were both hard now - I could feel his erect cock poking against my buttocks now and then as we walked - and I kept an eye and ear out for signs of life around us. The place seemed deserted unfortunately, and I felt myself deflating a little. Mike was still behind me, eager, so I stopped and turned to him. We were in a corner and started kissing. I rubbed my cock against his belly and felt his cock against mine. We were both leaking precum and the stickiness between us heightened my arousal. Mike's hands were traveling up and down my body, his touch like fire now as my horniness took over. I gently pushed Mike down to his knees and fed him my cock. He did not hesitate and began slurping eagerly on my tool. I felt his hot mouth envelope my shaft, and I moaned in appreciation. My hands were tangled in his hair and I felt his hands kneading my ass cheeks as he sucked noisily on me. Unexpectedly, I felt a new pair of hands on me, encircling me from behind and reaching for my nipples expertly, tweaking them, as I felt a warm body behind me, and the unmistakable sensation of a hard cock pressing against my ass crack. I wasn't afraid of this new guy - whoever he was - and was even more turned on. As I turned my head back, offering my mouth, I felt his lips claim mine in a sloppy kiss. He had a beard which felt scratchy and sexy to me, as I felt him begin to slide his cock up and down along the crevice of my ass crack. It felt hard and powerful, and I gave in to the sense of sex that was soon overtaking me. Below me, Mike was hard at work on my stick, and when he pulled off, I saw that someone else had appeared beside us, and Mike was splitting his time between this other guy's cock and mine. In the dark, I couldn't make him out clearly, but he was very muscular and ripped, judging from his broad shoulders and narrow waist. His cock, which happened to be illuminated by a purple light right overhead, was very long and thick, and I licked my own lips at it. 'Eat my ass,' I said to no one in particular, but the guy behind me obliged, sinking to his knees and spreading my legs so that my love hole was at his disposal. He quickly buried his face inside my ass, and I felt his tongue licking up a storm amidst the curls of my pubic hair that hid my innermost sanctum. I enjoy being rimmed immensely as a precursor to getting a good poking, and I was hoping that this was where things were heading. The anonymity and darkness of the sauna really added to the sense of mansex - meeting my most basic needs with other guys who no doubt felt the same way. I noticed Mike wasn't working on my cock, and looked down to see that he wasn't there at all. I looked around and, in the purple hazy lighting, saw that he was standing back against the wall, just watching me as my ass was being eaten. There suddenly appeared to be no one else around us. Even in the poor lighting, I saw that Mike's eyes were hooded with lust and I stretched out my hand to feel his pecs. The heat in the room had left a thick sheen of sweat on him, and his skin felt hot to the touch. He came forward eagerly to kiss me, reclaiming my mouth with his as he urgently plunged his tongue into me, flicking and twisting to convey his urgent need for intimacy. I felt his hands reach behind to yank my ass cheeks wide open, and the stranger pushed even more of his face into the crevice of my buttocks, his tongue never stopping its examination of my fun hole which was now fully exposed thanks to Mike. 'I wanna fuck you real bad,' Mike hissed into my ear, and without warning, he pulled away, grabbed my hand and began tugging me away. The stranger behind me disappeared as I stumbled along behind Mike, his death-grip on my wrist feeling like a vise, and I found myself getting even more aroused by his take-charge attitude. Abruptly, he stopped and turned left, and we were in a little room which had a vinyl covered mattress on the floor, and a string of fairy lights strung along one wall illuminating it. It was the bare minimum, but I wasn't complaining as Mike roughly shoved me down on the mattress, landing on top of me, knocking the wind out of me slightly, as his mouth claimed mine again and I felt his very hard penis poking against my navel as he rubbed up against me, each drag of his hairy torso against my tender exposed cockhead sending spasms of ecstasy and excitement coursing through me. Mike got up and reached for a condom from a roll that was put on the floor by the mattress. I could tell he was losing control because he ripped the condom wrapper so hard that the latex sheath flew out and ricocheted off the wall into the dark. 'Fuck!' he cursed as he reached for another while I gave him a leery grin of encouragement. He managed to get the second condom wrapper off without incident and quickly rolled it down his engorged shaft. Then shifting noisily - the vinyl was rather squeaky - he hoisted my legs up against his shoulders and I felt him position his cockhead against my entrance. Forcefully and swiftly, he pushed in and I let out a loud cry as the thick manmeat entered me. Mike kissed me to muffle my sounds of pain and pleasure as he began pistoning in and out of me at a frenetic pace. My assring was on fire as he ravaged me and I felt my eyes rolling back as I gave in to the sexual needs we were both satiating in this primal ritual of rutting. Freed off the restrictions of the hotel, Mike gave voice to his lust and he kept up a constant stream of moans, grunts and swearing as he used his cock expertly to join us as one in our shared desire for sexual release. I wrapped my arms around Mike's neck, pulling him down against me, feeling his sweaty chest on mine as he never stopped his expert fuck strokes in and out of me. 'Fucking slut, you like my fucking cock in you, don't you?' he muttered at me as his eyes, pupils blown with lust, locked onto mine. I nodded silently, communicating my need for his rapacious cock to continue its assault of my private place. 'You're a real horny fucker. Shit, your hole is so fucking tight!' he said loudly. 'Fuck it, man!' I heard an unknown voice say, and I peered over Mike's shoulder and saw the sillhouette of a guy standing by the open doorway of the room watching us. He entered and the fairy lights revealed him to be a real daddy-type, with a lean, tall frame that was strong with muscle and broad and thick, a furry chest and a really long cock that was semi-hard and being stroked by the owner who was taking in the free show of me being given a royal fucking by a married man. I waggled my fingers at him, signalling him to come closer, which he did, kneeling down so his face was illuminated. I didn't care what he looked like to be honest - I just wanted more cock. I closed my right hand over his hardening tool, enjoying the silky skin sliding up and down the rigid pecker, and used it to pull him even closer so he was now positioned by my head as Mike never stopped his rhythmic fucking. Opening my mouth wide, I felt the stranger's cock against my lips, then my tongue and soon at the back of my throat. His tool had a distinct ripeness to it that I wouldn't usually enjoy, but under the seedy circumstances I was in, actually heightened my sexual satisfaction. My cock was so hard it hurt, my balls chafing slightly as Mike's pubic bush rubbed against my genitals roughly again and again. I closed my eyes and savored the smells, sensations and sex that was being exchanged amongst three men with only one aim - our desire to spill our seed and to claim another notch on our sexual bedpost. I was thrilled to be the conduit between the two men whose cocks I was taking into my body, and I concentrated on flexing my asshole to milk Mike's cock while my mouth tightened it grip on the stranger's fucker that was copiously leaking precum, salty, tangy, promising. Without any warning, he came in my mouth, and I felt hot, tangy ropes of man juice squirting in my oral cavity, almost choking me with the sudden sting of heat before I eagerly swallowed the man batter that I craved the taste of. His cum was thick and bitter, but so sweet to me, and I felt spurts of it leak out of the side of my mouth as I heard him let out a long, painful sounding groan to accompany his orgasm. His cock fell out of my mouth as it rapidly softened, and it left a streak of cum across my face as I looked into Mike's eyes. His hair was matted to his head with sweat from his exertions, and he started fucking into me with such force that he was pushing me up the mattress, the obscene sound of our fucking accentuated by the unmistakable squeaks produced by the sliding of bodies on the vinyl mattress. 'Oh my fucking god! Fuck! Shit!' Mike yelled with abandon as he tensed up against me and I felt his cockhead inside me expand as he came and shot his load. 'Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...' he yelled as his eyes squeezed shut and all his being was focused on the centre of our connection, where his cock was buried deep within my ass, unloading his life-giving elixir inside the condom. Satisfied, Mike panted as he hoisted himself off me and I felt his still hard cock pull out with a loud 'plop', leaving my hole bereft. The guy who had cum in my mouth had disappeared, but I saw someone else hovering behind Mike, and instinctively, I reached for a condom and waved it at him. He didn't hesitate and quickly suited up before kneeling down on the mattress. He was a really hot Asian man, with incredible muscle tone, a broad chest with quarter-sized nipples that were erect with lust, a real six-pack, and an unruly shock of black tendrils from which protruded a very long piece of man meat. The stereotype of small Asian penises has never held much persuasive weight with me because my experience has been that the guys either grow to 2 or 3 times their soft length and girth, or they're actually pretty average to large, as this guy was. He silently lifted my right leg and aimed his manhood at my swollen hole and began entering me slowly but confidently, and I felt every inch of his claim on me by the time his massive pubic bush was tickling my balls and he began pushing in and out of me. Mike had laid down beside me, watching with keen interest, and he helpfully reached down to my leaky cock and began to stroke me in time with the Asian's fuck strokes, and again kissed me, this time tenderly as I surrendered my body finally to the call of its need. I felt my balls tighten as the all-too-familiar feeling began in the pit of my being. The Asian guy's cock was hitting my prostate with every fuck stroke, and I felt the first boiling hot shot of my cum landing on my neck, followed very quickly by streams that flew out wildly as I let out a deep, satisfied groan to accompany my intense climax. It was one of the most mindblowing cum experiences I've ever had, and I was almost hyperventilating as Mike continued to methodically jerk my cock, his hand repeatedly caressing my sensitive knob, throbbing with an almost painful release of sperm and semen, while the Asian dude continued to methodically, deliberately fuck himself into me until he, too, went rigid and pumped out a load whilst buried inside of me. When he was done, he politely said, 'Thank you,' and got up and left. There were two guys standing by the doorway, but I was foggy from sexual release, and before I could react, Mike was up on his feet and pulling me upright as well. He led me past the doorway, where the two guys opportunistically reached out to caress my body, one of them swiping a hand across my torso to collect up my cum which he greedily licked up as we walked away. Wordlessly, we wandered around the darkness for a bit, turning this way and that, and I was lost in a semi-fog of sex until we got to the showers and Mike began showering up beside me, gently leaning in for a kiss now and then as the warm water cascaded down around us, washing away the evidence of our sexual ministrations. I was feeling really relaxed and sated, and as we walked back to our lockers, I noticed that Mike was holding my hand in a protective way, which really endeared him to me - here was a man who wanted to take care of me in his own small way; if only he knew how insatiable I was lol! 'Man that was intense,' Mike said as we opened our lockers and used the towels to dry off and start dressing. I agreed with him, and giggled a bit as we both started laughing. We were still mirthful when we emerged above ground, outside, and the cold air hit us anew. Mike yelped and we began a quick force march back to the St Martins Lane hotel as quickly as our legs would carry us. Once inside the hotel lobby, we slowed down and walked towards the elevators. I saw that Javier was not at his post as we rounded the corner to wait for the elevator. Inside, once the doors closed, Mike pulled me in for a tight hug. 'You are one sexy fucker, you know that, right?' he said. In response, I gave his ass a tight squeeze and we pulled apart. As he walked out on his floor, I gave him a little wave as he grinned from ear to ear and whispered, 'Thanks for giving me something to wank off to forever,' as the elevator doors closed. When I got back to my room, I saw that it was almost 5am. I was exhausted from the extremely sexually fulfilling day I had enjoyed, and I stripped nude and fell into a deep sleep, truly satisfied.