Date: Fri, 30 Dec 2011 18:54:19 -0600 (CST) From: Stew Subject: Cross Country Adventures of Jon - Part 29 Marshall had just left the hotel room to meet with one of his associates, leaving me on my own. I donned a pair of swim trunks, grabbed a towel and went to the lobby, where a cute young blonde at the desk gave me directions to the beach. The blonde finished her sentence with a wink and a friendly nod of her head. I smiled back and quickly retreated out the door. After exiting the building, I reached the beach within minutes and was strolling along the Gulf of Mexico. I found a spot on the beach, then soaked up the sun, cooled my body with ocean water and watched all the people frolick and swim. A few hours later, I headed back to the hotel and ordered lunch in the lounge area on the main floor. As I finished my meal, a middle aged man caught my attention, when he walked into the lounge and started talking to the bartender. My eyes widened and my senses detected a 82% success rate that this guy would soon be filling me up with his hunky man juice. The only hair the man had was from the neatly trimmed beard on his friendly and very sexy face, yet I could tell he was hiding a strong muscular body underneath his suit. I felt his rustic, primal urges perk up when he noticed me walking up to the bar, and then he seemed very interested when I made base camp near him. The man continued to talk to the bartender , using the mirror behind the bar to stare at me with lusting eyes, like a hungry cat that is ready to pounce. As soon as the man was alone, I engaged him in casual conversation. "Are you staying at the Hilton? It's a very attractive building and the rooms are very expansive. It is my first time in Alabama, and I am very impressed with the beautiful beach" I stated. "Yes, I have a room at the hotel. In fact I consider it my home away from home. Are you on vacation" the man asked. "Uh, no. I am here with a friend." I replied. "Where is your friend now" "Marshall is here on business and I just sort of tagged along for the pleasure." I could sense the man's interest explode with thoughts of our eventual naked encounter. As we talked, I got the feeling that the stranger was heavy into younger men. "Got an itch for adventure do ya young man?" "I sure do! My name is Jon Parker and I plan on visiting every state in the country some day." I stated, trying to sound innocent and vulnerable. "Well, Jon. I'm Max Lustferyoung. I'm guessing that it's hard to see everything when your on the ground. I know of a place close by where you can see for miles around, if your interested." Max said as he adjusted his large ball sac. "Right now? Sounds great, Max!". I whispered. Our discreet meeting took place after I slipped Max my room key and he met me on the second floor. From there I followed Max to the elevator. Once we entered the lift, Max reached into his pocket and pulled out a small key, which he then inserted into the panel, then pushed the button for the top floor. When the elevator door opened, I expected to see a hallway, but was surprised to find myself stepping into a modern decor fashioned living area with an adjoining kithen. On the far side of the living room was a large set of windows surrounding the french doors leading to the pool area. Max directed me outside, to the pool area, where a large balcony overlooked the city of Mobile. The scenery left me awe struck, as the city structures gave way to the vast ocean. Max brought out drinks and snacks, then we sat in large wicker chairs enjoying the view. Max admitted that he was the owner of this hotel, and a few others. His father was a doctor and his mother a nurse. His parents cosigned his loan to buy the hotel, after he earned a business degree. The previous owner died suddenly and left the land and building to his son, who was an aquaintence of Max's father. The son wanted no part of the family business, and was eager to sell the property. Max got a great deal and eventually started turning a profit, which allowed him to purchase 2 more smaller hotels, one in St. Thomas and the other in Florida. Max found the top floor being used for storage and slowly he converted the space into a penthouse suite which he rents out when he is visiting his other properties. "My home away from home," Max concluded, stating his home address was his hotel in Florida. "Come with me, Jon. I want to show you the second floor. Max took my hand and led me to a hidden staircase, with which we entered the master suite. Two walls were totally glass window, looking out over the ocean. Further into the room revealed a large round king sized bed and adjacent bathroom. "Ready for an adventure, Jon?" Max asked seductively. Our bodies merged. I took hold of Max's head, kissing him roughly on the mouth, then jamming my thick tongue down into his throat, while Max was massaging my tight firm ass cheeks with his powerful hands. Max was a romantic at heart, his love making was tender and relaxed. Our kiss was long and thorough, as our hands explored exposed skin and tenting bulges. Max then seductively removed our clothes and led me to the round bed, where we continued to kiss and rub our horny naked bodies together, rolling around in a single mass of jumbling linear flesh. Soon Max was licking my neck and shoulders, my moans followed his path to my nipples, where he spent much time biting and tweeking my erect man nips. I let out a poetic sigh when Max's lips reached my pulsating rod and slid down my rock hard staff. I watched Max's eyes stare at me as he slowly moved his mouth up and down on my throbbing dick. Max lay between my legs, servicing my tasty spire with gentleness and appetite. His long and steady efforts ultimately fueled the fire in my cum filled balls. The fondling of my heavy scrotum only stroked the fire hotter and hotter til my moans got louder. I yelled to Max that I was coming, but was paid no mind as he continued his quest to devour my essence. Max was the 11th receipient of my stored freedom seeds, as I pumped my hot soul changing cum down his eager throat. By the time Max had licked my cock clean, his new energy was taking hold and I found myself on all fours. Max mounted me, thrusting his manhood deep into my pink boy hole, making me shudder and moan as I felt his massive flesh slide up my ass tunnel. He fucked me hard like a carpenter hammering a stubborn nail, then Max would flip me over, spread my legs and continue his onslaught. I swear that Max was trying every possible position imaginable as I allowed him to constantly bend and fuck me in ways I have never dreamed of. His thick cock flowing in and out of my oozing crack, while his large dangling balls slapped my firm butt cheeks, made my whole body tingle with orgasmic vibrations. Eventually, Max could hold out no longer, he grunted like a bear, pounding my cavity hard and deep, til his hot experienced emmission streamed into my anus like river current. No rest was needed, as our freedom souls allowed us to continue the action. I finally got a taste of Max's juicy cock as I took his hard unit into my mouth and slowly sucked his delicious man meat. I labored tirelessly on Max's broad swelling boner, forcing millions of chaotic sperm to shoot from his piss slit and make contact with the back of my throat. Max's discharge and my eager consumption had me hard again and ready for more, as I grabbed Max's legs and thrust them to his chest. I charged into his backdoor with a raging stiffy and fucked his gap with every ounce of strength I had left. Max moaned heavily as I probed his prostrate with my hard manly naked flesh. Max encouraged me with an ocassional verbal comment about how hot my cock was and how much he enjoyed getting fucked by my big dick.. The intense facial expressions from Max, as he told me to fuck his hole, caused me to thrust hard and deep, until my warm milky spunk exploded from my dick and into Max's abused pooper. I continued thrusting and bucking til every last drop of sweat and cum permeated from my being. Collasping from fatigue, Max and I huddled together and slept. I awoke by myself, showered and soon found Max making lunch downstairs. I was informed that I needed food for energy, because Lance would be arriving soon. "Who's Lance" I asked, then took a bite out of a piece of buttered toast. "Lance, is another hot little number, like yourself. I met him at the beach when he was 18." Max replied as I raised my forehead with interested, then sat down to listen and eat. "Lance is from northern Alabama. When he was a senior in high school, Lance and his parents stayed at my hotel. Lance was scouting colleges with his parents, who were exhausted by the end of the day. While they slept, Lance decided to go to the beach and check out the hot sun drenched bodies. Lance spread out his little towel on the sand near me, and I nearly shot a load when I saw this stunning half naked young boy. Even though I wore sunglasses, my eyes were lustfully staring at Lance. It was Lance who instigated conversation, with comments about the weather. Soon we were talking about his family life. He was eager to get the hell out of the small town and taste the freedom of being on your own. I listened to his dreams and talked to him about the reality of life, then I invited this attractive young man to my storage room and together we came up with a plan to design the upper bedroom and outdoor pool. I so much wanted to fuck this young handsome buck, but I did not want to ruin the friendship we established and I seriously thought the kid was too young. Before he left I gave Lance my phone number and told him to call, if he was in the area, and if he was interested in seeing the final construction of my top top floor suite. One and a half years later, after I finished refurbishing this entire floor, Lance called and said he was going to college in Mobile. He came over and I was blown away by the change in him. Lance had filled out and was even more beautiful than before. Lance was mesmerized by the place and said the round bed was not in the original plan, but liked the concept. Lance was really awe struck by the ocean view in the bedroom. The sun was setting and as we watched, Lance put his arm around me. We both turned towards each other, Lance was smiling. "This place is wicked, Max! Better than what we planned" Lance beamed. I smiled back and nodded in agreement. Lance was so radiantly good looking, that the lust and desire for this young buck was oozing from my body. Apparently Lance must have sensed my feelings, because suddenly Lance kissed me. It was the spark that ignited a fire and ultimately we fucked in the round bed. Afterwhich I asked Lance, why he kissed me. "I felt very proud of our collaboration, you had used many of my ideas and I wanted those feelings expressed in the physical form." Lance replied. While we lay naked in bed Lance and I talked about our previous encounter. Lance sat next to me on the beach a year and a half earlier on purpose, because his intent was based on a sexual encounter with a hot older guy. Lance was familiar with sex and was fucking around with his next door neighbor, who was the same age. But, Lance ran out of time, because he felt awkward and was unsure of my sexuality. When Lance went to college, he met lots of young men who were ready, willing and able to satisfy his horny needs. When Lance was caught getting a blowjob from a fellow student in the common area during the end of his second year, he was politely asked to leave. The incident was kept quiet and Lance told his father he wanted to transfer to a different college, which had better graduating program. Lance was a good student, and he didn't want his sexual promiscuity to interupt his eventual graduation, which is when he called me. Lance is now a regular visitor, when I am at this location. Lance calls my suite the safe house, a private place to bring his conquests. "I hope you don't mind, but Lance is bringing over a few of his college buddies." Max informed me. I requested more eggs and orange juice from Max, in anticipation of the hot orgy to come as I continue my cross country adventure.