I was away with extended family and he was too, but with his wife as well, I was on my own in that sense. As often is the way we bumped into each other a few times at the buffet for breakfast, the snack bar and the pool, but my lot spent more time on the beach his by the pool.

I was having a dip in the sea getting some peace and quiet and he saw me and came over, taking the chance to get away from what he described as the manic hoard. We small talked about how spending time with the family can be tricky and I was definitely picking up a vibe, but cautiously until he told me how he was really missing out on some action, he had not had so much as handy.

I half laughed it off, I was in the same boat, not having any time on my own it felt. He complained that he wished there was a way to spot someone who would be up for a quickie, how it would need a simple way to signal to that effect. We both laughed and things went a bit quiet, but my mind was racing.

I pointed out that part of the problem was how the resort was buzzing all the time and then how everything just shut down at midnight. He said that was when he tells his wife he is going for a walk, to get some quiet. He would juts go and sit somewhere and enjoy the calm for about an hour. “That sounds good,” I told him, “Just sitting there on your own doing nothing.”

“Oh no,” he chuckled and went on to tell me how he thinks about getting a nice blowjob. Looking right at me I glanced away from his gaze, so conscious that even in the sunshine he would see blushing. “Mmmmm,” he said drawing my eyes back to him, “Maybe you should come along. I think you would like that.”

I gasped, aroused so quickly by his boldness and he smiled at me. “I should stop,” he said adjusting himself under the water and looking around. The sea was clear and I could see his hand down his shorts. He looked at my shorts too, my cock making a small tent in my shorts. “Yeah,” was all I could muster. He looked around, most people were at lunch so there was no one nearby. He pushed his shorts down a bit and his cock hung over the top of them. In the water I could see it was thick. “Come out later, Harry,” he said. I found myself looking around furtively like he had, “Sure.” He told me where and we agreed to meet as soon as the lights went out.

I spent some time in the afternoon building my cover story to go for a late night walk, when it would be cooler. I almost felt bed when everyone was understanding for me needing some ‘me time’ how was being so great spending time looking after everyone else. I found myself tingling for the rest of the day, my heart plain racing from about half eleven on as time got nearer and nearer. Seeing him across the restaurant did not help either, his knowing look and grin.

My eagerness got the better of me and I was out before midnight, I laughed at myself as I legit went for a walk and then like clockwork at midnight the lights went out - aside from the glow from bars about a hundred metres from the beach, the only other light was from the moon.

At first I walked past where he had arranged and on my stroll back, he was there. My heart leapt. I got close to him and he stepped back and essentially disappeared from view between some garden and a wall to the now abandoned snack shack thanks to no light and dark skin. I was rigid and as soon as I was in reach he cupped my hard on, “I knew you were into it,” he whispered, “I have been waiting for this all day.” I said back that so had I, but my mouth was dry so it came out as a croak. He found my hand and brought it to him, his shorts were down already and I wrapped my fingers around that thick shaft, he was firm, but not hard, I was about to remedy that.

I pulled on him slowly as his hands roamed over me and he swelled up in my grip. “You are so big,” I whispered.

“Is that going to be a problem?” I simply giggled and dropped to my knees, thankful that we were on grass. I licked the tip and to my delight that made him harden up. I put my most around it, the tip filling my mouth, but I managed to get a few inches in, slowly back and forth, back and forth and with my hand I could feel easily another three or four to go if I wanted. Well I say wanted, I love sucking cock deep, but there was no way I was going to manage much more with out a more relaxed situation. Not that he minded, his soft moans and stroking of my hair urging me along.

“You are good,” he moaned and I thrilled with pride. Making his shaft wet I pulled back and stroked him by hand, I reached up the leg of my own shorts to pull on my own cock. I moaned back with him. He gestured me up and he reached in to play with my my hard on, groping and grappling rather than wanking me, like he was testing how hard I was, then rubbing my tip, “Mmmm, sucking cock makes you hard, Harry.”

“Uhuh,” was my reply, my legs wobbling at his touch. We were pretty much the same height, he pushed my shorts down and I looked down, I could just make out my cock, pale in what light there was next to his, hefty shadow. He put my hands to them and I wanked them together, touching. I was lost in the moment, he was breathing strong and I was breathing almost frantically. “You had cock like this before, Harry, you like it nice and big?” I told him I had been with a black guy before, but he was not this big. He turned me round, pulled me to him, his meat was pressed on my bum. I adjusted my legs and pushed it between them so it slid underneath. I reached past my cock and put my hand round his tip, he dry humped my hand, “Oh yes, Harry, you are a little slut.”

He reached around me, hold my chest, groping me and rubbing my nipples. “You go any plans tomorrow night, Harry?” I gasped back that I had not and he told me I did now. I did not need to clarify the details of where and when we would meet so I simply asked him, “Why, what do you have have planned for me?” He moaned, moved me forward and turned me back to face him.

I dropped to my knees again, ‘Good boy,” he said calmly and holding my hair, he pushed his cock back into my mouth.

He kept in good control, pushing until it was too tight and then happy with that he would withdraw and push in again. Sensing that he was close I put my hands to his hips and showed him I was okay with it from here. I licked as best as I could under his thick cock and rode him in and out of my mouth, paying attention to his breathing and movements. He swelled up even harder, but aside from that there was still now hurry, he fell so good in my mouth I savoured it like that for a minute or two more and then he rested his hand gently on my head and with the softest growling noise he went rigid and hot streams pulsed into my mouth, down my throat and when I paused to swallow, filled my mouth around my cheeks and gums.

He softened almost instantly, but his size barely changed. I licked and sucked and kissed gently until I was sure I had got all of his come. At one point then two couples waled past and he held me still, his cock still in my mouth. Thankfully they passed on by and we laughed about it later, but we were both scared that the gig was up.

I was nearly one in the morning, I could not believe that time had gone by so quickly. We agreed that we should head back and as we passed the lit pool, he pointed out that I was still making a tent in my shorts. I giggled and as we passed the restrooms he nudge me in to them. The lights were motion detecting and nearly blinded us. We hustled into the only chaining cubicle. He told me to get naked and sit down. I felt somewhat exposed, but knew that there would be no other traffic this late at night. He did the same and stood before me, our skins a crazy contrast to each other. He told me I looked cute na dI leant back, my bum on the edge and pumped at my cock. I watched do the same, but more relaxed. I could not take my eyes of his cock, easily nine inches and looking much thicker than it even felt.

His eyes were hungry as he watched me, I pinched my nipple and he smiled. “Are you a naughty boy, Harry?” I responded by lift a leg and putting it on the wall the side of him. It was my turn to feel bold no, flashing my arsehole at him like this. He did not disappoint, changing his angle to see and then putting a finger to my lips, the to my hole. He rubbed it as I wanked, his other hand wanking himself.

As I started to breath hard and my legs tensed, he pushed harder, not trying to get in, just to exert the sensual pleasures that it shot through me. Then I came, spunking hard and shooting it high up my chest and even hitting my face. I had lost track for a second and then I noticed that he was similarly breathing hard, not longer pulling in measured way, tugging urgently. He leaned his head back an dI lunged forwards.

My mouth caught the second squirt, the first hit my lip and cheek. Another good load though, I was ecstatic to be getting so much come an more cock, I was able to see now that I had maybe only two to three inches that I did not get in my mouth. What a great night.

We composed ourselves and agreed to take another walk the next night. He left and I waited long enough for the lights to go off, resting there naked tasting the come on my tongue. I did not wake anyone as I crept back to my room, the final test to tell me I was good to sneak out again.