A hot sand beach. No breath of wind to move the flat sea. The temperature gauge kept climbing on that largely deserted Greek island and I headed towards the shade of the bar. As I walked in, I took off my sunglasses and my eyes adjusted to the light. A barman and a single customer, both in their sixties. Grey and balding, both with strong powerful shoulders and lots of hair. The customer ignored me, his eyes fixed on his beer. The barman nodded and asked me what I wanted. “I need a beer” I replied, smiling. I got a smile in return, a nod, and a bottle of local beer thumped down on the bar. As I poured it, the two men started talking in their own language. The customer was more interested in me now. It was obvious that I was the subject of the conversation. The barman looked me up and down, and the customer leaned back on his stool to look at my ass. He nodded as he responded. I smiled again, and the barman winked. The customer took another look, this time with his hand on the front of his shorts. He stroked himself lightly, nodding again. “We close in minute” said the barman. “Lucky I came in then” I said, looking at the customer’s big hand moving over his cock. “Yes. I think so” He came out from behind the bar, a huge erection bulging against the fabric of his swim suit. He brushed past me and walked to the door. After a quick glance up and down the deserted beach, he turned the latch. As he turned round, his friend eased himself off the stool, slowly unbuttoning his shorts. I was going to get fucked. The barman walked behind me, reaching around to my nipples and grinding his hard cock against my ass. His hands travelled down and untied my swim suit. His friend stood before me and slid them down. My cock was already rock hard. I ran my fingers through his forest of chest hair, pinching his nipples. Then my right hand was on his thick cock, and I felt it pulsing. Then I was on my knees, sucking both these cocks in turn. The barman’s was huge - circumcised, thick, veiny. I wondered how many holiday makers he’d sent home with happy memories. His friend’s cock was not as huge, but it was a beautiful shape, topped with a glistening knob that was already leaking pre cum. As I sucked at it, he groaned and pushed it against the back of my throat. Meanwhile, the barman had gone to the bar, and when he returned he was holding a bottle of olive oil. “This is Greece, right?” he said with another wink. “To fuck guys, we use this” As his friend’s cock slid in and out of my mouth, I had a sideways view of the barman slathering the oil over his swollen cock, then I felt the oily fingers moving over my ass cheeks to my anus. First one finger, then a second worked their way up my ass. I knew what was coming next. I felt that huge tennis ball sized cock head pushed against my anus, then more oil poured over it, which ran down my ass cheeks and down my thighs. I was ready. I sucked deep on his friend’s cock and I felt him buck and groan. As his cock started spurting, the barman’s cock slid into my ass. That huge member made me gasp, but he had done the work of preparing my anus to take that brute well. I felt his whole length slide in, and his heavy balls slap against my ass cheeks. Then I got drilled. The barman was such a good fucker - his heavy cock lasted for some time as he slid in and out. I was so turned on my own cock was beginning to leak cum. His friend was sat up, watching me getting fucked, his own cock softening in my mouth. After a fabulous ass fuck the barman finally came, that big sledge hammer of a cock emptying itself deep in me. Love beach holidays...