It was the summer holiday I’d dreamed of for years. I took the train across to Paris, then down to Spain, where I’d read about this resort with a really good nudist beach. I wanted to expand my comfort zone, and this was how I was going to do it.

Check-in at the hotel was uneventful, I went to my room, unpacked, had a shower, poured myself a glass of wine from the bottle I’d bought between the station and the hotel (organised, eh?) and went out on to the balcony wrapped in slightly-too-small towel.

The balcony was shared with the adjoining room, and one of its occupants was out there, sipping a beer and enjoying the view. We greeted each other and introduced ourselves. Henrik was from Düsseldorf, tall, well built and greying in a distinguished way that made me want him instantly. He beckoned his partner out from the room. Albie was also in his mid-fifties by the look of him, slightly shorter, but he looked as though he looked after himself, and had a gorgeous smile that could open my legs all by itself.

As I reached over to shake his hand, my towel fell. Well, of course it did. I apologised, but they didn’t seem too offended. Quite the reverse, in fact. “Why not keep it off? You will dry faster, and nobody will see you from the ground.” And they were right. I talked about how I’d always been in relationships with women, but I enjoyed sex with men too, and how I wanted to develop my sexual tastes and experience. As I was saying this, my cock was getting hard, which they could not have failed to notice, and they did not. They glanced at each other, and smiled.

Henrik asked if I fancied a cold beer, and we could go into their room? Wow. I was very much up for whatever went with the beer, and so was my, by now, diamond-hard cock. I agreed, but asked to go back to my room to “sort a couple of things out”.

Back in my room, out came my trusty douche, as I very quickly ensured I was as clean inside as out. A quick look in the mirror, a squeeze of my sensitive nipples, a momentary stroke of my cock, and I was ready.

I went back out to the balcony, and in through Albie and Henrik’s open door. Henrik was in the bathroom. Albie, who was naked by this time, and whose long cock was starting to rise, greeted me, putting his arm round my waist, and gave me a little peck on the lips. That turned into a second one, and then a full-on snog, as our hard cocks pulsed with heat against each other. We broke our kiss, he took my hand and led me to the bed.

I lay back as Albie climbed over me, and kissed me once more. Damn, he was good at that. But then he moved down and latched on to my left nipple. I’ve written about how sensitive my nipples are, and his ministrations made me quiver, and sigh deeply. At this point, Henrik joined us, and took his turn kissing me. Fuck me, but he was a passionate, super-erotic snogger too. Just the right amount of tongue. You know what I mean. His mouth moved down to my right nipple for one of my favourite bits of threesome foreplay.

Meanwhile, his hand had found a bottle of lube, the contents of the bottle, and my fuckhole, in that order. I eagerly parted my legs to give him better access. His lubed-up finger stroked my sphincter in a circular motion, and then pressed gently. It offered little resistance, and soon his finger was joined by a second, and a third, and more lube. The sensation of his fingers exploring me and working me open left me gasping, but I knew that the next thing to enter me would give me a whole new rush.

We changed positions, Albie lay on his back and I got on all fours so I could give him some oral attention. His cock was hot, and had a rather sexy scent of sweat and musk, which turned me on even more. Henrik continued to work my hole open, and then slid a small buttplug in there, while he stroked his meat and got it erect, ready for my stretched mancunt.

Henrik removed the plug, and I felt his erect cock gently press against my opening. The layer of lube was cold, but it couldn’t conceal the heat of his throbbing member. He pressed, and again, he encountered no resistance. The head of his cock popped into me, and Albie chuckled as he saw my eyes roll back in my head.

I closed my eyes, breathed deeply and gave a big smile. Henrik pushed in further, until his entire penis was fully inside my body. He waited a moment, and then began sliding it back and forth, fucking me the way I’d hoped he would the moment I set eyes on him. I continued to suck Albie, but I didn’t want him cumming in my mouth if there was a chance that he’d fuck me, too. By now, Henrik was building up a pounding rhythm, and the feeling of his cock inside me made me weak. He panted, and moaned, and I felt him ejaculate inside me. I closed my eyes again and smiled, as he withdrew, and some of his cum went with him, rolling down my thighs.

“Hey, Albie, do you want a go?” I asked. Albie did. Albie really wanted a go on me, and in me. I rolled onto my back, and took the lube, applying a generous dollop to my freshly fucked hole, mixing it in with Henrik’s sperm. Albie got up and took hold of my legs, pulling my arse to the edge of the bed. Henrik applied some lube to Albie’s leviathan cock, 25 centimetres at least. Albie held my ankles up and apart, and we were now both so lubricated that he could push his cock against my hole and enter me without any effort. Bit by bit, it all went in (I have been complimented before on the depth and willingness of my mancunt, and it paid off here).

I had never had anything so big inside me before, and I shook for a few seconds, as my fucktube acclimatised to its new occupant. After a short while, I nodded and smiled. Albie smiled back and pushed my legs back towards my chest, moving forward to mount me (and at no time withdrawing his cock from me). Now it was his turn to pound me, and pound me more deeply and comprehensively than I had ever had. He was clearly aching to cum, because it wasn’t long before he, too, groaned and closed his eyes, as his his pelvis twitched, his cock throbbed, and he too, inseminated me, more deeply than I had ever had the pleasure of before.

He stayed on top of me, and in me, for a couple of minutes we snogged, and played with each other’s nipples, basking in the afterglow of an epic fuck session. Henrik joined us on the bed again, snogged me, and said he hoped we could do it again (yep, me too). They also invited me to join them and some friends in a bar that evening.

And I’ll tell you more about that another time…