Holiday sex

[RiverTrevor]

Do you find getting away from it all is liberating enough that you feel like having more sex? Whether it's a short city break away in your own country, a long-haul flight to some distant shore, or a holiday on a cruise ship. If you fancy sharing about any sexual encounters while being away it would be great to read about them.

Going on holiday to Morocco in my early 20s with a friend (David an ex partner, we shared the same room but went away as just friends). We had booked a hotel (Hotel International, I think it was called) for two weeks and to get to it we shared a taxi with several other passengers, male passengers as it turned out, and the taxi was pretty 'snug' as a result. I was sat next to my friend but also one of the other male passengers. This other male passenger seemed like a local (well not a tourist, no bags) and he kept putting his hand in his tracksuit bottoms and touching my leg - I was wearing shorts - I was getting quite turned on but managed to keep my dignity (for now!) As the taxi went around it slowly dropped off passengers at various hotels, of course our hotel was the furthest away, so we were the last passengers to be dropped off. The taxi driver gave me a wink and also handed me a business card and said in broken English, 'phone me, I take you around', thought it was worth knowing that so kept his card. My friend and I went into the gated compound of the Hotel International, it was evening so lights were on and there was the smell of food and it all looked enchanting and felt exciting. We went into the foyer and up to Reception to check-in. I noticed lots of men siting in the foyer and at a bar, as well as standing and waiting around near the Reception desk. Check-in went smoothly, they took photocopies of our passports and gave us our room keys and told us it was room 12 on the first floor and then pointed to a young men standing near the Reception desk, and said Hassan will carry your luggage up to your room for you. Hassan smiled and then picked up our luggage and off we went to the lift. Hassan was young and well built, big arms and as I walked directly behind him I noticed what a lovely bottom he had in his smart tight fitting black trousers. The lift was a small cosy space, and I managed to squeeze behind him so I was pressed up behind his bottom - a short but sweet ride up to floor one. Leaving the lift we soon arrived at our room, Hassan kindly brought our luggage into the room and then stood near the door, I knew he was waiting for a tip and of course I was happy to oblige. I took out some paper money and placed it in the palm of his hand, lingering and stroking my thumb against his hand, he smiled, nodded, and then exited the room, turnign around before closing the door to give me a wink. I thought to myself, the men like to wink in this place.

David and I decided to stay in the hotel for the evening, get something to eat in the restaurant and then have an early night. We unpacked, took showers and freshened up, and then went downstairs to the restaurant. The restaurant was quiet only two other male guests at separate tables, one was German and the other American if I remember correctly. David and I were seated next to a large window which looked out across the courtyard and out to parts of Morocco - it looked relaxing and inviting. Our waiter had a name badge on that read 'Ahmed' and he took looked young (early 20s) and wore and smart pair of black trousers, again tight fitting and a crisp white shirt which was unbuttoned at the top to reveal some chest hair. We ordered some drinks and then took some time to look at the menu. Ahmed brought our drinks and then asked if we were ready to order, I think I ordered a lamb dish and David a chicken dish. I asked Ahmed were the toilets were, he said I will show you and take you to a 'special' toilet - I was not quite sure what he meant by that but followed him anyway. We went up a staircase and round a couple of corners and then into this quite spacious toilet. Wow! I went inside and it was busy, I mean busy with men having sex. There must have been a dozen men in various stages of sex and I was initially stunned and then Ahmed took my hand and pulled me into the centre of the room and started to kiss me. My head started to spin and I felt quite dizzy. Being an Englishman I was the palest skinned male in that space and three of the other guys came over and also started to kiss me and undress me. I started to think about my friend David wondering where I had got to, so decided to say to Ahmed I would go back to the restaurant. I thought to myself, I am here for two weeks, this looks like a hot place to hang out, so I returned to my table. Returning back to my table and a few minutes later Ahmed also returned to our table along with our meals. I noticed his tight fitting trousers were showing a little proud member pushing out the fabric and also a little wet patch - I looked Ahmed in the eyes and then moved my eyes down to his crotch and back up and we both smiled. David and I finished our meals and then headed back to our room for an earlish night - or so I thought! We had been in our room about an hour, David was in bed and asleep when there was a knock at the door. I was just wearing a t-shirt and underwear and opened the door - it was, guess who, Ahmed - he said come, come, waved his hand to follow him and so I did wearing only my t-shirt and underwear. He took me back to that large toilet space and this time it was even busier and felt hot and sweaty. This time there were maybe 30 males of various ages and in different stages of sex. I did not get much sleep that night, or indeed most of the nights of that holiday.

 

[BulgeGuySD]

Do you find getting away from it all is liberating enough that you feel like having more sex? Whether it's a short city break away in your own country, a long-haul flight to some distant shore, or a holiday on a cruise ship. If you fancy sharing about any sexual encounters while being away it would be great to read about them.

Going on holiday to Morocco in my early 20s with a friend (David an ex partner, we shared the same room but went away as just friends). We had booked a hotel (Hotel International, I think it was called) for two weeks and to get to it we shared a taxi with several other passengers, male passengers as it turned out, and the taxi was pretty 'snug' as a result. I was sat next to my friend but also one of the other male passengers. This other male passenger seemed like a local (well not a tourist, no bags) and he kept putting his hand in his tracksuit bottoms and touching my leg - I was wearing shorts - I was getting quite turned on but managed to keep my dignity (for now!) As the taxi went around it slowly dropped off passengers at various hotels, of course our hotel was the furthest away, so we were the last passengers to be dropped off. The taxi driver gave me a wink and also handed me a business card and said in broken English, 'phone me, I take you around', thought it was worth knowing that so kept his card. My friend and I went into the gated compound of the Hotel International, it was evening so lights were on and there was the smell of food and it all looked enchanting and felt exciting. We went into the foyer and up to Reception to check-in. I noticed lots of men siting in the foyer and at a bar, as well as standing and waiting around near the Reception desk. Check-in went smoothly, they took photocopies of our passports and gave us our room keys and told us it was room 12 on the first floor and then pointed to a young men standing near the Reception desk, and said Hassan will carry your luggage up to your room for you. Hassan smiled and then picked up our luggage and off we went to the lift. Hassan was young and well built, big arms and as I walked directly behind him I noticed what a lovely bottom he had in his smart tight fitting black trousers. The lift was a small cosy space, and I managed to squeeze behind him so I was pressed up behind his bottom - a short but sweet ride up to floor one. Leaving the lift we soon arrived at our room, Hassan kindly brought our luggage into the room and then stood near the door, I knew he was waiting for a tip and of course I was happy to oblige. I took out some paper money and placed it in the palm of his hand, lingering and stroking my thumb against his hand, he smiled, nodded, and then exited the room, turnign around before closing the door to give me a wink. I thought to myself, the men like to wink in this place.

David and I decided to stay in the hotel for the evening, get something to eat in the restaurant and then have an early night. We unpacked, took showers and freshened up, and then went downstairs to the restaurant. The restaurant was quiet only two other male guests at separate tables, one was German and the other American if I remember correctly. David and I were seated next to a large window which looked out across the courtyard and out to parts of Morocco - it looked relaxing and inviting. Our waiter had a name badge on that read 'Ahmed' and he took looked young (early 20s) and wore and smart pair of black trousers, again tight fitting and a crisp white shirt which was unbuttoned at the top to reveal some chest hair. We ordered some drinks and then took some time to look at the menu. Ahmed brought our drinks and then asked if we were ready to order, I think I ordered a lamb dish and David a chicken dish. I asked Ahmed were the toilets were, he said I will show you and take you to a 'special' toilet - I was not quite sure what he meant by that but followed him anyway. We went up a staircase and round a couple of corners and then into this quite spacious toilet. Wow! I went inside and it was busy, I mean busy with men having sex. There must have been a dozen men in various stages of sex and I was initially stunned and then Ahmed took my hand and pulled me into the centre of the room and started to kiss me. My head started to spin and I felt quite dizzy. Being an Englishman I was the palest skinned male in that space and three of the other guys came over and also started to kiss me and undress me. I started to think about my friend David wondering where I had got to, so decided to say to Ahmed I would go back to the restaurant. I thought to myself, I am here for two weeks, this looks like a hot place to hang out, so I returned to my table. Returning back to my table and a few minutes later Ahmed also returned to our table along with our meals. I noticed his tight fitting trousers were showing a little proud member pushing out the fabric and also a little wet patch - I looked Ahmed in the eyes and then moved my eyes down to his crotch and back up and we both smiled. David and I finished our meals and then headed back to our room for an earlish night - or so I thought! We had been in our room about an hour, David was in bed and asleep when there was a knock at the door. I was just wearing a t-shirt and underwear and opened the door - it was, guess who, Ahmed - he said come, come, waved his hand to follow him and so I did wearing only my t-shirt and underwear. He took me back to that large toilet space and this time it was even busier and felt hot and sweaty. This time there were maybe 30 males of various ages and in different stages of sex. I did not get much sleep that night, or indeed most of the nights of that holiday.

Hot I heir about Morocco … I’m going next week to Spain Madrid. then Malaga, Marbella Torremolinos, Gibraltar and Tangiers. so Morocco is not that far from Tangiers I’ll check it out .. I’m in The US.. Southern California.

 

[RiverTrevor]

Hot I heir about Morocco … I’m going next week to Spain Madrid. then Malaga, Marbella Torremolinos, Gibraltar and Tangiers. so Morocco is not that far from Tangiers I’ll check it out .. I’m in The US.. Southern California.

Sounds a like a great trip you have planned there. Tangiers is a Moroccean port. It was some years that I went to Morocco. You should also have lots of fun in Spain, I have been to Barcelona and Sitges and never been disappointed. Let us know how you get on.

 

[BulgeGuySD]

My latest encounter wasn’t that exiting as @RiverTrevor .. but never the less exiting and unexpected it, before the pandemic: I planed to meet my cousin Patricia in Bratislava Slovakia , her son my Nephew Daniel lives there move a while ago from Mexico city. so since I was going to Slovakia I decide to visit surrounding Countries, so I book my flight from San Diego my home town, to
London Heathrow.. connecting fight to Viena. I was going to be few days in Viena so a book an B&B .. so it took almost 2 days to get all the way out there. I arrive very late to the B&B .. the Host waited for my arrival, welcome me he offered me a glass of wine, we barely talk because it was pushing midnight there.. he showed me his flat pointed to were the bathroom was, and my room . say “good night will talk tomorrow have a good night and again welcome”
So next morning I walked up with the aroma of a fresh coffee brewing, and delicious smell of food, I came out with my pijamas on . and he was in a bathrobe, I approach there dining room area, and he had all this amazing spread of breakfast food.. we eat and after the breakfast we move to the living room of this amazing town home .. we keep chatting . he is a very handsome young built tall German guy … blonde and very good looking. we started to talk about our travels, I’ve taking a few gay cruises so I talked about a gay cruise I took over the Hawaiian Island during Hollowing season, (side comment) the funnest cruise I have being on) so I notice he keep pulling one side of his bathrobe sideways .. toward the center to meet the other side l, we keep chatting and getting to know each other , then I notice it was an ashtray on the terrace it was sunny and warm so we decide to go out side and smock a cigarette wen he got up his penis just jump out of his bathrobe. he excused him self for the incident he said; “ oh I’m sorry i hope you don’t mind that I stared to get exited hearing about your travel adventures” I reply “ ON NOT AT ALL in fact im getting like tan too just by watching you getting hard” I had to go to the bathroom so I stop quickly by my room and too the pj’s of and came out to the terrace just on my bikini underwear with a ranging hard on and a wet spot .. he disrobe and there it was a gorgeous big thick penis with a hot set of bull balls he was a big boy for sure, and he ask me to giving him a blow job it was amazing and unexpected. very very hot …

 

[RiverTrevor]

My latest encounter wasn’t that exiting as @RiverTrevor .. but never the less exiting and unexpected it, before the pandemic: I planed to meet my cousin Patricia in Bratislava Slovakia , her son my Nephew Daniel lives there move a while ago from Mexico city. so since I was going to Slovakia I decide to visit surrounding Countries, so I book my flight from San Diego my home town, to
London Heathrow.. connecting fight to Viena. I was going to be few days in Viena so a book an B&B .. so it took almost 2 days to get all the way out there. I arrive very late to the B&B .. the Host waited for my arrival, welcome me he offered me a glass of wine, we barely talk because it was pushing midnight there.. he showed me his flat pointed to were the bathroom was, and my room . say “good night will talk tomorrow have a good night and again welcome”
So next morning I walked up with the aroma of a fresh coffee brewing, and delicious smell of food, I came out with my pijamas on . and he was in a bathrobe, I approach there dining room area, and he had all this amazing spread of breakfast food.. we eat and after the breakfast we move to the living room of this amazing town home .. we keep chatting . he is a very handsome young built tall German guy … blonde and very good looking. we started to talk about our travels, I’ve taking a few gay cruises so I talked about a gay cruise I took over the Hawaiian Island during Hollowing season, (side comment) the funnest cruise I have being on) so I notice he keep pulling one side of his bathrobe sideways .. toward the center to meet the other side l, we keep chatting and getting to know each other , then I notice it was an ashtray on the terrace it was sunny and warm so we decide to go out side and smock a cigarette wen he got up his penis just jump out of his bathrobe. he excused him self for the incident he said; “ oh I’m sorry i hope you don’t mind that I stared to get exited hearing about your travel adventures” I reply “ ON NOT AT ALL in fact im getting like tan too just by watching you getting hard” I had to go to the bathroom so I stop quickly by my room and too the pj’s of and came out to the terrace just on my bikini underwear with a ranging hard on and a wet spot .. he disrobe and there it was a gorgeous big thick penis with a hot set of bull balls he was a big boy for sure, and he ask me to giving him a blow job it was amazing and unexpected. very very hot …

Great story BulgeGuySD, sounds a hot encounter with a stunning German guy, thanks for sharing. Would like to read about some of your gay cruises.

 

[BiDude69]

Hot story @RiverTrevor . Had some fun times even on brief work trips, recent one which sticks with me was on a trip to Prague for a couple of days, managed to stretch it to a weekend day and ended up hooking up with a hot, really nice guy with a fab arse and a really pretty cock. Did not have enough time with him in the end, but it was really good anyway. I always think that a change of scenery loosens boundaries and burdens and we feel more free to enjoy ourselves, sexually as much as anything else.

 

[RiverTrevor]

Hot story @RiverTrevor . Had some fun times even on brief work trips, recent one which sticks with me was on a trip to Prague for a couple of days, managed to stretch it to a weekend day and ended up hooking up with a hot, really nice guy with a fab arse and a really pretty cock. Did not have enough time with him in the end, but it was really good anyway. I always think that a change of scenery loosens boundaries and burdens and we feel more free to enjoy ourselves, sexually as much as anything else.

That sounded a wonderful story, and dare I say a little romantic. Almost feels had you lived closer things might have taken a different path. Thanks for sharing mate, appreciate it.

 

[BiDude69]

Eh, always many challenges esp for someone who moves around as much as I do, but in the end sex is off the charts good when there's a little spark and there def was there

 

[RiverTrevor]

I went on a cruise with a friend (he worked for a cruise company so we got some discount). We were friends but shared a cabin. Had to fly out to start the cruise from Istanbul in Turkey, a wonderful place, would not have minded spending more time there. The cruise then stopped at several European and North African countries including Egypt. Onboard this large cruise ship were several bars and clubs, and I got friendly with a duo male singing couple and one of them wanted to fuck my brains out - his words! So I had to invite him back to my cabin (which by the way was off limits to 'staff'), and well he certainly carried out his claim, right there on the carpeted floor in the cabin, he didn't even wait to get into bed.

 

[chrisrobin]

It was a short cruise as cruises go - and one that confirmed I'm not a cruise person, cruisy yes.
It was just from Southampton down to Madeira.
The worst part was it was a business trip and I had three companions but thankfully single cabins!
The steward at dinner was really attentive and it turned out he lived not far from where we worked, in fact at one time had even done a our. On that score I think he paid us loads of attention.
He was young and cute and tousle-headed, a bit like a young Tommy Steele, winning smile and really trim fitting trousers, oh yes, a lust indeed, but a lust only.
I wasn't into the eating and drinking that goes on and so I expected to spend quite a lot of time on deck watching the sea go by, reading a book and chatting to other passengers. It was on the first night out I met two nice guys, an older couple, who invited me to their cabin for a nightcap and which ended up me being the filling in a sandwich and boded well for the rest of the trip. As I was leaving who should I bump into but our steward who was on duty, he smiled as my hosts closed the door on me.
The next day was long and boring with just sea going by and once we'd done the work we had to the time was our own. With the rest of the afternoon and evening to pass the time the book and watching the waves didn't seem an option and having watched the steward serving us I was horny again. The couple from the night before were more than pleased to "entertain" and so a great deal of cock sucking and fucking took place, my horniness left me and I was filled at both ends delightfully.
I swear the steward could smell I'd just had sex. He seemed to smile more, lean in closer and almost flirt. However my companions were heavily married and boring and not prone to witty exchanges let alone want to pass more than the merest of times with a steward! And in any case I was years younger than them, just a junior.
Having sated my sexual desires in the afternoon I retired early with a good book, dropped off to sleep and had a pleasant dream.
The next day was the last full day on board and work took up most of it, no chance for an afternoon frolic and knowing there were engaged that even after dinner I did say rather forcefully I wouldn't join my companions for a last night drink but was going to pack and get an early night.
An early night indeed. I sorted out the bits for the case and sat reading and enjoying the rather large drink I had when there was a timid knock on the door. Come I said and the door opened. The steward stood there. Just wondering if there was anything else you wanted before retiring he said, one hand wandering over his crotch! I've got nearly all I want, how about joining me in a nightcap?
I stood to get another glass as he sat on the edge of the bed. His hand lifted to reveal a bulge and zipper halfway down. By now I was visibly excited and decided to take the bull by the horns. I see you've got zipper troubles, can I help. I leaned in, slipped to the floor on my knees between his legs and slowly zipped all the way down, hand inside his briefs to find a nice pulsing cock. Naturally I gobbled down on it, eagerly as he struggled to get the rest of his clothes off and remove mine.
Naked we rolled on the bed, erections fighting erections, hands exploring and lips pressed, tongue delving. At 69 it was bliss and we finger fucked each other and then here I was on my knees being fucked doggy, his cock slipped inside me eagerly to its full length, his thickness stretched me wide and then his bush caressed my buttocks. With the motion of the waves he fucked me, slowly, deeply and full strokes all the time until he pushed hard, grunted and let it cum, his load deposited while his hands groped my own erect cock also about to shoot. Me he said, do me now. On my back, cock up he straddled me and rode me. His fac was a picture of blkiss as he forced my cock into his deepest hole, then rose again before dropping down over my member. His own cock now awake and fully ready bouncing up and down as I teased it as it painted towards my head and then, too soon I shot my spunk.
His anal muscles milked the last drops from my tool but he remained impaled as I tossed him off and had a load of warm cum over my chin. He leaned in, slurped me clean, kissed me and let me enjoy the fruits of his labors as we passed his juiced back and forth snowballing.
And then it was 2 in the morning, he got dressed, kissed me and left but not before getting a phone number.
So holiday romance or just sex on the high seas. Well the first two times were just that, but the steward?

 

[RiverTrevor]

It was a short cruise as cruises go - and one that confirmed I'm not a cruise person, cruisy yes.
It was just from Southampton down to Madeira.
The worst part was it was a business trip and I had three companions but thankfully single cabins!
The steward at dinner was really attentive and it turned out he lived not far from where we worked, in fact at one time had even done a our. On that score I think he paid us loads of attention.
He was young and cute and tousle-headed, a bit like a young Tommy Steele, winning smile and really trim fitting trousers, oh yes, a lust indeed, but a lust only.
I wasn't into the eating and drinking that goes on and so I expected to spend quite a lot of time on deck watching the sea go by, reading a book and chatting to other passengers. It was on the first night out I met two nice guys, an older couple, who invited me to their cabin for a nightcap and which ended up me being the filling in a sandwich and boded well for the rest of the trip. As I was leaving who should I bump into but our steward who was on duty, he smiled as my hosts closed the door on me.
The next day was long and boring with just sea going by and once we'd done the work we had to the time was our own. With the rest of the afternoon and evening to pass the time the book and watching the waves didn't seem an option and having watched the steward serving us I was horny again. The couple from the night before were more than pleased to "entertain" and so a great deal of cock sucking and fucking took place, my horniness left me and I was filled at both ends delightfully.
I swear the steward could smell I'd just had sex. He seemed to smile more, lean in closer and almost flirt. However my companions were heavily married and boring and not prone to witty exchanges let alone want to pass more than the merest of times with a steward! And in any case I was years younger than them, just a junior.
Having sated my sexual desires in the afternoon I retired early with a good book, dropped off to sleep and had a pleasant dream.
The next day was the last full day on board and work took up most of it, no chance for an afternoon frolic and knowing there were engaged that even after dinner I did say rather forcefully I wouldn't join my companions for a last night drink but was going to pack and get an early night.
An early night indeed. I sorted out the bits for the case and sat reading and enjoying the rather large drink I had when there was a timid knock on the door. Come I said and the door opened. The steward stood there. Just wondering if there was anything else you wanted before retiring he said, one hand wandering over his crotch! I've got nearly all I want, how about joining me in a nightcap?
I stood to get another glass as he sat on the edge of the bed. His hand lifted to reveal a bulge and zipper halfway down. By now I was visibly excited and decided to take the bull by the horns. I see you've got zipper troubles, can I help. I leaned in, slipped to the floor on my knees between his legs and slowly zipped all the way down, hand inside his briefs to find a nice pulsing cock. Naturally I gobbled down on it, eagerly as he struggled to get the rest of his clothes off and remove mine.
Naked we rolled on the bed, erections fighting erections, hands exploring and lips pressed, tongue delving. At 69 it was bliss and we finger fucked each other and then here I was on my knees being fucked doggy, his cock slipped inside me eagerly to its full length, his thickness stretched me wide and then his bush caressed my buttocks. With the motion of the waves he fucked me, slowly, deeply and full strokes all the time until he pushed hard, grunted and let it cum, his load deposited while his hands groped my own erect cock also about to shoot. Me he said, do me now. On my back, cock up he straddled me and rode me. His fac was a picture of blkiss as he forced my cock into his deepest hole, then rose again before dropping down over my member. His own cock now awake and fully ready bouncing up and down as I teased it as it painted towards my head and then, too soon I shot my spunk.
His anal muscles milked the last drops from my tool but he remained impaled as I tossed him off and had a load of warm cum over my chin. He leaned in, slurped me clean, kissed me and let me enjoy the fruits of his labors as we passed his juiced back and forth snowballing.
And then it was 2 in the morning, he got dressed, kissed me and left but not before getting a phone number.
So holiday romance or just sex on the high seas. Well the first two times were just that, but the steward?

Love your story, thanks for sharing. So did you meet up with the Steward?

 

[Leedsguy69]

Do you find getting away from it all is liberating enough that you feel like having more sex? Whether it's a short city break away in your own country, a long-haul flight to some distant shore, or a holiday on a cruise ship. If you fancy sharing about any sexual encounters while being away it would be great to read about them.

Going on holiday to Morocco in my early 20s with a friend (David an ex partner, we shared the same room but went away as just friends). We had booked a hotel (Hotel International, I think it was called) for two weeks and to get to it we shared a taxi with several other passengers, male passengers as it turned out, and the taxi was pretty 'snug' as a result. I was sat next to my friend but also one of the other male passengers. This other male passenger seemed like a local (well not a tourist, no bags) and he kept putting his hand in his tracksuit bottoms and touching my leg - I was wearing shorts - I was getting quite turned on but managed to keep my dignity (for now!) As the taxi went around it slowly dropped off passengers at various hotels, of course our hotel was the furthest away, so we were the last passengers to be dropped off. The taxi driver gave me a wink and also handed me a business card and said in broken English, 'phone me, I take you around', thought it was worth knowing that so kept his card. My friend and I went into the gated compound of the Hotel International, it was evening so lights were on and there was the smell of food and it all looked enchanting and felt exciting. We went into the foyer and up to Reception to check-in. I noticed lots of men siting in the foyer and at a bar, as well as standing and waiting around near the Reception desk. Check-in went smoothly, they took photocopies of our passports and gave us our room keys and told us it was room 12 on the first floor and then pointed to a young men standing near the Reception desk, and said Hassan will carry your luggage up to your room for you. Hassan smiled and then picked up our luggage and off we went to the lift. Hassan was young and well built, big arms and as I walked directly behind him I noticed what a lovely bottom he had in his smart tight fitting black trousers. The lift was a small cosy space, and I managed to squeeze behind him so I was pressed up behind his bottom - a short but sweet ride up to floor one. Leaving the lift we soon arrived at our room, Hassan kindly brought our luggage into the room and then stood near the door, I knew he was waiting for a tip and of course I was happy to oblige. I took out some paper money and placed it in the palm of his hand, lingering and stroking my thumb against his hand, he smiled, nodded, and then exited the room, turnign around before closing the door to give me a wink. I thought to myself, the men like to wink in this place.

David and I decided to stay in the hotel for the evening, get something to eat in the restaurant and then have an early night. We unpacked, took showers and freshened up, and then went downstairs to the restaurant. The restaurant was quiet only two other male guests at separate tables, one was German and the other American if I remember correctly. David and I were seated next to a large window which looked out across the courtyard and out to parts of Morocco - it looked relaxing and inviting. Our waiter had a name badge on that read 'Ahmed' and he took looked young (early 20s) and wore and smart pair of black trousers, again tight fitting and a crisp white shirt which was unbuttoned at the top to reveal some chest hair. We ordered some drinks and then took some time to look at the menu. Ahmed brought our drinks and then asked if we were ready to order, I think I ordered a lamb dish and David a chicken dish. I asked Ahmed were the toilets were, he said I will show you and take you to a 'special' toilet - I was not quite sure what he meant by that but followed him anyway. We went up a staircase and round a couple of corners and then into this quite spacious toilet. Wow! I went inside and it was busy, I mean busy with men having sex. There must have been a dozen men in various stages of sex and I was initially stunned and then Ahmed took my hand and pulled me into the centre of the room and started to kiss me. My head started to spin and I felt quite dizzy. Being an Englishman I was the palest skinned male in that space and three of the other guys came over and also started to kiss me and undress me. I started to think about my friend David wondering where I had got to, so decided to say to Ahmed I would go back to the restaurant. I thought to myself, I am here for two weeks, this looks like a hot place to hang out, so I returned to my table. Returning back to my table and a few minutes later Ahmed also returned to our table along with our meals. I noticed his tight fitting trousers were showing a little proud member pushing out the fabric and also a little wet patch - I looked Ahmed in the eyes and then moved my eyes down to his crotch and back up and we both smiled. David and I finished our meals and then headed back to our room for an earlish night - or so I thought! We had been in our room about an hour, David was in bed and asleep when there was a knock at the door. I was just wearing a t-shirt and underwear and opened the door - it was, guess who, Ahmed - he said come, come, waved his hand to follow him and so I did wearing only my t-shirt and underwear. He took me back to that large toilet space and this time it was even busier and felt hot and sweaty. This time there were maybe 30 males of various ages and in different stages of sex. I did not get much sleep that night, or indeed most of the nights of that holiday.

Hi which resort in morocco is the hotel sounds like a place i should visit!

 

[chrisrobin]

Love your story, thanks for sharing. So did you meet up with the Steward?

I'd been back about a fortnight keeping track of where they were sailing so didn't expect miracles, my thoughts were if we fucked how many others did he fuck. But then I did know that fraternization between crew and passengers wasn't on.
So the answer to your question is yes he did ring when I'd almost given up hope. He rang from Southampton so I picked him up.
We spent two glorious days fucking and sucking,m frotting and snogging till it was time for him to go when we both put clothes on for the first time. I felt shagged out, full of his spunk and my cock was sensitive but still eager - his parting shot was to fuck me over the sink!
For a while we met up every two months then it drifted.
Then like in the movies we rolled the credits as the ship sailed into that big goodnight!

 

[RiverTrevor]

I'd been back about a fortnight keeping track of where they were sailing so didn't expect miracles, my thoughts were if we fucked how many others did he fuck. But then I did know that fraternization between crew and passengers wasn't on.
So the answer to your question is yes he did ring when I'd almost given up hope. He rang from Southampton so I picked him up.
We spent two glorious days fucking and sucking,m frotting and snogging till it was time for him to go when we both put clothes on for the first time. I felt shagged out, full of his spunk and my cock was sensitive but still eager - his parting shot was to fuck me over the sink!
For a while we met up every two months then it drifted.
Then like in the movies we rolled the credits as the ship sailed into that big goodnight!

You have a wonderful way with words mate, and you create a romantic environment for your stories even though they are often about sex - appreciate your words.

 

[chrisrobin]

You have a wonderful way with words mate, and you create a romantic environment for your stories even though they are often about sex - appreciate your words.

as I said to the guy I'd just sucked off this morning isn't sex wonderful? He grunted as he popped his tool back in and zipped up. Not very good with words but a copious cummer

 

[Npgust]

Here in Brazil every major city has at least 2 gay bathhouses/saunas worth going. Lots of orgies, group sex, gangbanging and sword fighting lol.

I could write a book with all the adventures I had.

 

[Npgust]

I wanna visit Turkey and see if the rumors about Turkish men being horny and hung is true lol.

 

[RiverTrevor]

Here in Brazil every major city has at least 2 gay bathhouses/saunas worth going. Lots of orgies, group sex, gangbanging and sword fighting lol.

I could write a book with all the adventures I had.

Amazing, start your book here if you fancy sharing some of those adventures.

 

[RiverTrevor]

Here in Brazil every major city has at least 2 gay bathhouses/saunas worth going. Lots of orgies, group sex, gangbanging and sword fighting lol.

I could write a book with all the adventures I had.

I have been to Brazil, many years ago, sadly I was mugged at knife point and no sex for me on that trip. I still loved the people and place though.

 

[lapdog2001]

Do you find getting away from it all is liberating enough that you feel like having more sex? Whether it's a short city break away in your own country, a long-haul flight to some distant shore, or a holiday on a cruise ship. If you fancy sharing about any sexual encounters while being away it would be great to read about them.

I think any type of get-away lends itself to more sex. On my first vacation with a girlfriend, we had sex every day, and sometimes twice a day. We usually averaged 2, maybe 3, times a week when not on vacation, working, commuting, etc. So 6-7 times on a 5 day vacation was lots of fun.

I met and got involved with a woman while on a vacation, so the initial 'honeymoon' period involved sex at least once a day for the entire week we were together. We had to take a break for a day or two as we were both sore!

Decades later, I hope for sex at least every other day while on vacation with my wife. Daily just isn't going to happen, as my girth does cause soreness issues for her, even though we use a great lube (which helps tremendously!)