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The Holiday Pt1
Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Anal, Gay Male, Hardcore, Author: wesley_emerson_1, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
hunched over the bar nursing a frosty glass, looking bored. Jon smiled, the stranger smiled back and looked at him with pleading eyes. Jon motioned with his head to come and take a seat. The stranger did so, obligingly. Taking a seat across the small round table, he introduced himself as Dean. A fellow American with white teeth and a firm handshake. Jon could smell the lotion on his skin, mixed with the woody scent of his aftershave. "Man alive, it feels good to see an American face. How long have you been here?" Dean enquired in a husky voice. ŗ days." Jon responded. "having trouble with the heat. I needed a cooler setting with beer," he laughed. Dean responded with a chuckle "I hear that." Dean was an imposing figure. A strong square jaw with a days stubble clearly visible, deep set blue eyes, and a narrow nose. His forehead was high, with the hairline spiked to make it seem higher than it actually was. Small ears set of his face nicely. The rest of his body was nothing short of male perfection. Dean was shirtless and a toned torso and a thick neck held his head up, dark black hair covering his chest and stomach sparingly. His red shorts sat on his hips and above them hinted at a dark bush. His thick, muscly legs protruded from his leg holes and manly feet sat inside flip flops. Dean leaned back and folded one leg over the other. The fabric of his shorts gaping slightly teasing Jon with the darkness within. "so, what brings you ... here?" Jon asked, wanting to know his guest better. "oh y'know: business, sun, sea and sex. Although the latter is yet to be experienced." Jon nodded knowingly. He'd taken Anne every night this holiday, in all different ways. He was insatiable and loved the feel, smell and taste of his wife's pussy. She too took him whenever and wherever she wanted. They had a happy, exciting love life. They'd often spoke about bringing a stranger into their marriage bed, but the time had never seemed quite right; they hadn't needed to - they'd provided each other with all the excitement they could ever need. So far. As his thoughts returned to his wife's naked body Jon began to shuffle with the familiar uncomfortableness. Dean noticed the shuffle and smiled, "looks like you're packing quite the weapon." Jon was taken completely off guard. He'd never been spoke to about his manhood before, particularly not by another man. What took him even more off guard was the fact he liked it. He liked the thought of another man noticing the size of his penis, as well as complimenting him! He smiled and just responded with a feeble "thanks." "How about you let me take care of it for you?" Dean spoke, softly. "I can't, I'm married...and I'm not into guys." Jon responded without any kind of firmness. Dean swiftly hooked onto this. "you don't sound so sure... Why don't we enjoy another couple of brews and you can think on my offer? WAITER, TWO MORE, PLEASE?!" and ...