Codes: MM
Date: November 2010, 44 years

Status: Basically finished, minor touching up to do.


So, thanks to some Spanish airtrafficontrollers being on strike (oh no, they called it 'sick leave'...), our trip home after the week vacation on Tenerife In November 2010 turned into something that resembled a nightmare :-) But we made it home in the end, only just over 24 (sleepless) hours later then expected.

The vacation itself was quite ok. The 4-star rating of the hotel live up to its promises.

Of course, my judgment might be somewhat biased by the fitness instructor/animation guy jacking my cock on that stormy Monday afternoon.
After sitting for half the day in the bar/lobby because of the rain pouring down and strong winds, Aly and I started to look for other things to do. Unfortunately she is not willing to fuck in hotel rooms, so we started to look at the activity board in the lobby. Hmm... in 20 minutes there would be some 'rifle shooting' taking place (probably with air pressure guns, but still good enough for us :-).
Leaving Aly in the lobby, I made my way to the activity area (had to go outside for that) to check up on that. The wind had subsided a bit, but I still managed to a fair bit of rain, so my shirt and shorts were basically soaked when I got there.
The main fitness room was empty except for some equipment, but I heard noises further down the hallway. In the next room (used to play darts, ping-pong and so on) I found him. Messing around with some furniture I was looking at the back (and ass...) of Carlos (the animation guy).
Somewhere between 20 and 25, black, short cut hair and well build (well, duh... he was the fitness instructor)
Seeing his tight jeans-clad butt move, under his V-shaped torso, as he pushed the chairs and tables, something started pushing with me too...
Just when I was about to adjust my hardening cock, he turned around and noticed me (and most certainly also the still present bulge tenting out from my wet shorts). I asked about the shooting, but that had (obviously) been canceled due to the bad weather.
"I cannot let you shoot the rifles, but I can still make you shoot..." he then offered, putting the right amount of emphasis on the second 'you' and looking with his light brown eyes at my crotch. Telling him that I would like that, I leaned against the wall, and Carlos knelt down in front of me.
He pulled down my shorts and slip in one movement and my cock enjoyed its freedom as it reached a full erection and bounced up and slapped onto my belly and finally came to rest and pointed forward to Carlos, pulsing with anticipation of the things to cum....
"Hmmm... quite eager... I love that" he said. His right hand wrapped around my cock and his left one made a grab for my balls.
As our weekly fuck had slipped through with all the preparations of the vacation, my balls were loaded and hung low.
God, that felt nice... his nimble fingers juggled my eggs and my cock got even harder! Now his right hand also joined the fun and he slowly jacked me off, sliding my foreskin back and forth over the glans.
Looking up, he stopped for a moment, smiled and asked rhetorically: "You like that?"
My moans and the fact that a drop of pre-cum appeared from my piss slit seemed to answer his question and he continued his ministrations.
More pre-cum appeared and all of it was smeared over the glans by his jacking.
His thumb and index-finger of his left hand had now formed a O and prevented my balls from retreating. Every time his right hand move to my glans, his left moved down, so it felt as if my cock and balls were stretched longer and longer with each stroke. Damn! If I only could get Aly to do stuff like this!!
Now my balls really wanted to climb up, because I was about to cum. Carlos saw my glans get bigger and knew what was going to happen.
He now tightened the O even more, and used the remaining fingers to tickle the rest to the scrotum.
My knees got wobbly as it all became too much and I came with great spurts... the first load must landed almost 2 meters in front of me!
My balls kept on pumping out sperm as Carlos milked my cock and each shot landed somewhat closer then the one before.
In the end there were 6 or 7 puddles of my seed on the floor.
All in all this had taken less than 5 minutes and when my cock softened, Carlos let go and told me there would be no more shooting today...
So with that message I returned to Aly in the lobby.
And, yes, I did slip a nice big fat tip to Carlos later that week. Maybe this wasn't part of his routine tasks, but he earned it quit well!


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