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| Esteban |
“Aaron”, he said.
Aaron kind of looked like Esteban, in the sense that they were both relatively short, but built guys. They both had dark hair and similar skin tones. Both were in Speedos that showed off their beautiful bodies. Aaron may not have had Esteban’s model-like facial features or his natural charm, but he was still attractive.
Once he finished hugging Matt, Esteban turned around and said, “This is Aaron, my boyfriend.”
My mouth fell open. There was a short silence until Matt said, “I am so happy for you”.
We walked back to the chairs and ordered a round of drinks. Esteban caught us up. He now lived right here in Puerto Vallarta. He divorced Rafaela, said goodbye to his friends in the US and moved back himself. He wanted to avoid the indignity of being deported. When back in Mexico, he soon met Aaron. Aaron was an entrepreneur who was developing this brand new boutique hotel here in PV.
“After the last time we saw each other, I knew it was possible for me to fall in love with a man. And not much later I did”, he said.
Aaron and Esteban looked at each other lovingly.
“I’m so sorry I had to leave so suddenly”, he continued. “I felt like I had disturbed your relationship. I felt guilty and confused about all sorts of things.”
“Don’t worry about it, mate”, Matt said.
“Eventually it did help me realize a few things”, Esteban replied.
“We can tell”, I chuckled.
Esteban continued, saying after he fell in love with Aaron, he helped him get back on his feet. Now the hotel was having its opening very soon and Esteban was going to be the manager.
After a few more drinks, in which Matt and I spoke about what had happened to us in the meantime and why we were here. Matt spoke about DNA Magazine, and when Esteban seemed incredulous, Matt showed him on his phone. I spoke about being on a float during Pride in San Francisco and how I won a trip through work. Esteban loved hearing all about everything that happened. I thought back to when we first met him in Florida and how engaging he was then. He hadn’t changed all that much. Aaron seemed like a very nice guy, but his English wasn’t as good, so he came across rather quiet. When he found out we were leaving the next day, Esteban insisted we check out the hotel.
We put on our T-shirts and shorts and walked off the beach. It was only a short uphill walk to the boutique hotel that had a rainbow flag proudly perched over the entrance. Aaron proudly showed us around the luxury rooms, sometimes needing help from Esteban for translation. The hotel was absolutely beautiful. I was picturing myself and Matt celebrating our honeymoon here. Spacious showers, private balconies and just the overall luxury feel of the rooms, made me think of all the possibilities and turned me on. The hotel clearly had a target audience of male couples, as Aaron had explained when we walked over.
“You are welcome anytime”, he said.
One of the rooms had an oversized, private garden shower that I could definitely picture myself fucking Matt in. When I got Aaron apart, I quickly told him that I was asking Matt to marry me soon and that it would be great to have our honeymoon here. He nodded enthusiastically. He smiled. Something in his eyes told me he just thought of something.
“I am really happy you understand how romantic the hotel is”, he said.
It was quite odd to walk around in a hotel with no one else there. Aaron and Esteban then showed us the pool area. A long staircase down brought us to a completely private patio, surrounded by palm trees.
“This is pool area. Is swimsuit optional. We sometimes have parties here, but is mainly for relaxation”, Aaron said.
There were two pools, one of which had a view of the Banderas Bay.
After a few moments of the four of us enjoying the view in silence, Aaron proposed to make us some dinner.
“Oh, that is really too much”, I started.
“There is brand new kitchen! I would love to make you something. It will take us about an hour, we will make you something special”, Aaron said, taking Esteban’s arm, suggesting he join him.
“And please! Enjoy pool area in the meantime”, he concluded, giving me a wink. “We’ll be gone for a while.”
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| Matt |
He put an arm around me as we looked at the view.
“They are”, I agreed.
“It’s so good seeing Esteban coming into his own, as well.”
“Yeah… he really landed on his feet here. I’m so happy for him.”
“Me too. He looks better than ever, too.”
I turned and looked at Matt.
“Well, that kind of ruined the romantic moment”, I said.
Matt laughed.
“You’re not jealous, are you?”
Now I laughed.
“No, of course not.”
And I wasn’t. I knew I had grown as a man. I felt confident that Matt wanted me and only me. Any attention he got from or gave others was fleeting. In the past my insecurities had taken over. Now I knew exactly how he felt about me and that I had nothing to worry about.
We decided to try out the swimming pool, which had an infinity edge, and watch the view from there. We still wore our Speedos underneath our clothes, but as we started to strip I knew what I wanted.
“It is a clothing optional pool”, I randomly brought up.
Matt looked at me with a naughty glint in his eye.
“Sure, why not?”, he said as he pulled down his shorts and his Speedo in one go. The sun bounced off his alabaster skin as I saw his big butt walking down the steps into the blue water.
I noticed myself getting aroused and by the time I was also naked, my thick cock was fully erect. It wobbled from side to side as I walked into the water, which was cold for a second, but mostly refreshing.
Matt hadn’t looked back, but swam toward the edge. He put his forearms up and let his head rest on it as he admired the view again. I swam up next to him and put my arm around his waist.
“Would you like to come back here one time?”, I asked him.
“Absolutely. It’s such a wonderful place. A shame we only get to be here a few days.”
“I meant the hotel. It’s very romantic.”
“Oh, yeah, that too. It looks amazing!”
There was a short silence as we looked at the bay. I wanted to kiss him. I was still rock hard. The feeling of the slight waves of water against every part of my body aroused me to no end. I turned my head to face him. He turned to face me. Our noses inches away from each other we looked each other in the eye. His brown eyes looked at me full of love. He smiled. After two and a half years he was still giving me butterflies. After a few seconds of looking at each other we gave each other the most sensual kiss. Now our bodies turned towards each other, which made my boner poke into him. I could feel his cock was stiff as well. Thankfully, the water was shallow enough so we could both stand. I put my arms around him, pulling him close. Then my hands were all over his ass, grabbing and spreading his cheeks. Matt subtly moaned into my mouth as we continued to make out. Suddenly I found my hands passing his butt and pulling up his thighs. Without a second thought, he jumped and put his legs around me. I supported him, cupping his big ass. I was strong enough to carry him, which surprised me. We continued to make out as I carried him around the pool for a bit, feeling so powerful, so alpha. With my hands on his bubble ass I only wanted to fuck him even more as my cock was absolutely rigid.
I walked back to the steps and carried him up, placing him on the top step. We still hadn’t broken our kiss. I put one hand on each side of him and Matt slowly let his upper body fall back, so I was over him. My cock poked in his belly as we continued to kiss. I was the one to finally break the kiss, to ask, “Should we head into one of the rooms? Maybe someone can see us?”
Matt’s only reply was to wrap his legs around my waist once more and kissing me, signaling he wanted to get fucked right there. I only had to angle my cock down and it was already poking at his hole. It was too easy. Like Matt, I cared less and less if Aaron and Esteban could see us. I let my cock enter Matt. He stopped kissing me, to moan and throw his head back.
There was something about being on holiday that made me relax. Everything was a bit slower. Even my fucking. I could take my time and let Matt be in absolute ecstasy. There was no rush to go somewhere, no getting up early the next morning. On holiday I was a better top than ever. Matt’s eyes rolled up and he started mumbling gibberish, overcome with pleasure. I smiled, feeling my fat cock pulse in his hole. I sat up on my knees, on the second step into the water, Matt’s legs spread wide and high. I continued at the same pace. Soon he was out of breath. I enjoyed fucking him like this so much.
When I increased my speed, even a little, Matt absolutely lost it. A long groan came from him that must have been heard on the entire hotel property. I didn’t bother covering his mouth. Soon enough, I could feel Matt’s body to start to tense up and then shake as without touching himself spurt after spurt of cum came pushing out of his cock, hitting himself in the face and chest. It was so hot to watch, I couldn’t stop myself from cumming inside of him. When his orgasm was over, his body lay limp, still twitching a few times. I was still cumming as his body just lay there. When I finished I couldn’t help but admire him. His arms were raised over his head, his palms open. His body was shiny from the water. By his abs I could tell he was breathing heavily.
I wanted Matt to wake up with my cock still inside of him. While unconscious his hole twitched around my cock a few times. I let go of his legs, which splashed into the water. I put one hand next to each of his shoulders and let my body hover over him, my cock still in his ass. Now that I got closer I was unsure if he had fully passed out. He had a smile on his face.
“That was amazing”, he said, out of breath.
“Did you pass out?”, I asked.
“Yeah, only for a second. I think I was awake for my entire orgasm though, that rarely happens.”
I chuckled. I kissed him.
“Are you OK?”
“Yeah, I just need a second.”
After a while, my cock got soft and I pulled out of him. We went into the pool to wash off, hoping Aaron and Esteban hadn’t noticed.
“This is my favorite holiday ever”, Matt said as he kissed me.
It had been a very sexy holiday already, with Bora Bora still to come.
When Matt was ready to stand, we put our Speedos on, rubbed sunscreen on each other and lay down on some sunbeds to catch a tan. Esteban came to get us when dinner was ready. He had set up a lovely romantic spot for our double date. Aaron had cooked for us. It had been a lovely evening. The view turned from daylight to night, which was possibly even more special.
It had been amazing that we had run into Aaron and Esteban. We had been so lucky. We expressed that when we said goodbye to them and we promised to come by again. We spent our last night in the Sheraton and flew back to San Francisco.
After spending the night and then the morning fucking in a San Francisco airport hotel, it was time for the second leg of our holiday. Our flight left San Francisco at 10.45 PM, and when we woke up at 5.15 AM local time, we were already landing in Tahiti. Early in the morning we then boarded a small plane that took us to the island of Raiatea in under an hour.
A shuttle boat took us from the airport to our hotel. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky. The water was a shade of blue that made it almost look fake. The boat took us past an island that looked just like the one I had used as the background on my laptop for years. Sandy beaches, palm trees everywhere. I exhaled. I felt so relaxed. It looked and felt like I was in paradise. Matt held my hand the entire boat trip.
The boat let us off onto a wooden dock. We were welcomed with a tropical drink and directed toward the check-in of the Le Taha’a Island Resort. We walked on land on a short concrete path across the white sand. We walked into a beautiful structure with a hay roof. A cheerful young man checked us in. His nametag said ‘BENJY’. As he got our passports and typed our names into the computer. I saw his eyes widen and he smiled. I knew my reservation had made it in correctly. He returned our passports, told us where to find the restaurants, spa, gym, and swimming pool. A bell-boy asked if he could take our suitcases. He would show us to our suite.
Just as we started to leave, Benjy piped up from behind the desk.
“Mr Andrews?”
I looked back.
“Did I give you back your passport?”
I checked my pocket, and it was there.
“Yeah, it’s ri-“
“The private rendez-vous spot is yours from noon tomorrow, lunch is planned at 12.30. Photographers and musicians will be at the ready.”
Benjy spoke softly, but so fast I could barely process it.
“Oh, I’m sorry, my mistake! Enjoy your stay!”
He spoke when he said the latter. I turned around and saw that Matt and the bell-boy were waiting for me, only a few yards ahead. I walked toward them as we continued to walk toward our romantic suite. I smiled, but I knew I was blushing. I had to keep a secret for 24 more hours.
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