What I Did for Summer Vacation

The air conditioner in this fuckin’ motel needs a blow job. This room’s far too warm for comfort and the valley air outside is hot and dry. Even though night has fallen, sweat is still tickling the hair between my tits and gatherin’ on my forehead. Fuck it! I’m going to the pool.

I slip off my jeans and catch a glimpse of myself in the large motel room mirror. Tall and dark-haired, round furry belly, nice arms with nice curves and a well-placed bear tatt. Low hangin’ bull balls and a cock that’s veiny and means business. I fluff up my bush and strike a quick nude muscle pose. Pat my belly and laugh out loud.

The air conditioner ain’t all that needs a blow job around here.

At the pool, all is dark and deserted, except for two men who lean back in their lounge chairs. Their heads both pivot together when I open the gate and step into the pool area. One man is a fuckin’ gorgeous chub - medium height, short-cropped blond hair, very large buddha belly that stretches out his t-shirt. His smooth white belly peeks out beneath the bottom hem. His wide eyes are watching my every move.

I step over to a lounge chair and toss my towel down on the table nearby. Toss down my motel room key and step out of my flip-flops.

The other man is short and muscular, skin the color of mocha, shoulder-length black black hair. He looks from, maybe India or Pakistan... hard to tell. He seems to have a magnificent chest under his tight polo. Look at those nipples poking out the fabric of his shirt and... are those nipple rings? His legs, jutting out from his loose trunks, are covered in thick black hair.

I turn around to set up my lounge chair. Stretch out my towel and kick my flip-flops under the chair. When I turn back to the pool, I see both these guys have taken off their shirts.

Fuckin’ A.

The chubby guy is smooth and his tits look soft and whipped-creamy and tasty and I just want to fuckin’ lick his belly down and wrap my arms around it while I fuck him senseless. The hairy man is a mass of muscle and fur. I mean, fuckin’ FUR! Covers his massive, rocky chest and runs up and over his shoulders and, I assume, down his back. Two gold nipple rings adorn each small dark nipple. His belly button is a taught, forest-hidden cave which I want to tongue.

I smile a tight smile, give an upward head nod and a deep appreciative grunt. The chub is fingerin’ his tit and the hairy muscle man is lickin’ his lips slowly. I look around. It’s a quiet night at the motel, stars shining bright, hot summer night and I got these two sexy motherfuckers eyeballin’ me top to toe.

Why be subtle?

I walk to the edge of the pool and drop my swimtrunks to my ankles. My cock is so standing straight out from my body, hard and hungry and both these guys drop their jaws to the concrete. I laugh, step out of my trunks and dive into the pool. The warm clear water against my skin is exhilarating and I feel the rush against my cock and ass and it only serves to make me harder.

I surface, the water drippin’ from my chest hair and forehead. The two guys are at the edge of the pool, talking softly to each other.

“Are you guys coming?” I ask in my gruffiest voice.

“You might say that,” the hairy man says with a hint of an accent. The man turns to the chub and nods.

The chub pulls his trunks down. His cock peeks out from beneath his beautiful belly and is fully hard and smooth and glowing electric in the starlight. He tips his toe into the pool all coy-like.

“Don’t worry,” I say. “I won’t bite ya... too hard.”

The chub smiles and nods, takes a few steps backward, then runs. Cannonball.

Right before the big splash hits me, I see this picture of him in midair – his knees all tucked up and his sweet round chubby smooth white ass and his tight little wrinkly scrotum dropping below his thighs.

When he surfaces, I swim over to him and grab him around his waist. His eyes are so fuckin’ blue in the starlight. His lips so soft and full. I look over to the hairy muscle man.

“Go ahead,” the muscle guy says.

I kiss the chubby guy hard. His jaw opens and my tongue goes deep inside. He tastes like strawberries. His slippery dolphin body tight against my wet animal body. One of his hands is slipping along the crack of my ass. Makes me moan when his fingers touch my tight hole. Our cocks are hard-sided fish darting and dashing against each other. I pull back for breath.

“His name’s Eddie,” the hairy man says.

“Doesn’t say much,” I say, starin’ into the chub’s eyes. I kiss him again and his tongue presses against mine. He moans softly.

“My name’s Balraj,” the hairy man says. The hairy guy – Balraj – makes a big production out of removing his trunks. The chub and I stop kissing and stand shoulder to shoulder, arms around each other, giving due attention to the hairy guy’s act. When the trunks are finally down, the hairy guy stands up straight.

Now, I’ve seen some cocks in my day. Small and clever cocks. Long and sinewy cocks. Smooth and veiny. Thick and pushy cocks. I’ve seen big snaky cocks and bent cocks and upturned cocks and hard cocks and soft cocks cute as puppies.

I’ve never seen a cock like this.

How’d he keep it in his trunks?

The hairy muscle guy has a cock that is fuckin’ huge. Probably - shit, this sounds like porn-lying – but really, it has to be twelve or thirteen inches long. The head is deep burgundy and the rest of his rod is like the color of eggplants. The base of his cock, next to his pubes, is so fuckin’ thick I doubt I could get my fist around it. Seriously, I’m so awestruck by this man’s cock I can barely breathe.

The hairy muscle guy with the monster cock dives gracefully into the pool. He has a wicked cool expression on his face.

The chub turns to me and begins tonguing my ear, which drives me fuckin’ wild. I’m about chest-deep in the pool and he’s kind of straddling me on one side, against my hip, sliding his cock up and down my hip and upper leg. His one hand is slowly yanking on my hard veiny cock and his other is softly fingering my asshole. I’m just trying to stay upright and breathing.

The hairy guy comes up to me – his long black hair falls straight and wet around his hard-muscled shoulders. His chest is thick with manmeat and curly black, drippin’ wet hair. He comes almost nose to nose with me. He smells lightly of patchouli. I grab his waist and pull that monster cock of his against my body.

He smiles a tight, white-toothed smile. As I pull him to me, his cock rides up my belly and I swear to Christ the tip almost surfaces from the pool.

Eddie’s still humping my hip and licking my ear and the space behind my ear.

“Eddie likes you,” the hairy man says. His cock twitches against my body. It’s hard like a steel cable and about as thick.

“Judging from this,” I say, wrapping my fist around his cock, “you kinda like me, too.”

Eddie makes a whining noise. He pulls off my ear to focus on his rapid humping of my hip. I lean into him so he can get better friction. His belly presses against me and his cock and his cock presses against my hip and he’s humping me like a fuckin’ dog and it feels fuckin’ fantastic.

Eddie whines again and I can feel his cock pulsing as wave after wave of cum shoots out and into the pool.

“Eddie really likes you,” the hairy man laughs.

“Kiss me, Daddy,” Eddie says. His voice is all soft and sweet and he’s gone all dreamy and trancelike. The hairy man reaches over and I let go of his cock.

Here in front of me, the hairy man is deep-kissing the chubby guy and my cock is throbbin’ like it’s gonna fall off. I yank on my bull balls ‘cause if I touch my cock, it’s goin’ off!

“My Daddy,” Eddie says, leaning into the hairy guy.

The hairy man looks at the state I’m in. Stares his chocolate-colored eyes into mine. “Does my Eddie want the big bear man to fuck his ass while Daddy watches?”

The chub looks at me. His eyes are happy and slightly unfocused. He nods deliberately and moves toward the side of the pool. I don’t need any more encouragement. I begin following him.

The chub puts both hands on the side of the pool, bracing himself, while the hairy man swims to his trunks and pulls a condom out of the pockets. The chub spreads his thick white legs out. Always makes me think of friskin’ people. I start patting him down, against his fleshy belly, against his ample hips. He turns his head toward me and grins.

“Big bear man,” Eddie whispers, soft and dreamy. “Fuck me, sir. You gotta fuck me hard.”

I grab the condom from the hairy guy. Just about run, sloshing noisily to the shallow end of the pool to get my cock above water so I can roll it on. Come splashing and slogging back like a big raging horny bulldog. The two men are laughing and I’m laughing too, but I tell you what, God damn it, this boy’s gonna get it good.

“Fuck him,” the muscle man says. “Fuck him as hard as you can.” He has his huge monster cock clutched with both hands and is double-fisted jacking and the sight of it makes me groan.

“I wanna watch you fuck my Eddie,” the hairy man says, slightly shutting his eyes. His body shivers with the sex and his cock throbs in his hands and precum begins drooling out of his bulbous cockhead into the pool water.

I move toward the chub and thrust my finger into his hole. He inhales deep and wriggles his hips really feelin’ it and my finger begins moving in and out of his beautiful ass.

“Ung, want it,” the chub whines. “Bear man. Ung, want it.”

What the fuck. I push my cock deep into his ass in one deadly thrust. The chub shivers with pain and pleasure. He moans soft and high.

I growl at the feeling of my cock in this tight beautiful chub’s ass and at the sight of the hairy muscle man jacking his monster cock off to the sight of his partner’s gettin’ plowed.

“Yeah,” the hairy guy moans, “do it. Fuck him hard.”

I slowly pull my hips back, feeling the tight hot wet hole clenching every inch of my cock. Then I thrust hard again.

I moan, I growl. “Aw, fuck,” I say.

“Bear,” the chub says breathing hard now, “Man. Fuck... Me... Hard!”

“Now!” the muscle man demands between clenched teeth.

So I fuck the chub. I fuck him hard. I fuck him like I’ve never fucked a man in my life, like I’m full animal fucking, like my reasoning mind is gone and I’m just a fuck machine. Pounding and pounding and the waves slosh and the muscle man is pounding his fists up and down that magnificent python cock and there’s nothing in the world but sex and starlight.

The hairy man moves behind me and for a moment I’m afraid he wants to stick that monster up my ass. And for half a flash I think to myself, I’m willing.

“Don’t worry, bear man,” the man whispers growly and quiet into my ear. “Outside only.” Then he wraps his hand around my chest and pulls his cock up against me. The thick cable of his cock slides up my butt crack, pressing the cheeks apart, but his cock is so massive, the head of it rubs against my tailbone.

For a moment, it throws our rhythm off, with the water and the buoyancy and the fucking bear sandwich I’ve suddenly become. But after a moment or two, it’s all working again and I’m slamming my cock deep into the chub’s white ass while the hairy muscle man’s riding my ass and tailbone like a fuckin’ cowboy.

Slam slam slam, my cock to the hilt and my balls slapping against the chub’s ass. The hard veiny cable of cock against my backside. Christ, it’s too hot for me. I feel like I’m going to explode into a million pieces.

“Daddy!” the chub cries.

“I’m gonna cum,” the muscle man says into my ear. “You’re making me cum, you beautiful hunk of man.”

That’s it. I’m cumming. My ass begins that twitching thing it does and the cum rumbles up from my happy balls and cum empties out into the sheath in the hot chub’s butt. The muscle man behind me is cumming up my back and into the pool. His cock is a living python against my flesh. We are all groaning and moaning simultaneously.

After a bit, my cock slips out. The muscle man steps back and we float a bit apart, spent and silent. We tread water here, neck deep in the warm starlight pool water. Cum floats like liquid seaweed throughout the pool water. Who knows whose.

“Daddy,” the chub whispers. The muscle hairy man floats over to him. “My little Eddie boy,” he says and pulls the chub into a deep kiss.

I smile. What a hot couple. Ah, maybe, someday...

As I pull my hairy ass out of the pool and walk to my towel, I hear them kissing and splashing behind me. I towel off a bit and slip into my flip-flops. A cool breeze picks up and caresses my spent body.

“Hey, bear man,” the hairy guy says. I turn and see he’s at the side of the pool, near his trunks. “Room 256,” he says, tossing a key to me. I catch it in midair. “Eddie wants seconds,” he says smiling.

I can tell. This is going to be a great summer vacation.

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Glenn Williams (aka, Mutantbearman) is a freelance writer who has published erotica, erotic poetry & queer journalism for decades. He is also a business and technical writer as well as a theatre director and actor. He has written blogs, screenplays, fiction, journalism, poetry, and non-fiction. He lives with his sexy boyfriend and Nala the cat in Portland, Oregon.