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23 hours ago, ThroatCummer said:

I just found this thread on here. Wow! 

I am 45 years old and have been to 56 countries. The plan is to visit all 193 U.N. member nations before I check out.

Man oh man do I have stories. But first, need to read through all 13 pages of this thread. lol 

Enjoy.  I wish this thread was more active.  I love true sex stories and there is something about travel that makes the adventures more exotic.

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I was at a NYC massage parlor recently that I have been to many times before. The masseur knows me and knows what I like.

We don’t even bother with the massage at first, he just strips down and let’s me suck his uncut cock until he is hard and then he fucks me until I cum. It always starts with me face down sucking his cock until he is rock hard. He quietly asks, “You want me to fuck you?”

When I say yes, he gets a condom and some lube, fingers me for a bit and the slides that beautiful thick cock in my ass. We fuck like that for a bit and then we stand up and I mean over the massage table so he can puns me. God I can still hear the slap of his body against mine as his cock slams into me.

Then he lies down, I climb on and ride him until I cum on his chest.

Then a hot towel cleanup and a nice massage. If I am lucky and it’s not busy? When the massage is done and I am lying on my back relaxed? He climbs on top of me and we suck each other until we both cum and swallow each other’s loads.

I love the sounds he makes as he gets close to cumming and how he always tries to pull out of my mouth but I hold his ass and slip a finger inside him. His cum is always sweet.

 

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2 hours ago, erickgreynolds said:

I was at a NYC massage parlor recently that I have been to many times before. The masseur knows me and knows what I like.

We don’t even bother with the massage at first, he just strips down and let’s me suck his uncut cock until he is hard and then he fucks me until I cum. It always starts with me face down sucking his cock until he is rock hard. He quietly asks, “You want me to fuck you?”

When I say yes, he gets a condom and some lube, fingers me for a bit and the slides that beautiful thick cock in my ass. We fuck like that for a bit and then we stand up and I mean over the massage table so he can puns me. God I can still hear the slap of his body against mine as his cock slams into me.

Then he lies down, I climb on and ride him until I cum on his chest.

Then a hot towel cleanup and a nice massage. If I am lucky and it’s not busy? When the massage is done and I am lying on my back relaxed? He climbs on top of me and we suck each other until we both cum and swallow each other’s loads.

I love the sounds he makes as he gets close to cumming and how he always tries to pull out of my mouth but I hold his ass and slip a finger inside him. His cum is always sweet.

 

Oh @erickgreynolds, do share the name of your  massage parlor and “masseur” so I can give him some business the next time I’m in NYC😁

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I was just in New York and I attended a lunchtime gathering in a private space.  It cost $30 and there was a 3 hour window for play.  Everyone had to check their clothes at the door. We could wear underwear if we chose. And shoes. People were respectful and took no for an answer.  There was lots of fucking, sucking, and JO.  Most of the guys were older but there was a nice variety of ages, ethnicities, and body types.  I found the experience positive and exciting. I would guess there were around 50 guys attending while I was there.

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5 hours ago, m4same said:

I was just in New York and I attended a lunchtime gathering in a private space.  It cost $30 and there was a 3 hour window for play.  Everyone had to check their clothes at the door. We could wear underwear if we chose. And shoes. People were respectful and took no for an answer.  There was lots of fucking, sucking, and JO.  Most of the guys were older but there was a nice variety of ages, ethnicities, and body types.  I found the experience positive and exciting. I would guess there were around 50 guys attending while I was there.

This was at the Guggenheim, right?  I've read they sometimes incorporate interpretive live performance in some special exhibits.

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On 10/29/2023 at 6:55 PM, CuriousByNature said:

This was at the Guggenheim, right?  I've read they sometimes incorporate interpretive live performance in some special exhibits.

What's nice about sex parties at the Gugg is that you can hit every group and if you've missed anything, you'll be able to catch it as your spiral your way back down.

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Oh boy.... I have LOADS of stories about "flights" ✈️ complete strangers and even airline personnel....  🤫🤐😶 

I have the stories just not ready to publicly share them YET. I'm also a firm believer in just because you can do something doesn't mean you should 😊 My stories I've shared individually and in person and still will when asked or if the subject cums UP  ⬆️ 

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11 hours ago, Vin_Marco said:

Oh boy.... I have LOADS of stories about "flights" ✈️ complete strangers and even airline personnel....  🤫🤐😶 

I have the stories just not ready to publicly share them YET. I'm also a firm believer in just because you can do something doesn't mean you should 😊 My stories I've shared individually and in person and still will when asked or if the subject cums UP  ⬆️ 

I look forward to hearing some of your stories some day...a guy can dream, can't he?

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11 hours ago, BenjaminNicholas said:

What's nice about sex parties at the Gugg is that you can hit every group and if you've missed anything, you'll be able to catch it as your spiral your way back down.

I like going down.  Just saying...

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On 7/3/2023 at 3:40 AM, uclablueyes said:

Transferred from a different forum:

A couple of years ago, during the ease of COVID, I had one of the hottest experiences I have ever had on a plane. I was traveling overseas to see the family and the planes those days traveling abroad were not very full so I had the window and two extra seats all by myself. The plan was a 747 with 3-4-3 configuration. When we boarded I saw a gorgeous man coming in that took the window seat just behind me. He also had three seats all for himself. He was built like a rugby player and wearing one of those gym pants that showed his round ass. You can totally see that he worked out that ass because it was very noticeable. He looked Mediterranean with darker features. It reminded me a bit of porn actor Arad Winwin. 

We took off and didn’t think any more about it. But a couple of hours in once they dim the cabin lights I stood up to brush my teeth after dinner and then I saw him and we exchanged a “look.” It was for a moment but my spidey senses were tingling and I knew that there was something there. I went to the restroom and when I came back he was standing on the aisle by his seat. He nodded to seat next to him. No words were uttered but I obliged and sat on the middle seat next to him. It was all so intense my heart was pounding. He then put the airplane blanket over his pants and guided my hand under the blanket. I can feel his manhood all hard. I started stroking it. He then nodded to go down and I went on my knees under the seats. It was tight as hell so a bit weird to be honest. He raised his legs and put his feet against the seat in front and remained covered by the blanket. Under the blanket he then lowered his pants and I could feel his dick and ass facing me. I have to confess that I didn’t care about the dick once I saw that ass in front of me. I went to town on that ass. I don’t think he was expecting that but I know he loved it as he started to move it up and down to let my tongue get it all in there. I was sucking on that hole like there was no tomorrow. It was smooth and kept opening and closing as if he was trying to stroke my tongue. It was a mix of pure raw passion and the thrill of being caught and try to be quiet at the same time not to be discovered. He stated stroking his cock under the blanket while I was giving him the rimming of his life. He came on the blanket and a little on my face. I quietly went back crawling on the floor and to the seat next to him. He then lowered his legs, put the blanket over my legs, lower my jeans and gave me a very needed HE. No words exchanged. After that I went back to my seat and slept like a baby. When we landed he gave me his card and I got to see him two days later in his hotel room. I was able to ride that sweet ass of him then but nothing was as hot as the moment we had on the plane. 

Great story.  Thanks for sharing.

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57 minutes ago, m4same said:

I look forward to hearing some of your stories some day...a guy can dream, can't he?

Absolutely 💯 If our paths cross ⚔️ I'd love to share them with you...  

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In college I spent a summer backpacking around Europe with a friend. We were staying at a hostel on the Greek island of Santorini and spending days at the beach. My friend had hurt his ankle and was stuck resting  in the hostel for a couple day while I explored. 

I was walking around the town and passed a really handsome man - long dark hair and a thick mustache, probably mid-thirties - and we smiled and nodded, that was it. Maybe an hour later, we passed again coming out of a shop and we kind of chuckled and said hello again. I was definitely not inexperienced sexually, but still pretty naive as to picking up on clues, especially outside of the US.

Next day I'm on the beach, packed with tourists. I look down the beach and spot this same man in the crowd of towels and umbrellas! He's looking my way and gives a wave and a smile. He walks through all the people and when he gets to me practically jumps on to the edge of my towel because he was burning his feet on the dark sand!  He's wearing a blue speedo and has a beautiful hairy chest. 

He was from Italy, a teacher/professor, married and was named Antonio. He spoke no English and I spoke no Italian so we communicated in the few words of French we both knew. We headed to the water together and basically stared at each other and got horny since we couldn't really discuss anything;)

We headed to a sort of tent that tourists could rent further up the beach and had a lot of really sweaty fun, kissing, tons of body contact and yeah...sucking each other...like it was the first time for both of us!

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On 8/1/2020 at 2:34 AM, tj_forplay said:

It was about 7 or so years ago. My favorite cousin was giving her kid a party at water park hotel about 30 mins away. I drove out there, didn't book a room as I figured I wouldn't be staying the night since it wasn't too far to drive home. She had a hotel room booked where they prepared food, had cake & ice cream, the regular kid party stuff. I found a nice spot in the corner where I discreetly popped opened a4a hoping to find a guy near so I could make a pit stop on my way home. It just so happen at the hotel that weekend a ton of military guys where put up there before they went home. One of them sent me a "smile" and we started chatting. Both unlocked our pics, he invited me to his room. His roommate had left early as his wife had drove up to pick him up, so he had the room to himself. My predicament was figuring out how I gonna ditch my family to get up to his room.

 

The party started to head down to the water park. I thought here's my opportunity. I messaged him my plan. I stuck my phone in my pocket & followed them down. As we were about to enter the water park, I said I forgot my phone and was going back to the room for it, my aunt was still in the room, but I wasn't really going back there. I had to make a pit stop lol. As I'm walking back, I hear one of my other cousins say he was going to come with me. I pretended not to hear him, and started walking faster. As I got to the elevators I hit the button, sent him a message I'll be there in few minutes. but the elevator didn't come soon enough, so I ducked into the stairwell to dodge my cousin, i went up 5 flights to his level. Sent him another message that I was on his floor & he sent me his room number.

 

I got to his door, a little out of breath. Waited a moment to catch my breath before I knocked. He opened the door only wearing a jock strap ? he was slim muscular build, a couple tattoos. I remember him smelling really good too. He started pulling my clothes off. We started swapping BJ's, 69. Then he asked me to fuck him. I agreed.

 

He grabbed some lube out of his bag and lubed up my dick & his ass. I asked him what position he wanted to do, he said missionary, Which is one of my favorites, so I was game. He laid back, I helped lift his legs. Lined up my dick to enter him, looked him in the eyes and asked if he was ready, he nodded. He had nice deep blue eyes, you could just get lost in them. As I began to enter him, we continued to make eye contact. He let out a soft moan, I stopped and asked if he was ok, or wanted me to stop, he say to keep going. I continued to enter him, we broke eye contact. When I felt I was far enough in him, I asked him if he was still ok, he said he was. I began fuck him slowly at first, then faster, we kept making eye contact as I alternated between fast & slow hip thrusts. He was stroking his dick as I fucked him. As I got close, he wanted me to cum in him. We cummed at the same time, with dueling moans while making eye contact. I collapsed on his cum covered chest, my dick still inside him, spent.

 

We both caught our breath, I slipped my dick out of him. We cleaned ourselves up, his parents were on their way to pick him up. I had to get back down to the party. We both got dressed & said our exiting pleasantries. We both knew our paths wouldn't cross again, he lived a few hours away. I slid into the water park, they asked what took me so long, I told them I got lost & ended up in the wrong room tower. Enjoyed the rest of the party, but was hungry, I always get hungry after sex. I ate way too much of the leftover birthday cake. Drove home with a stomach ache.

 

Sorry for the long post.

This was magical to read. 🤤 

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 I just returned from Lauderdale.  I'll just tell one story, though it was a wild trip with lots of stories.  I'm 64 years old.  I was sharing the hot tub with a couple of guys, 40 and 48. They live in New York, immigrating there about 9 years ago.  The younger guy seemed very naive. They were friendly and seemed nice. Unexpectedly, they periodically touched me a little bit and the touching increased. It lead to playing a little bit. There was no kissing or sucking, but they both kept playing with my butt.  One of them suggested we move to the pool, as the hot tub was too warm. In the pool, I ended up holding the younger, inexperienced guy while his partner fucked him. He came. His partner then asked if we could move to my room.  I agreed. I rarely bottom but all the butt play relaxed me and the 48 year old fucked me hard (with a condom) while his nurturing partner held me and comforted me. The younger guy came for the second time while doing this.  Post script is that the top sent me a text saying he came to my room to say goodbye before checking out from the resort but since I was sleeping, he just left. I hope to see them again.

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A few years ago, I was ending a most wonderful venture in Eastern Europe.  My last stop was Budapest, a beautiful city that's comprised of two distinct sides.  On my last night prior to my returning to the United States, I rang an escort who've I'd been quite interested to meet for a long time.  He and I had some glitches in our communicating, but around 21:00 his taxi made it to the street on which my hotel was located.  Mr. Hottie got out of the taxi and paced across the street to meet his client.  Both of us went inside and took the elevator to my floor and room.  My heart was accelerated a bit, and I was in awe, for this strapping muscular guy was doing a visual number on me.  Upon our entering inside of my area for that evening, we began to kiss-- lightly and as deeply as both of us could muster.  While our mouths were entangled into each other's, I began to "fuck his tongue" with mine.  This was oh so fucking hot!  We began to explore each other's body and began the "dance of euphoria."  At one point and without talking, he encouraged me to sample his gorgeously sculptured ass.  What a fucking treat, for he tasted magnificently to one who had rarely eaten out another.  After parting his "love hole" my tongue did one hell of a dive which drove shivers up the spine of this scalding Eastern European.  With my fading memory, I can't recall if he'd given me his 23 cm's or not, but if he did, I know that he revealed his talents and then some.

I can't recall the climax, but I still remember the taste of his light skin, his gorgeous love channel, his wonderful personality and rather good command of my language; I remember that that evening was one hell of a precursor to my return to the States.

Damn, while I write this, my vision is focused on that hotel and that room and the man who gave me the most superb time!

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On 2/9/2024 at 12:23 AM, Axiom2001 said:

A few years ago, I was ending a most wonderful venture in Eastern Europe.  My last stop was Budapest, a beautiful city that's comprised of two distinct sides.  On my last night prior to my returning to the United States, I rang an escort who've I'd been quite interested to meet for a long time.  He and I had some glitches in our communicating, but around 21:00 his taxi made it to the street on which my hotel was located.  Mr. Hottie got out of the taxi and paced across the street to meet his client.  Both of us went inside and took the elevator to my floor and room.  My heart was accelerated a bit, and I was in awe, for this strapping muscular guy was doing a visual number on me.  Upon our entering inside of my area for that evening, we began to kiss-- lightly and as deeply as both of us could muster.  While our mouths were entangled into each other's, I began to "fuck his tongue" with mine.  This was oh so fucking hot!  We began to explore each other's body and began the "dance of euphoria."  At one point and without talking, he encouraged me to sample his gorgeously sculptured ass.  What a fucking treat, for he tasted magnificently to one who had rarely eaten out another.  After parting his "love hole" my tongue did one hell of a dive which drove shivers up the spine of this scalding Eastern European.  With my fading memory, I can't recall if he'd given me his 23 cm's or not, but if he did, I know that he revealed his talents and then some.

I can't recall the climax, but I still remember the taste of his light skin, his gorgeous love channel, his wonderful personality and rather good command of my language; I remember that that evening was one hell of a precursor to my return to the States.

Damn, while I write this, my vision is focused on that hotel and that room and the man who gave me the most superb time!

Sounds like a great final night.  Glad you have the memory (or what remains of it.)

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In 1987, I went to Mykonos.  I was supposed to go with a friend, but he never showed up. I met a few people who became travel buddies.  One of them is still a close friend, though we never lived in the same city. While on a gay nude beach (Super Paradise) I saw a guy who was probably a few years younger, maybe 23 or so.  He had a nice thick body and an equally nice thick uncut cock. He was from Austria and spoke no English.  I am from Chicago and spoke no German. Somehow, without verbal communication, I was invited to his room, where we had a great time playing with each other. Nonverbal communication can be thrilling. 

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