True travel sex stories. Any you're willing to share?

[+ Vegas_Millennial]

On 2/7/2024 at 7:07 PM, m4same said:

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.

Was this at the Hilton or Hyatt swimming pool?

Just kidding ... If I was a betting man I would bet this was at the Worthington or other gay guesthouse in Ft Lauderdale.

I had my first 3 way, first time being filmed, and first time being fucked by a man with a Prince Albert piercing all at the Worthington in Ft Lauderdale over the  years.  I remember being in the hot tub when a man with a Prince Albert piercing gets in.  I asked "What's the name of that piercing?" And he replied with "Prince Albert".  I commented "I've never been fucked by anyone with a Prince Albert before" and without hesitation he got out of the hot tub, directed me to go with him, and gave me a good fucking in my hotel room.

[m4same]

1 hour ago, Vegas_Millennial said:

Was this at the Hilton or Hyatt swimming pool?

Just kidding ... If I was a betting man I would bet this was at the Worthington or other gay guesthouse in Ft Lauderdale.

I had my first 3 way, first time being filmed, and first time being fucked by a man with a Prince Albert piercing all at the Worthington in Ft Lauderdale over the  years.  I remember being in the hot tub when a man with a Prince Albert piercing gets in.  I asked "What's the name of that piercing?" And he replied with "Prince Albert".  I commented "I've never been fucked by anyone with a Prince Albert before" and without hesitation he got out of the hot tub, directed me to go with him, and gave me a good fucking in my hotel room.

It was an upscale, all male, clothing optional resort.

[top_guy_atl]

I'm reading these stories and I suddenly remember I have my own story. A few years ago, I went with straight friends to spend a few days at an upscale Marriott resort in Orlando.  We did this a number of times.  My best friend (straight female) and I would always share a room to save on expenses.  Her sister and husband would have an adjoining room.  On this particular trip, I started chatting with a guy on Grindr and after a day or two, I was beginning to think I would never get an opportunity to meet.  I couldn't get away without it being obvious.  On the last day of our trip, they all decide to go downstairs and over-eat at the buffet.  I wasn't hungry, so I stayed in our room.  He was suddenly available to meet, so I gave him my room number and invited him over for a quickie while my friends ate dinner downstairs.  I was scared to death they would return while he was in the middle of sucking me off.  It would have been incredibly embarrassing if I was caught and I'm sure they would have been pissed.  Don't get me wrong, they all know I'm gay and are OK with the concept.  But they've never been faced with seeing me be actively gay.  I managed to get him out of the room with a few minutes to spare.  I still smile when I think about that close call.  He was a hottie and inappropriately young for me (not illegal though).

[m4same]

On 3/12/2024 at 4:44 PM, top_guy_atl said:

I'm reading these stories and I suddenly remember I have my own story. A few years ago, I went with straight friends to spend a few days at an upscale Marriott resort in Orlando.  We did this a number of times.  My best friend (straight female) and I would always share a room to save on expenses.  Her sister and husband would have an adjoining room.  On this particular trip, I started chatting with a guy on Grindr and after a day or two, I was beginning to think I would never get an opportunity to meet.  I couldn't get away without it being obvious.  On the last day of our trip, they all decide to go downstairs and over-eat at the buffet.  I wasn't hungry, so I stayed in our room.  He was suddenly available to meet, so I gave him my room number and invited him over for a quickie while my friends ate dinner downstairs.  I was scared to death they would return while he was in the middle of sucking me off.  It would have been incredibly embarrassing if I was caught and I'm sure they would have been pissed.  Don't get me wrong, they all know I'm gay and are OK with the concept.  But they've never been faced with seeing me be actively gay.  I managed to get him out of the room with a few minutes to spare.  I still smile when I think about that close call.  He was a hottie and inappropriately young for me (not illegal though).

This sounds like a great memory.  I'd love to hear more details about what you both look like and the tension and excitement you felt arranging and experiencing the hook up. Did he remove his clothes? Did you guys kiss? Who was the aggressor? I'm making up details in my head but I'd rather hear about the actual event.

[m4same]

As a fair-skinned male in his 60s. I found I was popular in India and in Vietnam.  I'm told I'd also be popular in the Phillipines.  Any other places where I'd be particularly desired?

[+ JEC]

My husband and I were on a vacation in Paris about.....15 years ago?  We rented an apartment in the Marais 🏳️‍🌈 and liked to hang out across the street at a cafe at Open cafe (gay bar by night, street cafe by day).  One afternoon at the Open Cafe we met a hot young American (early 20s, dirty blond, tall, beefy, overtly confident) sitting at the next table, having coffee and drinks.  As the conversation wore on he told us that he was traveling through Europe, staying in hostels and living out of a backpack.  He went on to tell us that he was in Madrid the weekend before, and went to a "foam party".  These are (were) dance parties at nightclubs where they literally fill the dancefloor up with foam (bubbles).  The foam allowed for varying degrees of nudity, and groping to happen under the foam on the dancefloor...he told us his penis was still chafed from the foam party (poor boy!).  My ears (and my penis) perked up!  As the drinks and conversation flowed, we realized this hot young American was SLEEPING his way through Europe, and good for him!  Eventually he left , and we had dinner plans.....across town.

We went to a lovely Dinner which of course included cocktails 🍹 and wine 🍷 ......after dinner, we started walking (stumbling) around the neighborhood looking for the nearest taxi 🚕 stand.   We were walking down a dark, random, narrow side street when suddenly a door 🚪 opened....and we heard a noisy club inside that broke through the silence and out of the door spilled (stumbled) ...... foam boy!   The 3 of us could not believe the random re-encounter.  After marveling (slurring) at the coincidence for a few minutes, we invited him back to our apartment.  We made our way to a taxi stand...and back to the Marais. 

As only 3 drunk men can do, we had sloppy sex....he was hot, but the sex was not particularly (too bad).  There was no penetration ⭕ ...could not focus enough for that.  He had a nice chubby 6" member 🍆.   Had we not all been drinking for hours, it probably would have been much hotter 🔥.  But, the story....the lead up, and the randomness of the re-encounter makes for a hot story.  I wished that I were as adventurous and confident as this man in my 20's....the idea of backpacking (sleeping) your way through Europe was intriguing!

 

Edited April 3 by JEC

[uclablueyes]

I recently went on a cruise through the Mediterranean with my parents. It was not something I was dying to do but i thought it would be one of the last chances to travel with both my parents so I went. One early morning I decided to go the gym and, by the time I finished working out, I went to the lockers and there was my old trainer getting ready to work out himself. I gave him a hug and started talking. He is no longer a trainer as he had moved up north to become a farmer and pursue his porn career. Of course when he said that my cock immediately perked up. I had the hots for this guy since the days we were training back in LA. He explained that he’s a full on porn star and he makes quite a good living doing it with his now twink husband. He started telling me stories and my dick got real hard. He noticed that immediately but he didn’t make a comment. I got nervous so I said I had to go take a shower and meet some friends. He left the locker room and I started to take my clothes off to go into the shower. As I was going into the shower there comes my trainer butt naked with his towel and we both jump in the same shower. Closed the door snd started making out. There were other patrons there but I don’t believe they noticed two guys going on the same stall. Man, it was as I imagined it working out back when. I went down and started eating his sweet ass. God, I had been wanting to do that for years and now he was in front of me. He raised me and we continued making out. He turned me around and put soap all over me slipping his hand up and down my crack. That turned me so much. He started kissing my neck as I feel his cock caressing my hole. He goes in and starts to fuck me. The sound of the other patrons showering next to us in other stalls adds a level of thrill. I cannot hold it anymore and come like crazy. I turn around and continue to kiss him as he jerks off and comes all over me. He then winks, take his towel and says “I work out every morning at 7am if you care to join for a free workout session.” And boy oh boy, for as long as the cruise lasted, I couldn’t wait to wake up and go to the gym. I was there every morning at 7 for my workout with the trainer in the gym and my “workout” in the showers afterwards. I hope one day I could go up north to see him in his farm. It was a truly memorable experience and made my cruise adventure one I won’t forget. 

Edited April 6 by uclablueyes

[Hot4latin]

3 hours ago, uclablueyes said:

I recently went on a cruise through the Mediterranean with my parents. It was not something I was dying to do but i thought it would be one of the last chances to travel with both my parents so I went. One early morning I decided to go the gym and, by the time I finished working out, I went to the lockers and there was my old trainer getting ready to work out himself. I gave him a hug and started talking. He is no longer a trainer as he had moved up north to become a farmer and pursue his porn career. Of course when he said that my cock immediately perked up. I had the hots for this guy since the days we were training back in LA. He explained that he’s a full on porn star and he makes quite a good living doing it with his now twink husband. He started telling me stories and my dick got real hard. He noticed that immediately but he didn’t make a comment. I got nervous so I said I had to go take a shower and meet some friends. He left the locker room and I started to take my clothes off to go into the shower. As I was going into the shower there comes my trainer butt naked with his towel and we both jump in the same shower. Closed the door snd started making out. There were other patrons there but I don’t believe they noticed two guys going on the same stall. Man, it was as I imagined it working out back when. I went down and started eating his sweet ass. God, I had been wanting to do that for years and now he was in front of me. He raised me and we continued making out. He turned me around and put soap all over me slipping his hand up and down my crack. That turned me so much. He started kissing my neck as I feel his cock caressing my hole. He goes in and starts to fuck me. The sound of the other patrons showering next to us in other stalls adds a level of thrill. I cannot hold it anymore and come like crazy. I turn around and continue to kiss him as he jerks off and comes all over me. He then winks, take his towel and says “I work out every morning at 7am if you care to join for a free workout session.” And boy oh boy, for as long as the cruise lasted, I couldn’t wait to wake up and go to the gym. I was there every morning at 7 for my workout with the trainer in the gym and my “workout” in the showers afterwards. I hope one day I could go up north to see him in his farm. It was a truly memorable experience and made my cruise adventure one I won’t forget. 

[m4same]

On 4/3/2024 at 4:45 PM, JEC said:

My husband and I were on a vacation in Paris about.....15 years ago?  We rented an apartment in the Marais 🏳️‍🌈 and liked to hang out across the street at a cafe at Open cafe (gay bar by night, street cafe by day).  One afternoon at the Open Cafe we met a hot young American (early 20s, dirty blond, tall, beefy, overtly confident) sitting at the next table, having coffee and drinks.  As the conversation wore on he told us that he was traveling through Europe, staying in hostels and living out of a backpack.  He went on to tell us that he was in Madrid the weekend before, and went to a "foam party".  These are (were) dance parties at nightclubs where they literally fill the dancefloor up with foam (bubbles).  The foam allowed for varying degrees of nudity, and groping to happen under the foam on the dancefloor...he told us his penis was still chafed from the foam party (poor boy!).  My ears (and my penis) perked up!  As the drinks and conversation flowed, we realized this hot young American was SLEEPING his way through Europe, and good for him!  Eventually he left , and we had dinner plans.....across town.

We went to a lovely Dinner which of course included cocktails 🍹 and wine 🍷 ......after dinner, we started walking (stumbling) around the neighborhood looking for the nearest taxi 🚕 stand.   We were walking down a dark, random, narrow side street when suddenly a door 🚪 opened....and we heard a noisy club inside that broke through the silence and out of the door spilled (stumbled) ...... foam boy!   The 3 of us could not believe the random re-encounter.  After marveling (slurring) at the coincidence for a few minutes, we invited him back to our apartment.  We made our way to a taxi stand...and back to the Marais. 

As only 3 drunk men can do, we had sloppy sex....he was hot, but the sex was not particularly (too bad).  There was no penetration ⭕ ...could not focus enough for that.  He had a nice chubby 6" member 🍆.   Had we not all been drinking for hours, it probably would have been much hotter 🔥.  But, the story....the lead up, and the randomness of the re-encounter makes for a hot story.  I wished that I were as adventurous and confident as this man in my 20's....the idea of backpacking (sleeping) your way through Europe was intriguing!

 

I enjoyed this story.  glad you guys got to play.  I think I know the coffee shop/bar.

 

[m4same]

On 4/6/2024 at 2:35 AM, uclablueyes said:

I recently went on a cruise through the Mediterranean with my parents. It was not something I was dying to do but i thought it would be one of the last chances to travel with both my parents so I went. One early morning I decided to go the gym and, by the time I finished working out, I went to the lockers and there was my old trainer getting ready to work out himself. I gave him a hug and started talking. He is no longer a trainer as he had moved up north to become a farmer and pursue his porn career. Of course when he said that my cock immediately perked up. I had the hots for this guy since the days we were training back in LA. He explained that he’s a full on porn star and he makes quite a good living doing it with his now twink husband. He started telling me stories and my dick got real hard. He noticed that immediately but he didn’t make a comment. I got nervous so I said I had to go take a shower and meet some friends. He left the locker room and I started to take my clothes off to go into the shower. As I was going into the shower there comes my trainer butt naked with his towel and we both jump in the same shower. Closed the door snd started making out. There were other patrons there but I don’t believe they noticed two guys going on the same stall. Man, it was as I imagined it working out back when. I went down and started eating his sweet ass. God, I had been wanting to do that for years and now he was in front of me. He raised me and we continued making out. He turned me around and put soap all over me slipping his hand up and down my crack. That turned me so much. He started kissing my neck as I feel his cock caressing my hole. He goes in and starts to fuck me. The sound of the other patrons showering next to us in other stalls adds a level of thrill. I cannot hold it anymore and come like crazy. I turn around and continue to kiss him as he jerks off and comes all over me. He then winks, take his towel and says “I work out every morning at 7am if you care to join for a free workout session.” And boy oh boy, for as long as the cruise lasted, I couldn’t wait to wake up and go to the gym. I was there every morning at 7 for my workout with the trainer in the gym and my “workout” in the showers afterwards. I hope one day I could go up north to see him in his farm. It was a truly memorable experience and made my cruise adventure one I won’t forget. 

exciting

[m4same]

When I visited India in 2019, I went to a deluxe hotel in New Delhi. My first night there, I used Scruff and met a guy around my age (50s.) He asked if I would be willing to have a 3-way including his friend.  I agreed.  I knew nothing about this new guy, but I was willing to take a chance.  About 15 minutes before we were supposed to meet, I received a message from my contact saying that traffic was too slow and the he was heading back home.  So now I was set to meet a total stranger.  It actually worked out well.  He was friendly and attractive looking, and though it was awkward at first, we had a good time. Who would have guessed? Sometimes being flexible and taking a small risk pays off.

[Whippoorwill]

I have traveled a lot, and sex has always been an important part of my life. So many stories I could tell. Here's an extra special one. One evening, in my early 40s, I was in St Peter's Square, Vatican City, and there was a cute (turned out to be French) 18ish boy hanging around. We chatted, and quickly picked each other up. He was staying in a cheap hotel, and we went back to his. We hopped in bed and immediately were going at it. Soon there was pounding on the door and the Italian grandmother hotel-keeper screaming at the top of her lungs. She had seen us come in, and was irate that there were two people in the single room. She threw us out. He grabbed his backpack and we headed to my place. Through some unusual circumstances I was staying in a convent catering to pilgrims, right on the edge of the Vatican. Through a priest friend of mine who was stationed at the Vatican, I wrangled a front door key out of the nuns who ran the place, so we were able to sneak in late at night. We soon were in my single bed, fucking like bunnies. He stayed three nights with me, fucking our eyeballs out, until he had to return to Nice. Each morning we would leave with the morning crowd of pilgrims, and never got caught, and snuck back in nights when they were all in bed. I can still see him, laying naked on the bed in the morning sun, cock at full mast, in front of a window with St Peter's just beyond.

He later came to study in the US, and for a couple of years we would call each other occasionally. Ah sweet youth.