The Married Spaniard likes Cock

After my day on the beach, I was sitting on the hotel terrace with a beer, people watching. Across in the pool area, a Spanish mother was tugging a young boy away from the water towards the hotel, which he was not happy about. Behind her, the husband, wearing just black swimming trunks , was pushing a toddler in a stroller. I tried not to make it too obvious that I was checking him out as they walked past me, but he was easy on the eye, not too tall, dark Spanish colouring, fit body and a smattering of dark hair on his chest and legs. I didn't think he'd noticed me looking, but after they went past, when I was checking out his firm, round rear, he suddenly turned his head and smiled at me. I knew I'd been caught out, but I smiled back before he disappeared inside.

After dinner, I sat on the terrace at the side of the hotel, which led down to the garden, enjoying a drink and listening to the music played by the trio in the corner. The Spanish family were sitting at the other side of the terrace and a couple of times, I caught the husband looking in my direction, so next time, when his wife was busy with the kids, I gave him a smile and a nod.

A while later, the wife rounded up the two youngsters and after they kissed Daddy goodnight, she took them inside. Husband meanwhile, walked to the edge of the terrace, lit a cigarette, then looked in my direction, before going down the steps into the garden. Well I know a signal when I see one, so I finished my drink then followed. I could see him not too far in front of me, strolling down towards the bottom of the garden, away from the lights. At the end of the path there was a gardener's shed, surrounded by bushes and a couple of trees, well away from the hotel. He stubbed out his cigarette and disappeared behind the shed, so of course I quickly followed, to find him standing against the wall with his cock out, pretending to piss. I walked towards him, unzipping as I went and freed my own cock which was already semi hard with anticipation. He wasted no time in taking hold of my shaft and kissing me passionately before crouching down to suck me to complete erection.

He came up and whispered "I want to be fucked. Do you have a condom?"

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I always carry a condom, so I nodded and pulled one out of my back pocket. We moved further into the bushes, where he kissed me again, before dropping his trousers and bending over, while I quickly rolled the rubber over my cock and pushed it up his arse. He didn't complain when I started slamming in and out of his hole with a bit of force, but braced himself against a tree trunk with his left hand, while I could see by the movement of his right arm that he was wanking his cock. I slid my hands up under his shirt and found his nipples, giving them a rub and a little twist, which made him gasp and I knew he was trying really hard to stay quiet. I fucked him harder, making him use both hands against the tree to hold himself steady, so I reached round and grabbed his cock, wanking him in time with my thrusts. He started making gasping noises, like he was heading for climax, so I slammed as deep as I could inside his hole and I felt his cock erupt in my hand, as I came at the same time, filling the condom with my load.

As I pulled out and removed the condom, he turned round and sucked the last of the cum off my cock before standing up to kiss me, so that I tasted my own cum on his lips. He whispered

"Thankyou, I needed that very much."

I replied "No problem. I needed that too."

As he was adjusting his clothes, he said "I need to get back in case my wife has come downstairs. How long are you in hotel?"

"One more week"

He smiled "Then maybe you will fuck me again?"

There was no maybe about it, I never pass up an opportunity, so I told him yes.

After that night, we managed two more assignations at the bottom of the garden at the kids bedtime, plus one afternoon in my bedroom, when his wife and kids were having a nap, where I got him naked on the bed and rimmed his hole, before fucking the hell out of his firm round arse.

On my final morning, they entered the lift when I was on my way down for breakfast. He stood right in front of me and casually put his hand back, fondling my crotch as he carried on a conversation with his wife. I couldn't get too close, but as the doors opened, I took the chance to grab his behind and give it a goodbye squeeze, then walked carefully to breakfast with a semi in my shorts.

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