CHAPTER 20
Kyle had settled into his new job as gym supremo with no difficulty at all; it was as if he was purpose-made to run the place. He saw no reason to deprive himself of what might be considered be a perk of the position in the form of testing out job applicants in much the same way as Sten had done with him. His promotion had left one trainer team, one man down and one of his first jobs was to find a replacement for himself, which he did with considerable vigour and – it has to be added – with great personal pleasure.
There was no shortage of applicants to fill the vacant post of trainer and Kyle interviewed and tested no less than six young studs before settling on a superb young hunk called Liam, who, as he himself had been when joining the gym, had just left school aged eighteen. As he fucked the young man in the first the practical tests, Kyle sensed that Liam was already a sexually highly experienced stud; a suspicion which was confirmed when he had Liam fuck him back. In a word, Liam was a great operator with his cock and was not at all shy to use it.
Liam, who was a gorgeously handsome young man in the first bloom of male maturity, had that all-important prerequisite, a large cock, the perfect complement to a great body, the two key characteristics which together attracted the gym's clients in search of those unacknowledged, extra-curricular activities.
It was towards Christmas and Kyle had been in charge of the gym for just over a year, when he sprung what was to become a life-changing event on Steve in the form of a free winter vacation for two in Key West, the southernmost island of that archipelago of islands training out into the Caribbean off the southern tip of Florida.
"Steve, look what a client has given me free, gratis and for nothing: a booking for a full week between Christmas and New Year in an all-male health spa located in Key West in the Florida Keys. Look, here's the brochure about the place. It's a mandatory naked, all-male spa on the coast with all facilities for a great holiday in the sun. The client who gave this to me had booked it for himself and his partner and has been there several times in the past;He tells me that the place is very strict about taking bookings and only accepts really physically well-set-up guys as clients so that everyone feels comfortable; but his partner has fallen ill and has to have major surgery between Christmas and New Year, so he offered the reservation to me as a gift for services rendered over and above the call of my strict duty."
He continued, "So as the gym is closed until the January 5th, and as you are out of school until January 6th, there is no reason why we cannot accept this offer and escape this once from the cold of Chicago for the sun of the south. As far as I understand they are fully booked for that week and there will be lots of great guys to fraternise with – well I suppose we can do more than just fraternise as it is a very sexy place – so we could have a great time."
Kyle, added, "And I understand that there is a great party laid on for New Year's Eve with a team of professional studs: muscle-cock entertainers, in fact, who will perform on stage. So Steve, what do you say? Shall we go and relax, swim and have sex in the altogether for a week under the sun?"
Steve was more than willing as he and Kyle had never really had a vacation together; and for a couple of confirmed gays as sexually active as they were, both of them welcomed any occasion to show off in the raw what they both knew, with no false modesty, were their outstandingly magnificent physiques and cocks which beat all- comers. It sounded like manna from heaven: a great way to break out of the daily routine; not that their daily life was bad by any means.
But as Steve said as he agreed on the trip: "A change is as good as a rest." And never was a truer word spoken – albeit unthinkingly – as Steve had no idea, at the moment he uttered those words, just how this vacation trip would radically change both their lives.
On the morning of December 23rd Steve and Kyle checked in at O'Hare in Chicago – first class no less – for their flight to Miami, from where a small commuter plane ferried them to the airport at Key-West where they arrived shortly after noon. To Steve's considerable surprise, they were met by a chauffeur holding a placard labelled Shanit and were driven in what was a deluxe limousine to the resort. The resort itself was directly on the beach but was totally protected from the public eye by a long, high wall. Above the main entrance to the reception area was a sign: The Golden Sands Resort & Spa, beneath which was stated: Key-West's Exclusive Male-Only Beach Resort.
Steve and Kyle were greeted at the reception desk by a very sexy looking young guy wearing a revealing pair of white pants into which he appeared to have been poured so that his ass and kit were both prominently brought into focus. Above this he was wearing a tight fitting shirt, open down almost to the waist on which was pinned a name-tag identifying him as Kevin. This invitingly ripped, muscular package, with Fuck Me me writ large all over it, was finished off by a simple gold chain which he was wearing around his neck. If Kevin was an example of what the resort had to offer in terms of male flesh, then this was already shaping up to be a great place.
"Gentlemen, welcome to Golden Sands; please let me have your names." As soon as Kyle had uttered Steve and Kyle Shanit, a metaphorical red-carpet was verbally unrolled before them. "Ah yes, gentlemen; you were both expected. Your room is ready for you; you are in the Presidential Suite and Benjamin will show you to it immediately." Benjamin, another sexily dressed and very fuckable example of attractive looking male flesh, in that glorious first bloom of manhood, appeared as if from nowhere and loaded their luggage onto a trolley.
Kevin then gave them what was clearly his standard welcome spiel: "Gentlemen, as you know, this is an exclusively all-male beach resort and as such nudity in the entire resort is mandatory. That is to say that you are not allowed to wear any clothing whatsoever once you leave your room. In a word gentlemen, total nudity is obligatory at all times in all public places. You will not require any cash or credit cards as all services which the resort offers are included. Of course, if you wish, as you most probably will do, to go outside of the resort to visit the city of Key West, you may dress yourselves before you leave."
"Broad-minded though Key West is, it does not tolerate any nudity on its streets. Golden Sands is still fairly quiet at the moment as most visitors will arrive tomorrow for the Christmas-New Year special week, for which we are fully booked, by the way, so that you will have the company of about one hundred like-minded guys during your stay. It's now about lunchtime, but as meals are all, with the exception of the gala dinner on New Year's Eve, from an on-going, self-service buffet, you are free to eat any time you wish from 8 a.m. through midnight."
"Table waiters who are on hand at all times in the dining room and will bring you any drinks you order to your table. Once you get settled in your suite, Benjamin, who has been expressly delegated to look after you for the rest of the day, will be happy to take you on a guided tour of the resort and show you all our facilities. If you have any special needs, you need only ask him and he will be happy to oblige. So, enjoy your stay gentlemen."
So there you had it. As Steve remarked to Kyle: "Your donor must be a very special guy, not to mention loaded, to have paid for this place as we are being treated like royalty. Our every need seems to have been catered for; reading between the lines of what Kevin has just said, unless I am a complete idiot and have totally misread the tea leaves, we have been given our friend Benjamin here as a sort of sex toy for the rest of today."
Benjamin led the way to the accommodation block pushing the luggage trolley in front of him, giving Steve and Kyle a fine view of his very alluring ass. What is it about one guy's buttocks that make them so attractive to the experienced gay eye? Benjamin clearly owed his job to his physical attributes which were, to say the very least, spectacularly attractive; and as he preceded them, his ass just radiated that magic indefinable something which turned on both of its present admirers. His pants fitted the curves of his bubble-butt perfectly and Benjamin was either wearing no underpants or just a cock-thong, as no show-through elastics spoiled the superb contours of what was without any doubt a butt which was just crying out to be served.
The little party finally arrived at the main building where an elevator whisked them to the top floor. The Presidential Suite, named presumably because of the sheer opulence of its appointments – one has to ask oneself if any President would ever patronise such an overtly sexually orientated gay resort – was enormous and opened onto a private roof terrace equipped with a number of pieces of furniture, whose design indicated their purpose, as well as a Jacuzzi and a shower.
Benjamin unpacked their things and put their clothes in the wardrobe. Watching him at his work, Steve asked himself why he had brought so much stuff on what was a nude vacation when the clothes in which they had travelled would have been enough for any sortie they might envisage to see the undoubted delights of Key West itself.
Benjamin, his task completed addressed them: "Well gentlemen, I hope you like your accommodation. What would you like to do now? As Kevin told you I am at your disposition for the rest of the day, so I can show you around the resort, or I can let you explore the place by yourselves, or we can go to lunch or – and now a very revealing remark – or you are free to do anything else you wish; the choice is yours."
Just standing there looking at Benjamin, whose crotch was already beginning to bulge, it was evident what he wanted to do. But it was clear that Benjamin himself could not initiate any action, even though all three of them knew, as sure as night followed day, what was about to happen; but either Steve or Kyle had to make the first move.
It was Kyle who spoke first: "Well, whatever we do – tour the resort or have lunch – unless we stay holed up in this suite, it seems to me that the first thing we need to do is to get naked." So without more ado, Kyle started stripping off his travel clothes. Steve followed suit as did Benjamin, who as he observed, was only allowed to show them to their room dressed; otherwise, he too had to follow the mandatory nakedness rule. And so the three of them were now able to satisfy their curiosity; Steve and Kyle to see the very desirable Benjamin in the buff; Benjamin to drool over the physical splendour of two naked young studs with the most magnificent cocks he had ever seen.
Without being unfair to Benjamin, who was a very attractive and muscular young guy, beautifully ripped and with a really decent-sized, well-cut cock with a well-rimmed head, in terms of sheer sexual presence he could not compare with Steve and Kyle, both of whom were professionally engaged in the body-beautiful business. But this having been said Benjamin was a very beautiful, young stud whom any active gay would have been happy to fuck and as the three of them stood there admiring the erotic scene which they made together, it was obvious that both lunch and touring the resort were to be put on hold whilst Steve and Kyle took Benjamin at his word.
"I am at your disposition for the entire afternoon." and then: "You are free to do anything else you wish." By this time three sizeable cocks were all hard and telling their respective masters what they wanted to do.
Surprisingly it was Benjamin who, invited by two rock-hard pieces of man-meat took the next step. He knelt down in front of Steve and took the head of his penis in his mouth and started to suck him off. Steve then backed himself onto the bed where lay down spreading his legs, pulling Benjamin with him so that he was kneeling in front of him as he gave his cock a blow job. Meanwhile, Kyle picked up a Trojan rubber from one of the open boxes of condoms and lubricants on each bedside table and rolled it on to his rock-hard erection.
He then applied a good dose of lubricant to his latex-clad cock before kneeling down behind Benjamin. Benjamin was clearly no newcomer to gay sex and knew exactly what was about to happen as he automatically spread his legs, opening up his buttocks giving Kyle a magnificent view of his hairless cleft in the centre of which his anal pucker was invitingly visible.
Just looking at Benjamin's deliciously fuckable ass, Kyle thought that he looked like a young virgin; exactly as he himself had been when Steve had taken him in hand that day after the football match at school, paddled his ass and had gone on to fuck him, robbing him of his anal virginity and thereby launching him unthinkingly on his present career at the Chicago gym and finding his life's partner to boot.
Kyle's first thoughts, as he knelt there gazing at the enticing prospect of that tight little anus which his own sizeable tool was shortly to penetrate, was that he was about to shaft a virgin: to stretch for the first time the sphincter of a hole which had never before enjoyed the pleasure of being penetrated by another man's meat. But this was clearly not the case given Benjamin's oral initiative on Steve's cock; but why had he decided on Steve and not Kyle?
However, now was not the time to philosophise over Benjamin's sexual motivations as he was now was devouring Steve's cock with great vigour as if his life depended on it and whose own anus was there for the taking by Kyle. So Kyle offered up his cockhead to Benjamin's anal pucker and as is often the case, found that the young stud's sphincter offered considerable resistance to the intruder, until suddenly Benjamin's muscles relaxed enough to allow Kyle to enter him. Kyle suddenly realised that he had totally misjudged Benjamin and that in spite of the virginal appearance of his ass, Benjamin was sexually a highly experienced gay stud.
Once Kyle had succeeded in inserting his cock-head into Benjamin's hole, that muscular, anal sphincter guarding the entry to his partner's most private parts snapped fast and gripped Kyle's erection quite firmly just below the rim of his cock-head. Kyle suddenly saw that he in spite of Benjamin's virginal appearance, he was fucking an extremely experienced partner. After a short pause, he then went on as usual and gave Benjamin the pleasure of taking the full ten inches of his rock-hard man-meat in one uninterrupted, smooth thrust.
For Kyle, even this initial thrust into Benjamin's inner depths proved quite a new experience; the young stud clearly had great control over his own anal muscles and gripped Kyle's shaft firmly the whole time as its full length slid inside of him only to stop as Kyle's pelvis mated with his buttocks. Kyle suddenly discovered that he was totally thrilled at the prospect of fucking a young man who clearly had every intention of participating, as fully as any bottom could, in the act of anal copulation in which they were now engaging.
Kyle sensed immediately that this was not to be a case of him simply fucking a submissive partner, as it was already quite clear from the way that Benjamin was now gripping his meat that this was to be an act between equals. In a word Benjamin, in the role of the passive partner, the guy being fucked, who normally, other than providing a welcoming hole for in which his partner could exercise his cock, clearly had every intention of being an equal participant in the act.
As ever with whomever he had sex, Kyle always stuck to what had become his signature technique: he endeavoured to take his partner with him all the way to a mutual climax, avoiding the need for any manual assistance to their cocks to take them both to that state of nirvana: a mutual orgasm with the simultaneous ejaculation of huge quantities of sperm. Usually, it was thanks to Kyle's efforts alone, that this stage was reached; but in this case with Benjamin things were totally different.
As Kyle commenced his rhythmic thrusting, the essential component of any anal fuck, he immediately felt Benjamin's sphincter providing a restricted passage for the movement of his cock; and although the copulation process was more or less normal, it grew more and more intense with each successive cock thrust. Kyle found that at each thrust, his cock was being subjected to what was tantamount to a forceful massage by Benjamin's anal muscles so that in a much shorter time than usual he knew he was reaching his own climax and in his classic way withdrew himself completely from Benjamin's anus before giving his partner that final forceful thrust designed to bring them both to a simultaneous orgasm.
But the difference was that on this occasion he had not been in total control of the situation and he was uncertain at what stage of nearness to climax Benjamin was. Given Benjamin's own muscular intervention in the act, Kyle had no longer been able to hold himself back and had been forced to climax himself.
As his rock-hard cock, still deep inside of Benjamin, pumped its generous loads of sperm into the rubber he was wearing, he saw that Benjamin's naked cock suddenly erupt forth all over the bed with its own creamy emission of sperm. So they had, in fact, both achieved what was always Kyle's goal: simultaneous orgasm.
During the time that Kyle's cock had been lavishing its tender loving care on Benjamin's anus, Benjamin, the prime mover in the present three-man action, was himself still assiduously giving his oral attention to Steve's penis. How he managed to continue to do this while his own anus was being reamed by Kyle's cock, God alone knows; but he did; and almost immediately after Kyle and Benjamin achieved simultaneous orgasms, Steve suddenly shot his huge load, which was partly taken by Benjamin in his mouth, partly splattered all over his face and partly jerked all over the bed: the least that can be said is that when Steve came, he came in torrents.
Benjamin was clearly a case of still waters running deep; At first sight, he had given both Steve and Kyle the impression that he was a beginner at gay sex, when, in fact, as events had now shown he was something of an expert. Steve, who had had the least vigorous role in this three-way coupling, suddenly stood up, pulled Kyle off his knees and rolled Benjamin over onto his back on the bed.
Then having rolled a Trojan onto his hard cock and lubricated himself, he simply knelt down in front of Benjamin, whose legs he pulled over his own shoulders before shafting the young man in the mission position. Benjamin raised no resistance to his second anal fuck of the day as Steve, with his characteristic vigour hammered his partner's deliciously tight anus. Kyle meanwhile knelt down alongside Benjamin, whose own man-meat was still erect, and gave him the benefit of a blow job, while Steve was fucking his ass.
Steve, who was less adept than Kyle at ensuring that he and his partner achieved orgasm simultaneously, was aided by Kyle's oral ministrations to Benjamin's cock, which erupted its second load of the day, more or less at the same time as Steve reached his own climax, depositing his own load deep inside of his partner.
It is safe to say as the three of them showered away the visible fruits of their labours in what was revealed to be a very capacious wet room of the Presidential Suite, that they all suddenly found themselves ravenously hungry; as anyone who practises the gentle art regularly will know that rewarding though it is, anal sex can be very hard work.
Naked as they all already were, Benjamin led them a little later out of the privacy of the suite into the larger world of the resort where total nudity was mandatory. As most guests had not yet arrived for the week's vacation, there were only a few other guys around; but what there were, were all very easy on the eye. Clearly, the resort somehow framed its publicity in such a way that it only attracted muscular young gays, who were also well equipped sexually.
So it was immediately apparent that any normally set up guy would feel totally out of place, embarrassed, in fact, to show himself off in the company of so much erection-stimulating, naked muscle and cock. Whereas at the gym where Kyle worked, the omnipresent homosexual nature which is inevitably associated with such all-male establishments was kept under wraps and not officially acknowledged, here it was quite the opposite and it was clear that sex ruled the day.
As the three of them sat there in the dining room eating their lunch, prompted by a question from Steve about Benjamin's age, their young guide suddenly opened up and revealed hidden depths; depths which he had already demonstrated existed in their three-way sex session.
"I know what you guys are probably thinking, but you are wrong. My nickname used to be Babyface as I look much younger then I am. In fact, it will probably surprise you to know that I am actually twenty-six years old; I know I look nineteen or twenty, but the fact of the matter is that I am much older than I look. I knew I was gay by the time I was fourteen as I had I had eyes only for other boys even then and at school in my final year aged eighteen I had my first experience of male sex with another guy in my class."
"He was the captain of the school football team, a guy whom I secretly idolised. Well, one day, alone with him in the showers after a work-out in the school gym, we two got together in a clinch and I finished up getting my ass fucked for the first time, since when I have, to coin a phrase, never looked back."
