Dark Paradise - Part 3

All characters are consenting adults (18+) 

Part 3 of 4. 

They had arrived some time the night before. She looked to be in her mid twenties, and he looked a little younger. They had spent most of the morning taking pictures of, and with each other, so I guessed that they were some sort of fitness influencers.

She was very pretty. Her silk like hair was now tied up tight, revealing sharp collar bones, and her bronzed neck. As I lay on the sun lounger, spying on her from the privacy of my sunglasses, I couldn’t help but gaze lower down.

I willed my cock to stir inside my shorts. It was probably the only time in my life that I wanted to get an awkward boner, but no matter how much I stared at the woman’s tits, my dick remained as limp as the pool noodle that her boyfriend was floating on.

Mindlessly, my attention turned to him. His back was as shredded as his front. Muscles bulged under his tanned skin, and the only thing preventing me from seeing his fat ass, was a tight Speedo. Seconds later, my cock sprung to life.

“You’ve got to be kidding me” I groaned, adjusting it quickly. What the fuck was happening to me in this place? Was there something in the water?! I sat up and sighed.

“Why the long face?”

I knew who it was before I even turned around. His voice had been playing over and over in my head since the last time I’d heard it, and truthfully, Niko was the last person I wanted to see.

I ignored him and stupidly looked back at the young man in the pool. He was pulling himself up at the edge, and Niko followed my gaze.

“Ah” he smiled, and I glared at him.

“I’m not gay!” I barked, but kept my voice low. He cocked a brow as his eyes trailed my body.

“No?”

“No”.

“So why did you return to the resort last night?”

I felt my stomach twist in a knot. How did he know? I was certain that there was nobody around. And if he knew I was there, did he also know that I’d jerked off? My face began to burn violently.

“I uh… I was just um…”

“Relax” he laughed, and sat down on the lounger next to me. Almost instinctively, I glanced at the loose pair of shorts, and could instantly tell that Niko was wearing nothing underneath. “It’s a gay resort” he said, and I scoffed. As if that much hadn’t been clear. “An adult resort, I should say” he added, with a smile.

“So?” I replied, like a grumpy teen.

“Are you always this moody?” The handsome man laughed, but I ignored him again. I wasn’t moody. “Your parents don’t know about you then?”

“There’s nothing to know”.

“I see” he whispered, and with his strong accent, the words seemed to roll off his tongue. “So, you’re just a straight boy who got a little curious, then?”

“Right” I mumbled, refusing to look at him.

“Well, if you become any more curious, you should join us tonight. Fetish Friday is a personal favourite of mine, and who knows, maybe you’ll end up curiously getting fucked”.

I snapped my head toward him and scowled. Who did this guy think he was, talking to me like that? I wanted to beat his ass for even suggesting something so disgusting, until my dad appeared on the other side of the pool.

“I’m outta’ here” I hissed, but not before Niko got the last word.

“I do love a brat” he chuckled, and I couldn’t think of anything intelligent to reply with, so I didn’t reply at all.

The meeting had left me furious. Was there something about me that made people think I was gay? I mean, aside from the obvious, that is. Why had Ben asked the question at dinner the previous night? Why had Dad spoken about guys? Why was I so fucking obsessed with men since coming on this stupid vacation?

“We met a lovely family last night after dinner” Mom said, as we sat on the beach. “We’re going to go for a meal with them later on, they come here every year so they know all the best spots”.

I mumbled a half-assed response. The idea of sitting with a bunch of strangers for the night was almost worse than sitting on my own for the night. At eighteen, I had nothing in common with anybody around me, and I was slowly beginning to regret the whole thing.

“I think I’ll stay at the hotel” I said, “I’m not really in the mood to go out tonight”.

There was some back and forth, but eventually my parents agreed that my bad mood would piss them both off, without saying as much. We returned to the hotel and by the time they had gotten ready, I had curled up on the bed and pretended to be asleep.

“I hope he’s alright” I heard Mom say.

“He’s fine, dear” Dad replied, “he just doesn’t want to sit with a bunch of old people”.

“I’m not old” Ben chirped, and Dad must have tickled him, because he screeched with laughter, and they left a few minutes later.

It was already getting dark, but the heat was still as intense as it had been all day. I let out a deep breath and stared at the ceiling. How much longer could I keep denying what was at the forefront of my mind? It was perfectly clear to me that since arriving here, something in my brain had snapped. The mere sight of a man was now making me feel things that I’d never felt before, and I was growing tired of being disgusted by that.

I got off my bed and returned to the balcony. I was thousands of miles away from home. Nobody in the hotel knew who I was, or anything about me, for that matter. None of them, not even the staff, would ever see me again after this vacation, so what was the harm in making a memory that would stay buried in my mind for the rest of my life?

The idea excited me more than I wanted it to. Could I really just stroll into the other hotel? If I did, how on earth would I feel about being naked in front of so many people? I’d never been naked in front of anybody, let alone a bunch of men. It should have made me cringe, but picturing myself surrounded by the same people who I’d watched the night before, made my shorts stick out.

“Fuck” I said, but stopped myself. I was done beating myself up about something I couldn’t control.

I was nervously excited by the time I stood outside Dark Paradise. It was the first time I’d walked to the door, rather than to the back wall, and I had no idea what to expect inside. Would they even let me in? And if they did, what did I do then? My heart pounded as I pushed open the door.

It was much quieter than I had expected. I looked around the dark room that I’d entered. It looked like a reception area, and the cool air from the air conditioner felt amazing on my clammy skin.

“Are you looking for something?” A male voice asked, and I turned to find a pretty good looking man wearing a tank top which showed off his muscular, tanned arms.

“Oh… I uh… I um… I was just…”

“Are you here for the party?” He asked, flashing a smile.

I wasn’t sure how to answer him. Inside, my entire body was cringing. Was he judging me? Perhaps he thought that I was some sort of little pervert. My stomach churned as I attempted to answer the question.

“Your first time, then?” He laughed, and I remained frozen as he returned to his desk. “I’ll need to see a copy of your ID”.

Reluctantly, I handed it over. I didn’t want him to know my real name, but what could I do? I was beyond curious, and terribly excited, and once he’d checked it, he handed it back.

“Welcome, Josh” he said, and I squirmed again. “Changing rooms are down there to the left. Here’s a wristband for two free drinks. You’ll find condoms pretty much everywhere, and remember the golden rule”. He pointed at the wall behind him, and I looked up and read the words No Means No.

“If you have any problems or need any help, all of the staff are wearing red t-shirts”.

I managed a polite smile, despite the fact that my face was burning red, and shuffled away as fast as I could. When I reached the empty hallway, I let out the breath that I’d been holding. It wasn’t as bad as I expected it to be, but it had certainly been different.

The place was spotlessly clean, and had a faint smell of cleaning chemicals and cinnamon. Oddly, it was a pleasant mixture, and I continued to inhale it as I walked into the changing room.

It was empty when I arrived. I checked my phone and realised that it was only nine, so I wondered if I was too early. Perhaps that was a good thing. The sign above the lockers read: Leave all clothes, phones and valuables inside the locker.

Nervously, and feeling like a complete freak show, I began to undress as though I was simply going for a dip. Was I really about to walk outside naked? I wasn’t exactly shy, but I certainly never expected to be doing something like this. My heart sped up as I folded my t-shirt, then my shorts, and eventually, stood naked in the changing room. I looked down at myself and took another deep breath.

“Relax” I whispered, wondering if I should at least play with myself before strolling out to the pool. I decided against it. Perhaps an erection wasn’t the best thing to have right off the bat.

The only other door in the room had a sign above it saying “pool”. I walked over to it, trembling slightly as I did, and took one final look around the empty changing room. Maybe nobody would show up tonight. I pushed open the door, felt the heat rush me as I stepped outside, and gawped at the sight before me.

“Holy fucking shit” I gasped.