Dark Paradise - Part 2

Hey! Just wanted to say thank you for all the birthday wishes. I had a great weekend, which will likely lead to some stories in the near future! I've got a ton of messages to get through, so hang tight and I'll respond asap.

There'll be more Dark Paradise this week, as well as a few commissions and the next part of Ivygate will be posted on Saturday. 

All characters are consenting adults (18+) 

The image of what I’d witnessed the night before had remained etched in my mind throughout the night. Seeing so many naked men had been a shock, to say the least, but what was even more shocking, was my physical response to it.

I’d popped a damn boner! The more time I spent thinking about it, the more confused I became, until eventually I decided that it had simply been a coincidence.

I was eighteen years old, for crying out loud. A strong wind had the power to brick me up, so I comforted myself in the belief that it had absolutely nothing to do with the handsome, naked men in the other hotel, and we got on with our day.

The small island was like a paradise. Everybody strolled, nobody seemed even remotely stressed out, and before long, Dad became so tanned that people began speaking to him in Spanish.

“I’m a local now” he said proudly, nodding at a shopkeeper as we walked along the strip.

We had lunch by the beach, watched Ben play in the water, and finally returned to the hotel as everybody got ready for dinner. Although I’d convinced myself that what had happened had been nothing more than chance, my brain refused to forget about about it, and as I waited for the others to finish getting ready, I found myself staring over the balcony at the hotel next door.

Nothing could be seen from this angle, which I suppose, was just as well. I imagined my parents witnessing what I’d seen the night before, and smiled to myself at the thought. They were both very liberal, but I couldn’t imagine my dad taking too kindly to watching naked men partying.

Above the door, however, I could just about make out a sign. It was small and rather hidden, but read “Dark Paradise” in golden letters on a black background. Even the name sounded mysterious.

“Ready, champ?” Dad called, pushing open the bedroom door, and I quickly stepped away from the balcony and headed down for dinner.

“There’s a very pretty young woman over by the bar” Mom said, with a silly smile. She took a sip of her wine when I groaned and said “I’m just saying, Josh. You could find love over here”.

“Stop, Mom!” I growled, because now the woman was staring over, and when we made eye contact, she smiled into her glass, and I felt my face burn.

“There’s a young man over there, too” Dad added, because he was all for inclusivity.

“Is Josh gay?” Ben asked innocently, and I felt like puking.

“Can you all just stop?!” I snapped, and, realising that I wasn’t kidding, everybody changed the subject.

The dinner was amazing, once again, but the conversation had rattled me. Perhaps it wouldn’t have been so awkward if my own mind wasn’t trying to convince me that Ben’s question had been completely warranted. Was I gay? I couldn’t have been. Could I?

I wracked my brains for signs, but I couldn’t think of a single one. I’d always been attracted to chicks, and I’d even had a few short-term relationships, but the more I thought back to the men I’d seen, the more butterflies that crowded my stomach.

“I think I’m going to call it a night” I yawned, as Mom ordered another glass of wine.

“Are you feeling alright?” She asked, reaching over the table, “do you have a temperature, honey?”

“Everyone has a temperature, Mom” I laughed, “it’s like four hundred degrees”.

Seeing my humour, they decided that I was perfectly fine, and so I slipped out of the restaurant and headed back to the room. Once I arrived, I hurried straight to the balcony again, and strained my neck to try get a better look.

Why was I so obsessed with it? I’d already seen what went on over there, and Niko had basically given me an ultimatum about returning. That should have been enough to completely eradicate the thought from my head, but it wasn’t.

I paced the room as I scrolled through “Am I Gay?” quizzes.

“This is stupid” I spat, viewing the third consecutive result and shoving the phone back into my pocket. “I’m not gay” I said out loud. “I’m straight. Not gay. Not bisexual. Straight”.

Thumping music sounded from a distance, and I almost broke my ankles as I scrambled back over to the balcony and stared out toward the hotel. Neon laser lights were now darting back and forth, and they were coming from the same place that I’d been spying the night before.

“Fuck it” I said, and left the bedroom.

The journey toward the door was more dangerous this time. My family was still downstairs, which meant that they could catch me at any second, and Niko was probably lurking somewhere, waiting to spring out on me like he’d done three times already. Was he watching me now? I looked around with narrowed eyes, but the place was empty.

I concluded that Niko’s ultimatum meant nothing. So what if I returned? It didn’t mean that I was that interested. I was just bored, after all, and so what if I was interested? Seeing a bunch of dudes partying naked was interesting, that didn’t mean I wanted to join them. Did it?

I decided to sneak further down the hidden garden that separated the two hotels to avoid the handsome man, and the closer I got to the other side, the louder the music became, until I found the perfect spot to spy.

The bushes afforded me maximum privacy and so I crouched down and got comfortable as I watched three men chatting casually whilst their large, beefy cocks hung out. How on earth were they so calm? One of them, a middle aged man with an impressive physique and an even more impressive manhood, laughed about something. A younger guy, who looked to be in his early twenties and was covered, head to toe in intricate tattoos, made a ‘blowjob’ gesture with his hand. His cock was at least six inches long, flaccid. The third man, a silver haired older guy with a large, hairy stomach and hands like baseball mitts cackled along before grabbing his meat and shaking it. Without a single second of hesitation, the tattooed guy took to his knees, and my eyes almost popped from my head as I watched him slurp the man’s cock into his mouth.

I sat back instantly and gawped at the gap in the wall. Was I seeing things? Had I just witnessed a man giving another man a blowjob, right in the middle of a busy hotel bar?! It was absurd. It was ridiculous. It was surely a mistake? I scrambled back to the gap and stared at the scene before me.

The younger man was indeed, sucking cock. He twisted his head as he swallowed every single inch of the man’s rod, and the owner of the cock simply returned to the conversation he was having with the other guy.

Between his legs, the cock sucker looked as though he’d arrived in heaven. His eyes were closed, his back was arched, and he held himself completely down on the cock without a single gag.

I remained in place, unsure whether to feel sick or impressed, but my own junk was making my mind up for me. I was hard again, but it wasn’t like the last time. I was aware of it now, and suddenly, I had the overwhelming urge to jerk it, but I decided against it and continued to watch as the blowjob continued.

It must have been at least ten minutes of constant sucking before the older man finally thrust his large hips and evidently came in the guy’s mouth. I expected him to spit it out, but no sooner than the shots had been fired, he gulped down the seed and got back to his feet like nothing had happened.

More people had crowded around the pool now. There were far more than there had been the night before, and although most of them were still naked, there were a few who donned trendy jockstraps, see-through, silk briefs, and even some thongs.

Most absurd of all, however, was the slender young blond who was being led around the resort on a lead, casually stopping next to random men and taking their cocks into his mouth. I had to sit back once more and rub my eyes to ensure that I wasn’t seeing things, but I was beginning to suspect that there was simply no limits to what I might see in Dark Paradise.

I stole a glance back over my shoulder to ensure the coast was clear, and did something that I never in my life thought that I’d do. Nervously, and moving as quietly as I could, I slipped my hand into my shorts, and found my hard, six inch cock waiting to be milked. It had been two days since I’d last had the chance, and in teenage years, that felt like a lifetime.

I turned my attention back toward the happenings in the hotel, and was pleasantly surprised to find that more young men had arrived, and boy, were they handsome. I began to stroke as I watched a golden skinned muscle-man joking with his friend. The two of them held each other’s jock-strap clad crotches for a photograph, and I struggled to work out which of them was hotter.

On the other side, a guy lay down in a large swing. One man had gotten to his knees between his legs and was eating his ass, whilst another, more burly man, was feeding his cock into his mouth.

Everywhere I looked, naked, handsome men were engaging in some sort of sexual deviancy. The jacuzzi was filled with men who were all making out and certainly doing other things below the water. In the pool, somebody was gasping and moaning, and only when another person emerged a moment later, did I realise what was happening. Even the air around me became thick with the stench of sex, and it all became too much for my horny, excited, teenage brain.

I bit down on my fist as I squirted ropes of cum onto the wall. Each spurt made my eyes roll back, and even when I’d dumped my entire load and my balls ached, I still couldn’t ease the intense excitement that the whole thing had made me feel.

With the post-nut clarity beginning to set in, I pulled up my shorts and darted back to the hotel. I was now determined to put the whole thing out of my mind and continue with my vacation, but what I didn’t know was that somewhere in the distance, Niko had just watched me blow a load to the sight of men fucking.