My previous works have all been related to my experiences in my younger days. This one recalls a recent encounter in my 50's. Although fairly active in my 20's, I never really came out and retreated back into the closet and as time passed became less sexually active to the point where I'd basically given up on ever having sex again.
It's 2024, I have three sisters, two who are happily married with families and one who has the uncanny knack of ending up with guys who are just idiots, layabouts and generally a waste of time.
So after yet another break up, I offered to take her and her daughter on holiday at my expense. All was arranged and then with three weeks to go, she gets back with an ex and wants to bring him along. Absolutely not happening. We argue, she refuses to come, so I have a three seats on the plane and villa in Cyprus to myself for two weeks in August.
I arrive at the villa around 2pm, check in isn't until 4 and there is no one there to meet me so I get out of the sun and sit outside in the shade ready to wait until the owner turns up. I'd been there for about 15 minutes when three guys in late 20's walk down the street and into the next door villa. We briefly exchange nods of the head and then a few moments later, one of the guys returns and asked me if I'm waiting to get into the villa
I respond yes and it transpired that the owner owns both of the villas. The guys have his phone number and call him for me. He tells me the owner will be round in about 20 minutes with the keys and offers me a cold beer which I accept and thank him. He disappears back to his villa and true to his word the owner arrives 20 minutes later.
I unpack my stuff, spend a bit of time by the pool and then head out to explore the area and find out where the bars, restaurants and shops are. I stop off at a few bars for drinks and pick up some food basics, time is now about 8pm and I'm feeling knackered having been up since 2am. I pick up a pizza and head back to the villa.
I eat my pizza and open a lager and put on some gay porn on my iPad. The porn does enough to get be feeling horny and i go upstairs to bed, wank off and crash out for the night.
I wake up next morning about 9:30, glad for the long sleep and with a nice hard on to start the day. Pre holiday I'd treated myself to a skimpy pair of speedos and slip into them. My bulge looks great and I take a selfie to post on one of the websites I'm a member of. I venture out to the pool area, taking in the surroundings. It's perfect, nobody overlooks the garden. The decision is made, I'm going naked for the next two weeks.
The speedos are removed and i set about sorting out my sun lounger and blowing up the airbed, left by the last visitors. Being naked keeps me aroused and I begin a nice slow edging session, ending up floating on the airbed in the pool wanking myself to a fantastic orgasm. I can't believe how being naked outside turns me on and I spend the next four days in a sun drenched wanking fest.
Day five of the holiday, i do a day trip excursion, which was pleasant enough but I missed out on a day of nudity and wanking. Night time, I go out for something to eat and find a bar to drink in. Around 10ish, I move to another bar for a change of scenery and the three guys from the villa next door are in there. I say hello as i walk by them. The bar is reasonably busy and there are no seats and I'm about to leave, when one of the guys waves me over to them and invites me to join them at their table.
I get a round of drinks in and they introduce themselves as Josh, Alex and Ryan. We make a bit of general chat and watch the football playing on the tv. At some point i went off to use the toilet and returned to find just Ryan at the table. I asked where the other two had gone and was told that their taxi to take them into Aya Napa arrived while I away.
"Why haven't you gone? This place is a bit of a family resort, I don't see many single women around, you should have gone with your mates" I said
Ryan smiled and replied " I don't think they'll be looking for girls Mark"
It was probably the drink but I gave him a puzzled look for a couple of seconds before the penny dropped " Oh... yeah, oh ok, sorry i was a bit slow on the uptake there" I half laughed in response.
"I'm a bit pissed off about it, if I'm being honest " Ryan replied " We've been mates for ages, and yes we've played around occasionally but we were all single when we booked the holiday about six months ago. Then about a month ago they announce that there a couple, so I've either got to sack off my holiday or be Mr Gooseberry to the happy couple for two weeks. And I've paid too much fuckin money to sit at home, while that pair play Mr and Mrs on holiday "
Ryan had clearly been annoyed about this but instantly apologised for his rant and just needed to get it off his chest. I was about to get some more drinks when the Elvis tribute act took to the stage. I looked at Ryan and said
" I'm not listening to this." He laughed and replied " Me neither"
We left the bar, it was around midnight and I think we had both had enough and without really saying anything we headed back towards the villas. Ryan went into a mini market close to the villas and came back with two large bottles of lager.
"One for the road?" he asked. " Yeah why not" I replied
As we walked the last bit back, I kept thinking about Ryan fooling around with his mates and wishing I was 30 years younger and started to feel something stirring inside my pants. Mine was the first villa, so we went and sat by my pool and opened the beers. The temperature was still around 27c and very humid. Ryan removed his top and I followed suit making some comment about how hot it was to avoid any misunderstanding that i was trying it on or hoping he'd fancy me
We sat there in shorts and flip flops, just making general chat although I couldn't help taking sneeky glances and Ryans hot body. The stirring in my pants returned again. After about ten minutes Ryan stood up and said "Come on, let's skinny dip"
Ryan dropped his shorts and pants and stood there waiting for me to follow his lead. The sight of Ryan's naked body turned the stirring into a full blown hard on. I couldn't just drop my pants and reveal everything, I hadn't picked up any sexual intentions from Ryan. Why would he be interested in a guy 30 years older than him. The embarrassment would have been too much. He was just a young guy, without any cares happy to go skinny dipping
"Just need a quick pee, I'll be there in a second" I replied as I tried desperately to hide my erection and made my way into the villa. Inside i stripped off and tried to think unsexy thoughts. I managed to droop to a semi hard on and heard Ryan splash into the pool. I sneaked a peek out the door and saw he was facing away from me. I made the short dash to the pool and plunged in. Despite the muggy temperature, the pool had cooled down significantly and this had the desired effect of subduing my hard on.
Ryan grabbed the airbed and we floated around a bit holding onto the side of it, before Ryan got onto it solo. Despite the cool water, Ryan showed no signs of shrinking and his naked body started to turn me on again.
"Your turn he" he said as rolled off the airbed. Nervously, I clambered on, subconscious about revealing my semi erection. Ryan pushed the airbed down to the shallow end of the pool and swam down to me.
"You see our bathroom window up there" he said pointing upwards towards his villa,
