And as I pumped in and out, pushing and tugging his hole, I watched Javi throw his head back in pleasure. He started to push back, our bodies clapping together firmly. Gay sex “I’ll see you there.” My heart raced. By now I’d had my fair share of sexual experiences, but I’d never been with a sexy French bartender who looked ready to jump my bones as soon as we were alone. I paid my tab and made my way back to my room, Javi telling me he’d be there in 10 minutes. They are friends… like us?” The bartender nodded and kissed my lips again. We found ourselves back in the hotel room, hoodies stripped away and our tented underwear left on the balcony. “Oh fuck baby…” my body almost went limp from the intensity of Javi’s passage’s grip and the slow, milking strokes it was giving me. “Yeah, you like that?” He leaned back, hands on my thighs as he started to ride faster, his cock slapping my belly each time he slammed down.
