"No nude swimming before midnight," the sign said.
Well, that's interesting, I thought. They allowed nude swimming? The motel was mainly for men on the road, working men, tired men. The "No Vacncy" sign was already lit, but I had been told to ignore that. I had another five hours of driving tomorrow, and then I could relax again.
It was a remote motel, well away from the heavily traveled highway, and I knew that they didn't get a lot of business from vacationers and people passing through. It was the kind of place that you only heard about from someone else. Even then, without explicit directions, one was very likely to miss it altogether. I really had no idea what was going on here. I just knew that the truckers really liked the place, and that there was a preference for men only.
I was tired, and went to my room and took a shower, after admiring the heavy, hairy-looking rough guy at the counter. I came out of the small bathroom wearing a robe, and there were muffled sounds from outside, coming from the pool area.
I looked out my window. I didn't notice anything unusual, until one of them, a guy a little younger than me, got out of the pool and walked over to the small diving board. He was naked, and he had a semi-erection. I could feel my cock suddenly jump up and take notice. I had no idea that guys would be using the pool so late. I thought the sign was pretty much just to keep people from swimming nude at all, since there was little chance anyone would want to go swimming that late.
The young guy dove into the water, and as his head disappeared under the water, I felt my cock begin to grow. I then noticed that there was someone else in the pool. Then the other guy got out of the water and sat on the edge of the pool. My cock jerked and began to expand in earnest now. He, too, was naked, and his hard cock stuck straight up in the air, throbbing against his stomach. I was amazed, and reached down and started to stroke my cock really slow.
Just then, I noticed another guy in the pool. He swam to the edge and climbed up the steps. Totally naked, his big, hairy buttocks were the first thing I noticed. He was the guy who had rented me my room! He was a large man, older than me by maybe fifteen years. As he stepped out of the pool, he turned toward my window, his big, fat cock sticking straight out.
I decided that I needed to go out there and see what was up. The big guy interested me immensely. I wasn't all that much into sex with strangers, but I wanted to get a really good, close up look at the big guy.
I wrapped a towel around my raging hard on and opened my door. The big guy was sitting on a chaise, drying his feet, slowly moving up his calves with the towel. I walked over to the gate and opened it and walked toward the man. He looked up at me as I approached. He smiled. I noticed that his hard on had subsided a little. Perhaps the show of the guys with their boners had really turned him on.
"The water's really nice and warm," he said in a deep voice as I approached.
I pulled my towel from around my waist, and his eyes traveled to my crotch. My cock stuck straight up in the air, not nearly as big and fat as his, not really anything to be proud of like some guys who sported nine-inchers. But, it was my cock nonetheless, and I liked it. Apparently, the big guy was impressed. He looked from my cock to my face, smiled, and then looked back at my cock again.
I moved to the edge of the water, and the big guy turned around and bent over. In the dim light, I could see his two enormous, fat balls hang heavy between his legs. Hairy and fat, his balls were prize-winners for sure. They looked like two big oranges hanging between his legs.
I dove in and came up for air, and looking around, re-oriented myself and looked for the big guy. He was now sitting on the chaise again, looking straight at me. I swam over to the edge of the pool next to him.
"You're right," I said with a smile. "The water's mighty warm."
He stood and headed for the gate to the pool, and then turned and looked at me. "Care for a beer?" he asked. Then, he walked away, his buttocks tightening with every step.
I dried myself quickly and followed, watching his receding butt cheeks from a distance. He went into a room and closed the door, and I knocked just ten seconds later. He opened the door, his cock still at nearly half-mast. He opened the door wide, and I stepped in. He went over and sat in a chair beside a table in the room. He left, opening another door, and he came back with a couple of bottles of cold beer. He walked over and handed me one, and sat on a large sofa in the room.
I looked at his dick. It was up and throbbing, not completely hard, but big and fat, nonetheless.
"Have a seat, and take that damned towel off, for crying out loud. It's hot in here."
I let the towel drop where it was. He eyed my cock, sticking straight up in the air and swaying back and forth as I walked toward him.
"Nice," he said softly.
I stood in front of him, and he didn't even answer me. He leaned forward, his beer in one hand, and took my balls in his other hand. He pulled me toward him, and his tongue shot out and licked my cock at the base. His tongue moved all the way up the shaft of my cock to the head of it. His tongue seemed to curl up, and he sucked the head of my cock into his mouth, actually curling his tongue around it. I had never seen anyone able to do anything like that.
He put the beer down on the floor and reached around me, grabbing my ass cheeks. He pulled on my cheeks, pressing my cock further into his mouth. Soon, I felt my cock at the back of his throat and my balls pressed tightly against his chin.
I could feel his tongue moving across my ball-sac in his mouth. He opened his mouth wider, and it was the widest mouth I had ever seen. His tongue moved back and forth across my cock and balls, and I stood there, the sensations causing me to nearly cum. Reluctantly, I pulled away from his hot, hungry mouth.
I knelt in front of him as he spread his legs. His cock was fully erect, sticking straight out. It was enormous --- fat and long, the foreskin peeled partially back across the head. His big, fat, hairy balls looked like two swollen hen's eggs covered by skin and hair. I leaned forward and licked at the head of his cock, tasting the salty precum on the glistening, moist head. I opened my mouth wider and sucked the massive dick head into my mouth, and then sucked it deeper into my mouth. It didn't peel itself all the way back --- I reached up and pulled it backward, running my fingers to the base of his fat cock, copping a feel of his big, hairy balls. I used my other hand and hefted his fat balls, running my fingers downward, where his balls met his ass. He was sitting on the sofa, and lifted himself up a little. I felt even more of his ball sac before I reached his ass hole. The guy had balls, big balls.
I opened my mouth as wide as it would go, and I could get the head of it in, and maybe a few inches. The rest of it was left out in the cold. I took his fat cock head out of my mouth and ran my tongue down the whole shaft, all the way to his balls. I sucked one of his fat eggs into my mouth, running my tongue across the hairy skin, loving the taste and the feel of the man in my mouth.
I pulled away and looked at him, and he moved off the couch and knelt beside me on the floor. He flipped around to a sixty-nine position, and I lay down. I felt his mouth on my cock again, and resumed fondling his balls while I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth.
I could feel myself about to cum, and I pulled my mouth away from his cock just long enough to tell him. "I'm gonna cum," I whispered.
This was met by his sucking even harder, and I could feel my dick head deep in his throat. He started a swallowing motion with his throat, and I came. He kept swallowing, at the same time moving his tongue across a part of my ball-sac.
I shot and shot, and he swallowed every last drop of it. Suddenly, his legs jerked, and his cock seemed to expand in my mouth. I could feel his balls tighten in my hand, and his dick exploded with huge loads of hot, creamy cum in my mouth. It shot and shot, and I couldn't swallow. It just kept cumming, running down my chin and onto his hairy balls.
I licked at it, and his ass jerked with the touch of my tongue on his cock and balls. There was too much of it to lick up. I pulled away, and he sat on the floor and smiled at me.
"You pass this way often?" he asked softly.
"Now I will," I said.
