Greek Summer - 1

I was in a deep sleep after a long day.

The trip to Crete had been a drag. Days of trains and boats and buses. It was early, but already quite warm in the room. I could hear the waves from a far distant. After some failed attempt to make love, my girlfriend left me in anger naked in the hotel room for the beach. I was way too exhausted, couldn't bring up any energy for anything.

We were sharing the hotel room with a group of students from Athens, just to save some money. After my girlfriend slammed the door I went back to my dreams. The night earlier we joined the greek group for dinner and had quite a good time, even if maybe too much wine. One of the guys was black, John, and quite big, at least two meters.

He had a good laughter and looked my way now and then. I don't know, but I got some strange feeling from his looks at me. Never mind, I got some more time to sleep now... Suddenly, quite soon after my girlfriend left me, the door opened. I decided to stay still. From the corner of my eye I could see John entering the room, heading for the bathroom. I was laying still, with strange ideas running through my head. Later one more guy, Nikos, entered the room, also going into the bathroom. Quite soon I heard sounds from the bathroom that didn't sound right. Two guys in the same bathroom??

The door to the bathroom wasn't closed and when I raised up I could see through a mirror that they were both naked... I saw John standing with his back in my direction, with Nikos sitting on the other side, on the toilet, headed toward me. I lay down again, trying not to think, not at all. I heard John making noises, and some more sounds, more like slurping and sucking. I lay frozen, chocked, trying to block any ideas of what was going on in the bathroom.

I took the nearest pillow and put it on my head, blocking any sounds. It worked and I fell a sleep.

In my dreams I saw John's naked back, and I felt some strange arousal. I moved back and forth, but couldn't shake of that feeling. Still a sleep I started to feel a need to do something, something about my sexual feelings. I started to suck on my fingers, still in the middle of sleep and dreaming. Like a baby sucking for its mother's nipple I was laying there in the hot, sweaty room. Slowly I was moving from dreaming to drowsiness, from sucking my fingers to, sucking something else.

Half awake I realize that John was lying next to me, a sleep, with his huge penis next to my head. And I had, in my dreams, by mistake, touched his gigantic, sleeping cock, with my lips. I backed, but only an inch. John was still a sleep, he hadn't noticed anything. Still horny from my dreams and completely confused from earlier happenings in, what I guess had happened in the bathroom, I didn't move.

His penis was long, at least ten inches, and two inches wide - in sleeping mode... The tip of his penis was pink, and still moist form earlier - whatever happened in the bathroom. I don't know what happened, but I moved closer, touching the top of his penis with my lips. Just touching, nothing more. I felt my own cock rising, why? I put out my tongue, moist with saliva, touching gently his gland.

It tasted salty and something more. John moved in his sleep, moving his dick closer to my mouth. For a second I had an inch of his huge cock in my mouth before I backed off. For a minute I was laying there, heart pounding, asking myself what the hell I was thinking. But after a while I gave up, this was what I really wanted. I moved closer, on my all four, grasping his cock in my left hand, balls gently in my right. Moving slowly my moist mouth to his head, with my lips kissing the top of his penis, then, slowly, swallowing inch by inch, as far I could.

I was standing there, on my all four, naked, with this huge black guy's cock deep into my mouth, sucking. I drew back, then sucked back down. All in slow, careful movements, feeling how his penis got stiffer, growing in my mouth. After a while I could hear some noise from John, but I couldn't pretend anymore that he wouldn't wake up, still I did, pretend that it was all just a dream.

Back, and forth, faster and faster, higher groans, with John more and more actively pushing back on my way up. Suddenly I could feel a warm spray in my throat and I could hear John's sighing. That was the signal for me, I got completely ecstatic, and sucked more than ever, trying to get every drop of John's sperm - and that was a lot!

I couldn't - of course - and plenty of warm sperm poured out from my lips when I released John's cock from my mouth. With a smile, covered by sperm, I lay down on my side and feel into an erotic dreamy sleep.