Amsterdam post 4

After the defeat of The Netherlands in the World Cup final, the atmosphere at the party got a bit deflated. Up until the moment that Spain scored the winning goal, there’d been lots of hopeful chatter on where to go next to continue the celebrations, but now that The Netherlands were defeated, most guests were in the mood for home. Even Henrick, who’d been buzzing earlier with the idea that the darkrooms of Amsterdam would be a football-kitted orgy if The Netherlands won, was also ready for home. But I wasn’t! It was at that moment that I wished my travels had got me to Spain by now – because, wow, what a wild party they must be having in Spain right now!

Henrick was a bit sulky when I said I wasn’t going to go home with him. He warned me that everywhere would be quiet now – and I have to admit that he was right. I did a tour of me usual haunts, and they all were much quieter than theyd ever been. I still had a beer in each one, and I soon found myself staggering along the narrow streets off of Warmoesstraat, a bit drunk and looking for some sort of adventure.

Passing the Adonis cinema, I paused and looked at the window display – a mix of gay porn and sex toys underneath a red neon sign that said GAY CINEMA SHOP. Then I spotted a reflection in the glass window of someone behind me, and I heard someone ask me if I knew what I wanted.

I turned around and this tall and beefy guy with short blond hair was standing beside me. I knew him from the party and remembered that he was an American. I guess I looked puzzled because he asked me the same question again and then added: “Are you wanting a porn dvd or a dildo?”

I laughed and said neither!

“Well if you change your mind, I have both at my hotel!” he said, winking, before striding off.

So I had to follow him, didn’t I?

He was staying at the Crowne Plaza Hotel which was a ten minute walk from where we were. We chatted as we walked for the first few minutes, but when we were at the top of the road near Amsterdam Centraal Station he paused and we started to snog. As we snogged deeply, with our tongues in each others mouths, he put his hand down the front of me jeans and started to squeeze me cock. We went to his hotel and went up to his room pretty quickly after that!

When in his room, he disappeared into the bathroom after telling me to make myself comfortable, so I stripped to me underpants and sat on the end of the bed. When he came out of the bathroom he was wearing just a towel, and his body was nice and gym-toned without being too perfect but with big juicy pecs - I could hardly believe him when he told me later he was nearly fifty!

He told me to take off me underpants, so I stood up from the bed and quickly stepped out of them, and as we stood there we started to snog again. As we snogged I tugged and loosened his towel and it fell to the floor and his stiff cut dick sprang forward, so I grabbed hold of it in me fist and started to stroke and wank it. He pushed me back onto the bed flat and climbed up on top of me in a position almost as if he was about to do pushups, and then he started to fuck me mouth with his cut cock. We rolled around a bit on the bed, changing positions so he could suck me cock when I was sucking his, then I ended up on top of him with me arsecheeks on his face and his tongue in me crack. He had a bit of stubble growing on his jaw, and the scratchiness of that felt real good as I rubbed my arse against his face. I spread me arse cheeks so he could get his tongue up me nice and deep. He then flipped me over again so we were laying side-by-side, and he lubed up his cock and my arse and slid his cock into me, slowly at first (as I yelped a bit as he entered me hole), and then harder once I got his cock fully up into me. Finally, with his cock still inside me, we rolled over again so he was lying on top of me, and he fucked me and fucked me as if he was doing another fifty pushups till we both came.

I slept in late the next morning and left the hotel after having some breakfast. After we said goodbye I realized that there hadn’t been a porn dvd or a dildo as promised – but as he’d given me his email address, maybe next time?