Amsterdam post 2

       Although Henrick had said I could stay at his to save me some €uros, I’d still paid in advance for more nights at me hostel – and as Henrick lived a tram ride out of the centre, and as the hostel was right in the centre a 10 minute walk from Cuckoo’s Nest…. well I figured I’d stay there for all them nights I’d paid in advance for. This means I partied a bit too hard at Cuckoo’s Nest and other similar places like The Web, and so this one night I was contemplating whether to have a night off. Especially as I’d been in Cuckoo’s Nest earlier that afternoon (I think it opens from 1pm to 1am!), and especially as there seemed to be just one other guy in my hostel dormitory that night, so I might even get some sleep!

       But after a while I soon realised that I wouldn’t get much sleep because the other guy was complaining to me about the hostel, saying that he didn’t understand why his girlfriend wasn’t allowed to be in the same dorm room as him (so I don’t have to lay here and listen to you fuck her, mebbe? LOL!). He and his girlfriend had apparently been hanging out at one of the coffeeshops in Amsterdam where it’s legal to smoke dope and so he was pretty stoned – which seemed to mean that he was wanting to chatter away, and he was showing no signs of wanting to go to sleep anytime soon.
       So it was coming up to 11:30pm and I was about to have second thoughts about me decision not to go back to Cuckoo’s Nest, when this guy started to touch his crotch and suddenly asked me if I’d like to suck him off!

I’d already learned lots of stuff like he was nineteen and he and his girlfriend were from Venezuela and were backpacking all round Europe. We were both in just our underwear, his a small pair of stripy blue and grey briefs that I now noticed were just about holding down his hardon. I was about to learn more about him too: I was about to learn that he had a nice long shiny dark cock and tight balls and jet black pubic hair – and that his cock leaked loads and loads of sticky precum as it got sucked. 

As I kneeled on the floor busily sucking him, he leaned forward from where he was sat on his bed and pushed a finger up into my arsehole. A couple minutes later, and we’d switched positions so now I was naked and kneeling on his bed, and he’d stepped out of his briefs completely (but he still had on his short dark blue socks) and he was fucking me hard from behind. A few minutes later, he grabbed me by me ankles and flipped me over onto me back and, holding me ankles up and apart in the air, he pushed his cock back deep into me arse and carried on fucking me. A few minutes later and I’d cum all the way down me chest and he came in me arse. Looking at the time I saw it was about 11:40pm, and not only had it all been very quick, but also he was now fast asleep on his bed. I wondered whether to try and get into his narrow single bed beside him, or into my own… and then I decided to quickly get dressed and go back to Cuckoo’s Nest after all!

And so not long after midnight I was in the darkroom of Cuckoo Nest sucking the dick of a Dutch guy whose name I later found out was Aart. We then went back to his flat and I spent some time on allfours on his massive double bed watching gay porn while he fucked me. If I think about it, I’d say Aart was maybe fifty, quite fit looking, and his thick dick was kept rockhard by a big metal cockring so he was able to fuck me for a whole lot longer than the Venezuelan roommate had done. But as he pounded my arse, and I watched the porn video of them lads sucking and fucking each other, I found myself thinking about the Venezuelan. For although I don’t normally go for guys around me age, I had enjoyed the way he’d fucked me so fast and hard without any waste of time – and I think I was thinking about that when I came with Aart’s cock in me.

After I'd cum, Aart lay back on the bed and carried on watching the porn and me as I sucked his cock, licking his cockhead and taking his thick shaft as deep into me throat as I could manage, and squeezing and tugging at his balls till he came in me mouth

When I got back to the hostel later the next day, the Venezuelan had gone and in his place were two Swiss boys – and although they were both alright looking, I knew it was time to get my bits together and go over to stay with Henrick.