"Daddy Time" In Virginia Beach Pt 2

Frances woke up confused. He wasn't in his normal bed, and he opened his eyes fully to realize he wasn't at his home. He smiled, for he was where he was destined to be, and that was relaxing on the beach. He looked to his right to see the balcony of his hotel room, and the door leading to it being cracked as it shielded him from the ocean breeze. He got out of bed, walked into the bathroom to pee, and didn't bother to put on clothes as he wanted to see the sea. The sky's horizon was turning orange and he learned he was about to see the start of the day. He turned to make a pot of coffee, then turned on the television to see the local news before pouring himself a cup. He carried the cup to the doorway, as the sky was rapidly lighting up while the seagulls trolled in his immediate view. He stepped out onto the balcony confident no one else would see him in the buff. He didn't care, for he was on a high after what happened hours earlier with Ken. He sipped his coffee, and with added confidence he stepped to the railing of the balcony to look down. He saw a jogger or two, and even a guy in the cool surf despite the water carrying winter temperatures. He sipped his coffee once more, and looked to his right to see King Neptune standing proudly. He looked to his left, and in the distance he saw the lights from the same bridge tunnel he crossed to get here. The sun was rapidly coming into view, and so he grabbed his phone, hoping to capture the very moment live to share with his kids. He placed the cup on the ground, and focused on the view of the sun when he heard Ken speak to him.

"I did that yesterday," he said to Frances.

A startled Frances nearly dropped his phone as he tried to rush back into the room. Ken erupted in laughter before letting Frances know he most likely was the only one out.

"No one else comes out here," Ken told him.

Frances laughed, and picked his phone up before cursing Ken for surprising him in such a way.

"Not a soul sees you," Ken said to him.

Ken was on the balcony sipping coffee, donning nothing but an AC/DC T-shirt, as he, too, enjoyed being "free."

"I'm glad no one sees me," Frances replied as his eyes were focused on Ken's cock. "I had a good time last night."

"And so did I," Ken replied.

Ken would sit, and Frances would do the same before Ken reminded Frances of the sunrise. Frances created a video, with vocal captions explaining the location as well as what was happening before Ken would advise him to center the camera. Ken was giving pointers as the sun was budding on the horizon. Frances was amazed, and once the sun finished he cut off the video as he realized his kids would ask questions.

"You cut into my commentary," he said to Ken.

Ken apologized, then promised to "make it up to him" with a second round.

"I'm not so sure about that," Frances replied.

"And why not," Ken asked as he removed his shirt from his chiseled frame.

Frances enjoyed every bit of what happened, but wondered if what he'd done was right. It felt good, and no one else knew of it, but he couldn't come to grips of being identified as gay.

"You said you enjoyed it, right," Ken asked.

Frances looked over at Ken and found him too irresistible to tell no. Ken turned completely to Frances, then stood up to lean over the balcony as he wanted to make eye contact.

"Second round," he asked.

"I can't," Frances said as he knew he wanted another go.

No one had to know, and Frances could keep his secret just that, as it would happen behind closed doors.

"What if the housekeepers walk in? What if there's a fire," Frances asked as he tried everything to cancel an encore.

Ken stood erect, then rubbed himself before walking in, telling Frances to come and join him.

"The door is unlocked," he told Frances as the invite was clear.

Frances' conscious was telling him no, but his body said otherwise as his own cock was throbbing for Ken's mouth. Frances went back inside, and laid on the bed as he watched The Today Show. He sat for a few moments, and got under the covers when a knock on the door took place. He expected to hear "housekeeping," but saw something else within the peep hole. It was Ken.

"Open the door for me," he pleaded as he wanted to continue what was started.

Frances stood there as he eyed Ken wearing that shirt, and orange shorts.

"Let me come in and help you," Ken asked.

"We can't do this," Frances replied as he was trying his best to turn him down.

Frances knew he needed it, for there was no telling the next time he'd have sex. Frances was afraid of many things, one being the fact he came so hard at the hands of another man. Ken kept knocking on the door until Frances finally gave in. He opened the door, and Ken stepped inside briskly before slamming the door shut to pin a naked Frances to the wall.

Ken pressed his lips to Frances', and Frances willingly parted them to receive Ken's tongue as he was being taken over. Ken cupped Frances' hairy tits, and Ken used his thumbs to pivot across Frances' nipples to make Frances' drool of precum. Ken kept his thumbs in place as he began kissing Frances on the neck, with Frances moaning, squirming, begging for Ken not to stop. Frances reached down to feel Ken's massive cock, and pulled down on Ken's shorts to release it as it rested on his stomach.

"I wanna suck your cock, too," he said to Ken.

Ken released Frances' arms, and Frances moved down to his knees as he was now face to face with Ken's massive cock. He examined it, seeing every vein, and the curve in the middle of the shaft as he rubbed on it with both hands. Frances' fingers traveled through Ken's unraveled bush, then Frances kissed the tip of another man's penis for the first time in his lengthy life. He noticed the "ooze" from Ken's tip, and licked it off his lips before putting his lips under the head of Ken's cock. Frances began massaging the tip with his lips, then pushed forward against the veiny stick as he'd stop at the bend. Ken massaged the back of Frances' scalp as Frances navigated his first cock. Frances tightened his grip, for he thought of what Ken had done to him earlier as he'd become a fast learner.

"Cock is huge," Frances told him as his jaw began to hurt.

Frances was undeterred, and happy as he heard Ken groaning from what he was doing. Frances focused on repeating what made Ken purr as he weaved his head back and forth. He kept at it, even tightening his grip until he received warning Ken was about to erupt. Frances rubbed his own tits, and pulled on his nipples as he became excited from the sounds of Ken's moans. Frances thought about how Ken made him unload hours prior, and he wanted Ken to reach the same fate.

"Man, here it comes," Ken warned before he would whine.

A moaning Frances was happy to make his man feel good, and so he kept at it, tugging that cock with his strong grip as Ken wailed like a baby. Ken released his massive load at Frances' tongue, and Frances diligently swallowed every bit. When Frances realized he was finished, he licked on Ken's balls gently, before running his tongue up Ken's shaft. Frances loved the feeling of the release, and Ken didn't taste so bad either.

"That was good," he said to Ken.

"That was good, and now its my turn," said Ken as he wasn't one to be outdone.

Ken helped Frances to his feet. He demanded Frances get to the edge of the bed on all fours.

"You're not fucking me," Frances told him.

Ken laughed as Frances got into position to learn Ken had something else completely in mind. Frances followed directions, and ended up with his head down on a pillow, and his ass in the air. He was anxious as Ken took his sweet time to return, and wondered if Ken would go against his wishes and serve him cock. Frances' impatience was about to cancel what was to happen, but Ken, being creative, would kneel behind Frances with a surprise. He had a cup of ice from the refrigerator, and sucked on a cube before he took his tongue to Frances' big hangers.

"Holy shit," Frances yelled.

He jerked, and tried to escape Ken as Ken would grab Frances' hips. Ken repeated the action, then ran his tongue upward, brushing against Frances' taint, and into Frances' tight hole after. Frances couldn't stop giggling, but loved the sensation of Ken's tongue in his ass. Ken sucked on more ice, and commenced sucking Frances' hole, to make Frances moan and squirm in succession. Frances' surprise turned into complete pleasure as he found himself breathing heavily from the sensation. Frances learned he enjoyed his ass being licked, and licked good for Ken was devouring his rosebud. Ken wiggled his face side to side, and rubbed on Frances' caverns with such pressure to make Frances beg him not to stop. Ken however would, and grabbed hold to Frances' stiff cock from behind, as he pulled it between Frances' big balls.

"Holy fuck, what are you doing," Frances cried as he was being sucked from behind.

Ken was making him pay for what he'd done minutes earlier. Frances' first time sucking cock mirrored a professional, someone who knew how to pay forward pleasure, and Ken wanted to up the score. Frances pushed out his ass, and spread his thighs more to allow Ken to fully have his way. Frances was overheating, completely smitten by Ken's act, and was warning Ken he was getting close.

"Damn, already," said Ken. "We're just getting started."

Ken stopped sucking to jerk off Frances from behind, while he sucked on Frances' left nut. Frances could only grip the comforter, for he was thoroughly enjoying Ken, and all he was doing. Frances couldn't move a muscle as he was paralyzed with pleasure. Ken kept pushing the envelope, and him turning down Ken earlier was a mistake he realized. Frances was loud enough to where he cared less if housekeeping walked in on them. He whimpering, almost crying as Ken brought him to his knees.

"Oh honey," he uttered repeatedly, until Ken began jacking his cock faster and made Frances cum onto the sheets.

Ken removed his face as Frances' whimpers increased, then his big body shivered as he came at the left hand of Ken. Frances was embarrassed at how loud he was, and buried his face in the pillow as he released. Frances came, and came hard once again at the hands of another man.

"Oh, you bitch," he said to Ken after, and a snickering Ken let go of his genitals as he would lay to the side.

"Oh, you played it dirty with that ice."

"Just a little more of my repertoire," Ken replied as he applauded Frances' sucking skills.

Frances never knew he had it in him, for he never truly fantasized of being with another man. At this point he knew he could be in bed with another, for this occasion was different for he was sober.

"And to think, you almost didn't want me in here," Ken told him.

Ken climbed on the bed and they kissed, then Ken would get dressed and leave after promising the two would meet for a third time. Frances shared the video with his kids, and Sydney called him shortly after to discuss his first night in Virginia Beach.

"Seems like you're having a great time," she said over Facetime. "And are you naked?"

Frances reminded her that he was the father, and that he was in fact having a great time.

"Did you meet someone," she asked.

He blushed, and respectfully told his first born to "mind her business" in the process.

"Just know Daddy is having a great time," he'd reply.

And it was only the second day of the vacation.

More to cum.