My [F]irst experience with a [M]ale in a Swiss hotel spa

Dear readers,

this is my second story. As it got quite lengthy I structured the text in 3 parts:

I. A trip to paradise
[Background]

II. Hot nights, hotter days
[Romance]

III. What goes up must come down
[Physical Love]

Also feel free to answer the DISCUSSION QUESTION at the end of the text in the comment section.

First part: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qa9zf8/the_first_time_i_f_masturbated_outside_my_bed/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share

Have fun

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I. A FROZEN PARADISE

All of a sudden, the steady mechanical humming died off and I awoke from a restless sleep. My back ached, my head throbbed and my throat was dry as dust. I readjusted the pillow behind my back and looked around. Next to me, Gaia was fast asleep. Through the rainy windowpane I caught sight of the deserted street and the traffic light ahead. I leaned against the cool smooth glass and watched the red light turn the water droplets into thousands of glowing rubies. I looked into the tired dull eyes of my reflection as the light turned first orange and then green. I leaned back and my mind began to wander…. “What a week…”

It all started when my best friend Gaia invited me to an extended ski weekend in the Swiss Alps. We stayed in a newly built luxury hotel right on the slope, owned by Gaia’s uncle. As my parents knew Gaia’s family well, it was easy to get their permission. Little did they know that we were planning to party the whole weekend with several mutual friends from school. The weather was stunning every day and the conditions were perfect. While fresh powder fell at night, the white peaks gleamed in the glistening light of the spring sun during the day.

On the first ride of the last day I had an unfortunate fall and slightly injured my left leg. As I wanted to avoid any serious injury, I reluctantly returned to the hotel. Once there, I decided to visit the spa area and relax a bit. At half past nine in the morning, the place was still quiet and peaceful. I guessed that most of the few guests would be skiing by now.

I entered the changing room and exchanged my scratchy ski underwear for a soft white bathrobe. I curiously examined my exposed body in the large mirror opposite my locker. Since the events in Greece, my body had changed noticeably. Back home, I had immediately started to work out, which resulted in a nice flat tummy and a cute firm butt. I proudly wrapped the bathrobe around my slender waist and left the changing room towards the showers.

After a hot invigorating shower, I walked through the large swimming hall and lay down on one of the large wooden sunbeds installed in front of the towering window front. Only a thin layer of glass separated me from the breathtaking nature of the Swiss mountains. I enjoyed the view for a moment before making myself comfortable in the warming sun with a book and a glass of cool coconut water.

II. HOT NIGHTS, HOTTER DAYS

About half an hour later, I saw Tiago, Gaia’s Portuguese exchange student, enter the hall and head towards me. Tiago was about 185cm tall, had dark hair and dreamy brown eyes. He wore bright pink swim shorts that stood out perfectly against his olive-brown skin. He had casually thrown his white bathrobe over it, providing a perfect view of his muscular body. He waved happily and sat down next to me on the couch. We talked for a while when he suddenly said: “What happened yesterday… You must know… I really liked it”.

“Yaaaay yesterday” … I thought… We had spent the evening together in the suite and Gaia had snatched several bottles of Moët Rosé from the wine cellar of the house. We drank, laughed and towards the end of the evening we played Truth or Dare. Among some cringy and intimate moments, at some point it was my turn to kiss Tiago on the mouth.

Hesitantly, he had placed his lips on mine when all at once a swarm of colourful butterflies had come to life in my stomach. I kissed him back passionately, so that we stood there kissing for a minute or so, surrounded by our stunned friends. For a moment there was dead silence until Gaia started spinning the empty bottle on the large table again.

“Alia… Are you okay?”, “Yes… I’m fine…It’s just…. Oh nothing” I stammered. I looked deep into his bright brown eyes and said in a low but determined voice, “Me too Tiago, me too…. “. Slowly but incessantly we moved stiffly towards each other. I smelled the scent of his fresh floral perfume and a salty hint of sweat. Gently, he put his strong hands around my body and pulled me towards him. I felt his hot breath until finally our lips met. Again I experienced the rustle of thousands of colourful butterflies rise in my stomach. I buried my left hand in his bushy hair and pressed him closer to me.

He opened his mouth slightly and I pushed my tongue forward until it touched the rough tip of his tongue. As our tongues merged together, the butterflies in my stomach turned into a furious storm of arousal. I dropped the book I was still holding in my right hand carelessly onto the wooden floor and began to gently stroke the fabric of his shorts on his left thigh. Gradually Tiago let go of me and stood up. He smiled sweetly at me and held out his hand. “Come with me Alia” he giggled and I curiously grabbed his hand.

III. WHAT GOES UP MUST COME DOWN

Hand in hand, we walked across the swimming hall and climbed a narrow spiral staircase at the end of the large pool. At the top, we reached a small gallery with a view over the large pool and the mountain landscape. In the middle of the room was a small whirlpool surrounded by flat wooden loungers covered with soft pillows. The walls and the floor were tiles with white marble.

We sat down on a mound of soft white and golden pillows and kissed again. I felt that he, like me, wanted more. Tiago’s hand wandered along my flank over the soft terry cloth until he finally remained motionless on my butt. Kissing me deeply, he pulled me towards him with a slight jerk so that I was now sitting right on his lap.

A sly smile played on his lips as he massaged my butt cheeks with his hands. I kissed him again and let myself slide down on his body so that I was now lying more than sitting on him. Tiago pressed me even closer to him, so that I could now clearly feel his massive bulge between my legs. “Oh my… He must be huge…” I thought. Carefully, I grinded up and down a little as a warm excitement immediately began to spread from my crotch.

This also seemed to please Tiago. He let out a muffled moan and began to support my movement with his hands on my butt. He slid his fingers smoothly under my bathrobe and pushed up the soft fabric so that I was now lying on top of him with my ass fully exposed. From there, his hands continued upwards to the level of my belly button. I leaned back slightly and with a deft move he untied the knot holding my robe together. He slipped the robe off my shoulders and threw it carelessly to the side.

I was now sitting stark naked in front of a man for the very first time ever. All of a sudden I felt insecure and terribly naked, so I impetuously tried to cover my boobies with my hands. This didn’t work, of course, and Tiago, who had noticed my insecurity, gave me a passionate kiss and gently caressed my cheek.

He looked deep into my eyes and said distinctively: “Are you sure you want this?”. My heart was pounding with excitement, but I mustered up my courage and whispered in his ear, “Yes, Tiago…. Please… I want you…”. I sat up and slipped the bathrobe off his shoulders too. Carefully I put my hands on his strong tanned chest and slowly worked my way over his six-pack to the waistband of his shorts. At the same time, he caressed my perky boobs with his left hand. Very slowly I put my hand on his short and stroked through the thin fabric over his massive erection. Tiago gasped and I increased the pressure a little.

Then, slowly and with his help, I pulled his shorts down until he was finally naked in front of me. For seconds I stared stunned at his pulsating penis. I was speechless. Never in my life I had seen something like this before. Carefully I touched the tip with one finger and let it slide down his shaft. Tiago flinched, put his strong arms around my neck, and pulled me energetically towards him.

As he did so, the tip of his cock lightly touched my already wet labia. I moaned and pushed my crotch even further down on him. My hot dripping pussy was now pressing directly on his massive dick. Slowly and carefully at first, then faster and harder, I grinded his rock-hard cock. Tiago’s left hand once again cupped my ass while his right massaged my nipples with circular motions.

Without me noticing, Tiago had moved his right hand past my belly down to my crotch. I let go of his lips and leaned back slightly to hump better as he began rhythmically stroking my clit with two fingers. An expression of animal lust appeared on his face as he watched his cock slide through my wet lips. From my clit, waves flooded my body with hot arousal. Tiago increased the tempo on my clit and all at once the storm of butterflies in my belly exploded into a colourful fireball. In a flash, the hot waves of an orgasm rippled through my lower body. I shivered and cried out with a loud moan: “Oh God Tiago… Yessss!”

When the orgasm subsided, I slid next to him and clasped his still wet shiny cock with my right hand. Tiago moaned, “Please, Alia…. Give it to me…” and I began to slide his slippery cock through my fingers. He leaned slightly towards me and kissed me with quivering lips while I placed my left hand on his strong chest. I jerked him faster now and Tiago squirmed restlessly back and forth and his cock began to pulsate more. I pulled him even closer to me and increased the speed again. Tiago moaned and shot several loads of hot cum over my belly, my tits and even onto my face.

Exhausted, we both fell back into the pillows and lay there wordlessly for a few minutes. Tiago kissed me hastily and hurried to the gallery toilets. I followed him and turned into the ladies’ room to wash up. After a short time in the toilet, I rushed back to Tiago in anticipation of what was about to happen. “Finally I’m going to get laid,” I thought with excitement.

Outside, Tiago sat slouched on the edge of the hot tub, staring at the calm turquoise water, lost in thought. I put an arm around him and whispered in his ear: “Do you have protection?”. Still staring at the floor, he said he wasn’t feeling well and needed to go back to his room. “Sorry it’s… I can’t…” he mumbled and walked towards the small spiral staircase. After standing there motionless and disappointed for minutes, I decided it was time for a cold shower.

Years later I found out that Gaia and Tiago had been fucking regularly. Was there more between them than I knew and had he actually cheated on her with me? Was I not good enough? Did he have physical problems like erectile dysfunction?

To this day I don’t know why he didn’t want to have sex with me.

Discussion Question:

Why do you think he didn’t want to sleep with me and left so abruptly?

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qc76o4/my_first_experience_with_a_male_in_a_swiss_hotel