True travel sex stories. Any you're willing to share?

[m4same]

When I was 22, 3 generations of my family took a cruise. It was my first. I was naive and had a girlfriend at home and knew I was attracted to men but didn't identify as gay. The last night of the cruise, I talked to a handsome Swiss bartender who offered to advise me on places to visit in Europe. He had dark hair, green eyes, some body hair, and was in his early 30s. I was very thin with a large butt, dark hair, hazel eyes, and a shy demeanor. He asked me to meet him after work, which was around 4 am. When I got there, he gave me some suggestions for travel and then he used his key to open the locked kitchen door. He put a blanket on the floor and we had sex. It was my first time fucking and I was the bottom. We stayed in touch through mail for awhile. He was a very nice guy who made my first time a positive experience. When I came home, I began my journey of coming out. I think being away and being naive gave me the perceived freedom to have sex without having to take responsibility.

[CuriousByNature]

That sounds like a very special trip. I would surprised if that could happen these days given the amount of monitoring on ships. Fraternizing with the crew or staff seems to be very strictly observed for the safety of both parties. It may even extend to onshore activities too - though I'm guessing on that one.

[+ Charlie]

My first trip to Europe was on Icelandic Airlines, because they had the cheapest fare: JFK to Luxembourg via Keflavik, for $270 roundtrip, an open-ended ticket good for six weeks. I arrived in Luxembourg City in early evening and checked into my hotel, then decided to go for a walk, because I was screwed up by jet lag and not ready to go to sleep. I had a map of the old town and was walking around, when I passed an attractive older man, who saw the map in my hand and asked if I needed help. I explained that I had just arrived, but the tourist sites had closed for the day, so I was just wandering around getting my bearings. He offered to show me around, and after some pleasant banter he led me under a dark bridge in a deserted area. I was young but far from innocent, and when he stopped and turned toward me, I was ready for the grope. The next thing I knew, we were on the ground behind bushes just off the walkway, with our pants partly pushed down, and grinding away. It was over in a few minutes; we pulled ourselves together, he gave me a quick handshake and pointed me the direction back to my hotel, and left me. I had been in Europe only a few hours, and already had my first sex there.

 

My last hours on that trip were very similar. I had decided to spend the last night of my six week tour of Europe in Reykjavik at the Hotel Loftleider, which was owned by the airline. As I waited in the lobby to be taken to the airport for the flight to NY, I made eye contact with an attractive young man in an airline uniform. He got up and headed for the stairs down to the basement, where the hotel restrooms were located. Naturally, I followed him down there, and we had quick sex in a men's room stall. I got back up to the lobby just in time to get the shuttle bus to the airport, for a relaxed flight back to America.

[GTMike]

My first trip to Europe was on Icelandic Airlines, because they had the cheapest fare: JFK to Luxembourg via Keflavik, for $270 roundtrip, an open-ended ticket good for six weeks. I arrived in Luxembourg City in early evening and checked into my hotel, then decided to go for a walk, because I was screwed up by jet lag and not ready to go to sleep. I had a map of the old town and was walking around, when I passed an attractive older man, who saw the map in my hand and asked if I needed help. I explained that I had just arrived, but the tourist sites had closed for the day, so I was just wandering around getting my bearings. He offered to show me around, and after some pleasant banter he led me under a dark bridge in a deserted area. I was young but far from innocent, and when he stopped and turned toward me, I was ready for the grope. The next thing I knew, we were on the ground behind bushes just off the walkway, with our pants partly pushed down, and grinding away. It was over in a few minutes; we pulled ourselves together, he gave me a quick handshake and pointed me the direction back to my hotel, and left me. I had been in Europe only a few hours, and already had my first sex there.

 

My last hours on that trip were very similar. I had decided to spend the last night of my six week tour of Europe in Reykjavik at the Hotel Loftleider, which was owned by the airline. As I waited in the lobby to be taken to the airport for the flight to NY, I made eye contact with an attractive young man in an airline uniform. He got up and headed for the stairs down to the basement, where the hotel restrooms were located. Naturally, I followed him down there, and we had quick sex in a men's room stall. I got back up to the lobby just in time to get the shuttle bus to the airport, for a relaxed flight back to America.

Wow Gentlemen! Quite the studs!

[Hayden4dlfun]

Wow. Those are some hot stories. I was on a cruise about 4 years ago with my fiancé at the time. I always have had an attraction to guys, but always have had to keep it discreet. One night we were out in the deck partying and dancing when I noticed the DJ was smiling and enjoying watching me dance. He was a very attractive Romanian. So I went up to request a song and as I was trying to tell him, he put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me to his ear so I could speak. That made me so hard and I know he noticed. Then he whispered back into my ear.. “ok sexy, but I wanna watch you dance this dance for me.” So I kept on dancing all night. My fiancé was tired and went to bed and I stayed out. After the party was over around 3 am the Dj and I spoke a little. And the flirtation was strong. He suggested I meet him on the third deck aft and directed me to a certain door and he would be waiting. When I went it was the housekeeping closet. He had make a makeshift bed out of towels and sheets and he started giving me the most amazing BJ. I returned the favor. Very nervous if I was doing it right because this was the first time I had experienced an uncut dick. We went on for a bit and then i topped him. I didn’t last long, but there again neither did he. We both came at the same time and smiled and gave one big kiss. I still say hi to him from time to time on facebook. And, yes, we are trying to plan a trip so our travel itineraries match once again.

[+ poolboy48220]

Most of my travel stories involve checking out new escorts or venues in a new city; not so much cruising for locals. I visited a bath house in Florida on a work trip. It was a very open layout, the sauna was in a building in a courtyard. There was one other guy in there with me, very much my type, a furry little cub, but didn't seem that interested in me. A HUGE rainstorm hit while we were in there, I said something like "looks like we're going to be trapped in here for a while, want to fool around?" and we had a fun time.

[thickornotatall]

When I was quite young my boyfriend and I decided to take the summer off and go to California. We hitched rides from New York City to San Francisco and back. We were gone all of June, July and August. We had sex everyday ..every and anywhere. Most of the rides we got were long hauls.

Jerry was so handsome and wild. I was young and in love. So many great stories I don't have the time to write them all down now. Sad to say we had a huge argument...I left in the middle of the night by sneaking out a window. When we both landed back in Manhattan we worked things out..He died of a drug overdose at his Mom's home on Long Island one month later. I carry a photo of him on my mobile.

[m4same]

That sounds like a very special trip. I would surprised if that could happen these days given the amount of monitoring on ships. Fraternizing with the crew or staff seems to be very strictly observed for the safety of both parties. It may even extend to onshore activities too - though I'm guessing on that one.

This was in 1982.

[m4same]

My first trip to Europe was on Icelandic Airlines, because they had the cheapest fare: JFK to Luxembourg via Keflavik, for $270 roundtrip, an open-ended ticket good for six weeks. I arrived in Luxembourg City in early evening and checked into my hotel, then decided to go for a walk, because I was screwed up by jet lag and not ready to go to sleep. I had a map of the old town and was walking around, when I passed an attractive older man, who saw the map in my hand and asked if I needed help. I explained that I had just arrived, but the tourist sites had closed for the day, so I was just wandering around getting my bearings. He offered to show me around, and after some pleasant banter he led me under a dark bridge in a deserted area. I was young but far from innocent, and when he stopped and turned toward me, I was ready for the grope. The next thing I knew, we were on the ground behind bushes just off the walkway, with our pants partly pushed down, and grinding away. It was over in a few minutes; we pulled ourselves together, he gave me a quick handshake and pointed me the direction back to my hotel, and left me. I had been in Europe only a few hours, and already had my first sex there.

 

My last hours on that trip were very similar. I had decided to spend the last night of my six week tour of Europe in Reykjavik at the Hotel Loftleider, which was owned by the airline. As I waited in the lobby to be taken to the airport for the flight to NY, I made eye contact with an attractive young man in an airline uniform. He got up and headed for the stairs down to the basement, where the hotel restrooms were located. Naturally, I followed him down there, and we had quick sex in a men's room stall. I got back up to the lobby just in time to get the shuttle bus to the airport, for a relaxed flight back to America.

Exciting memories

[m4same]

Wow. Those are some hot stories. I was on a cruise about 4 years ago with my fiancé at the time. I always have had an attraction to guys, but always have had to keep it discreet. One night we were out in the deck partying and dancing when I noticed the DJ was smiling and enjoying watching me dance. He was a very attractive Romanian. So I went up to request a song and as I was trying to tell him, he put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me to his ear so I could speak. That made me so hard and I know he noticed. Then he whispered back into my ear.. “ok sexy, but I wanna watch you dance this dance for me.” So I kept on dancing all night. My fiancé was tired and went to bed and I stayed out. After the party was over around 3 am the Dj and I spoke a little. And the flirtation was strong. He suggested I meet him on the third deck aft and directed me to a certain door and he would be waiting. When I went it was the housekeeping closet. He had make a makeshift bed out of towels and sheets and he started giving me the most amazing BJ. I returned the favor. Very nervous if I was doing it right because this was the first time I had experienced an uncut dick. We went on for a bit and then i topped him. I didn’t last long, but there again neither did he. We both came at the same time and smiled and gave one big kiss. I still say hi to him from time to time on facebook. And, yes, we are trying to plan a trip so our travel itineraries match once again.

I'm curious what this DJ looked like. Sounds like a thrilling adventure

[m4same]

When I was quite young my boyfriend and I decided to take the summer off and go to California. We hitched rides from New York City to San Francisco and back. We were gone all of June, July and August. We had sex everyday ..every and anywhere. Most of the rides we got were long hauls.

Jerry was so handsome and wild. I was young and in love. So many great stories I don't have the time to write them all down now. Sad to say we had a huge argument...I left in the middle of the night by sneaking out a window. When we both landed back in Manhattan we worked things out..He died of a drug overdose at his Mom's home on Long Island one month later. I carry a photo of him on my mobile.

I'm sorry for the loss. I hope the memories still give you pleasure.

[CuriousByNature]

This was in 1982.

The Love Boat would have still been on the air at that time. But you had the opportunity to actually live it! ?

[+ Lucky]

I love to read these stories, but why the Fetish forum?

[+ Charlie]

I love to read these stories, but why the Fetish forum?

?

[Hayden4dlfun]

I love to read these stories, but why the Fetish forum?

. Traveling anonymous sex

[+ RJD]

In 1990 five male friends and I vacationed in Waikiki for eight days. There were two couples, another single guy and me. Each couple had their own rooms while the other single guy and I shared a room. We did most activities together, but on the last night each couple wanted a private romantic evening. My single roomie and I grabbed some food and hit the bars (Hamburger Mary’s and Hula’s) one last time. We lost track of each other, but agreed that if we did, we’d just make our way back to the hotel separately.

 

On my way back to the hotel I encountered what could best be described as the poster boy for hot surfers while walking along Kalakaua Avenue. Shaggy blond hair, blue eyes, wearing thin nylon shorts (obviously without underwear) and a tank top. We started talking, told me he was from the North Shore and missed his bus. It was obvious we were eyeing each other up, so I asked if he wanted to return to my hotel with me.

 

As soon as we got on the elevator, we were all over each other, making out, groping (commando status confirmed), and grinding up against each other. Once in the room the clothes came off within seconds, we fell on the bed and started going at it. Without getting too graphic, we both were satisfied and spent after an hour of fun.

 

The dilemma was now that my surfer missed the last bus and was stuck on this side of the island until morning, so I had a cuddle buddy for the night. My single roomie arrived back to the room and found both of us spooning in my bed. Quick introductions were made and my roomie gave me a thumbs up as he was climbing into his bed.

 

Morning rolled around and we had an extra join us for breakfast. After breakfast, I walked him to the bus stop where he boarded the bus back to the North Shore. I never saw or spoke with him again, but it remains one of my fondest memories of an incredible vacation.

 

Needless to say, my friends interrogated me endlessly during the day and on the flights home. Even 30 years later, they still tease me about that night.

[Ganymede255]

In the mid 80s I found myself in Hawaii on business with my boss for a couple of days. I was still very much in the closest, but had begun to look for adventure whenever I was not at home. On this occasion, having done my research, I sat myself on one of the benches adjacent to the beach on Kalakaua Avenue in Waikiki around midnight. A cute guy much younger than I but to all appearances of age was sitting on the next bench. I had never picked someone up in this fashion and wasn't expecting the young'un to take an interest in a guy in his forties. Well, he did, and we started talking. He was visiting with his older brother from western Canada and, like me, had left his hotel looking for some fun. We clicked and were soon walking toward the very upscale beachfront hotel in which my employer and I were staying. My new friend was suitably impressed with the hotel and with my room, which featured an enormous poster bed complete with canopy. Clothes were quickly shed, and a night of amazingly hot sex ensued. We fell asleep in each other's arms, but in the morning I was so worn out that I had to feign a case of food poisoning to avoid having to meet my boss. As my friend was leaving, he asked me how I had enjoyed my night with an 18-year-old teenager. I told him it had been the best tryst I had ever had. We promised to stay in touch, but my subsequent travels never took me to western Canada and I never saw my Aloha friend again except in my half-waking dreams. Such is life.

[+ Lucky]

There was once an East Side bus terminal in Manhattan. I took the bus from the airport since my hotel was close by. Several empty seats, but I took the one next to a cute guy. I'm sitting there riding along and he is apparently asleep. His head starts moving toward me and ends up on my shoulder. Hmm, should I wake him up? I didn't, but when he finally "awoke" he kept his head there. We went to my hotel, had fantastic sex, and he went on his way.

[+ RJD]

On my way back to the hotel I encountered what could best be described as the poster boy for hot surfers while walking along Kalakaua Avenue. /QUOTE]

 

 

On this occasion, having done my research, I sat myself on one of the benches adjacent to the beach on Kalakaua Avenue in Waikiki around midnight.

 

Good ol’ Kalakaua Avenue! It was very cruisy back then.

[+ Just Sayin]

OK, guys, I am enjoying this thread so much that I will share:

 

I was walking by a bookstore one evening in San Diego's Hillcrest neighborhood; it may have been June, because the window display had gay-themed books and I stopped to look; a young man walked by, and we started talking about one of the books; I don't recall what we talked about but somehow he ended up following me to my hotel where he spent the night; he was from Tijuana and it was one of the sweetest experiences I've had.

[Guest]

I've come to the conclusion I'm a shameless whore given the fact I have WAY to many stories. But one that stands out is when I was on vacation in Florida with my bf at the time and his female co-worker. We were staying in a nice condo on Siesta Key and it was about the time Grindr first came out. They went to the grocery store and I had been chatting with this hot guy online and apparently so was the bf who told him we were together. The guy really wanted to come over and get sucked off but I was hesitant. Apparently he told the bf that who gave him the address and he showed up to my surprise! Hot guy, straight and on vacation with his family. Sucked him off on the couch and sent him on his way. BF and friend arrive shortly afterwards and proceeded to make fun of me and demand I tell them all about it. BF admitted he gave the guy the address and was hoping I'd have some fun knowing my love of straight guys. They also pointed out they saw him leaving the parking lot, in a minivan, with two baby car seats in the back. We laughed that one for years.

[CuriousByNature]

I once was in London and staying at a decent hotel in Bayswater. One evening I was lying in bed and was about to fall asleep when I heard some moaning coming from the room next door to mine. Whoever was in there seemed to be enjoying themselves. And that, my friends, is the closest I have ever come to a travel sex story...

[m4same]

I love to read these stories, but why the Fetish forum?

I didn't know what other category would get attention.

[m4same]

In 1990 five male friends and I vacationed in Waikiki for eight days. There were two couples, another single guy and me. Each couple had their own rooms while the other single guy and I shared a room. We did most activities together, but on the last night each couple wanted a private romantic evening. My single roomie and I grabbed some food and hit the bars (Hamburger Mary’s and Hula’s) one last time. We lost track of each other, but agreed that if we did, we’d just make our way back to the hotel separately.

 

On my way back to the hotel I encountered what could best be described as the poster boy for hot surfers while walking along Kalakaua Avenue. Shaggy blond hair, blue eyes, wearing thin nylon shorts (obviously without underwear) and a tank top. We started talking, told me he was from the North Shore and missed his bus. It was obvious we were eyeing each other up, so I asked if he wanted to return to my hotel with me.

 

As soon as we got on the elevator, we were all over each other, making out, groping (commando status confirmed), and grinding up against each other. Once in the room the clothes came off within seconds, we fell on the bed and started going at it. Without getting too graphic, we both were satisfied and spent after an hour of fun.

 

The dilemma was now that my surfer missed the last bus and was stuck on this side of the island until morning, so I had a cuddle buddy for the night. My single roomie arrived back to the room and found both of us spooning in my bed. Quick introductions were made and my roomie gave me a thumbs up as he was climbing into his bed.

 

Morning rolled around and we had an extra join us for breakfast. After breakfast, I walked him to the bus stop where he boarded the bus back to the North Shore. I never saw or spoke with him again, but it remains one of my fondest memories of an incredible vacation.

 

Needless to say, my friends interrogated me endlessly during the day and on the flights home. Even 30 years later, they still tease me about that night.

well worth the teasing. And nice that your roommate was cool.

[m4same]

I once was in London and staying at a decent hotel in Bayswater. One evening I was lying in bed and was about to fall asleep when I heard some moaning coming from the room next door to mine. Whoever was in there seemed to be enjoying themselves. And that, my friends, is the closest I have ever come to a travel sex story...

hahaha you can make it into a perfect fantasy scene if you like...