I traveled with my dad and family to Hawaii. It was the first time I’d been there, and I was super excited. We were staying at a budget hotel, but I decided to splurge on something nicer for one night, just me.

I got to my room and dropped off my stuff. I love hotels. They always make me horny, imagining how many people in other rooms nearby are horned up, too, fucking, or touching themselves.

I decided to find a pool to hang out at for a while. This hotel offered many options, but I found a small one, secluded, surrounded mainly by bushes and other vegetation. The perfect place to decompress after a long flight.

I wadded in the pool for a bit and then laid back on a pool chair. It wasn’t long before my hand made my way to my crotch to trace the outline of my soft cock through my west swim trunks. It wasn’t long before my soft 3” turned into a hard 7”. More to trace with my finger. Now my head was out of my foreskin, so the feeling of my finger lightly tracing it sent waves of pleasure up my spine.

I stopped immediately when I heard a laugh. I opened my eyes to see a couple walking into the pool area. I don’t think they saw anything. I shifted my leg, bending the knee to hide my aroused member.

It was a couple around my age. Both with beautiful brown skin.

She was in a white bikini, leaving little to the imagination. She was in shape, but curvy. Her breasts were perfectly in proportion to her body. Her wavy black hair fell just below her shoulders.

He was well-toned in black swim trunks. Tattoos covered one arm, up his shoulder, and part of his chest. His hair was buzzed, both on his head and his chest. His legs were hairy.

I nodded to them, and he nodded back.

It wasn’t long before they were in the pool, just hanging out, softly talking to each other. Usually, in these kinds of situations, I would stay lying where I was, or I would leave. This time, I wanted to try something different.

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