Hotel Night To Remember

It was a long planned road trip across Europe scheduled to take five weeks. Starting in France, my college friend and I hired a car that would take us all the way to the Russian border and back, covering visits to nearly all the great capitals of Europe. Given our limited resources we agreed to share rooms wherever we stayed and whilst this helped our budgets it did restrict any individual private time we may have needed. After about three weeks of continual travel, and dozens of different double rooms in hotels, we finally arrived in Munich late one night. 

The only hotel we could find available could only offer us single rooms, but as they were reasonably priced we booked in. For the first time on the trip I was finally on my own and a felt a significant 'tingle within' at the thought of the night ahead. When I locked the door behind me I took all my clothes off and prepared for a long hot shower, my cock was already engorged and eager for some long overdue attention. After the shower I lay on the bed to cool down, my erection was rock hard and the head of my cock was pink and smooth with just a hint of pre cum rising. I turned on the television and found an erotic film was playing, when the first solo scene appeared I literally lost my breathe for a moment as my inner sexual core erupted in sensations I only remember from the first time I masturbated to orgasm as a boy. I floated and tingled as my hand wrapped itself around my throbbing hard cock, my other hand cupped and squeezed my balls as i was now totally abandoned to the need to come. As i slowly pumped my cock I positioned myself on my knees facing the television, with each stroke I was in a trance. 

It had been nearly four weeks since I last orgasmed and the built up tension and sexual energy was nearly unbearable. As I increased my strokes I could feel the muscles in my legs and ass tighten, and I knew I was close. When the lead actress of the film lay back on her bed naked I knew this was my moment. As my back arched I let out a muffled cry as my load shot out of my cock at a force that I'd never felt before. My multiple streams of come landed on the floor in front of the TV and as the last drops were squeezed out I felt back on the bed. The intensity of my orgasm was incredible and my heart was racing, but lying there I realised that my cock and my hand were covered in my come, so I gently licked it off my fingers and then reached down to collect my warm essence, the taste of my come was electrifying for me and in a few more minutes I was again pumping my now 'hard again' cock. I came three times that night and finally fell asleep totally exhausted. The next morning my cock was still hard, but too sore to masturbate again, so I pretended to my friend that I had slept well and was more than ready for the home leg of the trip. 

That night was one of the greatest solo 'comes' of my life and I often think back to it - but there have also been many others!