The Airbnb

Mike checked his phone again for the 5th time to make sure he was on the right road. Confident he was heading the right way, he put it back into his pocket and continued down the road. He was heading to his Airbnb booking, where he was due to meet Pavel to pick up the keys.

Mike was in Bratislava for the ice hockey, two weeks of following the GB hockey team through what he expected to be a series of crushing defeats. To save money he'd shunned the hotels, and instead, had got lucky with a one-bedroom apartment on the edge of town for a reasonable price. The place had been nice for what he was getting, but his eye had been drawn to the host.

Pavel's profile had caught his attention, the face tanned and smiling, the short, almost shaved, brown hair sat atop of brown eyes that Mike could easily fall into. Several times between booking and now he'd found himself drifting into a daydream of him and Pavel, wondering what the rest of him would be like.

Back in the present he turned a corner, and checking his phone realised he was there. A figure stepped out from a doorway further down the road, and turned towards him.

"Mike?" the figure asked in accented, but good English.

"Yes, Pavel?" Mike replied, thrilled at seeing the face in the flesh for the first time. Pavel took his hand in a strong grip, as Mike took the rest of him in. Pavel was tall, probably nearly 6 feet tall, and looked to be in good shape. He had a black leather jacket, open to the t-shirt below, and Mike could make out no excess belly.

Realising he was obviously checking the guy out, he quickly let go of Pavel's hand and stepped back.

"This way," Pavel said, leading them to the main apartment building door. After showing him the code to get into the building, he led Mike up three flights of stairs, making small talk about his journey as they climbed the stairs.

Stopping at a doorway, Pavel fumbled with the keys, struggling to open the door. Standing behind him, Mike carefully checked out the long jean clad legs, leading up to a tight ass. He removed his eyes as he heard the door open, and followed Pavel inside.

The flat was a small, but very pleasant flat, and Pavel showed him round to the bedroom, the bathroom and kitchen, before finishing the tour in the living room. Handing him a set of keys, he set out the ground rules.

"I guess you're here for the ice hockey?" he questioned, and carried on after a nod from Mike. "So this is a residential block, so there are a lot of families around, so no bringing the girls around for a late night party!" he joked.

"There's no danger of that," Mike laughed, and after a second Pavel caught on. A look Mike didn't miss seemed to pass through his eyes, and he seemed to be looking at Mike in a new light.

"Well, the same still applies, no bringing the boys back for a late-night party," Pavel said, his eyes lingering over Mike's body.

Mike smiled to himself; glad he kept in good shape. He was slightly short than Pavel, but lots of outdoor sports had given him a tanned weathered complexion, and whilst he didn't have a six pack, there wasn't much fat on him either. He decided to see how he could push this.

"I can't promise anything on that front," he smiled cheekily.

"Well, in that case, make sure you invite me along." Pavel replied.

"That I can do," Mike responded, "but why wait, let's have a party with the two of us now."

With that, he stepped across the gap between them and pulled Pavel's face to his. His open lips met Pavel's closed lips, but immediately on contact they opened, and he darted his tongue in, feeling the warmth of the other man's mouth. Pavel responded in kind, their tongues entwined, and with a rush of emotion, Pavel reached behind, hands clasping Mike's ass, pulling him close as the fingers kneaded the flesh.

Mike's own hands found Pavel's ass, and pulled the other man closer, their bodies now pressed up against each other. Mike was growing hard, and could feel Pavel doing the same, their growing members pushing against their clothes, begging to be freed.

The kiss continues for several minutes, their hands caressing all over each other bodies, before Pavel broke away.

"Bedroom, this way," he panted, leading Mike into the hall. As the made their way down the hallway, Pavel pulled his t-shirt over his head, carelessly dropping it to the floor. Mike did the same, abandoning it to the floor, as his eyes devoured Pavel's torso, the smooth lightly tanned skin seemed to glow in the low light, the shoulders leading down to the perfectly formed waist, always drawing the eyes further down, hinting at what was beneath Pavel's jeans.

Reaching the bedroom, Pavel turned, and deeply kissed Mike once more, their tongues writhing in bliss. Pulling away once more, he undid his belt, and undid his jeans, stepping out first one leg then the other, before kicking them to one side. Mike stood for a moment to admire the view. Pavel's legs were similarly hairless, and again well-tanned. The muscles stood out, looking powerful even in rest.

Unsurprisingly his eyes were drawn upwards, focusing on the growing bulge stretching Pavel's white briefs. Already he could make out the outline of the dick, and couldn't wait for more. Quickly, slightly ungainly, he took his own trousers off, hopping from one leg to the other, before casting them aside.

Both were now naked except for their underwear, Pavel in his tight white briefs, and Mike in his looser fitting boxers. Stepping forward again, Pavel kissed Mike again. Mike responded, and once more their bodies were pressed tight. This time, there was no fabric between them, and the feeling of skin on skin sent electric tingles through Mike's skin.

Mike reach down between them, one hand flat against Pavel's hard stomach, slowly caressing downwards. Reaching the waistband of Pavel's briefs, he continued downwards, caressing Pavel's dick through the thin material, feeling it pulse and grow beneath his fingers. As he did, he could feel Pavel moaning with pleasure into the kiss, and he continued for several moments, before reaching up and under the waistband this time, taking the warm throbbing member direct into his hands. He continued to massage Pavel's dick, and it continued to grow.

As he did this, Pavel had been caressing his ass through his own boxers, but as Mike's fingers grasped Pavel's cock, Pavel responded in turn and reached under Mike's boxers, fingers now caressing Mike's ass direct.

Mike responded with a moan of his own, feeling himself growing and straining to be free. This intensified when one of Pavel's hands moved off his ass cheek, and caressed his asshole direct. Slowly, the finger traced around the edge, caressing the sensitive skin, before suddenly, Pavel thrust it into Mike's ass.

"Mmmm" Mike moaned, his own hand unconsciously increasing its pace, rubbing Pavel's cock faster and faster. They continued like this for several moments, Mike's hand wrapped around Pavel's cock and Pavel with one finger up Mike's ass. But a hand job wasn't all Mike wanted to give. Letting go of Pavel's cock, he slowly lowered himself to his knees, ready to take Pavel into his mouth.

"No, no oral," Pavel said, "Today just fuck." With that he pulled Mike back to his feet, before spinning him and pushing him onto the bed face first. Turning his head, he saw Pavel swiftly remove his briefs, letting his cock hang free. Stepping forward, Pavel then took both hands and pulled at Mike's boxers, Mike wriggling to get them off. Now he was naked, lying ass up on the bed. Pavel stood over him, at the end of the bed, and reached down, pulling Mike onto his knees. One hand holding Mike still, the other reached to Mike's ass once more, and again he had the pleasure ripple through his body as first one, and then two fingers entered him, slowly probing and widening, preparing for what was to come.

Mike had lost himself to the rhythm of Pavel's fingers, in the ecstasy of the invasion of his body, softly moaning to himself as he thrust his ass onto Pavel's hand. His own dick was rock hard now, hanging stiffly between his legs, swinging in time as he moved his body.

He felt Pavel pull his hand from out his ass, and for a moment felt lost, until he felt Pavel step close once more. He was thrilled as he felt Pavel's hard member rubbing up against his ass, up and down his crack. He felt the cool lube that Pavel had applied rubbing off onto his ass as Pavel's dick bounced off his ass cheeks.

Frustrated at this teasing, he moaned "fuck me," his ass pushing back, begging for Pavel to slide deep.

Another moment of teasing before he felt Pavel's hands grab his ass checks, pulling them apart. He gasped as Pavel's dick pushed at his ass, slowly forcing its way through resistance.

"Fuck," he moaned as it slid in, filling him up as the slick cock moving deeper. Pavel's hands continued to play with his ass cheeks, gently squeezing them as his cock finally filly Mike completely. He stayed there for a moment, letting Mike get used to the cock inside of him, before he slowly began to fuck Mike. He would pull his cock until it was almost out of Mike's ass, and then just as slowly, slide it all the way in, their bodies meeting with a gently slap.

Mike was revelling in the feeling of being filled by this magnificent cock, but wanted it more, the sensual fucking not what he needed, he was horny and needed something more animalistic.

"Harder," he moaned, his breathing ragged despite the sensual fuck. Slowly, Pavel complied, his speed didn't increase, but each time as he pulled out, he would then slam his hips forward forcefully, ramming his cock deep and hard, their bodies not loudly slapping together.

"Oof," Mike moaned as each invasion of his ass slid deeply, "god yeh, I needed this," he panted, his breathe coming even shorter.

Pavel remained silent as he continued to fuck Mike's ass, the only sounds in the room their heavy breathing, the sound of bodies coming together, the slight creak of the bed in time to Pavel's thrusts, and the occasionally moan of pleasure from Mike. His own cock was rock hard, and leaking pre-cum from its tip, and yet he still hadn't touched himself, this was purely from having a glorious cock buried inside of him. He looked over his shoulder, taking in Pavel's fine form, his eyes drawn to his hips, watching the muscles tense as he thrust inside, followed immediately by the feeling of Pavel's cock delving deeper into his ass.

Pavel grabbed him by the ass, and pulled him harder onto his hard cock. Gone now was the slow rhythmical fucking, Pavel was just thrusting away with abandon, short sharp thrusts as he fucked Mike.

"Turn over," he instructed, and Mike did, lying on his back, looking up at Pavel, his hard cock glistening above him. Pavel took Mike's legs, and pulled them up, before sliding his cock back into Mike's willing ass. Mike could now watch and Pavel's cock slid in and out of his ass, sending wave after wave of pleasure through his body. He looked up, taking in Pave's strong arms holding his legs up, his fine torso glistening with a slight beading of sweat. His eyes were closed as he pumped in and out of Mike's ass.

Mike could feel his orgasm building, and tried to hold, off, but Pavel's fucking was too much. With a moan, he felt himself cum, spurting cum all over his stomach and chest. This must have turned Pavel on as he increased his speed, clearly near to coming himself. With a final cry, Pavel thrust hard and deep into Mike, before staying buried in as he pulsed his own cum deep inside Mike's ass. Mike clenched his ass, pumping the rest of the cum from Pavel's dick. All too soon Pavel was done, and Mike could feel his dick shrinking. He felt the cock slide from his ass, and a feeling of emptiness swept over him as he lay on the bed, spent.

A moment later, he looked up, and saw that Pavel was getting dressed again, clearly the fun was over for the evening.

"Maybe we can party tomorrow?" Pavel said, "say 7pm?"

"Sure," Mike said, keep to have a repeat of the evening's antics, "I'll be here" he added. With that, Pavel finished dressing and a moment or two later, Mike heard the door to the apartment open, and then pull to, leaving him alone. He lay there for some time, his body glistening in sweat and his own cum, before heading to the bathroom to clean up, his mind already on tomorrow and what it would bring.