For as long as I can remember my husband Eric had fantasised about other men and I often treated him to some cock playing dirty talk whilst we were fucking or I was wanking him off. He always said he had never touched another man's cock and wouldn't know what to do with one anyway, but having caught him watching gay porn on numerous occasions I'm sure he would know exactly what to do. That said I did believe him and was more than happy to indulge his fantasies, as unbeknown to him, the thought of him with another man turned me on as well, but I kept that to myself.
So where is this story going? Well last year we went on holiday to the island of Gran Canaria, ten days just the two of us, for a well deserved break. We had booked into an adult only complex and had an apartment in a block along with three others, that had it's own small private pool area. It was bliss, no having to get up early to secure a lounger and there was a bar area just around the corner, with staff that would regularly come round with drinks and snacks.
Everything about the holiday was perfect, including the usual first night fuck, a tradition I imagine played out by most holidaying couples. We normally kept to ourselves when we went away, and the people in the other apartments seemed to prefer the bigger communal pool, so we had plenty of privacy in the first two days. This meant I could also get the customary fucking in the pool that I so enjoyed, albeit we were nearly caught in the act when Eric was thrusting into me from behind and one of the waiters walked around the corner. Eric managed to hold very still, although I could feel his cock throbbing inside of me, until the waiter had taken our drinks order and gone.
It was in day three that one of our neighbours decided to take up residence at our small pool. it appeared that he was on his own and not wanting to seem overly unfriendly we decided to introduce ourselves. The man was called Leo and was from Germany. He told us that his wife had died around two years earlier and he was on holiday for the first time since then. I would say Leo was probably in his late fifties, so around ten years or so older than myself and Eric. We actually found him very pleasant company and happily agreed to go to evening dinner with him, although we normally kept to ourselves it was quite nice to have someone else to talk to.
Leo was out on his lounger again the next morning as I setup the loungers for myself and Eric. Having had few to drink the night before I was happy to get on with sunbathing whilst Eric went off for a morning walk, with the promise of bringing back breakfast for myself and Leo. I think Leo must also have been feeling the affects of the night before as it wasn't long before I noticed that he was fast asleep. That wasn't the only thing I noticed either, he must have been having a very nice dream as he was clearly sporting an erection in his swimming shorts, making that nice little tent effect.
Of course it occured to me that he might not be asleep and was taking a sneaky peek at me sunbathing topless, although I had been lying face down. Thinking it might be slightly embarrassing for him to be spotted by one of the bar staff in that state I decided to wake him up. Nudging him gently on the shoulder it didn't take long for him to come round.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"You were asleep," I replied, "and I couldn't leave you lying there like that," I grinned nodding towards his groin.
Leo bolted up to a sitting position and quickly covered himself with a towel.
"I'm so sorry," he blurted out.
"Don't worry," I laughed, "I've seen plenty."
Leo visbily relaxed and started to laugh as well as his erection started to subside. Now I don't know whether it was the sun or I felt sorry for him being widowed, but I surprised myself when I said, "Perhaps I could give you a helping hand with it?"
Leo went a bit red again and the surprised me in return when he replied, "That would be nice, but your husband would be more my type."
I must have looked bemused when he explained that his wfie hadn't actually been a lady but was another man and that he was gay. Even in this day and age he wasn't sure how people would react so found it easier to say he'd had a wife. He felt though now that Eric and me wouldn't judge him so was happy to come clean. I told him that I couldn't care less that he was gay or otherwise, he was a lovely man and nice to spend time with. Then, and again it may have been the sun and too much booze, but I thought back to the countless fantasies my husband had and started to hatch a plan.
"Leo?"
"Yes?" he replied.
"How open minded are you? What I mean is, were you serious when you say my husband would be more your type?" I asked him.
"Well technically seeing as he's a man and you're not, but I assume you're more his type."
I then went on to explain to Leo my husbands fascination with other men, or their cocks at least.
"I suppose it does sound like he might be curious to say the least," Leo told me. "Only one way to find out I guess."
"You mean yo..."
"What I mean is that if your husband wants to try cock, I'd be only too happy to oblige. I've always been quite open, as was Lukas, my husband, and a bit of fun on holiday wouldn't go amiss."
I chatted with Leo for a while about this and found myself getting very damp in my bikini bottoms as I thought of my husbands fantasies coming true.
"Are you sure you'd be okay with this?" Leo asked, wanting reassurance.
"Definitely, call it my little treat for him."
We agreed that after lunch, providing nobody else came to our little area to sunbathe, which seemed unlikely, I would pretend to have had too much heat and go inside where I could keep an eye on the bar to make sure Leo and Eric had the place to themselves for a while and watch the fun unfold.
Eric came back from his walk with breakfast for all of us, and later, after lunch I made my excuses and went for a lie down in the apartment. I had the lights off and left the blinds open enough so I had a good side on view of the two of them out on their loungers, knowing they couldn't see me well enough to tell if I was asleep or not.
They sat on their loungers for a while drinking a beer and chatting and then gradually chilled out and both lay down to have an afternoon nap, although I knew that wasn't the case with Leo. Leo waited until Eric appeared to have dozed off and then put his hand inside his shorts and started to play with himself until he was hard. He looked over to the apartment, gave a little wink in my direction, and then pretended to go to sleep.
After a few minutes, and making sure his cock was standing proud in his swimshorts, he let out a loud cough which seemed to wake Eric up. Leo stayed still with his eyes closed as Eric came to. He looked around to see what had woken him up and then clearly noticed the bulge in Leo's shorts. He was trying not to be obvious, but he couldn't keep his eyes off it. Leo, presumably trying to sneak a look at what Eric was doing, reached over and took Eric's hand. Waiting to see if there was any resistance, which there wasn't, he moved Eric's hand to onto his belly and let go.
I saw him turn his head towards Eric, who was on the lounger further away from me, and I guessed gave him the go ahead to decide whether or not he wanted to take the plunge. Eric did not move his hand at first and I could tell he was torn. I saw him look towards our apartment, did he know I was in on this, or was he just making sure I was asleep.
Maybe Leo had told him our plan, but I didn't think he was likely to, well not yet anyway. I was nervous with anticipation as I waited to see what Eric would do. He'd fantasised about this so many times, but would he take the bait now it was offered up to him? Well as he started to move his hand down Leo's belly and push it inside the waistband of his shorts, the answer to that question was a big yes.
I could see Eric's face as he checked to make sure nobody was around, and he seemed to be surprised as he put his hand right inside and took hold of the cock that had been offered up to him. I wonder what had surprised him, must have been the size I thought to myself.
He didn't seem to do anything at first, just held his hand there relishing the feel of his first cock, unless he hadn't been truthful all these years, but I think he had been. Having checked the surroundings again he began to slowly move his hand up and down in Leo's shorts, occasionally stopping, before building up a steady rhythm.
As Leo had his shorts on I guess I wasn't going to be treated to seeing Eric making him come. Eric looked at Leo for reassurance that he was doing okay and I saw a small nod in return. Leo stretched out taking the pleasure that this first timer was giving him. I'm sure Eric was doing just fine, he must know what a man enjoyed, he played with his own cock enough, which I loved watching.