As the Jeep bounced over the lava-rippled coastal road, our knees touched in the cozy dark of the back seat, our hands sought our stiffening cocks, and our lips were drawn together. Kenneth and I were passionately making out as the perfumed tropical air flowed through the car’s open windows.

The driver, David, said to his partner Aaron, “I better drive faster before those guys in the back seat start fucking.”

We were heading back to Kehena Mauka Nui Club, a gay friendly clothing optional guesthouse on Hawaii’s Big Island. Four of us had gone to dinner in the nearby village.

Kenneth and I had just met that afternoon, and there was an immediate attraction. Across the dinner table, it became apparent we had some chemistry.

The four of us stayed at the resort, Kenneth and I in separate rooms, and David and Aaron shared a room. The friendly couple from Minnesota had invited Kenneth and me to join them for dinner, offering to drive us all to a restaurant in the funky little town of Pahoa. The four of us met that afternoon in the resort’s garden-side hot tub, where we had been soaking nude in the bubbles.

I never miss a chance to shed my clothes and dangle my dick for all to see and to get an eyeful of anyone who wants to show off their treasures. I was certainly getting an eyeful of Kenneth as he crossed the lawn and lowered himself beside me into the hot water. 

His majestic silver hair and handsome face first got my attention, but I was soon distracted by his thick dangling cock, the big pink head and low-hanging balls. A small tuft of silver hair enhanced his muscled chest, and his toned athletic body invited further inspection.

I moved to let him slide in beside me, and he said, “Thanks, you’re a sweetheart. Here’s your reward.” He handed me a canned Mai Tai cocktail from the small cooler he’d brought. He had a soft, charming Southern accent. (He was from New Orleans.)

Our toes touched, and our legs kept brushing under the hot bubbles, and I was pretty sure that Kenneth had the same ideas I had. I only arrived at my reserved room two hours ago, and already I was naked and flirting with a sexy daddy.

Kehena Mauka Nui Club has five guest rooms. The Palm Suite is the only one with an en suite bathroom and a private entrance. The four other rooms have access to two shared bathrooms and use of the kitchen, dining room, lounge, porch (Lanai), patios, and garden with its hot tub.

You can also “glamp” on the extensive property if you bring a tent. All the Club’s facilities are available to campers.

My accommodation was the Palm Room, with my own bathroom, complete with a douching attachment in the shower.

Kehena Mauka Nui Club is not exclusively for gay men. During my stay, a lovely lesbian couple stayed for a couple of nights, and later, they were replaced by a male/female couple. At no time did I feel inhibited from sunning or hot-tubbing au naturel.

Every Monday afternoon, the Big Island’s gay community joins the Kehena Mauka Nui Club guests for the weekly Gay Day BBQ/Potluck; this is an excellent opportunity to invite a local boy to your room for fun.

Volcano National Park is just over an hour’s drive. Mount Kilauea, the active volcano, rises 1,247 metres (4,091 feet) above sea level. If you’re lucky, you can see Kilauea erupting, with explosions of lava rising hundreds of feet into the air.

You can watch this from the comfort of the Victorian-era Volcano House, which has viewing rooms, restaurants, and terraces hanging over the crater rim. Volcano National Park has a network of trails around the crater rim and features like steam vents, geysers, and jungle valleys. 

The quaint village of Pahoa is a 15-minute drive from Kahena Mauka Nui Club, and many guests, like our foursome in the Jeep, drive in for dinner or to buy groceries and drinks. The resort is on the Big Island’s eastern shore, about an hour and a half drive from Hilo, where the international airport is. 

A short walk from Kehena Mauka Nui Club is the beautiful Kahena Black Sand Beach. This is a clothing-optional beach, though nudity is not mandatory. I found that it was best to take off at the back of the beach along the cliff, where others were also nude. Around that point, I caught a glimpse of two naked guys embracing in the shadows.  

The road along the coast to Kehena Mauka Nui Club shows the forces of volcanic action. Eruptions have sent lava to the ocean, pouring over the coastal highway. Years ago, the lava destroyed the village of Kahena.

Our foursome in the Jeep returned to the resort, and Kenneth and I pulled our lips apart and took our hands out of each other’s pants. As we exited the car, we agreed to meet in my room in 15 minutes, giving us time to shower quickly, brush our teeth, etc.

After seeing Kenneth’s big fat cock I optimistically used the douche attachment in my shower. Moments later, there was a knock on the door, and still naked and wet from the shower, I rushed to admit my sexy guest.

I pulled him towards the big bed, tugging at his t-shirt as he kissed me. Holding me by the ankles, he pulled my legs up and went down to eat my damp, eager ass, tongue fucking me as I moaned in pleasure.

I was enjoying his oral attentions, but this was a prelude to the inevitable, and we rearranged ourselves in a sideways 69 so I could suck his cock while he tongued my ass. I took a moment to enjoy the sight of his cock; thick as a cucumber and at least eight inches long with a beautiful pink helmet which I wrapped my lips around before sliding down his veiny shaft.

I joyously went to work, gagging as he pumped his prick down my throat. I wanted to take it all, deepthroat the massive meat until it tickled the back of my throat and made me choke with glee.

Grunting like an animal, he pushed me onto the mattress and rubbed lube into my ass while I stretched a condom over his engorged penis. He put my legs over his shoulders, and I reached down and guided the head of his penis at my hole.

I did my best to relax and admit him, but his prick felt so thick that I did yell a little as he entered me. The pain soon became sweet and small, my scream soon being replaced by moans of pleasure as I felt how thick and engorged his dick was in my tight hole.

He continued to thrust into me, and I allowed myself to give in to some breathing exercises as the dick worked my hole; if it weren’t missionary position, I would surely be on my stomach biting a pillow if I could.

He bent to kiss me, swirling his tongue around, tracing my lips, then plunging in as he slowly slid his cock in and out, then sliding it in fast. As his thrusts got faster and harder, I allowed my hole to tighten around his rock-solid hard on. Our immense chemistry in the pool and the Jeep translated into a quick understanding and rhythm of our bodies.

Our faces pushed close together as we shared the same breath of air. Kenneth kissed me more as he pounded me deeper and more powerfully until the mattress was rocking like a boat in a storm, thinking we might break the bed frame. Surely not a first in this horny establishment, I’m sure.

“You want that big cock, boy? You love it, don’t you?” said Kenneth; I moaned and nodded yes, jerking off my hard dick, falling into the ecstasy of the dick. Whatever pain I felt at first penetration was long gone, replaced by intense pleasure as Kenneth was now deep into me, the head of his dick tickling my innards.

Soon, I felt my dick ready to explode; “I’m gonna cum,” I said. Kenneth proceeded to fuck me even harder, if even possible, and soon, I shot gobs of cum over my sweaty belly as Kenneth groaned, “I’m cumming!” Again, our bodily chemistry erupted into an almost near-sync ejaculation, an increasing rarity in this hot hookup world.

As my orgasm faded to a buzz of contentment, the scented night breeze brought in the chirping of frogs and crickets. I thought about what a fine moment we’d shared and how beautiful Hawaii was in that instant.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Andy Oh lives in the rainforest near Vancouver, Canada. He travels the world searching for sensual delights to share with his readers. He also writes about and creates homo-erotic art. He is Urplaypal on Squirt.org, and you can email him at andy.oh@hotmail.com