Hot Public Sex In Palm Springs

Summer is a slow season in Palm Springs. With the summer temps reaching well over 100, it can be unbearable. However, I don’t really mind because I like avoiding the big crowds.

I also find that the bars are open all the time so you can always duck into a  bar to enjoy some nice cold A/C and beer. I had just turned 33 and found myself on a solo escape to Palm Springs. A good buddy of mine had loaned me his house since he would be out of town for a month. It was a huge, beautiful ( crazy expensive ) new modern home with a well-stocked wine fridge and a GIANT pool in the very private backyard. I was all set to spend my days and evenings lounging naked in and around the pool to work on my tan.

My first couple days in town I got use to getting up in the morning and making my coffee and then sitting out on the back patio to watch the sun come up. The first day I got up, showered and dressed for the day before my coffee.  Each day after I got a little more relaxed and acclimated to my new desert way of life. Which meant day two - having coffee in just shorts and flip flops. Day three - just my underwear. And by day four I was only putting on clothes when I had to leave the house to get groceries, run errands or visit the bars. By the end of my first week I was not only having my coffee in the buff - but also swimming, working out and occasionally enjoying a jerk off session while relaxing on a float in the pool. Something about the desert heat keeps me semi-hard at a minimum all the time.

There was also an amazing outdoor shower that had been designed as both a shower area and garden. I found myself never showering inside and instead taking 2 or 3 showers a day outside to clean up or just cool down.  One afternoon I was having one of these showers and in the middle of a long jerk off session. I had my AirPods in and was listening to music and stroking as the cool water ran over the top of my head and face and down my body. As I worked closer and closer to a climax I had to lean back against the rough stone wall to keep from tipping over as my knees went weak. I was working my self up to the edge and backing off over and an over again. I was pounding away on my dick and reaching a point where there was no turning back. I felt the electric shock run up my spine and opened my eyes to watch that first shot of cum rocket out of my cock. As my eyes focused two things happened simultaneously…I started to cum and watch a huge load burst about three feet in front of me and then focused on the stranger standing six feet away holding a watering hose in a large potted plant and staring straight at me with a huge smile on his face. He was close enough that I could almost see my own reflection in his mirrored sun glasses. Shock and surprise combined with cumming must have made for quite a show. I jumped and stumbled forward, dick still in hand and bursts of cum still in progress. I instantly started apologizing and realized I couldn’t hear his response because my music was still so loud. I managed to let go of my dick and reach up with both hands to take out my AirPods in time to hear him staying ‘please don’t stop on my account’…

My heart was pounding, I was trying to catch my breath and my dick was still twitching and spurting the last loads of cum as he stepped toward me and started watering the potted plant next to me. He said ‘Hi, I’m Tom. I live next door and water the plants for Dax when he’s out of town.’

I stumbled over introducing myself and realized my hand was covered in cum as I extended it to shake his hand he had offered. He quickly grabbed it anyway and started shaking it. When I finally retracted my hand from his he ran his hand under the water hose to rinse it off then moved on to the next pot. Tom said ‘I’m just finishing up here so I’ll let you get back to what you were doing.’ My face must have been bright red from the embarrassment and I had not brought a towel out to the pool so I didn’t even have a way to cover myself. I just kinda stood there shocked, dick standing straight out as he turned off the water and wrapped the hose back into its storage box. Tom walked by me and said ‘It was really nice to meet you..we’ll see you around.’. With that he disappeared around the side of the house to let himself out the gate.

My heart was still thumping in my chest and the embarrassment crystallized what just happened. Some random dude just watched me rub one out and then casually just walked away like it was no big deal. I glanced up at my reflection in the floor to ceiling glass that made up the back of the house…. and got a complete picture of his view as he departed. Totally naked, skin flushed, dick hard, balls still puled up tight with a long string of cum swinging off the end of my dick.

Fucking embarrassing. 

After a quick rinse off I headed back in the house to grab a towel and put some shorts on. I would have to think twice about my naked-all-day approach. I wonder how often he waters the plants…I would need to as Dax next time he calls. Hopefully, todays situation would never come up in conversation. 

That evening I grilled out and found myself thinking about my earlier show. After the initial shock wore off…I could now look back on it and admit it was kind of a turn on. Just thinking about it got my dick hard. After dinner and a few cocktails - I decided I would venture out to the local bar to have a couple drinks before I turned in for the night. My favorite quite little bar in Palm Springs was a leather and levi joint called Toolshed. During the peak season it could be quite crowded - but since it was Summer and mid-week - I didn’t expect much of a crowd. I threw on a tank top, pair of cargo shorts and some flip flops and out the door I went. My über dropped me off out front and it was no surprise that there was only one car parked nearby. 

I walked in and it took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the dim lights. The bartender looked bored and was playing on his phone. He looked up and greeted me as I took a seat at the bar. I ordered a drink and we chatted about how slow it was. He said it was normal and some weekdays they would even close early if nobody was in the bar at midnight. 

He was a muscled handsome 40’s bear and super friendly. We chatted through a few drinks and I told him to just kick me out whenever he wanted to close up. He asked if I wanted to do a shot with him and that started a whole new line of discussion as the evening went on. The conversation turned more flirty and sex focused. We were on our fourth shot in addition to drinks when he asked me if I had ever has sex in a bar. I told him no and asked about him. He said never had before he started working at Toolshed - but over the past few years that he had given and recieved a few blowjobs and hand jobs. I asked him which time had been his favorite. He said it was about a year before when they were having a them night. Everyone was dressed in leather and he had chosen to wear a leather apron, combat boots and nothing else for his bartending shift. After his shift ended he had moved around to the customer side of the bar and started flirting with a couple that had been in his line all night. He said they had a few drinks, danced a few songs and then had moved out to the crowed patio for a smoke. They had all been flirting and it was moving toward him going home with the couple for the evening. While they were out on the patio one of the couple was standing in front of him and the other half of the couple was standing behind him with his arms hugging him around the waist from behind. The were chatting and flirting and the guy behind him had slipped both hands under the apron from behind. He said they started playing with his dick under the apron getting it hard. The the guy in front of him lifted the front of the apron until his dick & balls were exposed for them both play with. There had been enough drinks that night that inhibitions were very low. The slow teasing hand job continued and at some point the leather apron he was wearing had been untied and was hanging off his neck but pushed all the way to the side. The guy behind him reached up and lifted the loose apron over his head and laid it on the table next to them. It was a crowded night on the patio - so very few guys noticed that the bartender was now only wearing combat boots and was received a four-hand job on the patio. The guys standing around them that did notice the action just started to join in playing with his nipples and rubbing hands on his exposed skin.  

He said that it was so erotic to be standing naked in a crowd getting a hand job that he decided to just go with it. He leaned back into the guy behind him and let them crowd touching him work him up until he shot his load while they all watched. He said that was the most erotic experience he had ever had in the bar.

wow.

I was enthralled by the story and had developed a raging hardon as a result. As I was shifting around to get my dick out of a bind, the bartend noticed. He asked if that story turned me on. I was drunk enough to be totally honest with him and I even told him about my experience earlier in the day. We continued to chat over drinks until I had to excuse myself to take a leak.

As I was returning from the restroom I began to realize not only how drunk I was - but also how horny. I was really looking forward to getting home and jerking off again thinking about my show show, the bartender and all his stories. 

I settled back into my barstool and he asked me if I had ever even had my dick out in a bar. I laughed and told him I just did about 30 seconds ago when I was taking a piss. We had a good chuckle over that and he said ‘Want to experience your first time being naked in a bar?…I dare you to strip down, walk out to the patio and back.’ I had to admit that it was a turn on. Just knowing that anyone could walk in at any moment was just the right amount of danger. With the booze doing most of the talking for me I said ‘Ok..what is my prize if I take the dare?’ The bartender said my next drink would be on him. All I really needed at that point was an excuse. So I agreed and whipped my tank top off over my head and pitched it in his face. Next I stood up unsnapped and unzipped my cargo shorts and stepped out of them one foot at a time. Then I set them on the bar next to my drink. With a huge smile on my face and a semi-hard dick I took off around the end of the bar, by the pool table and out to the back patio. I can remember the flapping noise of my flip flops over the low music. Once I made it outside I felt the hot summer night air cover my body. It was hitting every nerve ending in my body and my heart was thumping from the excitement and danger.

By the time I headed back to the bar my dick was hard as a rock and bobbing in front of me. As I turned the corner and the bar came back in view the bartender was all smiles and as promised there was a fresh drink on the bar. What was missing was my shirt and shorts. 

He instantly started up a conversation asking me if I liked that..then looking at my dick and saying ‘looks like you did!’.

I asked for my clothes and he said ‘Just sit and enjoy your drink for a few minutes…really enjoy the whole experience.’ 

What can I say. He was sexy. I was drunk.Horny. and living in the moment.

I took a seat on the bar stool and picked up my drink. Before I knew it he was back to sharing more fun sexy stories and my dick stayed at attention with a little pre-cum dripping on the end. The bartender excused himself to the restroom and when he returned he came around the outside of the bar and took a seat on the stool next to me. He laid a small packet of lube on the barttop and looked me in the eye ‘ want to enjoy your first bar hand job  next?’ 

I think the my  inner-slut just took over. I took the lube packet and started to open it. The bartender took it back and said ‘let me’. He opened the packet, squeezed the lube into his hand and then reached over and started stroking my dick. He fell into a long slow stroking pace and had my eyes rolling back in my head in no time. Then he reached up and started working my nipples in time with this strokes. I remember trying to figure out where to put my hands so I just let them hang down at my side. 

This when on for some time with him getting me close to cumming then backing off. Over and over again. Then he said ‘come with me..I have an idea’ He took me by the hand and led from from the bar around the corner to the pool table. He backed me up to the pool table and then lifted me up until I was sitting on the side with my legs hanging over the side. 

He started back up with his hand job by adding some more lube and back to the almost cumming then stop rotation. He got me to start playing with my nipples while he worked my dick. Just as I would really start getting into it and close to cumming he would change the game. 

First it was ‘ok, now lay back on the pool table’. Then he returned to the slow teasing hand job. Just as I was getting close to cumming…’Get up on your hands and knees with your ass facing me’. Then he resumed his slow teasing hand job by milking me like a cow and started slowly licking and sucking my balls from behind. 

He worked me up to the edge and stopped. Over and over and over. Adding more lube or spitting to re-slick up his hands. At one point he grabbed my hand and brought it back to my dick. ‘keep jerking your cock while I get more lube…don’t cum yet.’

He disappeared and I did as I was told. I was really getting into the slutty scene. He was back a couple minutes later and squirted some lube in my hand to slick up my dick. I kept pumping away and he went back to licking and sucking on my balls. With both his hands free now he was sucking my balls and kneading my ass checks in time with my strokes. I could feel the cold A/C in the bar each time he exposed my asshole with his squeezes of my asscheeks. It took me by surprise when he squeezed, exposed and then spit directly onto my pucker. The shock was quickly replaced by lust when his tongue slid the length of my crack. Over and over. Spit. and repeat. This drove me up to the edge and my back started to arch as I raced toward orgasm. 

The sharp squeak of the front door opening snapped me to attention. I cracked my head around to watch three new guys walk into the bar. They instantly took note of my show on the pool table and made a beeline for the action. The bartender stopped licking my ass and turned to welcome the new crowd. As I started to scramble off the table he was kissing and hugging each of them a hello. But all eyes were on my and my hard dick.

I was frozen in terror. My heart beating out of my chest. And instantly sober. WTF! was I doing!!!

They all clearly knew each other and the bartender turned and started introducing them to me. I offered awkward hand shakes and hellos. Then the bartender said ‘let’s get some drinks for everyone’

Next thing I know they were all at the bar and looking at me standing naked by the pool table in shock. I didn’t know where else to go so I walked over to the bar and asked the bartender for my clothes.

He said ‘I was just helping my buddy here live out a fantasy. He has never been naked or got a hand job in a bar before’. The other guys were instantly all over that. They said I didn’t need my clothes back and the groping and rubbing started from all directions. The bartender said ‘ You have to at least cum first before you complete your fantasy’.

Maybe it was the booze. Maybe I’m a slut. But without at thought I was instantly agreeing with him. It seemed logical and the groping hands were already so distracting. He put a couple lube packs on the bar and started making drinks. In the meantime the guys were all over my dick, balls, ass, nipples and as I was really getting into it again..one of them started kissing me. 

I’ve always been a sucker for kissing. So that instantly drew my focus. The guy kissing me reached down and grabbed me behind the legs and lifted me up. He sat down on the bar stool behind him and pulled my legs up until  I was straddling his knees and facing him. He was working my dick with one hand, had one at the small of my back and was kissing me deep.

My boozy sluttly self just went even deeper into the moment. Forgetting that I didn’t know ANY of these guys. I could feel my self approaching orgasm again and then I felt that cool lube rubbed over my asshole. I tried to clench by my spread eagle position did nothing more that pucker my hole. He started to rub slow circles around my puckered hole while the hand job and kissing split my focus. As if that wasn’t enough, I felt hands slide around my chest from behind and start a slow kneading of my now hard nipples. I went from slut on a pool table to party favor for all.

The kissing got deeper with more probing tongue. The hand job was slow and torturous as I was SO CLOSE to the edge. And then the finger slowly rubbing circles on my now clenching pucker ….slipped in to the first knuckle. In that moment I just made a choice. This opportunity would never present itself again.

I gave over to the amazing sensations and the finger slid in deeper to the next knuckle. Then the next….then slowly back out again. More lube then back in as deep as it would go. Over and Over. 

I was trying to focus on both the finger fucking and the hand job but with all the sensations and the nipples I was right on the edge of orgasm but couldn’t cum. This seemed to go on forever. 

The guy kissing me finally pulled back and reached over for his drink. He kept pumping my dick but started to casually sip hi cocktail and enjoy the show. It allowed me to turn my head around to take in the whole scene.

I was facing & straddling the guy pumping my dick. The guy sitting on a barstool to my left had his drink in one hand and his other was finger banging my ass. The third guy was sitting on a barstool on my right with a beer in one hand and my nipple in the other. And the bartender was leaning on the edge of the bar with a huge smile on his face and the bright light from his phone illuminating his face. 

He was videoing this. 

Oh my god. I’m about to cum. The bartender walked toward me to capture every angle of what was going on. I couldn’t take my eyes off the phone. My mind racing about all the possibilities. Was he recording. Live streaming. Am I on PornHub now? Oh My god!

That’s when it happened. I felt the finger in my ass replaced by something cold, well lubed and smooth. And it was about to send me over the edge. It was getting bigger and I slowly turned my head further to see what was going on. When I finally pulled my eye-contact away from the camera I looked down to see that the guy was now fucking me with the neck of his beer bottle. I couldn’t stop the orgasm at that point. Embarrassment shocked me and I snapped my focus back to the camera. My eyes started to roll back into my head as the first volley of cum shot out of my dick. They guys were all cheering me on and that just ratcheted up the orgasm. I  shot load after load as my hips were bucking in time with the beer bottle fucking. 

It seemed to be the longest orgasm of my life. As I started to come down from the high the slow bottle fucking continued into my now stretched out hole. The hand in front kept slowly milking out spurts of cum. And I opened my eyes to see the camera capturing some close ups all around my face and body.

The bartender said ‘ You are gonna want a copy of this. What is your phone number and I’ll text it to you.’

Leave notes in the comments if you would like to hear more. Also - let me know what your kinks are and I may be able to work them into the store as it grows.