Wet and Wild Booze Cruise In Puerto Vallarta

I had been to PV on several occasions with groups of friends. This particular trip had been planned as a birthday celebration for me and my best friend who had been born just three days after me. Unfortunalty, three days before the trip my buddy had a family emergency come up and had to cancel last minute. I had tried to find someone to join me last minute but it seemed all my friends had to work or couldn’t get away. I though about canceling and my buddy insisted that I go on without him and he said he would try to join me for the second week of our planned two week vacation. As bummed as I was to be flying solo the first week, I agreed and kept my flights as planned. I figured I would spend my days at the beach, catch up on some reading and rest up so we could really party once my buddy made it to PV. 

I landed early afternoon on a Thursday and was able to check in to our AirBnB early. After dropping my suitcase and checking out the condo… I quickly changed into my swimsuit, a tank top and a pair of flip flops to head down to the beach. I figured it would be good to go for a long walk on the beach, take a dip in the ocean and maybe catch the sunset before an early dinner. 

Luckily the beach was only about a 10 minute walk from the condo and before I knew it I was able to sink my feet into the warm sand. Something about Mexico always puts me at instant ease. I was wandered along the beach at the edge of the water for a couple hours as the sun started sinking low in the sky. As I climbed over some low rocks along the beach I found myself in a somewhat secluded part of the beach. I guess being a week day and late in the afternoon, most people had head back to home to get ready for dinner or a night out at the clubs. I decided to take a quick swim and then head back to the condo myself. My buddy and I had planned on check out a drag show and stripper bar the first night and I didn’t see any reason to change the plan.

I waded out into the water about waist deep and and fell into a rhythm of the waves rolling in and rocking me back and forth. The swimsuit I had picked out didn’t have a drawstring and with each wave that came crashing in I could feel my suit pull lower on my hips. I’m not sure why, but the waves crashing past my body and tugging on my swimsuit had given me a boner. There was nobody around, so I just stood there letting the waves pull my suit lower and lower until I felt the waist band slip over my my dick and slide down to mid-thigh. With my hard dick now free to bob around in the water, the crashing waves became even more erotic. I was feeling a little bit daring ( and horny ) and so I made no attempt to catch my suit as it slid further and further down until it was trapped around my ankles. It felt so freeing to stand there and let the waves roll against my naked body with my suit swirling in a bunch around my ankles. I‘ve always had a think for skinny dipping, but I never really got the chance very often. So I stood there with my hard dick bobbing around and watch the sun slowly sink below the horizon.

As dusk started to set I decided it was time to head back to the condo to get cleaned up. Still feeling a bit daring and horny I reached down, grabbed my swimsuit and stepped out of it. I was still waist deep in the water so even being totally naked I was in no danger of anyone seeing my hard on. 

As I waded back toward the beach it was getting fairly dark and i paused as the surface of the water hit the top of my hipbones. I was either going to have to put my suit back on or risk flashing my hard cock to anyone that happed by. So with a sigh, I reached down and stepped back into my suit and pulled it back up over my hard cock. I had left my flip flops and tank top on the beach and so with my dick tenting my shorts, I slowly waded out of the water. Once I got my shoes on I conveniently tuck my shirt into the front waistband of my suit to hide the boner and headed back to my condo. 

I passed a few other guys on the way back to the condo. I found myself thinking about how happy I was that we had decided to stay right near the gay beach. It was a little bit further to walk to the gay bars - but it made the days more fun.

After getting back to the condo, I had a light snack, took a quick shower and then started to unpack my stuff into the dresser and closet. The room I was staying in had a huge mirror on the wall facing the foot of the bed. I’m guessing that mirror had seen a LOT of sex from the dudes staying here on vacation. It is always easy to be a bit sluttier on vacation that it is at home. I guess because most of the time you never see those ‘vacation friends‘ again. As I stood there thinking about past vacation hook-ups, I got a good look at myself if the mirror. I had been really working out hard and eating right the past few years and it was paying off. I would never be a body builder, but I had nice round pecs, thick arms and a flat stomach. I wasn’t very hairy, but I did have a light dusting of hair across my pecs that turned into a trail down to my navel to my thick cock. I may not be a body builder, but I was blessed with a good cock. I was for sure a grower. My limp cock hung about four inches and was a little thicker than a roll of quarters. But when I was hard, I was easily eight inches and as thick as a can of Red Bull. 

Feeling a little frisky, and knowing I was on my own tonight, I decided to show off a little skin for my night on the town. I picked out a pair of thin white linen shorts and a light blue short sleeve button up linen shirt. I slipped on the shorts with no underwear and then pulled on the shirt leaving it open to show off my chest and happy trail. Looking in the mirror I tugged my shorts low on my hips so it was clear I wasn’t wearing any underwear. I topped off the look with a pair of flip flops and a dark blue baseball cap pulled down low over my eyes.

With that I was ready to go. I stopped through the kitchen and did a couple shots of tequila as I googled what was happening at the bars that evening. After my third shot I headed out for my night on the town. Our condo had a digital lock on the door so I  decided to leave my wallet at home and just a wad of cash to pay for drinks and tip the sexy strippers at the bar.

It was a hot still night and I started to sweat after only a few blocks of walking. By the time I turned on to the street with all the gay bars I was suddenly super aware of how my shorts were clinging to my thighs and crotch from the sweating. Luckily, the tequila had created a decent buzz so I decided to venture in to the closest bar for another shot of liquid courage. Even on a weekday night the bar was crowded for happy hour. The bar was open to the street and I was angled my way into the crowd working my way to the bar through a clump of muscle daddies who had already abandoned their shirts for the evening. 

As with most gay bars in PV the flirting was fast and furious. My chest, ass and dick was grabbed multiple times as I pushed through the crowd and I happily smiled and chuckled in response. After having a shot and grabbing a beer I wandered back into the crowd looking for a good place to stand out of the way. As I passed the group of daddies again, one of them reached out and pulled my arm toward them. “Come join us drink…” He looked like something out of porn magazine so I didn’t even hesitate. 

Fast forward a few beers and I had learned they were visiting from Chicago. It was three couples here to spend two weeks. Throughout our conversation there was plenty of chest rubbing and tweaking my nipples. One of the guys had even commented on my shorts before reaching down to tug on the head of my dick through my shorts. Which of course have me a semi-hard on. 

They asked what my plan was and I told them I planned on hitting the stripper bar and then ending up at the dance club later. They jumped at the opportunity and suggested we head on over to the strip club. 

As we arrived I thought it would hav been much busier - but I guest it was still early for this town. We grabbed some drinks at the bar and then moved our way over to a long bench along one wall. Right away a couple dancers walked over and started flirting. They were both huge. All muscles and very little clothing. We tipped and talked and ordered more drinks until one of the guys I was with asked me if I wanted a lap dance. Who am I to turn that down. So he grabbed me and one of the strippers by the hands and walked us to the back of the bar where there were some booths divided by curtains hanging from the ceiling. The stripper led us behind one of the curtains and pulled it closed.

My new friend, Bob, sat down on the bench and then pulled me backwards to sit in his lap. Then the dancer walked up, put his hands on my shoulders and pushed my back into the chest of the guy I was sitting on. He strattled  my legs and started to grind against my chest with his underwear covered cock. Bob reached from behind me and grabbed my arms and lifted my hands up to reach around and grab hold of the dancers ass. This just made the dancer grind harder as he used the friction on my chest to tug his underwear lower and lower about half way down the shaft of his now hard cock. With me squeezing the dancers ass, the guy behind me reached around my chest, through my open shirt and started to play with my nipples. Instantly my dick went full boner. The tequila, nipple play and hot dancer made my head swim. I was really getting into the show when Bob reached up and pulled my shirt off over my shoulders. Caught up in the moment I slipped my arms out of the sleeves and Bob laid my shirt on the table beside us.

With my shirt off, Bob then reached back around to my chest to keep working my nipples. The dancer was still rubbing his hard cock on my chest to the rhythm of the music, and with a quick motion Bob reach up and pulled the dancers dick out of the front of his underwear. The dancer took the opportunity to lean backwards so we could get a clear view of his thick, hard, uncut cock being pushed up to a 45 degree angle by the waist band of his underwear now positioned below his thick heavy balls. 

With the amount of beer and tequila coursing though me, I’m sure I was not subtle with my staring. I watched as Bob let go of one of my nipples to reach up and start stroking the dancers cock. The dancer rolled his hips with each stroke. I was watching his hard abs flex and roll with each stroke Bob took. The dancer was just staring into my eyes and smiling a huge smile as Bob worked his dick. I felt Bob let go of My other nipple and slide behind me. Then with out warning I felt Bob push my head down and forward until the tip of the dancers dick touched my lips.

My heart jumped into my throat and I thought for sure this dancer was going to be pissed. But instead he just kept smiling and reached up with one of his hands to help Bob hold my head as he thrusted his dick tip at my lips. I was smiling and laughing and then I thought “ what the hell”. I opened my mouth a little and let the dancer slide his dick in between my front teeth. Instead of pulling right back out - he jus held it there. Both he and Bob kept their hands on the back of my head until I relaxed a little and let his dick slide in a few more inches. This game continued until I was having to breath through my nose and I felt his hard cock slide into the back of my throat. 

When I though I would start gagging, he changed course and slid out of my mouth until jus the tip was between my lips. I looked up at him laughing and smiling and he just smiled back and nodded his head before sliding his cock back into my open mouth.

I would have never have done something like this in front my normal friends. But since I barely knew any of these guys, I thought …why not. So I reached up and grabbed on to the dancers hips and let him start slow fucking my mouth. I could tell Bob was loving the show because I could feel his hard cock against my ass. The music had increased in both volume and tempo as the club start to ramp up for the night. The dancer had also picked up the pace and was fucking my face at a pretty good pace. So much so, that I was holding onto his hips to keep him from going too deep with his thrusts. I was so focused on the face fucking that I barely noticed when Bob reached down to the button and zipper on my shorts and freed my now hard cock. With my cock out in his hand, he began to beat my meat to the rhythm of the face fucking I was taking. This sent me into full slut mode. I was sure that I was headed to a quick orgasm so I just went with the moment and looked forward to the thrill to come.

I was really getting into it, moaning and rolling my hips. Sucking the dancers cock and holding on to his hips for balance. I was getting close to shooting my load and could feel all the muscles in my back start to tighten up. That was when I felt Bob reach down to my waist and lift me up off his lap until I was standing. This made me have to bend at the waist to keep the dancers dick in my mouth as he continued fucking my face. Then with a quick jerk I felt my shorts whipped down to my ankles. Surprise made me gag a little and before I could regain my thoughts I felt Bob spread my ass cheeks and start tonging my now exposed asshole. 

My knees were shaking as I stood there bent over getting face fucked while this dude I just met ate my ass. Somehow, I had gone from getting a lap dance to now being a sex doll for two strangers. Once you are horned up, it’s really hard to shift gears. My dick was still hard and I was totally turned on, so I did nothing to stop what was happening. Once again I found myself just going with the moment that evening and decided to just get into the moment…after all it felt amazing. Once I made up my mind, I went all in. Grunting with each thrust and at both ends. I was groaning and really getting into it. I must have gotten loud enough to draw attention because with out notice the curtain between the booths pulled back and another stripper stepped into our booth from the booth next door. He was all smiles and quickly whipped out his hard dick to start jerking it while watching my show. 

He was standing just behind and to the side of the stripper fucking my face so I could watch him jerking to the show. I was so focused on the new guy that I was caught off gaurd as the stripper in front of me grunted and pulled my mouth all the way to his pubes as he started shooting cum down my throat. I started coughing and gagging and trying to pull back as the blasts of cum oozed out of my lips around his cock as I sputtered for air. Bob never stopped tounging my ass and instead reached under and between my legs to start milking my cock. I was so close to cumming too. Without warning the stripper stepped back and pulled out of my mouth - he grabbed the new stripper and transfered my hands from his hips to the hips of the new stripper as he stepped up and slid his dick into my still open mouth. 

Just like that - I had a new stripper fucking my face while Bob continued his assault on my ass as he pumped my dick. With cum dripping down my chin the new stripper started fucking my face in time with the music. The original stripper slipped out of the booth and was gone. I returned my focus to my own orgasm and was now determined to shoot my load and then get my clothes back on. The music was thumping as I grunted towards my orgasm. I could feel my self getting close and I tried to hold back a little bit longer. 

Two things happened at once. I felt the first electric wave wash over my body when my orgasm hit - at the very same moment there was a flash of bright lights and cool air as the curtain to our booth was thrown open wide and the rest of Bob’s buddies stepped in around us. The stripper yelled ”Oh Fuck! I’m Cumming!“ and shot his load as the first blast of cum left my dick.

Bob’s buddies, and the rest of the bar, watched as the new stripper unloaded in my mouth and I unloaded on the floor. I rode the waves of my orgasm and let Bob milk load after load out of my dick.

As my orgasm faded I could feel the embarrassment start to warm my face. The dancer pulled his dick out of my mouth and Bob pulled me backwards to sit on his lap again.…with cum running down my face and my shorts around my ankles. I collapsed backward from exhaustion making no effort to pull up my shorts or hide my still hard and dripping dick. As I looked up at Bob’s friends surrounding us I noticed they had their phones out recording, and a new wave of embarrassment hit me. I scrambled to stand up, pull my shorts up and stuff my dick into them. I grabbed my shirt off the table and was about to head to the door when Bob reached up and grabbed my hand. ” Hey! Where are you going? That was so much fun...you can’t go home now. The night is just getting started.”  I was bright red and apologized. I told them I didn’t know what got into me, that I normally don’t act like that. Bob said, “ Dude, don’t even worry about it. Everyone had fun. And the night is just getting started. Let‘s get you a beer to wash down the cum and we can head to the next bar! “ 

And so we did…