I couldn't take my eyes off the hunk across the pool. From where I lounged on one of those red cushioned chaise lounges enjoying my midmorning alcoholic beverage I had no problem drinking in his beauty.
Sometimes he thought he must be a spectacle to these smaller Vietnamese people with his massive, 230-pounds of muscle moving among them. But he was used to it, and he had only one thing on his mind; Brady, who was waiting on him in room eighteen of the Tyler Hotel. The tingling in his loins at the mere thought of the guy quickened his step. What the hell ever gave him the idea that he could take on a big stud marine like Brady anyway?
Relaxing in paradise to avoid the Mid-Atlantic winter, my husband and I managed to spread some holiday cheer . . . by spreading the legs of a local college jock.
Two hot airline passengers met on a flight from San Francisco to New York City. During a stop over in Chicago O'Hare Airport, they wind up in one of the airport restrooms having wild raunchy gay sex.
After I had surprised my baby John by flying to New York and making love with him at his studio apartment, we went to my presidential suite at the five star hotel and had a night of sensuous sucking cock, playing with sex toys and raw sex.
For me it was at an airport. I once went to the DFW airport because I'd heard there were hookers working the bars of the big hotels there. I was in a hotel bar when I figured out that there were no hookers around. The place was kinda deserted and I ended up sitting at the bar beside a guy named Frank from Chicago. He bought me drink and we chatted for a couple of minutes about sports and what have you and then told me, "I came down to the bar ...
Due to a cardiologist convention, our hotel was overbooked and my business associated and I ended up sleeping in the same bed rather than in separate rooms. Between the alcohol, a hot cocktail waitress, and an errant remote control, the night ended in a manner neither of us expected.
Finally Phil goes to be with Mark and he discovers a very sweet man he will share his life with. Next day, after a big emotional surprise he goes to bed with Danny. On Sunday he has sex with Evan and almost a week later with David or "it". Everybody likes having sex with everybody.
Julien's mother's boyfriend takes Julien to a massage parlor for a full-body male massage and then takes him home and fucks him to top off his summer experiences.
Amanda is travelling through Australia and stayed with the infamous Dave Speedo Evans for a couple of days. She was excited to try new things, surfing, scuba diving and just maybe a two guy threesome.
When I was eighteen, I asked a few drunken men to show me their cock and mostly got told to fuck off. Then I started hanging around the men's restrooms in the bus station downtown. I used to go into stalls and read messages written on the walls. I saw one where a man had written to wait outside the restroom around one o'clock on weekdays and he would be there wearing brown slacks and a shirt and tie.
I was on my vacation for a month in Jamaica, sitting in the hotel bar sipping on a Red Stripe Sorrel, a Jamaican brewed beer and relaxing. I'd worked 6 months straight without a break and I was so ready to relax. Then he walked into the bar. Damn he was so handsome and sexy in those painted on Levi jeans. His eyes were an electric blue against his dark brown tanned skin and I couldn't ignore them. They burned into my very soul.
As a business traveler spending weeks out on the road can get long and lonely. I met this great guy and spent a week of fun as he found new experiences.
My first time being an 'escort' was travelling with Patrick to Fiji where we hung out in speedos and fucked each others brains out. Patrick had planned the trip with his long time boyfriend but when they broke up just a month before the trip, Patrick invited me.
Alex (I've written about his first gay experience) was dumped by his girlfriend so we went on a bit of a surfing/sex road trip up to Byron Bay. We ended up hooking up with 2 English guys who were on holidays and the four of us had some speedo fun.
After I have watched for an hour a cute young hitch hiker trying to get a ride from in front of my house under the blistering sun in vain, I invite him in for a glass of ice water.
For those who didn't read my first story let me introduce myself again. I'm in my mid-thirties and just an average guy. I'm married, six-feet tall, one hundred and eighty-five pounds, with dirty-blonde hair and deep blue eyes. Some say that they're bedroom eyes.
The man behind the counter when I got back was a solid built black guy, maybe late 30s, dark skin and with a really nice smile. The name sewed on his shirt over his left pocket was 'Jamal.
I had to drive from the east coast to Texas a couple years back and being a very sexual person decided to explore my bi side. I've always fantasized about being with a man sexually and even masturbated to gay porn a couple of times, but never had the opportunity to actually act out my urges. I decided that this road trip would be my 'sexual awakening' for want of a better title.
Bryce always had a dream of travelling in a huge truck on a trip along the East Coast of the country. They meal and drinks went over very well before Mike invite Bryce for a week on the road with him were he got to deliver a load down to Miami Florida.