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March 20
Billy
Spring Break at last! Not that things have been so bad at school. Even mid terms were pretty good for Danny and me both. But the idea of a vacation like this just blows me away. Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. Man, I've never been anywhere on vacation except visiting relatives in North Carolina. And going with Danny and Lucy makes it even better. And to think that two months ago we couldn't afford food and didn't know if we were going to be able to get all of our books for the semester; that makes this trip so much more than just a vacation. It's a sign that we have survived. That we will survive. For a while I didn't think we would. But we have and this trip is proof.
Our mid terms were over yesterday, so Lucy was waiting at the dorm Thursday at 3:30 when we were done.
"All ready to go, boys?"
"Yeah, we packed last night. I guess you could say we're a little overeager to get going."
"I am too, Danny. Brad's coming over to the house this tonight with the maps to plan the trip. I can't wait to see him. We talk on the phone now and then and write all the time but we haven't seen each other in almost two months. But the real torture is that I have to wait until we get to the hotel on Saturday to get into his pants."
"Tell you what, Luce. When it's Danny's turn to drive tomorrow night, I'll sit in the front with him and you can blow Brad in the back seat. It'll be dark and we promise we won't watch. Hell, I may blow Danny while he's driving."
"Thanks, but no thanks, Billy. I can just see us getting pulled over by some South Carolina small town cop. A black boy blowing a white boy in the front seat: a half black Puerto Rican girl blowing another white boy in the back seat. We'd be spending a lot more than spring break in some small southern jail. I think I can wait until Saturday."
We got home around five and Aunt Connie told us dinner would be ready at seven.
"Brad called and I told him to be here not to be a minute past seven or I wouldn't let him have any food."
"You weren't that fresh to him, Aunt Connie."
"I sure was. I've got to let him know who's in charge here, though to be honest, he sounded so eager to see you he may be here at six."
Aunt Connie really outdid herself, again. Considering she had taught all day, she put on a full roast turkey dinner, just like Thanksgiving, which in a way it was. Danny and I had each other, in spite of all the shit we'd gone through and all I'd put him through. And Lucy had Brad, who has almost convinced us he deserves her. And then there's Aunt Connie, our rock, mother to us all. It was an incredibly festive meal, full of anticipation of the trip, but with an underlying feeling of how much we all had to be thankful for.
Danny
Brad brought the maps. They always made me excited about a trip. I'd always collected road maps from gas stations. When I was a kid and we drove to Tennessee every summer to visit my grandparents, every time we'd stop for gas I'd head for the soda machine for a Dr. Pepper, which we couldn't get up north, and then the rack of maps to see if there were any I didn't already have. A Boy Scout camping trip out west a couple of years ago was a bonanza for me. I could pore over those maps for hours, plotting imaginary trips, wondering what the towns with the funny names were like. I wanted to go everywhere and see everything. And I did with my maps. Now they are in a box on the floor of the closet that used to be mine in my parent's house. I guess I'll never see them again. I've got to stop thinking about that life. It's over and never coming back.
But Brad's got new maps and this time we're planning a real trip.
"The whole trip took Mark and me 26 hours last year. We took my Camaro, but the back seat isn't very comfortable for two for a long trip, especially if you're trying to sleep. So I talked my Mom into swapping cars for the week. We'll be traveling in style in her Sedan Deville. They're building Interstate 95, but not much of it is done, so for the most part we have to take local highways once we get south of Washington. And they go through small towns and cities where you can't make time. The small towns are the worst. You HAVE to stick to the speed limit. They make all of their money on speeding tickets, which you have to pay on the spot or go to jail. So watch your speed, always. The Caddy has a way of taking off on it's own."
"Yeah, I can't imagine anything those southern troopers would like better than to lock up our little mixed group."
"Oh, Billy, I spent a lot of time in Tennessee as a kid and I don't remember it being that bad."
"That's because you are white, which is what you're supposed to be down there."
"Sorry, Billy, that was stupid of me to say, now that I think of it, I did see an awful lot of segregation and prejudice, but I really didn't pay much attention, mainly because I was a kid and it didn't affect me personally."
"Well, I think we should all be on the lookout. We're quite a target, an interracial gay couple and an interracial straight couple together. Billy's right. I'm not sure the south is ready for this northern invasion."
"Brad, do you really think this could be dangerous?"
"Not dangerous, Lucy. I just think that, leaving here before rush hour in the morning, we'll probably be somewhere in North Carolina by dark. And I think it would be a good idea to make as few stops as possible during the night. We can be in Florida by dawn."
"Yeah, Luce, I think if we have to stop in the night for gas, or coffee, or whatever, it would be better if the two blonde white boys got out and took care of things while us colored folk stayed in the car."
"Gee, Billy, I never heard you step back that way. It makes me a little bit more serious about the driving part of the trip."
"Well, be serious about it, Danny, my love. Only five or six years ago they were turning fire hoses and dogs on people like me and Lucy, and killing white boys like you and Brad for helping people like us. And Lester Maddux is the governor of Georgia, which we have to pass through."
"Enough of the pessimism, guys. This is spring break. It's party time. Now we have three drivers. I thought that during the day we'd do two-hour shifts, at night, three hours. That way, each of us could get six hours sleep at night. Billy's the wild card. Whenever two of the three of us are sleeping, you have to be awake to keep the driver company."
"No problem, Brad. It's the least I can do."
"Okay, everybody stop worrying. This is gonna be fantastic. Mark and I had a great time last year."
"So you went with Mark last year? How's he gonna feel about being dumped for me?"
"Not bad at all Lucy. First, he's really glad that you and I hit it off. Obviously, he thinks the world of you. Plus, due to some strange scheduling, his Spring Break is next week. So he couldn't do this in any event."
Lucy
We made good time at first-all turnpikes and expressways. South of Washington, it was slower. But we took our time, worshipped the speeding laws and made it to Florida by dawn. At one point in the night, I think it was somewhere in North Carolina, it was my turn to drive. Billy and Danny were sleeping in the backseat. Brad was half turned in the passenger's seat, looking at Danny sleeping, cuddled in Billy arms.
"You know, Lucy, I really can't pretend to understand it, everything inside me rebels against it, but those two belong together. Have you ever seen puppies sleep together? Wrapped up and on top of each other. Billy and Danny are like that. They wrap around each other; they hold each other. I really believe they go off into another world together. That's what I want. To love and be loved so perfectly."
"Are you telling me that I don't do it for you, blondie, that we're not a good match?"
"Not at all, my love. You do it all for me like no one I've ever known. We have the best conversations ever and the best sex ever. But those two guys are something really special. They're sound asleep and I look at them and all I see is love. And you can't imagine how freaky that is hearing those words come from my mouth."
"Yeah, Brad. I think I know what you're talking about. Most people are looking for something special. We have that, maybe even extra-special. But what Billy and Danny have is ultra-special, nearly perfect, except that they're human, so they fuck it up now and then. Looking back, I think I saw that from the moment I met them, from that very first picture I took of them. I saw it as an artist, but didn't absorb it as a person for a long time."
"Well, I can't pretend that I can think about two guys having sex and feel all warm and cozy, but I sure feel differently about gay guys now than I did a couple of months ago."
Danny
When I woke up Saturday morning and saw the palm trees and realized we were in Florida, I couldn't help but think, 'Thank God we're finally here'. All of those trips to Tennessee as a kid, but they weren't straight through. And, with the whole family being white, it never even occurred to me to think of what it must be like to be black in the south. But somehow being in Florida made me feel okay. So many kids I grew up with went to Florida on winter vacations. It was more like an extension of home than the south I knew about.
"So how long to Ft. Lauderdale?
"Six or seven hours, depending on how much traffic and how much highway they've built."
"Oh, gosh, Brad, I thought we were there. This is longer than I thought."
"Don't worry, Danny, it's not really that much farther. We're making good time. Your shift is in a half an hour. Try to get a little more sleep."
Next thing I knew, we were stopped and Brad was shaking me.
"Hey Danny, it's your turn. I don't want to wake up Lucy, so if you don't mind me sleeping in the back with Billy, can you take over? Just stay on Rt. 1. If you see signs for I-95 south, follow them. Otherwise, Rt. 1 is it."
I got out of the car and kissed Brad on the cheek. I think it shocked him. But he hugged me in return. The only guy who has ever hugged me besides Billy is my Dad. It was a difficult moment. I drove my shift and the others slept. No problem. Lucy was sleeping next to me and Brad and Billy were sleeping in the back. Though Billy had his arms wrapped around Brad, I knew he was thinking of me. I followed Brad's directions and the others slowly woke up and went back to sleep.
"Hey, white boy, how did I end up with another white boy in my arms?"
"It was time to change drivers and we didn't want to wake anyone up. He's okay Billy. Brad is really a good guy."
"Yeah, well, he's beautiful, but he's not you. When do I get to hold you again?"
"Soon, baby. It's Lucy's turn to drive in about half an hour. Then we can all switch around. We're almost there. We're in Florida with only a few hours to go."
"Hey, black boy. What are you doing with your arms around my boyfriend?"
"To be honest, Luce, I'm not really sure. But he feels good. Now I know why you like him. Though I'm not sure you can appreciate his butt properly. But my white boy feels so much better."
"Where are we Danny? Is this trip ever going to end?"
"Only sleeping beauty knows. But from what he told me we only have a few more hours to go. We passed through Daytona Beach about half an hour ago."
"You mean we're in Florida?"
"Yeah, Lucy, but it's apparently a huge state and Ft. Lauderdale is near the bottom, so don't get too excited."
Billy and Lucy dozed off again and I kept going, taking Lucy's shift. I love to drive, so it didn't matter to me. I found Ft. Lauderdale and even managed to find our way to the hotel on the Strip. It was such a great feeling to wake the others up with a yell.
"Hey, we 're here! Wake up and get your crap out of the car. We're on vacation!"
Billy
Danny made me feel really bad waking me up at the front door of the hotel. I mean I felt bad enough not being able to help with the driving. But for all of us to sleep until close to noon and let him drive the last hours on his own, I just felt we owed him. So after we checked into the hotel, I told Brad and Lucy to give us some time. I told them that we would call them when we were ready to go out.
We ran into a slight problem checking into the hotel. I mean, the clerk himself was really nice, a young white guy not much older than us. But what he told us made me wonder if we'd picked the right place to stay.
"Please don't tell anyone I said this, but the management here isn't very liberal or accepting. Until the law forced them a few years ago, they didn't allow blacks to stay here, only work out of sight in the kitchen and laundry. It doesn't really matter who ends up rooming with whom, but to save trouble I suggest that you two white guys register for one room and you two register for the other. You can sleep wherever you like, but officially, it would look better this way."
"You're not serious. My cousin and I stayed here last year and I never saw any problems. If I'd known, I would have made arrangements somewhere else."
"I assure you there won't be any problems, but why not make it as easy as possible?"
So Brad and Danny registered for one room and William and Lucy Matthews (Hey, why not go all the way?) registered for the other.
We got our bags up to the room. It looked out across the street to the wide beach and the beautiful light blue ocean. It was 11 in the morning, but Danny was obviously dragging. I was thinking that maybe he and Brad had done more than their share of driving, giving Lucy a break. I felt so bad that I couldn't help. As much as it unnerves me, Danny's gonna have to teach me to drive this summer.
So I did what I could to help. After quickly unpacking, we undressed and took a shower. Danny wasn't too responsive, but he felt so good. My hands were all over him, lathering him, squeezing him all over, grabbing his tiny waist, his pecs, his firm little butt. I was hard as a rock from the second we got into the room. I really had to be in him. I soaped up my big hard dick and got behind Danny. A little foreplay with my fingers told me that his exhaustion translated in relaxation, so I slid my thick rod up into him. For a minute, I didn't want to fuck him. I didn't want to cum inside him. I just thought how wonderful it would be if I could stay inside him forever. Oh God, I love this boy. I don't need to cum. I just need to be connected to him forever.
"Fuck me, Billy. Make love to me. Be a part of me."
He was barely whispering, he was so tired, but he was expressing the exact feelings I was feeling. Sometimes it scares me how we connect. And so I fucked him, slowly and gently, just sliding in and out of his tight little hole. I picked up a little speed as I felt my cum begin to boil up inside me, but was careful to be gentle with my exhausted white boy. I reached around in front of him and grabbed his hard dick and started stroking it in time with my easy pumping. Danny put his hands against the wall of the shower and I just slid my big thick black cock in and out of his hot tight little white butt over and over again. Even though it was one of the gentlest lovemaking sessions we'd had, I don't think I've ever cum so much. It was like all of me pouring into him. And he came all over the wall. I collapsed against him, gasping for breath.
We dried off and lay down on the bed. I spooned Danny from the rear and was immediately hard again. Man, what this boy does to me.
"I'm not up for another round, but I'd really like to feel you inside me again. Can you just slide it in until I fall asleep?"
What a question, though I don't know if I'll be able to keep from pumping once I'm inside. I lubed us up and sipped into his hot little pucker and just held him in my arms. I think we were both asleep in five seconds.
Danny
I woke up with Billy on top of me and still inside me. Oh, damn, was that a great feeling. We couldn't have been sleeping long or we would have come apart. But I realized where we were and woke Billy up.
"Billy, we're in Florida and we're sleeping through it."
"Even worse, Danny, I'm in your ass and I'm sleeping through it."
As soon as he said that, I felt him start to swell inside me. He was definitely waking up. He grabbed some lube and put it around our 'connection' and slowly began to thrust into me. As he became rock hard and the lube worked it's magic, he really started pumping. I lifted my ass a bit so he could have a better shot at it. He just plowed into me. I don't think he was completely awake but was going on instinct. And damn, do I love his instincts. He fucked me so hard and so nice. I didn't come this time, but I didn't have to. I got what I wanted and needed. And I had an ass full of cum to prove it.
"Hey, babe, we'd better shower again and go find Lucy and Brad. They're probably wondering what happened to us."
"You sure? I mean, don't you want to cum?"
"I came once. That will hold me until tonight when I cum in your ass. And that's a promise."
"Ooh, butch little white boy. I can't wait."
We showered together quickly, no simple task, then threw on some summer stuff and knocked on the door between our rooms. After a few minutes of pounding on the door, Brad opened it, stark naked, about half hard. God was he gorgeous, and really hung too. As much as his beauty turned me on, I couldn't help but think how Lucy had hit the jackpot. He was sleepy, but not uptight. "
"Hey guys, c'mon in. We really should get out and explore."
I looked past the beautiful naked Brad and saw Lucy lying naked, asleep on the bed.
"Oh, shit, Brad, we shouldn't be here. Let's meet downstairs in ten minutes for a late lunch."
"Yeah, Brad. Wake up Luce, splash some cold water on her face and come have lunch with us. I think we've got a lot of fucking out of our systems."
"Okay, Billy, see you in the lobby in a few minutes."
Lucy
After the fiasco of registration, we took our bags up to the rooms. At least the clerk gave us adjoining rooms, so no one could tell who was sleeping in which room. But how ridiculous. Even with all of the retired Northerners in Florida, it was still the South.
"Hey guys, how about this for a plan? Lucy, Brad and I got a lot of sleep this morning, but Danny must be tired. Why don't we unpack, lie down for an hour or so, then have lunch and go across the street to the beach. Danny can go back to sleep, coated with tons of sunscreen. And if he starts to burn we can cover him with towels. You look like you probably burn pretty easy too, Brad."
"Yeah, I have to watch it, but going by your schedule, we probably won't be on the beach until nearly three, which is a good time to start."
"I don't burn very easily, but wait until you see how black I can get."
So we retired to our rooms for a bit. I was so glad Billy asked for some time alone when we got to the hotel. I wanted so much for some time with Brad but couldn't bring myself to ask. We had just closed the door of our room when I jumped him. Pushed him over to the bed and started ripping his clothes off.
"Whoa, lady, where is this coming from?"
"From seven weeks without you and then over 24 hours in a car with you unable to touch you. I want you. I want your body. I want you in me, now."
"Hmm, I think I could get into that dominant side of you. We'll have to explore that. But for now, I think I can take charge."
And boy did he take charge. He stripped us both, worked his way from toe to head with his tongue, spending an amazing amount of time on my nipples before going in for the kill. Though he had prepared me wonderfully, he literally fucked me senseless. I can't count the number of orgasms I had. I know they were separate, but it just seemed to be one long orgasm. And I think he had more than one himself. He came but stayed inside me and didn't get soft. After a few minutes of gently making out he started pumping into me again. It was astounding. He just kept going. The second time took longer, but he used that time to make me come over and over. I was exhausted by the end.
"Damn, you are superman. How did you do that?"
"Well, to start, I've missed you a whole lot. And you do things to my head and heart that no one ever has before. Plus, I think Billy and Danny are contagious."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, they love each other so much. And I think that just being around them, it rubs off. And this morning, waking up in Billy's arms was a very strange experience."
"You mean you got turned on by Billy?"
"No. I don't mean that at all. You of all people should know how much I like girls. A few months ago, I would have completely freaked out if a guy tried to hug me. This morning I was really tired from driving and Danny and I just switched places so we wouldn't bother you two. I fell asleep and woke up with Billy holding me the way he holds Danny. And it was a great feeling to be held like that. Danny is a lucky guy to be loved so much. Am I a lucky guy too?"
"I think you just might be, Brad."
I thought about the boys. As horny as my two boys usually are, Danny was so tired that I'm sure they went right to sleep. Yeah, right.
We must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew, Brad was gently shaking my shoulder. I opened my eyes to be greeted by the beautiful sight of his somewhat engorged penis, inches from my face. I instinctively took it in my mouth and began to suck.
"Lucy, as much as I love that, we don't have time. Billy and Danny were just here and we're meeting them in the lobby in ten minutes, which means a really fast shower and even faster dressing."
"They were here? In this room?"
"Well, in the doorway. Why?'
"Because we're both naked, you sweet moron. You opened the door like that?"
"He looked down.
"Yeah, I guess I'm a bit groggier than I thought. But they both backed out into their room when they saw you on the bed and suggested we meet downstairs. That's why we should hurry."
"Okay, let's get going."
The boys were waiting for us in the lobby and we decided to have lunch in the cafe on the balcony over the front entrance of the hotel. What a great view of The Strip. A wide city street lined on one side by hotels, shops, restaurants and nightclubs, and on the other side was the most beautiful beach I'd ever seen. We spent a long time over lunch, just soaking up the area. I started by teasing Brad.
"So what do you guys think of Brad's dick? I hear he was flashing you earlier."
"Well, he wasn't really hard, Luce, but it looked pretty impressive to me, especially for a white guy. What did you think, Danny?
"I was impressed. Of course, I have only yours and mine to compare it to, but I'd say he's closer to your size than mine. Maybe after lunch, we can go to the room and line up, get hard and have Lucy measure."
By this point, Brad was beet red and Lucy was looking very uncomfortable.
"Okay, guys, I know I started it, but enough. Let's change the subject. Isn't this place really beautiful? I've been to San Juan with Aunt Connie a number of times, and it's even more tropical, but it's very Spanish, especially the old town. This is tropical, but very American."
"Can you believe the thousands of college kids packed on the sidewalks? It's amazing."
"What do you say we get ready and go across the street and see if we can squeeze onto the beach?"
Billy
The guys from the poker game had chipped in for two obscenely tiny bright red swimsuits for our trip on the condition that we wear them at this week's game, which they held Wednesday because we were leaving campus Thursday. We had to wear shorts over them to go through the lobby. We met the others in the lobby. You could see Lucy's black bikini through her oversized white tee shirt. Brad was wearing a tee and tight white trunks that showed an ample bulge in front. No wonder Lucy's been smiling so much. They both looked puzzled by our cut-offs. We lugged our stuff across the street to the beach and found a spot big enough for the four of us. We spread our stuff out and took off our shirts, then our shorts.
Brad and Lucy gasped as one.
"Jesus, guys, you could be arrested in those."
"Don't be silly Luce, they're almost as big as the bottom half of your suit."
"Yeah, but you guys have a lots more packed into them. And the color. It's like a fire engine, designed to attract attention."
"Danny calls it 'Come Fuck Me Red'. I think the name fits. How about you?"
"As straight as I am, they almost make me want to fuck you both."
"Uh, excuse me Brad, I spent a lot of money on this bikini and you're ogling the guys?'
"I'm just kidding, baby. You saw the hardon I popped in the room when you came out of the bathroom wearing it."
"Yeah, Luce, it's really hot. Almost makes me think I may be closer to a 5 than a 6 on the Kinsey scale."
I lathered my white boy with sunscreen while Lucy covered Brad. By the time we were done, they were both forced to lie on their stomachs. In two minutes, Danny was sound asleep. The ride had done him in, and maybe the fuck in the shower and the fuck in the bed had taken a little out of him as well. I know they took more than a little out of me and put it into him.
"So, Brad, you've done this before. Other than lying on the beach, the one thing Danny and I want to do is dance our asses off. Do you know any good places?"
"There's a good club in the hotel, and a couple of others within a few blocks. But as hard as it is to tell who is dancing with who, it might not be a good idea for the two of you to dance together, especially at the hotel, Maybe all four of us could get away with dancing together. Or we might just have to take turns dancing with Lucy."
"Shit. I've got to dance with my Danny. And he's got to dance with me. There's gotta be someplace cool in this town where we can all get down."
"That guy at the front desk might be someone to talk to. He seemed to figure out our situation."
We spent the rest of the afternoon lying on the beach, rolling Danny every 15 minutes or so, with all of us spreading sunscreen all over him, even Brad. He was our sex object for the day.
Danny
Oh God, I've never slept on a beach before. But I don't feel too burned. It was nice. I needed the sleep and every time I woke up someone was rubbing lotion all over me. One time I woke up for a second and Brad's crotch was in my face. Man, I think he could give Billy a run for his money. His semi-erect dick went sideways in his tight suit and seemed to wrap around his waist. They woke me up around 6.
"Damn! You let me sleep all afternoon."
"You needed it, baby. That'll teach you to drive everyone else's shifts."
"I'm still so sleepy. Are you sure it's as late as it is?"
"Yeah, it is, Danny. Time to go shower and change and get ready for dinner, my treat."
"No way, Brad. We pay our own way."
"Hey, I didn't tell Lucy either, but first night and last night are my treat. The rest of the trip, we all pay our own way. I did it with Mark last year and I want to do it with you."
"Just don't go crazy, Brad. The boys and I really get off on Burger King,"
"It won't be Burger King, but it will be casual. Dress loose, but not obscene, and we'll have a great time. I've got a great restaurant picked out, if you like Chinese-type food."
We packed up and Billy and I put on our shorts to walk over to the hotel. Fortunately, the same clerk was still on the desk. Brad went over and talked to him a bit
"He said he'd make reservations for us at the restaurant and even knew of a new gay place where we can all dance. I'm not sure I can handle a gay bar though."
"Don't worry, Brad. It should be obvious to everyone that you and Luce are together, but if there are a few that come after you, I'll make it clear you are mine. I may have to grab your crotch or ass now and then to prove it, but keep in mind it's nothing personal. Just go with it."
Lucy
Oh, what a great afternoon on the beach! Danny slept through it all, as he should have after driving the last six hours himself. We all kept covering him with sunscreen and rolling him. Even Brad, which was nice of him. And I kept sunscreen on Brad and he even let Billy put some on him. And even though I'm a bit darker and Billy is a lot darker, we can still burn so we made sure to cover one another.
The desk clerk made reservations for us at a place called The Mai Tai on Route 1 for 8:30, so we had plenty of time to wash the sand and lotion off and relax. Brad and I showered together of course, and made love in the shower. It was the first time I'd every done that, the first time I ever made love standing up. It was amazing. In that position, he hit the right spot with every thrust. It was like one long continuous orgasm.
As we were drying off, I told him how great it was.
"That was just incredible. We're going to have to try out the shower at Billy and Danny's apartment some time. Not that I have ANY complaints about what we do in bed, but standing up is beyond words."
"We don't have to be in a shower to do it standing up. We should use our imagination and try it in all kinds of places."
"Ooh, that sounds a little kinky. I like that."
"And I like that you like that. We'll work on it."
We decided we had time to lie down for an hour, so we called down to the desk for a wake-up call. We cuddled on the bed, nude, and the next thing I knew the phone was ringing. We had just finished dressing when there was a knock on the door connecting our rooms. I unlocked our side and opened the door to see Danny standing there, smiling and looking refreshed.
"Well, you look like your old self again. Did you get some more sleep?"
"Yeah, we took a nap. But first we showered. This morning Billy fucked my brains out in the shower and then again in bed, but I got him back at him this time."
"Yo, Danny! You're putting pictures in my head that I don't wanna see."
"Sorry, Brad. I didn't see you standing there. But if you're going to spend a week around us, you're going to hear worse that that, mostly from Billy."
"Don't believe him, Brad. Every since Danny discovered sex and I taught him to talk dirty, he's not the sweet innocent babe he appears to be. You wouldn't believe what comes out of his mouth when he's got his legs wrapped around my waist and I'm pounding his ass."
"C'mon, guys. Give me a break. This is new for me, though I have a feeling it will be old hat by the end of the week."
"Let me take care of this, Brad. Go easy on him boys because if you don't, in the middle of dinner, I'm going to describe in explicit detail how Brad made me come twice just by eating my pussy this morning."
All three of them screamed, "Lucy!!" at the same time. But at least it put an end to the sex talk for a while.
Danny
We found The Mai Tai without any trouble. The place was huge. It looked like a Tahitian beach shack enlarged to the size of a mansion. Even as big as it was, there was a waiting list for tables. Since we had reservations, we were taken straight to our table and given drink menus and food menus. We all ordered exotic drinks that came with little umbrellas in them. My drink was served in a coconut. Nothing on the menu sounded at all familiar, but at least each entree explained what was in it. We all ordered something different.
"What do you say we share when the food gets here? That way we each get to try everything."
"Sounds fine to me, Brad. None of you ordered anything I don't think I could eat."
"Same here. What about you, Luce?"
"Okay by me. If I have another drink like this I won't care what or who I'm eating."
"Hey, Brad, better not let her have any more to drink until the food comes. Maybe they have tea here like in Chinese restaurants."
"Good idea, Danny. We're all drinking on empty stomachs and we have a long night ahead of us."
We were all sipping our tea when they brought the food. Each of our meals was on small platters, plus we had plates, so it was easy for us to share.
"This is a little like Chinese, but somehow different. I can't describe it, but it's good."
"The only Chinese food I've ever had is Chow Mein, Lucy, and this is nothing like that. But it really is good."
"I've never had anything Chinese, but I could get hooked on this. It's all fantastic."
"I thought you guys would like it. I brought Mark here last year and he loved it."
"Just the two of you came down last year?"
"Yeah, Lucy. I was seeing a girl at school, but it was nothing serious, and Mark wasn't seeing anyone, so we came down as two bachelors on the prowl."
"And did you two studs end up de-flowering all of the virgins in town?"
Brad looked thoughtful for a while, lost in memory.
"No, actually, it wasn't like that at all. I mean, we went out and drank every night and danced with a lot of girls. But we mostly just hung out together, getting to know one another again. We were best buddies as kids, when my family lived in Morristown near his. But then Dad made some money and we moved to Mendham, and we went to different schools and had different friends and fell into just being cousins who saw each other on holidays. Last Spring Break, we caught up and became best friends again."
"You mean you guys came all the way down here for the wildest week of the year and neither of you got any?"
"Well, Billy, there was one night I made Mark take a book down to the lobby to read for a while. Don't worry, Lucy, I'm not going to go into any details. But when I escorted her out to get a cab, poor Mark was sound asleep on one of the couches. I practically had to carry him up to the room."
"I know you have a little history, Brad. It doesn't bother me, but as you said, I don't want to hear the details. You know I have a little history, too. Most kids our age do."
Billy
We'd been talking quite a while after eating and we seemed to have reached an awkward moment.
"Hey, guys, it's almost 11:30. Why don't we get out of here and try to find that place the desk clerk recommended? I think we could all use some dancing."
"Sounds like a great idea, Billy, though I may spend the night hiding behind the three of you. We've had more than a bit to drink and should dance it off. I'll get the check."
"Are you sure Brad? This has got to cost a lot. We should all chip in."
"I'm sure, Danny. I want to do this. You have no idea how important the three of you have become to me."
So Brad paid the bill and we drove south on the highway. The Copa was hard to miss. There was this huge lit up sign on the left with letters that had to be fifteen feet high. We parked and pushed our way though the crowd outside to the front door. After paying the cover, we went in. God, what a place. Danny and Lucy and I had been to a few bars in the Village, but they were little taverns compared to this. This was a wonderland, a huge room with a large sunken dance floor on the right, backed up by a wall of mirrors. There were several bars scattered around the outside of the room. To our right was a slightly elevated area with tables and chairs overlooking the dance floor and it's own little bar. Mirrored balls revolving over the dance floor, with tiny spotlights aimed at them, reflecting pinpoints of light all over the room. And fantastic music pounding out of speakers everywhere. And the dance floor was crowded with great looking guys, many of them with their shirts off. We had arrived in heaven.
Danny shouted in my ear, "This is fantastic, but I think there's more. There are open doorways in the back. Let's check out the whole place and then find a place to settle in."
I motioned for Lucy and Brad to follow us and we squeezed through the crowd and into the next room. It was a smaller, plainer room, with a simple bar, something you'd be likely to find in the village, with a pool table and pinball machines. Though loud, it was nowhere near as loud as the main room. I grabbed the back of Danny's shirt as he headed for a pinball machine.
"Not yet, white boy. We haven't finished the tour."
We passed through this bar and went out onto a tropical patio, with tables and chairs, a square palm-covered bar in the center and lots of quiet nooks to sit in. The music out there was quieter and calmer. At the far right end of the patio were a few steps leading to a door, and we went back into the building and found ourselves at the elevated area at the end of the dance floor. A table for four near the railing was just being vacated, so the others grabbed it while I went to the bar and got four beers. We sipped the beers and screamed about what a great place it was for a few minutes, when Frieda Payne started singing, 'Band of Gold'. Without a word, we all jumped up and ran down the three steps to the dance floor. For the next two hours, we partied. We only went up to the table for a minute of rest and some beer to keep from getting dehydrated. But we danced and danced, sometimes Danny and me alone and Lucy and Brad alone, other times all four of us together. One time, I got behind Danny and was grinding up against his ass. When we stepped apart, it was Brad who pointed out the huge bulge from my crotch across my hip and we all started laughing.
At one point a fairly slow song was playing and we were all just drifting around, off grooving in our own little worlds, almost as if we were stoned. I guess it was the late hour and the beer. I noticed that Danny was dancing face to face with Brad only about a foot in front of him. I was about a foot behind Brad and Lucy was off to one side. I caught Danny's eye and motioned him toward me. Before Brad knew it, he was sandwiched in between us, with Danny grinding his crotch into Brad's and me grinding mine against Brad's ass. He jumped, startled and we wrapped our arms around each other, holding him in place, squeezed between us, then loosened up and put our hands on his sides, gently massaging him while moving to the beat. He tensed up and stopped dancing for a moment, then gradually relaxed and started moving with the music. At the end of the song, a glaring Lucy was thumping us each on the shoulder, motioning toward to patio door.
We went up to the table, grabbed our beers and went outside.
Lucy
"What the hell was that all about? I know you boys are monogamous. And you've given me plenty of reasons to believe you're straight, Brad. So what are the three of you doing practically fucking on the dance floor?"
"Calm down, Luce. We weren't fucking. We just made a sandwich. Danny and I found ourselves in front and back of Brad and just wanted to show him how close we've come to feel towards him, how important he is to us because of what he means to you."
"Yeah, Lucy, it wasn't a sexual thing, though now that I think about it, it must have looked as erotic as hell. I actually freaked out a bit when I felt them on both sides of me. No guy has ever been up against me like that, much less two. And then they started rubbing my sides. Six months ago I would have decked any guy who touched me like that. But then I realized it wasn't a sexual come-on or attack. They were just dancing. And I felt like the way they were holding me was their way of expressing how welcome I was in their life. There is nothing to be jealous of. On the Kinsey scale, I am a definite zero. But that doesn't mean I can't love a couple of sixes."
"Luce, you know we weren't trying to seduce Brad. First, we don't want anyone else but each other. Second, he's yours, believe it, and we know how much he means to you. We were just trying to show him how much he means to us, for all he has given you. You've got yourself a very special man, Lucy."
I just looked back and forth at the three of them for a minute.
"Okay, maybe I lost it when I turned around and saw the three of you pressed up against each other. But you've got to promise me one thing. At some point this week, I want to be part of a sandwich with all of you. I can envision all kinds of combinations and permutations. Now if you'll excuse us Billy and Danny, Brad and I are going to find a quiet nook out here where he can re-convince me of his sexual orientation. When you're ready to leave, we'll be out here."
Danny and Billy went into the small bar, saying they were going to play some pool and pinball. When the lights came up and the music stopped, it was four o'clock.
"Damn, I thought they only let the bars stay open until four in New York."
"Other places like to party late too, baby. Let's go find your two hot faggots."
"Hey, watch your language, stud. Remember where you are."
We went back into the building into the game room. Billy and Danny were playing pinball.
"Have you guys been in the game room all of this time?"
"No, we played a couple of games of pool, but all Danny was interested in my getting my stick up his ass, so we switched to pinball. There, he kept going after my balls. So we went back to dancing. We just came back in here a few minutes ago."
"Well, if you guys can wait a half hour until we get back to the hotel, you can play hide the stick or grab the balls, but I don't want to hear about whose stick and whose balls at breakfast tomorrow."
Danny and Billy walked up on either side of Brad and each planted a kiss on his cheek.
"You did great your first night in a gay bar, and we're proud to be your friends."
"Thanks, Danny. Now let's get back to the hotel. We don't want to sleep all day and miss the beach."
Once we got back, we requested eleven o'clock wake up calls at the desk and on the way up to the room agreed to meet for breakfast (brunch, lunch?) at 12 at the cafe on the balcony we ate at today (yesterday?). One day down, five to go. It's been a blast, but we're gonna need a vacation after this.
Author's note: The Copa opened in Ft. Lauderdale in the mid-70's. But because I wanted to give the kids a great place to have fun, I opened it a few years early. And although the drinking age was probably 21 in Florida in 1970, in this story, it is 18.