Desert Lust
The ad in the paper was offering a deal on three days and two nights in a new desert resort at Palm Springs. I'd heard a lot about the Springs, but had never been there. The three day weekend coming up would be just the ticket to check it out. The guy who answered when I called to make a reservation, told me he was sorry, but they were booked solid, unless I would like to take a bed and share the room with another single.
"Gee. You do that?" I'd never heard of a first class place, like this one appeared to be doing anything like that before.
"You are gay aren't you?" He went on to explain that they always tried to book every bed, and every single man who checked in was asked if he would accept a share for a reduced rate.
"Yes. Go ahead and book me. I'll make the best of it."
"Everybody usually does," he chuckled, and told me his name again and said he'd see me Friday.
The place was gorgeous when I arrived, nestled into the flank of the mountain, and the whole city of Palm Springs laid out below it. "It must be spectacular at night," I thought, handing my keys to the Valet, and my bag to the young man with a smile and a Phillip Morris uniform in burgundy.
Dave, the guy I'd spoken to over the phone was glad to see me, and after I'd signed in, and he'd imprinted my credit card, he came around from behind the desk and took my bag from the bellboy, and put his arm over my shoulder.
"Let me introduce you to your roommate. His name is Elvis, believe it or not. But, I think he likes to be called El. I think you'll be pleased with the pairing, but if you're not, just tell me, and I'll work something out. No questions asked." He stopped at a door that opened onto the pool patio, that had several nude guys sunbathing and splashing in and around it. He tapped on the door, while I looked at the scenery.
When the door opened, and I turned to meet my roommate, my jaw dropped. Elvis was one gorgeous hunk, standing in the door with a smile, and not a trace of a tanline. My dick went hard in record time, and I wished I had my bag, which Dave was carrying, to hide my condition. My crossed hands had to suffice. Dave quickly introduced us, and left us to our own devices, he chuckled, glancing at my tented pants.
Elvis invited me in, and even offered me choice of beds. I dropped my bag on the one nearest the door, and sat down. My cock was a rigid pole supporting a circus tent, and I crossed my legs.
"Looks like you have a slight problem there." Elvis smiled, and licked his lips.
"You blow too?" I leaned back on my arms, and watched as he dropped to the carpet, and pulled on my belt buckle and zipper at the same time.
"We can't let you go out to the pool like that, it's way uncool." He gobbled my stiff rod, and soon had me pumping a load of jizz down his gullet with force.
"Oh man that was fine." I looked at his bone, gone stiff while he was sucking mine, and pulled him by the nutsack into my mouth. He fucked my face until he was on tiptoe and his legs were vibrating with the strain, and flooded my mouth with his tasty spunk. I swallowed and swallowed, and when he finished, he patted my head.
"That's number two." He grinned.
"Who was number one?" I grinned.
"Dave of course. I always kick a weekend here off with one of his blowjobs. He's a master, but he doesn't blow everybody." I finished stripping, and my pale body made Elvis look positively exotic. We went out to the pool, and went for a swim.
The guys in the pool, were all as good to look at as Elvis was, and it wasn't long before both he and I were involved in a suggestive conversation with two studs that kept putting their hands on us. Finally one of the guys suggested we retire to their room, and see what was on the closed circuit TV.
What was on, was a raunchy pair, having heavy sex. One guy had a length of chain hanging out of his asshole, and was slowly pulling it out, one link at a time, while he hung on the most incredible dick any of us had ever seen. Jock, and Tim, the two we were visiting, wasted no time getting on with it, and as soon as Tim had my cock hard, he ran a rubber down my shaft, and greased my pole and sat on it. We watched the video, while Tim fucked himself on my stiff boner and jerked himself off. Elvis suited himself up, and while Jock swallowed his buddy's cock, Elvis pumped him full of dick. We all came pretty much in unison with the guys on the video. Their cum shots were nothing to what we experienced with real flesh and bones.
Elvis wanted to go into the sauna after we finished with Jock and Tim, so I trailed along with him. I didn't quite understand why a place that was a hundred and ten in the shade needed a sauna. It didn't take long to figure it out though, when we stepped into the steamy room, and were overwhelmed by the scent of fucking and cum. As my eyes adjusted to the dimness and the steam, I could see guys all over the place, slicked with sweat and cum. Dicks were going into butts everywhere, and every uninvolved cock was being jacked.
Elvis wrapped his rod in latex, provided by the bowl full, and stepped up to a guy who was fucking another one on a bench. He played with the guys asshole with his dick head for a minute, and then when the guy spread his cheeks, he plunged in and drove hard. Seeing him fucking the guy who was also fucking, made me hard again, so I suited up, and got behind Elvis. I let his humping ass do all the work, and soon was buried hip deep in his horny tail. He started gripping and squeezing my shaft with his assring, and soon, I felt like I was being fucked by a master. He'd squeeze, and hump the guy he was fucking, sliding up my stiff shaft, then he'd relax the muscle, and fuck back on my cock.
The steam was making me delirious, and his heated gut was bringing me to another eruption. When I started to cum, he moaned, and I reached around his hips, gripping his fucking shaft where it disappeared into the guy he had down, and I felt his cum tube pulsing as he pumped another load out of his nuts. It was one hot scene, but I had to get out into the fresh air. Elvis soon followed, and while we stood outside the sauna, blinded by the bright desert sun, a sweet little piece of ass walked by and tweaked our nipples and asked if we were busy. We looked at each other and grinned.
The air conditioned room, felt good after the heat of the sauna, and Luke, our new friend said he wanted to try something he'd read about. He sucked us both hard, and rolled rubbers on our cocks, and asked us to lay on our backs with our butt cheeks touching and pull our legs up on our chests. He stood over us, on the bed, and gripped our hardons with his fingers stretched to the limit, and proceeded to stuff us both up his asshole at the same time.
Luke did all the work, and Elvis and I just lay there, marveling at the sensations we were feeling. Luke was facing me the first time he shot off, and ropes of his steamy cum splashed all over my legs and face. When he finished cumming, he twisted around on our cocks, and proceeded to fuck himself to another blast, which he shot all over Elvis. When he was finished, he used his tongue to clean his cum off both of our bodies, and we then all fell asleep in a heap, resting for the night's activities.
And what Activities they were. This resort is the best sex club I've ever seen. The guys are not snooty, and seem to be willing to try just about anything. I saw some light bondage scenes, and lots of regular fucking and sucking. I was told there was even a raunch group, but by the time I stumbled dizzy into bed and fell asleep, I hadn't found which room it was going on in.
Sometime after I fell asleep, I felt Elvis come back to the room, and climb into bed with me, snuggling his tasty little butt into my lap. My wornout pecker was too tired to respond, and El, was soon snoring like I was. We didn't stir a muscle until sometime after noon, and might not of then, if I hadn't been dying to piss. My pissboner wouldn't go down, and I stood at the stool for a long time waiting. Finally, Elvis stumbled into the toilet, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
"You need help with that?" He grinned, his cheeks and the corners of his mouth crusted with dried cum.
"I gotta piss, and the fucker won't go soft." I was moaning with the need.
Elvis stepped in front of me and sat on the stool. He took my rigid cock in his mouth, and sucked another load out of me. When my cock finally began to soften, he held it, and when my piss stream began to boil out of me, he directed the hot liquid over his chest and nipples and against his cock, which began to gush piss in sympathy. My yellow stream shining in the light from the window and hanging in glittering droplets in the hair on his chest, was a real turn on, and I got hard again as the flood came to a stop. He popped me into his throat, and soon had his reward.
The weekend seemed endless, but all too soon, Sunday rolled around, and with sadness, I packed my bag, and said goodbye to Elvis, and headed to check out. Dave was on duty, and smiled his big warming smile.
"How was it?"
"Fantastic! I'm lucky I can still walk." I handed him the key, and he used the opportunity to hold onto my hand for a lingering moment.
"Are you totally satisfied?" My mind, kicked out what Elvis had said about Dave's blowjobs.
"Well, not totally, I guess." His face lost his smile and he replaced it with a look of concern. "I think I've got one load left, and I couldn't find anybody to take care of it for me." His smile was back instantly, and he stepped over to the entrance to the counter. He lifted the counter section, and crooked his finger at me.
"Step in here young man. I've got something to show you." I followed, dropping my bag behind the counter, and feeling my cock rising to the occasion once more. Dave ushered me into his small office behind the counter, and closed the door. He asked me to have a seat in his large leather chair, and then he slowly undid my belt and zipper, pulling my pants down around my knees. His soft hand jacked my cock and his tongue lapped at my balls.
He sat up, and brought a hand to his mouth, and spit his false teeth into his hand. He grinned at me toothless, set his teeth on the desk, and sent me to heaven fucking his toothless mouth on my hard dick. He had my butt raised off the seat like a levitating magician, and before I knew it, he had a gush of cum sliming his throat larger than I thought possible given what had gone on over the preceding days and nights.
When he finished, he put his teeth back in, and his smile was in place again. He wished me a safe trip home, and told me he expected to see me again soon. He needn't worry about that, I'm already looking forward to my next long weekend.
End