I woke up Monday morning with a giant smile and a really sore ass. The events of the previous night were still fresh in my head...I was very content. Since I was in SUCH a good mood, I seemed to get along with my parents very well that day. The three of us cruised on down to beach to soak up some rays and splash around in the cool ocean water. My grandmother and aunt were expected to be visiting that day and would not be leaving until Wednesday. I knew that an opportunity to get out and find more action would be severely limited with more family around. I had invited a friend from home to come down and stay a night (no. not THAT kind of friend) and go out clubbing or something. Once he arrived we browsed through a local newspaper that had a listing of the Wilmington clubs and what was going on each night, etc. What caught my eye was a club called Mickey Rattz. The only reason it tweaked my interest was because Wednesday nights were "Male Strip Nights." Jesse, my friend, and I settled for hitting a few local bars in which we had no luck getting alcohol. Damn! The rest of the evening was pretty uneventful as was all day Tuesday and the early half of Wednesday. I was supposed to have met up with Mike from Sunday on Tuesday night, but my dad insisted that we go to the movies as a father son thing. At least the movie was good...
Wednesday evening rolled around and once "Survivor" had ended, I turned on the TV and saw that it was 9:00. I told my parents I was going out for the evening.
"Okay son, you aren't going into Wilmington are you?" My mother asked.
"No." (Lie)
"What time will you be home?"
"No later that 1AM." (Lie again)
"Okay, have fun!"
"I WILL!" I replied trying not to sound too eager to leave, and I was out the door. First stop, the Carolina Beach boardwalk to look from my stud.
I pulled into the parking area, got out and began my search. He had mentioned something like he worked tonight and that he liked to hang around the board walk before going to work late at night. No sign of him anywhere. "Damn!" I thought to myself. Then I remembered that tonight was the Male Strip Night at Mickey Rattz! I hopped back in my truck (well, it was my dad's Yukon) and headed towards Wilmington.
Front Street is one of the main streets in downtown Wilmington and is also the street where most of the clubs are located. After a brisk walk of 2 blocks, I was at the door. My hand was shaking as I reached for the door. "What the hell is going on??" I thought to myself. I'm definitely not shy, and even though I've never seen strippers in person, why should it be that bad? I mentally gave myself a kick in the pants and went inside. I walked down this long corridor before I came to the bar and the dance area. I noticed a pool table with a thick platform covering the felt was on the dance floor. I figured that was the table for the strippers. I began to check out the crowd and narrowed my pickings. I was immediately approached by this guy who totally did not look my type...and he couldn't dance either. Words can not described what this dude looked like dancing. =P Anyway, I glanced to the bar and noticed this gorgeous man looking at me. We made eye contact and let it linger (my specialty) for a while before he went into the bathroom. Was this a signal already? This soon? I wasn't going to press it just yet. I danced for a little while then went and sat at a table. Once again, I manage to lock eyes with this beautiful stud and then I notice the guy sitting next to him was looking my way too! These two guys were together and were looking at me! I finally got up the nerve to go over to their table and introduce myself.
"Hey you two, mind if I join you here?" I asked.
"Not at all, I'm Bobby and this is Brian," he said motioning to his friend.
We talked for a while. I learned that they were hairdressers from Greenville, NC and that they were also lovers. They had already bought me an alcoholic drink (a mind eraser...my favorite, vodka, calluah, and club soda and drink it as fast as you can). I was getting tipsy and was losing my inhibitions a little.
"So," I asked, "which one of you is the top and which one is the bottom?"
They didn't even flinch to my question!
"We're both very versatile." Bobby replied.
"Do you have an 'open' relationship?" I nervously inquired.
"Hmm... what do you mean by that?" Bobby questioned, there was a hint of curiosity in his voice.
"Ummm...well, are you allowed to have sex with other people?" Geez! I sounded like a fourth grader!
Brian laughed a little then stated, "Yes, we fuck other people...just not separately." As he said that he placed his hand on my leg and began caressing my thigh. I let out a shudder as his hand crept up to my crotch.
"Are you hard?" Bobby asked as he gently grabbed at my crotch. For the first time in my life, I was speechless. Here were two beautiful studs groping me in the middle of a club. Brian leaned in towards my ear.
"Would you like to take this somewhere else?" He cooed as he licked my earlobe. I was in pure heaven.
"Uh huh." Was all I was able to get out.
"Where can we go? We're staying at Wrightsville which is 20 minutes North, and you're at Fort Fisher which is south." Bobby said. I thought about it and remember that my dad's Yukon had a huge cargo space when the back seats were dropped. I was extremely hard and oozing precum, so I quickly decided that's where we would go.
"We can use my truck. It's got plenty of room." From the looks of the bulges in their crotches, I knew they'd agree. We hopped in and drove to the top of a parking deck. Before I could put the truck in park, both of the guys were kissing on my neck and ears.
"Mmm... that feels so good." I said before I hopped in the back with them. As I sat down, they quickly took control over the situation. Brian quickly pressed his lips to mine and pushed me back so I was lying down. As he kissed me, I felt another pair of hands unbuttoning my jeans. Bobby wasted no time in pulling my black, cum-soaked boxer briefs down and enveloping my cock in his mouth.
"Oh yeah..." I managed to moan in-between kisses with Brian.
While Bobby was giving me one hell of a blowjob, Brian slid down my torso, unbuttoning my shirt as he went. When my nipple was exposed, he took it into his mouth, driving me into an even higher state of ecstasy. He kept going down until he too reached my hard cock. Then he and Bobby did something I never imagined. They began to make out, with my cock in-between their lips! Two mouths on my cock!
"Oh Fuck! Yeah! That feels so fucking good! Mmmmmm..." I was feeling waves of pleasure through my body. I felt like I was going to explode when they both pulled off. Bobby approached my face and shoved his crotch into my face. I could feel his hardness through the fabric and the smell of cum was overpowering. "This guy's ready to go!" I thought to myself. I unzipped his zipper...and lo and behold: No underwear! What's with these people?! I pull out his medium sized cut cock and wrapped my lips around the head. He immediately started bucking his hips. I didn't think he was going to last that long.
"Mmm...suck my cock! Yeah bitch! Suck it! Yeah yeah yeah, ohh. I'm gonna cum! You want me to cum in your mouth?? I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fill you up! Yeah yeah yeah Ohhhhhh... mmmmmmmm...I'm cuuuummmmminnnngg..." Jet after jet of warm sweet jizz filled my mouth. Bobby grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock down my throat as far as it could go. I started gagging and couldn't swallow, so the cum started to flow out of the sides of my mouth. He pulled his dick out of my mouth, bent down, and started kissing me deeply, swirling his tongue around my mouth, tasting his freshly deposited cum. He then licked it off the sides of my mouth and cheeks. My attention was distracted by a new sensation on my dick. Brian had grabbed both his and my cock in his hand and was jacking us both off. He was a quiet cummer though...his facial muscles wrinkled as he let out a sigh and his warm jizz sprayed across my stomach and chest. This was so hot and I still hadn't cum yet!
"How do you want to cum?" Bobby asked me.
"I want you to suck my cock like it's the last one you'll ever taste!"
He was not one to disappoint. He took my cock in his expert mouth again and began sucking it while jacking me off at the same time. At the same time, Brian was caressing my chest and pinching my nipples. The thought of what was going on in this truck in a parking deck made it even more erotic. I felt my balls start to boil and then felt the surge of cum shoot out of my dick.
"OH YEAH!! SHIT I'M CUMMING!! YEAH!! OH FUCK YEAH!!!" I screamed in pleasure. Bobby swallowed all of the jizz not missing one drop.
Once I had recovered, I sat up and we all shared a 3way kiss to wrap up the night. As we kissed, the car phone rang.
"OH shit!" I said looking at the time. It was 2:30AM! I was an hour and a half past curfew! Although my parents were pretty lenient, they were pretty strict on curfews. I thanked them for the wonderful time and dropped them off at their car.
On the way back to the condo (I never did pick up the phone), I thought about my week so far. I still had 2 more nights at the beach. This vacation was definitely going to be a memorable one.
That's it for part 2! Oh and I still keep in contact with these guys. In fact, I'm talking to bobby now! What memories! Oh, and excuse grammatical errors. It's late and I don't feel like proofreading. =)