This is the fictional memoir of a gay man, told in the first person. The memoir began with the series C'est La Vie!, which covers the years 1970-1997. This series covers the year the narrator turns 40, 1998, and launches an ambitious project to have sex with 1000 men that year. Some of the stories in this series are based on actual experiences, usually embellished a lot, as well as completely fictional ones. They depict sex between consenting adult males. If this offends you, do not read them. These are my stories. Please respect the copyright. If you enjoy them, let me know at johntheartist@hotmail.com. Please Contribute to Nifty.org and keep this wonderful resource going!
In the last chapter I told about how Troy and I went back to my room after our dinner with Greg, stripped, put on towels and watched the parade of men cruising the rooms of the gay resort, until a hot, muscular man in his 30s stopped to watch us making out in front of our window, and how we invited him in and Troy sucked him as I fucked him, standing by our bed.
One Thousand Men: 1998 IDENTICAL TWINS
After Troy and I had seen our first partner out of our room, we donned our towels again, and went back to looking out of the partially drawn curtains as various men passed by our room. It was now around 10:30 pm and the action was beginning to pick up a bit. Greg had told me that it really gets busy after about eleven and it looked like that was going to be the case tonight. Earlier on, it had looked like there were mostly older guys prowling the premises, but now there were a few younger guys mixed in.
"What would you like to happen?" Troy asked me as we stood looking out the window.
"I'd really like us to be fucked in unison by a couple of sexy young boys," I said.
"Hmmmm, that would be hot," said Troy. "So, do you want to look for a couple, or just try to get two different guys in at the same time?" he asked.
"Let's see if we can find a couple," I said.
"OK," he replied, and we went back to watching. We stood there for about a half hour, looking at different men come and go. Some were really attractive, but we never saw a couple in that time, or even two different men in quick succession who might have worked out. I was getting pretty horny, particularly because some of the guys that we passed up were pretty hot, and since I had not cum yet, my balls felt heavy.
Finally, we saw a door on one of the other buildings open, and out came a shirtless man in jeans, followed by two young guys who looked like college boys. The man kissed each of them--it was clear from the way they acted that they had just had a session together--and they turned to start exploring the resort some more. One of them pointed in the direction of our building, and they turned to head over toward us.
As they walked through a patch of light cutting across the lawn, I could see that they were about six feet tall, well-built young men. I guessed that the might be only 18 or 19, and they had that kind of randy swagger young jocks often have. They were smiling and talking.
Both were wearing white T-shirts, jeans and sneakers, and the way the light glanced across their bodies showed that they had nicely developed chests and arms, and slim waists, with their jeans swiveling tantalizing on their hips as they walked.
At forty years old, I had still no problem having multiple sexual encounters in a day or even over the course of an evening, and climaxing several times. But, in my experience, there was almost nothing that could beat a randy 18- or 19-year-old for repeat sessions and sheer energy, if not great expertise.
"I think these boys are hot," I said to Troy, pointing at them as they approached our building. He murmured his assent. I was worried that they would find an encounter on the ground floor, maybe the two forty-something men with the leather and dildos we had seen earlier, but instead, they headed for the steps to our floor.
When we saw them at the top of the steps turn in our direction, we opened the curtains and stood side-by-side. Troy put his arm around my shoulders, and we stood there running our hands over our chests and abs as they approached.
Finally, they stood in front of our window, smiling at us as they feasted their eyes on our hard, lean, muscular bodies, and the swelling under our towels. As they stood there, they put their hands under their T-shirts and pushed them up as they felt their own abs and chests, showing off for us. They had the natural athletic bodies a lot of young men have without really working out much: lean, a nice six-pack, flawless smooth skin, and slab-like pectorals topped with nice perky nipples. We could see their erections growing sideways in their jeans. They were both blonds, and looked exactly the same: it was obvious that they were identical twins. They both had smooth bodies, except for a little trail of hair from their navels downward.
Again, Troy went and opened the door, while I closed the curtains. The boys came into our room, smiling but a bit nervous. Maybe man-on-man fun was new to them, or they hadn't done a four-way before?
"Hey," I said, "this is Troy and I'm John."
"Tim," the boy on the left said.
"Ted," said the boy on the right.
"Guys, we know what you're here for, but you're young too, and, well, we don't want to get into a situation with, um, minors. Sorry to have to ask, but do you have some ID?"
"Yeah, John, we understand. This is not the first timeÉ." Tim said, and they got out their wallets and showed me their driver's licenses. They were 18 so we were good to go.
"We saw you come out of the room across the lawn," I said. "Have a good time there?"
"Yeah, the guy took turns sucking us," Ted said, "but then he wanted us to piss on him, and we're not into that kinda stuff, so we decided to leave. We were hoping we could fuck him, butÉ." he trailed off.
"Well, you can fuck us, honey" said Troy. "But maybe you'd like to play with this a bit first," and he dropped his towel letting his huge cock bob up and smack him in his belly. Tim and Ted gawped at it, speechless.
"What's the matter, boys, never seen an erection before?" I quipped.
"Never one that big," said Ted. "And we've never had sex with a black guy before. Are you ALL hung like that?"
"Hell, no, honey," said Troy, "but my family makes 'em big. One of my brothers is even bigger than me," he said winking, "but it's a waste 'cause he's straight. He's frustrated because his wife can't give him the satisfaction he wants. I told him I knew a guy or two who he could fuck, but he won't do it. He doesn't know what he's missing!"
I dropped my towel too, and the boys smiled appreciatively at my equipment, even though I couldn't come close to Troy, size-wise. I stepped up to Tim and planted a kiss on his lips and said softly, "Let's get to know each other and we can work up to that fuck you want." I took his hand and led him over next to the bed.
Tim pulled his T-shirt off and threw it on the floor. I took him in my arms and started to kiss him. He responded by shoving his tongue down my throat, and letting his hands wander over my back while I shoved mine under his briefs and felt his firm butt. I looked over at Troy and Ted--now shirtless--next to us, and they were doing the same thing. Every once in a while I saw Troy glance in our direction, and I realized that he was trying to work in unison with Tim and me.
I nibbled on Tim's ear and licked and kissed his neck. Relishing the feel of his warm, hard young body in my arms, I whispered "Ya got a hot body, man."
"You too," he replied as he ran his fingers over my arms and put his palms on my chest, letting them slowly drift down my abs to lightly cup my cock and balls. Troy took Ted's hands in his, and prompted him to do the same thing.
We kept up the kissing and caressing for five or six minutes, and then I started to kiss my way over his chest, working toward his left nipple, taking it into my mouth and gently sucking it, working it with my tongue, then moving over to his right nipple and back again. Troy was following my lead, and from the moans we were eliciting, it was clear that both boys were turned on by the nipple action.
I backed up and slowly lowered myself to sitting on the bed as I licked and kissed my way over Tim's abs, outlining each muscular mound with my tongue as I worked my way down his body. He had his hands on my head, gently stroking my hair and scalp as I worked my way down. I sat back a little to take a look at his hard cock, lying sideways in his white briefs. Not huge, but a nice seven-incher, pleasantly thick, not so big that I couldn't easily deep-throat him.
I bent forward and started to work his cock through the fabric of his briefs, making them nice and wet in the process. Troy was doing the same with Ted and they were both moaning, their heads thrown back and their eyes closed.
Slowly, I hooked my forefingers in the elastic of Tim's waistband and lifted it over his hard cock, pushing them down over his legs so that he could step out of them. I looked at his beautiful cock, standing up proud and tall, very hard, not too veiny, the look of a fresh young cock raring for some action. He was cut, but when I looked over to Troy and Ted, I was surprised to see that Ted was not circumcised.
"How come you're cut and Ted isn't?" I asked Tim.
"When we were born, our parents thought they might not be able to tell us apart, so they had me circumcised, but left Ted au naturel," said Tim, smiling.
Troy was holding Ted's cock lightly in his hand, exploring its contours with his fingertips, and gently pulling back his foreskin. He leaned forward to kiss the tip, and I did the same with Tim. We both licked around the heads of our partners' cocks, flicking our tongues up and down on the sensitive spot just under their cock-heads. Then, slowly, we opened our lips in unison, and slipped our mouths over them, making our way all the way down to their pubes, while we moved our hands up over their abs and chests to find their erect nipples and massage them while we slowly started our mouth-dance on their hard-ons. They both moaned "Oh fuck, baby," in unison, as their hands moved to our shoulders and then ran their fingertips over our upper backs.
For the next few minutes we continued like that, alternating sucking with working their balls in our mouths, pulling them down for kisses as they pulled out, obviously getting too close to climaxing, then going back to the whole thing again.
As I sucked Tim, I took his hand and guided it to my cock, and he bent forward and lightly stroked me, teasingly, as I sucked his cock. Troy did the same thing with Ted, who obviously was being turned on at feeling such a big cock in his hand.
After ten minutes or so of sucking, kissing and caressing, we paused for more kisses, and I pushed Tim down so that he was kneeling in front of me, and he started to work my cock over with his mouth. He was an OK cock-sucker, not the connoisseur that Greg had been that afternoon, but not bad for an 18-year old newbie. Looking over at Ted and Troy, I could see the challenge that Ted faced. "Don't worry about getting too much in, Ted," said Troy. "I love it when you just lick around the top and just under my head," so that is what Ted did.
After they had been sucking us for a few minutes, I picked up Tim's right hand and guided it between my legs to my ass. "Play with my hole while you give me head," I instructed him, and he complied by massaging around my hole, then gently pushing his third finger in a little way. "Oh yeah, Tim," I whispered to him, and looked over to see Ted doing the same thing with Troy.
"Try two fingers, honey," said Troy, and both Ted and Tim followed suit. After a few minutes more, we were really worked up, and pulled the boys off our cocks to kiss them. Troy said "I want three fingers," and leaned back, spreading his legs as Ted went back to working his cock, and putting three fingers into his ass, swirling them around while Troy bucked his hips forward to meet Ted's mouth and hand. I did the same, and was getting pretty worked up to where I wanted something better in my ass.
"Time to fuck us, boys," I said, kissing Tim once more. They both were smiling like it was Christmas. We parted, and Troy and I got onto the bed, side by side, lying on our stomachs, our legs spread, and our asses pushed up for access. I reached over to the bedside table for a couple of condoms and handed them to the boys.
They ripped open the condoms and rolled them down. While they were doing that, I handed the bottle of lube to Tim, who lubed himself and my ass, before passing it to Ted. I reached for the bottle of poppers and opened it to take a good whiff before Tim entered me.
"OK, baby," I said, "come fuck me," and I reached around to guide his cock into my ass as he moved his arms under mine and lay his chest against my back. Next to us, Troy had also sniffed the poppers, then handed them to Ted as he entered him. Ted sniffed a deep inhale and handed them to Tim who did the same. Both boys had their hard cocks buried in our asses, and their lithe muscular torsos against our backs. As the poppers hit us, they started their slow dance of love with us, pushing in all the way, then backing out so that just their cock-heads were in us, and going in again. Tim found my nipples and started lightly pinching them as he slowly fucked me. Ted saw what he was doing and followed in unison.
We continued slowly for five or six minutes. Then Troy slowly worked his way up to his hands and knees so that Ted could fuck him doggy-style. Tim and I followed suit, and in this position, they fucked us faster and harder. The consummate bottom, Troy actively pushed back as Ted pushed into him, and pulled away as he pulled out. I knew from Ted's gasps and moans that Troy was working him hard with his sphincter as they fucked, and I tried to match him.
After a few minutes of hard pounding, both boys seemed to be working up to climax pretty quickly, so Troy pulled away from Ted and turned toward him, grabbing his hard cock in his hand and stroking him as they kissed. I did the same with Tim.
Troy said, "Ted, honey, I want to watch your face while you cum inside me," and so he laid on his back with his legs tucked up to his chest and his arms out to pull Ted into an embrace. Ted leaned forward and, without any help, slipped his cock into Troy's hole and started fucking him again. As he did, Troy pulled him into a deep kiss, then as Ted raised himself to his arms, Troy used one hand to caress Ted's chest while his other hand stroked his own cock.
On my back now, I guided Tim back into my ass, and followed what Ted and Troy were doing next to us on the bed. As the boys picked up the speed for the final assault, I could feel Tim's cock get even harder within me, and it felt bigger than before. I grabbed the bottle of poppers and took another hit, passed it to Troy, who passed it to Ted and back to Tim. We didn't miss a beat with our rhythm as the poppers took effect, and the boys both tensed up simultaneously and slammed their cocks home one more time.
Under the influence of the poppers and their hard cocks, my cock started to spew cum across my chest, as I felt Tim's cock harden and grow one last time, and he emptied his cock into the condom in my ass, yelling "Oh fuck, oh baby, oh yesssssÉ." while Ted and Troy were doing the same thing.
As the spurting of our cocks subsided, both boys collapsed on our chests, which were slicked with sweat and cum, and we locked lips and kissed passionately as we wound down and enjoyed some moments of intimacy after our hot sex.
"Did you get what you came for?" I asked them.
They both smiled, and in unison replied with an enthusiastic "Yes!"
Ted and Troy got up to get in the shower and wash off the sweat and cum while Tim and I just caressed and cuddled, talking softly. They were there a while, so I suspect that they were enjoying each other's bodies again before we parted. When they came back into the room with hard-ons deflating, Tim and I went in and washed each other off under the hot water, stooping to enjoy sucking each other's cocks for a few minutes each.
Back in our room, the boys got dressed, and Troy and I again wrapped the towels around our waists. "That was hot, guys," I said. "I'm here through next Friday if you want to come back again."
"We'd like to, if we can get away from school for an evening," they said, and we all kissed as they walked out the door.
"Troy," I said, putting my arms around him and pulling him so that our chests were touching, "It's been a really hot day, more than I ever expected when I decided to spend some time in Palm Springs."
"Yeah," he said, "I didn't expect this when I agreed to spend the week with Jim here. You're super-hot, and the last few hours here at your hotel have been incredible."
"So Troy," I said, "are you only a bottom?"
"Well, honey, I have been known to do the other side from time to time. What do you have in mind?"
"Well, Troy, it has been a while since I have been fucked by a cock as large as yours, and I would like to feel it in me."
He smiled and backed me up to the bed, pushing me gently down onto it, and then lying on top of me. I felt his cock stiffening against mine, but I knew that I was done for the day. "Troy," I said, "I would love to have you fuck me, but I'm exhausted now. Can we take a rain check until morning, please?"
"Sure baby," he said. "I'm pretty tired myself. I think fucking you will be a great way to wake up tomorrow," and he rolled off me and turned on his back. I put an arm over his torso, cuddled up next to him, and gave him a tender goodnight kiss, and soon we were fast asleep.