(The usual warnings... for adults only... graphic sex... yadda yadda. This story is completely TRUE! If I get good feedback, I'll write additional fictional installments that will be about people at the hotel that I didn't hook up with. My e-mail is speedo_lover@hotmail.com. Comments are appreciated; flames will be ignored.)
Fort Lauderdale Fun An original story by Speedo Lover
Ahh... vacation time and nobody to spend it with. I had just broken up over the winter with a guy who was married but going through a divorce. We didn't have what I would call a relationship. It was more like we were fuck buddies who traveled together occasionally. Last spring, we went to Key West and had a fantastic time. Since I was on my own this vacation, I didn't want to go down to Key West. It wasn't that I'm hurt about not being with Dan (that was his name). It's just that trying to relive good times or special vacation spots usually ends up in disappointment.
Key West was special because it was the first time that I actually stayed at a gay resort with a lover. I'm very much in the closet so I can only do "gay things" out of town. (Please don't lecture me about being firmly entrenched in the closet... "you gotta do what you gotta do!")
Anyway, this spring I decided to head back to Florida but I chose Fort Lauderdale instead. On the net, I discovered that Ft. Lauderdale had a pretty substantial gay community and that gay resorts were springing up everywhere along the beach in what used to be sleazy, run-down neighborhoods. I did my research on the net to find out where to stay and settled on a place that was two blocks from the beach and exclusively for gay males with a "clothing optional" pool area.
I arrived about 10 a.m. on a Saturday morning and the hotel was very nice. But it didn't seem like there were any other guests at the hotel. It seemed deserted. Little did I know that the boys had partied until 4 a.m. the night before so they were still trying to sleep off their hangovers.
I wasn't really interested in heading up to the beach just yet, so I got settled in my room and slipped on my favorite pair of Speedos. Yes, guys who wear Speedos are almost always pegged as being gay and you wouldn't expect a straight-acting and looking guy like me to strut around in a suit that barely covers anything. But I was a competitive swimmer in high school, and trust me, once you wear Speedos in the water, there's no way you could ever put on a pair of those baggy boxer-style trunks that go down to your knees. Besides, wearing something so tight and revealing is a bit of a turn-on for me.
Before I go any further, let me describe myself. I'm 31 years old, 5"11", 155 pounds, short brown hair and blue eyes. I have a hairy chest and a classic swimmer's build, which suits me just fine. I've been told that I'm "attractive"... whatever that means... but since that is a very subjective term, let's just say that I'm a slightly above-average-looking "boy next door" type.
On with the story. The particular pair of Speedos that I chose that morning were my favorites: white ones with very high-cut legs (about 1" at the waist) Needless to say, they become almost see-through when they're wet even though they're lined. I don't tan very well since I'm half Irish but I did spend about a month at a tanning booth before going down to Florida so I had a base tan.
As soon as I went out to the pool area and sat down, the Manager came out and started flirting with me. Fair is fair, since I had flirted with him a bit when I had checked in. He was in his early 40's but I figured that he had his choice of men who stayed at this hotel. So, I flirted but nothing more than that.
After floating in the pool for about an hour or so, I was about to get out and find some lunch. But then, two hot guys came out to the pool and started looking at me and whispering to each other. I didn't think that they were talking about me. I just figured that they were deciding on how much of their clothing they were going to remove since I was covered (barely!) and another guy who wasn't very attractive had a black square-cut suit on.
The two studs looked to be in their late 30's and it looked like they had just come back from somewhere that required clothes because they both had on shorts and t-shirts. I was hoping that they were going to at least take something off! They were both tanned, and I could tell even through their loose fitting clothes that they were in good shape.
Even though I can be an exhibitionist, I was a bit shy about getting off my raft and getting out of the pool since I knew that my Speedos were see-through. I was lying on my stomach so I'm sure they could easily make out the line of brown hair that went from my lower back down into my butt crack.
I waited a bit and pretended not to be eyeing them when the shorter one got up out of his chair and took his shirt off. He had really nice pecs that were covered in brown hair that was trimmed. I expected him to get in the pool with his shorts on, but all of a sudden, he looked right at me, smiled, and dropped his shorts. Since he wasn't wearing underwear, let's just say that he revealed all of his mysteries all at one. He had a nice cock (about 2.5 inches flaccid)... not huge but I've never been a "size queen". He also had an all-over tan... something that I don't always like (I prefer Speedo tan lines) but I always like to wonder if people with all-over tans get them outdoors or in a tanning booth. For fantasy purposes, I decided that this stud got his tan the natural way!
He did a perfect dive into the pool and surfaced not very far from me. I was a little surprised and half-expected him to either say something to me or just take me right then and there! No such luck. He simply grabbed a raft that was floating near me and hoisted himself up on it. He definitely was bold in lying on his back rather than his stomach. I got a better view of his package which surprisingly stayed flaccid. I noticed that his balls were as smooth as a baby's butt and he trimmed his pubic hair.
I looked over at his friend to see if he noticed me checking out his lover, but his friend was busy reading the newspaper. After a few minutes, he got up and took off his shirt. He wasn't as buff as the guy in the pool and didn't have as nice of a tan. I assumed he had some northern European blood in him like I do which prevents us from getting really tanned. He had very little body hair (what a shame!) and lots of freckles. He unbuttoned his shorts and for a minute I thought he was going to strip naked also. He had loose boxers on under his shorts and rather than taking them off, he jumped into the pool with them on. I was disappointed. After all, what better things are there to do on vacation than ogle the hot guys!
Boxer-man (as I thought of him, since at this point, I didn't know their names) also got on a raft and they pretty much ignored me for a while. Then, Naked-man (as I called the other one with the hairy chest) said something quietly to Boxer-man and quickly got out of the pool. He wrapped a towel around his waist and headed up the stairs to the second level of the hotel. I assumed that their room was on the upper floor but instead of going into one of the rooms, he just leaned up against the railing in a position that was almost directly above me.
I thought his actions were a bit strange, but I didn't really get any vibes from them that they were interested in me, so I just thought to myself the classic response of our generation: "Whatever!" I floated around in the pool for about 15 more minutes and then my hunger got the best of me. At this point, I really didn't care if these two guys were going to be staring at my package trapped in see-through Speedos when I got out of the water. So, I flipped off the raft, slicked my hair back underwater and headed toward the ladder.
As I was climbing out of the pool, I discretely looked up at Naked-man. I was curious to see if he was going to check me out. Sure enough, he was practically staring a hole through me... or should I say my Speedos... as I got out of the water. I thought to myself "What the hell... let's have a little fun," so I adjusted my cock and balls in my Speedos as I exited the water. After that, I ran my fingers through the back seams of my suit to pull it slightly off of my ass. At that point, I couldn't see with either one of the studs in my peripheral vision so I don't know if they were looking or not.
I went back to my room and got dressed so that I could find a place to eat.
I noticed as I was putting clothes on that Naked-man rejoined Boxer-man in the pool and they talked while looking in the direction of my room. As I was leaving the hotel's grounds, Naked-man called out to me "Heading out to grab something to eat?"
I was a bit startled, but replied "Yeah...I need to keep my strength up." Don't ask me where that comment came from! I usually don't come up with something like that on the spur of the moment, but it was kind of funny.
Naked-man replied, "Oh... OK... we'll see you when you get back."
"Sure," I said, and I flashed both of them my best smile.
After an uneventful lunch up by the beach, I headed back to my room, put on my white Speedos and headed out to the pool. Much to my disappointment, the pool was deserted and Naked-man and Boxer-man were nowhere to be found. I was a bit bummed but then again, we had only briefly flirted with each other. Also, it seemed like they were a couple, so I figured they probably were just scoping me out and had no intention of pursuing me. (Luckily, I was wrong!)
Since the pool was boring, I decided to check out the hot tub which was in the back section of the hotel. This area was also clothing-optional, and putting all modesty aside, I slipped off my Speedos and got into the hot tub. Unfortunately, there were two things wrong with this picture: the water was really hot and I couldn't find the control to start the jets of the tub. So, I looked around and finally spotted the timer controls. I got out of the tub and headed over to the control box. Just as I was about to turn the tub on, someone said from behind me, "That's pretty hot."
Wondering who was talking to me and what exactly that comment meant, I turned around to see Naked-man standing there in a pair of square-cut trunks that were extremely tight.
"The water in the hot tub," he said, as he noticed that I had a questioning look on my face.
"You're right. But my back is a little sore from a really uncomfortable plane seat, so I think I'll bear the heat for a little while so that I can let the jets loosen up my back," I replied. Just then, I remembered that I was naked and in spite of my shyness, I just stood there waiting for him to keep the conversation going.
After a slight pause, he said, "Well, if you're in need of a massage, I can help you out there."
"Thanks, but that's OK," I said, not knowing where those stupid words came from.
"It's no trouble... my room is right here," he said without giving any weight to my rejection.
"Well, if you insist... but let me go dry off. I don't want to get your couch or bed all wet," I said.
"OK. This is our room so just come on over when you're ready," he said as he opened the door to his room and went in.
On the way back to my room, I was letting my mind run in a thousand different directions. Thoughts like "What the hell am I doing?" conflicted with other thoughts like "I'm gonna score with someone I don't even know!" I finally put all of those thoughts out of my mind and decided to just see how things went. If he tried something that I wasn't comfortable with, I would just leave.
Then I thought that I might have gotten completely the wrong idea. He might have just been being nice and maybe all he had in mind was just a massage. I agreed with myself (LOL!) that I was being pretty presumptuous. I got back to my room, put on some running shorts (you know, the kind that are very brief and feel really light on your body), and head back to Naked-man's room.
I knocked and was greeted by both Naked-man and Boxer-man, so I was right about them being a couple.
"Come on in," Naked-man said. "I was just telling John that I had invited you over for a massage. I'm Jonathon, by the way."
"Hi, I'm Steve," I stammered. "John and Jonathon... that's pretty funny."
"Yeah, we have trouble all the time when someone asks for John over the phone," John (aka Boxer-man) said. "But all of our friends know how we refer to each other, so it's not a problem. It can be a bit difficult though because we're always together." John leaned over and gave Jonathon a passionate kiss.
"Anyway... have a seat and tell us a little bit about yourself, Steve," Jonathon said as he sat on the couch.
"Well, I'm down here on vacation from (city name withheld, sorry guys!). As you can tell, we don't get a lot of sun up there and I like to get down to Florida in the spring before it gets really hot," I said.
"It does get hot in the summer even in Key West where we live," John said.
"Oh, Key West is an awesome place. I was down there last spring with...," I hesitated. "....a friend."
"Sounds like he was you're boyfriend and you're not very happy that you're not with him anymore," Jonathon said.
"That's not exactly true," I replied and then told them the short story of me and Dan.
When I had finished with my tale, Jonathon looked at John and said, "Well, I think we have a patient that needs a massage."
"You're both going to massage me? I've never had two people massage me before," I said.
"Well, Mr. Massage Virgin, you don't know what you're missing!" John said with a gleam in his eye.
They led my back to the bedroom which had large closet doors made out of mirrored glass. I thought to myself that this would be a fun room to have sex in... even better than mirrors on the ceiling.
Not saying a word, Jonathon came up to me and quickly removed my shorts. "Lay down in the middle of the bed and relax while I get some lotion."
Needless to say, the massage didn't last long especially when Jonathon started rubbing my ass with lotion while lightly stroking my asshole. Not to be outdone, John had his hands underneath my body and he started to lube my cock with the lotion. Of course, it didn't take long for me to get a raging hard-on.
Jonathon said seductively, "So, does it feel good?"
Rather than replying with words, I lifted myself up a bit off the bed and gave him a sensuous kiss. Our lips met tentatively at first, but soon he opened his mouth and let my tongue do some exploring. He was a great kisser, and as soon as my tongue would retreat back into its lair, his tongue would slither into my mouth. He liked the fact that I have a somewhat large tongue because it could reach pretty far into his mouth. Before coming up for air, he allowed my tongue to roam back into his mouth and then he did a strange and erotic thing that I had never experienced before. He began to suck really hard on my tongue in an attempt to draw it deeper into his mouth. It was a little rough at first, but after I got used to it, I was hooked. Unfortunately, I had to breathe, as did Jonathon, so we reluctantly broke our kiss.
I had almost forgotten about John, but when I looked over at him at the foot of the bed, he had a big smile on his face. He said, "This is really hot. Here's a cute guy playing tongue-hockey with my lover and I can't get enough of it. And by the way, Steve, you have one of the best asses I have ever seen. It's nicely covered in light hair and your Speedo tan line is a major turn-on. Your lily white buns seem to rise up from your tanned legs. WOW!"
With that, I stopped playing with Jonathon's chest hair and decided to explore the depths of John's mouth. I also wanted to see if he was as good of a kisser as Jonathon. As we exchanged saliva and discovered the intimate details of each other's mouths, I decided that Jonathon was the better kisser. But, John was playing with my right nipple and he was applying just the right amount of pressure that excited me. So, John had his positive sides, too!
I purposely fell into the middle of the bed after breaking the kiss with John and immediately put my tongue to work on Jonathon's dick. He was about 6" hard, and not be outdone, John curled up on the other side of Jonathon and helped me lick and suck Jonathon's cock. At one point, we each took a side of his cockhead and kept flicking our tongues back and forth over it. We each got a little closer and soon we were almost kissing while we were tonguing his head. Of course, Jonathon was moaning his approval, and after a few minutes he had to pull away.
"It's way too early to cum, so I have to pull back," he said. "Besides, I see a pretty big dick here that needs some attention."
He was referring to my 7.5" cock that is at its thickest below my cockhead rather than at the end. Jonathon opened his mouth and took the whole length of my cock down his throat in one quick movement. I was in heaven, and even though I am generally not a moaner, I let out a loud sigh of ecstasy.
"I take it you like his cock sucking skills," John said with a big smile on his face.
"I'd say so," I replied with my eyes closed, enjoying the sensations that I was feeling.
But, I believe that good sex means not being greedy and focused only on your own pleasure. So, I adjusted my position on the bed so that I could take John's 6" dick in my mouth. It was almost funny that their dicks were so similar in size, thickness, and shape. The only difference was the John's dick had a bit more foreskin than Jonathon's. I later found out that the doctor who did his circumcision when he was a baby had screwed up a bit and not taken off enough of the foreskin. LUCKY GUY! I wouldn't say that that was a screw-up!
Of course, John's dick was a lot more sensitive and after some good suction and tongue action, he quickly pulled out of my mouth. He came around the end of the bed and lifted my legs up slightly. I was hoping that he was going to rim me but, at the same time, I was worried because rimming usually led to fucking and I wasn't very experienced at being a bottom.
While Jonathon expertly sucked my dick, John flicked his tongue all around my asshole. After getting it all wet, John's tongue dove past the sphincter muscles and entered my most intimate area. I screamed at the pleasure. John tongue fucked me for a few minutes and I had to reluctantly tell both of them to stop or Jonathon was going to get a huge mouthful of my cum.
"We'll save that for later," Jonathon said as he removed his mouth from my cock.
I simply sighed and smiled at both of them. They had other things in mind.
John reached for some lube and began to apply it to his asshole. Jonathon took the tube of lube and squirted some on his fingers. He went over to John and began to loosen up John's asshole slowly and sensually. I was mesmerized at the scene. John was obviously enjoying the invasion and Jonathon was taking his time so as to give John all the pleasure he could.
After a few minute of lube time, Jonathon reached for a box of condoms and I thought for a minute that I was going to get to watch these two studs fuck. Instead, Jonathon threw a condom to me and said, "Time to put on the glove, Steve... you know the rules: no glove, no love."
I'm sure I gave Jonathon a surprised look, and he said, "It's OK. I really want to see you fuck John. I'll join in later."
You didn't have to tell me twice. I ripped the condom packet open and after sheathing my sword, I applied a bit of lube to my engorged cock. I lined my dick up to his love entrance and slowly began to push it in.
"Ram me, dammit!" John said and I obliged. With one quick thrust, I had my 7.5 inches all the way up his ass and my balls were slapping against his buns. John let out an ungodly moan and I thought I had really hurt him. Jonathon smiled at me and said, "Don't worry. He loves a quick entry."
"Especially from a stud with a big dick like yours," John grunted.
Since he enjoyed the forceful entry, I slowly pulled all the way out of his ass and then quickly rammed my dick back in. I could only do this a few times, though, because it really brought me close to cumming. Both John and I wanted this fuck to last longer than that.
I started with slow stokes, trying to force my dick deeper and deeper into John's bowels. He loved it, as his grunting and moaning increased. Jonathon stood up on the mattress at the head of the bed and said, "This is so fucking hot. I can see my lover's expressions as he gets a good ride. And in the mirrors, I can see Steve's hot ass flexing and moving as he fucks John. I could almost cum right now without touching myself!"
I turned my head so that I could see the reflection in the mirrors, and seeing myself thrusting in and out of John's ass added to the lust and heat that I already felt. At this point, sweat was pouring off my hairy chest and forehead and mingling with the sweat on John's back. I pressed my chest up against John's back so that I could lean over and jack him off while I was fucking him. I quickly found his rock hard dick, and I started wanking him in synch with my thrusts. He started to moan even louder.
After a few minutes of this, John's body started to get rigid and I knew he was going to blow his wad. Jonathon sensed it too and quickly got down underneath John so that he could swallow the load of cum that was about to erupt. I decided to push John over the orgasmic edge by long-dicking him. After two thrusts, he screamed and shot a huge load into Jonathon's waiting mouth.
His orgasm caused John to clamp his ass muscles down on my dick and this sent me over the edge. I literally saw stars as I filled up the condom with my love juices. We both collapsed on the bed, sweaty and spent.
I had forgotten that Jonathon hadn't gotten off yet, but I was quickly reminded when he grabbed my ankles and pushed them up on his shoulders. I knew I was going to get fucked, but I felt so good that I didn't care about my inexperience.
Jonathon quickly lubed my ass up and had a fairly easy time loosening me up. He gently entered me and slowly pushed his way in until his pubes made contact with the hair on my ass. He began to fuck me quickly and I knew he wouldn't last long. Toward the end of this sex session, he hit my prostate and I moaned like a whore. I had never experienced that sensation before even though I had been fucked a few times in the past. Maybe I felt it this time because I had already reached orgasm. I don't know but it felt great!
Seeing that I was enjoying the ride, Jonathon pistoned in and out of my ass even faster. Soon he was screaming at the top of his lungs as he filled his condom with good ol' all-American cum. He collapsed on top of me and soon all three of us were engaged in a group kiss.