Gary & CJ Fort Lauderdale-August 1991
This is a true story that I shared with two memebers of the forum about three weeks ago. I decided to share it with the whole forum.
I've always been attracted to straight guys, since I was a kid. When I was in high school and college I would fantasize about guys, particularly when I saw them shirtless, on the beach or the playground playing ball or in the dorm. I never "made a move" on any straight guys when I was young, but I still desire similar looking guys to this day. I think we agree that 18-25 is about the best age for a cute guy, although there are guys in their 30's who are hot too, but there is "magic" in a good looking guy the ages I mentioned.
I wanted to give you an example of my kind of an ideal situation. I started going to Fort Lauderdale, Florida in the mid 80's, first to visit my parents and to watch my favorite team the Yankees, in Spring training. But I soon discovered that the streets and beaches of Fort Lauderdale were packed with college kids on break from all over the country. It was incredible eye candy for me to hang out on the strip, and take in thousands of college age kids in short and shirtless, getting drunk and looking for hot chicks. I also found out that young guys come down there to live with the college crowd, often leaving their hometowns to party, fuck, do drugs and have fun. These are the kind of kids who will also let a gay dude suck them off for some cash. This discovery lead to me living out some of my long thought of fantasies.
One of my hottest experiences ever took place in August, 1991. The McDonalds right on the strip was a place with a bathroom open to the public, and most of the available, and not available teens passed through there. I was eating lunch one day when I first saw a guy whose name was Gary. He was 19, with a smooth lean tan body, with nice blond hair that was long in the back and shaved on the sides. He saw me staring at him, and I followed him into the street. He said hi to me a block away. He was the usual story, a straight guy from North Carolina, who didn't get along with his mom and step dad, and had come down to Lauderdale for spring break.
I invited him back to my motel, offered him to share a joint with me, (a great way to get these kids to come, and come back to my room). We probably agreed to $30 or $40 for him to let me suck him off, (my favorite activity with young str8 guys). We went back to my air conditioned room, and smoked, and he got naked and we watched MTV and he was a fun smiling great looking kid with a dynamite personality. I sucked him off, he played with my dick and I got off, and I let him take a clean shower, and gave him a joint for the road, and he said he would be back, as I told him I was there all week.
Well, the story gets better, The next day, he saw me on the strip and agreed to come back with me, but told me he had a friend who would like to hang out with us. I agreed to meet him, and five minutes later, he came over with his buddy C. J., (come to think of it, as in the guy on
Broke Straight Boys). CJ was about the same height as Gary, maybe 5' 10", also blonde, but shorter hair. He was 20 and had a more muscular body, while also hairless in his swim suit.
I invited them both back, and that began a week of me hanging out with two extremely hot guys 19 and 20, taking them out to eat, (in cheap places like Denny's), but driving them in my rental car, with them yelling out the windows at every girl who walked past, and flirting with the waitress at Denny's. One day I took them to a water park in Hollywood Florida. I was so proud to be with two of the hottest guys in that Splish Splash Park. We also went to play miniature golf one day. They let me win. I still have the score card.
And the sex was my fantasy, having them lay naked side by side, and taking turns sucking one after the other. I remember CJ saying that I sucked better than a chick, and when he got too close to cumming, pulling my head off and pointing with his thumb to Gary and I would scoot over on the bed to suck his buddy off. They would not cum in front of each other, and one would go outside and wait while I finished the other one off.
I paid them a nominal amount of money when they visited me, but they made for my greatest vacation ever. The last night I saw them they had made some money, and took a motel room in a chap room right on the beach. They told me their room number. I brought them breakfast in bed the next morning. I knew that Gary liked chocolate milk, and Gary, liked root beer. I brought a bagful of morning snacks, and they really appreciated my serving them breakfast in bed.
I know I've gone on and on, but it is fun thinking about Gary and CJ. I don't expect such a detailed response, but I'd be curious to know what you may have done. Thanks.