Palm Springs—September, 2021
Sunday
started very late for us. Eventually I
wandered out of my bedroom for a bowl of Corn Chex. But I had two of them and a cup of tea before
I heard Jay stirring. I helped him pick
up the back yard before his partner got home.
There were barrels full of recyclables—a thirsty bunch! While carting the fuckbench out of the sun, I
kicked myself for not taking pictures of the set up for the party. Jay said he had some pictures—not of the set
up we used but ones that would show something similar. So here they are.
The
wading pool under the arbor. The fuck
bench was to the right, as was one of the slings.
The green space (fake so you don’t burn your feet on stone) where the four rimseats sat. And a mattress covered in a faux leather wrap.
The
sling and table were here and in a similar position.
By
the afternoon I went off to a pool party thrown by the couple I know the least—but
who I had played with for years at Chicago Water Buddies. They swore that there would be no sex at this
gathering. There were a dozen of us
arrived at their incredible home. One of the guest couples had made it their mission to get everyone’s cock in
both of their mouths. And they were successful at various times they got all ten of us. I just tried to stay out of the sun while
they shared me.
In
the spirit of the Wet N Hot weekend, piss was shared as they all went through the
beer and water on the hot day. (112 degrees, I believe.) I am
proud to say I got the piss load of the man I found the hottest—though he told
his partner he was sure he wouldn’t be able to feed me.
But once he started—he couldn’t stop—and loved it. Another convert!
When
I got home I looked again at the scrap of paper I’d found in my sock as I
undressed last night. It merely said Johnny and a phone number. I sent a text—saying well, that I had found this number in my sock.
Instantly I got a picture back.
Well, well. It was the cute young man who sucked me as he sat on the rimseat very early in the evening. He was headed to see his family after he checked out of the gay resort, but wondered if I could meet on Monday morning for a one on one. I said yes and we agreed on 10:00am.
"Just send me home with an ass full of cum…”
And that’s the post for tomorrow…
This party week is the gift that keeps giving. I marvel at your feats. Hats off to you, bud. Kizzes.
ReplyDeleteWell, this was a day about letting my cock rest. Yeah, it got hard enough for those two guys to taste, but no loads were shot by me or anyone else at the pool party. Now piss loads were gratefully swallowed...so much better than iced tea....
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