Vacation

by Stallion Black The clock was ticking; I had only 4 hours before my departure to Philadelphia for three days then Atlanta for six days. Being unfamiliar with the gay scene in both cities, I though it wise to bring myself up to speed, Squirt.org here I cum. For those of you who are still in the dark, Squirt is a web site that specializes in rating all the hottest places in the world a dude can find some action. Needless to say I found what I was looking for, the Men's Club in Philadelphia and the Meet Market and Flex bathhouses in Atlanta, complete with directions and recommended hour to visit. Philadelphia: - I arrived pretty late that night and after getting settled into my hotel room wasn't up for much play. The next day was Friday and according to "Squirt" was the best day of the week to visit the Men's Club. I got there at approximately 5 p.m. registered, got my towel and locker key, got undressed and headed to the weight room where I started to workout in the buff. You can just imagine the attention I received. Picture this, young thirty something black male, 5' 10" muscular and not too shabby in the dick department I'm told, working out butt naked, pretending to mine my own business. I was in the gym for about 45 minutes. While working out, men kept walking through the gym area. This Chinese fellow just stood up and stared the entire time. You must remember, this is a men only club, where everyone is either naked or has a towel draped around their waist. Anyway, one guy in particular caught my eye and I decided I had enough of the gym so I took the plunge and followed him to his room. He was very nice, a blond kid, age 31, with a dick comparable to mine, blue eyes, 6'1" with big nicely kept feet, sporting a cock ring and a raging boner that looked angry. I later found out he was a flight attendant stranded in Philly for the weekend. Back to the story. We flirted with each other, we discussed what we both liked, he said he was a bottom, presto, I'm a top. So we start to get busy in this dimly lit room which measures only 4'x 6' if that much, sound seems to reverberate in this cubicle of a room. Are you getting all this? He's sitting on the edge of the bed, with his shoulders up against the wall. This tall white boy with a very long slender torso, legs spread wide apart, being fuck hard. With each of my hands holding his ankles, I sucked on his right big toe; he loves every bit of it. I'm now grunting and sweating like a stallion and he's moaning like a porn star. All this time I'm jerking his dick and he's fighting my hand off because he's not ready to cum yet, and I'm fighting to keep jerking his dick and fucking his ass and sucking his right big toe. My God the humanity, he finally shoots all over his chest and the wall behind him. With his spinster muscles contracting with each wave of semen that shoots out of that angry dick of his, well you know that just sends me over the edge, and I cum inside him filling that condom to the max. After all this excitement, we burst into spontaneous laughter and struggled to regain composure. Is it just me? Or can any of you relate to this. That awkward moment following an orgasm where you find yourself entangled in some acrobatic position not knowing how you got like that. Well after exchanging names and numbers, we decided it would be best to take a shower. So I opened the door to this room, only to see all the surrounding club members standing in their doorways grinning with approval, talk about feeling cute. Atlanta: - As soon as I arrived in Atlanta, I called a friend of mine. Sam was expecting my call. I had emailed him prior to leaving home. We made arrangements to meet for lunch the next day followed by a work out as a guest at his gym; Sam had to go back to work, poor soul. Now this is supposedly a straight gym, yet it's renowned for all the shenanigans that takes place after work out in the showers. I have written stories about my encounters in those showers previously. Anyway, as soon as I got to the locker room to change, a lovely guy cruising with a hardon greeted me. Don't you just love America? So we talked while I changed, I resisted the temptation to play as I had made prior arrangements to meet with my friend at Bulldogs, a gay club later that evening. After an uneventful workout, I went to the Riches at Lenox Square mall to do a little shopping. Wouldn't you know it, low and behold, in the men's department I meet this darling of a man, Robert, who attended to my every need. Robert even accompanied me to the dressing room where we exchanged numbers after mutually inspecting each other's packages. I also invited him to meet with us later for drinks at Bulldogs. After drinks, the three of us decided we would rent a room at the Red Roof Inn, I know. We stopped and picked up some Vodka and orange juice, a box of Magnum condoms and lube. That in itself must have been a sight to behold. Three men, walking into Wal-Mart at 1 a.m. purchasing condoms, some lube, Vodka and orange juice. Can I tell you? Undaunted, by the obvious, we rented a room. In the room we started drinking and eventually got undressed. I should describe my friends. Sam is black, 6'2" tall, age 32, caramel complexion, with a fat, long, cut dick. Robert is also black, 5'6" tall, age 28, of dark complexion, with an average cut dick, accompanied however by two larger than average size balls. Both my friends are extremely cute, a definite prerequisite. So we start getting busy on this large king-size bed. Sucking each other in a three way 69 with the occasional drink. It wasn't before long that I started rimming Robert's nicely shaven ass and gorging myself on his two enormous balls, which were also shaven. In retrospect, I have never seen such large balls on a black man before. So while I'm dealing with Robert's case, Sam was thoughtful enough to place a condom on my dick so I could fuck Robert. Robert, was an obvious bottom who delighted in being fucked. He enjoyed it, matching my every thrust. Each time I would pound his ass hole I would see those meaty black cheeks ripple. Sam looked on with envy, so I decided to let him have a go at Robert's ass cunt. With all this fucking Sam and myself had stopped drinking, but Robert on the other hand was still at it, in fact, he proceeded to finish the bottle all by himself. He would later shoot cum all over the carpet and bed. Sam and myself jerked each other off then collapse on the bed exhausted. Basking in the after glow, we are on the bed laughing and talking, when Robert decides to go the bathroom to take a piss. You wouldn't believe what happens next. Robert collapses on the floor laughing hysterically, drunk as a motherfucker. Sam and myself look on in disbelief. What the hell were we going to do? We couldn't just leave him in the hotel room, as his husband would kill him and admittedly we felt somewhat responsible for his wellbeing. So we bathed him and got him dressed. I drove his car, while Sam drove Robert in his. Sam walked Robert to his front door, rang the doorbell then ran. The next day Robert called us and thank us for seeing him home safely, gladly he said everything was cool and that he had a great time. Apparently his husband works nights and wasn't home when he had gotten in. What a night. The next guy I met was also from the gym. Mathew was wearing the most reveling outfit. I could tell he was circumcised from the outline in his shorts. Our eyes met and we started talking. I introduced myself, to cut a long story short, we made a date to see a movie in Midtown later that night. We had a great time at the movies, were like a little couple holding hands and all. It was so romantic. After the movie we ended up at his apartment and got down to some heavy gay activities. Did I tell you? Mathew is also tall, age 25, with a caramel complexion, nice large cut dick. I certainly know how to pick them. So he's giving me head and looks up at me and says he would love to fuck me. Hello, I'm a top, and you certainly won't be fucking me with that big dick was my response. So he says if you want some you have to give some. Well, we struck a deal. It was decided that I would fuck him first because I wasn't sure he would live up to his side of the bargain, further more, I paid for the movies so he had to be the bitch first. Anyway, I fucked him and now it was my turn to give it up. Lord, have mercy. How am I going to get out of this? There was no escape. He started eating my ass in an effort to get me to relax. I must say he did a great job, that part I really enjoyed but nothing could prepare me for what happened next. The pain and agony, as his dick slowly ripped open my tender ass. I held on to the edge of the bed for dear life, as he developed a rhythm of sheer hell. Again I'm grunting with each thrust but this time I'm on the receiving end. Gritting my teeth with pain, I ask the question, are you ready to cum yet? He says yes, and thank God the ride form hell is over. My ass will never be the same. The next day I returned home to my homophobic society and a rather mundane life. I enjoyed my vacation immensely. Admittedly, I behaved like a kid in a candy store. I never made it to the Meet Market or to the Flex bathhouse, maybe next time.