Yesterday was the graduation at my high school. Afterwards, I went to my friend's cottage on a lake with about a dozen of my friends. There was a lot of drinking going on, naturally, and this is the true story of what I got to do. There isn't any blatant sex, although I wish there had been. This is just what happened.
At the cottage there is a small hot tub, really built for three people to sit comfortably, but my friends and I crammed as many as five into it. Two of the guys who were in there at one time with my hadn't thought to bring swimsuits with them, so they stripped down to their boxers to swim. Both of them were quite drunk.
The first guy is in the army and really built nicely. He was the drunkest of the two guys. I had always suspected he might be gay. I didn't get any real confirmation this night, but I did get a chance to have a little fun. We were in the hot tub with two girls, but with all our legs crossing over one another. My left foot went under one of his legs to rest with my big toe at the bottom of his ass. I tried not to make it obvious, but I'd use every opportunity to feel his thinly covered ass with my foot, and even run up to his balls when I could. Once he said "Hey, watch your foot there buddy", but he was so drunk that he didn't notice that I didn't stop.
After a few minutes of this, the two girls left to leave this hot guy and me alone in the hot tub. With more room available, he stretched out. First he arched his back, bringing his cock above the surface of the water. His boxers were small and wrapped tightly around his package, so I could see that he was almost hard. Then, he rolled over right onto my foot. His hard cock went down and rubbed against my skin. I moved my leg to get the best feel I could. I was sure that if he was too drunk to notice, I could have jerked him off right there to cum in the pool. Unfortunately, he pulled his cock away thinking that it had happened as an accident. That was the end of my fun with him.
In some of his drunked ramblings, he did say that he'd do anything I asked him to, and so I immediately thought of getting him to take off his boxers and cum into my mouth. I didn't have the nerve to say it, though.
The second guy was in much more control of what he was doing. He had been drinking so perhaps his inhibitions were down, but he still knew what he was doing. This guy was in another pair of small boxers that held nice and tight to his cock in the water.
When lots of people were crammed into the hot tub, I was able to put my legs under his and feel his ass like I had to the first guy about an hour previously. The first thing I noticed was that he didn't say anything about it, but when someone else hit his ass by accident, he would make a remark like "Hey, watch where you're putting that foot!". However, with my toes always at his ass, he didn't say a word.
At one point, we were down to three people in the tub -- me, a girl, and this guy. I had my feet close to his waist so I could feel where his boxers covered his hip, but I couldn't get to any of the good parts. Before too long, he rolled onto his side, actually laying his cock onto my foot. This was the greatest sensation I had felt in all my groapings that night. I took full advantage, subtly massaging his bulge while trying to make it seem as though it was only the currents of the water move my foot.
Like the first guy, he also went onto his back a few times. When he did, I did the same thing as before -- trying to take his cock between my feet and feel as much of it as I could. With this guy, I did it many times and he never said a word. By this point I was almost positive that he was at least bi and was happy to have a guy try to get him off with tons of our friends around.
My grestest opportunity came when another friend of ours brought a big bucket of hot water to dump into the tub. At one point there were three of us there. When he did it, the three of us would try to get as close as we could to the heat while trying not to get scalded. There was constantly physical contact in these moments. With this second guy, I got so close to as plant my hand full on his cock. He didn't even blink, despite my attempts at holding on as long as I could and trying to stimulate him to get a boner.
All that night I caught occasional looks from him. They were the kind of fleeting glances or eye contact that were probably completely innocent, but I took it to mean he was enjoying what I was doing. I know he was drunk, but he very well may have been sober enought to realize what I was doing. I desperately wanted to see him cum at my hands.
Needless to say, I was very disappointed when the overnight stay ended. I had hoped for some skinny dipping, but it never happened. Not once did I get to see either guy's cock in full view, although I did get a lot of looks at the wet tight package.
What I would really love is to have fun with these guys and actually manage to get some cum flying around. If you recognize yourself in this story (it took place in eastern Canada, by the way), please drop me a line. I assume that by being here at nifty that you are gay.
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