TRUE SEXUAL ADVENTURES
By
Rev Jesse Penfield Gibson, MDiv, DMin
DISCLAINER: The following are based on true experiences. It consists of consensual sexual experiences between consenting adults, including barebacking and other unsafe practices. All episodes are homosexual between gay men. None involve romance of any sort. For the most part they are random encounters. If this offends you, stop reading. If you find homosexuality erotic, I hope you enjoy.
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TWENTY-EIGHT
A Pride Orgy
Island House, Key West
I was there for the last two days of Pride but actually stayed at New Orleans House, the gay guesthouse attached to the Bourbon Street bar, for the first two nights. It was in the center of the action, site of the fetish Purgatory party and prime viewing for the parade. After that I would move to IH. Although it bills itself as all-male and clothing optional, New Orleans House isn't, at least not when I was there during Pride. The pool party was in full swing when I got there and was Co-ed. Purgatory was billed as men only but there were women. And it ended up being very boring. It could have been hot with unrestrained male sexuality but in my view the presence of pussy dampened the fun. Women civilize men and that fucking sucks. Why be civilized?.
I should have gone and ahead and gotten my day pass for the Sunday pool party at IH when I was done working out at the gym on Caroline. I didn't and actually lingered pver lunch on Duval before heading over. I got the last locker they had. Lucky. I stripped off, grabbed a towel and made my way to the pool.
It was packed. Crammed. More men than you knew what to do with and only men. Much better. I got in the pool abd was pushed up in a corner around the stairs. I ended up talking with a guy on a day pass, a cruise ship refugee, there with a pair of friends who were on the sundeck. I did eventually push away from him to find someone else as that guy was kind of a bummer.
Here's the thing: I came to get laid. I figured that the video room would be rocking. So after an hour or so in the pool, I got out, dried off and went and retrieved my small bottle of Astroglide from the locker and climbed up the back stair to the video room. It wasn't rocking. At least not then. There was a guy in the corner and pair at the far end of the room, one guy kneeling in front of the other blowing him. I'm not the shy sort and I am pretty fucking horny, so I take my ass over and plop down next to the guy getting blown and whip out my dick.
He reaches over and takes it in his hand. Cool.
The guy blowing him looks up and sees his partner giving me a handjob and comes over like a shiny penny, getting his mouth around my cock. You don't need a crowd to have a party, I say. You just need the right guy or two. I lean over and kiss the guy he came from and stroke him to keep him hard. The blower will be back. Besides kissing is cool - in fact I think men kissing is the gayest act of all. And I am horned up and when I am horny I like to kiss. The gay bobbing on my dick is doing a good job.
"You ready for my load?" the guy I am stroking asks the guy blowing me
"Oh, yeah. Give it to me" he says.
I figure he is going to stroke it out into his mouth but that isn't what happened. The guy blowing stands up and spreads his legs. His partner gets behind him and shoves it in standing. And he takes it like a man too. Because it isn't a gentle fucking either. He is getting tore up. But I am alone, stroking myself watching it, and frankly enjoying it because I am both a voyeur and an exhibitionist. I love seeing men fuck.
Alone doesn't last. Another guy is beside me -- middle aged, semi good shape, a dad bod-- and he leans over and takes me into his mouth. So, we are getting an orgy going and that's great. THe bottom guy is moaning and groaning and loving it. A guy, 30's and naked, steps in front of me, hard on pointed at me. It's not my first time around the block. I open up and take him down deep. All the way down.
"Goddddddammmn" he says. "Suck that big dick"
The thing is that it is a big dick and nice big balls. One hand tugging on them and the other stroking the shaft as I swallow him down whole. Meanwhile, I'm getting tongued bathed too. Cool as shit.
At some point, I lose track and the guys fucking are done and whatever hopes I had of plowing that ass vanished. Never mind because things are heating up in here. A trio of buff hairy guys have one of their number pushed over the platform on the side and another driving himself into his ass as the other waits his turn. I have a dick to suck and another sucking me. I'm good, at least for right now.
Another man, a black guy, early 30's with a goatee and a small ponytail, is in front of me. He is hard and uncut and I motion for him to come over. I want that uncut dick. I pull the foreskin taunt with my lips, nibble on it, play with it but a dick is for sucking and I take him down. His hands go on my head and he shoves me down on it. I gag a little. I have the other guy in my hand, stroking him as I blow the black guy. I'm giving this fine dick my A level blowjob, really making love to it. He appreciates it too, pumping in my mouth. I go for the balls and he seems to love that but the india ink tool is staring me in the face and I have to go back at it. The other guy, though, is geting impatient. As much as I want to sit there and drink up his cum, it doesn't last. The guy I've been stroking kneels down and edges me out. I give way. Things have heated up and I might get another shot. After all this is a candy shop and it's all free.
"Thanks dude" I say to the guy that's been blowing me. I need a break.
There is action in the hallway. I push through the thick plastic slats and step out and there are probably a dozen guys out in the hallway. It 's a tight squeeze and we are all naked, hard and queer, so I get pawed at and manhandled some as I head down to where the glory hole booths are. I don't go in one but I am standing outside of them in the red light and the flickering of the porn playing on the monitor over the fuck cubby at the end of the hall. In no time at all, there is a guy on his knees sucking it. There is another in my face kissing me.
There are people watching. There are people doing. It is hot as fucking hell in there as the whole fucking place is overcrowded at this point. I have no idea how many people there are all together -- 30 at least -- and we are crammed together like sardines, fucking. And that is the key point here. Fucking.
"Fuck me with that big dick" the guy kissing me says.
Why not? He lays back supine in the cubby, his legs up. He's my age, not as good of shape as me, but I didn't come in here looking for Mr Right but for Mr Right Now. I came in looking for pig sex and this is it. He holds his ass cheeks open and get in position and shove my greased cock in there.
He is tight. Way fucking tight.
"Slow. I don't get fucked much"
Yeah, slow and gentle ain't gonna do it. This is an orgy. If you are bottom, you need to be a fucking bottom. Bottoms out number tops anyway and I want to rail on an ass. But I fuck him, at least for now. He's not getting my load but I fuck him. There is a slap on my ass and powerful arms hold me tight. A hard dick presses up against my buttcheeks. The dick is in the other man's ass but I perceive that the one holding me from the back is the hotter of the two. Still, I am fucking a guy in the ass in a crowd of people in the play space of a gay resort so it isn't like I am suffering anyway. I push myself in him and fuck him slowly. The guy holding me reaches around and kisses me and I recognize him. He's gray haired but younger than me, probably 40 or 45 at the oldest. He is fit, a runner probably. His name is Alan. We chatted briefly at the Bourbon Street pool party yesterday and he complimented my attire -- a leather jock, chaps and a leather shirt -- at the Bourbon St Purgatory party last night (the one where I didn't get laid). He has a quartet of twinks with him at New Orleans House, all of them dressed in their underwear. I wonder where they are.
"I'm going to fuck you" he whispers in my ear.
I'm a top. If you've read the previous 27 entries then you know I am a top but I occassionally bottom and this is, I think, one of those times I am going to bottom. This guy I am fucking, he will get fucked by someone else. He won't wait there but for a second. Right now, in this space, you can have all the sex you want. It is an orgy now. I pull out of him and Alan pushes me into the fartherest glory hole booth, following right in behind me. I hear movement and muted talking in the booth next to me -- my notion being the quartet of twinks are there -- and I look down at there is hand with two fingers extended, swiping the bottom of the glory hole.
Why not? I stick my dick in the hole. A mouth latches on. Alan pushes me against the wall of the booth, kicks my legs apart and gets behind me. I feel his dick against my sphincter. I am tight too. But in it goes.
"Oh God" I hear myself say. "Oh fuck"
It hurts. No, it doesn't hurt. It is uncomfortable. Back when I was a twink and bottomed alot, my brain knew that sensation as pleasurable. I'm a daddy now. It is uncomfortable. But not unpleasant. No, definitely not. I wiggle my ass on his dick even as mine is getting sucked by a boy in the other booth. I thought I might faint. It was a lot of sensaton.
"Fuck, you're tight" Alan said. "But I am going to fuck you until you scream"
"Yeah, fuck me" I said and I meant it. I wanted to be fucked. More than anything.
So he did. Not in a rhythmic motion but in sharp, stabbing strokes. Hard and all the way in. Then faster and more rhythmic. He wanted to tail on my ass, rip me a new one and now the sensation is building and he isn't making a point. He's fucking now and it feels good. I don't want him to stop. My own cock is through the hole and getting stroked before a mouth clamps back on it.
"Uhhh, uuuh, uuuh" I grunt in rhythm. "Oh God, fuck, fuck, fuck"
"Fuck your hot ass" Alan says, holding my torso in a bear hug as he ravishes my hole.
He fucks me, both of us grunting and groaning. Someone peeps in and I ignore him and so does Alan. Watch if you want, I figure. He moves on and I don't care. My ass and dick are alive with sensation. I want it so bad.
"I'm gonna cum" Alan calls out.
"Cream my ass" I say
He does. I can feel his dick twitch inside me and feel the semen in there and as it drips out. He is spent and I will need to cum soon. But I pull away from the glory hole. Alan holds me tight and kisses my neck.
"See you at the other place" he says
"Yeah, see ya" I say.
I am standing just outside the video room in the hallway, rubbing my dick, my small bottle of lube in my hand. I haven't cum yet but I'm not yet recovered from the fucking to go on the prowl. I'm more orless hard and stroking on it though. The black guy comes by me, scrapping against me a little. I reach out for his ass and barely touch it. He stops and turns, looking at me hard. For a split second, I'm a scared. I don't know if he is pissed. He gets very close up to me.
"You not sucking my dick this time" he says. "Bend over. I want to fuck you"
He's bigger than what I usually take but he is hotter than fucking hell. He is smoking hot, all kinds of fit and muscular, a perfect specimen of manhood in his prime. If he wants to fuck me, I want to get fucked. So, I move over the corner where the hall turns to go to the video room or around to the glory holes and bend over as much as possible in the constricted space. He gets behind me, wedged in.
It isn't gentle. It hurts. LIke hell. But not for long. THen I feel very, very full and the motion of his long thick tool up and inside me, against my prostate feels incredibly good. I'm no more than half hard but my dick is electric as I stroke out, in time with the rnythm of him pounding my ass. I think he is horny as fuck, having been playing for a while and he just really needs to get off. I do too for the same reason. We may be blocking traffic as people have to squeeze around as they come and go but we don't care. He needs to fuck and I need to get fucked.
"Oh fuck. FUck me hard. Tear that ass up" I say to him
"Yeah fuck him. FUck him hard" I hear another voice behind me say. "Tear it up"
My man says nothing. He grunts and fucks. My balls are tight and I think I am going to die. I crammed in and I can't breath. My ass is alive with feeling, my dick is supersensitive, my prostate is sending the message of pain and pleasure to my brain and I am going to die, right here in the hallway during an orgy. I can barely stand it. I'll pass out.
"AWWWWW< fuck!" I call out as I cum. THe semen flies out of me, draining me as I shiver in the orgasm of it.
"Ahh fuck" he grunts, shoving it in one last time, unloading in my ass.
I go and retrieve my stuff. The parade starts at 5.