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"TJ"
by Jamie (c) 1987
It was a hot summer day down in P-Town, but then again they all are, aren't they? After a morning of shopping, cruising and catching up on all the dirt we headed for the Boatslip for some sun and fun, in preparation for TeaDance. Lying on the beach, just below the deck (and several hot studs!) the sun was warm, the action getting hotter. After an hour or so of just lying there, we decided it was time to join the growing crowd, up on the deck, and to have a drink. I went to the bar, like the good little waiter and got cocktails and we sat at a table in the sun. It was at that moment that TJ made his entrance. Not gawdy, mind you. His appearance is so simple that he draws attention by simply being there.
TJ is about 5'10", tight naturally muscled body, dark tanned skin long dark hair and big brown eyes. His appearance is that of some American Indian god of some kind. Finally, he's got a mouth that you know just kisses perfectly....... He was dressed in a tight white tank top and faded bluejeans - torn perfectly from the bottom of his tight ass around to his balls -- showing off the perfect tan (no tan line!) and the glimpse of the white "G"-string. An image not soon forgotten by anyone who sees him. He was with his blond and equally as striking friend. What a pair!
The two of them wandered for a while, pretty much keeping to themselves. Then, just at we were about to leave the table and do some mingling ourselves, TJ and his friend came over and sat down at the next table over. Very quickly they were invited into the conversation and they obviously loved the attention that they were getting. I commented on TJ's tan and asked where he'd been sunning -- since I hadn't seen them on the beach earlier. He said they had been to one of the "straight" beach's in the area and then he chuckled. What's that mean, I asked? Well, TJ explained, I only wear a "G"-string when I go to the beach! They (the straight people) weren't quite sure how to deal with that, even around here! The music from the dance floor began to grow louder, signaling the beginning of yet another chapter in TeaDance history at the BoatSlip. After a little more chatter, TJ announced that he just had to dance. Not being one to sit on the sidelines with such an opportunity at hand, I jumped at the chance and asked him to dance. Moves to kill is about the only way to describe what he looks like on the dance floor. He moves like he's making love -- to himself! It even looks like he's getting aroused, just through the motion of his body. You just know, with those moves, that he's dance-stripped more than once if only in front of his bedroom mirror -- though I doubt that that's the only place that he's done that. Not with moves and a body like that!
Well, we danced through most of the remainder of "T", with each other as well as with others. Then at the end he and his friend invited us back to their room for another drink. Again, not wanting to kick opportunity in the face, I accepted. They were staying near to the BoatSlip so the walk was short. Once inside, TJ mixed drinks and then walked over to me, handed me my drink, took my arm in his strong hand, pulled me close and kissed me the way that I've never been kissed before. I was in heaven. Danny and Jon (TJ's friend) took the hint and joined in in another corner of the room.
TJ pulled back for a moment and, very seductively, peeled his tight white tank top from his well defined, tanned torso and then pulled me towards the bed. He laid back and pulled me onto him and we kissed. We explored every inch of each others bodies with our mouths and hands, ever so gently caressing and hugging. He needed to be loved and controlled. He pulled close and whispered in my ear that he was giving himself to me. He wanted to share himself with me since he'd first seen me on the deck at TeaDance! I pulled him close, hugged him - holding him tightly, and then kissed him for what seemed like forever. This perfect specimen of man-boy was asking, no begging me to make love to him! Not to fuck him --- no, but to make love to him. He was so sensuous to be with that that was easy.
I stood him up and slowly removed his bluejeans and "G"-string, all the while kissing and caressing every inch of his totally tanned young body. Laying him back down on the bed, facing up, I began to slowly run my fingers over him. Beginning with his long dark hair and working my way down over his well defined, muscular chest and tight, washboard stomach; toying seductively with his rock hard cock and huge balls then slowly down over his thighs I tempted his senses in every way that I knew how. I think that he, by this time had drifted into another world. He was moaning lightly and writhing in pleasure under my touch. I then, slowly bathed his dark tight body with my tongue; starting with his toes and working my way back to those beautiful lips. I think he was about to cum, judging by the intensity of his breathing as well as the gyrations of his body, so I backed off. I didn't want this to end.
I laid down next to him and pulled him on top of me. Inter-twining our legs I began to massage his back and those beautiful tanned buns while holding him tightly to me. His cock was rock hard and surely ready to burst at this point, judging by the throbbing. I could feel his heart pounding against my chest, his breathing was getting intense once again. He whispered in my ear, "Fuck me, please fuck me!" With that, I was ready.
I rolled TJ onto his back, pulled his legs up over my shoulders, and slowly, teasingly entered his love hole. He moaned loudly now, begging for me to fuck him hard and long. That just got me hotter. I began a slow, rhythmic pace; sliding my hard cock all the way into him then almost all of the way out. He reached up, pulled me to him and kissed my -- all the while moaning in intense pleasure. This boy was so hot it was incredible! He reached down between us and with one hand played with his hard nipples while slowly stroking his cock in beat with my strokes into him. Again he began begging me to fuck him harder and I knew that I was getting close so I picked up the pace. Soon I was slamming into him like this was my first time! He moaned in pleasure then let out a scream of joy. He was cumming all over himself. That was all it took. I began to fill his love tunnel with my juices. I thought that neither one of us would stop cumming. It was wonderful. Keeping my still hard cock inside of him, I pulled him to me and hugged and kissed him -- holding him tightly. His arms were wrapped around me like he never wanted to let go.
All of a sudden we heard a loud moaning from across the room. Danny and Jon were sitting on the couch, jerking each other off and watching us! I had forgotten that they were even there! Soon they both came, covering each other with hot white man juice. What a day! That was a first for me. I'd never provided such a performance as that one and had never made love with other people watching before. It still turns me on to think about Danny and Jon sitting there watching all of what went on between me and TJ.
On the way home later that night, Danny told me that he'd never seen anyone make love like that before and he wished that he'd had a video camera so that he could re-live that experience over and over again... My only comment was, Next time I'll be sure and tape it. Actually, I think that I'd get into that....... being able to re-live that time; over and over again.
Well, I saw TJ one more time after that. It was just as good as the first time and lasted about twice as long! He's gone back to New Jersey now and I back to Boston. We exchanged phone numbers and addresses and promised to visit each other again before the summer's over. That's one promise I'll be sure to keep!