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I couldn't believe that Friday was only a blink away and in less than 48 hours I would be strolling somewhere on Duval St. with the warm tropical breeze making me forget briefly just how much I hated winter. After about 2 hours of sorting, packing, unpacking and repacking I was about to give up when the phone rang. The Tonight show was just ending.
"Hey bro, good news!" I could sense the enthusiasm in Kevin's voice but couldn't imagine what the "good news" could be. "I talked to mom earlier this week and told her all about trusting my dope head roommate with my hotel cash and what had happened and she said she would talk to the old man" "Well I just hung up the phone and you wouldn't believe it but dad said I could use his gas card." This was certainly welcome news I thought. "Man, he gave me a pretty good lecture about being more responsible for myself and basically insisted that I drive my Explorer to ensure I didn't put myself in a position of loosing transportation on top of loosing the money for the room" I started to protest his dad's assumption that I was some looser who might leave his son stranded in Florida but Kevin cut me off. "I told him I was actually glad that the trip had turned out this way and he seemed relieved that my choice in a traveling bud was with a forth year bio major." Hmmm, senior bio students can't be irresponsible I thought to myself.
"Shit Kev, that's great news man. I was wondering how the hell we were going to fit all of our stuff into my Jeep and your Explorer will definitely solve that problem plus be a hell of a lot more comfortable on a trip that long." Kevin readily agreed that his truck made much more sense and also suggested that if I was up for it that we could get an earlier start. Damn, how much earlier could our planned departure of 6am be I thought to myself? Kevin said that he had been sleeping since a little before 6 and he was ready to hit the road anytime I was. Great, I thought to myself and since Kevin would be doing the driving I could catch some zzz's ! I was psyched to get an early start.
I woke up right as Kevin was pulling into the South of the Boarder rest stop. Rubbing my eyes and squinting, it had been a long time since I'd seen the sun this bright so early. I looked at my watch and couldn't believe it was only 8:30 am and we were already in South Carolina.
"Fuck man, I don't remember shit from around Richmond. I can't believe we've made it this far so quick." "Quick hell", Kevin said. "Your sorry ass has been sleeping for the last 6 hours and we left a little after 3." He reached over on slapped me on the knee and said this was a perfect time to fill up, grab some breakfast and ice down the cooler. I agreed and threw my sweatshirt in the back seat as I was shutting the door. After gassing up and grabbing some chow we were back on I 95 before 9.
I pulled out my laptop and started my Rand McNally map program. After double checking my entries I realized that we could be in Key West before the day was over. "Hey Kev, I had originally thought we'd probably stop somewhere around Lauderdale and spend the night, but at this pace we can be in Key West before 10 if you're up for it?" "Dood, I'm way ahead of you on that one. I figured I'll pull over around the Florida border and let you take the wheel while I crash for a while if that's ok with you?" "I'm with ya bro, the sooner we get there the sooner the party begins!" I playfully grabbed the back of his neck and rubbed his shoulders to express my excitement and as a gesture of the close friendship we were rapidly developing.
We had stopped at Jacksonville around noon to take a much needed piss and change drivers. While there we both took the opportunity to change into some shorts and tank tops, after all we were "Florida boys" now. I 95 through Florida I discovered is the most boring interstate anyone could ever drive. Besides the countless miles of scrub palmettos and swamps I quickly learned that Florida should be known for something other than a retirement place for old people. I had hopelessly flipped through every radio signal for the past 200 miles only to be reminded that country music was not dead. The only thing that kept me somewhat amused was the occasional glance over at Kevin peacefully sleeping with his seat in the full recline position. It was obvious that under those cream colored board shorts with deep red stripes running on the side that this rascal was packing some serious heat under that Velcro flap. The scenery inside the truck was definitely better than what was on the outside. I sucked in my breath quickly one time making a reverse whistle sound when I noticed his right hand slipping up his tank top to rub a six pack that looked like it was chiseled out of marble. Man this was going to be a great trip being able to bud around with a stud like this I thought to myself.
It was almost 5pm when I finally found an exit advertising gas and food just south of Ft. Lauderdale. I gently stopped the truck under a canopy and turned off the engine. "Hey buddy" I said as I firmly grabbed his naked knee shaking it gently back and forth. "Wake up there sleeping beauty" as I playfully moved my hand to the top of his head and rubbed it quickly. "Huh, what, what's wrong?" he said, barely starting to open his eyes. "Nothing man, we're past Lauderdale and I'm stopping for some gas, figured you'd probably like to take a leak and grab a snack." "Wow, man I really must have passed out. Did you say we were past Ft. Lauderdale?" "Sure did bro, we have about another 4 hours to go." Well that got his attention and brought a huge mischievousness grin to his face. After filling up we grabbed some two for one hot dogs and a big bag of chips. I pulled over to the side of the parking lot while I once again checked out the Rand McNally software. I told Kevin that the drive across the bridge through the keys was going to be awesome; and Kevin took the wheel with the authority of a man on a mission.
On the Florida Turnpike I pointed out exit 4, Homestead/Key West. Within 45 minutes we had left the skyline of Miami a distant memory, inhaled our hot dogs and had settled into a relaxed drive over to Key West. The views were captivating and new to both of us. Around Key Largo Kevin suggested that it we could probably get away with a cold brew if we hid it in the 32oz plastic coke cup he still had resting between his thighs from the last gas stop. "Good idea there amigo" I said as I was crawling through the split in the front seats to get my hands on the cooler. "Hey, hand me that coke cup man" as I was pulling two cold brews from the bottom of the cooler. "Hold on a sec, my phone is ringing." I don't know who it was but became impatient and twisted my torso toward the radio as I reached down to his crotch grabbing the plastic cup. Yes I knew that I had purposely put my fingers inside the cup and my thumb against his junk as I was retrieving the cup but figured I could easily defend that if questioned. I was finishing up pouring the second of two 12 ouncers into the cup when I felt a slap on my ass. "Hey man, get your fucking ass out of my face and give me some beer. What the hell you doing back there, starting the party without me?" I put the cup in my right hand and snaked it around to the front seat trying not to spill a drop when I felt Kevin's hand on mine retrieving the cup. I flipped back around landing in my seat and accidentally grazed his arm causing him to spill a couple of ounces directly in his lap. "Oh shit dood, sorry man. Fuck I hope we didn't loose too much beer!" "Too much beer hell, my fucking lap is soaked." "Quitcher whining and pass me the brew, shit happens bro." Kevin quickly took a huge gulp and passed the cup to me `accidentally' bumping it into my chest splashing some onto my tank top. "You fuc"....I was cut off immediately by Kevin saying; "sorry bro, shit happens!" We both screamed in laughter at each other, we were having fun. Handing the cup back to Kevin I was able to glance down to his wet crotch and noticed the outline of a perfectly shaped helmet, under the almost now wet see through fabric. We finished the first cup in 15 minutes and I got us a refill; this time with none of the theatrics. With the windows rolled down and finally some decent music we settled into the last leg of our journey.
A little past Marathon Key I saw a mom and pop gas station/tackle shop we pulled into to take advantage of the facilities. We had downed 3 of the 22 ounce cups and needed relief badly. We went inside and retrieved a key to the men's room around the corner. Without even thinking I pushed into the small stinky restroom behind Kevin and was untying my shorts about the same time he was. We both stood looking at the graffiti on the walls laughing our asses off after making sure our aim was on target. Relieved and ready to continue I yanked off my tank top before hopping in the truck hoping Kevin would do the same; he did. About midway over the 7 mile bridge I was once again bent into the back seat filling up our cup for one more brew before hitting Key West. Sitting back down Kevin quickly handed me the cup after a hefty swig. I had secretly grabbed a chunk of ice and while tipping the cup to my lips I smashed the melting ice against his belly causing him to scream out in terror like a little girl. I laughed so hard that I blew beer through my nose. "Holy fuck that shit burns!" Kevin knew what had happened and said, "Serves ya right asshole."
It was a fairly straightforward drive through the island of Key West and we found Duval St. surprisingly quick. It was barely 9 as we were driving slowly back from the pier keenly paying attention to the party crowds that were quickly increasing. "FUCK man, I just remembered, my reservation isn't until tomorrow!" "Wow, that didn't even cross my mind bro. What the hell are we going to do?" I knew it was going to be next to impossible to secure a hotel room this late and honestly couldn't think of anything but going to the motel I had reservations for and asking for help. We arrived at Atlantic Shores on South St. 5 minutes later and patiently waited while the desk attendant finished up checking in some other guest's. After explaining our dilemma the desk clerk looked honestly sympathetic, checked my reservation for tomorrow, introduced himself as Billy and disappeared saying he would be back in just a couple of minutes. Billy re-appeared a couple of minutes later with a man who I assumed to be his supervisor. "Who's Tyler?" asked the gentleman now standing next to David. "That's me, I'm Tyler sir." "Don't be calling me Sir Tyler, my name's David and I'm the owner of Atlantic Shores" he said as he was extending his hand. "Nice to meet you David, this is Kevin", I said glancing over at Kevin. "Nice to meet you too Kevin." "Thanks, nice to meet you also" said Kevin. David glanced around at Billy making sure nobody else was in the lobby and said, "Look, I honestly can't help you guys out with a room tonight, we're booked solid as of right now. I do have an idea though." We started listening intently.
David went on to explain that this time of year it's almost impossible to find accommodations with no reservations, especially this late at night. He noticed that I had booked a room with a king bed and if we were willing to give that up for a room with a single double that he would allow us to "camp" in his parking lot until tomorrow when the rooms would be ready. He noticed our immediate concern and said "Look guys, I could charge you extra for registering an additional person in your room, but I'll be willing to overlook that if you take me up on my offer. The fact is that I can charge a hell of a lot more for your king room than what you paid for it in advance. To sweeten the deal I'll even give you back the difference from what you would have paid for a double when you booked last fall and comp you a full day's worth of drinks at the pool bar. What do you say guys?" Well we both turned around and agreed that the Explorer was certainly big enough for both of us to crash in, the extra money would come in handy and that we'd be fools to pass up of a whole day of free booze. "OK, David, you got yourself a deal, we'll do it!" "Great, Billy here will show you guys were to park tonight and I'll see you tomorrow to wrap up the details then." "Thanks David, we'll see you tomorrow", yelled Kevin as we were following Billy out of the door.
Billy directed us around to the right of the building. I followed Billy on foot while Kevin went to the truck to pull it around. Billy was saying that this was a good spot because of the security lights as he was directing Kevin which spot to pull in. "This is great Billy and we really appreciate everything." "Not a problem guys, we've all found ourselves in tight spots one time or another." We popped the back door and quickly started figuring out how we were going to make this work with all the luggage and cooler. Billy was there to rescue us once again. "Hey guys, this door underneath the deck leads to a storage room and you can stow your stuff in there this evening to give you more room. I'll leave the key with ya'll, just make sure I get it back in the morning, ok?" "No problem man, this makes everything a lot better" I said. "I'll be right back with some sheets and a couple pillows for you guys" Billy said. Wow this was working out better than we could have imagined Kevin and I both agreed. We had finished putting everything in the storage room and were standing around drinking a beer when Billy came back. "Here you go guys; looks like you can enjoy those beers now." "Billy, we really can't tell you how much we honestly appreciate everything you guys have done for us, we really mean it" I said with Kevin nodding. "Hey, forget about it guys, no problem at all. We've got a little music and the bar is open upstairs at the pool if you guys want to join in? It's strictly private this time of night, but I'm sure David wouldn't mind at all, plus you can test drive the heated pool too." "Too awesome, thanks man, I think we may just take you up on that offer, thanks again!"
Kevin and I toasted our good fortune while sitting on the tailgate. My mind was beginning to wonder when I suddenly felt Kevin place and ice cold beer between my legs bringing me quickly out of my day dream with a sudden shriek; actually it was more like a squeal. "Well you boys certainly seem a lot more relaxed now" said David as we were hopelessly trying to recover from one of the many laughing fits we'd experienced throughout the day. "Oh we are, we definitely are David", still hysterically laughing at our stupidity. "You guys joining us up at the pool?" I glanced an `I'll get you back look' at Kevin and quickly said "sure, we're on our way now."
The pool bar and deck area was beyond anything we could have imagined. The bar was a Caribbean style hut with a serving area which wrapped completely around with a selection of liquors on a center island to rival anything we'd ever seen. The pool was a huge L shape completely surrounded by a deck with what looked to be a couple hundred white plastic loungers all neatly stacked up for the evening. One end of the deck led to a pier which seemed to extend a couple hundred feet out into the Gulf of Mexico with stairs leading directly down into the ocean. As we were walking back toward the bar Kevin said "Tyler, this is awesome man, can you believe this set up?" "Yeah, pretty great isn't it?" We were just finishing the beer we'd brought with us when David came up and pointed us to the bar for anything we wanted. There must have been about 30 or so people there that evening and David or Billy was introducing us to everyone as they arrived. It seemed that everyone there was an employee or friend of an employee. Most of the girls and guys there had tans which gave them away as being local. Someone pushed someone in the pool, someone turned up the music and the party was in full swing. I was talking with this blond guy at the bar when Kevin came up to me with eyes as big as saucers tapping me on the shoulder loudly whispering "bro, there's a chick in the pool totally naked and another one who's tops been ripped off getting ready to be thrown in!" I laughed and said relax man, this area is clothing optional all the time. "You mean, you mean that.. a ....a . anyone up here can run around buck nekkid?" "That's right cowboy, anyone, anytime, at least up here anyway" came from the bartender, Steve. "Hey Steve this is Kevin, my partner in crime for the week, Kevin this is Steve." The two shook hands while Steve went on explaining that during the days you'll see just about anything you want up here and a lot you probably wouldn't.
Kevin was apparently preoccupied with something that was causing him repeated trips from the corner of the pool back to the bar. I had taken the opportunity while standing by the pool talking to David to launch an unsuspecting assault on Kevin as he made another pass. SPLASH, "Mission accomplished", I yelled while slapping myself on the knee bending down pointing to Kevin. I immediately felt Davids arms around my waist hoisting me up in the air while someone was yanking off my trunks. The second before I was tossed up into the air heading for the water I noticed a devilish grin on Kevin's face while he was pointing at me laughing and knew right then that I'd been set up! "I'll get you both back when you least expect it"I managed while spitting out the water and making a dolphin dive towards Kevin. Everyone was laughing and pointing at me obviously taking great pride in ambush skills. They got me! The party continued with me standing around buck naked at the bar and by the pool until around 1am when it started winding down. With a towel wrapped around us both Kevin and I both thanked our hosts for such a great evening.
Halfway down the steps I realized that I didn't have my trunks and turned around quickly while telling Kevin what I had remembered started heading back up to the pool. "Forget it man, Billy took your shorts and some wet towels to the laundry area and said they'd be dry for you tomorrow." "Well that's just fucking great, now I don't have anything to wear while sleeping." Kevin punched my shoulder saying "you drunk bitch, don't you remember that we have dry clothes in the storage room?" I punched his shoulder back saying "you drunk bitch, where do think the fucking key to the storage room is, up your ass?" Hmmmm, this was turning out even better than I could have ever planned, sleeping naked next to Kevin in a very very small place. Life is good I silently mused to myself. Back at the Explorer was a note that said "I think you guys may need this" taped to an air mattress leaning up against the truck. "That was pretty cool of Billy, I hadn't even thought about how hard the floor of the truck would be to sleep on" I said. "Yeah, but as drunk as we are we probably wouldn't notice" replied Kevin. The air mattress fit perfectly with the back seats flipped completely over. I threw a sheet over the plastic and tossed the pillows up to the back of the front seats. I bunched the sheets up at the bottom and was dropping my towel when Kevin hopped up into the truck. "Hey dickweed, you ain't crawling up in here in those wet fucking shorts." "Well I don't have anything to wear" he whined. I casually pointed toward my naked ass. "Does this look like I do either?" With that, we both sorta laughed and he lifted his hips exposing a very definite tan line as he tossed his shorts out to me to throw on top of the truck. I crawled in, pulled the hatch closed and grabbed the sheet pulling it up on both of us as my head hit the pillow. "Hey man, keep your nekkid ass on your side tonight, ok?" I rolled over, stuck my chin over his shoulder and said "why, this ain't our first date, remember?" We both laughed and soon Kevin was obviously in a sound sleep.
I laid there for what seemed like hours, unable to concentrate on anything other than my painfully erect dick and the naked god laying only inches from my exposed flesh. I finally decided to just jerk off very quietly. The security light allowed me a perfect almost art like vision of Kevin lying flat on his back with the sheet pushed down past his navel. One more look at his bulge the sheet was hiding caused my knees to jerk up and cum to fly out of my cock with more force than I could ever remember. I tried to restrain the spasms and convulsions hoping to not wake up Kevin. It worked. I sat up and grabbed the bottom of the sheet to wipe off the tons of semen which completely drenched my chest and face. Lying back down, I soon drifted off with a satisfied grin on my lips. It must have been around 3 when I was woken up by Kevin's hand patting me on my stomach. A big smile came over my face but was quickly replaced when he started to say "Tyler, Tyler, I'm sick man, I'm going to be sick." I quickly remembered the little plastic trash can with the sand bag sides that I had placed on the console when flipping up the rear seats. I tried to get Kevin to set up but he couldn't manage at all so I bunched up my pillow to raise his head up more and leaned across his back holding the plastic trash can under his chin for the inevitable. After about 10 minutes of violent on and off heaving he was finally starting to settle back down. I reached for the handy wipes in the front console and told him to wipe his mouth while I put the can outside. While outside I grabbed his wet shorts from the roof of the Explorer before crawling back in. "You better now bro, do I need to get that little trash can again?" "No man, I'm good, I'm good. Man I am so fucking sorry and embarrassed I got sick like that and you had to look after me." "Shut up asswipe, I did it out of self defense. You think I want to sleep in a puke pit the rest of the night?" "Whatever man, whatever. Fuck, I'm hot and cold at the same time" The outside temperature had definitely dropped and it was getting chilly inside the truck. I scooted up close to Kevin and placed his wet shorts up against his forehead. "Oh man, that feels good, thanks" was about all he could mumble. He hunched his back closer to my chest and pulled my arm over him saying "please don't let me get cold; I know I'll get sick again if I start to shiver." I snuggled closer to make us both warmer and feel to sleep plastered tight up against the man of my most recent fantasy.
TO BE CONTINUED..I'm not a writer and this is my first attempt. Any suggestions or comments are welcome to thomasjhsd@yahoo.com