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I would like to continue my journey down memory lane by recounting an event that occurred during the early 1990s. I was in my early 20s and lived in Gainesville, Florida where I was studying photography and printmaking at Santa Fe Community College. I had been fortunate enough to be accepted into a small arts festival that was part of Pride Fest in Fort Lauderdale. It was a small one-day event that had me arrive on a Friday to set up and be ready for the event on Saturday. The drive was long and boring and by the time that I got set up I was exhausted.
Before checking into my hotel, I stopped at a fast-food joint for a bite to eat. While I was sitting there trying to enjoy the meal, I noticed that one of the employees was lingering while he was wiping down tables. He kept making eye contact while he did so and gave slight head motion and went into the men’s room. I guess he clocked me when I placed my order.
I waited a moment before gathering the courage to enter as well. I didn’t want to be obvious, but at the same time my curiosity was up, and so was my penis.
I made my way to one of the two urinals and started taking a piss. The employee went through the motions of wiping down the mirror and sink area. He was an average looking guy who looked to be in his 20s as well.
I looked over my shoulder and the guy was definitely checking me out from the mirror. I threw caution to the wind and started tugging on my stiff dick. Not missing a beat, the attendant motioned me towards the stall and I eagerly followed. He wasted no time locking the stall door and was gobbling up my engorged cock in one swift motion. I pushed my jeans and underwear down so that he could have greater access to my goods.
This guy was cock hungry and I was pleased to let him have it his way. He cupped my low hanging balls and sucked my cock like a pro. We both knew that it was risky being in there together. The guy looked up me and gave a bit of a nod and I knew not to hold back. I started thrusting my cock deep into his mouth and in record time, I shot a heavy load down his throat. He greedily lapped up every drop before pulling off of my cock. I thanked him, got myself together and returned to my table. A minute or so later, the employee exited the men’s room, winked at me as he walked by and returned to his station behind the counter.
This was the start of an unforgettable weekend.
I got to my hotel room, showered and watched some tv. I had thought about going out to one of the night clubs that I had read about, but decided to stay in. I had an early morning scheduled for Saturday and wanted to be fresh for the art show and sale.
The event itself was so-so; not really as well attended as it had been hyped to be. Still, it was a learning experience and there was plenty of eye candy passing by. A couple of catty queens recognized one of the models from my photography and one of them said, “Girl you did a fabulous job of hiding his crow’s feet.”
The model was a good-looking guy who, at the time was 38, had never held a job and was entirely supported by his wealthy parents. This gave him the luxury of working out 7 days a week and to work on his tan – the latter of which was causing signs of premature aging. For the record I sucked his dick and fucked him in my apartment once the photo session was over. One of the perks of being a photographer I suppose.
I chatted with the men for a bit, and they purchased an etching of a nude male for their erotica collection. Rain clouds started forming in the late afternoon and most of us decided to break down early to avoid getting our works damaged. Fortunately, I got things packed away quickly just before torrential rains hit.
I drove back to my hotel room and took a power nap. After about an hour of dozing and trying to quiet my brain, I decided to take a shower and get ready for the evening. I didn’t know anyone in Fort Lauderdale, and this was the era before cell phones, so I was pretty much resigned to kill time in the hotel room until witching hour which theoretically was 10pm.
I don’t recall the name of the club, but it had been prominently advertised in many gay publications and I had booked my room in close proximity. Once inside I felt like I was at home. The music was loud, but not overly so and the techno beats were pumping. There were men and a few assorted women of all shapes, sizes and color, but most partiers seemed to be of Cuban descent. This was Fort Lauderdale, after all, so it made sense.
Just what the doctor ordered.
I walked around the club and bar area for a bit, just to get the lay of the land. A local teased me when I seemed fascinated by a laser bean that cut a swath across the smoke-filled room.
There was a monitor above the bar showing a hardcore leather video. This was my first time ever seeing or imagining someone getting fisted. I was intrigued but thought no more about it as I made my way to the dance area. There was a sea of people swaying and gyrating to the pulse of the music. After a moment of standing on the fringes a couple of guys pulled me onto the dance floor and I was suddenly in the mix.
After about an hour of thrashing about, I needed a break and went and propped up against a wall. One of the guys who pulled me onto the dance floor followed me. He was absolutely stunning, mid-20s, roughly 6’ of long. lean muscles, olive skin and perfectly coiffed black hair. He was wearing a white tank top and cargo shorts.
“I like you” he said and told me his name was Edgardo. He smiled and I was mesmerized by his plump, juicy lips. He inched a little closer until our thighs were touching. I was suddenly in heat. He reached a hand behind me and squeezed one of my ass cheeks. I returned the favor and not-so-discretely rubbed the front of his shorts to find a massive, hard dick running down the left side.
“You like that?” he asked, but before I could answer, the guy spun and pinned me against the back wall, pressed his hard cock into my own, and planted a passionate kiss that took me by surprise. I gave into it completely and was overcome by lust.
What I did next surprises me to this day. I unzipped Edgar’s pants, pulled out a thick and heavy 9” penis and started massaging it before sliding down the bar wall and taking the entire length into my mouth. The Cuban stud did not protest, but simply moaned before starting to pump in and out of my mouth. I could feel his pubes against my nostrils and got intoxicated by his fresh yet manly scent. A small group gathered around and watched as I sucked this stud’s cock and after a couple of minutes, he lifted my up and whispered, “I want to fuck.”
In no time flat we were in my hotel room, naked and feeling each other up. I couldn’t believe how sexy this guy was. Six pack abs with a happy trail that lead down to an amazing cock. I picked up where I had left at the club and started sucking that velvety dick for all I was worth. I pushed him back onto the bed and then started a bit of exotic torture. I sucked on his abs, just above where the Vee arched downward towards his groin. There are some amazing pressure points that can drive a man wild. He bucked uncontrollably and giggle a little.
From there I licked my way down the length of his shaft and started kissing his goose-egg sized testicles. I sucked one into my mouth and wormed my tongue around it. Eventually I caressed both before licking his manly taint.
He responded with a series of moans and pushed my face deeper into his nether regions before pulling me up to join him on the bed.
“Now it is time to fuck.”
There was mischief on his face as he flipped me onto my back and then climbed on top of me. He gave me a passionate kiss and I melted. He licked my neck and started nibbling slightly. He knew just how far to go without leaving any marks.
He pulled my knees up to my chin and exposed my anxious pucker. He then seductively stuck his index finger into his mouth to make it moist and then lowered it to the entrance of my anus. He gently pushed and felt little resistance. He fingered my hole for a few minutes with one finger, then two and ultimately three. Once we were both sure that I was ready for the massive girth of his cock, he pressed the tip to the entrance of my hungry hole.
Little by little, inch by inch, he gyrated back and forth, giving me the chance to acclimate to the size of his 9” penis. It was painful at first, but after a moment the pain was replaced by pure pleasure. Soon enough he was balls deep and pounding my ass. The sound of his heavy, low-hanging testicles slapping against my ass cheeks filled the room.
Edgar fucked me harder and longer than I had ever been fucked before. We tried many positions but found the one that gave us both the most pleasure was with me straddling and facing him. After a good 45 minutes of getting thoroughly thrashed, Edgar exclaimed that he was going to cum. I started to climb off his cock, but he held me down and thrusted that gigantic penis deep inside of me. I could feel his thick dick throb and spasm as he filled me up with multiple shots of his load.
I rolled off him and onto my back, exhausted. We were both breathing heavily, and our bodies were glistening with sweat. We spooned for a bit, and it wasn’t long before I could hear the faint nasal rasp of his snoring. I was apprehensive about letting him sleep and stay the night, but I had locked my wallet and valuables in my car, so I felt relatively safe. In no time, I joined him in dreamland.
Hours later, around 3am I woke to the familiar pressure of the head of Edgardo’s cock pressing against my hole. His dick slid in easily this time since my chute was still heavily lubricated from his earlier round of spunk. Surprisingly, my dick responded and instantly became rock hard.
I ground my ass onto Edgar’s dick and wiggled from side to side as I started tugging on my own cock. I had never done anything like this before, so I decided to enjoy it for all it was worth.
Edgardo and I stayed in this position, spooning while he invaded my bussy. He was relentless, and my already sore anus was getting the pounding it had been craving for so long. Mentally, I was telling myself that this needed to stop. I had an early checkout and a long drive home. The depraved side of me said, screw it; you only live once.
It took him longer to cum the second time, but I loved every hard stroke of his cock inside of me. He grabbed me in a bear hug and whispered.
“I like to fuck”. As if I hadn’t noticed.
We fell asleep with his mammoth cock still inside of me. At around 7am we were still cuddled together, and that impressive dick was still lodged inside of my ass. I was exhausted, but Edgardo was determined to have round 3 at all costs. The perils of youth had given us both more stamina than we knew what to do with and he ultimately shot another heavy load.
Reluctantly, Edgardo pulled his deflating cock from my ass, and I could feel his cum seeping down onto the bed. I rolled onto my back; my cock still hard in my hand as I continued masturbating. Edgardo smiled and then worked his way down to lick the tip of my cock. He started sucking on my dick and playing with my balls. It didn’t take long for me to fill his mouth with my juice, and what he couldn’t swallow dribbled down to join his own spunk that was still leaking from my ass.
One last surprise was when he started kissing and sucking the pleasure area where the upper groin begins just like I had done to him previously. It was a mixture of pleasure and pain. When Edgardo finally pulled off, there was a purplish red area forming. He had given me a hickey.
“Something to remember me by.” He flashed his devilish grin. As if I would ever forget this Fort Lauderdale trip!
