Date: Tue, 28 Mar 2006 11:17:09 -0800 (PST)
From: private private <bfga_99@yahoo.com>
Subject: Beach Condo

There were four of them, all college-age guys, on Spring Break.

I was staying in my condo on the beach in Florida, a condo I had bought
about 10 years before with my former partner. It faced a beach of white
powder sand and turquoise water that I jokingly called the Northern
Carribean. A beach that at this time of year was warm enough for beautiful
young men to be out in shorts and bathing suits.  I had strong binoculars
and a fairly private balcony that was located on the top floor at the end
of a two-story building.

These four young men, as luck would have it, were staying in the unit next
to mine. I heard them come in and they immediately went out on their
balcony to see the view. Frankly, I was fearful of there being a non-stop
party next door for a couple of weeks. Three of them were the typical
20-somethings...all cute by virtue of youth...all with good bodies which
seems to be the norm in young guys today.

However, the fourth guy is the one I have to tell you about. I saw all of
them over a period of a couple of days and he stood out like a perfectly
formed rose in an otherwise attractive arrangement of lesser flowers. He
was the product of a sperm and egg that met and combined all the good genes
from years of ancestry.  I know you've all seen someone like this,
somewhere. Whereas his friends were dark-haired and had the bodies of
athletic youths, this one was blonde. A blonde with a fair complexion and
no flaws that I could determine.  He was tall, about six feet two or three,
maybe more, and had the compact, hard body of a gymnast with a complexion
of rosy cheeks surrounded by creamy skin. Quite spectacular, really.

Since I'm now on the other side of 50, I was immediately attracted to these
young men and had all kinds of fantasies about them...especially since they
were staying next door. I knew the unit had two bedrooms and I was
wondering who was sleeping with whom and why weren't they sleeping with me!

We encountered each other several times, coming and going, and they
couldn't have been nicer...well mannered for their age and not too
noisy. If there were girls in the apartment at night, I never heard them
and this fueled even more fantasies. One day, about a week into their stay,
dressed in my uniform of shorts, no underwear and a t-shirt, I went out on
my balcony and leaned on the railing to see what was going on down on the
beach.  I was startled to see this blonde Adonis dressed only in shorts
leaning on his railing not more than six feet from me. You can imagine my
reaction: I was concious of blushing and stammering and I silently berated
myself for being so nervous.

"Oh...good...good morning," I stammered. "You, uh, you startled me.  I
didn't hear anyone in your place, so I thought you were all down on the
beach...or somewhere.

"Hi," he said looking over at me and smiling. "Sorry to startle you. All
the other guys are out in the water, but I decided to stay inside. There's
just too much sun this time of day and I tend to burn. Always have, even as
a kid."

"You've got the start of a good tan, but blonde as you are, you should
certainly avoid the mid-day sun," I said as I looked him over, quickly
taking in his sculpted body, a head full of dark blonde hair, the muscular,
hairless chest and the light golden fuzz on his arms and legs shining in
contrast to his tan.

"We're here for another week, so I told the guys I needed to stay in," he
said with a wry grin.

We chatted some more; I introduced myself as Ted and I learned what school
they went to, his name, which was Jordan, and that they were in their
Junior year. We talked some more, probably for about 10 to 15 minutes and
since it was almost noon, I was getting hungry, so I asked him if he'd
eaten yet.

"No, not yet. I'll probably go out and get a sandwich somewhere," he said.

The devil came out in me and, waving my hand in dismissal, I said, "Don't
do that...I've got more than enough here and I was getting ready to fix a
sandwich for myself. If you'd like to join me, I'd like the company."

"Well, I hate to do that. Make you fix something for me. I can get a
sandwich somewhere."

"Don't be ridiculous...come on over. We can sit out here on the balcony
since it's such a nice day.  Come on."

He made more noises, but in the end I talked him into it. I couldn't
believe my good fortune. I nervously walked into the kitchen and about two
minutes later, there was a knock on the door and there he was in all his
glory. He had kept on his shorts and put on a shirt which was open all the
way, exposing his magnificent chest and stomach and the very sexy treasure
trail of fine blonde hair starting at his navel and disappearing below the
waist of his shorts. I was nervous, to say the least, and tried not to show
it.

"Come on in. I've got the sandwich makings out and you can fix whatever you
want. How about a beer?" I said as I led him into the apartment toward the
kitchen.

We puttered around the kitchen, getting our sandwiches ready and chattimg
some more, then we headed out to the balcony. I pulled the table and chairs
up close to the railing so we could see the beach and we sat down so he was
facing the beach.  He started asking me about the condo: how long I'd had
it, what made my buy there, etc. I decided not to mince words and told him
the whole story. When I finished, he was silent for a minute.

"I'd never have known you were gay if you hadn't told me," he said.

"I hope it doesn't make any difference to you," I replied.

"No, no, not at all," he murmured, as he leaned into his sandwich and took
another bite. He seemed to be thinking about something and I began to think
perhaps I should've kept my mouth shut.

"It's, well...I mean...well, I'm glad you told me," he stammered. "You see,
I'm gay, too."

I raised my eyebrows and said, "You could've fooled me. I thought I was an
expert on spotting gay guys!  I've got to get my gaydar fixed."

He laughed and said, "Well, I mean, the guys I'm with, we live in the same
dorm and one of them, George, is my roommate.  We've all jerked off
together...a lot."  He turned his face away and said, "God, I can't believe
I'm telling this to you, a stranger."

Emboldened by his confession and the fact that I now had a hard on and I
really wanted this guy, I got up to close the hurricane shutters on the
balcony for privacy and then sat back down in the semi-darkness.  He gave
me a questioning look.

"Come over here and stand in front of me," I said as I moved my chair
around to face him. "Let's see how gay your are."

With a side glance at me, he hesitated a moment and then stood about a foot
away from me and I could tell he was a little nervous.

"Take off your shirt," I said.

He hesitated as if thinking about something and after a few seconds
shrugged out of his shirt, leaving him naked except for shorts and
sandals. He had a beautiful body with wide shoulders and a broad chest with
wide spread tits. I reached out and unbuttoned his shorts. His hands took
hold of mine to stop me, but I pushed them away and slid down his zipper,
letting his shorts drop to the floor.

My breath caught in my throat. He was wearing only a jock strap...a
stained, bulging jock strap.  I caught the aroma of old piss, cum and male
sweat: a perfume that made my dick swell even more in the confinement of my
shorts. I reached down and released my cock as it grew to its full seven
inches. I stared at the sight before me and then I looked up at him. He was
blushing a bright red in the way that only true, fairskinned blondes can
and was trying not to look at me and my dick.

"I'm embarrassed," he murmured. "I wore my old jock strap since I wasn't
going anywhere and I had planned on jerking off while the guys were gone."

I looked at his crotch and watched as his cock lengthened and spread the
thin material of the strap.  Then I moved into his crotch and inhaled the
intoxicationg aroma rubbing my cheek against the straining pouch. I felt
wetness and I noticed a spot of pre-cum. As I watched, the spot became a
drop that grew bigger.  With the tip of my tongue, I touched the drop and
pulled it away causing a long string of pre-cum to connect us.  So as not
to lose any of the nectar, I opened my mouth wide and starting sucking his
cock head through the material. The tastes of old cum, piss and sweat made
me moan and start sucking harder. His cock was almost breaking through the
pouch and I was amazed at the size of the head as I continued to suck the
sweaty, cum-soaked pouch.

There was a copious amount of pre-cum which caused my mouth to water and
provide ample lubrication. He began to tremble and moan as he grabbed by
head with his hands. I quickly pulled off his jock and was startled with
the sight of a very large cock with jagged veins running along the side and
a huge, beautifully formed head. Hesitating only a couple of seconds, I
opened my mouth as wide as I could and reached around to his furry butt and
held on as he fucked my mouth with only the head of his cock. I could feel
his muscular ass cheeks contracting as he pushed into my mouth. Using a
finger, I felt inside his crack until I found his hole and began to massage
it. This brought more moans from him and faster pumping. I used my tongue
to bathe his cock head in sticky spit and began to bob my head up and down,
feeling my lips slip over the flare of the head.

"I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum. Here it comes...here it comes...right
now...right...NOW!" he shouted. He tried to back away, but I held tight to
his butt keeping him in my mouth. He bent over me and gave several jerks as
his cock expelled several streams of thick, creamy, hot cum. I was amazed
at the quantity of fluid and tried to keep it all in my mouth. My cheeks
ballooned with his cum and some started to escape the corners of my mouth
as I began to swallow. I continued to swallow as the flow became a thick
seepage. He leaned over my head and brought his hands to the back of the
chair to support himself as I continued to suck and nibble his cock.

I finally backed off, slumping into my chair as I licked my lips and
swallowed the thick wad of cum. I grabbed my cock and started to rapidly
jerk it. My head fell against the chair as I savored the taste of his cum
and I lost myself in the sensations of my hand sliding on my cock, slick
with pre-cum. I could hear the sticky, slapping sounds as I increased the
speed. Opening my eyes, I saw Jordan, still leaning on the chair, watching
intently. He was licking his lips as he leaned closer to my cock. I let out
a long moan as my cock shot out the first of three long ropes of cum. He
moved quickly and was there with his mouth open to accept as much cum as he
could get.

When I started to slow down, he engulfed my cock and began to clean off as
much cum as he could from my hand and the head of my cock. Still a little
sensitive, my body and legs jerked as he sucked, but I let him continue as
I caught my breath and my heartbeat slowed.

"Oh, my God," I moaned. "I don't know when I've come that much."

Jordan stood up, lickinghis lips and smiled, showing me my cum in his
mouth. Then he slowly swallowed the residue, savoring each swallow.

I looked at his dick and was amazed he was still hard. 'Youth,' I thought
to myself, wryly.

Since he was still hard, a thought occurred to me and I decided to see if
he would go for it.

"Jordan, I want you to fuck me."

His eyes widened in surprise. "You'd let me do that?" he said.

"Sure, why not?"

"Well, you've seen my dick. George says it's too big and won't let me fuck
him," he said. He reached down and slid his hand over his hard cock,
stretching the skin toward the base to show its full length. He shook it
with his hand, squeezing it at the base so the head turned a dark
purplish-red. Moving his hand toward the head, the skin gathered around the
flared head and a small drop of cum appeared at the slit. Letting it go,
his cock sprang up and almost slapped against his belly, It was my turn to
open my eyes wide. This was a cock the likes of which I hadn't seen outside
of a fuck movie. When I was sucking it, I was aware the head was large
(which I love) and that I couldn't get it all in my mouth.

"Leave your shorts here," I said and led him, naked, to the bedroom where I
lay down on the bed and slipped out of my shorts and shoes. He was left
standing over me with his monster cock just inches from my mouth. It was
still drooling some cum.

I reached into the bedside drawer and pulled out some lubricant. Squirting
some in my hand, I rubbed it over his cock, mixing it with the cum he was
producing and then rubbed some around my hole, sticking in as many fingers
as I could and lubricating myself as much as possible.

He got on the bed and kneeled between my legs. I put my feet on his
shoulders as he aimed his cock at my hole.

"Go slow...it's been a while since I got fucked and you're a lot bigger
than I'm accustomed to," I said with a smile.

I closed my eyes and grimaced as he pressed forward and I tried to breathe
deeply, ignoring the pain.  I bit my lip as he slowly entered me. Finally,
the rim of his cock popped through with a gasp from me.

"Stop for a minute and let me get used to this monster," I gasped.

Jordan remained still as he watched the connection of his cock and my ass
with amazement.

"OK, you can start going deeper now," I said.

He slowly began to plunge his cock into me and I thought I was going to
split apart.  Before I knew it, I could feel his hairs tickling my hole. He
was in all the way.

"Oh, God, Ted. You're so tight and so hot."

I told him to start fucking, but go slow. He started and before I knew it,
I was feeling nothing but pure pleasure.

"Oh, God, Jordan," I moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," I groaned with
each thrust.

He started to move more forcefully and was soon ramming my ass. he leaned
over me, supporting himself on his hands and was fucking me hard enough
that I had to grab the sheets to stay in place. We were both grunting with
each thrust.

"Fuck me, Jordan. Fuck me hard. Harder, damn it. Fuck me," I yelled.

My hole was stretched as far as it could go and I was in ecstasy. My whole
being was focused on my hole and his cock. We were both slick with sweat
and I could feel drops of his sweat fall on me. I looked at him and he had
his eyes closed and his head thrown back as he pounded my ass. His motions
became erratic and I knew he was close to cumming. He was gasping for air
as he pummeled me and then he let out a loud grunt as he rammed his cock
into me. I felt the hot cum fill me up as he jerked his body with each
shot. There was so much cum it began to run out around his cock and down my
ass.

He began to fuck me more slowly as his cock deflated and his breathing
started to come back to normal. He looked down at me and gave a weary
smile.

"Oh, shit," he gasped. "I've never had sex this good before." He started to
withdraw and my hole tightened, not wanting to release his monster. It
finally popped out and I could feel the cum dripping out of my ass. He sat
back on his heels, supporting my ankles with his hands, and watched the cum
drip out. He lowered my legs and I reached down to scoop up a handful of
cum and smeared it over my hard cock. I wrapped my feet around his ass and
pulled him into my crotch. His soft cock was resting next to my balls as I
began to stroke my slick cock.

"Jerk that cock," he said. "Jerk it, shoot that cum. I want to see you
cum."

My hand raced over my cock and within minutes, I shot three gut-wrenching
loads. I could feel them hitting my chest and stomach. As I began to relax,
and the cum slowed to a seepage, he leaned over me and started to lick up
the cum from my body. Then he swallowed my cock, sucking hard to get the
last drops of cum.

With a moan, he lay on top of me, wrapping his arms around me and rubbing
his hard, sweat-slick body against mine causing our wet cocks to slide
against each other. He raised up, supporting himself on his elbows, our
faces almost touching.

He smiled, his eyes crinkling around the edges. I laughed, put my arms
around him and rolled us over so I was on top.

"I think you were faking with me...you knew I was gay. You were just
playing with an old man," I teased.

"Well, I hadn't planned on this happening, but I hope it won't be the last
time," he said with a smile. "Maybe George can join us next time. What d'ya
think?"



Well, guys, what d'ya think? Thanks for reading the story. I'd enjoy
hearing from any of you and appreciate your feedback.

Bim
bfga_99@yahoo.com