Date: Sun, 14 Nov 2021 11:15:51 +0000 From: encolpius1 Subject: Two Twinks in a Pool TWO TWINKS IN A POOL By Encolpius AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is somewhat true, meaning parts are true and parts aren't. That probably doesn't matter much to anyone except to me because you want to get off and, truthfully, I want to get you off. But I also wanted to tell this story Feedback is appreciated! Write to encolpius1@protonmail.com As always, please consider giving Nifty a small donation. It is a unique resource. Next week, I head back to Key West. I generally go twice a year. I stay at the gay resort called Island House, whcih bills itself as the best gay resort in the world and it probably is. The last time I went was during Pride, back in June. I had a good time. But, the problem for me was that I had lost my wallet. It was a bit of remarkable stupidity on my part. I had gone to breakfast - a French place on Petronia, that is very authentic in that they ignore you, treat you like shit and overcharge - stopped at the ATM to get some cash. I was on my bike and wearing swimming trunks because I was getting ready to go on the clothing optional gay sailboat, BluQ. I had a sunglasses case, phone and wallet crammed on my pockets and I was on a bike It was the wallet that got lost. It was a pain in the ass, not least because I had flown down and I was having to figure out how I get on a plane without ID. At any rate, for the time being, I was having to do 100% of my eating and drinking at Island Hosue because I could charge it to the room. That drinks were free during Happy Hour was a bonus. The boy was sitting on the steps of the pool, at the end away from the cafe, his head resting on his hand, looking bored. There were maybe 5 dozen gay men, mostly naked, in a pool chatting, drinking, groping aach other and no one is paying the kid any attention. And that was stupid. He was a cute kid, late teens or early twenties and prime USDA choice meat. I was stuck chatting with a guy who is a little older than me - he's early 60's and I am in my mid 50's but we are both in good shape, although he is more fit and jacked than I am - that is kind of a know it all boor. It's the boy I want to talk to. I manage to break away go over to the kid . wedging myself in the corner of the pool. I put my drink on the edge just as the kid reaches over for his. "What are you drinking?" I asked him "A strawberry daiquiri. I really like those" he said. He had braces. A nice touch. The kid is on the pool naked, shaved crotch. Often younger guys are in Speedo's. He tells me a longish story about having his first daiquiri on a trip to Mexico. I think it's sweet that he thinks a daiquiri is an exotic drink but it was a opening to start a conversation. Since most people prefer to talk about themselves, I let him do that. We establish he was from Texas and goes to school at either Texas St or University of North Texas. I forget now whcih. He was studying biology. "Biology as in biology or biology as in chasing all the boys" He grinned. The braces turn me on "Both, I guess" :You could say chemistry and biology. That's code for partying and sex" He laughs a little. "I wish I could party more. I live with my dad. He's cool but I wish I had a place of my own. I did but I had to move back in with him" He told me a bit about his life. The kid's name was Travis. His mom hadn't dealt well with him being gay. He aho a twin borther - fraternal twin - a big jock and straight. They didn't get along He had moved out and was working, barely making it, but when he went back to school, he moved in with his father. He was studying biology.for real. But it turned out that he wasn't super comfortable hooking up with boys and bringing them home. His dad knows he's gay but he's not that accepeting. I gathered he didn't have a lot of experience. I remarked that he was diving in the deep end here. This place is very cruisy and very sex forward. "I've wanted to come here for a long time." he said. He's read stories online about the place. I complimented him on his eyes. There were a specatacular shade of bright blue. He was a handsome boy. A little self-conscious and awkward but he's out in the bg boy world for the first time really. At the smae time, there was a little Asian boy. He had a spiky hair cut. He seemed to be with another guy, an older guy, perhaps not as old as I am but easily in his mid to late 40's. So, it wasn't hard to see that those two should hook up. Boys play with boys and men with men. Of course, men salivate for boys but that's how life is. And over the next little while, that's what happened. Travis made his way over to the Asian boy and they connected. I moved on to another target of opportunity. Once in a while, I would look over and see Travis and the Asian boy sitting on the side of the pool - Travis naked, the Asian boy in a skin tight red Speedo -and admired the young flesh. Then they popped up and trotted to one of the pool side rooms, the Asian boy in the lead and Travis trailing. Someone next to me commented on how that they had incredible asses. Which they did. Soon after, the older guy came back to the pool and was mock pissed - ar actually pissed - that the Asian boy, Jacob, was making out with Travis in the bathroom when he went in The older guy was payig for the room and a poolside room at Island House during Pride wasn't cheap. I thought he was being a jerk. If your boy finds another boy, figure out how to make it three. That's my beleif. Anyway, as the pool party broke up, young Travis was back in the pool by himself, sittng on the steps. I figured his fire had been lit and he hadn't popped a nut and he was horny. I didn't mind taking advantage of the situation. I got beside him, struck up and a converstaon and put my hand on his inner thigh. He didn't stop me. I complimented him on his body. On his cock. On his eyes. He drank it up. Everybody likes being told they are sexy and an inexperienced and self conscious boy definitely does. I handled his meat and let him grow stiff in my hand. There were still plenty of people around but I didn't care. I was getting it while I could. They can be jealous if they want. I put my hand on his lean young body, giving his his nipple a gentle tweak. He grew hard under my touch. True to form, hot and on edge. Willing. I got him to move up one step and lean back. His dick and balls are just out of the water. For the most part at least. His cock is a beauty. Long enough and thick enough, a man's tool without being overly hung. Shaved down, no pubes or taint hair. But it is hard and perfectly formed and I love dick. I love dick. His dick was a beauty. I thought him fairly well throbbing. I took him down. All the way. Deep throat. To the root. Slowly up, working the shaft with my tongue and my lips. My hand coming behind my mouth, my spit as lube, stroking his turgid pole. I get to the top and I work it wiht my tongue, roughly around and then flicking at the piss slit. Then I suck it hard. "Oh yeah" he says. He has his eyes closed I may not be the age mate twink of his dreams but I have decades of experience in cocksucking and I know what I am doing. I work him. He gets the grade A blow job and he was loving it. When he reached down and tugged at his balls, I knew he wanted some ball play. I took his left nut, dished out of the chlorinated water and sucked on it. Left nut, then right nut, stroking his hard dick the whole time. "Ohhhh" he whimpered He looked so sexy and gorgeous, laying back, letting me do him. There were men all around, plenty watching, as I worked on his fine twink cock. I was loving it. My own dick was hard as a rock. If his was throbbing. mine was too. I massged his taint, rubbing his prostate from the outside and he moaned again. I tongued his shaft, roughly licking it but I wasn't going to be as playful as I often am. I kind of wanted his young load. So, I bobbed up and down on that stiff dick, my hand wrapped around the shaft, up and down, tyring to coax out the prize "Ahhh" he moaned I took him down and he gasped. His balls were getting tight but I tugged on them as I worked his pole. He was breathing hard. Loving it, wanting it. And that' s when young Jacob came and plopped down on the top step, splashing a bit of water my way "Hey!" he said. "We're going out" i stopped and backed off, resting against the center pole, unsure. Did my little twink want me to finish what I started or not? But it seemed like once the spell was broken, it was broken. Travis went off with Jacob and they went about their business. I was cool with it. If the boys wanted to do their thing together that was cool. And I wasn't that disappointed even though I did want to drink his load. In my mind, I was proud. I had made a move on the twink and got his dick in mhy moth. That's something. Of course, it's early June so it gets dark late. I had to eat dinner in the cafe and I scrolled through Facebook on my phone as I did. . I was thinking about what I wanted to do with my night. If I had my wallet and had money, I would have hit the town. Gone to Saloom One for the Pride version of Midnight Cock Shock, for instnce. But I didn't have money so I hung around Island House waiting to see what happened. In the meantime, the night air was still above 80 and I decided I would go for a naked swim in the now empty pool. I like skinny dipping and I like being naked. I have little to be ashamed of physically. I am not overbuilt but I take care of myself and I feel good about it. And it was refreshing. When I got out, I saw young Travis sitting on the chaise lounge chair, alone. :"I thought you went out with Jacob" I said "They were fighting about me so I decided to cut loose" he said, a little defeated in his tone. I sat down in the chair next to him and he got up and faced me. "That's their shit. Has nothing to do with you really. You're just having a good time on vacation. If it's not with them, have it with somebody else" He put his hands on my hairy thigh. "I liked what you were doing before" He was in shorts but I slid my hands up his thighs undernath. I couldn't get to his cock but he pulled them off readiy enough. And even soft, it was gorgeous. I told him to stand up and when he did I used my mouth to get him hard. Twice now I have sucked this dick and it is a perfect cock. Nice low hanger balls. I worked his taint too, with a finger and then my mouth. I work a finger back to his butt as I suck his cock, stiffened and hard now. I figure him for a bottom. He's a bit slight and not supermasculine. But the life secret is that versatile is best. Fucking is great. But getting fucked is great too. I worked his dick with my tongue. My finger was carressing his rosebud and he made no complaint. 'Oh yeah" he said He was rubbing my hair and then he started face fucking me, trying to drive himself into my mouth, deeper, harder and faster. I had played with his cock before, licking and sucking and flickerng but this boy was hot and needed realesase. I could work it and take him down. I could drink his cum and that would be great but I now had a different plan. "I want you to fuck me" I said. "What!" he asked in surprise. I am more of the alpha male type. "I want you to fuck me" I sadi again He looked toward the rooms, nervously. "My room is over there. But, um, if you don't mind..... um, I've read about this place on line, like in stories and stuff and they said there are no rules, anything goes" "Right. You want to fuck me right here, maybe in the pool?" I asked. He did. "Go get some lube, stud" We were standing in the shallow end of the pool, my legs apart, Tavis hard and eager behind me. It's awkward but hot. There's not a lot of foot traffic but it doesn't matter. Someone on the sundeck looking down can whack themselves watching me get it from the twink. The top of his bare dick is at my asshole and then he rams it in hard. Rough. He's not an experienced top but I am an experienced bottom. Hw's burning hot and needs the realease. It was going to be a short fuck but intense. "Fuck" he grunted. And it was furious. Frantic. He fucked me hard. He was beyond his ability to control. He fucked me savagely. A hard throbing dick in my waiting ass. He pounded me. I stayed hard through out and stroked myself as the boy went to town on my ass. It felt great and I wish men had walked by to see me take the twink cock, hard and ready and bare,in my ass. He rammed me and grunted and moaned. Hard. Poundnig. Then he rammed it in and unloaded in my ass. I could feel his dick twitch. I felt his cum easing out of me So here is what I call bathhose rules: it's sex, nothing more. Not a committment, not a love affair. He was horny. I was hormy. I wanted him. He wanted to get off. I didn't cum but I didn't mind. I'm at an age where that will happen just the one time a day. I can find other opporttunities as night turns to morning. I got what I wanted. But young Travis is acting guilty. Like he thinks there should be something more. I guess more awkward than guilty. I let him off. I tell him I have to get dressed to go out. That's a lie. I have no money. I am not going anywhere. I'm here at Pride with a lost wallet. So, I hang out Island House. I get a drink and charge it to my room later. I cruise by the video lounge but there is nothing going on. There is a party at Bourbon St but I am here. I don't even have cash for the cover. It was well after midnight when I decided that if nothing else, I would go to video room and jack off. Hooking up with someone would be best but I was going to get off, one way or the otehr. The Walk of Shame - if it is. Every guy here has been at least once - is short. The Red Room, as they call it, is just around the corner from my room. I see little reason to cover up. I carry my towel over my shoulder, my key on a bracelet around my wrist, a bottle of lube in my hand and I sport a hard on as I head for the room. It was long after midnight but there was some action. A trio of muscle hunks were fucking on the fuck bench in the center. A quartet of men were sitting on the bench watching and jacking. I joined in. The three guys, all hunks and super fine, were going at it. I was hard and happy to watch. Then, down the hall, the door opened, whicch is noticeable by the pressure change . I hear giggling as whoever it is moves down the hall. It's Travis and Jacob. Wrapped in towels. "Hey Daddy" Travis said. He's a little drunk. Maybe more than a little. "Daddy O" Jacob says, also slurring his speech. "Boys." I said "You looking for trouble?" "We found it" Jacob said I reach up and pull off their towels. Travis is shaved. His dick is semi hard. Jacob trims his pubes. He defies thes stereotype of Asian men. I want at those things. They position themselves on either side and I take my boy Travis down first. All the way. He's cum once but he's young and horny. I get him hard with my mouth. Knowing he likes ball play, I tug on those generous low riders. Then I use my mouth to give them the love they deserve. Jacob was working himself hard with his hand, watching and watingng and wanting I hoped. So I wnet from one to the other. His brown cock was probably average sized but it looked big on his slender and short frame. It was a man's weapon though, long enough and thick enough and angry. I gobbled that thing right up, all the way, my nose in trimmed pubes. I slide off his member slowly, swirling my tongue around, tongue bathing him as I reached up and stroked Travis's dick, using my spit as lube. "We need some room to work" I said The solution was right around the corner. Just outside the video room is s amall hall with three glory hole booths but there is a padded alcove at the end with a monitor playing porn over it. Two boys in front of me. Both hard. Both young. I want to eat them up. And they are both greedy and a little drunk, fighting each other for price of place, which is in my mouth. My own dick is rock hard. Jacob face fucks me. He might be slight but he's aggressive. Travis gets behind the boy and bear hugs him. I sure his dick is sliding up and down on the butt cheeks. "Suck it, Daddy" Jacob says, slurring his words. "Word is you have a tight ass" "Yeah Daddy. We're nasty boys" Travis said as they both giggle. I don't mind taking their cocks. Not at all. Be my pleasure. But I have a talented mouth and they both know it. They sure as shit learned it. They learned with my lips clamped on to their poles. I got to smell their musk, their scent as they traded off face fucking me. The space was small, crowded. A guy or two came into the short tight hallway, bathed only in the dim red light and watched me blow two boys. They got a got sight of their tight little round asses, flexing as they forced their cocks in to my motuth. "Daddy lkes to get fucked" Jacob said "Time to get fucked" I leaned back on the bench and got my legs up. Time to get fucked. It was hot because I knew them both to be bascally bottom boys but I guessed Jacob to be the alpha bottom and they were drunk enough to be aggressive. Now they were going to top. He shoved his hard stiff dick into my ass as I jacked myself off. It felt good. I felt full. It is an uncomfortable sensation for a second but it turned to plasure as his rock hard tol started to move Rhythmically in me. I jacked off, letting the sensation on my cock ass to the sensation of his cock "Fuxk him:" Travis slurred. Jacob slaps my ass. The sting of it adds to the pleasure. He grunts as he pounds me. I grunt too. It feels really fine. Then Jacob pulls his slick cock out and I get aouther taste of Travis in my ass. He's cum once and he's less on fire. It makes for a better fuck if less intense. He's smooth, rhythmic. Almost all the way out and then in, slow at first. Then not. Not the stabbing strokes from Jacob but smooth and steady "Fuck me" I said, stroking myself The sweat was pouring off. It was air conditioned but still a bit warm and we were working. The movement of the cock in my ass, sliding across my prostate, was inense and intensely great. I loved it. "Harder" I said "Fuck me harder" Travis did but Jacob pushed him out the way. What I got from his was slow but savage. Slow out and then a hard slam in. I gruned and groaned wiht with each stroke. Slow out, fast and haad in. A slap on the ass. He grabbed my stiff dick and pointed it up and spumped it. "Fuck Daddy! You want this boy dick?" Jacob snarled "Give it to me" I said But he didn't. Travis pushed him aside and went back at it. His lean body flexing as he pushed himself in my ass. But Jacob was too hot to be denied and he got behind Travis and worked his cock into my boy's ass. Travis was the man in the middle. He got fucked how he fucked. And he was fucking hard now. Not as urgent as in the pool but fast, hard and steady. He was loving it and I was too. "Uhhh" I grunted as I shot a rope of cum up on my belly and chest. Travis didn't stop. He kept fucking. Intent on his own pleasure, he fucked me hard and mercilessly as he got it from behind. Even at that, he outlasted Jacob. The Asian boy unleeaded in to Travis's ass before the boy creamed in mine. Afterwards, the next day and the next, I leaned that Jacob and his Sugar Daddy were non-stop drama. Travis ate it up and reveled in their drama. And they were on the move. The foam Party at Equator. The Purgatory party at Bourbon St, bar hopping. I had to hang around Island House since my wallet was lost. My lawyer sent me a copy of my birth certificate to help get me on the plane without ID and my sister sent me her debit card so eventually I had money. But I didn;t take advantage of it. I just hung around, hung out in the pool. I got laid plenty though. My flight on Monday didn't leave until around 5. So, I hung around Island House until it was closer to time to go to the airport. I had breakfast there and checked out and all the charges cleared. I hadn't gotten a fraud alert from my cards. I couldn't cancel them because I didn't know the account numbers and all that shit was at home. So, I was just hanging out upstairs on the sun deck, reading. Across the way, I saw Travis. Naked. Sun bathing. I got up and went over. "When do you head back?" I asked "Later on today" he said "I guess you and Jacob had some fun" He smiled "Yeah. We did. I wouldn't mind having some more. I've got some time" They were holding my luggage but I had still had a small jar of Elbow Grease. I grabbed that and we went to the Red Room., the video lounge. It was noon time and the lights were up and nobody was there but us two. I didn't care and he didn't either. I had him bent over the fuck bench in the middle and I was going to town on his ass, pounding him. And then walked in the Australian guy at the front desk. "Somebody turned in your wallet: he said, holding it up :No shit" "Yeah. You're lucky" he said, handing it to me. I didn't stop fucking Travis though. The guy, Paul, turned the lights down for us and I fucked the shit out of the kid. Turns out he is truly happiest as a bottom. However found the wallet took $200 bucks but left a blank check and a $$10 bill and my cards. They just took the money and tossed the wallet. Even though I had lost it a mile away from Island House, that's where it got tossed. Somebody found it and turned it into the front desk. They knew I had lost a wallet and searched me out. I got through TSA without a problem. Travis was on my flight. We hung out before boarding. On the tarmac, I stopped and gave the boy a kiss and thanked him. "I had a good time," he said "I really enjoyed it"