This is the fictional memoir of a gay man, told in the first person. The memoir began with the series C'est La Vie!, which covers the years 1970-1997. This series covers the year the narrator turns 40, 1998, and launches an ambitious project to have sex with 1000 men that year. Some of the stories in this series are based on actual experiences, usually embellished a lot, as well as completely fictional ones. They depict sex between consenting adult males. If this offends you, do not read them. These are my stories. Please respect the copyright. If you enjoy them, let me know at johntheartist@hotmail.com. Please Contribute to Nifty.org and keep this wonderful resource going!
In the last chapter I told about how Troy and I went back to my room in the Palm Springs gay resort and started to make out, then edge each other orally and finally, with Troy begging me, I fucked him on as he lay on his stomach, pushing back and undulating under me, the true power bottom that he was, until I had an explosive orgasm, followed by my sucking him to climax in my mouth before falling asleep until Greg picked us up to go to dinner.
One Thousand Men: 1998 ACTION AT THE HOTEL
We had cocktails and then a great steak dinner with Greg, and two bottles of wine between us, so when we got back to the hotel, we were feeling quite mellow and relaxed. During dinner, the talk turned to our hotel, which Greg said was famous for its cruising scene, particularly on the weekends. I had experienced a scene like that several times before at the motel I sometimes stayed at in the Castro in San Francisco, but I was eager to see what Palm Springs had in store. By the end of dinner I was feeling really horny again, and I know that Troy couldn't wait to try it out.
Greg dropped us off around 9:30, saying he would call tomorrow and see how things went. The hotel was actually several buildings set around a landscaped site and pool, and our room was on second floor of the middle one. From the window, we had a good view of much, if not all, of the complex.
As we walked to our room, we noticed several men slowly walking around the complex, pausing to look into windows or open doors as they did. It was clear that they were all looking for one thing. We passed the open door of one room, and on the bed was a naked middle-aged man stroking his cock, with an assortment of sex toys beside him on the bed. He beckoned for us to come in, but we shook our heads "no" and moved on.
On the ground floor of our building was another open door, and on the bed were two slim men in their 40s wearing leather halters, and big erections. As we watched, one of them penetrated the other with a huge dildo, while his partner eagerly sniffed at a bottle of poppers and squirmed under the assault. Even though I am not into that kind of domination scene, I must say that I found my cock hardening at the sight. Troy stood beside me rubbing his hardening cock through his jeans.
When we got to my room, Troy put his hands around my waist and kissed me, then said "So John, honey, what would you like to do?"
I said, "Let's get undressed and put on some towels. We can pull the curtains aside a little and see who is coming. If we see someone we like, we can pull the curtains aside so that they can see us. We'll see what happens, OK?"
So we stripped and put our clothes away. We were both half-hard with anticipation.
"I've never done anything like this before," said Troy.
"I've done something like it a few times at a notorious gay motel in San Francisco," I replied. "Sometimes, it can be a really hot scene."
Our half erections were clearly visible under the towels tucked in around our waists. We went to the window and each pulled a curtain aside a little so we could see out. A few minutes later we saw a man approaching the stairs to our building. When he came up, we could see that he was probably about 50 with a big beer belly. "I don't think so," I said to Troy, who nodded in assent. We closed the curtains until after we heard him pass our room, then opened them up again. Within the next twenty or so minutes, another six or seven men came and went. There were some who were tempting, but it being so early, we decided to hold out and see if we could find someone hotter.
"Check this guy out," said Troy, pointing at a man approaching our building from across the courtyard. He indicated a balding man with a solid, somewhat stocky physique, wearing jeans and a white muscle shirt. From above we couldn't see his face but we held the curtains open until we could see him at the top of the stairs.
He appeared to be in his late 30s, with a handsome face, probably about 5'10", and his shirt stretched across a compact, muscular chest, his thighs filled out the jeans, and the light raking across his arms revealed a great set of biceps and deltoids.
"OK?" I said to Troy.
"Yeah," he replied.
We pulled the curtains aside as he approached. I moved behind Troy, and stated kissing his neck while my hands ran up and down his torso, and he leaned his head back against my shoulder.
When the man reached our room, he stopped and stared at us intently. We could see that he already had an erection lying sideways in his jeans, respectable but not huge. Troy smiled at him and licked his lips, and the man followed suit. Troy's hand moved down his towel along his hardening cock, showing the man it's prodigious length and girth. The man stared longingly and his mouth hung open like a panting dog. Troy turned his head to kiss me and I caressed and pinched his nipples, while my hard cock pressed against his ass.
"Let's put our friend out of his misery," I said.
Troy and I parted and he went to open the door while I closed the curtains.
The man came into our room. None of us said a word, but Troy took his hand and led him over next to the bed, then turned, put his hands on his hips and bent down to kiss him. They kissed for some time, as I came up behind the man, pulled his shirt out of his jeans and got my hands under it to feel his beefy torso, and the nice crop of hair on his chest, pushing it up until I felt his hard nipples and took them between my thumbs and forefingers to massage them.
"Oh, yeah, man," he sighed as I worked him and Troy continued to kiss and tongue-wrestle with him.
"You like my guy here?" I whispered in the man's ear.
"He's really hot," he replied, breathing heavily.
"Take off his towel and feel his cock," I said.
He pulled the towel off of Troy and dropped it, and then wrapped his hand around Troy's hard cock, while Troy moaned "Oh, yeah, baby."
"My god, where did you get that?" the man said to Troy.
"Runs in the family, sweetie," Troy said nibbling on his ear.
While he was busy kissing Troy I finished slipping his shirt off, and feeling his chest, arms and back. They were the product of a lot of gym work, that was obvious, and the hair on his chest was nice and silky, not wiry or rough. My hands moved down to his waist, and slowly undid his belt as I kissed his neck and shoulders. I unzipped him and pushed his jeans down over his thick thighs. Troy pulled him to him so that their chests were touching, and the man's hands were exploring his back and smooth round ass.
I stooped to untie the man's sneakers and help him get them off, then pulled his pants off, pulled down his white briefs, making his cock spring up at attention, and finished with his socks, until he stood totally naked.
Slowly, I stood up, and as I did, I let my hands trace over his calves, thighs and ass, then up his back and shoulders until I could pull his head back from Troy and turn it so that I could kiss him and shove my tongue down his throat. As I did so, I moved my hands around to his perfect chest, letting them run down over his solid abs until I was holding his cock in my hands. It was moderately thick, cut, average length, and very hard. As I stroked him, he moaned softly, and I said to Troy, "I think this needs taking care of."
Troy smiled and fell to his knees. "My boyfriend here has a mouth you're not going to forget," I whispered his ear, and his moans got louder as Troy started working his magic on his cock.
As Troy gave him head, I worked his nipples again, and pushed my body to his, kissing his neck and his lips as he turned to kiss mine. I pushed my throbbing cock between his buns and he cooperated by squeezing them together to grab it with his muscular ass. We continued like that for some minutes, and then I took a brief break to step away to get my bottle of lube, and some poppers.
Back again, I squeezed a liberal amount of lube in his ass-crack, then moved closer again with my cock between his buns. I opened the poppers and shoved them under his nose as I pushed my cock up and down and Troy sucked his cock. I could feel the man relax as the poppers hit him, and he briefly pulled Troy off and bent to kiss him saying "Geez, you got me so close, I need a little time here."
Troy stood up and kissed him, and the man stroked Troy's cock, while he and I both took our own share of the poppers. "Ready for more, honey?" Troy asked and the man merely grunted his assent.
As Troy went back to deep-throating his cock, I moved my hand down to his puckered hole, slick with lube, and tentatively pushed the tip of a finger in him. "Oh, yeah," he moaned, and so I pushed it all the way in, and as he moaned and gasped added a second and finally a third, swirling them around in him, making him moan louder.
Once again, he had to pull Troy off his cock to keep from cumming, and while they kissed again, I went to the bedside table for a condom. I put it on, and as Troy went down on the man again, I pushed it up to his hole. "You want this, don't you," I breathed roughly in his ear.
"Oh yeah, fuck me," he replied, reaching around to help me find my mark as I pushed into him. My hands moved around under his arms to his chest and found his nipples as my cock started plowing his ass, his tight anus squeezing my cock rhythmically as I pushed in and out of him.
Troy kept sucking his cock as I fucked him, and matched my rhythm. I opened the poppers again and shoved them under the man's nose, and he took a deep whiff as we sped up and I pounded him with stronger and stronger strokes. Troy was stroking his own cock and pulling on the man's balls, my hand continued on his chest and nipples and his muscles tensed as he neared his climax.
Finally, I could feel it coming and so could Troy as his cock expanded even more, his balls pulled up, and I pulled his lips to mine as he exploded in Troy's mouth and his ass squeezed against my hard cock with every squirt of cum from his cock.
Thirty seconds later it was all over, and Troy stood up to kiss the man again, as I pulled my cock out and we caressed and kissed each other as we wound down. "I love the taste of your cum, sweetie," crooned Troy as they kissed him again.
Finally we parted, and I took off and discarded the condom. I picked up one of the towels for the man to clean up with and as he got dressed, he smiled and said, " I didn't expect such a hot time when I got here tonight. Usually I make do with what I can find. I'm gonna remember this one for a long time."
We just smiled as we saw him out. Neither of us had cum in the encounter, but it was hot for both of us too. A good bottom like Troy always likes to service other men to completion, and I love the feel of a man's body in my arms, and my cock in his ass, even if I don't climax. Anyway, the night was young. I knew that there would be more opportunities as the night progressed.