Greg and Dana were high school sweethearts, married right out of high school twenty years ago. They were both just under forty, the kids were nearly grown, and they looked forward to their first vacation alone together in years.
They chose a trip to Florida to a large amusement park where they had taken the kids years ago. It was the first weekend of summer, and they heard rumors this would be "Gay Pride" week at the park, but dismissed them with a shrug. People are people, after all.
They settled into an average-priced room at an on-site hotel; which had a nice, big pool, poolside bar, and shuttle service to all the attractions. After a dip in the pool, they retired to a quiet table in a corner near the bar to just watch the action, whatever it may be.
After a few drinks, Dana exclaimed, "Look at all the gorgeous men. The sights at the hotel are better than the attractions!"
Greg chuckled and informed Dana with drunken authority, "You do know it's Gay Pride Week, so you might as well stop looking."
"Are you kidding?" from Dana, "I don't want to fuck them, I just want to enjoy looking at all the hot bodies. Look at that sweet pair over there." She gave the briefest nod and sideways glance toward two great looking guys sitting partially concealed by the bushes, not twenty feet away.
They were kissing each other, definitely French kissing, leaning over the arms of their chairs toward one another. Dana suddenly felt overheated. She had never seen two guys touching each other like that before. It was hot. She squirmed in her seat as she began to juice up watching the pair.
Their nearly naked bodies shimmered with perspiration in the humid Florida night. Just outside the soft glow of the multi-colored lights around the pool, they enjoyed semi-privacy.
The guy nearest them was a young, blonde surfer, probably early twenties. The dark tan of his rather slender, tightly muscled body was a stark contrast to his sun-bleached shoulder-length blonde hair. He slowly pulled away from the kiss, smiling at the tall, well-built man with him. This guy was probably Greg and Dana's age, around six feet tall, also tanned and with darker hair. His teeth gleamed against his tanned face as he smiled back at the young man who was with him. They were a handsome couple by any standards. Two hard bodies, one thin and lithe, and the other large and well-muscled.
The young blonde reached his head over to flick his tongue over one of the man's nipples, and brought the heel of his hand to rub the other nipple hard and swift, until it pebbled. The man shifted and let a leg drop from his chair on the boy's side, leaving little to the imagination under his loose trunks. The boy slowly traced his palm down the man's sculptured abs, and played with the waistband of his shorts. The man's hard-on was evident as it pressed to get out. The boy pulled the waistband down just enough to expose the tip of the man's cock and trap the head against his belly. He then snapped the waistband back into place with just the head still exposed. The boy pinched the head, rubbed it creating a line of pre-cum across the hard abs. He rubbed his fingers through the juice, the brought them to his mouth and slowly licked it fron his fingers. The boy flicked hi tongue over the man's nipple while his hand rubbed the exposed cock head, then down the length of the erection on the outside of the shorts, to cup the balls and back again.
The man's head was thrown back, eyes closed, his face showing the ecstasy of the pleasure he was receiving. One hand was fisted in the boy's hair, preventing him from moving away from the embrace. He then turned slightly to his side and held out his arm to the boy in a gesture to come closer. The boy looked up and eagerly placed himself beside the man on his hands and knees on the hard cement. He turned and took the man's cock fully into his mouth in one swift movement, seemingly well-practiced.
