Each summer I go to Florida for a week of sun, sand and cruising the bikini girls and the speedo boys. I'm bisexual but on my beach trip I'm looking primarily for dick. I don't prance up and down the beach but rather I set up under the rented beach benches and just enjoy the view. I have all the regalia, the tricolor banner on a stick I put in the sand. The same with my bi beach towels, hats etc. If a gay or bi boy walks down the beach he'll know. And most of the time I find someone who wants to play. Some years it's one guy a couple times in the week. Other years it's a guy on Monday and another one on Tuesday. And three years ago it was a married couple.
But not this year. Rather than go deeper into the state I decided on the Orange Beach area. It's more family oriented beach which is why I usually skip and go deeper south. But it's close. I didn't set up all my rig, didn't want to upset parents and kids. But again I set up enough that, if you knew you knew. Monday and Tuesday were spent sitting on the beach, drinking a few beers and working on my tan.
And then...Wednesday
It was weird. Two college aged boys were passing a football. My imagination allowed me to think they were flirting with me. They kept getting closer and closer to me before coming over and speaking.
"Hey friend. How ya doing!" He tossed his ball up and caught it repeatedly.
"Not bad...pal." A bit of sarcasm. I have two options at this point. Either they are going to try to bully the gay guy, or they will sit down and make a play. I'm hoping for option two.
The boys, young men, were shirtless and were built and damn good looking.
" You guys play football? You're mighty fit." An attempt at flirting.
"No sir. Back in high school we did. We are...uh...cheerleaders now."
"Cool." Did he just call me sir?
"Can we sit?"
"Sure but it would be more comfortable in my room, wouldn't it?"
They looked at each other and smiled.
"It would. It would be very much more...I mean a lot more comfortable."
On the ride upstairs I learned their names and where they went to college. As soon as the door closed behind me, I stripped my suit off and stood there naked.
"Shower, boys? May not be enough room for three but we can try." Maybe they were a bit put off by my aggressive move but they soon followed. I was right, there wasn't enough room in the shower but we made it work. I made sure their cocks were at full attention. While they were drying off I prepared the bedroom...got lube and condoms...hoping these guys knew what to do.
Brett was the quiet one. "We are not real experienced and just talking to you took a bit of courage, for sure."
"We'll take it easy ok?" I said as I rubbed my hand over Blake's chest. "We'll go at your pace."
