It was the kind of day when the entire world was happy. Just lounging by the pool, drink in hand, soaking up the sun in my tiny teardrop pink thong. And yes, perhaps I was showing off just a bit. But what the hell, it's an all guys retreat, right?
Funny, in my early years a guys retreat was mostly Bible studies with some guns and hiking. Ugh. I always felt so fake. But now I am at a whole different kind of retreat. Gays and Rays - The ultimate men's retreat. So, I signed up and found myself by the pool on a perfect day.
I was intentionally wearing the tiny pink thong on a hunch. I figured it would attract more attention than if I just went nude. And it turns out I was right. Perhaps in hindsight, I bit off more than I could chew.
As I lounged in the chaise, I peered through my sunglasses at the magnificent scene before me. So many beautiful men. Wow. This was a fantasy come true. Everyone was lounging by the pool, a few were swimming and a game of volleyball was going on in the shallow end. This was especially fun to see. All those cocks and balls bouncing. Mmm.
About one third of the group wore regular, or perhaps smallish swimsuits. Another third were gloriously naked as the proverbial J-bird. So many sizes of cock, and so many tight asses. I did notice a few wore their pubes out wild, but most of the dicks were closely trimmed or - as I prefer to do myself - shaved.
But the last third of the men were wearing outrageously sexy outfits. Cowboy hats, vests, and so many thongs. Some wore cock sheath bikinis which showed off those impressive erections. Some had a peek-a-boo cloth covering their cocks. Some were just sexy and tight. And they all looked amazing when wet.
I also noticed a wide variety of body types. Many skin tones, and different sizes. Not everyone was a 25 year old stud. Many dad bods around, and some old guys too. No one cared at all. The whole experience was so liberating.
Just as I was pondering my newly discovered freedom, the sun was blocked out as someone cast a shade onto me. I looked up at a fantastic view. It was a cock.
Someone once told me the best way to photograph was with the sun to the subjects back. This causes a halo effect when done properly. Well, let's just say this cock was properly done. It was perfectly haloed in the sun, and it seemed to glimmer with some wetness on the skin. Totally shaved and a dangling sack with huge balls in it. The tip was so fucking gorgeous I wanted to suck it right then and there.
I was totally staring. And finally I realized he was talking to me.
"Huh? What?" was my brilliant opening line to this Adonis of men. Go figure.
"Do you want to come?" he said.
Wait, what? My brain checked out while my thoughts ran around screaming. Did he say cum, or come? Big yes to both, but still confusing. Stop, did he say it in a sexy way? No. Okay, then that means... nope. Got no idea.
So I said, "Wait, what?" Yeah I'm getting so good at this conversation thing.
"Come play," he said with a gesture now over to the volleyball game.
"Sure," I said still looking at his dick.
Now, to be fair - his dick was shading my eyes from the sun. So it was natural that I should keep looking, right? I really didn't care. If you put that much meat in front of me I am going to stare.
"Great, come on," he said spinning around to jog over to that end of the pool.
Now I could see more of him. He was tan, with brown hair which was wet. And a great ass. As he turned I saw how handsome he was. Oh my.
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We played volleyball for what seemed like all afternoon. It was fun, splashing, swimming, jumping. All those cocks. And it seemed like almost every volley ended up with a pile of us all jumping after the ball.
It was earlier that this part took me by surprise. It was the other teams serve, and as it came over the net I moved over to get it. But so did most of my team, and we all tangled up. I was laughing and noticed a hand sliding up and down on my dick. I was still wearing the thong, and it definitely felt like this was not an accident. So I reached over and grabbed his shiny wet dick in my hand. He laughed and some of the other guys started grabbing dicks too. Before long we were basically having a circle jerk right in the pool. Then we got back to the game and laughed even more as we saw all the dicks growing.
When anyone got tired there were plenty of guys to sub, so I wandered off to sit on the pool edge watching the antics. To my suprise, my Adonis came swimming over. He just swam up between my legs and looked up at me.
"Having fun?" he asked.
"Yes. This is great," I replied.
As I sat there, I noticed his face was only inches from my cock. My dick was semi hard and protruding proudly from my little wet pink thong.
He didn't say anything else as he rose up and moved his face right up to my penis. I unconsciously spread my legs to allow him more access to my growing bulge. He did not touch me, but his mouth was mere centimeters from my cock. I have never felt so exposed in my entire life with him breathing softly on my stiffening cock. Everyone who cared could simply look over and many, in fact, did.
He blew softly against my wet thong. Then, he moved his lips up and down the length of my growing shaft. My dick was getting hard and the suit was bulging up the fabric making my dick stand up, proud.
I moaned softly as he continued to blow my deck feeling so aroused and so exposed, my head back and mound again. Soon I noticed two other swimmers come up to watch as Adonis continued to blow softly on my dick. I felt hands on my thigh, pull up and leaned in to join in with the fun.
I opened my eye to see three guys gathered around my rigid cock. It was straining the fabric of that tiny thong, and I felt the strap against my ass get taut. A very handsome fellow to my left was working his hand up my wet thigh, rubbing gently as he worked higher with each moment.
On my right was a wonderful daddy. His head leaned down on my thigh as he blew gently on my balls. With him staring at my full sack as I bulged in my tiny thong, I knew I was stretching this fabric to the max.
Just then, I felt the hand on my left thigh on it way up until he brushed against my balls. It sent an electric jolt through my body, feeling his fingers work its way up and begin to massage my swollen sack. He deftly flicked the thong to the side where my balls could hang out. The tip of my penis was still stretched in the tent, standing straight up. With my balls exposed, he reached out to cup and fondle them while my friend on the left continue to blow on them. His hand was creeping up my other thigh, beginning to lick the tip of my head through the thin fabric.
As I began to uncontrollably moan with their ministrations, sending chills coursing through my body, I found myself thrusting my ass up just enough push my penis against the tongue of the Adonis who let his tongue stick out and brush my dick.
I glanced up and saw a crowd gathered watching us. I made eye contact with as many as I could, as they watched my dick stroked by other guys. Some were stroking their cock while watching. And, oh my God, an incredibly built stud caught my eye and moved himself closer. His dick was magnificent and he was stroking looking directly at the site of my bulge. I couldn't stop staring at his dick. he glanced over me, masturbating while I was thrusting my penis up and up.
Then Adonis opened his mouth and took my cock inside, along with the thong. In his open mouth this point with his lips going down over the thin fabric felt like there was nothing there at all.
He made eye contact with me as he slurped on my pink lyllypop. Then with a smile he uncovered my bulging penis. It felt so good to be set free and my dick bounced in anticipation of the sucking I was about to receive.
And he did not disappoint. Sklillfuly he took my cock head in his mouth and began working on it. Teasing my slit hole with his toungue as his lips sucked on the edge of my penis tip. It was so hot to watch.
I glanced beside me to see Mr Stud standing and stroking slowly as he watched. His big dick was magnificent. Dark and big, he would occasionally spit in his hand and lube up his shaft as he began to increase his stroke pace.
