So I was there, watching that cute english dancing at Michael Jackson's Bad with his buns in half display. They were big white, smooth and hairless mounds of flesh. I had an erection imagining my cock rushing against that big surface. He turned to me and gave me his sandals to keep. He was having a lot of fun of himself. Probably on E or too much rum punch.
Then, at the other side of the dancing floor, another good looking guy, this one looked bored, throw like a blanket in the couch. He has a sexy flair to him, the way his mouth kept opened and his shimmering lips, his vague eye, his half open shirt revealing a hairy chest and what would be the start of a six pack. His legs were wide open, there was a bulge where both legs meet, a nice bulge could I say but then, some jeans do miracles.
At my left there was this old guy, I fancied his wife, he was all cocky about that, wonder if I pushed he would accept a threesome but J and E where there and later J&J too so I couldn't make a move.
I was at the bar and he came over, twice my height he practically covered me with his body, I moved to my left so he could get access to the bar without teasing my ass. I asked what he wanted to drink and I bought him a drink, he looked at me, my face was very close to his chest, he carried his shirt wide open too, man, i should have go in shirt instead of a t-shirt. He smelled of tobacco, alcohol and I think Calvin Klein. He put his right arm around me resting his forearm in my shoulder and his hand touching mine, it felt soo fucking good, my left hand just went down where his cock should be and I felt this lump of hot flesh trought the trouser fabric in the back of my hand, we played like that for a while until the bartender came with the drinks. He thanked me and I went back to J. He came by and told J that she should keep an eye on me because I was very hot. J being a woman and hearing that from a man just looked at me, "I'm hot, is not my fault" I said, "besides, he's not my type" I finished. We both laugh. That was a close call.
Later the other english guy I fancied came by and we started to chat near the bar, I felt more comfortable since E and J were at the other side and couldn't see me so I got his hotel room number and gave him mine. Then I went back to dance with the old guy's wife and J came over me and took me to dance. So J is here, that means that ... J is here too. I saw him, for the first time in one week, he was as handsome as always, smiling at me with that smile that just seems to linger and bright my day. We chatted, I buyed him a Tequila and we had a good time. Later I say goodbye, I really was too drunk. J gave a kiss before leaving. He's such a sweetie.
I was horny so I went to B.B. D wasn't there so I picked up one of the girls and asked for a lap dance, the bitch won't allow me to touch her cunt I was so fucking horny, however, she was good at it, and my cock answered as straight as a young cadet saluting an officer. I asked her how much the fuck, she told me 200, I said no way, you are not that worth, she left and I picked up another one. I grow tired of slapping and playing with this one tits so I payed her the 5 dollars and gave her extra 10 as a tip, my jean had a big jizz mark on them.
I went back to the hotel. Changed my jeans and cleaned my cock. I tasted it. Salty. I miss the taste of cum sometimes. I got horny again, turned on my laptop, put one of the porn movies I carry there and jacked off four times in a row. Dam D wasn't there, I really wanted to fuck her hard, that tiny cunt and tiny ass, the way she makes me feel like a brute, impaling herself into my cock without taking a break. That little bitch knows her trade I think I'm becoming addicted to fuck her. I really want to split that black ass again, she takes like a man, being a woman, that's a big compliment, dam I'm turned on, I should do something about it soon or I'll explode o the slight contact.
