Date: Tue, 15 Feb 2005 15:41:40 -0800 (PST)
From: Thomas G <thomasjhsd@yahoo.com>
Subject: UVA Spring break 2
The following story contains erotic situations between consenting adults.
If it is illegal for you to read this, please leave now. The characters
and incidents portrayed and the names used herein are fictitious. Any
resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All
rights reserved to the author. Please do not copy or distribute without
the author's permission.
This multi-part story is my first posting, so comments are greatly
appreciated. Send them to thomasjhsd@yahoo.com. Thanks, and enjoy!
I couldn't believe that Friday was only a blink
away and in less than 48 hours I would be strolling
somewhere on Duval St. with the warm tropical breeze making
me forget briefly just how much I hated winter. After about
2 hours of sorting, packing, unpacking and repacking I was
about to give up when the phone rang. The Tonight show was
just ending.
"Hey bro, good news!" I could sense the enthusiasm in
Kevin's voice but couldn't imagine what the "good news"
could be. "I talked to mom earlier this week and told her
all about trusting my dope head roommate with my hotel cash
and what had happened and she said she would talk to the old
man" "Well I just hung up the phone and you wouldn't
believe it but dad said I could use his gas card." This was
certainly welcome news I thought. "Man, he gave me a pretty
good lecture about being more responsible for myself and
basically insisted that I drive my Explorer to ensure I
didn't put myself in a position of loosing transportation on
top of loosing the money for the room" I started to protest
his dad's assumption that I was some looser who might leave
his son stranded in Florida but Kevin cut me off. "I told
him I was actually glad that the trip had turned out this
way and he seemed relieved that my choice in a traveling bud
was with a forth year bio major." Hmmm, senior bio students
can't be irresponsible I thought to myself.
"Shit Kev, that's great news man. I was wondering how
the hell we were going to fit all of our stuff into my Jeep
and your Explorer will definitely solve that problem plus be
a hell of a lot more comfortable on a trip that long."
Kevin readily agreed that his truck made much more sense and
also suggested that if I was up for it that we could get an
earlier start. Damn, how much earlier could our planned
departure of 6am be I thought to myself? Kevin said that he
had been sleeping since a little before 6 and he was ready
to hit the road anytime I was. Great, I thought to myself
and since Kevin would be doing the driving I could catch
some zzz's ! I was psyched to get an early start.
I woke up right as Kevin was pulling into the South of
the Boarder rest stop. Rubbing my eyes and squinting, it
had been a long time since I'd seen the sun this bright so
early. I looked at my watch and couldn't believe it was
only 8:30 am and we were already in South Carolina.
"Fuck man, I don't remember shit from around Richmond.
I can't believe we've made it this far so quick." "Quick
hell", Kevin said. "Your sorry ass has been sleeping for
the last 6 hours and we left a little after 3." He reached
over on slapped me on the knee and said this was a perfect
time to fill up, grab some breakfast and ice down the
cooler. I agreed and threw my sweatshirt in the back seat
as I was shutting the door. After gassing up and grabbing
some chow we were back on I 95 before 9.
I pulled out my laptop and started my Rand McNally map
program. After double checking my entries I realized that
we could be in Key West before the day was over. "Hey Kev,
I had originally thought we'd probably stop somewhere around
Lauderdale and spend the night, but at this pace we can be
in Key West before 10 if you're up for it?" "Dood, I'm way
ahead of you on that one. I figured I'll pull over around
the Florida border and let you take the wheel while I crash
for a while if that's ok with you?" "I'm with ya bro, the
sooner we get there the sooner the party begins!" I
playfully grabbed the back of his neck and rubbed his
shoulders to express my excitement and as a gesture of the
close friendship we were rapidly developing.
We had stopped at Jacksonville around noon to take a
much needed piss and change drivers. While there we both
took the opportunity to change into some shorts and tank
tops, after all we were "Florida boys" now. I 95 through
Florida I discovered is the most boring interstate anyone
could ever drive. Besides the countless miles of scrub
palmettos and swamps I quickly learned that Florida should
be known for something other than a retirement place for old
people. I had hopelessly flipped through every radio signal
for the past 200 miles only to be reminded that country
music was not dead. The only thing that kept me somewhat
amused was the occasional glance over at Kevin peacefully
sleeping with his seat in the full recline position. It was
obvious that under those cream colored board shorts with
deep red stripes running on the side that this rascal was
packing some serious heat under that Velcro flap. The
scenery inside the truck was definitely better than what was
on the outside. I sucked in my breath quickly one time
making a reverse whistle sound when I noticed his right hand
slipping up his tank top to rub a six pack that looked like
it was chiseled out of marble. Man this was going to be a
great trip being able to bud around with a stud like this I
thought to myself.
It was almost 5pm when I finally found an exit
advertising gas and food just south of Ft. Lauderdale. I
gently stopped the truck under a canopy and turned off the
engine. "Hey buddy" I said as I firmly grabbed his naked
knee shaking it gently back and forth. "Wake up there
sleeping beauty" as I playfully moved my hand to the top of
his head and rubbed it quickly. "Huh, what, what's wrong?"
he said, barely starting to open his eyes. "Nothing man,
we're past Lauderdale and I'm stopping for some gas, figured
you'd probably like to take a leak and grab a snack." "Wow,
man I really must have passed out. Did you say we were past
Ft. Lauderdale?" "Sure did bro, we have about another 4
hours to go." Well that got his attention and brought a
huge mischievousness grin to his face. After filling up we
grabbed some two for one hot dogs and a big bag of chips.
I pulled over to the side of the parking lot while I once
again checked out the Rand McNally software. I told Kevin
that the drive across the bridge through the keys was going
to be awesome; and Kevin took the wheel with the authority
of a man on a mission.
On the Florida Turnpike I pointed out exit 4,
Homestead/Key West. Within 45 minutes we had left the
skyline of Miami a distant memory, inhaled our hot dogs and
had settled into a relaxed drive over to Key West. The
views were captivating and new to both of us. Around Key
Largo Kevin suggested that it we could probably get away
with a cold brew if we hid it in the 32oz plastic coke cup
he still had resting between his thighs from the last gas
stop. "Good idea there amigo" I said as I was crawling
through the split in the front seats to get my hands on the
cooler. "Hey, hand me that coke cup man" as I was pulling
two cold brews from the bottom of the cooler. "Hold on a
sec, my phone is ringing." I don't know who it was but
became impatient and twisted my torso toward the radio as I
reached down to his crotch grabbing the plastic cup. Yes I
knew that I had purposely put my fingers inside the cup and
my thumb against his junk as I was retrieving the cup but
figured I could easily defend that if questioned. I was
finishing up pouring the second of two 12 ouncers into the
cup when I felt a slap on my ass. "Hey man, get your
fucking ass out of my face and give me some beer. What the
hell you doing back there, starting the party without me?"
I put the cup in my right hand and snaked it around to the
front seat trying not to spill a drop when I felt Kevin's
hand on mine retrieving the cup. I flipped back around
landing in my seat and accidentally grazed his arm causing
him to spill a couple of ounces directly in his lap. "Oh
shit dood, sorry man. Fuck I hope we didn't loose too much
beer!" "Too much beer hell, my fucking lap is soaked."
"Quitcher whining and pass me the brew, shit happens bro."
Kevin quickly took a huge gulp and passed the cup to me
`accidentally' bumping it into my chest splashing some onto
my tank top. "You fuc"....I was cut off immediately by
Kevin saying; "sorry bro, shit happens!" We both screamed
in laughter at each other, we were having fun. Handing the
cup back to Kevin I was able to glance down to his wet
crotch and noticed the outline of a perfectly shaped helmet,
under the almost now wet see through fabric. We finished
the first cup in 15 minutes and I got us a refill; this time
with none of the theatrics. With the windows rolled down
and finally some decent music we settled into the last leg
of our journey.
A little past Marathon Key I saw a mom and pop gas
station/tackle shop we pulled into to take advantage of the
facilities. We had downed 3 of the 22 ounce cups and needed
relief badly. We went inside and retrieved a key to the
men's room around the corner. Without even thinking I
pushed into the small stinky restroom behind Kevin and was
untying my shorts about the same time he was. We both stood
looking at the graffiti on the walls laughing our asses off
after making sure our aim was on target. Relieved and ready
to continue I yanked off my tank top before hopping in the
truck hoping Kevin would do the same; he did. About midway
over the 7 mile bridge I was once again bent into the back
seat filling up our cup for one more brew before hitting Key
West. Sitting back down Kevin quickly handed me the cup
after a hefty swig. I had secretly grabbed a chunk of ice
and while tipping the cup to my lips I smashed the melting
ice against his belly causing him to scream out in terror
like a little girl. I laughed so hard that I blew beer
through my nose. "Holy fuck that shit burns!" Kevin knew
what had happened and said, "Serves ya right asshole."
It was a fairly straightforward drive through the
island of Key West and we found Duval St. surprisingly
quick. It was barely 9 as we were driving slowly back from
the pier keenly paying attention to the party crowds that
were quickly increasing. "FUCK man, I just remembered, my
reservation isn't until tomorrow!" "Wow, that didn't even
cross my mind bro. What the hell are we going to do?" I
knew it was going to be next to impossible to secure a hotel
room this late and honestly couldn't think of anything but
going to the motel I had reservations for and asking for
help. We arrived at Atlantic Shores on South St. 5 minutes
later and patiently waited while the desk attendant finished
up checking in some other guest's. After explaining our
dilemma the desk clerk looked honestly sympathetic, checked
my reservation for tomorrow, introduced himself as Billy and
disappeared saying he would be back in just a couple of
minutes. Billy re-appeared a couple of minutes later with a
man who I assumed to be his supervisor. "Who's Tyler?"
asked the gentleman now standing next to David. "That's me,
I'm Tyler sir." "Don't be calling me Sir Tyler, my name's
David and I'm the owner of Atlantic Shores" he said as he
was extending his hand. "Nice to meet you David, this is
Kevin", I said glancing over at Kevin. "Nice to meet you
too Kevin." "Thanks, nice to meet you also" said Kevin.
David glanced around at Billy making sure nobody else was in
the lobby and said, "Look, I honestly can't help you guys
out with a room tonight, we're booked solid as of right now.
I do have an idea though." We started listening intently.
David went on to explain that this time of year it's
almost impossible to find accommodations with no
reservations, especially this late at night. He noticed
that I had booked a room with a king bed and if we were
willing to give that up for a room with a single double that
he would allow us to "camp" in his parking lot until
tomorrow when the rooms would be ready. He noticed our
immediate concern and said "Look guys, I could charge you
extra for registering an additional person in your room, but
I'll be willing to overlook that if you take me up on my
offer. The fact is that I can charge a hell of a lot more
for your king room than what you paid for it in advance. To
sweeten the deal I'll even give you back the difference from
what you would have paid for a double when you booked last
fall and comp you a full day's worth of drinks at the pool
bar. What do you say guys?" Well we both turned around and
agreed that the Explorer was certainly big enough for both
of us to crash in, the extra money would come in handy and
that we'd be fools to pass up of a whole day of free booze.
"OK, David, you got yourself a deal, we'll do it!" "Great,
Billy here will show you guys were to park tonight and I'll
see you tomorrow to wrap up the details then." "Thanks
David, we'll see you tomorrow", yelled Kevin as we were
following Billy out of the door.
Billy directed us around to the right of the building.
I followed Billy on foot while Kevin went to the truck to
pull it around. Billy was saying that this was a good spot
because of the security lights as he was directing Kevin
which spot to pull in. "This is great Billy and we really
appreciate everything." "Not a problem guys, we've all
found ourselves in tight spots one time or another." We
popped the back door and quickly started figuring out how we
were going to make this work with all the luggage and
cooler. Billy was there to rescue us once again. "Hey
guys, this door underneath the deck leads to a storage room
and you can stow your stuff in there this evening to give
you more room. I'll leave the key with ya'll, just make
sure I get it back in the morning, ok?" "No problem man,
this makes everything a lot better" I said. "I'll be right
back with some sheets and a couple pillows for you guys"
Billy said. Wow this was working out better than we could
have imagined Kevin and I both agreed. We had finished
putting everything in the storage room and were standing
around drinking a beer when Billy came back. "Here you go
guys; looks like you can enjoy those beers now." "Billy, we
really can't tell you how much we honestly appreciate
everything you guys have done for us, we really mean it" I
said with Kevin nodding. "Hey, forget about it guys, no
problem at all. We've got a little music and the bar is
open upstairs at the pool if you guys want to join in? It's
strictly private this time of night, but I'm sure David
wouldn't mind at all, plus you can test drive the heated
pool too." "Too awesome, thanks man, I think we may just
take you up on that offer, thanks again!"
Kevin and I toasted our good fortune while sitting on
the tailgate. My mind was beginning to wonder when I
suddenly felt Kevin place and ice cold beer between my legs
bringing me quickly out of my day dream with a sudden
shriek; actually it was more like a squeal. "Well you boys
certainly seem a lot more relaxed now" said David as we were
hopelessly trying to recover from one of the many laughing
fits we'd experienced throughout the day. "Oh we are, we
definitely are David", still hysterically laughing at our
stupidity. "You guys joining us up at the pool?" I glanced
an `I'll get you back look' at Kevin and quickly said "sure,
we're on our way now."
The pool bar and deck area was beyond anything we could
have imagined. The bar was a Caribbean style hut with a
serving area which wrapped completely around with a
selection of liquors on a center island to rival anything
we'd ever seen. The pool was a huge L shape completely
surrounded by a deck with what looked to be a couple hundred
white plastic loungers all neatly stacked up for the
evening. One end of the deck led to a pier which seemed to
extend a couple hundred feet out into the Gulf of Mexico
with stairs leading directly down into the ocean. As we
were walking back toward the bar Kevin said "Tyler, this is
awesome man, can you believe this set up?" "Yeah, pretty
great isn't it?" We were just finishing the beer we'd
brought with us when David came up and pointed us to the bar
for anything we wanted. There must have been about 30 or so
people there that evening and David or Billy was introducing
us to everyone as they arrived. It seemed that everyone
there was an employee or friend of an employee. Most of the
girls and guys there had tans which gave them away as being
local. Someone pushed someone in the pool, someone turned up
the music and the party was in full swing. I was talking
with this blond guy at the bar when Kevin came up to me with
eyes as big as saucers tapping me on the shoulder loudly
whispering "bro, there's a chick in the pool totally naked
and another one who's tops been ripped off getting ready to
be thrown in!" I laughed and said relax man, this area is
clothing optional all the time. "You mean, you mean that..
a ....a . anyone up here can run around buck nekkid?"
"That's right cowboy, anyone, anytime, at least up here
anyway" came from the bartender, Steve. "Hey Steve this is
Kevin, my partner in crime for the week, Kevin this is
Steve." The two shook hands while Steve went on explaining
that during the days you'll see just about anything you want
up here and a lot you probably wouldn't.
Kevin was apparently preoccupied with something that
was causing him repeated trips from the corner of the pool
back to the bar. I had taken the opportunity while standing
by the pool talking to David to launch an unsuspecting
assault on Kevin as he made another pass. SPLASH, "Mission
accomplished", I yelled while slapping myself on the knee
bending down pointing to Kevin. I immediately felt Davids
arms around my waist hoisting me up in the air while someone
was yanking off my trunks. The second before I was tossed
up into the air heading for the water I noticed a devilish
grin on Kevin's face while he was pointing at me laughing
and knew right then that I'd been set up! "I'll get you
both back when you least expect it"I managed while spitting
out the water and making a dolphin dive towards Kevin.
Everyone was laughing and pointing at me obviously taking
great pride in ambush skills. They got me! The party
continued with me standing around buck naked at the bar and
by the pool until around 1am when it started winding down.
With a towel wrapped around us both Kevin and I both thanked
our hosts for such a great evening.
Halfway down the steps I realized that I didn't have my
trunks and turned around quickly while telling Kevin what I
had remembered started heading back up to the pool. "Forget
it man, Billy took your shorts and some wet towels to the
laundry area and said they'd be dry for you tomorrow."
"Well that's just fucking great, now I don't have anything
to wear while sleeping." Kevin punched my shoulder saying
"you drunk bitch, don't you remember that we have dry
clothes in the storage room?" I punched his shoulder back
saying "you drunk bitch, where do think the fucking key to
the storage room is, up your ass?" Hmmmm, this was turning
out even better than I could have ever planned, sleeping
naked next to Kevin in a very very small place. Life is
good I silently mused to myself. Back at the Explorer was a
note that said "I think you guys may need this" taped to an
air mattress leaning up against the truck. "That was pretty
cool of Billy, I hadn't even thought about how hard the
floor of the truck would be to sleep on" I said. "Yeah, but
as drunk as we are we probably wouldn't notice" replied
Kevin. The air mattress fit perfectly with the back seats
flipped completely over. I threw a sheet over the plastic
and tossed the pillows up to the back of the front seats. I
bunched the sheets up at the bottom and was dropping my
towel when Kevin hopped up into the truck. "Hey dickweed,
you ain't crawling up in here in those wet fucking shorts."
"Well I don't have anything to wear" he whined. I casually
pointed toward my naked ass. "Does this look like I do
either?" With that, we both sorta laughed and he lifted his
hips exposing a very definite tan line as he tossed his
shorts out to me to throw on top of the truck. I crawled
in, pulled the hatch closed and grabbed the sheet pulling it
up on both of us as my head hit the pillow. "Hey man, keep
your nekkid ass on your side tonight, ok?" I rolled over,
stuck my chin over his shoulder and said "why, this ain't
our first date, remember?" We both laughed and soon Kevin
was obviously in a sound sleep.
I laid there for what seemed like hours, unable to
concentrate on anything other than my painfully erect dick
and the naked god laying only inches from my exposed flesh.
I finally decided to just jerk off very quietly. The
security light allowed me a perfect almost art like vision
of Kevin lying flat on his back with the sheet pushed down
past his navel. One more look at his bulge the sheet was
hiding caused my knees to jerk up and cum to fly out of my
cock with more force than I could ever remember. I tried to
restrain the spasms and convulsions hoping to not wake up
Kevin. It worked. I sat up and grabbed the bottom of the
sheet to wipe off the tons of semen which completely
drenched my chest and face. Lying back down, I soon drifted
off with a satisfied grin on my lips. It must have been
around 3 when I was woken up by Kevin's hand patting me on
my stomach. A big smile came over my face but was quickly
replaced when he started to say "Tyler, Tyler, I'm sick man,
I'm going to be sick." I quickly remembered the little
plastic trash can with the sand bag sides that I had placed
on the console when flipping up the rear seats. I tried to
get Kevin to set up but he couldn't manage at all so I
bunched up my pillow to raise his head up more and leaned
across his back holding the plastic trash can under his chin
for the inevitable. After about 10 minutes of violent on and
off heaving he was finally starting to settle back down. I
reached for the handy wipes in the front console and told
him to wipe his mouth while I put the can outside. While
outside I grabbed his wet shorts from the roof of the
Explorer before crawling back in. "You better now bro, do I
need to get that little trash can again?" "No man, I'm
good, I'm good. Man I am so fucking sorry and embarrassed I
got sick like that and you had to look after me." "Shut up
asswipe, I did it out of self defense. You think I want to
sleep in a puke pit the rest of the night?" "Whatever man,
whatever. Fuck, I'm hot and cold at the same time" The
outside temperature had definitely dropped and it was
getting chilly inside the truck. I scooted up close to
Kevin and placed his wet shorts up against his forehead.
"Oh man, that feels good, thanks" was about all he could
mumble. He hunched his back closer to my chest and pulled
my arm over him saying "please don't let me get cold; I know
I'll get sick again if I start to shiver." I snuggled
closer to make us both warmer and feel to sleep plastered
tight up against the man of my most recent fantasy.
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TO BE CONTINUED..I'm not a writer and this is my first
attempt. Any suggestions or comments are welcome to
thomasjhsd@yahoo.com