Date: Tue, 30 Oct 2001 19:53:23 EST
From: GaynCoalCountry@aol.com
Subject: Poolside at the Ramada Inn

      Pool-side at the Ramada Inn
      by: Daniel Stewart

The most pulse-pounding experience of my life took place in a pool-side room
at a Ramada Inn in Portsmouth, Ohio
It was 1985, during a senior class trip to what was then Shawnee State
Community College. All of us athletes, Caner aka CB, Greg, Jackie, Jeff,
Freddie, Randy and myself were more than buddies we were teammates on the
Evarts Wildcats basketball squad. Back in the hills of southeastern Kentucky
we had, when the need arose, played around with one another. However, in
those days, we used insults like "homo," "cocksucker," "faggot," "pansy," and
"queer" -- all of which we vehemently denied being, in spite of the
rationalization that our escapades wasn't "queer stuff" it was young studs
experimenting because we were naturally curious creatures.  Yeah right!
After the usual bullshit of attending one scheduled event after another,
touring the campus and the evening meal we were bused back to our hotel. We
were free till the next morning, but not before a lecture about evils
consuming alcohol, staying up late, and such.
There we were, the six of us in this big ole hotel room. All of us bare-ass
or stripped to our undies. What's a half dozen horny eighteen year olds to
do? It was a delicious task trying to keep my mind on all that was happening,
as I tugged down my jockey shorts in front of my comrades.
I turned and facing me was Greg's round, hairless butt as he tugged down his
own black briefs. Greg was smooth and blond with a million dollar smile and
pouty lips.
He had been the object of my jerk-off fantasies more than any guy I met since
grade school.
Of course, I'd seen Greg naked many times in the locker room and showers. But
now I got a different view. I could see he was blushing and was a little
embarrassed. Why? I don't know. When I looked at his cock, it was thicker
than I'd seen it before, and it was standing erect almost at a left angle in
front of him.
My own cock wasn't fully erect, but there was a stiffness in it, and it was
beginning to rise.
In the confides of that motel room, I felt naked flesh against my own naked
flesh. As the six of us shifted about, my incipient erection burst to full
attention. To my right, sitting on the edge of the bed, was Jeff, probably
displaying the stiff uncut pole between his legs. Next to him was Jackie,
pressing his legs together and pushing his boner between them in an effort to
hide his arousal.
Sitting on the floor was Caner, Freddie, and Randy. Freddie had jet-black
hair and besides Jackie, the smallest build of any of us. He was the only one
of us in the motel room who was effeminate.
Build slim and wiry, Jackie was smaller than most of the guys on the team.
Seeing him totally stripped, I appreciated how handsome he was -- zero body
fat and the only hair below his sexy eyes was a small patch of blonde pubic
hair at the base of his impressive manhood.
Randy broke the silent tension as he fragrantly stroked his mouthwatering
cock and ordered Caner to suck it. Caner was hesitant, but complied and began
to suck Randy's rock hard cock.
I looked around. Jeff was gently playing with his cock, showing off his
foreskin as his hand slide up and down the base. Freddie and Greg were now
laying on the carpeted floor in the 69 position, sucking each other like
there was no tomorrow.
Giving the horniness of the scenes before me, combined with a need for sexual
release, my response was obvious.
I pulled Jeff close to me and kiss him roughly. Slowly, I licked and sucked
on his neck, pecs and navel working toward his throbbing cock.  I could feel
him trembling all over with intense pleasure as my warm mouth enveloped his
uncut tool.
It was a night to behold. We switched partners and groped, jerked pud, sucked
and fucked for hours.
The following morning, we overslept and had no time for a replay as we rushed
to breakfast.
Soon after the incredible incident, Greg revealed to me that he, Jeff and
Freddie were "regular fuck buddies." So that night they already knew the
score -- and Greg had given up his virgin butt in front of his teammates
because he was so turned on by all of us. I really wanted to fuck Greg so bad
that I could literally taste it.
Surprisingly, Jackie, Jeff, Greg and Freddie all married right out of high
school. One is a teacher and the other is a coal miner.
Jackie and Greg dated girls in school, but the three of us fooled around
sporadically until graduation.
Caner and Randy who remained friends, married after they graduated college.
Caner is divorced now. Randy still fools around with guys. " I love to get
fucked" he says. "A stiff cock in my ass is something that my wife can't give
me.
I came to terms with my sexuality and am living openly as a gay man.
Greg was the big surprise. The beautiful guy who was a wonderful person and
friendly to everyone he met despite the fact he was from one of the richest
families in town. It was both devastating and shocking news! In 1993, for
reasons beyond my understanding or comprehension, (some claim it was the
break up of his marriage), Greg put a revolver to his head and pulled the
trigger.  I think back fondly of those carefree days and wonder how we
managed to get to where we are today.