This is a true story about interracial gay sex between Adults.
I retired early because I invented a medical device and sold it to a company for tons of money. Being only 47 years old,single and rich I decided to travel around for the first time since college. I am also very Bi-sexual and in the closet because I choose to be but now being free from my high profile job as a Surgeon I planned on exploring my fondness for men and cock.
I guess I should relate to you all a little about myself. I am 6'2,185lbs,semi-smooth, very toned. Blue eyes,sandy-grey hair which is mostly shaggy and just below my ears. I was a swimming champ in High School and College and have maintained my swimmers build with pride. In other words, I can still wear a speedo because I can. In College I explored a little fetish I had for cross-dressing. It earned me money. I didn't dress to have sex,mostly. I did occasionally if the guy was cute. I stopped dressing after College but would now and then do it for a guy if that was his thing. Anyway, I can be very submissive and fem if need be and I love that. I am also masculine. I just love to switch around depending on the other person's needs. Catch my drift? Thanks
So my first order of business was to find a nice place in the Caribbean to plan my travels. I asked a gay friend of mine if he could recommend a nice place. I didn't want a big resort. I wanted something like a Bungalow on the beach for a month or so. I also wanted a place that was strictly gay. Maybe I should say, "gay friendly" to be correct. No bias here.
As it turned out this friend had been to St.Maartins at a gay B&B and loved it. He went with his partner but told me that singles are welcome. I called the place and inquired and they gave me their web site. The place looked exactly like what I wanted. Small, isolated, friendly. It was not on the beach but just a walk away from a gay nudist beach. Very private no hassle type of place. The two German men that ran it were very kind and helpful when I told them I would want to stay at least a month. They offered me a luxury suite that was in the back and very private. Each room had a theme motif. Mine would be the Brad Pitt room. Eh? Not bad. I could go for that. The suite would be cleaned and linen changed every other day or not. Depending on what I said. Nice. They also offered breakfast in bed, delivered. Anything I wanted to order. The pool was lined with palm trees and was very private. All the waiters would serve me at the raise of my hand. Too boot, they only wore little loincloths and were barely legal. I was sold and I booked myself for two weeks with the open that I would stay another two if I was happy..... I was more than happy.
When I arrived at the airport I got my bags and was looking for a taxi but then I saw my name on a placard and motioned this cute local teen that I was he. He hugged me and said that he would be my guide and driver for as long as I stayed at this place. I was impressed. I was also sporting a nice semi-hard cock that I am sure he felt when he hugged me. Let me say this and I am sorry if I offend anyone in doing so. Deglia was a real flamer. Cute and fem. He was what us Bi guys call faggy and it was fine with me. Over the course of my staying here he was just the greatest young man to chat with. He showed the Island and some hidden secrets that I can relate to you in another story some time. That story would have to be put in the Adult/youth section, for sure.
I was greeted when we arrived by both owners. Handshake and a hug by both. My bags were taken by Deglia and they said he would put everything away for me and then led me to the pool bar. I really needed a nice Mud slide. The place only had nine rooms so the bar was empty at the time. Dress was optional so after talking to them about the place I asked if I could just take a swim. I stripped right there at the bar down to my speedo. They said they would clean my traveled in clothes and put them in the room the next day. I really started to like this place. I dove into the pool. My untanned body and all. When I stepped up the ladder another lad was there with a towel. (guys,put your thoughts away. I found out later that these young lads had a job to do and it wasn't sex with the clients.) Another thing I found out was that tipping was not allowed but a hug was greeted very nicely. Hugging and cupping my hand on that svelte ass cheek each time was just wonderful. Get my drift?:)
I was exhausted and decided to sleep the night away. I took a Clonazepan (mild sleeping pill) and was asleep for ten hours. I awoke to a gentle hand caressing my shoulder. I was not use to this treatment and I startled the boy. Yes, another olive-skinned adonis wearing only that little loin thing. God, was this heaven, I thought? He asked if I wanted some breakfast and I ordered a huge one. I layed in bed and looked at my new dwelling and it was beautiful. Very lush. King sized bed. No AC. Just opened windows and fans. In the bathroom was a large tub/jacuzzi type thing. Very nice indeed. I returned to the bed and shortly a knock was at my door. In came this young lad with my breakfast. He placed the tray over my middle and just said. "Enjoy,Sir" and walked out but not before leaning down and kissing my shoulder and smiling. He walked away showing that taut little ass wiggling and breakfast so became second thoughts for me but I devoured it and then got showered and cleaned.
I made my way out to the pool and settled into a very nice chaise lounge. Not your typical resort thing. Pleated and soft and very comfortable. I was reading under what would from then on be my "spot" when they came to the pool. Forgive me for not saying African-America men. They were Black. Shaved heads and shiny in the sunlight. Adonis bodies on both of them. Not really muscular but really toned and in shape and I guessed to be about late 20ish or so. Turns out they were 32 and 30. You guys get my drift? :)
Sorry, I will finish this tomorrow. Company just came in. Sorry.