When I arrived at my Palm Springs hotel the parking lot was empty, but it
was early so I figured others would be arriving later. I’d discovered The
Palm Cove on a gay travel blog. The pictures looked nice and it had good
reviews. It was also clothing optional which intrigued me since I’d never
been to a hotel like that. I figure it could be fun. And eye-opening.
A little about me: I’m 29, dirty blonde hair, 5’8, 165lbs or so, and mostly
smooth. I’m not overly muscular but I keep my body toned.
I grabbed my overnight bag and locked up the car. Inside, the guy behind
the front desk was on the phone. He looked to be in his 50s, silver hair,
6′, with a large beefy build. He was wearing a white polo shirt that
accentuated his belly and khaki shorts. Tuffs of grey hair peaked out of
the top of his shirt. This was a sexy bear. He finished his call and looked
up at me.
“You must be Riley,” he said with a big smile.
“That’s me. Checking in,” I replied.
“Welcome. I’m Ed, the owner of The Palm Cove,” he said shaking my hand.
“Did you have any problems finding us?”
“No, it was easy. Looks like I’m the only one here.”
“So far, yes. You missed all the action last week with the circuit party in
town. We were totally booked. This weekend will be much calmer. You’re the
only guest tonight. Unless we have some drop-ins,” Ed explained.
“Ah, ok.”
Ed finished checking me in and grabbed a key. He gestured for me to follow
him. The property was even better looking in person. You could tell he kept
it up. Lots of greenery, clean pool, and nicely painted buildings. There
were 16 rooms, eight on the ground/pool level and 8 others upstairs. We
stopped at room #4, right in front of the pool.
“Since you’re the only on here, I’m upgrading you to the best room in the
place,” Ed said. He opened the door to a huge room with a king-sized bed.
“Oh wow, thanks. This is great,” I said. I set my bag on the floor.
“Is this your first time in Palm Springs?” Ed asked as he crossed his arms
over his big belly.
“No, I’ve been before. First time by myself. I normally come with friends.
Typically, the straight ones,” I responded with a laugh.
“We don’t have any of those here,” Ed said, laughing as well. “So, this
must be your first time at a clothing optional hotel.”
“Yep, I’m a virgin,” I replied with a grin.
“Well I’ll be gentle with ya. But definitely feel free to take it all
off. I want you to be comfortable here,” Ed said. He gave me a little once
over.
“Thanks, I think I’m going to have a good weekend,” I said, meeting his
eyes.
“Well, I’ll leave you to it. Just let me know if you need anything,” Ed
offered as he exited.
He was going to be fun, I thought. The rest of the day was extremely
relaxing. I swam, had a little lunch, lounged by the pool, and took a
nap. It was nice having the place to myself. I saw Ed from time to time. I
decided to keep my swimsuit on. I’m sure by the end of the weekend I’d be
naked, but I wanted to ease into it.
When night fell, I got dressed and went out for dinner. Then it was off to
one of the gay bars nearby. I chatted with a few guys, but nothing eventful
happened. Around 10pm, I grabbed a cab and headed back to the hotel. In the
taxi, I reflected on what a nice day I had to myself. The one thing missing
was a little action. A weekend away should include getting laid. I started
to chub up a bit. The taxi arrived at the hotel, bringing me out of my horny
thoughts. When I walked into the lobby, Ed was at the front desk to greet
me.
“Hey there. How was your night?” he asked.
“Good. I had a great dinner and a couple of drinks at one of the bars,” I
replied.
“You’re back early. And alone. Nobody caught your eye?”
“No, unfortunately.”
“I’m surprised. A good-looking guy like yourself,” Ed flattered.
“Thanks, but no luck. It will just be me tonight in my bed,” I said with a
chuckle. Ed leaned close to me from behind his post.
“Well that’s not such a bad thing. You can have a lot of fun by yourself.”
“Yeah, I bet I could,” I said. “I suggest you go back to your room, take
off those clothes, kickback on that comfortable bed, turn on one of our
many porn channels, and take care of yourself,” Ed outlined. My cock
started to rise.
“That sounds like a great idea. I didn’t get a chance this morning.”
“Whew, that’s too long, bud. You’re overdue.”
“You’re right,” I said adjusting the front of my shorts. Ed looked down at
my growing bulge.
“Looks like your about to burst out of those shorts,” Ed said with a grin.
“This conversation is getting to me. I should head to my room,” I
answered. There was a slight pause as we stared each other down. Ed licked
his lips.
“Get to it, bud,” he said. I squeezed my bulge and exhaled loudly.
“Have a good night,” I replied. Ed nodded. I started walking to my room. I
could feel his eyes on me. I quickly got inside and turned on the
lights. It was crazy how that talk with Ed just happened and how it aroused
me. I thought something might go down with us right there in the lobby, but
having him basically order me jack off was hot too.
In a second, I whipped my shirt off. Once my bare chest felt the cool
air-conditioned air, my nipples perked up. I slid a hand over them,
tweaking them. My shorts and underwear felt so tight, so I pulled them both
off in one motion. My 6.5 inch cut cock sprung out. Hard and ready. I
wrapped my right hand around it, feeling the firmness. Ed was right, this
was overdue. I thought of his other instructions. There was a large flat
screen TV on the wall. One touch of the remote and a porn scene came
on. Two twinks in a 69 position. Eh. I flipped the channel and a muscular
blonde was swallowing a large cock. This will work, I thought.
I was about to get on the bed, when the large window over the air
conditioning unit caught my eye. It was one of the best parts of the room
since it looked out onto the pool. Instinctively, I went to close the
blinds. I stopped. Why not leave them open? I was the only guest in the
hotel. Who was gonna see me? Maybe, Ed. Hmm I wouldn’t mind that. I
squeezed my cock. In fact, I’d like for him to “catch” me. See that I was
doing as he suggested. Enjoying myself. I walked over to the window, turned
to the left, and saw the light was on in the office. Was he still at the
desk? Maybe he was walking the property, checking on things. I scanned the
area and didn’t see him, but the possibility of him coming by excited me. I
turned towards the TV and saw the blonde getting his ass fingered. The
hairy top was prepping him for a fuck. The bottom had a nice round butt,
perfect for the large uncut dick between the top’s thighs.
“Damn that’s some nice meat,” I said to myself as I stroked my own. I sat
at the head of the bed and stretched my legs out and far apart. I used some
spit for lube as I worked my dick. It felt so damn good. I glanced over at
the window. I usually wasn’t much of an exhibitionist, but something had
been awoken inside of me. The thought of showing off made my heart beat
faster. I wanted to be watched as I pleasured myself. On the TV the bottom
was positioned on all fours. The top, freshly lubed up, pressed his dick
inside that ready hole.
“Fuck him,” I called out. I turned up the volume. Who was around to care?
Now I could really hear them moan as they started to fuck. I increased my
jacking until a drop of precum came out. I took it off the tip with my
finger and brought it to my lips. Nice and sweet. The top was pounding that
blonde now. “Take his ass, man.”
I got on my hands and knees on the bed, mimicking the action onscreen. I’m
pretty versatile, but at this moment I wanted to get railed. I propped
myself up with one hand and jacked with the other. My balls swung between
my legs. They were full. I looked over at the window. Waiting for an
audience of one. What if Ed came by now and saw my perverted show? Saw how
eager I was. He could use his master key and walk right in. Drop his shorts
and mount me. Pound my hole like the guy onscreen. Back in reality, I
dropped my head down to the bed. My ass was up in the air, begging to get
fucked. I stroked my dick from head to shaft. Working myself over, moaning
and panting loudly. I rose up in time to see the top in the porn slam into
that ass a few more times before pulling out and shooting all over the
blonde’s back.
“Oh fuck!” I yelled out. My hand became a blur on my dick. “Fuck, yes!” In
an instant I reached the edge and went over. I sat back on my heels as cum
shot out of my painfully hard dick, onto the bed. One, two, three spurts.
More dribbled out and down my shaft. I shuddered as the orgasm washed over
me. “Damn,” I muttered as I calmed down. My breathing began to return to
normal.
Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw something move at the window.
I turned to look, but nobody was there. A palm tree branch swayed in the
wind. Had Ed been there? I hope he saw me, I thought as I crashed face
first onto the bed and drifted off to sleep.
The End
