Two friends and I decided to take off for the beach one cool Fall weekend. At the time I was 19 so this was many years ago. We got there on a Friday night and had been drinking all the way on the two hour trip. We were staying in one of my friends parents vacation house. Once we got to the house we went to a club that was within walking distance. It was not much going on there but even so each of my friends had met a girl and it was possible that may take them home.
Seeing what may happen I was feeling a little depressed. Both of my friends had outgoing personalities and seemed to always be able to talk to women where on the other hand I was shy and always had a difficult time in these situations So I decided to leave the bar and walk to the hotel bar that was just down the road. The bar was nearly full but most were older people so I kind of felt out of place but I decided to order a beer and just sit there a few minutes. Everyone there was into a college football game that was on the tv.
An older gentleman came and sat down beside me. He started talking to me about the game and then told me about how he had played football in college. I didn't really reply back to him I just looked at him and smiled. He continued to talk to me and he also bought me a beer It took me a few minutes being so naive but then I thought this guy is trying to pick me up. Then all kind of thoughts begin to run through my mind. My first thought was this guy wants to have sex with me. That was scary to a 19 year old especially in the late 70s a time when homosexuality was not talked about much. I also thought this guy is my parents age and began to think about them and my friends. What would everyone say if they knew
I was scared but I was also excited I liked this attention that he was giving me and I was already trying to decide what would I say if he asked me to leave with him. I decided why not enjoy whatever was about to happen. We talked for a little while longer and even though I was still nervous I did like what was happening. Eventually he layed his hand on my thigh and rubbed it a little. He looked me in the eyes as to see what my reaction would be and I just looked at him and smiled. Then he asked if I would like to go up to his room with him. I couldn't bring myself to speak I just nodded my head as to say yes. Then he got up and I followed behind. Not sure if anyone in the bar knew what was happening but at this point I didn't care its like I was his and fully under his control.
On the elevator ride up my entire body was trembling. He just looked at me and said, "everything is going to be fine you can trust me" and I believed him when he said that. Its like once we were alone I felt at ease about this. He was a nice looking man greying just a little but a head full of hair, and in my eyes he seemed very confident in himself. When we got into his room he asked if I would like a drink and I declined it. It was a nice room or more like a suite He lead me out to the balcony which faced the ocean. It was beautiful with the moonlight shinning over the water. He put his hand on my shoulder and started massaging it lightly and while he was massaging my shoulder he was also asking me question about myself. Like where was I from who was I here with and all kind of things about my life. Even though I wanted to lie so he wouldn't know everything about me I couldn't. For some reason I just had to be honest with him no matter what he asked. It was like at that point he had complete authority over me my mind as well as my body but that feeling really excited me. He asked me had I ever had sex with a man and I told him no. Then he asked did I want to leave and I told him that I did not. Which I don't think I really had an option at this time he already knew I was his.