We pulled into the parking lot, Paul kissed me again and told me that they would pick me up at 9:30 the next night for our date and tour of the gay bars. I got out of the car and started to walk into the resort but noticed that the bar was closed and I was hungry. There is a Circle K about 2 blocks way and I decided to walk over and get some cokes and some energy bars.
I walked into the store picked up what I needed and went to the cash, The guy behind the counter was looking at me with lust in his eyes, I knew that he wanted me to give him a blow job. However, he looked as if he had been there all day and was probably a bit stinky so I just smiled and left.
I walked back to the resort and the same guy was at the counter as when I left. His name was Troy. I remember his name because that is my Boi name too. He smiled and looked at me saying it looks like you had a good time.
Walking back to my room, I noticed another crossdresser sort of wandering around the grounds. She was a bit over weight and not really convincing, however each to their own. She saw me and came over to say hello. As she talked to me it was obvious that she was a bottom as well and was not going to do much for me. "I thought". She seemed quite nice however and sort of tagged along as I went back to my room.
I decided to ask her in to share a joint and talk about our experiences. When I got into the room, I looked in the mirror and saw why Troy had noticed that I had had a good time. My mascara and eye liner were really messy and it was quite obvious that I had been royally used by Paul and John.
It turns out that my new friend Wendy, was very good with makeup and offered to fix me up. That sounded quite nice. She turned around and asked me to unzip her dress which I did and it fell to the floor. I was presently surprised by her smooth clean skin and really nice lingerie. Her cock, however, visible through the sheer panties was really small. She undid my jeans and pushed them off and pulled my top over my head. We were now both in bra, panties and nylons, touching and caressing each other. I sat looking at the mirror and she started working on my mascara and eye liner and did a better job than I could do.