It was the second night of Pride in Orlando, and I was at the pool party that was happening at my hotel. The music was thumping so loud that I could feel the bass in my chest. All around me were some of the hottest men I've ever seen wearing next to nothing. I wasn't wearing anything but skimpy swim trunks I found online myself. Beach balls were flying through the air, and there was a dance floor that looked almost like an orgy. A few models had been hired to dance on stage, and half the people there, including myself, were soaking wet. I was high on the atmosphere. It was one of my favorite feelings.
I climbed out of the pool and headed towards the bar. Even walking through the crowd of people just standing around gave me a thrill. It was just about impossible not to notice all the perky asses and bulges. My younger self would've never believed something like this existed. I grew up in a small town in the south. I was literally the only out, gay kid in my high school. Adventure was here.
"I'll have a mojito," I told the bartender. He flashed a smile with pearly whites that you wouldn't believe. Even he was wearing short shorts. As he turned around to make my drink, I let out a deep sigh of enjoyment. I checked the clock and saw that 2am was drawing near.
"Hey cutie," a voice said accompanied by a hand lightly touching my lower back. I tensed up for a moment before I turned to see him.
He had to be at least 6 feet tall, and he was the definition of muscular. His muscles glistened with pool water, and an intricate tattoo graced his side. I could swear this guy was a model just by looking at his face. He was one of the guys wearing a tight speedo. At that point, I'd seen a lot of bulges that evening, but his topped them all. I lost all words for a moment.
"Hi," I blurted out. No one that hot had ever approached me first.
"You alone?" He asked me, leaning against the counter beside me.
"I am. Are you?" I asked in disbelief that someone that hot had stayed alone for this long. He cracked a smile.
"Yeah, me too. I'm kinda picky I guess," he told me.
"You get to be," I commented, checking out his body once more. This brought a small chuckle out of him.
"It's okay to look. That's why I wore this," he said, referring to his speedo. He tugged at the waistband, and I was so glad that he brought attention to them. My eyes took it all in.
"Those are pretty cute," I complimented.
"Thanks. I like these too," he replied, reaching out and running a finger across the waistband of mine. He was practically dripping sex appeal.
"Here you go," the bartender said from behind me. He set my drink down and openly checked out the guy I was with.
"I got it," the guy said, laying down some money for me. I don't know where he got it.
"You don't have to," I began.
"I want to," he replied, looking into my eyes. I took a drink and felt the warmth rush throughout my body. Included with the rush was a feeling in my crotch. I swallowed hard.
"I'm Tyler," I told him.
"Cody," he responded. "Do you wanna head up to my room?"
"Yeah," I said as my mouth turned into a huge grin. I set my drink back down on the counter half empty and stood up. His arm immediately wrapped around my lower back as he guided me out of the pool area.
The noise level gradually got quieter as we approached the hotel. The crowds thinned out as well. His fingers lightly traced circles on my skin as we waited to board the elevator. I glanced down once more to see his dick straining against the fabric of his speedo. I needed it. Standing in the crowd outside was enough foreplay for me.
The moment the elevator door closed, he grabbed me and pulled me into a deep kiss. I let my hands start running over his back, feeling the wetness of his skin. I pulled him as close as I could as our tongues wrestled. Being in his arms made me feel smaller, protected even. His hands rubbed my back as he kissed me with a certain passion.
"Fuck, I'm so horny," he said, in an almost whisper. I opened my eyes and we held an intense eye contact for a moment. It didn't take long for me to go back in for more. I felt his body press into mine and subsequently, his crotch started to grow even more and I felt it on my stomach. I looked down to see that it was hard and had to go along the side of his speedo just to stay inside of it.
"That's so big," I commented between kisses.