This happened back after I just turned 18, I never told anyone about what happened.
It was spring break and a bunch of my buddies had just graduated high school and we headed out to Palm Springs because one of our friend's parents had a time share at a resort. We we're all excited, school was out and it was time to go hit the pool and just get away from our parents.
I was especially excited because my long distance girlfriend at the time was going to be close by and promised to stop and see me. She was hot and my friends were all pretty jealous...little did I know a lot was about to change that weekend.
We got to the resort Friday night and pretty much just laid low that evening. We played a few games, had a bit to drink (our one friend's older girlfriend got us some booze). It was a nice relaxing night and I remember sitting out on the patio talking to my girlfriend on the phone for a while...she was going to try to make it out there Sunday.
Saturday we woke up late and hit the pool around noon, a bunch of my buddies were pretty eager to find some chicks down there so we posted up and started drinking around lunch time.
Now, something I personally didn't realize at the time...but Palm Springs has a huge gay community...and while that didn't bother me at all, I was definitely a straight 18 year old ready to see some half naked girls at that pool. But mostly, it was just a bunch of older guys hanging out and watching us as we drank and horsed around.
I was a few drinks in when the trouble started. Ihad gone to the poolside bar to order a coke and while I was waiting a couple of older guys approached me.
"You boys look like you're having fun." This older guy said to me. He had to have been about 60 or so. Gray hair, tan, big belly, hairy chest. He had on this crazy bright blue speedo and an opened Hawaiian shirt. It was a lot to take in and I just kind of nodded, not wanting to be rude.
"Uh, yeah." I said. "We're staying at my friend's timeshare."
"Oh yeah?" He said. "Sounds like fun. I live here in Palm Springs but my partner and I like to come down and enjoy the pool and the view." He said with a grin.
I was a few drinks in at this point so I didn't connect the dots as I sat there on a stool kind of wavering.
"Oh, like your business partner?" I asked.
"Something like that." He said. About this time, another guy came up to join us. He was also pretty big, maybe slight older than the first guy with a big mustache. He smiled and nodded to the first guy.
"Who's this, Wayne?" He said, leaning against the bar.
The first guy, Wayne, shrugged and grinned. "Dunno. This is my partner, Frank. What did you say your name was again, kid?" He asked me.
"Oh, it's Jon." I said. The combination of the booze and heat started to hit me and I slid off my stool slightly, catching myself on the bar top. Wayne reached out with a big hand and gripped my arm to steady myself.
"Whoa there." He said. "You're looking a little woozy there. Think you need to get inside and cool off a bit. What do you think Frank?"
The other man smirked and glanced over his shoulder, noting my distracted friends and nodded to Wayne.
"Oh, definitely. I think you better lie down someplace, young man. I don't think your friends will mind if you take a load off for a little while."
Shaking my head I tried to stand, the two older men gripping my arms and helping me stand, thepit hairy chests sandwiched against me as I wavered.
"Uh. I-I'm fine..." I stammered. "Just gotta tell my buddies..."
"Your buddies won't miss you for a little while." Wayne grinned as he and Frank both gently led me away from the bar towards the lobby. Everything was happening pretty quickly at this point, and my head was swimming and pretty unclear. The cool air of the lobby felt good though as Frank slipped away and jogged towards the vale, handing him a card. Well, at least they both seemed like nice guys.
"Hey, you need to lie down, guy." Wayne said, wrapping a sturdy arm around my waist as he pushed me towards the front of the hotel. "We don't have a room here, but our place is just down the street, you can lay down on our couch until you feel better."
I groaned, shaking my head as I tried to protest. "No, no. Really I'm...I'm fine."
"Oh no, you're not, honey." Wayne laughed as a silver Mercedes pulled around in front of the hotel, Frank quickly opening the back door as Wayne helped me into the car, joining me in the back. Frank quickly headed around to the drivers door and hopped in the car.
"Where...where are we going?" I asked as Wayne nudged me into the back seat, his big hairy arm wrapped around my shoulders as Frank pulled out the hotel lot and down the street.
"Not far." He said. "We're just down the block. We like to come down to the pool from time to time to 'enjoy the views.'" Frank's eyes caught mine in the rearview mirror as he laughed and continued to drive towards our destination. In my inebriated state, I had hardly noticed Wayne sitting so close to me in the back seat, his arm draped over my shoulder and his hand gently brushing over my nipple as the car swayed on the street.
He was so close, in fact, that my right arm had nowhere to go, my elbow sat square on his chubby thigh, my hand draped over his Wayne's left knee. As we drove, he continued to worm his leg further against my hand until my elbow was brushing the bright blue bulge of his speedo.
Dazed, I sat in the back staring straight out of the car's front windshield as the two men led me away from the hotel to their home.
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The door closed as the Mercedes pulled into the small garage, Frank and Wayne quickly slipping out of the car and urging me to follow.
"Come on," Wayne smiled. "Come lay down on the couch and we'll make you a smoothie. You'll feel better in no time."
"So will we." Frank chimed in with a chuckle.
I staggered in, Wayne supporting me as I glanced around the clean and well appointed house.
