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28 Nov 09

I Had a Fun Vacation Hooking Up With The Coffee Shop Dude

Whenever I go to a new town on vacation, the first place I hit is the coffee shops. There are two reasons why I do this; number one is simple, I love good coffee, number two is a bit more complex, I love like minded gay boys

Attracting a better class of gay is my aim; I am no prude but I am also not looking for a rent boy who wants me to pay for sex. I much prefer someone who gives it willingly. In any case, I don’t want to pick up something else either, who does?

Looking for a Gay Sex Partner is easier than you might think. Anyone having difficulty finding someone to spend time with e have a little sex, may hanging out at the wrong places.

I have vacationed all over the US, I intend to see every state before I die, and yes I will be going to Utah. This year, the letter “M” came up as I threw a dart at an alphabet chart, so Maine it was. The state is picturesque and it was autumn, so I couldn’t think of a nicer place to visit, the more picturesque the state has taught me by experience, the more picturesque the gay boys

Who would have thought that I would choose the perfect coffee shop on my arrival. It was providence I tell you, not the town, but the psychic thing. Mr. Right was there as though he had been waiting for me to arrive, and Mr. Right owned the trendy little coffee shop where I had decided to frequent. We got on l ike a house on fire, and arranged for him to collect me at my guest house.

Dick was his name and it doesn’t get more appropriate than that. It actually sounds twee, it was such an appropriate name. He collected me at 10pm, skipped any niceties and suggested we go and “fuck” at his house. “perfect” I thought

How God managed to send someone so perfect for me on my vacation is beyond me. Everything about him was fabulous, from the way he slammed me against the wall and kissed me, to the way he pressed his hard cock into me.

I thought “ooh, he likes it rough does he?” and he did, turning me around and squeezing my package to arouse me. His hands were everywhere, in, my crotch, at my throat, in my ass crack, he was like an insatiable octopus. Probing, prying and poking me in every crease he could find.

I am not going to go into anymore detail, mostly because I haven’t got the space for it. But let it be said Dick is now one of my favorite names and Maine is definitely one of my favorite states. I didn’t see a lot of the “fall”, but I got a lot of fresh air and exercise.

Vacations come and go and there was a lot of cumming and going this vacation. I had no regrets leaving, but I’ll tell you one thing, Maine boys, know what are in the know, don’t ever think this is a backwoods state, I will be returning for more in the future.

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