I wanted to submit an experience with an idea for guys who want to hook up with guys. It involves some self-sacrifice if you're the party-type. The rewards can be tremendous.
I've found that a great way to meet guys is to be a designated driver. I'm talking about the guy who keeps his drinks to under (1) an hour -- or less. In other words, your blood alcohol NEVER goes above DWI levels while you're out. Not everyone can discipline themselves to do this -- which is why they need ME.
See, once we get to the "party", I'm the guy who also watches for problems before they happen. I'm the guy who breaks up arguments before they become fights -- & I'm the guy who breaks up the fights too. I'm also an EMT, so I know a good amount about first aid. I suggest that everyone take a Red Cross course on the subject. This pays off if someone gets hurt (as in during a fight) & needs some evaluation, first aid, etc. And, if you've ever been in a place where your presence save a life or averted disaster -- it's a major self esteem pump.
Anyhow, my story occurred in Dallas during the coldest night of the year there (Yeah, it does get chilly during the winter at night sometimes). This particular night, the temperature dipped into the low 50's. "Big Deal" you might ask? Probably under most circumstances. However, this was N0T, most circumstances.
I was the DD for some friends. We went to a club called "Spice" & at about 4AM went to a private party at a lakeside home. It was a big place with a large screened in area that served as a sauna/pool & rec-room. My friend Jay had managed to get 3 other friends with us and one of the guys was an ultra-handsome guy named "Core" with a great build. Well, the party went from 4:30AM at the private house, back to the beach & then back to the house. I managed to catch some sleep on the beach, but everybody else was too hyper to show any good judgment (& I suspect they were using other recreational chemicals to keep the party going...And since I don't touch that stuff, they tend to respect me & keep it away from my sight).
Anyhow, on the 2nd evening, -- things began to wind down. It was about 3AM & I was getting tired again. Since it looked like everybody had stopped partying, -- I thought I'd get some sleep too. I walked around the large house & casually checked rooms -- & if guys were passed out, -- made sure they were on their stomachs with their heads turned & airway open. It was getting pretty cold & I was also making sure everyone was covered up because the central air did not seem to want to blow heat.
Getting near the end of the "rooms", I noticed
that I hadn't seen Core. The only place I hadn't looked was the large
pool area. The cold air was making the steam from the Jacuzzi really
noticeable -- even with the jets off. The room looked empty of human
life -- except for a couch on the far side of the hot tub that faced away from
the room - toward the screen.
Stepping
down into the room, I noticed the temperature was about 10 degrees cooler (brrrrr).
I walked around the couch to get a view of the sitting space, and sure enough:
There was Core. From what I could tell, he'd been in the hot tub &
crawled out onto the couch -- then passed out. I pulled my digital
camera-phone out of my pocket & took a pic for posterity's sake (& because
this guy was hott & scenery like that doesn't happen every day). I
walked over to him & looked closer. He was beyond cold with a slow pulse
& blue lips. See, hypothermia happens easier sometimes at temperatures
in the 50's than colder because it sets onto a person gradually ... especially
a drunk person. Fortunately, there was a hot tub nearby. I
stripped down to my Speedo's & picked Core up with one arm under his upper
body & the other under his knees. I walked over to the tub with him &
stepped down in so that his left arm & lower legs dangled in the warm water.
I found a step to sit on so that I could keep his torso out of the water for
the time being (you can't simply throw a hypothermic person into a hot tub).
From this angle, one of the biggest clues that he was really cold was the fact
he had major "male shrinkage". After about 5 minutes with his
lower legs & arm in the tub, the goose pimples that covered his body began to
show signs of going down & his shrinkage wasn't as intense. So, I moved
off the step into deeper water where his whole body was immersed -- except for
his head which I held above. His lean mass was so high that he didn't
float well at all. Probably another 5 minutes passed & the color
returned to his face & extremities.
On the side of the tub away from the water
recycle intake, the bottom was a gradual incline of about 30 degrees that
leveled off under the water & then inclined again near the top edge. I
found the remote control on the tub edge & used it to dim the lighting to
twilight level. Then I reclined back onto the incline rotating Core
around so that he was resting face down on top of me with just his shoulders &
head above the water line -- resting his face on my left collarbone/shoulder
area. I managed to get my speedo's off & turned the tub bubbles on low.
The water turned milky white as trillions of microscopic bubbles filled the
water raising the level 3 inches or so, obscuring the view of everything below
the water level & making Core's weight more apparent (as the water density was
effectively lowered by the froth mixed with it). As Core's body sank
easily into mine, - I savored the feeling of his perfect physique pressed
lightly into mine as I slowly massaged his lower back, glutes & neck.
His arms dangled into the water gently to each side of me & his breathing was
punctuated by occasional gentle incoherent vocalizations. Every so
often, the water's movement would gently lift his lower body up some & then
allow it to resettle. Not only was the action making it clear that his
shrinkage problem had gone away, but the gradual motion was causing our cocks
& balls to rub - giving us both erections (& two large penises in proximity to
each other collide more often causing the effect to intensify. Core's
vocalizations began to get more erotically toned with light moans &
breathing punctuations in between. I slid my right hand down as low on
his back as I could reach & pulled his pelvis together tighter with mine.
Core groaned more & reflexively pulled his arms in some so that he was hugging
my upper body lightly. I wondered how he could still be passed out with
this kind of stimulation lighting up his nervous system. It was then he
whispered in a slur, "Bro ... that feels so good ... but my dick is so
hard...". I just smiled some to myself & lightly ground our pelvises
together in sync with the motion of the swirls of water. Core's
breathing sped up some as his drunken groaning increased. I had reached
my peak as I ground my pelvis with Core's causing our erections to rub against
each other. Rhythmically, my dick began to convulse as I emptied my man
spawn in powerful contractions that shook both of us pressed together like we
were. I was about half way through my dick-seizure when Core's body
stiffened some and the muscles on his arse formed tight little globes of
steel. With a series of little grunts & gasps he had his voluminous nutt
- as I felt his engorged dick hopping beside mine in strong, frantic
contractions that seemed to keep going a good 10-15 seconds or so after I had
began to afterglow.
Eventually his nutt's intensity let up. As Core sighed a deep groan of relief,
he lifted his head & with smiling eyes briefly met his forehead to mine where
we locked gazes. Then, playfully rubbing noses with me briefly, he
repositioned his head on my other shoulder where he moved it around some to
get comfortable causing his stubble to lightly scratch my upper pec. It
was then that I noticed that the water was a lot cooler (probably low 80's F)
which is why I wasn't sweating to death. The cold bubbles mixing with it
must have cooled it -- as there was quite a thick fog in the pool area causing
the distant lights & stars to take on a softer glow.
With the warm water all around, I fell asleep with Core contentedly passed out on top of me. A couple of hours later I woke up having the nicest dream that a handsome stud was laying naked on top of me, -- to find a handsome stud laying naked on top of me. Mmmmmmm. I wrapped myself gently around him & with his flaccid penis held hostage between his belly & my amorous erection, I gently rubbed & prodded him to full mast where some skilled pelvis action pushed him over the edge. His hungry reflexes soon took over, & forced a gusher from his cock 'n balls while his whole body spasmed & twitched -- pleasure teasing whimpers & little cries from Core's invaded sleep.
I
contently fell back asleep. About 2 hours later, I woke back up.
The sun was up and while it was still a little cold, the place was already
beginning to warm. Core's breathing was still deep as he slept, but a
little faster than normal sleep. It was then that I felt the throb down
at my groin. Since my hands & feet were beginning to "prune" with water-caused wrinkling, I decided I needed to get up. I turned Core over
& the bubbles down as I slid out from under him.
In the light of the new day, I drank in his
beautiful physique as he half floated there -- his occasionally throbbing
'semi' - hungry for some more lov'n. It was probably one of the most
handsomely erotic sights I'd ever beheld. Almost like clock work, every
few seconds, his beautiful cut cock would give a slow, hard throb. I sat
there watching it -- mesmerized by the singleness of intent -- how it begged
to be given attention & how his balls were pulled up bravely to it in the cool
air. The sight was too much to contain. I slid on top of Core with my
arms around his torso & my face beside his. Wrapping my legs around his
I pressed my raging hardon against his semi and stroked it. The hard
throb caused his legs to bend at the knees as his body stiffened some. A
few more strokes had him hard as a rock as his breathing turned to light
groans, & his arms came up out of the water - wrapping around me. Trying
to control myself, I continued to slowly work his erection with mine until we
both ground into each other hard as our backs arched & our hott seed spilled
into the water for the 3rd time in that morning. I was glad I wasn't
tasked with changing that pool filter out! Core smiled at me with a
stuporous grin that still smelled like booze. I smiled back & planted a
warm kiss on his Adam's apple. He closed his eyes & drifted off to sleep quite
quickly.
I got up & put my Speedos back on. Looking around the pool area, the daylight revealed the table that Core had put his clothes under the previous day. I put them near the sofa where I had discovered Core & then I lifted him out of the hot tub & carried him to the sofa. Finding a towel, I dried us both off as best I could & slipped Core's boxers onto him. Turning him sideways, I laid down beside him & by putting an arm around him, pulled him toward me so that I was on my back, but he was on his side -- with an arm & a leg across me & his head on my chest. We fell asleep like that for another couple of hours.
Core's stirring woke me up. He looked much more "with it" as he commented on needing to take a massive piss. I told him you couldn't buy mixed drinks ... you could only rent them. He laughed. We made small talk & by the time he'd taken his 'pee', the rest of the house was stirring. We didn't get much time alone that day, but Core said he remembered having the most awesome & yet bizarre dreams. He discretely winked at me after. Everyone talked the same stuff that all party people with hangovers discuss. Boring....
Anyhow the next weekend I got a call from Core. Apparently, he needed a designated driver....