I Had a Fun Vacation Hooking Up With The Coffee Shop Dude
Saturday, November 28th, 2009Whenever 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
I think coffee shops are a lot safer than gay bars, I am not into rent boys, who use drugs and could be infected. Not that I have anything against them, I just err on the safe of caution, you can never be too safe you know.
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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
The moment I sat down at the trendiest looking coffee ship in the little coastal village, I knew I had chosen right. Mr. Right in fact, the coffee shop owner, and he couldn’t be more perfect, his name was Dick (how apt). We hit it off from the get-go and arranged for him to collect me at my guest house that night, after he closed for business.
10pm sharp, Dick arrived to fetch me, he was not in the mood for playing games, and as I got into the car he said “I don’t know about you, but let’s skip the foreplay and go to my place to fuck”. I was already turned on.
Dick was gorgeous, his home was gorgeous and his coffee was fantastic. He also had a very tasty cock, and I could tell it respected me, because it was standing to attention, the moment we entered his home.
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.
Dick made really good coffee too, and from one coffee connoisseur to another, if you ever get out Maine, ask for “Dick” place. Enjoy some great hospitality in a really great state, it is beautiful in the fall.
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