CH 96: Are we ready for Gay Open Relationships?
BUILDING NEW LGBTQ+ RELATIONSHIPS
This is another story from our stay in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico during the big Bear Week celebration at the first of this year. We were deciding whether we should write about it or keep it to ourselves. Obviously writing about it won. It’s been many months later now and I feel comfortable enough to write this chapter for the blog; I’m sure that Larry will want to create his version as well. So, here’s a little catch you up thing.
Around the end of January during the Bear Week celebration in PV, Larry had an encounter with some bears that he was not crazy about, but he managed to survive the day. In Larry’s 35th posting this year, he wrote about our first time at the giant Mantamar pool with an enormous number of bear loving men. It was somewhat of a revelation for the both of us, but more so for him. I still can’t believe the crowd sizes and that there are so many gay bears or gay-friendly bears! What happened that day didn’t stop us from attending more pool parties, but we were more cautious with our expectations and trust.
Have no concerns for us after reading that chapter, Larry and I discussed the groping situation he experienced with a clearer mind before leaving to join in on the fun once again. Larry on reflection said that he might have overreacted about the unexpected grabbing of his package from someone behind him. I asked him to explain that since he was upset about the way it happened. He said that if it were me doing that, and he wished it were, it would have happened and no one would be the wiser. I told him a bit more information for me might be nice right about here. He told me that he knew it wasn’t me for a good reason. “And what reason would that be,” I asked. He said, “If it was you, your hand would have been inside the speedo not outside, and you know that as well as me.” How could I not agree; that’s a heartfelt compliment, I’m sure, right?
When Larry wrote his account of the incident, I guess he edited some of it out by accident. That happens a lot when writing about stuff that took place weeks or months ago. He remembered that in the groping story that there were a few of the men there as couples, but there was one in that group that was alone, and then I entered the group. “I think they were trying to match me with him. That is what I think now, it makes sense to me. What do you think Sweetbabes?” “I think that you are making peace with yourself, and that’s a good thing.” So, this is how we were able to return to the scene of the crime once again, haha.
HOW IT ALL CAME TO BE THIS TIME
It was earlier in the morning when we managed to get ourselves out to the Mantamar Beach Club pool at the Almar Resort once again, it paid off since it wasn’t as packed as it will get soon. We arrived with a little more knowledge in hand. We parked the car wherever we could and left a change of clothes inside for later in the day, if needed. We were open for whatever came our way that day. I still had my sensible swimwear on; Larry was a little more conservative this time by leaving his speedo in the dresser drawer and wore something I brought that required some imagination from strangers. In reality, it was a lot more clinging and made his ass look way hotter than I will ever make mine look in that swimsuit.
We made ourselves more accessible to others this time around. Not that we were trying to market ourselves as available for whatever but in a way we were. Our goal was to search for other couples that might become friends in the future. I have always known that if I’m seen out with my husband, we usually attract attention to ourselves, I’m okay with that. This time you’ll see that I managed to get the attention of someone all by myself, so there. I am not what you could call a ‘muscle bear,’ but I do have a nice hairy chest and belly. That ought to count, right?
At the giant pool we discovered what I thought were some of the hottest looking men that were willing to stop and talk with us. In fact, there were four men, that is, two couples which qualifies for what we were hoping to find and spend some time with that day. We might have hit the jackpot with these men.
I know that our plan was to meet some men to hang with for the day, or longer. One of the men, with the biggest smile was gesturing us to come over to where they were standing, so, we did. Our plan for the day has started! I figured that it might be for only a few minutes, but it would give us some practice putting ourselves out there searching for new gay couples. So, we did join them for at least a few minutes, and during first-name introductions to each other, we found out that we all hailed from California, not exactly that hard to do when in PV apparently.
A quick look at my husband and I knew that we were going to spend much of the day with them and see where it might go. If we misjudged them, oh well, we would just find a reason to move on. The connection we made with them seemed genuine and met our simple expectations. Truth be told, before spotting and meeting them, we did wander through the crowd for a while searching for ex-pat couples that might be living here that we could sometimes hang around with.
All four men were staying at the close by Tryst Hotel. At this point in meeting them, I’m not sure if they are all staying together or in separate suites. They told us that they were neighbors that live in San Diego and are a lot more than just friends that like to travel together often; I’ll leave that tidbit of info there for now and get back to it later.
We let them know that we are Californians as well and live northeast of the Sacramento area, a good day’s drive north of them. I also told them how much I love San Diego and Coronado Island, if you’ve ever been there, you would know why too. Besides, San Diego has the Pacific Ocean as it’s front yard.
One of the men asked us at which hotel we were staying, if it was the same as theirs. Larry told them that we are in a private home at the villas at the top of the hill. Only one of them knew where we were staying and said that he met up with a guy once who had rented one of the villas for a few days, and then said, “Man, those places are fucking beautiful, the private pool and all, but fucking expensive.” I knew we might need to explain how we can live there for a couple of months and not sound like we are bragging about it. We will cross that bridge when we get there. So far we haven’t mentioned how long we’ve been here and how much longer we will stay. Right now, we are on a house exchange with the owner who is happy to spend his time with our Pops at our place. We might need to talk about that arrangement later.
What was cool for me, even though their main attraction might have been my husband, and why not, blonde muscle bears are hard to find, and once you see one, they are hard to ignore. Larry thinks I’m a hot-looking middle-aged silver fox and should stop putting my looks down. He thinks that I could draw a crowd better than him, haha. Yeah Babe, keep telling those fibs and I might start to believe it too. Okay, that day I did attract someone and it felt awesome for a change. It would be nicer if he stopped adding the middle-age to the silver fox thing all the time.
THE MEN WE MET AND GOT TO KNOW VERY WELL
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| SMILEY, SELFIE, STRETCH, AND SHADES OUR NEW FRIENDS |
This section about the men we met has been moved around quite a bit while writing this chapter. I eventually picked
this part for three reasons: One: The first image we use in the chapter is what
blogger will post as a promo image for the chapter. Two: Knowing a little more about
these men might give you an idea of why we chose to spend time with them. Three:
I got sick and tired of moving it around the chapter. Forgive me, I did choose
silly names for each of them from how they looked in their photos. You can laugh
with me if you want to, it’s okay. In the future I might be able to use their
real names instead of these silly ones.
SMILEY: Has had many jobs in his life, currently works for Stretch as a full-time delivery driver for his flower shop and helps in the shop when not delivering flowers. He always considered himself a plant lover and green-thumb gardener. His dream is to be a published author though. He loves to write children’s books and do the artwork himself. He spends his down time on the books.
Smiley was hoping to find a new place to rent in the waterfront area of San Diego and hopefully meet someone to start a fresh new relationship with. He placed an ad in a LGBTQ+ friendly local paper, looking for a place to rent with another gay man with a private bedroom and bath, including kitchen privileges. He also added that he was a friendly outgoing person who loves to make people laugh.
He said he found Selfie’s ad the same day his ad appeared in the paper and arranged to meet him and check out the place. Everything clicked for both men and they both pulled their ads. Smiley said that everything was great about the place, and it came with a great looking guy who loves to laugh at his jokes and had the kind of body I love as well.
SELFIE: Has ended a long-term relationship with someone who helped him with the cost of keeping his condominium in San Diego. He placed an ad in a local paper looking for a renter to share in the expenses of living at the Pinnacles Condo Tower in San Diego, a couple of blocks from the waterfront. He placed an ad in the same friendly newspaper that Smiley used looking for a place to rent. He also stated in the ad that only gay men with a friendly attitude need to apply.
Selfie considers himself a builder and wood worker and owns a Custom Cabinet making shop in nearby Chula Vista. While in college he did some stage construction work while enrolled in a drama course, he told us that while in the class everyone had to do some stage acting but found that he much preferred to be a ‘behind the scenes’ kind of guy.
In this story, Selfie and Shades did not know of each other as students at the same university, that is until they enrolled into the same drama class. They became friends when he was building the stage sets with Shades and then casually until graduation. Years later, they met once again at the fitness room on the second floor of the Pinnacles Tower. Both agreed that it was only a vague recognition for each of them, it had been so many years since their college days.
STRETCH: Owns a small flower and plant shop and is a self-taught florist. He had worked for a large nursery while a student in college, and then it was years before he was able to buy a small flower shop that he still runs today. Each morning as he opens his shop, he is greeted by Shades there to pick up the fresh flower order placed by the restaurant and bar that employed him. These daily meetings eventually developed into a strong personal relationship for them.
Stretch is normally a quiet introspective type of guy that’s happy at home alone with an enjoyable book to read; not much of an outgoing guy at all. He said that one day long ago, Shades asked him out for coffee, and he cautiously accepted, at another time, it was for dinner which took him time to accept the invitation.
Stretch told us that it took a lot of courage for him to eventually ask Shades out for a date in return, and it took even longer before that became a regular thing for them. That is how they became ‘friends with benefits,’ he said with a sly smile. Shades and Stretch live together in the same condominium as Smiley and Selfie, only a couple of units apart from each other on the same floor.
SHADES: A bartender for years but likes to refer to himself as a mixologist. He has been known to earn an occasional income as an extra or background actor, which is a non-speaking role, and has thought about doing some light stunt work in the future as well. He told us that while he was a broke college student he did some nude modeling for the art figure drawing class and made an ‘Indy-type’ porn film which he was proud of but is thankful that only a few copies of it got distributed. He told us that he never earned a fucking penny for his special ‘acting’ skills; sad because I was an awesome stud.
Shades told us that it’s a small world because his neighbor and now awesome workout buddy Selfie, knew each other as students in college. He added that he and Selfie love working out together in the fitness center, but the other guys aren’t so much into working out with us.
He also backed up what Stretch said about how they met at the flower shop each morning and said that after so many months of coffee, and after late night dinners I started to spend nights here with him. I really love everything about this building and these guys, so Stretch asked me to move in with him; it would be cheaper for both of us that way. I agreed and gave my notice I was moving to my landlord.
INTRODUCTIONS OVER, NOW FOR THE REST OF THE STORY
The four men I just introduced seemed to be very interested in meeting us as much as we were meeting them that morning. I loved how friendly they were to us, and they were pretty hot looking hairy muscle bears. Not like ‘Mister Universe’ muscle types though. In my estimation, Larry was the leader of the pack of muscle bears at the pool. You might remember how turned on I can get around furry guys; If not I hope I didn’t put you to sleep while reading those chapters, haha.
If you’ve been following our journal blog, you might be surprised at how comfortable and open we both are with our sexuality down here in PV. Larry has found his people here and he hides nothing, well obviously he hides some of his parts. We haven’t written about our nude beach thing yet, but don’t look for it here in this chapter. One day I bet it will be written though.
I have decided that when the twenty pounds I found since my retirement gets lost again, I promised myself that I will feel comfortable enough to wear my tiny speedo too. I was doing so fucking good on the NOOM weight loss program, I mean I haven’t gained much back, but that twenty pounds landed in my gut once again and shattered all my hopes of looking as hot as my husband in his speedo. Larry would love it if I found all of my lost pounds again! Well, I’ll be fair, he’s been so supportive for me, and knows that I have a thing about a gut hanging over a speedo! I know I can buy a bigger speedo; I don’t want to; that’s a big defeat in my book. About as big as my newfound gut!
We were all in the shallow part of the big pool when we met these men. They were each with their own partners just as we were, that matched what we hoped to find, other couples to get to know and hang with. It was evident that a couple of these men were outgoing and reaching out to us, so, what the hell, let’s see where this goes. It might be a fun diversion for the day.
As it turned out we did spend a good portion of the morning with them, but we did separate occasionally, only to regroup again later. I’d say that was a good sign that we should not wander off again. It was during the last regrouping that we were asked by them if we’d like to spend the rest of the day together with them, like going out for dinner, drinks, whatever. Naturally we said sure, that was the whole plan for today anyway, make new friends and have a blast.
As the day got a bit warmer and hanging around in a pool only getting more crowded, one of the men, it might have been Shades, asked us if we would care to leave to go up to their hotel suite for a while. Larry and I looked at each other for approval and gave each other the concerned look of ‘what the fuck are we setting ourselves up for now.’ But we both said, “Sure”.
NOW UP IN THEIR SUITE TOGETHER
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| This is Smiley |
Once in the suite, we noticed there were two queen-sized beds in the room, plus a large window with a view of the sea, it was genuinely nice. They pointed towards the short hall and said that was where the bathroom was if we needed it. Relaxing was the order of the day, so some drinks were offered from the mini-fridge and taken; Larry explained why he would pass and accept some bottled water if possible. No problem no explanations needed.
The subject of clothing for going out came up with a surprise, one of them said that they might be able to find clothes to fit us from what they brought. The tallest and leanest handsome man in the room asked my husband what his pant size was, Larry said he normally wears a 32” pant waist but a 34” is okay as well. Then a man the same height as Larry and just as beefy asked me what size I wore, I tried to be honest and said I can still get into a 34” pants but it’s pushing it and I didn’t want to say a larger size. There was no question, sharing clothes would give us more time for whatever they had in mind for us. That was when the two men asking our pant size questions asked us to follow them to the closet area. My beefy guy, always with the biggest smile in the group, grabbed my hand and instructed me to get off my sorry ass and follow him to the clothes closet near the bathroom to pick out something before he changes his mind. I knew he was only joking with me. I’m glad he picked me to help, he has a fun swagger, the kind I like. I decided to name him “Smiley.”
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| This is Stretch |
Stretch was Larry’s tall and lean helper who also wore a size 32” himself, so Larry could be set for the rest of the day. Compared to Smiley, Stretch was much more reserved I thought, I pegged him as the quiet type, or introverted, but I know quiet people can surprise you most of the time.
Well, that was a big misread on my part, he was having as good a time looking through his clothes for Larry as mine was with me. He had Larry giggling sometimes as they were sorting through the choices. It became clear soon enough why. My husband’s waist might match his donor’s size, but his ‘bubble-butt’ is a whole different ball game. And I will pay the price by writing ‘bubble-butt’ twice in the same paragraph. But it’s such a great looking ass, in or out of clothes; I think that might save me from him.
It became clear quickly that, a shirt from this man might not accommodate Larry’s larger chest and shoulder sizes. He needs help from another guy now. That did not escape Smiley he is Larry’s size in more ways than we first thought. Larry was able to find some shorts and a cool shirt to fit from him. So, we both owe our debt to only Smiley.
Smiley asked us if we really needed some underwear as well or were we into commando, I’m not crazy about the idea of borrowing someone’s underwear, I told him commando covers me and my husband needs as well. I know I would not like sharing my underwear with anyone other than my husband, especially without a washing machine available.
Smiley prompted us with, “You guys need to take a shower before getting into my clothes, I have to wear them myself you know.” He also said the rain shower is great and it’s big enough for both of you and a few more. I easily caught the ‘few more’ reference as a planted idea for our heads to mull around with.
I looked at Larry’s face to see where his mind was, and I’m sure it was the same as mine—let’s just get it over with—was written all over his grinning face. This entire day has been so spontaneous for us, who knows it might be the ‘kick in the ass’ that Larry says that I’ve been needing.
During out search for some of their clothes to wear that afternoon, we had stripped off our dried swimwear and remained ‘Au Natural’ in front of them. Considering how I feel about being naked in front of strangers, I give myself an A++ for the balls it took for me to do that. Larry on the other hand couldn’t have been more of a nature boy! That’s not only great for him, but it’s been a big incentive for me to get over my stupid problems.
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| Two beds one main view |
Three guys sitting on the bed waiting on us to get our showers, might be all that was, but let’s say they for some reason might be waiting on a, lets say, sexy show from us? I can’t say it didn’t enter my mind. Most obviously, it wasn’t waiting on a strip show from us, that ship had sailed already.
I passed on my show thoughts to Larry, but he picked up on it before me, so, that’s it we are going to give them a proper show, and I haven’t a fucking clue what that will be yet. I’m hoping my husband has a plan.
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| Rain Shower with Picture Window |
I might be a little over-concerned about the generous view that shower can provide outsiders, especially when I noticed a group of hotel rooms just across the way, so I asked Smiley, “Really, how do you guys cover that big ‘fucking window?’” and he said, “We don’t, we all think it’s a fucking turn-on, just ignore it.” And then added the following, “You do know that we are in the gay area for hotels, right? So, who do you think might be wanting to watch us anyway?” I’d love to say sure, what the fuck, who cares who’s watching us in the shower. Yeah, I’d love to say that, but I didn’t.
So, I quickly changed the subject with a loud gulp and asked him if there were any hotel shower soap and shampoo that we could use instead of their stuff. He said, “Sure, we put them in the vanity drawer.” My back was to him at that time since I was becoming horrified by what my husband was about to do after he turned on the water. He stepped up onto the bench under the window to give anyone watching something to gawk at! Oh, we are going to have a little talk about that! You can count on it!
Well, since my body was blocking the needed drawer, Smiley snuck up tightly against my naked ass and reached around me to open the drawer instead of asking me to move out of the way for him. I don’t know why I let him do that to me, maybe I was preoccupied with my husband’s activity instead. At the same time, I heard a soft almost whispered, “Whoopsie!” and then a “Love your hairless ass too!” both comments were delivered into my right ear with a soft laugh. Then, in a more public voice with snide overtones, “Look at your husband up there in the window, he found the secret to the big ‘fucking window’ fast!” As he removed his body from mine, he gave my butt what I suspected was supposed to be a locker room ass pat, but it ended up as a firm grab of my ass. I swung around quickly and grabbed his forearm which stopped him cold, but I didn’t know what my follow up action was going to be yet.
There were no expectations in my mind for anything close to the window to the whole fucking world thing or having my ass grabbed right in front of my husband, not a single thought before any of that happened. However, to be fair to myself, I think I handled it okay, and it did have an unexpected and positive result on my rapidly growing dick at the time, that I positively remembered or will not forget. As Smiley’s eyes were focused downward but not at the floor if you get my drift. I softly said, “Hey, look at me; up here, my eyes.” At the same time, I stopped my firm grabbing of his forearm and started rubbing it slowly up and down to let him know I’m okay just over-reacted. He lost his upset look when I smiled and gave him a wink, and said, “Not here, not now.” He got his huge smile back and turned around to leave as I joined Larry no longer standing in front of the window, thinking to myself, what the fuck did I just say to him!
You must know that Larry was going to be asked about his window show, because he was. My question was a short, “Hey, window thing?!” His response, “Two reasons, I wanted to see if I saw anyone watching and if I did, give them something worth seeing.” I was afraid to ask what he was giving them to see, since one look down at his dick, kind of told me. I was not angry or upset or anything other than wondering how the hell he got to this kind of freedom and I’m still struggling to get over my stupid fears the best I can. He told me, “Just join me in whatever I do, it might help you get over yourself, trust me, okay?” Okay, I will.
I still have questions in my mind that we could pull of being the newest star attractions of this suite for anyone looking. I had originally planned on saying that I didn’t know where I got the guts to not care, but I do know now and I’m going to trust him and follow along, no matter how scary or awkward for me.
Whatever we did next was going to be memorable, at least for us. I’ve always had this thing that stops me from being the guy inside me. I’m always trying to protect myself from the unknown. Well that certainly changed for me that day. At home there’s nothing we haven’t tried doing in our mega shower, and I do mean nothing; you all know about it if you’ve read any of our blog stories. I didn’t think that we were about to give them an X-rated shower show but couldn’t guarantee if it might be in Larry’s mind though.
If you want to know what my lame idea was, let them see me give my husband the sexiest kiss known to man, I can do that you know. And he let me do it too. And then it was his turn to provide them a sexy grind show to not forget. He has the body and limberness needed, and he used it only too well that day. In my world you don’t do that and not finish the job, however, finishing would have to wait for our blue balls to settle down later on tonight. Larry, always ready to prove that there is nothing not worth trying at least once, got right into the mood and began a grinding move on me worthy of a live theater ‘Tony’ award. You know, it’s hard to compete with someone who always tries to outdo you; this was not the time to stop him.
I’m not sure how any of them may have escaped getting a boner while watching our show, mine grew stronger and Larry’s new chubby got even chubbier! Fortunately, or not for me, be it my age now or just gravity, my more than normal middle-aged boner was well on its way down but was leaving me something I could still be proud of to flaunt. There’s a possibility that our little impromptu show might not have been the best idea to follow through on because the day is still in its prime, and who knows what’s coming yet.
THE BIG WINDOW PERFORMANCE NOW BEHIND US
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| Smiley and Stretch to the showers |
I was thinking about all the fun camaraderie we experience with them that day while I was writing this. Yes, especially the part when I was toweling off with a proper sized towel. Smiley, without turning his back to me, began stripping off his shorts just inches away from me, apparently he was making sure that I was in direct line of sight of him too. I quickly looked up before I got caught staring at his, let’s say, thick protuberance which he tugged at and made it even more impressive. I just mouthed the word WOW, but he could read my lips big time! So, I wasn’t fast enough to escape my embarrassment, because he mimicked what I said to him in the bathroom minutes earlier. “Hey, look at me, down here, my dick.” I just about lost it with laughter; this guy is good and made me feel good at the same time. I owned that I looked and was impressed, and blurted out, “That’s some serious girth you have there.” Which made his grin even wider as he turned to head into the bathroom, I gave his ass a firm pat as additional payback and said, “Cool, another awesome hairy ass!” He looked over his shoulder and winked at me while his left hand was rubbing his ass as a come-on gesture if I dared to come join them. At this point, I’m betting it was just his way of showing me his sense of humor and getting a laugh out of me as well.
It was easy to see that he was having the time of his life with us, and it reminded me of how easy it is for me to be that way at home around our family but hard with others. I’m saying that has been me, but it’s changing now and what I was feeling standing there with my husband and Smiley was so natural and real, and not scary at all. Well, now you know what was occupying my head at that time.
From inside the bathroom, Smiley let us know that we could find the shorts we picked were on the bed, but that Stretch personally picked better shirts for us instead. Good, that’s fine, I was wondering what he found that was nicer. As we were finishing toweling off and headed to the bedroom, Smiley came back out of the bathroom and called on Stretch to come join him for their shower to save some time since the other two were deep into some kind of action plan. Stretch didn’t waste any time answering the call for a shower with Smiley. In fact, as he passed us leaving the short hallway to the bathroom and closet, he forced a silly grin as he was stripping off his shorts. I knew he was the tallest among us, but once stripped down naked, he didn’t seem so tall any longer. Just a weird thought that came into my head, but I did notice that he greatly disproved the idea that tall man equals long dicks, that was somewhat comforting for me.
After Stretch entered the bathroom, I gave Larry my own quizzical look along with something above a whisper to him, “He’s supposed to be Shade’s partner, not Smiley’s.” Larry shrugged his shoulders per typical and whispered back, “Oh well, kids huh.” And then gave me one of his screwball smiles that goes along with ‘whatever.’ Really, who could tell, it could be just something to save time like Smiley suggested.
Selfie and Shades were still sitting on the bed, still actively involved in conversation, could be a plan for themselves. After toweling off, we both left our towels on the bench near the bathroom and walked over to the unoccupied bed with our prepared clothing. I can only speak for myself here, but they didn’t even bother to look up at me as I walk right by them. Talk about feeling invisible, but cool too. Could it be that’s what I’ve been longing for, something so normal that it’s like being invisible?
As I was dressing alongside my husband, who was a button away from being done, I asked him to grab the same spot on the other bed that Selfie and Shades occupied when they leave for their shower, I bet they are planning on topping our little show. Larry told me that he had already thought about that, so don’t worry, it’s our turn to watch and learn from a real actor. He also wanted to know what is taking me so long to put two things on anyway. I didn’t answer it was rhetorical; the buttons were becoming a bother for me.
THE REAL SHOWER SHOW MIGHT BE JUST STARTING
As just mentioned, Larry grabbed a spot for us on the bed with a direct view into the bathroom which was previously held by the stars of the final shower attraction. I joined him shortly however this time all four of us were now occupying the same bed. That told me not only was there going to be a performance to watch, but one even Smiley and Stretch were not going to miss themselves.
I’ve never been to a Gay Strip Show yet, maybe one day, but this day Shades was doing a slow and impossibly sexy strip of his shorts for us. They were almost off and almost on, a little ass, a peek of pubic hair, and when you are only wearing shorts and nothing else, it does take real talent to do that slowly, and sexy. Selfie wasn’t going to try and top him, so he was a little quicker baring it all and headed into the bathroom first. Since this was the third time for the shower to be used that afternoon, the shower glass was getting foggy as all hell. Selfie and Shades are around the same size and for me, look quite alike too, it was going to be hard to tell them apart unless they clear the fogged glass. They did not, which only added to the drama they enacted for us.
But once Shades entered they both went completely slo-mo, and they were good at it too. I hope the water doesn’t turn cold on them; it might ruin the effect. It didn’t take much imagination to see that they were enacting a dominant/submissive play act for us all in slow motion. It was awesome how good they were together. Smiley told us that this is not the first time for them play acting and that Shades as a sometimes stage actor himself taught Selfie some of his ‘tricks.’
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| Selfie and Shades turn at the rain shower |
Considering how powerful these two men appear to be, either one of them could overpower the other if it became real. It ended with both of them stepping out of the shower stall and entering the bedroom still dripping wet, so each could take their bow. I told them the fogged glass made it hard to see ‘who was who’ in there and then I asked them if anything we witnessed was real. Shades answered me back with, “The fact you had to ask us that, means we fucking pulled it off for you guys. Thanks!” I told them, “That it scared me, but it was like some gay ballet or a dark-alley dance, you guys really pulled it off!” Larry didn’t say anything but sat transfixed on them. I asked him later when we were alone and he said, “I still don’t know what the fuck I saw yet.” He’s betting like me that one of them got fucked for real.
Sadly, the shower shows were over, and the early evening is just starting. We have plans for dinner at Si Señor Beach Restaurant in the Romantica Zone, and whatever else afterwards, but we haven’t left the hotel room yet.
A LESSON ON HOW TO UNBUTTON A SHIRT WHILE IN PV
Let’s get back to the art of dressing like you mean it, Larry can pull off any look he wants to lately, here in PV the winter months can be very warm, so he does something that he would never do back home, leave the top three or four buttons opened on his shirt. (At least he doesn’t wear gold chains.) I, on the other hand, usually leave the top one or two buttons opened only, I can’t stand the feeling of being choked by my shirt; however, it could be that I don’t want to be compared to him that way. Let’s face it, if and when Larry enters a room, especially with half his chest exposed, he controls the room, all eyes are upon him. For me, I’d assume the people would think I’m trying to pull off something that I’m not at all.
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| Almost a Larry! |
So, for the first time ever, I went out for dinner and whatever later with half of my chest open to the world. Do you want to know how that felt after a little while, it felt fucking awesome! Was anyone really looking at me with five gorgeous men in my company. Yes, I can dream, right?
THIS WAS TO BE ABOUT DINNER AT A SURF SIDE RESTAURANT, BUT IT’S NOT
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| Si Señor Beach Restaurant |
In case you might be wondering what their menu features, mostly sea food, it makes sense. I chose the Ceviche De Cameron Estilo Sinaloa. (In English that’s Shrimp Ceviche done in the Sinaloa style.) $395~$23 US. Once Larry saw the words Rib Eye on the menu, what else, he chose the Tacos De Rib Eye $495~$28 US.
We all allowed ourselves a fun and relaxing night out and why not, it’s been quite a day so far. Will we frequent Si Señor restaurant again after our new friends leave for home, absolutely will and have done so.
BACK AT THE TRYST HOTEL AFTER DINNER FOR NIGHTIME POOLSIDE TALKS
So, here I am trying to remember any dinner conversation we had at the restaurant, and cannot, but I do remember the concern about finding a suitable place to park the car at their hotel though. We needed to change back into our own clothes and return what we borrowed for our night out. We were talked into staying with them for a while longer, and we did. The plan was to head down to the poolside lounges for a last chance to spend more time with each other before heading back to our place. There was no plan of anyone getting into the pool for a swim, but we did break into two groups of three each to chat up for a while longer.
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| Roof top pool area for our group talks |
It was a nice thought since the day was ending fast and we had no idea of how much longer we would have with our new friends before they will return to San Diego. Larry and I had no plans at that time on our return date ourselves. However, we did meet them to say goodbye as they left for home. We wanted to let them know that it was important to the both of us to stay in touch with them in the future.
What Smiley felt comfortable talking about with Stretch there with us, had to do with the four of them and some of the dynamics of being neighbors, such as they are. Briefly, he told me that they all live in the same condo tower in San Diego, and they are only a couple of units apart on the same floor. So, they spend a lot of their free time together, his own partner Selfie and Shades are always in the condo fitness floor working out. He also told me that he and Stretch have a lot more in common than the other two. But they are happy the way things are right now.
I asked them without thinking, might have been the amount of wine I had in me at the time, if they have an open relationship with each other, maybe I should not have gone there so quickly. They both hemmed and hawed before admitting anything. I quickly said, “Forget my question, it was uncalled for and rude.” Surprisingly, Stretch looked at Smiley and said, “I can see that you really like Marcus and you know it’s gonna come out sooner or later if we all stay in touch with each other.” Smiley looked down at the ground for a bit while mulling over what Stretch just admitted to me, and then he looked up at me and said, “Yes, in a way we are, we just don’t talk about it.” He then mused about his partner and all the time he spends with Shades down at the fitness center several floors below their condos. Stretch said that he really likes being with his partner Shades and he likes the times he’s been intimate with Smiley, and he doesn’t want to give up either of them. That’s when Smiley spoke up and agreed with him, that he likes Selfie and wish they would spend more time together, but also knows he can change that if he agrees to spend more time in the fitness center with him. And what I got out of all of that; there is the economic problem of living in an expensive beach front condominium without someone to help with the cost. There will be no confrontations coming I bet.
Stretch apologized to us and said that he was really tired and needed to get to bed. I apologized right back and said that I hoped it wasn’t me that upset him. He told the both of us that he wasn’t upset at all, he was glad that it’s in the open, but he really was tired, so good night. Stretch leaned over to kiss Smiley and then gave me a kiss also, stating that he hoped that we could all spend some more time together before they had to leave for home. And then he walked over to talk to his partner and tell him that he was headed to bed. I was wondering if Shades was going to join him, but he didn’t, he just said loud enough to hear that he’d be up to the room soon.
After Stretch left for bed, Smiley told me that he was very attracted to me, that I was the kind of guy he likes and if I noticed that Stretch and me are very much alike, except for the height difference of course. I took what time we had left to ask him to tell me more about himself, what he likes to do with his free time, what he does at work, all the regular queries. He told me that he has a ‘job’ not one he’d love to admit to though. That he loves to write short stories but never does anything with them. He likes to collect plants and buys most of them at Stretches plant and flower shop and considers himself a pretty good green-thumb gardener. He also said that maybe he should not give it all up tonight, that maybe one day we could find out more about ourselves. I was a little concerned that I might have given him the idea that we are in an open relationship which we definitely are not. But I did offer one thing that we have in common, writing. I was thinking about the two men we met down here, Michael and David a newly married couple from Texas that we wrote about in a previous chapter, they knew about our blog and I’m thinking Smiley might be the next one to know about it as well.
So, I told him that I love to write myself, and that we live in a gardener’s paradise at home. That really perked him up, and he asked what I like to write about. I was honest, I told him it was more of a journal of our relationship and that it covers everything from how we met up to getting married and later on writing about meeting guys in PV, like you. I got a WOW on that one, and “You are going to write about us too?” Sure, absolutely but I’ll keep your identities safe, don’t worry. He responded with, “That’s awesome. So, I guess that means you publish your journal, right?” I gave him how to find the blog online and what to expect, it will have a lot of erotic pictures and stories, but I don’t think any of it as porn.
If I hadn’t met and written about Michael and David recently, I could say I haven’t seen anyone so pumped to get this information. And then I made it even better for him by telling him that Larry has written many chapters himself in the blog; I almost blew his mind with that one. Obviously, he couldn’t picture a muscle bear being interested in writing stories unless it’s about muscle building. I told him that we are two uniquely different people and we write in our own special style, and that I insisted that Larry not to try and copy my style of writing, that he had to develop his own style. Smiley asked if that was hard for him to do, and I said, “Absolutely not! He’s turned out to be a great writer, and you’ll know when you are reading either of our chapters who’d doing the writing.”
Smiley told me that he is so fucking pumped up right now that he might not get to sleep at all. As I stated earlier, I got some texts from him that night, a lot of them. Smiley is really a sweet and cool dude, and I’m so happy that we allowed ourselves the right to try and meet some gay men that we will keep as good buddies.
I do remember what we did later that night at our place though, we both sat down and tried to remember everything each of the men told us about themselves. After a while we had enough to write what you saw above with the picture of the four men. And I’m glad we took the time to do that, because all of what I’m writing about happened months ago.
LARRY COMMENTS ON HIS NIGHTTIME GROUP TALK
I asked Larry to write or at least narrate what his discussion with Selfie and Shades was about. He told me that he might need to write a whole chapter on that one but could give me some of it to write about. I told him that is fine with me, I always love reading what he writes about.
Larry and I had a private conversation about this first before I sat down to start typing anything. I’ll let you know some of that conversation, but he does want to write about it himself because he needs to think it through more yet. The easy part to talk about it that they also rekindled his desire to get back into our weight and exercise room more often and tighten up a few places on his body that he doesn’t want to talk about. Haha, I more than get it!
This is hard to censor because I don’t want to step on how Larry will write about it, but I think it’s okay to say that Shades is a ‘piece of work’ according to my husband. Before I heard what he might mean with that statement, it was clear that Shades is kind of full of himself. He’s good looking and he knows it, but doesn’t keep it to himself, he flaunts it around. Even wearing dark glasses after dark says volumes to a stranger in the same room. So, I asked him what Shades said that upset him. He said that he wasn’t upset at all, just a little surprised at the questions asked of him.
Apparently, Shades wanted to know if Larry was the top guy between us. I asked him what he told him. He said after stalling a bit I told him, sometimes. Then Shades said, “Really, I pegged you to be a total top like me.” Larry said that Smiley tried to defend my answer with, “He’s vers just like the rest of us. Maybe you should try it yourself good buddy!” Larry said that Shades ignored the challenge and said that he sucks their cocks, so that makes him a vers too.” Smiley laughed and told him to keep believing that, it’s cute. I asked Larry if he thought Shades was only play-acting again for you. He said it gets worse than that, but I put him in his place, at least I think I did. I can write about some of that myself later.
Larry added that Shades came on to him right in front of Selfie and said that they both want a threesome with me before we leave, that he knows a safe place for us. I told him that I can’t say I’m shocked at the knowledge of that; I’ve been watching Shades all day long, but I’m surprised about Selfie though. So, you told them no way, right? Larry’s quick comment, “No fucking way! I’m married.” I asked him what was their response? He said that Shades, just said, “So what!” and Selfie didn’t say anything at all. I’m proud of my husband’s response, but he still wants to know how to deal with someone like Shades so that we can still be friends without benefits with the rest of them.
For the first time ever in our long relationship and now marriage, someone wants to change the dynamic of our relationship. I cannot include Joe our pool man who is drawn to Larry, in the same category as Shades, so, that doesn’t help. We will need to discuss the possibility of this happening more often as we add more gay couples to our social base. The other choice is to return home to our safe little nest and lock ourselves in and away from attention.
Upon reflection now, I did not soften any of this up at all by telling him that Smiley is on the verge of asking if he could join us in the same way. He has hinted at it in the late-night texts with me. I’m sure that his relationship with Selfie might not be as solid as we first thought. Larry’s first response was, “Oh fucking great!” And then off the cuff said, “So we just let them suck our dicks and don’t do anything back ourselves, that’s not cheating right?” I laughed and told him, “Only you could come up with that Babe!” He grinned back at me, and it settled the mood a bit for us, but the situation we are facing is not going to disappear all by itself.
To lighten it up a bit, I reminded Larry about the time years ago when a guy named Charlie came aboard his classic Chris Craft Cruiser when we were getting some ‘horny guy-time’ together and we ended up letting him suck both of us off. (Talk about cutting to the chase, huh!) Yes, he remembers it well but forgot the guy’s name and then reminded me about how scared shitless we both were that it could have ended up badly. Of course, it wasn’t like that at all. I wrote about that incident back in Chapter 12: Unexpected Stuff Happens. I had to go look up the date I wrote that chapter, fuck, that was a long-ass time ago, back in April of 2019. I also saw that was the first time I got Larry willing to come over for a late-night swim with me, something I had been wanting him to do for the longest time. Man, we have come a long way since then. Larry’s best response to the story was, “Speaking of sucking cocks, whoops I mean dicks. Do you want to pull it out yourself of should I?” He laughed as I pulled it out for him. That’s when I laughed. And I also told him, that I’m kind of over the ‘cock’ vers. ‘dick’ thing by now, he can use the ‘cock’ word if he wants. He said, “Great, one more thing to try and remember.”
If you haven’t read Chapter 12, there’s a lot more going on in there than what I just wrote here, but we both survived it and moved on, with our lives. Obviously, this is something we will want to think more about before we write any more on it. Oh, don’t think we have solved the open invitation for sex with some of them yet. That might take a chapter or two from us yet. Larry plans on writing about some of it, and I may continue as well, this is not over yet.
PLANS MADE TO CONTINUE WITH OUR NEW FRIENDS
We have told the guys that we will certainly come to visit them in San Diego one day, might be before we head back home in the Spring. We now know that the real relationship between these men have more to to do with condo owner and his renter for them. It makes all the fucking around between them make sense to a couple of married guys like us. Oh, there’s a lot more to write about with these men yet. I might like to read what Larry has in mind to write about before I post another part of the story. I have already begun to map out my thoughts with at least three of them and whether we will invite them to our home one day. You’ll need to wait and see if that happens in another chapter. No matter what, this story is in no way over yet.
NOTE: Something else before I get dinged on the pictures used, hopefully you know that I find most of the pictures on the Internet. It took me a long time to find pictures of men good enough to resemble the men in the chapter. I’m sure that my search was worthwhile this time, the matches are great.
However, I figure if you put your picture out there, you must know that someone will find it and use it the way they want. Since we really loved these men, there is nothing that nasty written about them, we hope some of them will become dear friends for us. As always, if any of the men’s pictures I’ve used here needs to be obscured from view, I can blur the face for you. Hopefully, I won’t need to do that.
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