Gay Male / 49
Finding Out Which Way I Swung Was The Best Part Of It All
between college and college, I took a year off to orient myself. That was the excuse. The reality was that I was invited by a friend to go with him to Utah and work at a ski resort for the winter season. He told me stories about the girls there, the snow bunnies, and every one was horny. I was 20 and making a some money and getting laid wasn't a bad deal.
After we got there I wasn't hired by the company he worked for. They were full, didn't have any openings. Kids came from every state and after I was there I was told that you had to sign up and apply a year in advance. I was out of luck. While he was surrounded by snow bunnies, I got a job in town working as a barback for minimum wage and looking for a room and roommates.
The guys all around were loud and proud and talked all about them getting laid. I couldn't meet anyone, the hours, the bar itself didn't attract anyone worth meeting. One of the waiters at the bar, Josh was from Maryland, told me if I wanted I could room with him, it was 35 a week, splitting the rent. I got my things and moved in there, I got the mattress by the bathroom, he had the mattress by the window, an old run down motel.
Josh walked out the bathroom totally naked, he stood for a minute facing the mirror on the door of the bathroom and went back to getting dressed. I watched as he pulled up his briefs, his dick pitching up as he pulled them up, then laying in his briefs like a big chili pepper. I still don't know what happened next but it happened and I was over there sucking on him like my life depended on it. I stroked him, rubbed his dick on my face, sucked him, my dick getting hard in my boxers. Josh stood and accepted it and asked if I was queer. I told him I didn't think so, but apparently so.
Josh was queer and we were soon taking turns giving blowjobs and stroking each other and going for it. The more we made out, the more we sucked each other, the more we fucked the better it got. While my friend was up at the resort with the snow bunnies I was down in town with Josh getting laid myself, if you call Josh giving it to me as getting laid. I that sense, who was lucky?
When the season was done, and the chips had to be counted, I had a total of 103 dollars to my name. My friend was going home with over 1500, and stories of snow bunnies he had banged and got away with. To each his own, sure I was broke, broken in is a better description. Josh and I never did hook up again, not after I went back to school. But what I learned during that year was worth all the anguish and lack of making money. A man's got to know which way he goes, and I learned that my way wasn't with snow bunnies.
After we got there I wasn't hired by the company he worked for. They were full, didn't have any openings. Kids came from every state and after I was there I was told that you had to sign up and apply a year in advance. I was out of luck. While he was surrounded by snow bunnies, I got a job in town working as a barback for minimum wage and looking for a room and roommates.
The guys all around were loud and proud and talked all about them getting laid. I couldn't meet anyone, the hours, the bar itself didn't attract anyone worth meeting. One of the waiters at the bar, Josh was from Maryland, told me if I wanted I could room with him, it was 35 a week, splitting the rent. I got my things and moved in there, I got the mattress by the bathroom, he had the mattress by the window, an old run down motel.
Josh walked out the bathroom totally naked, he stood for a minute facing the mirror on the door of the bathroom and went back to getting dressed. I watched as he pulled up his briefs, his dick pitching up as he pulled them up, then laying in his briefs like a big chili pepper. I still don't know what happened next but it happened and I was over there sucking on him like my life depended on it. I stroked him, rubbed his dick on my face, sucked him, my dick getting hard in my boxers. Josh stood and accepted it and asked if I was queer. I told him I didn't think so, but apparently so.
Josh was queer and we were soon taking turns giving blowjobs and stroking each other and going for it. The more we made out, the more we sucked each other, the more we fucked the better it got. While my friend was up at the resort with the snow bunnies I was down in town with Josh getting laid myself, if you call Josh giving it to me as getting laid. I that sense, who was lucky?
When the season was done, and the chips had to be counted, I had a total of 103 dollars to my name. My friend was going home with over 1500, and stories of snow bunnies he had banged and got away with. To each his own, sure I was broke, broken in is a better description. Josh and I never did hook up again, not after I went back to school. But what I learned during that year was worth all the anguish and lack of making money. A man's got to know which way he goes, and I learned that my way wasn't with snow bunnies.
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