Florida Swinging: Terrell


My partner “Van” and I met “Terrell” a few years ago at Blatino Oasis at the nudist Santiago Resort in Palm Springs.

Terrell, 31, who hails from Homestead, Fla., is a kept boy. His boyfriend, or should I say patron, is “Gerard,”a wealthy, 70-year-old white man.

Gerard owns several homes in Miami and Fort Lauderdale and he flies Terrell around the world, to Spain, to Mykonos, London and even Brazil.

Yet I don’t envy Terrell, despite the fact he drives around in a BMW hard-topped convertible probably financed by Gerard.

What if Gerard gets tired of his boy toy? Or Heaven forbid dies and leaves Terrell with nothing? Terrell says he doesn’t even take Gerard around his peeps, who may know Terrell is gay but never bring it up.

I hung around with Terrell by the pool in Palm Springs. He had the best weed. We just vibed on each other’s company – he saw Van and I lounging around nude but we didn’t even so much as flirt with him

“Come on Immanuel. Let’s get high,” he would say while Gerard looked on approvingly from a patio table where he sat sipping his morning coffee and reading the paper.

And I as I puffed the blunt I would look at them and wonder how they got together. The handsome, golden-complexioned, street wise Miami boy and the wiry, slight white man.

Terrell still lives in Miami and one day he hit me up on Grindr, opened up his private pics, and we recognized each other. When I come down to Van’s place in Hollywood we always say we will hang out but never do.

But this morning he hit us up and said he wanted to get high and get fucked and watch me fuck Van. And get pics and videos.

So he came by the condo, we lit up one of his blunts, and we did that thing. Here are some pics and a video clip:

Haulover Hustler


The Haulover Hustler

My partner “Van” and I are living back and forth between Florida. Yesterday we were down and decided to hit the famous Haulover nude beach with friends.

The weather was perfect, the water warm, and camaraderie with other bathers amazing.

But one person stood out…a dark skinned, thick brother with a thick uncut dick. 

What made him stand out in a sea of naked folks? He was wearing black dress socks as he strode across the sand.

“That’s odd,” I said to Van. “Wassup with that? It is kinda kinky.”

Later when Van was in the water black socks walked up to me.

“How you doing?”

“I’m fine,” I answered. “How you?”

“Oh I’m just out advertising,” he said, turning to the side and glancing down at his dick as if he wanted me to appreciate it in profile.

I’m really dense. It took a moment.

“Advertising? What kind of job do you have?”

Then it hit me. He was selling sex on the beach. Not the mixed drink. The real thing.

“Nah man I’m not looking for that.”

But we kept talking and I learned he had mostly older white male customers who would slip him $40 and disappear with him to a private space he carved out of the brush near the beach so he could “blow their backs out” with his “10 inches of black dick.”

In fact some of his clients would call him ahead of time to set up trysts.

For some reason the whole thing didn’t sound sexy to me.

Later I got in the water and he approached Van.

Van must look more well-to-do than I because he tried to charge him $50 instead of $40.

Florida Swinging: A Stripper Named Moe


Moe the dancer. Sorry the photo is so bad but the club was dark.


Friday night my partner “Van” and I hung out at the Boardwalk, a stripper club we always try to hit when we come to Fort Lauderdale.

A Dominican dancer we recognized from one of our earlier visits was at the door.

“Hey, how have you guys been?”

The Dominican turned to the guy at the front desk. “Hey, these are my friends. Give them a discount on the entry.”

“Hey, thanks a lot man,” I said, glad for his unexpected generosity.

So Van and I sat down and looked at all the eye candy around.

The Boardwalk can sometimes be a depressing place, filled with elderly, overweight white men tipping dancers to get a little bit of time and affection. Most of the dancers appear to be from the Dominican Republic, Puerto Rican and other Caribbean nations.

But Friday night the crowd was younger and more vibrant. And the dancers were definitely good looking.

After a while a dancer named Moe walked over and gave Van and me some time.

Moe was dark-skinned brother with a phat booty in Speedos. He sat on my lap first and grinded and offered me his big, dark nipples so I could lick and suck them while the intoxicating scent of his cologne filled my nose. Then he sat on Van’s lap and played with him.

He definitely made it rain. Soon his briefs were filled with our dollar bills.

Moe leaned over and whispered.

“Go in the back room with me. The rate starts at $20 and you can give me anything else you want above that. I will do anything you want me to do.”

It was a nice try but unless both Van and I could go back and play with him together it wasn’t happening.

“I’m sorry, you can only go one at a time,” he said.

So we chatted awhile. Moe said he was 32 years old and ran a digital imaging company. But money was tight while he was launching his business so he decided to take up dancing. He was at the Boardwalk seven days a week, earning up to $300 a night in tips.

Van noticed his dick never got hard when he played with us.

“Are you gay or just gay for pay,” I had to ask.

“Naw, actually I’m bisexual,” he answered smiling. “I play with men and women.”

The Dominican dancer who met us at the door walked by. I noticed he had gained weight and looked more tired and jaded then had two years ago when Van and I first met him.

“Yeah, it happens,” Moe said. “This is easy money and there are guys who like to drink and get high and they get used to the money and never leave. I’m not going to end up like that. I’m focused on my business.”

And then he got up, claiming he had to take a break. He promised to come back but I knew he was eager to find the next men who would keep tipping him and perhaps go in the dark room in the back and pay him even more for his services.

 

 

Florida Swinging: The Watcher


“Jaleel” was out running errands, getting ready for a family reunion,  when he hit up “Van” and me on Jack’d.

“I would  really like to watch you two fuck,” he said. “I’m kinda shy and that really turns me on. What hotel are you staying at?”

I told him the hotel name and room number. Before I could even check with Van about whether he wanted to play with a third Jaleel was knocking at our hotel door.

“Hey I never confirmed we were going to play,” I said, surprised.

“Well, I was in the area.”

Van and I were not going to throw him out. He was a beautiful chocolate, like a a Hershey’s bar, with a thick black beard. A little on the thick side and definitely handsome. Just 31 years old.

Jaleel still had to run to the store to get ice, sodas, charcoal and citron candles to keep away Zika-carrying mosquitoes. So we decided to play later in the day and he left.

But 15 minutes later there was another knock on the hotel door. Jaleel had come back. “My uncle called and they need some more stuff so I have more time to hang out.”

“Cool, let’s do this then.”

Jaleel

I started by eating out Van’s ass while Jaleel watched, stroking his thick dick until it got hard. Then he lay in the bed beside us while I fucked Van missionary style. His ass was so tight as usual it didn’t take me long to cum — I lifted his legs, thrust a few more strokes, and busted a good nutt.

Jaleel had warmed up a bit and was licking Van’s left nipple while I fucked him.

After I nutted, Van busted his nutt. And then we lay on each side of Jaleel, licking his nipples while he lay back and jacked and busted a nutt. It took him a long time to cum.

“You must be jacking off too much,” I joked. “It’s taking you a long time  to cum.”

“Yeah, you are right,” he said smiling. And soon he was shooting a thick creamy nutt on his belly.

Afterward I asked him why he was so shy. He grew up in Fort Lauderdale and always knew he was into men but had to keep it a secret because his family and friends likely would not accept it.

“Women just don’t turn me on,” he said. “I like masculine men.”

He had first had sex with family friend when he was just 21 years old. The family friend was more than 10 years older and Jaleel had always had a crush on him. Jalee remembered his dick was so big it took three sessions before it would fit in his virgin ass.

Jaleel didn’t have much time to talk. His family kept texting. The family reunion was going to start soon. Where was the charcoal? We have to light the grill.

So Jaleel said his goodbyes and left,  back to his down-low world.

 

 

 

Florida Bound



My partner “Van” is buying a condo near Fort Lauderdale, Florida.

So we are in Florida now settling some affairs.

If you’ve read my blog awhile you know I have fallen in love with South Florida. And Van planned to retire here even before he met me.

So the plan is we will split time between here and Baltimore. Since I can telecommute I may be able to work here a few weeks at a time.

And if I find a decent job here who knows?

So here we go!

Florida Swinging: Couples


One of nicest things about hanging out at Haulover Beach today was seeing other couples.

In fact Van and I met another couple from Maryland who we hung out with all day and plan to see when we get home.

Seeing all these gay  relationships really stirred my heart. I had to take pics:

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This is a couple we talked to who had been together five years.

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Florida Swinging: Swinging Richards at night, Van for breakfast, a threesome for lunch


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On our first night back in Florida my partner “Van,” my friend “Raoul,” and Raoul’s partner and friends visited Swinging Richards.

Blog reader Slim suggested we visit Swinging Richards, an upscale male erotic dancer spot that features full nudity.

Thanks Slim! We had a ball although I wished the venue  featured more men of color.

However there was this black, muscled dancer with a thick dick almost a foot long, a phat chocolate booty and a Colgate smile that more than made our night.

This morning Van and I woke and got to playing. He sat on my face and I ate his ass while I jerked my dick.

Then I fucked Van so long and hard doggy style that he got sore so we stopped.

But at lunch we invited over “Mel,” a bottom dude I had chatted with last year when we were here but never had the opportunity to meet.

Well we really got acquainted with Mel.  Here pics of Van and me tag teaming him.

The first two pics are Van and Mel;  in the third I made Mel eat Van’s ass while  I fucked Mel from behind; and the last three are me doing Mel.

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