Hooking Up With The Coffee Shop Dude Was Fun While it Lasted

I love coffee shops, in fact when I visit a new town on vacation, the first thing I look up are the best coffee shops. There is a dual purpose in this, one, I love good coffee, and two, I am sure to find like minded gay boys who also love coffee, and hanging out too.

I recon that hanging out at a coffee bar is safer than a night club, and you attract a better class of person. You never know at a night club if you are going to pick up “rent” boy who is a drug user, and these days you have to be safe, you don’t want to “pick up” anything else either.

Finding a Gay Sex Partner hanging out in the right place is just as easy as finding one when you hang out in the wrong places and its also much safer.

I had been thinking about going to Maine on vacation for a few years, and boy am I happy I chose it this year. It is beautifully picturesque and I have to admit that I was looking for just as beautifully picturesque boy. Watching the autumn leaves fall and enjoying the local flavor, seemed like the ideal relaxing break. Who knew I would make it with the hottest guy in Maine?

The coffee shop dude was the owner and the moment we made eye contact, we knew, he was gorgeous Hello I didn’t even have to come on to him, the entire time I was sitting there, he pandered to my every whim, introducing him self to me as Dick, what a convenient name We arranged to meet after he closed up shop.

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.

Everything about Dick was fabulous, his dick, his home, his coffee and his looks. From the minute we entered the door to his home, he was utterly charming, slamming me up against the wall with his hard cock pressed into the back of me.

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 don’t really want to go into every minute detail of the sexual encounters we enjoyed that week, but suffice it to say, I didn’t get to see many autumn leaves falling, and even though it was a relaxing time, I got a good deal of exercise.

Vacations come and go and there was a lot of cumming and going this vacation. I had no regrets leaving, but I’ll tell you one thing, Maine boys, know what are in the know, don’t ever think this is a backwoods state, I will be returning for more in the future.

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