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 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 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 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.

As arranged he collected me at my guest house at 10pm, and he cut straight to the chase, “let’s go to my place and fuck”. I wasn’t complaining, after all this is what my holiday was for, kicking back and relaxing.

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.

Vacations end, and so did mine, but it was nice while it lasted, Dick makes the best coffee in Maine, and I will return one day to sample some more of his wonderful hospitality.

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