The Boardwalk

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He could use something to wake him up. <I>Fuck I rather get blown, but this'll do</I>, he thought.  The line didn't take long; they were on the roller coaster before he knew it.  Jill screamed throughout most of the ride, <I>I want her screaming next time I fuck her</I>, another evil thought crept into his head.</div> <bR> <div> Once they were off the ride, they both walked north of the boardwalk and hung out in a restaurant/bar.  He was ready to get hammered; he ordered a long Island for Jill and a rum and coke for himself.</div> <bR> <div> A ride operator that came into the bar caught his eye; Brian caught his nametag which read in large letters: Greg.  Damn, I thought they were all in fucking high school or something, Brian thought as his eyes followed Greg until he sat down at a table some feet on the other side of the bar from him.  He remembered Greg from going on the log ride earlier with Jill, Cathy and the girls.  Greg's blond hair and baby blue eyes was quick to get his attention earlier and once again.</div> <bR> <div> Brian watched several college aged kids walk into the bar, as they sat down at Greg's table.  There was another guy, a ride operator as well, but Brian couldn't see his name tag at all, another guy wearing shorts, and a girl wearing a bikini top and shorts.</div> <bR> <div> “You seem a bit distracted; don't you like your drink?”  Jill asked Brian.</div> <bR> <div> “Um, yeah, sorry,” Brian apologized, his eyes still fixed on the group on the other side of the bar.  He was very interested in Greg, and it was as if his wife no longer existed.  He imagined himself at Greg's table, looking into his baby blue eyes.</div> <bR> <div> <I>Oh fuck, I'm getting hard thinking about it</I>, Brian thought to himself as he discreetly re-adjusted his cock in the tight crotch of his pants.  He finished his rum and coke, Jill looked like she wanted to order more drinks.</div> <bR> <div> “Might as well, it's not like we're driving anywhere,” Jill mumbled to Brian as she ordered another Long island.  Brian motioned for them to get a table; Jill followed him to the other side of the bar, to the table next to Greg's.  Jill's back faced Greg, with Brian with a clear view of him.</div> <bR> <div> “Always thought they were in high school or something.  Bet they go to the university,” Jill whispered to him.</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, that's what it looks like,” Brian acknowledged to her.</div> <bR> <div> By this time, Greg had taken off his nametag, he glanced at Brian for a minute, their eyes met and then he continued to drink his beer.</div> <bR> <div> Brian heard Jill's phone ring, he knew it could only be Cathy; she excused herself as he watched her go outside.  Brian looked at Greg again; he wanted to check him out.  This time, Greg noticed Brian, as if his eyes sold secrets to his soul, as Brian hoped.  He smiled at him, and then continued to talk to his friends.  Greg got out of his seat and walked towards the bathroom, Brian saw it as his cue to head there as well.</div> <bR> <div> <I>Don't act like a total ass</I>, Brian reminded himself as he discreetly followed Greg into the bathroom.  He hated resorting to this, but damn, there was something about him, and the thought of having Greg's long hard cock in his mouth hardened his cock even more.</div> <bR> <div> Brian walked to the urinal adjacent to Greg's, he glanced at him, looked towards his crotch very quickly and then back at the mirror in front of them.  He didn't want it to be obvious that he was checking him out.</div> <bR> <div> Greg broke his silence, “You were on the log ride earlier eh?”</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah,” Brian's response as he zipped his zipper back up, trying not to make too much eye contact with Greg.  Greg walked over to the sink, washed his hands with Brian going to the sink adjacent to his.</div> <bR> <div> “How long you're in town?”  Greg asked him, unexpectedly.</div> <bR> <div> “Here till Sunday.”</div> <bR> <div> “I'm off at the same time every night, if you think you could shake off your wife and family for a couple of hours, we could meet up.”</div> <bR> <div> <I>We could meet up</I>, those words surprised him.  Questions popped into Brian's head, <I>how did he know I was checking him out? </I></div> <bR> <div> “Jill might be busy tomorrow night.  Is there a way of letting you know?”  Brian asked him as he felt his heart beat faster.</div> <bR> <div> “I'll keep it open, just swing by the log ride when you're ready, I'm off at seven,” those were Greg's last words before he left the bathroom.</div> <bR> <div> Brian went back to his table; Jill sat there with an empty glass in front of her.  </div> <bR> <div> “You okay?”  Brian asked her.</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah.  Let's go back to the hotel, and enjoy the rest of the night.”</div> <bR> <div> It was the best suggestion he's heard from her ever.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> ***</div> <bR> <div> They both ran into their room, Brian had the bottle of wine under his arms with her kissing his neck.</div> <bR> <div> “Let me get this in some ice first,” Brian said, almost falling on their bed.  He looked at the door in the middle of the room that connected their room with Cathy's.  “Wanna lock that in case they decide to barge in later?”</div> <bR> <div> Jill locked that door while Brian went out to the hallway and brought some ice back.  He was pretty drunk, almost spilled some of it in their room.  Jill put the bottle into the bucket of ice and then sat at the edge of their bed</div> <bR> <div> Her cotton shirt was already off; her small bikini top barely covered her perky ample breasts.  The hardness of her nipples called out to him as he kissed her neck, as he looked for her top bikini strap.  One hand was around her back, looking to untie her bikini top and the other hand towards her khaki shorts.  He wanted to squeeze her tight ass, the thought of having his hard cock within her tight wet lips made him want to kiss her harder.  <I>Fuck the wine, if she got any drunker, she'll pass out</I>, Brian thought to himself.</div> <bR> <div> He felt her nails gently caressed the hair that went down his tummy, past his navel; he loved it when she did that.  They both were on the bed, lying down on their sides, facing each other.  His shirt came off at her insistence; he was on his back now, trying not to make out strange figures within the cottage cheese of the ceiling.  His own nipples were hard, just from feeling her warm breath on his chest.  He enjoyed having her teeth gently tug on his nipple, if that's what it felt like to be a women, he wouldn't mind being one for a day.</div> <bR> <div> Jill's hand was down his pants, his fly was partially opened, her teeth pulled his right nipple, and she liked to be on top.  Every groan he let out, she'd pull on his nipple harder, and his ever swelling cock felt her hand slowly squeeze it.  He managed to untie her bikini top; he kissed the beautiful lips on her face after throwing her top to the floor.  He felt her hard nipples rub up against his already sensitive chest.  She didn't have a problem flaunting her own chest, her nice round breasts extremely close to his face.</div> <bR> <div> “Can't you lick them?”  Jill teased him right before she rubbed her thigh up against his hard cock, referring to her breasts.</div> <bR> <div> “Kinda hard to do that and grab your ass at the same time,” Brian said, smiling and then he kissed her again.  She pulled down his pants completely, and stared at his hard cock positioned on his left side.  He felt her fingers gently touch the shaft, and then he let out a loud moan.  She played with his balls, while she kissed his belly, <I>she's leading up to the blow job</I>, Brian thought.  He longed to feel her tight moist mouth around his hard cock before fucking her. <I> Hell, I'd rather be blown than to fuck</I>, Brian's brain raced with numerous possibilities.</div> <bR> <div> The throbbing of his cock was godliness to him, he wanted to fuck her, but he wanted her to continue blowing him.  He knew that if the throbbing stopped, it'd be over too soon.  The intensity of his throbbing caused his legs to jerk, his orgasmic convulsing started as a slow long wave before she inserted her wet finger into his ass.</div> <bR> <div> “Fuck,” Brian moaned as he felt another finger inside his tight ass, with her mouth still wrapped around his cock. <I>How did she get her fingers so wet like that? </I> Brian had that question in his head. The room didn't exist to him anymore, he was immersed into being finger fucked and blown by his own wife.  </div> <bR> <div> Soon enough she was back on top, her thighs wrapped around him, his hard cock felt her wet lips in between.  She groped him hard, rubbed up her erect clit around his shaft with one breast in his face.</div> <bR> <div> He knew she wanted him to bite on her nipple.  He slowly with his tongue caressed her areole and then positioned her nipple in between his teeth, and on her cue, pulled it.  </div> <bR> <div> He felt her tightness swallow his hard cock, his throbbing continued, as her moans got louder.  He got off from her loud moaning, while he squeezed her ass before he slapped it.  He liked the scream she made whenever he spanked her, it always warranted an automatic woody.</div> <bR> <div> He didn't notice that the door slowly opened from the adjacent room, Cathy stood in front of them.</div> <bR> <div> “Fuck!”  Brian shouted as he pushed Jill off when he saw Cathy's-not-so-happy look on her face.</div> <bR> <div> “What you doing here?”  Jill asked her sister as she attempted to cover herself by pulling out a beach blanket from her bag on the floor next to the bed.</div> <bR> <div> “We were gonna go downtown, don't you remember?”  Cathy asked Jill, with a determined look on her face.  Brian's shirt covered his crotch, he was pissed off, he suspected that Cathy did this on purpose; she was always looking for something to split them up.</div> <bR> <div> “Tonight? Thought we're going tomorrow?”  Jill asked her. </div> <bR> <div> Brian was happy that the girls weren't in the room with Cathy, and he was steamed that Cathy was able to get into their room in the first place.  That was a question he'd have to hold into later for Jill.</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> Brian quickly excused himself to the bathroom, he needed to take a cold shower and also let the two sisters hash it out.  He could tell that a fight was coming on and he wanted to be away from it as much as possible.</div> <bR> <div> Cathy was gone after he came out of his shower; Jill was in her shorts and bikini top, watching TV on top of their bed.</div> <bR> <div> “So, are gonna be alone tonight or not?”  Brian asked her.</div> <bR> <div> “I'm sorry, Bri, she's just being a total bitch right now,” Jill apologized.</div> <bR> <div> “You know that she hates me, I'm pretty sure she knew what we were doing.  How did she get in anyways?  I thought the door was locked.”</div> <bR> <div> “I forgot she has the key to our room, sorry.  The kids, they're not tired yet, they wanna go downtown and eat pizza or something.  You don't have to come, but I kinda promised her I would.”</div> <bR> <div> He thought about meeting Greg tomorrow night, the thought of having his hard cock made his get hard again.</div> <bR> <div> Brian suggested, “I'll go with you tonight, but I was thinking that maybe instead of fighting her so much, we'll do our own thing tomorrow night.  I was thinking of maybe just kicking it here or just watch the sun set or something.  But Saturday night, NO Cathy and no kids, I'll even get us another hotel if I have to.”</div> <bR> <div> Cathy paused for a minute, and then answered, “Okay, sounds like a plan.  You sure you want to come tonight?”</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, so she'll leave us alone.  You okay with not having me hang out with you guys tomorrow?”</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, I'm okay with it,” She said and then kissed him.  “I gotta take a quick shower and then we'll go, okay?”  He nodded before she left for the bathroom.  He got dressed, fixed his hair and watched TV while she showered and blew dry her hair.  She wore a nice sundress, low neckline and sandals.  He wore casual slacks and a nice Hawaiian shirt.  He kissed her before he knocked on Cathy's door.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B>***</B></div> <div> <B>Late Afternoon Following Day</B></div> <bR> <div> Brian was alone when he walked over to the log ride, the line was still a little long, but he made eye contact with Greg, who was inside.  Greg excused himself and walked out towards Brian.</div> <bR> <div> “Coming back?”  Greg asked him.</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah. Seven right?”  Brian asked him.</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, just meet me here.”</div> <bR> <div> “Kay, I'll be back,” Brian's last response before he walked away.  Brian wanted to spend the next hour with Jill, Cathy and the girls.</div> <bR> <div> “I think we're gonna head back to the hotel before coming back,” Jill remarked.  “What about you?”</div> <bR> <div> “Meeting up with someone,” Brian said absent mindedly, not noting that Cathy was close by with her radar eyes and ears.  “Ran into someone I knew from college, thought we'd go catch up,” he lied to her. </div> <bR> <div> “So you want to have some male bonding time eh?”  </div> <bR> <div> “Something like that.”</div> <bR> <div> He hated lying to her about his meeting with Greg, but he knew she never talked about the other men she's been with during their marriage; why should he?</div> <bR> <div> “You gonna head back now?”  She asked him.</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, finish before you come back, spend some time here before I meet up with him.”</div> <bR> <div> “Have fun,” Jill said before she kissed him goodbye.  </div> <bR> <div> He walked back to the hotel to shower and get dressed.  He wore his tight fitting jeans that emphasized his bulging cock.  He looked in the top drawer of the nightstand on his side of their bed, and noticed that there weren't many condoms left in the box.  <I>Gotta go to the store</I>, He thought.  There was a small convenience store a block or two from the hotel. It was almost time for him to head back to the boardwalk and he knew Jill will be back soon.  He walked to the convenience store, bought several condoms which he put in his wallet.</div> <bR> <div> He didn't go back to the hotel; he headed directly to the boardwalk.  His cell phone rang; it was Jill, checking up on him.</div> <div> “I just got back to the hotel, you gonna be here before you take off?” Jill asked him.</div> <bR> <div> “Nope.  Just left, gonna walk back to the boardwalk, need me to get you anything?”  He asked her.</div> <bR> <div> “Naw, I'm cool.  Don't drink too much okay?”  Jill asked him.</div> <bR> <div> “I love you too,” was his reply before they ended the phone call.  He was more focused on his meeting with Greg now, nothing else mattered.</div> <bR> <div> He was back at the boardwalk in 20 minutes, there were fewer kids there, and people have left for the day.  He looked at his watch; it was at least 6:30, time for him to head towards the Log Ride.  Log ride was a good place to stand by if you wanted to get wet, and riders usually did.</div> <bR> <div> He lit up a cigarette; <I>god, I've been dying for one all day</I>, Brian thought as he took the first drag out of it.  He sat down on a bench across from the ride entrance, made sure that Greg saw him.  Their eyes met briefly as Brian watched Greg's gorgeous ass move.  Brian continued to smoke his cigarette and fantasized about Greg's tight ass and hard cock.</div> <bR> <div> Greg came out a little bit after seven and sat down on the bench next to Brian, he froze up, he didn't know what to say to those baby blue eyes of Greg's.</div> <bR> <div> “Let's get a drink and come back when it's not so crowded.  Thought you'd might like a little tour of the ride or something,” Greg made the first suggestion.  <I>Tour?  What the hell does that mean?  He wanted fewer crowds?</I>  Thoughts went through Brian's dirty mind.</div> <bR> <div> “Sure,” Brian responded before getting off the bench as he finished his cigarette.  He followed Greg down the boardwalk past the arcade down the street to a small bar.  He and Greg sat down at a table in a secluded area in the back.  Greg ordered a beer with Brian following suit.  <I>I guess he wanted to get to know me first or something</I>, Brian's brain buzzed.  Brian watched Greg's blonde hair and tried not to think about what else he hid under his pants.</div> <bR> <div> “So, you're here with your family?”  Greg started the small talk.</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, my wife, my sister-in-law and company,” Brian said as he laughed, referring to Jenny and Rachel.</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, they seemed to really like the log ride.  So, where they're at tonight?”</div> <bR> <div> “Downtown I think, eating, and going to some arcade I think.  They're trying to keep the girls busy so they could get drunk or something.”</div> <div> “Not into kids?”</div> <bR> <div> “After being around them, I don't want `em.  They're not bad; I think Cathy spoils them too much.  So, you a student?”</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, this is my flunky job, summer thing.  I live off campus, get more sleep that way.  Once school starts I stay the hell away from here.”</div> <bR> <div> There was a long pause, Brian watched how Greg grabbed his beer bottle and slowly drink it down.  Just the way he swallowed turned him on, Brian was anxious to get things going.</div> <bR> <div> “You usually pick up on tourists?”  Brian asked, feeling bold.</div> <bR> <div> Greg laughed, looked at his empty beer bottle and answered, “Not usually… just the ones that I can't turn down.”  </div> <bR> <div> Greg bought another beer for himself and for Brian, seemed like he wanted to get hammered.  <I>Not too hammered, I want his cock hard</I>, Brian thought as he licked his lips.</div> <bR> <div> “What else you need to know about me?”  </div> <bR> <div> “Does your wife know?”</div> <bR> <div> “I told her I ran into someone from college, if she thinks it's anything more than that, she's keeping it to herself.”</div> <bR> <div> Greg finished his second beer and looked at his watch; Brian noticed that the sun was going down.</div> <bR> <div> “Let's head back.  Smaller the crowds, better chance you'll get my special tour,” Greg teased him.  Greg let Brian finish his last beer before they both walked out of the bar and back to the boardwalk.  Greg talked about the fantastic sunsets on the beach.  “You wanna wait for a bit?  We could walk out to the water if you want.”</div> <bR> <div> Brian nodded and then they both walked off the boardwalk, to the sand, towards the waves.  He could see the sun go down, and the moon above the water.  He looked at Greg's shoulders, <I>he obviously works out</I>, Brian thought.  Brian thought about Greg's tight ass, he felt his crotch get tighter at the thought of it.</div> <bR> <div> Greg looked at the boardwalk behind him, towards the Log ride, observing the crowds, most of the people have left, mostly adults or people in their late teens.</div> <bR> <div> They both walked back to the boardwalk, Greg walked Brian to a door to the side of the log ride line, “Shhh, we need to be quiet until we get to the back,”  Greg said with his index finger over his mouth motioning him to be quiet.</div> <bR> <div> He followed him past the lines, to another door, before he knew it he was under the water chutes.</div> <bR> <div> “We will get wet.  I have extra towels so don't worry about it,” Greg whispered as Brian looked above as another log chair went by with water missing him barely.  They kept walking to the back, until they were under a water chute. It wasn't well lit, Greg picked up a flashlight, turned it on and then off, setting it down on a small table to Brian's left.  “So, how you like it so far?”  Greg asked him seductively, his face getting closer to his.</div> <bR> <div> “You haven't shown me anything, yet,” Brian remarked, getting closer to him.  He felt a nice breeze in between his legs and then looked up, with water trickling down his face, another log car whizzed by.  Next thing he knew, he felt Greg's soft lips up against his own.  Greg pulled away for a second to look into Brian's eyes.</div> <bR> <div> Brian didn't have a minute to waste, so he kissed him back, this time his tongue danced with Greg's as he felt Greg's leg up against his own. <I> Fuck I want to feel his hard cock</I>, Brian's impatient mind raced as he made out with him.</div> <bR> <div> “You want it don't you?”  Greg asked him as his hand went towards Brian's hard bulging cock, teasing his zipper.  Greg's hand rubbed the ever increasing hardness, ready to stroke it.  Brian reached for his zipper until Greg pulled his hand away.  “Not so fast.”  Greg pointed to the ground in front of him; he wanted Brian on his knees.</div> <bR> <div> Brian kissed Greg, with his hand firmly in the crotch of his pants.  He knelt down, with his face inching towards Greg's bulging jeans.  Greg took off his shirt, Brian's fingers slowly unbuttoned his pants, and he slowly unzipped his fly.  Brian reached for Greg's hard cock, wanting to pull it out of the opening of his white tight briefs.  He rubbed his crotch and with little lighting there were he could see that Greg's bulge got bigger.  </div> <bR> <div> “May I?”  Brian asked him with a huge smirk on his face, he wanted to feel Greg's shaft his in hands, caress it, he imagined the hardness, especially in his hard ass.  He waited until Greg nodded and slowly with his right hand, stroked his hard cock out of his briefs.  He had a beautifully smooth shaft, he wanted to swallow it.  He sucked on Greg's balls, while Greg softly moaned.  <I>He has the most beautiful long cock</I>, Brian thought while his tongue barely touched Greg's shaft.  He wanted to feel his shaft around his tongue, in his mouth.  He swallowed him, as Greg leaned against a wall, Brian still on his knees, still enjoyed the hardness of Greg in his mouth.</div> <div> “Get up,” Greg directed him, and then Brian stood up, his pants too tight for him to bear, his hard cock stuck straight out.  </div> <bR> <div> Another Log car whizzed above Brian, this time his hair got wet, he pushed Greg against the wall, kissed him passionately with his hand on his cock, he wanted Greg's mouth around it, and he didn't want to wait anymore.</div> <bR> <div> “So Greg, how hard do you want it?”  Brian asked him, putting Greg's hand on his hard cock.</div> <bR> <div> “Shut up and let me fuck you,” Greg panted as he grabbed Brian, with him now pinned against the wall.  He quickly pulled down Brian's pants, his hard cock stuck straight out; he couldn't wait to feel Greg's mouth around it.  He felt Greg's hand stroke the tip of his hard cock.  “You think I'm gonna suck it?”</div> <bR> <div> Greg kissed him and then grabbed Brian's tight ass, Brian wasn't sure what Greg had in mind.  <I>He only wants to fuck me, and I want a blow job</I>, Brian thought.  Greg pushed him harder, he felt Greg's cock ride up against his leg, and he knew what he was trying to do now.  Greg moved him away from the wall to throw him onto the small wooden table.  Brian felt more water coming down from the chute as his back was on top of the table, Greg's hard cock in him.</div> <bR> <div> He couldn't keep quiet.</div> <bR> <div> “Fuck me…” Brian would scream to Greg, and he'd fuck him harder.  He would have preferred to stand up and have Greg fuck him from behind; this just made him feel too vulnerable.</div> <bR> <div> Plus, he worried about getting caught, <I>what if the riders hear his screams?  Will Greg get fired for this?</I></div> <bR> <div> The waves kept coming, the water and Brian's own cock, he knew he was going to come soon; he just wanted to get blown first.</div> <bR> <div> “Oh fuck…” He heard Greg, he knew from feeling his cock, he was going to come.  Greg pulled out his cock, pulling off his condom before he came.  Brian's back was still on the table, his legs exposed his still ever hard cock.  He wanted to pull Greg towards it.  Greg finished masturbating his overflowing cock, as Brian welcomed the water falling on his face.  </div> <bR> <div> Then he felt Greg's face close to his, felt his tongue massage his lips, they made out, Greg's hand is now on Brian's hard cock, playing with it.</div> <bR> <div> Finally the moment he waited for, Greg's warm tight mouth surrounded his smooth shaft.  It was worth the wait, he was fucking good, he knew how to suck cock.  Brian moaned, almost too loudly, he sat up on top of the table now, with Greg's face in between his legs, still sucking him.  Brian's hand was at the back of Greg's head, pushing him harder on his cock, he wanted to come in the worst way, and still the water falling on his face made it all worth while.</div> <bR> <div> His legs jerked when he came, Greg pulled off the condom and then masturbated Brian until he finished.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B>***</B></div> <bR> <div> Brian lay down on top of his bed in their hotel room, for once it was quiet.  He tried to make out famous figures out of the cottage cheese ceiling; he felt very content.  He clutched Greg's cell phone number in one hand and the other stroked his still somewhat hard cock.  Fuck, there's no porn in this place, Brian grumbled to himself.  He wondered when Jill will be back, he then turned on his own cell phone to check if there were any messages from her.  He called her to say good night and that he'd be in the room when she got back.  </div> <bR> <div> He finished masturbating and then fell asleep.</div> <div> --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div> <bR> <div> <B>The Boardwalk</B>   |   <A HREF="teacherspet.html" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Teachers Pet"><U>Teachers Pet</U></A>   |   <A HREF="theinternpart1.html" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Intern Part I"><U>The Intern Part I</U></A>   |   <A HREF="theinternpart2.html" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Intern Part II"><U>The Intern Part II</U></A></div> <bR> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>