Whenever I go to a new town on vacation, the first place I hit is the coffee shops. There are two reasons why I do this; number one is simple, I love good coffee, number two is a bit more complex, I love like minded gay boys

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.

Finding the perfect Gay Sex partner, may not happen if you are looking in the wrong places. This can be dangerous in more ways than one, so make sure you always stay safe.

This year I decided to vacation in Maine, not an overtly gay state, but picturesque enough to attract the type I was looking for and I hit pay dirt. I booked and paid, took off to enjoy a stay in a historic guest house, and watch the autumn leaves fall while I sampled some of Maine’s best coffee and the hottest guy in the state.

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.

Dick was his name and it doesn’t get more appropriate than that. It actually sounds twee, it was such an appropriate name. He collected me at 10pm, skipped any niceties and suggested we go and “fuck” at his house. “perfect” I thought

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 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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