I had picked the wrong time of year to visit Palm Springs. It was as hot as hell and there seemed to be few guys. I had intended to do a bit of hiking in the desert but it was way too hot to venture far from air conditioning.
I was staying at the All World Resort which seemed a fairly grand title for essentially a large motel complex and pools. But it was fine although the rooms were a little basic and dated. No doubt I’d have a better impression if it was full of guys but it seemed to be no more than 25% full. It was very private which was essential for its clothing optional setting. However, while I would do many circuits of the complex naked there were few guys there to be seen or to see me. The same problem arose with the cruising room.
I had more luck with the apps since local guys could come and use the pool and screw around between laps. Since I could admit a guest I had to make arrangements at the front desk to advise of the forthcoming visitor. Although, we all knew why we were here there was a minor frisson in this requirement.
My room looked directly out onto a pool. So when my favourite hookup arrived I suggested a swim. He said he wanted to fuck me first. This was appreciated by me and it was the first of several interspersed with swimming.
Later more guys started arriving at the resort. Perhaps it was building to the weekend. I recall having to book weekdays to fit the visit around a completed business trip. I noticed a couple of guys outside my window having some fun together in the pool.
Later I spoke with them as I was given a blowjob at one of the outdoor spa pools. When I checked out of my room I gave them my surplus beer.
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