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Las Vegas Vacation

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 13 Nov 1999 1 comments
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A few weeks ago I had the time to spend a few days in Las Vegas, A city that has so much to offer. When packing I figureed that I would have a couple of days to be able to soak up some sun at the resort pools and then would have some fun in the evenings at shows as well as hit some of the other bars and clubs. Since the plane landed early in the day I immediatly checked into the hotel and planned to go down to the pool since the sun was hot and bright. It was a great day to keep working on my golden bronze tan which took me all summer to get. I undressed and put on my sunning thong swimsuit. Looking in the mirror I was getting excited, just thinking about laying by the pool in my ultra small thong swimsuit, which is so small in the front it requires me to be completly shaved. As I let my hand caress my front suit area I realized that I had not shaved that morning and I was getting a bit of stubble. This would never do, so off came the suit and into the shower for a quick shave. As you know shaving cna be such a turn on, I was quickly rock hard and my cock was pulsating while I was shaving totally smooth. I was getting hotter with evey stroke of the razor. Finishing the shower I dried off and in front of the mirror, put back on the swimsuit, which took time to get my still hard cock to fit in the miniscule triangle of material that was to cover it. Off to the pool I went, grabbing a towel from a great looking blond pool attendent, who quickly noticed my swimsuit and smiled. Have a great day and don't get too much sun, with a grin, as I walked away to find the optimal sunning lounge chair. I spent the next 4-5 hours at the pool, just taking in the sun and all the other great bodies sunning themselves in some really hot and minimal swimsuits too. I orded a few drinks so was feeling quite good by the afternoon. By 5:00 the sun was starting to go down so I went over to the pool bar, still wearing my skimply thong suit and had a couple more drink and talked to some of the people. I met a couple of guys who were there on business and we made plans for later that night for dinner. Since they were also wearing some minimal swimsuits (though not close to the minimal design of mine) they did not seem to take notice of my tans lines, so to speak. I got back to the hotel room and undressed and showered again. The sun had given me some outstanding tan lines which just outline my cock and balls. Shaved, bright bronzed taned skin, in the mirror I was getting turned on. After showering, I opened my suitcase and picked out my attire for the night. I had packed a pair of ultra skintight jeans that I planned to wear latter for clubbing, but as good as I looked in the mirror, these may have to be worn earler. These jeans are a stretch denim, super low rise cut, with of all things, 4 exposed buttons for the front. oh, they are hot looking and the stretch denim leaves little to the imagination. Getting hotter by the minute I unpacked my 'toy box' of things which includes a chrome cockring and ballsplitter. I could not resist putting this on under the jeans. I lubed up and slowly and carefully pulled the rear ring over my cock and balls so it fit tight and pulled me. THe front ring and leather strap follwed. This was not enough though, I unpacked a medium size butt plug and lubed it up. Sitting on the bed, I pulled up my legs and slowly inserted the plug. In and out, unit it was fully inside me. The feeling was unbelievable, the cock ring and butt plug. I stood up and pulled on the stretch jeans which even increased the feeling. I felt I was about ready to cum in those jeans. I finished dressing though, a silk shirt and my cowboy boots. Looking in the mirror, this was one hot looking guy. Off to meet my friends for dinner. We met in the lobby and to my surprise, they both were dressed in very tight jeans and looked pretty hot too. This started getting me hot again, and I kept thinking about what if I cummed my jeans while walking down the street on the way to dinner. I could not do this. We had a great dinner and drinks and deceided to walk the strip before hitting some of the clubs. I was feeling quite good and uninhibited after dinner. Off we went, down the Las Vegas Strip. I was realizing that walking, wearing the stretch jeans, cockring and butt plug was gettinging be so worked up I was ready to cum. We convienently stopped at the street crossings and I was able to relax a bit the first few blocks, but then it became too much. In the middle of one block, my cock being rubbed and carressed by the jeans and the butt plug doing its job, I filled my jeans with a load of cum, soaking them. While still walking I could feel the cum making its way all over the front of the jeans and down my legs. What was I to do. For the next could of blocks I did nothing and just kept talking and walking. THe other guys said that we were comming up on a good bar that they wanted to stop in. I felt better, not having to walk down the strip in cum soaked jeans, especially since I was getting hard again. We go into the bar, and it was one of the places that I had wanted to check out. It was packed with tight jeaned bodies dancing the night away. We sat at the bar and ordered a few drinks. By this time I needed to piss too. I told my two friends this and their response was why not enjoy the feeling of needing to pee. H'mmm did they like watersports too? One friend reached down and felt my still cum wet jeans and said, oh my you are already wet. I told him how and when that happened which I could see go him excited. I was to and he noticed my hardening cock. He proceeded to rub and caress it thru my jeans and before long I soaked my jeans again. This time the cum ossed out through the button fly and ran down the outside of the jeans. He rubbed it all ver the front of the jeans, right there in the bar. I felt his skin tight jeans and they were soaked too, I think his from piss though, as I rubbed his cock through the jeans , I was feelign to spirts of piss soaking his jeans and on the floor a small puddle developed. I went into the washroom and thought about still needing to piss badly now, but returned without. I sat back down and when his hand returned to the front of my cum soaked jeans, I just let go all the piss, The jeans were quickly getting shinny and dark as the piss ran all over them and on the floor. We stayed at the bar for another couple of hours all 3 of us staying wet. I cummed my jeans at least once more that night. We all walked back to the hotel in our soking wet pissed jeans, mine with a few loads of cum added in. I got back to the room and undressed, playing withteh cockring and butt plug for quite some time, cumming all over myself before falling asleep.