Room with a ViewI spent a week at a training class in Miami last October. I love that area; it is so full of beautiful people living the high-life. Then there is me, a 59 year old chubby guy who does not fit in with them at all, but I still like to watch them. The classes were in the morning which left the afternoons free so I thought I would go lay on the beach to colorize my skin. It was pretty warm those days and thought I would pack up a container of ice and get a half pint of Crown. After getting to the beach, I oiled up with sunscreen and poured myself a cold Crown on the rocks. I suppose I spent about 2 hours out there and had a pretty nice buzz, not drunk, but a nice 5pm happy hour buzz. Like I said, I am a chubby guy and also attracted to chubby guys. With all these beautiful people around, I was always scouting out my type. There was a young guy on the beach that was just my type, around 19-20 and chubby. He was unshaven and cute as hell. We exchanged glances and smiles. I caught him in a look back. I considered approaching him, he just looked like he might enjoy the older type. I wished we were on a nude beach so I could take in his nakedness. As my fantasies about him wandered, I realized that the sun, Crown, and blood rushing to my cock and it was starting to make me really sweat. Sitting on a blanket full of sand was getting a little uncomfortable.I hate the sand sticking to my skin. I hate the sunburn I know I am going to get. Most of all, I hate hot sweaty sand. I have never enjoyed the beach unless I have a beach chair. Yet here I am, lying on the beach, sand stuck to my sunscreen covered ass, arms, back, you name it.I shift restlessly on my beach towel, trying with great difficulty to keep my hat in place to give my fair face some kind of protection. I am sweating. Not the good kind of sweat that comes with physical activity, but the horrible sticky sweat that comes from sitting şişli escort bayan in the Miami sun. Finally I succumb to my misery. I can imagine myself relaxing in my room sitting on the balcony. I am going back to the room.Back in the room, I pour myself a fresh Crown, peel my suit off, and slip into a cool shower. Standing under the spray, I begin the tedious task of removing every grain of sand from my body. I think about him as I touch myself. I run my hands over my breasts. I have always loved my breasts. They are sensitive to the touch especially my nipples. I think of him touching them.I finish washing sand from my hair and as I rinse my soapy body I feel a small amount of stubble around my cock. I keep my crotch shaved except for a little fuzz above my cock. I love the smoothness of my balls with all the hair removed. I even shave the hair around my ass. I just love the feel of a smooth ass; I imagined the he was smooth as well.As I dry off, I look at myself in the mirror. I am relieved to see that my face is not burned. I admire my chubby body, my smooth skin, my breasts, my cock and ass. I look at my freshly shaved cock; I really like what I see. I place one foot on the counter top and look carefully at my balls to make sure it is well shaved. It’s like looking at the cock of another man. I rub lotion into the skin of my legs, abdomen, arms, breasts, and cock. I reach around and apply it to my buttocks. I run my fingers over my ass and then dip a finger inside, thinking of him being there.I am getting excited touching myself and decide to make myself comfortable on the balcony with my Crown because it is starting to get dark and cool down. I run my hands up to my breasts, rubbing and pulling at my hardened nipples. I turn to go into the bedroom and upon entering the room, realize that the curtains are open on the sliding doors out to the balcony. I am standing in a hotel room, şişli escort rubbing my nipples, completely naked in front of an open door. Directly across from me I can see a guy sitting in chair on a balcony, not 30 feet away. He was probably 40-45 and about my build. My first impulse is to duck away and cover up, embarrassed, but something catches my attention. He is wearing a towel and a hardon showing through the open split. I realized that he could see into the bathroom by a reflection of a full length mirror. I feel a gush between my thighs. He said nothing and then started stroking. I said nothing just stood there. I wished it were him, but this stranger will do nicely. I love to get naked for other guys, especially chubby ones.I slowly lower my hands to my abdomen rubbing my stomach. Slowly, I begin to rub my skin in a circular motion, upward until I am cupping my breasts. I tease and stroke them, and return my attention to my pert nipples. I rub the sensitive peaks firmly, pinching and pulling them intermittently. I watched as his hands lower themselves to open his towel, freeing his rock hard cock. He had a nice sized cock, mine is small but I like that. I like small cocks best, some you can take the cock and balls into your mouth at the same time dancing your tongue over them both. I lick my lips at the site of its large head. I imagine what he tastes like. One of my hands snakes its way down to my now hard little cock.Gasping at the site of him stroking himself openly, I take a step backwards. I lower myself onto the bed and spreading my legs, opening myself to him. I begin to tease and caress my ass with my other hand. I rub and stroke my butt button, my hips beginning to undulate in the rhythm of sex. I dip lower, penetrating myself with one finger, pushing in and out of my hot tunnel. He just sits and strokes his cock. I am hot as hell. I loved the fact that I am here completely mecidiyeköy escort bayan naked letting some stranger watch me jack off and finger myself.I slide a second finger in, fucking myself harder now. I rub my cock and balls while my hand pumps in and out of my manpussy. I feel my juices running down between my ass cheeks. I love to play with a nice dildo and always travel with one. I got up to get mine from the suitcase lubing it before returning. I again laid down open legs facing the stranger and slowly inserted the dildo into my waiting ass. As the first strokes made my muscles relax, I thought about the boy on the beach and wished it was he who was entering me. Once my muscles were at ease, I could really pump it in and out giving the stranger full view. I laid on my side and lifted my leg so he could see it enter deep and also see the juices glisten on the dildo and my ass cheeks. I saw that he was still stroking and had not cum yet. If he were 30 feet closer, his cock would be in my mouth and I would be able to taste his nectar. I moan louder now, gasping and panting as I feel myself about to cum. He is matching me stroke for stroke and I see by the look on his face that he is going to cum too. I grasp my cock with one hand and continue to fuck my ass with the dildo. The first wave hits me and my eyes close as I surrender to the deep and intense spasms. The first splash hits my belly and the second hits my face. I reach my tongue out to taste myself as it runs down to my lips. I take as much as I can reach. I ride the waves of my pleasure, oblivious to the world around me.As I come down, still slowly sliding dildo in and out, I open my eyes. He is gone. Was he ever there? Did I imagine this with the help of the Crown and hot sun? The balcony was empty. No lights on in the room. Afterwards, I sit and look for a few minutes, before rising to my feet and pulling the curtain closed.I was scheduled to check out in two days and kept looking to see if anyone ever came back to the room. I never saw anyone. I wonder if the boy on the beach will be back tomorrow. If so, I will talk to him and see if he is interested in getting a drink.