Meeting Eric at Pride

I was looking at the junk at one of the booths when I spotted him. He was alone and walking through the middle of the crowd, his eyes scanned the scene. He was maybe a couple inches taller than my six feet and lean with a swimmers build. A shock of short dark spikes covered his head. His face was angular with dark eyes, full lips and a sexy shadow of stubble. A chain of cheap colored beads hung around his neck and down into the light coat of dark hair on his chest. The hair continued down his stomach and vanished into a pair of low riding jeans that were just tight enough to hint at what lay underneath. I caught his glance. His eyes were wanting and intense. He was on the hunt. We held a stare as he passed by. My cock stirred slightly.

I was about to follow him when my friends returned from the snack bar and diverted my attention. As we wandered from booth to booth I ran into several friends I only saw at these annual pride events. I didn’t really pay attention to what they had to say. My eyes were searching for the man with the green beads. I caught sight of him over the crowd a few times but there were so many people I couldn’t get to him before he disappeared.

It was a hot day and sweat started to run down my back intensifying the sun on my skin. I moved to some shade under a large tree by the dance area to cool off. I lit a smoke and checked out the crowd. He was there across the lawn leaning up against a tree. When he saw me notice him he slowly ran his hand up his stomach and over his chest. I let my hand fall to brush over the front of my shorts. His eyes never left mine as he walked over to me.

He stopped in front of me leaving only a few inches between us. I could smell the film of sweat on his bare skin. For several moments we just stared into each other’s eyes. Slowly he ran his fingertips up my stomach and put them to his lips licking the sweat of my body from them. I ran my hand up his side and into his wet pit. Like him I lick the sweat from my hand, the taste was salty. He moved in a little closer and leaned in softly kissing me. He moved to lick my ear and whispered, “I want to fuck you.”

My dick hardened from his statement. He backed up and looked into my eyes. I knew the look in my eyes told him I’d do whatever he wanted. He kissed me again this time more forcefully working his tongue into my mouth. I let him. Our arms encircled each other. My slick skin glided against his. He pulled me tighter rubbing his hard cock on mine. For several minutes we ground our bodies and mouths together. When he released me the thick hair on my chest was soaked with our sweat.

He took my hand and led me around one of the exhibit halls to a section of wall almost hidden by large shrubs. He backed me up against the cool wall and pressed his slick body onto mine. His tongue found my neck and he licked the moisture from my skin working up to my ear. In a deep sexy voice he told me