Sex in the Desert Part Two

Using the ATM anywhere at 1 a.m. is creepy...anywhere. Once I had to use the Wells Fargo ATM in downtown Beverly Hills, probably the safest place in the world, at 1 a.m. and as I approached the bank I saw a shadowy figure standing nearby. Damn! It's some homeless dude (not unknown in Beverly Hills) who's gonna try to shake me down for some money, but no...it was just an arty freestanding bronze sculpture, courtesy of the Beverly Hills beautification committee. But after a got some cash from the ATM in the deserted Palm Springs shopping mall, I made for the Camp Palm Springs where I thought the night pass would see me through the morning. As I approached, a gang of guys was just leaving, all together...highly unusual. Then I remembered that it was the grand pissy Wet & Hot weekend and the Camp was one of the host hotels; there were no night passes for tonight, I was told.
Well, Helios is just a block away and I did succeed in getting a night pass, and I checked out the playroom where there was one guy, a sort of nerdy bottom butt up on the mattress. He looked up hopefully; he thought I was going to fuck him.
'Sorry,' I said as I got down on all fours and arched my back, 'just another bottom.'
'That's OK. There are at least 3 tops out there,' he said.
'How do you know?' I hadn't seen anybody lookin' to fuck, just some guys in the hot tub.
'They just got back from a piss party at Camp Palm Springs and they're lookin' to fuck.' That gang of guys all leaving together, they were a group from somewhere. Nerdy bottom knew all of this.
Just then, a white daddy with a big gut walked in, got down on his knees and started to fuck my ass.
This was a good fuck, average-sized dick, some toilet talk, and some old school bump and grind fuckin' where I could feel his dick hittin' my buttwalls and I did my best to squeeze them tight. We kinda became one white on white wall of flesh and I liked watchin' myself gettin' plowed in the wall of mirrors that surrounds the fuck mattresses. Then another top came in and got down behind nerdy bottom.
'Wanna swap? asked the daddy fuckin' my ass. Now this is exactly what I wanted to hear, bottom-swappin' is one of my favorites.
'Kiss me,' I said to nerdy as the tops switched on us, but he just looked surprised, puzzled...not a real pig, as far as I'm concerned, he's thinkin' too much.
White gut daddy worked on nerdy a little bit, but the other top justt couldn't get into it...he hadn't even fucked nerdy for more than a minute, and after a brief bit of shadowfucking me, he just got up and left.
White gut daddy switched back to me and slammed my butt until he got tired...he gve up some more trash talk, and lots of white flesh shakin' all over, like just another typical everyday nasty white pigfucker. This all made me feel great.
White gut dad left...I didn't look up to see him go, but then nerdy left, too. There was nobody else around.
I gave it another 20 minutes and then went off to one of those nice outdoor mattresses Helios has, and tried to get a little sleep until something more interesting came along.
What came along was the night clerk, who at 3 a.m. prodded me and told me I had to leave, they were closing it up.
I walked down the road to my car, crawled into the back seat and slept the best I could until daybreak, then went home, dialed the security code correctly this time, and got to bed around 6.
All said, a nice night of fun sex, if a bit disjointed.