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The uphill trail led to the most famous landmark in the country the Hollywood sign. Who hasn't seen it or at least heard of it? It even has sad history. In September 1932 24 year old actress Peg Entwistle jumped to her death from atop the "H". I had just then heard about the incident for the first time.
The morning of 16 September, 90 years to the day since her unfortunate death, sees Ted, my boyfriend, and me hiking at a moderate pace to the trails' end. The sun is at 10 o'clock. The sign seems to get bigger with each slow step. The thermometer registers 75 degrees causing us to sweat.
Ted Lennon is very much into the history of Hollywood. He knows the names of many of the famous movie stars, the movies they made and even who's gay. We had a long talk one day about that topic. I knew about Rock Hudson having AIDS but not much else about the town or the movie stars. Ted had informed me that Rock Hudsons' birth name is Roy Harold Scherer jr.
We stopped walking within a few steps. My lover came along side putting his left arm around me at the waist. We're both staring at a wall. The top of the "H" is too close to actually see the top.
"I feel like climbing that ladder."
Ted shook his head as though trying to discourage me from the attempt.
"I think it's strictly for the maintenance guys Hon. I think you can get arrested for trespassing."
"Haven't you ever done anything daring?"
"Not since I was a teenager," Kadıköy Escort he replied.
Ted, age 31, was no doubt as wild as any teenager. I, on the other hand, can recall a not so crazy life.
We had actually met through a gay dating app about 5 months ago. We had posted pictures on Instagram and waved.
He's my height-5' 9" tall. He's a brawny dude with a light-brown buzzcut and blue eyes who looks absolutely gorgeous in speedos. His full lips are very kissable.
My hair is a darker shade of brown and my eyes are brown. My lips are thin and my nose upturned.
Can I get naked and climb that ladder to the top? How closely does security watch the place? For that matter, can I have sex on this path?
I set out for a spot behind the sign.
"You're not seriously considering climbing that ladder, are you?"
"Maybe," I quipped.
He elected to follow me, though not immediately.
Behind the "H" I pulled off my teeshirt, took my hiking shoes off then my pants. I turned my head to find Ted standing there grinning.
"You're not taking off your briefs?"
I giggled at the remark.
"Nudity is indecent exposure."
He grinned at my remark and stared.
Modesty kept me from rubbing my dick through my briefs. Modesty not withstanding, sexual desire was intense.
"You seem happy to see me."
I giggled again.
It's worth taking a chance. Besides, odds are I Kadıköy Escort Bayan won't be arrested for trespassing.
My boyfriend stood behind me watching me climb. I felt his hand briefly on my buttocks until I moved out of his reach.
From the platform at the top I gazed down the hillside. Ted came around the sign and looked up at me. I waved. I spotted a pair of hikers. A second pair is following several steps behind this pair.
After a few minutes I descended to the ground and gathered my clothes. Ted and I set out for the car while I was still in my underwear.
Our ride from the famous sign to the condo in Culver city takes roughly a half hour on I 10 W. In the meantime, we are engrossed in "Tough Guy", an unlikely romance between a musician and a hockey player.
The story, or at least certain passages, was making me want to "rub one out". Barely a mile away from our parking space near the start of the trail I started rubbing my dick through my briefs making it hard. The organ soon lay on my pelvis ponting at my right leg.
My briefs barely concealed my hard-on. My boyfriend shot a brief glance at my lap.
"Are you having a good time?"
"I sure am."
"Are you close?"
"I think so."
A couple of minutes passed in silence since my answer. Not unexpectedly, a thin stream put large wet spot on the front of my briefs.
My man said nothing so after several seconds I made Escort Kadıköy a quip. "If I can rebuild my load I'll ejaculate again."
The 3-story Buckingham parkway complex came into view while I was still sitting in wet briefs.
We were soon back on the balcony off our unit on the third floor.
"Take your briefs off."
His request surprised me.
"Huh?"
"Take off your briefs."
Ted put his hand on my right thigh and stared at my lap.
Why are you trying to see my dick?
"Do you want a bow job?"
Unable to resist his offer, I stood up and took my briefs off.
Ted went to his knees putting his lips on my cock. I stroked his hair gently. His hands pressed lightly onto my buttocks while his lips slid back and forth on my shaft.
I let a couple of minutes pass.
"You need to grab your dick and jerk it."
He obeyed me and backed away letting me watch his hand.
"Cum for me."
Ted settled into a chair and extended his legs. A few minutes elapsed then his cum hit his belly.
A look into his eyes led to a kiss. He put his tongue into my mouth.
The following Saturday donned sunny and warm. Ted and I hiked to the sign again, this time on a different trail.
The thermometer registered 75 degrees at 11 a.m. Beads of perspiration dotted our foreheads.
This day was Teds' turn to strip down to his underwear. Having left his clothes on the back side of the sign, he climbed the hill behind the sign.
He stood on the summit and waved. Seconds after he reached the top I started climbing.
I had the notion to strip naked the instant I reached him. Realizing my fantasy of sex on a mountain top under the sun will be so cool.