Escape to Los Angeles (Patreon)

Trips with SuitYourVacation weren’t only expensive, they were also highly exclusive. There were a limited amount of bodies available and if you wanted to get a good one then you had to book at least a year in advance. That’s what I had done, selecting the hunky ‘Colton’ as the bodysuit I would be enjoying for my week-long getaway in Los Angeles, and the twelve month wait that followed had been nothing shy of torturous. I was a bad secret keeper though and even worse at stopping myself from bragging so all of my friends were made aware of my upcoming trip, as were my co-workers. I could see the jealousy in their eyes and thrived on it, taking sadistic pleasure in the fact that I would be enjoying the type of luxurious vacation they could only ever dream of having.

The night before I was due to fly out to LA I was struggling to contain my excitement and decided that the best use of my time would be to get drunk and pick up some horny twink at the local gay bar. It didn’t take me long to hook someone’s interest - I was a decent looking guy in my own body, just lacking all of Colton’s big muscles and Hollywood hero facial features - and within no time I’d taken him back to my apartment and was having my way with him. Of course in my drunken state I hadn’t hesitated to brag about my upcoming vacation and relished the envy that flashed in his eyes.

I was foolish to think that all of my gloating wouldn’t backfire massively. I had all but ordered the twink to fetch us some more drinks from the wine cooler after our first fuck session and had given him the perfect opportunity to slip something into my drink - something that would knock me out for a full twelve hours and cause me to miss my flight out to LA. My ticket didn’t go to waste though as he stole it right from my wallet, along with my SuitYourVacation VIP pass, and took an early exit to pack his suitcase and get to the airport. I was out like a light with no idea to the misery I would feel once I had risen from my drug-induced slumber.

I haven’t been a total stranger to my stolen vacation though, as photo after photo of the twink enjoying the Colton bodysuit arrived to my phone over the next few days, all with captions explaining how much fun he was having and the amount of guys he was fucking in the body of the hot muscular alpha. I was left to drown my sorrows with beer after beer, all while wondering how many years it’ll take me to save up for another SYV trip, especially one in a bodysuit with such high demand as Colton. I had my perfect opportunity ripped away from me, all because I couldn’t close my big mouth. One thing is for sure: next time I won’t be telling anyone!