I opened wide and leaned forward. Letting out a big moan as I took him all the way to the back of my throat. My lips wrapping around his shaft tightly as I sucked back towards the tip. Leaving a “pop” sound at the end as I came off…like a lolly pop. I did that again. And again. Enjoying every single motion, not rushing a thing.
After a minute or so I took a short break, grabbing his balls gently with my hand. “You’re fucking huge…” I finally told him. I stuck my tongue out. Gripping the base of his cock I smacked the bottom of his tip against my tongue a few times and moaned. I put him all the way back in my mouth. Sucking down to the base and back to the tip slowly…enjoying myself.
Finally taking him out again I jerked him off as I added, “Not to be weird but this is my first time…” I divulged. Honestly. I smiled a bit and added, “Always wanted to, but…”
And then he cut me off, “Me too.” I looked up to see he had finally put the phone down and he was looking down at me now. He reached down with his hand and gently pressed the back of my head forward. I eagerly obliged and opened wide as I resumed my fun.
“Mmm…” I moaned as my lips slid down his shaft again. My hands resting on his hamstrings underneath his buttocks. Pulling him into me gently. I could feel his hips starting thrust. Faster and faster into me.
“Fuck yeah…” I said softly, taking a short break from the sucking. Reaching back to his front now and jerking him off as fast as I could. “So hard…” I teased him as I kept jerking.
“I’m…” He started out. I looked up from below and saw his eyes close. He arched his back a little and I knew very well what was coming.
“Oh yeah? Give it to me.” I wrapped my lips around his cock eagerly.
“You want it?” He asked, toying with me.
“Gimme that fuckin load.” I replied. Eagerly wrapping my lips around him again. Not wanting to miss a drop.
“Ooooomph. Yeah. Take that fuckin load.” He said so assertively. I knew I had about a second. Maybe two.
And there it was. Finally. I felt his shaft starting tense up and pulse. In a split second I felt it go from the base of his shaft to the back of my throat. Warm rope after rope.
“Mmmmm…” I tried to reassure him I was enjoying it. And I truly was. I loved knowing the exact feeling he was having of pure ecstasy. The freedom of unloading in a warm mouth. And I loved that it was mine. It was a big load. I just about opened my mouth to show him and saw his whole demeanor change. I quickly swallowed and got up off my knees. He pulled his shorts up and I knew he was regretting this.
“Hey I uh…” He started out.
“Don’t worry about it, I get it.” I reached for the coupon while digging in my bag for one of my business cards. Handing him both at the same time.
“No sweat, really….and here ya go.” I handed it to him without making eye contact. I didn’t want to intimidate him. He didn’t even say goodbye and he was on his way out the door.
The perspective switches to the younger man.
I made my way down the hall in a hurry. Feeling some cum still dripping out of myself as I got to the elevator. What the fuck did I just do? I wasn’t gay. I thought that was all just a fantasy? How was I so easily talked into something like that? My heart was racing and for some reason I felt so much regret. I’d never be able to undo that.
I sat on the edge of my bed just kind of staring for a bit. Replaying the events in my head and how quickly they happened. And how fast I orgasmed. Was I enjoying it *that* much more? Or was it just the situation?
After I changed I headed down to the hotel restaurant to sit at the bar by myself. Thankfully it wasn’t too crowded for a Tuesday night. Starting out with an old fashioned. I zoned out watching America’s Got Talent on mute. I sat there sipping on my first one. Going down so much faster than it should have. I ordered a second as I pulled out my phone to aimlessly browse Instagram.
After my second drink went down I ordered a third and got a burger some sweet potato fries. I figured I needed some sort of food even though I wasn’t too hungry.
As my buzz was really setting in my libido was rising. And I was coming around to the fact that maybe what I’d done wasn’t all that weird. It was good to experiment, right? And staring at the bartenders ass, I was confident I was at the very *least*, still very much into women.
I reached into my pocket and set the coupon, along with this card, on the bar. I didn’t even realize what I was doing, but I swiped over to the text app on my phone and typed in his number.
Sorry to bail there.
There. That was harmless. Just an apology. I feel like he deserved one after….everything he did for me. I didn’t want to be rude. Or at least I was trying to convince myself that was all I wanted deep down.
My burger came just a minute later and my phone lit up at the same time.
No sweat! I get it.
I saw it light up on my lock screen. I was trying to think of what to say when I saw a second text from him come through.
No regrets here. Kind of surreal to be honest…never thought I’d get the chance to do that.
I tingled a bit in my crotch. I loved how mature he was. Both in his age and the fact that he wasn’t upset about anything. So confident and poised. He definitely made me feel some kind of way. I didn’t know what to say but I just kind of started typing.
If it helps, you were good at it… Send.
No complaints here. Send.
I set the phone back down and ate a couple of the fries. Hoping that wasn’t too forward to say. Why was I second guessing everything? And there he was. Fairly quick to respond.
Oh yeah? That’s all the first text said.
Well you weren’t the only one enjoying it.
Ugh. My fries weren’t the only thing hitting the spot. He was so good at knowing just what to say. My third drink was half gone and I was feeling pretty unfiltered.
What are you up to? Send.
That was forward. But so was he.
Oh really? Was all he sent back at first. He waiting a while this time though. Leaving me hanging until he sent,
I’m just walking back from dinner. Should be back in about ten.
Where should I meet you?” He asked.
He didn’t even ask if I wanted to meet. It was just where. He knew.
I’m at the bar actually. In the hotel. I can’t believe I’d just told a man to meet me for another hookup.
The ten minutes took forever to go by. I finished the last half of my third drink and paid the tab. Just waiting for him. Once I saw him make his way through the front I stood up to meet him just outside the restaurant.
“Hey, I uh…saw ya comin.” We did a firm handshake. I think neither of us really knew what to do.
With a low, soft voice he said, “Are you sure? I think it was me that saw you coming…” he quipped back at me.
“Oh god….” I muttered.
He slapped my shoulder and laughed loudly, “Goodness, lighten up!” As we made our way to the elevator.
He told me all about dinner with the client as we were in the elevator. I think he didn’t want to talk about it, and I didn’t want to hear about it. But silence would’ve been worse. This was so awkward. I couldn’t believe here we were, back in the elevator. Making our way back to that same room. My heart was pounding. I didn’t even know what we were going to do back in the room. I knew for SURE I did not want to kiss him. I was certainly not into that.