“Yessss…. Thats good…” He whispered as he gently caressed my ass, pulling me closer to him, our hard smooth cocks separated only by the thin material of our skimpy briefs as they pressed together.
“I’m not gay.” I blurted out, instantly feeling embarrassed that I’d said that. “I mean… I’m not… I have a girlfriend…”
Mr Anderson smiled warmly, “That’s ok. I’m not gay either.” He said with a laugh, “And there’s nothing wrong with men appreciating each other’s bodies… is there?”
I shook my head, unable to speak as I pressed down harder on the shape of his hard cock.
“Straight women do things like this together all the time, ” he continued, his hand caressing my cheek before sliding it through my short brown hair. “And that doesn’t make them gay, does it?”
“N…no…” I mumbled, moaning softly as I arched my back, riding the wave of pleasure coursing through my body. I wasn’t sure I followed his logic but then a fantasy image of my girlfriend doing this exact thing with one of her female friends flashed through my mind and my shaved cock throbbed. His hands were on my back, guiding me closer to him as I gently humped against the shape of his massive erection. His lips planting small kisses on my smooth chest, then higher, kissing my neck, my cheek before taking my chin in his hand and kissing me deeply on the lips. I sucked lovingly on his tongue, melting into his kiss, shocked that I was giving in to this strange new sensation and making out with another guy.
“And why should girls get to have all the fun?” He whispered as his hands found their way back to my tight ass.
I moaned again as I kissed his neck, riding his cock as I submitted to this new desire. He held me close as I humped against him, the sun shining down on our smooth hairless bodies as I licked along his collarbone.
“Mmmm, look how hard you’ve made me!” He whispered and I leaned back, admiring the thick bulge in his tight swimsuit. He was so big, at least eight inches and even through the little speedo I could make out the shape of his thick head. Instinctively my fingers traced the outline of his hard cock and he let out a low moan. I was hypnotized by his hot bulge, unable to look away as I began to stroke him through his powder blue speedo.
“Yesssss….” He purred, “just like that…”
I stared into his eyes with pure lust, shocked that I was doing this but loving every second of it. He was right, there was nothing gay about two men appreciating each other like this. I mean… maybe a bit, but it was just…
Suddenly he spoke, breaking my train of thought.
“Do you want to kiss it?”
My mouth instantly began to water and I nodded. Yes. Suddenly out of nowhere, more than anything in the world I wanted to feel my lips against his hard cock. I kissed his lips again and then his chest, down his stomach, sliding lower on the lounge chair until my face was inches from his beautiful speedo bulge. My lips began kissing and massaging his shaft and head through the soft blue spandex as I wrapped my hands around his thighs. He ran his fingers through my shaggy hair as he moaned, “Yesss…. Just like that… good boy…”
Suddenly he reached down and pulled his tiny swimsuit to the side, his long shaved cock stood fully erect an inch from my lips.
“Do you want to taste it?” Mr Anderson asked and I nodded again.
“I’ve never done it before…” I whispered.
Mr Anderson smiled, “That’s ok baby… you know exactly what to do…”
He was right. In an instant I closed my lips around his thick engorged head, reveling in the sensation as his smooth fleshy thickness filled my mouth. He moaned again as I began swirling my tongue and pumping my lips up and down my boss’ big cock. It was so smooth and soft, so firm as my saliva coated his phallus and I worshipped him with my hungry mouth. It felt amazing. I felt so slutty, so horny, sucking Mr Anderson’s big dick had me more aroused than I’d ever been in my life. I suddenly understood why some people absolutely loved sucking cock and I knew that I’d forever be one of them from now on.
He held my head gently in his hands as I slurped and sucked, imagining what would feel good on my own hard cock, taking my time, alternately dragging my tongue over his smooth balls and shaft and sucking him deep into my throat. Judging by his moans of pleasure, I could tell I was doing a good job. I remember wondering if there had ever been a conference in the first place or if this was Mr Anderson’s plan all along, then realizing I didn’t care either way, lost in the joy of taking his big dick in and out of my wet slutty mouth.
“Such a good boy…” he moaned as I milked him with my mouth, “You love sucking Daddy’s big cock, don’t you?”
His words driving me wild with lust as I looked up at him, gasping for air.
“Yes…. Yes Daddy… I love your big cock…” I whimpered before diving back in, my eyes watering as I took him all the way into my throat. He began gently pumping his hips, softly fucking my mouth as I drooled down his smooth balls. I felt his hips pumping faster and I could tell he was getting close. My tongue became a fury of movement, massaging the underside of his cock head as I sucked harder, my lips stroking his shaft as he gripped my hair and inhaled sharply. His cock began to pulse and he let out a long moan, my mouth was suddenly flooded with his hot salty cum. I swallowed and continued sucking as his erection spasmed between my lips, each pulse accompanied by another spurt of sweet creamy cum. I tried desperately to swallow it all as his juice ran out of the corners of my mouth and coated my chin. Mr Anderson pulled my head from his big glistening cock and guided my mouth to his, kissing me hard, deeply, our tongues swirling his juice between our mouths before I collapsed in his muscular arms.
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We lay there catching our breath for a few moments, my head resting on his smooth chest as he cradled me in his arms. Finally he spoke.
“That was amazing. Did you like that?”
I nodded, unable to speak as I licked his cum from my lips.
“Good boy…” he whispered as he kissed the top of my head.
We lay silently for a few more minutes before he said, “SO. As the conference isn’t happening, I feel like you and I should spend the afternoon hanging out at the pool. What do you say?”
I looked up at him excitedly.
“Ok … yeah… that sounds great. Only I don’t have a swim suit…”
He flashed another wry smile. “Oh I’ve got that covered. Do you trust me?”
I nodded again, obediently as he sat up and took me by the hand.
“Follow me.” He said as he led me back into the hotel room, my heart racing and cock throbbing hard in my tight bikini briefs. I was a slave to my new desires and knew in that moment I would have followed him anywhere.