I took off my shorts, and sat on the hotel bed. Just like I was told to.
When showering, or having sex, naked is normal. But sitting in a room, waiting for someone you've never met, while naked is quite awkward.
I stared at my phone, as if my mind could make a text message appear that said "not going to make it" or something like that. The number that message would come from was saved as BT, which I had only saved three weeks before.
Oh boy a lot can change in three weeks, though. I had met my neighbor Brian (the aforementioned "BT") through Craigslist after years of lurking in Casual Encounters. Long story short-He lived in the apartment building across the street, and I was now his cock craving fuck toy. I crept over to his place one night while my girlfriend was at work, curious to play with a dick. By the next morning, he had cum in my mouth and ass, and I had tasted every part of his body, including his filthy hole.
To say I jumped in with both feet was an understatement. So much for "experimenting."
That was who I was now. Less than a month ago I was curious, now I was a guy who would get a text, then drop what I was doing to go take care of my neighbors cock. Depending on how much time we had, usually depending on if my girlfriend was home or not, I would either drop to my knees right away and take his load and go, or strip down and let him treat my ass hole like a cheerleaders pussy.
It was still so strange to me. Me, a masculine, athletic guy, was a fuck toy. I licked ass hole. I ate cum. I bit pillows when he plowed and dropped a load in me. He never let me clean up, he liked to watch me waddle across the street clenching my ass so cum didn't drip down my leg.
So now that you know me, back to where I find myself tonight.
I traveled occasionally for work, which leads me to my current situation in this hotel room. The night before I left my girlfriend worked a double at her bar, so I had plenty of time at Brians. The man never seemed to run out of cum. He fucked me for hours. When he was recovering, I licked his ass and sack until he was hard. I was down there for over an hour one time, just letting my tongue glide over his hole while his sack rested against my face.
I was in heaven.
I whined when it was time to go. How would I go a week without my new favorite hobby?
Brian laughed, and said he couldn't let me get rusty, so he would arrange "something.'
He had texted me earlier in the night and said be in the room at 8:00. And be naked.
I sat on the edge of the bed, waiting. I could hear my watch ticking. My hand covered my cock, as if I had any modesty left. There was no one in the room anyway, and as the clock hit 8:15, I assumed there wouldn't be.
I heard the elevator ding, and my heart raced. I then heard muffled conversation, and groaned. Another group of people, not the guy I assume Brian had found and arranged for me. I was at the same time relieved and disappointed. Meeting a stranger like this was nerve wracking, but I was craving cock.
The muffled conversation lingered outside my door for minute, then there was a knock. Strange, I thought. I didn't want to answer the door while there was other people outside. I walked to the door, I really wish it had a peephole, but it didn't, and stood there a moment.
There was another knock, and a man said, "Brian said you would be here, so..."
Ok, so this was the guy. I was ordered to answer naked, but since other people may be walking by I hid behind the door as I opened it.
I peered around the door, and my stomach tightened. I almost slammed the door shut when I saw three guys standing there, all facing me. They weren't walking by, they were here for me.
"ugh, hi," I managed.
"Brian sent us," the guy who knocked said. He was tall, fit, with a tan that suggested he worked outside. He was definitely a blue collar guy, and looked about as rugged as they come. The guy behind him was Hispanic, also fit and manly. The guy next to them towered over both though, and his skin was as dark as chocolate.
In a voice which rattled windows, the black guy said, "aren't you going to let us in?"
"Ugh, year sure," I said, suddenly extremely uncomfortable being naked. "I just wasn't' expecting more than one."
"Well, Brian made sure there were three of us," the white guy said as he pushed the door open and walked in.
The three guys walked past me and stood by the bed. I heard voices coming down the hallway so I closed the door, and my only remaining protection was gone. I stood there naked, with my hand over my cock.
The Hispanic guy took off his pants, and said, "Briand told us you like to get right to it, so get over here, and suck my cock."
The suddenness of the situation was overwhelming. I stood there as he pulled down his boxers, and held his thick cock in front of him. I was frozen.
"What's wrong? I thought you were into this?"
"Yeah, uh, well I just started with Brian a few weeks ago, and uh.."
