I held out little hope of hearing from Pete. I wondered whether he was drunk and feeling over confident the night before. Although I'd gone home and masturbated slowly at the thought of a proper meeting with Pete, by the morning I was sure it was yet more of his bravado.
I shouldn't have doubted him.
At 9:03am I got a text with a hotel name, telling me that I'd get the room number after 2pm when he'd checked in. He told me to come around at 4pm, and not a minute earlier.
Seven hours?! What was I supposed to do for seven hours?!
Well, I'd just started to explore shaving my body hair, so I eventually decided on starting there. Well, after masturbating once more at the thought of Pete laying himself on a plate for me.
I shaved my chest and abs. My armpits just got a trim and the pubes around my cock, balls and legs were shaven almost completely, leaving only a small burst of hair above my cock as I liked to see on guys at that time.
I enjoyed getting ready...took my time. But still it was only 11am! I had to leave the house early so I said goodbye to my family, pretending still that I was returning to university on the train.
I had a very light lunch, went shopping and bought new underwear that I thought would be a good tease for Pete. I made sure I bought some condoms and lube, even though I wanted to crawl into a hole with embarrassment.
Finally, 4pm rolled around. I was ready. I felt good and was thrilled at the thought of a whole afternoon with Pete.
I had received the room number at 2:01pm and had been wondering what Pete had been up to all afternoon. When he answered the door, I didn't need to wait long to find out.
He was dressed in black trousers with a slim belt and an open shirt. The room was warm and he was clearly feeling as open as the night before. He waited until I was in, but only just...
"Hey." I said. "What have you been up to this..." was all I got out before he pushed me against the wall and kissed me. Not just a still kiss this time. He worked his tongue into my mouth quickly but gently. I was surprised but elated that we were starting like this. I was convinced that he would back out, but those fears were dissolving with the gentle play of his tongue. I grabbed him, inadvertently going straight under his shirt and feeling the warm, soft skin of his back. He felt firm, as I'd remembered him at the party in the summer. Shorter than me, so I leant down on him and pulled him up and into me as we continued to kiss.
When he pulled back, he just smiled. "I've been waiting for this. To be honest, I thought I was going to back out until this afternoon." My heart sank until he led me into the main area of the hotel room. "What do you think?" he asked.
"I...erm...well..." was about all I could manage.
On the white sheets of the hotel room was three pairs of small, brightly coloured briefs and a slim, tapered purple dildo. He walked over to the bed and sat down. "I couldn't decide which was the sexiest..." then his eyes rolled to the dildo "and, this...well, I wanted to know what I was letting myself in for..."
Fuck me. He'd been preparing for me!
I could only smile. "We're going to have some serious fun." I said and waked over to the bed. I picked up a pair of yellow briefs that I loved..."What did you decide, then?" I stared straight at his groin, smiling broadly.
And so it all started. I knelt over him and held his face as we kissed. I lowered him onto the mattress as we continued to explore with our tongues. I could immediately feel how hard he was through the material of his trousers on my ass. I was spread wide due to straddling him and couldn't help thinking that he wouldn't be the only one needing to warm up their hole that evening.
