I got up, showered and headed out, thinking I would run across Leo at some point. Having heard raves about it, I decided to check out the orgy room at the hotel for the first time. It was guarded by two big bearish guys who were checking badges to make sure guys were registered. One of them, a Black bear, was definitely returning my stare. I noticed a huge bulge in his tight-fitting jeans that I wanted to reach out and grab but showed rare restraint. When I walked in there was a room with food and drink with a lot of guys standing around talking. I sat for a while people watching and noticed an adjacent room where there was constant traffic - a sure sign there was action so I got up, got a beer, and saw what was happening. There was a guy getting fucked on a mattress that was lying in the middle of the floor. The room was dark so I had trouble making out the details of who was in various state of undress. As my eyes adjusted, I was able to see that the room was pretty large and very crowded with a lot of action going on. As I got closer in, I was getting groped from all sides.
I finally saw what I was looking for - Leo, and he was with another guy who was sitting in his lap, facing him. I moved closer to see who he was with but didn't want him to know I was in the room. There was something exciting about watching him with someone else, especially with him not knowing I was watching, not that it would make much of a difference. When I saw that both he and the white guy, who I assumed was Steve, were both naked, my first feeling was that of jealousy which I quickly dismissed considering my infidelity, and the fact that it always got me in trouble. The closer I got the more I was able to see. Leo had his cock in Steve's ass and was kissing him while another guy was sucking Leo's nipple. The scene was incredibly hot. A few guys started gathering around them, so I lost the view. I didn't want to get too close and disturb what Leo was doing so I didn't get any closer.
Then, from behind me, I felt a man hug me, his large, arms crossing my chest.
"How you doing?" he asked in a deep voice with a southern drawl. I recognized the voice but couldn't place where.
I stroked his dark arms. "Doing okay," I said with a sense of unsureness.
"Enjoying the show?" he asked.
"Yeah, petty hot," still trying to figure out who this mystery man was.
"You remember me?" he asked, letting me know that we did indeed meet at some point.
"Your voice sounds familiar but can't recall exactly who you are." He loosened his grip enough for me to turn around, and I recognized him immediately as the dark skinned, quiet, chubby bald guy at the club whose cock I sucked. "Oh yes! Wow, good to see you again." He was probably in his 20s, with a cute, round, unshaven face with full lips and strong jawline. But his best feature was his very dark skin.
"Good to see you too," he said, kissing me. He was much more animated this time, showing interest in me that I did not sense before. He was about 6-foot, 2-inches and about 350#, wearing a leather/chain harness that clung tightly to his massive upper body. His leather full length pants also fit tightly but most noticeable was a leather belt that hung to his side, as well as a pair of handcuffs. I held I up to read the studded word "Master."
"Impressive," I said, speaking of his body, outfit, and paddle. "You know I followed you into the locker room when we met, hoping for more?" I said, stroking his chest. This man had me swooning, yielding to his natural power and imposing presence.
"Is that right?" he asked, pulling me into him. "You liked the way that dick tasted?"
"Tasted, felt, especially when you shot that load into my mouth."
"Terrance, and you are?" he asked.
"James, nice meeting you again."
"How about you get me a beer James?" he said, sitting down on a chair near the wall where the action was going on.
