We checked in to the hotel, and I knew something was up. Bill had gone to get the rooms while I wrapped up some business on my phone from the lobby. He came back and had an upset look on his face.
"What's up?" I asked as I finished my call.
"Someone screwed up," he said. "The office must have messed up the reservations, because they have us sharing a room."
Shit. This was an unfortunate turn of events, to say the least. We had been on the road for over a week, doing training sessions for security teams. We specialized in homeland defense, and our job was often in dusty remote locales. After eight days, it was time to wrap it up, but we had this huge convention to attend.
I had hoped to go out and cut loose tonight, pick up some hot babe at the bar and fuck her brains out. But it was evidently not in the cards.
For whatever reason, the office had double booked us again. It was a cost saving measure, I knew, but what the hell? Bill and I had shared a room for several nights on this trip, but tonight was supposed to be two rooms.
"Hell," I said. "Did you ask..."
"They are totally booked," Bill said. "They even called a couple of other hotels to see if they had any rooms, but the convention has every room in the city full."
So much for my plans...
Damn hotel!
(*)(*)
Bill was on his bed reading when I came out of the shower. I had to take a fast shower before bed, careful not to pay to much attention to just how good that shaving cream felt when I shaved my balls.
I had one pair of clean boxers saved for tomorrow, and I did not want to wear them to bed. So I just wore my towel and walked over to the ice bucket to make a strong vodka tonic. Then I just sat on the bed in my towel and tried not to be upset. I could go one more night!
"I'm gonna take a shower," he said.
I merely shrugged and turned on the TV.
As he turned on the water I browsed the channels. Of course I avoided the porn, sticking to the news channels. It's not that I didn't want the porn, but with him in the room it would just be more frustration for my lonely dick.
Bill came out wrapped in a towel. He was well built, the job keeping us both in good shape. But we were business partners, and I had never looked at him any other way.
"Animal Planet?" He said. "You kidding me?"
"Your choice," I replied tossing him the remote and fixing another drink.
"Hit me with one of those, will ya?" Bill asked as he surfed the channels.
I made him a stiff drink and handed it to him. He had a funny look on his face.
"So, how about this one," he said, indicating the TV.
On the screen was a sultry blonde who was licking a hard cock up and down slowly, making it glisten with her wet tongue.
"Oh, man," I groaned.
"What's wrong?" Teased Bill. "Can't take the stimulation of a little porn?"
So that was his game. He knew I was horny as hell, and he was tormenting me by watching the hot blowjob action on screen.
"I can handle it, if you can," I responded, taking my drink and sitting down on my bed. I was careful to be sure the towel covered my penis, which was starting to get semi hard.
The action got hotter as she stroked his cock, making the stud moan on screen.
"Wow," Bill said. "She is good."
"You're telling me," I said, feeling uncomfortable with my hard on growing under my towel.
We watched her suck his shiny cock, her lips wrapping around his hard shaft as she slid her hand up and down on his dick. It was driving me crazy!
"Hey," Bill said with a slight catch in his voice. "I think we need to get more comfortable."
"I agree," I said, looking over at him on his bed. I wasn't sure where he was going with this, but I was so fucking hard I didn't need much encouragement to get some relief. Was he going to suggest we jack off? I had never seen another man actually stroke his cock. At least not in person. I had done it on live video chats before, but never up close and personal.
"All I'm saying is that this towel is kinda wet, and I don't want to catch a cold."
"Right," I said.
"So... Let's lose the towels," he said, looking at me.
I was feeling incredibly aroused by now, so I didn't say anything. I simply stood up between the beds, and let my towel fall to the floor.
"Better?" he asked as he stared at my rock hard dick.
"Much," I said as I sat back down and reclined on the bed. My penis was pointing up at my chest, begging for attention, but I kept my hands to my side. I acted as if this was the most natural thing in the world, being totally naked in front of another man.
Bill stood up, and unveiled his own package for me. His dick was totally shaved, just like mine. It was pulsing as he dropped his towel. He looked at me for a second, and our eyes met. We just stared at each other, knowing that tonight was going to be a relief for both of us.
"Hey," he exclaimed as he stood up. "What about another drink?"
"Sure," I said handing him my glass. As I held up the drink my hand was dangerously close to his cock. I watched him walk naked over to the ice and mix the drinks. Bill had a body that could make a nun wet. His toned backside was to me, and when he turned profile I could not keep my eyes off that dick!
He crossed back, handing me my glass. I decided that as long as he was going to stand there and point that massive weapon at my face, I might as well just look at it close up.
"You know," I said. "I was really pissed at the hotel earlier. I had planned to get laid tonight."
