Steve and I agreed that I would show up at the hotel room early and wait for him there. I found our room and looked around. It was kind of big with a nice large bed and a great view of the city. Steve had definitely gotten his money worth. I looked at my watch. Five o'clock. I had a full hour until he got there. I was nervous. It was the first time either of us would be doing this, and I didn't know what to expect. I decided I could use a shower.
The bathroom was large and had a gigantic shower stall. It looked as though you could fit six people in there. That might be fun, I thought.
The great thing about hotel showers is that they never run out of hot water. I let it pour over me for a long time, thinking about what was going to happen. My cock started stiffening. I lathered it up and began to stroke. No, I decided, better save it. I finished washing and dried off with one of the big fluffy towels. I put on one of the complimentary robes and looked around the bathroom. The hotel had supplied a shaving kit, complete with an electric razor. I could use a shave, I thought to myself.
After I had shaved I took off the robe and had a good long look at myself in the full-length mirror. A mix of thoughts went through my mind; I wish I were an inch taller, I wish I had lost a few pounds before today. I wish my cock were an inch longer...
My balls were really hairy. I started to run my hands through the hair. I started to remember how I used to have them. God that felt so good. And it made me look a little longer. I saw myself grinning in the mirror. I looked at the clock. I still had another half hour or so. I grabbed the electric razor and turned it on. The buzzing against my cock made it tingle with delight. I laughed as the long black hair fell into the trashcan. In no time the area around my dick was prickly with stubble. I grabbed the shaving cream and lathered up. It was cool and soothing. The razor dragged across the skin exposing a smoothness. I held the tip of my cock and ran the razor across its bottom removing all the hair. I shave my balls, pulling them tight so as not to miss anything.
I looked at my self again. My cock looked younger, fresher. Longer. More powerful.
A knock on the door distracted my thoughts. I grabbed the robe and threw it on as I opened the door. There was Steve.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi."
I had always thought of Steve as handsome before, but now, for the first time, I found him truly sexy. I wanted him badly.
"Have you been waiting long?" he asked.
"No, just about an hour," I said.
"Good," he said, putting the brown paper bag that he had brought with him on the dresser.
"Well," I said, "how do we start?"
Steve recommended that we have a drink, just to get relaxed. I was nervous, even though I wanted this to happen. He poured a rum and coke for each of us and stood behind the hotel room bar drinking his, while I sat on the bed, sipping mine. I could taste the rum; it was strong without being overpowering.
"Do you not like it?" he asked.
"No. I mean it's fine, really. I just don't want to drink it to quickly. I want to be able to stay focused."
He just smiled in return. I patted a spot next to me on the bed. He came over and sat beside me. I could smell his body through his clothes. It was an intoxicating smell that I had never noticed before. I turned to look at him. It felt as if I had never been this physically close to another man before. He started to lean toward me. I got the cue and leaned into him. It seemed like an eternity passed as we got closer and closer to one another. Our lips met, causing an explosion to course through out my entire body.
Kissing a man was different than I had expected. It wasn't like kissing a woman. I could feel the budding stubble scraping my upper lip. It was oddly nice. We kissed each other for some time, first close mouthed, then open. He cautiously let his tongue roam the inside of my mouth. It was warm and delicious. We pulled apart.
"Are you ok?" he asked me.
"Yes."
He started to undo his tie. Following his lead, I stood up and disrobed.
When we were both undressed, we stood there for a long moment looking at each other. His body was not muscular, but it wasn't really fat either. He had a light trace of hair on his chest, and a thin trail that started on his belly and ran down to his cock.
