Working for an electronics retail store wasn't all that amazing, but there were two perks to the whole thing. One was achievers. I was only eighteen, but I managed to be one of the best sellers in the store, so I got to fly to California for a week and enjoy the sights. The other benefit was supervisor.
God, was he a sight to behold. I remembered my first interview with him. While only twenty-three, Shawn quickly became a supervisor at the store. He had short cropped blond hair that looked more brown, and subtle blue eyes. He actually wasn't THAT attractive. Super skinny and tall, Shawn got some looks, but it was his straight, manly vibe without having to try that got me going.
Either way, him and I were set to go to California for achievers... did I mention we'd be staying in the same hotel room? The company's cheapness would be my treasure.
It was day five on the trip, and we got back to the hotel around 10pm. I plopped onto my bed and flipped the TV on, while Shawn went to take a shower. Shawn had this aggravating thing where he felt totally comfortable being nude in the room around me, as if such a thing was normal. Made me think about all the times he'd be nude around his friends in high school.
He walked out of the shower and into the room, his hair still damp from the water, and his dick swinging from side-to-side as he walked over to the wall to plug his phone in.
"Two more days, Dylan," he said.
I used my willpower to keep my eyes above his waist. It was impossible not to stare. His smooth body, compact muscles, skinny long legs, and glistening ass filled the room with presence.
"We could always just live out the rest of our lives in this little hotel," I said with half mockery.
Shawn twisted his body. The muscles around his ribs contracted. He shot me a glance with an accompanied smile. "Well, if you keep selling the way you do, we'll be back here next year."
Always thinking about business.
He got in bed and turned his lamp off to sleep, and I turned the television off. I laid in bed for an hour, staring at the wall, not wanting the vacation to end, when I turned my head to look at Shawn.
He was perfect. The blanket pulled down, the edge barely covering his pubic hair. The moonlight from the window lathered his chest. His nipples begged to be licked.
I reached down under my covers and grabbed my dick. It grew huge from just the sight of my supervisor sleeping nude. The arousal rivaled anything I had experienced. I kicked my covers off and pulled on my balls as I jerked off, imaging his body pressing against mine.