My consulting firm frequently sends us out in pairs to work with new clients, so the customer always has a friendly face to call on even if one of us is on vacation.
Over the years I've worked with almost every other consultant, but my favorite has always been Dan, because we have so much in common. Recently I learned just how many interests we shared when a planned weeklong trip took an unexpected turn.
Dan and I had been on many trips together, which sometimes meant sharing hotel rooms.
I'll stop and say that Dan and I each have wives and each have the typical Dad bods, but twice over the years he's done things that made me wonder if, like me, Dan might be bi-curious.
Once when sharing a room Dan walked around after a shower with his towel adjusted so his cock was visible for about 10 minutes. Each time he walked by his cock was a little harder. Another time in crowded booth at a bar his hand landed on my lap several times, always right on my dick. The last time it lingered when he felt that I was getting hard.
We never talked about either incident though both were things I'd thought about.
Night one
This trip, to Denver, started with us meeting at the airport after our separate flights, and sharing a cab to our hotel. It was another shared room trip due to a convention. Dan offered to handle check in and taking our bags up while I met clients in the bar and started our work. He joined us about 20 minutes later and seemed more energized than normal.
Round after round of drinks came that night, both before and after dinner, and it nearly midnight when we finally stumbled to our room.
As we open the door Dan suddenly remembered to tell me that our reservation had been mixed up and instead of two queen beds we had one extra large king.
"Dont worry Mike," he said "they promised to move us tomorrow."
I was too buzzed to care, so we raided the room mini-bar for one more round and started getting ready for bed.
As I sipped my drink Dan hit the head and came out in loose boxers and a t-shirt. I noticed his boxers had a button fly and the buttons were undone. I had the same type of boxers and decided "fuck it, I'm drunk so I'll let my dick hang out too."
So I went into the bathroom and came out dressed the same way.
I noticed, but pretended not to, that Dan's cock was already poking out of the hole in his fly. I decided to see how far he'd go if i didn't say anything.
Dan got up when I laid down and made us both another drink. When he turned around to hand it to me his dick was completely out and it even brushed my hand when I accepted the drink. That made him even harder but I still played dumb and acted not to notice. Instead I adjusted my own fly when his back was turned so that my dick was out too.
He definitely noticed and I acted like I didnt see his looks as my dick firmed up to its full length.
Soon we both finished our drinks and decided to crash. The lights went out and we both laid on our own sides of the bed.
My dick was aching for relief at this point and I was wishing I was brave enough to at least jerk myself off. Instead I rubbed myself softly then just laid there and tried to go to sleep, slowing my breathing.
I could tell though that Dan was awake. Slowly he was inching his way closer to my side. I lay still and waited to see what was going to happen.
The first contact came from his foot touching my leg. Just a soft touch at first then steady pressure. I expected him to go slowly but when I didn't react to his foot he placed his hand on my thigh. When I didn't react to that his hand slid right up and touched my dick.
"Holy shit," I thought "he's going to jerk me off."
And thats how it started. His fingers traced the length of my shaft, squeezed my balls softly then travelled up my shaft again and massaged the head of my Dick.
I was in heaven but doing my best to play drunk.
I must have been convincing because after a few minutes I felt the bed creek and Dan's hand wrapped around my dick and slowly began stroking it. I felt myself leaking precum and could feel that slickness make his motions smoother.
