Part I:
It was about 7:30 when Todd finally got back into his hotel room after a very long day full of meetings. The room was your standard Marriott; business class room with a king sized bed, a desk, lounge chair, small fridge and a large bathroom. It would suffice for the next two days, or rather nights. The days unfortunately were taken up with Convention duties.
He had just returned from a nice dinner with colleagues and had declined a night out in the city with them; he told them he was too exhausted from the day's events and would definitely go with them the following night. Tonight he needed sleep....well that's what he told them anyway.
He quickly threw his suitcases on the bed, and grabbed for the laptop out of his briefcase. His hands were actually shaking as he opened it up and placed it on the desk and plugged in the modem to the phone jack; he wondered the whole time whether he'd have the balls to go through with this. His heart raced in his chest as he logged on to his e-mail and found the reply to the message he'd sent very early that morning when he first arrived in the city. Part of him had hoped that the message wouldn't have been seen today so he'd be off the hook and wouldn't have to go through with this, but the part of him that caused the chills through his body, the same part that caused him to decline the invitation out with friends, knew that this is what he wanted to do tonight more than anything in the world. It was with that understanding that he read the mail.....
Todd-
I'm so glad you decided to contact me now that you're in the city. I'll bet your nervous as hell, but don't worry about anything. We're practically old friends, we've been chatting and cybering online for almost a year now. Remember the original offer was just a massage, it's my job after all. We don't have to go any farther than that. Call me if your still interested. I can be there within 30 minutes.
Hope to hear from you,
Jason
Todd stared at the note for what seemed like hours. He and Jason had met in a "bi-curious" chat room months ago. He had been the curious one; Jason on the other hand, a massage therapist had plenty of experience and had been all too willing to share the vivid descriptions with Todd. By the end of their first hour-long chat, Jason had described in vivid detail the sensual massage he'd like to give Todd, kneading and then sucking every aching muscle on his body. By the end of the description Todd's smooth chest and stomach were covered with the sticky reward of his intense masturbation session. The two chatted many times since then and had even exchanged pictures. Seeing Jason had made matters much worse; while he wasn't generally attracted to guys, Jason's clean cut good looks, toned smooth body and impressive package (under boxers) only fed into Todd's curiosity. He hesitated telling Jason that he'd be coming to his home town on business, but again that part of him that couldn't let this opportunity pass, jumped at the chance to break the good news.
It was that part of him that now picked up the phone and told Jason to come right over.
Part II:
Thank God the water pressure was good in this hotel and thank God the water was hot. Todd stood, back to the spray and leaned his head back under the forceful jets of water. He ran his hands through his hair, getting the last remnants of conditioner out . His heart was still pounding and his cock had been hard from the moment he stepped out of his boxers to get into the shower. He looked down at it now as the water pounded into his back. He ran his hands down his smooth chest and stomach and combed his fingers through the tightly trimmed brown pubic hair, this made his cock twitch just a bit. At full glory, he was close to eight inches and because he kept the base shaved and his pubic hair tightly cut, he felt he made very good "presentation". He was way too excited at the prospects for this evening and much too nervous. Perhaps getting off first would calm some of the tension. He poured some more conditioner into his right hand and rubbed it in circular motions over his shaft. This caused his breathing to quicken, he wouldn't last long right now, this was all too much for him. With his left hand he began lightly rubbing his smooth balls with his fingers and spreading his legs a bit, even worked his index finger into the crack of his ass to gently tease his hole.
His breath quickened and he was moaning softly to himself....the image in his mind was one of Jason sharing the shower with him, standing nude right in front of him stroking his own cock in unison with Todd. There cocks would look so hot only inches apart from each other. He imagined the look in Jason's eyes as they signaled to him that he was feeling exactly the same sensations and that he wanted to cum at exactly the same moment. Todd couldn't wait another minute and he actually screamed out loud as the first blast of semen shot from his cock onto the shower floor...more followed, again and again he shot until he was spent and almost collapsed. Thank God for the little wash cloth rail that he could use as support. He rested for a moment while his breathing and heart rate returned to normal or as normal as it could be under the circumstances and then he continued with his shower.
When he was dried off, he styled his hair, brushed his teeth, slapped on some Polo Sport and put on new boxers, a white pullover shirt and black jeans. It was now 8:45 and he was ready for the door to ring at any minute and he was scared as hell, so scared in fact that he thought he could actually throw up. He wondered if he should start drinking now or wait until Jason showed up. He chose to start now. He pulled the bottle of Zinfandel out of the fridge and poured himself a glass. Wine would surely relax him, he thought to himself.
Part III:
Then came the inevitable knock on the door and Todd wondered what the hell he'd gotten himself into. He stood up from the soft chair and was about to place the wine glass on the table, but decided otherwise; definitely needed to keep hold of the stimulants or he'd surely back out of this.