You come up behind me as I stand staring out the hotel window at the busy street 7 floors below. It is cold and wintry outside and I can feel the chill even through the triple panes of the large picture window. I shiver as my naked skin is covered with goose bumps.
Your hands run slowly and softly down my spine until they reach the roundness of my ass cheeks. You stroke my globes and, as I spread my legs apart just a bit, you rub your finger along my bum crack and circle the brown pucker of my anus. Your finger is moistened with your saliva and as you circle my anal ring, I move slightly back until I can feel the tip of your slim finger slide past my relaxed sphincter. This is what I have been dreaming about ever since we started communicating via the net and then moved onto online chats several days a week. Even though I had to use my office computer over my noon hours - my wife could never know - I have always become hard as a rock as we take you to a satisfying climax. That has been such a turn on but now is the acid test; can we do this in person as well?
Your finger is slowly stroking its way deeper into my warm and welcoming ass and my cock is starting to grow harder. I feel your lips as they trace a line from the back of my left ear down across my shoulder and then up to my neck. You breathe into my ear in passing, "I want you to reach down and stroke yourself for me"
My hand finds my now fully erect shaft and tightens around it. I reach to the tip to gather some of my precum to use as a lubricant and then lightly stroke my cock as you instructed. This is turning out to be very erotic and my fears about my ability to get an erection in this, my first tryst, appear to be for naught. I lean my head back and find your strong shoulder as I turn my face part way around to seek your lips in our first kiss. As we brush lips for the first time, I feel an electricity pass through my inner most self as I exchange the most intimate of kisses with my first man!
You finger slides slowly from my ass and I moan softly with the feeling of emptiness. You turn me in your arms and for the first time I see your naked body before me. Although you have more hair on your body than I do, my fingers reach out to stroke and find how soft it is; not at all what I expected by your description. You are a little huskier than I and your cock is thicker as it stands proudly from your shaven crotch. I reach out and tentative hold your shaft in one hand as I cup your clean-shaven heavy balls in the other. I have only touched myself in this intimate way and have only dreamed what another man would feel like.