I spent the day at the conference events. I could feel the events of the night before in my ass. Every time I moved my anus reminded me what had happened, and every time I remembered what had happened my cock got a little harder. In one particularly dull session my mind wandered, and I got fully erect and had to think of something else very quickly before I had to stand up.
I received a few messages from Dan during the day. Again, each time I received one my cock jumped. His messages were short and crude. "You look so hot covered in cum", "Can't wait to use your mouth and ass again tonight", "do you want to fuck some ass or are you a total bottom?"
I'm pretty sure one of my fellow delegates saw that last one. She was in her 50's and looked shocked! I was extremely embarrassed and took myself to another area of the hall.
The evening was a networking session with drinks and nibbles. Very dull. I did a round of the important people, then hung back at an empty table, checking my phone regularly for any messages from Dan. I didn't receive anything from him.
I was joined by 3 guys. We got to chatting and I quickly realised they were gay. This realisation was followed by a series of thoughts running through my head.
"My gaydar is getting better."
"Probably because of all the gay sex."
"Am I showing up on their Gaydar's now?"
"Do they all know I've been fucked somehow?"
"Can every gay guy just tell?"
I was beginning to worry that I now had a beacon above me alerting all the gays that my ass was available, when they said nice to meet you and walked off. They were just doing the networking thing same and me. There was nothing deeper about it lol.
Safe in the knowledge that there was not some magical connection between gays, and because it was nearing 9pm, I texted Dan to check if he was still coming. No reply.
The event closed down. There were still people hanging around the hotel bar, but now that the free booze had ended most people had left. I figured I would do the same. Dan still had not read the message I sent. My plan was I would go to my room, get showered and clean, then if I still had not heard from him, I would just go to bed. I was pretty tired from the late night and early morning sex, not to mention the long conference day. It wouldn't be bad if he didn't message back or show up.
After my shower, I checked my phone. Message had been read but not answered. Fine I thought I'm shattered I need some sleep. So, I text him again "I'm really tired tonight, going to bed early, hopefully see you tomorrow."
He responded immediately "ok see you tomorrow."
Bastard, I thought to myself. He was never going to come. I lay naked in bed thinking it all through. Urgh, he's had sex with lots of men, fucking me was probably not a big thing for him. I'm just another "straight" guy that he's managed to conquer. He's not giving it a second thought, and now I'm laid here disappointed that he's not coming round to "make me" suck his dick and give up my ass again.
It was with these thoughts in my head that I finally drifted off to sleep.
Turns out I was wrong.
I woke up to a knocking at the door. I looked at my phone, 2am. I pulled on a robe and went to open the door. Dan was stood there with his sexy grin. Just woken up, I was in a daze and said, "what are you doing here?'
"I said see you tomorrow and it's tomorrow!" Dan laughed.
With that he pushed past me and walked into the room. "This is Jared, my boyfriend" nodding his head back to the doorway.
There was a guy stood there, around 6 feet, slim, with blonde hair.
"I've heard so much about you" he smiled as he too walked into my room closing the door behind him. "He is cute" he said loudly to Dan.