It was a 3 day conference and I met Steve, I failed to mention his name in the first story, on the first day of the conference.
I sat through all the boring ass seminars that we had to go to, and the mindless meetings that we had, and all I could think of was what had happened the night before. How could it be that I had gay sex with a man that I had just met. What the fuck was going on?? I pretty much had an erection the whole day. As soon as that day was over, I grabbed my stuff and headed over to the bar. I went in and some of the guys from the night before were there, but Steve wasn't there yet. I asked the bartender and he told me he usually gets in around 5:30 and it was 5. I had a beer while I waited for him to show up. Apparently he had told some of the other guys about the fact we had sex the night before because some of them walked past me and kind of chuckled. One guy actually came up and said, "So, I hear Steve proved you wrong last night!"
I was kind of embarrassed by this but then I figured what the heck, I don't actually know any of these guys and other than this week, I'll probably never see them again, so I smiled back and said, "Yeah, turns out I was wrong, I DO like cock!"
At 5:30 on the dot, Steve came in the bar, walked up and planted a big kiss on my lips. We headed upstairs to his place and he said he was going to jump in the shower, he asked if I cared to join him. Shit, I was naked before he was. I have showered with men before, but it was in the service and in high school gym class, but I have never showered with a guy where we washed each other! He stood behind me and lathered up my back, and then he slid his hands around to the front and washed me from behind. I could feel his cock pressed up against my ass as he was soaping up my front. He slid his hand down and gave my cock a good scrubbing. It was as hard as a rock in no time. Then it was my turn to do the same for him, and I too pressed my cock up against his ass as I was washing him down.