The Convention 01

I arrived as scheduled. I introduced myself to the desk clerk, was given my key, and was told my contact would be getting in touch with me shortly. I went to my room, unpacked, and put everything away. Myles, my contact, called shortly after, and said, "If you are prepared, I am available to discuss the arrangements with you. I'll meet you at the desk in the lobby, if that's okay. I want you to call me for anything at all that you need during your stay with us."

I told Myles I'd see him in a few minutes. When I met Myles, I saw a man who takes care of himself, maybe Mexican, shaved head, six foot, about 180 pounds, thin but with defined muscles. By the way, he was checking me out, and I think he approved, too. We headed for the event space. When we entered, it was being set up and he let me see the layout of the room as we talked.

Myles asked me if I wanted to have lunch with him. I agreed, as he told me he knew the best place; also, we could talk about the meeting room details. We ate and discussed the venue. We finally finished with the details of the room.

Myles asked me, "So, tell me about yourself."

I told him, "I joined the highway patrol fifteen years ago. I am on a special assignment right now. We are working to bring in new blood."

About this time, Myles's cell phone rang. He excused himself and he said he'd be right back. He returned, saying he had a fire to put out back at work and that lunch was on him. As we walked, Myles told me there was a gym that hotel guests could use and a pool on site, if I wanted to use it. I could just tell them at the gym desk that Myles had sent me.

I decided I'd hit the gym. I had just stowed myself in the gym locker and Myles texted me saying, "The fire was a tiny one. I saw you leaving with your bag. Do you want some company?"

I texted him back, "Sure, come on, I just got here! Your company will be great."

Myles replied, "BRT, got to grab my bag. I keep one here at work."

I started with a warmup, waiting for Myles to get there. About the time I was done with my warmup, he walked through the door. He headed for the locker room, reappearing a few minutes later, ready to go. I started loading up a bar with five forty-five-pound plates. Myles did the other side for me. I lay back as he stepped up, placing his palms under the bar, just in case.

I pumped out twelve reps and racked the weight. I waited thirty seconds and repeated two more times. After my three, I got up. Myles stepped up to the bar and removed two of the forty-fives, as I did the same on the other side for him. He lay back and knocked out his set. We were off to a good start. We continued with six different sets at different places. We finished up with a slow jog; we were sweating profusely.

We headed for the locker room, but the showers were packed. Myles said, "We can head to my place. I got a pool and a huge shower."

"Sounds good to me, show me the way!"

We walked out, side by side, and Myles turned down between two buildings as he said taking the alleys was faster. As we walked, we talked, getting more acquainted. We finally popped out at Myles's house.

As we entered, he said, "I got a shower here in the house, or there's one outside. They are both completely private. Let's use the outside one and we can swim, too."

"You live here, you're the boss," I replied. "Let's do it!"

Myles went to a closet and grabbed a couple of towels and rags. I took them from him and he got some bodywash. He led the way, and I followed him. When we got outside, he looked at me, saying, "Gimme your workout gear, and I'll throw our stuff in the washer."

We stripped down and I handed him my clothes. When he reached for them, he checked me out, saying, "Damn, knew you'd be built and hung."

While Myles took care of the clothes, he asked me to get us a beer from the fridge. I returned at about the same time as him, and handed him his beer.

He stepped up to me, took my cock in his hand, saying, "I bet you can take care of business with this big cock."

I leaned down to Myles. "I've never had any complaints about my skills; you looking to try it out?"

Myles smiled, and took my hand leading me outside. He turned on the shower and tossed me a rag and body wash. He stepped under the shower, too, and we started washing. I stepped up to him as he started bathing me and I bathed him.

We got done and headed for the pool. I dove in and swam several laps, as Myles joined me. I lay back on the built-in lounger, as Myles straddled me, and sat down on my lap, facing me. He leaned down and kissed me as I reached around him and pulled him in tightly. He kissed me hard, sucking my tongue, and groaned.

I sat up and took his cheeks in my hand. I stood, as he held on to my neck, and I said, "I think we need to carry this to the gazebo after we get dried off."

I let Myles slide down until his feet hit the cement. He got us a towel and we started drying each other off. After we finished, Myles took my hand and led me to the gazebo. He turned me around with my back to the lounge bed, pushed me backwards, crawled up onto me, and kissed me.

He slid down, kissing my nipples and tracing his tongue over my abs. He moaned, as he got to my navel, running his tongue in and cleaning it out. Then he held my cock up and kissed the head, sucking just the tip into his mouth. He pulled back and looked up at me, saying, "Your cock is so good."

I rubbed the side of his head. "Thank you so much, Myles-- get busy. Don't forget about my balls, either."

I left my hand in place on Myles's head, as he bobbed up and down, taking more and more of my cock into his mouth. I rubbed his cheeks; he looked up at me and groaned, as he bobbed on my cock. Myles pulled up and kissed the tip of my cock, saying, "I thought your cock would be good, but I didn't know it would be fantastic."

Myles took the head back in his mouth and went down, until he couldn't take any more. Myles had about seven-and-a-half fat inches in his mouth, and had another two inches to go.

I lifted his chin, and asked, "Myles, do you want me to help you?"

He looked at me and tried to nod his head yes. I took his head in my hands and started to fuck his face, forcing Myles to take more and more, finally getting my whole cock in his mouth and throat. He took my fat, black cock to my balls.

I got a handful of hair on his head, and told him to slide back; I followed and stood in front of him, with him on his knees. I started fucking his face using my handful of hair as leverage; Myles groaned, letting me use his mouth and throat as I wanted.

As I filled his throat, I could feel it working the length of my cock. I fucked his throat faster and faster, as he stayed right there. I held him down and said, "I am fixing to cum and I am going to paint your face. You will face me and not move."

I covered his face in my cum, from forehead to chin. I told Myles to stay there and got my phone. I stood there and had Myles hold my cock as I stood in front of him, with his face covered with cum.

I sat down and started pushing my cum into Myles's mouth. When I finished, I told Myles to leave my cum on his face until I told him to remove it. I lay back on the lounger and Myles crawled up to me, lying on my chest. Myles lay there and talked to me.

After we had lain there for a while, Myles said he was hungry. He said he didn't cook much, but he did have some hamburgers and hotdogs. I told him the hotdogs sounded good to me. He went in, got the food, and came back out with it to the grill; he also had aprons to protect us from the grill.

We got the grill going and were getting our food ready, when somebody appeared at the patio door, and surprised us both.

He said, "I am so sorry, I didn't know you were here with company. There was a package left for you and I just used my key to bring it in."

Myles was looking at me, and said, "This is my friend and neighbor, Trevor, T for short. He's a great guy."

I stepped up, and said to T, "Any friend of Myles, is a friend of mine."

Myles stepped in and told T it was time for him to go. T apologized and backed out quickly. Myles handed me the tongs and headed inside, coming back with a couple of beers and some chips. When he returned, I was dressing the hotdogs. He said he wanted his with everything so I made two.

I set them on plates, and he put some chips on them. We sat at the poolside table and ate. When we finished, Myles came to me and sat on my knee, kissing me. He looked at me, saying, "I think we need to move to the bedroom, we'll be a lot more comfortable."

Myles stood and went to the refrigerator, got us each a beer, and headed down the hall. I followed him into the bedroom; he turned to face me, and handed me my beer. We both took big swigs, as I stepped up to him. I took his beer and set them down on the bedside table.

I crawled into the bed; Myles followed. As we lay on our sides facing each other, Myles threw his leg over my side and dropped my hand to his ass, palming it and rubbing my fingertips over his hole. I brought my fingers up to Myles's mouth, and he sucked them.

I dropped them back down to his puckered hole, slipping one finger in, as Myles moaned deeply. I swirled my finger around, and reached to the table for some lube. Myles took it from me and squirted a big glob on my fingers. I dropped my fingers back to his hole and pushed two inside. I worked them as Myles groaned, saying he loved what I was doing.

He pulled my mouth to his, kissing me and sucking on my tongue. I pulled out the two fingers, added a third, and pushed them back in. Myles gasped and held my mouth to his, kissing me hard.

I got the lube, and told Myles, "Open your hand and get my big, black cock lubed up, and lube your ass."

Myles did as told, as I placed his ankles on my shoulders and I lined up my cockhead with his sweet, puckered hole. He coated my cock well and then his hole. I pushed and Myles yelled as his hole opened around my cockhead. I took his ankles in my hands and pushed them toward Myles, as he groaned.

I felt Myles relax and I started pushing again. I told him, "Jack your cock, I want to feel you cum with my cock balls deep in your ass."

I started pushing more, until I was balls deep, and he jacked his cock. He went faster and faster, as I went as deeply as possible. Myles was yelling as I pounded his ass, and he continued to jack his cock. He started to cum as I did, too. I filled his sweet ass with my cum.

I let Myles's legs go, as he wrapped them around me, and pulled me to kiss him. I lay down on top of him, and rolled us to our sides, with my cock softening inside him.

He laid his head on my arm, looking at me. "You are awesome. Meeting you has been fantastic. I have never been with such a great lover and just all-around studly guy."

"You are just being nice," I answered, "I loved meeting you and hanging out with you, too, Myles." I lay back on my back, pulling my soft cock out.

Myles snuggled in closer to me, resting his head on my chest. "I know you have things to do. I think we need to get a shower and get cleaned up."

Myles rolled out of the bed, I threw my legs around and over the edge. He reached out to me and pulled me up. I pulled him to me and kissed him as I scooped him up in my arms and headed for the shower. I got us into the master shower and stood Myles up. He reached forward and turned on the water.

I grabbed a rag and soap and started lathering it up. Myles took the rag from me and starting from the top of my head, bathed me to the bottom of my feet. When he finished, I bathed him.

When I was done, he stepped to me and threw his arms around my neck, pulling my mouth down to his. I pulled back, saying to Myles, "If we go any further, I'll never get back to my room."

"You know, you could just get your clothes and stay here."

As much as I wanted to, I had to decline. Myles stepped out of the shower and got us towels. When we finished drying off, Myles headed to the dryer to get my workout wear. We got dressed and I told Myles I had to get back to the hotel. He said he would see me later.

Myles stepped up to me and kissed me. He pulled back and gave me directions back. I got my bag and headed for the door. As I stepped out the door, T was walking by.

He stopped and smiled at me, saying, "It was nice meeting you. If you can't get what you need from Myles, I am sure I can help you out. Let me use your phone and I'll put my contact info in. I am also going to send a text to my phone, so I can add you."

I handed him my phone, and told him as he did it, "I might just have to take you up on that, T."

T handed me my phone, stepped up to me, and hugged me. I headed back to the hotel and got back to my room. I pulled on a pair of khakis and a polo, and headed down to the meeting room. I was walking around checking everything out as Myles came in. We both agreed that the setup was excellent.

As we walked around, I told Myles I had some calls I needed to make, so I headed for my room. He told me he might see me later. We separated and went our different ways. I spent the next couple of hours taking care of things for tomorrow. I finally got done and decided to head out to this little sub shop near the hotel. I ate and headed back to the hotel, when I saw Myles entering the building.

I told him, as he walked with me, "I'm fixing to turn in."

He replied, "You can stay with me if you'd like."

"I'm afraid we wouldn't get much rest if I did that, Myles."

He pulled me into an alcove, kissed me. "You are right about that. I'll see you in the morning, big boy."

Morning came early and I got dressed. Myles texted, asking if I was ready. I told him I was almost ready, to come up and help me out. He knocked on the door shortly, and I opened it for him, asking him to pick me out a tie. He got one, put it on me, and tied it. I pulled him to me and kissed him.

I stepped to the door, I didn't want to keep them waiting and or be late. I walked in, introduced myself and we got started. The day moved on until noon. Lunch was delivered, as I moved around the room, chatting up the attendees. I came up to one young man, and he asked, "Sir, do you remember me?"

I took his hand, and said, "Evan, I certainly do. It is nice to see you."

I continued around the room. After everyone had eaten, we got back to business. The afternoon went well. After the day ended, I headed for the restaurant where I got the last table. As I was trying to decide from the menu, Evan walked in alone. I called him over and asked if he wanted to sit with me.

He sat down, and said, "This will probably take a while. I am staying at my grandparents' place, just out of town. Why don't we go there and I'll make you a good meal."

I replied, "That sounds good to me, but you really don't have to."

He answered, "I know sir, but I love to cook!"

As I got up, Evan did also, but looked at me. "I rode my motorcycle. Why don't you drive and I'll ride with you."

"That sounds good, but I need to get my keys and while I'm there, I want to change clothes," I said.

As we walked, we talked. I opened the door to my room for him and I went into the bedroom as he sat down. As I changed, we talked. I changed into jeans, boots, and a button-down shirt. We went to the garage and I opened the passenger door on my truck and he stepped up on the running board, as I checked out that sweet ass. I got in and started up as he put in the address on the GPS.

As we talked, he told me there was a caretaker at the property, that his grandparents had passed away a couple of years ago, and that it was currently vacant, but he had come up early and shopped and cleaned. As we drove, we finally got there. We rolled up to the cutest farmhouse.

As we exited the truck, the caretaker was coming out of the barn. He walked up and hugged Evan. After he hugged Evan, he came over to me and asked me if I was Evan's new boyfriend.

Evan jumped in, blushing, to beat the band, "No, he's not Chuck. He's giving the seminar."

Chuck smiled. "Well, me and my big mouth. I hope you two have a really good evening. He always was the teacher's pet."

Chuck got in his truck and left, as we went into the house. We entered and went to the kitchen. Evan asked if I liked spaghetti, and I said I did. He told me his grandma had taught him to cook. I sat down and watched as he made quick work of preparing the meat sauce.

He was trying to reach a pot that was high on a shelf. I hopped up and walked up behind him to reach the pot for him.

He inhaled. "Sir, you smell so good."

"Evan, thank you."

I sat back down as he turned to face me. Evan said he had some wine and beer, offering them to me. I told him I would take some wine; he poured some for both of us. We talked as the noodles cooked. When the noodles were done, I stood to offer my help.

As he plated, I placed it on the dining room table; I also topped off our wine glasses. Evan turned off the stove and came to the table. I slid his chair under him. We started eating, and it was so good. Evan told me he wanted the job in the kitchen at the restaurant, but there were none open right now.

After we finished eating, Evan topped off our glasses and he headed out the front door to the porch. He sat down on the front steps and I sat beside him.

He looked at me. "You know when I saw you at the restaurant, I had to make a deal with the girl who was supposed to be your waitress."

I smiled. "Well I sure hope I was worth all the effort."

Evan stood, smiled, and sat on my lap, saying, "I'm going to find out tonight."

I pulled his mouth to mine and kissed him hard. Evan groaned, as he stood. He took my hand and led me into the house and back to the bedroom. He stood in front of me and unbuttoned my shirt, pushing it off, kissing my big nipples, and licking down over my abs as he knelt.

He dropped to his knees and reached up to the top button and started undoing them, one by one. I dropped my hands to his head, as I raised one foot. He placed a hand behind my heel and pulled off one boot, then did the other one, and next came off my socks.

I placed my hands under Evan's armpits and pulled him up. I kissed Evan and dropped my hands to his sides, grabbing his polo shirt, pulling it up and over his head. I placed my thumbs at the top of his zipper and dragged my nails up to his middle chest and then over to his nipples.

Evan shivered and groaned, as I worked his nipples tweaking and twisting them. I dropped my hands back to his waist, opened his belt, and unbuttoned his pants. I ran my hands down his side and back to his ass. I ran my hands down over his ass into his pants and underwear, taking an ass cheek in each big hand.

I said, "Look at me. Lose the shoes. Take your hands, push your pants and underwear down."

Evan did as told, and lifted each foot to remove them. He went to kick them off and I grabbed his pants with one hand. I took the buckle and end of the belt in one hand and grabbed the other end with the other hand. I used the belt to pull Evan to me and kissed him deeply.

I slid the belt from under his cheeks up over his ass past his waist and up his back. I pressed my hands together making the belt bulge out and snapped them apart making the belt snap like a whip. Evan gasped and groaned loudly. I dropped the belt and grabbed a cheek in each hand, lifting him to me, mouth to mouth.

Evan wrapped his legs around me, hooking his ankles behind my back. I dropped my hands to his ass again, palming the little cheeks. I pulled his cheeks open and brushed my fingertips over his puckered hole. He gasped again and moaned.

I let Evan stand and I lay back in the bed. Evan crawled in between my legs facing my cock. He opened his mouth and took just my cockhead in his mouth. He suckled on it as he groaned, and worked on it, up and down, taking more and more. I reached down and stroked his cheek, as he sucked my dick.