After my hot session with Jim, I was lounging in my hotel room. I pulled on a pair of boxer briefs and stretched out on the couch. I guess still in the afterglow of that hot fuck. I was drained but very satisfied as I relaxed. I was caressing my own body thinking about how hot it had been and I guess I sought of dozed or just faded away.
Suddenly I realized there was a tapping at the door. I was sought of startled, not sure exactly what time it was, how long I had been out or what or even where I was. Suddenly, my brain kicked into gear and I remember I was in the hotel and I jumped up. There was someone knocking at the door to the room.
I opened the door to see this hot drink of water filling the frame. It was the Mediterranean guy I had seen at the pool in the afternoon. He was very solidly built with broad shoulders. He stood maybe 5 foot 10 inches as he was slightly shorter than me. He was fully dressed, maybe he was on his way to dinner, but I still could make out the solid build and see a few wisps of his hairy chest reaching up to the open collar on his shirt.
I just stood there like a fool, admiring this hot guy. I hope my mouth was not hanging open.
"I'm Lorenzo," he said with a slight accent. He was Italian and even something as simple as that sounded sexy. There must have been a pregnant pause before he finally added, "Jim's friend."
I was still taken aback, or maybe still lost in the instant fantasy of this hot guy at my door. I stammered something like, "Ah, yes, ok," not sure what to say or why he was there.
"I think these are yours," he said as he held up my shorts. I remember that Jim had left in my shorts and said I would get them back. It seemed sort of odd that Lorenzo had them. Was he returning them? Did he know about my fuck with Jim? I awkwardly said "Thanks" and took them from him not sure what else to say or do. We just stood there looking at each other. My mind was racing, remembering more and more details of my encounter with Jim. I hope I did not leave any telltale marks? Why was this guy here? Was I supposed to say thanks and close the door or invite him in or .....?
Suddenly, I realized he was taking in the view in front of him. As I said I was not bad looking. My body was firm and well defined. I was standing there is just a pair of tight black boxer briefs. My cock had yet to react to the situation, but there must have been a nice bulge all the same.
Still we just stood there looking at each other.
Lorenzo took a step forward and uncertain I stepped back. He took another step forward and now was fully in the room. He closed the door. I was not sure if he was glaring at me or .... I struggled to figure out what was next.
"Look I just met Jim at the pool," I blurted out. Maybe he was mad at me over Jim? Maybe he had seen Jim leaving my room?
"I know all about it....he says you are one hot fuck!" and with that Lorenzo grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him. While my mind was still processing it, he started to kiss me. This was not like Jim who had been tentative at first. Lorenzo was more forceful and dominate. He pressed up tight against me. Our hot bodies in an embrace with our lips locked. His arms were behind me pushing me tight against his hot body. Instantly my cock began to respond stuffing my briefs.
Don't ask me how it happened because the next think I knew he was already out of his clothes. He had unbuttoned his shirt and his hairy chest was exposed. He had a deep mat of black hair across his chest, all around his nipples and coming to a V and a trail descending down the middle past his belly button and to his waistline.
He pushed me down onto his chest where I eagerly began licking his hair and playing with his nipples. They were not as large and prominent as Jim's plus they were almost lost in the in a mat of hair. Still he seemed to be enjoying my tongue work.