The following is a work of fiction. All characters are over the age of twenty one years.
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He was the host in the hotel restaurant near the convention center. Early twenties and very cute. Dark curly hair, incredible smile, about five seven and slightly built. Exactly my type. Shaking off the rain from my coat I approached the host to be seated for dinner.
"Just you?" He asked.
"Flying solo tonight." I said. "A window seat if possible and a vodka screwdriver." The view of the river would be welcoming after a day wandering the convention complex.
"Follow me please." He said softly but brightly.
I sat and thanked him warmly. He seemed to like the attention. Good. I needed to de-stress in a certain way and this guy just might be the solution to my needs.
My table afforded me a view of the river and, due to my choice of seat, a view of the host station. I ordered my usual drink and watched the host as he greeted and seated guests. Putting the object of my lust aside I stared out the window watching the rain fall silently into the river.
"Sir?" A voice said. "Your drink."
It was the host. His eyes lingered and he seemed unsure. It was no accident he had brought the drink himself.
"I'm glad you came around. I didn't catch your name." I said.
"Michael." He replied shyly.
"Michael, I'm David." I said. "I stay here often yet have never had the pleasure of meeting you before."
"I just graduated college and am working here until I find something in my field." Michael said.
"Oh, what would that be?" I asked.
"Marketing." Michael replied.
"Well you are in luck." I said. "Here is my card." I neatly wrote my room number on the back and handed it to him. Not wanting to let this little fishy get away i asked him what time he got off work.
"Ten o'clock." Michael replied, smiling.
"Perfect". I replied "Come to my room after you finish here. We can work out the details then."
"Wow, great. Thank you so much." Michael gushed.
I took my time dining and then went up to my room. This was a business trip so I was lodged in a very typical hotel room. Happily, the bath had been recently remodeled and so was rather nice. Stripping down to my briefs I admired the view. A lot of gym time had resulted in a toned, tan and cut reflection. Adjusting my ample package with one hand I smoothed my sometimes unruly wavy chestnut hair with the other. The two attributes the result of fortunate genetic gifts over which I had no control.
I was a Dom with an occasional bi side, usually preferring powerful women who needed a temporary loss of control in their lives. I never took anything. Rather, I simply created a relationship involving a voluntary loss of control by one party. In return my lover might be opened up to experiences they might have otherwise not explored.
My bisexual interest was a penchant for college guys only. Specifically cute college twinks. Most twinks have small cocks which tended to create a fully self imposed submissiveness. The second my Alpha cock sprang free the average twink went full Beta and wanted to be submissive. This was my prediction for Michael if he chose to show up tonight.
Years at a senior sales position helped sharpen my intuition which allowed for better reading of potential playmates. With a combined approach of getting in Michael's horny young head and flat out close physical proximity I felt he could be made needy. The chase would be as exciting as the capture.
I settled into an overstuffed chair typing out a brief plan with a few contacts that might be helpful to Michael as he pursued employment. Hitting save and printing out two copies I stood, stripping off my briefs. Slipping into a pair of pinstripe pajama I again adjusted my package feeling a need for release.
"Big dick problems." I said aloud and chuckled. Just then there was a gentle knock at the door. Shifting my concentration I walked over to the door and looked through the peep hole. As expected there stood Michael holding his coat. I opened the door so eager I forgot I was wearing only PJ bottoms.
"Welcome Michael!" I exclaimed warmly. "Come in, come in!"
Michael smiled sheepishly at my state of undress and entered. His youthful male scent mixed with the scent of cold fresh air swirled in after him.
