I was 34 and in Vegas for a few days. I was browsing Grindr and connected with Sam. He was staying at Planet Hollywood, and as I was at a nearby hotel agreed to meet him at his hotel for drinks at the bar.
When I arrived I saw Sam at the corner of the bar, he was younger than me, probably in his mid twenties. He had dark black hair, and a big belly. Sam was 3-4 inches taller than me and much heavier. We talked and got to know each other a bit, and Sam eventually invited me up to his room.
As we stood in the elevator, I felt extremely nervous, excited at the prospect of fucking a complete stranger. The elevator arrived and he stepped out leading me to his room. Once inside he shut the door and bent over to kiss me. He told me he was very happy to have such a cute guy in his room tonight.
Sam wasted no time, he pulled at my shirt yanking it above my head and off of me to reveal my chest. He ran his hand along my chest and over my nipples. He spent time massaging my nipples through his thick fingers. Gently pulling on them as he caressed me.
I could feel my pants tighten. He ran his hands down my chest to the bulge in my pants. He just smiled as his hand came to rest on my swollen dick that was pulsating beneath my pants.
Sam led me to the bed where he sat down and unzipped my jeans while I stood in front of him. Slowly he pulled them down and past my feet until they laid on the floor. I was now standing in front of Sam with mothing on except a red jockstrap.
