In the semi darkness of the room, I really couldn't see Williams face. Maybe that was a good thing. I mean, I just sucked off another guy, without asking, while he was asleep. Or I started while he was asleep.
He said nothing, but after a few moments, his hands slid away from my head. With the taste of his cum still in my mouth, I pulled away, rose a bit, and rolled over onto my back. I pulled the covers up on me. "William, I...ummmm..."
"We'll talk later, OK?" he said.
Well, at least he didn't beat me or attack me. I rolled over onto my side, facing away from him, still very conscious of the fact that my bare naked ass was facing him, my cock stuck straight out in front of me, still hard and dripping pre-cum, and I was licking my lips clean of the remaining traces of his cum on my lips.
I managed to fall asleep, still wrestling in my mind with what I had just done.
I awoke in the morning, to the sounds of William showering. I could very faintly smell cum, probably a little that was left on my upper lips from last night.
I laid there in bed, still naked, listening to the sounds from the bathroom. How was I going to handle this? What kind of reaction was I going to get from William? I heard the water turn off, then more water sounds, maybe the sink?
After maybe 7 or 8 minutes, the bathroom door opened. I looked toward the door as William entered the sleeping area, towel around his waist. I watched him going through his suitcase, pulling out clothing.
He said nothing.
Well, I might as well shower, then we can talk. I got out of bed, grabbed my towel, and went in to shower. The warm water felt good, washing the sweat from last night's activity off me. Lathering myself up, my erection began to return. I stroked it a few strokes, then stopped. I was horny, but for some reason, I didn't feel like jerking off.
I finished my shower, shaved, brushed my teeth, and exited the bathroom.
Entering the sleeping area, I saw I was alone. William was gone. His suitcase and clothes were still here, but he was gone. This didn't look good.
I had fucked up majorly. We had been good acquaintances, but in the middle of the night, thinking with my little head, I'd fucked up.
I hope he didn't make too much of a scene. I hoped I wouldn't lose my job. I hoped I wouldn't ruin my marriage.
After I finished dressing, I grabbed my papers and went down to grab something to eat. The company had provided pastries, bagels, etc., for breakfast, along with juices, tea and coffee.
I took some tea, grabbed a pastry, and looked for William. Hmm. Nowhere in sight, alright, I saw some others that I knew from previous years meetings and sat with them, idle chit chat, the usual, until it was time for the meetings to begin.
Things were set up so we rotated every couple of hours between presentations, geared to our particular areas of expertise, and, to a lesser degree, our interests. I walked into the first room, and did not see William. I sat down, and the presentation began shortly.
After we were done, there was a break for more pastries, and coffee, tea, whatever, before the next session. I looked around, but didn't see William. As I finished getting my tea, I saw William enter the room. He saw me, and looked away quickly. I sat down at a small table by myself, keeping half an eye on William. He finished looked around, and went and sat at a table with a man and woman sitting there, and began talking with the,
The next session was ready to begin, and I noted that William had already entered, and was sitting between two other people. I sat a few rows behind him, over his left shoulder.
As the session ran its course, listening to the presenter drone on about whatever it was he was talking about, (good thing we weren't going to be tested later) I was watching William. I'd not really looked that much at him, but I noticed now that he was a fairly good looking guy, not that I was into guys, as such, and that he possessed what we used to refer on girls, back when I was in High School, as "cocksucker lips", you know, nice thick lips that we thought would feel great wrapped around our cocks.
I couldn't tell you much about the presentation, I was too busy running different scenarios through my mind about what we were going to say to each other, how much trouble I was in, (I was fucked) what was going to happen.
Oh yeah, and I had half a hard on, thinking about last night. What had I done to myself?
As the presentation wrapped up, I maneuvered my way toward William. As I closed in next to him, I asked "William? Can we eat together?"
He turned, "Yeah sure, I guess so, not a problem."
We walked, like a bunch of sheep, towards the restaurant for lunch.
It was nice spread they put out for us, we ended up sitting at a table with six others, the talk was mostly about the mornings presentations, blah, blah, blah. We didn't have a chance to discuss anything that went on last night, but at least William seemed normal, or as normal as I'd known him to be.
The rest of the afternoon went as expected, until dinner time. I asked William if I could take him to dinner, instead of eating the company provided meal, just to discuss things.
He looked a little uncertain, but then said "Yeah, I guess we'd better talk"
Our conference center was in an area filled with bars and restaurants, so we walked until we found a venue that suited us both. We went in, and were seated at a booth in the back. The waiter appeared, and we both ordered something to drink, iced tea for me, a Manhattan for William.
We didn't speak until our drinks were delivered, we both ordered steaks, and the waiter left us.
"Look, William," I began, "About last night. I was out of line, I know it. If you'd like, I'd be happy to find another room, or another hotel to stay in. I'm sorry about what happened."
He looked at me. "How can you say that, sorry about what happened? You were wide awake when you touched me, sucked me. I didn't know you liked guys, or I probably would've switched rooms' last night, I am not homosexual."
"Calm down, I know. I'm not queer either. It was just something that happened. I woke up, you were spooned against me, and your erection was rubbing my ass. I got hard, horny, I wasn't thinking about what I was doing, I just acted. I'm sorry"
"You can keep saying you're sorry, but nothing changes. We had homosexual sex. You sucked my cock. Swallowed my cum."
He looked somewhat distressed, but yet, there was something...
"I will go back to my room, pack, and leave you, find another hotel to stay in. We'll just finish our meal, OK?"
"Oh..let me try to figure things out OK? We'll eat dinner, something will pop up."
We chatted about different things, the job, our families, totally avoiding the sex thing. I got the impression that he was confused or hesitant about something, but couldn't quite put my finger on it.
After dinner, on the way back to the hotel, William stopped on the sidewalk, looked at me, and said "Tell me honestly...are you queer or not?"
Looking him right in the eyes, I replied "Absolutely not. 100% straight. As in like an arrow."
