I drive up to the hotel. I'm so nervous that I nearly take out a lamppost with my bumper as I'm parking. Walking in, I pass the desk. Does the guy behind the counter know why I'm here? Does he care? Where the hell is the elevator? There. Now, what floor did he say it was? Room 314. Button three. Damn, my hands are shaking. Ok, you've done this before. Just like the last two times. Knock on the door, say hello, and walk in. Here it is, 314. Do I do it? Hell, you came this far, and it isn't the first time. But this time there will be a woman. Will that make it easier? He said they wanted to share a bi guy. Is that what I am? Am I bi? Well, bi-curious, sure. Two guys HAVE sucked me off. And I did put the first guy's cock in I mouth, even if just for a few moments. Knock, knock. Hell, I AM doing this!
There he is. What did he say his name was? Hell, it doesn't matter. Just a pair of boxers. I guess he's ready.
I walk in and there she is. Damn, she's hot! Crap, he's looking at my crotch. He sees it. Does he think it is for him? Well, I guess it is, a bit. I did say you'd play with both of them.
Hellos all around. No, I don't want something to drink. Would I like to get undressed. Oh, yes, that IS why I'm here. He reaches for my shirt. No thanks, I got it. Yes, I am hairy. Thank you, I can get my pants, too.
Standing with my cock at attention in front of this couple, I suddenly feel like a piece of meat. She asks if SHE can watch her husband go down on me. I say yes, and before I know it, he's got my cock half way down his throat. He's done this before, it seems.