A few weeks later, the football team was playing in the North. They normally went on the supporter's coach, but it was leaving at 5 am. They decided to make a weekend of it and booked a Premier Inn, close to the ground. Taking Friday off work, the journey took six hours. They checked in and found the room had a double bed, not twins as requested. Too tired to complain, they had a pub meal, a couple of beers, and turned in.
Back at the hotel, Ben kicked off his trainers, lay on the bed, flicking through the TV channels. Al had a shower, coming back into the room, drying his hair, he laid naked on the bed next to his buddy. He leaned over and kissed Ben on the cheek. Ben turned and they kissed on the lips.
Al put his hand behind Ben's head and kissed him more passionately. Their lips parted and their tongues met. Al broke off to see Bens' reaction fearing he'd just ruined a lifelong friendship. Ben's reaction was to kiss again, tongues duelling, Al ran his hand over Ben's chest, felt his hard nipples, and slid his hand over his abs, down the treasure trail and onto his buddy's hardening cock. Breaking from the embrace, Ben showered, coming back smelling sweet, his hard penis leading the way.
Carrying on, they cuddled again and were soon stroking one another. All the pent-up subconscious yearning melted away. Al kissed his way down Ben's torso, through his pubes. He cupped his balls and ran his tongue round the head and up and down the shaft, before swallowing it. Sucking on it, it didn't take long for Ben to fill Al's mouth with his juices.
They kissed, cum mixing with saliva. Ben returned the favour, copying his friend, tasting another man's semen for the first time. They cuddled, spooning together and fell asleep. It had been a long day.
