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The next morning, the soft, muted light of dawn had long since given way to the brightness of mid-morning, streaming through the balcony curtains of the suite. Rafael stirred in his bed, stretching lazily, blissfully unaware of the time until he instinctively reached for his phone. The moment his eyes locked onto the screen, a jolt of panic shot through him.
“Shit, dude!” he exclaimed, scrambling out of bed. His voice was sharp enough to jolt Wyatt halfway out of sleep.
“What’s happening?” Wyatt mumbled, groggily sitting up and rubbing his eyes. His voice was heavy with confusion, but the urgency in Rafael’s tone cut through his fog.
“We overslept! If we don't hurry, we’re gonna late!” Rafael shouted, crossing the room in a few quick strides to shake Wyatt awake. “Get up, man! We forgot to set the alarm, and we’re gonna miss the first session.”
Wyatt blinked rapidly, his brain struggling to process Rafael’s words. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand, the glowing red numbers confirming their shared disaster. “Dammit!” he cursed, throwing off the covers and swinging his legs over the side of the bed. “Why didn’t we double-check last night?”
“You know why,” Rafael snapped, running a hand through his hair as he paced the room. “We were too busy doing..."he couldn't complete his sentence. "Whatever—just hurry up and get ready.”
The suite erupted into chaos. Wyatt stumbled toward the bathroom, clutching his toothbrush and muttering a string of barely coherent curses. Rafael tore through his suitcase, pulling out a clean shirt and pants, tossing his discarded clothes from the previous day onto the nearest chair.
“You take the bathroom first,” Rafael called out over the sound of running water. “I’ll be quick once you’re done.”
“Forget that,” Wyatt shot back. “We don’t have time for turns. Just get in with me.” Reluctantly, Rafael walked into the bathroom, too focused on their looming disaster to notice Wyatt's ripped, naked body. He jumped in, the warm water hitting his skin. It instantly relaxed him, and he quickly calmed down.
"Don't worry," Wyatt reassured him. "We'll make it." It was then that Rafael looked down, watching the the water trickle down Wyatt's abs. He glanced down further, and saw Wyatt's stiff morning wood. He gasped, Wyatt's hand instinctively moving to grab his Rafael's cock, now half hard.
"Seriously?!" Rafael protested. "Don't you think we should save it for when we have some real time?!" But Wyatt wasn't listening. Rafael's cock was too nice for him to ignore. He reached out, grasping Rafael's cock and tugging it until it was fully hard. Rafael, knowing there was no use fighting, closed his eyes and let Wyatt stroke him to full length. His shaft swelled in Wyatt's hand, thickening rapidly. The bathroom was warm from the hot water, making Rafael's blood flow faster into his dick. As Rafael's hard pole filled up with blood, it began to pulse. The pulse felt good in Wyatt's thick hand. "Fuuuck yeah, dude. Stroke it," he moaned. Rafael let his cock be played with, his hips thrusting his dick through Wyatt's fingers as it grew longer. Wyatt's thumb circled Rafael's leaking cockhead, catching the precum dripping out onto his palm and stroking it around Rafael's shaft. "Goddamn you’re thick," Wyatt whispered into Rafael’s ear, stroking his cock faster.
Rafael's cock was bigger than Wyatt had ever seen before. He was hard-pressed to believe that his friend's dick could even be considered big. It was huge. He was stroking it like it belonged to him. Rafael didn't mind. Wyatt's hand felt perfect around his cock. The water beat down on them, the air thick with steam. Rafael thrust his huge, hard dick through the grip of Wyatt's fist. His cock felt so good as it moved through the firm hold on his shaft. Rafael could feel his heart racing, beating with a desire to shoot a huge load into the shower. "Oh man...oh fuck," Rafael sighed, feeling his dick swelling further in Wyatt’s hand. Wyatt loved Rafael's cock. He loved the way he reacted to it. He loved how Rafael moaned as he pumped his pole. Wyatt had never had a dick feel so right in his hand before. Rafael's cock felt like his own. Wyatt wanted Rafael to cum all over him, and that was exactly what happened. Rafael came. His balls tensed up, drawing close to his body. The pressure built up in his shaft, then suddenly he exploded. Rafael grunted, and shot a massive load onto Wyatt's stomach. Cum splattered down to his cock, and even onto his chest. The stream of cum just kept coming as Rafael moaned loudly, his whole body tensing up. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the torrent of cum stopped. Rafael's dick was still rock-hard, and still spewing out ropes of hot semen.
"Fuck...that was good," Rafael gasped, his chest heaving for breath. The warmth of the water enveloped him in a comforting embrace, leaving him limp and drowsy. Wyatt smiled, his hand stroking Rafael's half-hard cock. Wyatt started to stroke himself, but Rafael had other ideas. He knelt down, the warm water beating down on his hair. He brought Wyatt's cock up to his face. He'd never sucked dick before, but Wyatt had made it feel so good. Rafael knew he had to try it out. He wanted to make Wyatt feel good in return. He looked up at Wyatt, then took the cock in his mouth. His lips surrounded the thick dick, taking the head into his mouth. Rafael's tongue slid around the rim of Wyatt's cockhead, swirling a circle around it.
"Fuck yeah, man! Oh yeah!" Wyatt moaned, his body immediately beginning to tense up. Rafael's mouth was hot and wet, and the tongue moving around Wyatt's cock felt amazing. Rafael sucked Wyatt off, his lips sliding up and down the thick pole.
Rafael swallowed Wyatt's pole, slowly sliding down the thick shaft. He slurped noisily, his mouth working its way down. Wyatt's cock grew in Rafael's mouth, swelling up as he sucked it.
Rafael held the base of Wyatt's dick in his hand, gripping it tightly. With his free hand, he played with Wyatt's balls, stroking them. Wyatt was thrusting into Rafael's mouth now. Rafael wanted more of the dick. He reached back and gripped Wyatt's ass, pulling him deeper. "Mmmph!" Wyatt grunted as Rafael swallowed his cock, deep throating him. Rafael kept sucking, Wyatt's dick pulsing in his mouth. The cock grew bigger. Rafael knew that Wyatt was close. The thick cock twitched, then Wyatt moaned. Wyatt's hand cradled Rafael’s head, his fingers holding onto his hair as he fucked Rafael's face. Wyatt moaned louder as Rafael slurped his cock. His balls started to get tight, as he readied to blow a load of cum. Rafael sensed this, his mouth getting tighter on the cock. Rafael knew Wyatt was on the verge of shooting a load, and he wanted to feel it. Wyatt thrust his cock into Rafael’s mouth, fucking his face until his balls finally let go. "FUCK! YES!" Wyatt moaned, shoving his cock down Rafael's throat as he shot a huge load. Cum spurted into Rafael, hitting the back of his throat. It splattered in his mouth, cum dripping from his lips. Rafael gulped down Wyatt's load, feeling it fill him up and warm him inside. He was still sucking, slurping up Wyatt's cum. Rafael's mouth slid along the cock, taking every bit of cum he could find. He was sucking it all out of Wyatt’s dick.
Wyatt groaned loudly, his muscles tensing up as he came. The warmth of his cum filled Rafael’s mouth. "Oh yeah...oh shit!" he grunted. He felt like he was going to fall over. Wyatt’s whole body was shaking. Cum gushed into Rafael’s mouth as he moaned in pleasure, cumming in his friend's mouth. Rafael was swallowing down the load, making sure to get all the cum.
Rafael moaned around the dick, his tongue swirling around the cockhead to clean it. The dick finally got soft in his mouth, and Rafael pulled it out with a loud slurp. Wyatt looked down at him, panting heavily. "Fuck yeah..." he murmured, a grin spreading across his face. Rafael smiled, wiping cum from the corner of his mouth. He stood up, his half-hard cock pointing straight at Wyatt.
Wyatt finished washing up in record time, hastily towel-drying as Rafael finished cleaning off. By the time they were both halfway presentable, their energy had shifted from panic to hurried determination. They had no time for breakfast, but they could still make it to the conference center on time. Wyatt tossed his blazer on as he grabbed his laptop bag. “Do we have everything? Notebook, badges, pens—oh, crap, my badge!” He darted back to the desk, grabbing the lanyard.
“Got it?” Rafael asked, already halfway out the door.
“Yeah, yeah,” Wyatt replied, jogging to catch up.
They bolted down the hallway, the sound of their hurried footsteps echoing against the walls. As they rode the elevator down to the lobby, Wyatt leaned against the mirrored wall, still catching his breath. “This is not how I wanted to start the day.”
“Same, but I'm not complaining,” Rafael grinned, adjusting his tie one last time. “And hey, at least we’re still on track to make it—barely.”
The elevator dinged, and they burst into the lobby, flagging down a cab as soon as they hit the sidewalk. As they slid into the back seat, Wyatt let out a long sigh. “Okay, no more late nights. Lesson learned.”
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The cab lurched into motion, merging into the morning traffic with a surprising efficiency that neither Wyatt nor Rafael had anticipated. As the city streets blurred past, Wyatt glanced at his phone, double-checking the schedule for the day. “Okay, first session starts in twenty minutes. If this driver keeps up the pace, we might even have time to grab coffee when we get there.”
Rafael raised an eyebrow. “Coffee, huh? After yesterday’s networking lunch, you’re not going for energy drinks this time?”
Wyatt laughed, shaking his head. “Caffeine is essential, but there’s a limit. Besides, We need to be at our best for today. The afternoon’s gonna be packed, and I’m not about to crash in the middle of a panel.”
Rafael smirked. “Good call. I’m still trying to forget your ‘networking with jittery hands’ moment,” Rafael said, recalling how shakey Wyatt was at yesterday's networking lunch.
Wyatt rolled his eyes, but the teasing felt lighter now, a sign of how their friendship had grown over the trip. By the time they arrived at the conference center, the nervous energy from the morning had been replaced with a renewed focus. They handed cash to the driver and stepped out onto the sidewalk, the familiar buzz of the conference atmosphere greeting them once again.
Inside, the energy was palpable. Attendees mingled in clusters, some chatting animatedly while others hovered near the coffee stations, clutching steaming cups as they reviewed their agendas. Wyatt and Rafael made a beeline for the nearest table, grabbing two cups of coffee and quickly scanning their schedule.
“First up,” Wyatt said, taking a cautious sip of his drink, “a panel on sustainable investments in emerging markets. We should definitely split up for the second session, though. There’s one on AI-driven risk analysis that looks promising.”
Rafael nodded, already thinking ahead. “Good idea. I’ll hit the branding and client relations workshop at the same time. Then we meet back for the keynote?”
“Deal.” Wyatt clinked his coffee cup against Rafael’s, their shared enthusiasm masking the lingering tension from their rushed start.
The first panel set the tone for the day, diving into case studies and insights that sparked more note-taking and whispered side comments between the two. They had lunch and then followed their plan, splitting up for the second session. Rafael felt surprisingly nervous to be going without Wyatt, who he'd attended all the conference events with, up until this point.
Throughout the workshop, Rafael's thoughts drifted. His ass still felt just a little sticky from last night, and the thought of Wyatt's jizz inside him got him hard. He recalled what it had felt like, sliding up and down on that thick cock of his...Rafael adjusted himself beneath the table, until his focus was taken back to the task at hand.
When the workshop ended, Rafael was deep in thought, reflecting on what he’d learned. He stepped outside into the lobby, scanning the sea of attendees for Wyatt.
It didn’t take long to spot him, standing by the entrance with a satisfied grin on his face. Wyatt waved as he saw Rafael approaching, looking like he’d just had an epiphany.
“So, how’d the workshop go?” Wyatt asked, bouncing on his heels slightly, his energy still high despite the day’s full schedule.
Rafael sighed, a bit worn out but with a gleam of excitement in his eyes. “It was intense, but good. I feel like I learned a ton. How about you? How was the AI session?”
Wyatt’s grin widened. “It was exactly what I hoped for. Some of the insights on predictive analytics and risk modeling? Mind-blowing. This is gonna change how we approach certain investments, for sure. We’ve got a lot to work with.”
“Good to hear,” Rafael said, matching his friend’s enthusiasm. “Let’s grab a coffee before the keynote. We’re gonna need it.”
They made their way to a nearby café, picking up cups of strong coffee before heading back to the conference center. The crowd inside had thinned a little, but the atmosphere was still vibrant, anticipating the final speaker of the day.
"What're you thinking about?" Wyatt asked him.
"Huh?" Rafael replied.
"I asked what you're thinking about."
"Oh," Rafael paused. He had an embarrassed look on his face. "I was just...thinking about last night," he resigned himself to the truth.
"Oh yeah?" Wyatt raised an eyebrow. "Still having trouble processing it? Look dude, I'm sorry if I pushed you too far. We don't have to do it again If you—"
Rafael cut him off. "No, it's not that. It's just...I can't stop thinking about your dick inside me. It felt so good," Rafael was blushing so much, his face was all red. It seems Wyatt was now, too.
"Oh..." Wyatt said with his own look of embarassment. "Honestly, I couldn't stop thinking about that ass of yours. I could barely focus during the session," he admitted.
"Really?" Rafael asked.
"Dude, are you kidding? Your ass is perfect. It's better than any of the girls I've fucked, that's for sure."
Rafael was blushing even more now, but he went for broke. "Honestly, I kinda want your cock right now," he admitted.
Wyatt looked around, then grabbed their half-full coffee cups and tossed them out. "Follow me," he said. Dutifully, Rafael followed Wyatt into a bathroom, one reasonably secluded from the main lobby. Wyatt checked to see if anyone else was in there, then pulled Rafael into the handicapped stall.
Wyatt clutched Rafael's ass, squeezing it hard and making the other man moan out loud. "I've been wanting this ass again all day," he growled. Wyatt pulled the back of Rafael's pants down, just enough to expose his ass, and pulled down his own fly, pulling out his hard cock.
"We're gonna have to make this quick," Rafael moaned, pulling his own dick out, and facing the stall door.
"Won't be a problem," Wyatt smirked. He aimed his cock towards Rafael's tight asshole, and plunged it in. Wyatt had been fantasizing about this ass all day, and he didn't want to waste a second. His cock slid into Rafael's ass quickly and easily, finding its way to the hilt in a single thrust. Wyatt grabbed Rafael's cock as well.
"Oh yeah, fuck! That feels so good," Rafael groaned, his cock already getting hard in Wyatt's hand. Wyatt started fucking him, moving slowly and deliberately. "Yeah, that's it," Rafael encouraged him. "Right there, man, fuck me. I want that cock in me as deep and as hard as you can. Fuck it into me." Rafael grunted in time with Wyatt's thrusts. "Fuck me, fuck me harder," he gasped. His own dick was leaking precum on Wyatt's hand. Rafael's words spurred Wyatt on. He fucked harder now, driving his dick into Rafael like a piston. Wyatt loved feeling Rafael's ass around his cock. It was so warm, so tight. Wyatt grunted louder, his breath quickening as he neared climax. He didn't want this to end too quickly, so he slowed down. His pace became more deliberate and slow.
"Uggghhhh...fuck yes," Rafael moaned. His cock was pulsing in Wyatt's hand now, leaking out pre-cum. His friend stroked Rafael's cock, still slowly thrusting his own dick in and out. "That's good, oh yeah. Keep it like that. I'm gonna shoot a huge load," Rafael grunted. The slow, deliberate fucking had Rafael on edge. His body was tense, and he knew he wasn't gonna last much longer. He bounced back on Wyatt's shaft while fucking Wyatt's hand with his cock, then let out a low moan. "Oh fuck, I'm so close, dude," Rafael whimpered. "Keep fucking me like that, man."
Suddenly, they heard the door open. Wyatt stopped thrusting and covered Rafael's mouth with his free hand, still buried in his friend's tight muscled bubble butt. Rafael thrust back on Wyatt's cock again, fucking Wyatt's hand harder, even was Wyatt held him still. He needed to cum. The fucking felt too good. Wyatt clutched the other's cock tighter, holding his breath until the bathroom door swung shut again. They breathed a sigh of relief and then resumed their fucking. The reprieve had brought them back from the edge, and Wyatt resumed his deliberate fucking. Rafael groaned and moaned around Wyatt's hand, his own dick leaking out in his friend's grip. After a few minutes, Rafael was tensing up again, ready to shoot a huge load.
"Oh fuck, fuck yes, keep going just like that," Rafael groaned. His dick was rock hard, pulsing in Wyatt's grip now. "Oh fuck, that feels so good, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna for you, Wyatt. Ah yeah, gonna shoot, gonna shoot," Rafael grunted out. "Keep doing it just like that, man...Oh god, I'm gonna cum so much!"
"Oh yeah?" Wyatt grunted back. "Cum for me." He stroked Rafael with a fury as Rafael thrusted back, his ass shaking on Wyatt's shaft. Wyatt didn't slow down, though. He gripped Rafael's ass tighter and fucked him through it, as his friend shot load after load on the bathroom stall door. Rafael groaned louder now as the The cum splattered on the stall door and ran down it. The second and third spurts hit the door and the floor, and a lot of it got on Wyatt's hand, too.
Wyatt couldn't believe how good it felt, fucking the tight ass of this guy he'd only barely known until a few days ago, and now considered a friend. The feeling of Rafael's cock in his hand, pulsing and throbbing as his friend climaxed, made Wyatt want to cum again. Rafael let out a moan as Wyatt thrust in deep. "I'm close too," Wyatt gasped. He was fucking Rafael faster now. "Yeah, right there. Oh yeah. You're gonna make me cum," Wyatt grunted, his thrusts getting harder. "I'm gonna cum in you, man. You feel so good. You're so fucking hot. Fuck, you're gonna make me blow a huge load, too."
The combination of Rafael's moans, his tight ass, and his cum on Wyatt's hand had him close to climax. Wyatt fucked as hard as he could. Rafael bounced his ass back on Wyatt's dick with each thrust, banging against the stall door with his chest, a look of strained pleasure on his face. Wyatt grunted louder and louder now, until he let out a growl as he felt it happen. "OH FUCK YEAH RAFF, I'M CUMMING!" Wyatt yelled out in pleasure, pulling hard on Rafael's tie as he came. His cock twitched violently inside Rafael, his load spurting into him. The feeling was overwhelming for both of them. It took all of their concentration not to collapse to the floor.
Wyatt pulled back, panting. Rafael leaned against the door, catching his breath. Miraculously, they hadn't gotten any jizz on their clothes. Wyatt bent down, and inspected Rafael's ass. His hole was stretched and leaking jizz. "Fuck dude, your hole is gaping!" Wyatt exclaimed, and licked his lips. "We're gonna have to do something about that cum, though. Don't want it leaking out onto your nice suit during the conference." He pressed his tongue against Rafael's hole, tasting his own salty cum. Wyatt started to lick his ass clean, tasting his own cum. Rafael shivered, his dick getting hard again. "Fuck yessss," Rafael moaned.
Wyatt smirked. "Feel good?" he replied, and continued cleaning his friend up with his tongue. "You taste so good, man," Wyatt grunted as he licked up more of the cum leaking out of him. Wyatt licked all the cum from his ass and the area around it, cleaning his friend completely. Rafael could feel himself getting close again, too. His balls were heavy with a second load.
"Fuck, yeah. So good," Rafael moaned as he bent over. He gasped as Wyatt lapped at him.
Wyatt loved tasting his own cum and Rafael's ass at the same time. He wanted more of it. He could see Rafael's face twisted in pleasure. He looked up at Rafael, as his tongue was pressed against his ass. Rafael looked down and saw Wyatt's puppy-dog face, feeling his groomed stubble against his sensitive hole. "Sorry I made such a mess," Wyatt said. "Lucky for you, I clean up my messes." Rafael moaned in appreciation, and Wyatt kept licking. Wyatt's tongue made Rafael hard again, too. His cock was drooling precum as Wyatt licked at him. He thrust his ass into Wyatt's face, fucking his tongue.
With each thrust, Rafael’s dick felt like it was going to explode again. The feel of the tongue pounding into his ass was turning him on more and more. He stroked his cock faster, but Wyatt's tongue-fucking felt so good, it was all he could do to keep from cumming right away.
"Oh, fuck me, you're gonna make me cum again," Rafael moaned.
"Turn around, give me your cock," Wyatt said. Rafael spun around and faced Wyatt, who opened his mouth for it. Rafael's cock slid into his mouth, filling him with a full shaft. Rafael was so hard, his cock felt like iron. It was leaking precum into Wyatt’s mouth. Wyatt sucked him off slowly, deliberately. "Ughhhh, yeah," Rafael grunted in pleasure as his cock slid in and out of Wyatt’s hot mouth. It felt so warm and wet inside him. Wyatt's tongue caressed Rafael’s cock while he sucked it, making him moan even more.
Rafael gasped for air as Wyatt sucked. He started fucking his mouth faster, as he pulled his balls up tighter to his body. The pressure was too much for Rafael. "I’m gonna cum!" he exclaimed. "Gonna cum in your mouth!" Rafael thrust into Wyatt's mouth as he climaxed, shooting his load into his friend's mouth. He unloaded his balls into Wyatt, spurt after spurt of cum hitting the back of his throat. Wyatt swallowed it down greedily, drinking all of his load. Rafael emptied his balls into his friend.
Wyatt slurped off his cock until he was completely soft. "Mmm, yummy," Wyatt smiled up at him. "That was delicious." Rafael’s eyes were glazed over in pleasure.
"Fuck me," Rafael panted, holding his stomach. "Your mouth feels incredible."
"Yeah?" Wyatt grinned. "My mouth is even better than my cock?"
Rafael blushed at this, but he couldn't deny the truth. "You're good with your mouth, Wyatt. But your cock is undeniably your best feature," he grinned.
Finally, Wyatt stood up, and Rafael stood up as well, turning around to face Wyatt. They zipped up their pants. "You ready for the next one?" Wyatt grinned.
"The next time you fuck me? I'm always ready for that," Rafael smiled.
"No dumbass, the next speaker. The keynote, remember?" he laughed.
"Oh, that! Yep, totally ready for that too!" Rafael laughed.
"We should get going, then," Wyatt said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and adjusting his pants. "Don't want to miss the speech."
As they walked to their seats for the keynote, Rafael felt the tiredness start to settle in again, but there was something about Wyatt's energy kept him going. The keynote speaker took the stage, the audience quieting instantly. As the first few words were spoken, the exhaustion faded into the background.
The speech felt like it breezed by. By the time the applause faded and attendees began filing out, the energy in the room lingered. Rafael felt a renewed sense of purpose as he closed his notebook, his mind already buzzing with ideas to bring back to the office. Wyatt, equally impressed, leaned over as they stood to leave. “Okay, I’ll admit it—this one was worth staying awake for,” he said with a grin, referencing their early morning scramble.
“Definitely,” Rafael replied, stretching as they joined the crowd heading toward the exit. “I feel like every session has been better than the last. I just hope we can keep this momentum going once we’re back at the firm.”
Wyatt nodded as they reached the street, the cool evening air a refreshing contrast to the packed auditorium. They flagged down a cab, slipping into the back seat with a collective sigh of exhaustion. As the city lights passed by, the hum of the cab’s engine and the faint sounds of honking traffic created a soothing rhythm. Neither of them spoke much during the ride, content to let the day’s whirlwind of events settle in their minds.
When they arrived back at their hotel, the lobby was quieter than usual, with only a handful of other guests milling about. The familiar scent of polished wood and faint hints of coffee welcomed them as they stepped inside. They got in the elevator, then Wyatt rolled his shoulders and gave Rafael a side glance. “So, what’s the plan? Chill for a bit, then food?”
"Yep, sounds good," Rafael replied. "Maybe afterwards, we can...have a little fun?" he raised his eyebrow suggestively.
"Actually," Wyatt replied, "I'm feeling a little tired. I think I might just go to bed."
"Okay then," Rafael said, a little dejected. When their food came, they ate dinner in relative silence, and finished up their work for the day. Little did he know, Wyatt had big plans for him tomorrow.
