Andy pulled into the circle in front of my hotel and before I opened the door, I leaned over and he kissed me again, another lingering, hot, tender kiss. I got out and said “I’ll probably see you tomorrow afternoon! Get some rest!” and we both laughed. I closed the car door, watched him pull away and turned toward the doors of the hotel. As I took a step toward the door a very tense, unhappy looking woman sneered at me and said, “Disgusting pervert. Men kissing – that’s what’s wrong with this country! You need to get to a church and get on your knees begging for forgiveness.” I stopped in my tracks, squared my shoulders, looked her in the face and said, “Acting on your envy and jealousy because you see two people sharing signs of affection when you’re not getting any makes you totally pathetic. And for the record, prurient busybodies like you who get your titillation from sticking your nose into other peoples’ lives are what is wrong with this world. Get. Bent.” I walked away leaving her sputtering, unable to form any coherent words. As I reached the mat in front of the automatic door, an older man in a suit stepped toward me and said, “Well said,” and held out his hand to shake mine. I smiled and said, “Thank you! Three months ago, I might not have said anything, but just walked past her. Not anymore.” He arched an eyebrow and said, “Good for you!” and stepped toward a car that had just pulled up. I walked in, headed to the elevator and began happily thinking over the last day in my life – definitely a good first day of the rest of my life! In the elevator, I realized that I was tired, and was hungry again. I opened the door to my room, stepped in and closed and locked it. I took out the menu of nearby restaurants who delivered, settled on a steak salad. I looked up the restaurant on the internet, placed my order, paid and decided to take a shower. I shucked off my clothes and held my pants up to my nose to see if I could detect the smell of our most recent sex. Oh that smell. I tossed them into the bag of dirty clothes and did the same with my shirt and socks. I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower to warm. I grabbed my razor, a fresh washcloth and a towel which I hung on a hook by the door to the shower. I took a leisurely shower, enjoying fingering myself, and then tasting sex on my fingers, feeling the slickness on my tongue when I put my fingers in my mouth. I carefully relaxed my ass to let the sweet, warm seed from my two phenomenal, powerful lovers run down my leg, and shivered at the exquisite feeling of it. The thought occurred to me that at one point I would have felt dirty, filthy, ashamed, hoping no one would know what a slut, what a pig I had been, and now I felt dirty, filthy, exhilarated, liberated, horny, relaxed, and I didn’t give a fuck if anyone knew just how much time I had spent with a cock in my ass over the last 24 hours. I realized my food would be arriving soon, so I quickly soaped and washed off the last of the slime running down my leg, washed in my crack and got myself clean. I don’t mind having cum on me for extended periods of time, but I don’t enjoy when my skin eventually gets glued together. I dried off, threw on some lounging shorts and a t-shirt and called the room service number and ordered two Beefeater gin and tonics with extra lime.
I had turned the tv on and was flipping channels to see if anything caught my interest when there was a knock on the door. I opened it and greeted the young woman who was delivering my dinner. I tipped her generously, thanked her and as I turned to go back inside a head peeked out from the room next door and I saw the sexy stud we had seen earlier. I smiled, winked, and went back into my room letting the door close quietly. I took my food over to the coffee table in front of the sofa and had just sat it down when there was another knock at the door. A waiter with a tray was standing there and I invited him in so I could tip him and sign the receipt. He put the drinks on the counter in the bathroom, thanked me and left. I picked up the drinks and returned to my dinner. I sat there eating dinner, enjoying my first drink and watching some crime investigation show. As I finished the first drink, I was feeling a happy, warm little buzz, and decided that after finishing my second drink, it would be bedtime. Thirty minutes later, my second drink finished, I got up and went to the bathroom, relieved myself, brushed my teeth and headed for bed. I put my phone on the charger, turned out the light, crawled between the sheets and began thinking of Andy and Gary. I grabbed my phone and texted Andy’s number saying, “Before I fall asleep, thank you both. For friendship, for fun, and not least for the fucking!” I was asleep almost as soon as I put my phone down.
I slept long and hard. I woke and saw light coming in around the curtains. Feeling refreshed and energized, I jumped out of bed, looked at the clock by the bedside and saw that it was 7:30. I went over and opened the curtains, looking out onto the streets below and the relatively few cars driving them. I went to the bathroom to relieve myself and then turned on the light to admire Andy’s and Gary’s handiwork on my neck. It was amazing. I had five large, dark hickeys on my neck, in places impossible to hide, even if I’d wanted to, which I definitely didn’t. As I was standing there, my stomach growled loudly. I decided to go downstairs for coffee and breakfast, so I threw on a pair of jeans and a polo, tied my shoes, pocketed my wallet, and headed for the door. Just before I got to the door, I realized I hadn’t gotten my phone. I went back and picked it up, unplugged it and saw that there was a text message when the screen came on after unplugging it. I opened the text and smiled seeing it was from Andy. I tapped on the text and there was a picture of both of their cocks, hard, and he had typed, “You’re amazing. We loved every minute we spent with you, and we’re looking forward to more. BTW, Energizer bunny, you wore us the fuck out! :)” I smiled and sighed. I put my phone in my pocket and headed back for the door. I turned the handle, hearing the loud click of the bolt opening and pulled on the door. It stopped three inches from the door facing with a loud clunk. I pushed it closed and flipped the security bar back, and thought, “I don’t remember doing that. I guess it’s just force of habit. Hmmm… or distraction!” I walked out and let it close behind me and headed for the elevator.
After a quick breakfast, I decided to go back up to my room and clean out just in case I should happen to find some dick. As I walked down the hall toward my room, the door to the room next to mine opened and out stepped the sexy, muscular black haired neighbor stud wearing black jeans that showed a big bulge laying to the left, black Doc Martens, a dark blue sleeveless t-shirt and a black sleeveless hoodie showing off those hot tattoo sleeves. He smiled and said “Morning!” I beamed and said, “Good morning! I hope my snoring didn’t keep you awake last night!” and winked at him. He laughed and said, “Didn’t hear a sound…last night.” I laughed loudly, stuck out my hand and said, “I’m Daniel.” He grabbed my hand, gave me a firm handshake and said, “Nice to finally meet you. I’m Lee.” His hands were large, strong, firm, with thick fingers and that made me horny. I asked, “Checking out?” He said, “Oh no, just going down for some breakfast. Already been for a run and showered.” My mind picked up on that knowing it would give me some time to make sure I was cleaned out. “Well, I won’t keep you from your breakfast. Active men need their fuel! I’m going to kick back for a while, so if you’d like to stop by later, feel free.” He opened his eyes wider, smiled and wiggled his eyebrows and said, “I think I just might take you up on that.” I wished him an enjoyable breakfast and he said he’d get up with me later. I went into my room thinking, “I certainly hope you get up me later!” I undressed, went into the bathroom and turned on the shower to warm. I took out my cleaning kit, connected the overflow hose and the douching hose to it and the douching wand to the hose. I turned off the shower and fixed the bag around the pipe and then turned the shower back on. It filled with warm water which began to flow out the wand. I spent almost thirty minutes making sure I was thoroughly clean, and then disassembling and storing the best purchase I’d ever made for travel. I went back into the room, threw on some shorts, turned on the TV and began flipping channels. A notification told me I had a text. I picked up my phone and read a text from Andy: “What’s up, hot stuff?” I smiled and tapped back a reply, “Got up, had breakfast, came back and met the guy next door in the hall, chatted with him. Came back to the room and freshened up while he’s downstairs having breakfast. I invited him to stop by later so we can get to know each other. We’ll see if he does.” I sent the text and sat there watching TV for a bit when another text arrived. I laughed when I read, “Get it, man, get it! Find your bliss! If you’re not too worn out after getting to know each other, bring him with you and come to the bar. He was a sexy fucker!”
A little while later, I heard Lee’s door thump closed. I wondered if he was going to come over. I had no doubt that if he came over, I’d end up pulling the source of that beautiful bulge out of his pants and having my way with him – which would be him having his way with me! The room phone rang, and I picked it up. Lee said, “I’d like to get to know you. How about coming next door to my room?” I smiled and said, “I’ll be right over!” I hung up, grabbed my room key and stuck it in my pocket, and was out the door. I was knocking almost as my door clunked shut, and as soon as I knocked, his door opened and there he stood naked. He was covered in hair from his shoulders to his toes, had a tattoo curved across his chest below his neck that said, “Just love everyone.” Above his bush was a tattoo that said. “Take it,” and I was right. It was big, it hung from a thick black bush that radiated outward from it, looking like it had exploded and flung hair all over him. From the tip of his big, plum sized head hung a large gauge captive ball PA. I gasped and said, “Goddamn, fucking sexy fucker! Shit, I can’t believe you have a fuckin’ PA. I love a fuckin’ ring up my ass! How big is that ring?” I reached out and took his cock in my hand and started stroking it, feeling his ring flop on my hand as I did. “00 gauge, and I love wearing it when I’m fucking a man’s ass.” he said. He reached out and pulled my head to him to kiss me hard and then let go of the door, which closed with a solid click. His tongue was incredibly long and was twisting all around my tongue like a snake, caressing it. I felt his septum piercing pressed between our faces. It was making me crazy and I held onto his head wanting this to go on forever…well, maybe not forever if this was how it was starting! Sensing my pleasure, he began fucking my mouth with his tongue and I moaned loudly. He was pulling me tightly against his body, squeezing my ass, humping my crotch, both of us breathing heavily. He finally broke the kiss and simultaneously we both whispered, “FUUUUUCK!!!” He tilted his head to the side, firmly pulled my head back and latched onto my neck on a spot that wasn’t covered with hickies and began sucking hard and biting my neck. It made me groan and whimper and grab his head and pull him tighter to my neck. With a loud pop, he pulled off my neck, panting, pulled my forehead to his and said, “Holy shit, this is going to be fun!” I pulled him back to my mouth and kissed him, holding him so I could feel his septum ring between us. I was moaning and whimpering from the intense enjoyment, sensation, hunger, and it whipped my lust into an inferno. I wanted him in every possible way all at the same time. I quickly went to my knees and took his PA crowned cock in my mouth and began sucking it, tonguing and caressing that big beautiful ring of steel in my mouth. I looked up at him as I sucked on him, watching his face as I worked my way toward taking his ring and his head down my throat. I would not be satisfied until this sexy fucker had given me a hard, deep face fucking. I moaned and panted and breathed heavily as I worked that cock. I looked up at him, furrowed my brow, grabbed his hands and slapped them to the sides of my head. He understood, smiled, first warmly, then lustfully and said, “You want it, you got it, fucker!” His hands held me hard and began fucking my head up and down his cock. I braced myself on his legs as he plunged me down on him repeatedly, pushing a little further each time, but not forcing himself down my throat. But I wanted that ring and his head down my throat. I was carefully moving my head from side to side as he plunged into me each time trying to get his ring right into the top of my throat. As he guided me down his cock again, his PA went right into the back of my mouth and right down into my throat. I sank down deep on him and took his head as deep as I could. It was a strange sensation feeling his PA so far down into my throat, and I almost panicked, but that panic was overridden by realizing that was what I wanted, and just concentrated on what I was feeling. I kept my nose pressed into his abdomen as long as I could, but he sensed when it was time, and very carefully began pulling out of me. He looked down at me and said, “Holy shit, no one’s ever done that to me!” I was panting heavily, tears streaming down my face from the exertion and from holding my breath for so long. He reached down and helped me stand, kissed me deeply, caressing the back of my head. “Have you done that before?” he asked? I shook my head no, and finally found my voice to say, “But it’s something I’ve wanted to try ever since the first time I ever saw a PA in a man’s cock.” He grabbed the sides of my shorts and squatted down yanking them to the floor as he did. I stepped out of them and he said, “That’s much better!” He engulfed my entire hard cock, making my eyes roll back in my head and a loud “OH!” come from my mouth. He greedily sucked me, lavishing my cock with his tongue, working on my nuts, taking each ball in his mouth, warming, tonguing, making love to them. I’m not endowed with a huge cock, only average, but I’ve got some nuts. He took both in his mouth moved his head up and down, back and forth, just making love. He stood up abruptly, pulled me into a kiss and when he finally broke the kiss, said, “I need to get you on the bed, because I need to eat you until you go crazy. While still kissing me, he led me to the side of the bed.
He wrapped his arms around me in a tight, passionate embrace and turned around and, walking backward, led me toward the bed. I laid on the bed lifted and spread my legs to let him see my hungry hole. He grabbed my cheeks and pushed me hard further up onto the bed where my head bumped a big bottle of lube, and he laid down with his face at my ass. He started licking my hole, flicking his tongue all around it. He sucked onto it and I felt that amazing septum press against my perineum, which made me burn with lust. He sucked and licked, and tongued me, mashing his face against me and shaking his head back and forth, moving his head up and down my crack. The more he went, the louder he growled, slurped, and snarled. He stuck his long, thick middle finger in his mouth and then, while licking my pucker he slid his finger up into me. He began finger fucking me roughly, deep and hard. “Damn! So soft, so warm. Your hole is so relaxed.” He laughed and said, “But after what I heard night before last, I guess it should be relaxed.” He made a show of sticking two fingers in his mouth and bobbing up and down on them, getting them glistening wet. He slid them into me and slowed his pace for about a minute, gliding his fingers in and out of me, scissoring them and twisting them lazily. He laughed with delight and said, “Goddamn, you make the best noises. Makin’ we want to fuckin’ pound the hell out of that ass with my fingers .” He stood up and reached above my head to grab the bottle of lube. He was obviously 100% sure what we were going to be doing, and he was ready. He squirted a generous squirt of lube on his fingers and then began spreading the lube on them like it was his cock. He then put the top of the bottle against my hole and squeezed hard. I felt lube run down my crack and felt a cool sensation inside my hole. I realized he had just squirted lube up my ass. He held up his hand with three fingers pressed together and said “See my motherfuckin’ thick fingers? You ready?” I leered evilly at him and growled, “Bring it, motherfucker.” He looked up at me over my abdomen and locked those sexy black eyes on me. I said, “Do what you want to do. I want everything you’re thinking.” He rammed his fingers hard into my ass and started banging my ass with incredible force. I looked down over my belly and saw his biceps flexed hard as he jackhammered my hole. When he’d bottom his fingers out in me, I felt the rest of his hand pounding on my perineum. I was about to lose my fucking mind, and kept moaning and barking and growling, “More! Don’t stop, fucker. So fucking good!” He roared and started pounding his fingers into me harder than I ever imagined was possible. I was feeling him thumping across my prostate every time he plowed into me, and suddenly without any warning, I started shooting. The first two shots flew and splattered on the wall above the headboard, the next two landed in lines running from the pillow onto the bed, the next three landed on my face and chest, and then a couple more dribbled down my cock. He never stopped. He kept banging my hole and I was writhing, my head flailing back and forth still begging, “Don’t stop! Oh god, don’t stop!” He continued his assault on my hole growling and grunting. He paused and I felt him add a fourth finger and start screwing his hand around in my hole, reaming me.
He suddenly yanked his hand out of my hole. He stood up, grabbed my legs behind my knees and pushed me up on my shoulders as he stepped up on the bed. He looked down at me and put his PA against my hole. I shivered knowing I was about to feel that fucking ring slide into my hole. He was so hard and he had me so open he didn’t need to guide his dick with his hand. He kept my legs pushed up and began to push his PA into my hole. My eyes rolled back in my head and I growled, “Yeah, motherfucker! Put that fuckin’ cock in my pussy!” I expected he was going to slam down into me as soon as his ring breached my opening, but he didn’t. He stopped with just the ring inside me and rocked in and out with short little strokes. He then pulled out completely and I whimpered. “You want some more, pig? You want some more of my fuckin’ ring?” Without waiting, he pushed his ring back into me and pulled it out. Back in and pulled out. Back in and pulled out. Back in and slowly he sank halfway into me. I felt that magnificent tool of exquisite torture hanging from his dick thump against my prostate and I cried out, “OH FUCK!!!” He pulled back all the way out and then dropped that ring back into me and slid in halfway again, this time fucking me with half his dick so his ring kept sliding across my prostate. He pulled out again and leered at me and snarled, “Hot fuckin’ pig hole!” and then sank it all the way to his bush up my ass. I had been waiting for and wanting this, but it still gave me an intense dull pain as I felt his ring push all the way against my second hole and pop in. This time he stopped buried all the way in me and began short stroke fucking my second hole, his ring popping in and out repeatedly. I was yelping, “OH! OH! OH!” partly in pain, mostly in hungry lust. He kept his eyes focused on mine, like he was reading my face to see if I could handle it. Apparently he was satisfied that I could. He bottomed out, held it there, grabbed my thighs and pulled me to the corner of the mattress as he stepped off the bed, still buried up my ass. The movement inside me as he moved me with him and stepped down off the bed made me shiver and moan. He pulled me by my thighs until my ass was at the edge of the mattress, stepped forward so his legs were straddling the corner of the bed, and then took my ankles in his hands and spread me wide open. “Oh god yes! I love seeing a man holding my ankles spread all the way open!” I shouted. He began snapping his hips hard against my hole, a hard, loud smack every time he slammed against me. He had my head thrashing from side to side, no longer able to form any words, just grunting and growling. I slammed my hands down on the bedspread, grabbed hold and began trying to slam myself against him as he slammed into me. He growled, “That’s it, pig! You can take it! You got that fuckin’ cock, and I’m going to fuckin’ destroy that fuckin’ pussy. Turn that pussy into a fuckin’ mancunt. Take my fuckin’ cock you little fuckpig.” accentuating every time he said “fuck” with a slam against my ass. He shoved deep and stopped, his chest heaving, sweat running down his face, down his chest, the wetness making the smack every time he rammed into me almost as loud as if he was slapping my ass. He carefully pulled his cock out of my ass and said “Get down here and suck my dick, pig!”
I lunged forward off the corner of the bed landing on my knees, grabbing his hips, opening my mouth to engulf his slimy dick and I realized his cock was covered in cum. I looked up at him and said, “You came! You fuckin’ stealthed me, you hot motherfucker!” He laughed an evil laugh and said, “Hell yeah, I bred that pussy! That’s why I told you to clean me off. I wanted to see your face when you realized I already dumped a load up there!” I grabbed his cock and engulfed it, sliding all the way down sending his ring down my throat. It was so hard I almost couldn’t get it to go down. How he had cum up my ass and was staying that hard blew my mind. I stayed bottomed out on his dick, bouncing my throat on his ring, listening to the stream of filthy curses pouring out of his mouth. He finally called out. “OH! Oh!” I thought he was about to cum again, but he pulled his cock out of my mouth panting heavily, and said, “Stop a minute! Stop! I gotta take the ring out. It’s getting too sensitive! I’ve never fucked this long with it in, and I’m nowhere near done with your sweet motherfuckin’ pussy.” Panting, he walked over to the sink turned facing me, and carefully took his PA out. He convulsed and growled, “Goddamn motherfuckin’ fantasy come true!!” He stormed back over to me, reached down shoved his hands under my armpits and yanked me up off the floor. He grabbed my head viciously and pulled me to his mouth. It was a fierce, aggressive move, but when he opened his mouth and started kissing me, it was not aggressive, it was deep, passionate, hungry. He was breathing heavily and whimpering as he damn near climbed into my mouth. He broke the kiss by grabbing my hair hard and yanking my head away from his mouth and pulling it to him, holding my head close to his. I felt his heartbeat in his dick, which was still rock hard and mashed between his hip and mine. One hand still held a fistful of my hair hard, but the other was caressing up and down my back. He released my hair and wrapped both arms around me in an incredibly strong bearhug, and just held me there, both of us panting. He finally began to loosen his hold on me and pulled back, took my face in his hands and held it in front of him, just looking at me. Searching my face, his eyes going from my eyes to my lips, to my neck, back to my eyes. He finally closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against mine, saying “Goddamn, you’re incredible!” He pressed against me and started humping my hip. He opened his eyes, forcefully pulled my face back with both hands, looked fiercely into my eyes and said, “Bend your ass over.” and turned me around and bent me over in front of the window with my hands supporting me on the air conditioning unit. He got behind me and without a word bottomed out up my ass. He stood there moving his hips back and forth, stirring his cum around inside me with his cock. When he started fucking, it was hard, slamming against my ass with a solid thump. This time it wasn’t fast. It was slow and, if I wasn’t grooving on it so hard, I’d have called it brutal. SMACK!!!! I felt a hand slam against my ass. Then the other. Back and forth. I’d never had my ass slapped, and had always been mentally repelled by the thought, thinking about the horrendous whippings I’d received as a child. Far from repelled, my lust was suddenly so enflamed all I could think about was feeling him plow me and smack my ass. “FUCK YEAH, MOTHERFUCKER!!” He continued the slow hard pounding up my ass, a palm landing loudly on my ass every few slams. I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t have stopped myself if I’d tried. I began slamming my ass on him, meeting his thrusts as violently as I could. Feeling his cock slamming into my guts so hard drove me wild, and apparently my taking some control did the same to him. “This what you want, pig? You want it hard and deep, motherfucker? You wanna fuck my cock? Fuckin’ pound your ass on my cock, motherfucker. We slammed into each other over and over and over. I started whimpering, breathing faster, feeling the tingle rising, then suddenly bellowing, “OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK YEA, FUCK THE CUM OUTTA ME YOU FUCKIN’ SEXY MOTHERFUCKER!” Cum started shooting hard out of my dick, splattering on the wall, the top of the air conditioner, ropes landing across the vent, hitting the front of the unit and running down, and all the time I felt my ass clenching on his cock. If I thought he’ fucked me as hard as he could already, I was not ready for how hard and how powerfully he began plowing into me. He grabbed my hips and pulled me over to the bed, hurled me onto the mattress, pushed me down on my stomach, landed on top of me with his cock slamming into place like it was drawn to my hole by a magnet. He jackhammered me, his entire body rising off of me, his head pulling completely out and slamming all the way to the base for longer than I thought was possible, and after at least a couple minutes nonstop, me whimpering, wailing, yelling, “OH YEAH! YEAH! HARDER! OH GOD, HARDER!” he bellowed, “I’m fuckin’ cumming! I’m BREEDING YOUR FUCKIN ASS! TAKE IT! TAKE IT YOU GODDAMN HOT MOTHERFUCKIN’ PIG!” He slowed, slamming all the way in and stopping buried to the balls, jerked back and slammed in all the way, stopping again completely sunk into me, growling every time he did it, at least a dozen times. The last time he slammed into me, he stopped, heaving, as his body went limp. He started feverishly peppering the back of my head, my neck, my shoulders and upper back with kisses sliding his arms above my head and down around my shoulders, holding onto me tightly, but undeniably tenderly. We lay there panting, and I kept clinching my ass around his cock, or at least I was trying to. I wasn’t sure I was actually clinching any, as hard as I was trying, until with one last clinch with everything I had left, he wailed, “OHH!”
We lay there some more, as I felt him starting to soften. He finally rolled off of me and lay there on his side looking at me. I turned on my side facing him and he laid his hand softly on the side of my face and kissed my forehead, my eyes, my cheeks, my beard, and finally stopped with my lips. Our kiss this time was tender, slow, gentle, loving. We broke the kiss and he sighed and said, “Thank you. You are just who I needed to make this godforsaken visit with my family bearable. I just wish I’d met you three days ago when I arrived. I’d have been in a much better mood with them if I’d been getting laid like that! Damn, I could get used to this! That is if I were the relationship type. I’m totally not. Sorry if that’s sudden or brutal.” I said, “No. It’s honest, and I appreciate that. I appreciate that you know who you are and that you honor yourself by not trying to be someone else. Took me too many years to learn that. Fortunately, we met just as I’ve started a new life being who and what I want to be. Being the pig I’ve wanted to be my whole life.” He asked, “Where do you live?” I smiled, “Well, I wasn’t sure two days ago when I arrived here. This was going to be my first stop to figure out where my life was going to continue. Now I think I live here. As you heard night before last, I’ve already connected with a couple guys I met several years ago when I visited here the first time. I think I finally have the beginning of the circle of friends I’ve always longed for. Do you live far from here?” He said, “Yeah, all the way on the other side of the country. I moved as far away from my family as I could afford to. I agreed to come with the understanding that I was staying in a hotel, not at my parents’ house. But damn, I could use a friend and fuckbud like you. I’ve never met anyone who can take it like you. I kinda like to be a little dominant and forceful.” I cracked up and said, “Uhh, yeah, I noticed. Maybe you noticed I kinda like that! I like men who are strong, confident, sure enough of themselves to take the lead when they see what they want. And I also liked that you seem to understand that while I like being submissive, I’m no doormat.” This time he laughed and said, “I don’t think I’d call you submissive. I think I’d call you a very… very aggressive bottom pig who also knows what he wants and gets after it. I knew the moment we made eye contact yesterday that you had plans for me.” I looked into his eyes and said, “You push all the right buttons for me. I love your confidence, but I also love how you look, the hair, the facial hair, the tats, the piercings, oh god the piercings!” I’ve never before been kissed by a man with a septum. God it’s so hot feeling it pressed between us when you kiss me. And holy fuck it’s been so long since I had a man with a PA.” He scrunched up his face and said, “Like that, huh?” I chuckled and said, “I know it’s definitely not for everyone, but it sure as fuck does it for me.” He looked at me with a sly smile and said, “I wish you could have seen your face when I opened the door buck-ass naked and you saw my PA. I knew right then we were going to rock.” I laughed and said, “Funny that. I thought the same thing!” And you know, the totally pervy side of me that I’m finally learning to express and embrace loves the thought that someone, maybe several someones could have heard us in here fucking like a couple men who know how to fuck.” He laughed, and said, “Well, I certainly heard you night before last. If I hadn’t known what those sounds were, I might have thought you were being murdered!” He looked over at the alarm clock on the bedside table and said, “Oh shit. I have to spend my last evening with my family in an hour. I have to get cleaned up. I smell like a sexpig.” I wiggled my eyebrows and said, “Oh yeah you do. Let me help you clean up.” and I scooted down and sucked his soft cock into my mouth, gently, tenderly cleaning it with my tongue, loving the taste of his cock, his cum, my ass, and our sex. A hiss from him told me I had done my job. “I’ll help you clean up the room, if you want.” This time it was him who wiggled his eyebrows and said, “Are you kidding? I’m not cleaning any of that up! I get to look at the places I fucked the cum out of you for another night, and I don’t give a fuck that they’ll see it when the clean the room after I leave!” I laughed, kissed him, and we both got up from the bed. He turned his back to pick up my clothes and I couldn’t resist. I slapped his ass. Hard. He turned around and looked at me angrily and said, “If I didn’t have to get cleaned up and go to my parents’, you’d pay for that, and pay good.” I gave him a cheeky look and said, “Yeah, promises, promises. If it isn’t too late when you escape from your parents’, I’m going to be at a bar called Jay’s Place” He laughed and handed me my clothes, expecting me to put them on. Instead I pulled the key card out of my pocket, stuffed the wadded up clothes under my arm and started to walk toward the door. He said, “You’re not really…” I didn’t turn around as I said, “Hell yeah, I am.” I opened the door, peeked out, opened it further and looked up and down the hall to be sure there was no one there. I looked back at him and said, “Well, I mean, I don’t want to be reckless…” and closed the door and moved over to my door, opened it and went in.
