It was Friday at 4:45PM and it was still going on. These conventions typically ended around one or two in the afternoon, but these nerds were still going. Even though I booked the extra night, I still wanted to go back to my room and jerk off. It had been three days and I hadn’t had any fun with any men. But I still had one more orator to deal with. I sighed and admitted to myself that I had another hour or so before I could hit the hotel bar.
Right before five, the introduced the next (and thankfully last) speaker, Steven. I rolled my eyes. While I’ve been in software sales for years, and I get the importance of these conventions, I know that the people that put these on tend to think we’re all just as happy about hearing all the nitty gritty details that they are. We aren’t. We want to know what’s being offered so we can sell it! And anyone that goes by Steven and not Steve is worth a second eye roll.
After the applause died down and Steven started speaking, I looked up from the synopsis and focused on this “Steven person” with the intent of trying to get through the next hour. But I was taken aback at Steven. While he was, indeed, stereotypical dorky in his appearance, there was something else about him; something…..sexy?
I studied his thin body. His dark eyes behind those glasses. His perfectly manicured beard. His smile, complete with dimples. His wide shoulder and narrow waist. Even his sense of humor kept me interested in him. I felt myself not hearing what he was saying ,but wondering what he looked like naked.
I’ve been horny before – enough so I found myself attracted to those not typically my type. But this was different. I wasn’t simply attracted to him, I found myself in lust with him. I wanted to touch him, see him naked, grab his cock, then afterwards curl up next to him and sleep. What the hell!?!?
I snapped out of it when the applause broke again. Seems, in my sense of infatuation, I missed the entire twenty minute speech. That said, I did catch the part where he said “hope to see you at the bar!” We all exited out of the conference room and followed the members to the bar. I found Steven chatting with a few other guys, I assume about software bliss or whatnot. I can sell anything, including myself, so I wasn’t worried about not picking up on what he pontificated. I wanted in his pants. But was he even gay? Or questioning? Or simply a horny straight guy that needs a BJ he can’t get from a woman? Any and all of the above is fine with me. I bee-lined directly towards him.
I worked my way in to his conversation and took it over. This is one of my many skills that allows me a six digit income yearly. I cornered Steven at the bar and bent his ear about all his software wet dreams. I studied his body intently. There was something different about it. Not physically; his beard, up close, was trimmed perfection, his high cheek bones, dark brown eyes, hairy and veiny forearms, wide shoulders and a half a dozen or so chest hairs trying to hid behind his top button of his shirt. But….he didn’t seem to be as into his software as the others. He seemed…distracted.
“So, how long have you been in this business?” he asked.
“Going on ten years” I replied.
“Ten years! That’s a long time. What, did you get started when you were six?” he asked with a chuckle, his eyes drifting down my body to my shoes. Damn, maybe this guy was gay after all?
“Sounds like you’re the only trying to sell me something” I retorted. “Compliments like that….they make sales!”
“Well, you can’t be that old” he said, looking me up and down again. I must admit I enjoyed the attention. I like to be as naked as possible in the summer as I have the body and confidence to permit such things.
“I’m thirty two, how about you?” I asked as I signaled the bartender.
“Thirty. But you look way younger than me. You have good skin” he said, raising an eyebrow.
“Good genes” I said.
Looking down at my jeans, he replied “I can see that.”
I wasn’t sure if he was flirting or was on the spectrum with no filter like my niece. So I pressed with some personal info.
“You here alone?” I asked.
“Yup. What about you?”
“Same. I go home tomorrow night” I said paying the bartender for my drink.
“Me too. These things tend to last longer than planned. Plus, even if they don’t, one more night gives me time to explore an unfamiliar city” he said, looking past my shoulder at someone that grabbed his attention.
“I’m sorry, I need to have a chat with him” he said pulling out his card and writing something on it. “Here’s my cell – my personal cell – maybe, later on, we can meet up and explore the city…together?” he offered.
“Sounds good” I said taking his card from his hand, which was large and manly – more manly than mine, which caused me to question my masculinity, which was a new feeling for me. This guy was causing me to question all sorts of things. I watched him walk away. His almost ungainly gate cause me to question what it was about him that turned me on so much. Everything thing about his was fine and/or nerdy, but….that’s what got me hard for some reason. I looked down at his card and read his number, wondering if I should contact him later or not.
A few hours after dinner I headed back to my room. I was still horny and thought about jacking off, but as I dropped my wallet on the stand, I remember Steven’s card. I pulled it out and thought “why not?” and texted him as the number provided and dropped on the bed, switching on the TV and pulling out my cock. It was then my phone lit up. I looked over and saw a text from Steven’s number. It read “not doing anything – what to meet up?” I sat up and considered his message, then started typing uncontrollably. A few minutes later I came to the realization that I had invited him to my room and he accepted. He would be here in about forty minutes!
I sprang up and threw off my clothes, and jumped in to the shower. As I was drying off, I heard a knock at the door. Wrapping the towel around me I looked out the peep hole. I saw a familiar, nerdy and handsome face. I opened the door and greeted him with nothing more than a towel.
“Hey! Sorry I just got out of the shower” I admitted honestly.
“No worries” he said as he let himself in, which was overly confident compared to what I expected.
“I’ll grab some sweats and be back in a minute” I said as I excused myself. “Make yourself comfortable” I said as I walked in to the bathroom.
I came out and sat next to Steven. We struck up an awkward conversation about software for a few minutes. I watched his face closely, getting more and more turned on by his sexually obscure weirdness.
“You’re….not really in to this, are you?” he asked.
“Why do you say that? I sell this shit all the time!” I replied.
“I could see it in your…big blue eyes…you’re distracted by something….” he offered.
“Well…” I said sitting back on the couch. “I’ve been here for days and, to be honest, I hadn’t had any action in days and, well, it’s wearing on me something fierce.” I honestly relied.
“Think how I feel! I’ve been here for a week, alone, which makes week number six since I’ve had any action” he said honestly.
“Yeah” I laughed. “Didn’t think of that. Plus, not a lot of ladies here to scope out!’
“You’re telling me! At this point...” he said looking at me “…I’d take just about anything. Anyone. So long as they’re clean and disease free!” He starred at me intently. I decided to go for it.
I leaned over close to him – he didn’t back away. I grabbed his head and pulled him close enough to me to kiss him. Slowly at first, to see what he’d do. He did nothing. I pressed my lips harder in to his and he returned the favor. Then he grabbed the sides of my head and leaned in, pushing me back on the couch. I was a bit surprised to be honest, but I didn’t hate it.
I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him back on top of me. Buy this time, we were kissing more passionately than I thought he’d be in to. I reached down and pulled his tucked in shirt from his jeans and up to his head. He sat up and pulled his shirt off. He seemed to realize what he’s doing and stopped. Which allowed me to look at his naked torso. What I thought was skinny was, in fact, thin and very well toned. His stomach was flat with a hairy bely button, his waist narrow and shoulders wide, with a brown hairy chest nestled in the middle. I could feel my cock growing faster and faster in my sweats.
“Damn” I said as I looked at him.
“What?” he asked.
“I thought you were sexy but I had no idea!” I told him.
I leaned up and grabbed his jeans, unbuttoning them as fast as I could. “You need to take those off right now!” I commanded.
He did as he was told and stood there in black sock and flannel boxers. I would have laughed if I wasn’t so turned on and his legs weren’t so thick and hairy. I reached up and pulled down his boxers, allowing his cock to spring out. His dick was way bigger than I expected: long, cut, thick with a left curve. He was much bigger than my average cock, which was, at this point, covered in my own pre-cum.
I reached out and grabbed his throbbing piece, pulling it to my face, his body came along for the ride. I rubbed his cock over my lips and beat my face with it. The noise it made as it smacked my face would have told anyone within earshot how thick his cock was. I pointed the mushroom head at my mouth, and pushed back along the shaft until I reached its base. I used my hand to push back his massive bush to reveal just how long his cock was. If I was seven inches, he was an easy nine! I couldn’t believe such a nerdy, albeit sexy, guy had such a nice cock. I wondered if it was used by more women than men in this decade or so of sexual conquests. If he was ‘on the fence’ I wanted to try to sway him my way.
I licked the head of his cock, encircling the ring left by his circumcision, before I slid it in my mouth and down my throat. It was a lot to take but I did it. All the way down until the his bush tickled my nose. I reached around and grabbed his hairy ass cheeks and started him a motion of face fucking me.
Once he got a rhythm, I ran one hand up his stomach to his hair chest while I searched for his nipple. I could have found it quicker, but I wanted to relish each nerdy hair as much as possible. But once I found that nipple, I pinched it ever so slightly while he moaned and continued to fuck my face. With one had on his hairy ass cheek and one on his hairy nipple, I sat back and concentrated on working his wonderful cock.
I pulled my hand from his ass cheek and cupped his wet and hairy balls. I rolled them through my fingers as I felt them pull up. His breathing increased and his moans grew louder but before I could do anything, he shoved his cock in the back of my throat and he emptied liquid manhood in my mouth. His shots were forceful and voluminous, not to mention exceptionally warm. He never stopped fucking my mouth as he came. He thrust shoved more and more of his seed in to the back of my mouth. As he slowed, but not stopping, I was able to pull back slightly and roll his warm cum around his still hard shaft. Still he kept fucking my face, his cum now spilled out from the corner of my mouth.
He pulled out of my mouth with a wet ‘pop’ sound, his cock still had and big as ever.
“Want to fuck me?” he asked, breathing heavily. He sat back on the couch, throwing his hairy legs up in the air, exposing his still pulsing, pink hole.
I swallowed what little cum was left in my mouth and stood up, tossing my ultra wet sweat pants off and to the side. He reached out and grabbed my swollen cock and squeezed leaking cum from it. He used it to lube up my cock. I stood watching in disbelief as this stereotypical nerdy, somewhat shy sexy hair guy, that just dumped his load in my mouth, was now lubing my cock with my own cum, prepping to let me fuck him!
I lowered myself down, positioned my cock right at his hairy hole, and pushed in quickly. His body twisted and he cried out in pain as I buried myself deep inside him. I tried to go slow but he used his feet and pulled me in to him. I could feel his hairy legs on my smooth ass as I quickly started fucking his tight ass.
I watched his face twist and contort with pleasure as my cock stretched his hairy hole. I watched his hairy chest rise and fall quickly as I penetrated his ass. He reached down as grabbed his still hard cock and started jacking. I could feel his ass squeezing my cock more and more until he exploded with another load. His cock emptied on to his flat stomach, thick white liquid oozing out each time my balls bottomed out on his hairy ass.
“Cum inside me!” he hissed through clenched teeth, still holding on to his hard cock. I quickly wondered how long he’d stay hard.
I felt my body tense up and mu cum built until I exploded with a gasp inside him. Unlike him, I couldn’t continue to fuck while I came. I simply buried my cock as deep inside his as I could and let nature take its course. I breathed and screamed with each shot as I watched his body quiver as if he could feel my semen blasting his insides.
After my last drop, I started fucking him again, my cum spurting out of his worked hole, all over the couch. The wet sound I made and I slapped in to him filled the room.
Eventually, with my cock softening, I pulled out, my cock falling out of his cum oozing hole. I stood up, trying to catch my breath, as my wet cock hung there, swinging slightly with a bead of cum slowly falling from the head. I looked down at this sexy nerd and felt even more lust rise in me as he reached down and fingered his wet hole.
“Fuck that was awesome – just what I needed!” he said with his eyes still closed and cock with mostly hard.
“You’re sexy as fuck!” I exclaimed.
“And you’re a great lay” he said, finally opening his eyes.
“We should have down this earlier” I said, plopping down next to him on the couch.
“Yeah. Maybe next year we can do this again” he said.
“That would make these weeks way easier to live with!” I replied
We got up and cleaned off. Once showered, we both fell asleep on the bed watching TV. We woke the next morning and fucked once more before we both gathered our stuff to head to the airport. I can’t wait for next year!
