ADJOINING ROOMS
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Archive;'Adjoining Rooms #3'{Mikhail Conrad}(MM ANAL)[3!5]
Remember guys, this is a fantasy. Act accordingly when you go out and have your own fun flings. Feel free to contact me and let me know what you think.
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This one is dedicated to Roy from way off in New Zealand. Thanks for the motivation pal!
Part 3
After dinner at a nice French restaurant on Royal, I felt like we needed to take a few to digest before we headed back to the room for our main course. We had the usual male pride struggle of who was picking up the tab and ended up doing rock, paper, scissors for it. His paper covered my rock and I claimed the right to pay next time. He grinned and nodded his agreement as he got out his card to pay. In a few we were exiting the restaurant into the humid night air of the French Quarter.
"How about a walk and a drink before we head back to fuck?" I asked him, "I'm as anxious as you to get to it, but Brody, if I don't let some of this food work it's way down first, your big rod might make it come back up when I spit lube it."
"Shoot Mike," he responded, "I was just thinkin' almost the same thing, only about your piece. Do you think you might be up for a turn around the dance floor too? I'd really like to strut our stuff together just for the fun of it."
"Brody, the gay god of tricks had to have something to do with us meeting," I told him with a chuckle, "It's a perfect idea."
"I heard about this really hot spot just a couple of blocks down Bourbon Street," he began.
"Oz," I interrupted him as we began to walk toward it.
"Yeah!" he responded, "You been there?"
"Many times," I answered, "I just hope I don't have to fight to keep you. You're gonna turn heads stud."
"Don't you worry yourself none over that," he said laughing and put his arm around my waist to pull me firmly to his side, "I'm the one that has to keep a hold of you, "I saw clear as day hows our waiter was givin' you the once over."
"Oh yeah," I retorted and gave him a friendly shove with my shoulder, "I saw him eyeing you too."
"Then what's say we both do some head turning together," he said laughing along with me, "But tonight it's just the two of us okay?"
"Fine by me," I agreed, "But you're going to be real sorry if oh... say Jared Leto shows up and puts the make on us."
"Okay, okay," he said laughing louder, "We can always renegotiate for special happenins."
We walked the four blocks to Oz ribbing each other about our various celebrity crushes and heard the sounds of dance music coming from the hot night spot a block away. Then we were standing at the corner of St Ann and Bourbon in front of the double door entry to the club. The doorman smiled at us as we showed him our IDs and waved us right in. I turned and went around the downstairs bar getting a look at the half full dance floor and the mostly shirtless studs moving it around out there. Brody followed me with wide open eyes taking in the whole atmosphere of the place.
"Is it always this wild?" he asked loudly in my ear.
"This is nothing," I hollered back, "It's still early for this place. Later on the floor will be packed and that's nothing to how it is at Mardi Gras."
"I reckon I'll just have to come back then," he told me moving closer to my ear to keep from shouting.
"Come on," I yelled at him and took him by the hand, "Let's go upstairs to get drinks. We can talk easier there."
Brody followed me hand in hand to the staircase and both of us got cruised blatantly several times before we made it up to the second floor where it was noticeably quieter. We walked up to the bar and took two open stools. The bartender jumped right over to us.
"And just what do two angels have to drink when they go out together?" he asked us flirtingly.
"Trust me?" Brody asked me with a raised eye.
"Of course," I answered and leaned over to nibble his ear.
"Berri Acai and tonic, no twist and a double Beam on the rocks," he told the bartender with a wink.
"Not just angels," the bartender said as he began to make our drinks, "But connoisseurs too. I haven't seen you two in here before. Visiting?"
"Yep," Brody answered running the back of his hand across my chest, "And I'm lovin' it."
"I've seen you before," I told the guy, "Last Mardi Gras. It was packed up here. Took me a half hour to make it up the stairs."
"I must be losing it," he replied and set our drinks in front of us on two bar naps that he produced adroitly, "I thought I always would remember someone that looks like you, with those magic eyes."
"I was wearing a mask," I told him.
"What kind?" he asked.
"A domino accented with black peacock feathers."
"Shirtless? Black leather chaps and jock?" he inquired.
"Yeah that was me," I answered amazed at his recall, "You've got an eye for detail and a hell of a memory."
"Makes for a good bartender," he and Brody both said at the same time, setting all three of us to laughing.
"My night Mike," Brody said pulling a bill out of his pocket to pay for our drinks.
"Already taken care of," the bartender told us nodding his head to the other end of the bar.
The man he indicated was a muscle stud with a shaved head wearing a black leather harness and tight black jeans. He nodded and raised his glass to us. Brody and I both picked up our drinks and saluted him back and took a swallow at the same time he did.
"Come on Mike," Brody said standing up, pulling a five out of his pocket and setting it on the bar for a tip, "Let's go say howdy to our benefactor."
"His name's Rayne with a y," the bartender told us as we moved toward the guy, "He's a regular, not a fixture though. A pretty nice guy."
"Howdy Rayne, I'm Brody and this here is Mike. Thanks for the drinks."
We all three shook hands and Rayne scoped us both with gleaming baby blues. He was just a tad shy of my height and built thicker than either one of us. His hairless chest had a single lightning bolt tattoo that ran from his right shoulder across his hard prominent pec to point at his right nipple. The nipple had a fairly large gauge steel bar pierced through it.
"My pleasure," he said, "It was kind of selfish on my part though. I was hoping to you'd come over."
"You hit the nail on the head then," Brody said with a laugh, "I always thank a fella that buys me a drink."
"I definitely hear the sound of the Lone Star State," Rayne said with a grin.
"Don't say it Mike," Brody said to me and pulled me to him with his hand massaging my neck.
"Say what?" I asked feigning innocence even though we both knew he had cut my response off.
"Are you two lovers?" Rayne asked us and added, "Feel free to tell me to mind my own business."
"Just suck buddies so far," Brody answered him directly, "But we plan on upping the ante later on."
"We're aiming for the jackpot," I added getting in on the repartee.
"Any chance on me sitting in on the game too?" Rayne asked smiling and enjoy the play on words.
"It's mighty kind of you to ask," Brody replied and looked lustfully at me, "But Mike and I want this one for just the two of us tonight. Any other time and I think we might just take you up on it. Whadda ya say Mike? Wanna play with Rayne sometime later?"
"Later like in tomorrow night?" I asked the sexy man.
"Damn!" he exclaimed with a frustrated expression.
"Don't sweat it if you've got something tomorrow Rayne," Brody told him and took his massive shoulder in a friendly grip, "You can take your pick of the two days after that too. Mike and I'll be here till Tuesday."
"Sorry guys," the muscle man said with regret, "I'm leaving town tomorrow to go out to west Texas. I just inherited some property out there and I have to go and change the deed, get the tax info, and check the place out. I've already scheduled meetings or I'd change it. But I do understand that you two want a one on one for your first time. I'd want that too. We can exchange cell numbers and maybe I'll see the two of you again sometime."
We both willing did that and god bless Rayne's horny heart, I got Brody's number and he took mine. Rayne signaled the bartender for another round seeing that we had all downed ours while we talked. When we got our drinks, Rayne looked at us with a grin.
"How about a three way dance at least before you two take off for Nirvana?" he asked.
"Now that sounds like fun," I agreed.
"Lead the way," Brody told the stud.
We danced our asses off through three or four songs before I gave Brody a look that said I wanted him NOW! Rayne saw it and laughed. Brody had to adjust his package in my jock. Amidst hugs and cheek kisses Rayne walked us to the door. I swear every guy we went past checked us all three out like chefs shopping at a gourmet grocery. Rayne wasn't going to have any trouble finding some companionship tonight if he wanted it.
"Unload one for me guys," Rayne said as he waved us off and goodbye.
Brody and I made it back to our hotel quick time. We plucked each other's shirts off on the elevator and Brody fumbled with his key card out of excitement when we got to the door. Most of our clothes ended up in the entry alcove as we stripped each other in libidinous need the minute the door shut behind us. We went through the adjoining doorway into my room and were on my bed wrestling with sexual greediness in moments.
The cowboy stud adroitly maneuvered his way into a side by side sixty-nine position and swallowed my cock like a starving man. I sucked on his balls while stroking his ten inch prick. His nuts were drawn up tight as a drum in his sack and I knew mine were too. I wasn't in the best position to get his mammoth tool down my throat so I rolled him onto his back and straddled him while fucking his handsome face. As I shoved my mouth down to engulf his joy rod, he let my cock slip from his lips and he pulled me back by my hips. Just as I got his leaking cock to start to slide into my gullet, he pulled my butt onto his face. His lips, tongue, and mouth latched onto my butthole making me moan and squirm in ticklish pleasure as I deep throated his shaft. Brody's hands spread my cheeks further apart and he used his forefingers to erotically part my anal ring so he could get his tongue further in me. He licked, tongue fucked, sucked, and nibbled on my tingling hole, driving me crazy with his rim work. I felt my own rigid pecker constantly dripping sticky pre-cum between his hairy pecs.
"Jeez Mike that's the best fucking blow job I've ever had man. Oh fuck, you're getting me so close," Brody said from between my cheeks, "And what're you tryin' to do, glaze my whole chest with your dick drip?"
I slowly came up off of the stud's awesome erect meat keeping up a hard suction as I did so. He moaned causing a ripple of intense pleasure on my fuck hole. I let his engorged pole fall from my mouth to land with a slap on his sexy cut abs. He tried to hold me back as I moved pulling my ass from his face, but I spun around to quickly for him to catch me in time. I sat on his crotch with his steel hard cock between my spit wet butt cheeks, leaned over, and began to lick my cock honey from the silky golden hairs on his chest. I flexed my butt cheeks around his throbbing dick and coated my finger with some of the goo on his chest and fed it to him.
"Leave the rest of it man," Brody said pushing me upright by my shoulders, "I've got a better use for it."
He pushed me over and manhandled me onto my knees. He pushed my head down leaving my ass sticking up toward him and began to wipe up the rest of my dick drip off his chest and transfer it to his cock and my hole. It was apparent where this was headed and I hunched my ass back into his hand teasing him.
"Lean forward Mike," he instructed me once he had my asshole and his rigid dick slicked up with my pre, "I'm gonna put my dick head on your hole and let you back up on it at your own pace. I'm just gonna watch as you fuck yourself on my piece. Don't worry if you can't take it all pal, you won't be the first one."
"Watch me," I told him and started easing my asshole onto his man meat.
He had no way of knowing that my fuck hole had been conditioned by Cal's even thicker cock and I had no worries over his girth. I had a few concerns over his length, but I wanted it so bad that I knew I could take it all if I just gave into my horniness.
I felt my ass lips part and relaxed as his big fat mushroom head started its way into my ass. I pushed back and took six inches of the giant prong in one smooth move. I felt his wide head move over my prostate and my cock let loose with another flow of clear nectar that I caught with my right hand and used to lube my own erection. I started casually stroking myself as I rocked back and forth taking more of Brody's huge fuck tool up my chute, inch by inch.
"Fuck Mike," Brody groaned in delight, "It looks so hot watchin' your hole workin' my bone. AHHHH! Fuck Yeah! You're really likin' it ain'tcha?"
"It's great Brody," I crooned to him letting his long slab slide even further in my bowels, "I want it all man, and then I want you to fuck me good. How much more is there to take?"
"You're down to the last two inches bud," He answered, "I can feel the warmth of your ass all around my dick Mike. Just you tell me when you want me to start plowin' you. I'll take it easy man. I promise."
"Don't make promises I don't want you to keep stud," I told him as I squirmed and pushed back hard coming to rest with his pubes tickling the outer ring of my well stretched hole, "Ugh! AHHHH FUCK! I think you're cock head is deeper up in me than anything I've ever felt."
"Take your time pal," he instructed me, "I could stay hard in you forever, your ass is so hot and tight."
"Go ahead and fuck me," I told him.
Brody ever so slowly drew his cock back half way and then just as slowly pushed in until he was back in all the way with his tight ball sack resting on my taint. He repeated this move several times letting out sighs of sexual enjoyment each time while I grunted out my carnality every time he hit bottom. He took me by my hips and repositioned himself still keeping up his slow smooth fuck motions. After a few minutes of his leisurely dicking, he bent over me and wrapped his arms around my chest pulling me up on all fours and started feel-groping my pecs and nips. He then started a series of short jabbing strokes that were a bit faster and used only the last inch or so of his massive rod to fuck me. His hairy chest felt incredible across my back and I squirmed under him wanting his dick as bad as any I'd ever had.
"Fuck me like you mean it cowboy," I admonished him, "Dick my ass hard Brody. I can take it. Give it to me man. I want it. I need it."
"You sure?" he asked me as he licked and nibbled on my ear, "I want it bad too, but I don't wanna hurt you."
"Damn it Brody," I said feeling frustrated, horny, and needy, "Do you want me to beg for it? I will. Fuck me with that huge slab man. PLEASE! FUCK ME HARD!"
"Okay fucker," he responded with a laugh, "You asked for it."
I quickly discovered that I had almost asked for too much, almost, but not quite. Another millimeter of cock and I'm sure it would have ruptured me. As it was Brody put me through the ringer with his giant fuck shaft. He drew back until his head was the only part of his dick left in me and drove back into me so quickly that I felt my sphincter muscle heat up. He started fuck rutting in my hole so fast, long, and deep that all I could do was grunt and moan as his huge prong rammed into me over and over. The large girth of his cock slid over my love knob time after time, again and again, causing it to send drop after drop of pre-cum up my cock to go slinging out my slit all over the sheet under me. His prick must have been leaking as much as mine because I felt the wetness lubing me as he piled into my hole. He fucked me so fast and furious with his huge member that I couldn't even jack my cock. All I could do was brace myself on all fours and reveal libidinously in the fuck ride of my life.
"I'm fuckin' gettin' close Mike," He declared still battering his huge slab of meat into me, "You want me to cum or wait?"
"Ugh! Can I... ugh, fuck you... ugh, after you cum?" I asked trying to spread my hole even wider to take his fuck.
"Sure as shootin' bud," he replied lifting back up off my back and grabbing my hips to pound me even harder.
"Then go for it," I told him, "Fuck it in me Brody. Make your cock feel good. FUCK ME!"
Brody drove his rod relentlessly into me for another couple of dozen more toe curling thrusts and shuddered. Slamming deep in me, he held me with his giant shaft completely lodged up my ass. I felt his cock head jerk as he got his nut.
"FUUUUCK!" he cried out, "Here it comes! AHHHHHHH! TAKE IT MIKE!"
Brody ground his pubic bone into my fuck spread ass and unloaded into me, jerking from head to toe every time his balls delivered another shot of thick warm cum up my ass. Even though his ejaculating pole was ten inches deep in my fuck chute, I still felt his load leaking out around his thickness past my fuck spread ass lips. He must have shot off a huge amount of jizz. He sighed and plucked his ass buster out of my hole. I turned and faced him on my knees clenching my cheeks to keep his deposit in me. He smiled lustfully at me and dropped onto his back lifting his knees to his chest and aiming his blonde hair rimmed hole at me. His cock remained half hard and wet with cum between his muscular thighs
"Fuck me Mike," he said invitingly, "Dip somma my spew outta your hole and lube me up, then fuck my brains out just like I did you."
I didn't have to be told twice. I used three fingers to gather a nice wad from my spunked up hole and lathered it onto his. I got another glob from the same place and coated my cock and set the pointed end of my achingly hard pecker to his pucker. He looked at me and nodded as I began to penetrate him. He obviously wanted it hard because he shoved his ass back into my groin and my fuck stick went rocketing into him balls deep.
"FUUUUCK!" he yelled, "It hurts so good! FUCK ME MAN! FUCK ME HARD!"
I hammered his ass with my yearning cock even harder and faster than he had done me. I set up an amazing pace and just looked at him as he writhed under me in full blown ecstasy from the butt banging he was getting. My sweat dripped onto his face and he caught what he could of it with his tongue and gave into my barbaric fuck. His cock began to rise from his crotch and after only two minutes of power fucking it was rock hard again and bouncing on his abs. He lifted his legs, grabbed his calves in both hands and spread into an almost full split giving me ever greater access to drive my rampant rod up his chute. He was so hot and sexy that my dick began to thrum with impending orgasm.
"OH FUCK!" I cried out, "I'm sorry Brody, I'm going to blow!"
"Go for it Mike!" he urged me, "You can give me a long fuck later man. I wanna feel your cream leakin' out my ass when I fuck you again. Goo me up man. FUCK IT IN ME!"
His sexy trash talk was all it took for me to go past the point of no return. I pump hard and jetted my hot sperm into his bubble butt. He tightened his sphincter to milk me thoroughly. I plunged into him over and over coating his insides with my milky juices. I felt my balls relax and slowly go slack as I short fucked the last drops in him. I collapsed over him and he wrapped his arms and legs around me and started kissing my neck and face.
"Whew!" I said breathlessly, "That was great Brody. Your ass is incredible man."
"Look who's talkin'" he replied with a chuckle, "I've never been able to let go and fuck like that before Mike. It was the best time I've ever had. Can I do it again?"
"Now?" I asked him feeling his hard rod jump on our stomachs between us.
"Yeah?" he asked sheepishly, "You're so fuckin' hot Mike. I'll make it quick man. I just need to have it again. It was so raunchy hot."
I grinned at him and bucked my cock out of his ass while he waited on my answer. I had been impressed by the limber way he had spread his legs for me and I wanted to return the favor so to speak. I lifted my hips and spread them wide into a full horizontal split. My years of Tai Quon Do had made me as flexible as a wire stick figure. I pulled on his shoulders and slid up until his hard fuck pole jerked up between my cheeks and maneuvered my ass back and worked it on his cock head. When I felt the big wide glans against my hole I shoved back and took it all the way. I let out another moan of wanton pleasure as the big head slid over my feel good bump. Brody stared at me in amazement.
"Screw my ass Brody," I told him and rolled us over to leave him over me propped on his arms with my legs spread wide and his monster prick planted deep in me, "Go ahead. What are you waiting for?"
"Goddamn Mike!" he exclaimed as he rushed to pummel my hole.
He was quick this time. He didn't fuck me for more than a couple of minutes before his eyes squeezed shut and he reloaded my ass. His pubic bone once again jerked against my anal ring as he delivered his seed into me.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" he cried out in orgasmic carnal pleasure.
He fell on top of me and I wrapped myself around him like he had done to me. This time though, I sought his mouth with mine and engaged him in a long sensual kiss as he caught his breath from his exertions. I let him breathe through my passages as I explored his mouth. His spent cock did go down this time and it left my hole with a quiet sloppy plop. The cowboy had really spermed me up good. His stamina was amazing. If all bull riders were like him then there were a lot of worn out happy holes in cowboy country.
"Can I lick it out of you?" He asked me out of the blue.
I squirmed under him and rolled over lifting my ass up against his crotch. He rushed to back up and pressed his face into my crack with his tongue already full extended seeking his freshly fucked load in my ass. Brody wasn't just a fantastic versatile fuck, he was a true cum junky. When he finished sucking as much of his sperm from my ass as he could get, he turned over and had me fuck his face until I shot my wad down his throat.
We were both pretty exhausted by this point and crawled into each other's arms. We held each other and just enjoyed the afterglow of a round of hot unbridled sex. As we started to doze off I remembered something he had said.
"I thought your bed was for sleeping," I said to him.
"If you're up to toting me there then go for it." He told me with a sleepy chuckle.
I just rolled him on his side and spooned up tight against him and let my mind drop off to sleep. Before I fully drifted away, I heard a soft snore coming from him. I giggled in my head with the realization that he wasn't perfect after all, but damn close to it.
I woke up cum crusty to the sound of a knock on the door and a female voice.
"Housekeeping," the voice said from the other side of the door.
"Just a sec!" I hollered back waking Brody.
"I'll get it," I told him relieving his just awakened panic stare.
I jumped out of bed and went to the door in my all and all and opened it a crack. A housekeeper in tidy uniform peered at my face from the other side. She was looking at me awaiting a response.
"I think I'm going to sleep in today," I told her, "My room can wait until tomorrow."
"Fine sir," she responded, "If you do need extra towels or anything else you can just call housekeeping anytime day or night. Just press 4 on your room phone."
"Thank you," I said and shut the door making sure to throw the security latch and deadbolt this time.
I rushed through the adjoining room doors and gathered up our clothes in the entry way just as a knock came on Brody's door. I checked his jeans pocket and found his key card. Knowing all was okay now, I went back into my room and pulled the connecting door on his side shut hearing the click as the door latch fell into place in the door plate. I didn't answer the second knock or the call of "Housekeeping" this time. I figured she could clean up in Brody's room since he was here with me.
"You're a quick waker upper," Brody said as he sat up in the bed stretching and yawning.
"And I thought you cowboys were rise at the break of dawn types," I responded and tossed him my jockstrap, "How about a shower and then go for breakfast stud?"
"We are when we haven't been screwed to the moon and back, but how's about a shower, room service, and some more of your fine ass fuckin'?" he countered and put my jock to his face and taking a deep inhale of the pouch.
He wasn't checking it to see if it was clean enough to re-wear, he was raunchily sampling the combined male musk of our crotches. I laughed, jumped on the bed, and joined him breathing back and forth with the supporter's pouch between our faces. It was erotic as hell.
"We still have to put on something when room service arrives," I told him.
"Will this jockstrap do?" he asked me teasingly.
"Not for both of us," I said with a laugh.
I called room service and ordered a big selection of breakfast food items along with a pot of coffee, a pitcher of orange juice, and two bloody marys. I grabbed a couple of pairs of athletic shorts, two t-shirts, and another jock from my bag and took them into the bathroom and set them on the counter, I then joined Brody in the shower that he had already started.
He wanted to play, but I knew we didn't have the time. In fact he had just stepped into a jock (he chose the used one) when the knock on our door followed by the call of "Room service" came.
"Be right there," Brody called out as he hurriedly donned the white nylon shorts.
"Just sign my name and add a tip," I told him as I rushed to finish my shower, "It's my day to pay, remember?"
"Okay," he answered and then asked, "What's your last name Mike?"
"Greene with an `e'," I told him quickly.
Brody didn't bother with putting on anything else or shutting the bathroom door for that matter. He just went to the room door, looked through the peephole and then opened it wide. I saw a dining cart roll by through the clear glass of the shower being pushed by a fairly young attractive guy with red hair in a hotel uniform. He took a quick look at me through the bathroom door and did a double take as he wheeled the cart past. I heard the room door shut and Brody followed behind him giving me a wink in passing.
"Will that be all sir?" I heard the young man ask as I turned off the shower, opened the stall door and grabbed a towel.
"I can't thinka anything else," Brody answered, "Can you?"
"Uh..." I heard the guy stammer.
I could imagine the look on his face as I dried off hurriedly. I could see in the mirror on the bathroom door Brody facing him wearing just those loose mesh shorts, his muscles gleaming clean, a few droplets of water shining in the golden hair of his vee-shaped chest, and his beguiling smile aimed at the bellhop. I could only see the back of the young man, but he had a very nice tight ass hugged closely by his uniform pants.
"Yeah?" Brody prompted him.
"I... I could pour your coffee for you... sir," he finally managed to say.
"That'd be a right nice start," the cowboy said flirting outrageously and then called out, "You want coffee Mike?"
"Hell yes!" I called back as I dried my left foot off and finished, "One sugar only."
The young hotel employee turned at the sound of my voice and got an eyeful in the reflection. Throwing caution to the wind, I tossed my towel over my shoulder, grabbed the other strap and the red pair of shorts and sauntered out into the room in my birthday suit. The guy had already seen about all there was to see anyway. I might as well go along with Brody's advances and see how the bellhop reacted to my casual nudity.
Brody's eyes and smile widened as I entered the room. The room service employee had stepped to the side of his cart and started pouring coffee while he kept darting his eyes at me. Most of the time he was giving my crotch and my hanging meat a good going over. Brody saw what got his attention and eased his hand down in his shorts to nonchalantly adjust his package in my double used jockstrap. The guy took an interest in that too.
"How do you want yours sir?" he asked the hairy blonde cowboy as he watched his hand move in the shorts.
"I like it all kindsa ways man," Brody responded still keeping his hand in the shorts and blatantly groping himself, "But make my coffee black."
As he poured the straight up cup of aromatic brew, I got his attention back by bending over to put on my jock. This one was a standard wide band white supporter. As I lowered it to step into it, I turned to give the guy a look at my ass. I didn't get to see his reaction but Brody's chuckle let me know that the bellhop had had one. I stood up and ran my hands around the straps getting them comfortably in place, turned back around, and held my hand out for my coffee. The guy's eyes were bugging a bit and his mouth was hanging open. His face was starting to turn red.
"Hey, it's all good fella," Brody said noticing the young man's discomfort, "If we didn't want you lookin' then we wouldn't be puttin' on a show for you. I just liked what I saw through the peephole and wanted to flirt with you man. You're a hot little number bucko. Apparently Mike here thinks so too."
The guy who wasn't as little as Brody's comment, being around 5'8", smiled coyly, the blush left his face. He handed me my cup and then the other one to Brody. He still remained silent though he didn't hesitate to look us both over appraisingly. After a few back and forth inspections of both of us as we sipped our coffee and just watched him, he turned to the desk on the wall beside him and picked up the hotel advertising pen there and wrote on the notepad beside it.
"I've got to get back to work now guys," he said as he wrote, "But here's my cell number. I get off at noon."
He stood up from writing and handed me the slip of paper making sure to take a good long look at my jocked package and my eyes. As I took the note from him, Brody stepped up behind him and grabbed his other hand. The cowboy moved the bellhop's hand down to my pouch and covered it, letting the guy get a good feel of what was there. I started to bone up and the young man grinned as he got a good feel of my cock and balls.
"Why don't you just come back here after you get off work?" I asked him, "We'll be here."
"12:30 okay?" he asked letting go of my junk reluctantly and sliding past me headed for the door, "I have to change into my regulars clothes before I leave work."
"Half past noon it is," I said giving him a smile, "Oh and..., what's your name sexy?"
"Dylan," He answered me pausing with the room door half open and added, "But if you need room service again ask for Red. That's what they call me here even though I prefer Dylan. I'm here every day from 4am until noon except Wednesdays and Thursdays."
"Great, I'll do that," I told him, "And Dylan?"
"Yes sir?" he responded.
"You can leave off the sir stuff Dylan. I'm Mike and this is Brody," I told him, "I can't wait to see your reaction when you get a feel of what Brody has between his legs."
"You two are just too fucking hot!" he said back to me as he left.
"Maybe he likes the `sir' stuff," Brody said to me with a laugh as he wrapped his muscular arms around me from behind.
"You are one insatiable horndog Brody," A told him as I ran my hands across his encircling gilt haired arms.
"Yeah? Well I'm not the one that walked out buck nekkid," he retorted as he let me go to turn around and start dishing up a plate of food from the cart, "You're the one that said we needed to be dressed."
"You set me up," I replied as he handed me the plate and started one for himself.
"You complainin'?" he asked mischievously.
"Yeah, I am, but only because I didn't get the chance to do it to you."
"So make sure you get your hot tight ass out of the shower first next time," he said laughing along with me, "If you saw something like that through the peephole, what would you have done?"
"Probably not as good as you," I said sincerely and sat down on the edge of the bed to start eating.
"You wouldn't have to make the effort Mike," he said joining me, "You have those awesome eyes that do all the work for you. Did you see how he looked at you?"
"I appreciate it Brody," I told him, "But he gave you the same treatment."
"You think his cock nest is as flamin' red as his hair?" he asked me.
"I don't know stud, but I'm sure looking forward to finding out."
TO BE CONTINUED
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