Brian and Tucker Chapter Three
Tucker paid the cashier, grabbed the plastic bag with the two tubes of lube and raced for the elevator. His cock was steadily rising and he used the bag to hide it as best he could. It seemed that the elevator was never going to arrive. He considered bounding up the stairs, but just then the doors opened.
All the interns had adjoining rooms. In the room next to his, on one side, were Sam Smithson and Matt Berger. Tuck had learned at dinner that they were both confirmed bachelors and intended to keep it that way. On the other side were James Gordon and Don Cummings, the two interns who had elected to go out on the town. They were bachelors also, and Tuck was convinced that they were out looking for pussy. Silently he wished them luck.
As he got off the elevator, Tuck literally bumped into Matt Berger. Matt was carrying a bucket of ice he had gotten from the ice machine in the corridor at the end of the hall. He was wearing the hotel provided bathrobe and slippers. As young men generally do, they each glanced furtively at the other's crotch. Matt could see the bulge in Tuck's pants. The plastic bag did little to hide it. Matt had quite a bulge pushing at his robe also and it was obvious that he had nothing on under the robe. Both men came to the same conclusion. But Matt thought, "Nah. They're married men."
Tuck thought: "Man, they just met. I'm beginning to like business trips."
The two guys nodded at each other and entered their rooms ASAP. Brian was lying on top of the covers on the bed nearest the window. He was totally naked and lying on his back spread eagled. He was fully erect and Tuck thought that he was eyeing the most beautiful sight in the world. He said to Brian, "You put all other eye candy to shame. Do you know how beautiful you are and what you do to me?"
Brian just smiled and said, "Shut the lights handsome and look at this view." The drapes were opened and the room afforded a magnificent view of the city. Night had just fallen and the city lights made it look like Christmas in August.
"Not until I hang up my suit," Tuck answered, "and not until we call our wives. I only brought one suit and I need it every night for dinner, except if we go out once or twice." They had been informed that the seminars were informal. They could even wear shorts if they wanted to. Tuck hung his suit and dress shirt in the closet. He laid his tie, socks and Hanes boxers on a chair for further use. He had only worn the socks and underwear for about an hour and a half and figured he could wear them at least once more. Then stark naked they called their wives. Tuck called Maryann first and while he was talking, Brian sucked his cock. It was all Tuck could do to get through the call without laughing. Assuring Maryann he loved her, Tuck hung up still laughing. When Brian called Colleen, Tuck sucked Brian's cock. When Brian hung up they laughed hysterically like two impish boys.
Having satisfied themselves in the shower just a short while ago, neither felt any great sense of urgency to begin wild sex.
"I've got an idea," Tuck said. "We're both practically hairless, but after sucking your cock before, I hope you won't mind if we trim our pubes a little. I don't mean drastically so the wives notice, just enough so I can get a good amount of you in my mouth without tasting hair."
"For you, I'll do anything," Brian said and he went into the bathroom to get his shaving kit which contained a small pair of scissors. Brian did the honors for Tuck and visa versa. They admired their handiwork and climbed back in bed. They positioned themselves facing each other. They each placed an arm under the other's shoulder and with their other hand they began to fondle one another with soft, feathery strokes. Their lips found each other and parted as one tongue tickled the other. They let go of their cocks and pressed them together. They dry humped each other, while moaning and sighing in ecstasy. Then as if on cue they whispered simultaneously into one another's ears, "I love you." Their cocks and their tongues ground into each other harder and harder.
"I want you to fuck me," Tuck whispered. I have plenty of lube.
"Only if you return the favor," Brian said hoarsely.
"For you, Hon, anything," Tuck responded by kissing Brian so hard his tongue hurt. They were beginning to use words like Hon,' Babe,' `Sweetie' and neither of them even noticed. Better watch out when the other guys are around.
But Brian grew concerned. "We'll have to get you really prepared for the width of me. It might take more than one session."
"Stop talking and do me before I erupt," Tuck admonished Brian. So Brian told Tuck to lie on his stomach. He straddled Tuck and began to kiss his neck. He licked his way down Tuck's back until he reached his crack. Brian spread Tuck's cheeks and licked his way down the crack until he found his love hole. Tuck still tasted soap from their recent shower. That smell, blended with a musky odor, hardened Brian's cock even more. His tongue delicately swiped at Tuck's opening, and Tuck nearly jumped out of bed with one great sigh. Then little by little Brian's tongue entered Tuck's hole. His moaning increased in volume.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Tuck moaned to Brian, really hoping Brian would never stop."
"You have no idea how good you taste, and how much this is turning me on, was Brian's response. "Besides, this is how I got Colleen's pussy ready, and I have more prep work to do so lie back and enjoy." The tubes of lube were on the bed stand. Brian took one and squirted a hefty amount on Tuck's ass hole. He then easily inserted his fore finger. It didn't hurt Tuck at all, but Tuck felt like he might need to take a dump. When Brian saw that Tuck was squirming in pleasure, he started to insert another finger. Now there was some resistance so Brian withdrew and then entered two fingers again very slowly. He reached the sphincter and pressed lightly. Once he penetrated, Tuck relaxed and began to squirm again in pure pleasure.
"Oh baby," Tuck sighed, "this is fantastic. I wish I had known about this sooner."
Without saying anything, Brian squirted more lube on his other fingers with his free hand, and inserted another finger into Tuck. The third finger slipped in with relative ease, so Brian took a chance. He generously lubed his fat cock, gently withdrew his three fingers, peeled back his fore skin and placed his cock head against Tuck's hole. Gently, centimeter by centimeter he entered Tuck. Until Brian reached the sphincter, Tuck thought he would die from the pain, but he wanted to get fucked by Brian so badly, he kept silent. Then Brian penetrated and he was able to slip in with very little resistance. He lay on top of his new love without moving so that Tuck could get used to the sensation. The pain diminished and with Brian's cock inside of him, Tuck started to cry from the joy of it.
He said to Brian, "I want to look at you while you fuck me."
Brian withdrew, and Tuck turned over on his back. Brian got on his knees in front of Tuck, and placed each of Tuck's legs on his shoulders. He then lubed himself again and slowly entered Tuck. This time entry was almost effortless. When he was all the way in, Tuck could feel Brian's trimmed pubic hairs tickling his ass, and his excitement grew stronger.
"Now," Tuck yelled at Brian, "ride me hard." Brian began to thrust, slowly at first, and then harder. Tuck thrust forward to meet Brian's thrusts. They developed a love rhythm. They began to sweat and Brian leaned forward, leaning on Tuck, so that their sweat blended together and made little swishing sounds. Tuck wrapped his legs around Brian's waist urging him further inside of him. Sounds of, "This is great; I love this; Don't stop; Harder, Harder," filled the room.
Brian's cock was massaging Tuck's prostate and his orgasm was building. He didn't want to cum, but he couldn't stop it. With one loud scream he began to spurt his cum in stream after stream, blending it with the sweat on their bellies. When he climaxed, he contracted his ass hole, and that was too much for Brian who began to fill Tuck's ass with his sweet juices. They lay lost in the splendor of it all, unable to move, kissing all the while. Eventually Brian's cock slipped out of Tuck's ass and he rolled over to lie side by side with his lover.
Unexpectedly Brian got out of bed. "Where are you going?" Tuck wanted to know.
"I'm going to get us something to drink. There's a vending machine down the hall." There was enough light coming in from outside so that he didn't have to put on any lights. He went to the bathroom, took a towel, and cleaned himself off. He then cleaned Tuck's belly, cock and ass hole. He threw the dirty towel on the bathroom floor, and put on the hotel bathrobe and slippers. They both had laid coins on the dresser. He put the coins in the pocket of the robe, removed the plastic from the ice bucket the hotel had provided, and headed for the vending machine. At the ice machine he ran into Matt Berger, who was refilling his ice bucket, and was not too steady on his feet. He, and possibly his room mate, had obviously been drinking.
With a bit of a chuckle, Brian said, "You should take it easy man. Tomorrow is a big day." Matt just grinned and went back to his room.
Brian filled the ice bucket with just a little ice, got two cokes from the machine, placed the cans on top of the ice and returned to his room. He double locked the door, put some ice in the plastic cups, which were a staple at every hotel, poured a coke for each of them, handed a cup to Tuck and sat down in bed next to him. They gave each other a chaste little kiss on the lips, and Tuck was the first to speak.
"Brian honey, that was the most fantastic sex I have ever had. The feel of your cock inside of me was simply awesome. Then when you filled me with cum, I can't describe how fantastic that felt. I know this all sounds so weird, but I love you so much it hurts." Brian smiled at Tuck and began to cry with happiness. Before either could say anything else, they both felt a bump on the wall behind the bed, and then another and another. Brian started to laugh. "What's so funny?" Tuck wanted to know.
"I figure the room next door is a mirror image of ours. The backs of their beds are against the same wall as ours. Honey, I think Sam and Matt are fucking." They began to giggle, jumped out of bed and put their ears to the wall. They clearly heard someone yell, "God this is great," and they thought they could hear moaning. Finally, they distinctly heard a scream, followed shortly by another.
"Good grief, do you think they heard us before?" Tuck asked Brian? "That wouldn't be good. We're married and they aren't."
"They're both drunk," Brian reassured Tuck. "I doubt they are aware of anything. Come let's get back to bed." They put what was left of their drinks on the dresser, and got back into bed. This time they pulled down the covers and enjoyed the fresh, cool sheets underneath. They both began to giggle thinking of what they had just heard. It also made them horny and both were hard again.
"Roll over," Tuck commanded Brian. He leaned over and spread Brian's cheeks. His tongue tickled up and down Brian's crack and after enough teasing, he began to suck and kiss Brian's ass hole, enjoying the mixed smell of soap and musk. He now knew why Brian had been so turned on. Finally his tongue sought to fill Brian's hole and he was able to enter almost an inch with his tongue. Brian was squirming and moaning loudly all the while. Then he told Brian to lie on his back. He reached over for the half empty tube of lube. He had Brian put his legs on his shoulders and he began to lubricate Brian's ass. Brian was going crazy.
"Oh Tuck, Tuck darling, don't stop. I love it, love it." He moaned. Tuck inserted one finger and when there was no resistance, he inserted a second. Obviously, Brian was born to be a bottom, so with no further ado, Tuck lubed his cock, positioned it at his target and slowly started to enter. He met little or no resistance. "It's so good, Tuck. Put it in as far as you can get it, please, please." Brian sighed at Tuck.
Without even thinking if Sam and Matt could hear anything, Tuck drove home. His pubes rubbed against Brian's ass, heightening the sensation for both of them. Brian was the first to yell, "Oh Hon, I'm cumming." He was amazed that this was happening without anybody stroking his cock. He came, screaming his lungs out, with fewer squirts than usual, which was perfectly understandable. His cum was squishing between their bellies, and that put Tuck over the top. Even though he was trying to delay his orgasm, he too gave out a loud yelp and deposited his seed inside of Brian.
When Brian felt his ass being filled with Tuck's juice he began to sob uncontrollably. "Tuck baby, I, I, I," he couldn't find the words. Tuck wiped Brian's eyes and began to kiss him madly as the two of them collapsed in exhaustion. They lay still for quite a while until Tuck got the towel from the bathroom floor and cleaned them both off. Then he climbed into bed. They faced each other and began to kiss each other tenderly while fondling one another's cocks.
Then Tuck said, "You know I considered myself quite a stud in college. I didn't really slow down until I met Maryann. Before that I had lots and lots of sex. But let me tell you, Babe, nothing, and I mean nothing, compares to what we had tonight. Thank you, thank you. Thank you." He leaned over to give Brian yet another tender kiss.
"I hear what you're saying, and I can only agree. You just gave me the best sex I have ever known," Brian said in agreement.
Suddenly Brian began to cry softly and he said to Tuck, "Tuck, my dearest, you are my whole life. I can't conceive of continuing my life without you. but we have to face reality. What are we going to do about our wives? I truly love Colleen. I don't want to hurt her."
Tuck was silent for a moment. He put his arm under Brian's neck and drew him close to him. "We aren't going to do anything," he said. "We are going to live a lie, just as I imagine thousands of other's are living this lie. We are going to continue to function as straight couples. It will be easier for us at work, with our families and with our church. We live next door to each other. We work together. We are exceptionally good friends. I promise you from the bottom of my heart that I will never desert you. We'll find ways to be together, like maybe fishing trips, business trips and the like. We have to be particularly careful in public and with our wives to make sure we stop using terms of endearment or touching each other inappropriately. We've just got to pull it off. That's the only way we can be together. We have to do this because I can't live without you."
Brian gave Tuck a long and tender kiss. "Yes," he agreed. "That's what we have got to do." The two lovers held each other tightly and finally fell asleep.
The next morning they rediscovered the joy of showering together. They fooled around like two kids, but neither of them climaxed. After dressing casually, they went down to the dining room. Since there was no requirement that the interns eat like soldiers in a mess hall, the hostess sat them at a table for four. They sat at right angles so they could touch each other under the table. Before they could even order breakfast, Sam and Matt entered the dining room and spotted them.
"Mind if we join you?" Sam asked.
"Of course you can," Brian and Tuck said in unison. Sam and Matt sat down and it was obvious that they were very hung over. As soon as they put down their menus, Matt's left hand and Sam's right went under the table. Tuck noticed and smiled to himself. He also remembered to keep both of his arms atop the table. Eventually Brian picked up on it, and made sure his arms were visible at all times.
According to their handouts, the first seminar was in the Colonial Room. After breakfast, the four table mates left the dining room and went to the front desk to inquire where the Colonial Room was. They were now joined by several other of the interns who had been milling about in the lobby. The desk clerk gave them directions and they all headed out. The room was set up with four tables covered with table cloths. There were three chairs at each table. There was a pitcher of ice water and a glass at each station. There was a desk at the front of the room and an easel with a large pad and markers. At the back of the room was another table with a coffee urn, plastic flatware, napkins, paper cups and saucers, bagels, donuts and Danish pastry. An intern could get fat here this week.
Over the next few days, the men learned everything they should know about the company they were to work for. But the most important thing that Brian and Tuck learned, they learned at this very first seminar. The knowledge of this particular company policy was to have a profound effect on their secret lives.
The instructor informed them that whenever the company got an assignment, that assignment was never a solo undertaking. It was a team effort. That is to say, an engineer from each division went out on the job. Only when the needs and parameters of the job were clearly defined did the engineers who were needed remain at the job. The others went back home to be reassigned elsewhere.
Brian caught Tuck's eye. Silently they agreed that they had to find a way to be assigned to the same team so that they could travel out of town together as much as possible.
During the rest of the week, they made love as often as possible, and judging by the noise from the next room, so did Matt and Sam. It was too bad that Sam was going back to Chicago and Matt was headed back to Los Angeles.
Tuck really felt for them, but he knew that if they really loved each other, they would eventually ask for transfers to the same city so that they might be together.
The last night in Kansas City, the lovers just cuddled and held one another tightly. They refrained from climaxing. After all, they needed to have some strength left for their wives.
To be Continued...