Business Trip

(Ah, here we are, good old LA)

Arriving from NY to LA in the winter is always a good experience. I can forget about having to freeze my butt for a few days.

As we exit the plane, David makes a mad dash for the bathroom, so I am left holding the bags until he comes out. We decide to share a cab, since we are going to the same hotel.

During the ride, we make sure to exchange cell phone numbers, since neither of us is totally sure of what our schedules will be. All we know is, we will be spending some "quality time" together.

As we walk into the lobby, I see Chuck from Boston and Tim from Chicago are checking in. I tell David I will catch up with him later, and head to meet my fellow managers.

• " Al, you made it" Tim screams for the whole lobby to hear.

• " Hey Al, what's going on" came the greeting from Chuck.

• " Guys, nice to see you again" I replied.

Tim was a really nice guy. 50is, you could kind of compare to a slightly smaller Tony Soprano physically. And he had the booming voice to go with him. He was always friendly, always the first one to suggest a restaurant, bar etc.

Chuck, on the other hand, was kind of cold in general, and with me in particular. I was sure it was the old Boston/New York thing. He was early 30s, always serious, never too social.

We all checked in, and found out we would be on the 15th floor. I sent a text message to David with my room number (1524). It was only 12:15p, so I had nothing to do until 6p, when we were all supposed to meet for dinner, and get the agenda for the next 4 days.

I started unpacking, making sure my suits had made it through the flight without getting too wrinkled. Once I was done putting everything away, I figured nothing would be better than taking a nice shower and getting under the sheets for a nice mid afternoon nap.

I remember how I had told Robert, the limo driver, that I would be sharing the room with another manager, which I knew was a lie, but now, I had the chance that I would be sharing my bed with David at some point, so I really wanted to get some rest.

I showered, and got into my nice, fresh bed completely naked. I set the alarm on my cell phone for 4:30p, and I was off to nap land.

The alarm went off quicker than I thought. could it really be 4:30 already? I laid there for a few minutes, just getting myself together, and started thinking about David, and that beautiful ass of his. Boy, I couldn't wait to see him. I realized I had a huge hard on under the sheets, but I wanted to save myself.

I went down to the lobby at 5:40, and most of the guys were down there already. It seemed every TV in the lobby had the Lakers game on. Why so early? I thought. Then I realized they were playing on the east coast, so the games start unusually early for what we are used to (generally 4:30p).

A couple of drinks later, we all headed into the hotel's restaurant, where they had already set our table in their private room. As we were walking in, my phone jingled, telling me I had a new text message. I looked, it was from David:

" In room 1934, will see you in yours @9p".

Wow. Now I was really excited. I couldn't wait to get this over with, so I could get back up to my room.

The conversation dragged on. We were all really fed up with all the budget cuts our clients were making, which made our jobs harder to do. Unfortunately, there wasn't much we could do, so we just needed to keep working hard.

It was now 6:45p, and we were just starting to order. I didn't want to seem anxious, but i really needed things to move along. Of course, the waiter didn't seem to mind how long we took, since the more time we spent there, the more everyone was drinking.

To make a long story short, we finally decided to break the dinner at around 8:30. I was already sweating, thinking I wouldn't make my room in time.

A few of the guys wanted to go out. There was a "Gentleman's Club" a couple of blocks away. About 7 of them went out. Brian (the really cute manager from Denver, and the senior of the group at about 60) Jorge from Miami ( a young and very friendly guy from Argentina) and myself decided to go back to our rooms. We rode the elevator together to the 15th floor. Once we got there, we said our good nights. Jorge went to the left, Brian and I to the right.

• " What room are you in?" Brian asked.

• " 1524. What about you"

• " Really?. I am 1527, just across the hallway".

• " Nice. Well, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. See you at 7:30 in the lobby?"

• " You got it. Have a good night". he said

• " Good night" I replied, and closed my door.

I put away all the paperwork i had received for the week, took off my shoes, and decided to slip into a t shirt and shorts to wait for David. Just then, there was a knock at the door.

8:55P, according to my cell phone. I smiled at the thought that David was as anxious as me to get it on. I decided to be bad, so I quickly took of my clothes and threw them on a chair. I was already hard, which was fine with me.

I went to the door, and as I was about to open it, my phone sounded with another text. Obviously, whoever was texting would have to wait. I had much more important things to do.

I opened the door as I said to David:

• " Finally, I am all you...." I froze in mid sentence. Standing at the door was not David at all. It was Brian from Denver.

• " Damn, I don't even get this type of reception at home, but i will take it" he said with a huge grin.

I could feel myself blushing, didn't even know what to say. First things first, I needed to get out of the doorway, so I invited Brian in, which he accepted.

• " I am going to guess you are expecting someone else" he laughed.

• " Well, yes, I was" I said quietly.

As I answered him, I walked into the bathroom and grabbed my robe. Now, I really didn't know what to do. Under normal circumstances, I would be all over Brian. However, David was about to get here any second. I needed to get rid of him. My phone beeped, telling me I hadn't picked up my message.

Perfect, I thought. I will use the excuse to get rid of Brian. I opened my phone, and saw the text from David.

" Al, sorry, I am stuck at a stuffy dinner. Need to take a rain check. Will see you tomorrow night".

"Wow" , I thought to myself. This could be interesting.

So, I turned back to Brian.

• " Sorry B, I was waiting for somebody, but we re scheduled for tomorrow. Did you need something?" I asked him.

• " No, not really. I just wasn't ready to go to sleep, so I figured we could chat. I didn't know you had plans, though I did notice you were ready for action"

As he talked, I looked at him discretely. He was an average guy, the short silver hair made him look very distinguished. He had kept himself in good shape, so there was no belly to speak of. There was no way for anyone to guess he was 60, he looked about 8-10 years younger.

• " Well, plans are canceled, so you are welcome to stay for a bit. Can I get you anything to drink? "

• " No thanks, drinking makes me horny".

• " Scotch on the rocks it is, then" i joked, as I walked over to the little bar and started making him a drink.

• " Careful what you wish for, young man. You might just get it" he replied.

I brought over the drinks, and we sat at opposite ends of the sofa.

• " So, is the young lady that was coming over an old friend, or did you guys meet recently? " he asked curiously.

• " Well, Brian, I will tell you, but you have to keep it between us".

• " You got it" he said.

• " The person coming over was neither young, nor a lady for that matter".

For a few seconds, Brian seemed stunned. Then he smiled, and reached out and put his hand on my thigh.

• " Good for you. Go for what you want".

This was my chance. I moved closer to him, and opened my legs slightly, so he could look up my robe if he wanted to. As I looked at his face, I realized he WAS looking. I stood up, took off my robe, and threw it on the chair, on top of my clothes. My dick was just as hard as it had been when Brian arrived. I turned around to look back at him, but he was no longer sitting on the couch. Instead, he was on his knees, waving at me to come closer.

I did. As I got to him, he reached out with his right hand, and pushed me closer to him. When my dick got to his mouth, he opened up and just took it all in one big gulp. There was no doubt in my mind he wanted this badly..

Brian was working on my dick with an insatiable hunger. I suggested we move to the bed. He was still fully clothed. As he stood up, I started to slowly unbutton his shirt. He just gave himself up, as if telling me to do whatever I wanted. Once his shirt was off, I started to undo his belt. The pants could not hide his enormous hard on. I slowly unbuttoned them, and they fell to the ground. His boxer shorts didn't have a chance at holding his huge, uncut dick, which was escaping right through the fly. I put my lips on the head, and Brian just sat on the bed, then laid flat on his back. I removed his boxers, and started to slowly suck him. I could tell he was on cloud nine. He was just moaning with pleasure as I worked more and more of his dick into my mouth with each turn.

After a couple of minutes, Brian started to bend his knees and lift his legs off the bed, exposing his ass to me. I immediately took the hint, so I reached into my night table for some lube and a rubber. They were there for David, but I guess now Brian would have to deal with my hard dick. I lubed up one of my fingers, and placed it softly at the edge of his opening. I could have sworn I felt him shake with pleasure. I got my finger inside him, and he started to squirm. Then came the second finger. By the time I put on my rubber, Brian was nearly out of control. I took his legs, and put them on my shoulders, as I slowly placed the head of my dick against his hole. When he felt the head between his cheeks, he froze for a couple of seconds. Then, he looked me straight in the eye:

• " Al, fuck me like you've never fucked someone before. I have been waiting 60 years for this" his voice was trembling.

• " Brian, we are going to enjoy this. Just relax, and we will be fine" I told him

I pushed slightly against his tight hole. I thought to myself

" Geez, he really IS a virgin. I have never fucked someone this tight".

The head of my dick started to very slowly make its way up his ass. i really wasn't pushing it, just putting enough weight on it so it would make its way in on its own.

I was starting to think he would never open up, when I heard him let out a huge moan. As he did, I suddenly felt as if an obstacle had been removed, and my dick just seemed to go in all at once.

• " Oh, Al. That is soooo good. FUCK ME!" he yelled.

• " Easy, Brian. Just get used to it for a minute, then we will go for a ride" I whispered.

I waited for a few seconds. Once I felt he was ready, I started to slightly pull out, then went back in. And again. And again. Finally, I was getting into a rhythm and letting Brian have it.

• " Yes, Al, yes! Give it to me! Give me 60 years worth! " he was shouting real loud.

I kept fucking him faster and faster. I even pulled out completely and went back in a couple of times. Every time I did this, Brian's pleasure moans sounded like they were going to tear the room down.

Finally, I couldn't hold it anymore. I felt my body begin to spasm uncontrollably.

• " Brian, I am going to come" I said loudly

• " Yes, yes. Give me what's mine" Brian replied.

With that, I could feel my semen pour out and fill the rubber, while still inside Brian's ass.

As I pulled out, he stayed on his back, stretched his legs out, took his right hand and started jerking off furiously. Within a minute, he was cumming like a bull, his sperm shooting up all the way to his face. Surprisingly, he was keeping his screaming in check.

I was now sitting back at the sofa, while Brian was still laying on the bed. He finally sat up, and looked at me.

• " Al, I can't tell you how good that was. I have wanted to have sex with a man since I was 16, just never had the guts to do it". he told me.

• " Well, now you have. Was it worth the wait?" I asked with a smile.

• " Every second of it".

• " Great. Maybe we will have an encore before we go home"

• " Definitely. Even better, maybe I can join you and your friend tomorrow". he said

OK !! Now, there's an idea for tomorrow night....

Al