Hotel Encounters

Hotel Encounters Series - Wade by Reprobate (rprob8@hotmail.com)

When Wade came to me asking for a job a couple months before the end of his last year in high school, I would of hired him even if he was the dumbest, clumsiest jock that ever entered the hotel. I am sure, when he walked into my office, the cleaning staff didn't have to wash the floor for a month after my tongue stopped dragging on it.

To me, he looked like a God, just descended from Mount Olympus to toy and tease with us mere mortals. To say he was goodlooking would be probably the grossest understatement of the century.

There he stood, in the doorway of my office, virtually glowing. The light from the fluorescent fixtures danced off the blonde, slightly wavy hair that fell down in perfect harmony to his shoulders. He had the kind of hair that, if completely messed up, he only had to run his fingers through it and it fell perfectly in line again ... as if he just stepped from a salon.

His eyes were such a deep sparkling blue ... you could lose yourself for days in them. A masculine but slender nose drew your eyes down to his full moist red lips. And those lips framed perfectly in a seemingly constant smile a set of perfect teeth. When he smiled more broadly, the dimples at each corner of his mouth became evident. His skin was clear and smooth, with a tan that seemed impossibly deep for the Spring time at our latitude.

The breadth of his shoulders, the fullness of his chest and the slender curves of his hips let you know without question that an athlete was standing before you ... even when he was wearing a short sleeved dress shirt and casual slacks. His legs were, no doubt, as well muscled as his torso. There was no hint of what might be hidden by the crotch of his pants. He propelled his 6'3" frame into my office to shake my hand and introduce himself with the grace of a dancer. When he spoke, his voice echoed in those rich dulcet tones that can cause women to swoon .. and some men too no doubt. I judged him to weigh in at a solid 180 or 190 lbs.

That first time I saw him, I must have seemed a mindless idiot. His unexpected presence having virtually caused my brain to, more or less, short circuit. I couldn't think, I certainly could not stand up because my dick had gone to full hard in an instant when I saw him. After babbling a few unintelligible words, I pulled myself together enough to ask him to go down to the dining room and I would join him in a few minutes. As he turned to leave, his perfectly formed firm bubble butt seemed to beckon me as he walked back out the door.

When he left, I felt suddenly flushed and unable to catch my breath. The guy was simply drop dead gorgeous ... but even that doesn't do him justice. He had mentioned, I thought I remembered hearing him say, that he had just turned 18 and was looking for a part-time weekend job until school ended ... and then he wanted full time until the end of summer when he would head to university. When my brain reset itself, I decided I could give him work Friday and Saturday nights. One night at each of the hotels. Summer time was no problem with the full time hours. I had to hire summer help anyway.

I collected myself and went down to the dining room and I was by then not so awe struck by his masculine beauty. We shook hands again as I sat down. This time, I was aware of the strength of his handshake but there was an underlying soft gentleness to it as well. I told him what I could give him in the way of a part-time job until summer, and then outlined what his full time job would be through July and August. He thanked me profusely while shaking my hand again and that is when I was first exposed to the effect his dimples could have on a person.

I was definitely in lust with this boy-man, but I was professional enough and with enough integrity to know I wasn't going to fool around with an employee. However, I had no problem watching him and imagining.

I soon learned that Wade might be a jock, playing on 3 different high school sports teams and being voted Best Athlete for 3 years running. But he was also President of the Student Council for 2 years, was on the Honor Roll academically and would be his class's Valedictorian on graduation. He was well liked by everyone who knew him. I also soon learned he was a hard worker and a fast learner, eager and willing to do any extra jobs I might ask him to take care of even if it didn't fall under his job description. Never late for work, always with his ready smile and quick sense of humor. The guy had it all, at least what most people feel is having it all ... personality, great looks, a fantastic attitude ... and his parents were decidedly well off. Yet, he remained humble, never seeming to realize just how goodlooking he was or even being aware of the effect he had on people around him.

His part-time job eased into his Summer job and all too soon, it was his last shift on a Saturday night and he was heading off to university on the Monday. A week before his classes would be starting. During the months he had been working for me, we had become good friends. Not really friends, as such. He seemed to like spending time around me and valued my opinion on events in his life. He was open with his affections, not just with me but with all the staff. If he felt someone needed a hug, they got a hug. More than once I would be hunched over trying to get the books to balance in the dining room and suddenly have him appear behind me giving me a neck, shoulder and upper back rub. Whenever he would come in to start a shift, he always sought me out and would shake my hand every time, keeping hold of my hand as he would draw me into a quick hug. He was secure in his sharing of his affections, and he shared them equally with everyone he cared about.

The staff banded together and insisted that we must give him a going away party. In the past we had sat and had a drink or two with a parting co-worker ... but this time, everyone from both hotels insisted he deserved a party. So I relented to their insistence and it was agreed we'd have the party after closing on the Saturday. Wade lived about 10 or 15 miles away, so I insisted if the party was going to happen, then I would arrange for a room for Wade in hotel for the night so he wouldn't have to worry about driving if he had a couple too many. Everyone else lived in town so, if needs be, they could walk home after.

Saturday night arrived and the hotels were cleared of patron in record time after closing and it seemed that it took no time at all for the cleanup afterwards. The party began shortly before 2 AM. Just the DJ and the bartender seemed to get the short end of the stick, each having to continue performing their jobs for the duration of the party, but even they found time to enjoy themselves as well.

Wade, although not drunk, did have a few and found his feet did a misstep on him and he went crashing to the floor after bouncing off a couple chairs. He sat there laughing and the party was on again. As the party was winding down somewhere around 3:30 AM, I was standing by myself, back leaning against the wall just enjoying watching everyone enjoy themselves. Wade came sauntering up to me and asked, rather seriously, if he could talk to me in private after the party was over. Of course I agreed. He often came to me just to talk about something he found troubling him in his life, so this was not an unusual request.

The last of the partiers left shortly after 4 AM, leaving just Wade and I in the bar. Everyone had cleaned up their own little messes, but I had to wait until the glasses had gone through the washer so I could put them back in their places, ready for the next shift.

"If you are going to be a little while yet, I will just head up to my room and take a shower. Then, when you are ready for me to talk to you, just holler down the hallway or knock on my door or something" Wade said with his trademark smile.

"Sure, no problem. I just want to finish these glasses and then recheck all the doors ... and then I will be headed up. I will probably be 15 or 20 minutes. You want to talk to me in your room or in mine." I asked

"Yours. You have a stocked frig" he chuckled ... and then he was out the door and I heard him bounding up the stairs.

It only took me 5 minutes to finish what I had to do, but I wanted to have time to shower and shave before Wade came to talk. It was evident Wade had taken a quick shower because the tiles in there still had beads on water on them when I entered. Twenty minutes after Wade exited the bar, I knocked on his door on my way back to my own rooms. When I got to my rooms, I pulled a couple sodas and a plate of sandwiches I had the kitchen make up for me. Wade knocked at my partially opened door and walked in. He walked to the closest upholstered chair, the one opposite the one I was standing in front of, wearing light weight track pants and a baggy t-shirt, his hair still wet from his quick shower. As he sat down, he leisurely took one of the soda's that were on the low table between us and opened it, picked up a sandwich and leaned back comfortably in the chair.

He was comfortable and familiar with the surroundings here. Most of our previous talks had taken place here at those times he needed to chat with someone with a bit more experience in life. However, those prior chats had taken place when both of us were fully dressed and ready for work.

"So, what is it you need to talk about?" I asked with genuine concern.

As the date of his departure for the big city drew near, he was again experiencing a lot of anxiety about moving away from home for the first time. Being in the city where he didn't know anyone. Worried if he was going to make friends in the dorm. Just all round general concerns and insecurities of any teenager taking his first steps into a totally foreign situation.

I again assured him that with his looks and personality, he was going to have no problems meeting new friends. I reminded him that all the kids in the co-ed freshman dorm were in exactly the same boat as he is. Most of them won't know anyone either and would be worrying about making friends. I told him he would just have to stay calm and be open to meeting new people. The friendships would come. I also told him the girls will probably be clambering all over each other trying to snag him for a date ... so don't even worry about getting dates ... he would have no problem. Still not aware of the effect he had on people around him, he blushed deeply at my compliment and reached for another sandwich. As he did, he kind of winced, but the expression left his face quickly and settled back into his chair.

"Well, I hope you are right. Its just, I am used to a small town and living in the country. I am going to probably look totally out of place."

"Most of the kids in the dorms are going to be from small towns too. Stop worrying."

He moved to sit up straight in his chair and again I noticed the momentary wince of pain.

"What's wrong?" I asked

"Nothing." he said. Then looked at me questioningly "What do you mean .. what's wrong?"

"Something's wrong because that's the second time I noticed you wincing in pain. Did you hurt yourself during work? Or when you fell tonight?"

"Oh that ... that's nothing. I think I just pulled something when I fell against the chairs. It'll be okay."

"Are you sure? I could give you one of my "famous back rubs" if you think it might help." I said, my brain suddenly realising that I might have my first opportunity to put my hands on his bare flesh ... and as of a few hours previous, he was no longer my employee.

"Oh yeah" he said with a grin "Chef always went on and on about how great your backrubs were. You sure you wouldn't mind?" he asked.

Chef ... what everyone affectionately called the evening cook at the hotel, in the early summer had fallen down some stairs at home. He had not broken anything, but he had pulled and strained a lot of his back and leg muscles. His doctor suggested a regular massage therapy session until his muscles started feeling better hoping to at least keep his muscles somewhat loose. With a wife and a couple kids to support, he didn't have the extra dollars to spend on something he thought to be a luxury. The first day he came in he could hardly move around the kitchen and it was evident he was not at all comfortable but he refused to take time off. At the end of his shift, I told him I was no professional, but if he wanted to try it, I would give him a massage before his shift to see if it would help. He was ready to try anything, so the next day he showed up a couple hours before his shift and I took him to my rooms. I had him lay on the bed with just a towel draped over his midsection and gave him the best massage I knew how ... keeping everything very legit. But, after every massage when he stood up with the towel around him to go have a hot shower, the towel was always tented out. When he returned to dress a few minutes later, the tent was gone so I assumed he was jacking off in the shower after every session.

And Wade was right, he was telling everyone that would listen how great a massage I gave and how he could work his shift afterwards without any problems.

"I wouldn't have offered the massage if I didn't feel like giving it" I said with a reassuring smile to Wade

"Okay ... where do you want me?" he asked

"Face down on the bed ... and take your t-shirt off" I said as I went to the cupboard to retrieve a bottle of massage oil.

"Don't you want my track pants off too ... with a towel over my butt? That's what Chef told me how he was when you massaged him."

"I was just going to give you a backrub ... but if you want a full massage, go ahead. There is a towel over there." I said pointing to some shelves.

I hid myself behind the cupboard door, taking an awful long time to pick up a bottle that was on the front of the shelf. But I needed time to gather my suddenly raging hormones together. I kept telling myself that this kid looked up to me like a big brother, a confidante ... I was not going to abuse the trust he had in me. Talking a few deep breaths, I closed the cupboard door and walked over to the bed where Wade was laid out. He had chosen probably the smallest towel in the pile to drape over his butt, each side barely touched the bed at each hip and I could see the beginning of his crack at the top edge and the bottom edge lay at the curve of his cheeks about an inch from where they actually met his legs.

Now I was wondering what was going on. Anyone I had a different relationship with I would have interpreted this as a "come on" ... but I was not ready to jump to that conclusion with Wade. However, I felt myself totally awake and every cell in my body fully charged.

"You could have used one of the larger towels on the shelf, Wade" I said

"Yeah, I know, but I figured this one is probably big enough" he said. As I made to kneel on the bed beside him, he continued "Aren't you going to take your robe off? You don't want to be getting oil on it, do you?"

"I guess you're right" I said.

I went to my bureau and pulled out a pair of black midi briefs, slipped them on under my robe with my back to Wade's gaze then removed my robe as I walked back towards the bed. His eyes never left my advancing frame, I could see and feel his eyes looking at me from head to toe.

"Guess you think I am pretty hairy." I commented

"You are, but I already knew that."

"How did you know that?" I asked, surprised

"I've seen you sunbathing a few times."

It was my habit to take a couple hours off each afternoon and I would usually go up to the roof deck and lay out on a towel. The hotel was the highest building in the immediate area, so on many occasions I ended up stripping off and sunbathing nude. Now I was the one to blush.

"I came in early one day to talk with you and when I couldn't find you I went searching. I don't know why I decided to check the roof, but when I did, there you were with your naked butt hanging out" he said with a chuckle.

Again I blushed. "You should have told me you were there."

"Why? And ruin a chance that I might spy on you again?" he smiled

"How many times did you spy? How much did you see?" I queried

"Well, you may as well say I have seen everything. Even watched you jack off one day. That was way cool"

"You are just full of surprises, aren't you. But you still should have told me you were there. What other secrets are you keeping hidden from me."

I had been standing by the bed for a few minutes by that time, listening to his confessions of spying. My cock getting harder with each disclosure.

"Just this" he said and he suddenly he reached up and pulled my briefs down to my ankles in one swoop. Then he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me down onto the bed into an impromptu wrestling match. Although initially surprised, I quickly got into the horseplay. I had my hands on that butt that been driving me to distraction since the first day I met him, and at one point, had my hand around his 6.5 inch hard dick and full balls that his clothing had never given a hint of. Wade's own hand were pretty busy too, moving here there and every where, gripping an arm or a leg, feeling my own cock and balls. Even at one point when he had me in a half nelson on my stomach, he was humping his hard dick into my butt crack. I may have had 30 or so pounds on him, but the kid was lightning fast.

Finally, panting, with Wade laying chest to chest, crotch to crotch on top of me, I called a time out. All his squirming around had been pulling my body hair painfully and I needed a bit of time.

When I told Wade about the pulling of the body hair, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said "I have an idea ... just stay still"

With that he sat up, grabbed the massage oil bottle that had fallen onto the bed when he pulled me down, popped open the lid and proceeded to dump about half it contents over my chest, stomach, crotch and legs. Then he quickly smeared it all over and quickly laid on top of me again.

"Better" he asked with a grin as he started sliding himself all over my front.

Now we were both completely coated with oil and Wade started once again moving his hips so our cocks were rubbing together. His motions became faster as his excitement grew and then he suddenly shot his load between us. The exuberance of youth, I thought to myself and smiled.

"Oh God, that was great" he whispered as his head lay on my shoulder. "But I didn't want to cum so fast. I was just too wound up. For days I have been hoping this would happen."

"For days?" I asked incredulously "You planned this?"

"Well, not exactly this. I didn't know what would happen. I just knew I wanted to be naked with you. I've never been naked with a guy like this before but I just knew I wanted to be naked with you. Even if we only slept together and didn't touch." he confessed quietly, his face still laying on my chest, his fingers swirling absentmindedly around my sensitive nipple.

"Are you ... gay?" I asked

"I don't know. I don't think so. I like girls well enough and I've had sex with them. I've never really looked at guys or thought of having sex with them. Its just since I saw you that first time on the roof, I have wanted to do something with you. I don't know why. And I don't know why I kept wanting to spy on you. I hope you aren't mad about me spying on you. It was almost like I couldn't help it"

"No, I am not mad about you spying on me. Shocked, a little, but not angry or mad." I said, reaching up with my hand to stroke it through his perfect hair.

He hunched his hips again, and observed "You are still hard. You didn't cum?"

"No, I didn't cum. But you are still hard and you did cum. You ready for more?"

Wade looked up at me with those deep blue eyes and flashed me a devil's smile. In response, he slid his body down a bit so he could play with both my nipples at the same time. As he did, his still hard cock slipped down between my legs, pressing into that area between my balls and my asshole. As I moaned, enjoying him playing with my tits ... I lifted one leg, laying it onto his butt and crooking my foot between his legs, I arched my hips up a bit and felt his cock rub down to my quivering pucker. My foot, pulled him forward, and that's when I think he first became aware of where his cock was and what I was silently urging him to do.

With his eyes wide open as if in shock, he punched his hips forward and sank his cock about half way up my hungry butt. He repositioned himself over me and slowly sank in the remainder until his public bush brushed my balls.

"Ohhhhhhh wow" he gasped as he slowly slid in and out a couple times. My own hard cock punching into his abdomen every time he sank his cock back in to the hilt. Calmly, slowly, he started to reposition us so my hips were on his thighs and he was leaning back on his heals between my legs, my hard oozing cock pointing to the ceiling between us.

He moved his hips a bit and I felt his cock ease in and out just enough to cause a constant massage on my prostate and force quiet moans of pleasure from my lips. Wade then gripped my cock and started to jack me off, while continuing the much slower fucking of his hips.

I opened my eyes to look at him, and with a smile he said "It kept poking my stomach so I figured the only way to get rid of it was to make it cum"

So while his hand stroked my eager cock, his free hand massaged my balls and explored my abdomen hips and inner thighs and his cock slowly kept massaging my swollen prostate. I gripped the bedsheets in both hands, my head moving from side to side, the room filled with my increasing moans as this gorgeous boy-man pumped me faster and faster towards my inevitable climax. I felt my balls draw up closer and knew it wouldn't take long.

'Yes oh yes ... don't stop ... I am almost there ... unh unh unh .... UUUUNNNHHHHHHH " I groaned and I shot load after load, wad after wad up my chest and across my face. Some went spewing in splotches on the bedsheets ... and Wade kept pumping my cock until I went completely soft.

Then, before I had time to fully enjoy the aftermath, Wade was once again positioned over me, looking down straight into my eyes, my legs once again automatically having wrapped themselves around his hips as he fucked his teenage dick into me with a vengeance. He had immediately forgotten about the slow fucking and jumped into one of those warp drive fucks. He pounded into my ass, burying himself fully and when he pulled it out only the head was left in before he sank fully into me again. He fucked me into a full erection again, but this time it was laying against my stomach. He fucked me in and out, in and out, with such speed ... all I could do was hang on. I worked my asshole and insides around his pistoning cock which had him almost moaning his pleasure constantly.

Almost defying physics, he started fucking in and out even faster and then with a loud grunt I could feel his cum shoot into my hot ass. He groaned louder as he came but he did not slow the pace of his fucking. Again, again and again I felt his cum shoot, filling my ass to overflowing and still he came. After what seemed like 5 minutes, his fucking slowed and finally stopped and he collapsed on top of me, my arms immediately snaking around him to hold him tight. I stroked his back and butt slowly as his own hands traced their way up and down my sides and hips.

As his head turned once more to look into my eyes, he lowered his lips tentatively to mine and kissed me. Just the one kiss, and then he laid his head on my shoulder again. We fell asleep like that, his softening cock held prisoner in my butt by my insistent pucker.

At some point we changed position in our sleep, because when I woke up a few hours later, I was on my side with Wade snuggled up behind me and his again hard cock nestled in my crack. Wade's arm was draped over my hip, holding my own hard cock. I laid there in silent contentment until my bladder would allow me to no more. As soon as I moved, Wade woke up.

"What ... what? Where am I?"

I turned to look at him and then his face broke into a wide smile causing his dimples to appear in each cheek "Oh yeah, now I remember. Wanna wrestle again?" he asked as he made a grab for me.

I evaded his grasp and said "Later, right now I have to piss like a race horse. And I probably stink like one too." I laughed as I grabbed a towel an headed out the door to the bathroom.

Wade stopped in his room and grabbed his own towel as he hurried to catch up. I was standing at the urinal, trying to will my hard cock down so I could piss. Wade was in no better condition.

I shook my head in amazement at the memories of the previous night. "I can't really believe that we just had sex and spent the night together." I said as my urine finally started to flow.

"What? You can't believe I seduced you? Not that it took much seducing" he replied with a grin

"Basically ... yes. There I was trying to figure out how I was going to seduce you ... and suddenly the tables were turned and I didn't have to worry about it." I continued as we both finished up our morning pisses and started to the shower.

"Well, I was real nervous doing what I did. But I kept telling myself that if you weren't interested, I thought I knew you well enough that I knew you wouldn't go ballistic. That you would let me down gently." he smiled, as we adjusted the water and stepped under the spray.

"You seemed pretty confident for a guy who has supposedly never made it with another guy before." I said, as I started to soap Wade down and he leaned against the shower wall and let me.

"Honest. You are the first guy I touched like that. The first guy I wanted to touch like that."

As I soaped his chest, I noticed his cock was still standing out in a full erection. I finished his chest and turned him around and he braced himself with his hands against the wall as I started at his shoulders to soap his back. With Wade's contented moans bouncing around in the shower, I massaged his muscles as I soaped my way down. With complete trust, he immediately complied when I asked him to bend over further and spread his legs and I continued to wash his butt, down his asscrack and between his legs to the back of his balls. I rimmed his tight virgin pucker with my fingers until it began to relax a bit and then I eased a finger in to the first joint. As I moved my finger back and forth a bit, I reached up and adjusted the spray so the water rinsed the soap from his back and cascaded down across his butt and pass my invading finger. I rinsed him of soap thoroughly, and then I bent over and replaced my fingers with my mouth and tongue.

"Oh Jesus, oh hell ... that feels good. What are you doing Peter?" he asked as he turned his head and opened his eyes to look.

I looked up and asked "Is this okay?"

"Okay? It's fantastic, I've never felt anything like that before" he said, his words sounding loud in the confined space.

I delved back in, rimming around his hole with my hot wet tongue before I sealed my lips around it and started teasing his ass lips with my own lips and teeth as I shoved more and more of my tongue up his relaxing pucker. Wade's words became unintelligible as they mixed with his groans of delight as I made a meal of his tight virgin butt and soon he was shoving his butt back onto my invading tongue trying to force it deeper into his bowels.

When he was well lubed with my spit, I spun him around and as my mouth sunk down to the root of his hard throbbing cock, I fucked my index finger up his hot gripping ass hole and found his prostate.

"Oh fuck ... oh shit ... I am going to cum soon" he whimpered as he gripped my head in his hands and started fucking his cock in and out of my hungry mouth. He rammed his cock down my throat and then fucked his ass back onto my invading finger ... causing it to rub incessantly on his prostate. Cries of delight escaped his lips as he pulled his cock back and my tongue ran around and around his sensitive cock head until he rammed it back down into my throat. I brought my free hand up and started massaging his full balls and at the same time I started to forcefully ram my finger up his butt, meeting his backward thrusts. His insides rippling over my finger as my fingertip stroked with determination across his now hardened gland. With each thrust down my throat, his moans and whimpers grew in volume until with one final thrust, he held my nose to his pubic bone and he fired load after load of his delicious hot cum down my thirsty gullet. My tongue stroking up and down the underside of his stationary cock, milking it from the inside as my finger continued to rub directly on his prostate and my other hand massaging his balls, forcing them to give up even more of his own special ambrosia.

I took all that he could spew, and then fucked my finger in and out of his spasming ass hole causing him to give up a little more. As he collapsed, standing against the shower wall in his own world of euphoria, I finished soaping him up. Then, before he had fully caught his breath, I guided him under the spray and rinsed him off, holding him upright in my arms, my hard dick poking up between those marvelous butt cheeks nestled in his tight crack.

He surprised me once again when, after he was completely rinsed, he turned in my arms and gave me another quick kiss on the lips and then laid his head on my shoulder. As the rapture of his climax passed, his hands began running up and down my hairy back and butt, even as my own continued to stroke his own hairless body. He moved us around until I was leaning with my back against the wall ... and he began to soap me down. First the front, avoiding my hardened cock that was throbbing and dripping precum, pointing directly at him. After rinsing me off, he turned me so I was facing the wall, my hands bracing me as Wade began to soap my back and butt, then eventually down my legs. He spent a good deal of time on my butt, doing to me as I had done to him, running his fingers around my ass pucker and then shoving one and then two fingers in to fuck my ass's hot canal for a few minutes.

Withdrawing his fingers, he directed me to the now cooling spray of the shower and rinsed me off. Taking my in his arms from behind, he soaped his hands and dropped the soap in the wall holder. Then reached down and started soaping up my balls and cock as he snuggled in tighter to my back, his again hard cock slipping between my hard muscled thighs, rubbing against my balls as his pubes brushed against my butt cheeks. Wade then gripped my hard cock from behind and started stroking in fast even strokes. I squeezed my thighs tighter on his now pistoning cock, and as he gripped my cock tighter, I let myself relax into his supporting hold, my head lazing back onto his shoulder. As his strokes were bringing me closer and closer to orgasm, he continued to stroke his cock between my legs exciting my balls as they sat atop his fucking cock. He leaned his head down and planted kisses up my neck to my ears where his lips, tongue and teeth started to play havoc with one of my, 'until then, secret erogenous zones ... and his free had began to massage my hard pecs and his fingers began a slow torture of my hard nipples. I was gasping with the total erotic pleasure this young man was giving me ... and as my climax neared, tearing still more moans of pleasure from my lips, I squeezed my thighs even tighter around his pistoning dick forcing a groan from Wade.

Suddenly I was shooting my spunk into the air, onto the wall and floor of the shower as Wade's flaying hand pulled wad after wad of cum from my aching balls. As I started to cum, I turned my head slightly and Wade's mouth immediately captured my lips and our tongues met for the first time causing both of us to moan loudly once more. Again he pounded my prick until it had gone completely soft, until I had to slow his fingers on my now sensitive cock. Yet still, as our lips and tongues explore each others ... he continued to caress my chest and pinch my nipples while he continued fucking his cock between my thighs. Then with one more moan, I felt yet another load from him coat the back of my balls and immediately start running down my legs to the floor, to mingle with my own load as they were washed down the drain by the now cold spray of the shower.

We rinsed off under the now cold water and dried ourselves off, Wade being strangely silent.

"I can't believe I did that" he said with a slight bit of concern in his voice.

"Did what?" I asked

"Kissed you like that. Like I would kiss a girl."

"You didn't like it?"

"That's the problem, I think. I did like it. I liked it too much. Guys shouldn't kiss each other like that." he said with conviction.

"My philosophy ... if it feels good, do it. To me, it felt real good .. you are one damned fine kisser."

With an embarrassed smirk, he looked at me "You think so? I guess you are right. It did feel good, so why not do it?"

"Exactly" I said as we exited the bathroom "Now, lets go find us some breakfast"

We went to my room and Wade put on the track pants and t-shirt he had on the previous night ... I dressed similarly and we headed down to the hotel's kitchen. As I whipped us up a bacon and eggs breakfast. Wade went contemplative on me again.

"I am sorry that I can't do for you what you have done for me" he murmured

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I have fucked your butt and you have eaten my ass and sucked my cock ... but all I have done for you is give you a couple handjobs. Its not really fair. Is it?" he asked questioningly, looking up from where he sat.

I walked up to him and he did not pull back when I placed a quick kiss on his lips. "I have enjoyed every moment we have spent together. I have enjoyed our talks, the sex ... everything. I don't want you to feel you have to do anything you don't want to do. If you feel like doing something ... then do it. If you feel uncomfortable about doing something ... then don't do it. Don't ever feel you have to do something to me because I did it to you. Do it because you want to ... not because you feel you owe it to me. You jacking me off has been fantastic. So don't ever think I expect more from you than you are comfortable in giving to me. Deal?"

"Deal" he said emphatically "Now where is our damned breakfast. I am starving" he said with his dimpled wide grin.

As we headed back to my rooms, Wade asked "Its looks to be a beautiful day out there. Can we go sunbathe on the roof?"

"Sure" I said "I will grab us a couple towels and the suntan lotion"

When I'd done that, we went up to the roof, laid out the towels and proceeded to strip off our clothes and reclined on our stomachs beside each other, our heads turned to each other.

"You know" Wade began "I never thought sex with a guy would be like that. Not that I have thought of sex with a guy really. Just never expected it to be ... ummmmm ... so much .... fun." he said with a smile. Then he continued "With a girl, I am always worrying I am hurting her. I feel I always have to be gentle. But with you, it seemed I turned into a sort of animal. I knew I didn't have to worry about hurting you. And you gave as good as you got when we wrestled. You can't do that with a woman. I could hug you as tight as I wanted and I knew it was okay. So much less to worry about. You know what I mean?" he looked at me questioningly once more.

"Yeah ... I know what you mean ... exactly. I have been with a number of girls ... women ... myself. And the married or straight guys I have been with have said the same thing. You can't always tell if you are pleasing a woman or if she really has an orgasm. With a guy, a guy can't fake it. You know. And like you say, there isn't the same concern about having to watch your strength or how rough you get."

"Exactly. I am not saying I like sex with you better than sex with a woman. Sex with you is just ... easier ... simpler. I didn't have to try to turn you on first and almost trick you into having sex. I knew you were as turned on as I was when you took off your robe and I saw your hardon sticking out in your briefs. I figured then we would end up naked together at some point. I still can't believe I just reached up and pulled the briefs off you and started wrestling with you. Gad ... try that with a woman and she might end up slapping you or something if you hadn't spent an hour or two working her up to it first." he concluded with a laugh.

I laid there looking at him, enjoying our conversational exchange.

Suddenly, Wade sat up, grabbed the lotion and squirted some on my back. "You need some suntan lotion" he said

All I could do was moan my agreement as his strong yet soft hands immediately started to work the lotion into my back with massaging strokes. He took his time, a lot more time than what normally should have been needed, to coat every square inch of my hairy back.

"I don't know what it is" he confided as his hands worked their way to the small of my back. "I love rubbing my hands through all your body hair."

"It turns a lot of people off."

"Not me" he said with a chuckle as he pointed to his hard erection pointing up at a 45 degree angle to the sky and beginning to ooze a bit of precum.

He continued his massaging strokes down onto my butt, and when he had thoroughly coated it, his fingers took to exploring down my crack, across that area between my butt hole and balls and then tickled the back of my balls before retracing their path. I wiggled my butt and moaned my increasing excitement into my arms which were crossed and cushioning my head. As one hand made long light strokes up my back and then back down to include my butt, the fingers of his other hand were teasingly rimming around my now fluttering pucker. Without warning, he shoved one of his fingers completely up my butt.

My loud gasp caused him to say "I am sorry ... Did I hurt you?"

"No ... I was just surprised. Not expecting it I guess. Go ahead, its fine now. But, if you add another, take your time. Give me time to adjust to it"

In a matter of minutes, with his one hand still titillating the sensors along my back and butt muscles, he slowly added a second finger up my anal canal and started to slowly fuck them in and out. I moaned again with the pleasure he was causing, my butt moving to meet the thrusts of his fingers. Then a third finger was slowly added ... and again I gasped and he held his fingers still until I had adjusted. And then he started shoving the three of them in and out again as my hips started to moved against them once more.

Wade leaned over my back, his tongue once again tracing in and around my ear ... and then he whispered "Peter ... can I fuck you again?"

"Oh God yes ... you better. If you stop now I will pound the crap out of you" I said with a desperate whimper.

I heard him squirt the lotion again and I knew he was thoughtfully coating his hard cock. As he withdrew his fingers from my gripping ass, I tilted my hips up to give him an easier aim. He centered his cock like a pro and then started his slow entry. Because his fingers were long and slender, my pucker still had to stretch a bit more to take in his mushroom head. I groaned with a painful satisfaction as I felt my pucker slam shut to grip tightly his slightly thinner shaft. I pulled my knees up more under me ... and then I was the one to surprise him and make him gasp when I rammed my ass back causing him to sink fully into my hot interior. I rocked myself forward and back a few times, fucking my own ass with his invading cock, until he picked up the pace and started thrusting in and out of me with the speed of youth.

Yes Wade fucked me with a stroking speed I could not match, but lordy was he good at it. Hitting all the spots that sent my senses soaring. I met each of his thrusts as best I could and I had no doubt the moans and groans of our love-making could be heard by anyone walking along the sidewalk below.

In and out he thrust, his hard abdomen slapping against my heavily lotioned butt, his balls slamming themselves against my own. As his balls drew up and began slapping against my perineum, I knew his orgasm was almost upon him as he, once again, seemed to pick up his fucking pace to an impossible speed. Slamming himself fully into me with each stroke ... and each stroke sending me further and further into an erotic delirium I had rarely experienced. I was almost crying with escalating pleasure into the still folder crook of my arm as he fucked in and out with such power and speed I could only try to keep my from collapsing fully splayed onto my front. Again and again he thrust into me, driving me seemingly to a precipice into a virtual unknown.

Simultaneously, we cried out as his orgasm consumed him ... causing him to fill my butt again and again with his hot churning cum and my insides gripped his cock like a hundred fingers ... stroking him and milking every last ounce of spunk from his spewing piss slit. I collapsed on the towel beneath me, my still hard cock trapped beneath me as a tidal wave of sexual fulfillment overwhelmed me. Wade fell on top of me and with each slow stroke of his now softening cock ... I could nothing more than whimper quietly into my arms once more. Afterwards, I likened my experience as an internal orgasm, as if I suddenly had developed a "clit" up my butt. As Wade settled on my back to drag air into his lungs, my entire body was awash in the subsequent waves of whatever kind of climax my body had just experienced. And in the ensuing silence, I drifted off to sleep. Wade's breaths still quietly ragged in my ear, his sweat mixing with my own as it dripped down my face, his now soft cock caught still deep in my thankful butt.

I don't know how long I slept ... or if Wade had slept. I just slowly rose out of the murky depths of a deep sleep to slowly realize Wade's hard cock was again pistoning quickly in and out of my butt and he was raised up on his arms above me. When full wakefulness came upon me, I felt my pucker clamp down on his pistoning shaft once again. With a loud moan, Wade collapsed once again on my back as I felt him unload his hot cum again and again in the depths of my bowels ... mixing with his previous load that I had held tight within me.

This time, when his orgasm was past, he gently pulled his softening cock from my ass causing me to moan with the loss of the feeling of being filled. I felt some of his cum leak down from my pucker, across my perineum, across my balls to soak into the towel beneath me. As I continued to lay there, Wade laid on his side next to me and again started to stroke my back and butt, almost playing with my hair as his fingers traversed my body. I smiled at him ... even though I was still a bit confused about the last fucking he gave my butt. But it wasn't the first time I had waken up in the middle or right at the end of a sex act.

"I am sorry" Wade said in a low voice

"What are you sorry about now?" I asked with a laugh.

"Well, I didn't realize you had been sleeping until the very end and I knew you had just woken up. Your head moved around a bit and then your ass just clamped right down on my cock, and that's when I knew you just woke up and hadn't been awake before. But, when you clamped down on my dick that just sent me right over the top and I started to cum and I couldn't stop. Oh God ..." he added with a pained groan "you probably feel like I just raped you. But I thought you were awake the whole time. Honest"

"Wade, it wasn't your fault. And besides ... you can't rape the willing" I said with a laugh that I hoped would ease his fears and guilt. "Yes, I was sleeping until you figured I woke up ... but its not the first time and you are not the first guy that this has happened to. Believe me, I am not upset. I don't know why I can sometimes sleep through a sex act and have the guy think I am awake for the whole thing .. but it does happen and has been happening for years."

Having been laying on my front for I don't know how long, I flipped myself over and was instantly more comfortable on my back. Wade snuggled into my side closer and I put my arm behind his head and his head instantly moved onto my shoulder as my arm rubbed down his back. His fingers trailed across my chest, playing with the hair, toying with my nipples. As he pinched one tit, my still hard cock reared up and then settled back onto my abdomen.

Wade, having noticed I was hard and had not cum yet, slid his hand down to grasp my dick. I was still oozing gobs of precum and as he stroked his hand up its shaft, he used his thumb to smear the clear liquid around the glans. I just tensed a bit and moaned my pleasure. Wade sat up and then laid himself across my abdomen, his hand still slowly milking my eager cock. When I felt him shift again, I instinctively knew what he was going to do.

"Wade" I said, stroking my hand down his back "you don't have to"

"I know" he said "I am just curious what its like."

Then I saw his head dip and then felt his closed lips on my cock head. It jerked involuntarily with the contact and my excitement and I felt another offering of precum escape to coat his lips. Then I felt his tongue escape his mouth and slowly trace a route around my glans. He brought his back up again for a moment as his hand once again stroked my throbbing cock. The excitement of that moment was rocketing my pent up cum from my churning balls up towards my cock. I tried to keep my breath in check, not wanting him to feel he might disappoint me if he didn't follow through.

His head descended again and I felt a hot heat around my glans and then his lips sealed themselves around my shaft. Fighting my instinct to raise my hips, I instead raised my head and shoulders, my hands gripping the towel on either side of me with such force my fingers seemed devoid of blood. I gasped audibly as he took more of me into his mouth, the hot wetness feeling almost better than any that had enveloped my hard cock before. But I knew it was the excitement of the moment, the knowledge that he had never done this before that was driving me to such erotic heights. He would take a bit more of me into his mouth and then back off a bit ... only to descend once more and take a bit more. One arm was laid across my hips to keep them grounded, the other, he had his hand curled so it laid against my churning balls as he gripped my cock with a couple fingers near the base, holding my cock upright. Sliding down once more, he started to cough and choke and he drew back completely from my cock, his hand taking over and stroking me fully once more.

"I'm sorry .... I can't ... I just can't" he apologised without turning to look at me.

I caressed up his back and stroked the back of his head "Its okay. I love that you tried ... but its okay. I told you before ... only do what you want to do and what you are comfortable with."

He relaxed somewhat again, and as I brought my hands up my own body to play and tweak my nipples, I could see his head tilted so he could watch his pistoning hands progress on my cock. Through half closed eyes, I saw his head descend once more and I felt his lips once again seal themselves around the base of my glans. He kept them there and applied soft suction as his tongue danced around and under my cock head ... even as his hand kept fiercely stroking my cock. I pinched my tits and caressed my own hard pecs as his lips and hands brought my cock closer and closer to climax. Then a finger from his free hand shot its way up my butt and was rubbing vigorously in and out, up and down and around my prostate.

Everything became too much and I horsely gasped "I am going to cum .... I am going to cum .... Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh .... I am cumming ....."

But Wade kept his lips sealed about my cockhead, suctioning harder as his hand flew up and down my shaft and the finger up my butt jammed dead on into my prostate. He choked as my first shot felt like it almost drowned him, but he kept his lips on my cock continuing to suction and tease the glans with his tongue. Again and again I shot wad after wad into his mouth ... but I could not feel Wade swallow. In the middle of my climax, his lips eased their lock around my cockshaft and I felt my cum start oozing down to pool in my pubic hair and down around my balls where the palm of hand with the finger now held steady up my ass, moved around and around massaging my escaping cum into my nuts.

As I finished cumming, and Wade continued his slow stroking of my softening cock, I reached my hands out to stroke his back and his head where I could reach thanking him for trying and for bringing me to such a wonderful climax. He suddenly sat up and laid down again on his side in my encompassing arm and then rolled slightly over and started an aggressive french kiss again, which I readily reciprocated. As I explored his mouth, I could taste my own cum and readily drank it down.

A few minutes later, he stopped the kiss and leaned back again, looking down into my eyes with a smile on his face.

"Now, that kiss had a purpose. I figured it was the only quick way to get the taste of your cum out of my mouth" he said with a laugh.

I laughed along with him and pulled him down into my arms as I kissed him on the head.

"Thank you" I said "that was a wonderful thing you did for me."

"I was curious. But I don't think I want to do it again. I don't know how you gay guys can do it. Take a cock down your throat and swallow cum."

"Some gay guys don't like to do it ... others love to do it. Me? I do it if I think it will give the person I am with pleasure ... but I am not really into it."

"So, you only did it to me in the shower because you thought I would like it ... not because you liked doing it."

"I did it because I felt it would give you pleasure. And giving you pleasure gives me pleasure. Make sense?"

"Yeah, I guess" Wade said "in a confused fucked up kind of way" he laughed and then continued "How about getting fucked? Do you let guys do that because you feel they would like it too?"

"Getting fucked, for me, is totally different" I said with a smile "I love getting fucked, as long as the dick isn't much bigger than yours."

With that, I rolled to my side causing Wade to shift to his back. I reached down and inspected his soft cock and loose balls.

"You are about the same size whether you are soft or hard." I observed

"Yeah, pretty much. I get a bit longer but not much. Mostly it just gets thicker ... and harder of course" Wade said with a chuckle.

Wade then added "Listen, I would love to stay here all day with you, but I have to think about getting cleaned up again and get myself home. I still have some packing I have to do and then there is this whole family thing that's been planned for dinner. So I really have to get moving."

"I understand" I said with a smile "besides, I feel like I can stand a few more hours of sleep. You've kept me pretty wore out."

With that, we headed back inside, went to shower once more. This time, we showered ourselves to avoid the potential of initiating yet another delay.

While showering I commented "Ever since that first day we met, at every opportunity I have been checking out your basket to see if I could tell what you were packing in there. But not once in all these months did I have a clue you have what you have between your legs. How did you accomplish that?"

"Come back to me to my room and I will show you" he smiled.

We finished out quick showers, dried off and then I followed his bouncing butt back to his room. Once there he picked up a pair of what could only be called bikini briefs. He slipped them up his legs and before a final adjustment of the waist, he reached into the front of the briefs and very obviously practically "tucked" his soft dick back between his legs. With a final adjustment of the waist he stood straight and did a model's turn for me. The effect of the "tuck" was, it left the front of his briefs practically flat.

"As long as I wear slacks that are a bit baggy in front, nobody can see. See?"

"Why do you do that? It must be painful when you get a woody."

"I started doing it when I was about 14 or 15. I used to wear those Jockey Y-fronts, but then I started getting erections at all the wrong times and it was real obvious and embarrassing. I was walking around holding something in front of my crotch all the time." he said as he continued to dress. "I just experimented with ways to keep it hidden. Doing it like this, I never get a full hardon because it begins to hurt, and the tight briefs like these keep everything where its supposed to stay. Solved my problem anyway."

He was by now dressed and had put his things in his bag and zipped it up, ready to go.

He approached me, drew me into a hug and then gave me a quick kiss "Thanks for everything this summer, especially for the past 12 or so hours. It's been better than I had ever thought it would be." and he hugged me again.

"I am the one who should be thanking you." I said as I hugged back "Finally a lust I have been harboring for the past number of months has been satisfied. Its been fantastic. Not only working with you ... but the sex as well. Thank you" and I kissed him one last time.

Then I walked him downstairs and let him out the back door to where his car was parked. With a honk of the horn and a wave ... he was gone.

A couple months later, on a Saturday night, both hotels had been extremely busy. Because we had been short staffed at the "Country music" hotel I spent all night over there. I got back across to the rock hotel after the staff had cleaned up and left. As was my custom, I went in to cash out the till and double check the doors. I entered the room with the pool tables and for some reason the staff had shut off all the lights there ... the only light was the exit sign over the door. Normally, if I wasn't there when the staff left, one light was left on and I would shut it off as I went about my nightly inspection. I went and checked the door, then as I crossed the room to the doors to the dining room, someone came up behind me and pulled me back into a hug. I just about jumped out of my skin.

"Its okay ... its only me" a familiar voice said, but I could not immediately place it. As I calmed down, I became aware that this person was pressing their naked body right up to me and I could feel their hard cock pressing into my butt. The person leaned down and started to make love to my ear with his lips, teeth and tongue as one hand stroked my abdomen and down over my crotch and the other squeezed and caressed my pecs and tweaked my constantly hard nipples. I moaned my pleasure ... and with the realization that the voice belonged to none other than Wade.

I stood passively as he slowly stripped me naked and then eased my back and butt down on top of the pool table. That's when I realised how well the young bugger had planned this, for he had a tube of lube on the table which he used on his fingers to first open my willing pucker and then used more to coat his hard cock. Geez, I hate being a foregone conclusion.

Wade slipped his well lubed dick slowly up my waiting butt without pausing until his public hair tickled my balls, my legs being spread high and wide by his strong soft hands. Then he started a slow but powerful fucking motion, withdrawing almost completely, holding it there for a moment and then thrusting in fully.

"Something new the girls at university taught me. How to fuck slowly." he said between his own gasps.

"Remind me to thank them" I said jokingly, trying to suck in air between his inward thrusts which tried to knock the air out of me each time.

After a few more minutes of his slow fucking, I gasped out "Come on straight boy, fuck my queer ass like a man. Fuck me hard and fuck me fast."

As he moved me further back onto the table, keeping himself buried in my gripping butt as he climbed up with me, he said "I thought you'd never ask."

With my legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him fully into me as I raised my butt to meet his every stroke, Wade fucked my hungry ass like there was no tomorrow. Again and again he fucked hard and fast into me. Our moans bouncing off the walls of the near empty room. Faster and faster he fucked until he started to spew his thick load far up my butt, coating my insides. As he was still cumming, he reached down between us, supporting himself now with just one hand and arm, to grip my own hard dripping cock and started stroking it fast and furious. In no time, my cry announcing my own orgasm filled the room which was joined by a similarly load groan from Wade as my spasming pucker clamped itself down around his softening cock to force yet another few spurts from his emptying balls.

We laid there, Wade on top of me, my hefty load of cum now smeared between us. His head laying comfortably on my shoulder, my arms wrapped around him slowly caressing him from his shoulders to his butt.

I could hear the smile in his voice when he finally spoke "I was wondering if there was a vacancy in the hotel for the night?"

"Nope ... sorry" I lied with a chuckle "I guess you will have to bunk in with me."

"I was hoping you would say that" he said as he raised up and sought out my lips with his.

He stayed with me until the following afternoon, when he again had to leave to do the "family thing" before he headed back to the city later that night.

Every 6 or 8 weeks for that first school year, he would unexpectedly be waiting for me after my shift on a Saturday night. He would fuck my ass, and then jack me off ... and sometimes he would let me eat his luscious butt. Only a couple times did he once again put his lips over my cockhead and suck as he pumped me to climax. I lost count of the number of times we went to bed and I would wake up a few hours later right at the end of being fucked again. I think Wade made it a little game for himself, seeing how long he could fuck me without waking me up. A couple times, I woke up with my usual morning erection, but it would be wet, and not from precum. So I knew Wade had tried sucking my cock again. I just wish it had of happened when I was awake ... but it never did.

The following summer, Wade secured himself a job which would benefit the degree he was working towards and that paid him much higher wages. Then I had to move on because the hotels were sold. We lost touch ... but I have used my memories of Wade and our times together for many a jack off session since then.