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The hotel in Ottawa was expensive, but we decided to splurge because it was so nice and we felt...well, like we deserved it. It's not every day you have the best sex of your life with the last person on earth you expected.
I also was still coming down from the phone call with Linda. She was NOT happy, but who could blame her? I told her I had been thinking and that I thought our marriage was over. That part she agreed with, since she was thinking the same thing, she said. But then I told her I had come to realize I was bi or something and I also wanted to explore that side of me. She went a little nuts on the phone, which I got. Who could blame her?
But the hotel room was really swanky and I tried to take in the luxury. Marek watched me as I just stood there.
"I know this is the right thing to do, but why do I feel so guilty?"
He gave me a long hug and said into my ear, "It is the right thing. But it's a huge change. It's going to take a while," and he kissed me softly.
What is it about kissing this guy that made me hard almost instantly. My cock was on a mission. I decided to cool things down.
"Let's go have a crazy expensive meal. My treat."
We had a long meal at a nice Italian place, with lots of wine and seafood. I began to feel calmer and just enjoyed the company of this lovely guy I was getting to know really well, really fast. Looking around the restaurant, I realized I was noticing other guys in a way I had never done. Our waiter, for instance, was really nice looking, and I was embarrassed when I realized Marek was watching me.
"He's kinda cute, right?"
I gulped. "Yeah, he is. Is that weird?"
"Why is that weird? You and I barely know each other and, to be honest, I was checking him out as well." I could see he was thinking. "But...you're not used to noticing other guys, are you?"
"You're right. It's not like I was blind or something, but I don't think I ever looked at guys this way before."
"You get used to it and maybe you'll even enjoy it," and he smiled at me, reaching across to hold my hand. "You noticed me...eventually."
"I really did. You were hard to ignore."
"I'm glad you didn't."
I turned and watched our waiter at another table. He turned and caught me looking and gave me a big smile. I wanted to turn away, but I held his gaze and I felt a little buzz in my dick for a second. I don't remember feeling that way when I checked out girls, or at least very often. Laura and I had been together for so long, I had forgotten that...kinda primal lust.
Marek laughed softly. "You are a quick learner!"
"You're not...I don't know...jealous?"
"Why would I be jealous? It's hot to see you checking out someone else. I like to see you turned on, and not just for me." He smiled at me and I could feel his foot exploring my leg all the way up to right between me legs. That was hot.
"You're shameless!" But I laughed.
The bill paid, and both of us smiled a lot at our waiter who was clearly happy to be admired, and we left, laughing. We held hands on the street, which at first I was nervous about, but then I thought, this is Canada. Chill out. No one cares. The night was amazing and the stars were everywhere above us. I felt so relaxed, more relaxed than I had felt in years. I put my arm around Marek's shoulder and kissed the side of his face. "Thank you. For sitting on my bed like you did."
"You're welcome." He kissed me back.
In our hotel room I could tell Marek had plans when he said "Let's have a shower."
"Like together?"
"Of course."
We stood in the bathroom and slowly undressed each other as if we hadn't seen everything already, but it felt really intimate. I undid his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it open to reveal his trimmed hair and his nice belly that wasn't flat, but just right, I realized. I kissed his chest in a series of little kisses, and I explored his nipples that were hard and his breathing got a little deeper as he mussed up my hair.
I undid his belt and pulled it off, then his pants. I wanted to see that black underwear again. His cock was pushing his briefs out and I grabbed it for a second. We started to kiss, our tongues all over each other, and I could feel his hands undoing my pants and he pushed them off along with my underwear. This guy was hungry, even after all that food.
Once we were naked we got in the shower and stood under the water, just looking at each other.
"You are so amazingly beautiful...I've never said that to guy before."
I could see he was blushing and those brown eyes looked down for a second. He grabbed my dick and starting kissing me again, pumping slowly, exploring the length, rubbing his thumb across the head. He looked at me again. "Turn around."
I realized I felt a bit scared, because I think I knew what he up to, but I turned. He started exploring my ass. He just ran his hands over the cheeks, up and down, which felt really nice. I put my hands up on the sides of the shower. Then one hand slid up the crack, lightly, just travelling, then back down and my whole body tingled and my dick seemed to jump each time his hand moved. Then he reached for some body wash. His hand all slick with it, with a few fingers, he slid it up over my asshole, making it smooth and it felt a bit cold, but the tingles in my balls got a little stronger.
I knew what was next, and when the first finger went in, slowly, gently, I moaned.
"Let me know if you want me to stop."
"Don't you dare stop."
The finger that was in me came out again and I could hear the slurp of the body wash and the finger went back in and I could feel I was getting all soapy and slick. He pulled out then back in and I could feel his kisses on my back and his other hand came around and grabbed my cock with his soapy hand, jacking me oh so slowly. I began to make some funny sounds and I couldn't help myself.
He pulled out of me and heard him with the soap, then two fingers slid into me. I had never in my life felt anything in my ass even thought I wondered a few times, if I'm honest. Well that's what all this was about, wasn't it? This guy with his hand in my ass was about honesty. And I liked it.
He started a nice rhythm with his fingers in time with sliding his hand on my cock. I just leaned against the shower, feeling the water, feeling the waves of whatever was happening to my ass and the feeling on my cock as he drove me crazy he was jacking so slowly.
He pulled out of me yet again, then more body wash, then what must have been four fingers because I gasped and it was bit much. "Maybe...slow down a little. That's pretty intense."
He stopped for a moment and he kissed the back of my neck, nuzzling into me. "Whenever you're ready."
I breathed and got used to the feeling of being stretched. His fingers started to expand outward then really slowly push a bit in. He was massaging me, I realized and what at first was a bit painful became, like magic, something intense and amazing and I wanted more. I pushed myself back into his hand. I felt his lips in my ear. "You like this?"
I just pushed back on him some more, so he sped up his hand, sliding in and out, gently but insistently and my cock in his hand seemed to grow as he slowly pumped it in time. I felt the fingers slide out of me and it felt almost cold again, like my ass wanted more. Who knew asses could feel this way? I was finding out.
I could feel him shift closer and then his cock slid in the crack of my ass. It was hard and hot and he slid up and down a few times, the head just grazing my asshole. He wrapped his arms around me as his cock explored the space between my cheeks, it was slippery and I could barely think it felt so good. I grabbed my cock and gave it a few strokes, not wanting to go too far because I did not want this feeling to end.
In my ear again he said, all low and growly, "Let's go to the bed and I'm going to fuck you. OK?"
"Yeah. Let's."
We turned off the shower and dried each other off. Our cocks were almost comically rigid between us. He leaned down at one point and licked the head of mine which was drooling everywhere. He then took me by the hand to the bed. Instinctively, I lay down on my back and he slid between my legs, pushing them apart and back. I just looked into those eyes, so brown, so intense.
He leaned down and kissed me softly, then more hungrily, his tongue pushing its way to the back of mouth. I could feel the head of his cock resting just below my balls, pushing them up each time he moved forward. I felt I was getting hungry for him in a way that I didn't even understand.
He had brought the lube with him and I hadn't even noticed, sitting up so his dick was rigid above me. I took the lube out of his hand. "Let me."
I opened it and drizzled a bunch all around the head of his cock and began to slick him up, and he groaned and threw his head back. Some of it dribbled onto my cock and we were getting really messy. I pumped myself a few times then just looked at him, smiling, but a little nervous.
He spread my legs and found my asshole with one of his hands, slipping some fingers in, making sure I was good and wet. Then he aimed his dick right at the start of me, the head just pushed in a little, slowly pushing his hips a little with a circular motion that slid him into me slowly, amazingly, just looking at my face. My mouth, I realized, was a little open, but we never broke eye contact. A little further and I could feel myself open to him, stretching and I grabbed by cock and slowly ran my hand up and down a few times as if to remind myself of something.
"You all right?"
I just shook my head as I realized he was all the way in, and he could lean down now and kiss me, without moving, just the length of him deep inside. My whole body felt it was opening and something warm and tingly was happening just behind my balls.
Still kissing, I could feel him begin to move, his hips ever so gently pushing in, then he slid out, then back and the friction there made me almost dizzy, and my cock began to leak even more as if a tap had turned on. We continued to look into my eyes as his thrusts become a little more intense, pushing me down into the bed, and the feeling that we were moving together while he moved into me made sounds come out of my mouth, little moans into his mouth as he kissed me.
He sped up his thrusts and our bodies were getting hot, and I was sweating and it was as if we were lubricated from head to foot, and I pumped myself a little harder and he started to gasp every few breath. He leaned back and grabbed my legs and used them to lever himself even harder. His hips were almost pounding me and I felt each one was pushing me further away from my old life and into something new and unknown. I look into his eyes that were still intent on my face. He leaned in and kissed me again and started sucking on my tongue as his cock rammed into me a little more intensely and he began to gasp in short bursts into my mouth, then he leaned back and I could grip my dick and I slid my hand on it in time with him, keeping pace. I was almost in pain, but it didn't matter because the rest of me was starting to glow. He hiked my hips a little higher, as if to get better traction because then he really started to go and I could tell by his face he was close.
My cock was not pointing right at my face and I was past the point where I could even think, and a little explosion started in the tip of my cock that raced down through my whole body and my mouth opened and no sound came out, and a few fast jets of cum spurted out and hit my tongue and my lips and my chin. I gasped a few times while he kept going, but then his thrusts became jagged and sloppy and a choked sound came from him and I could tell he was emptying himself in me, I could feel everything get all slippery. He leaned down and kissed my messy lips and our kisses were sticky with my cum.
I leaned back and looked at the ceiling as I just lay there, catching my breath. He leaned forward again so we were chest to chest and he tucked his face in my neck. I think we fell asleep.
I woke a while later: who knows how long. We had come unglued in our sleep and he was on his back and I was draped over him. In the half light of the room I just watched him sleep, his mouth half-open, a little snore coming from him which made me smile. I could tell we were both sticky and I looked at his cock which was lying there all innocent, but there was lube and cum all over that was half-dried. My own dick was hard again -- where did all that energy come from? It was like I was seventeen!
I untangled myself from him, kissing him on the chest and went to the bathroom. I pissed and looking at the bathtub and realized what we should do, so I turned on the water nice and hot and let it fill. I found some nice-smelling goo the hotel left and made the water all bubbly. I was bent over the tub, checking the water when I felt him rub my ass.
"That's a good idea. I don't know about you but I'm kind of a mess." Then he laughed and smacked my ass.
We necked for a while, waiting for the tub to fill. The water was hot, almost too hot, but I sank into it and he got in the other end so we were looking at each other. We lay back for a while, dozing, running a washcloth over each other and talking about nothing much.
Back in bed, bundled in the sheets and each other we slept for who knows how long.
When I woke he was lying on his side, which felt too far away. Sun was pouring in the window and the bed was toasty, his skin burnished with light. He turned to me, waking. The sheet was half off him and I could see it was his turn to be hard. Without a word, I slid down, throwing the sheet aside and starting sucking him gently, my cheek against his groin. He smelled amazing: sharp and clean. His hand went to my head and he started to push up a little as I took him down, almost to the root, past the point I thought I might gag, but I didn't. He was moaning a little and I liked that his pleasure was caused by me. We kept up this nice pace, his hand caressing my head, outlining my cheek, then he grasped the base of his prick while I sucked and he started pumping.
His breathing got a little shallow and I could feel his cock get harder in my mouth and soon a river of cum just started pouring in, not blasting, and I just swallowed, still getting used to the taste. I could feel the pulses of his cock in my mouth. He sighed and pulled me off, bring my head up to his. We just kissed for a long time, then slept some more.
We decided to order a room service breakfast: coffee, eggs, pancakes, whatever they had. We repeated our meal from the conference, eating on the bed nude. The guy who delivered the food had walked in and saw that we were barely dressed, me in a bathrobe and Marek in his boxers. He smirked a little, hoping, I guess, that we wouldn't notice. When he had wheeled the cart with our food to the bed he stopped, received his tip, then said,
"Anything else?"
I suddenly thought we had slipped into a bad porn from the '70's. Was he going to get on his knees and suck us off? I almost laughed.
"No man, that's great. Thanks." I tried to keep a poker face. Marek was grinning.
"Cool," was all he said. Then he surprised me and dug in his pocket and put a card on the bed. He didn't say anything else and turned with a smile. After the door closed I picked it up. "Tim Soma. Cheeky bastard. But he was kind of cute..."
"I think we made the whole room smell pretty sexy. I don't think he could help himself."
I laughed. Marek picked up the card and put it on the bedside table. I wondered what he was thinking. But it was soon forgotten as we ate our giant breakfast, drank the nice coffee and continued to get to know each other.