A SciFi Weekend

This story is a work of fiction, though is based on a real event. The guy in the story does exist, but I know nothing about him other than I found him attractive when I saw him.

It was the annual SciFi and Fantasy convention. I was an old hand at it by now and enjoyed the attention my outfit attracted. What can I say? I enjoy posing for photos. I dress in a long flowing tunic, without a belt, and over that I wear a very full (virtually a full circle) and heavy robe that reaches right down to my feet. It moves and sways really well when I walk and I always receive compliments on how it looks.

This time it was a little different though. The previous evening I started with a really heavy head cold and the last thing I felt like doing was walking around. So I managed to find a comfortable chair near the back of one of the event halls. I knew I had little chance of seeing anything on the stage, but I would be able to hear everything and in fact there were several very interesting talks on that day.

Shortly before one talk was due to start a group of guys came and stood not far from me, obviously intending to listen to the talk, and one of them caught my eye. He was about 180cm, 80 or 90kg, black hair turning to grey, about 40 and very attractive, at least to my eyes. He was wearing black trousers and shoes and a white top with a waist length red satin cape and carrying some sort of 'space age' sword. He looked a bit like a character from Flash Gordon. Most of the time he had his back to me, but I was quite happy to keep looking at his very nicely shaped ass.

I didn't realise it, but at some point he must have noticed me looking at him. At the end of the talk his friends moved off but he remained and in fact moved a bit closer to me. Then without any warning he spoke to me.

"Hi. I'm Rob." he said and held out his hand.

"Oh. Hi. Mark." I replied and took his hand. The feel of his hand on mine sent an electric shock up my arm and straight to my cock.

"How are you enjoying the Con?"

"It's good. I'm not at my best today but I'm enjoying the talks in here and at least these chairs are comfortable."

"I noticed you earlier. That's a very impressive outfit."

"Thank you."

"I can't help wondering what you wear under it."

"Really. Well that's for me to know and you to discover. If you're interested enough."

"I noticed you looking at me earlier. Every time I looked round you had your eyes on me so I guess the interest is mutual?"

"You could say that, yes."

"So how do you suggest I go about finding the answer to my question?"

"Well I don't just give such information without something in exchange. And I'm thinking payment in advance."

"And what sort of payment have you in mind?"

"Lets say that once I've investigated for myself what you have under your outfit, you'll be free to conduct your own investigation. Deal?"

"Deal. My room?"

"OK."

And with that he lead the way out of the hall and across to the lifts. Once we were in his room, he turned to me.

"OK. How do we do this then?"

"You let me undress you first. Then once you are totally naked the price will have been paid and you are then free to discover what I have under my costume." and with that I moved over to him and unfastened his trousers without waiting for an answer. I pushed them down his legs and then had him sit on the bed. Next I removed his shoes and then finished removing his trousers. I deliberately left his socks on, even though I don't like to see a guy wearing nothing but socks. If you haven't worked out why, all will be made clear shortly. I'm a sneaky bastard at times.

I let my hands slide slowly up his legs and then turned my attention to his top. I unbuttoned the shirt and slowly slid it down his arms and off. He was wearing a tee shirt underneath which I then lifted up an off. He had a nice defined chest, slightly hairy and with just a hint of a six pack. Exactly how I like them. That just left his boxers. I had him stand up again and I sat on the bed. Once again I ran my hands up his legs but this time they went up inside his boxers. I could see his cock was hardening and making the front of them bulge out nicely. I let my hands rest on his hips and then slid them round to his ass, letting my finger tips enter his crack. Then I gripped the waist band and pulled them down. The sight before me did not disappoint. His cock stood straight out, about 20cm long and about 17 or 18 round. Uncut but with a nicely shaped head. His balls hung loose and low. It was all just crying out for my mouth to service it. I had him step out of his boxers and then lie on the bed.

"My turn now." he said.

"Not yet." I replied.

"You've got me naked. I've paid your price."

"But you aren't totally naked yet. I haven't removed your socks."

"What? You crafty fucking bastard!"

"Aren't I just. Lie down."

As he lay back on the bed he began to laugh. "You conned me good and proper didn't you." It wasn't a question.

I didn't say anything. I just lay down and took his balls in one hand and his cock in the other and began to stroke it. Gradually his laughter turned to low moans and I knew he was getting close to cumming. So I let go and sat up. I reached out and slowly removed one of his socks. His foot was just as nice as the rest of him. I caressed it gently with one hand.

"Of course if I was feeling really naughty, I'd just leave now and let you go on wondering." I said.

"What? After getting me naked and using me?"

Instead of answering, I just pulled his other sock off and then stood up, looking at him. He was quick on the uptake and immediately stood. He reached up and slid my robe over my shoulders and I let it fall down my arms and onto the floor. Then he knelt down to remove my sandals. Finally he lifted the tunic up over my head and off.

"I see. Nothing at all under it. Just as I'd been imagining." he said and then took me in his arms to kiss me.

We lowered ourselves onto the bed, never breaking the kiss, and totally surrendered ourselves to the moment. Arms and legs entwined. Cock rubbing on cock. Lips locked firmly together. After a while he broke the kiss and moved round so we were in a 69 position. Without a word being spoken we both set to with mouths and hands, licking, sucking, stroking, squeezing. I rolled over onto my back so he was on top of me. I moved my hands to take hold of his ass. It felt so good. Firm but pliable. I allowed my fingers to explore his tight hole. Then I let his cock come out of my mouth and moved to licking and sucking on his balls for a moment. I ran my tongue up from his balls to his ass and proceeded to give him the rimming of his life. He moaned with pleasure as he sucked harder on my cock. Then suddenly he got off me, turned around, put his legs either side of me and sat down on my cock till it was totally inside him, his ass pressing on my balls.

"My, you're eager." I said as he began to fuck himself on me. "Hands off. That's my job." I added as I reached for his cock and began to stroke it in time to his fucking. I knew I wasn't going to last long. His ass was so warm and tight on my cock it felt fantastic.

"Oh God! I'm gonna blow any second." I managed to say. He just kept on riding me hard and within another couple of seconds I blew my load deep in his guts.

"I'm almost there." he said. I pushed him off me to lie down and moved over to take his cock in my mouth. With a couple of fingers pushed into his ass and one hand fondling his balls I sucked as well as I know how and was soon rewarded with a mouth full of his hot sticky cum. I swallowed some and then lifted his legs and began to draw as much of my own cum from his ass as I could. Then, with the mix of both our loads in my mouth I moved to kiss him, and we spent the next several minutes passionately sharing the mixed load between us.

When we broke the kiss, neither of us spoke. We just lay there, him with his arms round me and me with one arm behind his neck and the other hand playing gently with his still hard cock. Then I began to concentrate my attention on his cock head.

"Wow! That's sensitive!" he cried. I just laughed and then kissed him again.

"I suppose we ought to go back to the con before either of us is really missed" I said. "but thank you for a great interlude."

"The pleasure was all mine. And I'd be happy to do it again."

"So would I."

And with that we both dressed, though I noticed he decided to go commando this time, and we went back down to see what was on at the convention.