I'll say what needs to be said

Upon waking the next morning, I opened the app to see if he had messaged me. He had not. I showered and dressed for the day. As I was leaving, I heard an alert from the app. He messaged me, “Thank you. That was hot last night.” 

“Yes Sir. It was. You have a nice dick and know how to use it.” 

“Thanks, boi. You have a hot ass, and damn… you opened right up for me. You obviously have experience with thick cocks.”

“That’s good to hear, Sir. It’s been a while since a thick dick fucked my ass. I was worried that I would be out of practice.”

“Didn’t show. I’m gonna fuck that ass again before you leave.”

“Aye, Sir.”

“What? No drawn out discussion like before?”

“No, Sir. You bred this ass. Like You said when You left last night, it’s Yours while we are here.” 

“Good boi.”

“I don’t know if you recognized me or not, but I didn’t recognize you. If you did recognize me and want to assert control when you see me today, just use the safe word.” 

He said that he might have recognized me. My voice sounded familiar, so he might decide to take control but would just have to see how the day went. I headed out the door to get the day started. I focused on the workshop, learned what I needed, and contributed what I could. 

For the workshop, we were divided into smaller discussion groups. In my small group, there was a guy, Allen, from a neighboring state. In fact, his office was only about two hours from mine. He was in his late-20s, and at roughly 5’8”, he was shorter than me. He was leaner and more muscular than I was. He reminded me of the actor Tom Holland. He radiated a confidence and gentleness that were very endearing. While we had not met before this workshop, I enjoyed talking to him. He had approached me yesterday during our opening session, and we hit it off. 

During an afternoon break, I was talking with Allen when a guy from another group came over. I immediately noticed that his build was similar to the anon man who bred me in the dark. He said hello and introduced himself to us. His name was John. After some small talk, he noticed that Allen took a bite of his cookie. John asked Allen if the cookie was good. He shrugged and answered that it tasted fine but that he prefers warm cookies. 

John nodded, “Me too. Too bad they don’t have a toaster or something out here for us to heat them.” He turned to face me, “That could work, right?” 

“Yes, Sir. It could,” I replied. If John was my anon breeder, I wanted to respect his control. If he just happened to say the safe word, my answer shouldn’t seem odd.

Then, Allen smiled and agreed, “yeah, a toaster would work.” 

I was utterly confused. Allen was built nothing like the man from last night. He was also 15-20 years too young. Was he one of the others my anonymous playmate had mentioned when he left? With that question in my mind, I felt my cock stir and my ass twitch. 

Before I could ponder any more, John pointed toward the conference room, “Looks like break is over. We are being waved back inside.” 

Allen extended his hand to John, “Nice to meet you.” They shook hands, and unsure if either of them had deliberately used the safe word, I waited. When they moved toward the conference room, I followed. 

Inside, I returned to my seat, but my cock and ass were clearly awake. I had trouble focusing for the rest of the afternoon. Every now and then, I thought I noticed John watching me, but when I turned my eyes toward him for a clearer view, he was staring attentively at the lecturer. By the end of the day, I realized that I was imagining that John was my anonymous playmate. After all, I did not, in fact, know if that guy was at this workshop at all. He could be at another one at the hotel across the street. 

At the end of the day, I headed back to my room to rest and refresh before dinner. Allen walked out with me as he had done yesterday. We casually headed to the elevator bank and waited. Just as a car arrived, John walked around the corner and saw us. He smiled and said hello. We boarded the elevator. Allen was closest to the panel, so he asked us which floors we needed. He pressed 4 for himself. I answered, “11.” John asked for 12. 

We were on the 2nd floor, so the ride to 4 was quick. Allen left the elevator unceremoniously. The ride to 11 took a bit longer. John asked me how I was liking the workshop. After briefly answering, I asked him the same question. He also answered briefly, and the elevator stopped at 11. 

“Catch ya later, Sir,” I said as I stepped off the elevator. 

He replied, “Sounds good.” The doors closed. I turned and walked to my room. 

Entering a quiet hotel room always makes me want to stop and take a deep breath to release the tension of the day. I don’t have to “on” for anyone. I can simply relax and be me. I kicked off my shoes, removed my belt, untucked my shirt, and fell back into the armchair by the window. I opened my phone and tapped the app. Once it launched, I heard several alert tones. Apparently, guys had been messaging me all day, but I had the app closed and didn’t allow notifications from it during work hours. 

I scrolled through and deleted several of the easily ignored messages: “Sup?”, “Hey”, “Do I make you horny?”, “Check out so many hot men on our best site for naughty hooking up. Just please to click this link.”,  “HI, my name is Jackson. What’s yours?”... 

I saw a few messages from guys that had chatted with me last night, but who could not hold up their end of a conversation. I told them last night that I was not interested, so I skipped over them. 

Besides, I was looking for a specific anonymous playmate, and I found one from him. It said, “Be in position at 6:00. Door open like last night. Ass up.” 

The clock showed 5:30 now. I replied, “Aye Sir.” Then, I quickly peeled off my clothes and hastily folded them into a drawer. I closed the curtains and rushed to the bathroom. I jumped into the shower and got myself ready. 

At 5:57, I set the door ajar and climbed onto the bed. I reached for the lamp and switched it off. My heart pounded in my ears, and my breaths sounded almost panting. I was nervous and excited, but I had also been rushing, so maybe my body would relax before he arrived. 

From the hallway, I could hear a lot of talking and footsteps. I heard a roller bag being pulled from the elevator to a room. Maybe there was too much traffic in the hallway, so he did not feel comfortable with someone seeing him just walk up and enter this room. I picked up my phone and looked at the app to see if he had messaged me. No new messages, but I could see that he had read mine. I returned the phone to the nightstand and stretched my body on the bed. As I did, I heard a faint sound at my door. Hurriedly, I got back into position. Light filled the room as the door swung open. 

“Hello?” called a voice deeper than I remember from last night. 

“Yes?” I answered, wondering how I would explain myself if this was hotel security or a random good samaritan. 

“I’m not sure I’m at the right room…” his voice trailed off. “I’m supposed to let you know that Toaster sent me.” 

“Come on in, Sir. You are at the right place.”

The door closed behind him and clicked shut. I heard him undressing and felt him climb onto the bed behind me. 

“Toaster sent me to eat your ass, boi.” He said with a deep, gruff voice. 

“It is my privilege to serve him, Sir.”

“You okay for me to get to it then?”

“He already gave you permission, Sir, and yes, I am ready when you are.” 

The man devoured my ass for the next 45 minutes. I was panting and begging him to fuck me. I could hear him jacking off as he rimmed me, and I felt slippery fingers push inside me. He was lubing me with his precum, but he would not even acknowledge that I was begging for his cock. He just kept rimming me. Then, he stopped. I heard him jacking off more intensely and felt him moving closer. He rubbed the head of his cock on my hungry wet hole and then shot his load on my back. I felt rope after rope of cum land across my back and my buttocks. After he finished, I felt his hands on my back, gathering the cum, and rubbing it against my hole. Then, I felt his cock press against my hole before plunging inside me. He gathered more cum, pulled out, poured the cum on my hole, and plunged his cock into me again. A couple of thrusts was all he gave me, though. He pulled out, left the bed, went to the bathroom for a wet cloth, cleaned up, dressed, and left. 

As he left, I heard the latch swing into place to block the door open. “He said for you to stay put. Someone else is on the way.”