The Arrival

As I waited nervously in the hotel room, my mind wandered back over the last few months.  

It started during a late night conversation about work, Jack needed some work advice before we moved into catching up with each other.  He asked how my writing was going.  Being a bit tired and having known him for so long I opened up about just how it was going.  He was the first person I’d told about publishing a few collections of short stories on Amazon.  As Jack was congratulating me on having actually published he also said he wanted to read the stories.  

I paused for a minute, a very noticeable minute.

“You may not really want to read them, they’re not quite your type of material.”  I explained.  Not many straight men were interested in reading gay erotica.  

“Oh come on Pete, I’ve read some of your stuff.  They can’t be bad if you were willing to put them out there. 

I could feel my face grimace as I admitted they were porn, gay porn.  His next words kind of blew my mind.

“I still want to read them.”  He insisted. As I hesitated, he followed up with a soft “Come on dude, I’ve shared enough of my stories with you over the years.”

Which was true.  He had shared more than a few stories of the years of his sexual exploits, which more than once had led to my own fantasies involving him.  He was in his late 40’s, worked out religiously and had an ass that you could bounce a quarter on.  The few times we went to the beach was a subtle form of torture trying not to drool over him in snug swim trunks.  While I was in really good shape with a flat stomach, wide shoulders and a nice ass, he was ripped far beyond me.  And now he was asking to read porn I had written which may or may not have used him as a model. 

“Fine, I’ll send you a PDF of the first collection.”  I said with a smile in my voices and a resigned sigh.  I only wondered a bit how shocked he would be at the slutty nature of the stories.  How many straight guys wanted to read about gay bookstore trysts?  

A few more minutes on the phone and we called it a night with me once again promising to email him in the morning.  

Two nights later, It was almost ten o’clock when my phone rang.  Looking at my phone, it was Jack, who was calling way later than normal since he was well aware I get up at three thirty am.  

“What?”  I said completely deadpan as I was more than half asleep.  

 “Dude, those stories were so fucking hot.  Do you have any more?” Jack’s voice low and rough.  I was instantly way more awake and my cock started to wake up.  

“Um, yes. There are more but straight guys are not supposed to talk like that about  gay porn.”  I replied, trying to not sound too intrigued by his confession.

“What?  You know I’ve messed around with guys in the past.”  Jack answered as if that explained everything.

“Jack, you mentioned once, in passing, many years ago, that you had messed around with a guy in your past.  I thought you’d fooled around once in college or something.”  

“That was true but a few years ago on one of my yearly trips to Palm Springs I wandered into the back room of a bookstore and well, fooled around some more.  It was enlightening.”  He confessed before continuing.

“Then on my next trip I ended up in one of the little gay hotels for the last couple days after the family from hell arrived at my normal place.”  Jack finished.  I was in shock.  

“Wow, and you really liked the stories?”  I asked still a bit surprised since the stories tended to showcase my sleazier side that I had never shared.  

“Fuck yes, the one with the business man giving blowjobs at a glory hole in the back of a bookstore had my dick rock hard.  Then the college jock getting bred by his coach made me blow a massive load.”  His voice sound odd, almost hungry.  This was such an odd change in everything I thought I knew I wasn’t quite sure what to say. But despite having jacked off earlier, my own dick was rock hard again hearing him talk.  

“Sure, I’ll send you some more.  Anything special you like?”  I asked, genuinely curious about his fantasies. 

“Anonymous cruising, public sex, book store backrooms, that kind of thing.  And I love dirty talk.”  Jack whispered.  With that comment I knew I’d be shooting another load tonight.  

“I’ll choose a few just for you and email them in the morning.”  I told him.

“Thanks man.” He said then paused just a moment like he wanted to say something else before continuing.  “Crap, I just realized how late it is.  Get some sleep and I’ll talk to you later.”  After a quick goodbye I hung up and with a couple strokes shot another load out of my rock hard cock.  

The next morning, I emailed him some more stories that were closer to his fantasies.  I was not trying really hard not to have my own fantasies about he and I.  After all, he did live more than a hundred miles away.  Still, it wasn’t as if I hadn’t fantasized about him occasionally before but having him possibly be attainable was a completely different story.  

At lunch the following day, I got a text from him letting me know how much he liked the new stories.  Then another about one of the stories in an adult bookstore.  And how much he’d love to walk into the back room like that to find a guy on his knees waiting to suck him off.  Then an hour later another text that he’d actually jacked off in the office men’s room.  Fuck, he was gonna kill me if he kept this up.  

I didn’t hear from him again until later that evening as I was watching an old movie on the couch.  After his telling me about going out for a few drinks after work, he started in on the stories and how much he liked them, causing my dick to walk up.

“Man, those stories of yours are so hot.  Even after blew a load in the bathroom I was hard half most of the afternoon.”  Jack said with a dry chuckle.  

"I’m still kind in shock but I’m glad you like them.”  I chuckled as I used one hand to give myself a gentle massage through my shorts.  

“You aren’t the only one in shock, I always thought you were this super uptight type who would blush at even the idea of a glory hole.”  He answered with his own dry chuckle before continuing a moment later.

“But now I know better.”  He finished with his voice low, almost flirting. 

“And now you owe me a story.  You’ve had a glimpse inside of my dirty mind and now it’s my turn.”  I answered, hoping to get more details on what exactly he did in Palm Springs.  

“My turn?”  

“Hell yes, give me some details about your backroom adventures and what happened at that hotel.”  I almost whispered as I pulled my cock out since it was so hard it was getting uncomfortable.  

Closing my eyes, I idly played with myself as Jack’s deep voice talked about being in the bookstore before wandering into the backroom out of curiosity.  Then he spoke of a hot military type copping a feel as he strolled past.  Intrigued and turned on, he let the young man follow him into a booth.  

I had to stop stroking myself as I listened and visualized a hot military type on his knees in a booth in an adult bookstore sucking Jack off.  It only got worse as he continued and told me of going down on his own knees to suck dick.  The images in my head were better than anything I’d ever pictured with him.  I must have been too quiet except for my heavy breathing though.

“You’re playing with yourself aren’t you?”  Jack half asked, half stated.  

“Hell yes, the idea of you on your knees eating marine dick is fucking hot.”  I answered as I wiped a bit of pre-cum off my dick to taste it.   

“So what happened after that?”  I asked, wanting… needing to hear more.

“Well, at the little gay hotel there was this couple visiting from Seattle.”  He said before pausing.

“And?”  I asked because even the idea him in a three way was making my balls pull up.

“They weren’t looking for me to participate, they wanted me to watch.  They got off on having an audience.”  Jack said and there was a pause as I heard what sounded like cloth rustling. 

“You just took your cock out didn’t you?”  I blurted out.

“Yes.” He said with a chuckle before continuing.  

“So this couple were both built with the older guy a bit more of a daddy bear with a hairy chest and greying hair.  The other guy was younger had a swimmers build with smooth skin and bubble butt.”  Jack explained.  

Being a natural storyteller, Jack spent the next several minutes going into great detail about the couple’s acrobatic sex and the narration from the daddy bear telling Jack how he’d trained his boy and just how good his boy’s mouth felt and more.

I sort of faded out and and just listened to Jack’s voice as I ever so lightly stroked my cock.  I was already so close but didn’t want to shoot until he finished the story.

Then Jack continued to spin the tale about the bear saying how tight and slick the boy’s ass was and how much he loved shooting his load inside the bottom to breed him and more.  

I must have faded out a bit as I was picturing Jack watching all this while jacking off himself.  Then I heard Jack say my name to snap me out of my erotic daydream.

“Sorry, I missed that last part.”  I said almost sheepishly.  With his voice low and filled with longing Jack spoke.

“I said, have you ever thought about breeding me?”  And with that my cock unloaded all over my chest as I let out an almost pained groan.  

After that night on the phone and a few follow up sessions of phone sex, I knew I had to make a plan to get down to San Diego.  It wasn’t that far and I had more than enough PTO on the books.  I made a reservation at hotel on the water and after surreptitiously checking his schedule drove down late in the afternoon.  After checking in, I scoped out the room and prepared for the morning and hoped my plan would work.  I was so horny it had to work.  

A little later in the lobby, I explained to the attendant at the front desk that someone from my office would be stopping by in the morning to pick up a package and would they mind holding it until then.  Of course they didn’t know that in the very business like package was my spare room key and a note.

The next morning, I sent him a text with very limited instructions.  I sensed he was a bit perplexed but agreed.  My biggest challenge now was to not jack off before he arrived.  

At the appointed time, I got ready and positioned myself inside the door on my knees wearing only a pair of gym shorts.  I was nervous as hell and hoped this didn’t backfire on me and that this was something he really wanted.  Otherwise it would be awkward to say the least.

A minute later, my nervousness vanished as I heard the door mechanism spring and the door opened.  

There he stood in shock but just for a couple seconds.

“Jesus, this is what I was hoping for but almost didn’t dare dream.” He said as he quickly moved forward.  His hand was a tiny bit unsteady as he reached out to stroke my hair before pulling me towards his crotch.  Yes, finally I thought triumphantly.  

I quickly undid his fly and pulled out his rock hard dick.  Looking up at him, I held his gaze as I slowly sucked and licked on the head before taking his length all the way down.  My hands franticly worked his belt to pull down his pants but I didn’t want to stop sucking either.  His own hands were not still either as he stripped off his shirt.

Finally, I had him out of his pants went back to sucking his cock.  

I reached up to tweak his nipples since I was well aware of how sensitive they were from our conversations.  He moaned in appreciation and he ran his hands through my hair as he took hold of my head.

“Fuck yes, suck that dick.” He moaned as he started to thrust, almost fucking my face.  Not wanting him to shoot too soon I pulled off his cock to suck his balls one by one into my mouth.  I lowered my hands to massage his ass as I returned to just working on the head of his dick.

Keeping my eyes on his face, I took a finger to stroke his hole.  Jesus, he had lubed his hole in anticipation.  I teased his hole with the tiniest thrusts of just the tip of my finger before pushing in bit deeper.  His mouth opened with softly whispered ‘yes’ letting me know I was on the right track.  His hole opened for me as I slid the entire length of my finger into him.  

I added a second finger as he ground his ass back looking for more.  Reaching in deeper, I grazed his prostate at the same time I deep throated him again.  That was enough to push him over the edge.  With a none to quiet grown I felt his cock grow as he emptied himself down my throat and his ass clenched my fingers with each spurt.  

Pulling back, I managed to catch the last couple of shots on my tongue.  It was delicious.  Jack struggled to catch his breath as I licked him clean, his hands gently caressing my scalp for a minute.  

Then Jack pulled me to my feet and kissed me with a rough deep hunger where I knew he would be able to taste himself.  Our tongues wrestled as our hands explored each other’s bodies before he knelt before me and pulled my shorts down.  

Ever so gently, Jack stroked my cock reverently before just barely taking the head into his mouth.  Closing his eyes he suckled for a moment while his hand continued to caress the shaft.  After a brief moment he pulled of and looked up.  

“So you gonna breed me?”  He whispered as he flicked his tongue at the hole.  

“Fuck yes, I’m gonna breed that hole.  Fill you full of cum.”  I said as I stepped back and helped him to his feet.  

I didn’t pull him to the bed though, I pushed a somewhat confused Jack into the oversized bathroom with and oversized mirror.  He quickly got with the program as I bent him over the bathroom sink so he could watch my face as I fucked him from behind.

With our eyes locked and his arms on the counter for balance I slid my cock up and down his crack to tease him.  With my hands firmly on his hips, I just slid the tip in a hair before pulling it back out.

“You want my cock?  Tell me how much you want my cock?”  I growled.  

“Fuck me Pete.  Give me that dick.”  Jack hissed as he tried to push back to get my cock inside him.

“That all?”  I said with a slight smack to his ass.

“Please, I need your dick inside me Pete.  My ass needs to get fucked.”  He said hungrily.   And with that I slide just a few inches inside his ass.  He was hot, tight and I’d never wanted to cum inside someone more.

“Yes… more…”  Jack was almost pleading.  Finally relenting, I thrust hard and fast all the way inside him.  His mouth opened and a shocked gasp came out before it turned into a long moan of pleasure.  

“God, so good.”  He continued as I started to really fuck him with long deep strokes as he let out a gasped “harder”.   

“This what you wanted Jack?”  I said harshly as I picked up the pace, jack hammering his ass.  I’d never fucked anyone so roughly in my life.  I don’t know what he said or tried to say but it was an affirmative noise as I just kept fucking harder and deeper.  The only sounds now our rough breathing, his tiny grunts and the noises of skin on skin.  My grasp on his hips grew slippery as our bodies grew slick from heat in the small room.  I was so close, I don’t think I ever needed to orgasm so much in my life.  

“You ready Jack?  Ready to have my breed you?”  My voice sounding rougher than I had ever heard it.  He nodded with a near inarticulate yes.  

Finally losing any semblance I had of control, I came with a barely contained roar blasting shot after shot of cum up his hungry ass.  With a pained grown of his own and the sudden feeling of his ass clenching my cock told me Jack came as well.  My thrusts slowed and I felt the warm squelch of my load inside him.  

As my softening cock slipped out of his ass I pulled him up and circled my arms around him.  My hands running over his sweat dampened chest as I nuzzled his neck before he turned his head for a gentle kiss.  

“Please tell me you’re here for the weekend.”  Jack said as he broke the kiss. 

“Hell yes.”  I answered with a grin as I pulled him towards the shower.