The Business Trip

This is a story between a father and son’s experience on a week-long business trip.  This is pure fiction.  There is mention of sexual innuendo and sexual acts between father and son.  This will be a series, but it will be written over time.

I hope you enjoy the story Part 2.

(Characters in the story are all above the age of 18.)

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I felt my body jolt in the seat as the plane made contact with the runway, which made my stomach slightly queasy.  Thankfully the motion didn’t last too long.  My stomach returned to its rightful place, as the plane eased into the terminal.

Once parked, we grabbed our bags and proceeded off the plane.

“Hope to see you lovely gentlemen again” Sean said as we walked by.

My dad gave Sean a tilt of the head. “Always a pleasure Sean, we will see you in a week”

“Thank you Sean, it was a great flight” I said to him which he returned with a smile and a little wink.

“Holy shit there are a lot of people here” I gasped as we started walking through the terminal and halls of JFK airport.

Large groups of people have never been my thing. I prefer the quiet tranquility of our Sunshine Coast neighbourhood.  I knew that this trip would expose me to a few new things.

* * * *

Growing up, it had always been just dad and I.  

Back in his college days, my dad had met the love of his life, Sarah.  From what I remember, they loved each other very much.  He had never quite met anyone like her.  Granted they were still both young, he hadn’t felt for someone like he did for her.  They fell in love and talked about many things.  Made many plans, especially about their future.  One thing led to another and, nine months later, I was born.

My dad had always wanted children.  He always wanted to be able to pass down knowledge, love and compassion.  Give his child(ren) what he felt he missed out on growing up.  According to him, he was over the moon when he found out they were having a son.  

It wasn’t until I was born that Sarah had reservations about being a mother.  My dad, perplexed at first, realized that the impending responsibility of being a parent was proving to be too much for her.  She wasn’t ready.  Hell, even my dad was in over his head.

The moment dad held me in his arms for the first time, his mindset changed.  He knew I would be the greatest gift in his life.  He promised himself that my life would be his greatest success.

Sarah gave up her parental rights, and my dad never looked back.  He understood Sarah’s reservations and never held that against her, because he didn’t want me to grow up resenting her.  Perhaps one day we would meet and my dad brought me up to appreciate and respect others.  

He brought me home to my grandparents place and I grew up surrounded by love and security.

He is my best friend.

* * * *

We walked through the terminal to the entrance where a handsome chauffeur stood next to a polished black limo.

“Mr. Richards, sir” the middle aged gentleman reached out to grab our bags from our hands.

“Victor, it’s great to see you again”

“Always a pleasure, sir!” he gracefully snatched the bags from our hands and brought them to the rear trunk.

“Victor, I would like you to meet my son, Kevin”

Victor glanced over as he finished loading the last bag into the limo, and with a curt smile, “It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, sir!”

“Please, call me Kevin,.... sir is my father”

My dad patted me on the back and snickered.  “It’s just part of the job, son”

Victor wore a very well-tailored, classy black suit.  A very striking presence and calm demeanour.   

“How is your wife doing, Victor?” my dad asked in a more delicate tone.

“She is doing much better, thank you sir!” he replied with a genuine smile.

Victor moved to the side of the limo and opened the door for us.  It felt so surreal.  This was something that I only ever saw in movies, yet here it was happening to me.

My dad allowed me to climb in first.  The opening expanded into a spacious cabin, lined with everything that one could possibly expect riding in style.  I grabbed a seat on the long bench seat on the other side opposite the door, and my dad moved into the back.  With the closing of the door, Victor made his way into the driver’s seat.

“I will give you both a little privacy” victor said as he closed the tinted separator window.

My dad sat there looking out the window, before making eye contact with me.

“What do you think son?  A little different than any old taxi”

I sat there still in disbelief.

Looking around the cabin once more, I met back up with my dad’s gaze.  His broad frame sitting back in the seat.  His suit jacket unbuttoned and legs splayed outwards slightly.  My eyes struggled to not give away that I just wanted to lust over his body.

“This is amazing!”  I said with a hint of excitement in my voice.

A ping from his phone broke our gaze.  Checking the message, my dad excused himself for a moment, made use of his digits and typed away a reply.

It wasn’t much longer before we came to a stop in front of the hotel.

We waited for Victor to come around and open the door for us.  As my dad eased out of the limo, my eyes were teased with the round backside of his butt again.  My eyes locked on the perfectly shaped ass, before it disappeared from sight.  A moment later, my dad poked his head through the doorway “you coming, son?”  

I was, immediately, snapped out of my daydream.  Little did he know just how much I wanted to grab that backside.  He may not have known, but my dick sure did.  That little trip to daydream-ville, woke up little Kevin.

Little Kevin ain’t so little right now, fuck my life!

I made my way towards the opening.  I removed my jacket, to drape over my arm and conceal my hardon.

I stepped out of the car and felt my dick pressing securely against the fabric of my khakis.  I tried everything in my power to ease the tension in my pants.

I glanced at the building in front of me.  A monstrous tower loomed over me, dressed in an off-white tint bordered by black and gold framing.

Hotel Artemis.

Victor came around with our luggage.  As we accepted the bags from his hands, my dad handsomely tipped him for the ride.

“Again, it was a pleasure sir!” He uttered in a most sincere way.

“We will see you in about a week, Victor.  You take care until then, and please say hello to Doris”

Victor stood there in complete silence.  His eyes told of a sadness, yet at the same time, shone with hope and comfort.  He bowed his head “Thank you sir and, I will”

With that, Victor got back into the limo and drove off.

I looked back at my dad who was seemingly emotional looking off into the distance at the limo. I wasn’t sure what to say, but before I could say anything, he regained his composure, and looked back at me.

“Shall we?” he motioned to the entryway.

Let me tell you, this hotel was the grandeur of the elite.  Security surrounded the building as this was THE PLACE for the rich and famous.  My dad’s firm made sure that all their business was always conducted in a safe and secure place.

Walking towards the building, I wondered how my dad ever got used to this.  This was far beyond anything that I have ever encountered.  I thought the security at the airport was intimidating.  

The doorman greeted both of us with a professional and genuine smile.  A tilt of his hat and opened the door to allow us entry.

As we walked through the entrance, my eyes felt like they grew ten-fold.  I followed in behind my dad as he started his way across the lobby.

The lobby, itself, has 50 foot ceilings, adorned with chandeliers, beautifully marbled walls and floors.  A gorgeous golden fountain in the middle of some ten-abbed-chiseled God.  Let’s just say, no expense was spared.

I’m surprised they didn’t offer an uber service to get to the other side of the lobby.  A Large, long counter occupied the other side of the room.  A row of incredibly attractive men and women stood at their station to attend to their customers.

As we pulled up to the counter, one of the most gorgeous men I have ever seen stood there awaiting our arrival.

“Mr. Richards” the young man announced to the room “welcome back”.  His voice enthusiastically bounced off the walls.

I felt like if I looked at this gorgeous creature too long, I’d give away my admiration.

“Thank you Lucas” my dad replied clearly aware that his presence was made to everyone in the lobby.  “Just a little less projection next time” he said jokingly

Lucas, clearly embarrassed, reassured my dad with a nod of the head that he will work on his greeting.

“I have you in your usual suite, everything is taken care of as per usual”

Looking over at me, Lucas’ eyes did a quick up and down, “...Oh I didn’t realize you brought someone with you”

“This is my son, Kevin”

With a slightly off-kiltered grin, “well, it’s finally nice to put a face to the name”

Seeing his reaction, Lucas gave away a slight curiosity.  Was he checking me out?

His attention returned to my dad.  His gaze looked lustful.  Clearly he had the hots for my dad.

Lucas had one of those looks that you will only see in those made for tv romance shows.  The perfectly groomed blond hair and big lips.  The boy next door type of deal.  Though I could only see his upper body, his uniform fit it perfectly.  He has a toned stature, but damn….everything…. Was….working…. for him.

“I can see if we have a suite with two beds…”

My dad quickly cut him off, “that’s okay Lucas, the bed will be more than enough room for the two of us”

Lucas’ stood there for a moment and you could see the envy in his gulp.

Handing over the room keys, Lucas allowed his hand to linger upon my dad’s a second longer than I imagine he intended.

What a little flirt.

All of a sudden, I felt compelled to give Lucas a little wink teasing him with the thought that I was going to be sharing a bed with this man.

Lucas watched as we slowly walked away, maintaining eye contact with me, before we escaped around the corner to the elevator.

As we stood in the elevator, my dad glanced at his phone one more time before looking at me, “I will just do a quick change and need to head down to my meeting”

I nodded my head, but otherwise remained silent.

“Are you doing okay Kevin?” he asked with a slight concern in his voice “I know this is a lot to take in”

“I am doing just fine dad” I returned with a genuine grin.  It was a lot to take in, but it dawned on me that I wasn’t the only one pining for my dad.

The hallways were five times larger than I imagined they would be.  Everything about this place was larger than life.  As we arrived at the room, the anticipation of being alone in a room with my dad, had me reeling with imagery.

We entered the suite, and my jaw dropped.  Floor to ceiling windows lined the far wall.  The room just expanded in all directions.  The open room concept revealed a bar, spacious living room and large, wait…. is that a double king sized bed?

We brought our bags into the room and placed them upon the bed.  My dad grabbed his suit hanging bag and hung it up in the closet before removing a freshly pressed dress shirt.

As he walked into the bathroom, I could see him remove his shirt in front of the mirror.  Every angle and rippled muscle shone brightly, from his profile, in the bathroom glow.

My eyes traced his contours before they were covered by the swift flow of his fresh shirt.  I watched his hands do up the buttons, then slowly undid his pants button to tuck in the shirt.  My mouth watered as his hand sunk below the waist of his pants.  I sat there on the bed mesmerized by the sight before me, as my hand caressed the bulge in my pants.  My dick hardened with each rub, until there was no possible way I could get any harder.

My dad finished straightening out his outfit, then fixed his hair to perfection.  I was so turned on at this point.  My body tingled all over, and I could feel my dick leaking precum into my underwear.

Before my dad had a chance to catch me in the act, I quickly got up turning my hardon away from him and began taking out my clothing to place in the dresser drawer.

My dad came over to my area.

“Alright Kev, I’ll be back in a bit” he calmly announced “....If you need anything at all, call down to the front counter or you can wait for me to get back.  We can do a tour of the hotel later on, sorry to leave you like this”

“Don’t worry dad, that’s why we are here” I said keeping my aroused body facing away from him as I collected more clothing to put away.  “ we will catch up in a bit.  I might just relax in the room and take a nap.  I look forward to the tour later.”

There was a moment of silence, before I felt my dad kiss the top of my head and walk out of the room.

I looked back at the bathroom and noticed his discarded dress shirt.  I grabbed the garment, and brought it to my nose.  I walked over to the bed as I inhaled his aroma.  My freehand quickly grabbed my full hardon and began kneading it through my pants.

I fell back onto the bed in full grope.  I placed his shirt aside and started undoing my pants to release my raging cock.  I had my pants pulled down below my knees.  My cockhead peeking out through the top of my underwear.

I grabbed his shirt and brought it back up to my face.  My other hand slipped under the waistband and grabbed my cock full-on.  My hand began stroking my engorged member and each pump, I could feel more precum slime its way over my fingers.

My body entered a state of euphoria, and my hand took full control over my throbbing cock.  I felt the intensity of my lust, as I got myself closer and closer to shooting my load.

Then I heard a knock at the door and my dad call out,  “Hey Kev, I forgot my key!”