Boston work trip

I was in my early 30’s at the time, and married to a woman. I was in a work trip in Boston staying at an upper end hotel. It was after 8pk and I decided to head down to the gym for a run. After the run, I hit the hot tub that was in the men’s locker room. I got naked and went in. Sitting there was another man. He was white, dark black hair, blue eyes, goatee. I could see through the bubbles his dark curly chest hair.

When I got in and sat down he looked over to me and smiled. He had a nice smile and I smiled back and we sat silently for awhile while exchanging quick glances. It appeared to me under the bubbles he may have been stroking himself, so I started to do the same and then we locked eyes. Not a word was spoken at this point. We had been in the hot tub for a good 15 min or so before the timer shut it down.

The other guy got up from the hot tub. I saw a gold band around his finger. When I got to view his entire physique I was smitten. He definitely worked out. Not bulging biceps or pecs, but well-defined, hard and toned. His ass was fine and covered in light dark curls. His cock was almost erect, standing from its hairy base about 8”, and his thighs were pronounced, hairy and also very defined, as were his calves. He could have been that month’s Playgirl cover model. About 34”waist, a little beefier and bigger than me, which is what I like.

He continued to stare at me as he grabbed his towel and walked towards the shower then he turned back and nodded his head, signaling me to follow him. So I did. We chose shower stalls across from one another and didn’t bother closing the curtains. We watched each other soap our bodies. I watched him stroke his cock hard and I licked my lips. He signaled me to turn around so he could see my ass, and he licked his lips.

He was bold. He turned off his shower and came over to mine and closed the curtain. Then he leaned down (he was probably 6’4”, to my 6”), and we made out under the shower. He’d took my breath away as he grabbed my ass and began probing until his finger found my rosebud.

He broke the kiss and said, “hi, I’m Matt”. I said  “I’m Rich”. Then he said, “you’re cute. You staying here tonight?”. I said yes. He asked if we could take things upstairs. At this point I was under Matt’s spell, and I agreed. He got out of the shower first and I followed a minute after. He was toweling off, and didn’t bother to put his underwear on. He pulled on his jeans and t-shirt, and threw everything else in his bag. Given I was staying there I only had tennis shoes and a t- shirt.

He folllowed me to the elevator and on the ascent up to the floor, he shoved  his finger down my bathing suit and fingered my ass. We made it to my floor and to my room. Once the door closed. He spun me towards him and we resumed making out. Two hot married guys getting it on, I was so hot and ready. He seemed to have an obsession with my hole, and I wasn’t complaining.

I pulled his t-shirt off and began licking and sucking on his nipples and rubbing my fingers through his chest hair. He grabbed the back of my head, moaned, and pushed me in tightly. Then he pulled my shirt over my head, and he returned the favor. My nips are wired to my dick and it began to grow in my bathing suit. His finger still probing my hole. I was overstimulated, and loving it.

I pulled down my bathing suit and kicked it off, now he has free reign on my ass. We made out again as he grabbed my tiny tight ass in his big string hands, and then he lifted me up and walked me to the bed. He removed his jeans and I got to see his thick dark public bush and his big thick dick up close. He pinned me onto my back and straddled my chest. I opened my mouth to receive him. As I began to suck on him he said, “I knew the second you walked into that hot tub you were a cocksucking faggot. Suck that dick”. Omg, that made my dick so hard! I sucked him with more enthusiasm and then he grabbed onto the headboard and began fucking my mouth. I felt him grow even harder as he moaned without caring who might hear us, and when he shot his seed down my throat, I could feel his shaft jump in my mouth. His seed was thick and tasted so good, I wanted it all.

When he got off my chest, he was still panting hard and said, “fuck. I needed that. I haven’t come in a week. My wife won’t blow me anymore. You’re a great cocksucker, you know that”. I said, “thank you”. I wasn’t sure what would happen next but he ended the momentary silence by saying, “I want to get in that tight ass. I’m not leaving yet”. Then he rolled me onto my stomach like a piece of meat.

He got behind me and spread my cheeks and began blowing on my hole which sent shivers up my spine. Then he gently began to lick around my hole. His goatee made contact with my smooth ass, and I let out a loud moan. It was feeling fantastic. This man knew how to eat an ass, and he was devouring mine  like he hadn’t eaten in weeks. He must have spent over 30 minutes down there tounging, fingering, and licking my hole. I was begging him to fuck me at this point. He was making me crazy with lust.

Abruptly, he got up, and he shoved all 8” deep inside me. His chest hair resting on my back. He pushed my head down into the mattress as he began to fuck inside me. He was thick, and he stretched me wide and he pushed in deep, using only his saliva as lube. I squeezed my ass around his cock but he shouted in my ear, “open that hole for me faggot”. Let daddy fuck it good”. He was probably 8-9 years older than me if I had to guess, but I wasn’t going to argue. I relaxed my hole and let him fuck me slow and deep. It actually did feel overwhelmingly good as he had me cooing.

We slow fucked like this for awhile and it was nice. Then he raised himself up and grabbed my wrists behind my back and pushed me down so I couldn’t move and he began to deep stroke inside me harder. He said, “don’t you move faggot. Daddy’s gonna breed that tight boy ass of yours” and I squealed helplessly as I was pinned down and anomalistically fucked into oblivion until he unloaded his nut deep inside me. Then he finally let go of my wrists. I could barely move my arms to my side as he fell onto my back and his dick still inside me.

We laid there quietly for a few minutes. At this point it was after 10pm, and I knew once his dick fell out he’s be leaving to get back to his wife and probably kids, and pretty much that’s what happened. He got up, took a fast shower to clean off, dressed, hugged me and bolted.
I was still naked and horny as fuck, and had a load of married cum down my throat and up my ass. I got into bed and whacked off. My own cum flying everywhere. I can come like a water sprinkler, cum flies out of my slit and literally sprays everywhere, over my head, on my face, on the sheets, my chest, my stomach, my arms, and my hand. It can be quite a mess.

I didn’t bother to wipe it up, I fell right to sleep and let it all dry on my body. I’d be extra careful to scrub good in the morning.

I did go back to the hot tub the next night at the exact time as the night before to see if Matt would be there, but I had no luck. I did manage to shoot my nut in the shower though reliving that hot fuck in my mind.