Erotic Research at a University Conference

Message from the Author

Hello Reader,

As always, I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. As my University continues to churn assignments out of myself and its other students, I have tried to squeeze as much writing as I could in my free time this month. I have recently been away presenting my research at a number of different places, and I have found writing this story expresses the way that a lot of young people feel when navigating new sexual situations. Enjoy reading, and I always appreciate any comments people give and try to reply if I see them, but obviously no pressure, I just hope that you enjoy yourself.

Have a lovely day and remember how important your are.

Francesco x

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Erotic Research at a University Conference

It had been quite a trek into Edinburgh. Having woken early and caught the train, I had been carrying my luggage across the country for hours. Although the luggage wasn’t the worst part, it was the awkwardly oversized elongated poster tube that had sat between my legs and vibrated against the window that was the real test of my patience. But I was here, in an overcast part of the UK, drizzling with the wet flannel-like weather that tends to be consistent across this island. My floppy head of hair collected the rain and held each drop in suspension. As the train left behind me, I put up my hood and made my way into town. It was the third annual Natural Language Processing conference in Edinburgh, a fancy way of saying "talking robots" for people outside of the subject. My supervisor had sent the information my way, and the university was paying for my travel, all I had to do was present my research in Temporal Social Networks and the Impact of Generative Contributions, again a fancy title for something actually a little mundane. I was feeling pretty excited, and a little nervous as well if I’m honest. I’d presented to friends before back home, but nothing where actual experts were present. If it wasn’t so cold and wet I’d be sweating right now. I carried my poster and luggage out of the train station and headed to the hotel where I was staying. It was near enough that I could walk, and I was trying to up my daily steps during my gym cutting phase. The city was beautiful, they had just had a festival and there were flags and bunting all around from building to building. I eventually arrived at the hotel and checked in. With a little trouble, I eventually got my room keycard and buzzed my way through the main doors to the lift. Putting down my bags, I pressed the lift button and waited a few seconds… nothing happened. I pressed it again… and again…. and with a sigh looking down at my bags, I picked them up and headed for the five flights of stairs. It seemed like this was the hardest part of the day-long trip as I lunged my way, two steps at a time, to the top. At this point, the rain on my trousers had turned to salty humid sweat. Sorry if that’s a little too graphic, but it made it all worthwhile as I awkwardly fumbled to open my room door and was hit by the cool hit of an air-conditioned breeze of cool air.

I walked into my room, dropped my luggage, and collapsed onto the king-sized bed. The room's bed had a purple glowing backlight that gave the room a notable theme. I was a big fan of the decor, abstract and natural-looking paintings hung on the wall reflecting the purple and pink gradients from the bed. The room also had a sofa, TV and desk, which was the more standard stuff for this type of hotel. I sunk my tired worn-out body into the bed, falling into the soft crisp white duvet and feeling the velvety fabric nestle against my skin like a long-needed embrace. Sitting up for a second, I slid off my shoes, peeled off my wet jeans (along with the rest of my wet clothes) and crumpled back into the bed's loving soft grip. Feeling the cool sheets rub against my body was like ASMR for my skin. The crisp layers wrapped around my skin like a leaf. Moved over my naked back like a light-touching hand. And caressed my cheeks like a soft tongue. My chest rubbed against the mattress more firmly as it sunk back to where it had been, pulling against my bare nipples causing the softest and most gentle of tugs. The purple haze of the bed's light slowly shut my eyelids and that was me done for the night. 

I probably could have slept straight through the week of the conference, missing all the talks and my presentation. But I was eventually woken by a firm knock at the door. I opened my eyes, laying face down in the position I was in yesterday, my butt feeling the cool air-conditioned breeze from the fan. Another firm knock came from the door. I pulled myself from the mattress springs and realising I was still naked I opened the door and poked my head through the gap hiding the rest of my body behind. "You asked to have a morning wake up sir". Yep, he was right I did. He looked at me up and down, realising I was naked behind the door, he took a step back with a concerned look on his face and apologised. "No, I appreciate it thanks" I said and shut the door. The grogginess of my annoyingly awakened body slunk into the warm en-suite. I turned on the shower which quickly steamed up the room with a thick soup of vapour that condensed against my chest. The blast of heat hit me again as I entered the shower and rubbed myself down with the minty tea tree-scented shower gel. The soapy green mixture slid between my palm and my shoulders, biceps, chest and then groin. Leaving a cold minty sting as it went. My lubed fingers dipped in and out of my waxed shallow abs and wrapped around my dick… one… by… one. The heat from 
the shower's steam loosened my balls as they were firmly rubbed against my hand, but I didn’t have time. I needed to grab some food and get to the conference before today’s registration ended. 

Quickly getting changed, I left my room, grabbing with me my bags, poster, and coat. Although at this point the weather had managed to be a little warmer. Leaving the hotel, a cool breeze carried me as I headed down the road towards the Student Union Coffee Shop near the main event’s building. "What’ll it be" said a stern-looking face from behind the counter, seeming as though students were the last thing she wanted to deal with in a student union building. "A regular Mocha and one of these" I said with all the smile I could muster as I handed over the bagel. Her face remained like a soured prune as her blue mascara eyes winced at me as though handing over a bagel was some threat. "Ignore her" said a voice from behind me. I turned round to see a young Masters student with a lanyard around his neck saying Edinburgh NLP Research Conference. "She’s always like this aren’t you Cathrine" he said over my shoulder. She didn’t react and continued to make my coffee. Maybe she had good reason to hate her job, but she clearly had a reputation, her general charm may have even been a must-see tourist attraction around campus. "Sorry I’m Leo, I don’t recognise your face". "Oh hi, I’m… urm… Josh" I said pulling my bag to the side and shaking him by the hand. "Josh… nice… are you here for the conference", "Yeh" I said pointing at his lanyard "I assume that’s why you’re here as well?". But before he had a chance to reply… "That’ll be £3.49" came a groaning sound from behind. I slowly rotated back around smiling all the way. "Thanks so much" I said seeing if I could get a glimmer of positivity from her. But nothing. I took my coffee, paid, and hung around waiting for Leo to finish his order. He seemed like a nice enough guy, slim tall, with brown longish hair, and clearly a level of confidence expected from someone who lived on campus. I’d recently just come out to a few friends and had not yet dared to do so with my family. That, at least for the time being, was not on the table. But Leo seemed like the sort of guy that was my type, if I had a type, I was still working a lot of stuff out and the lines between friend and potential partner were thoroughly blurred. I wasn’t even sure how to ask if a guy was gay, could you even do that or is that… like… rude? I was and felt way out of my depth in this complex social navigation, but then again those tight jeans might be worth the risk I thought as he pulled his wallet from his sculpted back pocket. Leo walked over to me with his paper coffee cup, gave a wink to Cathrine and we walked out into the now more bustling streets of the city.

We headed down the road, left through an alley, and then right onto the student gardens outside the event building. The gardens were beautiful, and we sat on the grass hill looking out over the castles in the distance. "Wow, an impressive view" I said dumping my bag next to my legs. Leo came and sat next to me sliding his leather shoulder bag behind him. "Yeh I guess so, you tend to lose that sort of feeling when you get used to working here". I suppose he was probably right, after all, it was only the two of us on the hill, other students were pretty focused on getting from A to B, carrying equipment, or discussing their work. "It’s probably nice though, to live in a city like this" I said laying back on the crisp grass and looking at the back of Leo’s head. He seemed like a great guy to be around, the sort that you could have a drink with but also a genuine discussion. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much I could tell about his physique, he was wearing a suitably brown leather jacket and white shirt that matched his laptop bag and general persona. "Yeah it is nice here, campus offers a lot to students, gym, library, stuff like that. You should check it out later with me if you’re around?". He laid back with me, resting his arm next to mine and smiled. Well, now I was confused. Was he flirting with me? He certainly seemed to want to be around me more and we were staying arm to arm in silence for a while longer than I would normally expect. Maybe he wanted me to ask him out for food at the conference? Or maybe this is my chance to drop some hints of my own. "Yeh, that sounds great… I urm… I wouldn’t mind… nice arm by the way". Nice arm by the way… am I a complete idiot. Who would ask that generally, let alone as a chat-up line? "My arm?" Leo said a little confused understandably as he had just been asked something completely irrelevant by a sociopath. "Yeh… urm… nice and tanned". I have no words for what I was doing at this point, at least in most cases you can learn and get better. What was I supposed to learn from this? Don’t talk about people’s limbs as a chat upline. I already knew that. The desperation and sirens occurring in my head were I hope not present on my face. "Cheers... I spend a lot of time outside" Leo said very graciously considering that I had just held him verbally hostage. With a sigh of relief, I grabbed my bottle out of my bag, maybe I hadn’t screwed everything up. Perhaps there was a way to salvage this, but I still wasn’t sure how to make a first move when I wasn’t even sure if he was gay. I mean most people just assume that others are straight unless they have a rainbow painted on their face, and this was more so difficult since I had a gay-dar as effective as my apparent sociopathic charm. "We should probably head in now they’ll be starting soon and I need to be there to register people" Leo said finishing his coffee and picking up his bag. "Yeh sure" I said doing the same as we made our way back up the hill to the main doors. A woman at the main door smiled. "Hey are you here for the conference" she asked in the friendly tone of a host. "Yeh" Leo confidently and casually said on my behalf. There was something about the way he could command the situation in such a casual way that made me a little dizzy. Although we had just met, I felt I could rely on him, and his eyes and subtle brown beard were dreamy and deep like a big pile of just sexy goodness wrapped up in a burrito of lick-able relaxing confidence. "Ah okay" said the woman with a small cheeky smile at him handing me my pass. Who did she think she was, trying to steal Leo away from me? Maybe I was being a little overprotective but I’d already invested my dignity in this guy outside. "Cheers" I said with a snatch of my pass, but she kept her gaze on him. I couldn’t really blame her, those eyes were pretty dreamy, but at the same time, I could blame her, those were my dreamy eyes to fall into, not hers. "Cheers Babe" said Leo leaning over the table. Babe? The woman lent over and kissed him. "See you later tonight yeah" she said pulling herself back behind the stall and calling the next visitor to the desk. Great. They were clearly an item. Who did she think she was, turns out she thought she was his partner, and she was right. I wasn’t in the mood for an hour-long talk on the Development of Token Embedding for Low Resource Languages anymore. I was in the mood to just turn around and head back to the more reliable purple-lit bed. 

I had lost Leo in the pre-talk crowd and to be honest I was pleased. I wasn’t about to try to burn a relationship to the ground for my own hormonal sakes, and as I said I wasn’t even sure if he would be interested in me. "Excuse me… Sorry… Excuse me…" I said as I walked through the crowd trying to find a good place. I found a nice quiet row for me to sit and listen, somewhere where I didn’t seem alone but equally a place to recharge from my recent embarrassment. The auditorium was a little warm, hot even, as it seemed to be trying to compensate for the colder weather we had had over the past few days. I found my seat and slouched into the red cotton backrest with my bag nestled between my feet. I wasn’t one for taking notes, after all, I doubted any of the talks would cross into my research. I was here to be interested and ask questions, not to study. "Excuse me is anyone sitting here?" asked a tall student with clear glasses and black short hair. "No, I don’t think so, no" I said whilst slightly improving my posture to seem as though I cared, after all, I’m not a complete slob. The guy sat down and put his coat over the back of his seat. "Seems like I didn’t need this after all" he said referring to his coat. "No it’s a little nicer today" I said looking briefly over and then staring back towards the screen. "I’m Will" he said. We sat for a moment in silence. "And you are?" he said trying his best to rekindle what little conversation we were having, To be fair, I wasn’t really paying attention, I was still pretty bruised from my last encounter and wanted to be alone. "I’m Josh" I said sitting back into my previous slouched position. "Are you new around here" Will said pulling out the armrests and resting his arms. "Guess so…" I bluntly sighed. At this point, Will smiled at me and layer back in his chair broadening his shoulders against mine. For some dumb reason, this got me going again. For fuck sake couldn’t I just be a normal person, why would my brain decide that now I’m into him after all the disinterest I had just shown? But before I got to say a word, a member of staff from the university came to the front of the stage and introduced the speaker. The talk itself was fine, but at the point where Will touched my shoulder and the smile he gave at each joke the speaker made, the more I knew that this was my type. Someone a little more, comfy dreamy… or dreamfy, I guess, if that’s the right phrase. It sounds stupid, but even an accidental touch on the arm as we unconsciously battled for armrest territory sent shivers sparking down my spine and a rich feeling of cream across my brain. He was nice, toned a little, but very very… well… I’m not sure. I had tried my best to listen but between a talk on Token Embeddings and Williams's warm soft skin, the talk didn’t stand a chance. The speaker eventually finished his presentation and we began a discussion period before questions. I turned to Will as the noise level in the room was increasing, as people began to discuss their thoughts on the presentation topic. I had one rule and only one rule, do not complement his arms, even though they were sculpted and soft. The sort of arms that would make a marble statue jealous, but here I was again thinking about his arms… do not mention arms! "So what did you think of the talk" I said casually turning my head and fixing my gaze. "Yeah, it was good, I felt that maybe his perception of modern attention heads was a little unrelated, especially considering how modern LLMs use masking anyway". It was at this moment that I realised I hadn’t paid any attention to the talk, I had only been thinking about Will. "Yeah, gotta love those masking attention token thingys" I said in as relaxed a way as possible whilst realising I was a little out of my depth. Will correctly looked at me a little confused, wincing his eyes and gave a small one-sided grin. "Sure" he said looking back into my gaze. It sounds dumb, and I knew at this moment I was making a complete fool of myself, but those lips looked good enough to lick straight off his face. We stared at each other a little and Will brushed his arm against mine. Those tingles down my spine were going straight between my legs. I began to feel my dick pushing up against my trousers as I awkwardly crossed my legs whilst maintaining the gaze in his eyes. I licked my dry lips. "Do you… urm… think you’ll… like… ask a question?" I said. It was insane, I wasn’t sure if he was gay but my body was like a test tube full of sexual chemicals waiting to explode. The room went quiet as the speaker was about to begin answering questions, and without breaking his gaze Will leaned in closer about a centimetre away from my face. It was like he was about to kiss me. I could feel his breath on my mouth making me salivate as it poured across my face. I suddenly became very conscious of my breathing, every breath seemed deep and required manual thought. I opened my mouth and shivered. Moved my tongue between my teeth. And shut my eyes taking in the sugary and syrupy reaction in my body. "Maybe…" Will said. He then pulled his face back from mine and raised his hand to ask a question. What had just happened? Was I imagining this teasing? Had he just tried to make me horny or was this just some guy joke? I wasn’t sure but I stayed in the same position for a while before returning to the back of my seat. Will and a few others asked some decent questions and slowly but surely people started to make their way out of the auditorium. "Yes", I thought to myself, "I’ll ask him out for dinner". That’s something that guy friends do right? And then if he doesn’t like me in that way, he won’t suspect there’s anything more, if there is anything more in the first place that is. My head started to hurt a little as I was trying to understand where I was in a complex dance that might not even be happening. Will put his laptop back in his bag and with a glimmer from the light I saw what looked like a rainbow flag pin. I wasn’t a hundred percent sure, but it certainly looked like it at a glance. This was good news for me though. Will stood up with his coat "It was nice meeting you Josh" he said moving down the seats in the row. I stood up and grabbed my bag. "Yeah… uh… you too" I shouted after him trying to catch up. "Excuse me… sorry… mind me…" but it was too late. Will had disappeared into the crowd.

I walked into the lunch room and scanned from left to right, trying to spot his grey-fit shirt in a sea of smart shirts. Continuing this hunt, I made my way to the sandwich table and grabbed a couple of chicken, bacon and lettuce slices. Bam! A hand slapped against my shoulder sending my sandwiches back onto the tray. "Hey Josh, how was the talk" said Leo from behind. "Oh hey, yeh it was okay". "Hey, me and a few of the guys were going to go to the pub afterwards. Fancy coming along?". Leo sat on the table and grabbed a sandwich. "Uh… I’m probably okay, it turns out I have a little work to get on with after this". I smiled and walked away. For this evening, my mind was set to go out with Will, and for all purposes, the HMS Ship Leo had already set sail. I made my way around groups, discussed the day and asked whether they had seen a tall guy in a grey shirt and black coat. My search began with little success until… "Oh do you mean Will" said a blonde-haired woman standing in front of the tea and coffee table. "He’s a sweetheart isn’t he". "Yeh sure thing, any idea where he is" I said trying to reduce the urgency in my voice. "He’s also a bit of a joker I hear" she said seemingly ignoring my question and walking past. "Joker?" I asked. "Yeh loves messing with people, I used to work with him in Engineering, I think I saw him heading outside". Messing with people? A layer of doubt was raised in my mind that made me worry that all of this was occurring in the confines of my mind. I was a little unstable after all, I didn’t know how to flirt or if to flirt with a guy. I didn’t know if I had seen just a flag or the flag. And I wasn’t sure whether this guy was just having a joke. 

"Can everyone start to make their way into the main hall" asked a small man peering out of the coffee room door, and with that, we began to make our way out. Whilst I was looking forward to the talk my mind was still set on finding Will, but with no sign of him in the crowd I headed to the unisex toilets behind the main room. I stood there trying to sort my hair, adjusted my glasses and splashed my face with a little water. Looking in the mirror I made a few poses, inspected my smile and laugh. And tested a few phrases. "Hey… how was your lunch…" I said out loud to the mirror. No that wasn’t good, too needy. "Oh hey didn’t see you there I was hoping to bump into…" No that wasn’t good either. "Hey wanna go catch something to eat after…" Suddenly a voice came from behind me. "Everything okay over there?" emerged a tall guy in a grey shirt carrying his coat and bag. "Oh hey, Will, you… urm… doing okay?" I said turning and making it seem like I was washing my hands. "Yeh I’m fine I thought you were asking someone out or something" said Will joining me at the bathroom stall to wash his hand. He smiled over at me through the mirror, his shirt was made to fit, and you could see his chest pulling the top buttons apart below his silver necklace. "Me… no… oh… it was some girl or something" I said fleeing the conversation. "Some girl…" Will said with a less excited expression, his smile turned to a more serious flattened sort of face. "Well.. no it doesn’t hav…" I tried to recover from the situation but before I could Will put his hand on my shoulder. "Well… good for you… I’ll see you inside", he took his bag and without looking back headed for the toilet exit. 

I put my hands on my head. I still had time to clarify things with Will and explain that this was just a misunderstanding, I just needed to sit with him then we could talk. He made me feel so weak when he was around (but in like a good way) and that’s not something that I know how to handle yet. I was scared and one foot out of the closet. But maybe that wasn’t enough. The next talk was on Generative AI development in Simple Medical Diagnosis. I walked into the hall and looked for the row where we sat before. Sitting down I poked my head out of the crowd of seats but failed to see him anywhere. Twirling my pencil between my teeth the room slowly filled but there was no sign of him, and before I knew it the seat next to me was taken anyway. I took my laptop out of my bag and when I looked up and there he was, he wasn’t next to me because he was on stage. I gave a little wave of excitement with my mouth open a little looking surprised. He smiled and gave a little wave with the tip of his hand and winked as he stood at the podium. I listened to his talk intently, this was perfect I just needed to find some research between mine and his, and then I could always ask him out this evening to discuss it. I listened through his talk watching him intently as his toned body flowed across the stage. He was quite tall and slim, and his charm would make the audience chuckle each time a joke would appear on the screen. I sat my head in my hands and gazed at him as he presented with a sigh of comfort. He took a few questions and before I knew it the hall was slowly emptying for another break. 

"Hey that was great, really interesting" I said bounding up to him with my arms open. "You thought so?". "Yeh, probably the best one so far today". He gave me a hug, gently pulling me into his chest. "Are you serious, that’s really…" we paused for a second still holding each other. My mouth was salivating, weird, I wasn’t sure why. His shirt smelt like lemon and I could feel the tension in his back release as I wrapped my arm around him. It wasn’t strange or awkward, it was just comfortable for me and I think for him. He wrapped his head around my neck and I did the same. We waited a moment, "…that’s really nice of you I mean". He chuckled pulling himself away from me, "Glad you enjoyed it" he smiled gently nodding his head. I smiled for a couple seconds looking at him. "Well… are you… urm…" Will said looking towards the door. "Yeh, you should probably pack up right". I headed for the door in a little haze. "Urm" I turned round the corner poking my head back around the door. "Would you want to go get a coffee maybe later, I get you’re probably busy or something, so don’t worry if not, also I get that you’ve had a long day having just presented, but maybe we could talk about some of your work or something, but like no pressure or anything like that" I rambled flailing my arms round the door. "Yeh sure, do you have my number". I bounded skipping back into the room leaping in front of him showing probably a little too much excitement at the prospect of having his number. I handed him my phone and he dropped me a text. "Cheers, I guess I’ll see you later maybe" I said smiling and casually backing my way out the door keeping my eyes on him as I did so. I exited the room briefly tripping backwards on the fire extinguisher but that wasn’t going to change my mood.

The conference was ending and having found out about the university gym, I thought I might quickly get changed and get a quick pump before my evening plans with Will. I’d heard that you could look more muscular just from a quick gym session to get the blood flowing and I was wanting to look my best for tonight. What was I thinking, I wasn’t even sure if he liked me. I arrived at the Student Union Gym and smoothly entered through the revolving doors which opened out into a massive hall of open weights, machines, and rock climbing walls. As I walked in, I could see people hanging from the walls covered in chalk, a few people on the treadmills, but generally a strong vibe of intense training. I dropped my bag by the lockers put a little chalk on my fingers and headed to the weights. The first set of 6-10 squats was easy enough, and I slowly upped the weight 10kg at a time. After trying a few sets of lifting I was already feeling a little fatigued, it had been a long day after all. I was close to my PB weight and I was in the mood to beat it, the music was pulsing through the studio, I racked my weights took a deep breath and slowly squatted down. A sense of panic waved over me as I went to stand and my body decided it had had enough. My legs would not move, I was stuck. I looked around a little and tried again. Nothing. This was not just frustrating for my PB progression, it was also deeply embarrassing. On my third attempt up, I felt two hands wrap around me from behind, "3, 2, 1…" I pushed with my legs as much as I could and slowly but surely the weight was back up. "Cheers, that was a little emb…" I chuckled turning only to see Will in full gym kit. "Wait… no way… hi" I smiled putting the weights back. "No problem" said Will "I’ve only just started but I’ll be around if you wanted to do a little climbing later". "Sure" I said crossing my hands, putting them on my hips, and then crossing them again. Will gave me a wave and headed back to the bench press. Just looking at the weights he had racked, he was a little more impressive than I had originally thought just from his looks. I walked around the gym following my training programme for legs and arms. 3 sets of Squat, Lunge, and Leg Press, followed by Bicep and Tricep work, with a theme of Can I spot Will from where I’m sat. Sometimes I could, I would casually look around the gym as though I had lost something, the more I saw him the more his body looked like it had been crafted from leather. Veins and muscle with each push of a set rolled drops of sweat across his skin, and whilst he would strain with each rep, the way he would laugh to himself once he’d finished a set made me smile on the other side of the gym. It was making me a little light-headed to work out with everything I had, and anyway, with such a nice view why would I want to. I was mid-set on the multipurpose machine when Will came over and leant on the side. I turned my head to look at him to get a face full of pulsing biceps. "Hey, you ready to do some rock climbing" asked Will. "Yeh sure" I dropped the weights. "Are you not going to finish?" asked Will, a little surprised at my eagerness. "Yeh, no, I was pretty much done anyway". Will smiled with a nod and we headed to the rock climbing section together. "No harnesses" said a poster on the wall. I looked up and saw a towering wall in front of me with multi-coloured holds. "You good?" said Will. "Yeh of course" I said as I lifted myself onto the wall. "Try to keep up" I winked and smiled down at him from the wall. We climbed up about six feet, moving from hold to hold. I would look over and watch him a little, watching his body manoeuvre and swing like a well-oiled machine of muscular hinges and hoists that would pull him across the wall. Through his skin-tight gym shirt, his back muscles left little to the imagination, he wasn’t big, just very… mmm. "Will, I think I need a little chalk" I called up, feeling my hands weakening on the holds. "You okay?" Will said lowering himself to me. "Yeh, I just…" Will pulled me towards him holding me against the wall, "Here" he said putting his hand in his chalk bag. He held out his hand covered in chalk. This was not a normal way to get chalk, but it was better. I put my hand in his rubbing it back and forth feeling his once soft skin now rough with chalk. I gazed at our hands and gulped a little. If I wasn’t so high up I would fall. I looked up from his hands to see his eyes watching me watch him. "Hold these" he said, asking me to hold onto the purple and blue holds near me. He let me go and put his hand back on the blue holds. 

After a few climbs we were done and I was ready to get changed. "Do you wanna head straight out for that meal catch-up after this?" I asked as we walked towards the changing rooms. "I have to head back to my place but I can meet you at the Pizza place opposite your hotel if you like". I nodded. Will head into the showers whilst I changed out of my gym gear. I was a little disappointed as part of me wanted to get changed in front of him. I took off my shirt and shoved it into my gym bag, then took out the iron-pressed shirt I had worn at the conference. "Sorry mate…" came a voice from the showers "…can you pass me the shower gel in my bag". I went over to his gym bag next to me, unzipped and dug around a little. "The blue stuff", "Yeh". I took the bottle and approached the shower cubicles. I poked my hand around the corner into the shower area only for my feet to decide that I should continue walking into the mist. The room was dense with a cloud of steamy vapour and through the thick fog, Will’s dark-tanned body faced the back wall. "Hey…" I said getting his attention. My clothes were getting a little damp and my eyes bulged when the mist started to clear, seeing him in all his glory. The soap and water trickled down the valleys of his shoulders and down his back. Soup bubbles clumped as they slid around his curved butt. He turned around washing the back of his hair. God. I kept my eye contact on his face, I was too scared to look down. His chest was cleanly shaved and was the tight machine that gave him so much strength at the bench press. A toned wet-arm dripping with a steam of vapour came towards me and I passed over the soap. "Cheers, I’d nearly run out" he said with his head in the shower. "Were you going to have one?" Will said speaking up into the ceiling. I fixated on his upper body as I was not about to look any further down, no matter how hard my dick throbbed. A little while passed, with me just looking at his chest when Will opened his eyes from the shower and looked at me. Oh God, I thought as I took a step back and looked at the ground. Oh God, now I was looking at his dick. My eyes darted across the room trying to find somewhere safe. "Sorry… I mean…" I backed slowly out of the room occasionally glancing back at him, drawn a little to take just another look at his dick. "You okay" said Will, moving towards me, putting his hand on my shoulder. I leant into him to touch his chest on mine "Uh… yeh… I think so". My chest rubbed against his, and my hands slid across his waste from the soap. With my eyes half-glazed Will stepped closer to me and leant over locking the shower cubical behind us. "Are you okay with this" Will said gently. "Yeh, I think so, are you?" I said back, holding my gaze at his wet lips. Will rotated his head just as he had done before, and kissed my bottom lip three times. "Yeh" he said, as his kisses made their way down my neck. I raised my head letting his tongue lick and roll across my neck leaving shivers down my spine. With my hands wrapped around his back, feeling the overlaps of each muscle, I worked my soaking-wet gym shorts down and off my legs. As they fell to the ground my hard cock tensed in the air, collecting the wet hot condensation from the cloud of vapour around us. I put my legs inside his, to feel our dicks rub against each other, as they pulsated against our chests. Meanwhile, he would kiss and lick my neck. I could feel my balls tighten against my body as the tip of my dick burst through the foreskin. I took a little soap from the ground and rubbed it against his chest with my hand. Running from his broad shoulders down to his chest, letting my nails pluck against his nipples as I did so. As I got lower, my hands slipped down his abdomen, channelling to his groin. Will took his hand and placed it on my shoulder. He backed his way into the shower and against the wall and lowered me to my knees. He looked down towards me and I looked up from my knees with water splashing into my face. He took his large dick in his hand and wiped it across my face, leaving a wet coat of precum as it went. With his other hand, he gently opened my jaw. My mouth salivated like it was ready for something delicious. Will placed his dick at the door of my mouth and sat it resting on my teeth. With the tip of my tongue, I played with it, licking up, only for it to fall again onto my wet soft lips. I could taste his salty precum on my tongue’s tip and the hot vapour from the shower filled my mouth with the thick musk of his body. My eyes were being battered with water from the shower, and Will would groan as I would swallow, sucking the tip of his thick head in my small pursed mouth. He backed against the wall in a seated position, the teasing was breaking him down. Such a strong athletic man broken under the tip of his dick. I felt powerful and fuckable. He opened his legs wider but the thought of getting this entire dick into my mouth was a challenge. The thickness was already more than I had expected as it would rub against my lips going in. I sunk the head of his dick into my mouth, letting my lips roll down the curved hill onto his shaft. I could feel him pulsing in my mouth. As hot water from the shower fell onto my face, I opened my mouth wider drinking in the excess water and slowly lowering myself inch by inch down his thick long cock. Will held the hot water pipes running to the shower which must have been burning his hands. With time the head of his dick hit the back of my throat and I felt my oesophagus stretch, clamping and pulling against his foreskin as it pulsated deeper into my body. I coughed and spluttered a little. Will took the back of my neck and pulled my head deeper and closer towards him, letting off passionate groans as he did so. I wanted him so bad, and to feel so in charge of him and so subordinate at the same time was like hot creamy chocolate. He was as deep as he could be inside me as I clamped my lips against his body, feeling his balls against my neck and his cock pulsing within my throat. I pulled one of his legs up, opening his butt cheeks, and pushed his cheeks against the warm metal pipe that was heating the shower. "Fuck me… oh please" Will said as he let out another groan. I slowly pulled his saliva-covered dick out of my mouth and wiped it across my face again. Then lowered me back to the same spot groaning and spluttering as I did so. Faster and faster, I pulled and pushed his dick in and out of my mouth until our groaning became rhythmic. "Oh God… fuck". I could feel Will’s dick getting more agitated inside my throat, coated and sliding in my spit, his head rubbed against my wet walls. Will’s groans got harder and faster, as I gripped his arse cheeks and thrust myself deep against his groin. His balls swung more and more violently with every movement, tightening against his body under pressure. With one last thrust, I held myself against him and he held my head in his hands. We sat there feeling each other, one more and he could cum, we both knew at the moment. The slightest move and a warm soft trickle would roll down into my stomach. He panted trying to collect himself, after all, I didn’t think he was wanting to finish yet either. After a few seconds of soft embrace against his smooth groin, he pushed my head away and his dick slid slowly out of my mouth. He turned me around and held me against him backwards with his dick against my lower back. Kissing my neck, we didn’t need to say a thing, I knew it was my turn. Will’s dark-tanned arms ran with soap down my sides. His left hand slid in front wrapping around my cock and the other onto his. Groaning as he did so, I lay backwards into his shoulders, as he pushed and pulled against my cock with his wet soapy fingers. He had a firm grip, as my skin was stretched and pulled with every nerve under the skin loving the sensation. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I suddenly felt something large coming from behind lowering itself inside me. "Oh God, it's thick" I thought as it pulled apart my hole. I’d never had anything inside me like this before and to start with something this size was painfully erotic. I let out a high pitch groan as the thick wet head of his cock forced its way inside for my hole to wrap around his shaft as my throat had done moments ago. Once his head was in, the shaft flowed deeper and deeper inside, pushing whatever body parts were in its way to the side. Thinking it couldn’t go deeper and already bending over to the sexual pain, Will lifted me against the wall with my legs apart to go even deeper. I groaned faster and louder as I felt his dick coming to an end and I felt his balls sit firmly between my legs. God, it felt good. He pushed me against the wall like his toy, rubbing my dick against wet ceramic tiles and my face into the flow of water hitting the wall, as he would open and shut my body from behind. I began to wretch with enjoyment as my groans turned to gags and I took my dick and rubbed the shaft with my hands. I looked at him scared with excitement, we weren’t supposed to be here, doing this, but it felt so right. He looked back at me with focus and commanding strength that put me at ease. Our rhythm got faster and harder until he held me in place as I had done to him earlier, he was about to cum. I pumped my cock harder and it wasn’t long until his throbbing dick inside put me on the edge of cumming as well. I tilted my head back and looked at him as he held me against the wall, and with a groan I felt a warm stream of cum shoot up inside me. The hard pulsation mixed with the trickling sensation on my walls sent me groaning, and with the noise between us, cum streamed down my legs rolling onto the shower floor. Together we collapsed with Will staying inside me, not moving. His dick and mine were both warm and wet with cum. The shower beat down the same relenting hot water onto our naked bodies as we held each other as one single organism. 

I needed him and I knew that he needed me.