Hotel Hottie

From a couple of years ago. A hot meet, but nothing majorly interesting to write about...although he did allow photo's.

The boredom of another day working in a hotel room was alleviated by the arrival of a fella I've been chatting to for a month or so. He doesn't give too much away about himself, so I wasn't quite sure 'who' I was expecting.

To be honest, I was beginning to wonder of he was just a time waster, as he was originally coming on Monday evening, then plans changed to Tuesday morning, then it was delayed last minute and then the question was asked if meeting today would be ok. Well, as it happens, I was leaving town so it was getting to be a 'now or never' type scenario. I was even logged on to Grindr to see if there was a last minute replacement willing to come over (there were 3 actually...but that's another story. Not an interesting one).

So, when I said I was leaving town, he suddenly responded to say he'd be with me in about 20 minutes

Sure enough, I soon got the message to say that he was in the lobby. I was to meet him by the elevators. When the elevator doors opened, there's a bench seat just opposite, with my 'date' adorning it.

He's handsome and clearly in good shape, but after a short journey in the lift and a long walk along the hotel corridor, I wasn't much clearer about 'who' this guy was, but it didn't really matter. The physical attraction was there, we were in a hotel room together, with a big bed, massage oil and 4 hours of free time.

He didn't say an awful lot, but he readily stripped off and lay down on the bed...ready for my hands to work their magic on him. That bit all happened quite quickly so I never really got the opportunity to admire him in all his glory, but the figure now face down, prostrate on my bed, was a hot enough sight, so I was happy. A beautiful smooth, pert arse was the centre piece to a great body and legs, arms and shoulders, with a mass of dark curly hair...on his head. Perfect for grabbing hold of when the time was right. This was a massage I was very much going to enjoy.

A massage is mostly a massage, so no need for details, but I worked his back, shoulders, arms and neck. It was clearly working for him. Nothing sexual up to now. However, moving down the arse, a little lick of his cute butt hole perked things up and give him a taste of what's to come.

And so it continued like this, with more attention being paid to his hole as time went on. Be it my tongue, or my hands giving long smooth strokes up his muscular legs and over the crack of his arse.

He was certainly more verbal by the time I asked him to turn on to his back. As he turned, he got up from the bed commenting that he needed to take a pee, so while he was in the bathroom, I got out blindfold. He seems the type who would immerse himself in the moment if the state of his senses were altered.

There was no reluctance to the blindfold when he came back from the bathroom...but for a few moments, I could sense he was a little uncertain. However, it didn't take long before is entire body was quivering at my every touch.

I was still massaging him properly, but it was interspersed with increasingly more sensual moments. However, I hadn't touched his ample cock by the time I got to his feet.

His trust in me got me super horny. I was rock hard for most of the massage. Not only did he have a fantastic body..but he was letting me explore it at will.

Eventually, when I did gently stoke his balls, I thought he was going to cum instantly such was his moan of ecstasy. The lube and condom were ready at hand as it was my intention to rubber him up and slide that meaty dick of his into my arse. However… the temptation of HIS arse was too much, so when prepped up, I bent his knees and lifted his legs on to his chest, so exposing his sweet butt and twitching hole.

He was more than ready for me. I discovered later that he rarely gets fucked, but he didn't have too much trouble taking me inside him. His verbal exclamations were increasing in volume as he told me how good it felt. For 10 minutes or so, I fucked him like that. Hard, fast and rough, then slowly and sensually. In cycles it went, holding on to his gorgeous curly locks in the rougher moment, pulling them with a passion.

Eventually, I positioned myself in such a way that by holding his arms, while my hard cock was still inside him, in one swift move I rolled back and pulled him upwards until I was laying on the bed with him sitting on top, riding me.

He smiled briefly but as he sank, relaxing in his new position, the tone of his voice changed. Lowered. This was clearly going to a new level for him.

For a short while, he slowly raised and lowered himself on my dick, his gapping mouth letting out groans and sighs with each movement. His hot, throbbing member was just inches away from my face. It was only then, it occurred to me I had yet to taste it. What was I thinking?????? As I lifted my head to take his dripping end in my mouth, he obliged by moving slightly forward, balancing the desire for being fucked, and sucked at the same time.

Unfortunately, I'm not as supple as I once was, so I wasn't able to take the full length of his dick in my mouth, which he obviously wanted as he grabbed my head, pulling it towards him and forcing himself down my throat, however the movement caused my cock and his arse to part company. For a moment, he paused. Still holding my head, he rested for a moment, sitting on my chest.

( picture from just before I shot on him)

I caressed his well formed chest and played with his nipples as he tilted his head back and he let out a long, breathy sigh. As my hands moved to explore the rest of his oil coated body, he slowed took off his blindfold and looked down at me with a real dirty look of horniness. Fixing his eyes on mine, he slid his body down mine, straightened his legs and lowered himself on top of me. I was able to once again grab hold of his mass of hair as our lips gently met. It wasn't for the first time, but it was spine tinglingly good.

Gently we caressed each other's lips with our own, and with our tongues, before he suddenly let his full weight rest on me and our lips locked passionately and furiously. Time was now of no consequence. We may have continued like that for a few minutes or hours. I've no idea.(ok..so I know it wasn't 'hours'). We enjoyed that melting passion of two bodies feeling like one until he once again lifted himself off me, took hold of my throbbing dick and guided it back into place, so he could easily, eye rollingly enjoyably, part his sweet cheeks and slip my hungry cock back inside his greedy butt hole. His eyes literally did roll as he took the full length.

Taking a handful of lube, he coated his aching tool as I now lay back to enjoy the sight of this magnificent specimen of manhood, ride my dick, eyes closed while masturbating his splendid phallus just inches from my face. He was gone. He was in his own world... which I let him indulge. I played with his nipples as his head went back again and the rise and fall on my penis got faster. The breathing changed, the sounds changed, the rhythm changed, his masturbation got faster and more intense. His big heavy balls had all but disappeared as he suddenly bent right over me , let out a series on long loud, orgasmic grunts as he spilled his hot white man juice onto my stomach, his body writhing and undulating , lost in the never ending pleasure surging from his groin, numbing his entire body.....until he finally slowed, leaning forward, lowering himself on to me, resting there for a short which until he caught his breath - only moving to remove my dick from his arse...and then relaxed again. I wrapped my arms around him, stroked his hair and kissed the nap of his neck - as his face was buried in mine.

Once he rolled to the side, I was able to sit astride him...casting the rubber to one side and took my turn, with my cock just inches from his face. As you can probably imagine, I was majorly horned up by now so I didn't feel the need to protract my self pleasure. I asked if he wanted me to cum. He did, He wanted it on his chest...so I asked him to take hold of my balls and squeeze as hard as he could. He duly obliged and got a good grip in his big, strong hands.

He got it just right, squeezing but not pulling..so I had no problem wanking myself. ''Squeeze harder and you'll force the cum out of me'' I told him. That's pretty much what happened. With gritted teeth he squeezed with all the effort he could, which resulted in...well...it all went blank for a surprisingly long time...but when I returned from nirvana....he chest, neck and the pillow was COVERED. Even I was impressed by the mess .

My head spinning, it was my turn to lay on him. Our two cum loads fusing us together.

(sadly, the mess doesn't show fully, on the photo)

It felt quite a compliment when he finally spoke. ' That was probably the hottest, live action cum shot I've ever witnessed' lol

Anyway...that's that. However, what was just as enjoyable as the previous 90 minutes was the fact that we lay together for the best part of another hour, talking, caressing, letting the cum dry on us and just having a nice relaxed time.

When he did have a shower, I joined him to scrub his back, but got rock hard again. At my age, that doesn't happen so often ;-)