I paced nervously about my hotel room as I awaited my guest. It seemed unreal somehow. Was this merely another of the many dreams I had had so often about this day. No, I was in a strange hotel room hoping to make physical what had been an amazing fantasy. I worried perhaps that my guest had decided against this meeting we had spent so much time planning.
I met Chris about six months before by chance in a chat room. Something had drawn me to Chris. Something I could not quite put my finger on. A couple of innocent flirtatious chats quickly moved to exciting erotic exchanges. We exchanged pictures and e-mails. Our chats were filled with passion and lust as well as friendly chatter. When we began to talk of meeting, my desire to go further with Chris erased any fears I had.
Now that the meeting time was here, those fears were strong. Questions ran through my mind as I paced nervously around the small room. Would we be as excited with each other in person as we were on-line? Was I making a horrible mistake? As if to reassure myself, I went to my bag and withdrew a picture of Chris. One look into his amazing blue eyes told me all would be fantastic. I sat on the edge of the bed staring at Chris’s picture and drifted off into a fantasy of holding his sexy body next to mine. I was returned to reality by a loud knock on the door.
As I stood to answer the knock and pursue whatever the fates had in store for me. I felt the uncomfortable pressure of my hardening manhood being bent into an unnatural position in my pants. I quickly adjusted myself in a futile attempt to conceal my aroused state. I opened the door feigning a casualness I did not feel. Chris stood in the doorway with his head slightly bowed in a respectful fashion. Though I wanted to grab him up in my arms, his demeanor allowed me to easily slide into the dominate roll we so enjoyed on-line.
“Come in, Chris,” I said, commandingly.
He immediately complied. As soon as the door was closed behind him, Chris spoke softly, “Thank you for allowing me to visit you, Sir.”
My heart raced as I looked Chris over. He was so sexy standing there in his cutoff jeans and tee shirt, his head tilted downward. His broad smile and bulging shorts revealed his happiness at being with me. I placed my hand on his chin and raised his face up so that I could look into his eyes. I stared deeply into the blue pools that were like windows into his gentle loving soul. His expression told me he was mine. I leaned forward until our lips touched. As my tongue slid out, Chris opened his lips eagerly accepting my probing. My hands slid around his body as our kiss deepened. I pulled him close as my tongue darted in and out of his warm mouth playing tag with his tongue. I rubbed myself against him aching to feel his warm skin. Summoning all my will, I broke the kiss and went to sit on the edge of the bed.
Chris turned and spoke meekly, “Sir, have I displeased you in someway?”
“No, Chris, but it is time you revealed yourself to me, so that I may enjoy your sexy body!”
Chris smiled at my command and in a large voice said, “Yes, Sir!” as he pulled his tee shirt over his head.
My heartbeat quickened at my first sight of Chris’s smooth sensual chest. I watched in breathless anticipation as his hands dropped the buttons on his shorts. Slowly, almost teasingly he unbuttoned his fly, being careful not to let me see anything that the shorts concealed. When the last button was undone, Chris let the shorts fall to the floor. His cock sprung free, emerging like a charmed snake through the opening in his stylish boxers. As he kicked his shorts aside, Chris put his thumbs into his waistband and slowly lowered his boxers. As he stood before me nude, I involuntarily licked my lips.
