Being female I always approach writing about gay sex (two men) with a degree of fear and trepidation. Hopefully, I have got it right but in case I haven't please be gentle (and constructive) with your feedback
*****
The Miramar hotel was certainly huge and almost sterile in its appearance but oozed American hospitality. The girl on check-in greeted me a smile that was so bright it almost hurt my eyes, "you are in suite 1276 Mr Jones, the bellhop will show you the way and if there is anything else I can help you with you just have to ask."
I nearly blurted out,' I suppose a blow job is out of the question,' but thought better of it as I am not sure that's what she meant. My balls were aching a bit as since my wife left me for her personal trainer a few months ago, action had been a little short. I guess a 45-year-old balding businessman with a slight paunch isn't at the top of the desirable list, though to be honest, I was avoiding women for a while, once bitten twice shy as they say.
The bellhop showed me to my room and I took a long shower then grabbed a bite from room service before trying to unwind but with no real success. My body clock was a mess with the 8 hour time difference and the clock was telling me it was five in the afternoon but my body was screaming at me it was one in the morning. I lay down on the huge bigger than a king-sized bed and decided to close my eyes for a few minutes.
When I woke I rolled over and looked at the clock which was showing 02:14 and it took me a moment to register that was in the morning, not the afternoon. Cursing softly I stared at the ceiling for a short while trying to decide what to do, when a plan hit me. The hotel boasted of its gym & spa facilities so maybe if I hit the weight machines for a while I could burn some energy and then get a few hours sleep before breakfast.
10 minutes later I was wandering around the basement softly cursing, sure they had a huge gym but the darn thing was closed until 5 in the morning. At least the sauna looked to be open as there was a soft glow coming from that area and as the rest of the place seemed deserted I just stripped outside and strolled in.
To my horror I saw straight away that the sauna wasn't empty, as sitting on a bench was a young Latino guy. I say young, he was young to me but he was probably in his late 20's and clearly kept himself in good condition. Realising I just had to brazen it out I sat on the wooden bench and nodded to him in what I hoped was a friendly, but not too friendly manner.
He smiled back at me as he spoke, "Hi my name is Antonio and welcome to my little world" I realised he must work here and was taking advantage of the facilities while the guests weren't about. "Technically we are closed," he said with a smile, "but I won't tell if you don't and I am very good at keeping secrets."
"The name is Harry and I just need to try to unwind," I said feeling a little uncomfortable at my nakedness though he was in a similar state.
"You are English, how wonderful," he exclaimed "and where is your wife?"
I realised as he said it that I was still wearing my wedding ring from force of habit but it broke the ice as I told him of the long hours I worked and how my wife had left me for her personal trainer.
"I am a personal trainer as well," he laughed.
"Yes but you are not female like she is" I quipped back though it still stung a little at the memory of my wife screaming at me how her new lover always made her cum. The final cutting remark was when she told me how her lover's strap on remained hard all night yet I couldn't remain hard for 5 minutes. It was true that I wasn't blessed in the downstairs department being just a little shy of six inches though it didn't help to be with a woman who was more concerned about getting her hair messed up than having fun.
It was at that point I glanced between Antonio's legs and saw it hanging down, I say 'it' as it was a monster of a cock. I am no cock expert having only ever touched my own but his was magnificent and I felt a twinge of envy and to my surprise, I felt my own cock twitch a little. 'What the hell,' I thought to myself, now was not the time to be getting a random stiffie, and certainly not from looking at another guy's tackle.
I admired the way Antonio looked, his body taut and lean and tried to suck my own paunch in a little. He had hardly a hair on his body and to try to distract my mind from his cock and the weird thoughts I was having I asked. "You are so smooth, not a hairy bear like me," waving a hand at myself.
"I like my men to be hairy." He said smiling and as the words sank in, slowly registering in my brain he went on, "and a little older is so sexy."
I was stunned there was no doubt this hunk of a man was flirting with me and I had no idea what to do. I couldn't decide whether to run away in fear or stay and see where things went, in the end, I mumbled something and continued to stare at his meat that was slowly starting to harden.
"Do you mind if I turn up the heat?" Antonio asked as he moved across the small floor to look at some dials above my head. I was sweating, not just from the heat but from the fact that his cock was just inches from my face and as I watched it twitched a little. He was semi-hard and a small pearl of pre-cum had appeared in the slit of the circumcised head.
"You can touch it if you want." Antonio's words rang through my head. Here was another man inviting me to touch his cock and I found myself actually considering it. "It is OK," he said softly, "sometimes a change of direction is good."
"But I have never done this and..." I paused trying to find the words, "...and I don't know what to do."
"Just do what you want, what you would like done to you."
I reached out, pausing a hairbreadth away from touching when I felt his hand stroke my hair in a tender loving way and I knew then my life was about to change. Grasping the monster firmly I felt it twitch as I lifted it to my mouth and kissed the pearl of pre-cum tasting the saltiness of another man's seed for the first time. I had tasted myself before but that was back in the day with my soon to be ex-wife when in the heat of passion I had gone down on her after fucking her. Then it was mixed with copious amounts of her juices, this was different in that if nothing else it was not mine.
Opening my mouth I sucked in the head letting it slide as deep as I could without choking and to my joy a deep groan of pleasure came from Antonio. Holding the base I started to work my head back and forward, straining my jaw to open my mouth wide enough as Antonio grew in size. Letting go with my mouth I ran my tongue along the underside of his cock before sucking him back in, to more groans of pleasure from Antonio.