It was just another boring seminar. You know the kind. The one your boss sends you across the country for to ruin your entire weekend. About one hundred bored-out-of-their-minds young business men in business casual attire staring at some idiot explaining a Powerpoint presentation in some hotel conference room. After it mercifully ended, I immediately went to the hotel bar for a much needed drink, plus I wanted to catch the NBA playoff game.
I found the bar, got myself a beer and started watching the game. Before long, another guy sat down next to me and also ordered a beer. He was wearing a suit, so I assumed he just came from the seminar as well. He was about 6'1" and well-built. I decided to strike up a conversation.
"The guy was boring as hell, wasn't he?" I said.
"Oh my God he was terrible." We both laughed.
Just then the bartender announced last call. "Damn, the game's only at halftime, guess I gotta go up to my room to watch the rest. It was nice to meet you..."
"Name's Mark," he said. "Actually, I got a few beers in my room if you want to come up and finish watching the game with me."
"Sounds great, I could use a few more beers. My name is Steve by the way."
We shook hands and I followed him to his room. We took off our shoes and our button-down shirts, which left us both in undershirts and dress pants. I looked around the room and noticed there were no chairs, just the bed.
"Where should I...?"
"We can both sit on the bed, it's plenty big."
He handed me a beer and we both sit on the bed. He was right, the bed was big enough for us both to lay on our back and watch the game without being to close and feeling weird. We made conversation about the game and joked about the seminar. I had had about three-and-a-half beers and was feeling pretty buzzed when the game ended.
I was going to finish my beer and then go. Mark started flipping through the channels to see if anything else was on worth watching. When he got to HBO he stopped. There was a skin flick on. "Whoa, this looks good."
A man was sitting on a couch and there was a hot girl kneeling in front of him. Her head was moving up and down in his lap. Since it was softcore, the shot was form behind and you couldn't actually see the blowjob, but it was clear what was happening. "Damn, I bet that feels good. I love getting head," Mark said.
"Hell yeah, blowjobs are awesome. Too bad we can't actually see it."
"I know, nothing is hotter than a pair of lips wrapped around a big cock."
We sipped our beers and watched the girl on TV give head. I started imagining the girl's head bobbing up and down in my lap and I started to get hard. Before I knew it I had a full erection that was threatening to burst out of my pants. I was going to get up and go to the bathroom so I could adjust myself when I noticed Mark was looking at my bulge. Instinctively I moved my hand to cover myself. "I'm going to get more comfortable," he said, and took off his shirt. His chest and abs were well defined and completely devoid of hair. "You should get more comfortable too, it looks like you are quite restrained at the moment." He laughed.
I had a nervous feeling in my stomach as I took off my shirt. My head was spinning from my buzz and I stared at the porno as I began to undo my pants. My thoughts flashed back to the end of high school, and my friend Brian. He and I had jerked each other off a few times and one time he convinced me to put his cock in my mouth. It had felt weird at the time but now I was staring at the TV screen and my fantasy was changing. I was the one on my knees, sucking cock. I slid my pants all the off and lay there completely naked, my 5 inches as hard as they'd ever been.
I looked over at Mark and my eyes travelled down to his crotch. He had a decent bulge as well. "See something you like?" he said.
"Maybe. Looks like you could use some freedom."
"Why don't you take a look?"