It was going on eleven when he called the desk asking if I could bring him up towels once again, she told him I was busy right now but would send another guy up. He told her he wanted me and there was no rush.
I made my way up with fresh towels, he smiled at me as he opened the door, he invited me in and I went in to put the towels in the bathroom. He stood in the doorway, the man only had on underwear, and that cock of his could not be hidden.
I walked up to him and he pulled me in for a kiss, he told me he loved kissing me, we ended up on the bed him on his back me over him, we would sixty nine. I hoped I would be able to hold back a bit tonight.
He unzipped me and pulled my trousers to my knees, he pulled out my cock and it went straight into his mouth. I lay on top of him, his cock right there, with him playing with mine I could not concentrate, I took his cock in my hand and stroked it as I sucked on it.
He and I both came at the same time, the explosion of my cock shooting in his mouth and he feeding me with his wonderful cock, I knew this would be a time I would never forget. He rolled on top of me and his lips were back on mine, he kissed me holding me tight.
He knew I had to get back to work, he asked if he and I could ever spend an entire night with each other? I told him I was off tomorrow night if that worked for him. I would sneak in to his room at eleven, then he and I could spend the night together.
I slept most of the day, but was on edge of what coach and I would do, yeah I knew his name was Dave, but I liked calling him coach. The time dragged on, I made my way to the Hotel, I went in pretending I had to work tonight.
Shirley laughed at me she knew what I was up too, she told me to go up, but stay away from the other two guys on shift tonight. I made my way up, one of the players was at his door asking him a question, I hid in the stairwell so they would not see me.
Once he left I went to his door, I softly knocked and he opened the door, the man had on clothes tonight, he really was such a handsome man. He was thirty five, single, I assumed gay in the closet, he had a so called girlfriend in Canada I think he said.
I did not realize the joke about that, he let me in and offered me a drink, I had a soda that was all I wanted. He and I sat and talked, he told me he liked to be able to talk to me before we got into it, we talked about everything.
We sat there looking at each other, I got up and straddled the man, he and I kissed, I held his face in my soft tender hands. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he lifted me and brought me to the bed, he lay on top of me and we made out.
He rolled us over and I lay on top of him, I just looked at him, what did he see in me, why was he so into me.
"Billy you really do not know how handsome you really are do you?"