Walking slowly through the florescent-lit lounge of the Plaza Hotel in Berlin, Germany at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Alexander arrived at his favorite elevator. He was dressed out for a business meeting that had just been canceled because of weather, so his dark blue suit was slightly damp, and his long, light-brown hair was sleek and dark from the rain. He had no idea why he liked this elevator, but he did. He had really weird visions and premonitions, and when he felt strongly about something, it usually turned out in his favor when he followed it.
Alex hit the 'up' button, and waited until the elevator dinged. He heard the old music, which he faintly recognized, but ignored, because of the tiny room's other occupant, who didn't get off at the ground floor. He was wearing tight, black jeans that rippled against his muscular legs. His red hair was running free, and his white sleeveless shirt was tight against his highly toned chest. He and Alex were about the same height, 6'2".
"Hi. I'm Alex," he said, extending his hand. The other man took it, and shook with a firm hand.
"Wil. Wil Stephens," when he shook Alex's hand, he stared right into his eyes. Alex's were green, while Wil's were a deep and crystal blue. Alex hit his floor button. Wil watched him, and seemed to stare lustfully out of the corner of his eye. Alex's cheeks grew hot, and he looked down at his feet.
Thirteen floors had gone past, and Alex felt a presence near his cheek, so he swiftly turned his head to the left. Wil's hand gripped his cheek softly, and turned Alex's head to look into his eyes. He moved in, and kissed Alex chastely, no more than a touching of lips.
Alex felt his whole body tingle with lust. Alex's subtle premonitions were right, once again. He blessed them, and stared through the corner of his eyes at Wil, who was looking at the button panel, completely ignoring Alex. He cleared his throat, and Wil glanced over. Right then, Alex leaned over and kissed him, flicking his tongue across the other's lips and teeth. Wil eventually granted passage of the writhing organ and Alex explored the new, wet cavern open to him. They eventually broke away, panting heavily.
Another kiss soon followed, with a new experience for Alex. He had never before had someone invite his tongue into his or her mouth, and then suck on it with such tenderness. Or roughness. He had hardly known the man for ten minutes, and hadn't said more than three words to the guy, yet here he was, raging war with his tongue.
The elevator dinged, effectively startling Alex. A man walked in, saw the two still kissing, and then backed into the opposite corner, watching them. Wil decided to show off, kissing up and down Alex's neck and nibbling on his earlobe, placing his hands roughly on Alex's ass, massaging and kneading. "What floor, man?" Alex asked, between gasps.
"Um... What? Oh, floor forty-two please," the man said, still staring wide-eyed at the two men, fondling and kissing each other. That was the same floor Alex and Wil were going to. Well, Alex assumed Wil was going to go to his room. I mean, you just don't kiss a stranger, and then expect not to get fucked.
The floor number was rising, 40. Wil's hands were working his ass delicately, then roughly, then back to tenderly. 41. Wil's tongue ran over Alex's stubble of a beard, licking his earlobes and placing love marks up and down his neck. 42. The elevator dinged, the other man ran out, and Wil and Alex tumbled, falling through the doorway.
They rose swiftly, kissing and licking each other. Alex fumbled for his key to the room, and dropped it on accident. He bent over to pick it up, and Wil reached up and fondled his ass with one hand, and his swiftly rising erection with the other. Alex jumped up, unlocked and flung open the door, and the two stumbled in, kissing deeply. Alex pushed Wil against the bed, and he fell back, dragging Alex on top of him.
They began to fumble with each other's clothing, and eventually, Wil's shirt came off. Alex pressed his arms against the bed, and pulled Wil's pants off, but left his lavender boxers on. Sweat coated Wil's chest, and he looked delicious to Alex, so Alex kissed him, and moved around, nibbling on his earlobe and licking up and down his neck, while Wil gasped and tried to pleasure Alex in some small way. What he didn't realize was that pleasuring Wil was giving quite enough pleasure to Alex.
He moved down, running his tongue against the hollow of Wil's chest, and then moved to his right nipple, which was quite erect, and begin to suckle on it, and rubbed the other with his hand. He switched to the other dark ring of flesh and swirled it with his tongue, too. Wil's gasps of pleasure quickly had giggles added in when Alex's roving tongue left a trail of fire to Wil's navel, where it dipped in and swirled around.
After Alex's ministrations moved farther south, they met the soft cotton cloth of Wil's boxers. The left a mark of wetness down to the head of Wil's quite massive erection, it was seemingly 8" in length, and growing. He began to suck and nibble on his head, licking the cloth. Wil screamed in torture, and begged Alex to remove the hindrances.
He complied slowly, dragging the torturing cloth against Wil's cock. He gasped and whimpered at the agonizing slowness at which his request was being carried out. When the boxers were off, Alex began to massage Wil's sac with his hand, and the head of Wil's cock with his tongue.
He alternated at minute intervals, but after about ten minutes of Wil's panting moans and gasps, he was almost done. Alex sensed this, and quickly shifted so his mouth was engulfing and eagerly licking the hard member. Wil soon gripped the bed on both sides, moaned once, and let out a primal roar as he relinquished his seed into Alex's waiting mouth. His mouth quickly filled, so he swallowed some of it, but saved some inside his mouth. He placed his hand around the base of Wil's cock, squeezed lightly, and kissed his new lover, passing some of his own cum into his mouth.
Alex started to strip himself, and once Wil's sexual high wore off a bit, he jumped up to help. Together, they got out of his suit in no time, leaving him naked and sweaty on the bed. Wil stood there, for a second, watching Alex, admiring the sexy body beneath him, before he stooped down and kissed him roughly, smashing their lips together.
He moved down, leaving bites against Alex's tender flesh of his neck and collarbone. Each rough ministration brought another gasp and moan from Alex, and Wil had no intention of leaving him disappointed. He reached one of the dark nubs of flesh, and took it into his mouth, nibbling and sucking roughly on the nipple. This brought an increase in volume of moans from Alex, and an increase in excitement from Wil. He moved to the other one, licking and biting it roughly. He decided that Alex's nipples had enough, and moved his tongue of fire and biting teeth downwards.
