I got to my hotel room and set my bags down, pulling out my laptop to check e-mails. I didn't see any from work, so I switched over to my private e-mail account and saw one from Jim, which immediately got my heart racing and made my mouth go dry.
Jim was a guy I'd been chatting with on an online hookup site for gay & bi men. He was older than me by about 15 years (I was 31 at the time) and, like me, he was married and his wife didn't know about his bisexuality. Also like me, Jim traveled a lot for business and, according to his e-mail, he was in the same town as I was that night.
I quickly fired off an e-mail to him to tell him I'd just got into town and what hotel I was at. I set about undressing and putting away my things, and checked my e-mail again. I saw he'd responded with, "What a coincidence... I'm in room 327, come on up whenever you want." Attached to the e-mail was a picture of his cock, and I have to tell you that it looked delicious.
After I took a few deep breaths, I called my wife to let her know I'd made it to the hotel, but that I was wore out from the trip and was going to shower & go to bed. We made small talk for a few minutes, exchanged "I love you", and hung up.
I sprinted to the bathroom and turned on the shower to let it warm up before jumping in. I quickly shaved my face, then lathered myself from head to toe - paying attention to my cock, balls, and ass - before rinsing & drying off. I put on a pair of gym shorts, a t-shirt, and tennis shoes, then grabbed my room key and headed out.
I couldn't believe that I already had a semi when I got in the elevator, that's how keyed up I was. I'd been to a number of glory holes by this point, both giving and receiving oral, but this would be my first time actually being naked with another man in the same room, and I couldn't wait.
I got to room 327, took another deep breath, and knocked softly. I only had to wait a few seconds before the door opened to reveal Jim standing there. He was wearing only a pair of boxers, and he looked exactly like the pictures he'd sent me: about 5'10", 180 pounds, short hair starting to go grey, brown eyes, built like the high school and college wrestler he said he'd been in his younger days.
Jim let the door close when I stepped in, and he moved until we touched. "Is this for me," he grinned as he reached out to stroke my now fully-hard cock through my shorts.
I moaned back, "Only if I get this first," as my hand dropped to the front of his boxers to wrap around his cock through the fabric and caress it gently. Our moans mixed when his head dipped forward until his lips touched mine, and our grips on each other tightened as we began a passionate kiss that turned into an almost wrestling of our tongues as we walked - him backward and me forward - toward the bed, never breaking contact until we were at the bedside.
I reluctantly broke off the kiss and stepped back, letting go of his cock so I could grasp the waistband of his boxers and push them down over his hips to fall to the floor. I peeled off my t-shirt and tossed it aside before lifting my hands to his shoulders to push him back until he was laying on the bed, his legs spread wide. I slowly crawled up between them, kissing back and forth from one leg to the other until I'd made my way to his cock.
Moaning softly again, my lips parted to wrap around the head and suckle gently, tongue swirling around the head as one hand lifted to slide up his body and find his nipple to tweak, the other sliding under his balls to cup them and roll them softly. I looked up at him over his body and moaned deeper as I slid my mouth down slowly, gradually increasing the suction until I felt the head of his 6" cock pushing at the back of my throat. I hadn't learned to deep throat yet, so I never went any deeper than that as my head bobbed up and down, alternating between sucking tightly and then so softly that my lips just barely touched him.
I could have kept doing this until I got my reward, but I jerked my mouth from him and spun around when I heard the toilet flush in the bathroom. "What the fuck?" I gasped, wondering what the hell was going on.
"Relax Steve, it's just a friend of mine, I think you'll like him," Jim said as the bathroom door opened. A naked man stepped out, and until that point I never knew that I had a thing for bears, but after looking at him I knew I did.
"Hi, I'm Alan," he said softly, his eyes dancing as mine traveled over his body. He was about the same height as Jim, but a good 40 or 50 pounds heavier, with much broader shoulders. He had a little bit of a gut, but wasn't fat. He was hairy on his chest and shoulders and stomach and arms and thighs, as well as between his legs, but there wasn't near enough hair there to hide that cock.
It was thick, much thicker than Jim's, and hardening slowly as he walked towards me. I could tell that, by the time he was done growing, he'd be a good 2 or 3 inches longer than Jim's, and I knew that those full, heavy balls swinging beneath it would shoot a massive load.
"I'm Steve," I said when he got to the bedside, and I wrapped a hand around Jim's cock to stroke it slowly as I leaned my head over to wrap my mouth around Alan. He tasted different than Jim, a little saltier, but still delicious. I knew there was no way I'd be able to suck him deep, he was too thick for me, so I took him in as far as I could while my free hand wrapped around the base.
I alternated between the two of them, sucking first one then the other, but always keeping a hand wrapped around each of them. Again, I would have done this until they both fed me their loads, but Alan put his hands on my head and pulled my mouth from him, whispering softly, "You have a sexy little ass, Steve."
He moved slowly behind me, and I rested my head on Jim's thigh and kept stroking his cock, waiting to see what Alan had in mind. I let out this low, guttural groan when I felt his thumbs pull my asscheeks apart and his tongue find my hole. Up until that point, there'd only been my fingers in there, and I didn't even know what rimming was, but the feel of his tongue dancing around my pucker was just about the most incredible feeling I'd ever had with another man.
Jim's hand covered mine on his cock and started me stroking again, as I'd almost forgotten about him from the pleasure Alan was giving me. I pushed my ass back against Alan's mouth as I nuzzled into Jim's balls, moaning softly into him. The moan turned into an almost growl when I felt Alan's tongue stiffen and push inside of me, wiggling as much as he could in the tight confines.
I was almost gasping for breath when Alan finally pulled his tongue from me, planting a soft kiss on my asscheek as I felt him stand. I jerked a little when I felt the coolness of the lube he'd coated his finger with touch me, and made myself hold still as he pressed gently, feeling that sharp little instant of pain when his slicked finger popped inside. "That's it man, nice and easy," he said, pulling his finger back until just the very tip was inside me before pushing back in a little further than the first time. The little instant of pain quickly subsided and turned to pleasure, an almost need to have my ass filled, as with each stroke of his hand he pushed his finger a little further and deeper into me, 8 or 10 strokes before I felt the knuckles of his other fingers pushing against my flesh.
"Damn you are tight," he said, keeping his finger pushed fully into me but twisting it round and round. I moaned more, pushing back against his hand, wanting to feel the thrusting again. "And a hungry little ass it looks like, too," he chuckled as he pulled his finger from me and I heard the tube of lube squeezing again, the moans coming from deep in my stomach this time when I felt his first and middle fingers both stretching me, this time pushing in fully in one steady stroke, rotating back and forth as he went.
"Oh god oh god oh god," I moaned, not stroking Jim's cock any longer but gripping it tight, the feel of Alan's fingers preparing me so incredibly amazing.
I nodded my head quickly when I heard Alan ask, "You sure you're an anal virgin, Steve, you're taking to this much better than most first timers." Even though it was the first time I'd had something in my ass other than my own finger, I knew that it wouldn't be the last.
Alan slowly pulled his fingers from me, almost causing me to whimper, but it quickly changed to a gasp when I felt the coolness of the lube being squirted on my hole. I sensed Alan moving behind me, and I felt his hands grasping my hips just as the head of his cock pressed against my pucker.
"Take a deep breath, and push out like you're trying to take a dump," he rumbled, and I followed his directions, not knowing what to expect when I felt his fingers dig into me to hold me steady as he began to slowly push forward. I gasped and moaned into Jim's balls as Alan kept pushing, pausing only for a moment when the head of his cock slipped past my sphincter, then resumed his stroke into me as the thicker part of his shaft stretched me further than I thought possible.
I was shaking and moaning and my throat was dry when I finally felt the fronts of Alan's hips against my asscheeks and his balls against mine. The pain, like the quick sharp pain from when he'd fingered me but much deeper, coursing through me. Alan's hands began to move while the rest of him held still, massaging my hips and cheeks and lower back gently. "That's it man, just relax."