I was traveling again, this time to San Francisco to visit a customer. I was traveling alone this time, no co-worker baggage in tow. I was staying in a nice hotel, one with a bar on the first floor. After visiting with the customer all day I came back to the hotel room. I was horny as usual. Instead of stroking I went down to the gym and did my work-out. When I got there there was another guy there using the treadmill. He looked over and said hello as I entered. I returned his greeting and then hopped on the exercise bike. He and I worked out in silence for nearly twenty minutes before he finished on the treadmill. His shoe came untied as he hopped down so he bent down to tie it. As he did his shirt rose up his back exposing the top of a thong hiding underneath. I was surprised to see another guy actually wearing a thong. So surprised that I stared at it until he stood back up. He looked back as he walked out, telling me to enjoy the rest of my workout. I slaved away for the next ten minutes with my mind fixated on the guy's thong.
After my workout I headed back to my room a jumped right into the shower. I washed up quickly and then dried myself off. I immediately followed up with some hair gel. I squeezed way more than needed and ran my hands through my hair. I ruffled it up so it looked messy and a little spiky. When I was all done I went to look in the mirror. I stroked my cock for a minute while looking in the mirror. My dick quickly got hard. Instead of jerking off right then and there, I got dressed and went down to the bar. Tonight was free drink night so I decided I might as well be drunk if I didn't have to drive anywhere.
As I went downstairs I saw the nearly empty bar. "Must be a slow night" I thought as I took my seat. I ordered my first drink and drank it while watching the TV. I didn't so much watch it as I did look at it. It was just some random basketball game so I didn't pay it much attention. I didn't bother paying attention to clock, it didn't much matter so long as I had something to drink and something to watch. It didn't seem like very long to me, but soon I had downed three or four drinks. By now, the bar was beginning to fill up as more people got back to the hotel. Soon, the bar was nearly full when some random person sat next to me. I hated it when that happened. I wasn't much for small talk when I traveled, but whatever.
"How's it going?"
I looked over, it was the guy from the gym, the one with the thong. I stumbled over my words before I could finally get something out.
"Not bad, how about you?"
"Doing fine, anything good on tv?"
It was clear that he was going to be chatty. If I hadn't already had several drinks I probably would have found an excuse to get up and leave. I did my best to keep up with his idle chitchat as we both drank several more drinks. By this point I was feeling pretty drunk. That was probably why I wasn't sure what he had just asked.
"What?"
"Are you gay?" he repeated. "I saw you check me out in the gym."
"What? No! No no. No. I'm not gay."
"I saw you looking at my ass when I was tying my shoe. Did you think I didn't notice?"
"You bent over in front of me, what was I supposed to do? Everyone looks."
"Oh, ok. I thought maybe you were. Everyone might look, but you looked for a long time."
"You were wearing a thong, you don't see that everyday."
"Ya, you saw that? That's all I wear these days, they are more comfortable than anything else, especially when I work-out."
Our conversation was now noticeably more awkward so I decided that it was a good time to turn in. I bid him farewell and headed to my room. I hadn't been in there 5 minutes before there was a knock at the door. Annoyed I went over and looked through the peep-hole. It was the same guy from the bar. He must have followed me upstairs.
"I wanted to apologize, I didn't mean to offend you, I just thought with you looking at my ass like that..." he trailed off.
"Don't worry about, it was no big deal."
He nodded as he peaked over my shoulder into my room. He saw the laptop and container of lotion sitting on the couch.
"What were you going to do in here? Jerk off? He didn't wait for an answer. "Can I watch you?"
I was so drunk and horny at this point I didn't really think about it before I answered, "Sure", and I stepped aside to let him in. I went back to the couch and dropped my pants. My cock was already hard. I started stroking my cock as he watched from the chair in the corner. It felt weird to be jerking off in front of a stranger but also hugely arousing. He watched intently as I worked my cock over. Occasionally I would look over and see his eyes locked on my hard prick. There was a large bulge in the front of his pants, which he was rubbing while he watched. Soon he had his cock out too. Now we both watched each other. We kept it up for a while before he finally got up, his hard dick sticking out in front of him. He came over to where I was, knelt down between my legs and started licking and sucking my balls. It felt amazing to stroke my cock while he did what he did. I scooted forward on the couch and spread my legs to give him easier access. He worked his tongue all over my balls, licking and sucking as he gradually moved further down until he was rimming my ass. I almost shot my load right then and there, feeling his tongue on my ass. I had to stop stroking or I would have lost it. Then he slipped a finger into my tight hole. I let out a loud moan as he started slowly working it in and out. To give him better access I scooted even farther forward and pulled my legs up and back. It didn't take long before he pushed a second and then third finger slowly into me. I was moaning loudly now, moving my hips in time with the stroking of his fingers.
"You like this don't you? Having me finger your ass?"
"Yes, don't stop!"
"Are you sure you aren't gay?"
"I'm sure!"
He laughed at my response. Here I was stroking my cock while gyrating in time with the fingers he had buried in my ass. He wasn't buying it, but he went along with it anyway. Once my hole was good and ready he slowly removed his fingers. I watched as he stood up and pushed the swollen head of his cock into me. My ass yielded easily and soon I had taken the entire length of him, balls deep. I could feel the warmth of his cock buried deep inside me. With his hands on my legs behind my knees, he started pulling long deep strokes in and out of my hole. He started slowly working up to a good rhythm, fucking me missionary style on the couch. I stroked my cock as he fucked me knowing full well I wouldn't be able to last long. Sure enough, as soon as he shifted positions so my legs were on his shoulders, I unloaded a torrent of sticky cum all over my chest. My ass squeezed his cock as I came, clamping hard around his hard shaft. Moments later he emptied his balls, filling my ass with his cum. He left his cock in me until he started going soft then slowly pulled out.