Hi, I'm James. I want to tell you about what happened on the Wednesday of my week in Vegas with Carl. At the end of part 2 of the story, I had just discovered that Carl was vacationing in Vegas for the rest of the week and that my boss had figured out what Carl and I had been up to. Surprisingly, my boss wanted me to make sure Carl had a good time and would become a customer. Well, I was interested in the good time too and the possible promotion was a nice bonus.
It was the last day of the show and it would end at noon. Many of the potential customers were either already gone or were leaving early. By 10:00 AM the traffic at the NTS booth was down to a trickle. Our training sessions were scheduled to start at 2:00 PM. It was decided that the team deserved a longer lunch break and we were given the choice of going now and coming back at noon to close the booth and pack up or be part of the skeleton crew that stayed at the booth until noon, then be at the training session for 2:00 PM. I hadn't seen Carl all morning, but was hoping he would show up, I volunteered to stay until noon. Sure enough he came to our booth around 11:30. My boss talked with him for a little while and Carl seemed excited about the possibility of working with NTS. The boss suggested that he could hold the fort at the booth and that I should take Carl to lunch. Then he said to me "you don't need to attend training this afternoon, it's all about marketing strategy, so enjoy the afternoon. Our presentations start tomorrow morning."
After the spilled water episode yesterday, Carl and I decided it would be best to go to a different restaurant and ended up at a nice steakhouse in a nearby hotel. It had been recommended by one of Carl's colleagues from Boston. It was noon hour and the restaurant was full, my name was taken for a table for two. We went into the bar found a table that we thought would give us some privacy. A waiter came and took our order. Carl ordered scotch on the rocks and I chose rum and coke. As we settled in, I felt something sliding up my leg and along my inner thigh. I jumped at the unexpected touch before I realized that Carl had slipped of his shoe and was rubbing me with his foot. My cock immediately surged into a raging hard on. 'Now what' I thought 'where can this possibly go?'
Less than a minute later a large group of raucous men came in and slid several tables together and sat around them as one big table across the corner of the room in front of the corner table Carl and I had chosen. No one in that group was the slightest bit interested in us. All anyone would see if they looked our way would be that noisy bunch sitting in front of us. 'Now I can see some possibilities' I thought. The waiter brought our drinks and took orders from the large group. Conversation was difficult, but who needs to talk? I shifted to the chair adjacent to Carl and laid my right hand on his thigh. Above the din in the room I heard Carl moan as my hand slid over his crotch, he was hard as a rock and straining his britches. My fingers found his zipper and slid it down, his hands unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned the top of his pants. My hand came in contact with his cock and I audibly groaned as I realized he was commando. I slid my thumb over the tip of his cock and it came away wet with his precum. I brought my thumb to my mouth and sucked the tasty syrup from it.
"Fuck that's hot" said Carl.
I bolstered my courage with a sip from my rum and coke and went back for more. This time I grasped his cock about half way down. Precum was running down his cock onto my thumb and forefinger as they were wrapped around it. I slid my gripping hand up to the tip of his cock gathering that delicious nectar as it went. As my fingers closed over the tip of his cock, the V shape crack between my thumb and forefinger lay full of his precum. Careful not to lose a drop, I brought my hand to my mouth and licked his delicious juice onto my tongue, then I sucked my thumb and forefinger and licked the web section between my thumb and forefinger to make sure I got it all. "Fuck that tastes good!" I exclaimed.
"God James, you are going to make me blow my load just from watching you, never mind what your hand is doing on my cock." Said Carl.
When I had finished licking my fingers I leaned toward Carl and was rewarded with a hot tongue lashing kiss. I moaned into Carl's mouth and he sucked hard on my tongue then slid his lips over and off the tip of it. My body was on fire. My cock was straining at my zipper and I could feel my underwear getting wet. 'Fuck' I thought 'this is as good as it gets.' Not that I planned to give up real suck, grunt and grind sex, but this covert public action with the possibility of being caught was really a turn on. I reached back under the table and took his cock in my hand and started a slow deliberate stroke. His excitement built and he was groaning and cursing "Unh, Unh Fuck its good, faster, ooooh god, FUCK!"
I didn't speed up as he asked, I continued the slow stroke denying him release while enjoying an occasional feast of his precum and seeing his frustration. When Carl could hold out no longer and was about to blow, we heard my name called for our lunch table. I squeezed the base of his cock hard until the impending climax started to recede. Carl looked at me and said "you are a cruel bastard, you will pay for that."
I said "maybe later but this afternoon is a bonus and I have a treat planned for you." Then added "after dinner all bets are off and things could get wild."
I stopped at the bar and settled our tab with the bartender and a tip for the waiter then waited to be seated for lunch. We both chose the 12 oz. T-Bone with baked potato and vegetables. There was a selection of steak sauces, seasoned butter and sour cream for the vegetables on the table. The meal was delicious and I took my time and savored every bite. Carl was done before I was half finished and sat there strumming his fingers on the table. I was dying to get out of there but forced myself go slow. I don't know what was more delicious, the food or Carl's frustration. When I finished eating I smiled at Carl and asked if he would like dessert. "Just pay for the meal, we will have desert in my room!" he growled.
As we walked back to our hotel Carl asked "what do you have in mind as my treat this afternoon?"
"You'll just have to wait and see" I told him.
"You have become such a cock tease today" he said.
"It's all part of my treat, don't worry, you're are going to love it."
We got to the hotel just as my boss entered the lobby. He stopped and asked about lunch. I think he sensed that we were both hyped to get on with our afternoon. He suggested that we enjoy the amenities of Vegas and I was to expense the costs. We thanked him both of us knowing there would be no costs for the amenities we would enjoy that afternoon. We took the elevator and went to room 1065.
I asked Carl to get naked and lay on the bed and not to touch me with his hands. He obeyed 'fuck this is a switch' I thought 'I'm surprised he is being so submissive'. Carl was a picture to behold, my big very handsome masculine playground and he was all mine to play with and to please. Fully clothed I approached the bed, leaned over placed my lips on his and licked his lips with my tongue. When he tried to push his tongue into my mouth I backed off "uh, uh" I said "I'm leading this afternoon." I went back to kissing his lips. It was a relaxed sweet gentle kiss but with one glance at his cock I could see that I was having the desired effect on him. As the kiss continued I ran my fingers through the pelt of fur on his chest and enjoyed the reaction of his body when I dragged my fingernails over his skin and lightly pinched his nipples. I could tell that he wanted more, I pinched each nipple harder and a loud groan escaped him.
"Fuck, you're driving me crazy" complained Carl.
"It's my turn this afternoon" I said. "Your turn this evening." I knew I would pay, but hell this was worth it. My lips moved from his mouth down to his chin and traced his jawbone up to his right ear. Catching the lobe between my teeth I gave it a pull and then licked down and around his jaw to the other ear this time sucking hard on the lobe before letting it slowly slip from my lips. The tip of my tongue traced its way down over his neck and along his collarbone to the other side. My hands hadn't been idle they were rubbing his muscular pecs and biceps.
