This is Chapter 2 of "Mac and Me." Please read each Chapter in order as the story will flow better and make more sense. This story contains homosexual content. If you are offended by male on male contact, please read no further.
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Mac and Me: Chapter 2
As I watched Mac walk out of my room, every thought imaginable went through my mind. My mind was slightly scrambled by realizing that a man had just given me head, but I was also elated that I finally had the intimate moment with Mac that I had been fantasizing about for so long. After the door closed, I wondered how odd it will be tomorrow morning when our training starts, but there was no erasing the facts now.
Based on Mac's exiting comment, it was clear to me that more was to come and the week was going to be an interesting one, to say the least. As a married man, surprisingly I had no guilt from receiving the blow job from Mac. In my mind, same sex is not cheating. My drunk wife kissed one of her coworkers at a party a few years ago, and she was surprised that I wasn't mad about it. Actually, my ultimate fantasy is an all-out bisexual foursome with my wife. I've always been intrigued by the thought of having no limits in bed.
Anyway, I took a quick shower and went to bed but had a hard time falling asleep as my mind continually raced. It didn't help either that my hotel bed was very uncomfortable, but I apparently fell asleep at some point because I woke up to my alarm going off. It was pretty obvious that my dreams were about Mac because I woke up with a raging hard on. I would normally polish off a morning woody, but this time I wanted to keep it for later.
When I went downstairs and entered the training room, Mac saw me enter and waved me over to his table. There was one empty chair, right next to him. "I saved a seat for you."
As I sat down, Mac had already met everyone and quickly introduced me to the table. As the table talk died down, butterflies entered my stomach. This was my first encounter with Mac after he sucked me off and the moment seemed a little awkward for us both.
After a long paused, Mac broke the ice and quietly asked, "How did you sleep?"
"Not so good. My bed is uncomfortable."
Mac whispered, "Maybe you can ask the front desk to switch your room."
I just nodded yes.
Then Mac casually leaned over to my ear and whispered, "Or you can sleep in mine."
I smiled and looked at Mac as he leaned back in his chair. The awkwardness just ended and my horniness just restarted.
The next 8 hours of sitting next to Mac in a classroom was absolute torture. I don't remember a single thing that was discussed because all I could think about was being alone with him again. The 10 minute breaks were even more difficult because we were surrounded by hundreds of people who killed time by standing around and making small talk. I couldn't even flirt with Mac because we were surrounded by hundreds of people the whole time. They wanted to talk about training and all I could think about was sucking Mac's dick and tasting his cum just like he tasted mine.
At the last break of the day, I finally got a few moments alone with Mac.
I asked him, "So, where do you want to go for dinner?"
Mac smiled and said, "Let's stay in and order pizza."
At that moment, all the blood in my body went straight to my cock. Not only was I excited that he wanted to be alone with me again, but I loved his assertiveness. At work, I am more of the assertive one and Mac is more of the peace keeper. The switch was a huge turn on!
As soon as class ended, Mac and I walked through the hotel lobby together and past the front desk. Mac said, "Here's your chance to change rooms." I kept walking and said, "I like your idea better." Once on the elevator, we told each other that we are going back to our rooms to call our wives and check in.
Mac said, "Text me when you're done and we'll figure out dinner."
I said, "I need to run to the store to get some beer, so it'll be a little while." The elevator opened and I went to my room. I talked to my wife for about 10 minutes and then went to the liquor store on the corner.
When I got back to my room, I put the beer in the refrigerator and jumped in the shower. My thoughts were on Mac as I showered, my cock growing as I thought about all the possibilities. The visions of all the cock pictures he's sent me made me wonder what it looked like in person. Mac always made comments about how big his dick is, but it's hard to tell in the pictures. The only thing I could really tell was that his cock seemed thicker than mine. I really wanted to find out and was determined to suck his cock when I got the chance.
I quickly cleaned up, touched up my manscaping and jumped out of the shower. Just then, my phone beeped. It was a text from Mac that said, "I ordered pizza to your room. I'll be down there in a few." This was all so real now and the butterflies in my stomach kicked in.
I quickly put on a t-shirt and some basketball shorts. Just then, I heard a knock on my door and opened it to find Mac standing there in a hotel robe and flip flops. He walked past me, grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and plopped down on my couch.
"The pizza should be here in about 30 minutes."
I closed the door and went to the fridge to grab myself a beer. As I leaned down and reached inside, Mac asked, "Do you think 30 minutes is enough time?"
I asked, "Enough time for what?"
As I closed the refrigerator and looked at Mac, I saw him sitting on my couch with his robe untied; his beer in one hand and his big semi hard cock in the other.
"Is it enough time for you to take my picture?"
Just then, there was a knock at the door. "That was a fast 30 minutes!" I told Mac, "Hold that thought."