Ensuring we were both once more presentable, we left the office and calmly walked back to the function suite. Upon entering I instructed Jnr to proceed to the bar for some refreshments for us, as I proceeded back to our table.
Sitting back down at a now half full table I was able to watch Jnr at the bar, My god he looked hot, his gorgeous arse tightly enclosed in those tux trousers, Christ I was getting hard again, so hard in fact that I got up and joined Jnr at the bar slipping my hand over his buttocks as I arrived beside him, he looked round startled, smiled on realising who was fondling him, and thanked me for the pleasure I was giving him, leaning in to him I suggested that we forgo the rest of the event and return to my room where we might be a little more comfortable. Jnr had agreed even before I had finished.
We left quickly and headed for the lift, unfortunately or should I say fortuitously the lift was rather full, so we were at first rather squashed I managed to be behind Jnr with my back to the wall, and ensured that he was pushing his arse back into my crotch, I slipped a hand around him and found much to my delight that Jnr was still very much aroused.
As the lift slowly rose and stopped at each floor it became less cramped but I kept my hand in place fondling his hardness, until it was just the two of us left, as soon as the doors had closed I forced Jnr down and told him to ensure I was hard beneath my kilt. He quickly obliged firstly slipping his hand up to find my cock, before he lifted my kilt and planting his mouth firmly around my cock, god he was good at that, but all too soon the lift stopped.
Jnr quickly stood up as I rearranged my kilt as the doors opened, leaving the lift I noticed that Jnr was still sporting a huge hard on and was franticly trying to adjust himself, alas to no avail. We proceeded to my room where upon on opening the door I ushered Jnr in, closing the door I removed my Jacket and handed it to Jnr to hang up. I then complimented Jnr on how hot he looked in his tux and suggested that he might want to remove his Jacket so as not to crease it; he dutifully obliged and asked if he may disrobe further.
"No Jnr you may not," as I strode towards him grabbing his hard cock through his trousers,
"You will stand still!"
"Touch nothing!!"