Back in my hotel room I'd already stripped down to my boxers and vest in anticipation of his arrival. He'd been looking at me in the lobby bar for a while and we'd had snatches of conversation. He finished work at 2 p.m., so I figured there was an opportunity for him to slip up to my room before he left the hotel. At one point he hid from the view of the other staff at the side of a large drinks cabinet and fondled his crotch. When I called for the bill I signed, and pointing to my room number, asked if he'd remember it. As he bent over to pick up the bill he whispered, 'see you soon.'
When the faint knock came I opened the door and he quickly stepped inside, removing his shoes as I shut the door behind him. I noticed he wasn't wearing socks. He seemed shy now, just nodding hello, though the growing bulge in the front of my boxers must have removed any fears that he'd come there by mistake. I kissed him briefly, then unbuttoned his waiter's shirt, removed it and hung it on the back of a chair. Like me, he was wearing a white vest underneath and he pulled it up over his head, revealing the dark smooth skin of his torso, his delicately carved abdominal muscles and the flat expanse of his chest. His nipples were small and dark, and there were black hairs, sparse and wiry, around his navel.
He was still wearing his black uniform trousers as I held him tightly, feeling his warm body and kissing his lips, dry at first but increasingly thick and warm and moist. My cock was hard and stiff already, standing up in the front of my boxers, and he fondled it through the soft silk, a small wet patch appearing in the maroon and yellow paisley pattern. I undid his belt and unzipped his fly, plunging my hand in to feel the warm cotton of his briefs and the firm flesh underneath. I pulled his trousers off and folded them on the chair. He had slim but muscular legs, like a long distance runner, and the skin was paler than that on his chest. Short dark hairs covered his legs and stray crinkled pubic hairs poked out from one leg of his white underpants.
I held him more tightly, pressing our erections together and feeling the heat of his skin and body, sliding my arms down his back and over the hard rising muscles of his backside, the muscles clenching as he massaged his groin against mine. I took a breather to remove my vest, and as I pulled it over my head I felt his hands unbutton the fly of my boxers and pull the opening apart, revealing my stiff cock to the light of day.
'Shall I draw the curtains?' he asked.
'It's OK. We're twenty-two floors up; I don't think anyone can see.'
He smiled and dropped down to his knees, grabbing my cock with his left hand and pulling it fully out of my shorts. He nuzzled the head, sniffed it deeply, then slid the foreskin back and wrapped his mouth around the glans. Slowly, slowly, he started sucking hard on my cock, licking the head and nibbling the string of flesh underneath, lathering the full length of the shaft then burying it deep into his mouth. The sucking and massaging felt great and I could feel my balls rising underneath. His right hand slipped into the leg of my boxers and massaged underneath, gradually moving back between my legs to probe at my hole. After some minutes of this soft, erotic pleasure he removed his hands and yanked my boxers down, and I stepped out of them, feeling my naked body warm and responsive to his stimulation.
He continued to work on my cock, sucking my scrotum and licking my balls, then diving back hungrily onto the head. Both his hands now moved behind and massaged my arse, splaying the cheeks and pushing his fingers into my anus as his head buried down into my pubic hair.
I felt I was already close to coming, so withdrew from his mouth and lifted him up. He was still in his white briefs, his cock large and stiff across the front of them. I laid him face down on the end of the bed, his legs down to the floor, and pulled the back of his briefs down. His buttocks were slim, smooth, with a small j-shaped scar on the left one. I pulled his cheeks apart to reveal the small neat dark hole and plunged my face into it, licking and lubricating the wrinkled skin and pushing my tongue inside. Face down on the bed, I could hear him moaning, and his body was twitching in pleased response.
With my face still buried in his arse and my tongue working overtime, my hands grabbed the sides of his briefs and pulled them down over his thighs and lower legs, taking them off and throwing them up on the chair with his clothes. I took each of his legs in turn and placed them on my shoulders, kneeling behind him as he remained face down on the bed. I began long licking strokes away from his anus towards his balls, pressing and kneading with my nose, face and tongue. His balls were small and tight, the skin of his sac hairless and very smooth. I could see his pendulous cock hard and twitching underneath in response to my actions.
