Loading...Calvin felt a little disappointed when he hung up the phone. He expected his wife Patricia to meet him sometime in the afternoon. But, of course, there just HAD to be a flight delay back in Pittsburgh. This vacation wouldn’t have been complete without a few complications getting in the way of their own personal enjoyment. Calvin didn’t let the situation damper his high spirits, however.
Patricia did say that she might see him a few hours before midnight. So when he hung up and put his smartphone back in his pocket, Calvin left his hotel room and took the elevator.
One of the lounges had been located on the fifteenth floor of the five-star hotel. When he entered the area, he felt impressed by the urban style of the furniture, as well as the magnificent view of downtown Los Angeles. Calvin checked the time on his smartphone to see that it was only 3:18 PM. The thirty-year-old man took a seat in one of the empty recliners near the windows. He wore his black polo shirt and brown pants. He could have worn a suit, since he always enjoyed looking clean and elegant all the time, but it would have been meaningless when being on vacation.
He looked out the window to see the west side of Los Angles, a flat basin that highlighted some of the city’s most diverse scenery. He spotted a business district on one side, the Hollywood hillside on another side, suburban homes in the faraway center, and a thick and congested highway right down below. He had travelled to this city a few times before, and he always had a soft spot for second largest metropolis in the nation. The weather, the laidback attitude, and the multicultural panorama on the streets were just some of the things that made him feel fortunate that he didn’t view this city in a more negative light. Sure, it did have its flaws, including the notion that some of its inhabitants remained stuck in a “La La Land” mentality. Nevertheless, Calvin would rarely badmouth one of his favorite vacation spots. He and his wife had such good times here, and he couldn’t wait to recapture the feeling when she left the airport and made her way to the hotel.
In the meantime, Calvin just sat back and gave himself time to unwind. He looked around in the lounge to see several people attending their own premeditated episode for repose. He spotted what looked like a husband and wife sharing a little laugh on a sofa. Just a few seconds of their silent banter reminded Calvin of how he and Patricia shouldn’t have stayed so far apart at this time. They would have shared a drink at the bar, if only the flight delay didn’t disrupt their personal schedule.
All of a sudden, Calvin noticed another guest sitting alone in one of the leather chairs. A brown-haired man, who looked to be the same age as Calvin if not just slightly younger, had his eyes on him. Calvin gave a little nod. The stranger gave a little smile. Something about him caught Calvin’s attention. The brown-haired man appeared quite handsome. He wore a dark green dress shirt that matched with his brown pants. Judging by his overall appearance, he would have been a great catch for the conventional female type.
Calvin looked away and kept his attention on the panoramic view in front of him. He could hear the faint sounds of smooth jazz in the background. He didn’t mind the music, though he did wish that they played something from Mozart or Tchaikovsky at the moment. He enjoyed the view of Los Angeles for a few more minutes. He could sense someone taking a seat in another recliner right next to his. He turned his head to the left to see the same brown-haired man from before.
“Good afternoon, sir.”
It seemed like such a formal greeting.
Calvin nodded as he said, “Hi, there.”
“Is this your first time in L.A.?”
Calvin wanted something other than to keep up with a brand new conversation. He went along with it, anyway. “This is my fourth time visiting.”
“Are you alone?”
“My wife will join me at night. She’s still back in Pittsburgh, because she still had to deal with a few things back at her office. I couldn’t cancel our reservation, so I had to come here alone yesterday afternoon.”
“That’s too bad. I bet you wish she would be here sooner.”
“If it weren’t for that damn flight delay, I’d be seeing her again in a few hours.”
“Just be happy that she’ll be officially returning to L.A. to join you.”
Calvin just nodded.
The man sitting next to him added, “I’m Eugene. It’s nice to meet you.”
Calvin shook the man’s hand. “Yeah, it’s nice to meet you, too.”
They didn’t stop there. Their brief introduction progressed toward a more friendly conversation that Calvin felt more comfortable partaking in. For the next few minutes, they spent their time discussing their hometowns: Pittsburgh and Boston. They also shared brief information regarding their current occupations. Calvin would talk about being a staff member for a thriving corporation for as long as he wanted.
But at the moment, something distracted him. He couldn’t stop staring at Eugene. Not only was he transfixed with Eugene’s composed and charismatic demeanor, but his soothing tone of voice belonged in a successful nature documentary. Calvin could listen to the other man’s voice all day. It did help him forget about Patricia’s troubles in the airport for at least a few moments. It even made him erase the possibility of looking at the view from out the window once more.
Eugene remarked, “You know, you and I have at least something in common.”
Calvin asked, “And what’s that?”
“Both of our wives aren’t here?”
“Where is yours?”
“She’s still back in Boston. I just had a business meeting at noon, and she’s going to join me tonight when I’m all finished with my work.”
Calvin chuckled. “So that means we’re bound to waste our time in this hotel for the rest of the day.”
Eugene’s smile grew a little larger. He brushed away a few strands of his brown hair from his face. “It doesn’t have to be that way. No one ever said that we shouldn’t be having a little fun without our wives around.”
“What do you suggest we do?”
Calvin suddenly realized how Eugene’s smile reached the equivalent of an enticing woman’s. It seemed too much of a flirtation from Calvin’s perspective.
Eugene leaned over and whispered in Calvin’s ear, “We should just create our own fun. Come over to my room and I’ll show you how. I’m on the eighth floor, in Room 809.”
Despite the soothing whisper in the ear, Calvin had to be honest. “I don’t trust you just yet.”
Eugene’s peaceful chuckle didn’t give off any hints of possible violence. “People are always able to pass the time.”
He stood up and said, “If you’re not interested, then I can understand.”
“But what kind of fun are you talking about?”
“I can’t explain it right now. You’ll just have to see for yourself. It’s been nice knowing you, Calvin. I hope to see you again as soon as possible.”
And with that, he left Calvin alone in the lounge. Calvin watched him disappear into the main hallway. He looked back at the panoramic view of the City of Angels. Everything that happened outside didn’t change, but Calvin’s suspicion did. At first, Eugene seemed to be an ordinary gentleman. But as soon as he mentioned fun in his hotel room, Calvin couldn’t help but distinguish a certain intrigue in the other man’s proposal.
Calvin thought of numerous scenarios that matched with Eugene’s verbal vibrancy. It could have been a card game, or a live broadcast of tonight’s Dodgers game, or even a hiking trail in the San Gabriel Mountains. Calvin couldn’t resist his own curiosity. He slowly tapped his fingers on the armrest. Eugene’s temperament included a certain charisma that made Calvin overlook as many mental doubts as possible. He couldn’t just sit around and leave these questions unanswered.
* * *
He left the lounge and took the elevator alone. When he reached the eighth floor, it didn’t take long for him to find Eugene’s room. He stood just a few feet in front of it. He was alone in the hallway. He couldn’t even hear a slight echo. He stared at the front door and remained motionless. He tried to raise his hand to knock on it, but hesitation had returned for a few moments. He knew that he couldn’t trust someone like Eugene when he had only met him for a few minutes in the lounge. He wished that Eugene didn’t say anything about having fun in his hotel room. So now, the inquisitive state that he had to endure shattered his self-control. He couldn’t reject the temptation that came from such a vague yet captivating offer.
Calvin took a deep breath. He raised his fist and knocked on the door three times. He waited several seconds. He wished that someone would make at least a faint noise in the hallway. It would at least produce a healthy balance when corresponding with intense silence.
The door opened. Eugene showed himself, and when his gaze locked on to Calvin’s own, his enigmatic smile made a welcome return. He still had his green dress shirt on.
“Well, that didn’t take very long.”
Calvin shrugged his shoulders. “I’m here. So what’s this fun time you’ve been talking about? Is it legal?”
Eugene chuckled. “I’m sure it is.”
He opened the door all the way. “Come on in.”
A thorough investigation took place with the use of Calvin’s scrupulous eyesight. From behind Eugene, it looked like an ordinary hotel room. The bed, furniture, curtains, and flat screen TV looked polished and harmless. Like in Calvin’s room, everything had been treated with the newest upgrades.
Eugene asked, “Is there a problem?”
To which Calvin replied, “I’m just making sure that I didn’t make the wrong decision.”
Eugene’s smile would have given a clear indication of what was to come, but Calvin couldn’t decipher it just yet.
Eugene proclaimed, “When the fun starts, you’ll start to think that you made the right one.”
“So is it a card game of some sort? I have to tell you that I’m not much of a gambler.”
“It’s not a card game, but I will say that you’ll have to take a few risks if you want to play.”
Eugene stepped out of the way. “Come in. You won’t regret it.”
Calvin had no other choice. He stepped inside. He could hear Eugene closing the door and locking it.
“This place looks empty.”
When he turned around, he didn’t expect Eugene to show his true colors. The brown-haired man walked right up to him and grabbed him by the shoulders. Calvin was stunned when Eugene gave him a kiss on the lips. The corporate businessman couldn’t do anything. Eugene’s quick actions astonished him so much that he didn’t push Eugene away. The kiss was long and hard, just the way that Calvin’s wife loved to do. Eugene wrapped his arms around him and never moved away from Calvin’s lips.
Calvin had to breathe through his nostrils. He couldn’t blink when he had another man so close to him and giving him something that men generally wouldn’t do to complete strangers. Eugene seemed to enjoy it. He didn’t stop, seeing as how his embrace remained tight and undisruptive. Calvin could feel strands of Eugene’s hair touching his own forehead. He could also feel Eugene’s embrace growing even tighter. Calvin would have hugged him back, but he couldn’t touch anyone who made his move without warning.
When his lips finally moved away from Calvin’s own, Eugene whispered, “This is what I meant.”
Calvin tried to resist the shock that came from Eugene’s hug and kiss. “Why?”
“Hey, I told you that I’m looking for fun.”
Eugene reached down and grabbed something below Calvin’s waist. Calvin narrowed his eyes. He would have never allowed another man to seize his concealed cock.
“Why are you doing that?”
Eugene showed off his trademark smile. “Because I’m tired of being bored.”
Despite keeping his focus on Eugene kissing him again, Calvin could feel a firm grip on his own cock. Eugene caressed it in a swift motion. The pulsation became a good source of encouragement, seeing as how Calvin’s hidden predator grew longer and harder.
Eugene chuckled. “I just made a good catch.”
He pushed Calvin down on the edge of the bed. Calvin sat on the mattress and watched Eugene fall to his knees and undo Calvin’s belt.
Calvin tried to stop him by grabbing his hands. “Aren’t you forgetting that you have a wife?”
Eugene sounded amused when he said, “She’s not here.”
He pushed Calvin’s hands away and unzipped his pants. Calvin could just sit still and watched as Eugene pulled out what he had been searching for. He let out a loud and cheerful sigh. He grabbed hold of Calvin’s enormous producer with both hands and gave it a light stroke with his mischievous fingers.
“I always like guys like you. You always have big ones. And I think I just found the biggest out yet. This’ll be fun.”
Calvin breathed through his nostrils. He couldn’t decide if this had become a dream or a nightmare. “Are you sure you want to do that?”
“Oh, yes. I’m absolutely sure.”
Eugene leaned down and kissed the shaft that he held on to. This was a familiar feeling to Calvin. His wife Patricia held the same standards when playing around with his dick. She would kiss it and lick it before consuming it without pity. Now that Eugene began to do the same thing, the experience changed. It dropped to a more negative stance. It never felt so awkward before, at least in Calvin’s perspective.
Eugene’s lips were tender and moist. It was the right way to kiss the cock. His soft touch would have made Calvin uneasy about his venture to a new territory. But it didn’t. Eugene’s lips and benevolent fingers reminded him of his wife’s own brand of stimulation. He couldn’t ignore the similarities. If he had the brainpower, he would have pretended that Eugene was Patricia standing on her knees and giving his cock a simple way to have fun. He didn’t want to pretend, however. It would have been a terrible way to show some disrespect to his true loved one.
Eugene started to use his tongue to lick the cock all the way from top to bottom. Calvin had to gasp through his clenched teeth. No man would ever deny this delightful feeling. He looked down to see the tongue swirling all around his bulbous tip. This playful motion made him stay seated on the bed. Logic would have propelled him out the door and back into his hotel room. But Eugene did something unexpected. He made Calvin stay and watch as Eugene did all the work.
“That right, Calvin. This is how we do it.”
It didn’t take long for Calvin to see when Eugene would make his next move. He did it immediately. Eugene lowered his head down and had his mouth filled with the top half of Calvin’s cock. It was too long for him to consume the entire thing, though Calvin wished he did. Eugene moved his head up and down as he took advantage of the long and hard prick in front of him. He kept a slow and steady rhythm, stable enough to keep Calvin stuck in suspense.
“Eugene…I can’t believe this is happening.”
Eugene didn’t say anything, either because he couldn’t speak or he just didn’t care. He continued to entice the cock with his wet little mouth while keeping his fingers on its rough surface.
Eugene’s warm saliva and rapid tongue almost made Calvin shiver. “I should say this…but you’re really good.”
He could hear Eugene moan lightly as his head and tongue gained a smooth acceleration. Calvin had to grab hold of the blanket below him. He could feel a familiar feeling arising inside him. He could detect the very same spots on his hips when anticipating a certain eruption that was about to take place.
He closed his eyes for a moment. “I can feel it. If you don’t stop, I’m gonna let it all go inside of you. Do you want that?”
Eugene gave an indirect response by not ceasing his overall operation on Calvin’s massive erection. His mouth grew more aggressive. His fingers held the cock tighter than before. His determination never departed from his main objectives. This would be quite the accomplishment for Eugene if he made someone like Calvin lose control of his common sense and let his newfound temptation take over.
“Yes, Eugene! Do it. Let me spill it all inside of you.”
The tingling sensation from within Calvin’s body reached its limit. He could feel his juices rushing out of him and finding a new home in Eugene’s mouth. Calvin almost gasped. He looked down to see Eugene undeterred by the relocation from the balls to the tongue. The cock was still deep inside his mouth. The experience must have been extravagant for him, seeing as how it didn’t look like he wanted to spit it all out. When Calvin finished with his long-awaited discharge, Eugene finally pulled the cock right out of his mouth. Calvin noticed that only a few drops of his own thick cum settled on the shaft. And surprisingly, none of it landed on Eugene’s green dress shirt.
He wiped off a little residue from his lips with his hand. “I always love it when it’s warm.”
Calvin didn’t know what else to say except for, “You swallowed all of it?”
Eugene chuckled. “It’s almost like a tradition for me.”
Calvin’s cock still leaked a few drops of his remaining export. Eugene leaned down and licked it right off of the skin. None of it managed to land on Calvin’s pants.
A look of satisfaction emerged from Eugene’s eyes. “Aren’t you glad you met someone like me?”
Calvin quickly zipped up his pants. “I think it’s time for me to leave.”
“You can come by at any time before your wife makes it to the airport.”
“I don’t think I’ll be coming back here.”
Eugene pushed away strands of his brown hair away from his forehead. “Oh, there’s always a time to kill the boredom.”
“And you just gave me a good reason to get the hell out of here.”
* * *
Calvin left the room with no other dialogue to give. He took the elevator and returned to his own hotel room. He locked the door and inspected his pants in the bathroom. He looked to see that not a single stain had been imprinted on the fabric. Further examination led to an evaluation of his hidden weapon. Some of Eugene’s saliva had already dried up, but Calvin did not spot any remainders of his juices on the skin.
He washed his hands and lay on his bed. After what he had experienced, he couldn’t wait to see Patricia again. She should have been the one who swallowed his cum, and not by some male stranger whose dirty little secret had been revealed. Calvin closed his eyes, but he couldn’t take a nap. His mind had nothing but memories of Eugene’s dirty deed. He remembered everything that transpired behind closed doors, from the kiss to the ejaculation.
Eugene’s determination to arouse Calvin in a very natural way was a strange one. The oral specialist would have kept quiet about his secret pastime. But he chose Calvin for a reason. He did say that he admired men who pleased their wives in the best way possible. According to him, size equaled ecstasy. Choosing Calvin out of every other man in this five-star hotel seemed to have denoted the status of Calvin’s aptitude from down below. He hated to admit it, but he felt that Eugene made a good point about it.
He sat up from his bed. Now he couldn’t stop thinking about what Eugene had done to him. It felt quite satisfying, even if his standard moral code had forbid any mischievous dealings with another man. He pulled out his smartphone from his pocket and checked the time. He still had several more hours before Patricia’s plane would make its landing in Los Angeles. He sighed. Knowing full well that he had nothing to do at this time, he tried to think of various locations where he would spend his time alone.
But every time he thought of a certain destination in or around the city, his mind had been led back to Eugene and his purpose. It was almost as if Calvin needed something special to pass the time. He groaned in annoyance. He got up from his bed and left his room. He would have to do a little improvisation when on the streets. He didn’t want to stay in the hotel with a man who kept something dirty from his own wife. He didn’t care if he found an electronics store or a movie theater or even the city library. If he had the opportunity to forget about Eugene, then he would take it.
He stood in front of the elevator and pressed the button to go down. As he waited, something interesting happened in his thoughts. Someone like him would have detested Eugene for cheating against his own principles. But only a part of him felt that way. A different opinion had emerged. The other half of his mind believed the mental disgust to be false. It told him to keep it as a good memory of his trip to Los Angeles. Calvin took a slow deep breath. He started to see Eugene in less of a negative light. He couldn’t deny the proficiency of it all. Eugene sucked his dick, and he did a good job of it. It almost made Calvin forget that his own wife would meet him again.
Almost.
The elevator doors finally opened. Calvin would have entered the elevator, if only he saw someone other than Eugene waiting inside it. And in this case, he stood still. Eugene was alone in the elevator. His appearance didn’t change at all. He wore the same clothes as before, and his little charismatic smile still didn’t cease to exist.
Calvin didn’t know whether to step inside or not. He stared straight into Eugene’s flirtatious eyes and never looked away. There would always be an almost hypnotic quality in Eugene’s stare, and Calvin couldn’t avoid it.
Both men didn’t move until Eugene asked, “So what are you waiting for?”
Calvin would have said that he would be waiting for the next elevator. Interestingly enough, he couldn’t give that sort of response. Sighing, he stepped inside and stood alongside Eugene, who pressed the button to go down. The doors closed, and they remained as silent as possible.
Calvin didn’t have anything to say. He could feel the elevator descend toward the lower floors.
Eugene asked, “So where are you going?”
Calvin decided not to look straight at him. “I’m going somewhere.”
“Aren’t you going to be specific?”
“I’m going to the city library.”
“That sounds rather tedious. Are you sure you don’t want to do something else other than read books during your vacation?”
“I’d ask for a suggestion, but I already know what you’re going to say.”
“If you already know it, then I’m guessing you’re still thinking about it.”
“And what’s your point?”
“You’ve been wondering if I’ll still be in my room waiting for you. Tell me if I’m wrong.”
Calvin let out a deep slow sigh. He still kept his eyes away from the other man. “I really hate you right now.”
Eugene chuckled. “Is because you’re jealous that you should have met me sooner?”
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. Two middle-aged Hispanic men stepped inside and pressed a button for the twentieth floor. The elevator ascended to the higher levels again. Both Calvin and Eugene stood behind the two Hispanic men, who faced the opposite direction. Calvin couldn’t say a word when encountering those who would pay attention to something they didn’t deserve to hear. He, however, finally turned to the left of him and managed to lock his gaze on Eugene. And he didn’t expect him to wink.
That didn’t catch Calvin off-guard. In fact, he welcomed it.
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. The two Hispanic men stepped outside and disappeared into the hallway. Calvin and Eugene were alone again.
Eugene whispered, “Where would you like to go NOW?”
Calvin narrowed his eyes. Everything that he had opposed since the afternoon was immediately erased. When the doors closed once again, he could no longer handle his newfound primitive nature. He grabbed Eugene by the shoulders and pulled him closer. He shared the first kiss that he had ever given back to his new companion. Eugene clearly didn’t object to this, since he wrapped his arms around Calvin’s neck and did pull himself away from the latter’s lips. The two men shared their personal embrace in the elevator with no one else observing the action.
Calvin never felt so comfortable with another man standing so close to him. With their first encounter, he did gain a little more experience for this sort of occasion. Now, he didn’t even try to fight back. Eugene’s warm lips calmed him down.
Their kiss would have lasted longer, but Calvin set his gaze on the buttons near the doors. He pressed the button which would lead them to the eighth floor.
He whispered to Eugene, “I just have one question.”
“What is it?”
“What if your wife finds out about this?”
Eugene chuckled. “She already has. She found out about me a little while ago.”
Calvin raised an eyebrow. “And what did she say?”
“Let’s just say that she would have loved it if she watched the two of us in bed together.”
That sounded so dirty from Eugene that Calvin couldn’t help but accept the curiosity that came along with it.
* * *
Once they entered Room 809, they didn’t hesitate in the slightest. Eugene would be the first one to undress. He did in front of Calvin, who hoped that he would never have to look away due to unforeseen distractions. Eugene made sure that not a single piece of clothing had stayed on his body. He tossed his shirt, pants, and boxer shorts to the side. Now, Calvin had the opportunity to view his healthy hairless skin from top to bottom. He rubbed his chin as he enjoyed the observation from a few feet away.
Eugene was simply marvelous to look at. He could tell that the man had taken care of himself just like Calvin. His overall slim physique did wonders to Calvin’s brainpower. It told him to keep his traditional motives in neglect and let his primal instincts take control.
Eugene remarked, “I can hardly wait for you to let yourself loose.”
Calvin immediately took his own clothes off and threw them in the same pile that Eugene had created on the floor.
Eugene looked down at his beautiful erection and almost gasped. “Oh, I missed it so much. I’m so glad that I can see it again.”
He pulled Calvin closer to his king-sized bed, something that gave off a new impression when the latter set his eyes on it. The same bed was now an anticipation to look forward to.
But Calvin did find something else that bothered him. “Wait, I’m still convinced that it’s not as easy as it looks.”
Eugene chuckled. “Oh, you don’t have to worry. I’ll guide you through it. It’s actually really simple.”
He pointed at his bed. “Lie on your back.”
Calvin complied with Eugene’s simple instruction. He lay on the bed and waited for the next step.
Eugene joined him on the soft and cozy surface. “Just lay there while I show you how it’s done.”
Calvin welcomed the other man’s soothing voice. It did assist in the relaxation required for such private practice.
Eugene faced him when falling to his knees and taking a seat on Calvin’s lap. Calvin could see the tip of Eugene’s dick touching his bellybutton. It almost felt ticklish when coming in contact with the outer rim.
Eugene grabbed something from behind him, which turned out to be the cock that he had been yearning for since the early afternoon. Calvin could feel the hand giving his personal instrument a light stroke before the big race. It almost made him shiver.
“You’ve had some experience. I can tell.”
Eugene began to lower himself right on top of Calvin’s erection. “It’ll be just like how Patricia does it.”
“How can I be so sure?”
“I just have to show you.”
Calvin watched as Eugene pushed his lower entrance right onto the tip of Calvin’s cock. In a slow motion built for anticipation, the cock began to slide right into him. Eugene squeezed his eyes shut and didn’t say a word. Calvin could only assume that he had rarely found a man with a cock as long and hard as his own.
Eugene gasped when the entire cock had been inserted inside him. He tried to hide the pain, but he couldn’t. He may have failed to demonstrate the lightness of the situation, but Calvin thought otherwise.
“Too big for you, huh?”
Eugene had to stop gritting his teeth. “No…it’s just a rough start, I guess.”
He couldn’t stop squeezing his eyes shut. His first moan seemed to have represented the excruciating pain that came along with the deep insertion.
The struggle in his voice gave absolute proof of the matter. “I didn’t lie when I said it was the biggest one yet.”
Calvin could look at the aching on Eugene’s face. For some odd reason, it intrigued him. Patricia enjoyed the cock all the time, but Eugene looked like it started to hurt him. It was a different reaction, and Calvin welcomed the change.
“Don’t stop. Keep going. I’m starting to like it.”
Eugene didn’t quit. He stayed seated on Calvin’s lap while moving his hips up and down. The cock inside him would have worked better with the proper lubrication, but Calvin didn’t care for it. He watched as Eugene tried hard to tolerate the massive length and size that he had to endure. Everything about him, however, failed to hide the truth. His forcefully closed eyes, his clenched teeth, and heavy breathing made it clear that Calvin had become an obstacle for him.
The man who lay on the bed couldn’t help but grow amused by Eugene’s struggle. “You should get used to it by now. Patricia already did.”
Eugene just nodded. “All I have to do…is try.”
His entire body trembled. He kept his slow rhythmic bouncing as steady as possible, even if his own asshole couldn’t handle something as massive as Calvin’s stiffness.
Calvin grabbed hold of Eugene’s thighs and tried to help calm the latter down by whispering, “Don’t fight it. Enjoy it. It’s not pain. It’s just too much pleasure.”
Eugene looked at him with an agonized expression. “Yeah, you’re right. It’s just too much pleasure, that’s all.”
He couldn’t stop clenching his teeth, though. Calvin just let him do his own thing, even if it hurt him on the inside.
This would be a good time to give a compliment. “You’re doing pretty well, Eugene. I’m not having second thoughts.”
Amidst the internal struggle, Eugene managed to crack a little smile. “That is so good to know.”
Calvin’s cock enjoyed being surrounded by excessive warmth originating from the walls that it touched. The strong caressing motion made it grow even stiffer. It helped in providing Calvin the right mood for such an occasion. He had never done it with another man before, and after what happened just an hour ago, this was too good of a chance to be ignored.
Eugene’s movements began to pick up speed, providing a better chance for the cock to enjoy a more plausible eruption. Calvin could feel his five senses gradually rising to their more invigorating ranks. This familiar feeling brought back good memories, but this time, he didn’t mind the difference. If Patricia could withstand the storm that came from their escapades, then Eugene would most definitely do the same.
He growled at Eugene as a positive gesture. “I can tell that you’re a real pro.”
Eugene picked up speed. “Yes, I am. You should have seen how well the other guys fucked me in the ass.”
Calvin could only imagine the other gentlemen who accepted Eugene’s offer.
Now, Eugene’s tempo was the quickest by far. He bounced up and down in a frenetic motion. He swung his head back and forth while wailing like a city hooker on a good day. Calvin had seen this image before. The only difference would be that Eugene didn’t have long brown hair swinging in the air. This drove him to take the lead.
Calvin sat up straight and kept Eugene tight in his arms. He thrust his strong cock upwards with a speed that he grew comfortable with, namely fast.
“That’s right. This one’s for you!”
Eugene almost screamed. “Yes! Fuck me hard! Make it burn!”
Calvin could feel his own temperature rising, with the sweat forming in his forehead giving absolute proof of his conviction. The repetition in his upward motion did wonders to his companion’s behavior. Eugene kept his mouth wide open with astonishment. His eyes were still squeezed shut, and his intense moaning were the direct result of the pain and pleasure instilled inside the lower half of his body. More and more heat had been applied to Calvin’s prestigious beast. Sheer intensity became the norm. He didn’t stop, and he didn’t want to. His embrace stayed the same, but his acceleration almost made him lose his balance.
Eugene cried, “Oh…it feels like…I’m being…bombarded…on the inside! Shit…it really IS the biggest one!”
Calvin almost laughed. “You asked for it, you’re getting it.”
He wanted more from this new experience. Rarely did he change his routines when dealing with such a dilemma. Now that his encounter with another man didn’t feel so miserable at all, he welcomed the novelty bestowed upon him. It took only a few seconds for him to realize what Patricia’s judgment could mean to their relationship. And then, he ignored it completely. He had so much fun banging Eugene with full force that he hardly detested him for showing him a new way to kill the time.
“Harder, Calvin! Act like you mean it!”
Calvin could feel the technology inside of him readying its official launch. The growing sensation in his hips made him rise to the occasion. His central mechanics reached its boiling point. Everything that led to this point would end with Eugene being loaded with Calvin’s syrupy features.
“Shit, it’s here!”
Calvin held Eugene tight as the strong flow from his body made a swift transfer into another. He could feel his thick cum flooding Eugene’s tight tube and drenching his own shaft in the process. He stopped his upward motions and calmed down. Eugene relaxed in his firm embrace. The two of them breathed so heavily that it almost represented possible hyperventilation. Luckily, it didn’t happen, and Calvin stayed seated on the bed with bits of his juices bursting out of Eugene’s plugged pipe and landing on the blanket below.
He looked straight into Eugene’s eyes. It was quite astonishing. This unfamiliar fixation between them had grown on him.
“So it happened. It actually happened.”
Eugene kissed him on the lips and trapped him in his tight embrace. “God, it hurts down there. And I can’t help but want a little more from you.”
Calvin shook his head. “I can’t imagine what Patricia’s going to say.”
Eugene’s next kiss was slower and lighter, a good way to ease the tension in both warm bodies. “If my wife always loves it when I get fucked by another man, then I’m sure yours would feel the same way.”
Calvin didn’t have time to think about it. “Yeah, I guess she would.”
* * *
It didn’t end there. The hunger didn’t stop for Calvin. His complete dominion over his new friend didn’t have an expiration date just yet. Just because the sun went down and the evening began didn’t mean the two married men would find another way to pass the time before they got together with their wives again. And this time, Calvin no longer relied on a few skeptical thoughts that provided the path to a conventional receipt. He had free reign over his mental doubts, and he made them disappear when he used his dick in the best way possible. He wasn’t even that hungry. His testosterone was more important than his appetite. He would skip dinner if he had to.
Eugene was now on his hands and knees on the bed, giving Calvin enough of a good reason to benefit from the first half of their vacation. He grabbed Eugene by the hips and drove his cock deep into his hole yet again. He looked down at Eugene’s bare back and it almost reminded him of Patricia’s back when he indulged in their typical marital fun. His hips and Eugene’s buttocks produced a loud and constant smacking noise, which demonstrated his true strength. He wished he could see Eugene’s face at the moment. The distressing look would have been such a delight to see.
He heard Eugene moan at such a high volume that his earth-shattering forward propulsion may have been the direct cause of his pain. His loud wailing made it seem as if Calvin’s massive cock started to jumble his organs around inside his body. Calvin felt certain that the guests in the next room would bang on the wall. But he kept going. Eugene may have undergone a more intense treatment from within, but his cries meant nothing. Calvin ran the show, and he would do everything he could to make the grand finale a complete success.
Minutes had passed, and Calvin already gave the hint that he didn’t choose to stop anytime soon. He didn’t know how long he had been plugging Eugene’s hole, but he didn’t care. Even if it did go on for a few dozen minutes, he would keep going. The experimentation led by his new companion still didn’t tire him out. The sweat on his body, as well as the rising temperature in the room, meant nothing to him. He never lasted this long when his wife joined him in their bedroom. Maybe Eugene had a special talent, something that aroused a hidden spirit within Calvin’s heart and soul. Whatever the reason would be, Calvin kept his craving undeterred by pointless disturbances.
He lay right on Eugene’s back and showed him that he still had plenty of potency trapped in his cock.
“It hurts so good, Calvin! It hurts so good!”
That was exactly what he wanted to hear from his bedroom buddy.
He grabbed Eugene by the shoulders and ignored the rising heat that culminated from his cock and the hole it infiltrated.
“I can feel it coming. You’re going to take my cum and you’re going to like it!”
It would have to be inevitable at this point. A similar thrilling sensation from within Calvin’s body had finally revealed its first appearance. He readied himself for the full incursion that came along with their novel encounter. He kept his swift rhythmic thrusts at the same speed. The only difference would be that he felt the flow from within growing intense. As soon as he reached his limit, he would fill Eugene up with as much juice as he could. It felt intriguing the first time, and it grew to be an amazing experience during the second. The third time would be the fitting finale that both men deserved.
Calvin yelled, “You want it, don’t you? You want it all up in the ass!”
Eugene moaned as loud as he could. “Yes! I want more of it!”
Calvin just let it happen. The funny feeling in his hips returned.
“Oh, fuck!”
He reached his limit. He drove his cock as deep as he could into the hole he endlessly assaulted. Eugene screamed as the final eruption took place inside his lower canal.
Calvin relaxed his body immediately after his instant success. He lay right on Eugene’s back and took deep breaths to help alleviate his natural adrenaline. He could feel a drop of sweat falling on the mattress. He liked to think he did his job well done. He had never used so much vivacity when he did it with Patricia, and yet somehow, someone like Eugene managed to make him draw on an alternative. An alternative that brought him higher than anything that he dealt with in the past.
He looked down at Eugene’s hairless back. It looked so smooth and fair. He kissed Eugene on the shoulder to reveal his true feelings.
“You get a whole lot of praise from me.”
He could feel Eugene’s body moving up and down owing to his deep breathing.
The man at the bottom replied, “See? I told you it would be worth it.”
“Yeah, I really wish I could fuck you all night. This is my new way of passing the time when Patricia’s not around.”
“I feel the same way.”
But then, Calvin heard a short and recognizable sound that came from the floor. It made him pull out of Eugene and jump right out of bed.
“It could be important.”
The flashing light on the top corner signified that someone had just sent him a text message. He grabbed the smartphone from off the floor and checked to see who sent him a message. He held his breath when he read that his wife had just made it to the hotel and now she waited for him on the fifteenth floor.
As soon as Calvin exited the screen, Eugene asked, “Who is it from?”
“It’s from Patricia. She says that she’s waiting for me in the lounge.”
Eugene smiled rolled out of bed and hugged his companion from behind. “Let’s go together. I can’t wait to meet one of the luckiest women in the world.”
Calvin looked down to see several drops of cum falling to the floor behind Eugene. “Are you sure about that?”
“It never hurts to meet new people.”
* * *
After taking their quick showers, Calvin and Eugene put their clothes back on and left the room. They took the elevator and reached the fifteenth floor. Nothing really changed in the lounge, but with fewer people at this time. From out the window, the sky showed off his darkest shades for the night. It didn’t take long for Calvin to find Patricia seated in one of the sofas in the center of the room. Another woman, a brunette, had taken a seat beside her and it appeared that they held a casual conversation. Calvin didn’t see the other woman before.
As soon as she spotted her husband, Patricia stood up and gave him a hug and kiss. And then, she signaled Eugene for a handshake, to which he accepted.
He smiled. “I see that you’ve met my wife Melanie.”
Calvin almost froze for a split second. One good look at Melanie and he couldn’t tell whether to try and keep quiet or just run off and leave for Pittsburgh as soon as possible.
Patricia noticed the worried look on his face. “Is there a problem, honey?”
Calvin replied, “No, there’s no problem.”
“Really? Are you sure you’re not hiding something from me?”
“Why would I hide something from you?”
“So I guess I should know anything about how you liked fucking Eugene in the ass?”
Calvin cleared his throat to hide his uneasiness.
Eugene chuckled. “I see that you’ve been talking a whole lot about him and me.”
Melanie folded her arms across her chest. “I should have taken an earlier flight. I would have loved to see how hard he’s been fucking you.”
Patricia appeared amused. “So the two of you got along extremely well?”
Calvin slid his fingers across his short hair. “You might say that.”
Patricia’s little smile was similar to Eugene’s own. “I hope you still have a little juice left, because I can’t wait to see you fuck him for real.”
Melanie giggled as she grabbed her husband by the arm and gave it a little hug. “Oh, you’ll love it. Eugene absolutely loves big dicks. It’ll be like watching porn, but this time the actors will give superb performances.”
“So what do you say, Calvin? Do you still have the strength?”
Calvin sighed. “I’ll see what happens.”