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By (user no longer on site) OP
1 day ago
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The day at work was pretty low key, my mind elsewhere. Thoughts mainly on hoping Jake was genuine, that he matched his pictures, and that he was as nervous as me. The hotel was close to my work but we hadn't discussed that part of our lives in too much detail. Only that we did not work in the same industry so we had no fears of bumping into each other at work, even away from home. I got a couple of emails through the day and I replied when I could. I decided to wrap things up about 4pm and head to the hotel. We hadn't swapped face pics. A mutual decision. As I got closer to the hotel I looked at every guy walking by me in the opposite direction. Wondering. It made no difference. I had no idea. Just that he had dark hair, a slight gut, and a sizeable cock. I can't speak for the last one but the first two evidently describes half of the Dublin males i saw. I decided just to check in, have a shower and head straight back out. The temptation was huge whilst in the shower, but I decided just to give my balls a quick freshen up with the razor, despite being done the night before, and held off the temptation to wank. If possible, i wanted my load to be enjoyed. Not wasted.
I hadn't heard from Jake in a couple of hours. My thoughts went to him obviously leading me on. I would be a bit pissed off but it just end up being the same as any other time. I'd go for a few beers on my own, back to the hotel, check fab for any other hotel guests, draw a blank, have a wank. I still hasn't heard from him.after 5pm. Our arranged meet time however he was going to let me know his whereabouts after work. I popped a blue pill and just went to my usual haunts, Sinnets Bar then the Temple Bar area.
I hadn't heard from Jake in a couple of hours. My thoughts went to him obviously leading me on. I would be a bit pissed off but it just end up being the same as any other time. I'd go for a few beers on my own, back to the hotel, check fab for any other hotel guests, draw a blank, have a wank. I still hasn't heard from him.after 5pm. Our arranged meet time however he was going to let me know his whereabouts after work. I popped a blue pill and just went to my usual haunts, Sinnets Bar then the Temple Bar area. I liked the walk, the hustle and bustle of the nightlife. We had discussed bars we liked to visit on our trips there and he could have easily been in the bars I visited. I didn't know who I was looking for. After pint 5 I decided to call it a night. Go back and do my fab search from my room. As I got back to the hotel I got into the lift. The man appeared in a hurry and re-pressed the 6th floor button I had already selected. Once on the 6th floor he darted out, not saying a word. I got to my room, chucked my phone on the bed and went for a shower. I stood disappointed, hands on the tiled wall of the walk in shower. No door, just a glass panel from floor to ceiling. Having had 5 pints and a little care free I thought fuck it, walked from the shower, picked up my phone from the bed, grabbed a pink lace thong from my bag and went back to the running shower. I propped it up and started to record. Soaping my body, cock growing, straining the material. I started to wank hard and fast. I wanted to cum so hard. Ping. An email popped up mid wank, mid recording. I grabbed a towel, stopped recording and opened it up. It was Jake. So so so sorry he said. I went for a pint and my colleagues came and surprised me in the pub. My battery died so I couldn't get in touch or charge my phone. My cock still solid, my soapy wank in panties had made me incredibly horny. I replied, which resulted in quickfire messages to and fro -
Ben (me) - which floor are you on?
J- 6th. You?
B - same. You got and lace with you?
J - yes
B - room 608, door will be ajar in a minute.
J - you wearing?
B - come find out.
I left the shower running, went and opened the door and placed a coat hanger to keep it from closing. I went back to the shower and put music on my phone in the bathroom. My cock rigid beyond belief. Am I actually doing this? A few minutes pass. I can't hear anything so totally unaware of he has entered the room. The steam build up in the bathroom partially cleared as the bathroom door opened. A very polite London accent said 'I thought I heard the shower', I didn't look, but after with a bit of movement at the door I felt someone walk in behind me. Instantly his hand feels my ass, followed by my cock. I reach back. He's in a lace thong too..... |
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