The night I had my first experience was after a mixup at the hotel we were staying at. My reservation was missing, and I had to share a room with a fellow from the company. It was already late, and we went up to the room, two double beds, and he said he was going to get ready. He went into the bathroom in his underwear and t shirt and came out in his t shirt no underwear. He walked over to me, I was sitting in the only chair in the room with the tv on, and he stood beside me. He got closer. His dick under his t shirt. He got a little closer. His dick was only a couple of inches from my nose. When his dick touched my lips all I could do was open my mouth for it. I sucked my first dick that night. When I say sucked, I mean sucked him to completion, getting a mouthful and some up my nose.Â
We lay on the bed watching the overhead fan turn. He had his hand around my dick and told me he was the man there. I understood. He was going to do the honors and I was waiting. It was slow and measured, bit by bit, until he got himself all the way in, balls deep and I was thinking how good it was when he started slamming in and out on me. Hard, fast, thrusting, withdrawing, thrusting again, hard and he came. His breathing hard, his body weight on me. I lay there under him, his warm body on me. I didn't want him to move. I could feel his dick in my crack. I wanted more. I had to wait. He came again and then we separated. I lay on my back holding his dick in my hand.Â
I bent over and sucked his dick clean. He was the man that night and my job was to please him.
