I did not notice that the man had now entered
the room, wearing just a towel. I was startled when I saw him. He was standing
there, at the doorway of the kitchen, silent, his arms crossed across his
chest, a serious tone and slightly menacing look on his bearded face. I greeted
him and told him that I was from room service and that I would be finished
setting up shortly, then while trembling a bit, went on my duties.
In an unsympathetic voice full of authority, he asked how long had
I been in the room?” I froze, my heartbeat was racing, and this must have shown
when I did not reply immediately and in fact found it very difficult to
communicate anything that made any sense. I was feeling a mixture of excitement
and fear which made any cohesive action or response impossible. He walked
towards me and stared straight into my eyes. I looked away from the deep stare,
looked across the room and avoid the stare looked down, and saw the shape of
his cock molded by the towel. He caught on that, there was a spark in his eyes
suddenly. He then said, “so, you liked what you saw huh?” while pushing his
lower body slightly towards me. I nodded trying to get out of the kitchen,
embarrassed, like a child caught stealing a sweet. He would not move though and
stood there in the way, caught my shoulder with his big hairy hand, and held me
there for a moment.
“Now that’s not a nice way of making me feel
welcome my friend! How about you giving me a drink from that bar there, and you
can tell me a bit about what you saw there huh?” Startled and in amazement at
the situation, I was still shaking, feeling a complete lack of confidence,
overwrought and tense, yet somewhat starting to feel a warmth of self-assurance
when his tone became friendly and
inviting.
He dropped his towel on the floor. “Would that
help?” his cock was perking up, thick, hairy based and uncut. His thick balls
were hanging, also hairy. He asked if I liked what I saw, again I nodded, and
that clearly provoked a reaction on his cock that flicked up a couple of time
in excitement. He asked if I wanted to taste it, and again I nodded, speechless
and transfixed. I kneeled in front of him, he stepped towards me and without
anymore ceremonies slid his cock inside my mouth. It was thick, about 5 or 6
inches long, it tasted slightly salty because of the precum that was now oozing
out. I went on to lick his cock, along the shaft, his balls, taking each one in
my mouth gently pulling. He was getting more and more turned on, helping me
along the way with his hands at the back of my head, gently pushing and
pulling.
He grunted and I felt excited, I went deeper
and deeper with each of his moans. I continued blowing him, accelerating the
pace slightly, feeling his grip holding the back of my head and he then shot
his load straight in my mouth, hot, creamy, relentless, tasting sweet and
thick. We stayed there motionless for a short while. In my excitement I had
come, this was unprovoked, shortly after he started to come, I was so excited,
I fell the surge and when his thick spunk hit the back of my throat, I felt my
warm sticky cum spurting out in my pants.
