Hotel Hook-up

by Piper (fiction) I was bored out of my mind and my new job had yet to start. Fresh out of the Corps I was 160 pounds of 3 mile humping, PT driven Devil Dog!! And it had been a while since I had any male bonding..... I remember a buddy once telling me that in the neighboring city of G--- there was a Hilton with a pool, workout center, and sauna in the basement, and occasionally there was action between the business men staying there. I got on the interstate and drove up to it (you could see it from the highway going into the city). I parked and took the elevators all the way up, got out, and took them all the way down to the basement. On the bottom floor around a hallway was the entry to the fitness center. A small but pretty well-equipped weight room with a few treadmills. Past that was a glass/screened pool and whirlpool. There was a woman sunning herself outside, but other than that it was dead quiet, except for CNN droning on a ceiling mounted TV. Immediately to the right was a door to the head (the bathroom). I went in the head and there was the usual sinks and mirrors and a couple of stalls. There was also a row of small lockers and a door to the sauna. Opposite that door, all the way past the johns was a door to a single shower. Nice set up. I found a stack of hospitality towels and stripped down out of my street clothes and tucked them into a tiny locker. I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked maybe two steps to the sauna door. There was one little lightbulb lighting a sauna about the size of a walk in closet. In the dim light I could see a man on the top of the two rows available. He had one leg crossed over the other, but looked to be nude. So I pulled my towel off, set it on the lower bench in the opposite corner and sat down. In my quick glance at him I figured him to be about my age, late twenties. He had black hair and dark eyes. Wide shoulders, good pecs, a bit of a gut--not sloppy fat, but definitely downed some brews on the weekend. Judging from his beefy arms and legs he played ball in high school and maybe college. He was unshaven, but only a day or two, not a beard. A little hair on his chest between his nipples, nothing on his abs at all. “Pretty good heat,” I said. He grunted affirmatively. I heard a page turn. He had a magazine. There was along silence. I felt the bench move as he put his other foot down. I wanted to glance over but thought it best to stay cool right then. Then he got up and stepped down to the wooden slats on the floor. I peeked up a bit to see he wasn’t nude at all, but wearing a skimpy leopard print brief. In the dim light the golden browns and blacks made his crotch looked naked! I wanted to kick myself for scaring the guy off--I just plopped in and got naked. I should have kept my towel on. Oh, well, I thought, I’ll just sweat for a bit then maybe catch a shower. There was no action here today. The place was dead and the parking lot was practically empty. I leaned back and put my elbows up on the bench behind me. I was just starting to get really hot when the door creaked open again. He came back in, this time carrying a razor and a towel and this time naked! His dick was shrouded in a small bush of black fur. He put his towel down just like I did and sat down on it, then he started scraping his cheeks and chin with the razor. “Does that work good for you?” I asked after a few minutes. His voice was softer than I expected, “ Oh yeah, I love it.” I ran my hand over the back of my head, I was still sporting a fine high and tight (only bristles on the back and sides, almost two inches on top), “I should try that on my skull--beats the barber.” “Yeah.” More silence--except the scrape scrape scrape of his razor. I got hot and decided to cool down a bit. I got up, stretched, and took my towel and headed for the door. “You coming back?” He asked. Didn’t know what to make of that, “Uh, yeah, after a quick shower to cool down a bit.” “That’s cool. I like to switch off.” (Man I wanted two switch off with him!!) I threw the towel over my shoulder and walked past the sinks and stalls to the shower door. I turned in, and out of the corner of my eye I saw a bit of flesh lit in the doorway window of the sauna. He had to have moved to get that view. I took a quick shower with cold, but jacked a bit to keep my dick from retreating from the cold. It didn’t take much because I was thinking this meeting could go places. I went to the locker and pulled out my ditty bag. In the bottom of the zipper side pocket I found my emergency stay-over stuff. An old toothbrush, field mirror, razor, and even some speed stick--hey you never know when a chance meeting will turn into an overnighter!! And living on base meant not wanting to be driving back all the time! I got the mirror and razor and headed back to the sauna dripping wet. When I walked in my buddy was sitting there where he had been--not where he could see out the door--legs spread wide still scraping away at his neck. His dick was definitely more pronounced than before and his nuts were visible now, hanging down almost to the towel. I sat down and said, “Sounds like a good idea.” And held up my field mirror to shave too. I had dry shaved many times in the last 6 years, so it was no big deal. “What’s that?” I looked over. My shaving partner was gesturing to the mirror with his razor. “My field mirror, just a piece of metal we use in the Corps. No glass, pretty sturdy if you don’t scratch it up,” I explained turning it around in my fingers and tapping it on the bench. I held it out to him and he took it. “That’s pretty nice.” He started to hand it back, “No, go ahead and see where you missed,” I said. “Thanks.” I noticed his cock was a little harder than before. There was something erotic about men shaving. I know it was always cool in the one of my first barracks where there were common heads and there would be a line of jarheads shaving in various stages of undress. Of course here we were naked as mice in a hot sauna. I shaved my neck and cheeks by feel, then did my upper lip and chin. I didn’t do my skull at all. I think I was done pretty fast--again, we didn’t meander in the field. My buddy was still scraping along. So I took the leap. I looked up and over to him he was definitely shaving one cheek over and over. His dick wasn’t rock hard but was firm. So I spread my legs really far apart and pulled my semi-hard dick up and against my lower abs with my left hand. With my right I tugged my loose nuts down a bit and then ran the razor over my scrotum. I hadn’t done it in a few months so the fine hairs were back to normal. I shaved down from the bottom of my dick to the bottom of my nutsack. Then did the sides. I pretended not to notice my buddy was silent and not shaving anymore. After I finished both the right and left sides of my sack, I used my left hand to pull my balls up and hold my dick away. Then I shaved the back portion down between my legs. I had to wipe the razor a few times on my towel. I ran my fingers over my sack to check for missed spots. As I finished up my partner finally spoke, this time even softer. “I’ve never seen that done before.” I looked up, “What? Shaved nuts? Ever seen a porno movie?” He frowned, then grinned, “I mean I’ve never seen a guy do that before.” “Aw, it’s great, especially with the hot weather coming, cools those bad boys off a bit. And the ladies love it.” He smiled bigger now, “Yeah?” “Oh yeah, half of ‘em will lick your nuts more if you’re shaved, and the sensation is great too.” “Chicks do hate getting hair in their mouths...” he said. I kept talking, “The guys in my battalion did it alot in the field. It was kinda like a running joke--’have you shaved down there today?’” “Male comradarie, huh? Well I don’t know about shaving anywhere near my pickle.” “Your ‘pickle’? I haven’t heard that before,” I said laughing. At that I grabbed the head of my “pickle’ and tugged down, I ran the razor up my shaft to “clear” a better path, then I did the sides of the shaft where a few stray strands hung down. I was looking cool and clean now! “Is it smooth?” He asked. I ran my fingers over my ball sack, “Oh yeah, feels good.” His hand started to reach over, then he thought the better of it. FUCK! [During this conversation I should note that we could hear more noise echoing from outside. It sounded like a group of kids were attacking the pool.] “These guys have to shave almost everything,” he said holding up his copy of a muscle magazine. So that’s what he was reading. I held out my hand and he handed it to me. There were some awesome guys in there. Soon we were talking about this one and that. Then we got to a spread on some women athletes. They looked like college guys in wigs. Not titties at all! “You like that?” I asked pointing to a leather tanned woman with no female characteristics at all. “No way man, I want to be the stronger of the two in the bed,” he laughed. A kid burst into the head and ran to a stall. “I guess our quiet time is over,” he said. I nodded and pulled my towel up to cover my gonads, “our special fleeting moment is gone.” He stood up and handed me my mirror--which I had forgotten all about, “Thanks for the use of this.” “Sure man,” I said as he wrapped his towel around his waist, “You sure you don’t want to try to shave your boys?” He paused. I hoped. “Well, we can’t down here,” he said slowly, “we’ve lost all our privacy.” Like WE had to have PRIVACY for him to shave his own nuts. “I’ll show you how upstairs if you want.” He thought a second, “I’ve got more magazines too.” “Great,” I said and grabbed up my stuff. I pulled on my T shirt and shorts after toweling the sweat off. He took a quick shower and pulled on some shorts and a tank top, while a couple of kids discovered the sauna and took turns counting to ten while a brave one stood in the heat. We walked up to the elevators talking about some weight lifters diet program that promised steriod-driven results. We got to his floor and walked to his door. He fumbled for his key card and managed to drop it. He WAS nervous. Good, that meant more than reading magazines with a total stranger! I followed him into a very nice big room. He stopped into the bathroom and hunted for the bar of soap and turned the water on hot. He dropped his shorts and moistened his nuts with soap and water. I watched as this guy, naked from the waist down pretended that we were just going to have a class in pubic hair removal. I played along, “Okay, get the razor hot. Then move your dick away. Now just run the blade down, yeah, from the base to the edge of your balls. Good. See you did it. Now rinse it off really well.” “Kinda stings--do I put after shave on it?” I laughed out loud, “Only if you want to go into orbit, dude!” “Feels smooth,” he said, then ran the blade down again, towards his right side. I moved in closer, “Now be careful, you don’t want to nick yourself, pull your sack away from your thigh. Spread your legs more.” He wasn’t getting it. I dropped my shorts and demonstrated, “See, pull the skin tight and away, then the blade doesn’t have any creases to catch on.” I pulled my nuts back so he could see. His dick was getting harder by the stroke. “Okay, now lift ‘em up and shave the back.” He did it then found a few hairs he missed, “How far back do you go?” “Between your legs?” I asked then lifted up my nuts so he could see, “I usually do it to just my scrotum, but I have gone all the way back to my asshole.” “Really?” “Yeah, depends on the kind of party I’m doing,” I explained, “But it works better to lay down.” Slight pause and we moved into the bed room area. I sat on the edge of the foot of the bed and leaned back. I took his razor and ran it down between my spread legs, from the base of my nuts down to the crease of my ass. He was hard now. His “pickle” was a good five incher and standing tall. “See feels good,” I ran my hand down between my legs, “Your legs aren’t too hairy, you could shave all the way.” He sat down next to me and took the razor and tried it himself. He was smooth in a few strokes. “Now lay all the way back and pull your knees up,” I said. Carefully he ran the blade to the very edge of his ass. “You missed a spot,” I said. He barely whispered, “where?” I laid a finger between his legs, “right there.” He handed me the razor. I swiped him smooth. Then I ran my finger tips up from between his legs to his nuts, “Nice and clean.” “Hmmm yeah,” he said rubbing his balls. “So where are these magazines we’re going to read?” My host rolled over and got up. He pulled a few magazines out of a black bag. Another muscle mag and two pornos. Both of the dirty ones were pretty explicit. He laid down on the bed, on his side and starting thumbing through a porno of some action scenes. A typical guy meets girl, they fondle, they fuck, the end. I was getting firm despite my best efforts, I decided to lay on my stomach and look through the other porno. It was the same series of photos from some action shots, maybe taken during the filming of a video or something. “Look at this guy,” my shaving buddy said pointing to a shot of a guy laying in bed while a chick was stripping for him. “What?” I asked appreciating the fact that we were both naked from the waist down, in bed, reading porno, and he didn’t want to talk about the chicks. His finger was resting on the guys groin, “He is shaved. And look at that.” He was pointing to the pubic hair trimmed in a little square. “A nice little welcome matt,” I said, “for your pickle.” He turned to me, “You want to do that to me?” “Shave your bush?” “Yeah.” He got up and fetched the razor and handed it to me. Then he leaned back and I carefully pulled back the fur and sliced it away until he had a pretty squared area. I was surprised how easy it was to do. He twitche a couple of times during the “operation” as we called it but over all he didn’t seem to be nicked at all. After I finished him up he was hard all over again and point blank asked me, “So you wanna suck dicks?” I kinda shrugged and said, “well if we do I’m gonna wanna fuck you.” He paused and then in the quietest voice answered, “okay.” I had been laying back again and sat up to start on him, but he meant he was going to be doing the servicing! We almost bumped heads as he moved to my cock!! He started licking and then nibbling at my shaft and nuts. I didn’t think he was every going to get around to downing my dick. Finally he took a long deep breath and opened his juicy mouth wide and took me in whole. Nice and wet and warm. His lips were fine, his suction great, but those teeth! He seemed to be enjoying himself, humming and moaning quite a bit. Don’t get me wrong, I was liking it too, I just felt the need to direct him a bit better. So I pulled off my shirt and started working my nips with his left hand. Then once he was doing that right I used both of my hands to direct his head up and down my shaft--not too greedy--not too slow either. He was moaning alot now and I could see his ass was just bobbing on the end of the mattress. I pulled him off my ripe dick and let him breath, stroking his hair. “Oh man, I can’t wait for you to fuck me,” he said after he calmed down. I was ready too. I sat up and got out of bed, found my stuff and pulled a Magnum rubber out of my wallet. It was lubricated and that was a good thing. He watched as I unrolled it, slowly for effect, down my near seven inches. I tugged down on my nuts to look all of seven and a half. He looked a little worried. I’m six inches around at the base and just below my cock head. I could tell he was starting to wonder if his ass was going to be able to take me in. “We’ll take it slow,” I grunted to him as I rolled him over. Stomach down, ass up, my prey was waiting. I got between his legs and introduced just the tip of my hot rod to the crack of his ass. He said something into the mattress. I’m not sure if it was “fuck me” or “don’t hurt me.” I ran my dick over the crevice a few times, then pressed down to make my dick open the walls of muscle apart. He groaned again. I pushed down so my cock met up with his asshole and just rubbed it around and around. He turned his head to me, “careful man, I’ve never done this before.” Yeah right, I thought, as I started to push. “Aaaaah, oh man! Aaaaah fuck,” my bed buddy groaned. I pushed a bit harder but I couldn’t get in. “Ow! Oh shit, oh shit, what am I doing?” kay, maybe I had a virgin here, I was thinking. I pulled away and leaned over him and grabbed a pillow, “Let me put this under you.” He was confused for a second, then lifted his ass up high. I tucked the pillow under his hard cock and he laid down on it. With the better angle I re-introduced my cock head to his spread anus. “Aaaaah!!” I eased back a bit, then slid in a bit further. “Oh, ow! Oh man--maybe we shouldn’t...” I slid out almost completely, “You’re doing fine, just relax, don’t fucking fight me.” I slid my whole cock head into his tight, tight ass. He clamped down on me hard. “Oooo, that hurts--pull out fuck!” I rubbed his ass cheek with my left hand, “Easy, you want it worse than I do.” I slid in a bit further, then back out. Greasing up his ass as best I could. This time I got my cock head all the way in, following with the first inch or so of my shaft, the thickest part. By now my bed buddy was pounding the mattress with his fists and cursing into the sheets. I rocked back out, the went in even deeper. “FUCK!” I pulled all the way out to the crest of my dick head. He seemed to relax, then I drove my cock all the way! I just pounded straight into that tight virgin hole! “Aaaaaaaah! Dammit! Fucking bastard!” I just rested my nutsack against his freshly shaved skin. Feeling his tight sphincter clamping down on my cock, trying to push me out, but only locking me in tight. I just waited for a bit, then started rocking in and out, poking and proding, nice and slow. The lube worked its magic and he started to breath with me and soon was moaning. “Oh man, you’re so big. My fucking ass is full. Oh man, it feels so...” “Feels so good?” I asked pumping a little faster now. He swallowed hard, “Feels so... feels so hot. Oh man, I wanna cum. I wanna cum.” I started stroking the back of his nuts. Then he reached under and started jacking his own dick to my rhythm. I slapped his ass and he groaned. I slapped it again and picked up the momentum. I started rocking him hard now, plugging him faster and faster. Soon I was slapping him with my lower torso--bambambambambam! “OH! I’m cumming!” He yelled--I must have been pounding that prostate gland because he was really getting into it. “OH FUCK!! I’M CUMMING!” He almost sounded surprised. I felt him really clamp down on me now, my dick was getting crushed. “Aaaaah yeah! Shit!!” He must have cum all over that pillow! “Fuck! That was...” I couldn’t take any more, I let loose a bucket of sperm. I rammed him a few more times for good measure, but basically let him loose from my rampage. I arched my back and finished off. I rolled off and fell to the bed beside my prey. Catching my breath I ran my hand over my chest and head. He rolled to face me and did the same to me. Stroking my pecs and shoulder he didn’t say anything. Finally he swallowed and whispered, “I didn’t think you were ever going to cum man.” “I like to make it last.” “Man my poor ass.” “I’m going to shower up, okay?” I said. “Yeah, that’s fine.” I got up and got cleaned up pretty quick. When I got out of the head, rubbing my head with a towel, my bed buddy was still on the mattress, though this time on his back. He was stroking his soft meat. “Hey, before I go,” I said. “Yeah?” “Let me suck you off.” “Really?” I shrugged, “yeah, I’ll do it--just don’t tell anybody I’m a cocksucker.” I got on the bed and popped his dick in my mouth. My prey started stroking my bristly hair, “As long as you don’t tell anybody I let you fuck me raw.” I sucked his weinie while stroking his nice little patch of fur. His freshly shaved skin got my special attention--he seemed to like that a lot. When I reached between his legs with a few quick licks I could feel him throbbing. It wasn’t going to take much to send him over the edge, so I stopped sucking and nibbled on his nuts for awhile. My prey was holding his temples and moaning, muttering something about how awesome it was. I licked that freshly shorn skin, all nice and loose. Nuts hanging low. I took one in my mouth and rolled my tongue around and around it. Then I gave the twin the same treatment. My prey tried to reach down and jack off, but I brushed his hand away from his own rod. I worked his nuts, then gave him a few more moist strokes from the base of his dick to the tip of his purple head. Then I ran my open lips up and down the shaft really fast. He was squirming now. I looked up and he was staring down at me breathing really hard, “Aaaaaa, man! You’re so hot. So fucking hot!” I downed his dick once, to give him hope of some relief. Then I got up and crawled up his sweaty body. I rested my newly stiff dick on his and started making out with him. His mouth opened in a heartbeat, taking my tongue. We were all hands and groping now, our cocks mashed together, moving and thrusting together. He really started pumping hard and mumbled something about wanting to cum with my cock up his ass again. I pulled away--though he tried to hold onto me and started new attention on his hot rod. A bit of precum showed me he was close, so I jacked him a bit while I took his nuts in my mouth, both this time. My prey suddenly grabbed the back of my head and started pushing me down hard against his cock, pumping his torso back at me too. I like giving my buddies blow jobs--but I LOVE it when the do more than lay there!! “Oh, yeah! Aaaa, aaaa, aaaa!” My prey grunted and shot a small but powerful load onto his stomach. I knew I’d never see him again, but I think he’ll always remember me!