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What I Saw Through A Hotel Window

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 30 Aug 2001 1 comments
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by Hotcock9 I can't believe what happened to me once on my way home from work. I was sitting in traffic in front of the ________ Hotel and I happened to look up.There was a really hot muscle guy looking out his window on the fifth floor, and he was only wearing boxer-briefs. There was a construction site across from his hotel, so I couldn't imagine what he was looking at. There was a desk in front of the window, but I could see him pretty clearly and noticed his ample basket. I glanced ahead to see what the light was doing and it was still red. When I looked back to his window he was dragging the desk away from the glass, and then stepped forward. I immediately knew that this guy was an exhibitionist. The car in front of me started to move and I got a parting shot of him reaching up to tweak both of his nipples. Quickly I looped around the block and pulled into the hotel parking garage. When I got back out front I crossed the street and looked up. There he was glancing around. I stared up at him. He noticed me and stared back. He made a move for his crotch, but chose to tweak his left nipple. I shoved my right hand into my pocket and made it clear that I was feeling my dick. Immediately his hand went down the front of his shorts and began massaging the growing mound. I withdrew my hand from my pocket and tweaked both of my nipples through my shirt. Those boxer-briefs fell to his ankles in a heart beat!!! The guy had a terrific cock, and he began to stroke it while looking around nervously. I made a quick grab at my crotch, but after all, I was out on the street. That was all it took. He waved me up! He was making hand signals to indicate the room number, but he had a corner room so I didn't bother to decipher his gestures. I just gave a quick wave and crossed the street. There were A LOT of people waiting for the elevator. I got a little nervous. I was convinced that each person standing there knew exactly where I was going, and why. When the elevator reached the fifth floor, I was the only one to get off. What a relief. I started down the hall with butterflies swarming in my stomach. They increased in intensity with each step I took. When I reached his door I hesitated for a moment, but knocked. I'd never done anything like this in my life. Immediately the door opened and I was greeted with the warmest of smiles on the face of an absolute GOD! He was wearing a white terry-cloth robe that bore the insignia of the hotel. I wondered if the boxer-briefs had returned to their original place or not! He invited me in and introduced himself as Henry. I decided to be blunt and avoid a silly half-hour session of chit-chat and said, "You're quite the exhibitionist, aren't you?" His Pepsodent smile returned and he said, "Damn right! And you love it!" He was right, of course, and closed the distance between us latching onto one of my nipples. I LOVE nipple play so that got my juices flowing very quickly. Henry asked me what I liked to do and I told him that I thought it would be really hot to jack off with him. I said that I'd like to do it within sight of the window, but that I didn't think we should be as blatant as he had been. If the two of us were seen playing in the room with the curtains open that would be one thing, but to be seen jacking our cocks inches from the glass would be another. He could be asked to leave the hotel or even wind up in jail for that. Henry said that there was another robe in the closet, and why didn't I put it on. I took the robe into the bathroom and stripped down to my boxers. I'd grabbed a leather cock ring out of the glove compartment in my car, so I snapped that on before tying up the robe. After an, "OK, ready" sigh, I turned the knob and rejoined my host. Henry was standing at the foot of the bed closest to the window. His rob was untied and hung open. Indeed he had put his boxer-briefs back on. He walked to the desk, shuffled some papers, and turned to face me. His heavy, terry-cloth robe swaying from the movement. I asked what he was doing and his reply was, "Just turning myself on a little." We took steps toward each other, and soon were face-to-face about five feet back from the wall of glass that reflected our movements. Pretty soon we were manipulating each others cocks and moaning like crazy. Cars were passing below, and we were grooving on the idea that we could be seen. It wasn't long before the cum began to fly!!! I had a hot time with Henry, and still glance longingly at his window whenever I drive by that hotel.