I was exhausted. I had been up at 3 AM to make the 4 hour drive to the southern Oregon coast to give a business presentation and was looking forward to a quiet evening after a successful day. I checked into the hotel I always stay at and dropped my bags in the room. I took a long shower, a short nap, and finished off a couple of emails. The hotel had a great restaurant that looked over the ocean and I headed over to get some dinner and some drinks.
It was early March, not exactly the high season for the Oregon coast, so the place was pretty slow. I decided to sit at the bar and watch the Blazers lose again while I ate. Near the end of my meal a guy sat a couple of stools down from me and ordered a bourbon. "They're pathetic", he said to me, gesturing to the TV screen, to which I replied, "ah, we'll get them next year" ( a common refrain among Portland fans).
He introduced himself as Mark and we fell into an easy conversation. I told him my business in town was finished, he told me the same but was staying a couple of days extra to golf if the weather co operated. I told him that was a risky bet. The coast can be notoriously fickle when it comes to sunny weather, even in summer. He laughed and said that either way he could use a bit of a break. We had a couple more drinks and talked about our businesses and our respective neighborhoods in Portland. He lived on the affluent Westside and I lived in the more eclectic eastside.
Mark was a good looking guy about my age (mid 40's) with a shaved head like me and an easy smile. He excused himself and went to the bathroom. When he came back he sat on the stool next to me, grabbing his drink from its previous location. We chatted a bit more and I got my check. He asked if he could buy me a round since he was having such a good time talking. I said sure (who am I to turn down a good single barrel bourbon?).
As we talked about bourbon versus scotch, he said something that made us both crack up, clapping his hands as we laughed. As our laughter subsided his hand ended up on my thigh, which he squeezed gently. I looked down at his hand and then to him. Our eyes locked and seeing confusion in mine said, "I'm sorry. I just thought?" as his voice trailed off and he removed his hand. "No problem", I said, smiling, "I'm flattered". I excused myself and went to the bathroom. Now, I had been with guys before but primarily like women. But there was something about this guy. I returned to the bar and sat back down. He began to apologize again and I stopped him by saying, "Mark, really, it's OK?..you thought right." I placed my hand briefly on his leg and squeezed.
He smiled broadly and ordered another round saying he was going to take this back to his room and I was welcome to join him. I said sure. He paid his tab and we grabbed our drinks and left. Mark had a suite that looked out on the ocean (my company would not pay for such things). I stood at the window looking out at the Pacific when Mark came up behind me and wrapped his arm around me. He nuzzled my neck and I felt his body against mine. We were both pretty big guys, over 6 feet, and I leaned back into his embrace. "I thought, I mean I hoped you might be gay", he whispered. I said I was Bisexual. He said that we would have to fix that, turning me around and kissing me.
As his tongue found mine, I felt a jolt somewhere deep inside me. We made out, grinding against each other. Our hands found each others erections, massaging and squeezing. Our long kiss broke and he pulled me even closer and said, "I need you now". I softly moaned "Yes!" and we moved to the bedroom shedding our clothes as we went. We fell on the bed, groping each others' cocks.
Mark was bigger than me. I'm a respectable 6.5 but his had to be at least 8 inches. He ground himself against me saying I wouldn't want pussy again after he got done with me. His mouth engulfed my cock and I moaned loudly. After about five minutes of him sucking me, I was begging to suck his meat. He swung around and I greedily sucked his cock into my mouth. It was incredible. I couldn't get enough. I stopped long enough to pull him off my cock and lay him on his back. He asked if everything was OK, and I said that I needed to suck him off. He smiled and I went back to work.
His cock was amazing. Hot, hard, smooth and throbbing. It pulsed in my mouth as I gave the best blowjob I could. After about 10 minutes his breathing became a bit ragged as he told me he was getting close. I sucked harder, bobbing up and down on his cock demanding my reward. Within seconds he erupted in my mouth with a scream and I greedily swallowed his come. I crawled up and kissed him.
Mark sighed and said how wonderful he felt, pulling me close. We kissed and talked, all the while my cock rubbed against his crotch gently but insistently. He moved down my body and began sucking me. I felt an intensity that continued to build. He slipped a finger into my ass, quickly followed by another. I told him I was getting close to coming and he abruptly removed his mouth form my cock. "Wanna get fucked?", he asked as he worked a third finger in to my hole. "Yes", I gasped. I was so horny for this man.
Mark applied lube to his cock and my hole. I asked him to be gentle, as it had been awhile since I had been fucked. He chuckled and said, "don't worry baby, you'll love this." I felt his head at my hole. I relaxed as best I could and soon his head slipped inside my ass. I gasped?.Mark held steady and after a moment pushed more of his 8 inches into me. I grunted and he paused. Almost imperceptibly he moved his cock deeper inside me. Finally he was in. He pulled back a bit and then thrust forward. I clasped onto him and moaned.
He looked deep into my eyes and asked if I liked it; I grabbed his ass and pulled him into me as I kissed him. He began moving in and out of me slowly and asked me if I still liked pussy. I said yes and he fucked me faster. I reached down and felt his ass muscles flex as he thrust into me. I felt my orgasm building as Mark went deeper and deeper into me. He stared into my eyes with a look of pure lust. I moaned that I was coming. My cock erupted between us and with a guttural final thrust he shot deep inside me. Warm, wet, and deep. Mark collapsed on me and kissed me deeply. "That was incredible", he said. I nodded and held him close as his softening cock slipped out of me. He said, "I hope it rains tomorrow?.then I'll just have to stay in my room." "And do what?", I asked. He smiled and said, "You'll see".
End Part 1