THE BARMAN
Uploaded to Pink Triangle by Michael Maxwell
As I arrived at the hotel the prospect of a boring two days made my heart sink. A reps' conference by the sea in November was not my ideal way of spending time. At first sight it seemed a reasonable al- ternative to driving up and down motorways but evenings were my time and meetings which finished at 9.30pm would be followed by long drink- ing sessions in the bar and tedious conversation revolving entirely around work. As anyone could guess simply by looking at my sales fig- ures flanges and widgets were not number one on my list of favourite topics of conversation.
After listening to the regional sales manager spouting forth for an hour and a half on sales strategies in the 1990's I finally made my way into the bar, volunteered to buy the first round and pushed my way through to the bar. The barman as usual was up the other end, but this give me chance to look him over. In his early 20's, he was about 5'9, blond and very slim. He turned to me, looked straight at me with steel blue eyes and said "What would you like, sir?"
I fought back the temptation to tell him what I really wanted and gave him the order. As he moved between pump, glasses and bottles I watched him, savouring the sight of his body. He was, as I said, very slim and was clearly into weights and fitness training, judging by the way his body moved underneath his clothes, especially his arse which was tight, firm and very compact. As he gave me the change for the or- der our hands brushed lightly and again he looked at me with those clear blue eyes and the thought crossed my mind that maybe the weekend wouldn't be so boring after all.
I went back to the bar several times that evening and each time I got the impression that the barman - Kev - might be interested in some after hours discussions, and certainly not about flanges and widgets. By midnight the bar was emptying rapidly as the other reps made their way up to their rooms or to other drinking spots which stayed open later. I took the opportunity to buy Kev a drink and have a chat with him.
As I'd guessed, he was very much into weights and spent an hour a day training in his room and another hour working out at the local gym. I also do weights, though as I'm usually out on the road I don't get the chance to work out regularly or often. When Kev heard this he said that he hadn't had the chance to spend an hour on his weights and would have to do it as soon as he'd finished and asked me if I'd like to join him. Naturally I jumped at the chance and after he'd shut the bar followed him up to his room on the top floor.
As he stripped out of his bar clothes and into a pair of shorts and an old T shirt I checked out his body. He had a typical fitness freak's body - well-defined muscles that tensed and relaxed beneath his skin as he moved, muscular arms and legs. Except for a line of hair from the top of his shorts to his navel his body was smooth and hairless. The outline of his cock and balls beneath his shorts showed me that his slimness didn't extend to that area as well.
As I hadn't brought any kit with me I stripped down to my boxers and followed him as he started his work-out. I could see him eyeing my body speculatively, especially my own cock which was already beginning to harden up at the thought of what might be in store. By the end of the hour we were both sweating hard and it was quite clear from the state of our cocks that the work- out hadn't finished yet. "There is a bathroom at the end of the corridor", he said, "it's got a separate bath and shower in it so we may as well go along together".
When we were both inside he locked the door, turned round to face me and without saying anything and stripped off his shorts and T- shirt. His prick was 8" long and rock hard and was the thickest one I'd seen in a long time. His balls were already tight up against its base. I pulled off my boxers and my own prick jumped out ready for ac- tion. He was the first to move. He dropped to his knees and pulled my prick to his mouth. His tongue moved up and down the shaft, round the head and then over my balls. He then swallowed it whole. The warm wet- ness of his mouth round my prick turned me on even more.
I grabbed his head and held it down on my prick. As he got to work on it he started grunting and moaning and I started shoving it into his mouth as far as I could get it and I could feel the cum building up in my balls as I came close to shooting. Pulling out of his mouth I pushed him down onto the floor. I looked down at his body as he lay there panting. The sweat glistened on his chest and his nipples were erect. His prick stood proud from his body, its root buried in a clump of blond hair around his balls.
He shifted his thighs slightly to reveal the crack of his arse be- tween the two muscular cheeks. Reaching over the bath I turned the tap on, soaped up my fingers and turned back to him. As I fingered his crack lightly he moaned and opened his legs up wider. Pushing his legs apart I shoved first one then two fingers up and then clamped my mouth round his prick. The smell of his sweat and pre-cum filled my nose as I buried it in the hairs of his groin. I started sucking his prick hard enough to drain all the cum from his balls and at the same time was fucking him hard with my fingers.
This drove him wild. He clutched at my head as his body twisted in a frenzy of sexual excitement. His thrusts into my mouth became longer and harder and told me he was close to coming. Pulling away from him I knelt up, pulled his legs up over my shoulders and pushed my prick up his arse. He moaned as I rammed it all the way home and then began shoving it in and out. I could feel his tight arse muscles gripping its entire length as I thrust deeper and deeper into him.
Taking hold of his prick I started jerking him off in rhythm to my thrusts. The sight of this hard young body speared by my prick made me lose control and finally the floodgates burst as I climaxed into him, filling his arse with my cum. As my balls emptied themselves up him his prick shot cum all over his belly and chest. I pulled out of his arse and looked down at my semi- erect prick, then at his prick, then at his body covered in his cum.
This looks like being the first time I shall be glad I came on this reps' outing, I thought to myself....
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