Another Boring Friday Night

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With my wife away for the weekend visiting her family, the weekend looked to be pretty boring. I had stayed home because of work. I was on a design project with a hectic schedule of long hours and late nights and there was really no way I could take a three day weekend. I had worked well into the night this Friday night and was just about to lock up the office and head home. As I walked to my car I thought about the empty house waiting for me at home. It had been a while since I’d visited the local adult bookstore. It had been too long, in fact. The bookstore, and especially its video booths, held their own special enticement. It had been a long time. I started the car and headed toward the video store. I parked in the public lot just behind the store and a bit down the alley and walked in through the back door. This was how I’d first come in years ago, naïve and embarrassed. I was neither of these tonight. I wasted no time looking at the books and magazines but went up the aisle to isvecbahis the door that led into the video area. Inside men walked slowly past each booth, reading the posters describing the videos and reading each other. I knew, if nothing else happened tonight, I would have at least one man’s cum in me before I left. I picked a booth and was just starting to go in when a young Asian man approached. I assumed I knew why. I assumed wrong. At the booth’s door he leaned over and whispered to me. “Come home with me,” he said quietly. “I live close by. We can walk.” I thought about this. A stranger was asking me to go to his place. There was a degree of safety here. I thought about stories of gays being beaten up, or worse. “Please?” he pleaded. “It’s very private and not far at all.” He motioned for me to follow. I smiled and nodded and followed him out of the store. We walked down the alley, talking very little. He was shorter than me with a slight build and probably in his twenties I guessed, isveçbahis giriş about my age. We stopped at a small downtown hotel and went inside. I’d been here before in my younger, wilder days. The rooms were mostly rented weekly or monthly, a place to crash if you didn’t have much money. After a night of beer drinking, a woman I knew from high school had invited me to crash at her place instead of walking home. She had always had a huge crush on me and had plans. We’d stayed up half the night fucking ourselves silly! Tonight, as he and I walked through the lobby toward the stairs, the desk clerk gave us that same knowing look he’d given me before, possibly with a slight smirk. I got the feeling I wasn’t the first one he’d seem with my new friend. We went upstairs and into his room. After locking the door, he wasted no time getting undressed. I watched at first, and then started undressing too. His body was smooth, hairless and very toned. Watching him bend to step out of isveçbahis yeni giriş his pants, I admired his lovely ass and felt my cock stir. I dropped my jeans to the floor with my underwear and he saw me already becoming erect. Naked, we moved over to his bed and I sat on the edge. He took hold of my cock and it disappeared into his mouth. “Mmm, yea,” I moaned. He was beautiful, kneeling in front of me, and I watched his smooth slim body between my legs with his head bobbing up and down. As wonderful as this was (and a total surprise) I stopped him. “Up on the bed,” I suggested. We got into his bed and I turned so we could sixty- nine. This was too good to be true. His expert mouth sucked me while I turned to take his into me. He had a slim prick, probably seven inches in length, with a distinct head. I lavished my tongue’s praise on that head before taking him deep into my mouth and releasing it again. I loved sucking this and his mouth knew just what to do, too. In no time I was so close. “Wait,” he said, suddenly getting up. He quickly walked into the bathroom. When he emerged I saw why. With his stiff cock jutting ahead of him he was applying lube to himself. “Get on your hands and knees,” he ordered.

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