#sucked him off

He’s thinking “I’m trying to look interested, but all I really wanna do it go upstairs and get my dick sucked.  Which is exactly what the captain did one he extricated himself from his drunk teammate.

The great thing about having a room at the hotel during a rugby awards dinner is that there’s never a shortage or horny straight guys in need of getting their rocks off.  The later it gets, the more more they drink and the hornier they get. And the hornier the get, the greater the chance that some of the guys will stop by the room, unzip and unload. 

And if at the end of the night it looks like they’re not gonna get any, then a few of the lads will stop by and take turns using my mouth to relieve themselves of their beer laced loads. I think word got out amongst the team after the Captain came by, as that’s exactly what happened at the end of the night; three at once, followed by two more, and lastly the married daddy coach, who was the most in need of them all.  

I know where I’ll be this year.

After serving people all evening, I figured it was only fair that somebody serve him.  So after leaving him a huge tip, I “accidentally” (on purpose) left my card at the hotel bar, and he was kind enough to come up to the room during his break to return it.  No good deed goes unrewarded, and I knew just the right way to thank him.  So got on my knees, unzipped his pants, and sucked him off. 

It didn’t take him long to blow in my mouth, and I happily swallowed his thick spurt down.  As he pulled out and tried to zip up, I looked up, said “I’m not done yet”, and took him back into my mouth, his cock getting hard as I did so. He said he really had to get back to work, so I stepped up the pace and reached into his boxers to gingerly stroke his still heavy balls. After only a few minutes, I could tell he was getting close, so I started stroking his cock harder as I sucked it. “Oh fuck yeah, I’m gonna cum again, here it comes. Oh I’m gonna cum, oh yeah, oh fuck, I’m coming-I’m coming” he managed, before jetting in my mouth, letting out a massive sigh as he did so. 

Once I’d milked his cock dry, he said that he really didneed to go, so I let him zip up but looked up and asked him “when do you get off?” He looked down and grinned “I thought I just did?”  I got up and started stroking his cock through his pants. I leaned close to him and as I licked around the rim of his ear, whispered “what time do you get off?”  “2 am” he replied,  “Good, as this isn’t the only place I wanna stick my tongue” I breathed, as I took my tongue out of his ear, sucking his ear lobe, before letting him leave.  

Ten minutes and two loads later, he was back behind the bar feeling refreshed and re-energised, thinking about what the hell just happened and what was aboutto happen, should he take me up on my offer.  

Curiosity must have gotten the better of him, as at 2:15, there was a knock on my door and by 2:30, he’d showered and was laying back on my bed, legs spread, enjoying the best rim job he’d ever had.  (I think it was the onlyrim job he’d ever had.) Two hours and three more loads later, I was finally done with him. 

When I checked out the following morning, I didn’t see any bar charges on my bill.  I guess I already paid in full.