The afternoon heat hit us in the
Charles opened the door leading to the patio and pool area. There were
people frolicking in the pool, and there were three well developed
men probably in their late teens or early twenties lounging against the
fence talking. They were wearing tight jockstrap style swimming suits,
and I noticed Charles looking intently in their direction as we passed.
"'Is he or is he not.," I mused.
"The motel has a pretty good sized pool,," I said just to see
his reaction would be. "Damn near olympic sized with plenty of lounges
the apron for lookers and not swimmers.".
"Its okay if you like swimming," he replied barely breaking his perusal
the young men. "I can't guarantee one as large at any of the motels in
but, there is a YMCA that has all of the equipment you might need to
in shape, including a swimming pool and steam rooms."
"I might have to check that out." I murmured as we passed.
"This is my room," he said without further comment..
After unlocking the sliding glass door, he slid the door back and stood
for me to enter. As I pushed the curtain aside and passed him, I
him quickly glance in the direction of the pool. 'Hmmmm, it's too bad
be my boss, it might be fun exploring for a bit,' I mused to
noticing that Charlie was giving my ass the once over as he followed me
"Whew!!!" he exclaimed as he closed the door. "Damn glad I set
air-conditioning when I arrived this morning."
"It is always hot in the middle of the summer," I said. "Do you mind if
remove my jacket.?"
"Jesus Christ, no," he said as he tossed his attaché' case onto
queen-sized bed, his jacket following. "I guess it will be just about
hot in Parkersburg," he continued, reaching for the telephone.
"That's assuming I go to Parkersburg," I said in a slightly flippant
"Touch'e, Robbie," Charles chuckled, glancing at me with a twinkle in
eyes as he dialed the phone. "How about we lay work aside for now while
have a drink and relax for a bit?"
"That's okay by me," I murmured as he spoke into
telephone receiver. "Room Service, this is Room 1121. Will you send a
Old Fashioned in a large glass and a...." he said, looking at me
"Sam Adams Dark with a pilsner glass," I replied quickly, as I pulled
of the two chairs in the room, back from the table and sat down pushing
partially flaccid cock deeper into my crotch.
"And a Sam Adams Dark with a pilsner glass."
Glancing in my direction as he replaced the telephone receiver, he
slowly toward the table where I was sitting as he undid his necktie,
and let if hang around his neck from under his
I thought while watching his
impromptu strip. "If he is straight, he sure isn't acting like it."
Except for the brief moment when he had stood to shake hands, I
hadn't been able to
out his package. But, as he moved across the room, I could see the
of a substantial bulge extending down his left pant leg. The
of the warm sensation in my groin increased considerably as he came
closer, the front of his shirt opening enough to see his thick
pectoral muscles and a light growth of silky hair that gathered
at his sternum and then descended in a thin, darkening trail between
ridges of hard abdominal muscles to his
inny navel before disappearing under the waistband of his
"Christ, Robbie, are you as hot as I am?" he asked while pulling the
tail of his shirt out from his trouser waistband as he
veered to his left to check the air-conditioning settings for the
The heat I was feeling was not altogether due to a lack of
and I didn't miss the suggestive innuendo in his question of being
hot. But, as much as I would have liked to find out if Charles
was gay, the
of losing the job he was offering overcame the lust and desire that had
building in my loins. Without looking at him, I ran my finger under the
of my shirt and said, "It does feel kind of hot," I replied, a feeling
sitting like a rock
in the pit of my stomach.
"It should cool off pretty quickly now," he said glancing in my
direction and grinning as he bent over at the waist and rummaged
through his attaché' case.
"Thanks," I said, trying to covertly look at the exposed flesh
his shirt was hanging open.
"What the hell, Rob, loosen up and relax. You're past the hard part of
the interview," he exclaimed as he stood erect, thrusting his hips
forward slightly as he did. "Remove your tie and loosen a few
your shirt like I have if you want to get comfortable."
"If you don't mind, I will, that sounds good to me,," I exclaimed, my
fingers trembling as I undid my tie and started unbuttoning my shirt,
my still steel hard cock aching with anticipation.
"If we had a couple of swim suits, Robbie, we could take a swim like
out by the pool are," he said as he kicked his loafers off and moved
closer to where I was sitting.
"As hot as it is, I'd be tempted to to swim in my briefs but, I don't
think the management would approve," I said,
while pulling my shirttail out and shaking my shirt loose as he had
"If all of the banter was leading to where I was hoping it would," I
mused to myself. "It is going to be him that makes the first
move." I didn't wait long.
The aroma of Armini
enveloped me as he stood
beside the table. I could feel my heart beating like a trip hammer but
when he placed the papers he had removed from his attaché' case
on the table and ran his fingers through my hair. The muscles of my
body tensed and then relaxed as Charlie moved his hands across my
shoulder muscles, and spoke in almost a whisper,. "I wouldn't mind if
you wern't wearing briefs, Robbie."
My eyes were level with his crotch, and the bulge had increased in
length. My cock was granite hard and I could feel pre -seminal fluid
oozing from the urethra canel opening in it's blood engorged
crown. Lifting my head slightly, I looked into his eyes and said,
"I wouldn't object if you removed my briefs."
Breathing in deeply, Charles slid he hands into my armpits and as he
lifted, I rose up to
meet his lips. As our tongues dueled, he shifted his hands and
arms under my shirt and around my chest. My back muscles shivered
as he slowly moved one hand to
my lower back and the other just below my shoulder blades. I felt
the strength in his arms as he drew our bodies together and, I gasped
inhaling quickly as I felt the pressure of his
pulsing, steel hard cock pressing against mine. Moaning softly, I
Charles, make love to me, please, take me."
Removing his lips from mine, he leaned his head back. His
indigo blue eyes glittered with excitement and his ruby red lips
quivered slightly as he slowly rotated his
hips, increasing the erotic tension that was building between us.
"All of you, Robbie?"
"Yes," I replied. "All or as much as you want.."
"God, Robbie, are you really that horny?" he asked, an impish smile
playing at the corner of his lips as he looked into my eyes.
"Oh yes!' I said softly. "Ever since I saw you."