Date: Sat, 21 Jul 2018 22:04:12 +0000 (UTC)
From: Active Mind
Subject: Ted's Hotel Surprise

This is a copyrighted work of fiction for adults over 18, and none of the
characters is real.

			   Ted's Hotel Surprise

I am Jim, a gay trial lawyer.  Back in the day, I found myself trying a
time consuming, never ending lawsuit with a man from another law firm.  Ted
was in his 30's, medium height, a triangular torso, very fit, about 150
pounds, and had jet black hair and moustache, dark eyes and a perpetual
tan.  He wore wire-rimmed glasses.  He had an appealing cleft in his chin
and somewhat receding hair.  He was good looking and spoke to judges and
juries with ease and confidence.  They liked his sense of humor and the
smile lines around his eyes.  I provided most of the legal thinking and
strategy, although Ted was no slouch in those departments, either.  We had
a talent for encouraging witnesses to tell the truth.

We shared an interest in distance running and had changed and showered at
the gym together when we went running.  We weren't shy about weighing
ourselves naked or walking around with our towels around our necks.
Sometimes we would share a steam or sauna afterwards, mostly in the winter
after running in the cold, and would sit without covering ourselves, so we
had often seen each other naked and thought nothing of it.  We usually ran
bare chested cross country in the summer and would come back with gnats
trapped in our sweaty chest hairs.  I separately ran in road races with the
gay running club.  There was no sexual tension between us.  It was just
typical male bonding and a good way to discuss strategy and exercise at the
same time, although I was definitely attracted to Ted.  He was straight and
had a family, so I made no moves.  We usually just discussed business or
politics, not our personal lives.

For one of our trips to take an extended deposition, Ted proposed that we
share a hotel room to save money, and said he would make the arrangements.
He knew that I am gay, so I appreciated his open mindedness.  On our other
trips, we had worked together in one of our hotel rooms or the other in
order to prepare for the next day's acitivities.  So I agreed.  When we got
to our room after a long day of traveling, I discovered that he had
reserved one with a single king-sized bed.  He asked if that would be a
problem.  I said that it was big enough for the two of us.  I have always
had more of a lean runner's build.  He said, "I should mention that I like
to sleep in the nude, but I could take the couch if it's a problem."

I said it was OK because I do, too.  "I don't mind if you don't mind!"

We set up our laptops on the desk space provided and dropped our other
stuff off and went back downstairs to the restaurant for dinner, where he
continued the conversation on nudity, to my surprise.  He said that he
enjoyed being naked, but his wife didn't like him to be naked, even in the
bedroom, so he and his boys would usually run around and swim in their pool
naked when she wasn't at home.  Sometimes the boys would have friends and
their dads over to skinny dip with them.  I said that I enjoy skinny
dipping, too, and hate to wear a clingy suit.  He said that they would have
to invite me over some day. I knew that he had a pool, but this was the
first time he had mentioned that he or the boys swam in it naked.  I was
intrigued.

As we were finishing our dinner, he said, "Jim, I hope you won't be
uncomfortable if I go ahead and get naked once we get back to our room."  I
told Ted that would be fine because it had been a long, grungy trip and I
was ready to get out of my clothes, too.  We had been traveling in our
business suits all day in cramped conditions.  I wasn't sure where this was
leading, but I was happy to accommodate him.  After all, I was a bit of a
nudist myself and it was no big deal in the gym.

It seemed like a good time to mention that I had started taking a weekly
naked yoga class for men, and was enjoying it.  He wanted to know how that
worked - did the men get hard or touch each other?  I was picking up on a
new vibe that he might have a bisexual side.  I explained that it was just
another yoga class with a paid instructor, except for the nudity.  After
you get into it, your focus is on achieving the proper poses, as a kind of
meditation, although there are some "partner poses" where you do assist
each other in stretching.  We also give each other a naked hug when the
class is over.

When we got back to the room, we got out of our clothes and put them away.
He sighed as he pulled off his loafers and flexed his toes.  We hadn't been
able to run that day.  He was wearing suspenders.  He hung up his suit and
dress shirt, and was wearing trim boxer shorts and a tee shirt, which hung
off of his pecs.  As we continued to strip, I couldn't help admiring his by
now familiar hairy chest, which starts at his collar, covers his prominent
pecs, which are squared off at the bottom, and includes a treasure trail
leading across his hairy belly to his thick pubic bush.  I had always liked
the look of his wet chest hair when we were sweaty after a long run.  He
also has hairy arms and legs and large hands and long, narrow feet with
high arches.  His bubble butt defies gravity, probably from running hills.
As he bent over to put his loafers in the closet, I had a great rear view
of his large uncut penis with its long protruding foreskin and low hangers
in their loose sac, which hung down level with the tip of his penis.  Even
when it is soft, his penis juts out at a perky 45 degree angle.  I said,
"Ted, now that you have mentioned your skinny dipping, I can understand
where you get your nice all over tan."  I was on the freckled pale side and
prematurely gray, with a salt and pepper moustache.  I am also hairy, but
not as hairy as he is.  The air on my bare body felt great after our long
trip.

He proposed a nightcap, which we enjoyed while sitting on the couch
together with our feet up.  He had his big feet crossed at the ankles, with
his big cock resting on his belly to one side.  I said that I had to admit
that it felt good to be relaxing out of our business clothes.  He asked me
whether I had any other interests in bare assed recreation.  I decided to
ignore the possibility that he was asking a coy question about my sex life.
I mentioned a gay nudist group that I occasionally took part in that has
pool parties, socials and massage exchanges, which seemed to interest him.
He had a lot of questions, especially about the massage exchange
gatherings.  We would divide the massage group into three men to a table,
with two providing a four-handed massage to the third, and then rotating.
Some of the gatherings were for Body Electric massage, which I also
explained to him.  He seemed to be steering us in a sexual direction again.

Then he surprised me by asking whether I could show him some naked yoga.
We had stretched together before and after running, but while wearing our
nylon running shorts.  I agreed to show him some poses.  I led him in
several different stretches and folds that loosen you up.  There was a
mirror on one side of the room which showed us how we were doing, and it
was kind of hot.  I touched him a few times just to guide him into the
proper posture.  When we moved from the "plank," a push-up, into the
"upward facing dog," his penis dangled almost to the floor and I had
another great rear view.

Then I made the fateful decision to introduce him to some partner poses.
We sat on the floor and faced each other in straddles, our feet touching,
and pulled each other back and forth by the arms in back stretches.  We
also did some backovers.  We stood back-to-back with our arms interlocked
and then bent over and lifted each other off the floor backwards, which is
great for your back after a long day.  The guy doing the lifting positions
his butt just below the other guy's butt.  As I lifted him on my back, in
the mirror it looked like his cock got bigger and flopped over on one side.
Then he lifted me.  "We both have hairy butts," I said.  Then we stretched
our hamstrings by facing each other and leaning in and pushing against each
other while touching at the palms of our hands.

Then I had him do the "child's pose," stretching out prone on the floor,
with legs folded underneath and arms extended forward, and I assumed the
same position, but on top of his back, which forced him into a longer
stretch because of my weight.  I suddenly realized that he could feel my
penis between his butt cheeks as I leaned into him because we were bare.

He said, "It feels like this pose could be used for something else."  I
just chuckled and thought, well, he wasn't offended by that. Interesting.

Then we switched positions.  I felt his chest hair on my back and then said
"I see what you mean," when I felt his penis in my crack.  We got up and I
said, "Well, that was relaxing.  We should always do our stretches in the
nude.  Now for hugs."  We stood up and gave each other a tight naked bear
hug, chest to chest and cock to cock.  I noticed that his cock felt cooler
than the rest of his body.

Then he turned me around and massaged my neck from behind me, asking me if
I had any tightness or tension left.  I said, "about always."

He said, "I have learned how to give a great full body massage and I know
how to release tension."  The thought of a massage "with a release" got me
going.

"Sounds good!"  I reached back and pulled him closer.  I said, "It feels
like you might be excited."  I then touched his very erect penis.

He pulled me back into to his hairy chest in another tight hug and reached
his hairy arms around me and grabbed my own now erect penis, which I found
electric, and he said, "I think you are, too."

He said that he had an idea for me.  We should take a hot soapy shower
together, where we could wash each other's backs and our "other parts," and
then he would put me on the bed on my belly and give me a full body
massage.  He said that he could include a prostate massage as part of the
deal if we took a warm, relaxing enema first.  It would help us both sleep
better, he said.

Things had taken a most unexpected turn.  He obviously had a quite
experienced gay side that I had never seen before.  And, apparently, he had
planned all of this and came prepared with enemas, massage lotion, lube and
condoms, which he proceeded to produce from his bag.  I was having trouble
taking it all in, but was very excited to agree.

Now fully hard and throbbing, we went to the shower stall together.  His
big mushroom head was starting to peek out of his foreskin.  He had me
assume the position against one wall and said "Bend over, Jim, and show me
your hole."

I said, "Oh, boy, I get the full treatment, plus you know how to talk
dirty!"  He rubbed a bit of lube on my rosebud and massaged it in.  Then he
said, "Deep breath.  I am putting in the nozzle."  Then he started the
warmed-up enema solution.  I emptied out after I couldn't hold off any
more.  It made my prostate tingle.  Then we switched off and I gave him an
enema.  We were not embarrassed to flush out in front of each other until
we were clean.

We then gave each other a hot, sudsy and very thorough cleaning in the
shower, with special attention to our cocks, balls and asses.  "I've wanted
to do this," I said, as I lathered his hairy chest.  That's when I
discovered that he had magic nipples wired directly to his cock.  His cock
throbbed against my thigh every time that I touched or licked a nipple.  I
cleaned him under his retracted foreskin.  I soaped up and massaged his
rosebud and perineum and he did mine.  We found each other's prostates with
a big middle finger and started a prostate massage in the shower.  We got
into some licking and kissing.  We turned the removable water nozzle to a
needle spray and massaged our genitals and asses with it.  Then we finished
rinsing and dried each other off and proceeded to the bed.

We spread out a towel and I got on my belly with my legs spread a bit.  My
eight inch cut penis was pointing in the direction of my feet so that my
cock and balls were visible and available between my legs.  I wasn't
embarrassed to tell him that I love a good butt massage.  He seemed to know
just what I liked.  Ted massaged my back and then went for each buttock and
spread my cheeks, and I felt the cool air on my rosebud.  Then he rimmed
me, to my surprise, which felt wonderful.  He sat astride me and leaned
forward and moved his torso up and down my back, so that I could feel his
chest hair and his hard cock on my backside again.  He ran a hairy forearm
up and down my butt crack and massaged my inner thighs, perineum and
rosebud some more, paying visits to my cock and scrotum when he rubbed each
way.  He vibrated his closed hand on my perineum.  I raised my butt a bit
and he fingered me again with one and then two fingers coated with lube,
and massaged my prostate, cock and balls at the same time.  Then he
continued to massage my prostate from different angles.  He knew how to
"edge" me.  I was on the edge of coming multiple times.  When he was in
range, I would grab his big cock and stroke it while he was stroking me.
He had me softly moaning.

He put on a condom and flipped me over on my back and massaged my chest and
belly and sucked my cock and nuzzled my balls.  Then he put my ankles on
his shoulders. fingered me some more, and slowly penetrated me with his big
uncut cock.  He didn't have to ask permission.  After he gave me time to
adjust, he threw a great fuck into me that had my prostate singing his
praises.  I felt his loose balls bump into my ass with every stroke.  He
pulled almost all the way out and then drove back in, which was a special
thrill.  I squeezed his penis with my ass muscles on every other stroke.

He then put me on all fours with my head down and re-entered me.  Then my
own balls were bouncing as his pounded my behind.  I stayed hard the whole
time.  He definitely did know how to release male anal tension.

After he shuddered and shot, we changed positions and I gave him the same
thorough full body massage that he gave me, with extra attention to his
nipples.  I gradually opened up his hole and then gave him my own cut eight
inches in an enthusiastic fuck ending with releases that made both of us
shudder.  After a quick final clean up in the shower, we went to bed.

We spooned in bed that night and I enjoyed feeling my now soft cock in his
butt crack again, or his in mine when we changed positions.  We woke up in
each other's arms.  We languidly stroked each other's chests and fondled
each other's morning wood.  I didn't want to stop playing with his
foreskin.  We decided to play again later in the shower, so I padded off to
the bathroom behind my bobbing cock for a morning pee.

We stayed bare while we had our coffee in the room and got the news and
planned our day.  Ted had his legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles
again, which showed off his big feet.  It was a turn on.  Then we took
another shower together and got each other off again before we had to get
dressed.  We shaved in the nude, side by side.  I said, "I hope that you
are getting enough nudity on this trip!"  He laughed.

Ted explained that he had a secret gay life, which had started when he had
experimented with erotic massages he got from a gay massage therapist.  He
had been secretive about it because of his marriage, but had decided that
he was safe trying to seduce me because he thought that I might be
interested, and we had built up a lot of trust in each other.  Our
relationship had now changed forever.

After Ted's surprise coming out and our amazing sex, the next morning we
went off to our deposition.  Depositions are a high adrenalin enterprise.
Our opposing counsel noticed the sly smiles we gave each other and became
convinced that we must have something really devastating on his witness.
Indeed we did, but the smiles came from the afterglow of the amazing sex.
The witness was forced to make some damaging concessions, because we had
the documents proving what he had done.  We were very happy with the first
day's results.  We decided to go for a run afterwards.

We went back to the hotel, stripped and stretched together, including some
yoga poses this time, which got us excited, and put on our running gear.
We had a relaxing, brisk bare chested run in the neighborhood of the hotel,
which was not far from a riverside trail.  It was a great way to unwind and
de-stress.  When we got back, we took off our sweaty gear, and had another
naked stretch and a cool down.  We again gave each other warm, relaxing
enemas.  Then we showered the sweat off together and gave each other
another thorough cleaning.  We washed each other's backs, cocks and anuses.
We limited our playtime in the shower to prostate massages and some mutual
masturbation, because we had to get dressed again for supper and then plan
out our next day's questions.  We tried rinsing with the removable nozzle
turned to the "needle" setting again, which was very stimulating.  We dried
off and put on some street clothes for a restaurant.

When we got back from supper, we stripped again and did our planning naked.
I decided that this was the way to do it.  Then we had a nightcap as we
finished our discussion.

We repeated our playtime from the night before, only this time we started
by putting Ted on his belly for a full body massage, including his
prostate.  I started by straddling his body and doing long strokes from his
neck to his waist until I felt all of the knots release.  My penis was
resting in his crack.  Then I moved down and gave him a thorough butt
massage.  I worked on each buttock and then the anal triangle - his inner
thighs, perineum and rosebud.  I vibrated his perineum, which is like an
external prostate massage, and then massaged his prostate directly with one
and then two fingers.  His long uncut dick stretched behind him, and I
didn't neglect it as I moved up and down.  I moved a forearm up and down
his crack.  His soft moans gave me all the feedback I wanted.  I massaged
his legs and feet.  When I turned him over, I remembered to give special
attention to his nipples.  I massaged his chest and belly, nuzzled his
pubic hair and licked and swallowed his throbbing cock.  Now that I had
opened him up, I raised his big hairy legs to my shoulders and I penetrated
him.  After he adjusted, we fell into a satisfying rhythm until we both
came, our third orgasm in 24 hours.

We traded off, but Ted was now a bit tired and gave me a much shorter
massage.  That was OK.  It had been a long day.  We then had another cozy
night cuddling in bed together.

We won our lawsuit.  We didn't work on a case together again, but kept up
our friendship.  After our sex at the hotel, Ted and I continued to run
together and enjoy steam baths and saunas afterwards, and he joined me in
doing naked yoga every week.  Now, we would sometimes start and end our
runs at my house and finish with a naked cool down, followed by a shower
together and an exchange of erotic massages, which we both loved.  It was
great to have him as a massage buddy.  When his family was out of town, we
ended a run at his house, stripped and showered off outdoors at his pool,
and then played in the pool like otters before trading outdoor massages.  I
had brought my massage table over for the occasion.  The feel of a breeze
on our body hair was delicious.

Eventually, Ted came out of the closet with his family and he and his wife
divorced.  He assured me that I was not "the other woman."  It would have
happened anyway.  His sons had grown, and managed to adjust to their dad's
new life.  Ted bought a small place out in the country which became a kind
of spa.  The house sat on a hill up a long drive from a country road.  On a
summer day, I would arrive, and we would strip down, stretch, and go for a
naked run, holding our nylon shorts until we got to the road.  We would
wear the shorts only until we got back to his drive and then run up the
hill naked.  We loved feeling the breeze in our body hair.  We would take
off our shoes, cool down and stretch, and then wash each other's sweat off
in an outdoor shower, followed by play in his pool and mutual massages.

He also had a steam shower big enough for six men which we especially
enjoyed after cold weather runs. It had a built-in douche nozzle.  We would
have enemas, play with toys in the shower, and then sit on butt plugs and
stimulate our prostates in the steam until we worked up a sweat.  We would
finish with a wash and rinse, dry off, and then it was off to the massage
table again.

Then we would spend an evening eating dinner and watching television.
There was never another question that we would sleep together in the nude
and spoon each other.  I never regretted allowing Teddy to seduce me.