Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2018 13:32:32 -0700 From: donnyperez@secmail.pro Subject: Hotel Room Discovery Hotel Room Discovery DISCLAIMERS: This story is totally fictional, but I prefer stories that seem real, so don't expect anything too strange. It has explicit sex scenes, but also some character developing about doubts, feelings and sexuality. I think we all can relate to that. If you are not comfortable with that or this stories are not legal where you live, then don't read them. English is not my native language. I hope I made no mistakes. This is a fantasy, I do not condone having sex with a minor in real life. Consider supporting Nifty to keep this stories online. You can send any comments to donnyperez@secmail.pro If my father had known that leaving me in the hotel would mean having my first sexual experience, he would probably have encouraged me to go out to explore the city. But being the over protective dad that he was, even more so than my mother, and my first time in Madrid, his orders were clear: you must not leave the hotel alone. I had just turned 14, so I knew I could very well handle being on my own in the big city. But this trip to the capital was in fact part of my birthday presents. My father had bought tickets to go to a concert of one of my favourite rock bands and on saturday we would go to the amusement park. So I had no intention to pick a fight with him and I would patiently wait in the hotel if he wanted me to do so. No problem. He had arranged it so our weekend out came at the same time than one of his business travels, so we arrived in Madrid on a Wednesday night, and the concert was on Friday. I had two days to be on my own in the hotel. "It will not be that bad", my father had told me. "There's a swimming pool and even a small fitness center. You will be fine". Going to the pool was a good choice, being the end of June, but the hotel was a business oriented stablishment, with plenty of conventions and meetings apparently, so there was no one my own age. By lunch time the first day I was in fact pretty bored. I had been out of the pool and unconsciously watching some of the other guys going in and out of the water when a voice startled me. "Aren't you too young?" "Excuse me?", I said turning nervously to the guy that was now standing by my side, feeling as if I had been caught doing something wrong. Maybe I was. "I mean, you are too young to be attending a business convention", he said smiling. I felt myself blush a little. He was way younger than the rest of the guests in the hotel, but he was easily double my age. And I found him strangely attractive. "Errr, no, in fact, I am not attending... I mean, I am not... Well, I'm just traveling with my father..." I was very shy, and was kicking myself internally for being this nervous. The man just smiled. "Your father did really choose an entertaining trip for a teenager". I felt myself blush again. "Well, in fact, we are going to a concert in the weekend and to the amusement park. It's just that my father has to attend some meetings". I felt a little stupid having to defend my father in front of this stranger. "So, your father is attending one of the meetings here? Maybe I know him". "No, he has meetings,... other meetings... elsewhere", I stammered. The stranger was now seductively peeling off his shirt. He smiled again. "I hope you are having some fun here. How is the pool?", he asked, caressing his abs and looking at me straight in the eyes. "Well, it's good, actually... er... I have to go eat now... bye". And I hurriedly picked up my things without even turning back to the man. Was he really trying to hit on me? Was it my imagination? Did that thought excite me? I was still a bit confused about my sexuality, but I had never felt so undoubtedly attracted to anyone. It was scary. ------------------------------------------- The rest of the day went as expected. I had lunch, went to the pool again and that night I visited the city center with my father and we had a good dinner in a restaurant. I had fun, and the stranger was completely pushed out of my mind. The next morning I was awake early, as my father left, so I decided to get up and take advantage of the day. After breakfast, I went to check the fitness center. It was not very large, but had a decent amount of machines and I spent there nearly one hour. I had gone upstairs in a bathing suite and a t-shirt, planning to go out to the pool again, but when I was leaving I saw a door marked as 'Sauna'. I was really curious about going to a sauna. There was a small room with lockers and benches that was empty, and a wooden door that led to the actual sauna. You could feel the heat coming out of the room. Being summer, the warm air was not very appealing, but still I opened the door to see how it was inside. It was dark, and steamy, so I couldn't see a thing. I tentatively stepped a bit inside. "Boy, either you enter or you go out, but close the door please", said an old man sitting at the back of the room. "Sorry", I murmured, stepping inside and letting the door close. Only then I saw the young man from the swimming pool, sitting alone next to the entrance. He greeted me with a nod of his head. "You do know that you are supposed to be nude in the sauna, don't you?", he said smiling. "What!? Err... No, I am not... I only was...". Again my stupid nerves! "If you are not nude, you will not sweat properly", the man said. "Here, you can use this extra towel". I took it and realized that the three men inside had towels loosely draped over their laps. I felt a bit stupid. "I don't know..." I started to say. But the man smiled again. "Come on, you should try it. You will feel refreshed after. I promise". So I nervously turned around, taking my t-shirt off and then fumbling with my bathing suit and at the same time trying to cover myself with the towel. I failed miserably, and had I not been totally flushed with the heat of the sauna, I would have turned crimson when I exposed myself to the stranger. It was a fraction of a second before I covered with the towel again. At least I was not erect. I was too shy and uncomfortable for that. The two men in the back were lost in their conversation, but the young man was smiling, looking directly at me. "You could have done that in the locker room, you know?" Again, I felt ashamed. "Don't sweat it", he said smirking. "We are all men here, it's no big deal". And as if to demonstrate his point, he got up letting his towel fall and drinking some water from a small fountain I had not noticed before. And thus I was seeing a naked man for the first time in my life. He smiled at me again, going back to the bench, rearranging the towel. I looked down, totally embarrased. "Come on, sit here and tell me how are you finding this trip so far". This started a friendly conversation between the two of us. The akwardness gradually disappearing. The man was actually very nice and I felt myself relax, telling him about my life and hearing about his. I learned his name was Jorge and he worked for his family company. As he was the only one of his siblings that had completed economy and business studies, he was the one attending meetings and conventions and closing comercial agreements. He had a way of being funny even if what he was telling was not specially comical in any way, so I found myself laughing a lot. The two older men finally got up, fortunately with their crotches covered in the towels, and exited the room, saying their goodbyes politely. We fell silent for the first time. Jorge got up again to drink and when he got back he sat nearer to me, his leg touching mine. "Do you know what's the worst thing about this business travels? Being alone. You spend two or three days apart from your family and friends. I bet your girlfriend is missing you already..." "Well, I don't really have a girlfriend...". "Don't really?", asked the man, smiling again. "Well, I mean... no", I said feeling a bit stupid again. "I am sure girls will be heading your way soon", he said, studying my reaction. "But at your age I bet you are more comfortable with other guys", he said, patting my leg softly with his hand. "Err... well... I don't know". "Relax, it is just natural, it doesn't mean anything. When I was your age I had a very close friend. We were so close that other people would joke about us being gay...". His hand was now caressing my knee and I was getting very nervous again. I got up myself to drink some water. I was now erect, and it showed clearly in the towel. "Don't worry. As I said, we are all men here. It's natural. Surely you and your friends have seen each other with boners before... It just happens". "Well, no...we don't really..." "No? Come on, we are friends now. You can tell me. Having a wank with your friends is totally normal. I was a teenager myself, back in the day, we all did it". "No way!", I protested laughing a bit to cover my nervousness. "You and your friends...?", I whispered now, feeling my erection throb. "Of course. As I said, it's totally normal. Nothing to be ashamed of". Just then the door opened again and three men entered the room, chatting away with each other. I hurried to sit again, trying to hide my erection. Jorge laughed, quietly. "I think I am going back to my room, to relax a bit. What are you going to do?", he said, looking into my eyes. "I..." "I bet you want to relax too, after your workout. I am in the last floor of the building, room 705. I alway take it because it has the best views from this hotel. I bet you would like them", he looked briefly in the direction of the tree men, that seemed totally oblivious to our presence. "Well, I am heading out now. See you", he said, getting up. I was totally astounded. Was he really inviting me to his room? My head was spinning. Everything in our conversation felt now dreamlike. I got up, feeling unsteady and I took a long cold shower in a room adjacent to the sauna. "This is madness", I thought. "I will just go to the swimming pool and forget this ever happened". But once in the elevator I found myself heading for the seventh floor. I paced nervously from one end of the corridor to the other, pretending I was just going somewhere when I found other guests. But finally I was standing next to the door of the 705 room. I didn't know what to do. What was I going to say? What if I was wrong about the whole thing? I was seriously considering leaving when the door cracked open and Jorge appeared siticking his head out of the door. "What are you doing there? Come on in". I hesitated for a second, but I finally found myself inside of the room. The courtains were open, and you could see far away. When I turned around I saw Jorge was naked. And erect. "Why are you...? Don't! Someone will see you...". "Don't worry, we are higher than any near building. No one can see a thing", he said, smiling. "I didn't think you would show up, after all. You are lucky I have telepathical powers so I could sense you were outside...", he said grinning. I grinned nervously back, sensing again like I was in a dream. His cock was not very large. I fact I would now say it was slightly below average. But it was bigger than mine. More mature. And so alluring... "Why don't you take a shower?", he asked, after handing me a bottle of pineapple juice out of the small refrigerator in the room and choosing a coke for himself. I shook my head. "My father says this drinks are too expensive". Jorge laughed quietly. "I know, but I want to invite you. Why don't you drink it and take a shower? I will wait for you". I went inside the bathroom feeling very self conscious. I showered really fast and when I came back into the room clutching a towel around my middle I was so nervous I was shaking a little bit. Jorge was sitting on the bed, watching TV, still nude and erect. I spilled some of the juice into the floor. "Sorry", I mumbled. "It's just...I don't... Sorry" "Man, don't worry. Listen, You can go back to your room now if you want. You should not feel forced to do anything you don't want to. Yo have your choice, you can go back or you can come to bed with me. I promise you we are not going to do anything you don't want or feel prepared to do". Again, I was hesitating. I grabbed my clothes, but then suddenly I dropped them, I drank the last of the juice, and finally I let the towel fall to the floor as I hurried to sit in my haunches beside Jorge, hiding my dick. "Come lie with me", he said smiling, letting himself rest in the soft mattress. The AC was on and the air in the room was cool and fragant. I realized this last part was because of the deodorant Jorge used. He then started caressing me, softly, hugging me lightly and speaking to me in hushed tones, the way people talk to scared horses in films. I felt how it gradually started to work, and when he leaned in to kiss me I was ready to kiss him back. My first real kiss. Jorge was being really gentle. Soon my erection was pressing against his body and I could feel his pressing near my thigh. "That's it, boy! Press it against me", Jorge whispered. "You are such a hottie...". I really could not move a lot. I didn't have room, but that was better, because I could not overdo it. I was just pressing against him with the right force to keep me aroused, but not too much. He then forced me to lie down on my back, kissing my neck and then my nipples softly. I had my eyes closed, feeling muy precum rolling down my shaft, and then his tongue, gathering it, and his mouth closing on my hardness. He caressed my balls, lapping my member with his tongue, making sucking motions... I could not last long. "Let it happen", he said, sensing that I was close. "You are too charged, you need release...". And when he covered it with his mouth again I was instantly cumming. Forcefully. I was sure it was shooting farther than ever, but I could not see a thing. I collapsed on the bed, and felt Jorge above me. He started kissing me again and I wanted to avoid it. I didn't want my sperm in my mouth. That was a bit gross... But then I just let it happen and it was so hot I even moaned a little bit. "How was that?", he asked. I just smiled at him. We kissed a bit more, and then I tried to replicate what he had just done. "You don't have to..." "I want to try it..." So I made a very poor attempt of a blowjob. I was eager to learn, but would gag, and make too much spit. More than the taste of his precum I later remembered the smell. It smelled of sex and somehow of passion. He was taking a lot of time to cum, and when I was tired he would just hug me and we would make out. Finally I found a good rythm and when he warned me he was cumming I made my mind to let him do it in my mouth. I just pointed it to the side of my mouth, but I gagged a little bit anyway, and finally had a coughing fit. I swallowed a little bit and the rest went into a paper tissue he handed me. "You didn't really had to...", he said, hugging me again. I looked at the clock in the room. It was not late, but I didn't know what to do now. "Don't you have to go to the convention?" "Not really. I am only interested in the presentation for this afternoon. You can stay here if you want". I really didn't think we would have sex again. For me this had been incredible already. But of course we were both hard again in minutes, lying nude together in the bed like that, hugging lightly and making out softly. And then he started pressing his finger into my butthole. I was a bit worried with that move. "I am not going to stick it in you if you don't want to. But you should try how it feels. Wait a minute". He got up and came back with a small bottle of lube. I was still unconvinced. "Here, you do it to me too". And just like that, we were playing with each other buttholes. My erection subsided a bit, but when it came back, it was harder than ever. "Do you want to put it in me?", he asked finally. "I love it both ways". "But I don't know how...". He positioned himself and explained me what needed to be done. "I always practice safe sex, so I am clean, and you are new to this, so you are clean too. I want your sperm in me. Do it, leave your essence in me". I was like an animal in heat. I put it inside in one go. He grunted audibly, but told me to keep going. I don't think I lasted very long, it was too short, but too intense, I felt myself spasm inside him and I collapsed in his arms. We traded some kisses after my member slipped out and I started playing with his cock. "Does it hurt?", I asked. "It doesn't hurt if it's done properly. Maybe a little at first if you are not used to it". I let my thoughts and feelings wander for a while, still caressing his hardness. "You can do it to me if you want, it's only fair. You didn't even cum..." "Are you sure?" "No, but I want you to. Just... Just be gentle". He didn't need to be told twice. He kissed me tenderly and then put a pillow behind my butt. He prepared my hole for a long time, kissing me and licking my nipples and my cock. I was hard again. It even hurt a bit, not used to so much action. Finally he looked me in the eyes and put it inside, slowly and gradually. I was expecting pain, but it was only some discomfort. "Are you okay?" "Yes". And then he really started making love to me. Pressing inside slowly, kissing me softly, my cock pressed against our bodies. It was a orgasm totally different to any other. It wasn't centered in my cock, it seemed to surged all around my groin, feeling like I had to pee, but with the pleasure of an orgasm. I wasn't even sure if I had cum, but I had, and he did inside me. He got partially up and ran his hand all over the sticky mess. Cumming for the third time in such a short space of time, I am sure there was more sweat than semen. But he smiled down to me. "You cummed again." "Yeah." Suddenly we realized it was really late. I think we had dozed off. He ordered a quick lunch and I hid in the bathroom when room service came in. I am sure the smell in our room was unmistakable, but the woman said nothing. We showered really fast and ate and kissed each other and just like that I was back in my room, feeling for sure for the first time that I was gay. I had totally changed. I felt older, even, I felt I was not a child anymore. I showered again, feeling a bit sore in my butt. I prepared to go to the concert, as in automatic motions. When my father arrived, I was ready to go. I think he sensed something had changed, but he couldn't really put his finger on what it was. I didn't see Jorge again. We had a lot of plans for the weekend and never stopped a lot in the hotel anymore. Probably Jorge had left that Saturday. We hadn't exchanged our contacts, so I never knew of him again. In any case I would never forget what I discovered in that hotel room, so many years ago.