Date: Tue, 7 Oct 2003 12:27:35 -0700 (PDT) From: jared jared Subject: snowy layover First Try... Hope You Enjoy... As I Peered through the small rectangular pane of glass, the ground finally became visible again after three hours of being 30,000 feet below me. It was solid white. The weather had let up just enough to allow my plane to land. Our flight had been suspended in a circular pattern over the twin cities for nearly forty-five minutes waiting for the snow to let up. I sat back in my seat, closed my eyes, and waited on the inevitable jolt when the wheels made contact with the frozen ground. The flight attendant began her routine, and I let out a small sigh of relief. See, I hate flying, but I will suffer through it for a week on the ski slopes. The sigh was small however, because I am only half way home; only a thirty minute layover here until I have to go through all of this again. As the plane crept to a stop at the gate, I gathered my belongings and headed down the dismal tunnel to a surprisingly frantic terminal. It didn't take me long to realize what was causing the mild hysteria -- flights didn't appear to be leaving. Great, just great. I walk to the nearest ticket counter to enquire about my situation. No smiling faces behind the counter. Not really wanting to hear the truth, I asked about my flight. Cancelled. Not delayed... cancelled. Next flight out 5:00 pm tomorrow -- 24 hours from now. Not in any hurry to get home, this does not greatly upset me. I pull out my frequent flier card, and ask the agent which hotel they are going to put me up in. She looks at me as if I am joking. "I am sorry sir, but flight cancellations due to weather conditions do not qualify a free hotel room." "Are you serious?" "Absolutely. I can offer you this meal voucher however if you wish to stay in the airport." Slightly dumbfounded I turn away, leaving the agent with meal voucher in her hand. I walk to a pay phone and call my family. I inform them that I am stuck in Minneapolis, not to bother meeting me at the airport. I tell them that I plan on staying in the airport overnight because I cannot afford another hotel room after a week in the mountains. I give my goodbyes with a promise to call them tomorrow, and hang up the phone. I turn around and notice an extremely handsome man standing in line behind me. "All yours." I say as I brush past him. I walk across the terminal to a small coffee shop. I buy my coffee and sit down to read yet another magazine. I see someone walk past to the table in front of me, but i do not look up from the article. As I finish my coffee and magazine, I arch my back and raise my arms to stretch. It is then that I notice the person sitting across from me is the guy from the phone line. He is sitting there, his coffee on the table, his eyes buried in a newspaper. I take this chance to admire him: mid thirties. dressed in suit and tie. probably between 185 and 200 pounds. definitely visits a gym, but doesn't live there. shaved head. goatee. I come out of my dreaming gaze to realize that he is now looking at me. "Sorry" I say as I look away. "Thats okay. Welcome back." "I'm sorry?" "Failed attempt at humor. You looked like you were in another world.. 'welcome back.'" "Oh.." I chuckled. "So are you stuck here all night too?" I asked. "Minneapolis, yes... Airport, no." "Airline put you up? Because mine wouldn't." "No, in town for business for a few nights." "What I wouldn't give for a shower and a bed... Guess I will have to make do with coffee and a restaurant booth." "You are welcome to stay in my room for the night." "No thanks, I don't want to put you out." "I promise it won't put me out. I wouldn't have offered otherwise." I take him up on his offer and we walk to baggage claim and then to the exit. Outside there is a silver H2 waiting at the curb for us. Company car. We get in and began heading towards the hotel. In the car we continue small talk. My name -- Jared. His name -- Josh. My vacation. His work (pharmaceuticals). We arrive at the hotel and check in. One elevator ride... twelve floors. He opens the door and we enter the room. Queen size bed. He puts his bags down and picks up the phone. "You want any food?" he asks me "Sure... hamburgers fine." "Hi, I would like to order some room service for room 1225... Two hamburgers....and Two Cokes. And could you also please send up a cot. Thanks." A cot? Dammit. The food and roll-a-bed come and we sit and eat on the end of the queen bed watching television. He gets up and says that he's going to take a quick shower. He walks into the bathroom and closes the door. I hear the water come on. I pick up the remote control and begin mindlessly flipping through channels. MTV... NBC... HBO... PORN... VH1... wait, go back! PORN!!! Free porn channels apparantly. I sit there and watch the two women making love to each other on screen. Nothing. The phone rings, so I walk over to the table to answer it. "Yes, we received the cot. Thank you." I turn back around to see Josh walking out of the bathroom holding a towel over his crotch, the edges of his bush visible... his ass completely naked. Water is dripping off his hot body -- a moderate amount of hair is matted to his chest... a happy trail leading to the towel covered crotch. The remote is on the bed, I am on the other side of the room, and PORN is on the television. "Forgot my shaving kit," he says. "Forgot the remote on the bed," I chuckle. He looks at the television -- the two women grinding their pussies together. He looks expressionless at the tv for a minute then picks up the remote. He flips the channel: MORE PORN -- a girl and two guys. The girl has two hot cocks in her mouth, and the guys begin kissing. He tosses the remote down. "This is more like it," he says. He walks to his bag and grabs his shaving kit. I watch him walk back to the bathroom, hand and towel over his crotch, staring at his hot bare ass. He leaves the door open this time. The girl on the television begins playing with her pussy as the two men begin sucking each other. My cock is hard as a rock in my pants. After about ten minutes I jokingly yell at Josh to save some hot water for me. He says he is almost finished. I sit on the edge of the bed and slide my hand down my pants... squeezing my cock. "Good stuff, huh?" I didn't even notice Josh walk up next to me. He is soaking wet, with the towel covering his crotch again. "I left the water running for you." I pull my shirt, shoes, socks and pants off and walk to the bathroom in my black boxer briefs. I also leave the door open, remove my underwear and get in the steamy hot shower. Soaping myself up I begin massaging my throbbing cock. Letting go before i cum, I put my face under the hot stream of water and run my hands over my face. DAMMIT. I forgot to shave. I decided to get out and shave real quick then finish my shower. I pull back the shower curtain and there is Josh. He is standing at the sink also shaving. He is completely naked. The towel once held in place over his crotch is around his ankles. "Sorry, Jared... forgot to shave." "Yeah, thats what I was about to do too." I step out of the shower... dripping wet, steam rising off my body. I leave the towel hanging on the rack and step up to the sink next to Josh. "Mind if I join you?" "Be my guest." I lather my face and pick up my razor. In the mirror I see two gorgeous nude men. Both dripping wet. Strong torsos... happy trails leading to nice thick pubic bushes. The bases of both our cocks visible, the rest hidden by the counter. I continue small talk as we continue shaving. He begins shaving his head as i finish up. I get back into the shower. My cock is now at full attention again. My hand slides down my hard chest, finding my throbbing cock once again. I stroke it so sensually, knowing that a HOT naked man is on the other side of the curtain. "Mind if I join you?" I open my eyes to see Josh in the shower with me. Remnants of shaving cream on his face and head. "Be my guest." He moves in close with me under the spray. I feel his muscled pecs press against my back. I close my eyes and lean into him. His hardening cock presses against my ass. I lean my head back against his, turning my face towards his. His lips find mine and they lock. His arms come around me and begin caressing my body. I slowly turn towards him. Our hard cocks pressing firmly against each others. I feel his bush against my stomach. Our tongues begin dancing in each others mouths as my hands find their way down his smooth back to his perfect ass. I pull my face away from his and begin kissing my down his chest. Stopping at each nipple, to flick my tongue over. I follow the trail of hair with my tongue until i feel his bush tickling my chin. My hands are still on his ass as I begin swirling my tongue through the brown mound of hair at the top of his cock, which is sliding against my cheek. My mouth meets the base of his cock and I follow the thick meat to the tip with my tongue. After several minutes of having his cock deep in my throat, I stand back up and kiss him again. He begins the same process with me. I lean my back against the cold shower wall for support. I rub my nipples as I look down at this sexy shaved head bobbing on my cock, his goatee tickling my smooth balls. I pull my cock out of his mouth before I cum and squat down, eye level with Josh. He sits back on his ass, stretching his legs out. I do the same, my right leg under his left, and my left leg over his right. We scoot close to each other until we are crotch-to-crotch. I wrap my arms around this hunk, and pull my chest against his. Pec against pec. We begin kissing each other again as I begin slowly grinding my crotch against his. I can feel his bush with the tip of my cock. He begins grinding back. Our tongues are deep in each other's mouths. As we sit entwined on the floor of the bathtub, grinding away in a reciprocating rythm, I feel the intensity rise in my balls. I feel the first explosion of hot cum shoot between our stomachs. I begin moaning uncontrolably as more and more seed shoots between us. Just as I am finishing, I feel the first of his hot eruption. He begins moaning with me. As the cum subsides, we continue kissing. I untangle my legs from his. He stretches out completely on the bathtub floor, and I follow suit, laying my hot sticky body directly on top of his. He wraps his arms around me. Both of us breathing heavily. I lay my head on his shoulder... tracing my finger over his chest... the hot water spraying on us both. "So, do you have any family at home?" I ask. "No, my parents, but I don't live with them. one sister; she is married with three kids. only me and my dog back home. You?" "No. I have a roommate and a dog, but thats it." We stand up and begin washing the cum off of each others bodies. I turn the water off and reach for a towel. I dry Josh off, caressing his warm skin. He does the same to me. We turn off the bathroom light and head back into the bedroom. "You know, I only ordered the cot as a just-in-case you weren't interested. I was hoping that was the case. I was ready to sleep there though, in case you weren't interested." Josh pulls the sheets back on the queen bed, and holds his hand out presenting the bed to me. "After you." I am standing with my dirty underwear in my hand. "All my others are still on the plane." "You're kidding right?" "No, I'm serious. All I have is what I wore...." "No. I mean you aren't planning on wearing anything are you? I am sure not." I smile at him and jump into the bed... To be continued... (MAYBE)