Date: Fri, 3 Jun 2005 18:51:56 -0400
From: Reprobate <rprob8@hotmail.com>
Subject: I_met_Aaron_in_Dallas - Part 1

After my business trip to Houston (see Houston Urologist story), I had
preplanned to take some holiday days in Dallas before heading home.  The
Dallas branch of the charity I worked with was putting on a fund-raising
gala so I had decided it would be a good opportunity to show our banches
support.

I flew in from Houston the morning of the gala ... grabbed a taxis to my
hotel so I could settle in and maybe catch a few hours sleep.  I was
somewhat exhausted from my last few days with my Houston Urologist (he says
with a VERY big grin).

I got settled into my suite which the company had chosen to pay for as a
bonus for a job well done with our Houston suppliers.  It was a nice suite
but not nearly as luxurious as the suite I had at the Holiday Inn in
Houston ... but nice all the same.  I got unpacked ... jumped in the shower
and then quickly went to sleep laying naked on the bed.

I had arranged with the desk to give me a wake up call at 6 PM and then
asked room service to deliver a light dinner to the room about 15 minutes
later.  I took my time getting ready, another shower, shave and getting
myself into my tuxedo at a leisurely pace.  The conscierge had a taxi
waiting for me when I came down from my room and a few short minutes later
I stepped out at the gala at about 9PM.  I introduced myself to the "powers
that be" and they all initially fussed a bit about our chapter being
represented ... but very quickly I was left on my own.  A stranger in a
strange place where I knew no one.  Everyone seemed to be isolating
themselves in thier own little groups ... and obviously on this night not
willing to extend their circles to include a stranger.

By 10 PM I was more than ready to disappear from the gala ... before the
sit down dinner was served.  Oh well ... another $200 shot for another
boring night.  I walked out into the welcoming night and hailed a taxi
.. went back to my hotel with the intention of boring myself further by
sitting in front of the television.  Back in the room I thought to heck
with it ... I am going out for a while.  So I changed into jeans & t-shirt,
checked the info on where the "gay area" was in Dallas, grabbed a light
jacket and soon I was in another taxi enroute to what I hoped was a better
time.

The taxi dropped me off and I took a leisurely walk down the street
... seeking maybe a bar that I could enjoy a few beers in.  Luck would have
it that I did not have to walk far.  I walked in and looked around a bit
and no one seemed to be paying attention ... thankfully.  I hate walking
into a bar and whenever anyone comes in it seems conversation stops and
everyone is looking at the new arrival.  I walked up to the bar ... ordered
my beer and found myself a table easily in the not too busy bar ... and lit
up a welcome cigarette.

I noticed a guy practically on the other side of the bar ... lordy was he
built.  You know the kind ... shoulders out to there ... hips into here
... and jeans so tight he looked like he had been poured into them.  Great
basket and fantastic butt and he was stretching his too small t-shirt
almost to the point of bursting its seams .... or so it seemed.  But he was
real young I was sure.  Young compared to me anyway.  I was then 37, I
figured he was no more than maybe 23 or 24 ... wouldn't be interested in an
"old fogey" like me.  Unexpectedly, he finished his beer and chose to take
the long way around to the bar for a refill, passing my table.  As he
approached he kind of nodded his head and smiled and I responded with a
"Hi" as his eyes left mine and looked down my chest ... at which point he
quietly chuckled and continued on to the bar and a fresh beer.

On his way back he again chose to pass by my table and he seemed to still
be chuckling somewhat to himself and again had glanced at my chest.  For
the life of me I could not figure out what he found so amusing about my
chest.  He walked on a few tables and then suddenly spun around and came
back to stand at the other side of my table.

"I love your t-shirt" he said

I looked down and only then really noticed which t-shirt I had grabbed.  It
had a picture of 2 ducks sort of making out with something like "Ducks in
Motion" or some such fool expression on it.  I just grabbed it because it
was white ... not paying attention to what was on it or if it had anything
on it.  I just knew it was clean.

Anyway ... we both chuckled a bit at its corniness and introduced ourselves
and shook hands.  His name was Aaron ... and up close he was devastatingly
handsome ... or at least I thought so.  His hair was jet black and softly
curly and was cut just below collar length.  But it was his eyes that
captivated me.  Blue ... such a wonderful shade of blue and so bright and
sparkling they literally were dazzling.

I asked him if he would care to join me ... fully expecting him to beg off
and tell me his friends were waiting or something.  Instead, he accepted,
set down his beer and left momentarily to excuse himself from his friends
and grab his jacket.  Before I knew it, he was back with his eyes boring
into me from across the table.

This was the first indication that seeped through my consciousness that
there might be a chance of more than conversation in our evening together.

Aaron commented "You are Canadian?"

I said "Yes ... how did you know?"

"Because of your cigarette pack mostly ... they don't make packs like that
down here.  But also by your accent".

I guess I am a typical traveller ... it never dawns on me to people ears in
other countries that I have an accent.

I smiled and said "I would have expected more of a twang in your speech
.. but I don't detect any sign of a twang or drawl at all."

"I was born and raised in New England not far from the Canadian border.
I've only been down here for 5 years"

"I guess that explains it".

"You have the most amazing eyes" he says. "They are such a brilliant green"

"Oh?  They are green tonight are they?  I guess I shouldn't be surprised.
They do tend to change colors, depending on my mood.  Officially, they are
hazel ... but sometimes are grey or blue or as they apparently are now
... green"

"Oh really" Aaron says with a smile "and what mood do you have to be in for
them to turn green?"

Without really thinking I just blurted out the truth "They usually turn
green when I am horny, the brighter the green the hornier I am"

Realizing I just shared that info with a practical stranger I started
blushing and added that "it also depends on what I am wearing."

Aaron laughed loudly at my blushing and said "I think we need another drink
each" and got up from the table to go to the bar.

His crotch seemed to be a wee bit fuller when he stood ... and as he passed
by at my side, he stopped and pulled the neck of my t-shirt out and
whipered in my ear as he saw my hairy chest that he loves hairy men .. and
continued on up to the bar.  When he returned and placed the beers on the
table, I thanked him and continued to inform him if he likes hairly men he
hit the "mother load" with me because I am like a gorilla.  His eyes
flashed brightly and a little smile came across his lips ... he walked
behind me and pulled the neck of my t-shirt out at the back for a second.
Then he came around and sat in his chair.  As he did, I could see his cock
stretching across his left hip ... definitely showing more than he was a
few short minutes ago.

At that point Mother Nature intruded and I had to go to the washroom but
had no idea where they were ... so Aaron pointed me in the right direction
and informed me he would be right behind me.  I went into the washroom and
thankfully there was no one else there ... I get a "pee shy" ... so I went
up to urinal at an end and quickly felt the relief of a need to piss held
too long.  As I was finishing, Aaron came in and stood next to me
... hauled out a beautiful cock, at least 7 fat inches semi hard and
unleashed his torrent.  Gad, he needed to piss as badly as I did.

As I was about to zip up Aaron says "No, no yet, let me see it"

So I pull my wee dick out ... and as he is finishing his pissing he reaches
over and takes hold of dick between his first couple fingers and thumb and
jacks it a few times.  It quickly responds and I am full hard within
seconds ... medium thick and still under 6 inches.  As Aaron finishes his
pissing, I reach over and wrap my full hand around his cock and jack it a
few times.  In no time it is fully engorged again ... at least 8 thick
inches and pulsing .... and so smooth.  We hear the outer door of the
washroom opening so we tuck ourselves back into our jeans and smile at each
other in the mirrors reflection as we wash our hands.

Back at the table ... I apologize for my small dick.  Aaron smiles brightly
and tells me not to apologize that he thought it was a wonderful cock.  I
kind of chuckle and joked that at least no one would have to worry about
choking on it.  Which caused me to totally blush again.

We toast each other with a laugh using our beer bottles and then he
mentions that I have a really good build.  I told him I had been lifting
weights since I was 12 ... and now at 37 was basically in "maintainence
mode".  Hoping to keep things firm ... but all my muscles basically had a
softer look to them now.  He said he likes the look on me ... and loves the
hair.

We got into a "mutual admiration" mode with me telling him how
devastatingly handsome I thought he was and how hot his body made me.  As
we were finishing up our beers, Aaron leans over and suggests we go back to
my hotel.  He says if he stays there looking at me much longer he was going
to drop a load in his jeans.  A few short minutes later we walked into my
hotel room and he immediately turns, pulls me to him and starts the first
of many long slow deep french kisses.  Minutes later he pulls back and says
"I knew you would be a fantastic kisser" .... and delved back in for
another.

Almost as if in a dance ... our clothes came off as we made our way to the
bed in the next room ... eventually falling together onto it side by side
... our kisses never seeming to stop.  We ground our hard cocks together,
each of us providing ample precum to lubricate us.  Before either of us was
ready, our grinding quickened and our breaths grew short as our climaxes
neared.  Aaron rolled on top of me and started humping my cock and abdomen
with his own ... and still we kissed, ravenously.  And suddenly time stood
still as we each drew in a deep breath ... all motion seem to stop.  Then
both our cocks started spewing their pent up cum between us .... coating
our chests and abdomens .... and we lay there hugging each other.  Our
faces nuzzling the others neck ... soft gentle kisses, each trying to suck
enough oxygen into our lungs .... and then, our lips making their way back
to each others lips once more.

Long minutes later, we start hugging again, softly carressing each others
bodies and then slipping to our sides ... looking at each other faces.
Smiles of satisfaction on each others faces.

Aaron then chuckles a bit and says "That was probably the best orgasm I
ever experienced ... and we were basically only making love with our minds
and our kisses on each other lips ... and a little impromptu frottage.  I
don't know if I could survive a full out "no holds barred" make love
session with you".

"I know what you mean.  That was fantastic ... almost scaringly fantastic.
For me, the little bit of frottage may have only speeded up the inevitable.
I was practically cumming just from the kisses."

"Yeah ... but I was practically creaming my jeans just sitting talking to
you at the bar, looking into those amazing eyes of yours and imagining what
you would look like naked.  And there you go blushing again.  You have no
idea just how good looking you are at all ... do you?"

"Well ... they will never hire me as the Marlboro Man.  I know I am "cute"
... in a strange sort of way.  My brother ... women tend to groan or sigh
and whisper that he is such a hunk.  I would love to be a hunk ... but the
best I get is "cute" I said with a smile.

"You, sir, are a whole lot better than just "cute".  In my eyes you are a
definite hunk ... and I am positively not the only one who thought so
tonight in the bar."

I looked at him quizically.

"You really are naive in some ways aren't you?  You really have no idea how
many of the guys in that bar were just drooling.  Didn't you even notice
Darryl ... the guy playing pool?  Gad, that guy never misses a shot, the
best player among the regulars ... and yet everytime he took a shot looking
in your direction tonight ... he missed.  And the bartender ... hell, we
won't even go there.  And my friends?  All four of them went "ga ga" as
soon as you walked in.  My gawd man, you may not make the next "Marlboro
Man" ... but you just exude something, there is an air about you, that just
kind of spreads out and envelopes a room.  That is why I sort of moved in
quickly.  I knew if I didn't then someone else was going to".

"Ahhhh ... you are just basking in post orgasmic bliss.  Its adled your
brain." I said smilingly as I once again roled over, gave him another kiss
and nuzzled his neck as my arm spread out across his chest and my leg bent
up to cover his thighs as I snuggled closer.

"You really do not know.  Don't realize it all.  Amazing." he says as he
pulls me closer and kisses the top of my head.

A few minutes pass before I speak, as I am carressing his hairless and well
muscled chest and abdomen.

"I still can't figure out why you chose to be with me tonight.  There were
so many others there closer to your own age.  Why'd you pick a relatively
old fart like me?"

"Well, you obviouslly don't believe me about how irresitable you are." as
he playfully slaps my back "But what do you mean 'closer to my own age'?
How old do you think I am?"

"I figure about 25 maximum.  To be honest, I was kind of expecting the old
line 'We can continue this in your hotel room for $100' or some such thing.
So I was doubly taken aback when you suggested we just leave the bar with
no mention of money"

"My gawd, the guy thinks I am a hustler.  Talk about a sort of backhanded
compliment hahahaha.  Actually, I am 35 and I own my own business and have
a number of people working for me .... and I will have you know, I am
reasonably successful at it.  So you are, at 37, not exactly out of my "age
range".  But I guess I should feel flattered that you thought me so young."
he says with a forgiving smile.

I am thankful I did not offend him with my disclosure.  We laid there,
cuddled in each others arms for a long while, discussing his business, my
job and the company I work for, our families ... it was like we had known
each other for decades.  We just basked in each others presence, explored
each others bodies but not in a way to arouse ... just to caress and hold
and get to know each other better.

With a smile and the twinkle of the imp in his eye, he gives me another
short kiss on the lips and extracates himself from my gentle hold.  He
stands there, my perfect Adonis, fists on his hips letting me drink in his
thick neck, broad shoulders & chest with those well muscled pecs, his
tapered abdomen down his even more slender hips .... to his tree trunk
thighs.  Hair only in a small patch under each arm ... and a trimmed bush
about his beautifully shaped circumcized cock that lazed thick and inviting
over low hanging balls..

Breaking the comfortable silence, he says "Since you think I am a hustler,
I am going to now demand payment.  Room service is on you.  You order ... I
need a shower."  and then he excused himself and disappeared behind the
door to the ensuite.

I had been hoping we could shower together ... so this unexpected turn kind
of took me off guard.  I ordered room service for us both and since it was
going to be about 20 minutes I decided to grab my own shower in the
bathroom off the main room of the suite as it came equipped with a large
walk in shower too.  We both emerged into the main room about the same
time, both fresh from our showers, hair washed and combed, each wearing one
of those hotel supplied terrycloth robes.  We advanced into each others
arms again as if we had been parted for days instead of minutes.

Interrupting our kiss ... the waiter with our food knocked on the door.  I
let him in and he proceeded to set up our meal on the fairly large dining
room table ... one at each end of it.  No sooner had he exited the suite
than Aaron & I rearranged things so I was at the end and he just around the
corner.  Each easily accessible to kiss, carress and fondle as each felt
the need to do it.

Nearing the end of our meal, I took his hand and asked "Will you stay the
night?"

"I did not think there was any question that I was going to" he smiled. "I
am not leaving your side until you tell me to."

I felt an unexpected warmth fill my chest.  I had never been in love
before, but I felt I might be falling in love now.  But ... I never
believed in love too much, let alone love this quickly.  So my logical side
shoved those feelings aside.  Or tried to.  I looked deeply into Aarons
eyes, and there I saw something, something that made me think he might be
experiencing the same emotions.

We set the dinner trolley outside the room, shut off all the lights and
retired to the bed .... slipping off our robes as we went.  We lay there
facing each other, kissing and stroking, exploring each other again but
with the sensuality to arouse.  There was no hurry, we took our time
... our lust had been satiated ... now was the time to make love to each
other.

Slowly we built up each others sexual hunger, taking turns kissing and
licking our way, covering each others bodies ... totally.  Our cocks stood
hard and firm away from our bodies as we each paid homage to each other.
Then Aaron coaxes me to lay on my back as he straddles my hips.  Leaning
over he kisses my lips, my throat and slowly licks and kisses his way to my
chest.  He takes one nipple into his mouth and tortures it gently with his
teeth, lips and tongue ... and then he makes his way over to the other one.
As he plays with my aroused tits with his fingers and carresses my pecs
... he mouths his way down to my cock which is now leaking precum like a
faucet.  I have never had what would be termed a hair trigger, but with
this man, I felt myself for the second time fighting to hold back the
inevitable explosion of cum .... wanting more of his love making before I
blew my load.

As Aaron moved his lips down, he was staddling my thigh, gently hunching
his hips so his cock was running up and down it.  As his lips encircled my
cock head and slowly made their way into my bush, I unexpectedly started
cumming in buckets down his hot throat ... his tongue constantly swirling
around my cock from top to bottom as shot after shot exited my body.
Suddenly he groans loudly and sucks harder and faster and I feel his cock
unleashing its load against my thigh ... the first few landing directly on
my balls ... which causes me to arch up further and unleash a few more
shots.

I am in such rapture that my whole body begins shaking.  Aaron asks if I am
OK .... thats how badly I am shaking.  I can only close my eyes and whisper
"Oh God yes.  Never better".

He rolls me on my side away from him and snuggles up behind me, enveloping
me in his arms.  Snuggling into my neck he says "This is a night of firsts
for me".

"Yeah" I say "me too.  Tonight, with you, has been the best sex in my
life. I can't believe it.  I have been having sex with guys for 26 years
... and never have I had orgasms like I have had with you.  And damned if I
know what this shaking is about ... thats a new one on me too."

"I have never gotten off by rubbing off on another guy.  Usually I need
something much more .... ummm ... tactile.  You know, fingers, mouth or a
tight butthole.  So its kind of blowing me away a bit that twice now, with
you, I have shot off just with a rub against your body.  And having without
question the best orgasms of my life,"

As I snuggle back further, Aaron says "Just a sec ... be right back" and
off he goes into the ensuite coming back a minute later with a damp cloth,
wiping his crotch & abdomen.  Then he is leaning over me wiping down my
thigh and balls and anywhere else his cum had shot.  He went back in the
bath and I could hear him rinsing out the cloth and then he was back
snuggling again and pulling me back into his warm embrace.

"Sorry about that" he says "I have this thing about being coated for too
long with drying cum"

I turn my head to the side and our lips meet again and then I say "No
problem.  Its more comfy this way anyways" and smile.

I am exhausted and I guess Aaron is too ... its now 3AM .... so we each
drift off.  Me snuggling into his warm embrace ... and I can feel his hands
occassionally running through my furry chest, his nipples rubbing against
my furry back ... and his cock ... a nice fat semi ... snuggled deep in my
very hairy butt crack ... as sleep overtakes us.

I slowly awake a few hours later, still enfolded in Aarons embrace.  I
become aware that his now hard cock is pressing gently against my butthole.
It presses a bit ...and then eases off ... then presses a bit more.  This
must have been going on for a while, I can feel precum spread out all over
the area down there ... and as Aarons cockhead enters my tight pucker a bit
... its oozing more directly where its needed.  On each gentle thrust his
cock goes in a bit more.  I don't talk and neither does he.  I am just
aware of his gentle motion and his quickening breaths on my neck.

I admit to you now ... I thought "condom" ... but my hunger was building by
then and I wanted to feel this man in me without the latex barrier.  Wrong
decision, I know, but at the moment it seemed right for me.

So as his cock was gaining entry by incremental fractions .... I took his
hand from the arm that lay under me and brought it to my mouth.  Kissing
his palm and fingers ... and then laying it on my cheek ... as I
experienced the building lust.  At one gentle thrust of his cock ... as he
paused a second before retreating again ... I forcefully moved my butt back
and I was immediately holding his entire cock head in my rectum.  The quick
intake of breath into my lungs signalled Aaron to just hold still as I
adjusted to his width.

My gawd he was thick.  As soon as his cock head popped through I
immediately tensed up with pain.  Within a few minutes, I was able to relax
and the pain abated ... I moved my butt back towards him, taking a bit more
and Aaron knew it was OK to slowly push himself in more.  Slowly and gently
he fed his cock into my hungry butt.  Believe it or not, and if you have
read my other stories you probably don't believe it, but, I don't allow
many people to fuck me, but this man, my own personal Adonis, I wanted him
... badly.  So he slowly fucked me back and forth ... each time easing more
of himself into me.  I am feeling fuller than I had in many a year and he
kept on kissing my neck and tonguing my ear whispering how tight I was ,
how hot and tight my ass was ... how wonderful it was.

My cock had gone rock hard as soon as the initial pain eased ... and his
slowly feeding me more and more of himself with the gentle withdrawals
between pushing himself more into me had my cock oozing precum like a
fountain.

Just as he made the final shove to move his last inch or so into me ... I
went over the top and started blasting my cum across the bed sheets.  My
asshole clamped down on him like a vice, my insides spasming with my climax
... and that caused him to lose control and Aaron started shooting his cum
far up my ass.  I could feel each jerk ... each spasm of his cock as he
unloaded in me.  My assholes vice like grip on his cock wouldn't permit him
to stroke in and out ... so he just hugged me and whispered how wonderful
it was .... how wonderful he felt.  At the same time my mind was swirling,
again with intensity of my orgasm but also with the knowledge that for the
first time in my life I came without anyone touching my cock while I was
being fucked.  Each time Aarons cock jumped releasing another spurt of his
cum ... my cock would ooze out some more of my seed.

Slowly as our breathing returned to normal, Aaron started to ease his
deflating cock out of my butt.  I grabbed his hips and told him "no
... stay in me a while.  Please" So he eased himself back in and his arms
enveloped me in their warmth.  And I, in turn, snuggled back into his
embrace once again.  Content ... and with a strange sort of knowledge
breaking through to my consciousness ... that for the first time in my life
... things seemed right in my world.

As we lay there, I tried as best I could to flex my ass muscles to massage
his cock back into hardness.  I must have done something right because
before I knew it ... Aaron was fully erect and starting a slow fucking
motion again ... his cum easing the friction of our fucking.

Aaron whispered "roll over on your back.  I want to see your face as I fuck
you"

Between a stroke I lifted my leg over him and then he drove home so his
pubes tickled my balls.  As my legs wrapped around his hips ... my cock
once again came to full erection.  I was using my legs to help thrust my
hips up to meet his inward strokes ... giving both of us maximum fucking
power.

"Don't close your eyes" Aaron said "I want to watch you and have you watch
me while I make love to you.  While I fuck your tight ass and shoot my load
... I want to see your eyes.  Your amazing eyes" and then he lowers himself
and kisses my lips deeply as he sinks himself fully into my hungry butt
... never closing his eyes.

He raises himself up again ... gazing into my eyes and me looking back at
his ... as his untiring fucking brings us each closer to another mind
shattering orgasm.  Peering at each others eyes ... almost looking through
each others eyes into each others very souls.  Its almost like we are
moving as one, he is fucking in and out of me with increasing speed .... I
am raising and lowering myself to meet each of his forceful thrusts .... my
hands reaching up to pinch and tease his nipples and pecs .... each
bringing the other to another new level of euphoria.  Our eyes never
leaving each other ... hardly blinking ... if at all.  He is possessing me
... in mind, body and even in spirit .... and I can see in his eyes that I
am possessing him.  Our thrusts become frenzied and suddenly .... we stop
... together with him on his deepest penetration ... and again time seems
to stand still.  I felt we were frozen, in that moment, for an eternity
... the height of ecstacy .... prolonged.  But it was, no doubt, only a
split second until the room was filled with our joint cries announcing our
orgasms.  Continuing staring deeply into each other eyes, we had reached
the precipice .... and now, together, we went free falling to the abyss
... never losing eye contact.

I could feel his cum exploding deep in my ass ... and each throb of his
cock forced an equal explosion from own cock ... the first spurting past my
head to land on the headboard, the next landing on my chest and slowly
draining my balls onto my abdomen until I had nothing left and my cock
jerked almost as if in a dry heave.

As I once again started my post orgasmic shaking, Aaron lowered himself on
top of me to hold me tight once again ... our eyes for the first time
breaking contact as our lips met with a kiss that continued to cause us to
share our bodies passions.

We held each other ... stroked each others body ... and with Aarons cock
slowly once again deflating within me.  Once again I clamped my butthole in
order to keep him inside.  He moaned and raised up to smile down at me.  As
I clung to him, in what I can only call a confused and desperate hug ... he
for the first time realized I had tears in my eyes .. occasionally breaking
free of my lids and running down the sides of my head onto the pillow
below.

"I did not hurt you ... did I?"  he asked, more than somewhat confused, but
leaning down to kiss my eye lids and gently lick away my tears.

"No ... definitely not.  Like the other times since we met, it was the most
incredible experience of my life."

"Then what's with the tears?"

"I don't know" I blurted out, almost angry.  "I don't know why I am crying.
I don't cry.  I never cry.  I have not shed a tear since my fathers funeral
21 years ago."

He ignored the tone of what I said and just kissed me deeply again and said
... its OK.  He said my secret was safe .... and once again stared deeply
into my eyes.  I pulled his head down again to nuzzle in my neck while my
hands caressed again his amazingly muscular back ... down across his butt
and back up again.

But deep down, I think I knew what was causing my tears.  I think I had
fallen completely in love with a man I had, to that point, known less than
10 hours.  I had never been in love before.  Yes, I freely shared the love
I felt for my family, my good friends .... I have loved various people all
my life ... but I had never been IN love.  And it was confusing and scaring
me.  This was not logical and my life depended on me being logical.  You
cannot fall in love this quickly.  And the reason I pulled Aarons head down
into a hug so quickly was ... I felt if he looked into my eyes he would see
and know what I was feeling.

As if reading my mind, Aaron, with his head on my shoulder, his hands
gently stroking my sides, his now deflated cock still being kept prisoner
in my butt murmurs softly "Its OK.  I feel it too."

"What do you feel?"

"I think I have fallen head over heals in love with you.  I think you are
feeling a little overwhelmed with the way you feel ... and with the speed
of it.  I am little overwhelmed myself.  But I am not so cynical about it
that I am going to deny or fight the feelings I have.  I am going to go
with them ... enjoy them ... wrap myself in them .... for however long what
we have going here lasts."

Aaron raised himself up, crossed his arms on my chest as he continued
speaking while once again looking into my eyes.

He says "You know when I knew I was in danger of falling in love with you?"

"When?" I ask

"The first time you blushed when we were at the bar drinking our beers.
When you told me your eyes turn green when you are horny. "

"But we hardly knew each other other than our names then."

"Yeah ... I know.  But I was already in lust for you a bit before that."

"Me, too .... ummm ... I mean the lust part.  Lust is immediate, love is
supposed to take a while" I said with a slight frown.

"Question?" I asked "why did you want to shower alone last night.  I
understand your wanting to shower, but was curious about why you did not
want me showering with you"

"What you are probably experiencing now ... I started experiencing then.  I
had to have a bit of time to sort out my thoughts and my emotions ... and
unscramble my brains after that awesome orgasm" he says with a smile and
twinkle in his eyes.

"Listen, lover" he says as he gives me a quick kiss on the lips "I have to
shower & shave then go take care of a few things ... but ... I would like
to come back and spend more time with you.  If that's OK.  Or are you ready
to boot me out of your life" again with the grin.

With the thought this wonderful man was leaving distracted me and his
deflated cock finally slipped from my ass.

With a whisper that conveyed the sense of loss of having him in me, and
knowing he will soon not be in my arms or looking into my soul I ask

"How long will you be gone?  Will you promise me you are coming back?"

"I promise.  The only way you are going to get rid of me is if you tell me
to leave ... permanently.  I should only be gone a couple or so hours.  I
need to go back to the bar and pick up my car, then go into my business to
make sure everyone is doing what they are supposed to be doing ... and
... inform them I am taking some time off."

"Oh," I said "are you going away someplace?"

"Good Lord ... you are either the most naive 37 year old I have ever met
.. or the thickest between the ears.  I am taking the time off to be with
you ... and only you.  For as long as you want me around.  How long are you
in Dallas?"

"Until Saturday."

"Good ... then I will take this entire week off.  Was it really only last
night we met?  I feel we have been together longer ... and have known each
other a life time."

And once again we embrace and explore each others mouths with our tongues.

Knowing we had to start moving, Aaron started to roll off me so he could
sit on the side of the bed.

"Oh yuck" he says with a big grin "is that cum or wallpaper paste you shoot
out of that thing?  Now you know why I like cleaning up right after.  If we
had stayed like too much longer we would have been bonded for life."

"In a way, I think we just might be anyways" I said ... and then
immediately started blushing for revealing what I felt was too much.

"I know ... I feel the same.  Now come with me and help me shower"

We washed each other in the cascading shower, embracing and kissing as we
progressed.  But nothing sexual ... just ... I don't have the words to
express it.  We then dried each other off.  I remained naked as Aaron
started dressing.

"Do you want me to come with you?  Or maybe I should say ... can I cum with
you?"

"Not this time, lover.  You need more sleep ... and I won't be gone long.
Just long enough to pack up some clothes for the week and let the staff
know what their tasks will be.  Boring stuff.  So you rest.  You are going
to need all you can get" he says with that devilish grin and again with
that twinkle in his eyes.

"So you will stay with me ... here ... for the week?"

"Until you kick me out" he grins

"Then stop at the front desk on your way out" I said "I will tell them I
will be having a guest staying with me for the week and to issue you a key
for the room"

"Sounds good to me" he says as he walks over to me fully dressed and ready
to go.

We kiss long and hard, his hands caressing my naked body as I rub him
through his clothes.  I don't want to let go of this man ..

As he walks to the door I tell him to pack some "dress up clothes" because
we will be going out to dinner one night.  As soon as the door closes, I
call the front desk and inform them of Aaron going to be staying for the
week and ask them to issue him a key to the room.  The clerk said he would
take care of it immediately.  I thnnked him and hung up the phone.

Sitting on the side of the bed ... I suddenly felt like I had been gut
punched.  As if a part of myself had suddenly been ripped from my being.
And yet at the same time, I was feeling the happiest I think I have ever
been.  I could not stop thinking of Aaron, the way he held me and kissed
me, the way he felt in me and on me.  How wonderful he smelled and tasted.
My arms ached to hold him again ... now.  To feel him against me.  I didn't
want to wait a couple or so hours.

Just then there was a knock on the main door.  I slipped on my robe and
answered.  Of course ... housekeeping.  With a smile the middle aged woman
came in unbidden and started to organize herself.  She said the young man
who just left asked her to do this room next because the suite needed
cleaning and that I could not lay down to get more sleep until she
finished.  I grabbed the pillow Aaron had lain on for part of the night
... and I could smell his scent.  So I grabbed one of the extra pillows
from the closet and threw it on the bed as its replacement.  As the woman
cleaned, I hugged the pillow and remembered Aaron.

As the woman packed up to leave, I thanked her and gave her a $10 tip which
she gratefully accepted and when she got to the door she says in somewhat
broken English ...

"Sir, you not want to be disturbed in morning you just put this" indicating
the Do Not Disturb sign "on outside of door and" she points to herself
"Maria stay away.  You take sign off door and Maria will be here lickety
split to clean"

"Thank you very much Maria ... I appreciate it" I said with a wide grin
because of the seldom heard anymore phrase she used.  And then I closed the
door... and I was again alone with my thoughts.

I laid my robe on the end of the bed and then just laid curled up naked on
top of the bed ... my arms clasped around Aaron's scented pillow and ground
my crotch into the bottom portion and grasped it between my thighs.

I tried to understand these past 12 hours.  Had it only been 12 hours since
I walked into that bar?  Have I really fallen in love?  I did not know.  I
had never been in love.  I had no experience with it.  And if this wasn't
love ... I really wanted to know what IT was too because THIS I have never
experienced before either.  My heart was telling me I had fallen in love
with Aaron.  My logical brain was saying it can't be "real" love ... that
takes months and years to develop.  My emotional brain, well it was just
short circuited all to heck.  It just knew it wanted Aaron back in my
embrace again.

As these confused and disjointed thoughts swirled around unendingly, sleep
took me.  And initially I slept fitfully, dreaming of Aaron and I would
suddenly wake, hug the pillow closer and drift off again.  Finally, I fell
into a restful sleep.  Then, I was dreaming of Aaron again.  It was at
night and Aaron was driving ... driving fast and you could tell by to look
on his face he was thoroughly enjoying it.  Suddenly there was something on
road and he swerved to miss it.  As his car hit a tree ... I woke up
hearing my own scream of "Nooooooo ...." as I reached out to grab him.  But
my hand grasped empty air and I found myself in a daylight filled room
... the hotel suite ... and Aaron came running into the bedroom, worry
could be seen in his eyes.

I clasped onto Aaron as if my life itself depended on it.

"It was just a dream." he said as he held me in his arms and cradled my
head in his shoulders.  Slowly I calmed down, stopped my shaking from the
terror I felt in my dream.  Aarons presence, his continued soothing words,
his stroking of my naked self helped to ease the tension from my body.  And
then the dam holding back my emotions burst and I softly sobbed ... me
... the guy who never cries, has suddenly done so twice in front of this
man who entered my life less than a day ago.  Twice, for the first time I
can remember, I could not control my emotions ... at least not in the
presence of this man.

As I came back into myself again, I realized that I felt whole again
... now no longer feeling the emptiness I felt when he had walked out the
door.  As my sobbing eased, I came to the realization that crazy or not,
logical or not, I definitely had fallen in love with this man.  I kissed my
love with passion I had been guarding against since we met.  Then I brought
him down with me to lay together on the bed ... hugging him so tightly it
was as if I wanted us two to become one.

I don't know how long we stayed like that ... minutes? ... hours?  Aaron's
clothes disappeared.  We hugged and kissed each other ... everywhere
... and then always returned to ravenously devour each others mouths and
lips.  As we laid cuddling in each others arms, Aaron suddenly positions me
on my back with him laying fully on top of me ... once again his arms
crossed on my chest holding himself up.

"Look at me" he said, and once again I am finding myself lost in the depths
of his eyes.  "You want to tell me what the dream was about?"

"It wasn't anything ... just a dream."

"It was more than just a dream.  You scared the crap out of me with that
scream.  It literally made the blood freeze in my veins.  What was it
about?"

"Okay ... it was a real bad dream ... but still a dream.  I don't even
remember what it was about now" I said trying to smile but it probably
looked like a grimace.

"You are lying to me ... and you know it and I know it. So give.  If you
talk about it, it will seem less real."

I had decided that there was no way I was going to tell him about the
dream.  It was just too real.  I just wanted to forget it, wanted him to
forget it.

"It was nothing.  Just a stupid dream.  Now make yourself useful and fuck
me."

We again made wonderful love, each experiencing another earth shattering
orgasm.  We again showered together, soaping each other intimately and then
drying each other off.  And then we ordered brunch from room service
... which we ate lounging in the hotel robes.

As we were finishing our meal, Aaron says,

"The guy on the front desk this morning, I know him, or at least I know him
to see him.  I think he has the hots for you ... not that I can blame him"

"What makes you think that?"

"Because when I picked up the key he just smiled at me and called me 'Lucky
bitch' ... with a smile of course" Aaron grinned.

While blushing a dozen shades of red, which caused Aaron to smile even more
broadly, I asked ...

"Did you get done all you wanted to?"

"Oh yeah" he says "I picked up some clothes and then went into the office
and cracked the whip a bit.  Everything is pretty much set for the week".

"So whats on the agenda today then?"

"I am going to make love to you and then we are going to get a few more
hours sleep because you are taking me out to dinner at the Dinner Theatre
downstairs tonight.  They have an Elvis Impersonator that is supposed to be
excellent."

"Elvis?  You have got to be kidding."

"What can I say?  I loved the guys music.  So, are you going to take me
without a fight ... or am I going to have to fuck you into submission?"

"Fucking me into submission?" I chuckle " THAT will never happen.  So I
guess I will give in and phone for the reservations"

I called the front desk again ... made the reservations requesting "the
best table" ... and just in case asked for a wake up call at 7 PM.

Once again Aaron and I made slow unhurried love, talked some more and then
slept until the wake up call rang through.  We showered together again,
shaved and dressed in our jackets & ties and went down for our 8 PM
reservation.

The place was by no means packed, but maybe 3/4's full ... and I swear all
conversation stopped as we were shown to our table ... right down front
mere feet from the stage.  As we finished our meal, the show began.  It
wasn't bad at all, and I guess if you are an Elvis fan it would even be
considered excellent.  Aaron and I finished the bottle of wine we had
ordered with the meal and then ordered another.  We had been seated at one
of those tables that looked like it was a refugee from Vegas.  Large
half-moon upholstered bench seat with a same shaped table.  Instead of
sitting across from each other ... we sat rather close for 2 guys normally
in a straight environment.  Close enough that my left knee and his right
knee were constantly touching.  After the meal ... Aaron pulls the table
cloth between us out, grabs my hand and lets the table cloth settle down
covering our hand holding.  No one could see our hand holding, but the
waiter must have guessed, judging by the smile and wink he gave the two of
us.

As 10:30 PM rolled around ... Aaron had a bottle of champagne delivered to
the table.  He clinked my glass and then we both drank ... and then he
quietly says

"Happy Anniversary.  Its exactly 24 hours since we first introduced
ourselves."

(Stay tuned for Part 2)