Night with my Bud

This is just a fantasy. It is written especially for a buddy. I hope he likes it.

We meet in the hotel bar. Nothing fancy your generic dark wood place with TV's silently showing football highlights. You are already at the bar with a beer. I know its you because you see me and smile and stand up. You are taller than I expected. I pause and grin back shyly heading towards you. I put out my hand "Its great to finally meet you." You smile and pull me into a guy hug, like long lost frat brothers. The only thing that gives as away is the quick squeeze that betrays our desires as somethign more.

You offer me a beer and we move to a quiet couch in the corner. "Was the drive okay?" I answer but the small talk cannot cover over the lust and awkwardness of two strangers who know each other intimately through the words of computer chat and finally are met with reality. I smile thinking about this rather than whatever you are saying. "What is that smile for?" "Sorry I was just being amused by the fact you are infront of me after all those hot chats ..." I look in to your eyes with a question and that makes you blush, you reach down and pat my knee. "Its pretty cool." I look at you deep and my eyes wander up and down your body thinking how hot you are in person. "Let's go upstairs, why are we wasting time down here?" You smile back misheviously "... because I am enjoying letting the anticipation build."

The next half hour is a blur, we chat about nothing and the torturous pauses allow us to undress each other with our eyes. A loud crowd of people wander though the bar, prom? wedding party? You look a bit shy as if you are about to get caught - so I let my foot run down your long legs. I keep thinking that in our chats you could always look at my pics but all I had was a brief description, now in front of me you are really tall, muscular, but real. Did I realize then how piercing your eyes are, or the line of your jaw? I can't wait to get my tongue in those ears so sexily framed by your close cropped hair.

Abruptly I stand-up. Look down at you holding your beer sort of surprised by my action - "are you coming?" I hold out my hand to help you up. You swallow hard as if suddenly frightened by the reality that we are going to get naked. You stand not taking my hand and I just start walking towards the bank of elevators. Getting in before you catch up I hold it open waiting for you. I hit the elevator close button before anyone has a chance to get in but don't hit the floor. Smiling at you I back you into the corner. Lift my hand to the back of your head and pull you down to my height and lightly brush my lips over yours. You let out a deep sigh and open your lips a bit. I shift my head and our lips for a tight seal. Our hands grab on to each others waists to steady ourselves and we enjoy a deep long kiss. Stepping back I hit the button for the eighth floor and smile at you from the other side of the elevator cab.

The ride up seems to take forever, but I take full advantage. Maybe it was the beer or maybe its just finally meeting you, but as the elevator creeps up floor by floor, I run my hand along my growing bulge and look deep into your eyes. Reaching up I twist my nipple through my shirt and grope my pants - you act like you are about to step forward and I put out my hand to signal you to say where you are ... watching me stroke you mouth open until the elevator stops.

When the door opens we just stare at each other until I move quickly, grab you by the shoulders and push you into the hall. Standing behind you I guide you to room 808, reach around you to slide the key card and we stumble into the room. It is dark so I open the current to let the city lights glow and pull you on to the bed, crawling on top of your tall frame and give you a light kiss. "Is this alright?" Before you can say oh yeah ...... I graze my lips lightly over yours and slide my hands inside your shirt - hands roaming around your chest. Your hands feel fantastic as they knead my ass through my jeans. Sucking in your tongue our hips start to grind together and it becomes obvious that we are wearing too many clothes. Reaching down I pull off your shirt pausing with your hands over your head to lick your pits. Tangled up in the shirt, with me straddling your midsection you squirm as I run my tongue up your hairy pits and suck on your biceps. Teeth lightly grazing I go up and around your shoulders, down to your lats and around your pecs. Tongue extended I circle your nipple then lightly bite it and sooth the teeth marks with my wet tongue. By this time your have struggled out of the arms of your shirt, grab me and flip me on my back. We roll around the bed almost wrestling until you grab my jeans and pull them off. I lay back and let you go to work.