Hotel Eye Candy, Chapter Three
Written by J. Regis (firstname.lastname@example.org) -- Emails welcome
Copyright 2011 All rights reserved (except for publication by Nifty).
DISCLAIMER: If you are (1) under 18; or (2) sexual interaction between minors and adults offend you; or (3) it is illegal to read this material in your city, state or country; please do not read this story. The following is fiction:
While Jeff made his way upstairs to shower and go to bed, the boys let themselves into their room. Shane went in first, and in the few seconds it took Dylan to enter and lock the door Shane had kicked off his shoes, pulled off his t-shirt and flung his shorts across the room. Dylan turned from locking the door to find a VERY naked and VERY hard Shane standing next to him.
"Hurry up!" Shane said urgently. "We gotta shower! Get naked! Come on!" He couldn't get the words out fast enough as he began tugging at Dylan's t-shirt, trying to get Dylan naked as quickly as possible. He had it off before Dylan knew what was happening.
Dylan kicked off his shoes as Shane unbuttoned Dylan's shorts. With one thrust from Shane, Dylan's shorts and boxer briefs hit the floor. Leaving them right where they fell the boys almost ran for the bathroom, Shane leading the way and impatiently pulling Dylan by the wrist.
Once in the bathroom they climbed into the tub, where Shane finally released Dylan's arm. Dylan leaned over to turn on the water. The bathroom had a typical hotel bathtub/shower combination. As he worked on getting the temperature set to a comfortable level, Dylan felt Shane's hands massaging and touching him everywhere -- particularly on his butt.
Shane reached around Dylan, hugging him from behind in the process, and began to stroke Dylan's cock. With Shane's chest pressed against Dylan's back they could both feel the intense heat surging between their bodies. Shane's cock gyrated against Dylan's butt crack for a moment -- although neither boy comprehended the implication -- before Dylan straightened up and turned around. They instinctively hugged each other tightly, unconsciously grinding their cocks together in the process. They had never hugged each other before.
This was a turning point in the boys' relationship. They had been best friends for years. They had met in first grade and had been inseparable ever since. Together they had enjoyed countless sleepovers, movies, video games, wrestling matches, meals at each others' homes, joint family vacations, hours of riding their bikes together all over town, little league baseball and their major love, soccer. Their fathers worked together and their mothers were close friends. They both had younger sisters who were friends with each other as well, and Shane had an older brother who, at 16, looked like Shane's slightly taller twin. Needless to say the two families were extremely close, and even lived within a block of each other.
In all that time, however, the boys' had never done anything sexual together. They had seen each other naked many times in the locker room after practices or games, or while changing for bed or at the pool or in the tent at scout camp. They had talked for hours about girls and sex and even jerking off. About a year earlier they had each finally admitted to jerking off, as they huddled in Shane's back yard tree house. On two occasions, late at night and in near total darkness, they had jerked off simultaneously but separately. Each had been lost in his own feelings while intently listening to the sounds coming from the other, and by silent agreement they had avoided any mention of it the following mornings. But they had never touched each other sexually until their liaison with Jeff earlier that evening.
Now, as they stood face to face, with their hard cocks battling for space between them, they experienced feelings they had never had before. Part of it was the teenage hormones coursing through their young bodies. Part of it was the genuine caring and affection they shared as friends. And part of it was the lingering, unbelievable excitement of their earlier encounter with Jeff and with each other.
Neither boy gave the slightest thought to whether these activities were considered homosexual acts. Neither wondered whether they were crossing some invisible line in their friendship. Neither Shane nor Dylan pondered if this meant they were gay. And neither gave any thought to girls, their parents, their friends, or any other person in the world.
They didn't speak. Their actions were not based on thought of any kind. They each felt a primal urge they were too young to fully understand. The moment they hugged all of the years of their friendship consolidated to that very point in time. It was a moment that would be seared into their respective memories for the rest of their lives. Although neither would understand this or even give it any thought, it went far beyond mere friendship. It went far beyond the mere physical sexual coupling that had occurred at the pool.
As if attracted by irresistible magnets, their heads turned toward each other in unison until they were nose to nose. They could feel each other's ragged breath and hear each other's soft throaty moan as they slowly moved together and their lips met. The first kiss was hesitant and shy, but an electric surge of desire, delight, friendship and lust coursed through their bodies and their minds. It was so totally amazing they pulled back for a moment to look deeply into each other's eyes, their mouths falling open in wonder.
Without realizing their mouths were still open their lips came together for a second kiss. The tips of their tongues met in a frenzied wrestling match and they both immediately exploded with massive orgasms, hugging each other so tightly they could barely breathe. Their cocks were both pointed straight up and their cum shot up between their bodies. They both gasped and unconsciously relaxed their grips, allowing their second spurts to shoot up between them and coat their chins, lower lips and the underside of their tongues. They tasted their mixed cum as they still kissed furiously, while their remaining spurts splattered their chests and stomachs and dribbled down over their still-hard cocks.
They finally released their hold on each other and stepped back, clutching the shower wall to keep from falling. Each was breathing heavily, panting and whimpering softly as the last spasms of their orgasms rippled through their muscles. It was too intense for them to handle emotionally, and they stood there just looking at each other as the water streamed down their bodies. Neither could even formulate thoughts, let alone put them into words.
Finally, Dylan's basic sensibilities started working again and he grabbed a bar of soap and began to wash Shane's chest. They alternated washing each other completely, having a lot of fun splashing and soaping each other's still partially hard cocks. After they rinsed Shane turned off the shower and Dylan got them each a towel. Without saying a word they dried each other, dropped their towels on the floor and left the bathroom.
Again, without speaking and still totally naked, they climbed into the same bed and pulled the covers over themselves. For the first time since entering the hotel room 30 minutes earlier they began to talk. They talked about sex, girls, and their feelings for each other. They didn't know if they were in love or just enjoying the thrill of sex, but it didn't matter. It was simply two friends enjoying each others' company on a whole new level. They decided they would just have fun with each others' bodies and not worry about what it all meant. They talked and talked, losing all track of time, in a conversation they would never forget.
They talked at length about Jeff and agreed they wanted another session with the kind, older guy who had given them so much that evening. Shane was amazed that Dylan's hunch had paid off -- that Jeff was interested in boys. Dylan had simply thought he and Shane might get jerked off by Jeff, and viewed the whole thing simply as a sexual adventure. Shane had gone along with it somewhat reluctantly. Never in their wildest dreams could they have imagined they would experience blow jobs, and both were absolutely shocked yet delighted their seduction of Jeff led them to discover mutual blowjobs. It had never occurred to them anything more would happen then the erotic thrill of showing themselves naked and possibly -- just possibly -- getting jerked off by the guy.
They talked with a maturity neither had shown the other up until that point, and they agreed anything that happened between them had to stay strictly between them. They also agreed they would never, ever tell a soul about Jeff. During the entire conversation they were lightly stroking each other's body, thrilled with touching and being touched and the excitement of the night.
Dylan got up for a moment, went to the other bed and proceeded to pull back the covers and mess up the bedclothes and pillows. With a broad smile he climbed back into bed with Shane. They reached for each other, kissing passionately as their hands once again found each other's rock-hard cock. Completely spent and exhausted, they fell soundly asleep ten minutes later wrapped tightly in each other's arms, after the thrill of their fourth orgasm of the evening. It would be the deepest, happiest, most serene and rejuvenating sleep either had ever experienced, after an amazing night of unbridled sexual awakening and discovery.
I hope you liked Chapter Three, and I'm eager for your feedback. Have you ever had an experience similar to this, or done anything sexual with a stranger at a hotel (either as an adult or when you were a kid)? I'd love to hear your comments or stories. Please email me at "email@example.com." Thanks. If you like "Hotel Eye Candy," please read my other story in the Gay Adult Youth section entitled "Robbie and the Campground Shower." I think you'll enjoy it, and there will be another chapter of that story, too. Finally, thank you for reading my work -- I'm quite honored. J.