They hailed a cab. Jeff talked to the driver and gave him directions. They were both at the back seat. But neither was making any move to be a bit intimate. Ryan was beginning to wonder if this was such a good idea. The alcohol seemed to have dulled his awareness a bit.
It seemed to be a short trip. He found himself in one of those inns, those that allowed for short-time visits. And the room reeked of overly sanitized sheets, probably having been laundered a million times from all the bodily fluids left there to dry. He was tipsy anyway. So it didn't matter to him.
"I'll freshen up. You should, too." Jeff went to the bathroom.
Left alone, Ryan suddenly thought of his security. The alcohol has started to wear off. Or maybe his fear started to grow. It dawned on him that he really had no idea where he was in Davao City. He hardly knew Jeff, except for that short conversation at the bar. What if this guy is actual a psycho? He began to feel uneasy even as he could hear the water running from the shower.
This was his chance. He looked for the phone and fumbled with the numbers. He tried "0" but just got a busy tone. "9?" He wondered. He was still trying to work it out when he heard Jeff from behind.
"Who are you calling?"
He turned to see Jeff in a towel. "Ahh.. Room service?" he replied quite tentatively. Jeff must have sensed the nervousness.
"Ah, you still want to drink?"
"Hmm... maybe. Just another bottle? Can I order? You want one?"
"Uhm, how do I do this?"
"Ahh, '1'... " feeling like an idiot. Ryan placed the order for drinks with the lady on the other end of the line, the one with a very thick accent.
Jeff turned on the old TV and surfed channels. "Aren't you going to take a shower?"
Ryan hesitated to leave his things alone. "You mind if I don't? Feeling kinda cold."
"But you're still in your office clothes. I don't think you even went up to your room."
He was out of excuses. "Ok, I guess." And he remembered how oily he was after that massage. He went directly to the bathroom without taking his clothes off. He was wondering if Jeff would notice. But apparently, he was focused on the TV.
He looked at the dank, wet bathroom. The white tiles need heavy cleaning. He carefully took his clothes off, neatly folded them up and tucked in his watch, wallet and phone in between the folds. He quickly stepped into the shower area and struggled with the knobs with loose threads. And there was no hot water. He braced himself for the cold water that came out in one stream. He rubbed himself with the awful-smelling soap briskly, to keep warm and to try to take out the greasiness.
He toweled dry and wrapped himself. And slowly walked back to the bedroom, with his clothes in his arm. Jeff didn't even seem to notice. And it turned out, the drinks had arrived while he was in the shower.
"Sit beside me, Sir." Jeff grinned and patted his side of the bed. "I'll pour the beer in the glass."
Expertly he was able to transfer the beer into the glass without making much bubbles. And seeing him doing this mindfully relaxed Ryan. Perhaps he had nothing to be scared of. Ryan gave him his glass.
"Here you are, Sir. Enjoy your drink."
Jeff grabbed his own glass and raised it for a toast. "Cheers, Sir Ryan."
Jeff lowered the volume of the TV but left it on. He looked at Ryan. "You must think I do this to the guests of the hotel."
"I actually didn't think of that. But now that you mentioned it, do you?"
"Hahaha, I'm no virgin. But I'm no slut either. I've met up with some guests, usually outside the hotel. But this is the first time I've become... assertive."
Ryan blushed a bit. "I'm flattered."
"I was not flattering you. I'm just being honest."
"Jeff, have you always been so sure of your... "
"My sexuality? My gayness?" he laughed a bit. "Yes, ever since I can remember."
"I'm amazed. I wasn't like that at all, growing up. I denied it for a long time."
"You had girlfriends? Wait, are you married?"
"Hahaha No. I went through the girlfriend phase but no, not marriage. I guess people in the office know now. But it's like a non-issue."
"Exactly, a non-issue. My folks know. My brother knows. Never really felt like hiding it."
"So they know about it in the hotel, too?"
"Yeah. But again, it's a non-issue."
Ryan felt totally relaxed now, and safe. The conversation reinforced that Jeff is a nice guy. He just wasn't used to guys being so forward.
"Do you have a lover back in Manila?"
"Hahaha, no. Had one but we broke off last year. Which is why I told you that finding the right one is hard."
"Do you have one?"
"Yes." Ryan felt a twitch in his heart when he heard the reply.
"Oh.. but why are we..."
Jeff cut him short. "It's an open thing. I can have fun, he can have fun."
"That's really amazing! You kids are so different now!" Ryan exclaimed.
"You mean you've never been in an open relationship?"
"Hell, no! I wouldn't have it that way! No way!"
"So conservative." Jeff chuckled.
"So this thing, it's all about sex, right?"
Jeff straightened up and looked at Ryan with a puzzled look. "Ah. Yes? What else could this be?"
"Of course. So silly of me."
"Hey, what's this? I thought you wanted it."
"Yes, of course." then his voice trailed off.
"Let's just make the most of it, okay?"
Jeff leaned over to him, looking at him directly. Slowly, his face came closer and he planted a kiss on Ryan's lips.
"I've wanted to do that since MTS." He smiled.
"Matina Town Square. Where we had drinks."
He leaned over and kissed him again. This time, Ryan opened his mouth to taste his lips, his tongue. It was just their lips intertwined now, lapping at each other's tongues. Then, Ryan felt Jeff's hand press his lips closer to his. And he wrapped his arms around him.
Jeff climbed on top of him, still passionately kissing, still wearing the wet towel around his hips. Ryan could feel Jeff's very hard cock pressing on his own throbbing member. He opened his legs to let Jeff pound his hips more. He caressed Jeff's back, hugged him tightly. His hands found his soft round ass, and he struggled to get them under the towel.
Jeff stopped and in one quick move, removed his towel and threw it over the side of the bed. Ryan loosened his and opened it. Jeff climbed on top of him again and they continued the kissing. Their hard cocks were now rubbing against each other. And Ryan could hear himself grunting in between the kisses.
Suddenly, Jeff straightened up and knelt and looked at him. Ryan opened his eyes.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"Nothing. You are just so darn hot." Jeff let his hand run across his chest, brush his nipples down to his belly button. Ryan felt the electricity. He glanced down and thought to himself "yeah, not bad for someone his age."
Jeff seemed to know what he was thinking and smiled. "You are one DILF."
"Sheesh, don't you browse the internet?" They both laughed. "Daddy I love to fuck."
"Oh, that.... are we doing anal?"
Jeff laughed out louder. "You make it sound like some annual physical exam."
"No." Jeff hunched over and began licking his nipples. And with his abs he was pressing Ryan's cock. "Not yet." He licked all over it, sucked it and bit gently. Then he made his way to the other nipple, all the while grinding Ryan's cock with a rhythm.
He licked his way down his belly until he reached the cock. Then he paused and held the stiff cock in his hand. Ryan looked down at him again, without saying anything this time. Jeff looked at him directly as he started to lick up and down the shaft of the cock. Just gentle licking and nibbling. It drove Ryan crazy looking at him seemingly having a grand time playing with his dick. Then he went up the tip of the cock, and started teasing it with his tongue, letting the saliva mix with pre-cum oozing out. Finally, he swallowed. First the head, and just that. Sucking on his head as his tongue played around it. Then inch by inch, he lowered his mouth wrapping his lips tightly around the shaft.
Ryan saw his entire cock slowly disappear into Jeff's mouth. And he felt as the head seemed to have hit maybe the tonsils. He saw Jeff burying himself into pubes, though it was still short from the last time he shaved it. The warm mouth, the tight lips made him groan as he closed his eyes.
"Fuck! You're good."
Jeff continued to go up and down his cock, sucking and slurping. Then he felt a hot, wet finger starting to explore his crack. It just felt so good he let that finger wander around and feel his asshole. Then it poked inside him. That jolted him.
"Uhmm.. don't. I.. I'm not clean."
Jeff withdrew his finger. And straightened up a bit. "Turn around."
Despite that, Jeff propped Ryan's ass up on his knees. And as he was tugging on the stiff cock, he started to lick his asshole clean.
"No.." but that protest became a groan as Ryan felt the tongue slide up and down his crack, and even down to his cock, now being pulled down. Then he felt Jeff's mouth engulf his dick again, all strained and stiff yet feeling the lips and tongue playing all around. He was delirious with delight. Next thing he realized, he was already feeling Jeff's cock rubbing against his crack, his asshole.
"Did you bring rubber?"
Jeff reached over and kissed him on his neck. "You want me to fuck you? I thought you weren't clean?"
"No. But if you insist."
"Hahaha. Mr. Ryan, the pleaser. No, I won't fuck you. Even if you asked. "
"I didn't bring rubber. And I'm not going to do bareback." Jeff released him and let him lie on his back. He laid beside him, propped up by his arm, with his head on his wrist.
"I really like you, Ryan."
He didn't know how to respond to that. The guy's attached. He's based in Davao. What do you say to that?
"And I like you, too."
His cock became limp just as Jeff's free hand started to play with it.
"I can get it hard again."
"Don't. I like playing with it this way."
His fingers were gently fondling his cock, tugging at the loose skin, brushing against his palm and fingers. Then he straightened up and knelt, with his cock now directly at Ryan's face. He gently guided Ryan to suck on his cock. At first gently, letting Ryan control the pace. Soon, though, he was face-fucking him, feeling ecstatic as he looked down on him.
Ryan worked on the cock like it was the perfect cock. It was thick though not too long. And he loved the way it filled his mouth up, without gagging him. He played with the head, nibbled on it as he licked it. Jeff pushed his cock harder, pumped it all the way in. He was obviously getting worked up.
"Oh shit. Oh shit." Jeff murmured.
"Yeah, Jeff, come on my chest. I want to see you shoot that load on my chest."
Jeff was jerking himself furiously. "Yeah? You want me to? You want me to blow my load all over your fucking chest?"
"Yeah. Come all over me." Ryan himself was jacking off, too. He was so turned on by the image of this young stud jerking in front of him, in such wild abandon.
"Oh fuck, here it comes. Here it ..." Jeff shoots loads upon loads of cum on his chest. Thick cum just shooting out of the thick cock. And that made him come himself.
"Oh man! Shoot that fucking load! Whoa! What a shooter! I felt it on my ass!" Jeff cried out loud. And he tumbled out of bed to look for tissue paper.
Ryan laid there, all spent. He was panting. He closed his eyes, his head still reeling. Jeff approached him and gave him tissue paper. He got it but didn't clean up yet. He just laid there. After a while, he saw Jeff checking out his mobile.
"Oh shit. I have 5 Missed calls."
Ryan got up. "Huh? From whom?"
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