OTR (P VI): Getting Off After Work - Sex Stories

OTR (P VI): Getting Off After Work

... the courts we had told the manager we would get done that night. I could tell that Gary was impressed with my work ethic and my ability to quickly figure out how to do the job quickly and well. He explained that we couldn't do more because the manager had booked the rest of the courts for that day, Saturday. The job was set to take three nights and so we were here until Monday morning.

We drove back to downtown Peoria and parked the van. "The day's yours, kid. I've got to take a nap and 'pay' for that comped room," he said with a smile. "Meet you back here at 10:00 tonight."

I went up to my room. It wasn't yet 4:30 and I was wide awake. I went back downstairs and walked out onto Main St. The city was still asleep. I turned right and starting walking east toward the Illinois river.

I was standing at an intersection a block down from the hotel when I saw a guy about a block down from me on the right. He got closer and I saw that he was an attractive young black guy, about my age and about my build. He was wearing jeans and a polo shirt with a light jacket. As he walked toward me, his eyes locked with mine and he asked: "Something wrong?" Before I could answer he followed up with "or do you just find me so attractive you have to stare?" And he walked by me.

I laughed and stopped, staring at his backside as he walked up the street. He must have felt me looking at him because he stopped less than four feet away and said, "Hmmm. Youdo find me attractive, don't you?" ...

... And started walking back toward me.

"Of course," I said. "Who wouldn't?"

At that he smiled, stopped and looked me in the eye and said, "well, I'd love to stand here and talk with you but if I don't find a place to piss in the next two minutes, I'm going to be awfully wet and embarrassed."

As he started to walk away I said, "oh, I can help you with that. You can use my bathroom in this hotel."

"Realllllly?" he asked, in an exaggerated tone. "You have a room in the Pere Marquette." "Yep," I said. "And it has a small but very nice bathroom." He told me to lead the way. The next thing I knew I was inserting my key in the door and opening it for him. He rushed past and made a beeline for the open bathroom door.

He swung the door mostly closed behind him. I watched through the 2" opening as he dropped his jeans and his white briefs and started to piss into the toilet. His chocolate brown ass was gorgeous. I wanted to lick it. His legs were similarly hairless and disappeared into the legs of his jeans.

As the sound of the stream lightened and I could tell he was going to finish, I moved away from the door so he wouldn't catch me ogling him.

He washed his hands and came out of the bathroom. He extended his hand and said, "Eric Smith, nice to meet you and thank you." He looked around the room and asked, "so, what's the deal here. This your room?" I laughed and told him that I hoped the hell so or we were both in trouble.

I shook his hand and told him my name. I ...