Staying in a hotel can be an exciting prospect. You never know who you’ll meet. It certainly never occurred to Eric that he would meet the man of his dreams sitting alone in a chair by the reception desk of the Dorchester Hotel.<br><br>Jock is handsome, tanned, and distinguished. A man of many talents. When he invites Eric up to his hotel room to continue their conversation, Eric eagerly accepts. They continue to chat for a while, learning more and more about each other.<br><br>Then things take a bizarre turn. People don’t usually end up doing Reiki half an hour after meeting. Yet, surprisingly, that isn’t the strangest thing to happen. For Eric, the meeting will be like none he has ever had before. Or ever will again.

Guests

As Jock moved down Eric’s body, Eric was aware that the areas where Jock’s hands had been were still tingling, while the areas he had yet to venture felt as though they weren’t there at all. A uniquely bizarre sensation.


He felt Jock work on his belly, then bring his hands over his pubic mound and to where his erect cock stood up as much as the elasticised fabric of his underpants would allow. He was barely aware of Jock removing the garment, but was certainly aware of the effect of the energy on his genitals. He heard Jock rubbing his hands together, then an increase of energy rushing into his crotch, into his cock, swelling it until it almost burst.


“I think…” He wanted to say he thought he was going to climax, but once more, the overwhelming sensation of Jock’s hands passing over him had every ounce of his attention.


Then it happened. His whole body pulsed and jerked as he orgasmed. Waves of pure energy washed over him, gradually decreasing in intensity as the orgasm faded.


Chapter 3