Sharing Hotel Room with Coworker

I work in an office. Pretty boring actually, but it pays my bills. Most of the guys in my office don't interest me much. We have a great working team. It's just that none of them really interest me enough to consider anything more than a coworker. Now our Network Administrator.

He's hot. His name is Ben and he has the deepest eyes I've ever seen on a man. When Ben talks to me, I have to remind myself not to melt to the floor. His shirts are always tight. His jeans fit just right. It's amazing that I get any work done around the office when he's around.

I remember one time I was waiting for our daily "planning meeting" to start. My mind was drifting thinking about Ben. Ben had just stood next to me in the men's room (Partitioned, I saw nothing). I thought about what he might look like. He's always seemed to pack a healthy bulge in his jeans. If I had just moved 6 inches, I could have looked over the partition , then I would have known what he was carrying. Of course, that would be the end of my good paying job and career too. Sigh.

As I thought of missed opportunities, our boss entered the meeting room. He didn't look happy. He immediately told us that his boss is making him use part of his budget to send the entire office to a week long "Team Building" seminar. I can imagine he wasn't happy, He doesn't like taking money from his budget to buy coffee.

Through clinched teeth, our boss explained to us that everyone on our team was going. Every single person under him. I thought about how annoying that would be. To be stuck out of town for a whole week with no relief. I'm sure this seminar didn't include access to a local gay bar. Just as I started really dreading the thought, I realized that the boss was telling Ben to make the arrangements. I realized that everyone on our team included Ben. At least that means I'll have something to think about while jacking off for that week.

The boss kept the meeting short, letting us know that he expected us to get enough work done in the next two weeks to make up for the time lost on the third.

This is how I ended up in a hotel, far from home, looking up room assignments. Being as cheep as he can be, the boss put four to a room. It didn't matter to him, he didn't come with his "team" to the seminar (figures). I looked at the list, running my eyes all the way down the list. Since there were 14 guys on our team, two guys ended up in an odd room. I was in the odd room. And so was Ben. I couldn't imagine my luck. I was now spending all week in a room with Ben. My cock was stiffening, while my brain started going into panic mode. How was I to handle this.

We only had enough time to put our bags in our rooms. Then we had to head off to a conference room to start a series of torturous exercises. First they explained the purpose of this seminar. They fed us some hogwash about how computers in the office are networked together so they can utilize and share each others resources. This make them perform better. So we as people need to learn how to network with each other, so we can meet each others needs and complete our tasks more efficiently.

I just sat there thinking that the reason they were holding this seminar was to get suckers like my bosses boss to send groups of people to them so they could charge $1500 a head to "retrain" us. But maybe that's just my opinion.

We spent the rest of the day "getting to know" each other. Not that I really wanted to know anyone else there any better than I did. Well, other than Ben.

After the end of the day, we all went to dinner. Then we all hung out in the small bar the hotel accommodated. That was kind of nice. The group that I ended up with were just as verbal as me about how inconvenient it was to be away from home for a whole week. Ben was there, and pointed out that he's not sure he can live a week without his girlfriend at home. (sigh, oh well.)

After that, we went to our rooms and settled down for the night. I just got ready for bed, and crashed out. I was mainly thinking about how lucky Ben's "girlfriend" at home must be.

The next morning was a little exciting though. I not only didn't realize the night before that Ben slept naked, but Ben wasn't shy about his body at all. He got up, took a shower, and came back into the room to get dressed. I woke up pretty quick. Especially at seeing that he was every bit as hung as I though he would be. I couldn't believe how good his body looked. I'm sure he worked out more regularly than I did.

He didn't seem to notice how much I noticed him. He ended up throwing a clean towel at me and said, "Gotta get outta bed. Need to shower while there is still hot water left."

I got ready, and we went through a day of even more annoying "team building" exercises. These were a lot more physical. I was pretty worn out by the end of the day. OK, I wasn't that worn out, but I said I was when I decided to go to the room after dinner rather than hanging out. Truth was, I was horny as all get out. I couldn't get the image of Ben naked out of my mind.

I went into the bathroom and jacked off. I was hot to cum too, cause when I did, it went flying. I hadn't cum that hard in a long time. I wiped my jizz off the floor, put on a pair of boxers, and went to bed. I passed out pretty quickly. The way one only passes out after getting off really good.

I was sleeping pretty well. Then I came to consciousness knowing that I wasn't alone in my bed. Not only wasn't I alone, but my visitor had his arms around me and his body pressed to mine. I felt a kiss on the back of my neck, and that was enough to make me jolt to total awareness. I wasn't dreaming.

As my startled breathing broke then became rapid, I heard Ben say, "It's OK, Dave. It's just me."

I was a little more than confused. I replied, "What are you doing Ben?"

"I'm just 'networking' so I can 'meet our needs.' It's OK, Dave. I know you like me."

With that I felt him licking and sucking on the back of my neck. His hand ran across my bare chest, pulling me to him. He ground his crotch into the back of my boxers (I wish I hadn't wore them). His feet danced with mine.

I relaxed while feeling his cock press into the thin material of my boxers. I pressed back against him. Thinking about it, I asked him, "What do you mean, you know I like you?"

"That's easy," he said. "I'm the network administrator. I not only keep the computers working. I am supposed to monitor them for any loss prevention issues."

"What does that mean?" I was curious. I didn't waste the moment though. I pulled his hand to my mouth, and started sucking on his fingers.

After a quick moan he stated, "When emails contain certain words or phrases, the computer flags them so I can check them out. Most of them turn out to be nothing. An email you sent to Sherry in Accounting was just such an email."

Sherry. Damn. I talked about everything with her. She is the person who got me hired with the company. She knows more about me than anyone in the office.

Ben continued, "Of course, the email turned out to be nothing from a loss prevention stand point. From a personal stand point, though, I blushed at the way you talked about me."

"Really? Obviously you aren't pissed about it."

"Well, at first I didn't know what to think about it. I let it go. Then I started noticing how much you were noticing me. It made me wonder."

"So, you aren't gay?"

"I don't think so. You're not bad looking though. I guess you got my curiosity going."

I turned to face him, saying, "I guess that it doesn't hurt that you've been away from your girlfriend for two days...."

"Actually, She doesn't really take care of me. I only call her about once a week. I haven't had sex in about a month now. Not that I'm going to tell our coworkers that."

"Ahhh. So, what about now? Are you cool with what you started here?"

He answered that by kissing me full on the mouth. Any nervousness I had keeping my dick at bay was released, and I threw a boner hard and quick.

I felt along his chest, down his sides, and grabbed a hold of his very hard and very large cock. His hands reached down and pushed my boxers off of my hips. I wiggled to help him get them off me. We laid there, naked. I was feeling his penis pulse warmly in my hand. We kissed some more. His hands felt my ass, and pulled me into him.

Our dicks rubbed against each other. I reluctantly broke away from the kiss. Then I planted kisses down his chest, sliding my body down against his. I enjoyed the feeling of his warm flesh against mine. His body was soft, yet firm and unyielding. I got down to his 9 inch cock and started licking it.

Precum was forming at the head of his cock. I took the head into my mouth, and started slowly working on his hot poker. He moaned and moaned. I was really getting into sucking him off, when he started shifting around.

I was afraid I was going to loose my precious love rod, but Ben just turned around. I figured out really quickly why, when I felt his tongue slide across my own needy shaft.

I sucked on his cock, while he played with mine. I pulled off and started licking his balls. He started sucking on my nuts too. After a bit I moved back to his dick, taking it all the way into my stretched mouth. I felt his mouth take my dick into me.

It wasn't the best head I ever had. By far. But, It was Ben. Ben had my dick in his mouth.

It only took a minute for me to shoot off. My mouth was kinda full, and I didn't really warn Ben. But he sucked down my load like a trooper. I had to push him away from my cock when it got sensitive after cumming.

I left his dick, saying, "Sorry about that. I guess you turn me on too much. I tried not to cum too soon."

"That's OK." He said, moving back up to face me. HIs cock drifted away from my face, leaving my mouth feeling alone and sad. He looked me in the eye and with a glint he said, "I don't really get off from getting head anyway. That was awesome head. I've just never gotten off from it from anyone."

"Oh," I said. I kinda felt bad for him.

He kissed me again. I could taste my cum in his mouth. I don't think I'd ever done that before. His hands moved around to my butt. I felt him kneading my ass cheeks as his tongue danced with mine. His still very stiff rod rubbed into my abdomen. I was so hot for him. I felt like this was all a dream. Just holding him was incredible. He broke the kiss, looking me straight in the eye.

His look was totally melting me. I just let go and enjoyed him looking at me. It was like I was the only thing in the world that mattered to him. Then he said to me, "I want to fuck you."

There is a feeling someone gets when you are driving, you know you are going to run into something, you press on the breaks, but realize that there is no real way to keep from crashing. That's how I felt. I hadn't been fucked in like a year. Definitely not by a monster sized cock like his. Sure, I fantasized about him taking me in every position. But this wasn't fantasy, this was real. His real big cock in my real tight ass.

I couldn't say no. I wanted to, but I needed to please him. I had to have this hot stud of a coworker. If I said no, I'd never have him again.

I managed to get my mouth to say, "I don't know if I can...."

"It's OK, Babe. I got some lube in my bag. I'll be easy. It's not like this is my first time trying to fuck someone in the ass. It's just my first time with a guy."

He ran over, got in his travel bag. Bringing a bottle back with him, I watched his advancing cock point to me. I knew it wanted me. I reached for the bottle and lubed his cock generously. Then I reached back and rubbed as much lube as I dared into my asshole.

"Face down." He said, "This will be easier for you, I think."

I layed forward on the bed. He crawled up behind me. I was really getting nervous. He pressed my legs together, and straddled them. He leaned over me. I felt his fat dick running up and down my asscrack. The head of his cock was lining up with my asshole.

"Relax." He said to the back of my head. Just hearing my dream stud say that actually did relax me some.

The end of his cock pressed into me. I felt the head enter my ass. It did hurt. But it was worth the pain. Now I had Ben in me. I moaned to show my appreciation. I bit the pillow hard to hide the pain.

He slid into me. His hands were on either side of me, on the bed. They lowered his weight onto me, pushing him into my ass. I started thinking I couldn't take this anymore, then he hit something in me.

Now I've been fucked by a few guys in my time. But I, honestly, never felt this thing that I was feeling now. In one good stroke I felt the reason why some guys bottom all the time.

Ben started fucking me. When his cock dug deep, it made waves of pleasure run up and down my whole body. It was incredible. Ben stroked is slow for a while, then sped up. He started fucking me harder. I definitely encouraged it.

Before long, he grunted out, shoving in deep. I felt a wave of an orgasm sweep across my own body. It felt good just to be under him.

He started to pull out. I clinched my ass. He took the hint, and just laid on my back, with his wonderful meat still lodged inside of me. After a minute, I turned to kiss him. Our bodies slid apart. We kissed and kissed and kissed.

I finally broke away from him mouth. I looked him in the eye and said, "I guess it's a good thing that we got put in the same room for the whole week."

With that playful look in his eye, he replied, "It's a good thing that I was the one who set up the room assignments."

I hugged him to me. We actually slept arm in arm for the whole night. Needless to say. That was the best "business trip" I've ever been on.

Ben and I never made a serious attempt at dating. But we did get together many times.

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written by bgbrothr