Harry and Matt's Hotel Adventure

Alarm bells. Sleepily Matt lunged for his phone, before he realised that it was too dark, and far too loud. "Shit", he muttered, realising it was the fire alarm. Groggily, he dragged himself out of bed, grabbing the clothes scattered around his hotel room. This night hadn't gone the way he had wanted. He'd been stood up, again, and now just as he was finding comfort in a horny dream, this happened. He grabbed the room key and heading out the door. In his tiredness, he stumbled out of his room, and without realising, straight into the path of a older man heading past. "sorry" he uttered, carrying on with embarrassment. The cold air hit him like a sledge hammer. Other guests were milling around, chatting quietly, trying to get warm as they waited for either the fire brigade or to be told it was a false alarm. "this really wasn't what I was planning for tonight..." Matt muttered again. "And what were you planning for?" said a voice just behind him. Startled, Matt looked around, and saw the man he'd bumped into earlier. "Oh...nothing much. I was meant to be meeting a...a friend." they stood awkwardly together, watching the other guests. Matt risked a glance sideways. From the street light, Matt saw the stranger smile, as if filling in the gaps with the unspoken truth-he'd been planning on being with someone tonight. With a smile and a sigh, the stranger turned to Matt. "If it's any comfort, this wasn't how my night was meant to go either. I'm Harry, by the way." slowly, as they waited, they began to chat. Nothing too much, just simple details and random conversation. After a while, they stood in silence, watching the others, each lost in their own thoughts. Matt's thoughts returned to the dream he'd been having, that of a red haired lady, lavishing his cock with her full attention, large tits jiggling as her head bobbed up and down...his cock lurched as the dream returned, straining against his jeans. Suddenly, the all-clear was given. Matt turned to say good night to his new friend, only to find Harry's eyes on his bulge. Awkwardly, they said good night, and each made their way back to their rooms.  Matt closed his door, and began to strip. The image of Harry staring at his bulge was still fresh in his mind. Was Harry eyeing him up? Damn, but he wish he's had the courage to ask. With the dream still in his mind, and the failed meeting, Matt was eager for some fun. Plus, Harry had that look - a gentleman older than him, experienced probably, eager to teach a young cock sucker...damn, that fantasy hadn't surfaced for a while. Matt grinned as he slipped into bed, his stiff cock eager for attention... And then, the knock on the door. Quietly, so as to not arouse the others who shared the same corridor. Wondering who it was, but daring to hope, Matt pulled on his jeans and went to the door. There stood Harry, looking nervous and slightly embarrassed. "Look," Harry began, "I was just wondering if you fancied...you know..." Words seemed to fail, but both knew what the other wanted. With a smile, Matt beckoned Harry in. As the door closed, they looked at one another. Matt lowered himself to his knees, grabbing at the edge of Harry's jeans. This was no romantic encounter. There was no need for gentleness or subtlety. This was a need, pure, basic. Matt needed to taste his cock. Harry needed to come. Clothes were shed fast, till Harry and Matt were both naked. Matt wrapped his hand around Harry's cock, savouring the feeling, before lowering his head to the cock. His inexperianced lips began to slobber over it, running up and down Harry's shaft. One hand found his way to Harry's balls, enjoying the weight and feel of them. Suddenly, Harry's hands moved from Matt's shoulders to his head. Matt grinned, understanding what was needed. He opened his mouth wide and began to suck hard on Harry's cock. Harry's hips moved off their own desire, thrusting his cock hard into matt's mouth. Without realising, Matt's hands gripped Harry's arse, forcing the cock in deeper. The hard cock felt like it was growing with each thrust, filling his mouth and pushing at his throat. Matt began to gag, unused to the sensation. Harry pulled back, but only for a second as he thrust once more, slowly this time, allowing Matt to get used to the feel. Matt felt the pressure, and attempted to lessen his gag reflex. Desperate to please, he closed his eyes and strained forward, till he felt his nose nestled amongst harry's pubes...as he moaned around the cock, his wandering hands began to explore harrys arse. Suddenly, bravely, he pushed a finger into harry's arse, penetrating him. Harry went wild, sensations flooding him.He grabbed matts head and started to fuck his mouth hard and fast, his cock ramming against the back of his throat...as matt attempted to take harry, snatching breathes in between thrusts, he moved his finger deeper, exploring Harry's tight virgin arse. The more Matt fingered, the harder Harry fucked. Finally, with a drawn out groan, harry rammed his cock as far down matt's throat as he could, as his balls erupted, cum flowing into matts mouth and down his throat. Forcefully, he held matt down on his cock. Matt felt like harry's cock was filling his throat, and the more he tried to swallow, the more harry came. The cum leaked out of his mouth. Finally, Harry let up, and matt was able to breath. The cum tasted delicious, and matt was in a cum stupour from the skull fucking he'd just recieved. Seeing harry collapsed on the bed, Matt's body, operating on auto pilot, moved harry onto his stomach. grabbing the lube he'd brought with him, he lubed up his cock. Harry, still recovering from the huge load of cum he'd just made matt swallow, suddenly realised what was happening as he felt Matt's cock pressed against his arsehole. Unwittingly he tensed, but that seemed only to make Matt more determined. Slowly, surely, he began to push his cock into Harry's arsehole. At first, Harry fought, for it was painful...but then, with a satisfying pop, the head of the cock and the first three inches slid into Harry's arse. Harry's moans of disomfort turned to moans of pleasure. Turning his head, Harry and Matt kissed, the taste of Harry's cum still on Matt's tounge. And then Matt pushed harry back onto his stomach, and grabbing his hips, began to fuck harry's arse. Hard and fast, Matt took Harry's anal cherry, fucking him for all he was worth...Underneath, harry, despite himself, found himself pushing back against the savage thrusts, till in the end they were lost in a world of fucking. Just as Harry thought he couldn't take any more, Matt began to orgasm. His warm cum filled Harry's arsehole. Finally, Matt and Harry collapsed on the bed. Both smiled at each other. Both knew the night was far from over...