What You Find When You're Not Looking

This is a true account of what happened when my Gaydar didn't give me a heads up.

A couple years ago I was doing a job in Atlanta, that kept me there for about 5 months. About a month into my stay I met another guy who was also doing a Construction job and we were both in the same hotel.

We both worked crazy hours and would see each other as we left for work every morning at about 5:30 A. M. and talk for a few minutes and some evenings we would run into each other so with basically living the same Road Dog life we became casual friends.

Anyway he was about 6 foot tall clean shaven brown short hair nice brown eyes and a bit of a dad bod. He was handsome and very laid back and easy to be around but Definitely straight as they come, or so I thought. My Gaydar didn't go off in the least bit when I was around him.

So Memorial Day weekend came and we both found ourselves with a rare weekend off. Saturday morning we we're both taking advantage of the free breakfast the hotel provides as normally we left for work before it was available. We sat together and made plans to play golf together so we made a Tee Time for 11: A. M. We had a great time and afterwards we grabbed some fast food and when we got back to the hotel decided to check out the hot tub. He was wearing basic spandex shorts and I had chosen board shorts. We talked about work and how the traveling sucked and although the money was great our choice of careers was definitely lonely. He made a joke about how the jets in the hot tub were reminding him just how lonely it is. We laughed and I said " we needed to get out because if we stay any longer we might have an accident" he agreed and I got out and started to dry off he was still sitting.

I grabbed a towel and as I handed it to him he asked if I would turn around as he was embarrassed.

Puzzled I asked why? He said something in a hushed voice I didn't quite hear.

I asked again and he stated that he had gotten a hard on from the jets and he didn't like showing anyone his little dick.

I said "I saw your bulge when you got in and you have nothing to be embarrassed about."

He said "easy for you to say, I can see you don't have a raging boner. I'm only 5inches when hard."

I thought I would make him feel better and told him I consider 5 inches big being as "1. I am currently hard as a rock 2. I am 3.5 inches."

He laughed and stood up no longer so self conscious and said "I guess the jets got you going as well."

I quipped "I'm pretty sure it wasn't the jets".

We had agreed earlier ti meet in his room to watch a hockey game. Since I don't own any male underwear I just threw on a pair of basic white cotton panties that had little pink hearts all over and sweat pants and Tee shirt and headed to his room.

When I got to his room he was wearing jeans and a Tee shirt and holding a beer..

The Pre game show was on and neither one of us were particularly interested in what they were saying so out of the blue he muted the T. V.

Then he asked "What did you mean earlier when you said it wasn't the jets that got you hard?" At this point I thought I was about to get punched. But for good or bad I am honest.

So I said "it was mostly due to a handsome sexy man telling me that he was 2 foot away from me with a hard on." I was waiting for the punch but instead he said.

"Let me see it."

"See what?" I asked.

"That 3.5 inch cock, I want to see it I've never seen on so small."

I quickly stood up and as I was deciding whether to run or show him he reached out and grabbed my sweatpants by the thighs and pulled them down leaving me standing there in my panties with a rock hard clitty. He rubbed his palm over me and I immediately started leaking pre cum and he said.

"Mmmm your panties are so pretty, did you wear them for me?"

I told him that I don't own men's underwear and usually I wear something a lot more frilly and feminine.

He said "I never would have guessed you were gay."

I said "guilty, I never would have guessed you were Bi."

He said "I'm not" as he pulled down my panties and said "oh my god it's so fucking cute" as he leaned forward and licked the pre cum from my slit.

He started sucking it like a starving baby I told him I was getting close and he pulled his mouth off of me and asked.

"Are you going to run away as soon as you cum?"

I said "Absolutely not."

so he resumed sucking and reached up and shoved his index finger in my mouth which I sucked and swirled my tongue around. Then he removed his finger and inserted it inside me and with his finger in me and his thumb outside me he squeezed my prostate which made me explode in his mouth. He swallowed every drop.

He commented on how much he loved my cum.

I practically ripped his jeans off and swallowed his beautiful cock and after about five minutes of swallowing him whole I got his cock as wet as I could and climbed up on too of him as he directed his cock to my hole and sat down so hard his hand got caught between us. After raising up and down about ten times he abruptly grabbed me and flipped me onto my back without coming out of me. He locked my knees up with his elbows and started pounding me I started yelling all kinds of obscenities and begged him not to stop. His cock was entering me on a perfect angle and I had a total body orgasm and blasted cum all over my stomach and he leaned down and kissed me so aggressively as he buried his cock in me and started cumming I could feel his cock head pulsing against my prostate and I came without producing cum. Apparently I passed out, and when I came to he was stroking my temple and softly kissing my cheek.

We slept in each other's arms for a long time and he fucked me two more times, once in the middle of the night and first thing in the morning.

I dressed for him On Sunday and stayed En Femme until Monday evening.

Just wish either of our Gaydar would have detected our Homo-ness earlier we wasted a lot of time.