Thanks for your lovely comments re Part 1 and here we go with the rest..... My finger shook and my dick stood to attention, as I dialled the magic numbers 4 - 0 - 7. "Hi, Mitch here" he sounded very chirpy. "Oh, Mr Rubens, it's Barney from concierge here. It's just to let you know, I secured a lovely seat for you in the Dress Circle for tonight's 'Priscilla'. "Oh that's great news, Barney, Thank You much." "My pleasure, Sir. The show starts at 7.45, and we'll keep the ticket here for you. Is there anything else we can help you with just now?" (please say yes, you'd love it if I could come up to 407, so you could let me suck on that Yankee Hot Dog) "Well, I guess I'd need to call housekeeping, but I'm about to take a shower and I seem to be missing a bath towel" My dick throbbed a bit more in my uniform trousers at the thought of him trying to cover his chunky baseball player's thighs with a hand towel. "Oh Sir, I do apologise, I'll go to the linen store right away, and I'll bring your ticket at the same time". "That'd be great, thanks Barney." "See you in a couple of minutes, Sir" - I was tempted to say "In two shakes of a donkey's tail" but that may have sounded a little too obvious and English! My colleague Marek (Polish and gorgeous straight lad) grinned and shook his pretty head. "I know what you up to, you rascal. It's that American fellow, eh?" He told me not to hurry back and winked as I got in the lift, pointing down to my expanding crotch area. Jesus, I better try and settle that down before I go knocking on Mitch's door! That cow of a housekeeper, Soria, gave me a hard time over letting me have a towel to take to his room. "I can assure you, all the rooms are checked before being released to reception" "Well, I can't really call him a liar or a thief, can I?" She clung onto the bath sheet like it was the Crown Jewels. "I don't really like giving out linen to other departments, you could be doing anything with it" "Like what? I'm just taking this gentleman's theatre ticket and he requested a towel. What's the big deal?" "Oh well, I suppose I will have to give it to you, but I'll be having words with the chambermaid...." I grabbed the towel out of her hand and muttered something not too pleasant under my breath as I walked down to his room. Better things on my mind than her errant staff. Here we were! 407! Tap Tap "It's Barney from Concierge, Mr Rubens" The door opened and what I saw blew my mind. He stood before me bare-chested and with the most amazing smile. His shoulders were broad and his torso tanned. He had muscular upper arms, not body-builder like, just masculine and smooth. His pecs were rounded but deffo not man-boobs and he had dark brown nipples that looked so suckable. His body-hair was clipped and even, aside from a thick black strip of treasure trail beneath his navel. He'd lost the chinos, and was now in straight cut light blue jeans, tight around his bulge. I could see the outline of his cock stretching the fabric and his balls were plum-like under the denim. Beautiful hunk of a man! "Come in, Sir. I'm really grateful for this service." I was unusually flustered (I'd had a couple of similar encounters at the hotel, but this was in a different league!) and I sensed he'd picked up on this. I was holding the fluffy bath sheet in front of my now full erection. I placed the ticket wallet on the desk inside his room. He let the door close behind me and reached down for the towel. I think we both knew what was about to follow, Mitch cupped my chin in his left hand, and pulled my face towards his. The bath towel, which by now seemed irrelevant anyway, fell to the floor and our hips pulled together like magnets, as he tenderly kissed my lips. His snogging grew more passionate as our cocks rubbed against each other through our trousers. His tongue probed my mouth as I held his head toward me and felt his cropped yet thick dark hair under my hand. We drew apart for a second. "Let's get you outa that cute little uniform and have a good time!" Now, I think we've all been there, that awkward moment of how to undress - do the shoes and socks come off first? - then the shirt? - then the trousers? There seemed to be none of this with Mitch. The fact that he did it for me gave me such confidence, I can't even remember the order now, but I was down to my boxer trunks super-speedy. My clothes were miraculously placed neatly around the room. Presumably he knew I'd need to get back to the desk at some point (no rush, Mitch, honestly!) and he did have a show to go to! He only had his jeans on anyway, so he let me have the pleasure of undoing the fly buttons as I knelt on the floor in front of him. I took it slowly, running my finger from his belly button down the trail of hair to his pubes, releasing one button at a time. I gave his dick and balls a little feel between each one. This was not to be rushed. His thick black forest of pubic hair was revealed as I moved both hands round to the back of his jeans and pulled them half-way down that perfect bubble butt. His arse-cheeks were rock-hard but the skin was as soft as the proverbial baby's. I could wait no longer, and I went for it and yanked the jeans down to the ground. When watching American porn, I always think that the white bits where the speedos were when tanning always look a bit ridiculous, but with Mitch it only added to what was now turning into something out of Falcon Studios! I sucked hard on his 8-9 inches of fat California Cock as one hand ran down his arsecrack and the other tugged on his juicy balls. I let my tongue press firmly into his cum slit and my hand worked his thick solid shaft. He gave me a little of the "Yehhhh, suck on that big motherfucker, boy" stuff. Again, I normally find all that a bit comical, but with him it seemed so natural and I was enjoying my porno moment so much! He turned round for me to tongue his arse. His crack was smooth and hairless, his hole tight, clean and puckered. I fingered him and he spread his cheeks for me to rim him. It tasted warm and I pulled his balls from underneath as my tongue licked at his manpussy. I wanted some of this myself, so we finally got onto the bed. Unsurprisingly, there was a little pre-cum on the front of my trunks and Mitch sucked it off and nibbled my cock tenderly through the lycra. As he took my trunks down, he beamed and said he'd waited all his life to see a real uncut dick (seems odd to us eh?) He loved pulling my foreskin back and forth over my helmet. I shuddered as he ran his tongue underneath the skin and it was my turn to do the "Yehh baby" stuff. It felt fab and came so naturally. This was the horniest sexual moment I'd ever had, and was pleased that we were both luvvin it so much. We broke away after a good 10 minutes of intense and deep sucking and he worked his mouth up my body, lightly kissing me all over. He sucked both of my hardened nipples making me squirm with delight. We snogged again and our hands explored each other, to our mutual delight. As much as it pained me, I was feeling a bit guilty about leaving Marek on his own and the desk would get busy with business people returning late afternoon. Whilst we rested, I told Mitch. He kissed me lightly on the lips and said he thought I was right to respect my colleague, but could we both cum before I had to leave. I grabbed that beautiful cock and he stood in front of me. We both wanked hard and fast. His dick was an inch away from my face and he moaned as he jerked himself off. He told me he was about to cum. I held mine back as I wanted to return the favour. He gasped loudly as his thick creamy spurts of spunk covered my face and I grabbed his backside as I pulled him to me. I wanted to suck every last drop out of him. He then said "I want your load now man" - He fell backwards onto the pillows and I knelt over him. I wanted him to enjoy the foreskin thing once again, so I made sure he could see me pulling it quite slowly at first. I really wanted to shoot, so I wanked ferociously in his face. His fingers probed my hole and my climax didn't disappoint either of us! He licked off my bell-end, his face wet with my cum. Just amazing, and I was reluctant to go, but c'est la vie. We kissed again and I cleaned up in the bathroom (I only used the hand-towel!) I said I'd see him later and went back to the foyer. Marek seemed fine, it was busy, but he was very easy-going and un-flappable. I said I'd take him and his girlfiend for a drink soon. She was one of Soria's chambermaids, God help her, so we could sit and bitch about customers and staff alike. Nice folk! I saw Mitch briefly the next day. He said he'd enjoyed the show and with a smirk he said the pre-show wasn't bad either! I gave him my email and he said he would be in touch when he was in London again. Patience, Barney, Patience! Thanks for reading and please let me know if you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. Take Care guys. B xx