Holiday Hotel Hookup

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Authors: Jeff Adams
a geyser erupted from my cock, I saw myself fall on screen, victim of a sniper. My team took out the shooter, but from what I saw on screen, I wasn’t getting up from that shot. It didn’t matter; I’d take whatever shit was coming for getting taken out.
    “That was awesome,” he said with a giant, satisfied smile. “Sorry I got you killed, though.”
    “I don’t care. I’ll let them think my Internet crapped out or something. I’ll take a blowjob from you any day over a game.”
    JJ crawled up and planted a kiss on my mouth.
    “Exactly the right thing to say.” JJ said. “I’m going to hit the shower. Maybe you should join me to clean up that mess?”
    It was cute how he made it sound like a question. There wasn’t really a choice, as far as I was concerned. I stripped, flipped the switch off on the console so it’d look even more like my connection was lost, and I was in the shower before JJ was hardly wet.
     
     
    “ U GH . S O early,” JJ said through a haze of sleep.
    “Sorry.” I found my phone on the nightstand and killed the alarm. Seven was later than I tended to get up for work, but after the shower session last night, I made sure to give myself some extra sleep. “You can stay in bed as long as you want, though.”
    He rolled over and fixed his smile on me. “Wish you could stay too. They’re really making you work the day after Christmas, even though it’s Friday?”
    “Yeah. The project goes live New Year’s Eve night, and there are people worried we won’t be ready. It’s a full day in SF for the project team too, along with most of the tech people here.”
    “That sucks.” He sat up against the headboard, giving me a view of his perfect chest and arms.
    “Believe it or not, I’ve done worse. At least,” I said, leaning over to give him a kiss, “this trip has perks.”
    “That it does.” He kissed me back. “So are you around this weekend? I’m off Sunday. Maybe we can do something?”
    “Sunday’s a definite possibility. I’m hoping there’s not too much work over the weekend.”
    I’d do everything in my power to make sure of it. Sunday with JJ, outside the hotel, doing whatever, would be phenomenal.
    “I’ll leave that day free so we can do something.”
    “I’d like that. A lot.” I nestled in against him, also resting against the headboard, but letting my head lean into his shoulder.
    We were both quiet. My brain was back on the question of us, and what we were. It felt like we’d moved beyond hookup given some of the chats we had. We’d talked about family, and the hookups I’d had before didn’t do that. I switched positions and sat cross-legged so I could look at him.
    “Let’s get together as much as we can before I go home, whether it’s dinners, or in bed, or whatever. Let’s see what happens, and we’ll figure things out before I go home.”
    JJ considered for a moment before the smile returned. “Yeah. Let’s do it. We’re at least friends, I would say, no matter what else we may decide to do.”
    “Friends with benefits, I think.”
    He threw a pillow at my head. “I’m being serious, here. I’d like to spend more time with you.”
    “I’m serious too. Believe me, I don’t have friends who deliver the kind of blowjobs you do.” He smirked at me and lobbed another pillow my way. “I know what you mean, though. There’s more than a hookup happening here.”
    He nodded satisfactorily. “When do you get done tonight?”
    “Eight or nine, probably.”
    “Sounds like you’ll be back before I’m off. I’ll try to make sure I’m done on time, too, so we have some time tonight. Maybe Sunday you can come to my place? Home-cooked meal. Sunday night I sometimes meet up with friends at a bar. You’d certainly be welcome to join us. I’d love to show off my sexy new friend.”
    “Ready for me to meet your friends, eh? That’s a big step.”
    “They’re good guys, but they’re not going to know what to make of me showing up with

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