Naked but for a pair of funky rubber flip flops,I stood next to him & ran the shower, I dropped my shorts to reveal a very chubby semi, I noticed him ...ooking, I was in, so I plucked up enough courage to ask him how his excersise was going, he said it went well & that he hadn't been swimming for awhile & wanted to take it easy, I told him he looked pretty good with out working out, he smiled & said he has put on too much fat, I was thinking filthily about me giving him some more 'fat' he then. "Room 314, right?" I asked awkwardly."Sure. The bed is yours, we are comfortable here," said one of them in a foreign accent and reached for the minibar, "what are you drinking? Let's see what we have here... whiskey, half-finished, gin, and... what's that? Andy, go get some glasses!"The other guy stood up with effort, and panting, went out."I'm Willem," he announced with his head buried into the minibus. "And that was Andreas. Swedes, if you wonder. Never saw such heat in my life, we faint. If he threatens to blackmail you, he probably wants to stay friends." I bit my lip. "He was really shaken." You think so?" Yeah, I know Jason. I think he almost cried. Look, if he asks for something -- you know, pretending it's blackmail -- pretend to give him a rough time for asking, then do it for him. Maybe give him more than he asks, 'cause he's covering for both of us."Tyler thought about it, and nodded.I rubbed his shoulder. "Sorry," I said.Tyler nodded, then smiled and stroked the side. I fucked him hard as he requested. Part of me was reminding him what he was missing, and it was abundantly clear he couldn't disguise the truth of that. After a few minutes I wanted to get him into my bedroom and for him to see himself getting fucked in the big mirror I had placed there in anticipation. I pulled out. My cock felt huge. “Strip off completely and get on all fours in the bedroom.” I ordered. He obliged and I happily held his leaking stiffy for a moment. Watching his skinny.