One night while on a chatting app called Kik, I was chatting in a group when I received a private message from an unknown account. Receiving a new message is always a nice feeling. It's like opening a present on Christmas Day. I chat in groups that are specifically for adults meaning the nature of the talk is usually something involving x-rated fun and the members are usually men. I look at the new message and first notice the picture that is the avatar. It was the picture of the Chicago Bears logo. You can usually tell a lot about a person by the picture they choose to display for everyone to see. I knew that this was indeed a man's profile. Probably a very outgoing man who enjoys cars and watching sports. The name associated with the kik account was "Visitor4Fun." Pretty self explanatory. I open the message and began reading what has just been sent to me.
"What's up man? I found you in a group that we are in together and wanted to see if you would be interested in linking up. I actually just joined the group today because I'm visiting and will be in town for a few days. Just looking to have a little fun while here. If interested hit me back. Hope to hear back from you."
Along with that thoughtful message, the sender also submitted a face picture. I liked what I saw. "Visitor4Fun" was an attractive middle aged gentleman with Thick brown hair, longish sideburns, a mustache, and bushy eyebrows. He had green eyes with flecks of brown peeking through and he had full lips that almost looked enhanced. His skin tone was a tawny brown, reminiscent of someone who spends a lot of time outdoors or at a tanning salon. Either way it was nice on his blemish free skin.
I decided to reply to the message as coolly as I possibly could by saying "Hey, thanks for reaching out. Yes I suppose we could get to know each other and see where things lead." That sounded great to "Visitor4Fun" who then gave me his name as Chad. Chad and I bounced back and forth with messages with the messages starting out very innocent at first. Eventually Chad and I started to getting down to the true reason we were both chatting. To make a long story short Chad is a married man visiting from Chicago on a business trip. He travels across the country negotiating deals for his firm and has found that apps like Kik can allow him to have a little fun on the side before having to move on to the next location. What Chad has learned to do was find local groups for every city that he visits and he joins the groups in hopes of finding someone that he's interested in linking up with. Tonight he just so happened to see my profile and found me to be attractive and when he saw my name which is "HouHeadDoc" he knew that I was definitely someone he wanted to have visit him at his hotel for the night. Chad didn't have to do much coaxing although I played as coy as was believable for someone with a name like "HouHeadDoc" which is suggestive of my location and that I like giving head aka oral. Chad and I exchanged pics. I sent a fully body pic and Chad in return sent a cock pic with his cock fully engorged. If only Chad could have seen the expression on my face the moment I received his cock pic. My mouth fell open. It was the cock of all cock. Chad's cock could have easily given a lot of porn stars' cocks a run for their money. It was around 7 or 8 inches fully erect with a perfect mushroom head. The shaft was covered in veins of various sizes with one huge vein zig zagging across the right side. Chad was a corporate fella so it didn't shock me that his pubes were completely shaven as well as his smooth shiny balls which were nice and large. The picture of his cock and balls were very enticing. So much so that I wanted to cut chat short and get down to meeting him at his hotel room. He was eager to give me the instructions. I was told to park in the garage connected to the hotel and he would pay for it if there was a fee. Perfect so far. I love the consideration of a host that gives detailed instructions and is willing to either contribute to gas or pay for the parking. He also gave me his room number which was 229. Great I think I have all of the information I need to get to Chad's room. Before I leave my house I send Chad my cellphone number on kik and I tell him to text my number incase I have issues communicating with him through the app. From past experience I know that the app can be unreliable once I leave my home wifi connection and especially when I'm near the airport. I wait for a few minutes and it's taking longer than normal for Chad to reply so I get worried that he's about to flake on me. I'm not leaving until I get a text or some kind of reply. He finally sends a reply on kik stating he'd rather keep the communication through the kik app. I decide to accept this considering I know he's a married man and he's probably on the dl. Maybe he's had issues with guys calling his phone in the past. Since I have his room number if anything should go wrong at least I can still reach him even if I can't connect with him through the app. I hop in my car and start driving toward the airport. I knew exactly where his Hotel was located already.
About 20 minutes later I am parking my car in the garage as he's instructed me. As I'm walking toward the hotel I send Chad a message through kik letting him know that I was on my way. No reply but no biggie because I'm there and I have his room number. I get inside the lobby and I'm confused as to where the elevators are located. The guy at the front desk notices that I am not a guest but am visiting. He asks me who I am visiting and their room number. I tell him I'm visiting someone named Chad in room 229. The front desk receptionist then reaches for the phone and then makes a call. I'm assuming he's calling Chad in 229 to confirm that he is expecting a visitor. I overhear the conversation and the person on the other line is saying he wasn't expecting a visitor so now I'm getting nervous. Did someone play a cruel joke on me. I get on kik and message Chad again and still no answer. The front desk receptionist is still on the phone with the person in room 229 when he finally hangs up. To my surprise the front desk receptionist points me in the direction of the elevators and tells me how to get to the room. I head up and I find room 229. I knock and the door opens.
Here is where things get a little weird. An older gentleman in a button down dress shirt and his white tighty-whities opens the door and says hello with a smile on his face. He invites me in and I reluctantly step inside of the dimly lit room and start forming my questions. At this point the man is just standing there half dressed looking at me like a piece of meat and I'm on kik comparing the picture that was sent to me earlier with the man standing before me. "Excuse me sir you don't look anything like the picture you sent to me on Kik. Is your name even Chad?" He replied by saying "My name is not Chad it's Frank and I don't know what kik is." Now things are even weirder as I start to feel like I was catfished. The man before me was not a bad looking guy so I didn't know why he felt the need to lie. As I'm thinking all of this I am also looking around out of nervousness being in a strange man's room who has lied about his identity. Was his cock pick even real or was that also a lie? As my eyes are scanning the room I look directly to my left and see a pilot's uniform hanging in the open closet next to me. I ask him if he's a pilot and he confirms that he is indeed a pilot which for some reason impresses me. I've always found men in uniform to be sexy and never had I envisioned myself with an airline pilot. My daydream about a tryst with a pilot is broken when Frank asks me if I was sent to him by someone. "What do you mean?" Frank doesn't even beat around the bush when he asks me if I'm there to provide him a much needed sexual favor in the form of me getting on my knees and helping him pop his cork. At this point I'm still thinking Frank is the man that I was chatting with on Kik who told me his name was Chad. I knew why I was there and felt Frank was still quite attractive even if he'd lied about his identity. I replied "yes I guess I'm here for that exact reason." Before I knew it Frank had dropped his briefs to his ankles and spread his legs just enough for me to get comfortable. Frank said "We must hurry because I have to get dressed and be ready for my next flight." Why is Frank still playing this silly charade as if I'm some kind of escort that was sent to him when we both know that he hit me up on Kik and asked me to come to his room. Maybe it was role play so I just played along. I took the long flaccid penis in my hands which was not the penis from the picture that was sent to me. I held his warm cock in the palm of my hand, recognizing the beauty of it. It was maybe 5 inches soft and it was uncut with a long foreskin that would prove to be fully retractable once fully erect. Unlike the picture that was sent to me earlier this cock was surrounded by a full bush of salt and pepper pubes. Franks balls hung much lower than his flaccid penis. Frank was in a time crunch so I couldn't waste too much time taking in the beauty of this older gentleman's package. I got to work and first I started by gently sucking his balls while stroking his cock. His cock got semi-erect so after giving his balls all of the attention they needed, I felt I needed to spend most of my energy on getting his cock rock hard which I did once I held it in my mouth and rotated my tongue from side to side underneath his shaft. The feeling of his penis growing in my mouth and the head of his penis emerging from the sheath of skin that was covering it was one of the most amazing things I'd experienced. Once he could grow no more I started to suck his penis with a slow steady stroke. Frank moaned in delight and encouraged me to go a little faster. He promised me it would not take him very long to cum because he'd been backed up for a very long time and needed to release. Release he did, right into the back of my throat. When Frank deposited his load in my throat at climax it sounded as if he'd been given a gut punch because he let out a hard and heavy groan that if I didn't know any better would have conveyed pain instead of pleasure. I did what I was asked. I looked up and saw Frank looking down at me with a smile on his face. The way he looked at me was similar to how a proud father would look down in the face of his son. He nudged my cheek and thanked me for visiting him tonight. I asked Frank if I could use his restroom before I left and he told me to help myself while he was getting dressed. I go into the restroom and a notification comes in on Kik. I see it is a message from "Visitor4Fun" aka Chad and he's asking me what's taking me so long to come to his room. I step out of the restroom thinking Frank is kidding around by sending me that message. I'd already played along to his charade and now he was on kik sending me messages again and only further confusing me. "Hey Frank why'd you send me another message on kik?" Frank replied "I told you I don't know what Kik is." Interesting.
"Oh so this wasn't a role play scenario where you hit me up on kik and ask me to meet at your hotel room where you you pretend to be someone else and I have to play along?"
"I'm sorry young man. I only assumed you were a male escort that was sent to my by one of my colleagues. We invite guys like you all the time when we are stuck on a layover. " Now it's all starting to make sense. Frank only had the receptionist let me up because he assumed I was an escort being sent to him by one of his colleagues. I'd just given a blowjob to the wrong person.
I say my goodbyes to Frank and wanting to get to the bottom of this, I retrieve my phone and get on kik as I exit Frank's room. I open the message from "Visitor4Fun" and sees that he's sent me another message. "Hey I'm sorry I accidentally gave you the wrong room number. Instead of room 229 I meant to press 219." Now I'm completely baffled by this tremendous mixup. Chad's correct room is just a couple of doors down so I knock on his door. Chad opens the door and sure enough it is the same man from the picture man sent to me on kik. He invites me in and apologizes once more. I wouldn't dare tell him that I'd just sucked off the guy in 229 who happens to be a pilot. I let Chad think that my tardiness was due to me getting lost. I wanted him to know that I was still eager to suck his cock. While Frank the pilot gave me a nice appetizer it was Chad who was about to give me the main course. All small talk aside, Chad was horny and had been eagerly awaiting this moment. He pulls me into his room and removes his clothes. He flops down on the bed and lays back with his dick pointing straight up toward the ceiling. No words are needed so I just get busy sucking and edging Chad for at least an hour before I extract his baby batter from his loaded balls. His cock was everything I'd imagined it would be. It was the exact same cock that he'd sent me a picture of so the thrill of surprise was not there but it was still a pleasure to be able to suck on one of the most magnificent looking penises I'd ever seen.
That night was a night of mix-ups. While mix-ups can lead to a lot of anger and frustration, I'd say that the mix-up from that night was one that I'd gladly welcome again. Chad's mistake of sending me the wrong room number led to my encounter with Frank which was a mistake but a good one. Chad was the icing on the cake because my final encounter with him was everything I'd hoped it would be and more. I told Chad to keep in touch because I knew he would be in my city again and I wanted to be his personal cocksucker whenever he was in my city. Fingers crossed.
"What's up man? I found you in a group that we are in together and wanted to see if you would be interested in linking up. I actually just joined the group today because I'm visiting and will be in town for a few days. Just looking to have a little fun while here. If interested hit me back. Hope to hear back from you."
Along with that thoughtful message, the sender also submitted a face picture. I liked what I saw. "Visitor4Fun" was an attractive middle aged gentleman with Thick brown hair, longish sideburns, a mustache, and bushy eyebrows. He had green eyes with flecks of brown peeking through and he had full lips that almost looked enhanced. His skin tone was a tawny brown, reminiscent of someone who spends a lot of time outdoors or at a tanning salon. Either way it was nice on his blemish free skin.
I decided to reply to the message as coolly as I possibly could by saying "Hey, thanks for reaching out. Yes I suppose we could get to know each other and see where things lead." That sounded great to "Visitor4Fun" who then gave me his name as Chad. Chad and I bounced back and forth with messages with the messages starting out very innocent at first. Eventually Chad and I started to getting down to the true reason we were both chatting. To make a long story short Chad is a married man visiting from Chicago on a business trip. He travels across the country negotiating deals for his firm and has found that apps like Kik can allow him to have a little fun on the side before having to move on to the next location. What Chad has learned to do was find local groups for every city that he visits and he joins the groups in hopes of finding someone that he's interested in linking up with. Tonight he just so happened to see my profile and found me to be attractive and when he saw my name which is "HouHeadDoc" he knew that I was definitely someone he wanted to have visit him at his hotel for the night. Chad didn't have to do much coaxing although I played as coy as was believable for someone with a name like "HouHeadDoc" which is suggestive of my location and that I like giving head aka oral. Chad and I exchanged pics. I sent a fully body pic and Chad in return sent a cock pic with his cock fully engorged. If only Chad could have seen the expression on my face the moment I received his cock pic. My mouth fell open. It was the cock of all cock. Chad's cock could have easily given a lot of porn stars' cocks a run for their money. It was around 7 or 8 inches fully erect with a perfect mushroom head. The shaft was covered in veins of various sizes with one huge vein zig zagging across the right side. Chad was a corporate fella so it didn't shock me that his pubes were completely shaven as well as his smooth shiny balls which were nice and large. The picture of his cock and balls were very enticing. So much so that I wanted to cut chat short and get down to meeting him at his hotel room. He was eager to give me the instructions. I was told to park in the garage connected to the hotel and he would pay for it if there was a fee. Perfect so far. I love the consideration of a host that gives detailed instructions and is willing to either contribute to gas or pay for the parking. He also gave me his room number which was 229. Great I think I have all of the information I need to get to Chad's room. Before I leave my house I send Chad my cellphone number on kik and I tell him to text my number incase I have issues communicating with him through the app. From past experience I know that the app can be unreliable once I leave my home wifi connection and especially when I'm near the airport. I wait for a few minutes and it's taking longer than normal for Chad to reply so I get worried that he's about to flake on me. I'm not leaving until I get a text or some kind of reply. He finally sends a reply on kik stating he'd rather keep the communication through the kik app. I decide to accept this considering I know he's a married man and he's probably on the dl. Maybe he's had issues with guys calling his phone in the past. Since I have his room number if anything should go wrong at least I can still reach him even if I can't connect with him through the app. I hop in my car and start driving toward the airport. I knew exactly where his Hotel was located already.
About 20 minutes later I am parking my car in the garage as he's instructed me. As I'm walking toward the hotel I send Chad a message through kik letting him know that I was on my way. No reply but no biggie because I'm there and I have his room number. I get inside the lobby and I'm confused as to where the elevators are located. The guy at the front desk notices that I am not a guest but am visiting. He asks me who I am visiting and their room number. I tell him I'm visiting someone named Chad in room 229. The front desk receptionist then reaches for the phone and then makes a call. I'm assuming he's calling Chad in 229 to confirm that he is expecting a visitor. I overhear the conversation and the person on the other line is saying he wasn't expecting a visitor so now I'm getting nervous. Did someone play a cruel joke on me. I get on kik and message Chad again and still no answer. The front desk receptionist is still on the phone with the person in room 229 when he finally hangs up. To my surprise the front desk receptionist points me in the direction of the elevators and tells me how to get to the room. I head up and I find room 229. I knock and the door opens.
Here is where things get a little weird. An older gentleman in a button down dress shirt and his white tighty-whities opens the door and says hello with a smile on his face. He invites me in and I reluctantly step inside of the dimly lit room and start forming my questions. At this point the man is just standing there half dressed looking at me like a piece of meat and I'm on kik comparing the picture that was sent to me earlier with the man standing before me. "Excuse me sir you don't look anything like the picture you sent to me on Kik. Is your name even Chad?" He replied by saying "My name is not Chad it's Frank and I don't know what kik is." Now things are even weirder as I start to feel like I was catfished. The man before me was not a bad looking guy so I didn't know why he felt the need to lie. As I'm thinking all of this I am also looking around out of nervousness being in a strange man's room who has lied about his identity. Was his cock pick even real or was that also a lie? As my eyes are scanning the room I look directly to my left and see a pilot's uniform hanging in the open closet next to me. I ask him if he's a pilot and he confirms that he is indeed a pilot which for some reason impresses me. I've always found men in uniform to be sexy and never had I envisioned myself with an airline pilot. My daydream about a tryst with a pilot is broken when Frank asks me if I was sent to him by someone. "What do you mean?" Frank doesn't even beat around the bush when he asks me if I'm there to provide him a much needed sexual favor in the form of me getting on my knees and helping him pop his cork. At this point I'm still thinking Frank is the man that I was chatting with on Kik who told me his name was Chad. I knew why I was there and felt Frank was still quite attractive even if he'd lied about his identity. I replied "yes I guess I'm here for that exact reason." Before I knew it Frank had dropped his briefs to his ankles and spread his legs just enough for me to get comfortable. Frank said "We must hurry because I have to get dressed and be ready for my next flight." Why is Frank still playing this silly charade as if I'm some kind of escort that was sent to him when we both know that he hit me up on Kik and asked me to come to his room. Maybe it was role play so I just played along. I took the long flaccid penis in my hands which was not the penis from the picture that was sent to me. I held his warm cock in the palm of my hand, recognizing the beauty of it. It was maybe 5 inches soft and it was uncut with a long foreskin that would prove to be fully retractable once fully erect. Unlike the picture that was sent to me earlier this cock was surrounded by a full bush of salt and pepper pubes. Franks balls hung much lower than his flaccid penis. Frank was in a time crunch so I couldn't waste too much time taking in the beauty of this older gentleman's package. I got to work and first I started by gently sucking his balls while stroking his cock. His cock got semi-erect so after giving his balls all of the attention they needed, I felt I needed to spend most of my energy on getting his cock rock hard which I did once I held it in my mouth and rotated my tongue from side to side underneath his shaft. The feeling of his penis growing in my mouth and the head of his penis emerging from the sheath of skin that was covering it was one of the most amazing things I'd experienced. Once he could grow no more I started to suck his penis with a slow steady stroke. Frank moaned in delight and encouraged me to go a little faster. He promised me it would not take him very long to cum because he'd been backed up for a very long time and needed to release. Release he did, right into the back of my throat. When Frank deposited his load in my throat at climax it sounded as if he'd been given a gut punch because he let out a hard and heavy groan that if I didn't know any better would have conveyed pain instead of pleasure. I did what I was asked. I looked up and saw Frank looking down at me with a smile on his face. The way he looked at me was similar to how a proud father would look down in the face of his son. He nudged my cheek and thanked me for visiting him tonight. I asked Frank if I could use his restroom before I left and he told me to help myself while he was getting dressed. I go into the restroom and a notification comes in on Kik. I see it is a message from "Visitor4Fun" aka Chad and he's asking me what's taking me so long to come to his room. I step out of the restroom thinking Frank is kidding around by sending me that message. I'd already played along to his charade and now he was on kik sending me messages again and only further confusing me. "Hey Frank why'd you send me another message on kik?" Frank replied "I told you I don't know what Kik is." Interesting.
"Oh so this wasn't a role play scenario where you hit me up on kik and ask me to meet at your hotel room where you you pretend to be someone else and I have to play along?"
"I'm sorry young man. I only assumed you were a male escort that was sent to my by one of my colleagues. We invite guys like you all the time when we are stuck on a layover. " Now it's all starting to make sense. Frank only had the receptionist let me up because he assumed I was an escort being sent to him by one of his colleagues. I'd just given a blowjob to the wrong person.
I say my goodbyes to Frank and wanting to get to the bottom of this, I retrieve my phone and get on kik as I exit Frank's room. I open the message from "Visitor4Fun" and sees that he's sent me another message. "Hey I'm sorry I accidentally gave you the wrong room number. Instead of room 229 I meant to press 219." Now I'm completely baffled by this tremendous mixup. Chad's correct room is just a couple of doors down so I knock on his door. Chad opens the door and sure enough it is the same man from the picture man sent to me on kik. He invites me in and apologizes once more. I wouldn't dare tell him that I'd just sucked off the guy in 229 who happens to be a pilot. I let Chad think that my tardiness was due to me getting lost. I wanted him to know that I was still eager to suck his cock. While Frank the pilot gave me a nice appetizer it was Chad who was about to give me the main course. All small talk aside, Chad was horny and had been eagerly awaiting this moment. He pulls me into his room and removes his clothes. He flops down on the bed and lays back with his dick pointing straight up toward the ceiling. No words are needed so I just get busy sucking and edging Chad for at least an hour before I extract his baby batter from his loaded balls. His cock was everything I'd imagined it would be. It was the exact same cock that he'd sent me a picture of so the thrill of surprise was not there but it was still a pleasure to be able to suck on one of the most magnificent looking penises I'd ever seen.
That night was a night of mix-ups. While mix-ups can lead to a lot of anger and frustration, I'd say that the mix-up from that night was one that I'd gladly welcome again. Chad's mistake of sending me the wrong room number led to my encounter with Frank which was a mistake but a good one. Chad was the icing on the cake because my final encounter with him was everything I'd hoped it would be and more. I told Chad to keep in touch because I knew he would be in my city again and I wanted to be his personal cocksucker whenever he was in my city. Fingers crossed.
