On the way up to his room in the elevator, Brian grabbed me from behind right between my ass cheeks and partially between my legs–meaning he kind of grabs my balls too and gave me a couple erotic squeezes. Of course, my body responded and my pelvic muscles contracted as if I was doing Kegel exercises. Ding. Darn we are here already. I wish he would have stopped the elevator and taken me right then. Oh well another fantasy to store in memory. As we walked to his room though with me by his side he began to rub my penis through my jeans. Ohhhhhh goodnesssss I was back in heaven again. His hand was like a magic wand, and my dick hardened in response. We slowly made it to the door of his room. Room 314. Before he put the room key in the slot, he turned towards me and put one hand on my ass and the other on my bulging crotch and started to massage me lightly and erotically. God, it felt so good. Standing in the hall not caring if anyone saw and getting my private areas rubbed by Brian had me back in that state of sexual euphoria. I didn’t want him to stop. Really, I wanted him to pull down my pants right there and do whatever he wanted with me. However, he did stop. He put the key in the slot, click, light turned green, he twisted the doorknob slowly but didn’t quite open the door. “Are you ready for your surprise?” he asked.
“Absolutely,” I answered. I knew Brian was a gentleman, and it couldn’t be anything I wouldn’t enjoy but I was, to be honest, a little apprehensive. Slowly he opened the door. Brian went in first; I followed close behind. When we walked into the room on the bed totally nude was the sexy sultry blond from my class that I saw on the first day. The one I watched with her boy toy in the parking lot. “This is my wife, Cameron.”