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 (MM Mast ws)

   The second night. . .

   I awoke the next morning with only the slightest of hangovers from last
night's beer.  I smelled like dried cum, which was caked on my cock, and
stale pee and beer.  A quick run through the shower, this time for washing
me not for playing in, and all the usual morning ambulations.  Within a
short time I was ready to head down to breakfast.

   As part of this software conference, the sponsors had set up a breakfast
buffet, and were hoping that the attendees would get to know each other
better.  I grabbed some grapefruit juice, bacon, a bit of scrambled egg and
a bagel.  Not to mention the coffee.  Met a few interesting people, we
chatted, the verbal kind of chat at breakfast.

   The day went well for the first work day of one of these software
conferences, I am both an attendee, learning in most sessions, and a
lecturer at one session.  My lecture one was the last one of the first
afternoon, from 3:15 until 4:45.  My topic, SQL Indexing and performance
enhancement using Vector Indexes.  Now there is a real mouth full!  But
there is value in it from my work, and in getting both a fee for speaking,
and reduced cost for attending all the other lectures.  Well worth it.

   Amazingly, I had a good group of folks at my class, fifty seven in the
session, I was very happy with that.

   At the end of the session, which I let out about 5 minutes early, I was
packing up, my notes and putting away my laptop, which I had used for the
PowerPoint presentation.  People were visiting as they left.  A few came up
to talk to me and ask questions.  I really enjoy meeting all these
wonderfully curious and intelligent people.

   Down to only one person left, as I am hefting the PC bag.  He looks
familiar, but I figure I've seen so many people at so many conferences,
that I must have seen him at one or more before.  His name is Dave, he
hands me has business card, and after his name, he has penciled in the word
- DING!

   I look closely at him, recognition must be showing on my face, then he
says "Fizzy?".

   That's it, I have never before actually met any one with whom I had had
cyber sex, I don't say a word, but he must be reading it in my face.  I
guess I can't exactly say I've been caught, because he was doing much the
same as I was, so at worst it is a mutual catching.

   "How about a beer at the hotel pub?" he asks me.

   Relief, there won't be some sort of odd lecture or retribution, not if
he wants to have a brew.  I'm all for it, we walk out of the conference
room, heading for the lobby, and the pub off to the side.  He asks, me some
technical stuff, and tell's me about some of the issues his employer has
with large database tables and slow performance.

   We sit near the far end of the bar, placing our lap tops on the floor
next to the stools.  For me a black & tan, Dave (Ding) orders a Linie's
Honey Weiss on tap.

   "So should I call you by your real name, or are you content to be
'Fizzy'?" Ding said as I was taking my first big sip of brew.

   "Fizzy is fine for now, but I'd prefer you didn't use it in public
sessions, I don't want to have to explain it."

   "No problem, lets leave "Ding" the same way then."

   We talked about all kinds of things as we went through 2 pints of beer,
as it was getting on towards six o'clock, I suggested we get something to
eat, so we ordered a couple of burgers, onion rings, and deep fried cheese
curds at the bar, along with another round of brews.

   Pretty soon Ding says "BRB GGP", that sure sounded familiar.

   "Ya know, Ding, that sounds like a damn good idea, but I'll sit here and
watch the PCs while you go." So off he went.  The next round of beer showed
up just as he was returning, and I was off my bar stool and heading for the
little boys room in a heart beat.

   When I got back, he said "Sure feels good to relieve that pressure."

   I just smiled, and said "yeah", and I glanced down at his crotch, which
had a slight bulge, although not much.

   After a full meal and yet a fourth round of pints, I was starting to
feel a bit tipsy, and I could tell that Ding was also starting to feel his
beer.  I had also noticed a few times that his knee had moved over and
touched mine a few times.  I certainly didn't mind, especially as I'd had a
couple beers and was now a bit more receptive.

   "Ding my man, what say we get out of this bar and go up stairs?  Maybe
look at a few of the videos on either one of our PCs?" I said.

   He turned to me and imitating an old Mae West voice said "Your place or
mine, big boy." I damn near peed my pants with laughter at that one.

   Hefting my PC bag onto my shoulder, I started for the elevator.  Ding
was right beside me, as we got in and I pushed the button for the 10th
floor.  Alone in the elevator he patted me on the ass, and then pushed the
button for the 7th floor.

   "What's your room number?" he asked.

   "1027"

   "How about I come up there in about 5 or 10 minutes?  I'll bring along
my PC, and a couple more beers."

   "Sounds great." I replied as he got off the elevator at his floor.

   Onward to my room, I dropped my PC on the bed and started to open the
carrying case to set it up on the desk.  I walked to the window, pulling
the shades just a bit to the side for a nice high level view over the
grounds of he hotel, and off in the distance a bit of the Orlando sky line.
I left the drapes open, what the heck, I thought, no one can see in from
the ground to way up here, and the view is nice.

   PC set up didn't take long.  I was unbuttoning my shirt, and had already
kicked off my shoes when there was a knock on my room door.  I took a peek
through the little spy hole into the hall, and confirmed that it was Ding.
I opened the door, just as he was taking a quick glance up and down the
deserted hallway.  He stood there just for a second and his right hand went
down to his trousers and he pulled his zipper down and his cock out.

   "I'm a bit of a closet exhibitionist." he said.

   I put my hand out and gently wrapped it around his cock, leading him by
his "handle" into my room.

   "I think that can be fun too, but lets not take chances right now." I
said.  "May I undress you?  I don't think I've ever had a chance to
completely undress another guy, it might be fun."

   "Go for it, but I might want to return the favor."

   Ding was wearing a tee-shirt which I pulled over his head, and then I
played with his nipples a bit.  I was already a bit drunk, and was really
enjoying feeling his chest.  The I went down on my knees and undid each of
his shoes, which he stepped out of.  I pulled his socks off next.  His cock
was still hanging outside his "barn door", well maybe hanging isn't the
right word, because it was fairly hard and pointing straight at me.  I put
my index finger right to the tip of it and felt just a little bit of his
dripping wetness.

   "Yeah" he sighed.  "That feels good."

   Staying on my knees in front of him, I opened his belt buckle and then
unclasped his pants, which immediately fell to the ground.  He stepped out
of them and I tossed them over against the wall.  He was standing there in
just a pair of jockey shorts, his big hard cock, poking through the "penis
door" of his shorts.  I cupped one hand under his balls and with my other
hand, I started to slip the sides of his jockeys down from his hips.  When
the top of his shorts was down level with his cock, I had to pull the
shorts away from him, and let his cock back through the hole so that I
could pull them down the rest of the way.  These too fell to the floor, and
he stepped out of them.  Now he was totally naked in front of me, his big
hard cock just inches from my face.

   I stuck my tongue out and just licked his soft velvety cock head skin.
Another big drop of pre-cum appeared and I licked that up right away.

   Then I rose to my feet and ran my hands up and down his sides and over
his chest.  Down his front and cupping his balls gently I leaned in to his
ear and whispered "I love playing with your dick.  That was fun undressing
you."

   There I was still fully dressed, although my button down shirt was open,
and he was naked in front of me.  His hands went to my shoulders and pushed
my shirt back and off, I let my arms down and it fell to the floor.  He
then pushed me back onto the bed, and sat at my feet.  He was taking my
socks off and had his hands up to my waist for my belt buckle.  My fly was
still closed and I could feel his hands rubbing around my cock and balls.
Feeling the extra pressure of his touch on my balls was very exciting. 
Feeling his hand start to wrap around my shaft, even as I still had pants
over it just turned me on.  Soon he had my belt and pants open and is
tugging down my trousers.  He looks closely at my under pants.

   Well, I suppose I have to admit it some time, I wasn't wearing regular
guys under pants.  I was wearing a pair of women's panties, fancy lacy
ones, very silky smooth ones.  When the day had started I never expected to
meet anyone or have a chance to be with some one.  I had masturbated
heavily the night before, and I enjoy wearing panties without anyone
knowing.  When Ding approached me after the last session, I completely
forgot that I was in panties instead of jockeys.  He let out a light
whistle at my pink and pastel green panties, he pulled my trousers he rest
of the way down and off my legs.

   Then he said, "Stand up, let me look at you in those."

   I stood and slowly turned so he could see all sides.  "Do you wear bras,
or stockings, or any other women's clothes too?" he wanted to know.

   Normally I would be embarrassed to admit these things, but after last
night on the computer, and him already naked with me, and how many beers
had I already had today, I lost count but I think it was four or five.

   "I have a couple bras, 2 more pair of panties, some hose, 2 skirts, a
tank top and a nice satin feeling blouse, and one pair of medium healed
shoes.  But during the business day the only thing I can get away with
wearing is the panties."

   "Do you ever go out in these, or only wear them alone."

   "Look at me.  Do you think I could in any way pass as a woman?  No these
are for my private use."

   "Oh".

   "You are the first person who has ever seen me with this stuff.  I don't
know if I should be embarrassed, or happy.  I'm a little of both, and a bit
scared you won't like it, or. . .  "

   "I want you to be my girlfriend for a little while" Ding said, "Now that
I have undressed Fizzy, I wonder if I may dress . . .  Do you give yourself
a female name?"

   "You know Ding, I never really thought of it, I never chose a name,
because I away kept this part so private.  The only one who has any idea is
me, and I guess, now you."

   "Then I will call you Lizbeth, it sounds a bit like Fizzy.  And right
now I don't care that you can't go outside and pass as a woman.  I'm half
in the bag, I want to play sex games, I came in here expecting another guy,
and when I get him undressed, I find panties, and hear that he, no she, has
a whole set of outfits, I want to dress my new girl friend a bit and look
at her and touch her, and maybe touch myself as I touch her."

   "Oh Ding, that sounds so good." I could hardly believe my ears, and my
eyes, he not only didn't mind me in panties but wanted to dress me up.  I
could play at being his girl for a little while, and then I hopped I could
. . . .  I don't know what I hoped, but I wanted to play and party the
night away with this sexy man.

   I showed him my extra bag, the one that is separate and only has
feminine stuff in it.  He chose a nice lacy light blue bra, only a B cup
one, which I usually stuff with bits of tissue paper to make the cups full.
He also wanted me in the jean skirt and the satin feeling blouse, buttoned
only just enough to hide part of the bra but not all.  He had so much fun
slipping the bra on me, and clasping it behind me.  His hands kept sliding
down over my panties.

   "Lizbeth, you have such a big clit, I just love feeling it."

   For a little while longer I posed for him, he particularly enjoyed when
he could look up my skirt.  I would stand with my legs slightly spread as
he lay on his back on the floor.  If I straddled him like this he had
complete view up my skirt and at my panties.  With all the beer we had
drunk earlier in the evening, I still felt allot of pressure to let go at
this point.  In fact I did dribble just a little bit.  Ding was fascinated
to see a wet spot develop in the front of my panties, and enlarge down
between my legs.  A few drops fell onto his bare, and only slightly hairy
chest.

   Soon we figured it was time to look at a bit of porn.  I started my
laptop up and we lay together on the bed to look at various pictures.  At
first we just looked at some of my collection of jpg files.  I could spend
hours just looking at these, and collecting new jpgs.  Ding was fascinated
by my collection, as last night I noticed that he tended to prefer the
younger models.  I don't have allot of pictures of younger ladies, as my
preferences run towards mature armatures, but he really liked the lesbian
pictures that I had from an Australian porn site with the initials AW.

   My bottle of beer was soon dead, as was Ding's.  "Hey guy, how about we
go piss and then have one more brew?" I suggested.

   "Lets go." was the quick response.  "Lizzy, do you want to stay dressed
like that, or take it off?"

   "What would you think of taking it off of me when it was all wet?"

   "Mmmmm, wet with. . .?"

   "You guessed it my man.  My panties are already pretty damp, and I've
been adding precum to them, but I bet between us we could soak the rest of
this outfit."

   I gently pulled him towards the tub by his lovely handle, penis.  "Ding,
how high and far do you think you can squirt that thing?  Can you get my
bra wet?"

   He stood at the end of the tub, and knelt at the other end.  "Piss on me
Ding!  Soak my blouse and bra!  Hose down my skirt and panties!"

   "Here goes gurl." he replied as he aimed his cock at me.  The first big
squirt hit me right in the face, Oh did that feel warm and good.  Then he
aimed down onto my boobs, soaking first the left side and then the right of
my chest and my bra.  The wonderful, and only very slightly yellow mild pee
ran down and soaked my skirt too.  I was relishing this wonderful wash down
that his hard cock was giving me.  I ran my wet hands over my face and then
over my blouse.

   I opened my mouth wide and he immediately knew what I wanted as he aimed
straight down my throat with the last of his hard stream, I left my mouth
open and his pee poured out and down my chin onto my blouse.  Soon his
stream slowed to a trickle, I reached out and lightly took his still hard,
but not rigid penis in my fingers.  I gave it a little shake for him to get
the last few drops off of it.

   He held his hand out to me offering me help in standing in the tub.

   "What or How would you like me to go Ding?  My cock is all yours to
use." I said to him.  Meanwhile his hands were lightly touching my blouse
over my bra.  Feeling the wet material, he was feeling my flat man tits
that were hidden behind that soaking bra.

   He started to undress me.  "I want to see you as naked as I am." he
said. "Now lets see if we can find a way for both of us to sit in the tub."

   Hotel's don't usually have the biggest tubs in the world, and fitting
two of us was a bit tight, but he sat first, and then I sat with my legs
around his sides.  I slid down a bit so my cock was close to his, pointing
almost straight up in the air.  Ding took my cock gently in his hands and
began to play with me, which quickly made me start to harden up a bit.

   "I want you just a little hard, and want you to squirt straight up, like
a drinking fountain." he told me.  "Relax, let me feel the pee as it flows
through your cock.  Let me see it shoot up."

   I knew that in this position, with me kind of half sitting and half
laying in the tub, and him right between my legs, we were both going to get
a nice shower out of my piss.  And boy did I have to go.  We had been
drinking beer for a few hours now, and I had held off pissing as long as I
could.

   I relaxed just a bit more, which is not easy to do with someone else
holding onto, and gently playing with your cock.  But soon I gave a squirt
that went mostly up, but aimed a bit towards me, it fell back down onto my
chest and splashed my chin.  He pulled downward on my cock just a bit and
the stream went straight up and fell back onto his hands and my cock.  Oh
that does feel so very nice to have such warm pee on my self.

   Ding pulled just a little more and my stream was closer to him, he
leaned over and opened his mouth.  "Just like drinking from the water
fountain in grade school." he said.  He took a big swig of my light yellow
piss in his mouth and then sprayed it out, all over me.  Then he took one
more big mouth full, but this time he swallowed every drop of it.  I could
hear him going "HMmmmmmm" as he savored my lightly yellow drink.

   As my stream slowed he played with my cock some more, starting to stroke
it, starting gently squeeze it.

   "Just stay right here, I want to jack you off just like this.  I want to
feel you cum on my hands just like you pissed on me." Ding said.  How could
I refuse as we lay here.  His cock meanwhile was growing a bit as he sat
between my legs, and I could feel it just nudging the underside of my
balls.

   He stroked slowly at first, and then harder and harder.  My cock was
starting to throb, I could feel it growing in his hands as he played with
me.  I wanted to play with him too, but the position in the tub just
wouldn't allow for that, so I lay back and simply watched as his hands
wrapped around my cock and he slowly stroked it up and down.  His fingers
sometimes sliding up onto the super soft and sensitive skin of my cock
head.

   "Ding, you sure do know how to stroke a guy off."

   "I've been doing this for years with my own cock, I love watching it as
I prepare to cum.  Now I want to watch and to feel with my hands.  But be
able to concentrate on the hand feeling and watching without loosing
control of my self as I would if it were my own cock that was getting
harder and closer to cumming."

   "I want to sit here and look at your cock as you cum!  I want to let you
just sit here and enjoy the sensations of jacking off without using your
hands." As he said this his thumb came up and pressed at the underside of
my cock head.  With each stroke up and down now, I felt a little bit closer
to cumming.  I could feel the pressure of my cock building.

   Then he took his hands off my cock for a few minutes and put them
together flat, almost like a praying position, but with my cock between his
palms.  He slowly started moving one hand then the other forward and back,
like he was trying to roll my cock thinner between his palms.  What a weird
sensation I felt as he did this.  In someways it was a bit more like the
feel of a pussy around my cock than I usually had when jacking off, in
other ways, well I couldn't really describe the way it felt.  But I knew I
was getting close.

   He felt it too, "I can feel you getting harder than ever, you're gonna
cum soon."

   My cock seemed to grow in his hands at the last few seconds as I felt my
cum start to work its way into my shaft from my balls.

   The intense feelings of his hands rolling my cock like that were too
much.  I started spurting cum!  The first gob of cum landed on my stomach,
and then the rest were on Ding's hands.  Finally I could feel that the
final bit had stayed between his hands and was now lubricating them as they
played with my slowly softening cock.  He sure knew how to get me off, at
the very last second he stopped the pumping and just held my cock tight in
his warm wet hands.  I loved every second of it.

   Then with a big smile, he started to lick the fingers of his right hand.
There were some big bits of cum there and he licked them off, and showed me
the cum on his tongue before he swallowed it.  Gawd that was sexy.  Then he
leaned forward and offered me his left hand, the palm of which was coated
in my white sticky goo.  I too licked and showed him my tongue full of cum
before swallowing.

   We lay together in the tub for a few more minutes, as he allowed me to
come back down from my intense climax, and then we stood and embraced.  Our
cocks touching each other, mine now getting soft, his still hard.  Our
bodies were still wet from our pee, and there was still some of my cum on
my belly which I now smeared on his tummy.

   Stepping out of the bathtub we grabbed a couple of towels to dry off as
we didn't want to get the bed wet.  Then back out to look at a bit more
porn.

   "Ding" I said, "is there any special way you would like me to make you
cum?  Do you want a hand job, a blow job, what ever?"

   "I don't really know Lizbeth" he replied.  "I'd really like to look at
some more porn, and just have you slowly play with my cock as I look at
it."

   "That is easy to do." So we climbed back on the bed and grabbed one of
the laptop PCs.  He propped it up on his chest so he could just look at the
screen, and I lay on my side next to him.  I could see the pictures as my
hand reached out and slowly just lightly played with his cock.  He was
already hard and my light strokes just intensified the hardness.  I sat up
and moved down just a little so I could really look closely at him.

   What a magnificent penis.  He was not particularly big, I would guess
average, although I haven't played with enough other cocks to have a real
basis for judging.  It was nice and hard, if I let go of it as he lay there
it would fall a bit toward his tummy, and then with just a finger I could
lift it to a straight up and down angle.  He was circumcised, and I could
easily see the skin of the shaft was slightly darker than that right by the
head.  The soft silky smoothness of the penis head was just amazing to me.
I ran my finger just as gently as possible around the very edge of the
penis head.  As I did so, he gave just a bit of a movement, I could feel
him tense and release.

   Then a clear drop of precum started to ooze out of the piss hole.  I
watched it form, and slowly, ever so slowly, almost like honey, the drop
started to slide down his cock head.  I leaned in close and stuck my tongue
out and licked up that glistening drop.  As I did that he gave me the
softest "Mmmmmmmm" moan.

   I looked at his face "You taste so very good."

   "It feels good too."

   "Do you like to taste your precum?" I asked.

   "I love it!  I like to get a drop on my finger and then lick it off. 
Its a light sweetness, and more viscous than water, or pee, or even cum."

   "I know, thats why I was just savoring yours.  I like to lick up my own,
but then I can't lick it directly from the source.  With yours I can."

   I went back to inspecting the intricacies of his lovely cock, and he
concentrated once again on some very high definition pictures of young
shaved pussies.

   As much as I wanted to just look at his cock and play with it, I wanted
to suck on it and lick it more.  So I leaned over and took the head in my
mouth.  I wrapped my hand around the base and held that fairly tight as I
swirled my tongue around his cock head.

   Ding moaned again, and I gave a bit of a suck to my mouth.  No need for
a lot of movement, he was so excited by his porn, and his brain was so
close to cumming, that all I had to do was gently suck on him, with just
the head of his cock between my lips.  My hand was still holding the base
of his penis, and sometimes squeezing hard, while other times releasing it
and gently sliding up from the base to my lips.

   I don't think we kept this up for too long, although I had no sense of
time.  I was just enjoying the occasional taste of more precum and the
unbelievably soft feel of the skin of his cock head.  How can a hard cock
have the softest silkiest skin on a body?

   I felt his cock getting even harder, and seemingly suddenly start to
grow in my mouth.  Then I felt the first extreme hardness and first my
fingers and then tongue felt the flow of a spurt of cum as it traveled up
his piss tube and out of his cock head.  I the warmth and stickiness of his
cum on my tongue.  The tart rankness of its flavor!  I wanted to swallow, I
started to swallow, but then another spurt came out of his cock.  I just
sucked harder and really tightened my hand around the base of his spurting
tool.  I let his cum fill my mouth with its salty tangyness.

   I could feel that the strength of the spurts was slowing but he still
gave me three or four more smaller blasts of cum.  Continuing to hold the
base tight, I slipped my mouth off of his cock and looked him right in his
unfocused eyes.  He was staring at a lovely open pussy picture.  I could
see that it was a closeup of a well soaked cunt that was dripping some
great gobs of cum.  He slowly glanced at me, and I opened my mouth to show
him how much he had cum and that I had not yet swallowed any of it.  I
moved up the bed a little bit until my mouth was right over his and he
opened, looking right in my eyes.  I let a little bit, not all, of his cum
drip from my tongue to his, then I closed my mouth and swallowed the rest
of it.  I had swallowed most of his cum, but he did get a little taste.

   Then I went back down to his cock.  It was just beginning to soften as I
started licking it and sucking it like a lollipop.  I wanted to clean it up
so there would be now dried cum on it in the morning, besides I wanted to
taste and drink all of his cum.

   A few minutes later he folded the laptop lid down and just stared at me.


   "That was the best blow job I have ever had."

   "Thanks, I'm glad you liked it."

   He reached over and set the PC on the floor next to the bed and then
patted the sheets next to him.  I lay next to him, reached across him to
the light switch and turned it off.  We snuggled together and fell asleep.

   Just two guys who like porn and masturbating and pissing and sucking
cock.

   Just two guys who would never normally think of being this close to
another guy.

   Just two guys who slept snuggling with another guy for the first time in
both their lives.