Train to Paris

let's play a game

I was sitting at the hotel bar....bored. I would have a couple of more drinks so that I can get to sleep easier later. I thought back to the bunny on the train and smiled to myself. Almost as if I manifested him he appeared at the door. He waved at someone behind me. He looked completely different. He was wearing a black Prada shirt with the top 2 buttons undone. Black fitted pants, black belt and shoes. My dick took notice. He walked past me and caught a wif of the Hermès Cuir D'Ange he was wearing. The boy had taste. He went and shook hands with some friends or colleagues around a table. He sat down and looked up. He caught my eye and just nodded. I was still drowning my sorrows when I saw his party get up and leave. He left with them. Why did I feel sad. Oh well. 2 Minutes later I felt an arm around my shoulder. "Hey Wat. Fancy seeing you here. Why are you drinking alone"? He signaled for the barman. "Good evening Mr Teepakorn, what can I get you?"

" Same as my friend here please."

 "I prefer to drink alone actually."

 "Is that so now? Well too bad, you will have to make do with my outrageously bad company for the rest of theevening. And you will have to tolerate this outrageously sexy body, he moved his hands down from his shoulders to his hips, so try and keep it together ok."  He's had a few already too. "Ugh just when I thought the evening couldn't get any worse". He laughed. "Well I am bored too, what you say we get out of here and I will make your evening a bit more interesting?"   Was he serious? He looked at me with a smile on his face and gave me a wink. Damn, well I would be an idiot to say no. 

"Ok bunny. But I warn you, I am easily disappointed."

"Oh I promise you, I never disappoint...." My good man, we will take that bottle to go. Just put it on my tab. "Yes Sir. " He grabbed the bottle and threw my jacket over his arm so it was hidden from view. Clever boy.

We got into the elevator and he leaned against the wall with a smile on his face. He looked extremely fuckable. My tiredness was gone and I looked at him with interest. He pressed the button, he was just below my penthouse. We stepped into his suite and he went straight to the drinks cabinet to get glasses and ice. "Now my dear Sarawat. What say you and me play a little game of Poker?"  

Ok. This was going to be easy I thought to myself. Ok good, he placed a drink before me and put a pack of cards on the small round table. There where only 2 chairs on each side. 

"Now let's make it a bit interesting hmmm? That is the reason you came up here right. Ok? Ok good. Strip poker it is." 

"What does the winner get?" 

"Aaaah very good question. The winner gets to choose a kink. You can tie me up, spank me, dirty talk...anything you want. There are only 3 rules. First: Hard limits. No fisting, no foreign objects and no gross stuff. He wrinkled his nose. Second: You can't leave marks. Third: I need to be able to walk tomorrow. So if you we are still acquainted by the end of the week you can fuck me as hard as you want, but for now, bunny still needs to pay the bills."   I looked at him. That smile again. "What is the catch?"   "No touching or kissing each other before the first round starts."  I was pretty confident in my poker skill, no scratch that, I haven't been beaten in years. Ok, I shrugged. He clapped his hands.

He sat down opposite me. It was 2 hours later and we were both in our boxers. I new I had him in the next hand and I gave a small smile. Yes bunny, come to daddy. He got up and pulled down his boxers. His body was sinful. The bunny was definitely not shy. He sat back down and then did something unexpected. He lifted his leg and bent it putting his foot on the chair, giving me the most glorious view of his hole. I started sweating. He put his finger in his mouth and started sucking on it. Deal Wat, I started dealing the cards unable to take my eyes off him. He popped his finger out of his mouth and started playing with his rim. "Hey you said no touching."  "Yes, no touching each other.  Nobody said anything about touching yourself." He only had a chain around his neck and a watch left. Come on Wat you can do this. He lost his chain the next round and me my boxers. Ok you little shit, two can play this game. I started stroking myself. My eyes never leaving his. He started pushing his finger into his hole, biting his lip. We both only had our watches left. He added another finger, and a moan escaped his lips. His eyes were full of lust and he licked his lips. Fuck I wanted him bad, this was not fair play. Ok concentrate Wat...I gulped my drink down and looked down at my cards pretty satisfied. 2 Minutes later I knew he had me. Fuck. He laughed. "Ok so what do you want?"   I want to top you Sarawat he said with a devilish smile. Fuck.