Carmen and Abram - The Hotel

Abram looks up at the five-story building in front of him, after stepping out of his car, pulling the strap of his book bag higher on his shoulder. He wasn’t expecting to find a hotel in the middle of, practically, nowhere but he needed a place to rest tonight. He had been on the road for hours, up until this point, and he desired a place to stop and sleep.

“Bad vibes,” he mutters to himself as he looks at the other cars parked around his, pushing his lips together as he makes his way to the front door. So far, the brick building looks well cared for with only a few signs of it being old.

Abram instantly relaxes when he sees other people his age and a few years older, either enjoying the lounge room or heading back up to their room. He walks towards the front desk then gets ready to ring the bell, stopping when a large hand covers it before him.

“Yo,” a smooth voice muses sweetly, Abram lifting his gaze from the desk then higher to meet a pair of chilling blue eyes barely hidden by dark brown, almost black, bangs. The man stands a good two inches over Abram, and he’s dressed in a simple white T-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans. The back of his dark hair is held in a low ponytail, his face cleanly shaved unlike Abram’s.

The taller man has a slightly bulky build beneath his loose-fitting attire, a pair of used athletic sandals on his bare feet.

“Welcome to my hotel,” the tall man says with a lazy smile, “name’s Carmen. Looking to get a room, or are you here to take a break from the road?”

Abram can’t help but blush softly, finding Carmen’s lazy charm a bit a luring. Didn’t help that he found the larger male’s… everything attractive, to be honest.

“A room for one, if you’ve got it available.” He said shyly, “For one night.” “Only a day, huh?” Carmen asked to make conversation while he woke the computer behind the front desk, “How long have you been driving for, stranger? You don’t look like you’re from the town just up the road from here.”

Abram’s eyebrows hike up, “There’s a town? Like… a town-town, or is it just a small community of people?”

The taller man laughs softly, “A town-town; almost big enough to qualify as a city. Name?”

“Abram Burke.”

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Burke.” Carmen hands Abram a key card, “You’ve got room 510 all to yourself. You can take the elevator to get to the fifth floor, and your room’ll be at the end of the hall. There’s two people here who clean rooms, and I help with that whenever I don’t have to check guests in and out. I hope you enjoy your stay, and be sure to come down and let me know if you need anything. Got it?” he asked in a playful, sultry tone. That caused Abram’s breath to catch as his heart did a flip in his chest, and it didn’t help that Carmen’s soft smile morphs to a smirk.

“Ye-yeah,” the shorter man says softly as he accept the keycard, turning to head to the elevator before his blush became too obvious.

“Get it together, Abram!” he tells himself mentally, “Why’re you even blushing?! Just focus on getting to the room!”

~

The sun had set by the time Abram stepped out of the bathroom after taking a nice long shower. He changed into an oversized sweatshirt that swallowed his form and a pair of boxers, his brown hair curled and damp due to begin washed recently.

“Man, I’m beat.” He muttered to himself while plopping into one of the arm chairs by the window, reaching over to close the curtains before he fully relaxes. Getting ready for the trip as stressful, but he promised a friend that he’d make the drive to the place where her wedding was being held. He knew she’d be hurt if he’d missed the wedding, especially since he’s the one who hooked her up with her (now) fiancé, but he didn’t want to accept the offer to travel with the bride and groom, so he wouldn’t have to third wheel.

Driving on his own, however, was aggravating. He didn’t know this part of the country well, and the map app on his phone delayed giving him the right directions on certain roads.

Abram lets out a tired sigh as he allows his head to lull back against the back of the chair, his eyes falling shut before he opens them halfway as he feels his cock twitch. He lifts his head then lifts his hips off the cushion to push his boxers down enough to kick them off, resting an arm on the arm of the chair while his other hand grips the base of his shaft. Abram’s dick has a decent girth and heft to it once it’s erect, his length a good seven inches. His pubic hairs are a bush just above the top of his shaft, just as curly as his hair.

He presses the back of his fingers against his soft lips as he slowly begins to stroke himself with a slight twist of his wrist, his eyebrows furrowing together as he hums a soft moan. His lips part enough for one of his fingers to slip between them, and muffle the noises of pleasure that escape him as he touches himself, the hand on his cock gradually speeding up.

~

Carmen hums softly as he works on helping the cleaning staff straighten up the lounge room, huffing when he realizes something.

“Shit; did we ever get around to fixing the sink in room 510?”

One of the janitors thought for a moment before she shrugged, “Don’t remember, Cam. You didn’t give anyone that room, did you?”

“… I did.” He sighs then turns to head to the elevator, “You two can finish up here without me; I’ll be back.”

~

Carmen gets ready to knock on the door, but raises a curious eyebrow when he sees that it’s been left slightly ajar. He gently pushes open the door, closes it behind him, then slowly walks past the bathroom entranceway. He freezes when he rounds the corner and sees that Abram’s alright, which was something he was worried about when he saw that the door wasn’t fully closed.

Abram’s eyes are shut with his face flushed with blush, one of his legs are over the arm of the chair he’s slouching in, his moans are airy and whining, his hand (now slick with lotion) works his fully erect cock as fast as he can while precum cries from his tip. He’s close to coming, so close now that his toes curl in the socks he’s wearing.

Carmen blinks once, double takes, then slowly smirks as he leans against the wall as he crosses his arms. His own dick starts to stiffen as he watches Abram masturbate, debating when he should announce himself before the shorter man cums or after.

“… hey,” Carmen muses in a sultry tone, his smirk growing as he watches Abram’s thighs slap together as his hands hide his aching erection. The taller man’s eyes darken as he admires the way blush spreads from the shorter’s cheeks to show his embarrassment. Abram’s hazel orbs snap to Carmen without turning his head, silence filling the room.

“I came to warn you about the sink in the bathroom,” Carmen coos while his smirk turns to a cheeky grin, “I saw that the door wasn’t closed all the way and got worried.”

“I didn’t close the door?” Abram asked in a horrified tone, his blush fading a little. The taller man laughs softly, “You seemed a bit stressed and tired, when you first got here, but I didn’t think you wouldn’t notice that you left the door open.” He slowly blinks, “You’re gonna get soft if you don’t keep going.”

Abram huffs, “As if I can keep going while you’re standing there watching me.”

Carmen’s eyebrows hike up before he uncrosses his sturdy arms. He then pushes the waistband of his jeans and boxers down far enough for his own leaking erection to spring free, “Will this help?” he asked in a playful tone. Abram’s eyes widen in shock the second Carmen’s erection was freed… then his own cock jumped in delight. Carmen’s thicker and longer than Abram, his shaft curving slightly upward with a pearly bead of precum at the tip.

“Looks like my dick’s enough to get you going again,” the taller man observes lusciously, one of his large hands gripping the base of his cock to slowly wag it at Abram.

“Go on and touch yourself while I watch, sweetheart. You were putting on a good show earlier, and you looked like you were oh so close.”

The shorter male swallows down the saliva that gathers in his mouth as his gaze watches the taller’s cock wave up and down like an invitation. Shyly, almost timidly, his hand grips his shaft then slowly starts to stroke again.

“Mm,” Carmen hums in a pleased tone, “there you go; good boy.”

Abram shutters at the pet name, his eyes shutting as he presses his thighs together while precum gushed from his tip. Seeing this, and loving the reaction, Carmen saunters towards Abram then gets above him.

“You don’t mind some help, do you gorgeous?” the taller man asked sweetly, his fingers already gracing the tip of the shorter’s cock. Abram nods his head then moves his hand to let Carmen take over, lifting them to grip the back of the chair. Carmen smirks in pure satisfaction while his hand waste no time, leaning down the rest of the way to kiss Abram as he grips the smaller’s shaft.

“Mm,” Abram hums as he parts his legs to give Carmen’s swift hand more room, his back arching off the chair while his toes curled.

“There we go,” Carmen praise during Abram getting a bit more vocal, “lemme hear those pretty sounds you were making earlier. Touch me too, baby.”

The shorter instantly moves a hand to reach for the taller’s shaft, trying to stroke him at the same pace he’s being caressed.

Carmen lets out a shaky breath then a deep sigh, thrusting his hips forward once before he allows Abram to continue to set the pace.

“Top or bottom, babycakes.” Carmen asked after enjoying the feeling of a small hand on his thick shaft, “You want to give or receive?”

“Bo-bottom,” Abram manages to get out, “not… a virgin either, but it’s been a while.”

“Understood. I won’t fuck you tonight, but that doesn’t mean I don’t plan on making you cum,” Carmen chimes sweetly, letting go of Abram’s dick as he squats down. The shorter male’s eyes widen in shock then his knees get pushes back, “Wh-wha-?! Oh,” he groans while his hands move to the back of his thighs, “Carmen,” he mewls softly as he feels the taller’s tongue swirl around his rim. Carmen drags his tongue up Abram’s balls, sucks on one of them then moves back down to Abram’s entrance.

“You taste divine,” Carmen says against the shorter’s perineum before moving back down to thrust his tongue through the tight ring. He sucks against the hole as he pumps his tongue as fast as he can, Abram’s hips twitching when Carmen takes his dick in his mouth.

“Carmen,” he whimpers before he gasps for air, one of his hands cupping the back of the taller’s head as he moans. Carmen hums in a pleased tone while his head sways at a steady pace, one hand sneaking into the end of the shorter’s baggy shirt while the fingers on his other hand dance over Abram’s rim.

“You work out any?” Carmen asked with his mouth still around Abram’s cock, “Your tits are pretty firm… your nipples are pretty stiff too.”

“Oh fuck!” the shorter man gasped as his nipple gets pressed upwards, his dick twitching in the taller’s mouth. His legs rest over the taller man’s shoulders while his thoughts get taken over by the feeling of overwhelming pleasure. Carmen’s eyes fall shut as he goes back to bobbing his head up and down at a steady pace, humming deep moans each time he sinks back down. He still the hand he has on Abram’s chest in favor of slipping a finger inside the shorter’s slight loosened entrance, the lingering saliva serving as lube. He pumps his fingers in time with his head, his eyebrows hiking up when Abram’s hand tightens in his hair.

“Gonna cum?” the larger man asked before taking Abram down to the base of his dick, swallowing around him. At the same time, his thick and long fingers manage to find where Abram’s prostate was, assaulting the bundle of nerves with rubbing touches and directly pressing against it, curling his fingers upward.

“Oh fuck!” the smaller cursed again before his thighs press against the sides of the taller man’s head, his back arching off the chair as he came down Carmen’s throat. Carmen moves his free hand down to stroke his own dick as he swallows the waves of Abram’s orgasm, his eyes rolling back as he came too.

~

Abram smirks softly while raising his drink at his friend after she looks at him, laughing softly when he gives him an ecstatic grin back before hugging her husband, who happily hugs her back. The ceremony was beautiful, and the after-party was just as energetic as the bride. Things are slowly beginning to wind down now, people giving their congratulations before heading out.

“Hey, angel.” A familiar voice chimed sweetly as an equally familiar hand gently touches the small of Abram’s back, “Friends with the bride or the groom? The groom, just so happens, to be my cousin. First cousin.”

Abram’s eyes widened in shock as the man spoke before turning to look at him, blush blooming on his cheeks when he sees Carmen standing there with his usual casual smirk. His hair is slicked back in a low ponytail and he’s dressed for the occasion. A few of his fingers have silver rings on them that match the necklace that dangles around his neck, the medal shining the light.

“I-I’m friends with the bride; we’ve been friends since school.” Abram lifts his drink to his mouth, “I wasn’t expecting to run into you again after the night we had… as weird as it started. I still can’t believe I didn’t close that door all the way.”

Carmen laughs soft as he fills the space at the shorter man’s side, “I had a hard time believing it too, to be honest… especially after I saw the way you damn near drooled after seeing my dick.”

He leans down a bit more then whispers, “Got any plans after this party’s over? There’s a theater, in town, that’s playing a movie. I can get us tickets, if you’re down for a little movie date. Hate for us to end up being a one-night stand.”

Abram’s blush spreads a little before he nods his head sheepishly, leaning into Carmen.