I asked him where he was staying. Belmont Resorts World Manila, he replied. He then sent two pictures, one showing his face (though the file was low-res) and the other showing his naked ass for the camera.
“I’ll go there after work,” I told him.
He said he was 28 years old. He revealed that he was already married with a kid. But they were back home while he was here on business.
“I’ll definitely go there after work,” I told myself.
*****
When he fetched me at lobby, I was struck by how tall he is. He also looked Pinoy, so I assumed he was from the province.
Turns out, he’s from Guam. He’s Chamorro (the indigenous peoples of the Mariana Islands) and while he looked Pinoy, his height didn’t. His cock size also was American in its size and uncut glory—at least a 7, semi-hard.
He sat in his hotel bed and stared at the TV that was showing some stupid US reality show. So I decided to start things by sitting beside him and rubbing my hand on his thigh. Sensing that I was waiting for him, he took off his t-shirt, then, in one move, stripped off his shorts and underwear. He lay down on the bed and watched me take my clothes off, looking expectingly at the hard on I already had.
He clearly preferred that I do the moves while he happy lay in bed, although he liked running his hands all over my back, even cupping and squeezing my butt. With the way his hands stroked my body I could tell he missed touching another man’s body.
I loved how his cock grew thicker and harder as I swallowed it whole. He loved how I licked his cock, balls, and perineum… and when I flicked my tongue on his hole, he let out an audible moan. After I tongue-fucked his hole for a few minutes, he couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed his tube of lube on the bedside. I grabbed the box of condoms from my bag.
I placed his legs on my shoulders and moved in closer. When I entered him, he let out a sigh, grabbed his hardened cock, and started jacking off. I matched his strokes with my thrusts. Eventually we were moving as one, breathing and panting and sweating in unison. And when I felt I couldn’t take it any more, I gasped through my teeth, “Oh god, I’m close, I’m close!” He quickened his pumping. And just before I exploded, I saw his milky white cum shoot out of his cock.
*****
Afterwards we chatted a bit.
He asked me what Filipinos do for entertainment. I said, “During weekdays, Manileños like to eat and shop.”
“Same with us Guamanians,” he said. Noting my puzzled expression, he added, “Guamanians and Chamorro, they’re the same.”
“Aaaahhh,” I said.
I asked him what he was doing in Manila. He said he was taking his annual physical here instead of in Guam, because it’s cheaper here, plus we have more skilled doctors than back in his home.
“So what do you do back home?” I asked.
“I’m with law enforcement,” he replied.
Ooooohhh. I was speechless for about half a minute.
“You’re a cop?” I asked.
“No,” he said. “Probations officer.”
I must admit, I was slightly disappointed. I wanted him to don his uniform, but he didn’t have it with him.
But at least, man-in-uniform, check! Fucked a Guamanian for the first time, check! Two down from my sexual bucket list.
Maybe during his next annual medical, we’ll hook up again. Same time next year?
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