Big Fat Cock In Seattle

You never know someone until you live with them… or in this case spend a few days in a hotel together.
And even if you think you know yourself, situations will test that knowledge and even redefine who you are.
To explain what I mean I’ll tell you my story of a few days in Seattle that changed everything.
Tyler was married, with a couple of kids, like me, although his were younger. Well, truth be told, he was ten years younger than me, and had a ridiculously hot blonde wife… although she hadn’t lost all the baby weight from having two kids in 27 months.
He was a very good looking guy and got hit on regularly by nurses, patients’, and patient’s friends and family.
I, on the other hand, am the epitome of average. Ten pounds overweight, boring brown eyes, black hair with too much grey coming in and glasses.
My wife also never lost her baby weight, although she often starts new diet routines and buys work out equipment that collects more dust than anywhere else in the house. I love my wife, but sex is bi-monthly, oral sex bi-yearly and anything kinky a faded memory of pre-child life.
Which brings me to the incredible strange few days that changed my life.
The flight was delayed, the ride was full of turbulence and the food was shitty. Thankfully, the booze went down smoothly and both of us were a little drunk by the time the cab got us to our hotel.
Checking in was another nightmare as they screwed up our room and we ended up in a room with one king sized bed, but we thought it was hilarious as we were still kind of drunk.
Once in our room, after the long day, we unpacked and went to the bar for a couple of drinks...