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| Liam |
My very first business trip of the year. And immediately things go wrong. The trip had been successful, but a blizzard was hitting Minneapolis and I was not getting back to LA today. I had a feeling this would happen. Forecasts had said this was going to be likely, and I suggested to my boss that we postpone my trip. But no, it was too important, she had said.
Wordlessly and in thought, I nodded to the lady behind the desk. She went to work and my mind was piecing things together. If this entire airport wasn’t going to have any more flights, I needed to book a hotel and I needed to book it fast. I grabbed my phone.
Hilton. Full.
I got my ticket for tomorrow’s flight from the very helpful woman and slowly walked away.
InterContinental. Full.
I walked towards the seating area by the gate as I saw nothing but white outside. The snow was really coming down.
Radisson. Full.
I looked around and saw other people resigning themselves to sleeping in the airport. I was going to be too late.
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| Adam |
A gorgeous young man walked up to the gate. His broad shoulders and muscular frame made him stand out. Through his white T-shirt I could see protruding nipples, even though it wasn’t cold in the airport.
“It’s cancelled, isn’t it?”, I heard in a British accent.
The question came from a blond man, just as hot and almost as muscular, as he walked right behind the first guy. I couldn’t get distracted. I had to get back to my hotel search.
Hyatt!
As I waited for someone to pick up, I noticed a third young man joined the group by the desk at the gate. With light brown hair and blue eyes that just popped out like crazy, I knew my mouth dropped open and I had gotten distracted after all. A woman had picked up.
“Oh, hello. I was wondering if I could book a room for one for tonight?”
“Sir, we have no single rooms left, just our double room suite. Two king beds. It is our most luxury room so of a higher rate, I’m afraid. But it’s all we have left available.”
“I’ll take it!”
I was thrilled. Even if work wasn’t going to comp me, I was going to be warm and comfortable tonight. I gave her my details and she apologized for the airport shuttle which currently wasn’t available due to weather. I wondered if cabs were even going or if I’d have to walk. Driving didn’t seem safe from what I saw outside.
I hung up and sighed. I wondered if the people staying here had said no to the room for the cost or the possibility of the longer walk in heavy weather. For me, I knew it was going to be worth it. I made sure to pack myself up as warmly as I could and mentally started getting ready for the walk. It was 1.4 miles (2,3 km). I was pretty sure I could do it in under 20 minutes if I had to.
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| Dave |
The guy with the dark hair saw me looking at them and walked over to me.
“Hey, Sir, can I ask you something?”
“Sure”, I smiled.
All three were coming over to me now. Blond guy and blue eyed guy stood on either side of the dark haired guy as he talked to me. I noticed all three had a meticulously groomed stubble.
“You’re clearly leaving, did you find a hotel room?”
“Yeah, I did!”
“Awesome, which hotel?”, he said as he took out his phone.
“Hyatt. It was their last one, I’m sorry.”
His arms fell to his sides as I noticed his massive nipples through his shirt again. The other two guys looked disappointed as well and stepped back.
“Thanks”, blue eyed guy said, forcing a smile.
I had two king beds. It would be so nice and quiet to have a room by myself. But who knows what could happen with these three. The sights I could see. I hesitated.
“I… It’s a larger room”, I blurted out.
All three of them perked up. It was too late now.
“There’s two king beds. We can share.”
All three of them cheered and came in to hug me, their strong arms around me and their smell of aftershave wonderful. I chuckled.
“Mate, what’s your name?”, the dark-haired one asked me.
“I’m Barrett”, I introduced myself.
“Liam”, he said pointing to himself, and then pointed to the blond guy, “Adam”, and then blue eyed guy, “Dave”.
As handsome and sexy as they all were, Dave’s smile made my groin stir.
“Hi everyone, nice to meet you”, I said nervously. “Welcome to my room!”
They laughed.
“It’s like the most expensive suite they had so no-one took it.”
They all guffawed incredulously.
“Oi, mate! I am happy we ran into you!”, Liam cheered, his T-shirt lifting so I saw some of his hairless abs.
“We can pay you part of it though”, Adam offered.
“I’m going to try and get it comped from work first. I’ll make a call once we get there.”
“I’m not sure we’ll get a cab, though”, I said, pointing to the window, “So I’m guessing we still have to walk a mile and a half through this weather.”
“Yeah, dress up warm, lads”, Liam said.
They all put on their big coats, scarves and hats, hiding all their gorgeousness. Just Dave’s eyes and smile still stood out.
There were lots of people at the taxi stand but only a few cabs. Three drivers tried to explain to the crowd that the drive would be slow so the price would be higher.
“Like, we should pay for the taxi, lads”, I heard Adam say.
“I’m pretty sure all these people are waiting in line, mate.”
It was a different accent. Irish. I realized only now Dave had barely spoken. I smiled. His accent made him even more charming if that was possible.
We asked some of the other people there who all said they wanted a cab for whatever cost, but they feared it would be a while before more cabs would show up after these last few had left. I looked at my brand new pals and it seemed we all came to the same conclusion.
We walked along the road on quite a narrow sidewalk as the snow hit my face. It was getting hard to breathe. The 16 degree temperature (-9 Celsius) hit me hard, but I knew that we needed to keep moving. All four of us had a rolling suitcase which we had to carry.
There was no way to speak to each other and continue moving, we knew we had to save our breath, energy and focus on getting to the hotel. My confidence about how I was able to do this was fleeting.
From Northwest Drive we took a right onto Post Road, along the fencing of the airport. We stepped into the fresh white snow and it became harder and harder to figure out where the road and the sidewalk were separated. As the roads were pretty empty, this wasn’t too much of a problem.
We had already been walking for 20 minutes and I knew we weren’t close. I started to get worried.
“How are you all doing?”, I yelled over the hard sound of the blazing wind.
“Are we all good, lads?”, Liam asked his friends.
They both gave a thumbs up, but by their faces I could tell they were exhausted.
“Do you know how much longer?”, Liam asked me.
I was the one navigating. I looked at my cellphone. 0.8 miles left. I had seriously underestimated this. I looked back up, ready to tell the guys that it was still going to be a while, when suddenly a cop car stopped close to us.
“Gentlemen!”, a cop yelled from his open window, “what you are doing is very dangerous!”
I didn’t know what to say or do, so I just stood there.
“We need to get to our hotel”, Liam yelled back.
“Get in here”, the cop gestured.
The four of us piled into the back of the car with our suitcases. The cop in the passenger’s seat, who had yelled at us, took two suitcases to the front so we weren’t as crammed.
“You could have seriously gotten hurt!”, he lectured us.
“Vision on the road is very bad, if a driver hadn’t seen you or was unaware of where the road was, something awful could have happened”, the other cop said.
“Now where do you need to go?”
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| Dave |
Even though seatbelts weren’t an option, the cops dropped us off at the Hyatt. We thanked the officers profusely. I felt a little guilty as we left the backseat of the car completely drenched; we had brought in so much snow on our coats and shoes. I apologized for it, but they didn’t seem to mind.
“Stay safe out there!”, Adam said.
The woman behind the check-in desk was happy to see me.
“Glad to see you still made it!”, she said.
She checked us in and even complimented me on my generosity, because I had decided to share the larger room.
“We should get a drink at the bar, we’ve earned it”, Liam said.
Our suitcases and coats were being taken up to our room for us and the three young men eagerly made their way to the booze. I smiled and followed their three perky butts.
Liam gave out a toast to thank me, which I thought was very sweet. Just as I took my first sip, my phone buzzed. It was my boss.
“It’s work, I gotta take it. See if they’re paying”, I said, winking at the last sentence.
“Fingers crossed!”, Adam responded as he raised his drink.
My boss, Ella, had been worried, news about the blizzard had reached her.
“Barrett! I really hope you’re not sleeping in an airport tonight?”
“I thankfully got the very last room at the Hyatt”, I started.
“Oh, thank God”, she exclaimed.
“It was a pricey room though, I guess no-one else wanted to take it.”
“No problem, we are compensating the whole thing. I insisted on getting you out there. Empty the minibar, you got us that deal. Celebrate.”
I laughed. Ella could be a pain in the ass at times, but her heart was in the right place. I thanked her and hung up the phone.
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| Dave |
I went over to tell them the good news and they cheered. A second drink was immediately ordered. These guys were definitely bringing a party mood and it was kind of what I needed without knowing it. At the same time I knew I wasn’t as tuned into the party lifestyle as the other three. They were in their mid- to late twenties; I was a decade older. So I knew I was going to have trouble keeping up. This could become a messy night.
After I told them about the business deal I had made with a company here in Minneapolis, I asked them what they were out here for.
“We were doing a photoshoot up by the Superior National Park, and in this cabin”, Adam started.
“Yeah, it had some winter theme thing”, Liam added.
“You’re… models?”, I asked.
“Yeah”, Liam nodded, “underwear models.”
I salivated. This made perfect sense.
“That’s… cool”, I said.
“We also did onesies this time”, Dave added, smiling.
“Yeah, those were amazing”, Liam said.
“Did you also shoot in the mountains and stuff?”
“Yeah, it was freezing, mate”, Adam said.
“Pictures were looking really good though”, Dave added.
I found out that they had been sent to the US from their London agency to work with a few photographers here. They had been here for two weeks, Miami, New York, and now on their way to LA for the final week. Tomorrow was a day off before another shoot, so they were going to party regardless.
When our drinks were finished, we were approached by a member of hotel staff. Considering nobody in the hotel was going to be leaving, they knew we would all want to have dinner here. To make sure this would go smoothly, some of us at the bar were asked to have dinner early. This seemed very reasonable, so we were escorted to the restaurant where we ate at a nice table by the window. Snow was still coming down in a rapid pace. The sun was setting, but because everything was covered in white, everything had some sort of glow. Being from LA, this was a rare sight to me.
Adam, Dave and Liam kept the drinks flowing. The three of them were a sight for sore eyes to share a table with. Liam and Adam especially were becoming more and more talkative, possibly due to the alcohol. They even openly discussed the hotness of a waitress, but at a volume that she may have heard. Dave drank with them in the same pace, but his behavior didn’t particularly change. He laughed along with every joke and sometimes added a comment, but maybe he was more introverted than the other two.
When I noticed Liam and Adam’s loudness was annoying other patrons, I knew it was time to go up to the room. In the elevator, I noticed both Adam and Liam were quite tipsy, not as solid on their feet. They laughed loudly at each other’s jokes. Dave seemed unaffected, though he had drunk exactly the same amount.
“We’ve all been on a diet leading up to this shoot, so the drink is hitting them pretty hard right now”, he told me quietly as the elevator doors opened.
The room was large and very nice. There was a big corner sofa where even a fifth person could have slept. There was a desk, a minibar, a large bathroom with a tub, and the two king beds. The room was on a high floor, but we couldn’t really see very far because of the weather.
Liam took drinks from the minibar, but Adam decided he wanted a shower. Liam, Dave and I sat on the sofa and I started to realize I was getting tired. Liam and Dave were still in conversation, an opportunity for me to hear Dave’s Irish accent more.
As the shower ran, Liam suddenly had an idea.
“Let’s sneak up on Adam in the shower and take a photo.”
Dave laughed. I wasn’t so sure about this idea. But Liam was convinced.
“We can send it to that girl he’s been chatting with on Instagram. You know how US girls get about foreskin.”
Now I laughed.
“Fair”, I said.
“You know what”, Liam wasn’t done, “what if we just take all of the towels out? So he has to come look for them.”
Already mid-sentence, he had gotten up and walked toward the bathroom. I looked at Dave. He shrugged.
“It’s what they do. They joke around. And we’ve all seen each other naked countless times. It’s harmless.”
Liam came back with a stack of towels and hid them underneath the desk by the door to the hallway. Adam would have to pass us to get to it. If he could even find them.
“Didn’t even lock the door”, he said as he sat back down next to me.
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| Adam |
“Hey bud, how can we help you?”, Dave started, “you looking for something?”
Adam laughed even harder as he seemed to scan the room looking for the towels.
“Where are the towels??”, he finally asked.
“Housekeeping must have forgotten them, mate”, Liam said.
Suddenly I saw Liam take off his shirt and he threw it to Adam.
“Here, take this!”, he said.
Adam used both hands to catch the T-shirt, leaving his cock uncovered. A nice, uncircumcised dick came into view.
“Thanks mate!”, he said, starting to dry his hair and giving Dave, Liam and me a short view of a helicopter like move where he moved his hips. Then he walked back into the bathroom.
I turned to look at Liam, now shirtless. His nipples were indeed very large.
“Liam, did you have to get your massive tits out?”, Dave asked as he took another sip.
“You know me, I love airing out these babies”, he said as he flicked them a few times.
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| Liam |
His eyes widened.
“Adam! I’ve found the towels!”
He took the pile of towels from under the desk and ran to the bathroom. Dave and I laughed.
Even though these guys were a little much, especially now they had been drinking, I was having fun and I had gotten to see one naked and one shirtless, and the night was young.
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