What happens on a business trip, stays on a business trip! Time and time again, I’ve heard this sentiment echoed by straight and gay friends alike, who exempt themselves from the rules of fidelity when they’re out of town for their jobs. While it’s debatable whether this philosophy rings true, we’re here to talk about something else.
Have you ever used a work trip as an opportunity to get frisky?
A new town means new meat, and this can be particularly helpful if you’re traveling from somewhere with slim pickings. One of my pals from Maine always complains how he can never get any dick. Then, he came down to New York to do some consulting work a few weeks ago, and oh man, if only I had the time to relay the details of the sleazy foursome he had in his hotel room… Six loads were blown, and one of the guys stayed overnight to blow a few more.
On top of that, my married buds cite business trips as a stress-free time for man-on-man sex, without having to rush the occasion or worry about the missus. I know from my earlier years in the closet that it sucks to sneak around, so I can sort of sympathize with their predicament (though a few of them, not mentioning any names, should really leave their wives if they love cock so much).
I’ve also noticed that some men are particularly drawn to partners who are “just visiting”. There’s no expectation afterward that you’ll ever meet again, which can appeal to a certain type of commitment-phobe. You simply show up, have a good time and part your separate ways.
What are your thoughts on this topic? Do you have any specific experiences you’d like to share with the rest of the class?