Hotel Room Remedy

The hotel room smelled of cheap cologne and stale coffee as Aaron, Pardeep, and I lounged after a long day of meetings. I shifted uncomfortably on the bed, my stomach cramping from days of constipation. "Guys, this is killing me," I groaned, rubbing my belly. Aaron raised an eyebrow. "Tried everything?" Pardeep smirked from the armchair. "Soap enema, old trick. Works every time." I laughed nervously. "You serious?" The tension built as they discussed it, voices low and teasing. Pardeep stood, grabbing a bar of soap from the bathroom. "Trust me, it'll loosen you right up." I hesitated but agreed, bending over the bed as he approached. "Start slow," I said, but the air thickened with something more than medical advice. Aaron watched, eyes darkening. "This could get interesting," he quipped. Pardeep lathered the soap, his hands steady. The first touch to my ass sent a shiver through me. "Relax," he murmured. Dialogue flowed: "This feels weird," I muttered. "Weird or hot?" Aaron shot back. Pardeep pressed the tip in. "Just an inch." I tensed. "Stop, Pardeep, that's enough." He chuckled, pushing another inch. "You said it hurts—let it work." The insertion continued despite my protests, turning clinical into charged. Sweat beaded on my skin as he worked it deeper, my cock hardening unexpectedly against the sheets. "Feels good now, doesn't it?" Pardeep teased. "Horny from a little soap?" Aaron joined, stroking my back. "Pussy tight around it," he added, adapting the crude humor to our male circle. I panted, "Stop, really," but Pardeep slid it further, inch by inch, the wet soap dripping. My ass clenched, horny waves mixing pain and pleasure. The scene escalated: Pardeep's fingers followed, then his hard cock brushed my thigh as he leaned in. "Blowjob to distract?" Aaron suggested, unzipping. I took him in my mouth, sucking while Pardeep kept inserting. Cum built as we moved to full contact—panting, sweating bodies grinding. The soap worked its way, my pussy-like grip (in our slang) releasing. I came hard, cum spilling as the pressure peaked. Pardeep withdrew the soap, and finally, relief hit—I took a shit right there, the act raw and explicit, bodies tangled in the aftermath. Aaron laughed, "Best hotel remedy ever." We cleaned up, but the bond lingered. The night promised more explorations beyond this fix.