I’ve heard about guys getting turned on just from hearing the sound of a notification on their go-to hook-up app. It’s like an association thing, a conditioned response, because they know they could be about to get lucky. Or even if they’re not even looking for a hook-up, I guess just the attention itself can be a turn-on.
I’m not on any of those kinds of apps, Nico and I decided we weren’t ready for that. But I understand that same feeling, because when I heard the sound of the accommodation booking app, and saw my phone light up with the notification — You’ve got a new booking — I felt that charge of electricity run through my groin and felt my cock come to life instantly.
We’d only had our spare room advertised on the site for a few weeks now. And it was only the third time anyone had booked it. Who knew a conditioned response could establish itself so easily?
I grabbed my phone from where it sat on the arm of the sofa, unlocked it, and opened the app. There was a booking request for the following Tuesday through to Friday. The profile pic of the guy requesting the booking looked handsome: probably a few years older than Nico and me, maybe in his late thirties or early forties. Dark hair that was trimmed as short as the thick stubble on his face, with the odd fleck of grey starting to show just around where his sideburns met his hair. Big, dark, serious-looking eyes. Had a kind of Mediterranean look, like maybe Greek or Turkish if I had to guess. I clicked on his face and was taken to his profile.
Ahmet. Single, professional guy. I travel a fair bit for work and I like to make the most of it. Into exploring new places and making new friends.
There were more photos. One of him in a suit, shirt collar opened one button further than usual to show a hint of dark hair on a thick, built chest. Another of him in a crowd that looked like a pride party or something. And a selfie of him standing on a beach, shirtless, big broad shoulders and solid arms, a thick layer of dark hair on his chest.
Nico was going to like him, I was certain of it. Hopefully when the guy turned up the feeling would be mutual.
“Babe, we got a booking.”
Nico looked over. “Yeah?”
“Want to see?” I held my phone out towards him.
I knew he knew why I was offering to show him, and I could tell by his expression he was intrigued. He took the phone out of my hand and looked at it. “Wow.” He flicked through the photos. “He’s really hot.” As he said it he looked up at me from the phone, seeming like maybe he wasn’t sure what to say next.
“Name’s Ahmet. Thought you might like him,” I said.
“When’s he coming?”
“Next week. Tuesday. Till Friday.”
Nico’s eyebrows raised a little. “Three nights…” He grinned at me. “Imagine what we could get up to in three nights.”
