Here's the scene: You're on a trip to a business conference; the city is full, full, full. Your hotel reservations get screwed up. Just when you're coming to terms with sleeping in your rental car, a guy offers to share his room. It's a single King. You weigh the options - sharing a hotel room with someone you don't know vs looking like crap after trying to "freshen up" in the men's room after a night of sleeping in the parking lot. You decide to tamp down your fears - "What's the worst that can happen?"
The first three nights are uneventful.
Mornings are standard. You've slept in the same bed, you've seen each other naked doing the whole morning thing.
You're beginning to think this guy is decent, someone you could hang out with if you lived in the same town.
Night four, you're wakened by soft moans.
You turn to see a geyser of cum flying.
You jump up thinking, "WTF?" You stand there, rather stunned.
Then he rolls over, snoring, and you realize he's been sound asleep.
In the morning, he remains in bed.
You shower and shave.
On your way out the door you tell him you hope he feels better and you'll see him downstairs. But he says he's going to leave. You suspect he knows that you know. What do you do? Do you let him leave thinking you find him abhorrent, or do you assuage his guilt?
What do you say to him?