Date: Sat, 11 Apr 2009 07:34:56 -0800
From: Oral Litener <orallite@inbox.com>
Subject: HOTEL TIMES 3

Disclaimer:

The people and events described here are completely fictional. This story
involves young boys, nudity and graphically depicts preteen and adult /
preteen sexual situations. If this offends you, or if there are laws in
your area prohibiting you from reading this type of story...you should go
somewhere else. If you choose to stay and read, I hope you enjoy the story.

This is the third part of "HOTEL TIMES"; if you enjoy my stories, I would
love to hear from you at orallite@inbox.com.

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From: HOTEL TIMES 2:

Just five minutes later, with a big sloppy kiss on Timmy's forehead and a
pat on his now properly clothed bubble butt, Gordon sent Timmy on his way.

Gordon knew now that having this horny kid all to himself was an
impossibility but he felt great satisfaction from moments like this:
watching the beautiful boy pad down the hall toward the elevator -- knowing
that tomorrow was another day and tomorrow may give him another chance to
have Timmy all for himself -- if only for an hour or so.

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HOTEL TIMES 3

Timmy arrived in the security office at 5:30 the next morning right after
his dad had left for an early meeting. Gordon wasn't in the control room so
Timmy cracked open the door to Gordon's private apartment. There was
Gordon, in bed with his back to the door, naked as usual and snoring
softly. Timmy stripped his clothes off and approached his best friend --
planning perhaps a sneak attack, just jumping on him or maybe putting his
cock (already erect) in his ear (the mouth, he reasoned, would be too
dangerous when Gordon was sleeping). He had just decided to pounce when he
noticed something -- an extra bare foot in the bed, a light brown foot --
sticking out from between Gordon's legs!

Timmy's brows dropped as he narrowed his eyes and moved slowly and quietly
around the foot of the bed. The extra bare foot, Timmy soon discovered, was
attached to a brown leg and that to a small, plump and equally bare light
brown butt and another leg which, now at the corner of the bed, Timmy could
see had been hidden, nestled against Gordon's left leg. The smooth looking,
slim brown back finally led to a mop of black hair.

At first, Timmy was upset! He had assumed Gordon was all his; he had
assumed that Gordon wouldn't even consider sleeping with any boy but
him. Timmy slowly walked back toward the Control Room door and collected
his clothes on the way but then he remembered James.

Gordon wasn't dumb -- he probably knew that James and him had had sex; in
the back of his mind he imagined that Gordon might even have been watching,
although he had never told him that. 'So if I can fool around with
someone.' Timmy thought, 'I can't be mad at Gordon fooling around with this
brown-skinned boy. And maybe,' he thought, 'since I brought James up here
the three of us were all naked in his bed he won't mind if I just jump in
bed with him and his new friend.'

Timmy dropped his clothes where he was standing and moved, quietly, back to
the bed. He walked back around to the side where the boy was laying,
cuddled up to Gordon, and he slipped onto the bed. Timmy was nervous, as he
always was when he knew he was being naughty, but he didn't let that stop
him. Timmy moved right up against the soft warm body of the brown-skinned
boy and, since they were about the same size, Timmy's boner wound up right
against the boy's butt crack. Timmy then put his arm around the boy and
caressed his chest and tummy and then, slowly but surely, his hand moved
down to explore the boy's genitals.

His cock was different! Timmy could not feel the puffy head, it seemed to
just come to a point. He felt lower and there was the normal nut sack with
two little pea-sized nuts inside. Back to the cock, Timmy was feeling
around when suddenly there was movement. Within a second the boy had turned
completely around and was now tummy-to-tummy with Timmy.

(author's note: Now don't you wish you were "tummy-to-tummy with Timmy" --
I certainly do!)

The boy didn't smile at first, he just looked very confused. To Timmy he
looked very exotic (although Timmy didn't know that word), he had the sharp
features of people who Timmy had seen in videos -- people from other
countries where they didn't wear many clothes and they did dances with
their hips.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my room?" the exotic looking boy
asked Timmy.

Now it was Timmy's turn to be confused. 'Hmmm,' Timmy thought, 'He sure
doesn't sound like he's from a foreign country. Then what the boy said
finally hit him. "Did you say "your room? This is Gordon's room! And I'm
always invited here."

"Gordon?" the boy said, obviously surprised. "Who . . ." and then it hit
him, "Oh my God, I forgot! Gordon!" Then he looked behind him to see the
naked Gordon behind him. "I'm so sorry I forgot where I was and then I felt
this hand touching my prick and I freaked." He then looked down and saw
that Timmy, from what he could see from this close, was naked and then he
finally realized that he could feel Timmy's boner rubbing up against his
own morning erection. "Are you Gordon's son?"

"No!" Timmy said casually. "Just a friend.

The boy giggled; "Must be a CLOSE friend!"

Timmy smiled and, per Gordon's instructions, admitted nothing and added a
lie he had used before: "Actually, Gordon's my Uncle and he's seen me naked
since I was born so its no big deal!"

"Oh!" The boy said, "He didn't tell me he had a nephew in the hotel."

"Well we try to keep it secret," Timmy said in a low voice so the manager
doesn't find out."

"Oh!" The boy said, not really understanding why Gordon would be in trouble
for having his nephew in the hotel.

"So what's your name?" Timmy asked.

"Benjie!" The boy answered. "What's yours?"

"I'm Timmy. Can I ask you something Benjie?"

"Sure, go ahead." Benjie replied.

"What's wrong with your wiener? It doesn't feel like . . . uhhh, like
normal."

Benjie laughed; a very musical laugh that made Timmy smile. "You wouldn't
believe," he finally responded, "how many times kids have asked me that
after they've seen me in the showers or locker room at school."

Timmy didn't like answers to questions that weren't really answers but he
allowed it by saying nothing and waiting.

"There's nothing wrong with my ratbu, it's . . ." Benjie started to say but
Timmy cut him off with a laugh.

"What did you call it?" Timmy, still chuckling, finally said.

"Ratbu," Benjie repeated but this time he also had to smile. "Its a dirty
Filipino word for dick; my Grandfather taught me that.

"So why does your ratbu (giggle) feel so funny." Timmy asked with a silly
grin plastered on his face.

"Haven't you ever seen an uncircumcised dick before."

Timmy shook his head. "I don't know what that is: 'uncircumscribed.'"

Benjie laughed! "I guess you don't well now's your chance to take a
look. Benjie rolled over on his back with a hard little "ratbu" sticking
up.

Timmy moved down on the bed so he could be face to dick with Benjie's
"uncircumscribed" cock. He cocked his head back and forth as if he was
waiting for it to do something.

"Go ahead," Benjie said, "you can touch it . . . I'll tell you what to do
so it looks just like your ratbu (giggle).

"Hey!" Timmy giggled in return, "I don't have no rat bow I got a cock."

Timmy's intentional mispronunciation of ratbu cracked Benjie up; "RAT BOW!
Oh my God you're funny. So do you want to play with my "rat" or not?" he
finally said, giggling at his own word play.

"Yes!" Timmy said seriously. "You said I can make it look like mine?"

Benjie leaned over to take a close look at Timmy's cock and said, "Yes!
Almost exactly like yours. Here's what you do: With your thumb and first
finger grab it -- not too hard -- ahhh that's better. Now pull down! No
just pull the skin not the whole thing."

Timmy was amazed! He followed Benjie's instructions and now Benjie's cock
looked almost like his. "Why is the head so grape jelly colored? Is it
sore?" Timmy asked with concern in his voice.

This time Benjie's laugh was out of control. He almost couldn't
stop. "GRAPE JELLY LOOKING! Oh Timmy you're going to kill me!" After a long
pause to get his breath he said, "No Timmy! It's not sore! That's just the
way it looks -- I guess because with the skin always covering it it doesn't
get enough sunshine (giggle)! Maybe it will taste like grape jelly -- you
want to try it?"

"Can I?" Timmy said with a big smile, not believing he just got an
invitation to do his new favorite thing -- suck young cocks!

"Yeah! Go for it!" Benjie said, getting ever more horny; anticipating
another blow job.

Timmy scrambled down so that he was between Benjie's spread legs he then
leaned in and stuck out his tongue. The skin had slipped back over the head
so he pulled it down again and touched his tongue to the purple head. This
felt like an electric shock going through Benjie; he emitted a low moan."

Timmy touched his tongue to the tip again -- not really disappointed that
it didn't taste at all like grape jelly.

"Please Tim!" Benjie said then, "would you suck on it for me? Do you know
how?"

Benjie didn't expect much from this freckle-faced boy -- he looked too cute
to give an exciting blow job like Gordon had given him last night but since
he was woke up by getting felt up he was horny enough to accept a blow job
from a frog.

Tim happily did as Benjie asked but first he lowered his head to lick
Benjie's balls and then experimented by putting the small nut sack in his
mouth and sucked on it. An "Oh God!" was heard from above his head, "You DO
know how!"

After sucking on Benjie's balls for a while Timmy was as excited as Benjie
to get that unusual cock in his mouth. He leaned up and brought Benjie's
cock in his mouth. He closed his lips tight and started masturbating Benjie
with his mouth's up and down movements. As he did that, his tongue went
into action.

When Timmy started giving Benjie what Benjie realized was the very best
blow job he had ever had -- including Gordon's -- he wanted the entire
experience to be the best of his short life. "Timmy stop for just a minute
OK?"

Timmy took his mouth off Benjie's cock, expecting to be told he was doing
something wrong. Instead he heard the breathless Benjie say, "You do that
soooo good Timmy -- so good that I don't ever want it to end but I need
something else!"

Timmy was happy with the praise but now he was also confused -- what more
could he do?

"I need," Benjie said, "your cock in my mouth at the same time Tim. Will
you do that for me?"

"YES!" Timmy almost shouted. Timmy scrambled up the bed while Benjie worked
to reverse his position -- they met, face to face in the middle of the
reorganization. Benjie looked into Timmy's eyes with such a loving gaze
that Timmy was overwhelmed. He returned the gaze and then their lips
met. It wasn't a tongue-sucking wild and reckless kiss, to the contrary it
was a kiss filled with a passion that should have been beyond either boy's
grasp. Their lips pressed together, their eyes closed, their noses rubbing
together and their tongues caressing each other at the gateway between
their mouths. Their hands were running up and down each other's backs,
straying occasionally to litely grasp a butt cheek. The kiss lasted minutes
that seemed to the boys like mere seconds.

Eventually the kiss broke and they repositioned themselves so that each one
could have the other's delicious dick in his mouth at the same time. It was
the slurping and moaning sounds that finally woke Gordon -- just seconds
before his alarm finished the job and momentarily disrupted the boy's love
making. The boys jumped at the sound of the alarm and when they looked in
the direction of the noise they saw Gordon looking at them guiltily.

Gordon had nothing to be guilty about -- he didn't break any vows or
promises but it was Gordon's nature to be secretive about his vices and his
sexual needs. He knew that Timmy would be disappointed to see another boy
in his bed and he knew that he intentionally did not mention Timmy to
Benjie last night. But he was relieved that it appeared to work out
alright. "Don't let me disturb you boys!" he told the two hot and horny
boys, I'll just enjoy laying here and watching -- if you don't
mind. Apparently they didn't mind because they almost instantly resumed the
sucking, slurping and moaning.

As Gordon watched his boy Timmy with Benjie's hard brown cock slipping into
and out of his mouth and with his arms wrapped around Benjie's hips his
cock began to swell far beyond the normal erection he woke with; and then
to see Timmy's cock being sucked into Benjie's more than willing mouth his
cock was on the urge of eruption without him ever laying a hand on
it. Gordon closed his eyes to delay his orgasm and it seemed to work --
until, that is, he heard the urgent sounds of his two boys reaching their
own orgasms. As soon as Gordon opened his eyes, cum flew out of his cock
and splattered two boys who, in the throes of their own orgasms could have
cared less.

Timmy reached his orgasm just a minute before Benjie reached his. It wasn't
until they stated to come down, with their heads resting on each other's
crotch that Timmy noticed the white cream on his arm -- and on his cheek --
and all over Benjie. He looked over at Gordon and saw his sheepish smile
and giggled. "Hey Benjie," he said, "it looks lite its time for a shower."

"Huh?" Benjie responded then he noticed Gordon's cum on his and on Timmy's
bodies and frowned. Every one is different -- sometimes very different and
Benjie proved it then! While Timmy responded to Gordon's messy cum with a
giggle. Benjie looked disgusted and finally yelled, , "Yuck!" He then
jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom.

Gordon and Timmy looked at each other with confused looks and they soon
heard the shower begin to run.

About five minutes later Benjie reappeared with a towel wrapped around his
waist and a sheepish grin on his face. "I'm sorry guys!" he said, "I just
can't stand the sight of . . . of that stuff.

"Benjie," Gordon spoke up. "No apology is necessary I'm the one who should
apologize but I just had no way of knowing . . ." Gordon didn't finish the
sentence because Benjie jumped up on the bed laid on top of Gordon's
stomach and put his hand over Gordon's mouth.

"Listen Gordon," Benjie said, "After all you did for me last night you
never have to apologize to me for anything -- ever!"

Gordon wrapped one arm around Benjie and while giving him a one-armed hug
he snaked his other arm out to Timmy and pulled him into his side. Thank
you Benjie, but all I did for you last night was help you find the swimming
pool. That's my job, you don't have to even thank me for that."

"No," Benjie insisted, I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about later
-- letting me stay here last night after my mother locked me out and for
helping me not to be afraid anymore when someone . . . touches me."

"Benjie? I'm a little confused. Can I ask why you reacted like that to my
. . . my stuff on your body?"

There was a long silence and Gordon was just about to change the subject
when Benjie started to speak. "About a year ago I was at a birthday party
for Eric, a friend of mine -- he was eight y/o that day, the same age as I
was at the time. He's a nice boy and a good friend but he had an older
brother who is not nice -- he's mean and he has mean friends. They were at
the party too -- I guess his mother made his brother be there!

"It was a swimming party and I was just wearing some speedos; I had to go
to the bathroom so I left the pool area and went to the downstairs
bathroom.-- I didn't know it but Eric's brother and his friends were behind
me and when I got into the bathroom they forced their way in before I could
even close the door.

Benjie started to tear up from what was obviously a painful memory, but he
continued telling the story. One of them stuck a washrag in my mouth and
another one pulled my speedos off. They passed me around between them --
each one touched me everywhere I had been taught not to let anyone touch
me. Two of them put my cock in their mouths and then pulled out their own
things, forced me to lay over the edge of the bathtub and they and tried to
stick them in my butt -- I guess they never did get them in all the way but
when they tried it hurt awful. Then, finally, they threw me in the bathtub
naked and then they took turns pissing on me and then they started jacking
off and their stuff went all over my body and in my face. They would have
made me swallow it but I guess they were afraid I'd scream for help if they
took the washrag out of my mouth. Since then the sight of that stuff has
made me feel sick in my stomach. I was too embarrassed to tell anyone what
happened, I just took a shower and left the party."

Soft, sympathetic sobbing sounds came from Timmy and Gordon -- both of whom
already felt very attached to this boy and very hurt at the thought of him
being cruelly used like that. Benjie himself had healed enough,
emotionally, so that when he thought about that birthday party and about
what happened he hardly shed a tear.

Timmy badly wanted to hug Benjie and let him know how sad he was to hear
his story but Timmy was very aware of the drying cum on his body and
certainly didn't want to get any on Benjie. Then he had a thought:
"Benjie?" he called softly.

Would you like to take another shower and help me . . . ahhh, help me wash
my back?"

Benjie smiled, "I thought you'd never ask." Benjie hopped off Gordon while
Timmy got off the bed on the other side and they held hands as they walked
into the bathroom.

Timmy and Benjie stepped into the shower together and Benjie said, "Let me
wash that stuff off you."

"But I thought . . ." Timmy started to say but he was interrupted by Benjie
who knew what he was going to say, "It's OK! It just bothers me when its on
me -- I don't mind it a bit when its all over you and touching it with my
hands is no big deal.

Without another word, the water was turned on, adjusted for temperature and
Benjie, armed with his bare hands and a bar of soap, proceeded to wash
Timmy's back first and then he had Timmy turn so that he could press
himself and his again risen cock against Timmy's back and butt; he reached
around Timmy and lathered his chest, arms, tummy and Timmy's swollen cock
-- he washed there really good! Before he knew it, Timmy was on his way to
another orgasm as Benjie expertly massaged his rock hard cock, occasionally
dropping his hand down to finger his balls and that super soft skin beneath
his balls.

The effect of a soapy hand on his cock and balls had Timmy standing on his
toes and holding onto the walls as that tremendous feeling worked its way
from the pit of his stomach, through his balls and up the shaft of his
cock. Had he been able to produce cum he would have warned Benjie to stand
back but Benjie would have probably not heard -- Benjie was on his knees
now, with the full force of the shower stream cascading over his head as he
was busily kissing and nuzzling Timmy's butt without stopping his steady
strong stoke of Timmy's cock. When Timmy's moment arrived it was only
Benjie's arm wrapped around Timmy's hips that stopped him from falling over
in the tub.

When the after effects of the orgasm passed, and Timmy got his mind back in
working order, he turned, dropped to his knees and hugged Benjie and kissed
Benjie and laid Benjie down on the bottom of the tub and used is lips and
tongue to give Benjie the best cleaning he had ever experienced.

When the boys returned to the bedroom with towels wrapped around their
waist Gordon was gone from the bed, in his place was a note. Timmy and
Benjie sat on the side of the bed and Timmy opened the note which read:

"Tim, I forgot that I have to attend a meeting and a training seminar this
morning -- I'll be gone until sometime this afternoon and then I'll deal
with Benjie's mother. Until I'm back, you're in charge of watching the
monitors -- I'm sure you can trust Benjie to help you and, if he agrees to
a pinkie swear, even trust him to watch the special cameras. See you both
later, Gordon"

Timmy was reading the note with Benjie's chin resting on his shoulder as he
read along.

"What's the deal with the pinkie swear and the special cameras?" Benjie
asked.

Well if there was anything Timmy loved better than secrets it was sharing
secrets.

"Well, Timmy began, "you saw all the monitors in the control room that show
the hall ways, the front desk and the parking lots and stuff didn't you?"

"Yeah!" Benjie answered.

"Well there are some other cameras that only Gordon and I know about and
that's because they're in places that they shouldn't be."

"Places like . . .?" Benjie asked.

"That's where the pinkie swear comes in. You have to swear that you'll
never tell anyone about the special cameras -- if you do, Gordon will be
fired and the hotel might even be closed." Timmy held out his pinkie
finger. "You swear?"

Benjie didn't even hesitate, he wrapped his pinkie finger around Timmy's
and said, "I swear! and don't worry, I'd never say anything that would get
Gordon in trouble."

"OK lets go!" Timmy said as he grabbed Benjie by the hand and dragged him
into the control room. The boys sat in the chairs in front of the central
monitor and Timmy said, "See that drawer?"

Benjie looked down and saw the drawer Timmy was pointing to and he said
"Yeah!"

"OK, open it!" Benjie did. "Those switches control cameras in the changing
rooms and the showers at both pools. We can watch people changing into and
out of their swim suits and people taking showers after they swim."

"You mean they're naked?" Benjie asked, apparently amazed.

"Duh!" Timmy said with a smile. "Go ahead and flip a switch, the "C"
switches are hanging rooms and the "S" switches are showers. But be careful
to turn one switch off before you turn another one on.

Benjie flipped a changing room switch and there, on the screen in front of
him, he saw two little girls in just their panties. "Wow! he said, "This is
cool."

"You like to look at girls?" Timmy asked.

"Yeah when they're naked!" Benjie replied. Obligingly both little girls
dropped their panties and picked up their one-piece bathing suits. From the
bulge in Benjie's towel Timmy guessed he was happy.

It was a slow day at the pools so Timmy and Benjie moved on to the room
cameras -- Timmy remembered the procedure that Gordon had taught him and
soon they were moving through the rooms trying to find something exciting
-- What they finally found wasn't exactly what they were looking for but it
certainly turned out to be exciting.

In a room on the sixth floor they found a little girl of about 11 with the
most beautiful little boy who looked to be about 7 or 8. They were in the
bedroom -- the little girl was talking to her brother and the boys were
about to move on when she began undressing right there in front of her
brother.

She removed her t-shirt to reveal two very small but shapely breasts and
then immediately slipped down her shorts and panties together. The girl
then got down on her knees, very close to the little boy and apparently
told him to touch her breasts because that's what he did. His little hands,
eagerly it seemed, roamed over her small breasts and stopped to squeeze the
nipples then he reached down and touched her hairless slit. From the camera
angle Benjie and Timmy couldn't tell if he actually stuck his finger in her
slit but they guessed, from her reaction that he did; she arched her back
and grabbed his thin shoulders for support. His hand was down there for
quite a while and then she grabbed him into a hug and kissed him all over
his face.

The girl then started undressing her brother which got much more of the
boy's attention. She pulled his t-shit off, exposing his thin upper body;
his nipples were so pale they could hardly see them on the monitor but his
outie belly button stood out fine. After stroking his chest and tummy for a
few moments, the girl grasped his shorts at the top and pulled them down
his legs and off his bare feet.

In the security office two towels hit the floor and two lovely boners
sprang up and began to be worked on in anticipation of the next actions by
brother and sis.

Rather than pull his tiny briefs off, big sis ran her hand over his small
cloth covered package and the boys could see his little cock create a bulge
in his underwear. She turned him around then so that his back was facing
her and she pulled him against her and brought her hands again to his chest
and tummy and then down into the waistband of his briefs.

She began masturbating her little brother with her hand inside his
briefs. His body stiffened and he began to rock back and forth. When she
was satisfied that he was hard enough she did pull down his briefs. The
boys could see his sweet little ass cheeks and then, after she turned him
around to face her, his precious little stiffie.

Big sis immediately picked him up and laid him on the bed so that his legs
were dangling off the edge. Still on her knees, big sis positioned herself
between her brother's legs and sucked his cock and empty ball sack into her
mouth together. The boys watched as her head bobbed and moved in a circular
motion -- apparently enjoying her little brother's erection as much as he
was. She kept it up until the boy suddenly spasmed and collapsed on the
bed.

When the girl moved to get off the floor and lie on the bed next to her
brother the boys could see that the boy looked like he was sleeping, his
sister however was far from sleepy -- she had not been satisfied and
proceeded to do that herself. Her middle finger massaged her slit and then
dug a bit deeper to stimulate her clit.

As she worked at masturbating herself Timmy glanced over at Benjie who was
apparently mesmerized by the girl's actions. Timmy was far less interested
in what was on the screen than he was at what was sticking up from between
Benjie's slightly spread legs.

Timmy dropped to his knees and worked his way under the desk top, into
position for capturing Benjie's steaming hard cock in his mouth. When he
clamped his lips over Benjie's cock and started performing the oral
masturbation technique that he had almost perfected over the past three
days Benjie was initially surprised and then delighted.

In Benjie's mind, his cock was sliding into the young girl's very warm,
wet, smooth pussy -- something he had always wanted to try. He pumped his
cock into and out of Timmy's pussy substitute until he knew he had only a
short time left before the mind-numbing explosion; at that point he
squeezed his eyes shut and enjoyed to the max the one thing even the best
pussy couldn't supply -- a talented tongue like the one that was whirling
around and around his cock.

Timmy was aware, as he was trying to suck Benjie's cock out by its roots,
that this was the first time he had ever actually gone to his knees to suck
a cock and that thought excited him because it made him feel like he was
being forced to suck this delicious cock. That level of naughtiness alone
give him an orgasm that he literally didn't 'have a hand in'.

When Benjie's orgasm hit he grabbed Timmy's head and forced his cock as far
as it could go in Timmy's throat -- Timmy started to gag but then
controlled it and even enjoyed the feeling of Benjie's not so little cock
being that much of a part of him.

============================

Eventually Gordon returned from his training meetings and found the two
naked boys sleeping in his bed. Gordon, being who he is, did not even try
to resist and within minutes was naked and between the still sleeping
Timmy's legs with the boy's now hard cock and balls together in his
mouth. 'God!' Gordon thought, 'I could do this forever and never get
tired.' It wasn't long before Timmy awoke with a smile and, shortly
thereafter, an orgasm.

"Hey!" came the call from the brown body next to Timmy. "I'd sure like some
of that too!"

"And so you will," Gordon replied, "but first we need to talk. I've spoken
with your mother and she misses you. She said to tell you she's sorry she
overreacted and locked you out when she caught you masturbating . . ."

A howl of laughter interrupted Gordon. This was the first Timmy had heard
about why Benjie was locked out by his mother and he found it
hilarious. "You mean," Timmy gasped, breathless from the laughter and
almost blind from the tears in his eyes, "you mean your mom caught you
jackin off and she . . ." Timmy interrupted himself with another burst of
laughter that was so contagious even the red-faced Benjie was smiling,
". . . and she threw you out in the hall!" he finished. "Did she give you a
chance to pull your pants up?" and off he went on another laugh jag.

Gordon was smiling and shaking his head at the picture Timmy had obviously
conjured up in his head: Benjie sitting in the hall with his undies around
his ankles.

"No! Come on now wise guy!" Benjie said with a goofy grin on his face. "She
told me to get dressed and leave -- and I did."

"Sorry Benj," Timmy said, still chuckling. I just got this picture in my
head . . ."

"Ok Tim!" Gordon said in a stern voice, his smile finally gone, "Enough
with the jokes. This is a serious situation that needs to be
fixed. Benjie's mom takes "jackin off" as you put it very seriously. Some
people believe that its a big sin and Benjie's mom is one of those.

"Benjie," Gordon continued, "you need to be very careful from now on and
never do that when there is even a remote chance that your mother will
catch you. OK?"

"Ok Gordon," Benjie replied, "I'll be very careful from now on."

Timmy was listening intently and thinking hard but he just couldn't stay
serious on the subject of masturbation; "How about this Benj, you can tell
your mom that you won't jack yourself off anymore -- tell her that I'll do
it for you!"

A good-natured wrestling match between the two laughing boys started at
that point and kept going while Gordon got himself dressed and ready to
leave for another meeting. "Ok guys!" he said loudly. That stopped the
wrestling match and the two boys looked up at him from their latest
wrestling hold. "Let me finally get to the end of what I need to
say. Benjie, your mom wants you back at your room at 6:00 -- and that's
just 45 minutes from now, so be sure you two quit goofing around in plenty
of time for you," he said looking Benjie in the eye, "to get cleaned up,
dressed and back to your room. Tim, you probably ought to go to your room
about the same time so you'll be there when your dad comes home. I'll be
back here in a few hours but I probably won't see you guys till tomorrow.

Benjie and Timmy jumped out of bed, ran to Gordon and wrapped themselves
around him. Gordon silently cursed the luck that had him leaving these two
beautifully naked boys but he finally kissed them on their heads and shook
himself free.

When Gordon was out the door Timmy turned to Benjie and wrapped him in a
hug. "Benj," he said, "you suppose we'll see each other again?"

"Maybe not!" a sad faced Benjie replied, "We're supposed to check out
tomorrow and I imagine my mom will be watching me like a hawk." With a
smile he added, "I really enjoyed today Tim -- I don't think I'll ever
forget how great you are . . ."

Timmy blushed and was about to return the complement when Benjie finished
his sentence.

"How great you are at giving blow jobs!"

Timmy laughed. "Just make sure you tell your mom that -- and tell her
you'll never jack off again -- because when you feel like doing it, you'll
find someone to give you a blow job!"

The boys took one last shower together -- Benjie got another one of those
great Timmy blow jobs and, eventually the went their separate ways.

They did not meet again that next day but Timmy wasn't sad for long. The
very next day he spotted a boy who turned him on and he decided to take a
radical, bold approach to meeting him.

Hotel Times 4 will tell the whole story so stay tuned.