MOTEL 07-27-88

Well, I had stopped at one of these motels, not very expensive you 
see. It was kinda late, I was tired from hours of travelling. I was 
in Florida, and I was trying to go further south. I was given a 
room, 112. This was a Holiday Inn, but I could tell it wasn't a 
very new one. It had probably been there since the 1950's or 
thereabouts. I was amazed when I entered the room. There was a bed, 
a nice one in fact. There was cable TV. But.. where was the 
bathroom? I had to take a wicked piss.

Where I would have expected to find the entrance to a bathroom was 
a panelled wall. In fact, the whole room was panelled with a dark 
wood color. The only wall that wasn't panelled was the side with 
the window, and the window was so big that it took up the whole 
area anyway (don't ALL motel windows?) So, I put my luggage down 
beside the bed, put the key to the room in my pocket and closed the 
door behind me, allowing it to lock. There had to be a bathroom 
around here somewhere, but what an inconvenience! I was rather 
looking forward to a hot shower, too! I guess there would be none! 
I started walking around the building-- all the rooms faced an 
outdoor breezeway when you walked out, there were no corridors. I 
suddenly thought-- geeze! I wasn't even supplied with a towel and 
washcloth, either! Where were all the comforts of home? Wait'll I 
write the President of Holiday Inn Motels about this whole issue! I 
was close to going back to the office and asking for a refund as it 
was!

Then as I rounded a corner next to some Coke and Pepsi machines, 
there it was.

A red door marked, "MEN". The one marked WOMEN was on the other 
side of the small walkway, I noted. So I opened the door, expecting 
to find a tight, cramped, raunchy-smelling place to urinate. It was 
somewhat larger, more roomy though. So I zipped my fly open, let my 
dick out, and proceeded to take a long and much needed piss into 
the ceramic urinal. As I was pissing, I started hearing voices. A 
slight giggle, and suddenly they sounded much closer, as if they 
were right behind me. Oh, just some kids, I thought. So, I look 
back over my shoulder now, and there were two youths, one about my 
height, with reddish hair, standing there in nothing but underwear, 
brandishing a huge and obvious hard-on, in fact causing the elastic 
around his legs to stick out drastically.

The elastic around his abdomen was very low on his waist because 
his boner had forced it downward. I could see some reddish pubic 
hair sticking out of the sides, and I could only guess that he had 
about 8 inches under that material.

He was giggling, and placed his boner between the cheeks of my ass, 
and made a sawing motion, back and forth in the air, as if he were 
fucking me, each time his swing would stop as he poked me in the 
ass. By this time my piss flow had stopped, not just because I had 
practically drained myself, but mainly because I was so startled by 
the moment. I looked up at the other youth who was standing with 
him. He had blonde hair, and he too was dressed only in underwear, 
also sported a hard-on, and was just grinning at me. Then they 
suddenly ducked out of sight. They went around a corner in the 
restroom, which was hidden from view by a dividing wall from where 
I was standing. I was totally blown away by the previous twenty 
seconds, zipped up my fly quickly.

Didn't even bother to flush the toilet. The guys looked to be 
relatively young, I would say no older than 17.

I walked around the corner, to find yet another room. Showers lined 
the walls.

This room was about twice the size of the other room, I'd say it 
was about 20 feet wide and contained at least as many showers. 
There were benches, towels, washcloths, and even clothes. Over in 
one corner there was a large pile of underwear. Nothing else, just 
underwear, all strewn on top of each other. I started to get horny 
as hell. God, what was going on here, I thought. Ahh.. a door. 
There was a door off to the left. I walked over to it, turned the 
knob.

It was locked. I knocked on it. I got no reply so I knocked some 
more. Still no reply. I knew something felt right about this, so I 
didn't exactly blow up. I had thoughts racing through my mind, but 
then.. maybe they were just that.

Thoughts. I took advantage of where I was, began to strip my 
clothing, took a washcloth and some soap and turned on a shower. I 
began lathering up, all over my tired body. And then I saw it.

There it was. A camera in the corner of the room. I saw it, there 
was no mistaking it. There was even a red LED on under it to 
indicate that it was on.

Whoever was watching was getting a show. First, I lathered up my 
cock area nice and soapy. I cupped my hand around my balls and gave 
them a slight squeeze.

Then I gave my semi-hard cock a few strokes, smiling the entire 
time, then washed off. I was drying in a corner of the room when 
the door had been locked before, opened. The same reddish-haired 
guy that I saw before approached me. He wasn't wearing anything!

"Hey dude, what's goin' on?" he asked. "Not much", I replied. I 
told him that I wasn't upset at what he had done before at the 
urinal and that he had turned me on. "Well, I'm sorry about that", 
he said. I asked him what the meaning was of the camera.

"Oh, that. Well we just use it for uh.. observation purposes. 
There's another one in there by the toilets... hey look man, you 
wanna have some fun?"

"Uh, what kind of fun," I asked, as if I didn't already know.

"Well, you ARE gay, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am.."

"Well, my name is Jeff. I'm 17 and we're just here trying to.. 
recruit some friends."

I was still naked. He told me to follow him and he led me through 
the wooden door which he had come out of.

"We heard you knocking earlier", he said. "We didn't answer you 
because we just didn't know how you were taking my coming out and 
well.. pretending to fuck the living shit out of you.."

"I took it very well", I was saying. "I had only wished it was the 
real thing."

I was now sporting a full hard-on and my cock felt like it was 
about to burst at the seams. He led me down a hallway. There was a 
small kitchen, and then in one room off to the left, a bedroom with 
about four nude guys sitting on a bed.

There were two TV's in the room. One of them kept flashing back and 
forth between the two cameras that I was dealing with, and the 
other was hooked to a VCR where they were playing an X-rated flick.

All eyes turned away from the TV's and were looking at my hard dick 
very intently. One guy took a feather from under the sheet and 
began to play it back and forth on the underside of my dick.

"Stop that, Keith!" Jeff said.

"That's okay, that's okay", I said. "I don't mind that at all..." 
Keith kept on anyway.

"This is not everybody", Jeff said, "there are about nine more."

"Okay, what is this all about?" I asked.Jeff told me that all these 
guys had been kicked out of their houses because their parents 
found out they were gay.

They formed an alliance and they were trying to get more friends 
together, to live together, of all ages. The owner of the motel was 
gay and he had set this whole thing up as one place they could 
stay. I told him about my bout with the restroom and he just 
laughed. They all laughed. Then he introduced me to the other four. 
Bobby I had recognized as the other guy standing with Jeff at the 
urinal. Jeff was still hard, I noticed, and in fact now his cock 
was dripping with cum juice.

Instantly I spoke up and told Jeff I would be honored to be a part 
of their little family, and Jeff agreed to "let me give it a try".

"Damn", Jeff said, "we better all go outside and get our clothes. 
And Mitch, you go to your room and get yours, too. Forget paying 
for it. And here's a key to get back into our place, in case it's 
locked..." Jeff gave me the key, and I just stood there with my 
jaws dropped. Peter, who was only 10, got off the bed and walked 
over to me, dick hard. He said, "wanna suck my weenie?" The other 
guys giggled. "Go on Mitch, suck him off", the other guys sported, 
"it's okay.

We're all gay. Come on, prove to us that YOU'RE gay..."

"Damn, that's right. We've got to initiate this guy when he's 
official!" Greg said.

I took Peter's cock in my mouth slowly, easily getting all of his 
hard stiff five inches in. Mike inched closer to the edge of the 
king-size bed and was able to reach the tip of his index finger 
into Peter's asshole. Peter felt this and began to carefully and 
slowly walk backwards, getting closer to Mikey on the bed. Soon 
Mike had his whole finger up Pete's ass, and was working on the 
second. I began to feel Peter's tool throb slowly, as Pete began to 
gasp a little, and then more quickly. His tool was definitely 
throbbing, and he was definitely having an orgasm. It was 
definitely a dry one, Pete's natural juices had not yet made 
themselves known to his body, nor had any hair become visible below 
his head. "Oh geeze", he said, "that was totally rad.."

"Yeah? I thought so too", I said. Everyone clapped. But now 
everyone else was hot and bothered. About that time Jeff walked 
back in the room with everyone's clothes.

"What was all the clapping about?" he inquired.

"God, you shoulda seen it", Keith said. "Petey just came in Mitch's 
mouth."

Peter grinned ear to ear. "Damn, that kid jacks off more than a 
jackrabbit", Jeff muttered. "Wished I'd seen it."

It was a nice dry orgasm and it had felt good. Suddenly I felt like 
I'd known Jeff, Mike, Keith, Peter and Bobby all my life. I got 
dressed (Jeff had brought my clothes to me), and went to my room to 
get my belongings. I wasn't going to write the President of Holiday 
Inn anymore, no, nothing of the sort. I was going to enjoy, for the 
rest of my life, the family I had just become a member of...