Date: Fri, 24 May 2002 23:05:49 EDT
From: TomGTongue@aol.com
Subject: RIM SERVICE

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RIM SERVICE

From Tom's Tongue

How ya doin', guys?  I'm fine, thank you.  My name is Tom
Garner and I'm a nineteen-year-old college freshman.  My
vital statistics are as follows:  5'11", 185, muscular,
smooth, brown hair, blue eyes, nine inches, cut.  My
nickname is "Bub," short for bubble, short for bubble butt.
Did I cover everything?  I hope so.  This is my first time
telling somebody about a sexual experience and I'm a little
unsure as to what I'm supposed to say.

I guess you folks want the story, so, here we go.

Every week, I work two or three weeknights and one weekend
night at the Vacation Inn (yes, part of the national chain)
to make enough money to pay for my incidental expenses.
Working almost full time, going to school and playing
baseball on the college team, are all time-eaters for sure.
I have little time for any social activities, but I do okay.
I don't have a girlfriend right now, not that I feel like
I'm missing out on anything.  I enjoy being with my
teammates and my other male friends much more than the
ladies.

About a month ago, something happened to shake up my life a
bit, but definitely not in a bad way.  I was running late
for work and my boss, Mr. Andrew Shapiro, who is the
greatest looking guy I've ever seen, but the meanest asshole
this side of the Mississippi, had been riding my ass about
being late for work something awful, and I thought I'd made
it in okay, under the radar, so to speak, only to hear, "Mr.
Garner, so glad you could join us today."

After enduring his tirade, I went about my work as night
porter, grumbling to myself, wondering why he was always
riding my ass so hard.  I'm responsible for all room service
orders from both the desk and the restaurant and bar.  I
deliver meals, drinks, towel, etc. to rooms, so, I'm running
all over the property all through my shift, which ends at
11:00 p.m.  I spend my free time behind the desk, answering
the phone and even checking in the occasional guest.

I had just come back in from delivering dinner to a family
heading to Florida and Mickey-land, when I saw HIM!  He was
just completing his check-in and Barney, the old queen, who
was helping him, was actually GUSHING at the guy.  He was
tall, well over six feet, classically handsome with
penetrating blue-gray eyes, high cheek bones, a strong jaw,
thick lush lips and perfect white teeth.  He was wearing
jeans and a white tee shirt and looked like he was wearing
high fashion.  He obviously had a hard earned physique, only
vaguely hidden by the fabric.

".at all that I can do for you, Mr. Miller, just let me
know."  I came back to reality as Barney was passing him his
room key.  I was pleased to see where he'd placed "Mr.
Miller."

Let me tell you a bit about the hotel.  It is a five story
building, with room windows on every outside wall.  It was a
really slow night and this god-like man had been put in the
back of the structure with a room facing a small tree lined
parking lot behind it.  Barney had to go take a piss, so I
watched the front desk for him, immediately pulling up the
info on Mr. Toby Miller, from El Paso, Texas.  He was
scheduled to be with us for two nights.

Upon Barney's return, I took a few room deliveries, and
headed toward the back exit.  It was almost dusk and I knew
that if he'd left his curtains open, I'd be able to see into
Mr. Miller's room.  I also knew from experience how far back
from his window I'd need to stand to be out of sight to him
- or, at least, PLAIN sight.

For some reason, I wanted to see more of this guy, and, on
occasion, by taking an after-dark stroll around the exterior
of the hotel, I'd been the welcome recipient of some hot
voyeuristic treats.  Call me "Peeping Tom," if you will; it
turned me on to see naked flesh - and, I'll have to admit
it, mostly naked MALE flesh.  I'd never touched another guy,
but I'd gotten a few hand-jobs and one or two blow jobs
along the way, but I'd never done anything in return.

I know it was not fair of me to get my pleasure at another
guy's expense, but the older men who'd lured me into their
rooms, seemed to love wrapping their lips around my big
member.  There was a guy, probably in his early thirties, a
few weeks ago who had tried to snake his tongue between my
wide-spread thighs, you know, to my.butt hole.  I was turned
on like crazy, but just couldn't bring myself to let go and
let him lick me there, even though I'd been playing with my
hole a lot when I jerked off since then.

So, here I stood, about ten feet away from the window of
some guy I'd never really met, hoping to see some of his
bare flesh.  Luck was really with me.  Just as I focused in,
I saw a shadow moving in the bathroom, and a towel-clad Toby
Miller emerged seconds later standing in front of the vanity
mirror.  I had a perfect picture of him -- front and back.

What I saw was incredible.  He glistened from moisture,
highlighting his rock hard form.  I watched his muscles move
in graceful harmony as he lifted his hands to his face and
leaned forward to look closely at the reflection of his
face, seeking some invisible flaw it seemed.  But it was his
ass that caught and held my eye.  The wet towel clung to his
high-riding posterior like a second skin, making me want to
take a much closer look.

I must have stared at that muscular backside for a few solid
minutes, rapt with the beauty of this total stranger.  I
looked up to his face to see, with horror, that he was
looking directly into my eyes, with something close to a
smirk on his face.  I'd been DISCOVERED!  An instant later,
I felt strong hands reach around me, one covering my mouth,
the other reaching around my waist and landing in my crotch,
grabbing my erect cock in a strong clench.

I yelped around the hand, and tried to free myself, until I
felt the person behind me, grinding his crotch into my
warmer-than-normal ass crack.  A very erect penis was riding
up and down the valley, causing my somehow-still-hard dick
to leak into my Calvin boxer briefs.  I was terrified and
turned on all at the same time and didn't know which emotion
to go with, until I heard the voice growling into my right
ear.  "Bub, I had no idea you were such a pervert!"

It was my boss, Andrew Shapiro!  I nearly fainted in his
strong arms.  I knew my life was over!  As I struggled to
free myself from his arms, I began worrying what he would
say -- and to whom.  He broke me from my reverie by
speaking, "Don't fight me, Bub.  Come with me."  He grabbed
my arm and pulled me toward the wide-open door through which
he had just snuck up on me.

He walked/dragged me down the hall, towards Toby Miller's
room, NOT toward the lobby.  I was confused to say the
least.  When we reached the door, he rapped on it quickly,
and as the door opened, Mr. S pushed me bodily inside the
room.  I landed face-down on the king sized bed, noticing,
for some strange reason, that the curtains were now closed,
as I fell.

Joining the fray, a now-totally-naked, Toby Miller assisted
Mr. S in removing every stitch I was wearing, until the
naked outnumbered the clothed, two to one.  I really didn't
put up too much of a fight.  Toby was rubbing his bare flesh
against my body, especially in newly uncovered areas.  He
also had a huge dick, almost identical to my thick nine
inches.  However, he was uncut, which fascinated me and my
hard on to no ends.

Mr. S stood, reached into his suit jacket pocket, as he
removed it, and extracted his cell phone.  Pushing two
buttons, waiting as he pulled off his tie, he began a
conversation, "Hi, Barney.  Andrew Shapiro, here.  I just
wanted to let you know I've sent Bub home for the night.  I
just caught him being." Long pause and a nasty sneer to me
and Toby. "sick in the parking lot.  If you need help, call
the restaurant and get someone from the kitchen staff.  I
know you'll make sure everything runs smoothly.  Thanks,
Barney.  Night."

As he spoke he had continued to undress.  Dropping his pants
as he signed off his call, he looked me right in the eye,
which was hard because I was staring at his body, and
particularly the ENORMOUS bulge in his briefs!  He actually
had to bend over to get my attention. As my mouth watered, I
blushed.

I spoke, sounding scared, even though, for some reason, I
was calm, "M-m-m-mr. Shapiro, I-"He raised his hand to stop
me.

"Bub, it's okay.  I'm a big sicko too!  And so's my buddy,
here, Toby.  Toby, meet Bub."  As he spoke, he pushed his
briefs to the floor stepping out of them and moving forward
until his ten-inch missile was throbbing in front of my
mouth, as I lay facedown on the bed.  "Like what you see,
Bub, huh?"  I brought my eyes up to meet his, and nodded.
"Go ahead and touch it."

I lifted myself somewhat and grabbed his dripping dick, the
first, other than mine, I'd ever touched.  It was smooth as
silk, but hard as steel.  Whispering, but with authority,
Andy panted, "Taste it.take it in your mouth."  He placed
his hand behind my head and pulled me forward. Without
thinking, I swallowed the head into my spit filled mouth,
twirling my tongue to lick up as much of his
pre-cum as possible.  It was a taste I liked,
no, make that LOVED immediately.

Toby spoke for the first time, "Yeah, Bub,
suck my buddy's big dick.  Andy, looks like
we're gonna have some fun tonight!!  Look at
the ass on this guy!  Smooth as silk." As he
spoke he rubbed his hands down my back until
one rested on each cheek of my butt.  Well,
not "rested" exactly, more like massaged.
"Looks good enough to eat!"

Seconds later, he pulled my muscular globes
apart and buried his face, tongue-extended, into
my most private part. Electricity and sexual
energy coursed through my tingling body.  Toby
was turning his head from side to side,
burrowing deeper and deeper still.  I'd never
felt such feelings, and it turned me into a
raging beast.  I was growling around Andy's big
joint, trying to swallow all of his length and
suck every drop of fluid from his big hairy
balls.

Because mine and Toby's mouths were otherwise
occupied, Andy kept up a nasty, ball-stirring
commentary.  "Yeah, rim that bubble butt, Toby.
Suck my dick, pig boy.  We're gonna fill you up
with cum, cum and more cum, you cock hungry
slut!!" Andy's dick and Toby's tongue were
driving me to new heights of pleasure.

Freeing myself briefly from Andy's cock, I
turned to see if I could watch Toby licking,
sucking and lapping on my throbbing shit hole
because it felt soooo good.  I saw that I had a
perfect reflection of his twisting, turning head
in the big mirror across from the foot of the
bed.  When I turned back to suck on Andy some
more, he'd decided to up the ante a bit.  He had
completely turned around, bent over and was
pulling his cheeks apart to reveal the deep,
hairlined valley of his ass.

Again, without thinking, I acted.  What I saw in
front of my face was nasty as hell - not DIRTY -
just nasty, and sexy as hell.  I leaned forward
and sucked air through my nose, loving the smell
immediately.  I moved ahead until my nose was
buried in his puckered pinkish brown hole.  I
took a tentative lick, and was instantly
addicted.  I licked everywhere I could reach.

Andy liked what I was doing, obviously.  He
reached back with his right hand to pull my head
closer to him as he wailed, "OH, YEAH!!  EAT MY
MOTHERFUCKING ASS, YOU SICK PIG BOY!  LICK IT!
SUCK MY HOLE!  TONGUE FUCK ME!!"  Toby and I
were both grunting and slurping away, and Andy
was moaning, all of us enjoying the hell out of
what we were doing.

I reached between Andy's widespread legs and
grabbed his rock hard prick, pulling it back
like a handle and ground my face, AND tongue,
deep into my boss' delicious ass trying to get
as far into him as I could go.  His ass lips
were nipping at my taster like I was kissing his
mouth - amazing!

Toby pulled away, to my dismay, until I realized
what he was doing.  He knee-walked forward until
he was lying across my back and his dripping
prick was sliding up and back in my wet ass
crack like a hotdog in its bun.  Panting into my
ear, he said, "Yeah, Bub!  Eat my best bud's
asshole.
Tastes good, doesn't it?"  I grunted in assent.

Then I felt Toby reach down and pull his dick
downward until it was lined up with my spit
dripping hole.  I tensed up, fearing the massive
pain I knew would follow.  Toby spoke again.
"Don't fight it, Bub.  Push out like you're
takin' a shit, and I slide this baby right on
home.  Trust me, you'll love it!"

For some reason, I did trust him and did as he
advised. Seconds later, with only the slightest
pressure, his plumsized cock head was inside me,
followed by his smooth hard shaft, and I didn't
feel a thing except a fullness that I didn't
mind at all.  When he brushed across something,
I guess it was my prostate, inside of me, my
whole body spasmed in rapture.  I thought was
going to cum!

Toby knew what was happening and he stopped
moving, keeping his dick buried inside me, but
allowing me to adjust and preventing me from
moving closer to orgasm. Somehow, he started
making his lance pulse and throb inside me,
sending tingles up and down my spine.
Unconsciously, I began rotating my hips, wanting
to experience more and more of those great
feelings deep inside me.

I was actually growling into Andy's dripping wet
hole, panting, "Oh, yeah!  Fuck me, man!  Fuck
my virgin hole!" Andy turned around again and
literally shoved his massive, throbbing prick
down my cock starved throat.  Soon, both men
were using me for their pleasure, deep dicking
me from both ends, and, to my surprise, I LOVED
IT!

Long, slow luxurious strokes turned into hard,
pile-driving thrusts, faster and faster still,
with Andy and Toby matching one another shove
for shove.  I groaned as my orgasm approached
and they started fucking my receptive holes
harder-still.  I was in a frenzy, bobbing my
head up and down on Andy's steel-hard pole and
shoving my ass backward to meet Toby's deep
strokes.

Suddenly, with all of his making enough noise to
alarm anyone on the wing, we simultaneously
began cumming, me, without even touching my
dick!  Andy's delicious load coated my throat,
and I swallowed as best I could, still losing
some on my chin. I could feel Toby's big pole
throbbing and flooding my ass, his spooge was
hot and soothing.

Andy took control again.  He pulled his joint
from my hungry mouth, and said, "Don't move,
boys."  He walked around behind us, and I felt
the wildest sensation as he began slurping and
licking at the junction point of Toby's cock any
my stretched-and-dripping hole.  Slowly, Toby
pulled himself free, and Andy locked his molten
sucking mouth to my hole, pushing his tongue
deeper than I could have thought possible.  It
felt INCREDIBLE.

Toby walked around to my face, and within
seconds, I was sucking on my second dick, this
one flavored with saltysweet cum and ass juices.
DE-LIC-OUS!!  I don't know how Andy knew, but he
was absolutely right, I was and am a big ole cum
pig.  My dick was still rock hard and smeared my
load around on my belly and the bedspread.

After eating most of Toby's cum from my ass,
Andy moved until his prick was lined up with my
still-open anus, and in one long mighty shove,
he was buried balls-deep in my horny hole.

We didn't mess around this time.  We were a
sweaty, grunting humping machine.  Toby and Andy
were leaning over the top of me, playing tonsil
hockey with their tongues, not showing me any
mercy.  I was there as their receptacle and I
LOVED it! Without losing a beat, they grabbed me
turned me over on my back and began fucking me
again!

This time, however, Toby leaned forward and
started sucking on my pulsing prick taking the
full length of me down his slick throat.  Within
five minutes we were all at our peaks again, and
with muffled groans of pleasure we, once again,
dropped our loads into a willing hole.

My life was changed and I knew it.  As Toby
collapsed on the bed facedown next to me, I
crawled, with Andy still attached, and started
getting to know his nether hole.  I couldn't
decide which man tasted better.  Andy started
laughing, causing his softening joint to throb
inside of me, and getting me turned on once
more.

"Yeah, Toby, I was right.  Bub's a natural.  He
loves ass and dick as much as we do.  We're
gonna have lots of fun tonight...and in the
future."

I pulled back from Toby's luscious hole, turned
my head, and said, "Mr. S.I mean, Andy, I didn't
think you even liked me."  He leaned forward and
gave me my first ever man-to-man kiss, and, I'll
tell you what, he tasted fantastic.  I didn't
want to stop.

"Oh, Bub, I liked you all right!  Maybe too
much.that's why I've always been so hard on
you."  He laughed and thrust his hips forward
causing me to grunt in pleasure. "Now, I'll be
HARD in a different way."  I went back to eating
Toby's delicious ass.  "I'm glad you like Toby
so much, Bub.  He was my college roommate.  And
GUESS WHAT!  He's moving here. He's gonna be
your new baseball coach!"

My tongue was too busy to talk; I just started
slurping deeper, pulling his super-muscular
cheeks apart with my hands to stop.  All I knew
was, we were gonna have some fun.then and in the
future.

One more thing:  eighteen loads of cum were
dropped that night, and lots more would follow,
I knew.  The next day I came into work, I was
called to Andy's office to find him naked from
the waist down bending over his desk, waiting
for my tongue and dick to provide "rim service"
in a way only I could.

Yeah, Mr. S is an asshole.a REALLY tasty one at
that!!

(The End)


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