Room Service
                               by
                        Christopher Saxon

     "That'll by $18.75. Will you be paying cash, or would you
prefer to sign for it?"

     I signed by name as best I could: It was hard to take my eyes
off him. He studied the signature for a brief moment and then
flashed a dazzling smile. "THanks, uh ... Chris," he said.

     I blushed. Before I could reply, he disappeared into the
hallway and the hotel door slammed shut behind him. What a beauty!

     I gave myself a minute to regain my senses and then picked up
the breakfast tray and brought it to my lover, who was waiting in
bed.

     "I saw that," he said mock-accusingly.

     I set the tray down beside him on the bed, reached under the
covers,and grabbed hold of the hard-on I knew I'd find there. "He's
more your type than mine."

     "That's 'cause he looks like you - blond hair, blue eyes, nice
body, hot ass ...."

     "His mouth's different. Kind of pouty."

     "Yeah, I'd like to fuck that mouth. I'd like to fuck that
face."

     "Would you settle for fucking my face?"

     He threw back the sheet, revealing his eight-inch hard-on.
"Take it slow, will you?" he said as he reached for his breakfast.
"I don't want to spill anything."

     He ate his bacon and eggs; I ate him. Great breakfast.

     Our week in the sun didn't vary much - breakfast in our hotel
room, a day at the beach, dinner out. There were no gay bars or
discos in town and nothing to do after dinner. The sun made us
horny as hell, and we spent most of the evening fucking and sucking
in our hotel room.

     We'd been lovers about six months. People who knew us said we
made a great-looking couple. Rob was 25 ad Italian and had dark
skin - especially after he'd been in the sun a bit -black hair, and
a muscular hairy body. I was 19, blond, with a slender build that
was only beginning to take shape under Rob's careful instruction
at the gym.

     So far, we'd been strictly monogamous, but I sensed that Rob
wouldn't object to inviting a third party into our bed. I myself,
relatively inexperienced, was curious to see what it would be like
if he did.

     Slowly, a scheme began to take shape in my mind. I told myself
that I ought to do something to repay Rob for my vacation; he was
paying most of my expenses.

     He had made no secret of his appreciation of our room-service
waiter. Our waiter, in the meantime, had grown bolder and bolder
in his manner toward us. By the end of the week, I had resolved to
take matters into my own hands.

     On the day before we were to leave for home, I made my move.
After phoning in our breakfast order as usual, I turned to my
bedmate and delivered my challenge: "I bet I can suck you off
faster than they can get our food here."

     He was unimpressed. "I would hope so. Yesterday it took them
40 minutes. Still, you're welcome to try."

     I pinned him down and went crazy on his cock, giving him the
fastest blowjob he'd ever had. Five minutes later, I had his hot
load in my mouth and a smile on my face.

     He was a bit stunned. "Jesus! What's the rush? I thought you
were supposed to relax on vacations. Not that I'm complaining - I
like to see you get the excited. Proves you're not bored with me
yet."

     "After only six months? Besides, how could I get tired of a
stud like you? You're the only guy I've ever known who could keep
me satisfied. It seems like you're always ready when I am."

     "Speaking of which, do you wanna come?" Rob was strictly a top
man. Usually I beat off after servicing him. I enjoy having a man
watching me jerk off, and Rob liked watching. Today, though, I had
other plans for the two of us.

     "Later. Why don't you hit the shower. I'll get room service
when it comes."

     "Perhaps he'd like to watch too. Or maybe I could watch the
two of you. Or maybe I could fuck the two of you." He began to get
an erection, just thinking about it.

     "Hit the shower, mister. And make it a cold one."

     My timing was perfect; no sooner had Rob stepped into the
shower than I heard the doorbell. I peered through the peephole in
the door, saw our sexy waiter, and let him in.

     I was completely nude and was sporting an eight-inch hard-on.

     "Your ... uh, breakfast, sir," he sputtered. Rob was right:
The kid did have a fuckable face. "Just ... uh ... sign here.
Anything else I can do for you?"

     It was now or never. Now. "What's your name?" My voice was
about two octaves too high. I needed to calm down.

     "Kevin."

     "I'm Chris," I told him, forgetting that first day.

     "Yes, I know. And the other guy's name is Robert. I looked it
up in the hotel registration. Hope you don't mind."

     "You're interested then?"

     "You bet. What've you got in mind?"

     I told him my plan. As he listened, a big smile began
spreading across his face.

     Just as he was giving his approval to the scheme, we heard Rob
turning off the shower.

     "Later, OK?"

     "You bet."

     Exactly seven hours later, Rob once again stepped out of the
shower, this time after a day at the beach. A minute later, my
still-dripping lover emerged from the bathroom, toweling his hair
dry. I sat, nude, in one of the chairs by the window, my left hand
stroking my very hard dick.

     "Looks like my boy is horny again, huh?" He brought his foot
up and began brushing it against my thighs, lifting my balls up
with his toes. "What's going on in that dirty mind of yours?"

     I leaned forward in the chair and began humping his hair leg.
"I wanna get fucked. You gonna fuck me?"

     "Make me wanna fuck you. Get me hard. Use that mouth of yours
for something other than begging."

     "How about letting me do that? That's what I'm here for."

     At the sound of another voice in the room, Rob swung around
in shock. There on the bed lay Kevin, also naked, his hard cock
exposed.

     I stood up and put my arms around my lover. "Hope you don't
mind: I ordered room service."

     "Huh?" He couldn't quite believe what was happening.

     "Hi, Rob, my name's Kevin. I wanna get fucked too. Your lover
seemed to think you could handle both of us. What do you think?"

     There was a brief pause before Rob regained his usual cocky
composure. "Chris," he ordered, "get on the bed."

     I obeyed his command, lying down inches away from Kevin.

     "As I understand it," he began, crawling onto the bed and
straddling both of our bodies, "you two are here to get fucked."
Kevin and I exchanged glances: That was exactly what each of us
wanted. "Fine. But you're gonna have to work for it. Right now, I
want my cock sucked. Either of you two wanna show me what kind of
cocksucker you are?"

     We fought for the right to prove ourselves. Kevin, who had
never had the chance before, proved hungrier than I. He took my
lover's half-hard cock in his mouth, swallowed it whole, and then
kept it buried deep down in his throat until he could feel it reach
its full 9.5 inches. Only then did he allow Rob to begin fucking
face in earnest.

     Unable to get my fair share of cock, I extricated myself from
the tangle of bodies and slid behind my top man. I knew well that
Rob's dick, huge as it was, wasn't his only asset. His butt is hard
and muscled, with huge cheeks protecting his virgin hole. I parted
his cheeks and traced his crack with my tongue.

     While he face-fucked Kevin, I fucked him with my well-trained
tongue. He was extra clean from his shower; nevertheless, I could
smell and taste his essence as I dug deeper and deeper into his hot
hole. He shifted position a bit to give me even greater access and
to better enable him to feed his cock into Kevin's already full
throat, and I was able to lie down on top of Kevin's toro and dry-
hump his cock and balls with my own. Rob began suspecting that his
two slaves were having a bit too much fun. He called time-out.

     "One of you two is gonna get fucked. Actually, you're both
gonna get fucked, but one of you is gonna get it now, and the
other's gonna have to wait until round 2." He sat down between us
and grabbed hold of each of us by the balls. "All right, jerk-offs,
the first one to come gets it."

     This, I thought to myself, was a contest I ought to win. After
all, I'd had plenty of practice jacking off. But once again, Kevin
proved hungrier than I; just as I was getting started, I heard my
fellow contestant  giving a shout of victory. Sure enough, when I
looked over, Kevin's stomach was streaked with jets of come.

     Rob immediately reached out and steadied my hand. "No more for
now. You just watch, OK?" He scooped up a bit of the sticky stuff
and coated his dick with it. "A little consolation prize," he said,
giving me a fingerful to taste. "Good?"

     "Uh-huh." It was delicious. I just wondered what it would
taste like fresh from the original container.

     "Well, I have a feeling there's more where that came from."
he picked up Kevin's ankles and placed them on his shoulders.
Positioning his cock against the boy's hole, he lunged all the way
in, to the accompaniment of his victim's screams.

     "Gooddamn it, Rob! Take it easy. You damn near killed me.
Jesus, I just came, you know."

     "Maybe you did. I didn't."

     Rob rode Kevin's ass royally, showing no mercy. The kid did
his damnedest to accommodate the huge cock, squirming around on the
bed, biting his tongue to keep from crying out. In time, he grew
more comfortable with the pain, relaxed, and began to enjoy the
punishment.

     When Rob sensed the Kevin had grown too comfortable with his
cock, he started pulling it all the way out before reinserting it.
This kept the boy's discomfort up, increasing Rob's enjoyment. Rob
always like the guy he's fucking to suffer a little pain.
Otherwise, what good is it having a 9.5 inches?

     The scene was getting too hot for me to just watch. I began
jerking off beside them, matching my rhythm to theirs. Moving about
on the bed, I discovered a really hot sight: my lover's backside
plowing into another guy's ass. i stood up on the bed so I had an
eagle-eye view of it all, like a camera in a porno movie. Rob's
butt muscles came into full play as he fucked our new friend,
getting me hotter and hotter.

     I could tell from Rob's accelerating pace the he was close to
shooting. Kevin sensed it too and began urging him on.

     "Fuck me, Rob, fuck my ass. I want that load of yours up my
ass. Fuck me, you bastard."

     Rob's whole body began shaking as he buried his load deep
within Kevin's hole.

     Seeing Rob driving his dick into Kevin's ass that way was all
it took to finish me off. My cock shot come into the air, down my
lover's broad back, onto his hair, and even a little on Kevin's
face.

     That was just the first fuck of the evening. Later, it was my
turn to get fucked while I sucked Kevin's cock and ate his ass.
Later still, we took turns sitting on Rob's dick while he watched
the late show and pretended to ignore us. Then Kevin ad I got to
fuck each other while my lover gave us orders. The next morning,
exhausted, I turned down an invitation to join the two of them in
the shower.

     Kevin left to start his shift at about 5:30 a.m. At about 8,
I picked up the phone and ordered room service for the last time.

     It was delicious.