Date: Thu, 13 Feb 2014 17:18:14 +1100
From: Randy <rhaultafel@gmail.com>
Subject: Room Servicing

This story is copyright of course, and I would appreciate it if you wished
to use it for anything other than your personal, private and not-for-profit
enjoyment.  This is a fictional story involving a sexual encounter between
two consenting adult men.  If this offends you, you should either leave
this website as by continuing to read, you will hereby accept irrevocably
the responsibility for the effect this story will have on you.  I hope it
is a satisfying one.

If you are under the legal age to read sexually explicit material then do
not read any further.  This story, while based on a real life scenario, has
been significantly modified for obvious purposes.  Any similarities to real
people who were not participants in this actual event is not intended to be
in any way offensive, defamatory or an absolute representation of truth.
If there is any offence taken please take a chill pill because it is not
intended - this story is only for a bit of fun.  Any similarity to a real
person who was a participant in this event is quite delusional or in error
as the descriptions below are quite different to the actual encounter.  If
you like this story (or not), feel free to make any comments. But, as
always, flames will be ignored.



Room Service


I was working late and in need of some serious stress relief, so I answered
a personal from a traveller seeking a "sub bottom".  Nothing like a long
hard dicking to bang the stress of the day out, I say!

Faceless pictures were exchanged - average guy, nothing to write home about
- and I was sent an address to a hotel a few blocks from my office.  The
hotel lobby was deserted (as was expected around 11 pm at night!) and I
found the elevators and headed up to the room number I had been given.

The guy who greeted me at the door, Ned, was very average looking and
dressed in a bathrobe.  No paunch, but no six pack either; short
nondescript brown hair and a solid build under the robe without being
overly muscular.

"Room service." I said with a half-smile.

A welcoming smile and friendly twinkling brown eyes accompanied the firm
handshake as Ned drew me into the room.  I could see that I wasn't the only
one working - Ned had his laptop set up in the corner of his room with a
pile of papers and scattered stationery.

"Sorry about the mess." Ned waved generally at the pile, turning towards me
at the foot of the Queen bed.  "Mmm yummo" he murmurred as his eyes scanned
my body quickly before leaning in for a kiss.

He was a good kisser.

My mouth opened to his warm tongue which flowed in like mulled wine to
caress my tongue and palate.  I sank into his embrace, wrapping my arms
around his shoulders as his hands cupped my butt. I felt his strong fingers
knead my butt flesh and trace the fissure between the cheeks through my
fitted trousers.  I also felt his hardening erection against my taut belly
- the heat of his pulsating member radiated through his bathrobe and my
flimsy business shirt.

We broke the kiss and he deftly but urgently undid my shirt buttons as I
undid my belt and slipped out of my trousers and boxers. In seconds I was
naked before him and noticed his smile of appreciation at what he was about
to fuck.  Before he could maul my tongue again though, I swiftly undid his
bathrobe and slipped it off his shoulders to reveal his fat, veiny rod
topped by a swollen purple head which glistened with a pearl of pre-cum at
its tip.

Then my mouth was engulfed again by his and the next few minutes was a
swirl of sensation - his hands gliding over my body; the sensation of his
flesh against my sensitive dick; the feeling of his fingers and then his
rock-hard cock teasing my hungry hole - and throughout it all, his tongue
and mine dancing entwined in the space between our locked lips. We gently
fell onto the bed and Ned broke the kiss to attack my hole - his tongue
tracing my hole with a mix of seductive strokes and darting jabs. I lay
back, spreading my legs to give him free access - my head in the clouds as
my ass was strummed by a professional rimmer.

"You really like your ass being played with eh?" Ned commented, briefly
rising up for air.

I moaned in agreement, using my hands to push his head back between my legs
so he could continue his oral assault. His tactics had changed though - he
was using his tongue like a battering ram now, his tongue breaching my
sphincter to leave a slick trail for his cock to follow.

"Oh Fuck me Ned." I begged.

"Thought you'd never ask." Ned grinned, lifting up to slap his engorged
tool on the swollen asslips of my boypussy.

He reached over my shoulder for a condom and lube which he swiftly applied
to his cock before aiming the swollen mushroom head at my gasping hole. We
both stared into each other's eyes and moaned as he slid the head inside
me. He kept bearing down with even pressure as he drove the rest of his
sizeable cannon inside me.  I dug my nails into his shoulders and whimpered
at the initial pain, but by the time his pubes were tickling the threshold,
that pain had given way to the warm sensation of fulfilment.  Ned was
patient though, letting me get used to his fat, hard dick with long, slow
strokes.

"Fuck your ass is sweet." Ned moaned, as he massaged my rectum with his
tool.

I reached up and pulled his head to mine, locking my lips again with him
and sucking hungrily on his tongue as he continued his methodical fuck. I
also wrapped my spread legs around his waist, pulling him into me deeper
and using the leverage to pull my ass up onto his cock to fuck myself on
his hot rod.  Then it was Ned's turn to moan as he responded by quickening
his pace to a slow pummelling broken occasionaly by him grinding his hips
into my hole to really explore the velvety walls of my insides.

Suddenly, Ned broke our embrace.  He used his hands to push on my thighs to
spread my hole to its widest. Then, he pulled all the way out before
sinking all the way back in - I could both see and feel him enjoying my
hole as his fat mushroom head speared into my vulnerable hole over and over
again. His breathing deepened as his strokes sped up - each time pulling
all the way out before punching into my guts again full length and then
repeating it. I grunted with each stroke and knew that he was stretching my
sphincter with this move.  Then, with my hole now gaping open like a 2-bit
whore, he dove down again with his tongue and this time tasted the juices
in my ass-cunt which he savoured with relish. Then, after tonguing out my
hole some more, he would continue with his pummelling, drilling my ass for
juice.

I was seeing stars by this point and going quick limp at this most awesome
fuck and there were snail trails of my pre-cum all over my belly tracing
where my rock-hard cock had bounced during the fuck. But Ned was not done
yet.

Having drilled me for ass-juice about five times now, he flipped me over on
my belly and then began to plow my hole for real. Gone were the long gentle
strokes - Ned really wanted business now. His left hand gripped my waist
for leverage, while he rested his weight on his right hand, pressed on my
shoulder so that my wails of pleasure were muffled in the pillows. His
sweat dripped onto my back as he slammed my hole hard - the sound of his
torso slapping my ass with each stroke sounded like the encouraging
applause preceding the big finish. A finish that came as Ned shoved his
cock deep into me and exploded into the condom with a loud wail that I am
sure would have woken up the neighbours.

Then he collapsed - his hot, sweaty form on my back as he breathed into my
neck, recovering from his fuck-exertions. I was gasping too, but I hadn't
cum yet and I ground my ass into his torso, enjoying the fact that his dick
was still hard inside me...

Ned rolled over to the side, taking me with him - and then he began to
thrust into me as he panted and recovered.  I reached for my dick, but Ned
held my hands still as his thrusts became deeper.

"I've never been able to cum twice in a row, but my dick doesn't go down
afterwards." Ned panted into my ear. "So don't touch your dick. I am going
to fuck that cum out of you mate."

He began to fuck again in earnest, now his horniness was gone but he was
clearly still enjoying the sensation of my hole wrapped tightly around his
dick. His cock was stroking me so good now and I imagined him fucking me
forever in this bed: his hands stroking my body and the hairs on his broad
chest tickling my back slightly as he sawed his ever-hard human dildo in
and out of my ass as relentless as the tides and with the precision of a
piston sliding into its alotted grove. I sighed as my dick pulsed against
my belly and Ned tongued my ear. He began to lean more onto me as he tried
different angles at which he could penetrate me, until he was almost on top
of me again and the methodical fucking was rubbing my sensitive cock
against the satiny sheets.

Time lost meaning as he fucked me like that. All the tension in my body
left at the long slow fuck.  Occasionally, Ned would whisper in my ear as
he fucked me, telling me about how nice and tight my hole felt around his
cock, or asking me whether I liked being a slut for man-cock or asking me
to imagine being impaled on him forever because he was only going to stop
when I came. My orgasm came so slowly I barely noticed it, the sensation
building in my balls from the non-stop stimulation of my chest, my nipples
and my prostate. I think Ned knew this too, because his strokes sped up a
little and he began to gently grind his hips into mine a bit more into the
mattress as he asked me whether I liked his big, fat cock in my slut
hole. I moaned as I came onto the sheets, my body shaking as I shot jet
after jet of cum onto Ned's bed.

We lay like that for a while afterwards, basking in the afterglow.  Ned
would trail his fingers through the cum I had shot and fed them to me while
still whispering in my ear what a good little slut I was and how daddy was
very pleased.

As I came out of my fuck-funk, I looked at the time and realised that it
had been almost two hours since I had come up to Ned's room.  Ned pulled
out and I saw his condom was full of cum - he had been fucking me with that
loaded condom for the last hour or so. Something about that thought was
kinda hot.

Ned and I had a shower together, which involved a lot of making out while I
washed Ned all over and Ned kept his fingers firmly in my hole almost the
entire time.

"I had a great time." Ned said at the door in farewell after we were
dressed (me in my shirt and trousers; him in his bathrobe). "Best room
servicing ever."  As I went down the lift, I wondered who ended up
servicing who. Either way, I couldn't help but agree.