From: "Hairy B. Terry" <harrold@mailexcite.com>
Subject: The Bellhop
Date: Fri, 18 Sep 1998 14:56:04 -0700

If you are under eighteen or find explicit sexual
References offensive and male to male sexuality read no further.

The Bellhop
By Hairy B. Terry

I work as the bellhop for a large hotel chain here in Atlanta.  I work
the graveyard shift and some weekends when I'm not in school.  I'm a
senior at a local high school and my mom needs whatever money I can earn
to help pay our bills.  Dad left along time ago.  Mom has had a couple
of boyfriends, but none have ever lasted so I guess I don't really have
a male figure in my life.  Maybe that's why I try so hard to please the
gentleman guests at the hotel.  My friend Richey says I'll do anything
for a tip.

Last Tuesday it was a usually slow shift when a man in his early
thirties showed up at the front desk just before my shift was over.  I
helped him with his bags to his room and talked a little, he wasn't very
friendly though.  I showed him his room and asked if there was anything
else I could do for him.  He said he'd been up all night, he couldn't
sleep on the plane.  He needed a "hot shower, a good blowjob, and a long
sleep", and then asked if I knew where he could get these.

I told him to take off his clothes and I would get his shower ready.  I
told him while he showered I would unpack his things so he could go
right to bed.  I told him the other thing he'd have to wait and see.  I
watched him walk into the bathroom out of the corner of my eye.  He was
tall, about six feet, nice face, slim, lean body.  He had hair on his
legs, arms and chest.  He had a big bush around his penis as well.  His
dick was cut, and hung about four inches while soft.  I told him the
shower was ready and he asked how old I was.  I told him seventeen, but
I'd be eighteen soon.

He continued to talk to me, asking me all kinds of questions and telling
me all about himself.  I don't know why he got so talkative all of the
sudden.  He was married, two kids, and in Atlanta for the week on
business.  I was just about to excuse myself when the water stopped and
he stepped out of the shower.  I handed him a towel and continued to
make small talk as he dried himself off.  He asked what time I got off,
and I looked at my watch and told him my shift was over.  He said he was
sorry for keeping me and rushed out to get my tip.  He handed me a five
and thanked me for everything.  I thought about turning and just
leaving, than I thought again.

"I haven't finished my job yet," I said. And with that I threw caution
to the wind, dropped to my knees and swallowed his freshly washed
four-inch flaccid cock.  It started to grow immediately and the man
backed away from me.  He said "wh-what are you doing?" and I told him
finishing one of his three wishes.  When he backed away, he kind of fell
back onto the bed and so here I was staring hungrily at his now eight
inches of hard swollen meat, reaching up from between his spread
thighs.  What's a boy to do?

I crawled over to him still on my knees and engulfed his hard mass.  I
heard him tell me to "stop, not me, a woman" and stuff like that, but he
never took his hands off my head as it bobbed up and down in his lap.  I
licked him from head to balls, and swallowed every inch of his hot
cock.  It didn't take long and he shot a big load into my wanting mouth,
than collapsed in a heap on the bed.  He muttered something about his
wallet and a bigger tip, than kind of curled up on the bed.  I took a
twenty to go with my first five and than covered him up with the
blankets.  I kissed his forehead than said what the heck and kissed his
lips, but he was too far-gone to notice.

The next night I was sent to his room with an iron and ironing board.
He said "thank God" when he saw me, he was running out of items to ask
for, trying to figure out when my shift started.  He asked me for
another blowjob, straight up, like that ... I said no!  He started whining
and asked why, he said he'd give me fifty dollars.  I said no!  I told
him I didn't know him when he got there and he seemed like he needed a
break, all tired and such.  I told him I didn't do it for the money, I
did it because he hadn't really asked for it.  Now he was being a jerk.
I told him I should go to the police.  He had sex with a minor.

Now he was really whining, I told him to shut up and take a shower, if
he chilled out maybe I wouldn't tell anyone about us.  I waited until I
heard him get in the shower and than I undressed.  I made my way through
the steamy bathroom and than pulled back the curtain.  He turned around
and looked me over than tried feebly to tell me to leave.  He didn't
want to "get into trouble."  He didn't try very hard though because as I
looked down his swollen cock was telling me to stay.

I took the bar of soap and began washing him thoroughly.  I kissed his
neck as my cock slid up and down his ass cheeks.  I whispered in his ear
I wanted him good and clean before he fucked me.  I told him if he
sucked my cock good, he could fuck me all night.  He didn't try to fight
it, he just moaned as I stroked his big hard soapy cock.  He turned and
washed me thoroughly, even sliding his finger up my ass, and I loved
every minute of it.  We rinsed and dried and than moved back to the bed.

He started to move straight to my cock but I wouldn't let him.  I pulled
him up onto me and we kissed and groped each other for the longest
time.  When he started sucking my nipples without my even asking for it,
I knew he was ready.  He worked his way down my hard stomach and began
licking and sucking my balls and cock.  I don't think it was his first
time because he worked me over in minutes and I rewarded his hard work
with a mouth full of my molten lava.  He didn't miss a drop, in fact he
came and kissed me on the lips, just long enough to share some of my
cum.

His cock was dripping in anticipation, so I sucked him a little.  Just
when he was about to explode into my mouth, I dropped his cock, turned
over on the bed onto my hands and knees and told him to eat my asshole
before he plunged his big cock into me.  No hesitation at all, yep, he'd
done this before.  His tongue was so deep up my butt I thought he was
licking my balls from the inside out.  I almost shot another wad but
before I got lost in that twirling tongue, he speared me with all eight
inches in one fell swoop.

He fucked me hard and long.  He reached around to stroke my cock and
just the initial touch sent my second load piling onto the bed below
me.  He had me by the hips and was screaming obscenities as he tried
desperately to split me in half.  He sat back on his ass and thrust me
up and down on his lap.  He turned me over onto my back and smashed my
balls with his weight as he fucked me hard, face to face.  He pulled me
off the bad and fucked me over the bedpost, the chair, the TV and than
the bathroom sink.  Finally, back on the bed, I got my wits about me and
took back the control.

I layed him down on his back and straddled his cock, facing away from
him.  My asshole had been pummeled and I had to get this guy off before
I started bleeding, if I wasn't already.  I slowly stroked his cock than
eased it into my hole.  At first, it hurt real bad, but as I got a good
pace going, the pain subsided.  I gripped his cock with what little butt
muscles he had left me and within minutes, he was shooting his second
load of the night.

He just collapsed beneath me and his cock fell out with a "ploop."  I
showered, put my clothes back on and than left.  I didn't even take my
tip.  I almost lost my job by the time I got back to it, but Richey had
covered for me and I told him I'd thank him properly later.  I finished
my shift and left for school.  As I pulled out on my bike onto the busy
street a car honked.  I came around to the driver side window and it was
the man from the hotel.

He asked if I needed a lift, I said sure, and we threw my bike in his
trunk.  When we started again he told me he was going home that day and
asked if I could spend a little more time with him.  We went to my
house, since my mom was at work, and pretty much just hung out.  I gave
him a great massage and coaxed a blowjob out of him.  I was too sore
still to let him fuck me, but after I gave him a blowjob, he let me fuck
him.  It wasn't very good though, he squirmed and yelled a lot, so
finally I just pulled out and jacked off between his ass cheeks.  We
showered and kissed a lot than he said he had to get to the airport.

He left me an envelope and told me to wait until he'd left before I
opened it.  As soon as his car was out of sight, I ripped open the
envelope.  It was his business card, $250 in cash, and a letter saying
if I wanted to come visit him, he'd pay for the plane ticket.  I thought
about it for a minute, sat down, got right back up because my ass hurt,
than started making dinner.  Mom would be home soon.