Date: Thu, 17 Feb 2005 02:39:52 -0800 (PST)
From: deepak salwan <bubbles150285@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hotel Toilet

This story is entirely fictional, and has no relation
to anything living or dead. Please enjoy the story and
send me your comments and suggestions to
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Hotel Toilet

    I was working as a waiter at the Holiday Inn. My
girlfriend had ditched me for my best friend, and he
too, who sometimes would let me fuck him or fuck me,
had stopped meeting me. I was very horny and desperate
for sex.
    The hotel was on a beach, and had all types of
people -- generally holiday goers, hippies, gay men,
etc. While serving in the restaurant I saw a guy, who
looked very gay -- that's what my colleague told me who
had taken his order. He said that he had tried to
touch him in his penis area. I wished I had that
order, anyways.
    As my duty finished, I rushed to the toilet to
take a leak as I had had two cokes while on duty. When
I entered, there was no one in the toilet, and I was
really about to piss in my pants, so I rushed to the
first urinal, not bothering to go to the enclosed
toilet. As I had got up late and was delayed for duty,
I had not worn my underwear that day, and was just in
my uniform pants.
    Hoping no one would come till the time I would be
pissing, I did not bother to go in the toilet.
Instead, stood there, lowered my pants a bit, and took
a leak relieving myself of the pressure that had been
building in the bladder of mine.
    I would have been just halfway of my pissing
session, that I heard the door not turn and the door
open, and there entered the gay man that had touched
my colleague in his private area and also had winked
at me in the restaurant.
   He saw my naked butt as I had been pissing, and
took its picture in his camera-phone. Unfortunately
for me, I turned around to stop him, and as I had not
been wearing an under- wear; he got the wonderful
chance to take the picture of my sweet penis as well,
making me severely humiliated.
  He ordered me to give him a slow blowjob, which I
had to give as he had the reason to blackmail me.
After which, he pissed his load onto my smart waiter's
uniform making me smell like a piss-slut or a dirty
roadside urinal.
  Having degraded me, he told me to immediately follow
him to his room in the same hotel on the seventh
floor. I was embarrassed to go out into the lobby
area, where my colleagues would be standing, and would
view me in such a state. I made the entire humiliation
look as normal, and thankfully no one noticed or
enquired, as they knew my shift had got over and I had
another friend staying upstairs as well.
    I was very nervous, as I did not know this man for
Adams and he had very easily taken charge of me. I
followed him to him room, which was a very expensive
suite in the hotel I work. He seemed very rich, as he
was wearing an expensive outfit and a Swiss watch as
well.
    When we reached his room, he ordered me to strip,
which I obediently did, as I did not want to upset
this dominating master of mine. He then undid his
expensive trousers, and revealed an extremely
beautiful man-hood. (He also, like me, had not been
wearing underwear)
   I was naked and he was still in his suit, without
trousers, though! He ordered me to squat and begin
sucking his handsome and extra large tool, which was
absolutely smooth. Even his stomach was nicely shaved,
prim and proper. He was a gay that I easily made out
as I saw him in the restaurant.
   I sucked him nice and slow, as he had wished, and I
had to as he had a weapon to blackmail me (my naked
butt pic). After about five minutes of my giving him a
slow blowjob, he came in my mouth. He tasted gross and
salty. I did not like it at all, and some of his
man-juice started dripping from the sides of my mouth,
onto my naked bare-legs.
    He then ordered me to hop on the bed, which I did
like a little boy, and he sprayed something, maybe a
lubricant on my back door and began his journey into
my prostate, after having put on a fresh condom on his
huge friend. He began violating my manhood. His long
and hard 7" friend made me cry in pain and he
continuously pushed it in till he could feel my inner
walls. He gave me a slow fuck for about twenty
minutes, and then he came many times in the condom,
making us full of sweat and heat in the centrally
air-conditioned, expensive hotel suite.
    After that, both of us lay on the bed, breathless.
He then got up, and went to the bathroom, and so did
I. Both of us cleaned up and had a hot shower,
relaxing the tense muscles after the exercise.
    By now, his attitude towards me changed from that
of a dominating master towards a low-uniformed
servant/slut boy to that of a friendly elder brotherly
like towards his kid brother. He soaped me in the hot
relaxing shower, and so did I.
   After we had toweled each other, and were now fully
relaxed, I put on my uniform, and he his casual
clothes. Then he kissed me and thanked me for the
pleasure I had provided him during that time.
   He then sent for the room service, and ordered two
hot cappuccinos, that were extremely relaxing. A room
service waiter, who was also my friend brought it in
the room. This rich gentleman who had invaded me some
time ago tipped him a good amount. The waiter, my
friend then left.
    We had the hot coffee, and then talked about each
other, getting to know each other better. He gave me
his business card. He was a rich businessman of South
Africa, but of Indian origin, and had a diamond
business.
   He thanked me and also apologized to me for the
experience. He gifted me a diamond pendant, and also
tipped me a real good sum (two thousand rupees, my
half days salary, and kissed me on my lips as I left
his room after putting on my uniform.
    Then next day, I again enquired about him, but he
was gone, but had left with the receptionist, a letter
and a parcel for me. The parcel had a diamond bracelet
for me, and the letter promised me friendship forever,
and his address in Johannesburg.
    We always remained friends from then on, but he
never ever forced me again to have sex with him.