The Teller
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Let me begin by introducing myself. My name is
Thomas,
and I’m just an ordinary guy;
not bad looking, but no Mister
America. I’m usually not the sort of lover to kiss and
tell,
but being a good judge of
character, I can tell you’re a man
who really appreciates the meaning of true passion;
passion
so intense you think your
cock is going to explode. So for
you
I’ll make an exception.
I have to warn you, talking
about cock sucking and ass
fucking
really makes me horny. I’ve got a nice piece of meat
between my legs, one I think you would enjoy
seeing, so I
know you won’t be
offended if at some heated moment I take it
out and jack off. Feel free to do the same. In fact,
please
do. I’d love to watch you
stroke that beautiful cock of
yours.
Anyway, now on with my story.
I was traveling on business. I’d been on the
road for a
couple of weeks and was
feeling quite lonely. He was between
eighteen and twenty, a bellboy at the hotel where I was
staying. He was fucking gorgeous, tall and lean
with a baby
face, and hair the color
of sunshine. As he carried my
baggage
to my room our eyes were all over each other. He
didn’t say much, he didn’t have too. I could sense he
was
almost as horny as I was. It was
all I could do to keep my
hands off
of him. After he sit down my luggage, wanting to
make sure he would remember me, I gave him a very
generous
tip.
He seemed
to me to be the accommodating sort, one who
took his job seriously. He was the Boy Scout type,
very
conscientious, one who would
freely place himself at the
beckoned
call of the guests. Still, most hotels have strict
rules prohibiting the staff from engaging in any sort
of
promiscuous behavior with a guest.
I didn’t want to do
anything that
might get this sweet, young bellboy into
trouble, but at the same time I was dying to rip off
his
cloths and ravage him.
Not wanting to appear obvious, I waited awhile
before
calling down to the desk with
a request for some fresh
towels.
While waiting to see if that big tip was going to
pay off, I ran myself a bath, undressed, and laid back
in the
warm, fluid embrace of
fragrant bubbles. The anticipation of
the bellboy’s arrival filled me with hopeful fantasy.
My heart skipped a beat when I heard a knock on the
door. Knowing if he thought the room was
unoccupied he would
use his pass key
to leave the towels on the foot of the bed,
I choose not to reply.
I heard him
enter. Standing just inside the door, he
called out. “Bellboy. Sir, I have your towels.”
From the steamy confines of the small bathroom I
answered him. “Yes. Thank you. Could you please
bring them
to me?” I’d left the
bathroom door ajar, but even at my
invitation he was at first reluctant to invade my privacy.
“It’s all right,” I said. “Bring them right on
in.” I
tingled from head to foot when
the door finally swung back on
its
hinges.
The second I saw him standing in the
doorway my pisshole
began to weep.
His slight build and angelic face were
heaven sent, but the feature that impressed me most was
the
growing bulge between his long
legs.
With a shy demeanor he placed the towels on the
back of
the commode. My heart sank as
he turned away, prepared to
take his
leave. The desires instigated by our mutual
attraction for one another deserved better than
this.
“What’s your name?” I asked.
He stopped, and with the
most kissable lips I’d ever
seen, his
mouth curled to form a seductive smile, he
introduced himself. “My friends call me, Wil,” he
replied.
His voice was soft and
timid.
“I’m Thomas, Wil. There’s no need for you
to rush off.
These long, lonely trips
away from home make a man lonesome
for his friends. I don’t want to get you into any trouble,
but I would appreciate having your company,
even if it’s only
for a little
while.”
Wil nodded. “I think I understand,” he
said. “It so
happens I just finished
my shift. I suppose I could stay and
talk for awhile.”
He said he understood, but I
wondered? Did he really
know how much
I longed to caress he smooth, ivory skin? He
didn’t appear to be naive in nature. He had to know I
had
ulterior motives for wanting him
to stay.
Wil looked away as I slowly stood up and
shamelessly
revealed my nakedness.
But it didn’t take long for his
coyness to succumb to curiosity. The blue of his eyes were
like hot encompassing fires as they descended
to marvel at my
throbbing manhood.
Looking into the crystalline portals of
his eyes allowed me to read his innermost thoughts, and
they
were thoughts of smoldering male
lust.
Taking
my time, allowing the handsome bellboy ample time
to visually explore my engorged, seven—and—a—half—inch
cock,
I again revered the cut of his
pants. The ruttish flexing of
his
concealed tool conveyed a very urgent message. The sight
of him made my lips and tongue sizzle with
desire. The blood
of my lust, like
molten iron, continued to flow through the
shaft of my thick, elongated rod. The fire of passion
burnt
hotter and hotter until my
entire body ached for the gentle
caress of this young man’s long, slender fingers.
Still mesmerized by his youthful charms, hoping he
would
cast aside any foolish modesty
and bestow upon me the
magnificence
of his body, I offered to share my bath with
him.
My offer seemed to come as no
surprise to him. He
blushed slightly,
but said nothing. He just started
taking off his cloths. With a joy that was almost gleeful,
I
watched as he shed his cloths, a
stitch at a time, until he
stood
before me completely naked.
Wil’s youthful
body was not heavily laden with muscle,
but he possessed a well proportioned physique. His skin
was
as soft on the eyes as rose
petals to the touch. Except for
a
dense patch of manly wool nestling the root of his stiff,
six-inch cock, his firm body glimmered like
polished marble.
As Wil came closer his erect wand
swayed from thigh to
thigh, back and
forth like a pendulum. I could not help but
fall prey to the hypnotic spell cast by his sexual
charisma.
It took my breath away when
he reached out and began kneading
the
hairy curvatures of my fibrous pecs. Thumping furiously,
my heart clamored against the inner wall of my
chest. The
rippling cords of
abdominal muscle tightened in my belly as
his soft hands slithered down my damp torso. Wil
cooed
passionately as he coiled his
fingers around the fat, vein
laden
shaft of my pulsating cock.
Invigorated with
lustful yearning, I ran my fingers
through the bellboy’s locks of neatly groomed, blond hair.
He was the ideal melding of sensuous
attributes, and I found
him
hopelessly irresistible. I bent down and licked his
tits. The responsive buds of his taut, brown
nipples
blossomed beneath the tip of
my salivating tongue. The
pungent
flavor of his delectable sweat motivated me to
partake of the more striking offering jutting up from
his
groin.
Wil puled
lasciviously as I knelt down and drew his cock
between my slippery lips. His thighs quaked as I
tongued the
joyous tears of acute
arousal from the tip of his soggy
foreskin. Gently, I pulled back the supple flesh
concealing
the head of his organ and
took his naked knob into my mouth.
My
tongue was soon seething in the brininess of his plump,
purple fruit.
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