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Gay Confessions
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Gay Male / 35
Out of school and without any means of support I took a job working as a night porter in a hotel. The job was really not very good and there wasn't much business so the tips were bad, but I did have a job. The night desk manager was a man from the Middle East. He was a nasty fuck, and he treated me like dirt.
One night I caught him masturbating behind the front desk. He had this rag he was using. He was embarrassed and he offered to let me join in, we would masturbate each other. He was an expert, he took my meat in his hand and he had me going. He loved playing with me, but it took a while before I got used to holding him by his stick and wanking him off. But, it didn't matter, he would wank me off every night and then he started licking it, and then he got down and took it all in his mouth.
I got to the point where I liked having my meat out, so he could touch it, wank on it and suck it. He had his meat, which he insisted that I treat the same, took a lot for me to get down and put that thing in my mouth and suck him good. But all is fair and love and war, and if I wanted it, I had to give back.
It was a good while, several weeks at least, before he started hinting that he wanted some arse as well. Well finally, not knowing how to get out of the problem, I leaned up against the front desk and he got on with getting his meat in me. Well, what do you know, that was not as bad as it seemed. I loved it and it became part of the night time activities.
Someone smarter than us should have suspected something because they told me they had found a night porter to take my place and I could work the morning shift when people checked out. I stayed on as a night porter, and we kept it up. After a good long time, many months into our thing at the hotel, he invited me up to his place, a small flat.
He wanted it all naked there, not a stitch on, he took his time, I serviced him well to get going, I had never had a chance to go for it with his pants on, but now I could swallow as much as I could. By then I was comfortable with his meat in my mouth. I could have gone on and gotten him to let it all out in my mouth, but he had me there and we set up for a great fuck. For a small man he was big, and what a great fuck it was, that morning in his flat, he was able to get it all in and he did what I liked the best, a slow long, fuck in and fuck out, and fuck in until he filled me up.
Great memories, really. Lousy job.
One night I caught him masturbating behind the front desk. He had this rag he was using. He was embarrassed and he offered to let me join in, we would masturbate each other. He was an expert, he took my meat in his hand and he had me going. He loved playing with me, but it took a while before I got used to holding him by his stick and wanking him off. But, it didn't matter, he would wank me off every night and then he started licking it, and then he got down and took it all in his mouth.
I got to the point where I liked having my meat out, so he could touch it, wank on it and suck it. He had his meat, which he insisted that I treat the same, took a lot for me to get down and put that thing in my mouth and suck him good. But all is fair and love and war, and if I wanted it, I had to give back.
It was a good while, several weeks at least, before he started hinting that he wanted some arse as well. Well finally, not knowing how to get out of the problem, I leaned up against the front desk and he got on with getting his meat in me. Well, what do you know, that was not as bad as it seemed. I loved it and it became part of the night time activities.
Someone smarter than us should have suspected something because they told me they had found a night porter to take my place and I could work the morning shift when people checked out. I stayed on as a night porter, and we kept it up. After a good long time, many months into our thing at the hotel, he invited me up to his place, a small flat.
He wanted it all naked there, not a stitch on, he took his time, I serviced him well to get going, I had never had a chance to go for it with his pants on, but now I could swallow as much as I could. By then I was comfortable with his meat in my mouth. I could have gone on and gotten him to let it all out in my mouth, but he had me there and we set up for a great fuck. For a small man he was big, and what a great fuck it was, that morning in his flat, he was able to get it all in and he did what I liked the best, a slow long, fuck in and fuck out, and fuck in until he filled me up.
Great memories, really. Lousy job.


