This story is about adult men having gay sex. If you enjoy the story, please donate to nifty.org. Dave A Bishop
The Hotel -- Part 1 -- Russell
I'm Dave. At the tender age of 35 I was left a run down hotel by an uncle. The hotel was in the seaside resort I live in, in the UK. The town in called Whitelake. Situated in a run-down part of town the hotel fitted in with its environment. My uncle had let the hotel to a couple that used it for cheap bed and breakfast. On the ground floor was the a desk in the hall and back office and kitchen, a lounge and a dining room. Upstairs on two floors were the rooms. The first floor had rooms with shared bathrooms and the second floor had rooms with en-suite bathrooms. The whole place was really run down and in need of some attention. At the end of the tourist season I gave the couple running it notice that I was taking it over and closing for refurbishment.
I also had a hotel that was of a similar size but in better condition and netted me a decent income. I had a couple of staff at my hotel who basically cooked breakfast, cleaned and covered for me when I wasn't available. They were a gay couple who had other part-time jobs and worked a number of hours for me to earn their accommodation. The system worked for us all and I really only needed other casual staff at the busiest time of the year or when they went on holiday. Their presence at my hotel gave me the opportunity to focus on the run-down place and plan what to do with it.
Our town has a thriving gay scene and there were already a lot of gay B&B's. My place was not close to the usual gay venues so I decided that I needed to find an alternative use. Whitelake attracts transient worker for the summer and other people who are more itinerant in nature. There are also a number of runaways and throwaways too. At the time the government and local authorities paid landlords directly the rent for people claiming housing benefit. Although the sum was small I could budget to let some of the rooms to young gays looking for temporary accommodation. I spent a little money on doing up the place, made the kitchen and downstairs rooms liveable, decorated and refurbished the upstairs too so that it was at least habitable.
Deciding on a "soft opening" I chose to advertise the rooms in the local gay venues for singles looking for overnight or longer accommodation starting at housing benefit rates and increasing for the better rooms on the second floor.
I decided that there would be house rules. Residents could only have guests in downstairs rooms and not bedrooms. There was to be no drugs at all -- anyone with drugs would be thrown out without notice. However, I also decided that guys going through a tough time would be supported and helped to access services.
Within 24 hours of letting it be known I was open I had people wanting to stay. The first to call was Russell. He was 24, dirty blond and slim. He had come to Whitelake looking for work but found none. Since then he was couch surfing. I interviewed him before accepting him and got him set up with the DHSS (as it was at the time) and the local authority for housing benefit to be paid directly to me. I told Russell that he would get breakfast but after that it was up to him. As he was going to be able to claim some benefit was going to be able to feed himself but not immediately until his money started to come through. He didn't tell me this until his money arrived but the poor guy had lived on my breakfast for 4 days as he had nothing else. I came in one afternoon to see him wolfing down a steak pie and chips that he'd bought at a takeaway and he told me it was his first meal other then breakfast. I asked him to call me when he had eaten. I took him through to my office to chat and he told me that he had been thrown out by his father for being gay. Since then he had tried to earn cash with casual jobs and hung around cruising areas to give blowjobs for cash. I told him that what he did outside the hotel was his own business but he was not to even think about bringing tricks back here or he would be out. He said that he had stopped doing that since moving in to the hotel as he could survive until his money came through. He asked me if I was gay and I told him so. He smiled and asked me if he could pay his rent! I said thanks but no because he needed to live a more normal life. I asked him about whether he had been checked out for STI's and he said not. I told him that I could help him get an appointment if he wanted and that it would be a good idea as he had been renting. "I only did blowjobs" he responded but I told him it would be a good idea if he had a full workout.
The following day I took him to the clinic for a full check-up. Once we were there he got a little nervous and asked me to accompany him to the appointment. I told him that if that was OK with the staff I would support him.
Russell was called in & I went with him. Russell said that I was a friend and that he was nervous. The staff said it was fine for me to stay but that I could leave at any time for example when they examined him. Russell blushed at the thought of an examination and I just said "Whatever is best Russ". Russell told them what he had been doing, he did very well and told them he had been renting. Naturally the staff didn't bat an eyelid but suggested that they take a full range of blood samples and swabs. Russ, by this time had simply become compliant and did as he was told. He was told that the results would be immediate but for one that would be a few days They had asked Russ for his mobile number but he hadn't got one so they were able to use mine.
The interview part went well and Russ was honest about what he had been doing and then they asked him if they could do swabs. I stood to leave but Russ asked me to stay. First they took throat swabs and then asked him to open his pants for the old "umbrella up the urethra" trick. He did well and didn't flinch I was able to see that he had a nice uncut cock that was soft about 4.5" to 5" and loose hanging balls. When he rolled over for the anal swab it all flopped over to one side. He did well and only blushed when we made eye contact! I gave one of those sympathetic, knowing smiles and just said, "Well Russ we've all be here before!" "You too?" he asked. "So you think I'm a 35 year old virgin?" Russ, the nurse and I laughed together. Russ's tests came back negative followed a few days later with the final all clear. When I told Russ about the final result that had come through on my phone he smiled, gave me a hug and thanked me. Even though his results were all clear I chose to go up to his room where he was resting. I knocked and he asked me to go in. I simply told him the result had come through and all was well. When he hugged and thanked me he held on for a little longer and smiled up at my face. "Dave, you've been really kind to me since I arrived here and I want to say thanks" and he gave me a little kiss on the cheek. I told him that he was a great guy and that I would have done the same for any friend. "Do you think of me as a friend?" he asked I replied that I was happy to help him and that since he'd arrived he had been a good tenant and I was happy he was here; that actually he was a friend even if a very new one. He held me again in a hug and didn't let go. I could see he had welled up and I ruffled his scruffy blond hair and kissed him again on the cheek.
Russ's hand fell down to my pants and he held my cock. He looked up and I looked down to his face and kissed him gently on the lips. His grip on my cock firmed a little as he squeezed me. Russ knelt in front of me and started open my pants. I held his hands to stop him and asked if he really wanted to do this. He looked up at me and said "this is for a friend" and he took my hard cock out of my pants. And started to suck me. After just a couple of minutes he held my cock in his mouth and started to unfasten his shirt. He took it off and for the first time I could see his slim, pale white, hairless chest with just a few wisps of hair from his navel going down to his pants. I placed my fingers on his nipples and firmly squeezed them, Russ moaned with pleasure and increased the suction. My foreskin had withdrawn and Russ was working hard on my cock head. He didn't try to deep-throat me but focussed on my head, ridge and banjo-string. I told him that I wouldn't be able to last long with this treatment so he pulled off me and said that we had better get naked then. At this point I was not going to say "no". Without hesitation Russ stripped naked and I could see that his 5" floppy was now a 6" hard drive. The foreskin had partially retracted and I reached down for him to stroke his cock and play with his balls. He stopped me and said that this one is for me. He had me sit on his bed and I reclined back, Russ engulfed my cock and started to suck like a demon. Moving quickly back and fro in his very wet mouth. At this speed I wouldn't last long but he slowed down until he simply held the head between his lips. Having knelt at the side he now got onto the bed with me between my knees and more gently worshipped my cock, nibbling the foreskin and running his tongue around inside. I knew he could taste my pre and he stopped to lick his lips. The amount of saliva he generated was huge and his face had become very wet. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand then went in to finish me off. With little effort he brought me off. I warned him that I was going to come but he swallowed and swallowed until I had nothing left to give. I went to embrace him with the intension of returning the favour but he stopped me and asked me if I would just lay with him whilst he jacked off. I told him that I would be happy to suck him but he said that he wanted to do it himself, that this one was just for me. I enjoyed watching him wank, his hand moved quickly over his cock head taking the foreskin with it. After only 2 minutes his head swelled and he groaned as he shot his load onto his belly. I ran my finger through it to take some into my mouth but he diverted my hand so he could lick it himself. I held him tight as we both came down from a high until we were ready to split apart. I thanked Russ for a great blowjob and he thanked me for the sperm donation!
Russ and I continued to play about for a few weeks, just sucking and wanking really. He never pressed for more and although I teased him for more, saying how great his ass looked and he didn't offer it to me and I didn't want to take advantage. After all it was his ass and if he wanted to keep it to himself that was his decision but I think he knew that I fancied fucking him.
One day, I came back to find Russ in the lounge waiting for me. He was upset and said that he had done something wrong. I asked his what it was and he immediately cried and said "please don't throw me out". I asked him what was this problem, he said that he had broken some cups in the kitchen, I went into the kitchen and saw a pile of broken cups. They had been on a tray and he had knocked it clumsily and they had fallen to the floor. "I'm really sorry, I was so clumsy. Please don't throw me out." without any anger or emotion I just said that they were only cups and could be replaced easily and he should be more careful.
Russ was still crying. I'd never seen him do this before and asked him why he was so upset about the cups. I dried his eyes with my thumbs and sat him down. He told me that when he was a boy his father would slap him hard across the face, even give him a back-hander for being naughty and that breaking the cups brought it all back. He had been waiting for me to come back and slap him. I told him that I would never get that angry with him that his father had been cruel to him, that we were both adults and adults didn't do that. Russ cried again saying that he needed to be punished. I was taken aback and said that was nonsense, that nobody needed to be punished. Russ said that he wanted me to punish him for his carelessness. "Please, Dave, will you spank me? I need to be spanked." I asked him that if I spanked him, would it change the nature of our friendship? He replied that it might, but it was what he wanted. I asked him if he wanted to be spanked now? He said that he wanted to be spanked and have control taken from him.
I told Russ to go to his room and remove his shoes and socks and wait for me there. His response was simply "Yes Sir" and disappeared. I thought about it as I was a novice at this and thought and even fantasised for a while as I made myself a coffee. After about 10 minutes I went upstairs to Russ. I didn't knock as I would normally do but walked straight in. Russ was sat, barefoot on his bed. I looked at him and said "Don't you stand when I come into your room?" He shot to his feet with holding his hands in front of him. "put your hands by your side and tell me why you want me here" I said sharply. "Please Sir, I've been naughty and need to be spanked." "Spanked" I echoed "Is that all?" "Please Sir, what ever you want that I have I will give it to you." I told him to strip to the waist and told him that I wanted his entire body and nothing belonged to him any more". Russ obediently stripped of his t-shirt and stood looking at the floor. I took hold of his hand and held it out and curtly asked Russ, "what's this?" He looked at me confused and replied "My hand". I slapped his hand hard and said, "wrong, its not your hand now it belongs to me. Tell me again, what is this?" "your hand sir" he replied, "Better" I said and took his other hand and did the same. For a second time he got the question wrong and I slapped it hard and repeated the question. Russ learned quickly that I was now in control. I turned him sideways to me and stroked the right side of his back. I asked him what it was and he told me it was my back. I asked him if it was mine what could I do with it. "Please sir, its yours do what you want" I sat on his bed and put him across my knew and slapped his back making the sides red. I could see my hand-prints on his sides where I had landed them. Russ laid quietly across my knee until I was satisfied. I told Russ to stand and strip naked. He got up and took off his jeans. For the first time I saw his legs, slim with just a little hair on his shins, his thighs were smooth and hung loosely out of his boxers. Again I turned him sideways and stroked his left shin, the skin was soft underneath that light dusting of hair. Again whilst stroking his shin I asked what it was. This time he thought he'd got it right and said "your leg sir". I rattled his shin several times like an old fashioned school teacher would a primary schoolboy and told him to be more specific. "My shin sir, my shin" again I rattled it and said "try again boy". "Your shin, sir your shin" he gave me. Once again I repeated for the other shin and he got it right. He still had on his boxers but I still had access to his thighs. I was starting to really enjoy this and I could see from Russ's boxers tat he was too. I spend more time stroking his thighs. They were totally smooth and the skin was soft on the outer side and softer still on the inner. I spanked them and reddened them and stroked them more feeling the warmth of the skin. I could also feel Russ had started to tremble with anticipation. As I continued stroking his thigh Russ asked me if he should take off his boxers. I simply nodded my approval. He pulled them down to reveal his pretty 6" hard cock, his foreskin was drawn back and his balls were hanging loose. He had a decent amount of dark blond pubic hair above his cock with a few wisps only heading north, the was nothing on his shaft and only a few hairs on his nuts. I spun him round to check out his ass. Again smooth as I would have expected, his ass was very pale and slim, I gently touched him around the hips and smoothed over his buttocks. The skin was exquisitely smooth and without blemish I stroked and smooth for some time just enjoying the feel of him. All the time Russ remained hard and I could see a bead of pre cum had formed. I decided that the ass would be spanked last and chose to focus on his cock. I spun him round to face me and held his cock and asked "What's this?" Russ looked at me as replied "Your cock sir, it's yours" I smiled at him and said that he was learning quickly, he smiled at me and I brought my hand down hard on his cock head with a firm slap. This took Russ by surprise but his cock stayed hard. "Good boy" I said and then held his nuts firmly and pulled them away from his body. Russ flexed his knees and looked very worried and said "Please sir, don't hit your balls sir, they're yours but please don't hit them, please." he begged. I held them firmly and continued to pull the forward stretching the scrotum smooth. Whilst he was whimpering I gave each ball a quick finger flick. Not too hard but enough to get his attention and the let them go. Russ's hands leapt to protect them and I said "Never forget, boy, that those balls are mine to do as I wish. If I want to hit them I will." I slapped his hand away and pulled them tight again. Once again his knees bent to accommodate the stretching and I used his nuts as a lead to walk him round a bit until I got back to his bed and sat down. It was my turn to strip so I took of all my clothes. My cock was as hard as a nail, I looked at Russ and simply said, "Across me knees boy".
Russ got down as instructed with his head pointing to my left giving my right hand access to his ass. I laced my left hand over his back to hold him in places and now spent time touching a stroking his ass. Russ's cock was stuck down between my thighs and I could feel a wetness there from his leaking pre cum and I knew he could feel my cock poking into his left side. I smoothed over his ass for a few minutes lovingly stroking whilst I appreciated its smooth softness until I asked him "what's this, boy?" he said, "Its your ass, sir, its your ass." I spanked very hard and with each syllable said, "Ass -- is -- a - rude -- word -- boy -- tell -- me -- a -- gain, - what -- is -- this?" "It's my bottom sir, oh no, sorry sir, its your bottom, sir" he panicked and I beat his ass strongly making it very red indeed. At this point Russ's legs stiffened behind him and I could feel his cum spray onto my legs. I waited until he'd finished cumming and stood him up, looking at his sperm on my hairy legs I told him to clean up the mess. He went to get a cloth and I stopped him with "Where are you going boy, clean it up with your mouth" Russ got down on his knees and vacuumed up his spunk. Whilst he was there he took the opportunity to dust off my cock too which was still rock hard. "Sir, may I suck out your spunk too?" he asked. I said no and to get back over my knee. He smiled and said that he thought I'd finished with him. I looked at my hard cock and asked "Do I look as if I'm finished, boy?" he got back down across my knee and said, "Please, if you want to beat my ass more I can take it" and relaxed onto me. I reminded him that it was not "his ass", but "my bottom" with a few more slaps and a bit more stroking. The initial redness he had before had faded back to the pale white skin and his buttocks were as beautiful ass ever.
Now I was ready for more and pushed his right leg away from him until his knee fell to the side. I clamped my left hand down into his cleft and onto his asshole and asked "What is this, boy?" Russ quivered and quietly replied "It's your little hole, sir, if you want it". I continued to gently stroke the hole which had got warm and a little sweaty during his spanking. This gave me enough moisture to firmly press over and feel it. Gently rubbing it I could feel it relax and open. "Sir, are you wanting a "spank" my little hole?" Russ questioned. I simply patted it gently and said "If you're giving it to me then I don't want to spank it." Russ wriggled on my knee as I continued to tease his hole. "Sir, I have something for you to use if I can get up." I released him and he got up unsteadily and went to a draw and got out a tube of lube. He then did something showing his total submission to me. He knelt before me and asked me to apply some to him but in doing so leaned forward and holding the tube above his head took my cock head into his mouth and gently held it. This boy knew what he was doing. As I touch his hole his tongue started work on my cock. If I paused, he paused. I could feel him opening and pressed gently into him, he went deeper onto my cock. The more I worked his hole, the more he worked my cock. I went deeper, he went deeper yet he was still not nose to hair. I leaned forward and tried to reach his prostate, as I hit it and massaged it I could feel his nose hard in my pubes and he gurgled as he took me deep. I decided that it was time and removed my finger form him. Red faced and covered in spit he came up for air. I stood up, looked at his bed and firmly said "On your face boy". Russ simply got down onto the mattress and said "Please sir, take your bottom and fill it, make me take your spunk and use me". I got on top of him and with my legs either side used my fingers to spread his buttocks and gently entered him. Russ moaned as I plumbed deep into him in one slow, firm motion. I was balls deep straight away, Russ reached back and held me into him. "Please let me get used to you in me" he said and I held firm. I could feel him pulsating around me, not the kind where you've gone in too quickly and the ass is in spasm but that slow, controlled milking way where the boy is getting used to the feeling. Russ gave me the OK and I started pumping into him, short strokes at first and his hand would come back to my ass to encourage or slow me down. Every so often he would pause me deep in him to clench on me a savour the feeling. Despite the pauses I wouldn't able to last long. Russ said that the internal pressure on his prostate and rubbing his cock on the bed were getting him close too. I asked Russ how he wanted to cum and he said on his side so he could wank whilst I fucked him. Slowly I got off him and he rolled onto his left side and drew his knees up. I got behind him and re-entered. Russ arched his back, pushed onto me then took hold of his cock. I held onto his hips to start and he asked if we could go for broke -- fast. I fucked him quick and hard, he made guttural noises and pumped his cock firmly. Within seconds Russ came and his pulsating hole drew my orgasm too and I shot my load deep in him. Our sweaty bodies stuck together and it was a couple of minutes before I softened and slipped out of him. We still spooned until I suggested we have a shower and clean up. Russ said that he had never had such an intense session and had loved it. I told him that I'd never done domination before and that I enjoyed it too and came so hard at the end. We both decided that we would fantasise about other scenarios and perhaps have another go.