We had two shifts, 8 till 11 in the morning, with guests checking out, and 3 till 7, with new people arriving. We weren't off duty between times, there was a phone on the desk to call us. Harry and I started to hang out together. Like me, he was very gregarious, with a wicked smile and a filthy sense of humour. He said he'd had a few girlfriends, but never anything serious.
One evening at 8pm after work, we had a drink in the hotel bar. I caught him staring at my bulge, "Like what you see?" He blushed, so I knew I had hit a nerve. "Would you like to see my dick?" A forthright question brought an honest answer, "I'm not gay, but that bulge looks amazing". The place was empty, apart from the barman, who I already had my eyes on. We went to the toilets and I dropped my trousers. With no underwear, my cock sprang out, rapidly rising to attention. "Okay, show me yours", I demanded. Harry dropped his trousers and Nike boxers to reveal an erect uncut penis about 6.5" "Not bad, perfect for sucking", and with that, I knelt on the floor and gave him a blow job. He didn't last long, and came in buckets. "Your turn to return the favour" "I'm not sure, as I said, I'm not gay, and it's too big anyway". I pushed on his shoulders and he had no option to have a go. He got 3 or 4 inches it and nature took over. I held on to his head and face fucked him, ramming more dick down his throat, making him gag. Feeling my balls rising, I finished off by wanking over his face. "That's disgusting", he complained. 'Wait till I get it inside you', I thought to myself. We tidied ourselves up and went back to the bar, where the barman gave us a knowing look. I noticed Harry still had some cum on his chin.
Some days later, we were in the bar again, getting a little pissed. With no one else around, the barman decided to close. We went to go to our rooms, but I followed Harry into his. With the door shut, I dropped my trousers, "Want some more of this?" I asked, giving my dick a tug. "I told you I'm not gay". "Well, we'll have to see". I held his head and kissed him, worming my tongue into his mouth. After a few seconds he responded and the kiss became more passionate. Feeling for his knob, he was hard and clearly wanted seeing to. We kissed some more and I ran my hand inside his underwear and felt for his hole. "What the fuck are you doing?" he demanded, as I rubbed his ring. I just carried on kissing him and forcing my finger inside him. "Ow, that fucking hurts". After a while he stopped resisting, resigned to his fate. I walked him backwards to his bed and sat him down. Dropping my trousers, I told him to suck me, which he was quite happy to do. "Okay", I said, "Now get undressed". He obediently did so, and I was pleased to see he had an erection. I undressed myself and pushed him backwards across the bed. Retrieving a small tube of lube, I threw it on the pillow. "What's that?" "It'll make it easier to fuck you". "You're doing no such thing. I'm not letting your big cock anywhere near me" I climbed on top of him and held him down, kissing him and grinding my body into his until he relented. Kissing my way down his body, I gave him head, and lifted his legs up and rimmed him. He groaned. Getting the lube out, I squirted some on my index finger and inserted it. He moaned some more and his cock twitched. I knew I had him at my mercy. A second finger went in and he seeped precum. Putting loads of lube on myself, I positioned my cock against his ring and pushed. In one movement I was buried inside. He let out a cry, "Ow, that fucking hurt", so I waited for him to adjust to the size of my cock. He had lost his virginity and his erection. I wanked him hard again and began to pump slowly, gathering pace as he jerked. After a while he buckled and shot his load, so I thrust some more, breeding him. "that was painful to start with, but I enjoyed it more than I thought I would". From then on we had sex several times a week.
One day, two gay guys checked in, and after booking them in and giving them the key card, they thanked me and went to the lift. A while later, I went round to tidy the lobby, and found a set of car keys on the floor. Guessing they belonged to the couple, so I went to their room and knocked. A minute later, one of them opened the door with a towel wrapped loosely round his waist. Behind him, his boyfriend was naked on the bed with a hard on. "Sorry to disturb you when you're obviously in the middle of having sex, but are these yours?" and I held out the keys. As he went to take them, the towel dropped to the floor. his dick was still in a semi. "You're a very handsome guy, if I wasn't working, I'd love to have sex with both of you". We are here for two more nights on business. We would be happy to see you tomorrow evening".
Next evening I showered and made sure I was clean inside and out. I've only ever topped, but knew it would happen one day. At 8pm I knocked on their door. It was answered by one of them in the nude, already hard. Behind him on the bed, the other guy was caressing a whopper of a cock, even bigger and fatter than mine. With the door shut, we kissed and he undressed me, complimenting me on the size of my dick. On the bed I nestled between them, kissing each in turn. We gave each other head. The guy with the big dick was clearly the boss, controlling the situation. In the end, I lubed one guy up and mounted him. The man with the weapon got behind me and I felt lube on my hole. 'Fuck', I thought, A taste of my own medicine, this is gonna hurt'. I breathed deeply and waited. He held my hips and pushed, forcing me forward and opening me up to the max. It took a while to get used to being in a sandwich, but we found a rhythm and it was fun fucking while being shafted at the same time. He came, but the bloke behind me was a stayer. His boyfriend moved off the bed and watched us shag. I had my legs on his shoulders and he banged harder and harder, precum dribbling out of me. "Okay, go for it", he said, so I jerked like mad. I didn't know I had that much spunk in me as it splattered everywhere. "I'm gonna....." and he trailed off as he pulsed into me. I now knew what it was like to be on the receiving end, and I loved it, thinking that I'll let Harry fuck me next time.
