I walked into the room and as promised, there he was, laid out wriggling, the young guy who checked me into the hotel. I had been checking him out, a hot young black guy, about twenty three, dark skinned, full lips, braids. His name tag had said "Jalen" and he wore khakis and the red hotel polo shirt. Now he was stripped completely naked, muscular arms shacked back and up, legs and juicy thighs tied up trying to kick secured by ropes to his ankles that connected in a tight line to the arm shackles. He was place where the TV usually would have been, but this was much more entertaining.
He was smooth, clean shaven, no tattoos. His full lips were moving around a fat red ball gag and he was trying to protest. He had dark curly pubes and his ripe balls hung above a virgin hole. His cock was thick, uncut, and fat, but flaccid. He just struggled and moaned into his gag as I approached. His chest rose with his rapid breathing, dark soft round nipples rising with it. His pecs were defined and the nipples were like dark quarters. The boy was fit, his thighs tensed as he desperately tried to bring his legs together and hide his vulnerable cock and ass, but they were exposed there just for me.
While I had leered at him only about forty minutes earlier, the manager of the hotel came up to me, an older Asian man, and called me out. Embarrased I began making excuses but he held up a hand and guided me to a back room. He introduced himself as Mr. Cheng and said the hotel catered to every guest desire, and he was willing to cater to this one for me. I was shocked, but turned on. "Wait, he's a prostitute?" Cheng shook his head, "No, but he's for sale. He doesn't know it but we hire all kinds of hot young men like that for guests, they all have bad employment records, are terrible employees, and when a man eyes them I'm happy to serve them up. I have more muscular, loyal, and helpful employees who help. The pretty young straight dumb ones...they're for this." I shifted, "So it's not...he won't...want..." Cheng nodded, "Who cares what a straight man wants? Especially a cocky little asshole like that.
I didn't know what to say. "I mean, I paid a lot, I don't really want to shell out even for that." Cheng looked at me, "No charge, I do this because I like to. It's my pleasure, and I could tell you were like minded, the way you looked at him, like a piece of meat. Well, now you can dig in. Have a drink at the bar and everything in your room will be ready when you get there."
It was amazing, I had always wanted to fuck a straight virgin hole and here it was. I still couldn't believe it. Mr. Cheng would be getting a lot of referrals from me, form a specific set of friends. The young man's biceps bulged as he tried to yank his wrists free, it did not work. I reached out and ran a hand over his chest and tweaked on of his soft nipples, he growled and struggled. His voice was deep and rumbled in his chest. I moved the hand down over his abs, and through his pubes to his cock. I played with it, jerking the meat, playing with the foreskin, fondling the balls. The boy was embarrassed and turned his head, furious and humiliated. I kept going until he couldn't help but stiffen and a played with his body, using him like a video game until his cock grew into a full erection that curved to the right. He had a swollen purple cock head that peaked out his soft foreskin. "Bet you were popular." He tried to say something, eyes narrowed in defiance, but I ignored that.
I unzipped and stripped down. Jalen watching me expose myself, erection and all, some nervousness seeping into the arrogant defiance. He worked his hands, paler palms moving as he wriggled his fingers nervously. It was fun watching the muscular young lad try to stay strong when he was clearly about to get fucked. Literally.
"Mr. Cheng said you were a shitty employee, hopefully you're clean here anyway." I reached down and examined the tight dark spinchter, closed tight. I played with his juicy bubble butt as I examined. He was definitely straight, I sniffed taking in his musk and moved a finger against his hole and pushed. He shook with rage as I entered him, a little first, then down to the knuckle. I felt him warm and wriggling as he yelled while I violated him. I only got harder.
I slipped another finger in, took it out clean. Good. I wondered if he was already of if Cheng had seen to it. There was a line dispenser nearby, I pumped some into my erection. Jalen struggled and bucked as I moved in, I bent down and ran a tongue over his curved cock. Then I pressed my cock head against his bud, and pushed in. His sphincter slid tight against my shaft as I slid into him, warm and tight. He shuddered and looked away again as I entered him. I thrust and fucked, loving every minute, he was the tightest I had ever had. His dark body pitched back and forth as I fucked, cheeks hugging me as he tried to force me out, only to relax as I slid in father and he shrieked. His pecs bounced as he was forced back against the wall from the fucking. He had good deep screams.
I fucked into him for what felt like forever. His big black member swung against him as he pitched. His head slammed on the wall behind him. He teared up, I was sure he was throbbing from the ordeal. I had to admit, his pained expression, watering eyes, sexy body breaking into a sweat while he took my cock...it turned me on more than ever before. I gripped his sides and pulled into him deeper and harder. He yelped and shook his head in furious disbelief. How could a strong masculine guy like him come to this? I didn't know either, but I was thrilled about it.
I kept going until I couldn't anymore, and gushed inside him. I shuddered and made eye contact as I ejaculated into him. His eyes were pathetic and bloodshot, glistening with tears. I stayed there inside him a while, and played with his body. While I was inside him I place my hands on his big feet, light soles on dark skin, and held them taking in the vision of slick sweaty fuck muscles before me. I gripped his sinewy tendoned feet, playing with his toes and just enjoying his body beneath me. Then I finally pulled out, and went to take a shower.
When I came back cum was dribbling from his hole, pearly white against his dark black ass. It crossed my mind that I had no limits, Cheng hadn't said anything but that he was a complimentary part of my stay. I lit a cigarette and blew smoke in his face, and pulled up a chair. "You were so tight, your pussy was great." He snorted and tried to speak again, slobbering down his chin to his chest. I'm sure he didn't like his tight ass being referred to as a pussy. "You're so smooth, and soft for a straight bitch." He just stared at the ceiling in steely anger. I puffed and walked around him, enjoying the sight of a humiliated straight muscle pig reduced to this. I could get used to it.
"I wonder what he will do with you when I leave? Sell you? Blackmail you back to the front desk?" He seemed to consider his future for the first time. "He might just fucking kill you, but I don't think it's getting that dark." He whimpered, looking scared. I ashed into his pubes, his cock had gotten shorter and flaccid again. I was sitting right in front of his hole, still slick with cum and sweat. I smoked and stared at his slightly used sphincter. "I'm definitely going to have a go again when I wake up, and if you make too much noise while I sleep, I'll out these all out on those balls." His eyes widened and he struggled again.
"What a sexy bull you are, maybe he'll make you a cum cow and pump that thick black meat until you go dry." I mused and enjoyed thinking about all the possible fates of the fuck toy formerly known as Jalen. "Before I go to bed let's feed you." I placed a hand under his ass and used the other to reach in and finger out some cum, the boy moaned and struggled as I got enough to fill my hand. I brought it to his face and made him sniff it, grabbing his braided head and holding it up to his broad nose. Then a slid it in the sides of the ball gag. He coughed and tried to reject it, but I got some in. His throat swallowed, he just went still, giving up a bit. "There," I patted his abs, "Now you got some protein. It's gonna be a great weekend." I snapped a few pictures of him, different angles. Face, ass, cock, full body. I realized I would want to remember this. I retired to bed and slept well, falling asleep to soft sobbing from my weekend toy.
I cancelled most of my plans, using Jalen instead. I fucked him multiple times, made him cum, used him. I called Cheng and got the ball gag changed out for an o ring and fucked his face and throat too. By check out he was just sweat, muscle, and cum. I think his mind broke and I lost some interest when those brown eyes lost their fight. I plucked some of his pubes to keep as a momento.
When I got to the front desk I was checked out by Mr. Cheng. He asked how my stay was and I told him it was fantastic. I looked at the check in next to me, a fat older black man being checked in by a hot Latin man with a mustache and a name tag reading "Josué." The black man looked and Cheng, who nodded. I smiled and Cheng and as I left he stopped me. He ran in back and handed me a bag, then went to talk to Josué, who followed him into the office.
I got into my truck and opened the bag. It had a used pair of boxer briefs and a name tag, "Jalen." I would definitely be staying here again. Soon.
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