Date: Sat, 11 Apr 2009 07:34:56 -0800 From: Oral Litener Subject: HOTEL TIMES 3 Disclaimer: The people and events described here are completely fictional. This story involves young boys, nudity and graphically depicts preteen and adult / preteen sexual situations. If this offends you, or if there are laws in your area prohibiting you from reading this type of story...you should go somewhere else. If you choose to stay and read, I hope you enjoy the story. This is the third part of "HOTEL TIMES"; if you enjoy my stories, I would love to hear from you at orallite@inbox.com. =============================================== From: HOTEL TIMES 2: Just five minutes later, with a big sloppy kiss on Timmy's forehead and a pat on his now properly clothed bubble butt, Gordon sent Timmy on his way. Gordon knew now that having this horny kid all to himself was an impossibility but he felt great satisfaction from moments like this: watching the beautiful boy pad down the hall toward the elevator -- knowing that tomorrow was another day and tomorrow may give him another chance to have Timmy all for himself -- if only for an hour or so. =========================== HOTEL TIMES 3 Timmy arrived in the security office at 5:30 the next morning right after his dad had left for an early meeting. Gordon wasn't in the control room so Timmy cracked open the door to Gordon's private apartment. There was Gordon, in bed with his back to the door, naked as usual and snoring softly. Timmy stripped his clothes off and approached his best friend -- planning perhaps a sneak attack, just jumping on him or maybe putting his cock (already erect) in his ear (the mouth, he reasoned, would be too dangerous when Gordon was sleeping). He had just decided to pounce when he noticed something -- an extra bare foot in the bed, a light brown foot -- sticking out from between Gordon's legs! Timmy's brows dropped as he narrowed his eyes and moved slowly and quietly around the foot of the bed. The extra bare foot, Timmy soon discovered, was attached to a brown leg and that to a small, plump and equally bare light brown butt and another leg which, now at the corner of the bed, Timmy could see had been hidden, nestled against Gordon's left leg. The smooth looking, slim brown back finally led to a mop of black hair. At first, Timmy was upset! He had assumed Gordon was all his; he had assumed that Gordon wouldn't even consider sleeping with any boy but him. Timmy slowly walked back toward the Control Room door and collected his clothes on the way but then he remembered James. Gordon wasn't dumb -- he probably knew that James and him had had sex; in the back of his mind he imagined that Gordon might even have been watching, although he had never told him that. 'So if I can fool around with someone.' Timmy thought, 'I can't be mad at Gordon fooling around with this brown-skinned boy. And maybe,' he thought, 'since I brought James up here the three of us were all naked in his bed he won't mind if I just jump in bed with him and his new friend.' Timmy dropped his clothes where he was standing and moved, quietly, back to the bed. He walked back around to the side where the boy was laying, cuddled up to Gordon, and he slipped onto the bed. Timmy was nervous, as he always was when he knew he was being naughty, but he didn't let that stop him. Timmy moved right up against the soft warm body of the brown-skinned boy and, since they were about the same size, Timmy's boner wound up right against the boy's butt crack. Timmy then put his arm around the boy and caressed his chest and tummy and then, slowly but surely, his hand moved down to explore the boy's genitals. His cock was different! Timmy could not feel the puffy head, it seemed to just come to a point. He felt lower and there was the normal nut sack with two little pea-sized nuts inside. Back to the cock, Timmy was feeling around when suddenly there was movement. Within a second the boy had turned completely around and was now tummy-to-tummy with Timmy. (author's note: Now don't you wish you were "tummy-to-tummy with Timmy" -- I certainly do!) The boy didn't smile at first, he just looked very confused. To Timmy he looked very exotic (although Timmy didn't know that word), he had the sharp features of people who Timmy had seen in videos -- people from other countries where they didn't wear many clothes and they did dances with their hips. "Who are you and what are you doing in my room?" the exotic looking boy asked Timmy. Now it was Timmy's turn to be confused. 'Hmmm,' Timmy thought, 'He sure doesn't sound like he's from a foreign country. Then what the boy said finally hit him. "Did you say "your room? This is Gordon's room! And I'm always invited here." "Gordon?" the boy said, obviously surprised. "Who . . ." and then it hit him, "Oh my God, I forgot! Gordon!" Then he looked behind him to see the naked Gordon behind him. "I'm so sorry I forgot where I was and then I felt this hand touching my prick and I freaked." He then looked down and saw that Timmy, from what he could see from this close, was naked and then he finally realized that he could feel Timmy's boner rubbing up against his own morning erection. "Are you Gordon's son?" "No!" Timmy said casually. "Just a friend. The boy giggled; "Must be a CLOSE friend!" Timmy smiled and, per Gordon's instructions, admitted nothing and added a lie he had used before: "Actually, Gordon's my Uncle and he's seen me naked since I was born so its no big deal!" "Oh!" The boy said, "He didn't tell me he had a nephew in the hotel." "Well we try to keep it secret," Timmy said in a low voice so the manager doesn't find out." "Oh!" The boy said, not really understanding why Gordon would be in trouble for having his nephew in the hotel. "So what's your name?" Timmy asked. "Benjie!" The boy answered. "What's yours?" "I'm Timmy. Can I ask you something Benjie?" "Sure, go ahead." Benjie replied. "What's wrong with your wiener? It doesn't feel like . . . uhhh, like normal." Benjie laughed; a very musical laugh that made Timmy smile. "You wouldn't believe," he finally responded, "how many times kids have asked me that after they've seen me in the showers or locker room at school." Timmy didn't like answers to questions that weren't really answers but he allowed it by saying nothing and waiting. "There's nothing wrong with my ratbu, it's . . ." Benjie started to say but Timmy cut him off with a laugh. "What did you call it?" Timmy, still chuckling, finally said. "Ratbu," Benjie repeated but this time he also had to smile. "Its a dirty Filipino word for dick; my Grandfather taught me that. "So why does your ratbu (giggle) feel so funny." Timmy asked with a silly grin plastered on his face. "Haven't you ever seen an uncircumcised dick before." Timmy shook his head. "I don't know what that is: 'uncircumscribed.'" Benjie laughed! "I guess you don't well now's your chance to take a look. Benjie rolled over on his back with a hard little "ratbu" sticking up. Timmy moved down on the bed so he could be face to dick with Benjie's "uncircumscribed" cock. He cocked his head back and forth as if he was waiting for it to do something. "Go ahead," Benjie said, "you can touch it . . . I'll tell you what to do so it looks just like your ratbu (giggle). "Hey!" Timmy giggled in return, "I don't have no rat bow I got a cock." Timmy's intentional mispronunciation of ratbu cracked Benjie up; "RAT BOW! Oh my God you're funny. So do you want to play with my "rat" or not?" he finally said, giggling at his own word play. "Yes!" Timmy said seriously. "You said I can make it look like mine?" Benjie leaned over to take a close look at Timmy's cock and said, "Yes! Almost exactly like yours. Here's what you do: With your thumb and first finger grab it -- not too hard -- ahhh that's better. Now pull down! No just pull the skin not the whole thing." Timmy was amazed! He followed Benjie's instructions and now Benjie's cock looked almost like his. "Why is the head so grape jelly colored? Is it sore?" Timmy asked with concern in his voice. This time Benjie's laugh was out of control. He almost couldn't stop. "GRAPE JELLY LOOKING! Oh Timmy you're going to kill me!" After a long pause to get his breath he said, "No Timmy! It's not sore! That's just the way it looks -- I guess because with the skin always covering it it doesn't get enough sunshine (giggle)! Maybe it will taste like grape jelly -- you want to try it?" "Can I?" Timmy said with a big smile, not believing he just got an invitation to do his new favorite thing -- suck young cocks! "Yeah! Go for it!" Benjie said, getting ever more horny; anticipating another blow job. Timmy scrambled down so that he was between Benjie's spread legs he then leaned in and stuck out his tongue. The skin had slipped back over the head so he pulled it down again and touched his tongue to the purple head. This felt like an electric shock going through Benjie; he emitted a low moan." Timmy touched his tongue to the tip again -- not really disappointed that it didn't taste at all like grape jelly. "Please Tim!" Benjie said then, "would you suck on it for me? Do you know how?" Benjie didn't expect much from this freckle-faced boy -- he looked too cute to give an exciting blow job like Gordon had given him last night but since he was woke up by getting felt up he was horny enough to accept a blow job from a frog. Tim happily did as Benjie asked but first he lowered his head to lick Benjie's balls and then experimented by putting the small nut sack in his mouth and sucked on it. An "Oh God!" was heard from above his head, "You DO know how!" After sucking on Benjie's balls for a while Timmy was as excited as Benjie to get that unusual cock in his mouth. He leaned up and brought Benjie's cock in his mouth. He closed his lips tight and started masturbating Benjie with his mouth's up and down movements. As he did that, his tongue went into action. When Timmy started giving Benjie what Benjie realized was the very best blow job he had ever had -- including Gordon's -- he wanted the entire experience to be the best of his short life. "Timmy stop for just a minute OK?" Timmy took his mouth off Benjie's cock, expecting to be told he was doing something wrong. Instead he heard the breathless Benjie say, "You do that soooo good Timmy -- so good that I don't ever want it to end but I need something else!" Timmy was happy with the praise but now he was also confused -- what more could he do? "I need," Benjie said, "your cock in my mouth at the same time Tim. Will you do that for me?" "YES!" Timmy almost shouted. Timmy scrambled up the bed while Benjie worked to reverse his position -- they met, face to face in the middle of the reorganization. Benjie looked into Timmy's eyes with such a loving gaze that Timmy was overwhelmed. He returned the gaze and then their lips met. It wasn't a tongue-sucking wild and reckless kiss, to the contrary it was a kiss filled with a passion that should have been beyond either boy's grasp. Their lips pressed together, their eyes closed, their noses rubbing together and their tongues caressing each other at the gateway between their mouths. Their hands were running up and down each other's backs, straying occasionally to litely grasp a butt cheek. The kiss lasted minutes that seemed to the boys like mere seconds. Eventually the kiss broke and they repositioned themselves so that each one could have the other's delicious dick in his mouth at the same time. It was the slurping and moaning sounds that finally woke Gordon -- just seconds before his alarm finished the job and momentarily disrupted the boy's love making. The boys jumped at the sound of the alarm and when they looked in the direction of the noise they saw Gordon looking at them guiltily. Gordon had nothing to be guilty about -- he didn't break any vows or promises but it was Gordon's nature to be secretive about his vices and his sexual needs. He knew that Timmy would be disappointed to see another boy in his bed and he knew that he intentionally did not mention Timmy to Benjie last night. But he was relieved that it appeared to work out alright. "Don't let me disturb you boys!" he told the two hot and horny boys, I'll just enjoy laying here and watching -- if you don't mind. Apparently they didn't mind because they almost instantly resumed the sucking, slurping and moaning. As Gordon watched his boy Timmy with Benjie's hard brown cock slipping into and out of his mouth and with his arms wrapped around Benjie's hips his cock began to swell far beyond the normal erection he woke with; and then to see Timmy's cock being sucked into Benjie's more than willing mouth his cock was on the urge of eruption without him ever laying a hand on it. Gordon closed his eyes to delay his orgasm and it seemed to work -- until, that is, he heard the urgent sounds of his two boys reaching their own orgasms. As soon as Gordon opened his eyes, cum flew out of his cock and splattered two boys who, in the throes of their own orgasms could have cared less. Timmy reached his orgasm just a minute before Benjie reached his. It wasn't until they stated to come down, with their heads resting on each other's crotch that Timmy noticed the white cream on his arm -- and on his cheek -- and all over Benjie. He looked over at Gordon and saw his sheepish smile and giggled. "Hey Benjie," he said, "it looks lite its time for a shower." "Huh?" Benjie responded then he noticed Gordon's cum on his and on Timmy's bodies and frowned. Every one is different -- sometimes very different and Benjie proved it then! While Timmy responded to Gordon's messy cum with a giggle. Benjie looked disgusted and finally yelled, , "Yuck!" He then jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom. Gordon and Timmy looked at each other with confused looks and they soon heard the shower begin to run. About five minutes later Benjie reappeared with a towel wrapped around his waist and a sheepish grin on his face. "I'm sorry guys!" he said, "I just can't stand the sight of . . . of that stuff. "Benjie," Gordon spoke up. "No apology is necessary I'm the one who should apologize but I just had no way of knowing . . ." Gordon didn't finish the sentence because Benjie jumped up on the bed laid on top of Gordon's stomach and put his hand over Gordon's mouth. "Listen Gordon," Benjie said, "After all you did for me last night you never have to apologize to me for anything -- ever!" Gordon wrapped one arm around Benjie and while giving him a one-armed hug he snaked his other arm out to Timmy and pulled him into his side. Thank you Benjie, but all I did for you last night was help you find the swimming pool. That's my job, you don't have to even thank me for that." "No," Benjie insisted, I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about later -- letting me stay here last night after my mother locked me out and for helping me not to be afraid anymore when someone . . . touches me." "Benjie? I'm a little confused. Can I ask why you reacted like that to my . . . my stuff on your body?" There was a long silence and Gordon was just about to change the subject when Benjie started to speak. "About a year ago I was at a birthday party for Eric, a friend of mine -- he was eight y/o that day, the same age as I was at the time. He's a nice boy and a good friend but he had an older brother who is not nice -- he's mean and he has mean friends. They were at the party too -- I guess his mother made his brother be there! "It was a swimming party and I was just wearing some speedos; I had to go to the bathroom so I left the pool area and went to the downstairs bathroom.-- I didn't know it but Eric's brother and his friends were behind me and when I got into the bathroom they forced their way in before I could even close the door. Benjie started to tear up from what was obviously a painful memory, but he continued telling the story. One of them stuck a washrag in my mouth and another one pulled my speedos off. They passed me around between them -- each one touched me everywhere I had been taught not to let anyone touch me. Two of them put my cock in their mouths and then pulled out their own things, forced me to lay over the edge of the bathtub and they and tried to stick them in my butt -- I guess they never did get them in all the way but when they tried it hurt awful. Then, finally, they threw me in the bathtub naked and then they took turns pissing on me and then they started jacking off and their stuff went all over my body and in my face. They would have made me swallow it but I guess they were afraid I'd scream for help if they took the washrag out of my mouth. Since then the sight of that stuff has made me feel sick in my stomach. I was too embarrassed to tell anyone what happened, I just took a shower and left the party." Soft, sympathetic sobbing sounds came from Timmy and Gordon -- both of whom already felt very attached to this boy and very hurt at the thought of him being cruelly used like that. Benjie himself had healed enough, emotionally, so that when he thought about that birthday party and about what happened he hardly shed a tear. Timmy badly wanted to hug Benjie and let him know how sad he was to hear his story but Timmy was very aware of the drying cum on his body and certainly didn't want to get any on Benjie. Then he had a thought: "Benjie?" he called softly. Would you like to take another shower and help me . . . ahhh, help me wash my back?" Benjie smiled, "I thought you'd never ask." Benjie hopped off Gordon while Timmy got off the bed on the other side and they held hands as they walked into the bathroom. Timmy and Benjie stepped into the shower together and Benjie said, "Let me wash that stuff off you." "But I thought . . ." Timmy started to say but he was interrupted by Benjie who knew what he was going to say, "It's OK! It just bothers me when its on me -- I don't mind it a bit when its all over you and touching it with my hands is no big deal. Without another word, the water was turned on, adjusted for temperature and Benjie, armed with his bare hands and a bar of soap, proceeded to wash Timmy's back first and then he had Timmy turn so that he could press himself and his again risen cock against Timmy's back and butt; he reached around Timmy and lathered his chest, arms, tummy and Timmy's swollen cock -- he washed there really good! Before he knew it, Timmy was on his way to another orgasm as Benjie expertly massaged his rock hard cock, occasionally dropping his hand down to finger his balls and that super soft skin beneath his balls. The effect of a soapy hand on his cock and balls had Timmy standing on his toes and holding onto the walls as that tremendous feeling worked its way from the pit of his stomach, through his balls and up the shaft of his cock. Had he been able to produce cum he would have warned Benjie to stand back but Benjie would have probably not heard -- Benjie was on his knees now, with the full force of the shower stream cascading over his head as he was busily kissing and nuzzling Timmy's butt without stopping his steady strong stoke of Timmy's cock. When Timmy's moment arrived it was only Benjie's arm wrapped around Timmy's hips that stopped him from falling over in the tub. When the after effects of the orgasm passed, and Timmy got his mind back in working order, he turned, dropped to his knees and hugged Benjie and kissed Benjie and laid Benjie down on the bottom of the tub and used is lips and tongue to give Benjie the best cleaning he had ever experienced. When the boys returned to the bedroom with towels wrapped around their waist Gordon was gone from the bed, in his place was a note. Timmy and Benjie sat on the side of the bed and Timmy opened the note which read: "Tim, I forgot that I have to attend a meeting and a training seminar this morning -- I'll be gone until sometime this afternoon and then I'll deal with Benjie's mother. Until I'm back, you're in charge of watching the monitors -- I'm sure you can trust Benjie to help you and, if he agrees to a pinkie swear, even trust him to watch the special cameras. See you both later, Gordon" Timmy was reading the note with Benjie's chin resting on his shoulder as he read along. "What's the deal with the pinkie swear and the special cameras?" Benjie asked. Well if there was anything Timmy loved better than secrets it was sharing secrets. "Well, Timmy began, "you saw all the monitors in the control room that show the hall ways, the front desk and the parking lots and stuff didn't you?" "Yeah!" Benjie answered. "Well there are some other cameras that only Gordon and I know about and that's because they're in places that they shouldn't be." "Places like . . .?" Benjie asked. "That's where the pinkie swear comes in. You have to swear that you'll never tell anyone about the special cameras -- if you do, Gordon will be fired and the hotel might even be closed." Timmy held out his pinkie finger. "You swear?" Benjie didn't even hesitate, he wrapped his pinkie finger around Timmy's and said, "I swear! and don't worry, I'd never say anything that would get Gordon in trouble." "OK lets go!" Timmy said as he grabbed Benjie by the hand and dragged him into the control room. The boys sat in the chairs in front of the central monitor and Timmy said, "See that drawer?" Benjie looked down and saw the drawer Timmy was pointing to and he said "Yeah!" "OK, open it!" Benjie did. "Those switches control cameras in the changing rooms and the showers at both pools. We can watch people changing into and out of their swim suits and people taking showers after they swim." "You mean they're naked?" Benjie asked, apparently amazed. "Duh!" Timmy said with a smile. "Go ahead and flip a switch, the "C" switches are hanging rooms and the "S" switches are showers. But be careful to turn one switch off before you turn another one on. Benjie flipped a changing room switch and there, on the screen in front of him, he saw two little girls in just their panties. "Wow! he said, "This is cool." "You like to look at girls?" Timmy asked. "Yeah when they're naked!" Benjie replied. Obligingly both little girls dropped their panties and picked up their one-piece bathing suits. From the bulge in Benjie's towel Timmy guessed he was happy. It was a slow day at the pools so Timmy and Benjie moved on to the room cameras -- Timmy remembered the procedure that Gordon had taught him and soon they were moving through the rooms trying to find something exciting -- What they finally found wasn't exactly what they were looking for but it certainly turned out to be exciting. In a room on the sixth floor they found a little girl of about 11 with the most beautiful little boy who looked to be about 7 or 8. They were in the bedroom -- the little girl was talking to her brother and the boys were about to move on when she began undressing right there in front of her brother. She removed her t-shirt to reveal two very small but shapely breasts and then immediately slipped down her shorts and panties together. The girl then got down on her knees, very close to the little boy and apparently told him to touch her breasts because that's what he did. His little hands, eagerly it seemed, roamed over her small breasts and stopped to squeeze the nipples then he reached down and touched her hairless slit. From the camera angle Benjie and Timmy couldn't tell if he actually stuck his finger in her slit but they guessed, from her reaction that he did; she arched her back and grabbed his thin shoulders for support. His hand was down there for quite a while and then she grabbed him into a hug and kissed him all over his face. The girl then started undressing her brother which got much more of the boy's attention. She pulled his t-shit off, exposing his thin upper body; his nipples were so pale they could hardly see them on the monitor but his outie belly button stood out fine. After stroking his chest and tummy for a few moments, the girl grasped his shorts at the top and pulled them down his legs and off his bare feet. In the security office two towels hit the floor and two lovely boners sprang up and began to be worked on in anticipation of the next actions by brother and sis. Rather than pull his tiny briefs off, big sis ran her hand over his small cloth covered package and the boys could see his little cock create a bulge in his underwear. She turned him around then so that his back was facing her and she pulled him against her and brought her hands again to his chest and tummy and then down into the waistband of his briefs. She began masturbating her little brother with her hand inside his briefs. His body stiffened and he began to rock back and forth. When she was satisfied that he was hard enough she did pull down his briefs. The boys could see his sweet little ass cheeks and then, after she turned him around to face her, his precious little stiffie. Big sis immediately picked him up and laid him on the bed so that his legs were dangling off the edge. Still on her knees, big sis positioned herself between her brother's legs and sucked his cock and empty ball sack into her mouth together. The boys watched as her head bobbed and moved in a circular motion -- apparently enjoying her little brother's erection as much as he was. She kept it up until the boy suddenly spasmed and collapsed on the bed. When the girl moved to get off the floor and lie on the bed next to her brother the boys could see that the boy looked like he was sleeping, his sister however was far from sleepy -- she had not been satisfied and proceeded to do that herself. Her middle finger massaged her slit and then dug a bit deeper to stimulate her clit. As she worked at masturbating herself Timmy glanced over at Benjie who was apparently mesmerized by the girl's actions. Timmy was far less interested in what was on the screen than he was at what was sticking up from between Benjie's slightly spread legs. Timmy dropped to his knees and worked his way under the desk top, into position for capturing Benjie's steaming hard cock in his mouth. When he clamped his lips over Benjie's cock and started performing the oral masturbation technique that he had almost perfected over the past three days Benjie was initially surprised and then delighted. In Benjie's mind, his cock was sliding into the young girl's very warm, wet, smooth pussy -- something he had always wanted to try. He pumped his cock into and out of Timmy's pussy substitute until he knew he had only a short time left before the mind-numbing explosion; at that point he squeezed his eyes shut and enjoyed to the max the one thing even the best pussy couldn't supply -- a talented tongue like the one that was whirling around and around his cock. Timmy was aware, as he was trying to suck Benjie's cock out by its roots, that this was the first time he had ever actually gone to his knees to suck a cock and that thought excited him because it made him feel like he was being forced to suck this delicious cock. That level of naughtiness alone give him an orgasm that he literally didn't 'have a hand in'. When Benjie's orgasm hit he grabbed Timmy's head and forced his cock as far as it could go in Timmy's throat -- Timmy started to gag but then controlled it and even enjoyed the feeling of Benjie's not so little cock being that much of a part of him. ============================ Eventually Gordon returned from his training meetings and found the two naked boys sleeping in his bed. Gordon, being who he is, did not even try to resist and within minutes was naked and between the still sleeping Timmy's legs with the boy's now hard cock and balls together in his mouth. 'God!' Gordon thought, 'I could do this forever and never get tired.' It wasn't long before Timmy awoke with a smile and, shortly thereafter, an orgasm. "Hey!" came the call from the brown body next to Timmy. "I'd sure like some of that too!" "And so you will," Gordon replied, "but first we need to talk. I've spoken with your mother and she misses you. She said to tell you she's sorry she overreacted and locked you out when she caught you masturbating . . ." A howl of laughter interrupted Gordon. This was the first Timmy had heard about why Benjie was locked out by his mother and he found it hilarious. "You mean," Timmy gasped, breathless from the laughter and almost blind from the tears in his eyes, "you mean your mom caught you jackin off and she . . ." Timmy interrupted himself with another burst of laughter that was so contagious even the red-faced Benjie was smiling, ". . . and she threw you out in the hall!" he finished. "Did she give you a chance to pull your pants up?" and off he went on another laugh jag. Gordon was smiling and shaking his head at the picture Timmy had obviously conjured up in his head: Benjie sitting in the hall with his undies around his ankles. "No! Come on now wise guy!" Benjie said with a goofy grin on his face. "She told me to get dressed and leave -- and I did." "Sorry Benj," Timmy said, still chuckling. I just got this picture in my head . . ." "Ok Tim!" Gordon said in a stern voice, his smile finally gone, "Enough with the jokes. This is a serious situation that needs to be fixed. Benjie's mom takes "jackin off" as you put it very seriously. Some people believe that its a big sin and Benjie's mom is one of those. "Benjie," Gordon continued, "you need to be very careful from now on and never do that when there is even a remote chance that your mother will catch you. OK?" "Ok Gordon," Benjie replied, "I'll be very careful from now on." Timmy was listening intently and thinking hard but he just couldn't stay serious on the subject of masturbation; "How about this Benj, you can tell your mom that you won't jack yourself off anymore -- tell her that I'll do it for you!" A good-natured wrestling match between the two laughing boys started at that point and kept going while Gordon got himself dressed and ready to leave for another meeting. "Ok guys!" he said loudly. That stopped the wrestling match and the two boys looked up at him from their latest wrestling hold. "Let me finally get to the end of what I need to say. Benjie, your mom wants you back at your room at 6:00 -- and that's just 45 minutes from now, so be sure you two quit goofing around in plenty of time for you," he said looking Benjie in the eye, "to get cleaned up, dressed and back to your room. Tim, you probably ought to go to your room about the same time so you'll be there when your dad comes home. I'll be back here in a few hours but I probably won't see you guys till tomorrow. Benjie and Timmy jumped out of bed, ran to Gordon and wrapped themselves around him. Gordon silently cursed the luck that had him leaving these two beautifully naked boys but he finally kissed them on their heads and shook himself free. When Gordon was out the door Timmy turned to Benjie and wrapped him in a hug. "Benj," he said, "you suppose we'll see each other again?" "Maybe not!" a sad faced Benjie replied, "We're supposed to check out tomorrow and I imagine my mom will be watching me like a hawk." With a smile he added, "I really enjoyed today Tim -- I don't think I'll ever forget how great you are . . ." Timmy blushed and was about to return the complement when Benjie finished his sentence. "How great you are at giving blow jobs!" Timmy laughed. "Just make sure you tell your mom that -- and tell her you'll never jack off again -- because when you feel like doing it, you'll find someone to give you a blow job!" The boys took one last shower together -- Benjie got another one of those great Timmy blow jobs and, eventually the went their separate ways. They did not meet again that next day but Timmy wasn't sad for long. The very next day he spotted a boy who turned him on and he decided to take a radical, bold approach to meeting him. Hotel Times 4 will tell the whole story so stay tuned.