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The Hotel Guest and the Bellhop


For years Mr. Kameron Alumbaugh had been going to the same little resort hotel in a little lazy village by the lake for his annual vacation.  Truth be told there was not very much to do there at any time but Mr. Alumbaugh was a laid-back fellow who did not live life to the full.  He was happy to sit by the lake reading light, meaningless fiction or on more adventurous days walk a mile away to sit on the overlook for hours with his book.  This was different from the rest of the year when he was run ragged as a retail sales associate without any real prospects.

Admittedly Kameron realized that he was in a rut but he could not motivate himself to try to change so he was approaching thirty from exactly the same place as he had approach twenty.  The first week of January of each year he received the dates of his vacation and automatically made reservations at same hotel in just about the same way that he took his papers to the tax accountant every mid-February.  Three years ago something quite out of the ordinary occurred with Ray, then a fifteen-year-old bellhop, that made him actually look forward to his vacation as more than just being away from the store.

On that most fateful of days, he had ordered a light supper from room service and it was delivered by Ray.  It was then that the trouble happened.  Because of all the ensuing excitement, Kameron could not recall exactly all the details but spanking had been most exciting.  It probably took but three or four minutes of increasingly heated 'discussion' which exponentially escalated to the exciting corporal punishment result.

In rapid order, the side chair was pulled out, a belt grabbed and yanked open and pants likewise.  The shock allowed the miscreant to be pulled over the spanker's lap and held fast for a long hard spanking which adjusted his attitude quite markedly.  Shortly after, Ray adjusted his uniform, straightened his cap and left with an unusually large tip which Kameron figured would keep Ray from reporting the most exciting event to the management which would surely get him evicted.

Both pondered the event for a while and three days later just the day before Kameron was to leave, they repeated the event when Ray was off duty.  Although they skipped the histrionics as occurred before the first spanking they added some vigorous rogering after the ass roasting to the delight of both participants.  It should be noted that Kameron was much more affected by these events as he rarely interacted with others while Ray often engaged in such activities.

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Kameron kept thinking of these events as he never did such things back home and enthusiastically made his reservations for the following year.  He was most happy to see Ray when he checked in and that his tight uniform was still covering some delectable goodies.  When Ray showed Kameron to his room they made quickly made arrangements to have some of the special fun several times during Kameron's stay.  Of course, for Kameron it was very special as spanking and sex were unusual events for him while for Ray it was pretty much commonplace activities although he anticipated the extra tips.  The next year the same thing happened and these two weeks had escalated into the high points of Kameron's life.

When he arrived the following year, Kameron quite expected to have those special liaisons once again with Ray who would now be eighteen years old.  He was most disappointed when he checked in and asked about his favorite bellhop to learn that the youth had moved on and was no longer with the hotel.  He quickly became despondent and couldn't concentrate on his reading barely doing a few pages in the first day.  He also started to imagine that he was seeing Ray in the public spaces.  The Ray of three years earlier at that.

On his fourth day there was a knock on the door.  "Who?" he inquired as he approached the door.

"Room service, Sir."  was the response.  He was puzzled for he had not ordered anything and he could hardly believe is eyes when he opened the door for there was Ray as he first saw him.  Shocked he stepped back and the boy quickly stepped into the room and closed the door.  In answer to his implied question, the boy replied: "I'm Tod.  My older brother, Ray, said you had an, er, special relationship."  Kameron could hardly respond with just a nod of his head.  He was thrilled for Tod was even more attractive than his older brother was but he didn't know what to say.  However, Tod was not at a loss for words and immediately started talking.

"Boy, you been getting away with too much lately.  The time has come to pay the piper — you are getting spanked now." snapped the youth with all the charisma and power of his testosterone charged leaders' body.  He stepped forward and grabbed the surprised man and yanked open his belt and pants just as his brother had three years earlier.  Again, like then, Kameron remained passive as the youth pulled him over his lap and began to spank him.  Tod was physically very strong, just as he was emotionally strong, and Kameron was quickly and easily reduced to a well spanked and compliant little boy.

Tod lifted the man up and dropped him on his bed with his red hot butt sticking up and his feet on the floor.  Seeing this presentation stiffened Tod's already rigid shaft like it would for other alpha male primates and he quickly released it from the confines of his snug uniform.  Then he mounted his objective and had his way with him.

He cleaned up and left.  Kameron did not know what had hit him and remained as Tod had left him for sometime before getting up and getting to bed.  There he had fantastic dreams knowing that this was going to be an outstanding vacation.  Of course, he would have to tip Tod in the morning.

The End

© Copyright A.I.L. December 17, 2013

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