Date: 31 May 2001 19:15:48 -0700
From: TS Candyman <tscandyman@icqmail.com>
Subject: Daddy Daddy Part 9

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Daddy Daddy -- Part 9

I had settled back into my seat on the plane for the long flight home.  The
past four days had been arduous, pushing the book but at the same time I
had some fun.  I remembered checking into the hotel. There were so many
cute guys but it had been the Evening Front Desk Supervisor who had caught
my eye.  He was young, about 23 years old and black with the brightest
brown eyes I had ever seen.  He was bald and had the sexiest smile I had
ever seen.

When I arrived at the hotel I was not in the best of moods.  The airline
had accidentally misplaced my luggage and was missing one piece.  They had
promised to send it to the hotel immediately upon arrival.  I wasn't happy
but that all changed when I approached the front desk and saw the god who
was working it.  It was everything I could do to get checked in without
drooling all over the counter.

"I hope that you have a fantastic stay with us," he said handing me the key
to my room.  "If you need anything, just call down to the desk and ask for
me.  My name is Luke -- my friends call me Huggie."

"Huggie, huh," I said.  "I bet that there's a story behind that name."

"Kind of a long one," he replied still holding onto my hand.  He squeezed
my hand slightly emphasizing the word long.

"Maybe during my stay I could hear about," I said smiling.

"Your room is on the fourth floor to the right as you step off the
elevator.  Remember," he said, "if you need anything, let me know."

"I could use a piece of you," I muttered turning.

"What was that, Mr. Reynolds," he asked.

"I said, I will remember that," I replied.  I felt my face turn red at my
original comment.

I grabbed my suitcase and went up to my room.  I put away what clothes I
had and then lay on the bed and watched some television.  After about an
hour I gave that up, I jumped in the shower to rinse off the griminess that
I felt from traveling.  As I soaped up my cock I thought about Huggie.  He
would be fun to have in the shower.

I started to jack myself off when I heard a knock at the door.  "Just a
second," I called as I rinsed off.  I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around
my waist.  I was hoping it was my luggage.

I opened the door to the room and found "Huggie!"  I was startled.  "I
didn't know management played bellhop too?"

He eyed my attire and brought the luggage in.  "Well when we have a well
known photographer and author in the hotel, I like to make sure that he
gets everything he needs to make his stay memorable?"

I heard him lock the door.  "I didn't realize that you were a full service
establishment." I said.

"Typically we're not," he said slipping out of his jacket.  "But for the
next few nights, I am."

"I think I like this arrangement," I said stepping up to him.  He slipped
one hand around my waist and the other onto my chest.

"As much as I would like to stay all night," he said looking into my eyes,
"I have to get back downstairs shortly.  However, I get off work in a few
hours."

"It is kind of lonely here," I said putting my arms around his neck.  I
pulled his face closer to mine.  "I could use some company tonight.  What
do you say?"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," he said.  We kissed then.  His lips were
soft and he was very sensual.  His tongue entered my mouth and probed all
around.  I loosed my towel and let it fall to the floor.  He slipped both
hands around and grabbed my ass.  Kneading my cheeks, he pulled me even
closer to him.  "I've been looking forward to having you in the hotel since
I found out about your reservation."

"I'm all yours," I said as he kneeled in front of me.  My cock was already
hard and twitched in anticipation.

He grabbed the base of my dick and kissed the head.  He slowly slid his
mouth down the length of my dick.  It was a velvety ride that I was
enjoying.  He began slowly bobbing.  Just as I was really getting into the
blow job, I felt his finger slide in my ass.  My crack was still wet from
the shower.  He wiggled it around, working it into me.  I gasped as he
penetrated me.

Within moments he was working his finger in and out in rhythm to his
efforts on my prick.  He worked in a second finger and really started
pressing hard against my prostate.  I started shaking and felt my nuts
tingle.  "I'm….I'm gonna shoot," I muttered.

Huggie simply moaned and he started jacking my cock at the same time as he
blew me.  The extra sensation was more than I could bear.  I began
unloading into his mouth.  He shoved his finger into my ass pushing me
further into his throat.  He held me tightly to him until I finished
shaking.

He let me lean back and sat me down on the edge of the bed.  I could see he
was tenting out his slacks.  By the looks of him, he was hung.  I began
rubbing his cock.

"Wish I could let you reciprocate," he said.  "But I have to get back down
to the desk before they start looking for me."

I grabbed my towel from the floor as he grabbed his jacket.  "What are you
doing later," I asked.  "I would like to get to know you."

"I get off work at 8pm," he said rubbing my chest.  "How about a late
dinner, Mr.  Reynolds?"

"The name is Kane," I replied.  "And I would like that."

"Then dinner it is," he said kissing me.  He slipped out the door quickly.

I felt like a young kid.  I was giddy and light-headed.  I hadn't felt like
this since I slept with Kyle that first time.  Speaking of whom, I wondered
how he was doing.

I had noticed a small bar next door when I arrived and thought it would be
a good place to wait for Huggie to get off. I finished my shower and looked
over my clothes. I finally decided on an outfit and headed out.  I knew
that he was not supposed to fraternize with the guests of the hotel.  That
was a standard regulation of all hotel employees.

I entered the lobby and saw Huggie behind the desk.  He was talking with a
woman about a problem with her reservation.  I walked up and a young lady
asked if she could help me.

"Yes, my name is Kane Reynolds in room 320," I said.  "I am stepping out to
have a drink next door.  I am expecting a call from my roommate, please let
him know that I will call him back tomorrow since I plan on being out
late."  I hadn't wanted to say that my son may call because I did not want
Huggie getting the idea that I was married or anything.

I had spoken a little loud in hopes that Huggie heard me.  I glanced over
at him and he smiled and winked at me.  I arched my eyebrows and kind of
motioned that I was going next door.  He nodded as he continued his
conversation with the lady.

I walked to the small bar next door.  I was working on my second beer when
Huggie came in.  I took note that he had changed from his suit.  He was
wearing a white shirt -- it was reminiscent of something from the Victorian
era and black slacks.  He also had on some black leather boots that matched
the outfit.  He looked damn good.  It helped show off his broad shoulders
and his chest.  It took him a moment to spot me.

"Hello," he said walking up to my table.  "I got off work early and thought
I would join you."

"You changed quickly," I said.

"I live just around the corner," he said.  Huggie looked around at the
place.  "How about we go somewhere a little more appealing to our kind of
crowd?"

"Sounds like a plan."

Huggie drove us to a small café that had a rainbow flag waving outside
in the patio area.  The place was busy with people coming and going.  It
was getting dark but we decided to eat outside anyway in the night air.

"Hey, Huggie," a young server said coming over to our table.  "Haven't seen
you around in a while.  How have you been?"  He was cute and looked about
23 or 24.

"Hey, Rob, doing good.  I want you to meet Kane Reynolds," Huggie responded
smiling.

"Reynolds?  You're the artist," he said looking at me.  "Oh my god!  I like
have two of your prints hanging in my apartment."

I laughed.  It had actually been a while since someone reacted this way to
me or my work.  I was enjoying it.  "Thank you, I like to hear that people
enjoy my photography."

"Well it will definitely be my pleasure to serve you two tonight," he said
whipping out a pen and pad to take our order.  There was a little swish in
his hips as he said this as well as a little movement of the head.  I
laughed.

"Allow me," Huggie said taking my menu.  "We'll have the porterhouse
steaks, potatoes loaded, garlic bread and salad."  He looked at me to see
if this was to my liking.  I smiled at him and agreed.

"How would you like your meat," Ron asked.

I had to bite my lip and turn away before I let fly with a smart ass
comment.  Huggie had caught my expression.  "I want mine medium well.
Kane?"

"Well done for me," I replied still smiling.

"Oh and bring us a pitcher of margaritas," Huggie said.  Rob jotted this
done and whisked off to place our order.

"So, you have a roommate," Huggie asked looking at me.

I wondered if he would bring this up.  "Um, actually, he's not my
roommate," I said playing up to this.  Huggie looked at me with that look
of 'God -- not again.'  I smiled.  "He's my son."

"You have a kid," he asked surprised.

"Yeah," I admitted.  God what was I doing?  I didn't know this man and he
could really get something started. I had not even told my agent yet about
Kyle.  Then part of my brain froze -- what was I scared of?  Lots of gays
and lesbians had children.  Why did I not want people to know about Kyle?
Then my dick joined the mental conversation: Because I was sleeping with
him.  The thought crossed my mind then that maybe I should put an end to
our sexual relationship.  "He just moved in with me.  He was raised by his
mother."

"How old is?"

Now for the real bombshell.  "Seventeen."

"How old," Huggie asked me.

"I was fifteen when he was born," I replied smiling a little.  "Not too
bright.  First and last time on that side of the fence.  But that was all
it took."

"If you don't mind my asking, but what does he think about you being gay?"

I chuckled.  "He's real cool with it," I said.  "He's gay too.  One of the
reasons he moved in with me."

"His mother against it?"  Rob brought us the margaritas and two glasses.

"No.  I think she was upset at first but then chalked it up to genetics," I
replied.  "Cheryl is a fantastic mother.  She was offered a job in London
and Kyle didn't want to move out of the states.  She figured it was time
for him to meet his father and see how a gay man can live happily."

"Wow.  She sounds like a wonderful woman," Huggie said pouring us both a
drink.

"She is.  If I were straight, I think I would have married her," I said
honestly.  "She's still family.  How about yours?"

"My father passed away a year ago.  Heart attack.  He was only 55."

"I'm sorry to hear about it," I said.

"He was great about it.  I came out when I was sixteen.  My folks were
divorced.  My mom took it hard.  She had raised us when they split.  She
thought it was something she had done," he said.  "Dad -- he took it
without hardly batting an eye.  I guess it wasn't that easy really."

"When I told him, he just sat there staring at me.  Finally he was like,
'No, you're not.'  Without thinking, I looked at him and said 'But, Dad, I
know who I'm sleeping with.'  That shook him up.  To find out that his
oldest son was not only gay but sexually active," he explained.  He laughed
a little.  "I still remember the look on his face.  He sat there for a few
more minutes and then just told me to be careful and make sure I wasn't
jumping into anything."

"Man, my folks went ballistic at first," I said.  "Then my brother got
caught up in the drama.  He came to bat for me and helped them come around.
Of course this was after he thought he might be able to beat 'straightness'
into me, as he put it."

He lifted his glass.  "How about a toast," he offered.  "To family!
Without them -- where would we be?"

"To family -- it may take time, but they always come around," I said.

"Amen to that," he said.

It was a few more minutes before our food came out.  We promptly dived into
it and we continued with the margaritas throughout the night.  After our
fourth pitcher, we decided it was time to go.  I knew that I was more than
a little tipsy.  Huggie had to help me stand.

Considering his state of mind, Rob called a cab for us and promised to
watch out for Huggie's car until morning.  Huggie suggested I spend the
night at his place considering that I could not make it to my room and he
could not be seen on the premises helping me.  Giggling like a school girl,
I agreed.

It didn't take long to make it to his house.  Within minutes we were in his
bedroom giggling as he dumped me on his bed.

"Kane," he said plopping down next to me, "we are so drunk."

"I'm not that drunk," I said rolling onto my side to face him.  The room
was dark but I could still make out his face.  He was a very handsome and
sexy man.  At that moment I wanted nothing more than to have him with me
for the rest of my life.  I settled for kissing him.

The kiss was soft and very gentle.  He reached around and pulled me to him.
I melted into his arms and chest.  I reached behind him and grabbed a
handful of his ass.  Just like the rest of him -- hard iron wrapped in soft
velvet.

Slowly we stripped each other as we continued kissing.  Our kissing went
from a soft, romantic kiss to a fierce animalistic tongue fight within
moments and then back again.  It was only after a few moments of having him
naked in my arms that I realized that his body was entirely smooth.  "Makes
me look bigger," he said when I commented on it.

"I didn't realize that there was a need for you to look bigger," I muttered
as I zeroed in on his left nipple.  His nipples were flat unlike mine which
protruded out.  (Having pierced tits tends to have that affect, I found
out.)

"Doesn't hurt," he moaned.

I licked his chest and stomach as I moved down to reciprocate the favor he
had given me earlier in the evening.  I reached down to find his cock was
extremely hard and rather big.  I guessed it was almost ten inches in
length.  It was also thick -- I couldn't wrap my hand around it.  But I did
plan on wrapping my mouth around it.  "This could hurt if not used right,"
I muttered as I pressed my face into his crotch.  I could almost feel his
heartbeat through the thick shaft.

"Trust me, I know how to use it," he said tilting his head back as I began
licking his nuts.  They were proportional to the rest of his body.  For a
moment I could see him having been worshipped as a god in centuries past.
I planned to do some worshipping now.

I trailed my tongue up the underside of his cock and slowly started going
down on him.  After several attempts I could only take about half of him in
this position.  Not taking him out of my mouth I put us in a sixty-nine.
The angle was better for me.  I was able to get more of his mammoth member
into my throat.  I began sucking him for all I was worth.  I felt him
fondling my cock and balls as I blew him.

This only increased the pleasure I was feeling.  I was enjoying the feel of
his cock in my mouth.  This was a man's dick.  Long, thick and buried in my
face -- this was paradise.  I pulled his cock almost out of my throat and
sucked on the head for a few minutes.  It was round and firm.  I swirled my
tongue around it like I was eating an ice cream cone.

I felt him licking my crotch and working his way to my nuts as I played
with him more.  In seconds we were both deep throating each other, although
I think he was more successful than I.  Mostly because I was smaller than
he was in the dick department.

I started playing with his hairless nuts.  As I deep throated him I felt
him stiffen and then start to shake a little.  Before I realized what was
happening I felt his cock enlarge slightly.  I had just a moment to figure
out that he was about to blow his load down my throat.  His hand found the
back of my head and held me there for the first two shoots.  Then I forced
his dick out of my throat -- but not out of my mouth.  I was able to taste
him.  His cum was sweet but with that salty aftertaste.  I loved it.

After his orgasm subsided we laid there -- still head to crotch.  "That was
good," Huggie said finally.  "I needed that."

"I know something better," I said as I rubbed his cock.  I normally was not
a slutty bottom like I was feeling, but I had to have Huggie in me.  I
rolled over and wiggled my ass at him.  "Think you're man enough to do that
job."

"Oh yeah I am," he said climbing on top of me.  He laid out completely and
began nuzzling my neck.  I glanced over and realized that his dresser was
perfectly situated so that I could see us in the mirror from a side
view. It was hot seeing his dark skin against my light skin.  I felt his
cock rubbing in the crack of my ass.

He started kissing my spine and the slowly moved down my back.  I watched
as he inched down until his face was at my ass.  He grabbed each cheek in
his hands and pulled them apart.  I could feel his breath along my crack.
I watched as his face lowered to my skin and his tongue lightly slid into
the crevice of my ass.  My eyes fluttered and I gasped a little at the
sensation.  It only took him a moment to find the entrance he had been
searching for.

I felt him blow on my hole and I twitched it for him.  He gave it a quick
swipe with his tongue as if trying to determine if he liked my taste.
Apparently he did.  He moaned a soft approval and began licking at my ass.
At first it was tentative and mostly loosening me up.  But then he got more
aggressive and started eating my ass out good.  "Yeah, baby," I moaned.
"Eat my ass out.  Get me ready for that pile driver."

"Better believe it," he said coming up for air.  "Gonna eat out your white
ass and then pound you into next week."  He began finger fucking my ass
while trying to shove his tongue in at the same time.

"Fuck me," I begged.  "I want that horse cock in my ass now!"

"Hope you're ready," he said sliding up onto his knees.  I felt him
position his large prick at my hole.  "Here it comes."

He pressed forward and I felt my body try to tighten against the intrusion.
I relaxed and then gasped loudly as the first few inches slid right into
me.  Pain shot through me and I arched my back.  I felt Huggie lean forward
and lick the back of my neck.  "Just relax," he whispered.  "Cause you
ain't going to be sitting right in the morning."

With that he started pulling out of my ass.  When just the large mushroom
head of his cock was left inside me, he started pushing in again.  This
time the pain started to subside into heavenly pleasure.  He started a slow
rhythm.  I turned my head to watch in the mirror as he fucked me.

I started moaning.  He felt wonderful on my back pounding his dick into me.
I loved the feel of his tongue on my shoulders, my neck and in my ear.  He
was definitely making love to my body.  His dick had stretched my ass wide
and was going deeper in me than I had a man go in a very long time.  I
could even feel his heavy nuts slapping lightly against my own underneath
him.  I had almost forgotten how pleasurable it was to be a bottom.

Then the animal in me took over.  I started meeting his thrusts.  "Deeper,
man," I begged.  "Fuck me deeper and harder."  Huggie was a man to comply.
It only took him a few minutes to turn this romantic love session into a
heavy pounding grunge fuck.  He reamed my ass raw and then some.  He had
reached under me and was fondling my cock with one hand and torturing my
left tit with the other.

His dick was hitting all the right spots within me and with his added grip
on my own prick, I started coming.  My ass clamped down on his dick.  Not
to be denied, he keep plugging away at my hole.  This only increased my
orgasm and then I felt him stiffen on top of me as he lunged one last time
into me.  Then I felt my ass fill with his love juice.

He collapsed on top me.  "You have one talented ass," he moaned.

"You have one talented dick," I replied tilting my head to kiss him.

"Hope you don't mind -- but I don't think I can move for a few moments," he
said.

"That's okay, I like the feel of you on me," I said.  I squeezed my ass
around his dick.  "And in me."

He sighed real big.  "I kind of like the feeling too."

I laid there with Huggie on top of me, his cock lodged up my ass.  I felt
myself drifting off.

I was brought out of my reverie as the plane landed.  I looked down in my
lap and realized I had fallen asleep and relived that first night.
Fortunately I was wearing dark jeans so the wet spot did not show as easily
as I feared when I realized my predicament.

As we were allowed to depart the plane I looked for Kyle and Lou.  I
wondered how the past few days had been for them.