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Chapter Four

Room Service

Day 2

 

It's amazing how a good 10 hours sleep recharges the body and senses when it needs it. After my first night in London I crashed in a deep sleep dreaming of one particular hottie I had met the previous day.

I had already mapped out my day; breakfast, a very light work out at a new gay gym I had read about in my gay guide, a siesta, and at midnight a gay dance party.

...

I need some breakfast I thought before picking up the phone and dialing 9 for reception. I know my hotel wasn't fancy but I remembered I paid for a breakfast pack when I booked so I needed to organise getting it delivered.

"Reception ... Juan speaking"

"Hi Juan, its Kane in room 514 can I get my breakfast pack delivered please?"

"Hi Kane, let me just check on that for you".

I could hear tap, tap, tapping on Juan's computer keyboard.

"Yes Kane, I can have someone deliver that in around 30 minutes, will that be ok?".

"Thanks Juan, that is great, I will just grab a quick shower while I am waiting"

"Is that all you need this morning Kane?"

"Thanks Juan, talk to you soon", I said before hanging up the phone.

...

After showering and dressing I was sitting on my bed reading my Spartacus when there was a knock on the door.

"Room service!"

"Coming ", I yelled putting my gay guide cover side down on the small bedside table.

I opened the door to find a blushing Juan standing at my door with my breakfast pack in his hands for me with a huge smile on his face.

"I thought I would bring it personally, I hope you don't mind?" he said as he nudged his way past me into my room, closing the door as he went.

"Thanks Juan," I returned looking a little surprised.

Juan placed my breakfast on the table before looking me in the eye, smiling, moving himself to the end of my bed, and dropping his pants and calvin's revealing a thick uncut 6 inch cock was doing a 45 degree dance. Oh my, should I kick him out, or fuck his bubble butt. Mmmm. Really hard decision ...

Juan was very nice, guy next door look, latin, 5'9 with beautiful mocha coloured skin., short black hair and brown eyes.

I dropped my jeans and aussiebum's, stepping out of them, grabbed my cock and working it to hardness. Juan bent over the single bed putting his pants on my bed presenting himself to be fucked doggy. He reached down into the right front pocket to retrieve a condom and a satchel of lube. I rolled the condom down my 8 inches, opened the lube and generously applied it to my cock, I walked up to Juan and lubed his hole with a two finger. When I thought he was ready I moved behind, positioned my cock at his hole before plunged deeply into him. He let out a deep groan of approval.

"We have to be quiet otherwise the staff will hear me ..." Juan whispered.

"No problem ..."

I am not really into quick get off hole thru a wall type of sex because its all a little rushed for me. I prefer to take my time ... treat em mean, keep em keen as my dad used to say but that doesn't mean I am in to BSDM either. :) It doesn't mean I won't help my mate out in his time of need though.

I slowly withdrew totally before plunging into him again.

Juan had a really tight ass a very warm hole that massaged my cock as I fucked him. He clearly liked to be fucked as I could feel the precum dipping into my hand as I wanked him off while pistoning into him.

I nibbled on his ear as continued to wank him off using his precum as lube, fucking him harder and harder. I could tell Juan was close but I really didn't want to cum too soon, but I was thinking he didn't have long before he would need to get back to work, so this would need to be a quickly.

I look aim at where his love nut was and continued to fuck him with short hard strokes aiming to get him off quickly. Every time I hit his prostate I felt him tense up and his hole grabbed my cock. I really get off on another getting off, that feeling of your cock getting squeezed when he cum's. I am sure its turned many a straight bloke gay! I could feel Juan getting closer, my cock was feeling the pressure but I wasn't close but this quickly wasn't about me. I continued to wank him off before i could feel him get to that point of no return.

I withdrew quickly, picking him up turning him over and chucked him on the bed on his back. I swallowed his cock to its root just as he became cumming, and I counted at least 7 spurts of warm liquid hit the back of my throat before swallowing his savory juices. When he stopped cumming and his hardness slowly left my lips, he let a huge breath.

"What about you amigo"

"That's ok Juan, you needed to get off more than I did" I smiled at him.

I stood up and removed the condom, chucking it in the waste bin before retrieving my aussiebum's and pants, putting them back on.

"Juan, please contact reception" I heard come from the intercom attached to his belt.

We both laughed ... Juan pulled up his calvin's and pants before before he exited my room and continued with his day.

It was time for a little more than a bit of protein for my breakfast, so I opened up my breakfast pack and ate all its contents. When I reached the bottom I found a note ... "Thanks for the fuck Kane call me if you get time Juan" along with his phone number and

Presumptuous bastard thinking I was going to fuck him. Oh well he was right and he was a hot fuck!

...

The gym had been tiring, and there were many hottie's around but they were all doing the peacock, walking around thinking they are gods gift and not following thru with any fun unless their friends aren't about. Fuckers! I am sure a number I had seen doing the wild monkey in a few of my favorite british skin flicks.

I was horny as fuck now and I needed to get off. Oh well my hardon could wait until tonight for attention.

I was in Vauxhall but now needed to get to a department store to find some new underwear for tonight. After a couple of tube station changes, I made my way to Marks & Spencers in Kensington which by all reports was a bit posh. I had showered and changed back into jeans and tee after the gym and it was now time to test some locals hottie's Underwear department stores always have a few cute gaybies working there ...

I found the men's underpants section and was browsing the merchandise when this young twink walked over.

"Do you need any help, Sir!"

"I am too young to be called a Sir, you can call me Kane"

"I am not allowed too, Sir" he blushed.

"Stupid fucking management I said and their stupid class based stereotypes ... mmm ... and your name is Andrew" I said reading his nametag.

Andrew was a cute young thang, 20 years old, 5'10, athletic build, pale skin, black hair and hazel eyes that were sparkling green at this exact moment.

"Andrew I am off clubbing and I need a pair of hot underwear to present the assets so to speak so I get can get laid tonight, any ideas".

Andrew started stuttering "W..e..l..l sss.i.rrr," before collecting himself, "we have a range of Andrew Christian that I think will do the trick"

We moved over to another section of the store where they displayed the designer underwear with the designer price. Oh well if I invested 30 pounds to get a fuck, its a good investment ...

Andrew picked up a pair of what I can only describe as a brief/jock, a kind of small pair of briefs with with its ass cut out of them, "Maybe this one, Sir, a little risque though".

"Andrew, andrew, andrew ..." I whispered "I am mostly top so I don't want to advertise my ass, I want to display my cock so all those cute little twink's can drool over it and hopefully on it. Get the idea!"

"s....suu...rrr.eee ... Kane, I mean Sir"

I laughed at his slip of the tongue.

He then showed me a selection of briefs that seemed they would lift and support your jewels, so I chose a selection of colours to try on.

"Hey Andrew do you have any change rooms where I can try these goodies on?"

"Sir you not supposed to try on underwear," then whispered, "Its ok I will mark the ones you don't want as spoilage and take them home", he blushed again.

"Ok lets go"

We walked over to the changing rooms and walked in, "Well you coming in or not"

"Sir"

"Andrew, get you ass in here now, I need your advice", pulling him into the quite large dressing room by his tie.

"Sir I am not supposed too."

"Andrew, this customer needs your help, and if your manager has an issue he can speak to me and I will deal with him if I need too", I smiled.

I steered Andrew over to the wooden bench in the cubicle so he could enjoy the show. I dropped my backpack on the ground, and then undressed until I was naked.

I stood there with a hard on looking at Andrew to see what reaction would be. He was staring at my cock with one of those deer in the headlights type of looks which made me smile bigger. He reached out an gave me a pair of neon pink briefs that were a little too camp but I thought I would give em a shot. I had pulled them up, adjusted myself and turned around for his display and to gauge his response.

Andrew gasped as my hard 8 inches looked quite obscene in them I had noticed in the mirror.

"Maybe another one, not really my colour, eh"

"How about these ones" Andrew said as he gave me a red white and blue coloured pair. The main colour was navy blue (my favorite) with red and white trim, maybe for the French or American market I thought.

I removed the pink briefs and stepped out of them leaving them on the floor. I stepped into the new briefs, rearranged the goods, checked the mirror and then turned to display myself to Andrew.

'Wow" I heard Andrew say.

He reached over and lightly rubbed the length of my cock. I was so hard my cock was twitching. Andrew reached into my briefs and pulled out my cock, licking his lips. I smiled and nodded to him so that he knew it was ok to continue. He bent over licking up and down my cocks length before putting its head in his mouth. He swallowed my cock in one gulp.

"Damn Andrew, you're a surprise aren't you"

"Mmmm" is all I could make out as he continued to suck on my cock.

He was a great cock sucker and the way he was teasing me I wasn't going to last long. I began to fuck his mouth and throat picking up tempo in the process. Oh my it felt so good. Such a cute twink lad and oh shit I was going to cum soon. I dropped back the tempo and allowed him to do his thing.

"Andrew, I'm going to cum soon if you keep it up I am warning you man"

Andrew began sucking my cock harder until finally I cum volleying many spurts down his eager throat. He swallowed, released my cock from mouth before licking any remaining cum from his lips and smiling.

I dressed, removing the blue briefs as Andrew recovered and finally stood. Once dressed and looking presentable Andrew hugged me and I kissed him on the lips, tasting myself in his mouth, mmm, yum.

"Thanks" he said giving me another hug.

"Thank you Andrew, that was hot".

We exited the dressing room and went over to the till where he rang up the blue briefs for me.

"That will be 20 pounds, Sir"

"I thought they were 30 pounds Andrew"

"Oh this pair has a slight stain see the front, see here, so I am authorised to give you a discount," he smiled. I looked at the fabric and clearly some of my precum had hardened and stained the briefs. I toughed where the stain was and then looked at Andrew whom was grinning from ear to ear, the little shit.

I picked up a piece of paper and wrote down my email address and also a little note to meet me at a certain niteclub later tonight if he was free. Time for a siesta, then time to party!

Thank you for reading Chapter Four.
My next chapter is a long night at my first London niteclub ...

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Written by Kane Armanis
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