Date: Sat, 6 Oct 2012 09:11:46 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Love Motel. Part Five.

This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments, good or
bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

Part Five.

   Love Motel had been open now for nearly five months and it never seemed
to be empty and he had started to get people coming back time after time
for the special cabins, like the two sisters. They had recommended the
place for which he was grateful, not only for their custom, but it made for
good viewing.  It wasn't hard work in running the place and he was quite
happy at the way things were turning out. When all the guests had departed,
if they all left early enough, which they had this morning, for a change,
he went down to the diner for his breakfast instead of cooking his own.

   He was served by the big buxom waitress that had been to the motel for
the night twice so far. Though he doubted if she ever remembered getting
there, because both times she had been pissed as a coot. The first time was
with one man, the next, she had two men in tow.

   Tom sat eating his meal that she had smilingly served up to him and he
remembered that last time she had been there. It had been nearly three
weeks ago and as usual, had been drunk as had been the two men, though it
was the soberest one that had come into the office to check in. Tom didn't
think they'd appreciate one of the special cabins so they had cabin number
ten. He waited a short while before going to have a look as he hadn't seen
her perform on her previous visit. He slipped into the locker and drew back
the curtain and saw that they hadn't got very far. She, and one of the men
had fallen over and they were all laughing hysterically as the man
struggled to get her to her feet while the other was trying to get her coat
off as he got up.

   She pushed him back onto the floor as her coat came off and the man
threw it into the corner. She staggered upright and into the standing man's
arms and they both fell onto the bed and bounced back onto the floor and
started laughing again. They eventually sorted themselves out and one man
pulled a bottle from his coat and uncorked it and put it on the side and
went into the bathroom and returned with three glasses. He splashed rather
than poured some drink into the glasses and they all had a drink before she
got up and picked up her coat and hung it in the closet. The fact that she
missed the hanging rail and the whole thing fell to the bottom of the
closet went un-noticed as she shut the door. She then delved into her bag
and pulled out a small radio and tuned it into a station that was playing
some soft dance music. She swayed drunkenly in front of the two men now
seated on the bed.

   `I'm gonna dance for you,' she slurred. `Make yourselves
comfortable. Take those coats and ties off `cause you'll choke otherwise.'
They peeled off their jackets and ties as she started to sway in time to
the music, getting lost in the rhythm. With head tilted back, eyes closed,
she began to really move, her arms going up behind her neck to undo the top
of her dress. Her hand then brought the dress down off one shoulder as she
swayed to reveal the flesh of her upper arm as she pulled it free. This
bared arm went across her ample bosom as she did the same to the other
arm. She kept in time to the music as she slowly pulled the dress down as
she moved till it fell to her ankles and stepped out of it in front of one
of the men. She planted her feet firmly on the floor as she stood with her
legs astride and with her hands on her hips, gyrated her big backside with
the crotch of her panties just a few inches away from one man's nose. The
uncut hairs of her pubics could be seen peeking out from either side of
this thin material.

   The man made a grab for her, but she swayed back out of reach as she
laughed. Then with her feet still again but swaying her upper torso from
the hips, reached behind her back and unclipped her bra. This she slowly
pulled off so that her ample breasts swung free and from side to side as
she swayed. She threw the bra at the other man who caught and sniffed at
one of the cups with a drunken leer before tossing it to one side. She
kicked her shoes off and slid her hands into the sides of her panties as
one man took off his shirt and the other pulled his erection free from his
trousers. He began to slowly masturbate as she slid the panties down,
turning to show them the big moons of her backside. She quickly dropped
them and turned to face them, feet wide apart so that they could clearly
see the biggest sex hole in town vibrate as she stamped her foot in time to
the music. With her arms flung wide, she thrust her hips forward and
grinned at them as the dance came to a finish. They put their drinks down
to clap her and then quickly picked them up again to empty them down their
throats. One got up to go and refill his glass while the other one made a
grab for her. She pushed him back saying that she hadn't finished yet and
grabbed the nearly empty bottle from the other man and took a healthy slug
before she placed it on the hard backed chair that was there in the room.

   `Watch now and see the disappearing bottle,' she slurred as she got
astride the chair and placed herself above the bottle. She held the neck of
this bottle as she settled the top between the lips of her sex. She raised
her arms and then began to move her body from side to side as she slowly
sank down onto the bottle. Down she went and the two men and Tom watched as
it slowly disappeared. She kept moving down until it could no longer be
seen and she was seated on the chair. They both clapped wildly as she got
up and waddled over to them and asked one of them to pull it out. He had to
use both hands just to get a grip on the base of it and then slowly pull it
out of her. It came out with a slurping noise and he then lifted it up to
his lips and drained what drink was left in it.

   She had meanwhile, fallen over the man who had his cock out, kissing
him, his trousers now down round his ankles, hindering his movements. The
drinking man dropped the empty bottle and quickly pulled his trousers off,
his erection sticking out to the fore. He rolled her off the other fellow
and as her legs opened, he moved in and was soon stuck up in her. He
fumbled with her tits, trying to suck on a big nipple as he humped her, his
toes digging into the carpet to give him more leverage as he pounded
away. His partner had managed to untangle his feet and get his trousers off
and said plaintively that he was supposed to have had first bash.

   `Never mind honey,' she gasped as the other man grunted on top of
her. `Bring your pecker round this side and let me taste it.'

   She craned her head sideways as he scrambled on the bed and leaned
across her as best he could so that she could take him into her mouth. She
gurgled as her lips closed over it and she managed to free one arm so that
she could fondle his balls at the same time. The man on top of her
shuddered as he came, spending himself inside her and let his full weight
fall upon her. She had to let the prick go from her mouth so that she could
heave the one that had finished, off of her. The other, with his wet, fiery
headed cock was soon taking his place and bucking away in her for all he
was worth.

   Tom smiled at her as she poured him his second cup of coffee and she
gave him a sweet smile back in return. She just ate men. She had kept them
two going all night and they were like walking zombies the next morning
when they checked out. She took them in, chewed them up and when there was
nothing left, spat them out. It would be some time before these two would
be ready for another session with her.

   Tom paid for his breakfast and thanked her, and she said in turn that it
was a pleasure to serve him and if there was anything else he would like,
she'd be only too happy to be of service. He politely thanked her and said
that he would remember that.

   Back at the motel, he did his usual chores of helping the cleaner and
supplying her with fresh linen for the cabins. The laundry van had also
been and taken away the dirty things and leave the clean ones behind. After
a snack lunch, he went and had a short afternoon's nap. He fixed himself a
light meal for dinner in the office kitchen and by the time he had finished
it, all the cabins had been booked for the night.

   Cabin two had been booked a few days earlier because with the rack
folded up into the wall as well as the standard bed, it gave space for some
of the men from the town to have a private film show. Kenneth Banks, a
business man, travelled quite a lot in the course of his work, and whenever
he visited Hamburg, always bought several reels of film to bring back
home. So that night's booking was for them to see the latest ones he had
picked up. Tom knew how many would be coming and got spare chairs into the
room as well as a couple of cases of beer and glasses. He had three large
trays of sandwiches delivered from the diner and these were put in the room
along with plenty of ashtrays.

   It was about seven o'clock when they started to arrive, Joe Fields being
the first with the film projector, screen and speakers. Ken Banks was next
with the reels of films followed by the others in a very short time. So
there were eight men crowded into cabin two amid laughter and some
shouting, another reason for using that particular cabin as the noise they
made would be contained inside due to the sound proofing. Beer cans were
punctured and the room soon filled up with the haze of cigarette smoke. It
took a little time for them to get settled down while the projector was set
up. The screen fell over twice before they managed to get it to stand up on
its own against the bathroom wall. Ken Banks told them that he had got one
full length film that was not exactly hard core porn, but was worth
watching. The other reels were of the hard stuff that would be shown
afterwards. This brought out of cries of `Bring on the action.' `Give us
cock and cunt first,' greeted this announcement, but it was to be the
longer film first.

   Tom stayed in the cabin, but by the door in case he had to suddenly
leave. The film had an English speaking soundtrack to it and the men in the
cabin quietened down and settled themselves to watch it. Tom had a taken a
quick look outside to see that all was quiet and missed the title of the
film but noted that the screenplay was based on a novel by Amy Redek.

   It opened up to see a girl and a boy finishing a picnic next to a
motorcycle and they were wearing the leathers for it. Their dialogue told
you that she was a little rich girl and he was a bum and they had run off
together. But the veneer of their adventure was wearing thin as they had
little food and money left. They packed up the picnic things and rode off
on the bike to be overtaken, very dangerously by a swerving car that
proceeded to career off the road ahead of them. They stopped and helped the
drunken driver to get the car back on the road who, without any thanks, got
back behind the wheel and drove off.

   They followed him and watched him turn off into the grounds of a large
house, narrowly missing the gate posts as he did so. They too turned in to
see where he went, but couldn't see where he had gone, but carried on and
stopped by a small cottage in the grounds.  They got off the bike and he
said that he was going to see if anyone was in the cottage, leaving her by
the bike. He went up the path but instead of knocking at the door, looked
in the big window off to the left. It was a lounge or parlour he was
looking into, but didn't notice the furnishings because his eyes fell on a
naked man and woman on the carpet. The man's arse was going up and down
between the woman's legs as he was fucking her. He could clearly hear the
grunting and groans as they really made a meal of it and he could see the
woman's face quite clearly but they never noticed him watching them.

   The boy went back to the bike, not telling the girl what he had seen,
and they mounted the bike and rode off towards the big house that was now
visible. They also saw the car parked outside and pulled up next to it as
the young driver was still sitting inside. He got out as they stopped and
demanded to know what they wanted. The bike boy told him that all they
wanted was some food and money or they would tell his father at how being
drunk, he had crashed the car.

   This was being debated when the man and the woman from the cottage came
up to the house and asked what was going on. The bike boy was quick to say
that he was an old school chum and had been passing by with his sister and
was accepting the invitation to stay for a few days. The car driver
stuttered some words out that made it clear that the woman was his mother
and the man, a friend of the family.

   The bike boy then asked if he could have a private word with the woman
and indicated the stable block, with a puzzled look on her face, agreed. So
they walked the short distance to the stables and he went into an empty
horse stall and she followed him in.

   `Well what do you want?' she demanded of him.

   `You for a start,' he said, undoing the belt of his trousers. `I watched
you and your friend having a fuck in the cottage. I know he's not your
husband, so if I don't get a piece of the action, I will probably tell
him.' She called him a filthy little blackmailer as he pulled off his
trousers, but stopped when she saw the size of his cock standing out in
front of him and started to take her dress off. She was a lovely looking
dish and looked even better without her clothes on.

    The men in cabin two cheered as the biker pushed her down onto the
straw and buried his cock inside her. There were no close ups but you could
see his cock ramming in and out of her but you did get a close up of her
face and tits as she was being fucked and evidently beginning to enjoy
it. They both gave out cries as they came together, her with an orgasm and
him coming inside her.

   They went back to the house where the others had gone inside and found
that they could stay for a few days. The young girl had guessed what had
happened in the stables and the boy told her to shut her mouth as they were
staying there to get what they could out of the place. At dinner, the
film's dialogue told them that the woman's husband was an inventor and was
just putting the finishing touches to his formula for a new type of fuel
that was far cheaper then benzene. Also present at the table was his
secretary, the friend of the family as well as the son, mother, biker and
girlfriend.

   After dinner, the biker cornered the mother in one of the halls and got
her into a bedroom where they stripped off and you had another viewing
session of them fucking each other. Then it was back to the girlfriend's
room where you see her strip naked and see that she's got tit's the size of
balloons. At this, the biker turns up and quickly takes his clothes off to
see that he's rampant again and after her sucking on it for a little while,
he gets down to fucking her.

   Next morning, he asks the secretary if she would drive him down to the
local town so that he could order a part for his motorcycle as it couldn't
be ridden. She was about thirty years of age, wearing a somewhat shapeless
dress and her hair done up in a severe bun. To make her look even plainer,
she also wore glasses that had thick rims that made her eyes appear larger
than they actually were. She agreed to this as she had the time and drove
him to a local garage. While inside, he phoned somebody, the film didn't
reveal to whom he spoke, but he said about this fuel formula and was
promised a fantastic amount of money if he could get his hands on it.

   On returning to the car, he invited the secretary to lunch for doing him
this little service of driving him about. She agreed and so they had a
pleasant meal. When it came to paying the bill, he found that he'd left his
wallet behind at the house and if she would pay it, he would reimburse her
later. So she paid and they then drove back to the house.

   It was after dinner, and the secretary was in bed reading when after a
knock at the door, the biker boy entered to give her the money for
lunch. He sat down on the side of her bed and here, the dialogue was
terrible and the poor author must have cringed at the way they mangled that
scene. That she might look beautiful without the glasses and her hair down
etc, to which he pulled out the pins for it to cascade down to her
shoulders and on taking her glass off, he kissed her.

   The scene then changed to them both being bollock naked and fucking
themselves silly. Her breasts were as large as the mother's and after
sucking on them, she goes down and sucks on his erect cock. This time you
did get some close ups of them in the sixty nine position as she sucked and
he licked.

   Then he's back in his room and the girl friend is going down on him,
really sucking and deep throating him and then as her nose has been into
his pubic hairs, tells him that he's been fucking some other woman for she
can smell the scent. He pushed her off and told her to either go fuck the
other men or go fuck herself. He was laying the groundwork to get hold of
the fuel formula and make them both some money.

   The next day he bedded both the wife and the secretary as the girl
friend gets fucked by both the son and the friend in a threesome
session. The film actually showed her having the son flat on his flat with
his cock up her vagina as she lay on top of him and the friend fucking her
up the arse at the same time.

   There were claps and cheers at this scene from the men in the crowded
cabin.

   Later, the girl friend is having it off with the son who professes to
have fallen in love with her and wants her to ditch the biker and stay with
him. She decides to stay and tells him of the biker's plans and so they go
to see his father. He's already guessed what was in the wind for he knew
that the boy was fucking his secretary and so tells them of what he'd
planned to do about it. Here, the girl announces that her father was a very
rich man and she was sure would finance the processing of his fuel idea.

   The scenes inter-shifts here with the father telling of what he proposed
to do and then to the boy as he's fucking the secretary about how to steal
the formula and she agreed on being promised a half share of what they
would get from selling it.

   The son and girl go off to fuck each other as the father prepares the
final draft of the formula for the secretary to type, which she does, not
knowing it to be false. Another scene shows the family friend fiddling
about with the motorcycle before it cuts back to the biker and the
secretary in bed and as he's humping her again, she tells him that she has
the formula and that they can leave at any time.

   It's early evening and we see the biker and the secretary getting onto
the motorcycle and driving off away from the house. It follows them for a
minute until, with some close ups of the bike's front wheel, we suddenly
see this wheel disintegrate and both are thrown onto the busy highway where
they both get hit by various other vehicles, obviously killing them. Then
it's back to the dining room of the house where the father raises his glass
in a toast to the new fuel and, with a wink to his son and the girl, the
possible merger of the two families.

   There were lots of groans from the men in the cabin as the film came to
its end.

   `Not enough cunt,' someone called out. `Throw it back.' another called
out, with other catcalls being made at the film's end.

   While the film reels were being changed, more beer cans were opened and
Tom did the same to the cabin door to let out some of the smoke and get
some fresh air into the room. He also went out and checked that all was
okay round the motel during this reel changing period and was back as one
of the hard core porno films began. There wasn't any dialogue, just a mish
mash of music as a background to the first film. The colour was bad as was
the story line, of which there really wasn't one.

   It opened to show a man and a woman in the grass kissing before they
started to strip off each other's clothes. He is a European and she looks
like an Eurasian. Brown body, small tits but a wide gash. The man is soon
tonguing her and we see that they are being watched from behind some bushes
by another female. She is fingering herself as she watches the girl start
to suck on the man's cock. Many close ups of all the private parts are
shown as her fingers play with her own clitoris as the other girl licks the
head of the rampant cock held in her hand. Then the girl in the bushes is
grabbed from behind and her top is pulled down as she kneels there. This
action reveals a pair of massive tits that swing loose and are then
massaged by a pair of hands. Her dress is then thrown up to reveal a shiny
wet vagina and the man's cock sliding up inside her. The film kept flipping
backwards and forwards between the cock sliding in and out of one woman as
the other sucks and tongues the cock of the other man.

   Tom noted that many of the men there had their own cocks out and were
slowly masturbating as they watched the film, handkerchiefs to the ready as
they worked on themselves. When the woman in the film brought the man to
the point of ejaculation, she held it clear of her mouth so that you could
see his sperm shoot out for her to catch it in her mouth. Tom saw that one
of the audience, so engrossed in the film, came and missed his handkerchief
and shot his load onto the back of the man in front. Better him than the
carpet, thought Tom, who would have to had cleaned it up later.

   It was all very well for them to watch these films and get their rocks
off this way, but it wasn't for Tom. He could see it live in the flesh and
in full Technicolor and didn't need this kind of stimulation, so he slipped
out of the cabin into the fresh air and decided, though he had got an
erection from watching the films, wanted to do it to himself in one of his
own private viewing rooms.

   He heard the claps and cheering faintly when this film finished and they
were into the second film when he went back inside the cabin. Two naked
girls, up on the screen, were playing about in a pool by some woods when
the scene cut to a field. There was already one tent up, assuming it was
that of the girls, because two boys erected another one quite close to
it. The next scene showed you the boys in a bar having drinks and then it
was back to the girls as they came out of the water. Naked and displaying
their wet tits as well as their fannies as they put on a minimum of
clothing before going into their tent.

   Then they are naked again, kissing each other before performing
cunnilingus on each other, close ups of tongues licking and sucking at the
clits and vaginas. Back to the bar as the boys, evidently a bit drunk,
leave and make their way back to their tent. One stops off for a piss while
the other crawls into the tent. This first one, when finished, stumbles on
and falls over a guy rope and begins to crawl into the wrong tent. He
doesn't notice the girls in the dark as he strips off and promptly falls
asleep. The girls are giggling and as one lights the lantern, the other
pulls off the boy's covering to reveal a flaccid penis.

   Close up of one girl taking it into her mouth and bringing it up to a
full erection and then giving him a hand job as she sucks on him
further. She holds it clear of her mouth as he comes so that it could
clearly be seen leaving the eye of his cock and splattering her face and
mouth. She smiles as it sprays over her, licking what she can and was just
taking it back into her mouth when the film started to go all brown and a
white spot began in the centre and quickly moved outwards as the film burnt
out.

   Loud groans and catcalls as the projector was stopped and the lights
turned on for them to repair the film. The room erupted into talk and Tom
decided that he'd had enough of it so he slipped back out into the fresh
air. He walked around for a bit to clear his head after all that smoke and
thought it was about time for him to inspect the other cabins from the
linen lockers.

   He checked each one of his private viewing windows to see what the
occupants were up to. In most, the activity was nil and the last one to be
checked was cabin number one. Earlier that evening, with all the cabins
booked, he was surprised that it had been a month since this couple had
last used it. He hadn't recalled the name when it was booked over the phone
but recognised her as soon as she had walked into the office. A very well
dressed woman of about thirty five, precisely spoken, in fact, so much so
that it marked her up as being a foreigner. Her companion was the same
small slim Eurasia girl of around the early twenties in age. This was their
fourth time here, coming in once a month since they had heard of cabin
number one. Tom had only watched them the once and thought it was time that
he saw the show again that they put on.

   He went into that locker and as usual, took care to lock the door behind
him before moving over to the window and drawing back the curtain. The
older well dressed woman was always referred to by the other younger one as
Lady, and still looked elegant, though attired completely different to what
she had been wearing when booking in. She was now wearing calf length boots
of a soft leather that had high heels. The high heels made her calves swell
and gave her legs an impression of being of great length. Her thighs were
bare up to the tight black pants that she wore, but they were only pants in
the sense that they were round her thighs and waist. There wasn't a crotch
piece to them so front and rear were clearly visible. Her waist was quite
narrow and had full heavy breasts which were encased in a black leather bra
with the centre pieces missing so that her nipples showed through. It was
strapless, leaving shoulders and neck bare as was the lower half of her
face, the upper part being masked. This covered the top of her head and
down to the cheek bones and across the bridge of her nose. The eye holes
were large and they made her own eyes seem twice their normal size.

   In her hand she carried a whip, the handle of which was large and thick
and tapered off to end with five strands of chamois leather. These strands
she kept wet. Lady was overdressed in comparison to the little Eurasian
girl who was completely naked and Lady referred to her as Minty. They were
using the ceiling hooks this night and Minty's wrists were in a loop of
silken rope that were through the hooks so that her arms were apart and
high above her head. She was not suspended as her feet were flat on the
floor but it stretched her taut in front of her captor. Lady was talking
softly to Minty and gently flicking her with the whip. So gently that just
the barest whisper of sound reached Tom as the fine ends caressed the slim
dark body. The gentle swish as they moved lazily through the air and
landing with a sound like quiet rasp of a painter's brush upon canvas as
the tips of the thongs moved across the small pert breasts. Minty moaned as
their ends touched her flesh, not from pain, but pleasure. Lady was not a
true sadist as Minty was a masochist. Tom chuckled to himself as he
remembered an old joke.

   "Beat me," begged the masochist.

   "No," gloated the sadist.

   Minty kept twisting her fine body to catch the whip on different parts
of her body. A fine film of perspiration lay between her breasts and around
her trimmed pubic hairs. Lady, as she used the whip with a deft practised
hand, was using the other hand to alternately touch and rub her now rigid
nipples and rub herself through the open front of her pants. With Lady
crooning softly and Minty giving out small groans, the motions of both of
them increased. The whip moved faster, Minty twisted more and Lady rubbed
herself vigorously until Minty cried out.

   `Now Lady, now!'  Minty, her head thrown back and with her hands tied
high, stood with her legs as far apart as she could get them as Lady went
down onto her knees between them. Minty's hands now grasped the silken
ropes tied to her wrists as Lady lifted the stretched legs and put them
across her shoulders as she moved and pulled Minty's wet cunt to her open
waiting mouth. As the mouth went inside the outer lips and the tongue
started to lick inside the inner ones, Minty shuddered and began to work
her body violently against Lady's face.

   Lady had a firm grasp on the hips and held tight as she worked her head
in between the ripe young thighs. It was the same pattern as before Tom
noted. There was little variation in what they did.

   When Lady had finished between Minty's thighs, both had obviously had an
orgasm, stood up, her face and lips glistening with Minty's juices. The
same kind of juices that Tom noted were slowly moving down Lady's own inner
thighs. These Minty would be licking later when untied, but for now, Lady
began to lick the salty perspiration from Minty's taut stomach. Then as
Minty's feet fell back to the floor, Lady carried on licking upwards and
between the small breasts and over them as they shone in the light. Tom
played with himself and dumped his ball sac contents as usual over the wall
in front of him. He was not ashamed of his cock for it was of average
length but thicker than most. This was probably due to the fact that he'd
used his hands daily on it for many years past now, then more than once a
day if he could get some good peeping in.

   He left Lady flicking Minty again with the whip, building up into
another sucking climax He knew that the names they used for one another was
from the fact that Lady was addressed so was because she dressed and acted
like one and that he'd heard Lady refer to the other girl as her bint with
the hole, hence Minty.

   He left the locker and them two still at it and went over to the office
and let himself in and opened a beer and waited for the film show to finish
which wasn't that long. He stood on the boardwalk and said goodnight to
those leaving, the last being Ken Banks who came and shook Tom's hand and
thanked him for getting the beer and sandwiches in and paid him for them
and the room before going off himself. Tom went over and locked the cabin
and decided to clean the place up in the morning before turning in himself.

                                                         *

    It was two weeks later that he saw something which he didn't like and
knew that there wasn't a lot he could do about it without revealing his
viewing windows. A man had pulled in just after lunch which was unusual to
have someone book in so early. The man booked in and took the key to cabin
number eight and Tom went outside to look and saw that the man carried what
looked like a camera case into the cabin, but he thought he'd just caught a
glimpse of a child with him but wasn't certain. So Tom gave it a few
minutes before making his way down the boardwalk and passing number eight,
saw that they curtains were drawn and went and opened the locker and went
inside. He knew he couldn't stay long because the office was still open. He
pulled back the curtain from the mirror above the bed and saw that he had
been right.

   For the man was now naked and sitting in the chair with an erection
sticking out and a small naked boy stood before him.

   `Come on,' he said to the boy, `get down and suck it. You've done it in
the car before and when you've sucked it for a bit, I've got something else
to show you.'

   What else you pervert, Tom thought as he watched the boy go down onto
his knees and holding the man's cock upright, put his mouth over the head
and began to suck on him.

   `Don't worry,' the man said as the small head bobbed on his cock. `I
won't come in your mouth this time. Ahhhh,' the man sighed as he leaned
back for a minute. `That's good boy, real good.'

   Tom wanted to leave but had to wait just to see what this something else
would be and didn't have to wait long for the man pulled the boy up off of
him and turned him round so that he was facing the opposite wall. Tom then
guessed what was going to happen as the man got a tube of cream out from
the side of the chair and squeezed a drop out onto the head of cock before
putting the tube back.

   `Now this won't hurt,' he said as he lifted the boy up by the waist and
lifted him back and over his lap and dropped the boy down onto his upright
cock. The boy gave out a cry as he suddenly found he'd got the man's cock
up his arse. The man laughed to cover the boy's cry and began to bounce the
now sobbing boy on his lap. Tom was disgusted at seeing this and closed the
curtain. It was alright for David Robinson and Bert Jones doing it for they
were adults and knew exactly what they were at but that poor boy didn't.

   Tom locked the door to the locker and went back to the office and sat
there looking at the phone. Did he call the sheriff and tell him what he'd
seen? This then posed the problem of revealing his secret windows and that
could cause him as much trouble as he would create, and probably come off
worse.

   He was still pondering on this problem when it was resolved for him by
seeing the car pull past the office's open door and he saw that the child
was in the car as well. Tom shot out of the office as the car turned right
towards Lincoln Avenue. He raced round to the back of the office where he
had his pick-up. This was a two seater Dodge pick-up truck, the type with
an open back for carrying. He'd traded it for his camper van when he was
settled into the motel and had his own room to sleep in.

   He got in and started it and drove out and was just in time to see the
other car turn in towards the town. He raced down that short stretch of
highway and saw the car well ahead of him and eased off the throttle a
little as he didn't want to get too close but just to see where he went
with the boy. They crossed Main Street and he watched it indicate a left
turn and knew that it was turning into the school.

   Tom parked a few yards back from the school's entrance and got out and
walked on past the school and then saw the man walking across the yard.

   `Excuse me,' Tom said to a young woman who'd just come up to the school,
possibly to collect one of the children. `Excuse me, but who is that man
there?' he asked as he pointed at the man he'd followed.

   `That's Judd Kierney, the school janitor,' she replied. `Why?'

   `Oh, er, I thought it was somebody I knew, but now know it isn't. Thank
you,' he said and went back to his pick-up and drove back to the
motel. Well he knew his name now and he checked the register when he got
back into the office and saw, not very legible, that it was the same
name. Stupid man should have known better than to put his real name in a
motel's register when he's an acting paedophile.

   Well there wasn't a lot he could do now for the man would really have to
be caught in the middle of the act for he, Tom, had no proof of what the
man had done and Tom wasn't sure if he would be able to identify the
boy. So it was something he would have to look out for in the future if he
ever came again. Though why had he booked the cabin for the whole night if
he was just going to fuck the boy during the afternoon. He'd said that the
boy had already sucked his cock in the car so why not fuck him in there as
well? He put this out of his mind for the time being as it was getting on
now towards evening and he'd other guests coming in soon.

   Some of these had just booked in and were on their way to their cabins
when he saw the car of this Judd Kierney pull in and go and stop outside
cabin eight. He watched him get out and saw that he had a small portable
television with him as he let himself into the cabin. Well televisions at
that time were not installed in motels as a matter of course but it
intrigued Tom all the same. So when he had a moment, he slipped into the
locker and looked through the curtain into the room.

   The television had been plugged in and Tom now saw that a small camera
was also plugged into the set and he now saw why. For the man had filmed
that afternoon's sex with the boy. The man was sitting on the end of the
bed, naked and jerking himself off as he watched himself fucking that boy
of the afternoon. Tom saw that the man had set the camera up at the right
angle for him to see the boys crying face and also see his own prick going
in and out of the boy as he'd been bounced on the erect cock. Also, it
showed the man's pleasure when he came inside the lad as he ground his hips
upward whilst holding the boy fast to his lap.

   But again, Tom mused, back in the office, he couldn't prove that it was
the same boy or how he came to know about it and it rather worried him. He
was really glad when he saw the man leave the next morning and so thought
no more about it. That is until two weeks later when the man showed up
again at the office requiring a room for the night. Tom made sure that he
saw the inside of the car this time and sure enough, there was a young boy
inside. Tom gave him the key to the same cabin and as soon as the man and
boy had gone inside, he phoned the sheriff.

  `Hello? Sheriff. This is Tom Love at the motel. I think I've got a
problem here. I've had this man just book in and he's with a small boy. Now
he was in here two weeks ago with another boy and I think he's brought him
here for underage sex.'

   `Are you sure?' the voice came through the phone.

   `Of course not, but it's strange to book in at this time of the day when
kids should be at school and this is the second time in two weeks.'

   `What's the man's name?'

   `Judd Kierney, the school janitor.

   `Christ! His name's been mentioned before about this but we didn't have
proof. We'll be right over.' The phone went dead and Tom replaced the
receiver and got out the spare key and waited for the sheriff to
arrive. That was in less than five minutes when the patrol car pulled
silently into the motel yard.

   `Got the key?' the sheriff asked as he and the deputy got out.

   `Yes,' Tom said, handing it over. `Cabin number eight. Can you say that
you've had the tip off from a parent who saw him drive in here if he's
doing what we think he's doing?'

   `Sure thing Tom,' he grinned. `I've been waiting for something like
this.' He walked off with the deputy and Tom close behind and he went
straight up to the cabin and slowly took his gun out of its holster and put
the key in the door and unlocked it and swung it open in one swift
movement.

   Judd was literally caught in the act. Kneeling on the bed, naked as was
the boy before him, bent over with his cock up the boy's arse.

   `Oh shit!' Judd said, a miserable look on his face.

   `Yes, you're in the shit twice you fucking bastard. Now get out of that
kid and put some pants on for you're under arrest,' the sheriff
snarled. Judd pulled his cock out of the sobbing boy who fell forward onto
the bed. `Get the boy's clothes on,' he said to his deputy as he hit Judd
across the face with his gun. `Resisting arrest Judd. That adds a few more
years to your sentence.' Both Judd and the boy were wailing now as the
deputy tried to get the boy into his clothes while the sheriff watched Judd
pull on his trousers. He wouldn't let him put anything else on as he
grabbed his wrist and snapped a pair of handcuffs on and dragged him out
and across the motel's parking yard to his car and shoved him into the back
seat and snapped the other end of the handcuff to a special hook down near
the floor. Meanwhile, the deputy had got the boy dressed and carried him to
his car.

   `Thanks a lot Tom,' the sheriff said. `He'll get at least ten years for
this and he'll find out what it's like inside when he's on the receiving
end of the other inmates. They just love people like him.'

   The cars left, with Judd for the pen and the boy into therapy and Tom
hoped that the boy wouldn't finish up like David Robinson. Tom went back to
the cabin and saw that the sheriff had overlooked the camera which was
still running and so he turned it off and collected the rest of Judd's
clothes and anything else and took it all up to the office and would drop
it in to the sheriff the next day.

   To finish of what happened to Judd was that two months after being
arrested, he was brought to trial and pleaded guilty. He was sentenced to
ten years and two years later, after repeated rapes of his person,
committed suicide in his cell.

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   It was late afternoon when a big burly black guy entered the office.

   `Have you got a room for me and my girl?' He asked.

   `Only one left,' Tom replied. `It's not the usual motel room and it
costs at little extra.' Tom was referring to the cabin with fur.

   `Can I see it?' the man asked.

   `Sure,' Tom said, taking the key of its hook and led the way across the
yard. He'd noted the smartly creased shirt and trousers. `Army?' he asked.

   `Marines. Staff sergeant, on furlough,' the man replied as Tom opened
the door to cabin five and showed him the room.

   `Gee, that looks great! She's gonna love this pad,' he said. `We'll take
it.'

    `If you'll just sign the register,' Tom said giving him the key and
they walked back to the office. Tom watched him sign in as Amos Fletcher
and took the money. He watched him walk out to the car .

   `It's a great pad Andy,' he said as he got into the car.

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