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Letting My Mind Wonder Back To When I Was A Night Clerk At A Motel
During my college years I got a job over the summer as a night clerk at a chain motel. I had duties which I was taught by the day manager and he set me free a couple of nights later. I had been there a week when a man checked in after midnight and I gave him a room around back because I saw that he was driving a big pickup. He came up to the front desk asking for toilet paper, and stayed and talked and asked if there was something to eat because he was hungry.
Eager to please I went into the closet where they stored the extra toiletries because I knew they had some cereal boxes and cookies and crackers. He took the cookies and leaned over the counter to eat them while I finished off my housekeeping schedule for the next morning. He asked how long I had worked there, what I was studying, how my girlfriend business was going. He asked if I had ever kissed a man. If I ever dreamt about sucking a man's cock. What did I think about a man having a turn at me. He said I was just the kind of boy he liked and now that my reports were done why didn't I come back with him to his room and he would teach me a thing or two.
The door to the front desk was closed but not locked and he walked around and came behind thee desk and said he saw me and he knew he liked me and by God he wasn't going to bed until he had unloaded himself with me. Boy, let's put it real simple, he said. I like you. I want to fuck you. Do you want it back in the room, or we can go in there (the manager's office), you can suck on my stick and then I can fuck you and then I can go get some sleep.
He pulled his shirt out of his pants and unzipped his pants and took his cock out and told me to get busy. He sat or leaned really against the front desk stool and I got down on my knees and I did what he asked. Not because he asked, because I just had to. I had to, I couldn't stop myself and I sucked on his cock and he got hard. We went into the manager's office and he had me lean over the desk and he rammed and shoved his cock right up my virgin ass. It hurt, and didn't hurt, the more he got in the better it felt until it only felt good and all I wanted him to do was fuck. He got his rocks off and stood back and told me I was a good boy.
He left the next morning after I was off work and I never saw him again. II think about him often, he broke the veil with me. I had tasted cock and I have spent the rest of my life with cock on my mind. I never did hook up with anyone for any real period of time, I'm a loner, I live alone and when the moment and time is right I find someone to spend some quality time with. He has to be the right sort of man, my fantasy man is a tow truck driver lost at night looking for a place to bed down. I fantasize myself being that college boy and crawling in bed with him and letting him break me in one more time. But that's a fantasy, that sort of thing only happens once in your life and it happened to me, more or less, back when I was 19.
Eager to please I went into the closet where they stored the extra toiletries because I knew they had some cereal boxes and cookies and crackers. He took the cookies and leaned over the counter to eat them while I finished off my housekeeping schedule for the next morning. He asked how long I had worked there, what I was studying, how my girlfriend business was going. He asked if I had ever kissed a man. If I ever dreamt about sucking a man's cock. What did I think about a man having a turn at me. He said I was just the kind of boy he liked and now that my reports were done why didn't I come back with him to his room and he would teach me a thing or two.
The door to the front desk was closed but not locked and he walked around and came behind thee desk and said he saw me and he knew he liked me and by God he wasn't going to bed until he had unloaded himself with me. Boy, let's put it real simple, he said. I like you. I want to fuck you. Do you want it back in the room, or we can go in there (the manager's office), you can suck on my stick and then I can fuck you and then I can go get some sleep.
He pulled his shirt out of his pants and unzipped his pants and took his cock out and told me to get busy. He sat or leaned really against the front desk stool and I got down on my knees and I did what he asked. Not because he asked, because I just had to. I had to, I couldn't stop myself and I sucked on his cock and he got hard. We went into the manager's office and he had me lean over the desk and he rammed and shoved his cock right up my virgin ass. It hurt, and didn't hurt, the more he got in the better it felt until it only felt good and all I wanted him to do was fuck. He got his rocks off and stood back and told me I was a good boy.
He left the next morning after I was off work and I never saw him again. II think about him often, he broke the veil with me. I had tasted cock and I have spent the rest of my life with cock on my mind. I never did hook up with anyone for any real period of time, I'm a loner, I live alone and when the moment and time is right I find someone to spend some quality time with. He has to be the right sort of man, my fantasy man is a tow truck driver lost at night looking for a place to bed down. I fantasize myself being that college boy and crawling in bed with him and letting him break me in one more time. But that's a fantasy, that sort of thing only happens once in your life and it happened to me, more or less, back when I was 19.
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