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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 39
My Job As A Bell Hop In College Helped Me Discover My Wild Side
While I was in college I worked the bell stand. For the first two years I worked 11-7. Strange things happen.
I subbed for room service with a limited menu. One night a lady called, wanted ice. A tip is a tip, I took her a bucket. Totally, 100 percent naked. She offered me a drink, when I declined, she stood with the drink in her hand, 'you see what you're missing'. The lady had to have been fifty.
One night the night clerk sent me up to a room with a Murphy bed, the guest needed help. A man stood there, his zipper down, his dick out. Not a word or suggestion.
We had a rent a cop, he got in trouble when he pulled his gun on a man, an undercover vise cop. That's how we found out 'the drunk' who sat at the bar, was really vice fingering hookers.
One night a man checked in with heavy baggage. I had to use a dolly. In his room he opened the curtains, and asked how much I needed to get friendly. He put three hundred dollar bills on the nightstand. The things you do for money.
After that night I was always friendly, if the tip was good enough. I got to like being with older men really. No drama, just some good sex and loving. One night stands. When I went on the morning shift I really missed it. I needed by then to be with a man, and the morning coffee shop manager turned out to like college boys.
All in all it was a good job, made decent money, and found out by accident that I had a hidden talent.
I subbed for room service with a limited menu. One night a lady called, wanted ice. A tip is a tip, I took her a bucket. Totally, 100 percent naked. She offered me a drink, when I declined, she stood with the drink in her hand, 'you see what you're missing'. The lady had to have been fifty.
One night the night clerk sent me up to a room with a Murphy bed, the guest needed help. A man stood there, his zipper down, his dick out. Not a word or suggestion.
We had a rent a cop, he got in trouble when he pulled his gun on a man, an undercover vise cop. That's how we found out 'the drunk' who sat at the bar, was really vice fingering hookers.
One night a man checked in with heavy baggage. I had to use a dolly. In his room he opened the curtains, and asked how much I needed to get friendly. He put three hundred dollar bills on the nightstand. The things you do for money.
After that night I was always friendly, if the tip was good enough. I got to like being with older men really. No drama, just some good sex and loving. One night stands. When I went on the morning shift I really missed it. I needed by then to be with a man, and the morning coffee shop manager turned out to like college boys.
All in all it was a good job, made decent money, and found out by accident that I had a hidden talent.
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