* I penned this experience about three months ago, and it is an entirely true story. I hope you enjoy it 
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A couple of summers ago, I worked for a 24-hour valet service at a major hotel. We were located in a fairly large city, so we had a lot of out-of-towners come through with their cars. If I worked during the day, I was outside, running my ass off, sweating through my polo. When I worked the third shift, from 11p to 7a, I was allowed to sit inside, and basically play on my computer. Anytime we heard the door open, the front desk staffer and I would go to the desk.
One evening, around midnight, a tall, thin, long haired stud walked through the door. He didn’t have a car for me to park, but I was more than happy to stand there by the desk while he got checked in. Looking him up and down, he was about 6’3”, with a stunning face and beautiful eyes. As I was pretending to go about my business at the desk, our eyes locked a couple of times. Nervous to be caught by my co-workers, I would quickly avert my eyes.
After he got checked in, I stayed at the desk until he got on the elevator. As he stepped in, right before he disappeared behind the door, he glanced back over and met my eyes. My heart started pounding in my chest, and I knew that this incredibly gorgeous man had his eye on me.
About five minutes later, I heard the bell ring at the desk. I stepped out of the office, and who was it but the gorgeous man, asking me to place a wake-up call. Only, this time around, he looked even more stunning. He had removed his jacket, and I noticed he had unbuttoned the top three buttons of his shirt, so I was able to see the beginnings of his beautiful chest hair. Coupled with his tight jeans, I could feel the boner growing in my pants.
As he said thank you for the wake-up call, he winked at me, and headed back for the elevator. I had about a ten second conversation with myself of “Should I?” I decided I should, so I went over to the elevator he had gotten on, and it said he was on the fourteenth floor.
I let the front desk clerk know I was “taking a smoke break”, and I walked up to the second floor of the lobby. My heart racing, I headed to the elevator. Once on, I pushed the fourteenth floor button. The whole ride up I was hoping my instincts were correct.
I got up to the fourteenth floor and stepped out of the elevator. Right across from the elevator, the man was coming out of his room, ice-bucket in hand. He saw me, and smiled. “How are you doing tonight,” he asked. I replied “eh, I’m fine. It’s been a slow night,” to which his response was, “well, maybe I could speed it up for you a little bit?” as he pushed the door open to his room.
I couldn’t be gone from the desk long, or it would look suspicious. It was a good thing, in this case, that I’d had a boner ever since the man first looked at me. I felt ready to explode at any moment. As I turned back toward the door, he had undone his shirt, and I could see his figure – it might as well have come from a Greek God. His perfect chiseled abs were not done justice by the shirt he had undone. I’ve always had a thing for guys taller than me, so when he pulled me into him, the kiss we shared very nearly took my breath away.
After this passionate kiss, he reached down and felt my rock-solid hardon. Without words, he undid my belt, pulled my boxer briefs down a bit, and grabbed onto it. Without thinking, I reached down and grabbed his cock – already hard, he was a good 8 or 9 inches. Knowing I wasn’t lucky enough to get that far, I relished in the fact that I was getting paid 10 dollars an hour for my valet job, and this was what I was spending my time doing.
I sat down on his bed, and he knelt down in front of me, swallowing my cock in one gulp. As it was the middle of the night, I nearly lost consciousness at how good this man’s lips were around my raging erection. After a couple of minutes (which is not normal, but I’d been hard for this man for almost 45 minutes now), I felt my balls tighten. He must have felt them too, because with one last deep-throat gulp, I blasted my load down his throat. I came 9 or 10 times before I started to go limp. After he cleaned me up, he said, “Damn, boy…I’ll sleep really well tonight.” As I made sure my uniform looked good, we chatted about why he was there – some conference or another. With one last kiss, I told I needed to get back downstairs. He said thanks again, kissed me deeply one last time, and we said goodnight.
When I got back to the front desk, neither the clerk nor the night security officer said anything to me. I knew in my mind I must have been gleaming, though.
I’d hoped I would see him again at the hotel, but when I left at 7, he hadn’t appeared again. It was a one night stand I’ll never forget.
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A couple of summers ago, I worked for a 24-hour valet service at a major hotel. We were located in a fairly large city, so we had a lot of out-of-towners come through with their cars. If I worked during the day, I was outside, running my ass off, sweating through my polo. When I worked the third shift, from 11p to 7a, I was allowed to sit inside, and basically play on my computer. Anytime we heard the door open, the front desk staffer and I would go to the desk.
One evening, around midnight, a tall, thin, long haired stud walked through the door. He didn’t have a car for me to park, but I was more than happy to stand there by the desk while he got checked in. Looking him up and down, he was about 6’3”, with a stunning face and beautiful eyes. As I was pretending to go about my business at the desk, our eyes locked a couple of times. Nervous to be caught by my co-workers, I would quickly avert my eyes.
After he got checked in, I stayed at the desk until he got on the elevator. As he stepped in, right before he disappeared behind the door, he glanced back over and met my eyes. My heart started pounding in my chest, and I knew that this incredibly gorgeous man had his eye on me.
About five minutes later, I heard the bell ring at the desk. I stepped out of the office, and who was it but the gorgeous man, asking me to place a wake-up call. Only, this time around, he looked even more stunning. He had removed his jacket, and I noticed he had unbuttoned the top three buttons of his shirt, so I was able to see the beginnings of his beautiful chest hair. Coupled with his tight jeans, I could feel the boner growing in my pants.
As he said thank you for the wake-up call, he winked at me, and headed back for the elevator. I had about a ten second conversation with myself of “Should I?” I decided I should, so I went over to the elevator he had gotten on, and it said he was on the fourteenth floor.
I let the front desk clerk know I was “taking a smoke break”, and I walked up to the second floor of the lobby. My heart racing, I headed to the elevator. Once on, I pushed the fourteenth floor button. The whole ride up I was hoping my instincts were correct.
I got up to the fourteenth floor and stepped out of the elevator. Right across from the elevator, the man was coming out of his room, ice-bucket in hand. He saw me, and smiled. “How are you doing tonight,” he asked. I replied “eh, I’m fine. It’s been a slow night,” to which his response was, “well, maybe I could speed it up for you a little bit?” as he pushed the door open to his room.
I couldn’t be gone from the desk long, or it would look suspicious. It was a good thing, in this case, that I’d had a boner ever since the man first looked at me. I felt ready to explode at any moment. As I turned back toward the door, he had undone his shirt, and I could see his figure – it might as well have come from a Greek God. His perfect chiseled abs were not done justice by the shirt he had undone. I’ve always had a thing for guys taller than me, so when he pulled me into him, the kiss we shared very nearly took my breath away.
After this passionate kiss, he reached down and felt my rock-solid hardon. Without words, he undid my belt, pulled my boxer briefs down a bit, and grabbed onto it. Without thinking, I reached down and grabbed his cock – already hard, he was a good 8 or 9 inches. Knowing I wasn’t lucky enough to get that far, I relished in the fact that I was getting paid 10 dollars an hour for my valet job, and this was what I was spending my time doing.
I sat down on his bed, and he knelt down in front of me, swallowing my cock in one gulp. As it was the middle of the night, I nearly lost consciousness at how good this man’s lips were around my raging erection. After a couple of minutes (which is not normal, but I’d been hard for this man for almost 45 minutes now), I felt my balls tighten. He must have felt them too, because with one last deep-throat gulp, I blasted my load down his throat. I came 9 or 10 times before I started to go limp. After he cleaned me up, he said, “Damn, boy…I’ll sleep really well tonight.” As I made sure my uniform looked good, we chatted about why he was there – some conference or another. With one last kiss, I told I needed to get back downstairs. He said thanks again, kissed me deeply one last time, and we said goodnight.
When I got back to the front desk, neither the clerk nor the night security officer said anything to me. I knew in my mind I must have been gleaming, though.
I’d hoped I would see him again at the hotel, but when I left at 7, he hadn’t appeared again. It was a one night stand I’ll never forget.