Sam the Receptionist
Everyone knew of the Savoy Hotel in London, after all it was one of the most prestigious hotels in the world. What people didn’t know is the sort of things that happened once you were inside. But as the night manager I knew all too well, and it seemed to me that you might like to hear the stories.
Where to begin, well I think Sam would be a good start, he was my receptionist; he had worked alongside me since I started. We had learnt the way things worked together.
Let me explain
In our employment terms it was expressly forbidden for male members of staff to engage in any ‘activity’ with female guests. However, there was no such stipulation when it came to the male guests. So when you work with so many gorgeous people all day and night you get a little horny, and so do the guests.
Therefore it was considered good service if when called upon you would service the needs of the clientele. As far as I am aware only 3 of the boys who work the night shift with me are actually gay, but let’s just say they are incredibly sexual and so anything really went.
Now Sam, Sam was a slim young man, who, like so many, looked good in his uniform, his hair was immaculate and he was good at charming the guests out of that little extra tip here and there.
But this time I really remember him, was when he met his match. I had never met this particular guest before, he was an American, cute, slightly geeky look, and glasses, tall and slim, yet I reckon he had a good body under the jeans and t-shirt.
Now please remember that I only get the stories in the staff room afterwards, but let me assure you most of it is true, although some of my boys do like a little exaggeration, I’ve seen that at the urinals if you know what I mean?!
Now this young man’s name was Blake Mitchell, if I remember correctly, and he was getting the usual chat from Sam, and I was waiting for the extra bottle of champagne to be added to the order. But this guy seemed to be oblivious to the advances, and if I may say so was more interested in Sam than what he was saying.
But Sam was not to be beaten, and he too had noticed that Mr Mitchell was indeed more interested in him than with the offers Sam was selling. So he decided that he would seal the deal,
"Mr Mitchell, how would you feel about taking the extra bottle of Champagne and Roses",
Blake was about say something when Sam cut him short, "and if you tell me when you would like them I will deliver them personally."
A smile spread across Blake’s gorgeous face, "OK", he said "let’s say 12.30 that gives me an hour or so to freshen up."
Sam smiled, but before he could confirm Blake added another condition. "Just one more thing, could you send a bellboy up to collect some instructions for you when you come up?"
"Of course", said Sam, "anything to oblige."
Sam and I watched Blake walk away and into the elevator, as he turned, we both clearly saw a huge smile across his face.
"Not bad", I said to Sam who was also smiling. "He was definitely up for it", I said. "You lucky bastard", I laughed.
"I wonder what he wants me to bring", said Sam, "you’ll find out soon enough!"
"Josh," I called over a bellboy, "could you go to room 135 and collect a parcel for Sam."
Josh nodded and disappeared off. Sam was guessing all sorts of things, a precise choice of champagne; maybe he wanted Sam to bring condoms or something.
But Sam was a little bit wrong, Blake was a bit more adventurous than we had reckoned. Josh came back smiling, "he’s hot", said Josh, "great body too, and he was just in his boxers. Here is the note and parcel."
Sam took the small parcel and note; he opened the note and read what it said.
“I like my liaisons to be a little daring; I will not open the door to you unless you are ONLY wearing this. Yours sexily, Blake XX”
Sam looked a little confused and so he opened the package, tipping it up he let the single item drop out onto the desk.
"He is a saucy little bugger", said Josh as he saw what it was.
A single cock ring lay on the desk in front of us. "Are you going to do it", asked Josh?
"I can make sure the CCTV is off for a few minutes if that helps" I said.
Sam looked shocked for a few moments and then smiled again, "of course I’m going to do it, you saw him semi naked, and I’ll get to see him totally naked."
"Good lad", I said but I wasn’t too sure he could walk through the hotel naked with a cock ring around his ample dick, so I said I had something to help him a little.
In the office out the back I had a gown that had been left in reception for some reason. "You can strip off, put the cock ring on, then at least get to room 135 without being too indecent."
I also knew that would mean I might need to help Sam get that cock ring on. I had seen Sam’s dick before and I think Blake underestimated how big it might be under the tight uniform Sam was wearing.
I opened the office door and called Sam in, he grabbed the ring and followed me in. He wasn’t slow to undress; unfortunately he wasn’t doing it for me so there was no slow seduction. In fact he almost ripped it off in the urge to be naked and get going to Blake’s room.
I can confirm that what Sam says about his dick is true; it is over 8 inches long when it’s flaccid. I can also confirm that I needed to help him get the cock ring on. He held his cock and balls tightly and I snapped on the leather ring and fastened it.
Almost instantly his cock was no longer just about 8 inches long. It was very hard. I reckon it was about 13 inches long and pretty thick, but I’m sure Sam will tell you that that ring made it an inch bigger.
"Well, what do you think Sam asked?" Standing there, naked in the office, with his massive cock standing to attention with veins bulging like a dildo.
Well, I was impressed to be honest, Sam had a good physique, he was slim, yet toned and his arse was very fuckable, and his cock, now I could have dropped my trousers there and then and let him shove it all the way in had I known he needed to be at least a little fresher for his guest.
"Very nice", was what I said, my own cock growing a little in my pants.
"Is that all", said Sam, "I was hoping for a fucking hot, at least."
"Ok," I added, "very nice and fucking hot!"
He smiled and took the gown and slipped it on. It made him a little more decent to walk through the hotel, but the massive tent in the front gave a clue as to his state of arousal.
"Here is the Champagne," I said handing him the bottle and then I handed him the roses. "So off to room 135, and make sure you get a decent tip!"
He smiled, "never not been tipped yet, this always seems to work", he thrust his cock out and it broke free from the confines of the gown and revealed the first drips of precum leaking from his big uncut head.
I tucked it back in for him and made sure I got a little of the clear glistening juices on my finger to taste.
I slapped him on the arse and he headed off.
Unfortunately I don’t think there was anyone else in the lift; I followed him on the security cameras until he reached the room. Luckily for Me, and Josh, who was still with me there was a camera just above Blake’s room, so we got a good view of Sam as he stood there looking a little nervous.
"You’ve got to be naked", I whispered to Sam as it looked like he was about to ring the doorbell. But Sam just put down the gifts and removed his gown.
He looked around as to what to do with it and just threw it on a chair in the corridor. "Josh, could you send Alex up to room 135 in 5 minutes to remove a gown that has been left out."
Josh was about to tell me it was Sam’s and then he realised what I was doing. It was pretty clear that Sam wouldn’t be dressed by Blake and would have to leave as naked as he arrived. And now with no gown, he would have to leave a little more naked.
Sam picked up the gifts and knocked on the door.
I assume Blake knew he was there because it took him about 5 minutes to let him in. but he did let him in and Sam gave a huge smile when he did open the door, so I assume he liked what he saw.
Sam had always been a top, with a 13 inch cock; you really were the sort of person, cock loving guys wanted. And when Blake opened the door to his room all looked good for him. Blake was naked, but not hard, his dick was big, but not enormous, 5 inches or so Sam reckoned.
Waiting for a guy, naked and not hard was pretty much a sign that you were not expecting to use your cock, and that your arse was going to be the prize.
It got better, instead of inviting Sam in; Blake stepped into the doorway, dropped to his knees and started to suck on Sam’s huge cock.
Sam moaned as he was clearly expert in taking a thick dick in his mouth. When Sam was near orgasm he stopped and pulled him into the room by his cock.
That is where my knowledge of facts ends until he came back down 45 minutes later. But Sam was pretty keen to tell us what happened when he got back, so don’t worry, I can still fill you in with the details. Let’s just say Sam didn’t get what he was expecting.
Apparently once he was inside, he lay on his bed and told Sam to lick his hole. Perfect thought Sam, another tight hole to loosen with my throbbing cock.
But it turned out, that Blake just liked having his hole licked, because after a few minutes, he put his legs down and told Sam to suck his cock.
Sam was not going to be asked twice and quickly took Blake’s slowly growing cock in his mouth and started to suck it. Soon Blake was hard, his 8.6 inch cut cock filling Sam’s mouth.
"Do you need lube", Blake asked?
"My cock is big", said Sam, "so it might help!"
"No", said Blake, "my cock, your arse!"
"But", Sam was about to complain, until Sam was interrupted by Blake putting his finger to his lips and then kissing him.
"Your cock is gorgeous, but there is no way that is going inside my arse. However, that arse of yours is very sexy and would look perfect with my cock hanging out of it, so lube or not."
"A little", said Sam, "I’m not used to being fucked",
"Well you will once I’ve finished, my record is 10 positions, 10 cum shots 40 minutes. You can cum at the end, once I’m done. Remember the guest is always right if you want a good report."
Sam always wanted a good report so he bent over and offered his young hole to Blake’s thick cock.
Sam moaned as Blake slid his dick in for the first time.
"Oh yeah, that is good", said Blake, "tighter than I thought, this might help getting that 11th orgasm in. I’ve only got 45 minutes."
He was right, soon a huge wad of cum was being fired over Sam’s body and face. Blake had pulled out to make sure Sam didn’t get too sloppy inside.
Next came doggy style, Blake flipped Sam over and after only 30 seconds of recovery began to plough him again. But Sam did say he was good, very good in fact. So good he said he might try bottoming more often.
Where Blake made all his cum, no one knows, but Sam said that it was the same big cum shot every time he hit orgasm. This one flowed over Sam’s back.
I can vouch for the amount of cum as well; Blake wouldn’t let him shower before coming back down to reception.
Sam then rode Blake’s cock facing both ways; that was two more cum shots.
Blake’s energy was apparently getting Sam going, his massive dick was profusely leaking precum, every so often Blake would edge him a little until he was near ejaculation and then stop to let the orgasm subside.
After 10 different positions, it was clear that Blake was running out of ideas, his cock still as hard as it had been when Sam was sucking him off.
Then Blake had an idea, he maneuvered the cum drenched body of Sam onto the bed and told him to lie on his back and put his legs over his head so his body was in the air and he stood on the bed and drove his dick straight down into Sam’s loosened hole.
"Perfect", he had said as he neared his 11th orgasm, sweat glistening off his muscular slim body.
He certainly had an appetite for sex. There it was Blake’s final orgasm filling Sam’s used hole.
Blake told Sam to lie on the bed and let go of his dick.
Sam did so, exhausted from his marathon sex session, and for different reasons than normal.
Blake gripped his dick, "how long do I have left" he said.
Sam looked at the clock; "that was 41 minutes, 4 minutes left";
"Well I hope you can cope with being jerked off for 4 minutes?"
Sam knew he would take about 10 seconds to cum, but he thought he knew what Blake meant. But he asked.
"Well, I’m going to jerk you off for 4 minutes, and not stop until that clock hits 13:20."
"Fuck", said Sam, "that will be intense".
"That’s the idea, oh if you make me stop there won’t be a tip, if you manage the full 4 minutes, there is £100 in it for you."
Sam nodded bracing himself for the most intense orgasm and probably 4 minutes of his life.
He was right, after 30 seconds his cock was pumping, he tried to slow the orgasm and managed about 50 seconds, but there was still over 3 minutes to go. Sam never knew that the feelings he was having were possible.
His body was quivering with erotic sensation; his cock was so sensitive it was almost too much to bear. But he managed 4 minutes of being wanked off by one of the hottest guys he had ever met.
Blake let go of his dick and wiped the thick white cum off onto Sam’s right calf, the only part of Sam’s tight muscular body that was not cum soaked and told him he could leave as he needed to go to sleep to be up early the following morning.
But what he did next was the icing on the cake as far as we were concerned, Sam was less pleased.
Blake had a big butt plug; and then just before Sam left he pushed it into Sam’s used hole.
"Make sure you get down to the reception office before that comes out!"
That was when we saw him emerge. He looked broken, but had a huge smile across his face. He had clearly enjoyed the experience. We didn’t see the butt plug until he managed to get to reception.
He had decided to use the staff stairs as it was probably going to be quieter. But it turned out to be a little mistake, as we saw on the CCTV.
That butt plug was doing wonders to his prostate, in fact each step he made pounded it, halfway down the stairs he hit orgasm again, and it was another big one, he tried to catch as much of his seed as he could but I knew I’d need to send Alex or Jack up to sort the cum stains on the stair carpet.
Finally he got to us and I opened the door into the back office.
"How was it" I asked?
"Perfect", said Sam, "fucking perfect!"
I unclipped his cock ring expecting his dick to flop almost instantly, but he remained hard, "need another climax, I said?"
Sam looked at me, and smiled, I unbuttoned my trousers, as I never turned down a dick the size of Sam’s. It was lubed with enough of Blake and his cum to slide in pretty easily.
"Fuck me", I said and Sam did, he was good at it too, I think most of the boys had taken Sam once or twice when they were on break, I eagerly took a load in my arse and then let Sam suck the cum out before telling him to go and shower.
I buttoned up my uniform and returned to the desk as I spotted a guest arriving.
Sam returned to the desk about 20 minutes later, as if nothing had happened, hair perfect, not a trace of the hot encounter anywhere to be seen. Although he will happily tell you about it over a beer, and trust me he would definitely call himself versatile now.
Everyone knew of the Savoy Hotel in London, after all it was one of the most prestigious hotels in the world. What people didn’t know is the sort of things that happened once you were inside. But as the night manager I knew all too well, and it seemed to me that you might like to hear the stories.
Where to begin, well I think Sam would be a good start, he was my receptionist; he had worked alongside me since I started. We had learnt the way things worked together.
Let me explain
In our employment terms it was expressly forbidden for male members of staff to engage in any ‘activity’ with female guests. However, there was no such stipulation when it came to the male guests. So when you work with so many gorgeous people all day and night you get a little horny, and so do the guests.
Therefore it was considered good service if when called upon you would service the needs of the clientele. As far as I am aware only 3 of the boys who work the night shift with me are actually gay, but let’s just say they are incredibly sexual and so anything really went.
Now Sam, Sam was a slim young man, who, like so many, looked good in his uniform, his hair was immaculate and he was good at charming the guests out of that little extra tip here and there.
But this time I really remember him, was when he met his match. I had never met this particular guest before, he was an American, cute, slightly geeky look, and glasses, tall and slim, yet I reckon he had a good body under the jeans and t-shirt.
Now please remember that I only get the stories in the staff room afterwards, but let me assure you most of it is true, although some of my boys do like a little exaggeration, I’ve seen that at the urinals if you know what I mean?!
Now this young man’s name was Blake Mitchell, if I remember correctly, and he was getting the usual chat from Sam, and I was waiting for the extra bottle of champagne to be added to the order. But this guy seemed to be oblivious to the advances, and if I may say so was more interested in Sam than what he was saying.
But Sam was not to be beaten, and he too had noticed that Mr Mitchell was indeed more interested in him than with the offers Sam was selling. So he decided that he would seal the deal,
"Mr Mitchell, how would you feel about taking the extra bottle of Champagne and Roses",
Blake was about say something when Sam cut him short, "and if you tell me when you would like them I will deliver them personally."
A smile spread across Blake’s gorgeous face, "OK", he said "let’s say 12.30 that gives me an hour or so to freshen up."
Sam smiled, but before he could confirm Blake added another condition. "Just one more thing, could you send a bellboy up to collect some instructions for you when you come up?"
"Of course", said Sam, "anything to oblige."
Sam and I watched Blake walk away and into the elevator, as he turned, we both clearly saw a huge smile across his face.
"Not bad", I said to Sam who was also smiling. "He was definitely up for it", I said. "You lucky bastard", I laughed.
"I wonder what he wants me to bring", said Sam, "you’ll find out soon enough!"
"Josh," I called over a bellboy, "could you go to room 135 and collect a parcel for Sam."
Josh nodded and disappeared off. Sam was guessing all sorts of things, a precise choice of champagne; maybe he wanted Sam to bring condoms or something.
But Sam was a little bit wrong, Blake was a bit more adventurous than we had reckoned. Josh came back smiling, "he’s hot", said Josh, "great body too, and he was just in his boxers. Here is the note and parcel."
Sam took the small parcel and note; he opened the note and read what it said.
“I like my liaisons to be a little daring; I will not open the door to you unless you are ONLY wearing this. Yours sexily, Blake XX”
Sam looked a little confused and so he opened the package, tipping it up he let the single item drop out onto the desk.
"He is a saucy little bugger", said Josh as he saw what it was.
A single cock ring lay on the desk in front of us. "Are you going to do it", asked Josh?
"I can make sure the CCTV is off for a few minutes if that helps" I said.
Sam looked shocked for a few moments and then smiled again, "of course I’m going to do it, you saw him semi naked, and I’ll get to see him totally naked."
"Good lad", I said but I wasn’t too sure he could walk through the hotel naked with a cock ring around his ample dick, so I said I had something to help him a little.
In the office out the back I had a gown that had been left in reception for some reason. "You can strip off, put the cock ring on, then at least get to room 135 without being too indecent."
I also knew that would mean I might need to help Sam get that cock ring on. I had seen Sam’s dick before and I think Blake underestimated how big it might be under the tight uniform Sam was wearing.
I opened the office door and called Sam in, he grabbed the ring and followed me in. He wasn’t slow to undress; unfortunately he wasn’t doing it for me so there was no slow seduction. In fact he almost ripped it off in the urge to be naked and get going to Blake’s room.
I can confirm that what Sam says about his dick is true; it is over 8 inches long when it’s flaccid. I can also confirm that I needed to help him get the cock ring on. He held his cock and balls tightly and I snapped on the leather ring and fastened it.
Almost instantly his cock was no longer just about 8 inches long. It was very hard. I reckon it was about 13 inches long and pretty thick, but I’m sure Sam will tell you that that ring made it an inch bigger.
"Well, what do you think Sam asked?" Standing there, naked in the office, with his massive cock standing to attention with veins bulging like a dildo.
Well, I was impressed to be honest, Sam had a good physique, he was slim, yet toned and his arse was very fuckable, and his cock, now I could have dropped my trousers there and then and let him shove it all the way in had I known he needed to be at least a little fresher for his guest.
"Very nice", was what I said, my own cock growing a little in my pants.
"Is that all", said Sam, "I was hoping for a fucking hot, at least."
"Ok," I added, "very nice and fucking hot!"
He smiled and took the gown and slipped it on. It made him a little more decent to walk through the hotel, but the massive tent in the front gave a clue as to his state of arousal.
"Here is the Champagne," I said handing him the bottle and then I handed him the roses. "So off to room 135, and make sure you get a decent tip!"
He smiled, "never not been tipped yet, this always seems to work", he thrust his cock out and it broke free from the confines of the gown and revealed the first drips of precum leaking from his big uncut head.
I tucked it back in for him and made sure I got a little of the clear glistening juices on my finger to taste.
I slapped him on the arse and he headed off.
Unfortunately I don’t think there was anyone else in the lift; I followed him on the security cameras until he reached the room. Luckily for Me, and Josh, who was still with me there was a camera just above Blake’s room, so we got a good view of Sam as he stood there looking a little nervous.
"You’ve got to be naked", I whispered to Sam as it looked like he was about to ring the doorbell. But Sam just put down the gifts and removed his gown.
He looked around as to what to do with it and just threw it on a chair in the corridor. "Josh, could you send Alex up to room 135 in 5 minutes to remove a gown that has been left out."
Josh was about to tell me it was Sam’s and then he realised what I was doing. It was pretty clear that Sam wouldn’t be dressed by Blake and would have to leave as naked as he arrived. And now with no gown, he would have to leave a little more naked.
Sam picked up the gifts and knocked on the door.
I assume Blake knew he was there because it took him about 5 minutes to let him in. but he did let him in and Sam gave a huge smile when he did open the door, so I assume he liked what he saw.
Sam had always been a top, with a 13 inch cock; you really were the sort of person, cock loving guys wanted. And when Blake opened the door to his room all looked good for him. Blake was naked, but not hard, his dick was big, but not enormous, 5 inches or so Sam reckoned.
Waiting for a guy, naked and not hard was pretty much a sign that you were not expecting to use your cock, and that your arse was going to be the prize.
It got better, instead of inviting Sam in; Blake stepped into the doorway, dropped to his knees and started to suck on Sam’s huge cock.
Sam moaned as he was clearly expert in taking a thick dick in his mouth. When Sam was near orgasm he stopped and pulled him into the room by his cock.
That is where my knowledge of facts ends until he came back down 45 minutes later. But Sam was pretty keen to tell us what happened when he got back, so don’t worry, I can still fill you in with the details. Let’s just say Sam didn’t get what he was expecting.
Apparently once he was inside, he lay on his bed and told Sam to lick his hole. Perfect thought Sam, another tight hole to loosen with my throbbing cock.
But it turned out, that Blake just liked having his hole licked, because after a few minutes, he put his legs down and told Sam to suck his cock.
Sam was not going to be asked twice and quickly took Blake’s slowly growing cock in his mouth and started to suck it. Soon Blake was hard, his 8.6 inch cut cock filling Sam’s mouth.
"Do you need lube", Blake asked?
"My cock is big", said Sam, "so it might help!"
"No", said Blake, "my cock, your arse!"
"But", Sam was about to complain, until Sam was interrupted by Blake putting his finger to his lips and then kissing him.
"Your cock is gorgeous, but there is no way that is going inside my arse. However, that arse of yours is very sexy and would look perfect with my cock hanging out of it, so lube or not."
"A little", said Sam, "I’m not used to being fucked",
"Well you will once I’ve finished, my record is 10 positions, 10 cum shots 40 minutes. You can cum at the end, once I’m done. Remember the guest is always right if you want a good report."
Sam always wanted a good report so he bent over and offered his young hole to Blake’s thick cock.
Sam moaned as Blake slid his dick in for the first time.
"Oh yeah, that is good", said Blake, "tighter than I thought, this might help getting that 11th orgasm in. I’ve only got 45 minutes."
He was right, soon a huge wad of cum was being fired over Sam’s body and face. Blake had pulled out to make sure Sam didn’t get too sloppy inside.
Next came doggy style, Blake flipped Sam over and after only 30 seconds of recovery began to plough him again. But Sam did say he was good, very good in fact. So good he said he might try bottoming more often.
Where Blake made all his cum, no one knows, but Sam said that it was the same big cum shot every time he hit orgasm. This one flowed over Sam’s back.
I can vouch for the amount of cum as well; Blake wouldn’t let him shower before coming back down to reception.
Sam then rode Blake’s cock facing both ways; that was two more cum shots.
Blake’s energy was apparently getting Sam going, his massive dick was profusely leaking precum, every so often Blake would edge him a little until he was near ejaculation and then stop to let the orgasm subside.
After 10 different positions, it was clear that Blake was running out of ideas, his cock still as hard as it had been when Sam was sucking him off.
Then Blake had an idea, he maneuvered the cum drenched body of Sam onto the bed and told him to lie on his back and put his legs over his head so his body was in the air and he stood on the bed and drove his dick straight down into Sam’s loosened hole.
"Perfect", he had said as he neared his 11th orgasm, sweat glistening off his muscular slim body.
He certainly had an appetite for sex. There it was Blake’s final orgasm filling Sam’s used hole.
Blake told Sam to lie on the bed and let go of his dick.
Sam did so, exhausted from his marathon sex session, and for different reasons than normal.
Blake gripped his dick, "how long do I have left" he said.
Sam looked at the clock; "that was 41 minutes, 4 minutes left";
"Well I hope you can cope with being jerked off for 4 minutes?"
Sam knew he would take about 10 seconds to cum, but he thought he knew what Blake meant. But he asked.
"Well, I’m going to jerk you off for 4 minutes, and not stop until that clock hits 13:20."
"Fuck", said Sam, "that will be intense".
"That’s the idea, oh if you make me stop there won’t be a tip, if you manage the full 4 minutes, there is £100 in it for you."
Sam nodded bracing himself for the most intense orgasm and probably 4 minutes of his life.
He was right, after 30 seconds his cock was pumping, he tried to slow the orgasm and managed about 50 seconds, but there was still over 3 minutes to go. Sam never knew that the feelings he was having were possible.
His body was quivering with erotic sensation; his cock was so sensitive it was almost too much to bear. But he managed 4 minutes of being wanked off by one of the hottest guys he had ever met.
Blake let go of his dick and wiped the thick white cum off onto Sam’s right calf, the only part of Sam’s tight muscular body that was not cum soaked and told him he could leave as he needed to go to sleep to be up early the following morning.
But what he did next was the icing on the cake as far as we were concerned, Sam was less pleased.
Blake had a big butt plug; and then just before Sam left he pushed it into Sam’s used hole.
"Make sure you get down to the reception office before that comes out!"
That was when we saw him emerge. He looked broken, but had a huge smile across his face. He had clearly enjoyed the experience. We didn’t see the butt plug until he managed to get to reception.
He had decided to use the staff stairs as it was probably going to be quieter. But it turned out to be a little mistake, as we saw on the CCTV.
That butt plug was doing wonders to his prostate, in fact each step he made pounded it, halfway down the stairs he hit orgasm again, and it was another big one, he tried to catch as much of his seed as he could but I knew I’d need to send Alex or Jack up to sort the cum stains on the stair carpet.
Finally he got to us and I opened the door into the back office.
"How was it" I asked?
"Perfect", said Sam, "fucking perfect!"
I unclipped his cock ring expecting his dick to flop almost instantly, but he remained hard, "need another climax, I said?"
Sam looked at me, and smiled, I unbuttoned my trousers, as I never turned down a dick the size of Sam’s. It was lubed with enough of Blake and his cum to slide in pretty easily.
"Fuck me", I said and Sam did, he was good at it too, I think most of the boys had taken Sam once or twice when they were on break, I eagerly took a load in my arse and then let Sam suck the cum out before telling him to go and shower.
I buttoned up my uniform and returned to the desk as I spotted a guest arriving.
Sam returned to the desk about 20 minutes later, as if nothing had happened, hair perfect, not a trace of the hot encounter anywhere to be seen. Although he will happily tell you about it over a beer, and trust me he would definitely call himself versatile now.