The Savoy Part 5

Part 5

Rhys the Barman
Alex spent a few hours in the bar celebrating that particular night. It would have been the sort of story Rhys would have loved to hear.

I guarantee his dick was as hard as steel behind that bar, not that it would ever be as hard as when the footballers stayed.

England had done well in the World Cup and to celerate they were at the Savoy. Mason Mount was a generally a quiet person. On and off the pitch he preferred to let his skills do the talking.

Which looking back on it is probably also true of his life in the bedroom!

Never one to broadcast his love life on social media, never did he have a scandal. And I think Rhys will tell you that’s because he was so damn good!

Rhys was a man of the world, he had had hundreds of sexual partners, men and women, although men were his favourite.

Not that he assumed his night would end in the best sex of his life when the young England star appeared at the bar ordering a pint of the latest craft beer that everyone was getting excited about.

Most of the others had gone to bed with their wives and girlfriends, or just some tart they had found that evening.

Only Harry Winks was left, mostly drunk, entirely unaware of what was happening at the bar.

Rhys served the beer and started a polite conversation with the England star.

Simple congratulations, compliments about his playing, Rhys was possibly slightly flirting, but Mount really didn’t mind and he was lapping up the compliments. They talked for a good hour or so and as the bar was empty Rhys could give the hot stud all the attention he wanted.

After the second pint, Mason was clearly keen on seeing how much the flirting meant and began to compliment Rhys.

Rhys had a good body, and worked out to keep fit and so it was easy for Mason to be honest and pay him compliments.

When he turned to bend over and get a glass for Mount’s third pint he complimented his arse which made Rhys smile.

He turned back and said that that was unfair as he was sitting down and so couldn’t see if his arse compared.

Mason smiled and drank his third pint.

As he drained his glass he asked Rhys where the toilets were. Rhys pointed and continued to clean the glasses that Mason and Winks were using.

"Could you show me" asked Mason smiling, "I need to allow you to see my arse to compare!"

Rhys didn’t need to be asked twice, but knew he could only be about 1 minute away from the bar. But to glimpse the perfection of Mason Mount’s bum he would take the full minute.

He led the young stud to the beautiful facilities in the hotel and made sure they were empty and the door was locked behind them.

He didn’t have to wait long for the sight he wanted. "So what do you think", said Mason as Rhys turned back to him?

His trousers around his ankles and his pale white gorgeous arse right in front of him.

"Perfection", said Rhys, "much better than mine".

"Do you want it", he asked?

"What" said Rhys in a little bit of shock.

"Have a feel", said the England stud.

Rhys’ hand reached out and he gripped the muscular flesh of the stars cheeks. Rhys knew now was his chance so without being told he knelt down and spreading the beautiful cheeks apart flicked his tongue over his hole.

Mason moaned a little as he felt Rhys’ strong tongue over his ring.

"Definitely a gorgeous arse", said Rhys, "but I need to go back to work now".

He stood and as he did Mason turned around, and Rhys got to see the massive dick that he had hidden in his Calvin Klein’s.

It was still mostly flaccid, but looked bigger than his flaccid 6.4 inches and it was fatter too. Rhys felt his trousers swell.

"How long until you are off work", said Mason?

"1 hour", replied Rhys after looking at his watch.

"Come to room 635" said Mason, who pulled up his trousers hiding his massive dick once again and grabbing Rhys’ bulge, whispered in his ear, "don’t be too long stud!" And disappeared out of the toilets and bar too.

How Rhys was going to concentrate for the next hour he wasn’t sure. But he managed it and having passed over to the next barman, virtually ran to room 635.

He was a little out of breath and sweating as he arrived and knocked on the door. His dick was already tenting his black trousers a little, but it was quite dim in the corridors at night and so no one would notice.

The door opened and Mason Mount was there in just a towel wrapped around his slim waist. "You came?" He said smiling,

"Of course I came", said Rhys, "have you seen yourself recently?"

"You like what you see then", said Mason.

"Yes", said Rhys, "a lot".

"What if I wasn’t wearing a towel", as he said it he flicked the towel where it was tucked in and it fell to the ground leaving Rhys staring at a naked Mason Mount.

"Oh, I like that a lot more" said Rhys smiling.

Now there was definitely a noticeable bulge in his trousers. It was almost surreal as Mason Mount just stood there naked as the day he was born watching Rhys get hornier and hornier with the thought of what might be about to happen.

Finally after what seemed like an age Mason said "you better come in then, but just to warn you I’m not just creative on the field!"

Rhys took a sharp intake of breath, this was going to be great. "Just let your creative juices flow, Mr Mount, allow me to be your muse!"

"Shall I get naked too", said Rhys,

"no", said Mason, "what’s the rush?"

"No rush", said Rhys, "just what I thought you’d want to do normally involves 2 naked people."

"Oh it does, but there is so much to be done before that. After all is there anything you want to do to me before you take any clothes off?"

"Well, I was hoping to carry on where I left off downstairs."

"Excellent, well I’m all showered, I am your play thing for the next hour. Just don’t make me cum by rubbing my cock, because if you do I lose any desire to be horny. That is the finale moment, until then only sexual stimulation of other parts may cause orgasm."

"You mean anal orgasms, or just getting you so horny you can’t keep your jizz inside."

"Absolutely", said Mason, who stood there and lifted his arms and said I am yours. Rhys stood there looking the perfect specimen up and down.

He then reached out and stroked the toned body of the Chelsea star feeling every contour of his muscular body. Rhys had always been turned on by Mason’s legs, they were a thing of beauty. But his arse was his first real destination.

Plunging his face back between the sexy cheeks he flicked his tongue over the puckered ring waiting inside.

Mason moaned suitably, but suddenly Rhys stopped.

"What", said Mason, "nothing, I just want to see that glorious cock swell and get hard!"

"I see", said Mason, "that really shouldn’t be too hard".

"It will be," said Rhys, "it will be very hard!"

Mason smiled at his play on words. Rhys knew his own places that made him horny and so decided that they might be the same for the stud he had with him. The short blonde hairs that covered Mason’s inner thigh that headed up to his big juicy balls and on to his arse were the place to begin.

The short of it was that if you want Mason Mount to get an erection then that is your destination.

Not touching his thick English, hooded dick becaue Mason Mount now had a near perfect 12 inch cock almost poking Rhys in the face.

Enjoying the response he had received, Rhys continued with this mode of stimulation.

Between Mason’s thighs he slid his hand gently over the hairs stimulating him in ways he hadn’t had before.

But then there was something he had had before. Rhys’ finger slowly pressed against the footballers ring waiting for it to give way.

More, louder moaning passed the cute lips of the naked man.

Then Rhys saw the first trace of what was to become a constant reminder of how horny the soccer player was.

The clear, shiny liquid began to drip from Mason’s cock.

Rhys reached out with his tongue and cleaned around his foreskin but as soon as he finished more was dripping onto the floor.

Rhys pushed the white foreskin back and let the tap drip.

"It does that a lot", said Mason, "I hope you liked it?"

"Oh yes, no need for any lube tonight."

Rhys had now got 2 fingers into Mason’s tight hole and was working them in and out soon to be in far enough to reach the goal. Rhys took another drink for the tap in front of him.

Deciding it was time for his tongue to go back in, Rhys pushed him back onto the bed and lifted his legs exposing his hole to him for the first time.

It really was quite a good looking hole, and it was certainly ready to be opened. Rhys had a fairly long tongue and pushed a couple of inches inside before pulling out and pushing three fingers in, knuckle deep. That was just enough to reach his prostate.

The tap was turned on more, a pool of precum was glistening on the stud’s sexy chest as his dick pumped more and more of the clear liquid.

Rhys missed no time in drinking the sweet nectar and allowing his tongue to glide down Mason’s big dick as he did.

Rhys decided it was time to make his dick explode, now he knew the rule so made sure nothing touched Mason’s cock as he fingered the prostate that was making him moan.

Mason’s moaning became louder and deeper as Rhys massaged the thing that would make him cum.

"Fuck", said Mason as his whole body tensed.

Rhys continued to play inside him, but was determined not to waste his load. He stood Mason up and knelt in front of him his dick now pointing at his mouth.

Continuing to finger fuck him he took him to the edge and then over it. What was a clear precum tap now became a cum tap.

It literally poured out of his thick white dick into Rhys’ mouth. He continued to flow until Rhys could take no more in his mouth and the orgasm had subsided.

Rhys had swallowed all he had made and complimented the teenager on his cum flavour.

"Thank you", said the young man, "I’ve got plenty more in my balls for you".

Rhys looked surprised, "more?"

"Oh yes", said Mason, "my balls never stop".

"Now what are you going to do?"

"I need to strip off", said Rhys, "my dick is harder than hard and I need to fuck that arse of yours."

The footballer smiled, "come on then".

He pulled Rhys forward and unbuttoned his shirt revealing a toned torso and began to slip his hand down and massage the thick dick outline in Rhys’ trousers.

He slowly unzipped his work trousers and allowed the thing that was going to fuck him out. It was a good inch shorter than Mason, but a little thicker and so Mason knew he would feel every inch inside him.

Rhys was now as naked as Mason.

I need to shower he said, can I fuck you in there".

"Of course" he smiled.

Grabbing Rhys’ dick he led him to the shower and let the water cascade over their sexy bodies. Rhys turned Mason around and he felt Rhys’ dick press against his fingered hole.

"Push", said Mason, Rhys did and his thick cock head opened him up to a huge moan from both of them.

"Tight and hot", said Rhys.

"Thick and hot" replied Mason smiling.

Slowly Rhys fucked Mason’s hole and Mason was impressed how good he was. "Reckon you can fuck more cum out of me", said Mason?

"Oh yes", said Rhys, "feel this".

He moved a little and allowed his thick hard cock to glide across Mason’s prostate.

"Oh yeah", he said, "keep that up".

Rhys did keep it up, his thick cock making Mason’s body quiver with pleasure as he thrust deeper into the young star.

"Oh, fuck", said Mason. His balls ready to pump cum out again. This time Rhys continued to fuck him as he orgasmed. Mason’s ring clenching around the big cock in his ass.

At that Rhys had to withdraw his own dick before he came.

"Do you want to swallow my load", asked Rhys?

"Yes please" said Mason, dropping to his knees in the shower and taking all 10 inches of the barman in his mouth. Rhys’ knees buckled a little as the gorgeous stud brought him to climax in his mouth.

"Fuck, that was good", said Rhys.

"Thank you" said Mason licking the final drops of Rhys’s cum from his chin where it had leaked out.

"What’s next", asked the England stud?

Rhys was now aching to be fucked, his hole wanted to be opened by the stud’s 12 inch cock. But he knew that that would end the evening for him, as Mason had warned that as soon as he cums from having his cock stimulated the evening was over.

"You want to play with my hole", said Rhys?

"With pleasure", said Mason. Rinsing themselves off in the shower Rhys was led back out into the bedroom. Mason pulled Rhys in for a kiss and as he hid Rhys felt his hands reach around and the first digit circle Rhys’s ring.

Rhys moaned a little, expecting to be opened up a little at any moment.

He wasn’t disappointed, Mason’s first finger popped through his ring quickly followed my another.

Spinning him around and pushing him onto his knees on the bed, Mason had Rhys’ hole exposed and vulnerable.

Mason began to finger fuck his hole, sliding further with each stroke, Rhys was clearly enjoying it, so Mason added a third finger to the intrusion.

That was clearly not an issue for Rhys who was used to big dick stretching his ass.

Soon Mason was using all 4 fingers, only his thumb stopping his hand from going all the way in. Mason took hold of Rhys’ dick with his left hand and jerked him off and he fucked him with his hand.

"Oh fuck", moaned Rhys.

"You are enjoying that aren’t you", said Mason.

"Oh yes", stammered Rhys between moans.

"You want more?"

"What", said Rhys, "you going to fuck me now".

"Not fuck you", but i’ve got more digits left to go in. He wiggled his thumb against Rhys taint.

"You mean you want to fist me ass?"

"Why not", said Mason, "it clearly turns you on".

Mason was right, Rhys dick was now streaming precum onto the bed.

"Go on then" said Rhys.

Mason started to open Rhys up more and more, and soon there was room for his thumb to slide in too. And then suddenly Rhys’ ring took it all.

Mason’s hand was inside Rhys. Now with perfect access to Rhys’ prostate, Rhys had no chance.

As Rhys’ dick pumped out another orgasm of cum, Mason carried on assaulting Rhys’ prostate and with his other hand jerked of the barman’s big dick.

Rhys writhed around in pleasure until he had to get Mason to stop.

Rhys lay there on the bed, in what seemed like a pool of his cum.

"Fuck" said Rhys as Mason lay down next to him.

"You liked that", asked Mason?

"Oh yes", said Rhys. Mason smiled at the exhausted stud lying next to him.

"What's next" asked Mason.

"I’m shattered" said Rhys, "maybe it’s time for that soccer cock to get some action."

Mason smiled again, knowing he had outlasted the hot bartender. "Go on then", said Mason, "how are you going to do it?"

Rhys wasn’t sure, he had wanted Mason to fuck him, but Mason’s fist had almost over stimulated his ass.

"Maybe I just jerk you off", said Rhys.

Mason nodded, "that sounds good, I always reckon guys are better and giving me a hand job than girls, we’re more used to what feels good."

Still lying on the bed Rhys rolled over to face Mason. He wanted to watch Mason’s face as this orgasm was going to be his last. Gripping the massive appendage firmly but gently he began to stroke the hard flesh.

His other hand he began to play with Mason’s hot body. Mason moaned as the sensation began to rise in his toned body.

"Fuck, you are good at that", said Mason as his breath shortened. "I’ve had plenty of practice", said Rhys as his hand was taking longer strokes of the smooth, thick meat of the premiership star.

"Here it comes", said Mason, he fired what must have been the biggest orgasm so far from his cock. Covering his own face in his thick warm cum. Rhys continued to massage the cum covered cock of Mason as he leant in and kissed him.

"What now", he said?

"Well I'm done", said Mason. "We could clean up and then go back to the bar?"

"That sounds like a good idea", said Rhys as he led Mason back to the shower where they had started earlier.

Rhys’ dick was still as hard as a rock, but as Mason had promised, his was as limp as could be.

Although it was still a gorgeous sight Rhys thought.

"What about that mess," said Mason pointing at the cum soaked sheets.

"There are cleaners for that, we can sort it later." And the two young men left the room and went back to the bar.

As Rhys passed the reception desk he smiled and winked at me, and he was all to pleased to tell me that story after Mason had left.

I can vouch for the fact that his hole was looser than normal after the evening, he was still horny and wanted me to fuck him.

Normally he was much tighter than that evening!
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