The day following my hotel visit to my Master, I was to report for duty one last time this visit. This time it was after dinner time and I was instructed to bring a bottle of baby oil and a ball of twine. What this was for I could only wonder, but I was to wear suit and tie as usual but the exception being that this time I was to wear a bow-tie. As I rang his room doorbell, I heard him yell out, "Is that you boy?", I dutifully answered "Yes SIR!" "Well then come in quickly" I entered the room and closed the door behind me as quickly as I could and was totally surprised at what I saw. The room's double beds were pushed back, making a runway of sorts up to his chair, where my Master sat, naked and grinning as the Hotel Room Service boy knelt before him, in his bell boy outfit complete with black bow-tie, sucking MY Master's dick! I was ordered to grab the camera and take some pics of the young man obediently slurping away at Master's cock and balls. After a bit of this, he pushed the 20-something lad away and ordered the two of us to face him, kiss, and play with each other's bow-ties before stripping each other nude. When this was done, he collared both of us and, asking for the baby oil I brought, instructed us to oil each other down thoroughly and when finished, stroke each other's cocks hard while he snapped photos eagerly. Suddenly he slapped each of us on the ass and made us lay on our bellies, feet against the door, across the room from his chair. He then used the twine to hog tie each of us, wrists on our backs tied together and to our ankles. Walking back across the room, he sat naked in the chair and flopped his beautiful cock and balls out. "These are the rules of rug racing", he said, "You are to make your way across the room, up to me, and get my cock in your mouth. First one to do so gets fucked by this sweet man cock while the other has to just lick my ass crack which I haven't washed yet today, now MOVE YOU SLUGS!" And off we went, slipping on the low pile hotel carpet was a bitch while trying to move forward like a seal on your belly! Master taunted us as we struggled, flapping his 3-piece set about with a free hand, "Come on boys, you can do better than that, here's the meat you want in your mouth, just come and get it!" And the struggle continued...... He laughed as we grunted and flopped about clumsily and I was losing ground to the younger guy who began to use an almost snail-like curling tactic to advance. Was I going to lose to this newcomer? He already had my Master's cock in his mouth once today, was he now going to be fucked by him while I ream out Master's dirty butthole? Not today he wasn't! I pushed myself forward with an incredible force of pure will, getting far enough ahead to put my foot on the doorman's shoulder and push off...flopping right where I needed to be and wrapping my lips around my Master's beautiful mushroom cockhead! I WAS THE WINNER! My Master laughed and congratulated me heartily but held my head down on his erection nonetheless, pleasuring himself in my willing mouth as he soon would with my anus. The Room Service guy hung his head in shame and soon found himself tounging out my Master's dirty bunghole while Sir enjoyed a hearty fuck in my ass. This time I was allowed to face him, my legs up and against his chest while he played with my nipples and thrusted his manhood deep into me concluding in a thunderous orgasm. As winner of the Rug Race, I had my choice of pleasure from the loser. After making him use some mouthwash, I made him suck my cock, first getting him redressed in his bellboy outfit complete with black bow-tie, I tied his hands behind his back and made him use mouth and tongue only to service me. He licked my balls, cock and ass repeatedly until I came in his mouth, with my Master taking snapshots of everything! To the victor goes the spoils! My Master and I sent him back to work after making him jerk off before the bathroom mirror and lick up his own cum from the sink. After the bell boy left, my Master made me kneel in the shower where he hosed me down with his piss and then allowed me to take a REAL shower with soap and shampoo while he took a leisurely shit on the toilet nearby. He dried me off and then used the rat-tailed towel to whip my sorry ass a few times for good measure. Making me get dressed up in my suit and bow-tie once more, my Master pointed down to his newly-throbbing and re-erected boner and said, "Once more for the road, boy!" I gleefully gobbled his cock and sucked him deftly, swallowing every drop of his sweet cumshot. Escorting me out of his room, we paused in the hallway and shook hands goodbye, I wished him a safe flight home, and he buttoned my suit coat and primped my bow-tie before slapping me on the ass goodbye. I rode the elevator in total satisfaction. As I exited the lobby I saw the bell boy again but this time, he was the red-faced one. A lesson learned for the young man, never try to come between a slave and his Master unless you're prepared for a tired mouth!