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Hotel Toilet
I was working as a waiter at the Holiday Inn. My girlfriend had ditched me for my best friend, and he too, who sometimes would let me fuck him or fuck me, had stopped meeting me. I was very horny and desperate for sex.
The hotel was on a beach, and had all types of people -- generally holiday goers, hippies, gay men, etc. While serving in the restaurant I saw a guy, who looked very gay -- that's what my colleague told me who had taken his order. He said that he had tried to touch him in his penis area. I wished I had that order, anyways.
As my duty finished, I rushed to the toilet to take a leak as I had had two cokes while on duty. When I entered, there was no one in the toilet, and I was really about to piss in my pants, so I rushed to the first urinal, not bothering to go to the enclosed toilet. As I had got up late and was delayed for duty, I had not worn my underwear that day, and was just in my uniform pants.
Hoping no one would come till the time I would be pissing, I did not bother to go in the toilet. Instead, stood there, lowered my pants a bit, and took a leak relieving myself of the pressure that had been building in the bladder of mine.
I would have been just halfway of my pissing session, that I heard the door not turn and the door open, and there entered the gay man that had touched my colleague in his private area and also had winked at me in the restaurant.
He saw my naked butt as I had been pissing, and took its picture in his camera-phone. Unfortunately for me, I turned around to stop him, and as I had not been wearing an under- wear; he got the wonderful chance to take the picture of my sweet penis as well, making me severely humiliated.
He ordered me to give him a slow blowjob, which I had to give as he had the reason to blackmail me. After which, he pissed his load onto my smart waiter's uniform making me smell like a piss-slut or a dirty roadside urinal.
Having degraded me, he told me to immediately follow him to his room in the same hotel on the seventh floor. I was embarrassed to go out into the lobby area, where my colleagues would be standing, and would view me in such a state. I made the entire humiliation look as normal, and thankfully no one noticed or enquired, as they knew my shift had got over and I had another friend staying upstairs as well.
I was very nervous, as I did not know this man for Adams and he had very easily taken charge of me. I followed him to him room, which was a very expensive suite in the hotel I work. He seemed very rich, as he was wearing an expensive outfit and a Swiss watch as well.
When we reached his room, he ordered me to strip, which I obediently did, as I did not want to upset this dominating master of mine. He then undid his expensive trousers, and revealed an extremely beautiful man-hood. (He also, like me, had not been wearing underwear)
I was naked and he was still in his suit, without trousers, though! He ordered me to squat and begin sucking his handsome and extra large tool, which was absolutely smooth. Even his stomach was nicely shaved, prim and proper. He was a gay that I easily made out as I saw him in the restaurant.
I sucked him nice and slow, as he had wished, and I had to as he had a weapon to blackmail me (my naked butt pic). After about five minutes of my giving him a slow blowjob, he came in my mouth. He tasted gross and salty. I did not like it at all, and some of his man-juice started dripping from the sides of my mouth, onto my naked bare-legs.
He then ordered me to hop on the bed, which I did like a little boy, and he sprayed something, maybe a lubricant on my back door and began his journey into my prostate, after having put on a fresh condom on his huge friend. He began violating my manhood. His long and hard 7" friend made me cry in pain and he continuously pushed it in till he could feel my inner walls. He gave me a slow fuck for about twenty minutes, and then he came many times in the condom, making us full of sweat and heat in the centrally air-conditioned, expensive hotel suite.
After that, both of us lay on the bed, breathless. He then got up, and went to the bathroom, and so did I. Both of us cleaned up and had a hot shower, relaxing the tense muscles after the exercise.
By now, his attitude towards me changed from that of a dominating master towards a low-uniformed servant/slut boy to that of a friendly elder brotherly like towards his kid brother. He soaped me in the hot relaxing shower, and so did I.
After we had toweled each other, and were now fully relaxed, I put on my uniform, and he his casual clothes. Then he kissed me and thanked me for the pleasure I had provided him during that time.
He then sent for the room service, and ordered two hot cappuccinos, that were extremely relaxing. A room service waiter, who was also my friend brought it in the room. This rich gentleman who had invaded me some time ago tipped him a good amount. The waiter, my friend then left.
We had the hot coffee, and then talked about each other, getting to know each other better. He gave me his business card. He was a rich businessman of South Africa, but of Indian origin, and had a diamond business.
He thanked me and also apologized to me for the experience. He gifted me a diamond pendant, and also tipped me a real good sum (two thousand rupees, my half days salary, and kissed me on my lips as I left his room after putting on my uniform.
Then next day, I again enquired about him, but he was gone, but had left with the receptionist, a letter and a parcel for me. The parcel had a diamond bracelet for me, and the letter promised me friendship forever, and his address in Johannesburg.
We always remained friends from then on, but he never ever forced me again to have sex with him.