The Snake Pit -- 6 ~ Billy Jay © 2012 by hgo469@yahoo.com All Rights Reserved
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The Snake Pit
I had been on the road a great deal, living in one motel after another -- the idea of having to stay in one place for about six months was something that I grasped at once as it would mean that I could live in one place and actually hang my clothes in the closet for a little bit. I had heard about "The Snake Pit" several times in a number of places so it was the first place I looked when I arrived in town. The name on the front of the building actually said "OASIS INN" but everyone called it "The Snake Pit" after the manager, "Snake."
After I signed the various agreements, including the ones that said I understood that the entire building was "clothing optional" and that no females were permitted beyond the front lobby I found myself the occupant of a one-bedroom apartment on the first floor. The Oasis Inn had started out as a motel; however, some of the units had been patched together to make apartments and slowly it had turned into an extended stay motel where the same people had occupied some of the units for several years. There was a large swimming pool, sauna, steam room, gym and even a community kitchen for those who didn't have a kitchen of their own in their room. Everyone lived kind of like a huge extended family and as I soon learned, not all of the people living there were actually registered guests.
Life is a strange thing and while I had intended to stay in this place for only about six months I ended up owning the place and starting to put down some root for the first time in years.
Under New Management
It took a couple of months for me to put things together enough that I wouldn't have to be on the road all the time like in the past, but I managed to do it without actually explaining that I had "won" a gay hotel in a poker game. It was only after I had really taken complete control that Snake and I had exchanged apartments -- the apartment that Snake had been living in was huge and had four bedrooms -- one of them had been turned into a very complete dungeon/playroom including three cells and more toys that I had ever seen except in a store.
I had brought all of the slaves together right after I took over and told them that I was now their Master and I gave each of them the option to ask their freedom. Only one of them actually took me up on it so I still have a full staff on hand. After looking everything over I decided that as long as Hank and Aaron were going to stay I would make them the supervisors -- they were still slaves, only they would assign the work, and if things weren't done to my satisfaction they would be the ones who were first on the punishment list as well.
The first thing that I was asked was what we were going to call the place now that Snake wasn't the owner any more.
"Officially this has always been the Oasis Inn and I see no reason to change that, and I think that in Snake's honor we will continue to call it "The Snake Pit" since that is what most of our guests know it as."
Everyone nodded their agreement, including Snake. In the past two months he had really started to fail and I was beginning to wonder if he was even going to make those six months that his doctor had told him he had.
It was only about three weeks later that he had to move into a cancer hospice. I told him that I would keep his apartment available for when he was feeling better.
"Don't worry about that, I'm not coming back, you know it and so do I. Rent it out."
I had a plaque made and placed on the door saying that from then on that would always been the Snake Suite in his honor. Guys who came to stay for the first time always asked about that, often wondering if there were snakes loose inside or something -- one of the boys would always tell them that it was in Snake's honor.
Life went on, I didn't change much, the slaves still wore their leg irons and cuffs at least part of the time and the place showed a modest profit. Life was good, Corky spent more time with me and less out with other guests, in fact I even ended up giving him one of the extra bedrooms I had just so he had a place to put his few things without having to carry all of them around all the time.
Then Billy Jay arrived on the scene.
Billy was eighteen, or at least that was what it said on his ID -- after I looked at it I check it real hard before I was willing to rent him a room -- Billy looked to be not over about 14 or even less -- he was only about 5 foot tall at the most and if he weighed 90 pounds I would guess he had rocks in his pockets. Still he had several credit cards and a lot of money in his pocket so after verifying his age as best I could I rented him an apartment -- as long as he was over 18 there wasn't going to be any problem with him living here.
In recent years the police had come around a few times to make sure that everyone was over 18, in their minds this was an "adult" establishment and if they could catch us serving minors it would make their day. Snake had told me that back a few years ago they had even tried to entrap him by sending minors in to try to rent a room -- he managed to catch all of them, but that hadn't stopped them from trying again and again.
Billy Jay was from back east, this was his first time out in the west, his parents had told him that now that he was an adult they didn't want him around any more -- they "knew" that homosexuality was something that his younger brothers would catch from him, sort of like a virus, and they wanted to protect them. It didn't really make much difference as he had a substantial trust fund from his grandfather and he wanted to see the world.
He arrived on a Wednesday and I had started having a pool party/BBQ on Wednesday nights, free for guests and for a fee the public was invited. That night it was almost standing room only -- it has been a warm day but there was just enough breeze that it was really very nice -- the pool was clothing optional as always and I don't think I had seen a swim suit in it yet -- of course, while my slaveboys were always attracting interest, the real star of the evening was Billy Jay. Several of the guests cornered me and asked if I was sure that he was of age -- when I assured them that he was they started following him around like puppies. He had been in the pool and when he climbed out I saw that he didn't have a hair on his body below his eyebrows. His cock was only about 5" long and cut, but as small as he was and without any pubic hair it looked a lot bigger on his little body.
There was no requirement that anyone had to wear anything anywhere in the private patio but most of the guests tended to either put on some shorts or at least wrap a towel around their waist, but not Billy -- he was basking in the fame that he was gaining. He didn't actually tell anyone that he wasn't interested but at the same time he hadn't let anyone get too close either. He had played a bit with a couple of the slaveboys and had even checked Corky out, but he just seemed to be watching and waiting, the only question was what was it that he was waiting for?
While all of the slaveboys had been in cuffs and leg irons for the BBQ I had put a small chain around their necks with keys for both -- as long as their hands were cuffed behind them they couldn't reach the keys, but if any of the guests wanted to release them to play with them the keys were available.
As the party drew to a close several of the guests took a slaveboy with him to their room and one of the outside guests came in and rented a room for the night so that he could take both Hank and Aaron and have a place to play. He also had removed the key-chains from around their necks and gave them back to me -- he wanted to keep them tied all night he said.
Finally the party was over, the BBQ grill had been turned off and all the food and drink had been used -- all of my slaveboys seemed to have found new friends for the night so I didn't worry -- clean-up could wait until morning. It was only as I headed back into my apartment after locking the outside doors -- guests all had codes to get in if there were out -- and turning on the NO VACANCY sign (I just didn't want to be bothered even though I still did have a few rooms available) -- that I saw Billy Jay, sitting on one of the lounge chairs beside the pool.
"Did you have a good time tonight?" I asked after taking one more quick trip around the patio before heading to bed.
"Well, it certainly was different," was his reply.
"Haven't you ever been to a BBQ party before?"
"Not like this."
I chuckled, "Yeah, I guess this isn't exactly what you might have back at home."
He nodded.
"There isn't any curfew on the pool, sauna, or steam room, but I do ask that the noise be held down after people had started going to sleep."
He smiled just a little. "Don't you have someone to keep you company tonight?" he finally asked.
"Was that an offer?" I replied. One of the things that Snake had told me he tried to do was never to get involved with any of the guests -- the slaveboys belonged to him, but getting involved with the guests tended to create problems.
He stood. He was still nude and since he was a good foot shorter than me he looked like he was a little boy still. He smiled at me, "Yeah!"
With that one word all the advice Snake had given me flew out the window -- this boy was lovely and despite what he looked like I had seen proof that he was of legal age. I placed my arm on his shoulder and led him off into my apartment.
As soon as the door was closed he wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me down until he was able to plant a big, open-mouthed kiss on my lips -- I joined him and we only broke the kiss when we both needed to come up for air.
"That was wonderful," he said.
Before I could reply he had grasped my shirt and was pulling on it to get it over my head. While my head was covered by the shirt he bent forward and nipped on one of my nipples. When I managed to pull the shirt off and toss it into a corner I saw that he was sporting a very rigid cock that was had a bead of pre-cum at its head.
I reached down and captured the boy-juice on my finger and then pressed it against his lips, he licked it greedily.
"I'm still a virgin," he said as he dropped to his knees and started to unbuckle my pants.
"I have it on good authority that virginity can be cured," I said with a bit of a chuckle -- that was a line I had been using for a very long time -- it actually wasn't all that funny but he laughed hard at it.
"I've heard that, will you be the one who cures me, please?"
Now this came as a rather big surprise, first that a boy who looked like him was still a virgin and second that he would want someone he had only just met to be the one to do it.
"Your virginity is something you should save until you are sure about who you are giving it to, after all, it is something that you can only give away once and you can't take it back."
"I know, but I know that you are the one I want to give it to."
A lot of guys never have the chance to get even one cherry, so far in my life I've had three and now he would be the forth, but still I worried, I just worried if he really understood exactly what he was doing.
"Please man," he said, "I have come here to do this, and after watching everyone I just know that you are the guy I want to do it with."
An offer like that was one that there was no way I was going to reject. I bent down again and we kissed long and hard -- he might have been a virgin but for sure he knew what to do with his tongue when out mouths met. We exchanged spit and each sucked on the other's tongue, still standing there, his naked body rubbing against my chest, holding our faces together with one hand while using the other one to start opening my belt and then pushing my pants down until they fell around my ankles. Since I had been dressed "commando" for the party our now totally naked bodies rubbed back and forth while be held the kiss until we both had to pull back for a couple of breaths of air.
Billy Jay looked up at me with a slightly wicked grin, "Would you tie my hands behind me before we do anything else?" he asked.
"Are you sure you want me to do that? Once you are helpless there isn't anything you can do if you don't like something."
"Please, I know it is going to hurt the first time, but I want it, and I want you to do it, and if I'm tied there is no way I can stop you, even if I wanted to, which I know I won't."
I didn't say anything, this just seemed to be getting better and better, I was wondering just what I had done to warrant all of this. When I seemed to be hesitating he almost begged me to cuff him.
Finally I said, "If you're sure."
"I am."
I reached around to a drawer where I kept a few leather toys, pulled out a set of locking leather wrist cuffs and fastened them around his wrists. He started to protest that he wanted something that he knew he couldn't remove -- I assured him that without the key he wasn't going to remove them, they had a steel core but that the leather was a bit more comfortable for long term wear and since he was going to be wearing them all night he would thank me in the morning.
Once his hands were cuffed I placed my hands on his shoulders and pressed him down to his knees. "Open wide," I said as my already rigid cock bounced back and forth across his face waiting for him to open his mouth and accept the rigid member.
He captured the plum colored mushroom head and wrapped his lips rightly around the glans, sucking hard against the fleshy column of meat as he worked his tongue around and around the smooth head of my tool. He worked a bit as if trying to fuck his tongue into my piss slit before opening his mouth a little and allowing me to start to work more of the shaft into his oral cavity. He tried to wash the entire tool so that it would more easily flow into his waiting mouth while I just supplied a bit of pressure so that the only direction it could go was deeper inside him. I stopped a couple of times and pulled back just a bit to make it somewhat easier for him to draw a breath before again pushing into his oral cavity.
Finally the cockhead pressed up against the opening of his throat and when I pushed a bit more his automatic gag reflex started to kick in -- I held back for a moment, again allowing him to draw a couple more deep breaths and then I told him to try to swallow as the fleshy invader again pressed forward, this time his throat relaxed enough that I was able to push deep into him until his lips were now rubbing against my pubic hair. He continued to try to swallow the invader as I moved it around and around, enjoying the hot moist pleasure that he was providing to me as I felt my own passion growing harder and harder. Finally, when it felt as if he was going to faint from lack of oxygen I pulled back, again allowing him to draw deep breaths.
I pushed back inside the teenaged prison that my roaring hard-on was enjoying so intensely, only I didn't want to blast his throat with my hot man juices, that was something that I was saving for his virgin rectum.
This time when I pulled back he tried to capture me inside him and it was only when I told him that I was now ready to solve that virginity problem he had told me he had that he willingly allowed my cock to completely withdraw to where it was once again waving in the air like a flag on a windy day.
I help Billy to his feet and then fastened a leather collar around his cock and balls, pulling them as tight as I could and then after attaching a leash to the cock-ring I led him like a puppy into my playroom where I had a padded sawhorse. Once he was bent over the cross-piece I fastened his ankles to the two legs, forcing them as wide apart as they could stretch, then I released his hand from behind his back and fastened them to the other two legs so that he was tightly stretched with his asshole at the highest point. He wiggled his butt as much as he could, not all that much considering that he was rather tightly tied, inviting me to penetrate his still virgin asshole.
I picked up a tube of lube and squirted a glob of the stuff into his ass-crack right at his asshole and then I started rubbing it into his tightly clenched hole. I started with a single finger, working it in and out, then I added a bit more lube and added a second finger so that his asshole was starting to stretch a bit, it was going to have to stretch a lot more if he was going to accept my diamond-cutter up in there. He only moaned a bit but didn't say anything, now I added a third finger, working them in and out, pushing more of the lube into him. He moaned louder and his sphincter tried to close around the invading fingers, only with all of the lube inside him there wasn't much he could do. Still, he hadn't complained at all about the stretching that his asshole was receiving.
Now it was time for the real thing, I withdrew my fingers, covered my rigid member with additional lube and pressed the head of my cock directly against the rosebud of his rectum. Once again his sphincter tried to tighten to keep my rigid pole from forcing its way inside, but with as much lube as I had used his asshole was totally unable to prevent my entry. It was only when my entire mushroom shaped cockhead had penetrated his passageway with the ass lips now grasping tightly around my glans that he said anything.
"I feel full," he said, "and it hurts."
I didn't say anything, I had warned him that it was going to hurt, and at this point there was no way that I was going to pull back out until I had finished the job I had started out to do. I waited for a bit, giving his sphincter to adjust to the fleshy invader and then I started to press forward until about half of my 9" cock-shaft was buried deep in his hole, now I stopped again and then withdrew a bit before I once again pressed forward, this time until fully three quarters of my love-pole was now buried inside him.
"Is it all in me?" he asked, his voice showing the strain from trying not to complain.
"Not yet, one more push should do it," I replied and then I pushed hard and deep into him until my pubic bush started to rub against his smooth ass-cheeks. "Now it is," I said.
I felt his sphincter constricting, trying to expel the invader, only at the same time his voice changed from a moan that could be considered pain to one of pleasure.
"Fuck me, please fuck me. Fuck me hard. Never stop," he said now.
Without saying anything I did exactly what he requested and first withdrew until once again only the cockhead was inside him and then with a single hard thrust I buried myself inside him, again rubbing my groin against his ass-cheeks while his anal muscles started to massage my rigid pole. Now I withdrew and immediately pushed back inside, over and over again, each time a bit fasted and rougher until I could hear my groin smacking against his ass again and again -- I knew that it wasn't going to be very long before I was going to shoot a huge wad of man-juice deep inside him. Meanwhile he continued to repeat what had almost become a mantra, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."
I pushed forward yet again, this time it felt like I had almost climbed right upside him, only this time when I probed the bottom of his anal well I just collapsed against his upturned ass and started to blast my hot jism deep inside him, load after load, until I felt like I should be seeing the milky cum come blasting out his nose, and still my nuts released more of my seeds. Finally my orgasm start to subside and each load was somewhat smaller than the previous until finally I was spent, still deep inside the helpless teenage boy, but starting to lose rigidity as my passion was spent. Now my rapidly deflating member withdrew of its own accord until finally it was expelled with an audible pop. I continued to lay across the boys ass, so spent that it was going to take a serious effort to just stand back off of him.
It was only as I stepped back a bit that I noticed that beneath the sawhorse where Billy was tied he had deposited a substantial puddle of his own juices without ever having touched his own cock.
I released him from the sawhorse and helped him back to his feet.
"That was fantastic," he said with a huge grin on his face.
I just smiled myself for a moment and then asked, "Ready for a shower and some sleep?"
"Can I sleep with you tonight?" he asked in reply.
"But of course, after what we just did I'm certainly not going to send you off into the cold world," I said with a chuckle.
One of the real perks, if you will, to living in the apartment that Snake had designed for himself was the bathroom/shower -- there was room enough for about six people to shower at the same time while there was also both a Jacuzzi and a hot tub as well as a simple bathtub big enough for three.
I helped him into the shower, after that fucking I had given him he wasn't walking all that well, but after I started the water he started to revive and it wasn't very long before along with trying shower himself he was trying to bring my tool back to life too.
"I'm a bit older than you," I told him, "and it takes me a bit longer to recharge, but I do promise you another adventure if that is what you would like."
He just laughed.
After we had showered I led him into my sleeping room and the two of us spooned together, his ass rubbing against my groin as we both fell asleep.
BUZZ! BUZZ!
Slowly the buzzing penetrated my subconscious until I realized that it wasn't part of a dream but really someone pushing the button out at the front door.
BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!
"I'm coming," I said to no one in particular. I looked over at Billy Jay, but he was still dead to world, sleeping the sleep of the properly fucked.
I grabbed a robe and slippers as he headed down to the office. Anyone who was staying here had an entry code and I had turned off the vacancy sign so I couldn't see any reason for anyone to be trying to come in here in the middle of the night and as I passed the clock in the office I saw that it was almost three in the morning so it really was the middle of the night as far as I was concerned.
BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!
Well whoever it was certainly was persistent. Only at the moment all they were doing was pissing me off, if they thought there were going to get a room around here they were badly mistaken, even if I hadn't had a single room rented there was no way I would have admitted this one.
I opened the screen over the night window to see who it was that was disturbing my sleep. At the window there were two middle-aged women, age-wise I would have guessed that they were a mother/daughter grouping, but over the years I had learned that one should never be too sure about things like that, even before I had ended up owning this place.
"Can I help you ladies?" I asked, trying to convey a pleasant nature that I certainly didn't feel at the moment. "This is a private men's residence club." Snake had told me that his lawyer had thought up that dodge quite some time ago when the woman's movement had started trying to gain entrance to anywhere where they weren't welcome. Everyone here had joined the "Oasis Club", the membership was only a dollar but they had to be accepted by the management committee (me), and the application said that it might be six months before a decision on their application was made. So far it had worked like a charm, besides how many women were going to want to join a gay men's residential club where all of the public areas were clothing optional?
"Besides, I don't have any vacancies."
"We're not looking for a room, we are looking for someone who appears to be staying here."
"I only give out information regarding members with a court order, and I will fight that."
"I don't need any information, I know he is here, I have seen his car is parked in the back."
"In that case I guess I will have to call the police and have you arrested for trespassing." Generally I wasn't this anal, but they had awaken me from a comfortable bed which I had been sharing with a very handsome young man, I guess you might say that I was pissed.
I was about to say something else when I heard someone behind me, I look around and there was Billy Jay, at least he had grabbed a towel before coming into the office, but that still wasn't going to make this any easier, or so I thought.
"Mother! Alice! What are you doing here?" he said in a shocked voice.
"You know these two?" I asked.
"Ah ... yes," he said almost reluctantly.
"What are you doing in that room with this pervert?" his mother asked.
"And naked," the one he had called Alice added.
"You put your clothes on and get out of there right this minute," his mother demanded.
"Just a moment," I said in a very loud voice. "What is all of this about?"
"William is my son ..."
"And my brother," the younger woman said talking over the older one.
"And I demand that he get out of this den of perverts or I am going to call the police -- I think I'll call them regardless -- a place like this has to be illegal -- and it is preying on innocent young men."
I turned to Billy, "How old are you?" I asked, "Really?" I had seen his ID and it said that he was 18 but at this point I was beginning to wonder.
"I'm 18, I turned 18 three weeks ago."
"What's that got to do with it," the mother said, almost screeching.
"Well, for openers, it means that he is an adult and that means that he can go wherever he wants, and be with whoever he wants and you don't have any say in the matter," I said, speaking a bit loudly myself.
"Don't pay any attention to him, Billy, you come home with us, this is just a phase you are going through, we'll get you an appointment with that nice Dr. Kling, if you had stayed with him in the first place you would be cured of this foolishness already. Your father has agreed that he was too harsh and when you finish Dr. Kling's treatments you will be welcome at home."
"That old fool is no more a doctor than I am," Billy said, "and there isn't anything wrong with me. I'm gay, don't you get it, GAY! There is nothing to cure. Now go away, I don't want anything more to do with any of you."
Billy turned and left the room, and just before he was out of sight he pulled off the towel so that his mother and sister could see that he was naked. I had to give the kid credit for guts, only now I still had to deal with these two women.
"Now ladies, I think it is time for you to leave so that I don't have to call the police to have you arrested -- he has told you to go away and since you admit that it is 18 you no longer have any control over him. GOOD NIGHT!"
They turned away, but I could hear them saying that I hadn't heard the last of them as I closed the screen over the window, and this time I turned off the night buzzer too -- I still wanted to get a couple more hours of sleep.
When I got back into the bedroom Billy was laying on his back on the bed. "I'm sorry about that scene in the office. I didn't expect them to find me that easily."
"As long as you are 18 there isn't much they can do to you, at least not in this state. Who is that Dr. Kling?"
"A preacher of some kind who has convinced some parents that he can cure their children of homosexuality, all it takes is his praying and their money. He runs a sort of boarding house where all of his 'students' live, spending their time praying for forgiveness and learning how to be good heterosexuals, after lights out at night there was so much gay sex happening that you knew the whole thing was a fraud."
I nodded, "It sounds like he convinced your family."
"Yeah, and it has cost them plenty, the only good thing in that regard is that they can afford it. When I turned 18 I left, I tried to tell my family that it was all a big scam but they just 'knew' that it would work if I just gave it a chance. What a crock."
"What are you going to do now, go back to school?"
"I'm not sure just what I'll do, but the one thing I don't have to worry about is money, I have a trust fund that was set up by my grandfather and no one else in the family has any say about how it is spent, they can't prevent me from accessing it whenever I want. My grandfather didn't trust my mom or sister and that is why he set this up for me, and now I'm really grateful. I suspect that they will try to do something to try to prevent my accessing the trust, but he seemed to expect something like that and when I read the trust papers I don't think that they can do anything. Now I would just like to go back to sleep, with you." Billy reached up to me.
An offer like that was not something that I was about to ignore and it didn't take very long before we were back spooned together, just as we had been before we were so rudely interrupted.