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#12 Hotel Room Service
Dear Journal,
It's been a while... again.
Jack died suddenly in a car crash while coming home from Chipotle about a year ago. I was feeling down about it -even more so because I was the one who had sent him out late that night. It seemed like once he was gone I had lost everything: my vitality, my drive, and even my libido. I just couldn't bring myself to do anything, but that all changed when I got a surprise invitation in the mail this morning.
Who had sent me this invitation, and why did they want to keep their identity a secret? And why do they love me??? No offense, self, but you've punched a few grandmas in the grocery store... Well, whoever it was and for whatever reason I didn't really care. I didn't have much excitement going on in my life right now anyway so I said "What the hell", and just packed my bags for sunny San Fran.
Boy that was a long-ass, fucking flight! I got to the St. Regis just when midnight hit, and the only thing shittier than U.S. Airways aesthetic is their in-flight food. I was hungry as fuck so all I could do when I got to my room was change into a t-shirt and sprawl out on the bed. After a few minutes of calming down I was all like, "Shit, I'm still hungry!". Seems I forgot about that. Well, they did say all expenses paid so I guess it was high time I took them up on that offer. I picked up the sleek, black cordless room phone and dialed the number for room service. A guy named Joe picked up the phone and told me to go ahead with my order. Not caring about my sexy body anymore after the death of Jack, I began ordering food with abandon, with the most noteworthy item on the list being a big, juicy slab of steak. One so big it would choke a baby. Joe told me that it'd be right up...
After about 10 minutes of waiting I was about to go bananerz when I finally heard a knock at the door, followed by,
"Room Service!"
I jumped outta the bed and within seconds I was opening the door, but I did not expect what was behind it...
"Hey, I heard you ordered the steak, correct?" he said.
"Yes that's right, but where is it? I don't see it.", I replied in a whiny way.
"Oh, I've got your meat, but it's not from any cow.", he responded.
"Then where is the meat, and what animal did it come from?", I answered, annoyed.
"Close your eyes and open your mouth and you'll find out..." He told me.
So I closed my eyes and opened my mouth just for kicks. I was standing there for a full minute before I sensed something happening. This guy put his hands on my shoulders and guided me to a kneeling position, and then he said.
"This cut of meat is from a George. I think you'll find it super thick, juicy, and veryyyyyyyyyy satisfying.
Now open wide."
Wow, George tasted really good. I could barely get my mouth around it because it was so thick. With every bob it got a little saltier but that's just how I like it. I opened my eyes and to no surprise this guy had his cock in my mouth. He started moaning loudly after a couple minutes of spit-shining.
"Tastes good doesn't it?! Yeah, you ready for some dessert?!" He moaned.
Before I could even nod I felt a thick load of salty George shooting into my mouth.
"Swallow for me baby." he said.
"Why not", I thought to myself, and gulped him down like a cold Gatorade.
Damn, I wasn't even hungry after that, which is good because at that point I was ready to collapse into bed. Apparently, I really took it out of my room service guy too by how tired he looked now. I invited him to spend the night with me, they've got a ton of staff in room service so they shouldn't mind if one went missing. So we both crawled into bed, naked and wet. I don't know what I did with the covers but this man was enough of a blanket for me anyway. Now I still was nowhere closer to finding out why I had been so suddenly invited to this place, but right now that really didn't matter.
Until Next Time
Sincerely,
Rick
p.s.
This guy keeps getting erections in his sleep. Yay.
#13 Staying In and Eating Out
Dear Journal,
Day 2 at the St. Regis and all I gotta say is "Damn, what a night!". I was surprised to wake up and still see George in my bed.
"Mmm... Good Morning." he groaned, just waking up.
But that's not all that woke me. I forgot that I hadn't (really) eaten anything that night so my stomach was growling like hungry ho's who had got kicked outta her man's house early that morning without breakfast and a hello. Womp. And apparently George was hungry too because I heard his stomach growling too.
George: "I'm sorry, I must've forgotten to eat last night."
Me: "Oh yeah, me too actually, I'm still pretty hungry even after... ya know"
George: "Oh? haha. Well, you look good enough to eat... In fact."
And once he said that, in no time George had me flipped over on my back, ass gaping wide open. He sure had some strong hands because even if I wanted to get this man's tongue out of my crack I don't think I physically could.
"You like that?", he came up for air to say.
"Yeah, baby, eat it!" I moaned.
After a couple more minutes of chowing down on that ripe hole like an animal, he pulled me to the edge of the bed and made me hold my legs to my chest.
"Keep em there." he commanded
"Yessir" I agreed
"Think you're ready for some breakfast sausage?" He asked
He knew the answer was yes. I could feel all ten inches of his big bratwurst squeezing its way into my tiny pink hole. Damn, this guy gave new meaning to the term "full" for me! I started squeezing my hole around his dick. He really liked it, I could tell from the way he slightly moaned and squinted each time I did it.
"I'm gonna cum, baby" He, gasped "Stick your tongue out!"
Let's just say I got more of it on me than in me...I heard this stuff was good for your skin anyway.
So I rubbed it in.
Time to get ready for my day. I wonder what this whole ordeal is about anyway. I'll write when something new develops. Call me Sherlock, BITCH.
Sincerely,
Rick
p.s.
Or daddy. Either is fine.
#14 You Horny?
Dear Journal,
So George left to get back to work, bummer, but I told him that when I get hungry later I would def give him a ring to order some more 'room service'... His absence gave me just enough time to figure out who the manager of this hotel was. Apparently his name was Stan, and he supposedly sent me the invitation, so I took a trip down to his office. In the basement. The particularly dimly lit basement, lit only by glow of several walkway torches. Hmm, dangerous.
I get to this huge wooden door labeled "Stan", and boy did I give that wood a knockin'. And once Stan finally opened the door I could tell that soon I'd be knockin' on some more 'wood' shortly.
Damn was that a sexy-ass manager! Also he had no clothes on, which was wicked-sweet because his body looked better than cheesecake tastes! And cheesecake is fucking delicious.
"Wassup, Rick." He said rhetorically
"You know 'What's Up', why'd you send me this invitation, Stan?" I asked, in a non-serious way because his sexy body was distracting me.
"Heh, well first-off my name's not Stan, it's SATAN. They keep forgetting to put that last 'A' in my name for Christ's sake. Secondly, I brought you here because I need to ask something of you." he said
"Hmm, I don't know, you ARE Satan and-all.." I remarked. "What could I do for you that you can't do yourself anyway? Don't you have like, superpowers or some shit like that? And where are your horns?!" I said
"I need you to collect the souls of evil people for me by fucking their brains out. Literally. I can't do it myself, and if I could, I'd have already done it." He said.
"Well, what's in it for me... Besides the gay sex, that is.", I said
"Fulfill the prophecy and I will bring your 'Jack' back to life."
"I'll need a minute to think about it." I said, tempted.
"Very well, then why don't you come relax on my bed for a while." He said, sultrily
I'm never one to pass up a good roll around in a big bed... Even with a sexy demon man.
As soon as I got on the bed he put me in the doggy position and squeezed that big cock up my tight asshole.
"So, Rick, Mmm, what do you think about my offer?" He said
"Fuck yeah, I'll do anything you want me to, just fuck me harder!" I yelled
"Very Well" He replied
After a couple more minutes of impaling my tight hole with that big cock he shot a huge load of warm semen all across my back. Damn
He told me to stay right there and not to move, and I didn't know why until i felt him bend over and lick his cum off my back. At least this way he didn't have to fuck up some baby wipes. Those lil hoes are expensive.
"Stan' told me to come back to his office later that evening to come talk more about this proposition. So after a quick siesta and a shower I decided to come back down to the basement. Who the hell knows what I got myself into now...
Sincerely,
Rick
p.s. Hell yeah
