Hotel Boys Bundle

Book 1:-Naughty Bellhop-

Jon and Sam’s first trip to the Scottish Highlands commenced tomorrow commemorating their three-year Anniversary. The two hurriedly packed their bags while sharing a bottle of red wine.

 

“Oops! Almost forgot!” Jon exclaimed as he grabbed the lube from his bedside table.

 

“Yes sir, we’ll be needing that. Don’t forget the essentials Jon,” Sam joked.

 

            Jon slipped lube into the bag. He imagined Sam bent over, kilt turned up revealing his firm ass. The lube spread over his pink hole waiting for his fingers and then his dick. Jon shook off the fantasy, reached into his pants and adjusted his softie. Sam continued to pack. Eager to visit the lands of his ancestors, he gulped down his wine. One step closer to sleep, to tomorrow, and finally Scotland. Sam’s paternal grandfather left Scotland in the late 18^th century and immigrated to North Carolina. He left much behind, but kept the family name of Dunlop.

 

            The flight to Inverness spanned eight hours. For whatever reason, the jolting of the plane at take-off into cruising altitude produced a hard-on in Jon’s tight jeans. He looked around the plane’s hull. No one paid attention to them. He took Sam’s right hand and cupped it over his bulge and slid his palm downward to feel the head of his cock. Sam gazed at his partner’s left pant leg. He saw Jon’s dick snaking downward towards the knee. Sam unbuttoned his man’s jeans. No underwear, he thought. Hot. He began to stroke his cock, tugging at it as he wrapped his entire hand around it.

 

“I wish I could blow you right now,” he whispered into Jon’s ear.

 

            A male flight attendant caught sight of the two passengers and slowly approached. He took stock of the cabin; most people were asleep or engaged with their devices. Sam removed his hand when he noticed the attendant stood over him. He shot an apologetic glance to the attendant as Jon began to zip up his pants. The attendant’s name tag read, “Don.” Don shook his head and signaled for Jon and Sam to continue. Don watched Sam return his hand to Jon’s cock. For transatlantic and other long-haul flights, Don wore his self-tailored navy pants. He had fashioned a hole into the left hand pocket, perfect for slipping his dick threw. He slid the head of his cut cock out of the pocket and leaned his crotch toward Sam. Sam cautiously lapped at Don’s cock with the tip of his tongue. It tasted sweet. As he worked his mouth around it, his hand pulled and massaged his husbands cock, now out of the jeans. Sam tasted sweet, precum as he put his lips on the attendant’s dick. Jon’s breathing sped and deepened. Sam quickly turned to him and caught the jizz in his mouth.

 

“Fuck!” Jon exclaimed under his breath as he pumped seven spurts of cum into Sam.

 

            “Mmmm,” Sam hummed as he sucked out every bit.

 

            After he finished polishing off Jon, Sam returned to the attendant. His hand vigorously slid up and down. His face blushed and Sam positioned his head beneath the jerking dick and opened his mouth wide, inviting Don’s cum in. Don’s ass tightened as his cock exploded into the passenger’s mouth. The thick cum landed on Sam’s tongue. Fuck. Yes. Sam thought as the flight attendant delivered his ecstasy.

 

            The attendant took a labored breath before returning his prick to his pants. He winked, adjusted his vest and headed toward the front of the plane. He returned shortly with two glasses of champagne.

           

“Thank you for flying UK Air,” Don said.

 

            “My pleasure,” Sam insisted.

  

            “Cheers!” Jon agreed.

           

            Sam turned to Jon a look of surprise in his eyes. The two men drank the champagne and napped the rest of the flight.

 

            “Ladies and gentleman welcome to Inverness. We hope you enjoyed the flight and fly with UK Air in the future,” A voice overhead said.

 

            The shuttle from the airport to the hotel provided breathtaking views of the Highlands. The landscape was a perfect Kelley green. They arrived at The Grand Highland Hotel and remarked on its beauty. The Hotel had once been a castle and most of the period charm remained intact. They dropped off their bags at the front desk, as it was too early for checking and spent the rest of the day seeing the sights of the ancient town.

 

            The bellhop who took their bags was a young, strapping man named Paul. He worked for the hotel a couple of years and the lifting and carrying tourists’ luggage resulted in a fit physique. His arms were large, muscular limbs. He took notice of the handsome couple as he took their bags and hoped he would still be on-shift when they returned. It was a slow day and boredom overtook Paul. He looked around the desk and fiddled with papers, but his mind kept returning to the young American couple. He wondered who the top was and who bottomed. When would they be back? Ever since college, he had been bi-curious, but never worked up the courage to act on it. Their luggage caught the corner of his eye. He gazed at the bags and then turned forward. An itch overcame him and he decided to take a peek into Jon’s bag. Looking never hurt anyone, the bellhop thought. In the front compartment of the case, he found a black bottle with a pump on the top. “Glide-Well” it said. Fun. His dick firmed in his pants as he read the bottle’s salacious instructions.

           

Paul took the lube back to his seat and slid the chair beneath the front desk, shielding his crotch from sight. He could feel his pulse in his cock as it throbbed against his smooth thigh. He pumped a squirt of the lube into his left palm and slid his wet hand down his pants. He licked his lips as he worked the slippery gel over his nine-inch cock. It soaked the front of his boxer-briefs. The more he rubbed, the warmer the lube got and the thicker he got. I bet these guys use a lot of this shit. It feels incredible. He closed his eyes and imagined fucking Sam’s ass. He would spread his ass-cheeks for me; beg to be fucked by me.

 

“You okay?” a voice asked.

 

“Fuck!” Paul exclaimed, startled. He nearly came.

 

“What?”

 

“Sorry sir!” Paul excused himself as he wiped his hand dry on his pants. “I’m sorry I must’ve dosed off,” he said.

 

“No problem. Looked like you were having a pleasant dream,” the man said.

 

As he returned to reality, Paul realized it was one of the men from earlier. Not the one he was pretend-fucking, but the other. He blushed hard and began to scheme ways of returning the lube to the bag.

 

“Can we check in yet?” Sam asked Jon as he approached from outside.

 

“I’m not sure honey. I seem to have startled this nice young man here,” Jon playfully explained.

 

Sam looked the young, hot stud over. He noticed the way the sleeves of his shirt gripped his biceps and the collar appeared tight around his neck.

 

            “I’m Jon and this is Sam. We dropped our bags here earlier.”

 

“I remember you. Yes. Let’s get you checked in.”

 

Paul nervously typed information into the computer. He handed them their keys and bent over to grab their luggage. He tried to slip the lube back into the baggage, but it slipped from his hands and rolled across the floor towards the guests. Sam picked it up and grinned.

 

“Help us to our room,” Jon said.

 

The bellhop was every shade of red. He grabbed their bags and assisted them onto the elevator (“the lift” as Paul called it). Once the doors closed, Sam unbuttoned the hop’s pants and dropped to his knees. He spread the boy’s hairless ass open and plunged his tongue into his asshole. Jon removed the boy’s shirt and admired his pale, white skin. His nipples were light pink and rested on two sizable pecs. Paul found his key for the elevator and turned it to the right. It stopped the elevator mid-ascent. He moaned as the hot tongue flicked his hole. Jon licked the boy’s hard nipples and circled them with the underside of his tongue.

 

 As they licked, Jon and Sam removed their own clothes revealing two more raging boners in the elevator. Paul pushed Jon’s head own to his still wet cock. Jon swallowed the boy’s nine inches, taking him deep into his throat. He bobbed up and down on the boy’s cock. Sam lifted his face from the boy’s ass and took to blowing his lover. He felt Jon’s soft, brown pubes against his face as he worked the dick in and out of his mouth. After Jon’s dick was sufficiently wet, Sam bent over and sat on it. He could feel his partner’s cock grow even harder as it entered him. Slowly at first, he bounced on the cock his ass adjusted to the thickness and he could feel it hitting his prostate every time he landed down. Meanwhile, Jon continued to suck the boy off through moans of pleasure as he felt himself deep inside Sam’s ass. Paul’s legs were bridged over Sam and he could feel the man’s upper back against his balls as he slid up and down.

 

Paul cried out as he plunged his cock deep into the back of this man’s throat. He pulled out and came into his mouth. The cum ran down Jon’s chin and throat and onto Sam’s bouncing ass. Sam felt the hot mess and removed himself from Jon’s cock. He joined in on the cum swallowing and lapped up the cum off of his lover’s chest and neck before cleaning the remaining off of Paul’s long cock.

 

“Now it’s our turn,” Sam said.

 

He turned the boy and returned his mouth to the boy’s hole. He then plunged his thumb into the hole. Paul yelped, but Sam persisted eventually shoving three of his fingers into the boy’s ass. Jon massaged his cock as he watched Sam spit on the boy’s ass. Sam held his own cock in his fist, stood and then rammed into the boy’s tight hole. Jon circled around to the boy’s front and tongued his cock again, all the way down to the balls, and lower to where Sam’s cock entered him. Paul screamed in pain and pleasure as Sam demolished his virgin hole. Paul’s ass cheeks bounced off of Sam’s crotch, making a slapping sound whenever Sam went balls-deep.

 

Jon decided he wanted in on the fucking and pointed to the floor, signaling Sam to move from doggie-style to missionary. After moving some of the luggage, Sam put his back to the floor of the luggage and grabbed the bellhop’s hips onto his. The boy took to his knees and got more dicking from Sam. Between his cries, he turned over his shoulder to Jon, who now had lowered himself to their level. They kissed, sloppily trying to time it with Sam’s thrust. After the kiss, Jon turned Paul’s head forward and thrust it down until it rested on Sam’s sweaty chest. This exposed the boy’s hole and Sam’s cock in it. Jon held Sam’s cock still and in place as he entered his own dick into the boy’s hole.

 

“Ow! Fuck!” Paul exclaimed.

 

“Don’t worry I’ll squirt in some of the lube you were using earlier,” Jon said.

 

He got the boy and his stone-hard dick lubed and re-entered Paul’s ass. Sam laid still until Jon got his stride. Gradually, Sam began pumping his cock up, deep in there with Jon’s. Their dicks rubbed tightly against each other sliding right and left as they entered and exited Paul’s anus. The boy’s eyes rolled back behind his eye lids as the two men reamed his ass. His ass cheeks began to turn red the more the men slammed against it.