"A hotel bellboy discovers he's the one getting served."
Carson bolted upright.“Carson? Are you okay?”He nodded, feeling exactly the opposite.“Yeah, I’m…” he stammered. “I just gotta use the bathroom.”He waddled past the TV, into the bedroom, wincing with every step. His hole was still tender, fucked so raw he...
"A hotel bellboy discovers he's the one getting served."
Carson melted into the crook of Mr. Armisen’s arm, the light of the TV flickering over his face as some action movie played out on the screen. But he wasn’t focused on the film. His eyes were glued to the...
"A hotel bellboy discovers he's the one getting served."
Knock, knock. Carson tapped on the bathroom door. “You ready?” Mr. Armisen asked. Carson didn’t say a word. A short while later Armisen emerged from the bathroom, a white robe around his shoulders, a glass of wine in hand. His long, flaccid cock dangling...
"A hotel bellboy discovers he's the one getting served."
“I’m sorry.”“Don’t be.”“I should’ve…”“Did you hear me?”Carson looked up at Mr. Armisen, propped up in the hospital bed of the emergency room. After four hours, two X-rays, and sixteen stitches, he still looked pretty banged up. It could’ve been sexy,...
"A hotel bellboy discovers he's the one getting served."
Carson sat in the cool, air-conditioned suite watching reality TV when Mr. Armisen walked in the door a little after 3.“You almost got me in trouble, you sexy shit,” he laughed, tugging off his tie.Carson sat up, eager to retort...
"A hotel bellboy discovers he's the one getting served."
A few minutes later, Armisen was splayed out naked, face-down, ass up on the coffee table, his long lumberjack limbs dangling over the edges. He waited patiently as Carson stood behind him, wetting his hands with coconut oil. “You ready?” he...
"A hotel bellboy discovers he's the one getting served."
“Just landed. Omw now”“ETA?”“11”“Meet me at the bar.”The bar?Carson’s Uber pulled away from the airport as he broke into a sweat. And not just from the Florida heat.This is crazy, he thought, the same thought he’d been having for the...
"A hotel bellboy discovers he's the one getting served."
Carson’s mind went blank. He was trapped. Mr. Armisen was toying with the underwear in his fingers, his other hand still holding the cigar.“I, uh--” Carson began.“What were you gonna do with this, huh?” Armisen asked, his thick eyebrow still...
"A hotel bellboy discovers he's the one getting served."
The next day should have been awful. Luggage was heavier than ever, guests were rude and demanding. The heat was sweltering, his boss a total asshole. But Carson went about the day with a smile on his face, his footsteps...
"A hotel bellboy discovers he's the one getting served."
Carson drummed his nails against the marble counter, surveying the drab grey figures as they lingered about the hotel lobby. Clarissa peered up from her desk."I'm going to bite your fingers off. Stop that."He glared at her. "And I'll report...