"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...
"A hotel bellboy discovers he's the one getting served."
A few days had gone by and Carson couldn’t get Mr. Armisen off his mind. It was becoming a sick little game of his as he went about his day, imagining the various places he and Armisen could fuck. Maybe...
"The unexpected evening entertainment continues back in the hotel."
We’ve been lying on the carpet, wrapped in each other’s arms, listening to our own heartbeats slow down, as well as that of the other. There doesn’t seem to be a need to talk with Edward. There’s a sense of...
"Aggies friends meet Muhunnad, Lars meets Mother Beatrice."
Aggie walked outside to the Valet. "Can you get me a cab to this address?" she asked the young man standing there. The valet pulled a whistle out of his pocket and blew it as he waved his hand. A...
"Lars meets Aggies new friends."
As usual, Lars was sitting in his room, sulking about losing Aggie when his phone rang. Looking at the screen Lars saw that it was his father. "Hello?""What the fuck happened at Club Orient?" came his father's booming voice.“What are...