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Tuesday, August 7, 2012

He final test for the bell man job.

Reddy McCoy got excited when a five star hotel was built in his home town.  He came from a lower middle class family and high school was as far as he went in school.  His folks couldn’t pay for college and the jobs in that town didn’t pay enough.  The hotel would give him an opportunity to make more money than he’d ever made before.  He applied for a bellman job.

He was hired, but had to go through three weeks of training.  He didn’t mind.  Hell, he was getting paid for it.  He lucked out and got the last bellman position available.  His trainer was about his age.  He was hansom and had a fierce body, Reddy thought.  He seemed to take a licking to Reddy.  The training was much more difficult than Reddy thought it would be.  It was physical for one thing.  Reddy was a skinny red headed boy who’d never gotten into sports or any other extremely physical stuff.  His thing was fishing in the cool clear streams around the area.

Mark, his trainer started him off in the gym.  Reddy was at an age where he quickly made progress.  Three weeks wouldn’t be long enough to get him in the kind of shape he needed to be in.  It was dangerous for a long skinny fellow like him to be slinging around heavy luggage.  Mark talked to his bosses and got Reddy a bar back position until he was fit to take on the bellman job.

Reddy and Mark worked out five days a week.  They rested on Wednesdays and Sundays.  Mark advised Reddy on his diet, and Reddy took his advice.  Meanwhile, Reddy trained in the other requirements of the job.  He took Spanish lessons at the Hotel, and took French on his own.  His enthusiasm for the job made him a perfect student.

Mark saw how hard Reddy was working and admired him for it.  One day in the gym, the AC broke down.  Reddy and Mark got really hot and sweaty.  They usually left the gym to shower at home.  This time, they decided to shower before leaving for home.  Mark saw Reddy’s lean body for the first time.

“Damn, you’re a lot more muscular than you look in clothes.” Mark said.

“Now my muscles are strong to.” Reddy said.  “That’s thanks to you.”

“You must have always had the potential.  You just never used it.”  Mark said.

“I wasn’t to into sports.  Guys teased me all the time.” Reddy said.

“What for?” Mark asked.

“Red hair, white skin, freckles, perdy much anything they could think of.” Reddy said.

“Bet they didn’t tease you about a small dick.” Mark said.

Reddy blushed.  “Naw, That’s one thing I had over them.”

“I guess you were more popular with the girls.” Mark said.

“Shit, I never got the time of day from the girls.  Well there was one.  She’s about five feet tall and just as wide.  What is it about fat girls and skinny guys?” Reddy asked.

“Ha ha, My brother and his wife are like that.  I call them Dot and Dash.  She’s five two and weighs over three hundred, he’s six two and weighs one sixty.” Mark laughed.

“I bet he’s got a big dick.  Seems like tall skinny guys usually do.” Reddy said.

“Sure does.  He’d have to to fuck her.” Mark chuckled. 

Reddy noticed Mark was looking at his cock and balls a lot.  He decided it would be okay to look back.  Till then, he’d kept his eyes on everything but Mark.  When he looked, he had to stifle his reaction.  Not only was his body flawless, his cock and balls were beautiful.  Not as big as his, but cut and perfect.   He was mesmerized.   Mark caught him staring.  He didn’t say anything and looked away when Reddy saw he was caught.  Reddy turned red again and looked away to.

The next day, Mark brought Reddy his bellman’s uniform.  It fit kind of sloppy, but the hotel would tailor it for him.  Mark watched while Reddy stripped out of his bar clothes and put on the uniform.  He was as excited as a little kid. 

“Now we have to see how coordinated you are.” Mark said.  He handed Reddy a tray with a bottle of scotch and a glass.  “Hold that in one hand and walk across the room.”

Reddy did as instructed.  “Now, with the other hand, pick up that suitcase and walk back.”  Reddy again performed the task.   “Now, walk back around those chair.”  Mark had set up and obstacle course of chairs and things to stumble over, even a trip wire.  Reddy stumbled and tripped, but didn’t loose the tray.  

“Man, you’re the first one that’s made it through that the first time.  Okay, come here.  I’ve got one last test.” Mark said.

Reddy walked over to Mark.  Mark took the suit case and set it aside.  He got down in front of Reddy and unzipped Reddy’s pants.  Reddy’s eye bulged.  Mark reached in his pants and fished out his big, uncut cock.  Reddy started to breath fast and deep.  Mark licked the shaft of his cock.  The tray jingled.  Mark pulled the foreskin back and licked the head.  Reddy sighed.  The tray jingled.  Mark started to unbutton his shirt.  Reddy let out a quiet “Oh”.  Mark swallowed Reddy’s cock as he pulled off his shirt.  The tray jingled a lot. 

Kneeling, Mark undid his pants and pushed them and his underwear to his knees.  Reddy’s eye rolled around in his head.  Mark sucked Reddy’s cock and shuffled out of his pants at the same time.  Reddy started to moan.  Mark edged him to near orgasm, then pulled off his throbbing cock.

Reddy, could hardly catch his breath.  “If you pass the next part of his test, I’ll give you the best shifts for tips and your choice of days off.” Mark offered.

“Okay” Reddy said breathlessly.  Mark squirted some lube on Reddy’s cock, then turned around and lubed his asshole.  “Fuck me” Mark ordered.

“Hoo” Reddy breathed out.  He put his free hand on Mark’s hip and moved in.  His cock was harder than he’d ever remembered it being.  He eased it into Mark’s anus. “Whoa” he breathed as his cock slipped into the warm tunnel.

“That’s it, now fuck me hard.” Mark said.  Reddy started slowly but quickly picked up speed.  The tray jingled.  Soon, Reddy hand gotten a rhythm going and was pounding Mark’s hungry ass.  The tray was quite.  Their bodies slammed together but the tray was steadfast.  Mark jacked his own cock.  “Oh yeah, Oh yeah” Mark kept repeating. 

“Ah, I’m going to cum.” Reddy warned.

“In me, in me” Mark demanded.
 
“Here it cums.” Reddy said.  He jerked hard at the waist and delivered nine good long streams of cum to his boss’s colon.  The tray jingled.  Mark delivered his load to the floor with loud “Ahhhs” the made Reddy shutter with the thought someone would hear them. 

Reddy’s cock slid free of Mark’s grip.   Mark straightened up and turned toward Reddy.  The tray was still intact. 

“I think he passed, son.” A voice of a much older man said as the owner of the hotel came into sight.

“Yeah Dad, I think we’ve found our man.” Mark said. 

The tray jingled and tipped.  


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