Chapter 7 -- The Hotel
***Hello Readers
Quick note, my stories tend to progress a bit slower, if you're looking for quick paced sex scenes try another story.
Also some past people have nitpicked about small consistency details in my stories. I'm not writing a classic novel, I'm not going to take time to explain every little change in a scene. If you're looking for 100% accuracy in stories, buy a book.
I hope the rest of you enjoy :D
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As we made our way through the hotel lobby I wondered how ridiculous our little gang looked.
There I was, wearing a rainbow-colored kilt so short it barely passed my ass, with a cum stain in the front. Clinging onto a man twice my size, wearing a torn kilt held on by safety pins. Then there was Brian sporting a fat lip, and old man John carrying my passed-out girlfriend.
If the situation was odd the hotel staff didn't show it, on the contrary a few of them greeted Frank back as a regular.
As we all crammed into the elevator Frank called over one of the teenage bellhops named Daniel. The boy was about 18-19 years old and looked proud that Frank had called for him personally.
As the door closed behind him Frank addressed the teen.
"I'm sorry but we're going to need few items cleaned and repaired."
Frank then proceeded to remove his vest.
"
The little boy here
" he gave me a nod "
Accidently came all over my vest, I would like it washed by tomorrow morning if possible.
"
The teen was struggling not to laugh as he glanced at me and took the vest.
Frank continued "
Next this will need to be repaired
" without ceremony he then removed his kilt and handed it to the boy, who's jaw had now dropped, staring at the naked man's HUGE cock.
"
The little tyke tore my favorite kilt, if you don't have anyone that can fix it working this weekend; I think Mr.Ben's in town should be able to fix it."
Now standing naked he turned to me and gave me a stern look like a father scolding a child.
"The naughty boy also managed to soil his own kilt which will need to be washed"
Everyone turned to me as the elevator stopped on our floor, with a slight ding the doors opened to the 7
th
floor. Frozen and unable to move I just stood there as Frank chimed in;
"
No need to by shy little Tommy, I'm sure Daniel has seen lots of little willies in gym class. Some boys just hit puberty late
"
I could feel blood flowing to my cheeks as I blushed, at 30 years old I wasn't really a little boy anymore...
While I was rooted to the spot in shock John squeezed past me carrying Karen and started walking down the hallway. Brian meanwhile was holding the door with a cheeky grin on face, waiting for my response.
Frank cleared his throat a little more serious now; "
Either remove it boy, or I'll do it for you
"
I snapped into action and slowly started to remove the kilt, Brian licking his lips as he watched.
My hands were shaking so much that once unhooked the kilt fell through my hands, unraveled quickly and falling to the floor. A cool breezing washed over me as my smooth dick bounced free, still rock hard from all the pills they had fed me. Caught off guard I froze for a moment before quickly covering up with both hands.
Glancing at the teenager however I could tell the damage was done; a slight grin had now appeared on his face as we locked eyes.
Trying not to panic I slowly bent forward to pick up the kilt, making sure to cover. Frank however seemed unimpressed with my speed and gave my ass a hard SLAP.
The force of the blow caught me off guard and reflexively I stood upright, both my hands going back to protect my sorely beaten ass as I gave Frank and angry glance.
I realized a moment to late however that I was once again exposed as I returned to lock eyes with the bellhop. The boy was chuckling as he looked down at my small dick, and said;
"
You're smoother then my baby brother man!
"
The surprise passed as I saw the boy fishing his cell phone out of his pocket. Before I had a chance to cover up however, Frank grabbed both my arm keeping them behind my back.
[SNAP SNAP SNAP]
The bellhop took a couple photos as I watched on helplessly; with encouragement from Frank he even made sure to capture my face in a couple of the shots.
Then after a few seconds that felt like an eternity Frank released my hands. Not bothering to cover up I quickly bent down and grabbed my kilt, pushing it into the bellhop's arms. Then I darted out the elevator to follow John with my hands cupping my swinging dick. I had almost forgotten that my ass was spanked purple and had been drawn on by Frank, until the bellhop yelled out "
Nice buns BAD BOY
".
...
I dashed into the hotel just as John was carrying my girlfriend into adjoining suit. Frank's room was quite large, reminding me that not only was Frank my superior in basically every physical aspect; he was also a very successful businessman.
Looking past the living room area into the bedroom I panicked as I saw what looked like a mini sex shop, the room was filled with a variety of dildos and other toys. With kilts, leather garments, and bright pastel colored clothing scattered about. A sex swing was also set up in a corner with a video camera pointed at it. There also looked to be a leather sleeping bag next to the bed.
Tearing my eyes away from the scene I followed John into the next suit. The layout was exactly the same except without all the toys; I saw John tucking Karen into bed. Quickly I went to go join her when Frank grabbed my wrist turning me around.