Seven Hills Radio

By ku.oc.oohay@namyrots-7heluap

Published on Dec 17, 2004

Gay

Although no celebrities appear in the first few chapters, hang on, they will. Obviously any mention of any celebrity in this story does not imply in any way the sexual orientation or preferences of those named.

Seven Hills Radio. - Chapter 1

When I heard his voice outside of the sauna darkroom, I knew my life was about to change, only I wasn't sure quite how. As I lay there with a cock in my mouth and at least one mouth around my cock, I wondered what I should do. Option one -stay in the darkroom until the sauna closed, in about 5 hours. Option two - go out into the corridor breeze past him, as though it was an everyday occurrence to meet your future boss in a gay sauna, option three - go and say hello and option four was, well to be honest there was no option four, and anyway the cock in my mouth twitched and without warning shot a hot load into my mouth and over my beard, which triggered mine to do the same to the guy sucking me.

I should explain, I had just been for an interview that morning, and had been offered the job as the late show presenter on a new radio station being set up in Edinburgh called Seven Hills Radio. The few people I had told at my present station had all told me I'd walk the job, but I'd been surprised I'd been told straight away. Of course they had already heard my demo tapes and the interview had been to discuss ideas for the new programme, the radio station and my role, which was, in addition to the late show, to be head of music. I'd not been to Edinburgh for years, and so had arranged a couple of days holiday from the radio station I was currently working at in Leicester. I'd arrived late last night after finishing the drivetime programme and hitting the road to East Midlands Airport, so I'd only had time to book into the gay hotel, have a meal and pop into the gay bar opposite the hotel for a drink. There had also been the late night group action in the corridor in the middle of the night, the sign, in my view, of a good gay hotel!

Seemingly Thursday is not a busy night in the hotel, but there were still five of us in the group, ranging from a guy in his early 20's to one in his late 50's. I'd been sleeping lightly when I'd heard creaking floorboards outside of my room. I opened the door to see the young guy on his knees with his tongue eating the arse of a stocky 30 year old, who was holding on to the stair rail with his legs spread and certainly looked to be enjoying himself. I slowly came out of my room wanking my cock, and stood and watched for a few minutes. Then I got down on my knees and crawled under the guy and started to suck his cock. Looking down I saw the 20 year olds cock in front of me as I sucked the 30 year old. I reached out and started to wank him as he was rimming the guy I was sucking. Suddenly I felt a tongue in my arse and a finger playing with my balls. The guy I was sucking held my head still and I felt a stabbing as my rimmer had moved to start to fuck me. Despite the cock in my mouth I let out a load shout as the guy started to fuck me hard. At that point I saw another pair of feet next to me and out of the corner of my eye noticed another older man wanking a short but thick cock. The speed the guy was fucking me I knew he couldn't last long, but the first to blow was the stocky 30 year old who was at that point in my mouth. After taking his load I let him slip out of my mouth, and without moving to disturb my fucking I moved my head down and towards the 20 year old rimmer, just as he shot his impressive load over my face. My fucker suddenly pulled out and I felt the heat of his cum on my back, just as the other older man shoot over my face. Gradually we all started to move apart, my fucker and the other older guy headed back to their rooms, leaving me, the 20 year old and the stocky guy to have a quick kiss. My cock was still rock hard, and without a word the two guys both knelt down and started to share it between them. They were good, very good, and had my cum flowing within minutes. I headed back to my room, having been well and truly fucked by the 50 year old, and getting a cum facial from the other three guys, I'd slept well, until my alarm had woken me at 7.30.

I arrived at the radio station at 9am and was finished before lunch. I'd spoken to Sam Drinkwater, the programme controller of the new station on the phone several times, but this morning was the first time I'd met him. My first reaction was how hot and horny he was, about 6 foot 4 inches, slim, mid 30's, with a tuft of black hair sticking out of the top of his teeshirt. In fact he looked so hot I'd got a hard-on within seconds of seeing him, but decided an interview was not the time to cruise. My gardar is normally well tuned, but I wasn't really getting any signals from Sam. After being offered the job I'd met a few of the staff already working there, and all of them struck me as being men that I'd love to get to know better. One of the problems of this job was going to be working with so many horny men. After I'd left the station I'd headed for the gay sauna, promising myself that I'd do some of the tourist events later that day, or tomorrow morning before I left for home. After the sight of Sam and a few of the others I'd met, I needed to get some action, and laying in the darkroom as I was, I was certainly getting that action.

So when I heard Sam's voice outside darkroom, I was a bit surprised. By now the guy who had been fucking my mouth had climbed down from the bed and left, and I'd been able to have a quick glance, hairy, tall, and a great cock, even in the dark it had seemed extra large, and the load had been impressive as well, most of it now drying in my beard. The guy who had been sucking me was still working on me, eating my balls which I adore, and had a couple of fingers in my arse. I think he was hoping to fuck my now twitching arse, but my mind was now working on my dilemma. Climbing off the bed myself, I quickly kissed my sucker, whispered a quick thanks and said I'd meet him later. Wrapping my towel around my waist I ventured out into the corridor. I'd decided option 3 - to say hello. After all I'd decided this morning that Sam was hot, and if he was here, there was a possibility that I could thank him properly for the offer of the job.

I walked out into the corridor area, and sure enough there was Sam, chatting to a man who looked like the man had just shot his cum over me. Sam had his back to the doorway, so I walked up to him from behind and when I got close said hello. Sam turned around, looked confused for a couple of seconds and then said "fuck me - what are you doing here?" I looked into his eyes and replied "yes please if you're offering, and probably the same reason as you are here". Sam and Phil (the guy whose cum was still all over my beard) both laughed and Phil told Sam he'd obviously met his match with me. Sam introduced Phil and me, explaining that Phil was the new afternoon presenter and me the late show presenter and head of music. Phil grinned and said that the radio station was going to have one of the best cocksucker's he had ever experienced.

We agreed we'd go upstairs for a coffee and a chat. I found out that Phil had been working with Sam for the last couple of years at a radio station in Aberdeen and when Sam had got the new job, Phil had followed. Whilst they were not officially a couple, they were living together in Edinburgh and we agreed to meet up later that night for a meal. After finishing our coffee, Phil reminded Sam that that he had offered me a fuck, and that it would be rude to refuse. Sam asked if I was OK about fucking the boss and Phil joked that as he did most nights, why not let the rest of the staff fuck him. I said I was going for a shower and headed downstairs. No sooner had I turned the tap on and the curtain opened and Sam joined me. We started kissing and I started chewing his nipples, which were erect and poking through his very hairy chest. My hand slipped around to his hairy arse and slipped a couple of fingers in. Sam groaned and suggested we move to one of the cabins. I grabbed a condom and some lube and followed him. By the time I'd shut the door Sam was face down on the bed, arse in the air. I got down and pushed my tongue into his arse. I might be a good sucker, but I'm a great rimmer, and Sam was soon groaning and begging for my cock. Slipping on the condom I lubed his arse and slipped my 9 inches into him, in one go. Sam's arse easily took it, even if he did let out a loud scream. After fucking him like this for about 5 minutes, I twisted him around with me still in him and got him to straddle me, so he was in control. He was milking my cock and now I was able to wank him at the same time. He suddenly shouted he was cuming and sent a hot load all over my hairy chest, which triggered my cum into Sam. After showering we went to look for Phil and saw him sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi, with two young guys eating his cock and balls.

Sam and I agreed the time to meet up, and he suggested they'd come to the hotel to collect me as they knew the manager Steve. I'd got 3 hours before I was due to meet them so I headed back to the hotel to change, and then I was going to do a quick sightseeing tour on one of the open top buses. I got back to the hotel and as I walked up the corridor to my room saw that the door to the bedroom next to me was slightly open and inside there was Steve the manager, getting fucked by one of the guests from last night in his early 20's. Steve saw me at the door and waved me in. I waivered for a moment then decided the bus tour could wait but the offer of more sex wouldn't. Steve reached out and undid my fly and grabbed my 9" cock into his mouth, whilst I started snoging his young fucker. Having cum twice already that afternoon I knew I'd be able to last for ages, but clearly the young fucker was close. He suddenly pulled out of Steve and sent a blast of cum all over Steve's back. Pulling out of Steve's mouth, I moved to eat the fuckers cum and then the kissed Steve, sharing the cum with him. I left the two of them and went to my room, I now had less than two hours and desperately needed a rest before the meal. I got into my room, shut the door and stripped off and fell asleep in minutes thinking of the four hot sessions I'd had in Edinburgh in less than 24 hours.

Next: Chapter 2


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