ANOTHER GLORYHOLE STORY By Mike Austin nasstop@yahoo.com
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There were a few tourists in the breakfast bar that Friday morning. Jay the co-owner and day manager was busy greeting everyone, checking some out who were mostly over the road truckers or business people working on temp assignments locally. There were a few guys and couple of women I recognized from having been here for 4 weeks now, a week before my actual start date to settle in or find an apartment or house and then 3 weeks since my start date. I enjoyed the staff and new job and the benefits and salary bump all added up to me having made the right career decision, even if there was this move, with my few furnishings stowed in a warehouse, pending the completion of my house remodel. That involved mostly cosmetic items, but I was redoing the master bath and kitchen, but tried to select off the shelf materials and products, and for the most part, had done so. I climbed in my SUV and made the 1.6 mile commute to the factory; stopping at the local donut shop for 4 doz glazed donuts for the office team, whom I'd now spoiled but had endeared me to them as well. The morning flew by and even though I seemed to be in a different time warp, it was the afternoon that seemed to tick by at a snail's pace. Lunch was at my desk, another co-worker bringing me a ToGo sub and working together on a small project we'd begun and hoped to implement sometime the following week. By 3:30 I was increasingly horny but dragging ass badly and doubted I'd make it to 5, but persevered and by 4:45 I was recharged to make it through the next 15 minutes. Day done and once in the SUV, I dialed the video store and Jack answered. I thanked him for the night again and hoped we could do a repeat if he was interested? "Any day you want it boy" came Jack's emphatic response. I gathered he was not being rude, but it might be busy right after work so I signed off and drove to the fast food deli for a baked chicken dinner, and on to the motel, getting the parking spot right out my door. Friday was casual day at work and I wore jeans that day and got a few disapproving glances, so made sure all my dress and business casual pants were either ready to go to the cleaners or ready to be picked up on Saturday, before settling down for my chicken dinner and the nightly news. After the meal, I sat in a stupor reliving the closet gloryhole scene at Jack's. I must have dozed off as I slumped forward on the small table in the room and startled awake to the 10pm news. I'd slept for almost 4 hours. Naked and horny, I went to bed and had a major J/O session before drifting off to sleep.
I woke about midnight to guy voices just outside my door. Not wanting to fling open the door and bust them about making a racket, I peeked from the window curtain. I recognized one guy as a long term guest like me, but the other guy was beefy and scruffy, appeared to wear some sort of baseball cap and the familiar guy seemed to be trying to make amends or offer an apology to the other. The beefy guy shoved the regular guy and stormed off around the corner of the motel. I gently opened the door and the other guest was shocked seeing me, when it dawned on me that I was naked. "Buddy don't know what that was all about but you might want to high tail it to your room and duck outta sight" I offered. "I can't", came the reply, "he's got my wallet and the room card key in it" he again uttered; then "I don't know what to do"? I didn't want to pry, but he was in trouble so I invited him in and began a pot of coffee; then called the front desk and asked about getting another card key for a guest who'd lost his wallet, etc. The night clerk Brenda, recognized me and had been very helpful from the day I first arrived and was able to deactivate the old card key and get the guest sitting here cold and shivering, a new key. I told Brenda we'd come down to claim the new badge but to please ensure the room lock code was changed to prevent any theft. She again assured me it was all done. I climbed in jeans and a sweatshirt, slipped on some Topsiders and the guest, Ron and I made it to Brenda, got the replacement card key and went to his room to ensure all was OK. It was and he thanked me repeatedly. I asked if he was ok by himself and you could see he was still shaken so I urged him to get his valuables just in case, and come back to my room for the rest of the night. We must have looked like The Beverly Hillbillies gathering up most of his belongings and ferrying them down the row of guest rooms to mine. We went through another pot of coffee before Ron settled down.
"I really appreciate this man, you don't even know me and you've opened up your stuff to help me" Ron exclaimed. I assured him it was all good and was sure if I was in a similar fix, he'd help me out as well. By this it was going on 3 a.m. and I was ready to nod out for sure; but didn't really want to leave him alone or at least with me not aware of what's going on here. I suggested we hit a 24 hr diner and get some food in us. Ron tugged at his pants pockets to indicate he had no money. I assured him I'd cover it and when we returned, we'd call the credit card companies and such to get that stuff addressed. He didn't want to wait, so we began calling the companies right then and started the reissue process. After making the several calls, he had calmed down and we headed to the diner. We were seated and I was struck by the number of hot guys, obviously from the bars, in here eating. I would become very close friends with a few of them in the near future, but tonight, they all appeared worn out and more than a bit drunk. Soon, the waitress brought our food and Ron ate ravenously. He still had not shared what transpired and I didn't ask. Returning to the room, Ron was getting very sleepy and I offered for him to spend the night and he accepted. There were two double beds, so we each sought our own zone and settled in. I'd forgotten to cancel the 6 a.m. wake up and it came through like clockwork. Ron slept through the call. I'd gotten a better chance to see him as he undressed for bed. Great pecs and abs, but on the lean side, but showed a good bulge in his boxer briefs. Once I started the coffee brewing, Ron stirred awake, looked around, gave me a smile and sat up to eventually, stand and head to the john to pee. Returning, I waved him to the coffee pot and he gave me a thumb's up, poured a cup and sat on the edge of the bed before finally speaking; "I slept like a bear in Winter", shook his head, took a sip of coffee and added "thanks again man, for.......everything". As we were moving some valuables from his room to mine, we determined that he did have his car keys, and that while a bitch, the loss of his wallet was essentially mollified. He had his checkbook and could pay for his room at some point and I offered to take him to the local branch bank where he might meet with a bank officer and get a new debit card issued through their Customer Emergency Care program. As Ron showered and dressed, I fantasized about what could have happened that brought about the argument and later in my room. I blinked back to reality, gathered Ron and we hit the bank. I waited in the lobby while he met with the bank officer and a teller to handle the actions that led him to a new debit card and cashed a check. Rested, Ron was a handsome guy. Awkwardly, I tried not to cruise the bulge in his jeans or finely muscled ass. Back in my SUV, I asked if he needed to run any errands now in the light of day and he shook his head no, in silence. We returned to my room and he sat, sort of bewildered a I gathered my clothes to be off on my own errands to the cleaners and such. Ron asked if he could ride along as he wasn't sure he wanted to be alone just yet or with his thoughts? I grinned soft punched his arm and agreed to being my weekend wingman. While Ron hadn't needed any supplies and such, I did and we made several stops; cleaners, my bank, grocery store and produce market, before returning to the motel.
Ron helped me in with the bags and we sat in the room, with me trying to encourage him, but also nudge him to go back to his room. He didn't take the hints. I was eager to call Jack and try to setup another session either before he went to work or afterwards but held off while Ron was still around. Stepping outside, the cold wind was still howling, but at least it was sunny. Jack answered my call, we discussed him not working on weekends and that I should drop by later around 3 and I agreed; hung up and returned inside the room. Ron was in the shower AGAIN and I was baffled. I wondered if it was just a coping mechanism or he was jacking off? As the bathroom door opened and Ron emerged, wrapped in a towel and drying his hair, he grinned and asked, "hope you didn't mind me grabbing more hot water, it was just..." he shrugged and the unanswered question hung in mid air. My eyes dropped to the bulge in his towel, then back up to meet his look. I stepped forward, held him and we kissed. As we did, I knew why the argument must have transpired, and knew I'd made the right decision to help this fellow traveler, motel guest, gay guy who was away from home. I slid to my knees, tugged away his towel, and Ron's heavy dick and balls hung free and his cock began to throb and thicken. Perhaps he'd not jacked off in the shower after all, I considered as I began to slowly suck his cock. Standing there, he held my head to his crotch and I sucked him off; him cumming with the intensity of a bull. When done, he fell onto the bed, uttered "whew that was what the doctor ordered..." then more silence. I was boned as fuck and wanted to remain so, in anticipation of Jack's hook-up. We grabbed some burgers and fries, and returned to the motel. Ron decided to change rooms and Jay's brother, the other co-owner helped Ron update the room records and such then I helped him relocate his belongings and return his stuff from my room to the new one. He thanked me again and I went back to my room for a shower and nap before heading to 121 Cherry at 3.