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Dave A Bishop
The Hotel -- Part 3 -- Darren
Long after both Eric and Russ had gone Darren came to me. He had been living in another small hotel with an older gay couple. They rang me and asked if I would be in a position to take Darren. He had been with them for a few months and they had been having sex with him but Darren had become too demanding of their time, and I think money. I told them that they must ask Darren to come and see me when they had given him notice to quit. They said that they would speak to him that evening and if he was OK with it he would contact me directly. I said that was fine.
Darren came round a few days later, he was unsettled and annoyed that they had given him notice and tried to take some of it out on me. I told him that if he was looking for somewhere to live, he was going the wrong way about it and if this is how he was, there would be no room for him at my hotel. I further told him about the house rules regarding drugs and guests and that if he wanted to come he had better come back on another day and start again in a more civil manner. Darren was shocked that someone had stood up to him and left. The older guys rang me back later and said that Darren had come back in a foul mood and started rowing with them. They told him that he would be leaving straight away, to pack his bag and go or else they would call the police. I don't think they would have got far with the police but Darren packed and left. He knocked on my door the following day having spent a night in a shop doorway.
When I opened the door he had his stuff with him. I told him to leave it in the reception and come into the dining room as there were guys in the lounge. I closed the dining room door and asked him what he wanted. At first he was very uncomfortable and couldn't express himself. He was unaware that I knew he'd been kicked out. Once he warmed up with a cup of tea he said that he was sorry to have been "a twat" when he came round before and that he had responded badly to the older guys telling him he had to go. I told him that I accepted his apology and that the slate was wiped clean. For the first time his furrowed brow relaxed and he gave me a smile. I told him that he could not just walk in here without first agreeing to the conditions regarding drugs, guests, benefits and housing benefit and as I knew he was sexually active STI testing, which I said I would help him with.
Darren agreed to all the conditions and said that he had been worried about his STI status as he had been active with more than just the two older guys. He then told me that he had been sleeping around before and that was the real reason the older guys wanted him out. We chatted about STI testing and I booked him an appointment for the following day and told him that he could stay here until he had all his results. At that point we would talk again and see if he fitted in. Darren said thanks and I showed him a room to use.
The following day I took Darren to the clinic and left him to get on with it. His first tests showed chlamydia but the others were fine. He had to wait for the final result that would come back a little later. "Chlamydia!" he said "At least its not too serious". I reminded him that he had to stay celibate until he had finished his antibiotics and he told me that after sex with the two old guys, he didn't really want it any more. I said that he would soon pick up. I asked Darren if he had told the clinic about the older guys as contacts and he had said that he had, so we knew they would be contacted for testing by the clinic. At least neither he nor I would have to give them a call. Darren's final test came through clear after and he finished his antibiotics. After he had been in the room for a week I told Darren to change his bed sheets and I could tell from his sheets that his sex drive had returned! Thank goodness for a boil wash!
I reminded Darren that we needed to talk about his longer term residency. Fortunately his money had started to come through, his rent was being paid and he had enough over to cover simple expenses. Darren thanked me for taking him in at a very difficult time for him and apologised again for being so arsey when he arrived. Over the first week Darren had been a great tenant, settled in quickly and made himself useful around the hotel. I told him that he was welcome to stay so long as he kept his nose clean and that if he proved to be consistently useful around the hotel there could be a bit of cash in hand. Darren looked cheered and said that he would like to be useful as the days are long with nothing to do and we chatted a bit more. I asked him why he had gone to live with the two older guys, he replied that they had offered him somewhere to live and some cash for "services rendered". He finished by saying that he was attracted to older guys even if that two were pushing his age limits, I asked him what his age limit was and he said that he liked a daddy figure up to late 40's. He then smiled warmly at me and said, "A bit like you." I told him to stop flirting and he repeated what he said. I told him that although I found him very attractive that I was not prepared to give him money. Darren said that he didn't need money from me as he was getting enough to live on and that I had shown him kindness which made me a more attractive person. I leaned forward and caressed his face saying that I was not going to ask him to have sex with me but I could be persuaded if he wanted to make a move. He stood up, kissed me and put his hand on my cock. "Is that the right move then, Dave?" he asked.
I took him upstairs to the room I reserved for myself and started to undress him. Darren was about 5'8" very slim with light brown hair. As I took of his top it revealed a slim, undeveloped, smooth chest with brown nipples that were standing up already. He had visible ribs when he breathed in and I could easily trace his spine down his smooth back. He had a thin happy trail from his navel to his belt. I kissed him again and stroked his back as I hugged him, he melted into my arms and told me he was a total bottom. I told him that was fine by me and smoothed down his back until my hands grabbed his trousered buttocks and I pulled his groin to me. I could feel nothing pressed against me at the front but he could certainly feel my cock forcing its way forward and up in my pants. He took of his trainers and socks and I detected a fine dusting of light brown hair at his ankles. I told him to strip for me and he slowly removed his jeans. His legs were hairy, covered with very fine brown hair and I stroked him, the fine hair was a contract to the smooth skin underneath and he was without a blemish. I stroked his thighs then buttock through his boxers. I took control and pulled them down to reveal and cute little ass that looked ready to bite and a 4" soft uncut cock. I thought it unusual that he was still soft and put it down to nerves. I held his cock in my hand and tried to pull the foreskin back. The skin wasn't tight but as he was so soft his cock just bent into a curve. I fondled his balls that were also hairy like his legs and rolled them round. Darren moaned as I did that, they were quite low hanging and looked like he would enjoy being tea-bagged but decided to not to move too quickly on that.
Darren started to reciprocate the stripping and slowly revealed my taller, slightly heavier build body with hairy chest and legs. Once I was naked Darren knelt in front of me and started to suck my cock. He was experienced and relished my head and foreskin running his tongue round inside and moving it back and forth with his lips. I slowed him down as I didn't want to cum too quickly and pulled him up to stand in front of me. We sat on the bed together and we rolled onto our sides and we started kissing, he was passionate and nibbled my lips. His tongue slipped into my mouth and we had a little tonsil hockey. He tasted good. My hands wandered down to his chest and I played with his nipples. He said "harder" as I played and I started squeezing them. He moaned gently in appreciation. My hand went lower still until they found his cock. To my surprise it was still soft. I played with it and played with his balls but there was no reaction from it. I thought that there was a problem and asked if he was OK to continue. He giggled and said, "don't mind my cock it wont get hard yet." I took it at face value but inwardly I wondered if he was doing this for real or whether he was a straight boy, pretending. All the time he had my cock in his hand and was gently playing with it. As my manual dexterity caused no reaction I decided to try 69 with him. I knew he was damn good at sucking so I thought he might enjoy being on the receiving end too. We rolled into position and we both started on each other. I was as hard as nails and I loved playing with his cock in my mouth there was no reaction at all. By this time I had decided that I had enough erection for two and if he didn't get hard it was his issue not mine. I hated thinking that as I considered myself to be a person that made love and not just fucked but after some great oral work there was still no response.
I rolled over onto my back and sat Darren over my face so I could tea-bag him. I loved doing it and relished the young man musk associated with it. Darren sat on my upturned palms facing my feet and as I dunked his balls in my mouth I could see his little hole. It was smooth at the opening with few hairs around it. It was gently open and I could see a hint of pink. The muscle ring around it was still intact if a bit swollen from previous use but the whole thing was looking good enough to eat. I continued to focus on his balls until Darren started to edge forward presenting his taint for use. I ate his taint and he started to make more guttural noises and I noticed that his cock had tarted to show a little life and was beginning to twitch into life. I took hold of his cock and drew him further forward until I could tongue his ass. Darren ground his ass into my face and I ate for ages. Darren got off me and asked me if I would fuck him. Who was I to refuse, and Darren rolled onto his side and pulled his knees tight to his chest. I lubed us up and got in behind to spoon him. We both knew he was well used and I slipped in. not very tight but still welcoming I started to rock forward going deeper. "Deeper, daddy," Darren spoke and I obliged. "Now firmer daddy, make me take it" he added. He was obviously getting into it and I reached round to touch his cock. I could feel it was ramrod straight and fully hard. I started to jack him whilst fucking him and he stopped me. "Please daddy, don't touch me I'm too sensitive" so I let go. And took hold of him with both hands at his slender wait. As I was fucking Darren was pushing back in harmony together until I felt the tell tale signs of approaching climax. "Darren, baby, I'm cumming soon" I started to pant. "Bum me daddy, bum me hard and shoot inside me" he responded. I came and I could feel him spasm and milk me at the same time. Afterwards I could see that he had shot off without touching himself. After we had cooled down and showered I asked Darren about his "sensitivity" he said that his cock was sensitive but his greatest pleasure was from an anal orgasm and that it wasn't until he was bottoming that he was able to "go for it". He said that it was not usual for him to cum hands free but it happened often. We talked about him topping and he said that he had tried it but got less from it, that nothing beats getting bummed by daddy!
We cuddled a bit in the office and kissed a little more. I continued to see Darren for a few months before he decided to move on. His life was on a more even keel. We had lots of fun together always culminating in me fucking him and generally him coming when being fucked, often hands fee. I have never met any guy so into his G-spot and ass.