Check-In with Benefits Pt. 01

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"Hello, Sir, I'm Luca, and I'm here for anything you may need. Have a nice stay here, at the Hotel Cortés," I said as the other times before that morning. I had been in need of a job to remain in this city, but now I, kinda, regretted it.

That was horrible, the people were horrible. The fucking clients. I would have loved to slap some of them across their faces.

So, I was looking at the next client documents for the check-in with the same indifference as I cared about the person behind the desk.

"Hey, I'm Theodore, but you can call me Theo. Nice to meet you," I heard. That shocked me, being a mere human being seems too much for the most of the clients around here.

"Nice to meet you too, Sir," I replied, raising my head. I saw a warm and enthusiastic smile on the face, behind a thick beard and mustache, of the man in front of me that made me blush.

I felt my pussy squirming, clenching. An electric rushed rocked my body as the image of his dick in potentiality invaded my mind. I was on my knees enjoying his taste. Or laid in bed with him pounding hard in me.

"Any issues with my documents, boy?" that last word echoed through my mind. Fuck, I thought as I twitched.

"E- Everything's alright, Sir," I answered, handing him the card of his room. "Here's your card, and here's the number if anything may be needed. And, as before, thank you for choosing us."

"Great, thank you, Luca. And thanks for your hard work," He took his things and our fingers touched, for ans instant longer than necessary.

But I felt redder than before. Our touch sent warmness across my body. I soon realised I was reacting to his touch, to his voice and to the fact that he called me by my name. And he got another point for call me "boy" and "young man"

I saw him reaching the elevator and I swear he glanced at me one last time before entering inside.

I went back to my job. But his face didn't leave my mind for the rest of the day.

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I yawned for the third time in the last two minutes. It was 16:00 pm and everyone were sleeping or at the beach, enjoying the summer as much as I couldn't.

"Hey, Luca," I heard. I jump in surprise and raised my head. Theodore, well, Theo stood behind the desk and gave me a cute smile, waving his hand.

"Hi, Theo. I hope you're enjoying your staying here," I answered, smiling back.

"Yeah, but I actually wanted to ask you something," he said reaching for his backpack.

I took the chance to scan him from head to toe. He was well fitted, with a hunky torso. His arms were proportional and his biceps, big enough as my head. I went down until I reached his crotch. It looked big, so big, so tight I doubted about him even wearing underwear.

"Erm..., as I was saying...," I heard again.

Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! AND FUCK, I thought. He caught me staring at his dick. I became red as before.

I raised my heada again, but I found a smirk, lightly suggestive. I was becoming mad, I was crazy. That man didn't just flirt with me, did he? He could be my father, for the love of anything!

Although...

"Yeah, tell me. What did you need help with?"

"I was interested on going here," he said as he leaned over the desk with a map. I had to stand on tiptoes to see it. So close to his mouth, to those pink lips... "But I don't know how to get there"

"Oh well, you can use the bus. Since this place is famous, there's a specific line bus. And, lucky for you, it starts at this hotel"

"Oh, really?" he said touching my arm. His hand was warm and big as my biceps. Would he use that hand to masturbate? Fuck, not again. "You've been of very good use, boy. See you later"

Shit! My hole squeezed again, hard. I felt my clit vibrating. I loved to be praised by an older man.

I saw him leaving once more, and left me ashamed of my blushing. My mind created fantasies after fantasies about Theo, and with him. I sat back again on the chair and I was wet, so wet I knew it got through my underwear. I was horny and desperate. But instead, I have to be glued to that fucking chair.

The sky became dark a few hours ago and I was ready to leave. I packed my things and went through the door.

"Oh, hey, young man," I recognised that voice in at instant.

"Hey, sir," I answered.

"You're making me feel older than I actually am," he said approaching me with a smile.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Almost 50," he answered. He was 27 years old when I was born. "Are you leaving now? I thought you left long ago"

"I was probably on my break. I'm doing intense turns. The more I work, the more I earn, you know?" I answered, smiling back at him.

"Oh, thank you once more for your hard work," he said as he touched my arm again. "Would you like to accompany me to the hotel bar? I'll get you a drink, or two"

"No, no. Impossible, sir. I was about to go home," I tried to reject the invitation, waving my hands.

"Please," he begged and I squirmed. "I have to reward you for your help earlier"

"Okay," I gave in. "But just a quick drink".

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"I will take a shower, but feel free to do whatever," he said closing the door of his room behind us.

"Can I take one too?" I asked.

"Of course, boy," he answered and gave me another kiss. His beard felt soft against my face again.

He entered the bathroom and I explored the rest of the room. His wardrobe's doors were open and I saw his clothes hanging from the hangers. But his underwear was placed at the bottom, his boxers, the ones that hold his crotch, so big, so persuasive.

I sat at the armchair and waited. I remember since the beginning of this madness. The bar wasn't full at all. The barman, a few more people, Theo and me. We had three rounds and we talked about a lot of different topics and we all agreed on them.

When we finished our third round, I got up from the stool, ready to leave. He followed me and we both got inside the elevator because the bar was on the top of the building.

When the door closed, he fell over me. His lips found mine and mine welcomed him with pleasure. They felt so good, so warm and wet. I could taste his drinks and mine. His hand travelled through my body and reached my buttcheeks. He pulled them up and made stay on my toe tips. Our kisses deepened and my tongue teased his lisp.

An abrupt sound forced us to separate. The elevator's doors opened and a group of four people entered. I was about to be crushed against the wall when Theo got in the middle and leaned on his hands beside my head. Fuck, my heart raced, pumping blood into my face and ears. My lips tingled, wanting to kiss him again. He scanned me from head to toe with insolence. And, when our eyes met, I felt a sudden rush of anticipation on my clit. I was already wet, and I became wetter.

Another sound broke our gaze. We arrived to his floor and I exit the elevator after him. We turned around the corner and he pushed me against the wall. His lips crushed against mine once more. His hands explored my chest and his fingers rushed over my hard nipples over my uniform and I moaned in his mouth.

"Do you want to go to my room?" I heard, trying to regain some control.

"Yes," I a answered as I lost it.

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"Hey," I heard abruptly. I jumped on the armchair and looked in the direction. Theo was covered by a towel around his waist. "I've just finished my shower".

"Okay, can I used it now?" I asked.

"Of course, young man," he replied.

I ran to the bathroom incapable of looking at his eyes. What was I doing? What the hell was I doing? But not even the cold water help me calm down. The blood was just rushing to keep my clit hard and wasn't allowing me to think straight.

I made sure that I was clean everywhere. And when I got out the bathroom, the room was illuminated by a weak light and the screen of the TV. Theo was sitting on the edge of the bed, completely naked and with his legs so spread I could see his half-hard dick. He didn't look in my direction, but his legs spread a little wider.

"Hey," I said. But I couldn't take my eyes off his dick. It looked so tasty and I wanted to please him, to served him.

I got in between him and the TV. Theo extended his hand, but I pushed it aside gently. I fell to my knees over the floor. It hurt for a moment, but couldn't care at all. I saw his dick twitching close to my face. It was big. I leaned closer, moving my eyes between his and his dick.

I breathed in and I smelled a dew of musk even though he just showered. It mixed with the alcohol in my veins and boosted the sensation. My lips meet his warm skin and he jolted a bit. His dick twitched before me. So cute.

I moved my hand, placed it around him and kissed his tip again. I started stroking and he just became harder. My fingers almost couldn't go around his shaft. He was almost 20 cm long. And I only could think about trying to take him fully in my moth.

"You like it, Theo?" I asked timidly.

"A lot, boy," he groaned when I took him in my mouth. But I couldn't take him fully because he hit the back of my throat and I gagged. "But don't call me Theo. Use Theodore or Sir. I'm not your friend now, I'm owe you, in this moment. Understood?"

"Yes," I answered. "Yes, sir"

"Good boy," he said running his fingers through my hair. "Now, keep that mouth tight around me"

My free hand moved instinctively down my body until I reached my clit. It was swollen like ever in the last months. I moaned and he did with me. I sucked his dick, the part that could fit. And gave his dick a strong swirl with my tongue and he moaned again. He rocked his hips and made me gag.

"Sorry," he said, but I answered with bobbing down again until I gagged.

I was so aroused, so close. But I felt an aching emptiness inside me. I tried to get inside myself.

"Don't you dare, boy. That hole belongs only to me. No, your whole pussy belongs to me," he ordered.

I obeyed and placed my hands on his thighs and kept bobbing up and down. I tasted his precum, it was salty, but for me was delicious. My mouth was so full with a mix between his fluids and mine, it overflowed a bit.

I moved away for breathing, but a strong hands forced me back in. My nose met his pubes and made me gagged. I was choking, I was unable to breath properly, but that only made me more aroused if possible. He rocked his hips, using my mouth.

"Sorry, but I'm so close, boy," he panted.

I was trapped under his grip, I couldn't do anything else but to let him used my mouth as he pleased. And I only tried to breath whenever he pulled back.

After a few more thrusts I felt two strands of cum, one right after the other, being poured into my mouth and down my throat.

"Don't you dare to waste any of my gift, boy," I heard.

An more strands of cum intensified the flavour on my tongue. I tried to pull back again, but he stopped me once more.

"Clean me," he freed my head and I started sucking and swallowing the rest of the fluids. "That's it. It's enough"

I got away and he tapped on the bed by his side and I followed. The wetness on his dick glimpsed by the weak TV light, that I forgot was still on.

"You made me feel so good, boy," he finally said with a sigh. "But now it's your turn to feel good too"

He got up and quickly grabbed me by my waist and threw me over the bed. My whole body landed on the centre and he covered me with his big and warm body. His dick half-hard brushed against my hole. I squirmed in anticipation and tried to grind my hips against him.

"Wait, we're not in a rush," he whispered in my ear.

We kissed and made out again, I savoured his cum in his mouth as our saliva mixed too. He moved to my neck, kissing and biting. The gentle strokes of his beard made me shivered. He then went down my body and took my right nipple in his moth. He sucked gently, stroking it with his bare tongue. My back arched and I held a moan, covering my mouth with my hand.

"Don't cover your mouth or I'll stop," he ordered.

I obeyed and moaned again when he pinched my other nipple with his hand. He abused them even more, moving his mouth between each nipple, and pinching the other.

I moaned even harder. I felt so horny I could have cum right away. And he noticed, because he stopped and moved away.

"You liked it, boy?" he asked as he went down, brushing my skin with his beard until his face was centimeters away from my aching pussy.

"Yes, sir," I whispered.

"Humm, so honest...," he leaned in and I felt his lips around my swollen clit. I gasped. "Just tell me when you're close, okay?"

My hole clenched. And he noticed.

"Did you hear me?" he asked rubbing his thumb over my clit.

"Y-Yes, sir"

"Great"

He leaned in and took me fully in his mouth. I felt my inner lips being sucked as well as my clit.

"Fuck..., I'm close, sir," and he left me. I ride the edge, so painfully satisfactory.

"What do you want?"

"I... You... Inside me, daddy," I moaned.

He froze for a moment and I realised I've just had called him "daddy". But he smiled.

"You're learning fast, young man," and he kissed my clit, sending an electric rush through my body.

I looked down and my gaze moved directly to his dick, hard again and dripping pre cum. I wanted to lick it, to clean and polish his tip. To swirl my tongue over him until another load would be poured into my mouth.

"My eyes are up here, Luca," I heard.

I looked at him. He climbed over my body until our lips were close enough to feel his breathing tingling on my lips. I kissed him. I moved my arms behind his head and ran my fingers through his thick grey hair.

"How did you call me?"

I moved closer to his ear.

"Daddy...," I moaned softly and bit his earlobe.

"And what do you want?"

"I want daddy's throbbing cock inside me," I gasped right after when I felt his tip poking against me.

"What else?" he said, teasing me. He pushed himself enough for me to feel him entering me, but move away right after.

"Please, daddy," I panted. "But, if you enter me right now, I might cum"

"Oh, really?" he said, teasing me again with his tip. "Tell me, my sweet boy, how did my cock felt in your mouth?"

"Fuck, don't tease me, please. I'm so close," I begged.

"Then, answered me,"

He pushed his hips again, but his dick slid over my clit. He rubbed himself against me again and again, making me unable to think.

"A-Amazing," I babbled. "It tasted so good... Please, sir, Theodore..."

"But, you want me to cum inside you, or not?" he said, lining himself up with my entrance again.

"I want what you want, daddy,"

"Such a good boy," he whispered as he entered me slowly.

The pleasure was unstoppable and overwhelming. He teared me apart and it hurt so good it made me moan. I held to his big arms, to his back until I held his head in my hands.

"I'm going to cum, daddy, I'm going to cum,"

"Then cum, my sweet boy, you've earned it. But don't you dare to look away from my eyes. I want to see your cute face,"

I tried my best not to look away. I tried to kept my eyes open, but failed. But every time I opened my eyes, I looked for his. He held my gaze and his mouth was open. He gasped each time I moaned and he moaned when I called him "daddy"

"Daddy, daddy, you feel so good," I babbled.

"Fuck, you're so tight around me...,"

I felt my body shaking. I felt my hole spasming, but he was so thick... He started moving, thrusting, pounding, tearing such moans from me I never imagined I could produced. I felt him growing harder and even wider. It hurt, it did hurt, but I didn't care anymore. I was so sensitive and sore.

He raised my legs over his shoulders and deepened his thrusts. My hand moved involuntarily over my mouth, but he held them both over my head and pound slowly but hard. Every pound reached deep inside me and he moaned into my mouth.

"Do you like it, boy? Do you like my throbbing cock?"

"Yes... yes, sir,"

"And do you want me filling your insides?"

"Yes, sir,"

"Which hole do want me to fill?"

"My pussy... just right where you are,"

He went almost out and slammed himself back in with so much force that the headboard banged against the wall. I moaned, loudly.

"Right here?" he pounded hard again.

And I moaned again as an answer.

"Yes..., right there, daddy,"

I opened my eyes and found him starring at me.

"I have an idea," he said suddenly and got out of me.

I thank the break, but also felt empty. I felt my pussy clenching around his abrupt absence. My legs were shaking.

"Come here," I heard.

Theodore was sitting on the edge of the bed again. He signalled me to sit on his lap and I ran to him. I was about to straddle him when he stopped me.

"Turn around, young man,"

I did.

"And now sit and take me inside,"

I did and it felt so good. My hole felt full again, I felt full again. I started moving my hips with a cycling motion; up and down. Whatever thing that could made him felt as good as I was feeling. He stopped my movements with a sudden thrust, deep inside. I moaned. He moved his hand under my arms and grabbed my thighs from the inside of my knees. My legs where raised again and I held to his big and strong arms.

He showed me his strength again when he got up, carrying me still inside me. He thrusted inside me with each step. We moved to the hallway. I could see our dark reflection on the mirror hanged by the door.

"Turn on the lights," I heard and I obeyed.

The sudden light blinded me for a moment, but the image in front of me made me squirm and I saw myself clenching around him.

"What do you see?"

"I see you, daddy," I whispered, focused on the mirror. "And your cock-sleeve"

He grunted in amusement.

"You're being a very, very good boy, Luca," he whispered close to me. I felt his words tingling the back of my neck.

I moaned to his voice. I took a closer look, his dick was half way inside me. He lowered his arms a bit and he reached even deeper than ever. I arched my back against him and closed my eyes to the pleasure.

"Don't you dare to look away,"

I obeyed and he got us closer to the mirror. The swing of his hips made him thrust in and out of me. And it felt so good in the process.

"What do you see now, sir?" I asked as I look at his eyes in the mirror.

"Myself inside a beautiful man that made my cock so hard like ever in a very long time," he whispered in my ear.

I felt a pleasure wave rushing my body. My clit throbbed in pure ecstasy and lust.

"Fuck me, daddy," I said reaching the back of his neck. "Please, Theodore, I beg you, please"

He smiled at me and I heard a tiny laugh.

"You sounded almost convincing,"

"Look at me in the mirror," I ordered. He obeyed. "I'm nothing, but yours to use as you damn please. So, I beg you, thrust inside me as hard as you wish, pound me until I cannot walk anymore, let me feel you filling me with your tasty cum"

That was it. I touched something, I hit a nerve. Thrill rocked my body when we moved away from the mirror. He threw me on top of the bed without much care, face down. He didn't gave me a break. He was all over me in just a blink of an eye, and inside me. He grabbed my waist and pulled me hard against him. He thrusted deep inside, hard, so hard it made me forgot about anything else, but my own pleasure. I heard him moaning too, grunting. His fingers holding me in placed, pushing me away and back in.

I felt a hand leaving my skin and a slap on my buttock made me jolt, it stung, but felt good. So good it sent me over the edge.

"You like it? Is this what you meant when you told me to use you as I pleased, hmn?" I felt another smack on my other buttcheek.