Sex With A Waiter
 

Summer of last year I was having dinner at a BBQ in New York and I fell in love with my waiter the second I saw him. i'm 24 now he must have been 19, PR and very cute. i have no idea how he realized i liked him but after i paid my check he motioned to me with his head and went to the men's room. i followed, my dick rock hard in my pants. he was in there standing against the wall with his baggy pants down to his ankles. his dick was so big and hard i felt dizzy when i saw it. i gave him a quick head and he busted right in my mouth. i guess that completed my dining experience there...it was hot. u guys ever had something like that happen?

Never had that happen, however you would be a fine desert yourself! :)

Bellhops, waiters, receptionsts...
 

I am very much on the go. Probably 7-8 months a year. Mostly on business but quite a bit on my own, too. Travel is exciting, rite?

It really all started when I was barely 20 and got a very swell summer job and checked myself into one of the 'grand hotels', here in Europe. The guy who delivered my bags must have been my age and was a total eye-candy. The fact that I did not jump him right there and then is a small miracle in itself. Few people I have seen are drop-dead gorgeous, and the dude was one of the top 3 in the last 25 years or so of my looking.

So, he looked, I looked, he smiled and I smiled and gave him a triple tip or something to that effect. More looks, more smiles, a lot of 'Thankyous' and that was it. Nope, I was not going to give up on that guy that easy.

Service still meant something in those days, so I rung him up, few minutes later (himself being an acting Bell Captain) and asked him to come up to my room and bring down some of my paperwork to the desk. He showed up in absolutely no time, while I was still messing around with the paperwork. This gave me an opening and I said, I was going to ask the Concierge to book me a table at the nicest downtown restaurant for that evening. He volunteered that, yeah, the place was superb, very nice, very expensive, and all. Cool, I said, we are going there. I had known the place well. Obviously, he did not quite get the meaning of 'we'. So, I said, book a table for two and meet me in front of the restaurant at 8 sharp.

He was not even half-way as surprised as you would think, he'd be. (All those looks and smiles... the guy was getting it on all frequencies loud and clear...)

Indeed, we had a great dinner. He was studying philosophy, was fluent in English, German, etc.. The dude had the mind to match the looks. We ended up at his tiny studio for one of those nights, I shall never forget. The guy knew his stuff, no doubt. We did not get a wink of sleep that night.

The only thing he asked was that I made absolutely sure no one figured out what we were up to at the hotel. His job was at stake and I did not want the rumors anyway.

I stayed there for three months. We met almost every night and spent practically every weekend together. We were insatiable.

We kept in touch for a while and had more time together whenver that was possible. But I had to move on and so did he.

He graduated a year later than myself, got married and after his first daughter was born asked me to understand his decision to end up our 'friendship' as he called it. Both of us knew that, if we ever saw each other again, nothing would have stopped us and his future would have been at stake. This wasn't easy. But I clearly saw his point. He has made his decision and wanted to stay with his wife. We parted as friends.

KD:D

Oh, yesh.
 

My lover and I were on vacation and were staying in this four star hotel in Madrid, Spain. I was sitting in the lobby, and this drop-dead gorgeous young (maybe 19) light brown haired server asked if I wanted a beverage. We stared into each others eyes and he smiled sheepishly, and I said sure, cafe americano, por favor. He returned withthe coffee, and a few minutes later my lover shows, and we are headed out for the evening. As we went to the door, he asked me if we needed a cab. Yes. So, he tears out the front door, and starts running, and five minutes later, comes back in a cab for us. I tipped him the equivelent of $10, just to see that smile. The next evening, I was in the lobby again, waiting for my lover, when I saw this beauty walk through. He smiled at me, and winked, and then went into the lobby bathroom. I followed, only to find him standing at the urinal with the most gorgeous uncut 9 inch cock showing. I did my duty, and he did his, cumming buckets into my mouth.

Later, at dinner, my lover asked me if I remembered the guy that got us the cab. I said yes. He said, "well, I needed towels while you were down stairs, and I called for them, and he brought them up, and one thing led to another, and he groped me, and, well, he gives really good head." Needless to say, I laughed, and later in our stay we had our first European three-way!!