Ch. 60: Who Wants A Load Of Cum?

Chapter 60: Who Wants A Load Of Cum?

The hotel bar was very typical. Subdued lighting, standard layout, just a few travelers having a drink. I settled in at the end of the bar. A young guy, probably college age, asked for my order. Once he had relayed my food order, he returned with my beer. “You here for the funeral party?” “Yup. I’m Kate’s brother, Sailor.” “No shit!” he replied, surprised. “You’re all everyone’s talking about! I graduated from here a few years ago. I’m going to the Community College and I still keep up with everyone. Must be hard on Ms. Kate but you’re all that El talks about. She’s even got a new nickname because of you: “Waves.” It’s an honor to meet you. I’m Calvin.”

“Nice to meet you, Calvin. I’ve been told that I’ve hit some sort of viral status or something. I’m finding that hard to fathom. I mean, a virus is not something you want!” He tossed his head back and laughed heartily.

“That’s right! They said you were kind of old-fashioned! No, no, Mr. Sailor. Going viral just means that you’re an internet sensation. It’s when thousands or millions of people all watch video clips of the same thing. Once you get over so many hits, you’re considered viral. Within hours of the first post, you had over 80,000 hits. Dude! You rock!” He pushed his fist out toward me and we did that thing.

He left me alone as I ate my Rueben sandwich, washing it down with beer. When I tossed my napkin down, he reappeared. “Anything else, Mr. Sailor?” “No thanks, Calvin. And can you bill this to suite 509, please?” When I said this, he looked like I had plugged his finger into an electrical socket for a moment.

“Oh, crap. Of course. It took me a moment to connect the dots. Suite 509. That’s where the party is later, I hear. I’m guessing that you’ll be there.” I surmised that since he knew about one suite, he knew about all of them. “I’ll be there or in one of the others, for sure. I’m kind of a vagabond, a restless sort. I’ll be floating from place to place.”

It was now after 6. I stepped outside to have a smoke before I commenced the nights activities. I was envisioning how this was all going to play out. I knew that Kate had reserved “the team” at 6 in suite 509. I figured that I’d let her pull a train on her own. Knowing Kate, she had dispensed with any other women in the room. She wanted all that glorious cock to herself. And she had Kevin as her “pimp,” bringing 4 or 5 guys in at a time. No sense in hoarding all the dick. There was plenty to go around. She would just ensure that she got her fill.

Suite 420 was probably El’s. She had started there getting coated in cum. I figured that she’d become the draw for suite 420. And I guessed that suite 240 would be Evelyn’s lair. I was ready to explore, to see if my predictions were correct.

I went ground floor upwards. Suite 240 first. Upon entering, I confirmed my first guess. Evelyn was there, in control of some guys dick, sucking him off. Susan was there, too and saw me enter first. She looked at Evelyn, saw that she was busy, and came rushing over to me. Susan was undoubtedly the prettiest whore in the room, her long blonde locks, curled for this event, were tumbling around her face in large waves. Her blue eyes, although a pretty color, just gave a blank stare. You could tell that there was nothing going on inside that pretty head. It would be a pleasure to pound this stupid whore again.