0 comments/ 22450 views/ 3 favorites Jake Weavering Ch. 01 By: jonnyring Jake Weavering looked across to the clock in reception; it read 19:25. "Good" thought Jake, "Only half an hour then I'm off." It had been a particularly busy shift at the hotel and usually by this time of the evening most of the arrivals had checked in but for some reason tonight they were still streaming through the doors. He looked across at the Concierge desk and noted that the Bell-boys were still sorting out luggage and bags, Jake himself had just returned from helping with nearly a dozen bags and packages belonging to an arriving guest. The telephone rang: "Reception, Jake speaking Mr Whyte, how may I help you?" The automatic caller-ID system often caught the guests out. "Oh hi, Jake is it?" the voice at the other end was mellow and assured. "Yes sir." "Well Jake, my shower doesn't appear to be working, could you organise for someone to come take a look at it?" "Certainly sir, I do apologise, someone will be with you momentarily." Jake put the phone down after he heard the click of the receiver being replaced in its cradle at the other end. "Shit" muttered Jake under his breath this was not what he needed just as he was going off duty. The screen told him that Declan Whyte (43) was a corporate lawyer in for the weekend on business. Jake checked the maintenance screen and noted that housekeeping had replaced a washer in a dripping tap earlier that week and the room had been unused since that service item, hopefully something simple. Jake put a call into maintenance but no response and the concierge were still overloaded with incoming guests. "I'm just going up to 310." He told his female colleague, "Seems maintenance has dumped us in it again!" they both chuckled and Jake made his way to the main lifts. In the lift on the way up to the third floor Jake checked his appearance: at 35 he was still slim and looked younger than his years. His deep blue eyes stared back at him from the mirrored wall and he adjusted his tie. His seniority meant that although he wore the "corporate" suit he was allowed his own shirts (as long and they were light coloured) and his own ties (as long as they weren't too flashy) so today he'd chosen a pink shirt with a cut-back collar and a thick light blue silk tie which sat with a satisfyingly fat knot at his throat. The doors opened at the third floor and Jake made his way to room 310, he knocked at the door. "Mr Whyte, Jake Weavering from reception." "Come in." he heard from inside the room and Jake opened the door with his swipe card. Inside the room was more like a mini-suite. The main room was a reception space with a desk in the corner, sofas and a TV and hi-fi in one corner. Jake could see a lap-top on the desk and some papers strewn around on the coffee table. "Through here." the same voice floated in from another room and Jake made his way through the bedroom to the ensuite bathroom. As he entered the bathroom Jake stopped in his tracks. His minds-eye view of Mr Whyte was completely shattered for instead of a middle-aged man what Jake saw was a fit, slim, slightly shorter man with a short towel wrapped around his waist, he had defined muscles and a carpet of dark hair covering his chest. Mr Whyte was just finishing a shave and rinsed his face before he spoke. "Just finishing up." said the man, breaking Jake's tour of his semi-naked body. "There's water for the sink and toilet but nothing through the shower system." "I'm sorry sir we had some maintenance done in this room a few days ago I just need to check. The shower has a separate system and I need to make sure it's been restored." Jake knelt down under the sink and opened a small inspection door with his pass key. As he suspected the shower hadn't been reset. Jake pushed the reset button and the shower sputtered into life, water streaming from the three upright poles and the overhead rose. "There you go." Jake turned to see that he had a perfect view between the man's legs and could clearly see his low-slung balls and a thick uncut tool. Declan Whyte must have noticed for he shifted his position slightly to afford Jake an even better view of his now lengthening tool. Jake felt an instant pressure in his own groin and hurriedly closed the inspection hatch and stood up. By now his own semi-hard cock was tenting in his trousers and Declan Whyte's cock was trying to force its way to vertical against the tension of the towelling. "Great" said Declan Whyte and the towel fell to the floor as he stepped into the steaming jets. He turned around and Jake could see the completely erect cock flat against the guy's stomach. Jake cleared his throat. "Anything else I can do for you Mr Whyte?" "Yea." said the guy, walking out of the shower to the sink and picking up a bar of soap he handed it to Jake. "Wash my back for me, will you Jake?" And with that he loosened Jake's tie and started undoing his shirt buttons. Jake hesitated, "Mr Whyte, I ..." but he was silenced by a firm kiss on the mouth. "Declan, the name's Dec, now take the rest of those fucking clothes off and get that hot arse in here!" Jake stripped off and joined Dec in the jets of steaming hot water. He stood behind him and soaped his back, slowly making his way down to Dec's bubble-butt and then eased his soapy hand between the firm cheeks. There was a moan of appreciation and Dec pushed his arse into Jake's exploring fingers. Jake moved to soap Dec's front, he started by playing with Dec's hard nipples then followed the line of thick hair downwards until he met with Dec's rigid cock pointing up. He traced a line down Dec's cock and reached his heavy, low-hung balls which he fondled and tweaked between his soapy fingers. Dec reached around and pulled Jake's hard cock level with the entrance to his arse and then impaled himself on the stiff cock. Both guys moaned and Dec braced himself against one of the shower posts as Jake began a slow fucking rhythm. Jake knew that with all the excitement he wouldn't last long and he reached around and grasped Dec's stiff cock and began to massage it in time with the fuck and almost immediately he felt a pressure build as Dec pumped his cum out onto the shower room floor. The tightening of Dec's spasming arse drove Jake over the edge and he let loose his load deep inside Dec's hole. Afterwards they both stood panting, still joined by Jake's semi-hard cock and still being pummelled by jets of hot water. Jake eased his way out of Dec's clamped arse and moved away from the shower jets to dry himself. Dec watched and broke the silence: "You busy tonight? I want to buy you dinner." Jake answered that he was free and they arranged to meet out on the hotel forecourt in twenty minutes. As he made his way down to reception to log off and check himself out from his shift Jake's head was still spinning from the madness that had just happened. He spoke briefly to the new shift and then made his way to his staff locker to pick up his things and car keys. He made his way down to the underground garage where his smart Audi convertible was waiting for him. It was an extravagance but Jake loved this car: the deep metallic blue coachwork gleamed and blended perfectly with the blue cloth hood and the light grey leather inside. Jake started the car and the wooffle from the exhausts sounded loudly in the silent garage. Jake slowly made his way to the hotel forecourt to wait for his date while he was waiting he pressed the button to lower the roof. The warm evening air flooded into the car and as the tonneau clicked into place Jake felt the passenger door open and Dec sat beside him. "Neat car!" he said and once again Jake was taken aback as he saw that Dec wasn't dressed at all formally as he had expected but in lightly ripped jeans, a tight T-shirt and soft loafers. "Drive on!" said Dec and he pulled the sunglasses off his head, buckled up the seat belt and settled back into the seat of the car. Jake drove swiftly to his flat where he changed from his work gear into casual clothes and they drove off to a restaurant Jake knew. Over dinner Jake found out that Dec was the senior corporate lawyer for the parent company of the hotel chain he worked in and all through the meal they were touching, either their hands or knees under the table or looking into each other's eyes for long moments. On the way home in the car Dec was touching Jake and playing with his cock through the fabric of his trousers. Back at Jake's flat they were barely through the door before Dec had taken his T-shirt off and had his jeans off too. Jake noted with satisfaction that the guy wore no underwear, his preference, and soon they were in the bedroom exploring each other's bodies. Jake wanted to make sure that this session lasted longer than their first meeting so he started slowly rimming Dec's butt, Dec meanwhile was swallowing Jake's entire cock down his throat. Soon Jake was on top of Dec, with Dec's legs folded flat against his hairy stomach and his eager arse ready for fucking. He moistened his cock, positioned it against Dec's twitching hole and gently sank into the warm wet passage. They fucked slowly at first then as the pace picked up Dec reached under Jake and started to pull at his balls, this sent Jake closer and closer to the edge of cumming until he could hold it no longer and letting out a load, low moan he pumped his load deep inside Dec's arse. This caused Dec to let fly a stream of cum between their bodies and once again they lay panting with the excitement and exhaustion of their love-making. They fell asleep wrapped in each others arms. Next morning Jake woke to the sun streaming in through the open windows the flat was quiet and still. "Dec, are you there?" Jake mumbled but there was no answer. He got up and wandered through the empty flat; on the table he found a simple note: "Left while you were still asleep, less complicated that way, I'll be in touch soon. D" That was it. Jake read it through several times, what did "less complicated that way" mean? So it had been a one night stand after all! Jake felt empty and desolate. He rang Dec's direct room number back at the hotel but got reception, which told him the room was empty of the 'phone on automatic divert. He asked after Dec only to be told he'd checked out earlier with no forwarding address. Jake put down the 'phone and sat staring at the walls, then he started to cry. Jake Weavering Ch. 02 It had been three months since Jake had met Dec and during that time he'd heard nothing more. Dec's note had said he'd be in touch soon but as the days wore on Jake realised that was probably just an empty phrase. Eventually he'd gone out with a couple of other people, one in particular was very keen on him but Jake knew in his heart that it was going to go nowhere and so ended it. Back at reception the 'phone rang unusually it was an outside call: "Reception, Jake speaking how may I help you?" "Is that Mr Weavering?" Jake replied that it was. "Mr Weavering this is Mr Whyte's Personal Assistant, I have Mr Whyte on the line for you, please hold." Jake stood motionless, what was this all about? "Jake?" "Yes, hello Dec." "Jake, we need to talk. I'd like you to come down here so we can meet up, there's a lot to discuss." Jake paused before he spoke. He wanted to give this man a piece of his mind, let him know how their meeting had left him feeling but this wasn't the place, plus something in Dec's voice stirred still raw wounds and more than a small part of him was intrigued. "I can't just drop everything." Jake said. "Just say you'll come and I'll sort it." was Dec's reply. Jake paused again, "OK." "Good, I'll be in touch soon." and the 'phone went dead. Jake stood there holding the dead receiver not quite knowing what to do next. He remember so well the words in the note Dec had left and anger rose inside him so he decided to take a break and went outside for some fresh air. When he returned one of his colleagues told him that the General Manager was looking for him and he was to report to his office immediately. Jake went to the General Manager to be told that he'd been temporarily relieved of his duties to take up a secondment at Head Office and he should leave immediately. So it was that Jake found himself checking in to one of the Company's premier hotels after a two hour drive and being shown to a luxurious suite by a very young (and cute) bell-boy who thanked Jake for his tip and left the room with a furtive glance backwards. Jake sank into the soft fabric of the sofa to contemplate his whirlwind day. Just what was he doing here, what (if anything) was this "secondment" and what was going to happen next? As if to answer his questions he heard the swipe entry to his room go and he looked around to see Dec closing the door. Dec was dressed in a formal dark grey business suit with a sober light pink shirt and toning silk tie, as Jake saw him old stirrings started and he stood to meet Dec who walked straight up to him, put his arms around him and greeted him with a long, deep kiss. "What exactly is going on?" Jake asked. "Come in here and when we've had a fuck I'll tell you." and he led Jake into the master bedroom and took hold of Jake's head with both hands and kissed him again. Dec ground his groin into Jake's and Jake could feel Dec's erect cock battling with the thin fabric of the suit. He too was hard and though he wanted to resist and talk he felt his clothes being removed and he felt Dec's hard cock and knew what he would do. He quickly removed Dec's shirt and tie and began to tease Dec's already erect nipples, pinching and licking them. Finally he let Dec's cock out of its fabric prison and as they stood together naked locked in another deep kiss Jake pushed Dec onto the bed and lay down on top of him. He was going to dominate this man, show him how hurt he'd been and make him sorry for the months of heart-ache he'd been put through. Without any preparation he wetted his dripping cock with saliva, placed it up against Dec's moist hole and shoved it in. Both men groaned but Jake just fucked like he'd never fucked before. Weeks of frustration, hours of agony were in that fuck and he repeatedly rammed his cock into Dec's hot arse so his balls slapped painfully against Dec's butt cheeks. He held Dec down, pinning his arms against the bed and looking straight into his eyes just rammed and rammed his rigid cock home, deep into Dec's guts. Soon he was on the verge of cumming and he grabbed Dec's cock and furiously wanked it until Dec shot long streams of cum between their chests. This pushed Jake over the edge and with a few final massive thrusts he shot weeks of cum up inside Dec. After a few moments Dec muttered "I suppose I deserved that, I have to say I enjoyed it too." "You bastard," Jake said, "You have no idea of how I felt when you just fucked off!" and Dec took Jake firmly in his arms and held him tight as the tears of frustration and rage took over Jake's entire body. When the moment had passed they talked. Dec explained how that weekend he'd been sent to carry out a piece of work relating to rationalisation and he'd had the hotel that Jake worked in on his "hit-list" but meeting Jake had interfered with his thought processes and he had to step back to complete his work in a fair and thorough manner. He also let Jake know that he was about to be made CEO of the parent company and that meant his position and circumstances would change. He then told Jake how he'd felt having to walk out and Jake began to realise how this man really felt about him. Their warm bodies were nestled together now and as they relaxed this began another reaction; this time the sex was less rapid, less driven by pain and frustration and more tender. Dec willingly submitted to Jake's fucking and slowly as the afternoon passed the tension built until once more they came again this time locked in each others arms. Jake woke to hear the sound of the shower; he rose and joined Dec under the streams of steaming water. "This is where it all started." mused Dec and he offered Jake the soap. Jake started with Dec's shoulders and gradually moved down his back to slide his hand between Dec's firm cheeks. He pushed his finger gently into Dec's hole and felt his lover push back on him. Dec felt for Jake's hard cock and lined it up with his hole and pushed back onto it so that Jake sank into the silky warmth of Dec's arse. Jake held him tight as he gently fucked his arse. Both men moved to the rhythm of the fuck Jake teasing and pinching Dec's nipples and running his hands through the forest of hair that covered Dec's chest. Soon they were again close to cumming and Jake gently squeezed the low hung balls and rubbed Dec's straining cock until it pumped the contents of his balls on the floor of the shower. This set Jake off and as Dec's arse clamped around his cock in time with the spurts of cum so Jake pumped his own juice deep into Dec's arse. "Let's go eat." said Dec, so they dressed and made their way down to the restaurant. Seated at a quiet table eating their food Dec looked at Jake: "OK," he said, "He's the deal. I would like you to come here and work with me." Jake went to respond but Dec interrupted him by placing his hand on top of Jake's "Hear me out." He said. "I'm expected to bring my own team with me into the CEO post, we're going to be developing new areas of customer services and I want you to head this up. I want you to come live with me as my lover and partner and you'll be a Head of Department answering to me. You'll have a team of people responsible to you and I need you to know I may be an easy fuck in the bedroom but I'm a fucking hard task-master everywhere else!" Jake looked at this man who a few hours earlier he'd have cheerfully walked past in the street "you serious?" he asked. "Absolutely!" was Dec's reply. "Now eat your dinner and let's get back to the bedroom, you can give me your answer tomorrow, but right now my arse is itching for that hard dick of yours!" and Jake felt Dec's hand moving up his thigh towards his rapidly stiffening cock. When he reached Jake's cock Dec gave it a gentle squeeze which made it jump and harden even more, Dec winked at Jake and called for the bill.