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Hospitality - Chapter 1
John had just finished unpacking his bags at his new apartment, when the phone rang. The hospital was calling, and they asked him to be in the next morning at 10. "Sure thing!" he replied as he hung up the phone. He had just moved into the quiet and very wealthy little town, a retreat for the retired and the more fortunate for vacations and leisure, so that he could continue his practice as a patient caretaker in a slower and more peaceful setting. He had previously worked a year at a hospital in New York shortly after graduating from college at 17, one of the youngest in his classes. He looked over the pamphlet for his current hospital, which said in bold and fancy lettering: WoodView Hospital for the Privileged. The description for his job was to accommodate the guests and make them feel comfortable during their stay. A couple of hours later, after readying his equipment for the next day, he lay down to sleep, setting his alarm for 8 a.m.
The next morning, he awoke to the sound of his radio's buzzer. After packing his bags and having a large breakfast, he set out to work. Arriving at 9:30 so that he could have a longer time to look around before working, he walked through a very beautiful courtyard with several expensive fountains and into the hospital reception area. The interior was designed with a very rich and elegant oakwood interior, having tall ceilings that added to the sense of the building. He approached the main desk, and after gesturing for the attention of the lady behind the information desk, he said, "Hello, my name is John Patterson. I'm supposed to be filling in for a caretaker pos-"
Before he could finish his sentence, the lady nodded her head and pointed to a door down the end of the hallway. "Of course," she said hurriedly, "Doctor Ellerby is waiting for you down the hall."
"Thank you". He passed down the hallway and through the giant double-doors, then entered a smaller waiting area where he saw several doctors most likely on their breaks. Before he could say something, a man in dark hair disengaged from the rest of the group and ran up to shake John's hand. "John, I presume? It's nice to meet you. Here are my other colleagues. There are doctors McConnor, Barley, and Ottis."
After shaking everybody's hand, John talked with them for a while and was welcomed onto the crew, which was an easier process than he expected. John followed the Doctor to some of the lockers, and after a brief explanation to how things worked and what he should do, along with a lesson by one of the nurses on using the computers, he was ready to tend to patients. One thing stood out in his mind though, not that unusual, but out of place, when the Doctor said, "Do whatever you can to make the patients happy."
Several hours had passed, his job going perfectly normal so far. Just a few old people needing bedpans changed, talking with some of the other assistants, walking a few of the other elderly around, helping a boy with his leg cast. He was in the process of tending to a young girl with her crutches, when he received a page. Finishing up with the girl, he headed to his next patient in the short-term recovery ward. Passing several nurses and exchanging glances, he entered a room with a man of about 20 years in it with dark hair. "What do you require, Sir?" John inquired in the usual manner.
The tired looking man looked up at him, the replied "Yes, assistant. I would like a massage. Would you tend to my upper legs?"
John nodded, then moved over to the man and sat down. Pulling off his sheet so that he may be more thorough, he realized to some surprise that the man was naked. Setting his surprise aside, he began to squeeze and knead his legs, taking his time to work out several knots along the way. Before he could completely finish, the man stirred and stated, "That is adequate. Now please massage my balls."
"Excuse me?" John gasped in surprise. "You heard me, I need relief!" he remarked. "Can you please excuse me for a moment?" John asked. He stood up and walked out of the room rather quickly. He found one of the closest doctors, then said very bluntly, "Doctor, I need to see you. A patient of mine just asked me to relieve him. What should we do? Kick him out?"
The Doctor looked at John for a second, almost angry that he walked out on a patient. "John, it is your responsibility to see that all of our patients are satisfied with their stay, no matter what, and I mean that. And that particular request is very, very common. The people here pay very good money, and we need their business, so if you can't handle it, find another job. Remember, you're being paid very well here, understand?"
John considered the Doctor's words, weighing between the money, and the pleasant countryside that he loved so much. Convincing himself, John replied in an unsure voice, "I understand"
John parted with the Doctor, then returned to the patient's room. "I apologize for leaving you sir. What would you like?"
"Well, for one you could continue your friggin' job here!" he replied, in a very irate tone of voice. John nodded, then sat next to the man on the side of the bed. He reached his hand over to the man's limp penis, then began to massage his balls. Very slowly, after a minute of careful massage with both hands, the man's penis was standing at full erectness and about seven inches long. Intuitively, John moved his hands up to clasp the stalk and head of the penis, taking his time to stimulate and rub the tip. After another minute, the man shifted and ordered John to stop. "Since you walked away from me at the beginning," he voiced, "I want you to suck me instead. And be sure to swallow it."
With that he reclined again in his bed, sitting in total expectation of John. Looking at the man, John struggled with himself to comply, remembering the Doctor's words. He had never sucked on another man's penis before, and was concerned that he might not be able to go through with it. Yet after several more seconds, he realized that he had to do it.
Moving over the man's legs, John positioned himself comfortably in front of his penis. Before he could start, the patient added, "Oh! One more thing. Try and be creative."
Studying it for a second, he leaned over and began licking the tip, moving up and down on each fleshy curve. After licking steadily, John put his hands on the shaft and balls and took him in all of the way. Tasting the flow of precum from the tip, John licked and caressed each side, licking from his balls to the tip, then alternating on each side of the head. After sucking for a bit, he formed a ring with his mouth and tongue, and began to pump up and down with his head, causing the patient to moan, and ooze even more precum out, which John then gulped up. He had sucked on the man for fifteen minutes now, and he could sense him nearing orgasm. On a maneuver that involved taking the penis all the way into John's throat, where he would squeeze the balls simultaneously, he sensed the man start to spasm. Reaching up and grabbing John's head, then holding it onto his penis, the man gasped, then started quivering. A warm sensation flooded John's throat and mouth, followed by and intense pressure that flowed out of his lips and onto his cheeks and the man's penis. Making sure the man had finished, John sat up, and looked at the enormous amounts of cum that were now covering the patient's penis and his chin, yet most urgently, the amounts that were inside his mouth. He looked desperately at the patient for advice, and after he stirred and came out of his trance, he stated, "Swallow it!"
Small amounts had already leaked out of his mouth or into his throat, but the rest was unbearably bitter and odd in consistency. John had no choice to spit it out, so he coughed suddenly and most of it flew onto the patient, more running down his throat. Getting off the man, John stood up and faced the patient, who had just hit the `Page Nurse' button. Looking to the man for an explanation, who had turned again to face John, said "Idiot! I told you to swallow all of it. Now look at me! It's all over me! You're going to pay for this!"
A wave of fear flooded over John as two doctors, one being Doctor Ellerby, came into the room. "Yes, Sir. What's going on here?" he said, as he looked at John, and the amounts of semen that were now drying on his mouth and chin.
"This servant disobeyed me! I demand you punish him!" he barked loudly. John explained what happened, and after talking to the patient, Dr. Ellerby reached a compromise. "Sir, the punishment is up to you. Please decide his fate." The Doctor remarked, scowling at John.
"Since I will be here for several more days, I demand that he be put on Oral duty, and serve me whenever I wish." The patient said as he looked at John. The Doctor agreed to the punishment. After following the Doctor to the other side of the hospital, John was given a lecture. "John, I'm disappointed in you. You're lucky that the patient was appeased so easily, but I'm still going to have to dock your pay by five percent, and give you Oral duty.
John nodded solemnly, but then asked what Oral duty was, the Doctor then replying, "You wear a pin with an X on it, and you're required to give oral sex to any doctor or patient that requests it. Understood?"
"Yes, Sir." Was the reply. But before John could gather his things to leave to home, the Doctor put his hand on John's shoulder, restraining him. At the same time, the Doctor unzipped his fly, and pulled an already semi-hard, eight-inch penis. Understanding what to do, yet with much delay, John kneeled on the locker room floor in front of the Doctor. "Sorry kid, but I'm too built up, and you have to get used to this, because you'll be doing a lot of it tomorrow. Now begin." Ellerby ordered.
John moved his head down, meeting the penis right at his nostrils, where he began to lick the tip, and after an order by the Doctor, squeezed his balls as well. Moving up and down with his head, John drank from the tip by licking the precum off of it, then sucking it out like a tube of paste. While John was in the process of bringing each testicle into his mouth, while alternately massaging the dripping shaft above him, the Doctor pushed John's head up and brought the servant's arms up to his reach, where he tied a length of rope about his wrists, effectively cuffing John. Forcefully the servant's head was brought back down on the penis, where he resumed grinding his tongue against the head. After several more minutes of licking and panting for air had elapsed, the Doctor suddenly pushed John's head up, now several inches from the tip of the penis. "Close your eyes!" he shouted.
It was just as the first stream rushed against John's lips that he knew what was happening. John tried to jump back in surprise, but the Doctor's strong hand held him steady in place. Several more gushes of semen fell across the servant's face, each giant stream hitting and sticking to his hair, nose, neck, lips, and cheeks. After the Doctor had finished coming, he slowed down in his ferocious pace of jacking himself off, then pushed the boy away. "Taste it." He ordered, causing the boy to reach his tongue out and gulp the patches that landed on his lips.
As the Doctor was standing up and buckling his belt, another person burst through the doors, in a hurry to change or shower. It turned out to be Dr. Ottis, who was now looking at the boy and his semen drenched face, and the doctor nearby him. John had been ordered by the doctor to kneel on the floor and let the semen drip onto his lap and shirt, and he remained motionless as the other doctor looked at Dr. Ellerby. Not knowing what their relationship was, John feared an embarrassing scene between the two, but to his surprise, the doctor said, "Hey Ellerby, do you mind if I give it a shot?"
"Sure thing. I'll leave you with him. I'll see you tomorrow." The Doctor waved goodbye to Ottis and left the locker room with his gym bag. Alone with the boy now, the new doctor approached the boy, who was still kneeling, and examined the semen on his face that had now turned clear and was dripping off. Ottis motioned the boy to stand in front of him, and after John reached position, the doctor pulled out his cock, which was now reaching six inches. John bent over by order of the man, yet after a careful positioning from the doctor, he was actually now jacking off into John's mouth. It only took several minutes of beating off for the man to burst inside the servant's mouth, the gobs of sticky semen dripping out of his mouth and again all over him. After the man stood up, he simply walked over to the shower stalls, and began showering. John managed to undo the wire that was holding him after a couple of minutes, but before he could clean up, and echo barked from the shower stall that the doctor was in. "Oh, and John? Leave as you are."
John replied, then walked out of the building, receiving several glances and stares from the nighttime staff who couldn't help but notice the streams of crusted semen all over his face.
After a short drive home, John walked into his apartment, and collapsed on his bed, apprehensive of his punishment that await for him the next day.