Girls do NOT want to date bellhops.
Summer jobs suck. That was the only thought that could run through young Porters mind. Working as a bellhop was a low paying job, a majority of the bits that he made we're in tips. Today wasn't as bad, not as hectic as usual. A snow white unicorn was staying in Canterlot, and he had brought up her bags. To say that there we're an insane amount of them would be a major understatement. But, she tipped him well. So the trip wasn't a total loss. She was beautiful in his eyes, a well kept purple mane, wonderful personality, and great fashion sense. But above all, she was with Princess Celestia! She must have been somepony important. Way too high on the social ladder for Porter to even consider asking her out to a show or a movie.
The thought saddened the young stallion. Always timid, shy, and meek. Kept to himself as much as he could. Each time he asked some nice mare out, it always ended in rejection. But, he always felt something was amiss when he asked them out. He couldn't put his hoof on it, but he could feel it in the pit of his stomach. Was it the way he asked? The way he looked? The way they looked? It had bothered ever since he was a young colt.
After he arrived back to the front desk, he started to watch the register. The most boring part of his day. Mind numbingly boring when it was slow, hectic and chaotic when busy. But today was a new kind of slow. Not a single pony entered the door. He was left waiting, completely left to his own devices. At first, he was happy to have some time to himself. He got to think about what he was going to do after work, what his cutie mark would be, and when it would come. Would he become the manager of the hotel? Would he become a baker, or maybe he would have a high profile position in government! All these thoughts clouded his mind, fantasizing about what he would become once his cutie mark appeared. So deep in thought that he didn't hear the bell on the desk ring.
"Ahem"
All it took was a single word to snap him out of his day dream. As he looked up, he saw a grey stallion, with a well styled white mane, and a pair of sunglasses on his face, drawing a slight smile at Porter.
"W-welcome sir! What can I do for you?"
"Yes young man, I'd like a room."
"Of course sir, Just fill out this form."
Within a minute, the form was filled out. The name "Hoity Toity" signed across the top.
"Thank you. Here's your key. Room 201"
"No, thank you young man. What's your name?"
Funny. No one ever asked his name. Let alone held a conversation up this long with the timid unicorn.
"Porter sir."
"I like that name. Would you mind helping me with my bags?
"Yes sir."
This was much easier. The stallion put potter at ease, and he only had two bags. A much easier walk to his room than carting what seemed like fifty bags up stairs. Walking intently upwards with Hoity infront of Porter. As he carried his bags he could see the back of his head, with his eyes slowly traveling downwards. He had a full view of his flanks. A fan cutie mark on both sides, his eyes drawn to them. Viewing every detail, not wanting to look away. Hoity Toity knew that he was staring, but said nothing. Enjoying the fact that he was looking him in this way.
They arrived at his room, room 201. A suite with a king sized bed, a wonderful view of Canterlot, and a large spacious bed room. Porter set Hoity Toity's bags next to his bed. Preparing to exit the room, stopped by Hoity Toity.
"Porter, wait!"
"Yes sir?
"I wanted to ask, when does your shift end?"
"Er...Six 'o clock sir. Why?
"No reason, & here's your tip."
Hoity Toity handed him an envelope, and got Porter out of his room. Not even giving him a chance to open it. He made his way back to the front desk, sat down, and opened the envelope. He couldn't believe the contents. Enclosed was a small coin purse, filled with 50 bits. But even more shocking was the letter inside. It read:
"Come back to my room after you get out of work. Look presentable."
XOXO, Hoity Toity.
Thoughts were rushing through his mind. Why would he ask him, of any of the young, eligible stallions in Equestria to meet him after his shift ended? Would he even go? He had decided. He would only go out of curiosity. That's all. Just meeting someone to figure out what he wanted.
The rest of Porters shift slowly passed. His mind still racing about the letter. Looking at the pros and cons of meeting this stallion, whom he'd known for less than a few hours. After his shift ended, he made his way home and began to get cleaned up. He showered, brushed his teeth, combed his mane, and put on a black bow tie. He made his way back to the hotel, and back to room 201. He brought up a hoof, and rapped on the door. Sure enough, Hoity Toity came to the door.
"Hello Porter. You clean up very well.
"Th-thank you. But I wanted to ask why you asked me to come here after work."
"Don't play coy Porter." A small Smile spread across Hoity Toity's face. "A young stallion like yourself has to have been asked out right?"
"No sir."
"You really must drop the formality's Porter. You can call me Hoity. How about you and I go out to dinner?"
His first date? From a stallion no less. Maybe this is what was wrong. It wasn't him, or the way he looked, it was the mares he was asking out. Everything felt right when he was with Hoity. He was charismatic, charming, he looked stunning.
"S-sure Hoity. I'd love to."
The evening was a blur, Hoity had taken him to the best restaurant in Canterlot. They enjoyed each others company, talking about their day, their family's, and talking about Canterlot in general. After dinner, the pair walked back to the hotel, and Porter walked Hoity back up to his room.
Hoity looked back to Porter "Would you like to come in for a drink Porter?"
"Very much so."
The room looked the same as when Porter had brought the bags up, save for the luggage in a corner of the room. Lamps dimly lighting the room with a couch in between two of the lamps. Hoity came back from the kitchen, carrying a bottle of red wine, and two glasses. He set the glasses down on the table, poured some of the wine for the two of them, and then sat apoun on the couch. Beckoning the younger stallion to sit next to him. Porter didn't hesitate, and sat down right next to him, levitating a glass of wine to himself.
" Thank you for the wonderful evening Hoity."
" The pleasure was all mine Porter. I'm so glad that you accepted my invitation."
" Hoity, If you don't mind. I have a question."
" What's on your mind?"
" How did you know that I liked you?"
" You gave off some very distinct signals. Like staring at my flank all the way up to my room."
Porters face became beet red at the reminder of the moment.
"You knew?"
"Yes, but It certainly worked out for the best didn't it?"
Hoity punctuated his sentence by placing his fore hoof around Porters shoulder. He felt so comfortable with him. Porter gently kissed his cheek, still blushing profusely. Hoity one upped him, by turning his head, and pressing his lips against his. Porter wrapped his forewhooves around Hoity, experimentally poking his tongue into Hoity's mouth. Hoity responded by slipping his tongue over Porters, darting over it and enjoying every second of his embrace. Porter ran his hoof through Hoity's mane, and Hoity rested one of his hooves on Porters flank. Hoity broke the kiss, and stared into Porters eyes.
"Why don't we take this into the bedroom?"
Porter only nodded. He was at a loss of words. Hoity led the way to the bedroom, as he walked into it, turned on the lights, and sat on the edge of the bed. Porter joined him a few seconds later, pressing his lips into his in an uncoordinated, sloppy kiss. Hoity's forehoof slowly went down to Porters sheath, gently coaxing the stallions cock out with slow strokes. Hoity positioned himself off of the bed, and got in between Porters legs. His hoof ran up and down Porters stallion hood, as he kissed and sucked the virgins large balls. Sending pleasure through the stallion. Precum beaded at the tip, as Hoity finished sucking and licking the heavy orbs. He took the tip in his mouth, loving the sweet seed that was in his mouth. Hoity slowly worked Porters shaft with his mouth, running his tongue along the bottom of the stallions shaft as he sucked. Slowly taking more and more of Porter into his mouth. Loving every second of the of the oral he was giving. Porter noticed that Hoity was fully erect, and moved his hoof down to stroke his cock as he sucked. Generating moans from Hoity, making his mouth feel even better. As Hoity made his final few sucks, he pulled off of his member, and kissed Porter deeply. Then pulled back.
"Ready for the next part?" Hoity's words dripped with lust.
"Y-yes Hoity."
"Look in the nightstand"
As Porter opened the drawer, Hoity repositioned himself so he could be on his back. He laid down, Hind legs in the air. Porter found a bottle of lubricant in the nightstand. He levitated it with him, as he got under Hoity. Porter pressed his tongue against the tight ring of flesh, slowly running the strip of flesh up and down Hoity's hole. Porter brought his head up, poured lubricant onto his hoof, and pressed it against Hoity's plot hole. He then lubed himself up. Bringing his hoof up and down his shaft. Once he was properly lubricated, he pressed his tip against Hoity's hole, applying slight pressure until the tip of his penis made its way inside Hoity. He slowly slid in, taking special care to not hurt Hoity, all the way up to his median ring. He pulled back and lurched forwards, this time going past his ring, slamming into Hoity. Hoity himself was in heaven. Porter had gotten a steady rythem of fucking him, feeling his thick cock slam into him. He wanted, No. Needed this. He hadn't had a laid in months, and having a young stallion, eager to pound him senseless was just what he needed.
Porter humped him to the hilt of his cock. Trying to savor every thrust. He looked down at Hoity, with his mane messy, his mouth agape, moaning to Celestia, and most of all his neglected stallion hood. Porter brought down a hoof to stroke it for his lover. Enjoying every upward thrust into his hoof, and every scream Porter got out of Hoity with the correct thrust. Hoity started to press himself as hard as he could onto Porters dick, trying to get himself deeper and deeper onto it.
Hoity's mouth opened, trying to force out a few very important words. "Porter, I'm cumming!" Hoity humped into Porters hoof, Spasming and twitching as he came hard, his seed spraying into the air, as it landed onto his chest. The increased tightness of Hoity from coming drove Porter to the edge, making him fill Hoity up with his hot cum. The two basked in the afterglow of their orgasm. Staying in each others embrace. Eventually, Hoity turned off the light, pulled the covers over himself and Porter, and drifted off to sleep with Porter in his Fore hooves.
