Showing posts with label cum. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cum. Show all posts

Monday, April 8, 2024

509. Uncle Joe's First Clue

 

Jack Leyendecker, talent scout for Loveless Motel's intern program, made a trip to Tuba City, Arizona on a tip he received from an old friend that there was a cluster of young men there who showed promise and he might be able to fill half his quota in one stop. These fellows were all enrolled at the local community college voc/tech school, all had been members of the same basket ball team in high school, and continued their gamesmanship in weekend get togethers at a local  desert ranch under the guiding hand of the auto mechanic instructor there.  The end of the term and their training completed, Jack conducted interviews and convinced eight of them to come to Loveless Motel as interns, with the opportunity to have practical experience in the Motor Pool, and learn a bit about the hospitality industry, to boot.

Naturally the men congregated together, and even stayed in one small dorm in the Bunkhouse where they interacted with some of the guests, attended classes, but kept largely to themselves.  Talk soon began among the other members of the class that the Arizona lads had some interesting, nay, weird fucking notions.  Uncle Joe, Loveless Motel's chief classroom facilitator and disciplinarian, had encountered them hunched around a beach ball one afternoon during a class break, and learned they had never seen one before except in Annette Funicello movies, since they'd all grown up in the desert. Seemingly amazed by the sight of it, they rolled, poked and prodded the ball around the pool deck, and Joe opened the conversation with them as he approached the group by saying "Have you ever seen the movie "The Dictator", where Hitler bounces a beach ball Earth off his ass?"  
And from out of nowhere, one of the beach ball gazers says "The Earth ain't round - it's flat".  The other guys laughed, and one chimed in "He's a nut job, don't mind him, Uncle Joe.  We all know the earth ain't flat."  and then out of the same mouth "same as we all know Ike was a commie, just like we learned in Automatic Transmission Class".  Uncle Joe replied "Looks like the John Birch Society is alive and well in Tuba City!" to which the kid says "How'd you know?"

Fuck fuck fuck. Joe thought to himself...and I have to take these guys camping.  "Okay guys, let's get showered and then it's back to class."







Sunday, March 24, 2024

494. Taking the Gloves off at After Midnight Arcade

Does he or doesn't he? Come meet our peroxide pugilist and find out at After Midnight Arcade, open 24 hours a day, every day off the lobby at Loveless Motel.  As a promotion, Francois will be demonstrating in person and signing autographs with his gloves on.  What else would you like to see him do?  If you wave some poppers under his nose, he'll take off the gloves, put some lube in one, fuck it, cum for you and sell you the glove for 50 bucks.  You can buy him a new set of gloves for 20 bucks if somebody else beats you to the punch. 







 

Monday, February 19, 2024

460. You'll have to drag me out of here! - Monday Motivational

 

It's raining - it's Monday.  He had a little too much to drink and stayed up late - Who the fuck wants to work?  Psycho Randy gets a call at the front desk from one of the Birdwhistle Tearoom waiters who says he's feeling poorly, and Randy knows better - its the same kid he saw peering through a gloryhole at him over at the Bunkhouse at 1AM this morning.  Randy was just there to take a piss, and ignored the kid, but Birdwhistle Tearoom patrons aren't gonna ignore the fact that he's MIA , when they're told they're waiting on the waiter!  Not on his watch!  He pops his head into Nic's office saying he needs coverage and why, and Nic says "Go give the little fucker some motivation to get his ass to work!" Randy's gonna march right over to the kid's room and give him a piece of his mind, and a bit of ... motivation ... with the back of his hand, and "get his ass to work" before he even walks out of his room.  Knock Knock - who's there? - The kid? "All's well that ends well" His plan to have a little Randy in morning worked well.






Monday, January 8, 2024

421. Laundry Room freeze fiasco forces plumbing face feeding frenzy

In a surprise overnight freeze in normally temperate January at Loveless Motel, the pipes in the poorly insulated laundry room have burst, and one of the washers froze mid-cycle, loaded with jockstraps and denim. As a result, management is taking bids for the job in a one-day frenzy of interviews. May the best plumber win!

As an aside, the collector whose jocks were frozen admits to a confidant that instead of his disco outfit, he mistakenly put his entire piss-and-cum-stained haul into the wash, thereby ruining the intrinsic value of the collection, rendering it worthless as sniff-bate material. He relates that he had spent days raiding the locker room of the Bunkhouse and had some prize specimens that were still damp from recently ejaculated spooge and drip. "But I look on the bright side," he said; "I'm here for another week, and as long as I don't get caught there's plenty more where they came from"




Friday, December 22, 2023

403. More Bunkhouse woes and rewards

It just goes to show you - If it's not one thing, it's another. If something can go wrong, it will go wrong. When it rains it pours. As soon as the leak in the grotto pool at The Tubs was fixed, the water heater on the second floor of the Bunkhouse at Loveless Motel exploded, flooding part of the kitchen at Malamute Saloon. Crews are feverishly working to have things ready to go for New Year's Eve, working 24 hours, round the clock. It's been noticed that some of the workers are a little older, and on the evening shift they are liable to take more breaks, and the construction crew foreman believes in rewarding the men for their hard work. It just goes to show you - If you suck it, they will cum.














Tuesday, December 19, 2023

400. Maintenance crew repairing grotto leak at The Tubs

The waterfall at the Tubs in the basement of The Bunkhouse has been temporarily shut off for a couple days to repair a leak in the grotto pool.  Contractors have quickly assessed the damage and workers are taking as few breaks as possible to insure the feature is restored to full working capacity in time for the influx of guests expected in the last 2 weeks of the year.  Only the most necessary activities of the crew are being sanctioned by the management.  When Nic, Loveless Motel Senior manager called the contractor's office and told the secretary "We've gotta leak in our basement",  she replied, "Go ahead, sir - it's your basement!"  She's been replaced by a promising young intern sent over my Nic.

Saturday, December 9, 2023

390. Off the Hook

The Board of Directors of the Love-Whistle Inc. has decided to keep Loveless Motel Senior Manager Nic, recognizing all his hard work. Nic, a definite ass man who loves to fuck it and have his eaten, has asked one of his current favorite interns to his suite to help him celebrate by showing the boss some gratitude.  Psycho Randy and Snap Wadmacher helped film the party.