Happiest Place on Earth

by Rob This is a true story of my most recent visit to Walt Disney World. I work for that company that has the happiest place on earth, and I was in Orlando for a business trip to the yearly Disneyana Convention. Officially there on business, but I always manage to have time to go have fun in the various theme parks there, too. This was the first time, however, that I’ve ever had hot-n-horny fun at one of the hotels! I was staying at the Grand Floridian hotel, arguably the nicest hotel on WDW property. One morning, I didn’t have any appointments until later in the day, so I took my newspaper and went down to the terrace outside of their fast-food place. I grabbed a cup of coffee and some quick breakfast and sat down to read. I should say at this point that I’m 40 yrs old, 5’7", 155 lbs, short clipped dark hair, in pretty good shape with a great butt and legs to match, moderately hairy chest, shaved balls, and 7 inches that just gets rock hard. While I’m sitting reading about the scandalous revelations of the Lewinsky tapes (this was back in September), I noticed … in that way we do … that this guy was walking down the sidewalk, very slowly, and looking my direction. He was my same height and build, short black hair, and from a distance it looked like he had great dark eyes (a weakness of mine). After he cleared a row of hedges, I could see what he was wearing and discovered that he was an employee of the hotel. "Hmmm," I thought. "How interesting. I’ve never been so obviously cruised by a Disney employee before." So I stared back. He kept on walking, but our gaze never was broken until he turned the corner again and went into an office. I went back to reading my paper and the next thing I knew, there he was again, walking back in the other direction. A little bit closer to my table this time. Still staring with just the hint of a smile on his full yummy lips. I took off my glasses, gave him a big smile, and nodded. He smiled bigger right back and kept on walking, occasionally turning around to glance back. I’ll admit that I started to get hard at this point … a condition that only worsened when, a few minutes later, he walked by again, back in the other direction, a little bit closer this time. "Hi," I said and gave him a wink. He blushed and then got distracted by another employee coming out of the building and off they walked. "Oh well," I thought. "That was fun," and picked up my stuff and went to my meeting. When it was over, about an hour later, I headed out back to that same table, not really expecting anything, but hoping, and yes, semi-hard with pre-cum making my Calvins sticky. This was about 11:30 in the morning, and a few minutes after I sat down, there he was, strolling across the lawn at the Grand Floridian. He saw me, looked surprised to see me there again, and walked on over, right up to my table. We exchanged ‘hellos’ and our names. Turns out he was Latino (another real turn-on for me) from Puerto Rico, and yes, he worked at the hotel in Housekeeping. "Too bad you don’t do my room," I said. He just grinned and blushed. After a few more minutes, he asked what I was doing for lunch. I didn’t have any plans and asked what he meant. He said, "Well, it looks like you want something, and I want something, so why don’t we do something together. I take my lunch break in 15 minutes." We ended up meeting back there at just past noon and went up to my room. I immediately went in for a long lingering kiss and it wasn’t five seconds before our tongues starting exploring each other’s mouths. My cock was a full attention by this point and my hands went inside his vest and found his nipples hard and begging for attention. Next thing you know, all of our clothes were off and we were rubbing our hard cocks against each other, arms in a tangled embrace, kissing, licking earlobes, the whole thing. I dropped to my knees and got a good look for the first time at what turned out to be his monster meat. It was about 8" long and real thick, the kind of cock that doesn’t get completely hard, but all the better to play with. He started to slap my face with it inbetween sucking on my part. His balls were also shaved and nice and smooth, and soon wet from the bath I gave them with my tongue. I stood up again and he whispered "Are you top or bottom?" I told him that I could go either way, depending on who I was with; he said he was a top. I took another look down at his swollen and dripping cock and said, "Not with THAT, you’re not." We laughed and fell down onto the bed. After about half an hour of rolling around, my precum all over his thighs and on his chest and, well, everywhere (I produce TONS of precum), he got up and went over to his costume and pulled out a condom. "I brought something just in case." Well, where there’s a will, there’s a way, and before I knew it my ass was open wide and he slid it in, slowly at first, pushing it all the way in, and then pulling it almost all the way out, teasing my hole with his dick head. He ended up on his back with me riding him on top and he reached up and started jacking my dick. Just before I was ready to cum, he started moaning on his own, which made me tighten up my hole and then we both shot at the same time. He filled that condom to bursting and I sent several shots onto his chest, one of them up to his chin. After we cleaned up, he wanted to know how long I was staying and whether we could get together again. I was there for one more day and we managed to find time to get together twice more after that. Turns out "The Happiest Place On Earth" isn’t just a marketing slogan.