Franky Fox Receives a Big Bang for His Bucks from Sir Peter on Men at Play

It May Not Be the Swankiest Hotel, But the Tips are Good.

If only all issues of economic inequity could be resolved as easily as this class-conscious cash-for-services exchange. I can’t argue that Men at Play has presented an ideal solution in “Room Service,” but it sure is hot. Which is something, right?

The mouth-watering Sir Peter must be the only hospitality worker at the upscale hotel that Franky Fox has honored with his presence because three times Franky calls for “Room Service” and three times Sir arrives. Let me tell you something in confidence. Sir looks amazing in a white dress shirt, white cutaway vest, and dark trousers. This could explain why Franky is such a generous tipper.

Three visits are a charm, apparently, although it manages to cost him a total of $800 to fully charm the ever-so-professional Sir out of his uniform. Although Franky tells a phone friend that he’s not impressed by the hotel itself, he’s clearly found at least one of its features worth a five-star review. And he hasn’t even had a chance to sample the wares.

Not one to fear mixing business and pleasure, the dapper Australian businessman removes the batteries from his remote control and calls to complain of a broken television. Ah, the hardships of the monied class. It doesn’t take Sir long to figure out that he’s being conned and then negotiate a price for his special full-service favors. The dapper Franky likes the fact this hospitality worker has a nimble mind and, not being an idiot himself, he allows himself to be caught up in kisses with him.

Let’s face it. Two highly attractive, stylishly dressed, fit, and fabulous men of different ethnic backgrounds breathing heavily while they grope and grab at one another in the heat of desire is just sexy as fuck to watch. It’s the next best thing to being there.

Sir takes the lead, something that packs a special taboo thrill. There’s a special zing that happens in your tender vittles when you see Franky on his knees before the Portuguese service worker, worshipping his nine-inch uncut slab of chourico through his trousers. I’ve seen men eat each other’s asses with the same ferocious appetite that Franky possesses as he ravages the front of Sir’s pants. The service provider kindly extracts himself from his slacks and presents his dick for Franky to gag on. The delighted room attendant praises the slick businessman before pulling on his tie and using it as an impromptu cock ring. When he’s had enough of seeing Franky in that mildly humiliating position, Sir spins him around to face the curtains and begins to strip him out of his suit and down to his white underwear. This only makes Franky’s ass that much more grabbable, which meets with his approval in a big way.

The goal isn’t to admire Franky’s underwear, however. The goal is to see him riding the sizable dick of the pink-collar worker whose libido he has incentivized. Sir makes this happen, removing the underwear, spitting in and fingering the executive’s asshole, and then, with the full approval of the camera, sliding that thick slab of meat in deep. It makes for a great shot and given how much Franky likes it, you know you’ve witnessed a genuine moment of intense pleasure and sensation. Hell, Franky even thanks him.

They turn to incorporate the bed into their sexual play, Franky putting a foot on the mattress and bending forward to allow for maximum depth of thrust. The folks in the next room must either be deaf, very tolerant or frantically jacking off because Franky is loud. I mean loud. And he doesn’t even have his jacket and shirt off yet!

Once again, it’s Sir to the rescue. Removing his trick’s jacket, he shoves him to the bed and worships his black stocking feet, kissing and licking their fine mesh and the skin beneath it. Franky shows his appreciation by giving the help a footjob and leaning back for some close-up shots of cock-in-hole yumminess. Franky finally doffs his shirt.

Franky administers some lip and tongue action to Sir’s feet now. In addition to being beautifully designed, those hard-working feet are covered in dark knee hose like Franky’s. Surely, they deserve adoration as much as the man who sits on his ass for a living! It looks for a moment like Frankly plans to settle reverse on Sir’s cock, but suddenly there is a change of plans. It happens eventually, of course, because the camera loves that position even if the performers’ thighs don’t.

A panting Franky is naked except for his stockings, and he’s begging for his “Room Service” to include an internal ejaculation. I mean, they’re total strangers, so why not? Sir sounds down for a raw finish but then his noisy bottom leaps up off his dick and dumps a load all over Sir’s black and white stripe tie. Franky is not a selfish man, though. He knows it’s not all about him, although it kinda is since he is a cum hungry man and Sir has not yet relieved himself of his proof of purchase.

He moves his face into place and doesn’t have long to wait long before there are big clumps of semen on his close-trimmed facial hair and on Sir’s cock. That little mess doesn’t last long given Franky’s penchant for cleanliness and willingness to use his mouth to achieve it.

Now, I have an etiquette question for Men at Play: Should Franky tip Sir after this? Or has that been covered?

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