Bellhop I
By: Trip the Deep

Dave sighed as he dropped the suitcases with a loud thunk, a few things within the case rattled. The hotel seemed to be extremely busy for no apparent reason tonight, hoards of people checking in and checking out, kids running everywhere and knocking over things, guys arguing with the clerks and not tipping the bellhops. It was the last item that was really pissing Dave off today. Not a single tip, and he had worked since 4 o’clock in the afternoon, as he looked up the clock slowly ticked over to 10:17.

He had no idea where these pieces of luggage were suppose to go, and frankly he didn’t care, the guy and his kids ran off into a elevator and didn’t care to hold the door for him. “Screw ’em” he thought as he left the suitcases at the elevator and walked back to the front desk. If they want their clothes they can walk there inpatient asses back down and get them.

The check-in desk was swamped, Dave could count about 15 or so people standing and yelling, trying to get the 4 people to serve them first. He smiled a bit, glad that he wasn’t one of those 4. But he didn’t get a chance to stand still for a few seconds, his manager came running to him with a food card dragging behind him.

“Dave! “ he yelled as he pulled up with the cart. “I need you to deliver this food to room 604. This is the 5th dinner I’ve had to deliver to this man tonight.”

Dave sighed, “ But I’m not a delivery boy …”

“You are now, all of the other food delivery guys disappeared.” The manager said, “Make it quick though, we have a lot of people to help tonight.”

And with that the manager ran off in the flood of people at the desk. Dave sighed again and dragged the food card behind him, he went away from the main elevators to some of the lesser used ones, he didn’t want to be bothered by people any more. He reached the lift and pressed the six button. Dave always hated waiting for elevators, they always took forever and he could always get to the floor he wanted faster than the blasted thing.

While he was waiting, a huge black man walked up and stood next to him. The guy had to be at least eight foot tall, with a huge stomach. The man wasn’t wearing a shirt, and Dave could understand why. His stomach almost hung down to his knees, Dave swore that through that fat that covered the mans stomach he could see an outline of a person. His penis started to fill with blood, causing his bellhop pants to rise a little.

It wasn’t until the black man looked down at him when Dave realized he was gawking at the man. He quickly turned back to the elevator, his face turning bright red.

“You like what you see?” The man asked in the deepest voice Dave had ever heard. His entire body seemed to vibrate his skeleton.

“Uhh ….” Dave didn’t know, he never found himself as gay, but something about the man got him horney.

The man smiled and rubbed his stomach, “Probably the best person I’ve had in the longest.”

Dave was about to ask another question, but the elevator dinged and the doors opened. Both men got on, the elevator creaked and moaned as the black guy got on.

Dave hit the six key, “What floor are you getting off of?”

“ Seven,” the man answered.

Dave hit the seven key and turned to the man, the elevator strained to left its party to the appropriate floor.

“You said it was the best person you had? What did you mean by that?”

The man looked down at Dave again with an eerie smile. “Exactly that, the best person I ever had. He struggled a lot, but eventually he gave up as I swallowed him.”

Dave gulped, could there be an actual person in that massive black stomach? “Who did you eat?”

“Some random bellhop, maybe you know him, Keith? Yea he was a horrible bellhop. Worst customer service ever, but like I said, best person I ever ate.”

Dave certainly knew Keith, and didn’t feel sorry that he was currently being digested. Keith was an asshole and deserved just that.

“ Can …. can I touch your stomach?” Dave asked, his voice quivering.

The man laughed, again vibrating Daves skeleton, “Go ahead boy. Feel him being digested, my stomach massaging him.”

Dave stepped forward and placed his hand on the bare tummy of the black man. At first he could only feel fat, but once he pressed down quite hard, he finally found Keith. More specifically Keiths head. As he ran both hands along the mans tummy he could feel most of Keiths body, the rest Dave assumed the big man already digested down.

The doors dinged and opened. Dave removed his hands and looked up at the man, not wanting to leave the elevator. The man smiled down on him, knowing exactly what the young bellhop was thinking, and wanting.

“Go on now, “ The man said, “Don’t want to keep your person waiting on their food. Or you may end up like Keith.”

“What if I want to?” Dave realized he had said that before thinking about it. He regretted it, but yet was happy he did. He didn’t know what came over him, but now he wanted this big black man to swallow him whole. He wanted to be a part of him. Never before in his life had he felt this way before.

The man placed a heavy hand on Daves shoulder. “Room 710. Although tonight I don’t think I can eat anymore, I could use some company though.”

Dave nodded his head and smiled, then turned and walked out the door to the room he needed to deliver. He turned back to see the big man with no shirt on, rubbing his stomach again, helping his stomach digested its meal. The doors closed and the elevator continued to its destination. Dave slowly walked down the hallway, should he go up to the mans room? His dick was raging hard as ever, giving him the “thumbs up” for the decision.

The End