Tommy's room was so stuffy, he couldn't sleep. Restless and horny, he decided a walk around the hotel balcony might clear his head. As he wandered aimlessly, he noticed there were quite a few gargoyles decorating the facade of the building. One in particular was unusually well carved, so much so that Tommy decided to move in for a closer look. Maybe too close. It was smooth and warm to the touch and had a compelling face. Not handsome, but strangely sexy in its way. Very sexy.
Tommy's lust was quickly rising to the surface and, before he could stop himself, he was leaning in for a kiss... and was quite surprised to receive one in return!
Before he could make sense of what was happening, his nightshirt was stripped off, big, strong hands were fondling his nude body, and he was riding the hardest cock he had ever encountered. All night long the bizarre creature filled him to capacity with load after load of creamy goo. And each time it did, Tommy exploded with a shattering orgasm of his own, each more intense than the last.
As dawn finally broke over the manor house, one of the bellhops found Tommy fast asleep on the roof, wearing nothing but a smile which stretched from ear to ear.
But that's to be expected when you stay at the HOTHMAN ESSEX HOUSE.