Prompt Ramblings - 17. Prompt 399 - The Snore

The cheap plastic number rattled as I beat the shit out of the cheap door. There was no way I was going through one more night of this. It was too fucking late and I hadn't slept in days. No one else was booked this week, it was the off season, but they placed the only two people in room next to one another.

“Wake up, fucker!” I shouted as I made the door shake.

Strangely enough I startled when the door suddenly wrenched open. A giant of a man, dark, beefy, and hairy in all the right places, wearing nothing more than a pair of half-tented boxers dipping low off his hips stood before me. His eyes were scrunched tight from the hallway light, but it didn't hide the annoyed look on his face.

“Can I help you?” he growled.

“You're fucking snoring, man. The walls are thin and I can't sleep. Again.”

His brow twisted, taking the edge off his attitude. “Sorry. I didn't realize.”

“Can't you do something about it? Like smother it in a pillow or something?” Yeah it sounded stupid, but I was staring more at his crotch than figuring out a clever way to manage this conversation.

“Excuse me?”

“I need to sleep, man.”

“So you thought you'd come over here, wake me out of a sound sleep, and put my face in the pillow?” Now his attitude was back.

“Well, when you say it like that, I don't know…”

He cocked his head and his brow arched. “What the fuck is that for?”

I looked down at the hand that wasn't involved in beating his door and found the gag gift rubber cock I got from the novelty store last night. I couldn't fit my hand around its girth and it was almost two feet long.

“Um… I think… I was gonna beat you about the head and neck with it.”

“Oh, you think so?”

My voice got really whiny all of a sudden. “I'm not really very sober right now.”

“Ya think?”

My grand idea was unravelling quick as we stood across from each other. Perhaps the stunt cock as a bludgeoning weapon was a poor choice of tactic. He stood in the doorway looking me over and I wondered how long if would be before he pounded me stupid for waking him up.

When he groped the ample front of his boxers, I was really confused.

He reached out with his heavy hand and gripped the back of my neck. “Get in here and keep me awake then.” As he pulled me into his room, he snatched the rubber cock out of my hand and threw it down the hallway. I watched it bounce like an obscene Slinky toy. “You're not using that fucking thing on me.”