A gay sex stories: Secrets In Room 403 Pt. 03 /*
It was 10:15 p.m. on Monday evening.
Mike had spent his first workday at his new job in Atlanta and he was alone in his hotel room after work.
He was naked, sitting on the couch in his hotel room waiting for Luvit Wet, a Latin guy with a thick uncut cock.
Mike had just been taught how to deep throat by Big Ray, a 6’8″ well healed black man who left 5 minutes earlier.
We join Mike as the night continues…
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Secrets Can Be Dangerous
Luvit Wet was late. It was almost 10:30 and he still hadn’t come through the door. I went to my laptop and typed a message to Luvit Wet.
“Are you still planning on being here?” I typed and waited.
“Sorry man. We’ll have to do it another night,” Luvit typed.
“Shit,” I said under my breath as I walked over to put some clothes on a and retrieve my spare room key.
Once I was dressed, I quickly walked to the lamp and grabbed my key. When I returned to the room, I heard the ring that indicated a new message had arrived for me on the app. I quickly sat down in front of my laptop and found a message from Sam, the guy I had blown earlier this evening.
The message was just a picture of a local news article. It was the press release announcing me as the interim CEO of Brightline Tech, the company I had been assigned to turn around. The press release featured a headshot of me near the headline.
The next picture was a pic of me, naked with my face covered in cum. It was one of the pictures that Sam snapped of me as he was leaving. My face flushed but my blood turned cold.
“I think you need to let me fuck your ass,” Sam typed.
“I told you I just suck cock. I don’t do anal,” I typed back.
“You’re going to start, unless you want this picture going to the newspaper,” Sam typed.
“Are you blackmailing me?” I typed, very angry and scared.
“That’s exactly what I’m doing,” Sam typed, “By the way, I never use condoms.”
“I’m married, I can’t do bareback. What if you give me some disease and I give it to my wife?” I pleaded with Sam.
“I’m clean. You’ll be fine,” Sam typed, “Besides, after how much you enjoyed sucking my cock, I think you’re going to like being my regular bottom. How does tomorrow around 8 p.m. sound?”
“Do I have any choice?” I typed, “I’ll leave a key for you under the lamp on the table right outside the 4th floor elevator.”
“Make sure your naked and cleaned out back there when I arrive,” Sam typed, “I never want to see you with clothes on again now that you’re my bitch.”
“I’ll be ready, but I want that picture destroyed as part of the deal,” I typed.
“That’s fair,” Sam typed, “I let you delete it when we are done.”
“I’m ruined,” I thought to myself.
I was now thoroughly ashamed of myself for jeopardizing my career and my marriage because I got drunk and wanted to experience a gay fantasy. I couldn’t imagine the damage that Sam’s picture would do if it was ever released. I knew I had to do whatever he wanted to destroy that picture.
I closed the application, turned off my laptop and got into bed. I tossed and turned all night thinking about what I let happen.
Paying the Blackmailer
I moved through the next day like a zombie. All I could think about was being sodomized against my will by Sam and his large cock. I searched online and found out how to prepare myself for anal sex. It was disgusting but I had to do it. I got the supplies on the way home from the office.
I changed into my casual shorts due to the heat and headed out to dinner. I had a quick bite of pasta at my usual Italian restaurant and then headed over to my dive bar to get liquored up. I ordered my first martini and considered my situation.
“You deserve this, you moron,” I said to myself as I took a large swallow of my second martini, “now you’re going to have to be this giant slack-jaw’s bitch.”
I ordered a third martini and watched two cougars at the end of the bar watching me get hammered. One of them approached, smiling with her drink in her hand.
“Cindy and I have been watching you and it looks like you’re having your own private party over here. Do you want to join us?” she asked, smiling, and then taking a sip of her drink.
“I would love to,” I said, “but I was just about to leave for the evening. This is my regular spot, I’m in here almost every night, could I take a rain check?”
“How about just one more with us,” she asked.
“Why not,” I said, throwing up my arms.
I grabbed my drink and followed my new friend down to her end of the bar.
“I’m Mike,” I said, holding out my hand for Cindy, then kissing it when she placed it in mine.
“I’m Joni,” said the woman who invited me over, holding her hand out for the same treatment I gave Cindy.
We sat and talked while I had my fourth martini. The booze was making these two women look like supermodels to me. I was thinking about ditching Sam and working my way into a threesome with these two lusty cougars. I looked at my watch and discovered it was already 7:30 p.m.
“Wow. I’ve got to go,” I slurred as I waved Ed over to pay my bill, “I’ll pick up the tab ladies, thanks for the wonderful evening.”
I paid my bill and headed back to the Intercontinental. I cleaned myself out and put the new bottle of lube I bought on the bed stand. Then I put my spare key card in the normal spot under the lamp. Finally, I took a shower, put everything away and waited on the couch, naked for Sam.
At 8:05 p.m. the key card clicked in my door and the door opened. In walked the mountain of a man from last night. He was wearing overalls and a t-shirt underneath.
“There’s my naked bottom bitch,” Sam said with a smile as he unbuttoned the suspenders of his overalls and let them fall to the floor exposing his swinging dick.
“Are you ready to take Daddy’s big cock in both your holes tonight?” Sam said with a creepy smile. Then he took off his shirt as he walked to the bed and lied on his back putting his hands behind his head.
I got up from the couch and walked over to the bed, resigned to get this over with. I crawled between Sam’s spread legs and took his seven-and-a-half-inch cock into my mouth for the second time in as many days.
“That’s it, worship my big dick. Get it hard for me so I can fuck your ass with it,” Sam moaned.
I quietly bobbed on Sam’s cock until it was fully erect. Then in one quick move, just as Ray taught me, I took his cock down my throat until my nose was against Sam’s pubic bone.
“Holy shit! When did you learn to do that?” Sam asked in a shocked voice, placing his huge hands on either side of my head.
“Look at you making Daddy’s big cock disappear down your throat,” Sam chided, “Do my balls feel good on your chin like that?”
I could tell that Sam was enjoying his power over me. The alcohol and my lewd actions were starting to really turn me on. I could feel my cock getting rock hard.
“That hot throat is going to make me cum, you fucking slut,” Sam warned, his breath getting jagged, “that’s OK, I recover quickly.”
“Keep taking my cock like that, I’m going to blow my load down your throat,” Sam growled.
Seconds later, I felt Sam’s cock throb in my throat as he started pumping one of his legendary huge loads down my throat. After about 8 long cum blasts, Sam pulled out and gave me another facial.