A gay story: Gay New Orleans Experience I was working for a security firm immediately after Katrina, keeping unwanted people out of our clients establishments. I had numerous locations to secure and check on from time to time and as normalcy was restored to the area so did some weird sexual experiences. They were all wonderful sexual experiences for me.
I am a married,man who enjoys gay sex with others from time to time and this time away from home was a great chance for me to explore. There were some locals still in the city who were working their regular jobs or doing other work to help clean up the city. I soon found out that there were lots of men who wanted what I did, sex with other guys.
I ran ads on craigslist and invited guys to my hotel room where our employer had rooms for us. Since I enjoy being submissive to others it was not too difficult to find men who needed relief and satisfaction. My problem was getting them past men I worked with and into my room without others knowing what I was up to. So, I would sneak them into the hotel thru a rear entrance and I was soon on my knees giving them what they wanted, a blow job. I had satisfied at least five men before I came across someone who wanted to “take me” from the rear. He was a big man, 6’3″ 220 with a vey nice size package. He was dominant and soon had me bent over the chair and entered me fast, deep and hard. It was what I had wanted for some time and I enjoyed him being inside of me. He spanked me as he took pleasure with me and I loved that too. When he was finished he let me know what was coming and he exploded inside of me and I felt it. When he pulled out I felt his fluid run down my legs.
He took no time in dressing, thanking me and leaving me there….totally exhausted.
Next experience was at night as I walked thru the French Quarter, just walking around. I noticed a man I thought was following me so I kept an eye on him and he kept getting closer. As I walked thru the streets, farther away from businesses and into the residential area, I could see him getting closer. I stopped along the street and kind of hid under a tree, and as he got closer I could see that his cock was out of his trousers. He stopped in front of me, dropped his pants and pushed me down to my knees. He told me, ordered me, to take it into my mouth. I did, and he soon had a hold of my head and was using my mouth for his pleasure. I did not try to discourage him because I enjoyed being used like that, and out in the open like that too. He soon was satisfied and I swallowed his juice and loved it. He left me there, on my knees with a smile on my face. I still wonder why or how he followed me, but am glad he did.
After we, the 22 employees of the security company I worked for, were moved into a four star hotel in the French Quarter I became the supervisor for the group. Giving me special favors like a room to myself, while the others had to share rooms. I still invited men to my room to use me as often as I could and I continued to give blow jobs and let some take me (top me) anyway they wanted to. One man, a Latino who was older and very cute, enjoyed giving me golden showers both before and after he would top me. He was a fantastic and well endowed man who enjoyed having me on my back as he penetrated me and often had me bend over on the balcony as he raped me over and over and over……always satisfying himself by ejaculating inside of me.
Before I had to return home, my Latino friend brought two of his friends with him and the three of them took turns penetrating me all over my hotel room and in all kinds of positions, some of which I had never tried. They all gave me cum facials, one at a time and finished me off in the shower by pissing all over my naked body.
I will always remember my experiences in the French Quarter.