“Nice to meet you,” Callum said, “I’ve stayed here a few times but never seen you.”
“I never normally have to come down here.” He replied.
Then Callum spotted his wedding ring and he knew this was going to be a quick turn.
Something Callum had learnt whilst working away a lot was that married men were easier to seduce. Most of them were in sexless marriages, especially if they had to work away a lot. The straight guys could get prostitutes or try and hit on girls, but the married men saw themselves as safe, something that Callum used to his advantage.
“Does your wife get as grumpy as mine when you have to work away?” Callum joked with Patrick and pointed to his ring.
“Oh, yeah, she does.” Patrick replied with a little laugh.
“Yeah, mine barely speaks to me for a few days when I get back.” Callum said with a deep chuckle and nudged the smaller man.
“Oh yeah, I get that.” Patrick joked back, although it was obvious he was uncomfortable with Callum being so close to him.
“I would moan about her not letting me have sex with her for a few days but at least I get some action whilst I work away.” Callum then said, planting the seed.
“Oh, I wouldn’t know about that.” Patrick then replied awkwardly.
“Really? Nearly every time I work away there are men in the hotels looking to suck some dick.” Callum told him in a slow, firm tone.
“I… I’m not gay.” Patrick nervously stuttered out.
“Is that so,” Callum said then he placed his big hand onto Patrick’s thigh and gripped onto him, “Or have you just not had the right opportunity?”
“I…. I… I…” Patrick stuttered.
Callum stared deep into his eyes and saw the confusion inside of him. Then, he leaned in close.
“You’re telling me you’ve never thought about wrapping your pretty lips around a big… hard… cock?” Callum whispered and gripped his thigh again.
“I… I haven’t.” He nervously whispered back.
Patrick’s eyes looked around the bar, worried that someone might see or hear them.
As Callum stared at his prey, he knew he needed to work fast if he was going to turn this man into his dirty little slut.
He moved his hand onto Patrick’s crotch and to no surprise he was as hard as a rock.
“Listen,” Callum said and moved his mouth to he was slightly grazing Patrick’s ear, “If you want to, no one will ever know. We can go to my room and you can suck on my cock.”
Patrick couldn’t believe what was happening, he was having a quiet evening alone and now he had a big, strong man holding his hard cock and wanting him to suck his cock.
Callum lightly bit onto Patrick’s ear lobe and pulled back but left his hand grabbing Patrick’s dick from outside of his jeans.
“I… I don’t know.” Patrick whispered in more of a moan.
“But I do,” Callum said and then moved back a little and pulled his hand away, “You’re coming to my room, now.”
Callum knew he had planted the idea firmly into Patrick’s head and he knew he was turned on by it. So, he stood up and stared at his prey.
“Come on.” He forcefully ordered.
That brief second or two where he could see the internal fighting in Patrick’s eyes was what Callum loved. He could see this man who had been straight his entire life now considering going back to his room to suck a cock.
Without saying a word, Patrick stood up and Callum knew he had successfully turned another.
Callum walked to his room with Patrick closely behind him. They entered his room and when the door closed Callum lunged at Patrick and held him firmly against the wall.
He moved his face within an inch of Patrick’s and stared into his eyes.
“You’ve never sucked a dick before?” Callum whispered to him, holding his hand against Patrick’s chest.
“N-no.” Patrick stuttered back.
“But you want to suck mine?” Callum asked him whilst at the same time undoing Patrick’s belt.
“I… I think so.” Patrick whispered.
With his belt and his jeans undone, Callum reached under Patrick’s boxers and grabbed his hard cock.
“You’re going to suck my cock and swallow my cum like a good little slut, aren’t you?” Callum whispered to him and leaned across to lick and suck on Patrick’s neck.
He gripped and slowly stroked Patrick’s cock that felt about 5 inches long.
Callum loved turning men, but he also loved when he got them so fucking horny that he could do or say anything to them.
“Oh god…. Yes.” Patrick moaned as Callum slowly wanked his cock and pleasured his neck.
His precum was leaking over Callum’s hand.
“Good boy.” Callum whispered, he bit Patrick’s neck one last time and stood back.
He silently walked over to the arm chair in the corner of the room and left Patrick to stand against the wall.
Callum then turned around and sat down with his legs spread wide, staring at his horny prey.
“Get on your knees.” He ordered.
He could tell that Patrick was still confused over the whole dominance dynamic, although he was desperately horny.
“Now!” Callum ordered firmly and to success.
Patrick lowered himself onto his knees. He couldn’t believe he was in this position, a grown, married man being summoned to his knees by a stranger.
“Good boy,” Callum said, loving to humiliate his turns, “Now, crawl to me.”
Patrick had already mentally accepted what he was about to do and something about Callum’s tone made him feel forced to obey.
He slowly crawled towards Callum who was smiling at his conquest. When he finally got between Callum’s thick legs he looked up for further instruction.
“Now, take out my cock.” Callum ordered.
Patrick was silent as his hands reached up for Callum’s belt. He was shaking as he fumbled about. Eventually he was able to undo it and unzip his belt.
“Pull them down.” Callum ordered.
Patrick wrapped his fingers around Callum’s waist band and when he sat up Patrick started to pull them down.
Finally, Callum’s big, hard cock sprung free and Patrick let out a loud gasp when he saw it.
“I usually get that reaction.” Callum said with a confident smirk.
“It’s… so big.” Patrick said, unable to take his eyes off of it.
Patrick kept pulling Callum’s jeans down until they were down to his ankles. Callum sat back to make himself more comfortable as he watched Patrick drool over his cock.
Yep, he’s going to be a lifetime faggot now, Callum thought to himself.
Callum was about to give Patrick another order but he reached across and took the big cock in his hands on his own.
“There we go.” Callum complimented.
Patrick’s eyes were almost bulging out of his head whilst looking at Callum’s thick meant. His hand very slowly stroked up and down the thick cock, marvelling at its beauty.
Very slowly, Callum put his finger onto Patrick’s chin and forced him to look up.
“Tell me what you want.” Callum said firmly, wanting to hear Patrick admit it.
“I want… I want to suck your dick.” Patrick whispered, although he couldn’t believe the words left his mouth.
“Go on then,” Callum whispered and let go of his chin, “Become my cocksucker.”
Patrick’s eyes went wide at hearing the word cocksucker, but that didn’t stop him.
He licked his lips one last time and lowered his head.
When Callum felt the warmth of his mouth and his lips wrap around his thick cock, he let out a heavy moan.