gay seduction

i would love to be seduced ,told what to do like wearing wifes panties or lingerie then telling me im his bitch and fiinish with him breeding me
Ummm... I do get the appeal. But it doesn't sound like “seduction” to me.
 
anyone else fantasize about being seduced by a gay man and you get so turned on you give in and submit. what would you like to do or be done to you?
Back in April I was out in New Orleans for work. When I got into town it was late, and I checked in about 7pm. The guy who checked me in (Marc) was in his 20s, cute, and well dressed. He was very warm and pleasant. As I was checking in, he was telling me about all the hotel amenities and different places to do when in town. During the check in he asked if I needed one or two keys, I told him one and he commented that I was too handsome to be alone, especially in New Orleans, so I probably wouldn’t be alone too long. We both laughed and I told him I was married and was in town only for a few days on business. But my wife gave me a hall pass just in case. He said that I shouldn’t let that go to waste, we laughed again and I went up to my room. Once in my room, I unpacked, took a shower, and laid down a took about an hour nap. When I woke up it was about 10, and I didn’t feel like going out, so I decided to grab a bite at the hotel bar. I threw on a pair of old baggy Polo sweat pants I use to sleep in, a t shirt, and my flip flops. When I got down to the hotel bar, they had a live band playing and the bar area was packed and people were having a great time, some were dancing while others just at tables, couches, or at the bar. I found a spot at the bar. Ordered a drink and some food. While I was watching the band playing, I heard someone ask me, “You’re staying in?” I look over to reply and see it’s Marc. I told him I was too tired to go out and he joked that I missing out on one night of my hall pass. I shrugged and laughed and then he leaned in and whispered that the hotel bar was always a good place to make friends. We both laughed and I asked if making small talk with guests was part of his job, and he said he had just gotten off and was gonna grab a drink and listen to the music before he went home. I asked if I could buy him a drink, which he accepted and we chatted while I ate and listened to the music. It was about midnight, when I told him I was gonna head up to bed, and he asked if I wanted one more drink before bed. I told him sure, and he added that we could take them up to my room. I was like WE? And he laughed and said he misspoke he meant you, but added, “but if you’re asking me up to your room?” And we both laughed. The drinks came, and I started to get up and walk away, looked back and asked , “are you coming?” He smiled and we went up to my room. Once in my room we quickly finished our drinks and he pulled down my sweats, and my hard dick flopped out. He took me into his mouth, gripped my shaft, spit on the head of my dick, then proceeded to give me a sloppy bj. It’s was so good, my hands were in his hair, I was getting close, he pulled his head away, walked me over to the bed and sat me down on the edge. My glistening hard cock sticking straight up as he got undressed. He quickly took off his suit and as he pulled off his undershirt he had very lean fit frame. He pulled down his briefs and his hard shaved cock bounced out. He then stepped between my legs. His hard dick in my face which I gripped and lean forward, licking the head, then deep throating him. He was impressed as I began slurping and sucking his beautiful cock. After a few minutes of sucking, he pulled out my mouth, dropped between my legs, gripped me by my thighs and lifted them, pushing me on my back, and lifting my ass in the air. He then spread my cheeks as my feet rested on his shoulders. His tongue pressed against my hole and he began eating me out. I was moaning in pleasure, telling him how good his tongue felt as it darted in and out my ass. After minutes of him massaging my prostate with his tongue I was begging him to fuck me. In fact, my exact words were, “Fuck my faggot cunt!” And that’s what he did. Fuck he felt so good, after only a few minutes of him sliding in and out I orgasmed. My cum sprayed on my face and chest as he fucked me so good. He came moments later. And we cuddled for the rest of the night.
 
Back in April I was out in New Orleans for work. When I got into town it was late, and I checked in about 7pm. The guy who checked me in (Marc) was in his 20s, cute, and well dressed. He was very warm and pleasant. As I was checking in, he was telling me about all the hotel amenities and different places to do when in town. During the check in he asked if I needed one or two keys, I told him one and he commented that I was too handsome to be alone, especially in New Orleans, so I probably wouldn’t be alone too long. We both laughed and I told him I was married and was in town only for a few days on business. But my wife gave me a hall pass just in case. He said that I shouldn’t let that go to waste, we laughed again and I went up to my room. Once in my room, I unpacked, took a shower, and laid down a took about an hour nap. When I woke up it was about 10, and I didn’t feel like going out, so I decided to grab a bite at the hotel bar. I threw on a pair of old baggy Polo sweat pants I use to sleep in, a t shirt, and my flip flops. When I got down to the hotel bar, they had a live band playing and the bar area was packed and people were having a great time, some were dancing while others just at tables, couches, or at the bar. I found a spot at the bar. Ordered a drink and some food. While I was watching the band playing, I heard someone ask me, “You’re staying in?” I look over to reply and see it’s Marc. I told him I was too tired to go out and he joked that I missing out on one night of my hall pass. I shrugged and laughed and then he leaned in and whispered that the hotel bar was always a good place to make friends. We both laughed and I asked if making small talk with guests was part of his job, and he said he had just gotten off and was gonna grab a drink and listen to the music before he went home. I asked if I could buy him a drink, which he accepted and we chatted while I ate and listened to the music. It was about midnight, when I told him I was gonna head up to bed, and he asked if I wanted one more drink before bed. I told him sure, and he added that we could take them up to my room. I was like WE? And he laughed and said he misspoke he meant you, but added, “but if you’re asking me up to your room?” And we both laughed. The drinks came, and I started to get up and walk away, looked back and asked , “are you coming?” He smiled and we went up to my room. Once in my room we quickly finished our drinks and he pulled down my sweats, and my hard dick flopped out. He took me into his mouth, gripped my shaft, spit on the head of my dick, then proceeded to give me a sloppy bj. It’s was so good, my hands were in his hair, I was getting close, he pulled his head away, walked me over to the bed and sat me down on the edge. My glistening hard cock sticking straight up as he got undressed. He quickly took off his suit and as he pulled off his undershirt he had very lean fit frame. He pulled down his briefs and his hard shaved cock bounced out. He then stepped between my legs. His hard dick in my face which I gripped and lean forward, licking the head, then deep throating him. He was impressed as I began slurping and sucking his beautiful cock. After a few minutes of sucking, he pulled out my mouth, dropped between my legs, gripped me by my thighs and lifted them, pushing me on my back, and lifting my ass in the air. He then spread my cheeks as my feet rested on his shoulders. His tongue pressed against my hole and he began eating me out. I was moaning in pleasure, telling him how good his tongue felt as it darted in and out my ass. After minutes of him massaging my prostate with his tongue I was begging him to fuck me. In fact, my exact words were, “Fuck my faggot cunt!” And that’s what he did. Fuck he felt so good, after only a few minutes of him sliding in and out I orgasmed. My cum sprayed on my face and chest as he fucked me so good. He came moments later. And we cuddled for the rest of the night.
Wow, that is one hot evening! Glad you made the most of your stay in New Orleans. 😍
 
Back in April I was out in New Orleans for work. When I got into town it was late, and I checked in about 7pm. The guy who checked me in (Marc) was in his 20s, cute, and well dressed. He was very warm and pleasant. As I was checking in, he was telling me about all the hotel amenities and different places to do when in town. During the check in he asked if I needed one or two keys, I told him one and he commented that I was too handsome to be alone, especially in New Orleans, so I probably wouldn’t be alone too long. We both laughed and I told him I was married and was in town only for a few days on business. But my wife gave me a hall pass just in case. He said that I shouldn’t let that go to waste, we laughed again and I went up to my room. Once in my room, I unpacked, took a shower, and laid down a took about an hour nap. When I woke up it was about 10, and I didn’t feel like going out, so I decided to grab a bite at the hotel bar. I threw on a pair of old baggy Polo sweat pants I use to sleep in, a t shirt, and my flip flops. When I got down to the hotel bar, they had a live band playing and the bar area was packed and people were having a great time, some were dancing while others just at tables, couches, or at the bar. I found a spot at the bar. Ordered a drink and some food. While I was watching the band playing, I heard someone ask me, “You’re staying in?” I look over to reply and see it’s Marc. I told him I was too tired to go out and he joked that I missing out on one night of my hall pass. I shrugged and laughed and then he leaned in and whispered that the hotel bar was always a good place to make friends. We both laughed and I asked if making small talk with guests was part of his job, and he said he had just gotten off and was gonna grab a drink and listen to the music before he went home. I asked if I could buy him a drink, which he accepted and we chatted while I ate and listened to the music. It was about midnight, when I told him I was gonna head up to bed, and he asked if I wanted one more drink before bed. I told him sure, and he added that we could take them up to my room. I was like WE? And he laughed and said he misspoke he meant you, but added, “but if you’re asking me up to your room?” And we both laughed. The drinks came, and I started to get up and walk away, looked back and asked , “are you coming?” He smiled and we went up to my room. Once in my room we quickly finished our drinks and he pulled down my sweats, and my hard dick flopped out. He took me into his mouth, gripped my shaft, spit on the head of my dick, then proceeded to give me a sloppy bj. It’s was so good, my hands were in his hair, I was getting close, he pulled his head away, walked me over to the bed and sat me down on the edge. My glistening hard cock sticking straight up as he got undressed. He quickly took off his suit and as he pulled off his undershirt he had very lean fit frame. He pulled down his briefs and his hard shaved cock bounced out. He then stepped between my legs. His hard dick in my face which I gripped and lean forward, licking the head, then deep throating him. He was impressed as I began slurping and sucking his beautiful cock. After a few minutes of sucking, he pulled out my mouth, dropped between my legs, gripped me by my thighs and lifted them, pushing me on my back, and lifting my ass in the air. He then spread my cheeks as my feet rested on his shoulders. His tongue pressed against my hole and he began eating me out. I was moaning in pleasure, telling him how good his tongue felt as it darted in and out my ass. After minutes of him massaging my prostate with his tongue I was begging him to fuck me. In fact, my exact words were, “Fuck my faggot cunt!” And that’s what he did. Fuck he felt so good, after only a few minutes of him sliding in and out I orgasmed. My cum sprayed on my face and chest as he fucked me so good. He came moments later. And we cuddled for the rest of the nightI found my source for the night. DAMN! SO! FUCKING! HOT! 💦💦💦💦💦

Back in April I was out in New Orleans for work. When I got into town it was late, and I checked in about 7pm. The guy who checked me in (Marc) was in his 20s, cute, and well dressed. He was very warm and pleasant. As I was checking in, he was telling me about all the hotel amenities and different places to do when in town. During the check in he asked if I needed one or two keys, I told him one and he commented that I was too handsome to be alone, especially in New Orleans, so I probably wouldn’t be alone too long. We both laughed and I told him I was married and was in town only for a few days on business. But my wife gave me a hall pass just in case. He said that I shouldn’t let that go to waste, we laughed again and I went up to my room. Once in my room, I unpacked, took a shower, and laid down a took about an hour nap. When I woke up it was about 10, and I didn’t feel like going out, so I decided to grab a bite at the hotel bar. I threw on a pair of old baggy Polo sweat pants I use to sleep in, a t shirt, and my flip flops. When I got down to the hotel bar, they had a live band playing and the bar area was packed and people were having a great time, some were dancing while others just at tables, couches, or at the bar. I found a spot at the bar. Ordered a drink and some food. While I was watching the band playing, I heard someone ask me, “You’re staying in?” I look over to reply and see it’s Marc. I told him I was too tired to go out and he joked that I missing out on one night of my hall pass. I shrugged and laughed and then he leaned in and whispered that the hotel bar was always a good place to make friends. We both laughed and I asked if making small talk with guests was part of his job, and he said he had just gotten off and was gonna grab a drink and listen to the music before he went home. I asked if I could buy him a drink, which he accepted and we chatted while I ate and listened to the music. It was about midnight, when I told him I was gonna head up to bed, and he asked if I wanted one more drink before bed. I told him sure, and he added that we could take them up to my room. I was like WE? And he laughed and said he misspoke he meant you, but added, “but if you’re asking me up to your room?” And we both laughed. The drinks came, and I started to get up and walk away, looked back and asked , “are you coming?” He smiled and we went up to my room. Once in my room we quickly finished our drinks and he pulled down my sweats, and my hard dick flopped out. He took me into his mouth, gripped my shaft, spit on the head of my dick, then proceeded to give me a sloppy bj. It’s was so good, my hands were in his hair, I was getting close, he pulled his head away, walked me over to the bed and sat me down on the edge. My glistening hard cock sticking straight up as he got undressed. He quickly took off his suit and as he pulled off his undershirt he had very lean fit frame. He pulled down his briefs and his hard shaved cock bounced out. He then stepped between my legs. His hard dick in my face which I gripped and lean forward, licking the head, then deep throating him. He was impressed as I began slurping and sucking his beautiful cock. After a few minutes of sucking, he pulled out my mouth, dropped between my legs, gripped me by my thighs and lifted them, pushing me on my back, and lifting my ass in the air. He then spread my cheeks as my feet rested on his shoulders. His tongue pressed against my hole and he began eating me out. I was moaning in pleasure, telling him how good his tongue felt as it darted in and out my ass. After minutes of him massaging my prostate with his tongue I was begging him to fuck me. In fact, my exact words were, “Fuck my faggot cunt!” And that’s what he did. Fuck he felt so good, after only a few minutes of him sliding in and out I orgasmed. My cum sprayed on my face and chest as he fucked me so good. He came moments later. And we cuddled for the rest of the night.
DAMN! SO! FUCKING! HOT! 💦💦💦💦💦

Literally! 💦💦💦💦💦

Thanks! 🤩
 
Back in April I was out in New Orleans for work. When I got into town it was late, and I checked in about 7pm. The guy who checked me in (Marc) was in his 20s, cute, and well dressed. He was very warm and pleasant. As I was checking in, he was telling me about all the hotel amenities and different places to do when in town. During the check in he asked if I needed one or two keys, I told him one and he commented that I was too handsome to be alone, especially in New Orleans, so I probably wouldn’t be alone too long. We both laughed and I told him I was married and was in town only for a few days on business. But my wife gave me a hall pass just in case. He said that I shouldn’t let that go to waste, we laughed again and I went up to my room. Once in my room, I unpacked, took a shower, and laid down a took about an hour nap. When I woke up it was about 10, and I didn’t feel like going out, so I decided to grab a bite at the hotel bar. I threw on a pair of old baggy Polo sweat pants I use to sleep in, a t shirt, and my flip flops. When I got down to the hotel bar, they had a live band playing and the bar area was packed and people were having a great time, some were dancing while others just at tables, couches, or at the bar. I found a spot at the bar. Ordered a drink and some food. While I was watching the band playing, I heard someone ask me, “You’re staying in?” I look over to reply and see it’s Marc. I told him I was too tired to go out and he joked that I missing out on one night of my hall pass. I shrugged and laughed and then he leaned in and whispered that the hotel bar was always a good place to make friends. We both laughed and I asked if making small talk with guests was part of his job, and he said he had just gotten off and was gonna grab a drink and listen to the music before he went home. I asked if I could buy him a drink, which he accepted and we chatted while I ate and listened to the music. It was about midnight, when I told him I was gonna head up to bed, and he asked if I wanted one more drink before bed. I told him sure, and he added that we could take them up to my room. I was like WE? And he laughed and said he misspoke he meant you, but added, “but if you’re asking me up to your room?” And we both laughed. The drinks came, and I started to get up and walk away, looked back and asked , “are you coming?” He smiled and we went up to my room. Once in my room we quickly finished our drinks and he pulled down my sweats, and my hard dick flopped out. He took me into his mouth, gripped my shaft, spit on the head of my dick, then proceeded to give me a sloppy bj. It’s was so good, my hands were in his hair, I was getting close, he pulled his head away, walked me over to the bed and sat me down on the edge. My glistening hard cock sticking straight up as he got undressed. He quickly took off his suit and as he pulled off his undershirt he had very lean fit frame. He pulled down his briefs and his hard shaved cock bounced out. He then stepped between my legs. His hard dick in my face which I gripped and lean forward, licking the head, then deep throating him. He was impressed as I began slurping and sucking his beautiful cock. After a few minutes of sucking, he pulled out my mouth, dropped between my legs, gripped me by my thighs and lifted them, pushing me on my back, and lifting my ass in the air. He then spread my cheeks as my feet rested on his shoulders. His tongue pressed against my hole and he began eating me out. I was moaning in pleasure, telling him how good his tongue felt as it darted in and out my ass. After minutes of him massaging my prostate with his tongue I was begging him to fuck me. In fact, my exact words were, “Fuck my faggot cunt!” And that’s what he did. Fuck he felt so good, after only a few minutes of him sliding in and out I orgasmed. My cum sprayed on my face and chest as he fucked me so good. He came moments later. And we cuddled for the rest of the night.
very hot ! Had me stroking to your story wishing I was you
 
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