My prime British muscle cock needed sucking!

I travel a lot, and over the years I’ve learned one very important lesson – if you stay in high-quality hotels there’s always a “fixer” ready to get you whatever you need, almost without limit. The first time I discovered this I was in Paris for a business meeting and got to the hotel desperate to hook up and get my British muscle cock drained by an experienced and hungry sub. I told the guy behind the desk almost that exact thing and he quickly wrote down an address for a club.

It turned out I didn’t need it, less than an hour later he was interrupting my shower and inviting himself into my room to do the job himself. See what I mean? You can get almost anything you need at these high-price places.

He grabbed my towel and pulled it off and got down on his knees ready to suck my big dick straight away, unzipping his suit trousers and pulling out his long uncut dick to wank himself off. You guys all know I don’t give it up that easy and he soon realised there was gonna be more to it than that just sucking my dick.

My naked body was there to be fully appreciated, and he needed to make a meal of me before getting dessert.

He kept trying to grab my cock while he was licking my massive nipples and burying his face in my armpit, but after a couple of minutes of me batting his hands away and directing him to other areas he soon got the idea and spent a good while licking every vein he could find, slurping every mound of flesh his tongue discovered while I posed and flexed.

The language barrier made it really hot. Normally I would be ordering a sub like him around and telling him in graphic language exactly what to do, but I couldn’t do that with him. I had to show him, leading him with my hands, jamming his face against my naked muscle, showing him where to lick.

Eventually I gave him what he wanted when he indicated that he had to get back to the desk. I had a plan that he would come back for a longer session after his shift but I knew I needed to reward him to make that happen. I pushed him down on the floor and jammed my cock in his face, making him choke on my dick. I got the feeling he wasn’t used to sucking cock because he spluttered a few times and tried to just suck on my tip, but he didn’t last long before his cock was launching a massive mess of cum all over the carpet.

He tried to get up as soon as he was done shooting his load out, but I held him there with one hand and wanked off with the other, pumping my own massive mess out all over his face. He was fucking drenched in my load by the end of it, almost blowing cum bubbles while my juice dripped down over his lips.

I didn’t tell him he still had cum dripping down his waistcoat when he wiped off his face and left.

He was back that night and spent more than an hour worshiping my body before I let him suck another load out of my British muscle cock.

You know, I never did check out that club he recommended! I’ll have to take a look the next time I go.