Angry Pants and the Sex Addict

Matt's POV:

I scroll throw my phone until i find the perfect hotel. Luckily they have rooms available. I book at room at the Hotel Monteleone. I look it up Spirits On Bourbon the bar Brian was seen in front of. It's a seven minute walk from my hotel.

The directions are perfect. I follow them step by step. First I head northwest toward Royal Street 50 feet. Next it tells me to turn right onto Royal Street in 0.1 mile.

Followed by left on to Conti Street 350 feet. Another turn this tone to the right on Bourbon Street 0.2 miles. Spirits On Bourbon is on the left exactly where it's supposed to be.

I head into the bar. I sit facing the door.

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It's close to three am and there's no sign off Brian. I decide to call it a night.

Walking into the room I shut and lock the door behind me. My clothes are stripped. I climb into the bed.

I didn't know where I was. I couldn't see a single thing. A mouth against my neck.

It sucks, licks and nips a path down to my hips. Suddenly my cock is swallowed whole. A hand reaches up.

I blink. My eyes quickly adjust to the light. A groan falls from lips as my dick slides down this throat. Looking down I'm met with the sight of gorgeous brown eyes.

The delicious tan hunk sucking me off is none other than...

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