I knew my first business trip, which was also my first time traveling solo without my parents and siblings, would be a big deal, but I had no idea my wildest sexual fantasies were about to come true. The tech company that hired me on sent me to a big training seminar in Vegas. New employees from their main Seattle, San Francisco, and New York offices were there, as well as people like me from the smaller satellite offices. They wanted us to get to know one another so we'd have a sense of who was who when communicating via phone and email. I was from the small Chicago office. Anthony, who seduced me and basically made me his sex slave, was from the New York office.

We studied various computer applications we'd be using and got a thorough orientation about the company's culture during the days but evenings, after five, we were free to do as we pleased. I had planned to get out and about, see the city, and take in some shows, but as it turned out, I spent most nights in the hotel room naked on my knees servicing Anthony's long, thick, hard cock.

He gently but firmly took complete control of me. Nights after our computer training was done, my other training, the training to become Anthony's perfect little cock-slave began. With his strong hands firmly gripping my head, he thrusted his long, thick, hard cock forward and back inside my mouth as I sucked and licked and slobbered all over it. He instructed me gently with a quiet voice until I mastered the fine art of deepthroat.

He whispered sweet words of encouragement. He told me what a gorgeous young man I was. He said that young men as small, lithe, and beautiful as I was were born to be fucked like women by larger, stronger, dominant men like him. He told me I was in my proper place when I knelt before him and let him use my pretty mouth as a toy for his big cock.

But let me back up and tell you how this all began. The first night of the seminar, Anthony, his assigned roommate, and my assigned roommate approached me in the conference center lobby and asked if I wouldn't mind switching and rooming with Anthony. The other two guys were high school friends who'd fallen out of touch during college, they explained. They wanted to room together and get reacquainted.

Anthony looked at me, raised his eyebrows, and quickly said that he was fine with the idea. “I already agreed to the plan,” he said. “As long as you don't have any objections, Trevor, it's a done deal.”