At last I had done it....got the nerve to call an escort service, and ask for a Male escort. Now I waited here in my cheap off-the-strip motel; waited for "Jerry" to arrive. The lady on the end of the line had been nice, and to my relief, non-judgmental and didn't ask my name, to which I would have lied anyway. As I had on the form in the motel office. She had answered my questions; yes, we have male escorts...yes, some of them will "entertain" men.....well there's Sammy, he's 5'8", brown hair 156#. Too small, I thought.
John is 6'0" even...Very good-looking, but he is busy til later. Jerry is free, and you said you liked blonds? He works part-time, and to-nite he could see you. After hanging up, I took a second shower, wanting to be right for my first man, and feeling like I was sweating gallons. I took his call wrapped in a towel, looking at my reflection in a mirror.
I stammered thru a 2-minute call, knowing I was making an ass of myself. He sounded nice, tho, and he told me to relax , and fix us a drink, or something. I had just finish rolling one when the knock came. I opened the door to the most beautiful man I could have imagined. "May I?", he smiled as he brush past me into the room. "I have to see the fee money up front", he said apologetically. I fumbled it out of my wallet as he dialed his dispatcher that all was ok. I handed him a coke and said I hoped he liked reefer. Only good stuff, he told me with a smile, and I relaxed a little. He lit the joint I handed him, and we sat down together on the 2-man couch, and made small-talk. "don't worry about the hourly rate.
I don't keep close track, so just relax, and don't think about the money." I wasn't...I was thinking about his lean, muscular frame, and those sexy legs, and those tight shorts. But I thanked him, and said I had never done this before. He took a toke, exhaled, and said that was his favorite type of client, and that my good looks was a plus. I thanked him, but said I was a lump of coal to his diamond. What did he see in me that looked good. "Your face is friendly, and your ass has a nice swing to it. I blushed then and asked what he thought of my outfit.
He laughed...I was still wearing my towel. "Stand up and model it" So I did , feeling silly, and ...girlish, ready to do whatever he said. Nice, very nice, he said and how did I like his clothes? "they would look better on the floor", I said. At that he stood up, crushed out the J, and said I would have to take care of that matter myself."But first", he continued, as he removed my towel, I'll take care of this . He turned back to me, and I started undoing his shirt buttons, as he rubbed my shoulders with his strong hands. A little downward pressure, and i sunk to my knees, as he shed his shirt. I looked up into his eyes as i undid his fly, pulled down on the zipper, and started as his semi-hard cock fell out of his pants...no underwear, good. His cock was inches from my face; he told me to look at it, look closely for the first time at another man's equipment. You like it, don't you?
I shook my head yes; my mouth was dry, I couldn't talk. He guided my hand to it, and I stroked him lightly. "Harder, you know how much pressure you use when you masturbate, like that......very good, Greg." I saw a drop form on the head...it glistened in the lamplight. I leaned forward, and rubbed the tip of his cock against my lips. His pre-cum formed a string from my mouth to his cock, and the ice was broken. I licked the string into my mouth as I moved forward again.
I licked at his pee-hole, I put the head in my mouth. He moaned slighttly as he maneuvered my head with his right hand. My own right hand was caressing his buns; firm and tight, with no tan-lines. Smooth to my touch, in the same silken way as his manhood felt in my mouth. After a few minutes maybe, as i had lost track of time, he pulled my head away. I surprised myself by trying to lean forward to keep it from leaving my mouth. " I could cum in a minute, Greg if that is what you want." I want more I said. "I want to kiss your ass!" Had I gone to far? Look at it first, he said as he smiled and turned away from me.Tell me does it look good? "Oh Yes!", I said, "It looks delicious!"
Are you hungry? he asked me, do you want to eat my ass? I rubbed my face against his tanned buns, savoring the faint smell of sweat and sexual arousal. He wanted me, I could feel it, and the thought made me giddy with forbidden lust. my lips brushed his buns as I moved to the crack separating them. I pushed inward, my nose slipping between his cheeks, til it came to rest on his anus. With my hands on his hips, I rubbed up , then down, then up again across his asshole, surrendering my dignity. Then I let my tongue slip out, and it flicked across the same territory. Jerry pointed out that he could see by our reflection in the mirror that he was giving me pleasure.
"Taste it, Greg, taste inside my ass-hole" I complied eagerly, fucking him with my tongue, straining to push it into his ass-hole. He bent slightly at the hips, allowing me more access, and suddenly I felt his sphincter muscles quiver as i made contact with them. I was in heaven! Jerry's ass-hole was my heaven, where I wanted to spend eternity. My hands found his cock, and I began to jack him off, getting back to full hardness. Eat me, eat my ass-hole, he said.
My tongue was pushing in and out faster and faster. I could see myself in the mirror...I saw him there, too. Our eyes locked as I worshipped my god, my hero, my lover. Suddenly he jerked...I felt his cumm shoot onto my hand. I rubbed it off on his cock as I milked him dry. I pulled my head back from his ass, and he turned around. Smiling , he said "You made a mess , greg." I started licking his shaft, tasting his cum, giving myself over to my rented lover. Your turn he said, leading me to the bed, and laying me on my back. He leaned over , and started giving me head, wonderful, talented head.
Then he shifted, and threw his left leg over my head, and settled his penis onto my face, rubbing it across my mouth, nose and eyes as he sucked on me. I felt my own orgasm nearing, and i said, almost too loud, " I wanna suck your ass while I cum!" He brought his nether mouth closer, and I pulled him to me, lifting my face up and shoving my tongue into his waiting hole. Then his finger entered my own cherry ass, and he started matching his in-and-out motion to the rhythm of my shameless tongue. I came like a rocket...3 full squirts into his mouth. He turned around then, as I lay helpless, and I saw that he hadn't swallowed it all. Our lips met, my mouth opened to receive my own cum. I t was glorious, my legs wrapped around his thighs. I wanted to be his slut! But I saw the clock....an hour and a half had passed. It couldn't be! I wanted more, so much more!
"How long can you stay, Jerry?" he rolled off of me and said, as he relit our joint,"You were my only call today, and I'm off duty as soon as I call in." So, all night sound good? Tears filled my eyes as I answered yes. Good , he said as he kissed them away, and handed the roach. Buy me dinner, and we'll come back and see if you can't lose your cherry". With that, he rolled over and got the phone, and dialed his service. His buns, mine for the night were too beautiful to ignore. I moved down and buried my tongue in his ass- hole as he spoke into the receiver, one hand stroking my hair, pulling me tight against him.
John is 6'0" even...Very good-looking, but he is busy til later. Jerry is free, and you said you liked blonds? He works part-time, and to-nite he could see you. After hanging up, I took a second shower, wanting to be right for my first man, and feeling like I was sweating gallons. I took his call wrapped in a towel, looking at my reflection in a mirror.
I stammered thru a 2-minute call, knowing I was making an ass of myself. He sounded nice, tho, and he told me to relax , and fix us a drink, or something. I had just finish rolling one when the knock came. I opened the door to the most beautiful man I could have imagined. "May I?", he smiled as he brush past me into the room. "I have to see the fee money up front", he said apologetically. I fumbled it out of my wallet as he dialed his dispatcher that all was ok. I handed him a coke and said I hoped he liked reefer. Only good stuff, he told me with a smile, and I relaxed a little. He lit the joint I handed him, and we sat down together on the 2-man couch, and made small-talk. "don't worry about the hourly rate.
I don't keep close track, so just relax, and don't think about the money." I wasn't...I was thinking about his lean, muscular frame, and those sexy legs, and those tight shorts. But I thanked him, and said I had never done this before. He took a toke, exhaled, and said that was his favorite type of client, and that my good looks was a plus. I thanked him, but said I was a lump of coal to his diamond. What did he see in me that looked good. "Your face is friendly, and your ass has a nice swing to it. I blushed then and asked what he thought of my outfit.
He laughed...I was still wearing my towel. "Stand up and model it" So I did , feeling silly, and ...girlish, ready to do whatever he said. Nice, very nice, he said and how did I like his clothes? "they would look better on the floor", I said. At that he stood up, crushed out the J, and said I would have to take care of that matter myself."But first", he continued, as he removed my towel, I'll take care of this . He turned back to me, and I started undoing his shirt buttons, as he rubbed my shoulders with his strong hands. A little downward pressure, and i sunk to my knees, as he shed his shirt. I looked up into his eyes as i undid his fly, pulled down on the zipper, and started as his semi-hard cock fell out of his pants...no underwear, good. His cock was inches from my face; he told me to look at it, look closely for the first time at another man's equipment. You like it, don't you?
I shook my head yes; my mouth was dry, I couldn't talk. He guided my hand to it, and I stroked him lightly. "Harder, you know how much pressure you use when you masturbate, like that......very good, Greg." I saw a drop form on the head...it glistened in the lamplight. I leaned forward, and rubbed the tip of his cock against my lips. His pre-cum formed a string from my mouth to his cock, and the ice was broken. I licked the string into my mouth as I moved forward again.
I licked at his pee-hole, I put the head in my mouth. He moaned slighttly as he maneuvered my head with his right hand. My own right hand was caressing his buns; firm and tight, with no tan-lines. Smooth to my touch, in the same silken way as his manhood felt in my mouth. After a few minutes maybe, as i had lost track of time, he pulled my head away. I surprised myself by trying to lean forward to keep it from leaving my mouth. " I could cum in a minute, Greg if that is what you want." I want more I said. "I want to kiss your ass!" Had I gone to far? Look at it first, he said as he smiled and turned away from me.Tell me does it look good? "Oh Yes!", I said, "It looks delicious!"
Are you hungry? he asked me, do you want to eat my ass? I rubbed my face against his tanned buns, savoring the faint smell of sweat and sexual arousal. He wanted me, I could feel it, and the thought made me giddy with forbidden lust. my lips brushed his buns as I moved to the crack separating them. I pushed inward, my nose slipping between his cheeks, til it came to rest on his anus. With my hands on his hips, I rubbed up , then down, then up again across his asshole, surrendering my dignity. Then I let my tongue slip out, and it flicked across the same territory. Jerry pointed out that he could see by our reflection in the mirror that he was giving me pleasure.
"Taste it, Greg, taste inside my ass-hole" I complied eagerly, fucking him with my tongue, straining to push it into his ass-hole. He bent slightly at the hips, allowing me more access, and suddenly I felt his sphincter muscles quiver as i made contact with them. I was in heaven! Jerry's ass-hole was my heaven, where I wanted to spend eternity. My hands found his cock, and I began to jack him off, getting back to full hardness. Eat me, eat my ass-hole, he said.
My tongue was pushing in and out faster and faster. I could see myself in the mirror...I saw him there, too. Our eyes locked as I worshipped my god, my hero, my lover. Suddenly he jerked...I felt his cumm shoot onto my hand. I rubbed it off on his cock as I milked him dry. I pulled my head back from his ass, and he turned around. Smiling , he said "You made a mess , greg." I started licking his shaft, tasting his cum, giving myself over to my rented lover. Your turn he said, leading me to the bed, and laying me on my back. He leaned over , and started giving me head, wonderful, talented head.
Then he shifted, and threw his left leg over my head, and settled his penis onto my face, rubbing it across my mouth, nose and eyes as he sucked on me. I felt my own orgasm nearing, and i said, almost too loud, " I wanna suck your ass while I cum!" He brought his nether mouth closer, and I pulled him to me, lifting my face up and shoving my tongue into his waiting hole. Then his finger entered my own cherry ass, and he started matching his in-and-out motion to the rhythm of my shameless tongue. I came like a rocket...3 full squirts into his mouth. He turned around then, as I lay helpless, and I saw that he hadn't swallowed it all. Our lips met, my mouth opened to receive my own cum. I t was glorious, my legs wrapped around his thighs. I wanted to be his slut! But I saw the clock....an hour and a half had passed. It couldn't be! I wanted more, so much more!
"How long can you stay, Jerry?" he rolled off of me and said, as he relit our joint,"You were my only call today, and I'm off duty as soon as I call in." So, all night sound good? Tears filled my eyes as I answered yes. Good , he said as he kissed them away, and handed the roach. Buy me dinner, and we'll come back and see if you can't lose your cherry". With that, he rolled over and got the phone, and dialed his service. His buns, mine for the night were too beautiful to ignore. I moved down and buried my tongue in his ass- hole as he spoke into the receiver, one hand stroking my hair, pulling me tight against him.
