Chapter 1
Im something to look at I knew it at an early age men wanted me girls and women were jealous of me, and it stirred something in me a power a feeling of control, one that I would be quick to master. Initially, I didnt want to live a life on my back, in the oldest of professions, the stigma associated with it, the risks of not only disease, but of my safety in the hands of strangers but some things in life just fall to you.
I tried the straight and narrow, my father left us when I was 12, he never came back, and I could never forgive him, until I discovered some years later, that he had died in an auto accident in California only 3 months after leaving my mother and I to fend for ourselves. My mother busted her ass, she worked hard, so hard for so little, but we managed to make ends meet. I started working at fast food joints, and at the theater, but it was my friend Julie who started me to think, that there was an easier way to make money.
We were in high school, both of us had just turned 19, our last weeks up to graduation, when one of her neighbors came on to her. A married man with a family, good paying job, but a total creep. Seriously, who would cheat on their wife and family? She put off his advances, until it came to the money, a lot of money, he was so desperate, so totally gone for her that he paid her a ridiculous sum. Dont get me wrong, Julies cute, but shes not in my league. After her description of him in bed, I figured it was my turn, I could use the money how could he refuse me? No man could I knew that with unmatched certainty.
Julie had been with him for the better part of one month, once or twice a week, making more in a couple of hours than I could in two weeks, but her moral compass was kicking in, she found herself bored and sick of him, it was my moment I totally seized it made it mine.
It was so easy. Julie merely introduced me to him as her friend, and his eyes laid waste to my body. He stammered, knowing, that I was being served up to him as an upgrade, a replacement, if he thought he had it good before I was the game changer. His sweaty hand shook mine, stammering, his throat revealing a large swallow, a slight shake to his hand as he pulled away. I reveled in my newfound power. Julie had told me all about him. He simply worshipped her, did whatever she wanted in the bedroom, a puppy to lead. I didnt just own him, I became everything to him, and the money well I quit my jobs. I found my new life, fraught with risks, but giving me the independence I always wanted.
Once I got started, it became quite simply, a job, I cleaned up, washed away the sins at least the sins that mattered to me I saw myself performing a therapy of sorts and cleansed my conscience of any guilt. Ive been doing this for 5 years. Im 24 now, seen my share of men, probably around 350 to 400, not sure of the real total, never kept track. Ive been lucky, and smart, knowing when to kill the deal and walk away. I prefer older men. Those in their mid 30s or older. Men with something to lose, careful, not willing to throw away their lives, or do something stupid, men with money.
I live downtown in a simple one bedroom apartment, and have saved my money. My car is a just short of a beater, and it does what I need it to do. My looks will eventually fade, and I do desire what most would consider to be a normal life, but what is normal? the definition is cloudy its a matter of personal determination.
I write this due to an experience I had a few months ago. I have regulars, but mostly one timers, who say they would like to hook up with me again, but lets be honest, they want something I cant give, no single woman or escort can give variety. When the call came I knew he was young I hadnt been with a guy in his 20s in over two years I dont date dont have the time or desire, Ive unplugged most of my emotions, but this young man was so nervous, it gave me the vibe, that I would be his first and the address he gave was familiar, it told me he had money, so what the hell.
When I arrived at what would be his parents home, it was clear, they didnt just have money, they had serious money. He answered the door and immediately took a couple of steps back, head down, speaking very quietly, I asked if he was alone, and he told me his parents were gone, with no chance of them coming home for the next few days. I had to ask his age, he looked so damned young, he produced his drivers license, and it clearly showed him to be 20 years old.
I had to lead him, since he was so nervous, he was clearly a virgin. Eventually, after some small talk, and the money exchanged, we made our way upstairs into his bedroom. He had posters of Hollywood movie stars all over the walls, and to his credit, the room was otherwise spotless, almost too clean, the bed, a single, was neatly made, without a single wrinkle, I wanted to make this special for him, he was so sweet, innocent to a fault. In our small talk he revealed that he didnt work, mostly stayed indoors, zero friends, and something told me he was special , maybe a little off, but not dangerous. He was almost exactly my height, and he could really use some Sun, he was very pale. Average build, a little off, but in a good way, great manners and excruciatingly shy.
He said We should shut the door. I was going to counter that no one else was here, but thought better of it, and merely agreed to his wishes. He sat on the bed, and I sat next to him. I placed my hand on his leg, and asked if it was his first time. He couldnt look me in the eye and simply nodded. Dont be nervous, well go slow, and if you have any troubles, well work through them Im here for you well go at your pace. OK was his reply, his hand rose to his head, and he was shaking so hard I leaned in and kissed his cheek Everythings going to be fine. He needed consoling, he needed to be free of this heavy load, being a virgin can be a very troubling and heady thing I was taking his with the total respect and the kindness his gentle soul deserved.
I just sat there with him, neither of us saying anything, just getting comfortable. He was starring straight down, so I started leaning forward, playfully peeking around his head trying to make eye contact, but he would look away. It was working, for the first time, he smiled a small smile, and looked completely away from me.
Its OK you know you can look at me enjoy this Im here for you. His head went down, as he finally shot a quick look at me, and turned away again. Hell, I thought I should be playing computer games with him, not about to have sex with him, but I was slowly breaking him down. I ran a finger through his hair, and told him the truth, that he wasnt bad looking, but that he could use a couple of months in the gym. Not that he was heavy, he was rail thin, he just needed to add some muscle.
Do you want me to undress? Are you ready for that? I asked. He paused, and nodded, but the sweet thing wouldnt look I had to palm his head and turn it towards me as I stood to reveal my body. I always love the way men look at me as were about to start, I am the total package, great genes go a long way, the eyes give away everything, and his were about to burst from his skull I had his attention now I was his everything in that moment we both knew it.
I stood before him, totally nude he was trembling so hard. Its OK, you can look at me touch me. As I said those words I had to place my hand under his chin to raise his head to look at me. He was such a puppy, so much nervous energy, his entire body shook, I had never seen anything like it. Can I take off your shirt? I asked, his eyes locked on mine, as he nodded I had to pull the words and actions out of him.
I pulled up his shirt, and placed his right hand on my hip. I let him get used to it, his gaze riveted on his hand in contact with my hip, in disbelief that he was touching me. I figured, that might just be enough for him, he was so far gone. I moved down to remove his shoes and socks, and for once, he helped as he undid his pants. I locked my eyes with his as I pulled them off, but the underwear, that was another story, he kept a death grip on them, covering his privates.
I stood there for a moment, throwing his pants to the side, leaning forward and placing my hands on my knees I made eye contact with him and said You know this works much better with your underwear off. He began to slowly pull away his left hand, and for the first time I was really surprised he was clearly hung.
His boxers were bulging in an odd way, like his cock was bent, or maybe he had stuffed something in there. Im not afraid to admit it, I like the big ones, they are rare, and Ive seen a few, but I wasnt waiting for his approval, I moved in and pushed his hand away to pull down and reveal what had the beginnings of something special.
As I pulled them down it was readily apparent, it flopped out like a hose, the damn thing was bent, and was now straightening out. I lost myself for a moment and blurted out Oh my God! quickly realizing he might take it the wrong way I had to add Thats the most beautiful cock Ive ever seen its magnificent. This fucking thing was the definition of perfect cock and as I would find out it wasnt near finished.
It kept growing, longer, getting fatter by the second I was the one shaking as I placed my hand upon it, I was the one losing it, as it was already longer than any I had ever seen, and the thickness, it just kept expanding, it was mouth watering, delicious, a masterpiece, I was awestruck. This is the ultimate stud cock, on a skinny virgin, who simply had no idea just how immense, beautiful, tempting and earth shattering his still growing erection had become.
Clearly, Ive been around, but not even my 5 years at this profession laid the groundwork for something like this. I placed a pillow under his head, and laid into the most heartfelt worship of monster cock I had ever experienced. I was sharing his deflowering with one of my own. I was overwhelmed by his size. It finally settled in as I marveled what I held in my hands.
There was absolutely no way I could take him all the way. It was simply too long, my hand could not reach around it, and as I gazed at his face, his eyes closed, enjoying the workings of my hands, and mouth, as I realized I could not shut up about it I kept going on and on about his size, and it clearly turned him on. Fuck, the damn thing is over three handfuls long with the head sticking out the top.
I kept licking along the sides, pausing, barely comprehending what had happened to me I had lost it me the professional escort was losing it with a john not that this hasnt happened before, but not in my entire life had I been this turned on. Fuck the rubber, the damn thing wouldnt fit anyway. Damn, I wanted to fuck the hell out of him, make this the best day of his life, since I didnt just want this cock I wanted it more than anything I had ever wanted in my sexual life. I had completely lost it, jerking his massive beef with both hands, easily more than twice the volume of any cock I had ever seen.
My hand sneaked down to pleasure myself, since he was clearly close, I backed up slightly, taking it all in, for when he got close, it had grown even more, hard as steel, arching out, reaching for the ceiling, veins bulging, as he lost it for the first time with someone else, I lost it as well, he let loose a load that matched his massive tool, it flowed from the head, and I lost myself in it, licking, tasting, swallowing the salty baby batter. I was shaking, quivering in an orgasm, with no regrets or remorse, losing myself in the moment with this supremely hung young man. I would never forget that moment and I wasnt about to let it stop here.
His moaning filled the room as I pulled and prodded the humongous shaft and head, draining the last remnants of his sloppy load. Spellbound, I couldnt let go of it. I continued to work it, simply amazed that anyone could be this big. He sat up quickly, apologizing, but I immediately stopped him, he had nothing to be sorry for I didnt think he really understood just how blessed he was I was right. In awe, I couldnt believe how it climbed far past his navel, the sloppy wet thing was the most massive delicious piece I had ever seen. Fuck me what a turn on.
Unsteady on my feet, I sort of fell onto the bed with him. You know we need to put that thing where it belongs can you go again? I asked, he was back in shy mode, not looking at me but I couldnt keep my eyes off it, so proud, so huge, so delicious, and menacing. I waited. I was about to speak, when his hand went to his fallen monster, he looked over towards me, and I placed his free hand on me, but he pulled away stood in front of me, and continued to work that growing slab.
Im something to look at I knew it at an early age men wanted me girls and women were jealous of me, and it stirred something in me a power a feeling of control, one that I would be quick to master. Initially, I didnt want to live a life on my back, in the oldest of professions, the stigma associated with it, the risks of not only disease, but of my safety in the hands of strangers but some things in life just fall to you.
I tried the straight and narrow, my father left us when I was 12, he never came back, and I could never forgive him, until I discovered some years later, that he had died in an auto accident in California only 3 months after leaving my mother and I to fend for ourselves. My mother busted her ass, she worked hard, so hard for so little, but we managed to make ends meet. I started working at fast food joints, and at the theater, but it was my friend Julie who started me to think, that there was an easier way to make money.
We were in high school, both of us had just turned 19, our last weeks up to graduation, when one of her neighbors came on to her. A married man with a family, good paying job, but a total creep. Seriously, who would cheat on their wife and family? She put off his advances, until it came to the money, a lot of money, he was so desperate, so totally gone for her that he paid her a ridiculous sum. Dont get me wrong, Julies cute, but shes not in my league. After her description of him in bed, I figured it was my turn, I could use the money how could he refuse me? No man could I knew that with unmatched certainty.
Julie had been with him for the better part of one month, once or twice a week, making more in a couple of hours than I could in two weeks, but her moral compass was kicking in, she found herself bored and sick of him, it was my moment I totally seized it made it mine.
It was so easy. Julie merely introduced me to him as her friend, and his eyes laid waste to my body. He stammered, knowing, that I was being served up to him as an upgrade, a replacement, if he thought he had it good before I was the game changer. His sweaty hand shook mine, stammering, his throat revealing a large swallow, a slight shake to his hand as he pulled away. I reveled in my newfound power. Julie had told me all about him. He simply worshipped her, did whatever she wanted in the bedroom, a puppy to lead. I didnt just own him, I became everything to him, and the money well I quit my jobs. I found my new life, fraught with risks, but giving me the independence I always wanted.
Once I got started, it became quite simply, a job, I cleaned up, washed away the sins at least the sins that mattered to me I saw myself performing a therapy of sorts and cleansed my conscience of any guilt. Ive been doing this for 5 years. Im 24 now, seen my share of men, probably around 350 to 400, not sure of the real total, never kept track. Ive been lucky, and smart, knowing when to kill the deal and walk away. I prefer older men. Those in their mid 30s or older. Men with something to lose, careful, not willing to throw away their lives, or do something stupid, men with money.
I live downtown in a simple one bedroom apartment, and have saved my money. My car is a just short of a beater, and it does what I need it to do. My looks will eventually fade, and I do desire what most would consider to be a normal life, but what is normal? the definition is cloudy its a matter of personal determination.
I write this due to an experience I had a few months ago. I have regulars, but mostly one timers, who say they would like to hook up with me again, but lets be honest, they want something I cant give, no single woman or escort can give variety. When the call came I knew he was young I hadnt been with a guy in his 20s in over two years I dont date dont have the time or desire, Ive unplugged most of my emotions, but this young man was so nervous, it gave me the vibe, that I would be his first and the address he gave was familiar, it told me he had money, so what the hell.
When I arrived at what would be his parents home, it was clear, they didnt just have money, they had serious money. He answered the door and immediately took a couple of steps back, head down, speaking very quietly, I asked if he was alone, and he told me his parents were gone, with no chance of them coming home for the next few days. I had to ask his age, he looked so damned young, he produced his drivers license, and it clearly showed him to be 20 years old.
I had to lead him, since he was so nervous, he was clearly a virgin. Eventually, after some small talk, and the money exchanged, we made our way upstairs into his bedroom. He had posters of Hollywood movie stars all over the walls, and to his credit, the room was otherwise spotless, almost too clean, the bed, a single, was neatly made, without a single wrinkle, I wanted to make this special for him, he was so sweet, innocent to a fault. In our small talk he revealed that he didnt work, mostly stayed indoors, zero friends, and something told me he was special , maybe a little off, but not dangerous. He was almost exactly my height, and he could really use some Sun, he was very pale. Average build, a little off, but in a good way, great manners and excruciatingly shy.
He said We should shut the door. I was going to counter that no one else was here, but thought better of it, and merely agreed to his wishes. He sat on the bed, and I sat next to him. I placed my hand on his leg, and asked if it was his first time. He couldnt look me in the eye and simply nodded. Dont be nervous, well go slow, and if you have any troubles, well work through them Im here for you well go at your pace. OK was his reply, his hand rose to his head, and he was shaking so hard I leaned in and kissed his cheek Everythings going to be fine. He needed consoling, he needed to be free of this heavy load, being a virgin can be a very troubling and heady thing I was taking his with the total respect and the kindness his gentle soul deserved.
I just sat there with him, neither of us saying anything, just getting comfortable. He was starring straight down, so I started leaning forward, playfully peeking around his head trying to make eye contact, but he would look away. It was working, for the first time, he smiled a small smile, and looked completely away from me.
Its OK you know you can look at me enjoy this Im here for you. His head went down, as he finally shot a quick look at me, and turned away again. Hell, I thought I should be playing computer games with him, not about to have sex with him, but I was slowly breaking him down. I ran a finger through his hair, and told him the truth, that he wasnt bad looking, but that he could use a couple of months in the gym. Not that he was heavy, he was rail thin, he just needed to add some muscle.
Do you want me to undress? Are you ready for that? I asked. He paused, and nodded, but the sweet thing wouldnt look I had to palm his head and turn it towards me as I stood to reveal my body. I always love the way men look at me as were about to start, I am the total package, great genes go a long way, the eyes give away everything, and his were about to burst from his skull I had his attention now I was his everything in that moment we both knew it.
I stood before him, totally nude he was trembling so hard. Its OK, you can look at me touch me. As I said those words I had to place my hand under his chin to raise his head to look at me. He was such a puppy, so much nervous energy, his entire body shook, I had never seen anything like it. Can I take off your shirt? I asked, his eyes locked on mine, as he nodded I had to pull the words and actions out of him.
I pulled up his shirt, and placed his right hand on my hip. I let him get used to it, his gaze riveted on his hand in contact with my hip, in disbelief that he was touching me. I figured, that might just be enough for him, he was so far gone. I moved down to remove his shoes and socks, and for once, he helped as he undid his pants. I locked my eyes with his as I pulled them off, but the underwear, that was another story, he kept a death grip on them, covering his privates.
I stood there for a moment, throwing his pants to the side, leaning forward and placing my hands on my knees I made eye contact with him and said You know this works much better with your underwear off. He began to slowly pull away his left hand, and for the first time I was really surprised he was clearly hung.
His boxers were bulging in an odd way, like his cock was bent, or maybe he had stuffed something in there. Im not afraid to admit it, I like the big ones, they are rare, and Ive seen a few, but I wasnt waiting for his approval, I moved in and pushed his hand away to pull down and reveal what had the beginnings of something special.
As I pulled them down it was readily apparent, it flopped out like a hose, the damn thing was bent, and was now straightening out. I lost myself for a moment and blurted out Oh my God! quickly realizing he might take it the wrong way I had to add Thats the most beautiful cock Ive ever seen its magnificent. This fucking thing was the definition of perfect cock and as I would find out it wasnt near finished.
It kept growing, longer, getting fatter by the second I was the one shaking as I placed my hand upon it, I was the one losing it, as it was already longer than any I had ever seen, and the thickness, it just kept expanding, it was mouth watering, delicious, a masterpiece, I was awestruck. This is the ultimate stud cock, on a skinny virgin, who simply had no idea just how immense, beautiful, tempting and earth shattering his still growing erection had become.
Clearly, Ive been around, but not even my 5 years at this profession laid the groundwork for something like this. I placed a pillow under his head, and laid into the most heartfelt worship of monster cock I had ever experienced. I was sharing his deflowering with one of my own. I was overwhelmed by his size. It finally settled in as I marveled what I held in my hands.
There was absolutely no way I could take him all the way. It was simply too long, my hand could not reach around it, and as I gazed at his face, his eyes closed, enjoying the workings of my hands, and mouth, as I realized I could not shut up about it I kept going on and on about his size, and it clearly turned him on. Fuck, the damn thing is over three handfuls long with the head sticking out the top.
I kept licking along the sides, pausing, barely comprehending what had happened to me I had lost it me the professional escort was losing it with a john not that this hasnt happened before, but not in my entire life had I been this turned on. Fuck the rubber, the damn thing wouldnt fit anyway. Damn, I wanted to fuck the hell out of him, make this the best day of his life, since I didnt just want this cock I wanted it more than anything I had ever wanted in my sexual life. I had completely lost it, jerking his massive beef with both hands, easily more than twice the volume of any cock I had ever seen.
My hand sneaked down to pleasure myself, since he was clearly close, I backed up slightly, taking it all in, for when he got close, it had grown even more, hard as steel, arching out, reaching for the ceiling, veins bulging, as he lost it for the first time with someone else, I lost it as well, he let loose a load that matched his massive tool, it flowed from the head, and I lost myself in it, licking, tasting, swallowing the salty baby batter. I was shaking, quivering in an orgasm, with no regrets or remorse, losing myself in the moment with this supremely hung young man. I would never forget that moment and I wasnt about to let it stop here.
His moaning filled the room as I pulled and prodded the humongous shaft and head, draining the last remnants of his sloppy load. Spellbound, I couldnt let go of it. I continued to work it, simply amazed that anyone could be this big. He sat up quickly, apologizing, but I immediately stopped him, he had nothing to be sorry for I didnt think he really understood just how blessed he was I was right. In awe, I couldnt believe how it climbed far past his navel, the sloppy wet thing was the most massive delicious piece I had ever seen. Fuck me what a turn on.
Unsteady on my feet, I sort of fell onto the bed with him. You know we need to put that thing where it belongs can you go again? I asked, he was back in shy mode, not looking at me but I couldnt keep my eyes off it, so proud, so huge, so delicious, and menacing. I waited. I was about to speak, when his hand went to his fallen monster, he looked over towards me, and I placed his free hand on me, but he pulled away stood in front of me, and continued to work that growing slab.
