Monday 27 May 2013

Female Privilege

Oh dear me, my Misogynistic post went down well didn't it ?  Proof that they're misogynistic themselves.

The fight for sex workers is an exclusively female one, it seems.  They don't want men in the camp, not even out gay men because that would mean they're no longer a militant lefty female only clique.  I was dismayed at being attacked by one person who I sort of considered to be a friend.  I've never met her but she was always lovely to me online, until last night and whereas her comments were somehow supportive she didn't have the decency to tell me how she was going to dissect my argument, she did tell me, however, that I wasn't going to like it.  Yes I seen red with her and I was very annoyed.

I have to admit, I said some things maybe I shouldn't but these sex workers do themselves no favours.  They go on twitter, a public arena, viewable by just about anyone with a computer or smart phone and brag about how to get around the bedroom tax system (whilst working as escorts), brag about being in cells overnight because they had some pills in their pocket, brag about how many clients they've seen, informing others that they're been told off for being untidy and then think they're pillars of the sex worker community.  You might as well go out to the nearest bus stop and tell all the locals your business whilst you're on.  If I can read and pick up on this stuff then I am sure the anti-brigade can too.

The average man in the street thinks sex workers do this work for cash in their pocket.  Yes we all do it for money but they also think it's women trafficked, women defrauding the state, drug users, sex workers being controlled by evil Albanian pimps etc and this trivial day to day chatter, viewable by anyone, gives them enough ammunition to fire back at these people.  Hey it took me no time to recite what I had read in recent weeks.

I've called this post Female Privilege because I was told I had male privilege last night, by the same clique who think it's only women allowed to fight for sex worker rights.  I only have a quarter of a voice apparently, there's no side by side with them, it's just them and I can sit at the back of the class whilst they make their point.  I can be a token sex worker for their cause but not a real one because I am not an oppressed sex worker living on benefits and worrying because I am being asked to pay £7.99 a week bedroom tax whilst earning £400 a week.  That's just how pathetic these people are.

If they want to do something positive for the sex worker movement, they should stop picking on other sex workers because they don't conform to their standard and they should stop going on public forums and arenas and pleading poverty whilst at the same time commenting on the last 5 clients they seen that week.

I have as much of an equal voice as any other sex worker but I've been told I am not worthy because the percentage of male to female sex workers is 25/75 so Steve should just sit back down and let the ladies do the talking, there are more of them afterall.  A community, striving for equality and legal recognition does itself no favours by deciding that women form the hierarchy of the movement and that male sex workers don't have a worthy cause of their own. This is a community that needs men for their income and lifestyles yet many members of the community come across as men haters in the process.  If they hate men so much and men are misogynistic then stop being a sex worker.  No one's forcing you to do it.




Sunday 26 May 2013

Misogynistic

My oh my, this really is the word of the moment.  Dare to say anything as man to a feminist, lesbian or even co-sex worker and you're labelled misogynistic.

I am a very intelligent guy and I had heard the word maybe a couple of times in my entire life until recently when it seems to be the "in word" to describe any guy who dares to question a woman's integrity.  I've been called misogynistic by fellow sex workers, by lesbian feminists and sex work campaigners all because I dared to have another point of view which doesn't fit with their lefty labour voting, trade union type beliefs.  Not all sex workers are female yet there are some female sex workers who think they're the only ones on the party invite.

As someone who has always been always been pro-rights, sometimes the people labelling others as misogynistic are really just that themselves, they use the word to make themselves look like the ones being persecuted and carry on their vendetta towards anyone who doesn't agree with them by being thoroughly nasty, spiteful and vindictive, doing themselves no favours in the process.  Instead of having a healthy debate, their posts spill out into vile hatred of anyone who isn't a street junkie striving to put bread on the table.  Maybe if they stopped shooting IV drugs into their veins and went on a drug rehabilitation program they may be able to re-build their lives and see other peoples points of view.  Until then I still have a block button for the times they get nasty.

Steve
@stevegayescort

Welcome Back To My Blog

After being chucked off wordpress a year or so ago for being sexual, I moved to sensualwriter and even recommended it to other fellow escorts.  Well a month or so ago, the site went tits up without notice and so I have had the tedious job of moving all of my posts manually to Blogger.  

I did have a back up but the file didn't work.  Anyway I am back to blogging, as a compliment to my very active twitter account, which you can access from my blog too, on the right hand side.

Welcome back

Steve

NUFC - Nice Uncut Fuck & Cum

2nd April 2013

Imagine my delight on Sunday morning when a stocky late 40’s dad type walks in the door wearing his NUFC jacket.  On his way into town for drinks with his mates he stopped off at my place on the way.  He even got his wife to drop him at my road, telling her it was a mates house he was popping into before getting the Metro into town.

He walked in wearing a delicious pair of firetrap jeans, a NUFC polo top and their customary black jacket emblazoned with the NUFC logo, he had a goatee beard, army cropped hair and a couple of tats, yummy.  I just couldn’t wait to get his pants off.  Obviously dressed like a masculine 40 something Newcastle United fan, I expected him to want to take the lead but no sooner was he on the bed, he bent over and said, “We’ll start off by getting my arse fucked”.  I didn’t see that coming, I thought he was a typical blow job and fuck the escort type.  I was very wrong.

This guy wasn’t just wanting a quick poke and go, he wanted to be on top and riding, then bent over, backing onto it and then on his back taking it.  His cock started off quite small, but hey it was a cold day and to my amazement it grew to an impressive 8 inches.  Lovely thick and clean, like he’d just stepped out of the shower before arriving. I was so impressed I even tweeted about it on Sunday morning.

After a good 20 minutes of non stop shagging, he stood up, asked me to slide onto the floor and spunked all over my tongue, goatee beard and I even managed to get some of it in my hair lol.  He then jumped in the shower, borrowed some deodorant and got himself dressed.  Just as he was leaving the house, he said “I am still rock fucking hard”, so I unzipped him in the hallway, got down on my knees and sucked him off a second time to completion, he spunked in my mouth and I swallowed the lot.  I was just inside the front door with no wipes, I had no option but to gobble it down.  He zipped up and said “Fuck Steve, I didn’t expect that”. It was just part of the service and another reason why these married dad types come back to me time and time again.

We're All Dirty Bastards

30th March 2013

It’s well documented from my blog and twitter posts that almost every gentleman who visits me, or who I visit, identifies himself as “Straight”.  The usual line after they’ve come in my mouth is “I am not gay you know”.  I never thought any of them were.

I have quite a lot of married clients, most of whom would never think of going to cruising area, many of whom skive off for half an hour during the day when they’re running about in the car and pop in and see me.  I’ve no doubt that they see other gay and female escorts, that doesn’t bother me and their sexual kinks are none of my business,

Clients don’t need to justify their sexual orientation to an escort, male or female.   I personally prefer the more masculine, straight, heterosexual, hairy beefy type, which is usually the norm that walks though my door.

A few clients have told me over the years that they come to see me, as opposed to other local gay escorts, because I am dependable, I always answer my phone, I rarely take time off, I’ve a nice place but most importantly, I am not camp, not skinny and not a bitchy chain smoking type.   I am just a normal mid 30’s bloke.  They want stability when seeing a male escort, someone who doesn’t kiss and tell and who on the whole will be available at their convenience.  Granted, I rarely take appointments after 10pm unless I know the guy but it’s rare for me to turn down an appointment at any time.  If I can’t do the time they want, I will do as near damn close to it as I can.

I find the “married types” to be clean, respectful and appreciative of what’s on offer.  They know I am filthy in bed and I am told time and time again how I offer the best deep throat in Newcastle,  ”Far superior to any of the escort girls on Adultwork”  one client recently told me.  I had a recent appointment with a guy from AW who not only came back to me within a month for a repeat appointment but also told other “open minded” people he chats with about my service.  That’s the type of praise I like to hear.

I have a regular delivery guy, he used to come to see me every 6 weeks or so and then he suddenly stopped.  Last month he returned.  He’d been booking a number of female escorts regularly and he liked dildo action on his arse.  A few of the girls were quite shocked that this VERY masculine bald headed guy with a stylish sleeve tattoo would want his arse fucked.  One girl asked him if he was gay, another went through the motions but wasn’t the slightest bit interested and a third said she had toys for “female use only”.  I even said to him at the time “She only needed to put a condom on it”.  The thing that disappointed him the most was the girl who asked him if he was gay.  I’ve NEVER asked a client if he was gay.  What a horrid thing to say to him when he doesn’t identify himself as being gay, it really took him aback and at the end of the day, what business was it of hers.  I got him back and instead of the dildo, he got the real thing once again.  He got dressed, paid me the money and just as he was leaving the door he said

“Thanks again Steve mate, you’re so good at that but at the end of the day we must all be dirty bastards”.

Yep…………… you certainly are

Horny Married and A Good Fuck

23rd February 2013

Wednesday night was interesting. I had an advert in a well known downmarket newspaper that specialises in fake stories, fake tan and fake tits.  The only thing that’s not fake about the paper is their over the top expensive advertising rates.  Anyway, I quite like the odd day in there because it brings in millions of phone calls and a few reasonably good clients.  You get a lot of passing trade in the subsequent weeks from it too because guys from other parts of the UK keep the number and ring you when they’re coming up.

I must have had about 10 guys tell me they’d ring when they got into the area.  They never do, it’s just one of their frequent sayings.  The clients from this paper always follow the same pattern, they’re either getting into the area later, looking for next week but can’t commit to a day, often want it cheaper but on the whole they’re nice blokes.  Most of the clients I see off it are opportunist guys who ring and want to come over immediately.  There’s none of this “Are you working tonight”, they’re in their works van with a stonking hard on and need it sucked off and need it sucked off now.   I can easily take a call one minute and have him knocking 7 or 8 minutes later.  That’s fine with me, on the days I advertise there I  know the score and prepare myself for it.  The phone starts from 7am and there’s rarely 5 minutes goes by without it ringing.  It stops around 6pm when they’re home LOLOLOL.  I thought I was safe enough at 7pm to meet a female friend of mine for a pizza and a pint and so made arrangements to meet her in Wetherspoons in Gosforth.

It got to about 9pm and we were just finishing our main courses and deciding whether to pop back to Wetherspoons for another sneeky bottle of wine or pop to another pub that specialises in scrumpy and real ale, when the phone rang.  I have a separate phone for my advert, I couldn’t cope with the calls on my normal escorting phone.  ”Hiya Steve mate, errm listen I am out for a pint at the moment but could I come over about 11pm”.  Now normally I wouldn’t.  I prefer not to see guys when I have had a few drinks but he was persistent and sounded genuine enough.  I asked him to call me again in a hour or so about 10.30 when he was on his way and we would take it from there.  I went for another drink with my friend and we shared a taxi, dropping her off home on the way.  At 10.45pm the phone went again, it’s was him “I’ll come down now mate”, I gave him a price, he agreed and I got myself ready for him arriving.

In walked a 40 something hairy, well built shaven headed hunk.  Very much the married, daytime rep, Sunday morning football type.  He was nervous but sure of himself too.  The few drinks with his mates was all the dutch courage he needed to take his gay thoughts that step further.  I took him into the bedroom and he pulled down my pants and sucked me off to completion there and then.  I normally take ages to cum but found this direct approach a real turn on and it made me shoot my load in record time.  I’d cum in his mouth (I did warn him I was about to shoot) and he swallowed the lot.  This is a guy who was nervous about a male to male encounter and he swallowed my whole dump of cum.  He then bent me over the bed and with one huge thrust, entered my arse and proceeded to fuck me stupid with his thick cock.  I was in escort heaven, I’ve got his very horny looking married bloke in my bedroom, he’s swallowed my load and now he’s up my arse fucking me like his life depended on it.    He was up my hole for a good 10 minutes before he asked if I was ok about him taking his time.  ”Mate”, I said, “I can be fucked for hours, you just bang away at my arse for as long as you want” and so that’s what he did.  He pulled out of my hole and got me onto the bed face down, making me pull my arse cheeks apart so he could get deeper inside.  He fucked me harder and harder, pulled out and shot a massive load of cum all over my back, I flipped over and greedily cleaned off the spunk from his shaft, he grabbed the back of my head, pushing his dick down my throat and so naturally I carried on deep throating him, “Im fucking cumming again”, within a minute or so of the first load I had another hot cum load, this time straight down my throat. I was knackered….. he then got the giggles and started laughing to himself, “I’ve been wanting that arse of yours for months, I look at your advert everytime it’s in and promise myself I will book that day, I have never found the courage to do it and I can’t believe how nervous and tense I was about coming here, I will be back, if that’s ok”.

Be Back ??  He can come back anytime.   Of course it’s ok !!!!!!!!!

A Working Week

13th January 2013

I had quite a good week with reliable gentlemen.  Monday kicked off mid afternoon when a lovely stocky fun guy, I had seen before Christmas, returned for another visit.  This time to fuck me and shoot his load everywhere.  He’s such a nice pleasant guy, chatting, giggly and fun.  Later that day I had a guy who wanted to pop over for a quickie, he was nervous and had never been sucked off by a bloke before so I gave his eight inch cock the deepest deepest deep throat imaginable, no one deep throats like Steve.  He couldn’t believe how deep I could get it.

Tuesday started early with the return of my silver bearded guy, another one who loves my service but his kink is my deep rimming, he could lie there all week with my tongue up his arse, I can’t usually remember who most people are when they phone, email or text for a repeat appointment but I always remember what they like the minute I see them at the door.  I make a mental note of what everyone prefers to sample during their appointment with me.  Later on the Tuesday I had a rescheduled December appointment with a guy I have blogged about before who simply wants me to lie on the bed and fart for two hours.  That’s the entirety of the appointment.  He is so turned on by it and I just face forward and watch Midsomer Murders.  He gets such a negative reaction across the country with other gay escorts when he mentions his fetish.  For gods sake it’s just a natural function and it’s not harming anyone, it’s not messy but it does require me to have a stew on the afternoon with loads of sprouts in hahahahaha.

Wednesday seen me return to being a top.  My nice thick cock is always a pleasure to ride and my smart suited executive came back for his first appointment since last summer.  He got a right royal fucking off me, I am surprised his legs weren’t like jelly, I fucked him so hard and he loved it.  Another satisfied regular client.   I took the rest of Wednesday off as I was meeting a lovely female friend for drinks at tea time in the Five Swans at Haymarket in Newcastle for a drinkies or three.

Thursday was Timewaster Thursday.  A guy who hoax called me a few months back on an outcall to Annitsford, early one dark horrid rainy morning, decided to ask if I could do a 5.30am incall.  He text me at 5am and I was awake at the time, I had been woken up by my cat deciding that I had too much room in the bed and he didn’t have enough.  I ignored the text as he was stored in the phone as Hoax Annitsford but then came another and another.  I replied with a stern NO and reminded him of his hoax outcall.  To my astonishment he replied saying he had seen me before and yes I had seen his guy before in May/June last year and he was fine, so why did he hoax me in December.  He said he bottled out………. so why didn’t he at least text and cancel instead of making me get out of bed, get showered and get in the car.  I refused to see him.  Yes I may have seen him before but he works in a job where he travels around in a  van so I bet he doesn’t like having his time wasted as much I hate having my time wasted.

With a quiet Thursday over, I settled down to watch a bit of TV in bed with a glass of something 14% and white.  My phone rings…… it’s 10.50pm and I decided to answer it, just incase it was an appointment for Friday.  ”Hiya Steve can I come around now”.   Hmmm, I hummed and harred about it because it was late but said yes, as long as he gave me 20 minutes to get a quick shower and get the room ready.  I told him it was 40 pounds. “I didn’t want to pay that, I just wanted a blow job for maybe 20 quid and I am at the McDonalds/Marriott roundabout so really I wanted right now”.  You want to get me out of bed at 11pm, sort the room out, fart about for a quickie and knock at my door in the next 5 minutes.  No way not at that time of night.  If it had been a half hour appointment, I would have made the effort and I would have allowed a quickie (not at £20 I may add) if he’d rang me half an hour earlier but at that time of night it’s really taking the piss.  If he had been a regular, I probably would have said yes but he was new, it was late and I don’t like the activity at the door, late at night like that with people I don’t know.  I’d been available all day long and the only sniff of interest was a quickie in a few moments time.  I returned to watching Gimme Gimme Gimme on UK Gold and had another glass of wine with my kittens next to me.  That was a better idea.

Friday afternoon comes………. and so do the stag trip blokes, who all ring my directory enquiry listing thinking I am a female stripper.  Maybe after four Stella’s they can’t hear or read properly but Gay Newcastle Escort Steve in the phone book and on 118 is hardly going to be a stripper now is it ?  I had the usual weekly phone call on Friday from a straight guy asking how to break into this work and a lovely sounding gentleman who wants me to visit him in York in February.  A quiet yet productive day at the end.

I had Saturday off, I had a few things on and needed to do my household stuff, however after a quiet few days since Wednesday I am rampant as fuck and I think today I might just ride a blokes cock to within an inch of his life.  My arse is tingling for a fuck so I am hoping that by 1pm this afternoon, some nice well endowed guy will have given it a good shafting and enjoyed the pleasures it gives.

4 Men Then A Cummy Arse

30th December 2012

Almost a year ago I was invited to a private sex party (as an escort) with four older guys, all of whom took turns on my arse and mouth until they were all completely spent.  It was time for a rematch.  Two of the original four guys were there and they invited along another two like minded men.  Once again it happened at the same local hotel within walking distance of my home.  It had been a fantastic experience the first time and so once my fee was negotiated I went along as their cum slut.  One of the guys paid me as agreed and strangely enough it was the same guy who paid me last time and bought drinks for everyone.  I suspect he pays for the appointment as a treat for the other three blokes.  It’s none of my business anyway and if he wants to pay me to service him and three other friends then it’s fine by me.

I arrived, on Saturday afternoon, at the lodge type hotel and went straight to their room.  All four were there and they had champagne for me on arrival.  After the normal hello’s and small talk, I made a beeline for the hairy, goatee bearded daddy type.  He was sitting on the chair next to the work desk.  I sat on his knee, facing him, wearing only a jock strap whilst one of the other gentlemen fingered my arse.  Next thing you know, he’d guided “daddy type’s” cock into my arse and I was well onto my first ride of the afternoon.  One of the other guys licked his balls whilst I slid up and down on his thick shaft, deep kissing him.   The “boss man” who pays for the appointment came over and shoved his dick in my mouth and I greedily slurped up the already seeping pre-cum.

After about 20 rides of daddy dick I moved over to the bed.   The bloke who hadn’t had any attention yet bent me on all fours and fucked me doggy, my arse was open and wet from daddy dick and so he slid straight up without any effort.  I clamped my arse muscles on his cock and he punch fucked me (where you take your dick all the way out and then slam it back up to the balls).   He had a massive donkey dick, much bigger than average.  The boss guy then got behind him and started fucking him, he was now fucking me whilst being fucked himself.  The guy who was playing with daddy dick’s balls, earlier, then shoved his cock in my mouth, he had a nice fat dick, he was Iranian, very hairy and very well spoken when I arrived but now I was being told to “Suck that fucking seed out of my cock, you dirty fucking slut”.

The Bossman, pulled his dick out of the donkey dick guy, came over to me and dumped his spunk all over the dick of the Iranian guy I was sucking off, which was then pushed back into my mouth for me to clean off.  With boss man taking a rest, he sat on the side and watched the action, wanking himself hard again from all the cock, arse and mouth on display.

I flipped on to my back, with a raging hard on, the Iranian guy slurped on my fat dick then mounted me, I had him on top and daddy dick went straight back up my arse.  I still had room for more and the 4th guy with the donkey dick pushed his cock into my mouth and I performed deep throat on his cock.  It wasn’t long until he was spent and a couple of minutes into this session he released a huge load deep down my throat.

It was time for a rest and another glass of champagne.   The boss man led me into the bathroom and sat me in the bottom of the shower cubicle.  Him and daddy dick wanted to piss all over me.  I am not usually into watersports and can’t do it on demand myself but if the mood is horny then I can be open to most things    After waiting a moment or two, daddy dick kicked off and let a huge stream of hot piss release and drenched my chest and cock, the boss man wanted me on all fours and he covered my arse and back in his golden shower.  I then ran a shower.  Whilst running the shower, the Iranian guy joined me, he hadn’t cum yet and so he showered me down and I cleaned up his very hairy body in the shower.  I went down on him and it didn’t take long for him to dump a load of cum over my lips, nose and cheeks.  Nicely mopped up and showered I came back into the room for the finale.

On my back, the Iranian guy. now spent, pulled my legs apart whilst boss man fucked me, then donkey dick had a go and finally daddy dick did the final fuck.   All three guys finished off wanking over me and I was rewarded with three loads of cum over my back face and arse.

A quick shower and it was back to reality.  All four blokes were “fucked” and all very happy.  Quick shower and I made my way home.  It occurred to me that during that whole two hour session I hadn’t even cum.  Yes I have fucked the Iranian guy with him on top and been fucked by them all at some point, pissed on by two of them and swallowed a few loads of cum but I’d not been de-spunked.  But that was about the change.

I walked the short journey home, put on the Christmas Tree lights, poured myself a well deserved glass of wine and closed the blinds, it was just after 4.30pm, the phone rang and it was a regular client of mine.  ”Hi Steve, I was wondering if I could pop over in about 30 minutes, I am off out in town early tonight with my mates and thought I might call in on my way”.     I had a quick shower, heated up the bedroom and got the porn ready.  He arrived just after 5pm, practically ripped off my speedos that he’d asked me to wear, tongued my arse and shoved his lovely cock deep inside, no foreplay, just pure unadulterated sex.  He’s not a quickie either, this bloke can fuck.  I am always so turned on by him and having been fucked almost repeatedly for 2 hours earlier that afternoon I wasn’t far from cumming,  I was dripping in precum from each stroke of my arse, stimulating my prostate gland.  He kept scooping up the precum off my cock and applying it to his cock to use as lube on my hole.  That always turns me on when he’s just as filthy.  Next thing, I knew, he flipped me around and started fucking me really hard, doggy style from behind and I knew I was going to cum.  He pushed his hand around in front of my dick and told me to cum in the cup of his hand.  I did, he pulled out his dick and with my arse wide open he poured all my spunk into my wide open hole and then cum fucked me to oblivion.  My spunk was seeping out of my hole and down my balls and down the shaft of his cock.  He kept pulling out his dick and standing back, wanking it to keep it hard, telling me to push out the spunk, each time it came out, he pushed it back in with his cock, fucking me harder, getting me to push it out.  He was ready to cum and pulled out of my arse, flipped me on my back and dumped his load in mouth.  I was overdosing on spunk today.  I had been fucked stupid since 2pm by 5 different men, pissed on, made to swallow cum, had an arse full of my own juice and now here I was taking another.  It was time to call it a day, my 5pm guy was spent too, “I’ll be having a cracking night now mate, thoroughly filthy you are”.  Yes I am and my god did I work for it on Saturday.  It’s supposed to be Christmas and New Year and here I am working harder than ever.

I took the rest of Saturday night off and went out on Gosforth High Street for a drink with a friend.  No more cum for me until Sunday.

It's Not Christmas Time - It's Timewaster Time

14th December 2012

Us working boys and girls get our fair share of timewasters,  I’ve had a nice run of good appointments and then this week I hit the stumbling block.  It was timewaster time.

Tuesday started fun, guy had text me for an appointment, I asked him to phone, he did, we discussed a time, he booked and said it was for one possibly two hours, gets lost, gets lost again and gets lost once again.  Finds my apartment, arrives and says “Well where’s the lass at”.  Right, I obviously wasn’t his cup of tea but I fail to understand how he thought I was answering the phone for a female escort.  He contacted me, he only conversed with me, yet he thinks he’s going to see a female escort.

Thursday came…  Phone call…  Booking made… then………. No show.  I text him and asked him why he didn’t bother to show and I got the usual “Kid injured in schoolground” saga.  These teachers in UK schools obviously can’t look after the children themselves whilst they’re supposed to be in their charge.  If I had a penny for every excuse about the kid of a client in a school ground accident… you get the picture……..  Does the school secretary say “Mr Wilson isn’t answering his phone, he must be with an escort” and ……. why is it always the father that needs to rush to the school, when I was at school it was usually the mother they contacted first but no you could be manning a crane above a high rise block and then suddenly have to leave your post because Timmy’s hurt his toe.  Do these guys not realise that we hear these excuses every day and whilst rushing to the school like they were up for a “Father of the year award” have they no decency to even cancel the escort with a text message.  No, of course not, because normal day to day life and commitments seem to go out of the window.

Last night was no exception.  After a lovely appointment with a very regular client, I received (once again) a text from someone wanting a 10pm appointment.  He told me he was at work until 9pm and couldn’t ring until then.  The texts still continued though.  Obviously wasn’t that busy at work, he couldn’t call from it but he could carry on texting with it.  By 8.20pm I was tiring of his texts.  Then at 9pm he text me and asked if I did domination……… “No I said”………..  Oh I really wanted thrashed.        That was his get out clause and so it didn’t come off.  He had no intentions of booking, he just wanted to send me 50 texts from his free text allowance.

8.20 this morning………. “Hi Steve, can you do an outcall to Cramlington”…  Yes not a problem, got showered and phoned him to tell him I was setting off, as we’d discussed and hey guess what……… phone switched off.

Let’s hope Saturday has less timewasters and more genuine horny men in store for me.

Trucker Fuck

14th October 2012

It’s been a while since a long distance lorry driver booked my services so on Friday I was quite surprised to get a call from a guy who was parked up on the A69 Newcastle to Carlisle road.  I wasn’t even sure that the appointment would happen because his calls earlier that day didn’t convince me that he was genuine.  Once the texts start, after an initial call and requests for pictures start I usually lose interest and put the call down as another fantasist who would rather talk about an appointment than pay and have an appointment.  This guy became the exception.

After finally confirming it at 6pm, I had a drive down to where he was parked up, his truck was there as discussed and the livery and reg were correct so I walked up to the drivers side of the cab and waited and waited again and waited a bit more, phoned him but it was all to no avail, then just as I was about to pull away he came walking up a country lane and apologised for my inconvenience.  I had no idea what he was doing down the dark country lane hahaha but never mind, it wasn’t for me to question.

This was one strapping bloke, about 6ft 8, ‘tache, one bulk of a guy.  He helped me into the cab and immediately helped himself.  My jeans were off in a flash and he was straight down on my cock.  I lay on the bunk at the back of the cab whilst he slowly sucked me off, enjoying every inch of my cock and commenting on how impressive my low hanging balls were.  Rock hard, he put a rubber on my cock and sat on my thick cock and took every inch of my dick up him.  His arse was tight and moist, I was shocked that he could take cock so easily and called him a filthy slut, “Yes” he said “A filthy slut who has sat driving up the M6 with a butt plug firmly lodgedup my hole”.  Aaah that’s how my cock just slid up without any lube, the dirty fucker had been wanting the real thing all fucking day.

As there wasn’t much room to bang round in the bunk, he edged himself up off my cock a little, giving me enough room to pound his arse hard from underneath.  After about 10 minutes he wanted me to spunk, so he pulled himself off my cock and wanked me hard, with the condom still on and I shot a 5 day load of spunk into the rubber, there must have been about 7 big spurts of juicy thick cum, my cum is always thick and creamy in colour, none of his watery insipid spunk.  Clients don’t always ask me to cum so I save it up for those that want it.  He poured some of the creamy cum onto my arse and lubed up two fingers with my spunk and then shoved them up my arse whilst I sucked his mushroom headed dick.  He needed a release and soon, so he put on a condom and emptied the rest of the condom onto his cock and the crack of my arse, slapped his cock off my arse cheeks and then with no mercy he rammed the fucker right up.  I will admit, it hurt a little, you really shouldn’t just ram your cock up an arse unless you’ve already been fucking it but it felt good and it was all part of the moment.  He kept grunting, pulling it out, slapping it off my arse cheeks and ramming it back up, he fucked and fucked me some more and then pulled out and told me to “Open that cocksucking mouth” and dumped his load down my throat.  I swallowed the lot.  ”Fuck you swallowed it” he said “You’re a fucking slut”.   I always swallow trucker spunk, there’s very few places you can spit it out when you’re in the back of a truckers cab.

He jumped into the front of the cab and cleaned himself up, passed me the used wrappers to take home and gave me a bottle of water.  ”My cock’s still hard” he said “Have we got time for a quickie outside”.   Yeah ok I thought, so I jumped down the side of the cab and cocked one leg up on the step at the side of the truck.  In went his lovely cock again.  I was enjoying his cock so much that I got hard again, so he reached over and wanked me off whilst enjoying the pleasures of my arse, I was so turned on by this big brute of a bloke that I was ready to shoot a second load.  Shooting a second load is unheard of with me, I can go 10 days without cumming now I was about to do it twice in an hour.  ”I am not fucking wasting it” he said and pulled out his cock from my arse, turned me around and I shot a small thick load of cum all over his covered cock.  He then turned me back around and he fucked the cum up my arse, pulled out and told me to push out the load.  My creamy spunk from the first load and now the second ran out of my arse crack and onto the head of his cock and he said “It’s going back up that fucking cumhole” so he pushed it back up my arse with the head of his cock, fucked it in until it was churned up inside, pulled out his cock and dumped his second load all down my back and then rubbed all the spunk into my arse cheeks, at the same time, the bubbly churned up spunk started to seep down my balls. I was covered in spunk.

He was one filthy man !!!.

Just as I was leaving, I asked if he’d had a good time “Fuck Steve, my wife gives me a birthday fuck once a year, I never get depraved sleazy sex like that, of course I had a good time, I’ll wank over this for months”.

Another satisfied trucker.

Spunk Play

8th October 2012

I had a very interesting appointment a few nights ago with a guy who was an arse worshipper.  He arrived, usual chit chat and then he wanted me to get into a comfortable position on the bed, wearing a jock strap whilst he worshipped, fucked, fingered, licked and spanked my arse.  No reciprocation was required, he simply wanted admire my arse.

Before the fun commenced he asked me spunk into a small milk jug so he could play with my cum on my arse and push it in and out of my hole.  Nothing wrong with that, so the first 10 minutes was spent with his tongue up my arse whilst he tugged on my cock until I got to the point where I needed to shoot my load.  I had just returned from holiday and had not cum during my entire week away and so there was 8 days of cum needing released.  10 massive spurts of cum shot from my dick into the milk jug.  It was now time for his fun.

I lay on the bed, facing the tv and porn, on top of five pillows with another pillow under my belly, to give him maximum exposure of my cheeks and hole. Within a minute or so he had his dick inside my hole, he had a fat cock with a thick head and a massive girth.  It really opened me up, he proceeded to fuck me for about 10 minutes, slowly, pulling out and forcing my cheeks apart to view my open hole, I then positioned myself with my arse higher in the air and in went the whole jug of spunk, poured directly into my arse hole.  He got me to clench my arse lips shut and then he licked the outside of my hole and started fingering me.

It wasn't long before his cock was back up there, as his thick cock entered my hole and up the insides of my arse, my cum started to flow down his shaft, making a bubbly mess as it stuck to his cock.  He pulled out his cock, scooped the cum off his shaft, dumped it on the ring of my arse and then pushed it deep inside with the thick head of his impressive dick.

He then sat back, rubbing the remaining spunk that had ran down my balls back onto my arse cheeks and asked me to open up and push out the spunk.  Out came a dribbling mess, which he caught in the cup of his hands and then smeered all over his dick, using it as lube for his wank and then shot a massive load of spunk all over my back.  He mopped up his spunk with a face towel, wanked his cock more until it was rock hard again and proceeded to fuck me stupid for another 15 minutes until he could hold no longer, he whipped off the rubber and I turned around and he dumped the second load all over my mouth and face.

I felt like such a spunk whore and it was a filthy experience that's got me hard already from re-living it through my blog LOL

Dirty Bastard

23rd August 2012

I had a nice appointment yesterday with a very sexy, hairy 20's guy who called me a "Dirty Bastard" throughout the appointment.  Thick set and hairy, he's just the sort of guy who is always welcome at my door.

 He was quite nervous to begin with, a little bit shy when telling me what he liked but it didn't take him long to lose his inhibitions when a dribble of pre-cum spurted out in the first few minutes and I greedily licked off all the juice, that was when the first "Dirty Bastard" comment was made.  I wasn't long into the appointment before I had two fingers and a dildo up his arse, darting in and out, my arse fucked and the first dump of cum.

He'd already told me, in advance, that he wanted to cum twice and that's always fine by me, so it was on with round two.  He was in awe of my rock hard thick cock and tugged on it like his life depended on it.  "Can we use some toys on your arse", oh yes please and so I eagerly chose the nine inch purple dildo for my pleasure.  He pushed the dildo in a little and then, stood over me, with my legs in the air, he forced the other eight inches inside and proceeded to fuck the living daylights out of my hole, the dildo was being rammed into me with such force, back and forth, right out to the tip and then all the way back up that I didn't know if I was coming or going.  He pulled out the dildo and inserted 4 fingers into my gaping arse, stretching my hole to the point there half of his hand could get inside.  Out came his fingers and in went the dildo again, fucking my hole with stamina and strength.  He lay back on the bed and I moved opposite him to get good access to his arse, I stuck two fingers inside his hole, whilst on the other side of the bed he with one hand he put 3 or 4 fingers up my hole whilst the other hand was tugging on his rock hard cock and then he suddenly shot such an intense load that the spunk landed all over his face.

A truly spectacular session, well drained and well satisfied.

 He can come back anytime.  I think he's more of "Dirty Bastard" than I am.

No Shows - What Do They Get Out Of It

16th September 2012

Every escort, like myself, is plagued with no shows, what do they get out of it ?

A few weeks ago I was contacted by a gentleman who wanted an appointment a week on Monday, he phoned me, had a lengthy discussion and said he would book a week on Monday when his wife was away.  Never heard another thing.  Thing is, this doesn’t bother me in the slightest.  I get dozens of calls every week from guys who say they will ring back, many are just sounding me out and I may not have been what they were looking for and that’s fine, I don’t take offence if they don’t ring again but what gets me and every other escort down is the guys who book for a specific time and then don’t show.

This week alone I have had 5 guys who said they would visit me but didn’t show, three I didn’t believe, one I thought was possible and one I thought was definite.

The definite one wanted 1pm on Friday, so I gave him directions and told him to phone when he was at the place I tell all new clients to ring me from.  He’d booked at 11am and sounded lovely so I thought this one would most certainly come off.  I’d asked him which was he was coming off the A1, whether it was northbound or southbound and he said he was coming from Durham so it would be northbound.  He phoned as requested at 1pm and said “Sorry Steve, I’ve not left Durham yet, I have to go back to work, another time maybe”.  Maybe not.  Durham is 30 minutes away and so he would have known at 12.30 he could not attend and made no effort to cancel it until his actual arrival time, thus inconveniecing me because I could have easily booked someone else in for 1pm who I had turned away.  These are the exact same guys who don’t like being inconvenienced in their own jobs and yet don’t think twice about doing it to me in my job.

There are genuine clients who book and who say to me “Steve, why did you give me a run around with making me get to a certain area and then give out the address, it would be much easier to just give the address out in the first place so us guys know where we are going”.  I explain everytime that guys like that 1pm appointment would then have my address and yet have no intention of booking.  I need privacy too.

Guys ring all the time and says, “Keep 5pm free and I will ring when I am in the area” without ever finding out which part of Gosforth I am in.  I take these all with a pinch of salt because 4 out of 5 of them never book or “get in the area” so if someone else who sounds more genuine rings for 5pm, I am going to take their 5pm as opposed to the one who is ringing when he gets nearby.  Sometimes those appointments do come to fruition and I always apologise and try and move stuff around to accommodate them, even if they have to wait 20 minutes to see me.

The no shows are always shocked when I answer their subsquent call a month or so later (when they think I’ve forgot) and remind them of their no show.  ”I was called into work”, “The car broke down”, “Little Johnny got hurt in the playground”, “My wife came home”.  All these drama’s, there’s always an excuse but when you book an escort, no show and have your phone switched off, there is no excuse.  It takes 2 seconds of your time to cancel a liaison, so if the car broke down and you’re waiting for Green Flag to arrive, during that 45 minute wait for the recovery truck to arrive, do you think you could even just spare a few moments to text the escort and stop wasting their time.   The no shows think their excuse is unique, it’s not, I hear it all the time.  I love the “called into work” excuse when it’s at 8pm.  Blimey they booked an escort and didn’t remember they were on emergency call out.  Yes sometimes these excuses are genuine but most of the time they’re not and we all know they’re not, we hear them all too often.

The best excuse of 2012, when I pulled a no show, was that it was his uncle’s phone he inherited and he was sorry for his Uncle Gordon’s conduct but Uncle Gordon had returned to Pakistan and he wondered seeing as he was technically a new client if I would give him a chance.  My reply was “So you inherit a phone from an Uncle who no shows escorts and you apologise about his conduct, most guys would just say I don’t know what you’re talking about if it was genuine and it’s odd, uncle and nephew like to ring the same escorts for appointments.  That’s one hell of a co-incidence”.  He hung up and didn’t phone back.

I don’t know what they get out of booking fake appointments with an escort. I don’t mind the countless enquiries but I do take offence at the no shows.  It’s the worst thing about this industry.  There’s timewasters in every field, GP’s get no show patients, hairdressers get no show clients, reps go to empty houses, it happens, but when someone is inviting relative strangers into their home for paid sex it makes it worse.  We put ourselves in a vulnerable position, inviting men we don’t know to visit us and so the no shows are the lowest of the low, playing on the goodwill of escorts to release their personal information when the client has no intention of keeping to their word.

Hotel Beefcake

14th September 2012

On Monday, I received a very early call at 7.15am from a nice sounding guy looking for an appointment, he was staying at a local hotel and had to check out at 12noon and so was was either interested in me visiting him before 12 or coming to visit me after 12.  We discussed prices and he said he’d phone back.

He phoned back a few hours later and said he might be staying on another night but had to go into a meeting and so he would keep in touch.  I never thought anymore of it.  Loads of guys phone and say they’re going to ring back and don’t so it’s not something I take a great deal of notice of, however at 1.30 I recieved a phonecall asking me to visit him at his hotel.  It wasn’t too far away and I was ready anyway and so I agreed to be there by 2pm.

I arrived at the room to find a near naked muscled beefcake with a heavy shadow beard and pecks that were out of this word.  Wow, this is the guy I was about to get fucked by and I am getting paid !!!! What a treat.

He sorted out the cash and put his hands straight down my jeans.  ”Fuck thats a big cock” he said and greedily took down my pants to get his hands on my cock.   I rubbed my cock against his and his cock grew to an impressive eight inches.  I put his dick in my mouth and deep throated it to the balls.  He pulled me up and pushed me up against the bed, “Spread those fucking cheeks and get this cock up your arse”.  I turned around to take it on all fours but he forced me onto my back and with a big thrust he shoved his cock deep into my hole.  He fucked me harder and harder until he could take no more, pulled out, pulled my head around to him and dumped all of his juice in my mouth and told me to swallow.

“I’ll keep your number, your filthy”, he said as I left the room.

This job does have it’s perks.

On His Way To See His Girlfriend

8th September 2012

A few days ago I had a phone call from a very nice sounding gentleman who lived nearby.  He wanted to visit me at my home at around 7pm and wanted to know if I had shower facilities, deodorant and aftershave, yes hahaha, I have all of that suff, it comes as standard.

He arrived and didn't require a shower, he'd just had one and smelt lovely.  He was a very sexy guy too, about my age, goatee beard, nice smooth skin, hairy chest and lovely cock.  He was initially only interested in oral but when he seen how big my cock was he decided he wanted to be fucked too.  Not a problem..... I hadn't cum all day so it would be a pleasure to fuck such a fine handsome hunk of a guy.

He started off on my cock, he just couldn't get enough of it and because he was very attractive I was hard from the moment he walked in the door.  He sucked like a pro, you wouldn't think he was a 39 year old guy with limited male to male experiences.  He climbed on top of me in a 69 position and forced his solid cock down my eager throat.  He banged away at my mouth with such force and I willingly obliged.  The 69 suck seemed to go on forever, he was such a keen cocksucker and kept telling me how lovely my big cock was and how desperate he was to have it up his arse.

I pulled away from his cock and forced both of his balls into my mouth, there's a technique to it, it's not hard to do and clients always shriek with delight when it's done to them.  Next was his arse, which I moistened up with a bit of deep tonguing and then it was onto the prize.  I got him to the end of the bed and inserted my small butt plug up his arse.  He quickly accostomed to having something up his arse but my cock just couldn't get inside, he was very tight. I pushed in the tight butt plug again and then replaced it with a larger dildo which wasn't as thick as my cock but was a gradient above the butt plug.  With a little flinch and a slight squeal he took it all.  A minute or so of aclimatising his arse, he was ready for the real thing.  In went my all seven and a half inches to the balls.

"Aaaah fuck that's so fucking good" he said in a soft tone, I banged away for a good 10 minutes and then shot a massive load all over his back and watched it run down his arse cheeks.  I spooned some of it up and put my spunky fingers in his mouth and as he turned around on his back, my mouth made a beeline for his cock and he wanked a massive 8 spurt load of cum onto my tongue and down my throat.

De-Spunked, he had a glass of lime infused water and rested for a few seconds.  He then took a shower.

"Thanks for that Steve, just off out to meet the girlfriend for a few beers and that was just what I needed to put me in a good mood, that's why I wanted to know about the shower, aftershave and deodorant".

Yes, he did me on his way out to see his girlfriend and got himself spruced up for her after he'd been secretly fucked by another bloke. Horny man !!!!!

Woken Up At 5.30am By A Sexy Horny Man

26th August 2012

On Friday night, I was so tired I fell asleep watching tv in bed.  Actually fell asleep totally with the TV still blaring away.  I woke up at about 2am and switched it off.  My little kitten was snuggled into my neck and it didn’t take long to get back off to sleep.

I woke up at 5.30am by my phone ringing, I’d forgot to put it on silent with falling asleep.  He wasn’t drunk, sounded like he’d been up all night though and asked if I would travel to Ashington for an appointment.  Yes, well I’d been asleep since 9pm the previous night so why not and we agreed that I would be there by 6.30am.

I arrived in a nice residential area, a starter home estate where Mr and Mrs Early 30’s with 2.4 children tend to live.  I knocked at the door and a very horny late 20’s guy answered the door wearing nothing down below and only a vest.  ”Come in and get your mouth around my fat nob”.  Well……… he didn’t waste much time.

After about 10 minutes of deep oral he wanted to know which toys I had in my bag and we proceeded to fuck his arse with my medium sized butt plug, whilst I sucked him off again.  Next it was his turn to suck my fat dick and whereas a lot of guys that I meet who identify themselves as “open minded” tend to like to suck cock a little, this guy just loved it and spent the best part of 25 minutes on my cock.  I was very aware the the hour was sort of closing to an end and he was desperate for cum and so I dumped a 4 day load of spunk into his mouth.  In this work it’s rare I am asked to cum and so I just let it build up until the next client feels the need to have my seed.

After spitting out the cum, he went back for the final drops and then lay back on the bed.  I went to finish him off and he grabbed my head and facefucked me silly until he dumped a very thick gloopy sticky load in my mouth.  He then chucked on a pair of jogging pants and lit up a cigarette and thanked me for my visit.

I was back home at 8am, made myself a cheese toastie, sorted out my “entertaining room” and got myself ready for my pre-booked 10am appointment.  Luckily this guy just wanted to use my holes so I was able to start accumulating another 4 days load for the next sexy man who wants my load.

It’s not bad being woken up by a sexy horny man like that.

The Need For Discretion

24th August 2012

A few phone calls lately asking about discretion got me wondering about what indiscreet things clients have encountered from escorts.

The most popular questions put to me are

You won’t ring this number back again will you ?

If you get a call off a woman asking who you are, you won’t say you’re an escort ?

You don’t know people in my street, do you ?

My mate lives nearby, you won’t go telling him will you ?

You don’t pass on my numbers to other escorts, do you ?

Point 1,  In all of the years I have escorted, I have never ever called back a client after an appointment.  I have no need to, my phone is for incoming calls only.  The only time I call back a client if I have just missed his call, or the call failed or he’s just left the house and left his watch or glasses or keys behind.  I never call back on any other occasion.

Point 2, Women rarely ring me and so if a woman does I am usually on my guard straight away.  I always answer the phone as “Steve Speaking” and let the person calling me tell me what they want, I don’t answer it as “Steve fuck slut escort”.

Point 3, Even if I did know people in your street, which is quite rare they’d hardly wonder why I was seen nearby, I know lots of people in lots of streets in lots of places, it doesn’t mean they’re shagging me.

Point 4, I don’t make a habit of telling stories, I am hardly going to run to one of my neighbours and tell them who was fucking my arse the night before.  It just doesn’t happen.

Point 5, No I don’t but I do pass on the numbers of timewasters, no shows and abusive blokes.  If you timewaste me then I have the right to keep that number and hopefully stop you from doing it to someone else.  No shows and timewasters are the worst thing about escorting, they really don’t understand how it upsets and inconveniences the escort it’s done to.  None of you like being timewasted at work so why do you do it to us in our work.

One telephone call yesterday somewhat amused me, it was from a guy who said “Are you very discreet though Steve” and in the next breath said “Can you message me some pictures of you on your phone”.  Ok so I am expected to be discreet but then he wants me to send pictures to his phone.  That’s not very discreet for me, is it ?   Those pictures could end up on anyone’s phone.  No I simply don’t send pictures.

Sunday 19 May 2013

Hottest Day Of The Year

20th August 2012


Saturday was apparently the hottest day of the year in some parts and it was no exception where I was.  After a boring few days with very little happening I found myself staying overnight in York.  It has been booked in for some time with a guy I have seen a few times who seen me once in Newcastle and once for a weekend to his home in Norfolk (which I did a blog post about).

This time he asked for me to visit him in York for a the evening.  He was there on a social visit but had his own hotel room and so he thought it would be nice to invite me down for the evening and sneek me in the "back door" so to speak.

I got to the station and walked up to the hotel, which was about a 10 minute walk, knocked at his room and he was dressed in only a towel which didn't stay on for very long.  Within about 5 minutes he had me bent over the sink in the bathroom and video'd himself fucking my tight arse on his phone for future wank sessions.  It didn't take him long to shoot his load and then he got ready and went off to his social function.  I had the rest of the night to myself until he was due back at 11pm, so I went for a couple of drinks at a few gay friendly places and a pizza.  Returned back to the room in time for his entrance and when I heard him bid a friend goodnight in the hotel hallway I got on the bed, on all fours, pre-lubed and awaited his arrival.

He walked into the hotel room and literally unzipped his suit trousers and gave me a right royal fucking with his suit still on, his dick is a lovely thick 7 and a half inches and he fucked me from tip to balls in long deep strokes telling me what a dirty fucking cock hungry slut I was.  After about 10 minutes of fucking me stupid, he pulled out and made me swallow my second load of the night , he then zipped up and poured us a glass of wine.

He told me I was the most spontaneous fuck he's ever encountered and that I never fail to amaze him and teach him just how horny sex can be between two men.  I don't think his wife has ever been as dirty as I can be.

When I woke up on Sunday morning, I arose to a nice smiling face and two fingers eagerly fingering my arsehole, then I got a fantastic blow job, shot my load in his mouth which he then spat onto my arse and fucked into me with his rock hard cock again.  He didn't take long to come this time and within no time he was on the last strokes, pulled out his dick, ripped off the condom and dumped his third load of the weekend all over my cock and balls.

Three loads of cum off him, one load of cum off me, fucked three times, yes it was a hot weekend.  My arse was still tingling all the way back on the train on Sunday morning.

Four Cocks A Day Keeps The Cobwebs Away

15th August 2012


Yes….. I got myself involved in a group session over the weekend.  Four older blokes, all bisexual who were having a private hotel meet together asked for my services.  I’d spoken to one of them a few months back on a swinging site I advertise on, he knew a few like minded men who also regularly hired the services of gay escorts and he said he could come back to me if he could set something up.  I never thought I’d hear anymore about it until last Wednesday when they decided they’d hire a cheap hotel room and hire my services.  They’d seen the website and liked my football kit theme and so booked me to “play the field” with them.

I arrived at the travelodge type place on time, it was just around the corner from my home, to be greeted by a very attractive silver fox who showed me into the bathroom to get changed.  On the bed were two blokes, one was sat in a chair and they were waiting on the fourth arriving a little later.  Brief chat about what I wouldn’t do (which isn’t much) and it was down to business.  It’s a long long time since I have participated in group sex so I wasn’t sure how this would turn out.  I need not have worried.

By the time the fourth guy arrived, I was already on all fours on the bed with my arse being groped by a couple of filthy older blokes, one of whom was very excitable when he was rubbing the head of his cock up and down my arse crack.  The reason for me being there was for all four of them to take turns fucking me.  They’d read the blog and understood from it that I could take cock and for a long time but didn’t believe it until they experienced it.   Within in the first 20 minutes of arriving I counted 12 instances of being penetrated anally by 4 different cocks one after the other, approximately three rides each, although I am sure the bloke with the big fat cock had four runs of my hole.  It’s hard to concentrate on who is fucking you when you have four horny men at your arse and mouth spit roasting you with cock.

After about another 30 minutes of being “used”, one of the guys, got dressed and got us some refreshments.  A crisp glass of chardonnay from the pub next door each before we moved into the second hour.

Next it was me on my back, with my umbro top on and my legs in the air and whilst one fucked me slowly, I had another in my mouth experiencing deep throat, one playing with my nipples and one lifting up my balls and watching the cock slither in and out of my hole, each of them again taking turns on fucking me until they were all at the point where they had to shoot, then moving onto the floor they all stood over me and spunked all over my face.  I was covered in about 20 spurts of cum and then I eagerly sat up and cleaned off all four cocks until there wasn’t a single drop of spunk leaking from their dicks.

Quick shower…. I needed it after being covered in four huge cum loads and then a brisk walk home.  On my walk home I bumped into a friend on Great North Road, he said “Steve you look a bit flustered”.  Flustered…….. if only he knew what I had been up to.

Better Sex With Men

13th August 2012


A client I seen last week said, “Straight men who don’t have sex with other blokes don’t know what they’re missing out on”.   This coming from a guy who hadn’t had sex with other men until he was in his late 30’s.  He’s divorced and has a sort of on off relationship going on with a woman but likes the excitement of sex with men.

I think it’s well known that men give the best blow jobs. We do know our way around a cock in a way that women don’t seem to understand at times.  Saying that I’ve never had a blow job off a woman so I couldn’t compare it but I am told time and time again, when sucking away on their cocks, that “blokes do blow jobs better”.

I think part of it is the excitement of doing something they think they shouldn’t be doing.  With so many wives making anal sex a no go area, this is one activity that a lot of men visit me for.  Whether they class themselves as straight, bisexual or open minded they love the idea of putting their hard dick inside a warm, clean, moist arse, partly because it’s forbidden fruit and partly to see whether it’s a myth that fucking arse is all it’s cracked up to be.  The amount of well endowed men I have met who have been amazed at how they can go balls deep inside me when it’s impossible at home to get it that far up, is something I see all the time.  ”Does it not hurt having cock that far inside” and “Fuck…. that deep” are just a couple of the regular comments I get when they’re all the way up inside.

On an average appointment, I will usually have had my cock sucked, had a few fingers pushed up inside, had my nipples chewed, been fucked, deep throated him, rimmed him, usually had a few fingers up too and sometimes my cock.  A few, but not many appointments have kissing involved and it’s rare I get rimmed but hey I don’t complain, even though I am immaculately clean in that area with no nasties in sight.  On almost every appointment I get a mouthfull of spunk in my mouth and the usual comment of “Are you sure you want me to cum in your mouth” tells me a lot about what’s not on the menu for them.

Most guys I see are 40 years old and upwards.  I see the odd guy in his 20’s and a few guys in their 30’s but, on the whole, most of the people who walk through my door are 40 years plus…..  These are the guys who have probably been exclusively heterosexual for their teens, twenties and part of their thirties, but when they’ve matured a little, so has their sexual outlook on life.  Whereas in their teens they probably took the piss out of gay men and made “bum bandit” jokes with their mates, as they got older they too have seen it in a whole new light, good sex, no fuss, brilliant blow jobs and a fuck to blow their brains out.

Maybe it’s just a myth that you get better sex with men.  Those of you who have thought about it should give it a try, you might agree.

Thick Fat Cock

6th August 2012


I had a guy come to see me yesterday (Sunday), nice stocky baldy bloke, I’ve seen him before a couple of years ago, he’s chatty and very pleasant.  He dropped his pants and I was in awe of his cock.  It was the sort of cock you could hang a dozen wet bath sheets off.  Solid is not the word, rock rock hard is more accurate and thick.

I gave him what he described as his “Best blow job ever”.  I really sucked hard on his thick shaft, taking it down my throat and slobbering away on the solid, bright red head of his nob.   He shot the thickest, juiciest cum load I’ve had this year and I greedily swallowed the lot.  I love the look on a guys face when he realises he doesn’t have to pull it out to cum and their delight when you swallow all their muck.

I love giving blow jobs and making someones day a happier day.

Compliments Then A Cummy Arse

27th July 2012


Isn’t it nice when a lovely guy comes and to see you and pays compliment after compliment.

I had a guy here yesterday who travelled about 30 odd miles to see me, arrived and immediately paid compliment about my street, my house and my bathroom.  He said it was a pleasure to meet a guy for fun in such nice surroundings.  I was really pleased.

He came through to the bedroom after his shower and loved the porn playing, the nice delicate lime infused water but most of all he loved my deep throat and couldn’t contain his excitement of being balls deep up my arse.  The look on his face as I sat on top riding his dick from the tip to the balls and just as he was at breaking point, I jumped off his cock and took a massive thick load of cum in my mouth.  It took him a good 5 or 6 minutes to compose himself after enjoying fantastic sex.

It was a really nice appointment, he went away very satisfied and I had a huge big grin on my face all afternoon because I knew he’d had a fantastic time.  His cock was so hard that a few hours later I could still feel where it had been up my arse.  Tremendous arse fucker !!!

The evening got even better when I turned up to a housecall outside Ponteland.  I wore a sports top and a pair of jeans with my football shorts on underneath.  The guy couldn’t contain himself and with the football shorts around my ankles I was fucked silly over the breakfast bar in the kitchen.  There was no foreplay, just pure unadulterated arse fucking.  He’d obviously been taking viagra because it’s only guys on viagra who can fuck repeatedly like that for almost an hour.  He was amazed that I could stay hard whilst being fucked repeatedly.  I love cock up my arse so much, it really turns me on to be fucked and filled with a nice thick cock.

Half way through the fuck me got me to wank off into a small glass as he wanted to fuck me with spunk.  He bent me over and inserted a kitchen funnel into my arse and poured my thick load of cum into my hole and then pushed his dick inside and fucked it all the way up my arse.  He was throughly filthy.  He then pulled out and watched the cum run down my balls, then he scooped up the cum with the head of his cock and fucked it back in.   I like it when men are adventurous.  Don’t be afraid to ask for this service if you want to use my cum as lube on my own arse I am always happy to oblige.  There’s nothing unsafe about being fucked with your own cum.  It’s a real turn on for most blokes to fuck a cummy arse and it’s a real turn on for me to hear and see the pleasure a bloke gets from fucking me.

Football Shorts

26th July 2012


There was no specific request for them yesterday, I received a phonecall about 12 noon from a guy wanting an hour of my time from about 12.30 and he asked me to dress fun and sexy but masculine.  I asked if he meant smart and suited and he said no sexy and fun.  What’s more sexy and fun than a bloke in an umbro football top, adidas shorts with thick white adidas socks.

He arrived, on time at 12.30 and I stood behind the door, so as not to reveal my attire to any passing neighbours.  ”Fuck” he said as I closed the door, “That’s fun and sexy”.

We went through to my playroom and he grabbed a bit of the prize.  His hands were all over me, deep kissing and touching my arse and rock hard cock.  He wanted me on all fours on the bed in my full kit whilst he prodded, rubbed and felt every part of my rugby cub body.  He was still fully dressed in his suit, he’d undone his tie and showed a bit of his very hairy chest off to make me wet and excited.  He got me back on all fours and asked me to shake my arse whilst he undressed, at which point he pulled off his trouser belt and gave my arse a few whacks of his strap, telling me what a dirty fucking slut I was hanging back after Sunday morning football so a rival football manager could try me out for his team.  Oh he was well into the scenario.  One we hadn’t even discussed.

Completely naked, he jumped on the bed behind me and pulled down the shorts a little to reveal my arse crack.  His tongue slobbered on the crack of my arse and his hands made a beeline for my cock, tugging it hard within my shorts.  I turned onto my back and he ripped off the shorts, to reveal my jock strap underneath.  ”Fuck you are in a fun mood” he said with a glint in his eye.

His hands started exploring my hairy chest and pecks, “Fuck it” he said “You’re gonna have to get some cock in you”.  He tongued out my super clean arse crack and then stood to the side of the bed, with my head leaning back off the bed he now was in a perfect position to force his cock down my throat, which he soon did…….  fucking my mouth stupid.

“Bend over and give this horny older dad a piece of that arse”.  I bent over and in went his lovely juicy cock.  Nice and slow, he fucked me up to his balls and with his hands up my football top he twisted my nipples until they were sore.  With his balls banging off my arse with every stoke I knew it  wasn’t going to be long and within a few minutes he was de-spunked.

“Fuck that’s just what I needed”.  We both lay on the bed with a glass of iced lemon water, still with twenty minutes to go.  He started deep kissing me again with his hands on my chest and then his hand slid down the front of my jock strap and he started wanking my cock, he took the thick black dildo I have on the side of the bed and without much force, he pushed it inside my open arse crack and proceeded to fuck me with the toy.  After about 10 minutes of being fucked my an 8 inch dildo, I could feel the spunk rising and just as I was about to shoot, with one hand on the dildo and one on my cock, he directed the spunk to his face and I shot a massive load of cum all over his beard.

“I think that’s been one hell of a session”, he said with a huge smile.  ”All of that from wearing a pair of football shorts, god that was horny”.

I kept the football shorts on all day.  It wasn’t the only action they encountered.

How To Get The Best Out Of Your Appointment

24th July 2012

I’ve written a few pointers to help you get the most of our your appointment with myself or any other escort you may book in the future.  Keeping to these guidelines will ensure you get the maximum enjoyment from your appointment and for first timers it will give you an idea of what to expect from an appointment.

The Enquiry

When ringing an escort, try to do so from a number that is not withheld or blocked.  If you withhold your number the escort may not pick up the call or may not give you the information you need to make your appointment.  It screams “Something to hide” to us escorts and we realise you’re doing it for your own discretion but please take my word for it, we won’t be calling you back on your number.  You will get a better response if you show your caller ID.  Wherever possible, tell the escort where you seen their advert.  It helps them work out where they’re getting the best response from.

If you email or text, please have a concise list of questions.  Don’t drip feed us for 45 minutes with “Services”, “Is that with a condom”, “Do you suck”.  We will get tired of it by the 5th text message.  Sometimes I can receive texts just before a client arrives and may reply to one or two of them, then the client arrives and I am busy for the next hour and I can come back to barrage of nasty texts because I’ve not replied.  I’ve not replied because I am busy, you wouldn’t like it if I text other clients during time you were paying for. If an escort asks you to ring, it doesn’t mean send me another 8 text messages, it means can you give me a ring.  It doesn’t have to be immediately (unless it’s a short notice appointment) but usually after 5 or 6 texts I like to speak to person I am going to meet.  I never give out my address to first timers by text, so expect that you’ll be asked to call if you want to visit me.

If you have been on the website, which like mine is furnished with everything you need to know, then yes check on services, especially if it’s something you definitely want but don’t go overboard wanting to know the complete ins and outs of each service.  It ends up sounding like a wank call.

New clients will be asked to get to my area, to a certain location and ring for the door number/street name.  This is common practice, please don’t be offended, it’s not intentional and although you’re genuine, there’s a lot of guys out there who are not and I’d rather the no shows didn’t know which house or street I live in.  It for a bit of discretion for myself.  It’s a privilege to obtain my address details not a right.  You don’t need to go through this rigmarole again on subsequent appointments.

If you ring an escorts number and there is no answer, leave a message or send a text, he may be busy on another appointment or with family and friends and unable to pick up the call.  We don’t answer calls whilst in the presence of clients, we couldn’t answer our calls in front of you.  Just be patient.

The Appointment

It’s standard courtesy to offer payment to the escort at the beginning of the appointment, however many escorts don’t bother with that practice and I certainly don’t with regular clients but I do with new guys.  If you’re nervous about handing money over then why not just put it in a clean white envelope and hand it over at the beginning, you can then relax and have a fabulous time.

An escort will usually list what they will and what they will not do, some passive escorts are just that, passive, some are top only, others like me are happy with fucking or being fucked, some don’t offer fucking, always make sure the escort does this particular service at the enquiry stage and double check when making a firm booking.  Most men can’t ejaculate 6 and 7 times a day and for an escort this is a job where they may be expected to have sex with a few men in a day, so a versatile escort may have just cum before your enquiry and may be looking for a passive experience with the next client.  75% of my appointments are men wanting my arse or oral sex and most don’t request or require me to cum so it’s never usually an issue with me but always double check.  If you see an escort regularly always remind him who you are so he can tailor the experience to your likes and dislikes.

For me, the appointment is about what the client wants, not what I want, saying that I won’t do certain things a client may want but I will always give him as much as I can physically offer.  When in an appointment don’t be demanding this and demanding that in a demanding tone, unless it’s a role play and that scenario is taking place.  It just gets an escorts back up.  If a client is respectful and courteous, you’ll get that courtesy back ten fold.

We’re not all Brad Pitt, some escorts show their faces in public, others don’t, we will however be freshly showered and immaculately clean.  We expect the same of our clients.  There’s nothing worse than sucking on pissy cock or smelling pissy pubes.  If you want your arse rimmed please don’t be offended if you are asked to shower in our presence, it’s nothing personal but there’s a lot of bacteria and nasties in that region that no escort wishes to catch.  I am sure you understand.

If the front door bell goes or the house phone rings when in an appointment, don’t be startled and start panicking.  Escorts can’t help people knocking at the door when they’re working or ringing the house phone.  Neighbours don’t exactly know what’s going on and so might have a parcel or someone is coming door to door collecting for charity.  Don’t worry it’s never another client, guy simply don’t just knock like that and it’s can’t be helped, not when you are visiting someone who is working from their own home.

Afterwards

Most escorts don’t clockwatch.  I certainly don’t but I do have other things on in my life, like taking my cat to the vets, meeting friends for drinks, seeing other guys, so if you book an hour, it’s an hour that’s booked, not two.  Sometimes I don’t mind hanging back at a hotel chitty chatting but other times I have that much on I don’t really have time to hang back off the clock.  If you book an incall then most escorts will expect you to leave at the end of your time.  They have other stuff they have to get on with, calls to return etc.

A good respectful escort will never contact you after an appointment.  I’ve never ever contacted a client back after an appointment except when he’s just left and I have noticed his watch at the side of the shower.  Those circumstances are acceptable.  Don’t be concerned that we’re going to start keeping a list of all your numbers in our phones.  We tend to keep the telephone numbers of guys who have messed us about in the past to stop them doing it again

Tagged By Two Mates

24th July 2012


 It’s rare that I see men who identify themselves as gay so when two blokes ring me up for an appointment I always ask whether they are a gay couple.  Usually they’re not, they’re just two open minded men who fancy getting another bloke to suck them off.  One such appointment happened yesterday.  A guy I had seen a year or so ago was in town with a colleague and he had some porn on his laptop, so after a few drinks, they put on the porn and both had a wank over it.  Nothing else was said, they didn’t touch each other but both “shared a moment” over the porn. However the colleague said a fantasy of his was to watch another bloke getting a blow job off a guy.  He wasn’t gay or even bisexual but with the emphasis on cock in most porn films he said it was something he wouldn’t mind trying sometime.   He said he’d seen it once at a swinging club and often wondered what it was like in reality.

This fantasy was on both of their minds all day, so at 6pm last night, a guy, someone I had seen before, a year or so ago asked if I would come to their hotel in Durham and give him a blow job whilst his friend watched.  Yes …… that’s not a problem.

I arrived on time, went to the room where both guys were waiting, rather awkwardly, one sat on the edge of the bed whilst the colleague sat in the chair and watched as I pulled down his friends trousers and proceeded to give him deep throat.    He wanked for a little over it, then holding the back of my head, he proceeded to push me down on his friend’s cock, getting the shaft deeper and deeper down my throat.

I knew he wouldn’t be shy for long and standing to the side he beckoned me to suck his cock too.  He was nicely shaven down below and had quite a nice girth.  I put his cock right down my throat and he let out such a gasp, telling me how fucking wonderful it felt.  You could tell he was extremely excited and didn’t want to cum quickly, so I pulled off his cock and went back to the other guy.    ”Can you take it in both holes” his colleague said.  ”Oh yes, I can take a cock in each end no problem”.  Within a few seconds, the first guy was sat on the pillows, I was on all fours and his colleague was up my arse.  This shy heterosexual was certainly into arse fucking, that I can tell you, he fucked me balls deep whilst I was balls deep down my throat with his friend.  The colleague then said to his friend “Come and get some of this arse”, at which point he jumped off the bed and they took turns to tag my arse, each one with about 7 or 8 thrusts then swap, another 7 or 8 thrusts, just enough not to tip either bloke over the edge, and then swap again.

I knew it wasn’t going to be long before either of them needed to cum so I asked them both to tell me when they were near so they could finish off in my mouth.  Both of them had one final ride, then I slid onto the floor in front of them and both of them wanked off into my mouth.  My face was covered in wads of cum from two very horny 50 something men and I went back and cleaned up both cocks until there wasn’t a drop left.

Both spent, they thanked me for coming along and planned on a drink in the bar downstairs, they extended an invite to join them but it was only 6.30pm and I had another appointment booked in later otherwise it could have easily resulted in a rematch after a couple of beers.

Heterosexual men on business together, a great combination and a fantastic fuck

Builders Mate

18th July 2012


I had a phonecall, yesterday, from a guy who had quite a broad, distinctive local accent.  He wanted to know prices and services.  Sounded quite cocky and sure of himself and that’s always something that turns me on.

He ended up booking then not showing. I was a bit annoyed.  I phoned him to see if he was lost but to no avail.  I turned off the porn and opened the curtains in my play room and settled down for a bit of lunch.  My little study overlooks the main road, so I can usually see who is turning up and not long after I sat down I seen a van from a local builders appear in the street.  I didn’t think anything of it and got back to my lunch in front of the laptop, updating my website.  I could see my neighbour opposite tidying her garden up, it was just a typical  Tuesday in my street.

Next thing I know, the door bell goes.   I went down to answer it and this fabulous bloke, about 38, blue collar in work gear was stood in front.  ”Errrm mate, you called us out to inspect some insurance damage”.  I replied that I didn’t and he said “I was supposed to be here at 1pm, I am sorry I am late, is it still convenient to inspect the damage”.  The penny dropped and facade was only for my neighbours attention, should she be looking over.

He came in and took off his heavy boots in the lobby and we proceeded into the bedroom.  All I had to do was close the curtains and stick the TV back on.  ”Nice set up here mate, now get your mouth around my fat nob”.  He dropped his pants to reveal a 6 inch fat piece of meat with a prince albert pierced though it.  I couldn’t wait to get started.

He put his hard working hands on my head and forced his dick down my throat.  His phone rang and it was his boss at the building company, he carried on forcing his cock down my throat, whilst telling his boss that he was parked up with fish and chips and would be onto the next job by 2pm, they then chatted about football and a few beers after work… still chatting he dumped his load down my throat without even making a gasp or noise and carried on chatting.  I pulled away from his cock and still chatting to the bloke at work he made a hand signal for me to turn over.  His cock was still rock hard.  He then bent me over, stuck on the rubber and put his phone on loud speaker and secured his phone under the strap of my jock.   The converasation turned to “some bird who works on a Wimpey site in the sales office who looks like she’s gagging for it”, the guy fucking me was agreeing to this and laughing about it, telling him that he’d love to do her up the arse, whilst actually doing me up the arse.  He then paused, with his dick inside and gave him some advice on pricing a job, said goodbye and then said “Sorry about that mate, I can fuck you properly now”.

Then with long long deep strokes he proceeded to fuck me for about 15 minutes, obviously the second load always takes longer.  His cock darting out and the sensation of a 1 inch prince albert scraping the inside of my hole was divine.  It was like pure heaven.  The bloke was a real fucking sex god and all he’d done was unbutton his pants, he was still fully dressed.

After he shot the load he said “Come on then, I want that second load inside you”, so I emptied the condom onto my tongue and finished off my cleaning his cock up, he zipped up, sorted out the money and went on his merry way.

There’s something very sleazy about builders with a fat dick and a prince albert.  I’ve just found out how sleazy they can be.

Hairy Dad

14th July 2012

I have made no secret of the fact that I love sex with balding hairy businessmen.  There’s just something really sexy and horny about sucking on the cock of a big stocky bulky man with tons of chest hair to run your fingers though.  That type of guy was my Friday night fuck and he was one hell of a fuck.

I walked into his Quayside hotel room before he ventured out for a night with his mates in Newcastle.  As soon as he opened the door I got an immediate erection.  Here was this big bulk of a bloke, about 47 years old, stood in front of me in jogging pants and a tee shirt, with thick hairy arms and about 3 days growth of subble on his chin.  WOW.

His hands made a beeline straight for my arse and I was told to get down on my knees and deep throat him.  His cock was about 8 inches and very thick, it took some getting down my throat and I could taste his salty pre-cum oozing out of his cock.  He got me on the bed and told me to bend over, he proceeded to tongue out my fuckhole, darting in and out of my arse and rubbing his rough chin up and down the crack between my arse cheeks.  He grabbed a belt from the chair at the side of the bed and slapped my arse with it, telling me I was going to get fucked stupid.  He started to rub his rock hard cock on my arse crack and then with one big push he was inside.  He told me to pull my cheeks apart so he could get all the way in there.  He proceeded to fuck me like a crazed animal until his cock pulsated and he dumped a weeks load of spunk.  He pulled out of my arse, took off the rubber and stuffed his cock in my mouth to clean up.    I slobbered on his thick dick until it went soft, at which point he got my thick black dildo and rammed it up my arse, fucking me harder and hard and faster until I could take no more and I shot a massive load of cum all over his hairy chest.  He scooped up the spunk with his fingers and rammed them up my arse, pushing the spunk deep into my hole.

“That’s me done” he said.  ”I’m due downstairs in 10 minutes.  Cheers for that”.

The pleasure was all mine

Obviously At A Charge

12th July 2012


Oh dear, I do get them……………………..

Yesterday, I received a text message from a client I have seen before asking me if I would hire out my apartment to him so he could bring an escort back to mine for fun.  I could join in too if I liked “Obviously at a charge”.

This somewhat amused me and obviously I said no and hats off to him for having the balls to ask it in the first place but if you’re not prepared to accommodate an escort at your own home, he’s not prepared to accommodate a client at his home, you can hardly expect another escort with incall premises to allow a past client, who he might never see again to entertain another escort in your domain.

It was the fact I was going to be charged to spectate that amused me the most.  So ok…………. he’s willing to hire my home but then somehow thinks its acceptable to ask me to join in “obviously at a charge”, there’s nothing obvious about it.  It’s my home, I am not letting two strangers loose in my bedroom, my shower, using my hot water and my towels and my condoms and my lube, watching my porn and using my electric heater.

I wasn’t rude or particularly upset about the request, it was the fact I was errrm, expected to pay for an escort to be at my house if I wished to attend the liaison myself, I thought it was a bit of cheek hahahaha, but if you’re married or partnered or living with parents and can’t accommodate please don’t think that the local working boy is going to hire you his place on the cheap and not attend himself, I’ve met the client once and have no idea who the escort is and from past experience I don’t like escorts knowing where I live.

I suggested in the end that he tries the Metro Inns, anything goes at Metro Inns from what I’ve heard and it’s only £22 a room but I didn’t get a reply to that suggestion.  I was asked though to let him know if I changed my mind.  I don’t think I need my mind changing on this subject.  I would also be very annoyed if I did let it out to them, went out and left them to their own devices, sat outside in the car waiting for them to finish and then lost my own appointment.  That would really piss me off.

Whirlwind

1st July 2012


Just had a guy come to my house, came in, handed over the fee, went into the bedroom and the following happened :-

He came in, bent me over the bed, pulled my pants down, got the tub of lube off the side of the bed, dispensed it on my arse crack so it trickled down, stuck his dick up, fucked me, pulled out, shot over my back and arse, took me in the shower, tongued my arse out, stuck his dick back up bending me over as much as he could, fucked me with about 20 strokes of his dick, turned me around and got me on my keees and got me to suck it, dumped the second load down the back of my throat (it was that deep I didn’t even taste it), turned me around, put his dick back up again and fucked me stupid for 20 minutes until he shot his third load.

He left the shower, put his clothes on and said “See you again mate sometime, that was crackin, I am off to meet my mates in town for the final tonight”

All in 28 minutes

Horny Byker

29th June 2012


I am taking about the Newcastle Suburb not a leather clad hunk with a handlebar moustache.

Byker is an inner-city suburb with not the most fantastic reputation and some parts of the suburb are not the best place to park your car so I was pleasantly surprised that although he had a Byker address he was actually down near the river, which is now up and coming and very trendy.

I arrived at his apartment block and he led me straight into the kitchen, a nice glass of vino, a kiss and a grope of my arse.  He was about 50, hairy about 6ft 6 and about 17 stone.  Very much a man's man, very straight acting and was having a bit of fun whilst up here on business for a few days.  The flat was a serviced apartment which in many cases can be more private and less expensive than a hotel.  

He asked me to bend over the small table in the kitchen, which overlooked the river and pulled down my pants to reveal my black jock strap.   A few slaps of my arse and he bent down and passionately licked out my arse crack, pulled down his pants, revealed a nice solid fat cock and pushed his knob deep inside.    "Aaah he said, it's 5 years since I've had the pleasure of a blokes arse".  He was going bright red with excitement and thrusting it quickly inside, with his low hanging balls banging off my own balls.  Then all of a sudden he pulled out and said "Too much excitement too quickly, I want to enjoy this visit".

 I pulled my jeans back up and had a crisp glass of chardonnay looking out onto the River Tyne, as if nothing had happened.  A brief bit of chit chat and he suggested we take a shower together.   I am always up that that  !!!   We both got into the small but adequately sized cubicle and he pushed his whole body against the tiles, pulling apart his hairy arse cheeks for me to rim and rim I did, he was very sensitive and so I knew I had hitting the zone.  I rimmed his arse with water pouring down my back for a good 15 minutes, prodding his hole in between and leaving it open for my tongue to explore.

It was onto the bedroom where he had a towel neatly placed on the bedding, a good bit of deep throating on both parts and then it was back on with the rubber for round two.  Ten or eleven strokes later and he let out a mighty thrust and slapped my arse good and proper with each spurt.  He was drained !!  I asked if he wanted me to cum and he was nice and said "No.... go and get that tight arse fucked again tonight and give that pleasure to someone else"

 What a horny man he was !!

Withheld Numbers

12th June 2012


Oh dear, have I had a week of them. Why do guys ring on withheld or blocked numbers and expect me to discuss their sordid fantasies on the phone or list my do’s and don’ts.  One even asked how long I had been doing this for.  What business is that to a guy on a withheld number.  When I said “You ask a lot of questions for someone on a withheld number”, he said “Well what does it matter”.  It matters enough to you that you don’t want me even knowing the mobile or landline number you are calling from, so yes it matters.

I had one guy ask how to get to my home on the bus and which bus stop to get off at.  When I questioned the withheld number, he said “Well I need privacy mate”……………………. so does Steve. I don’t mind answering withheld calls.  The 07854 146783 number is only for escort work, I have a personal phone for my family and friends so I know it’s not going to be any of those people.  Sometimes the withheld call is a guy calling me from work, who might happen to be a regular and sometimes it’s hotel switchboard, sometimes it’s the local newspaper I advertise in, so I usually answer the calls but guys often take offence and think I am being cagey with them.  I am cagey with them because withheld screams “SOMETHING TO HIDE”.

It’s the same as payphones.  Why would any escort want to take an incall from someone in a payphone, I value my safety and privacy.  Payphones mean trouble.  I will never see anyone who phones from a payphone unless they’re in a hotel and I can call them back via the switchboard. So……. all you withheld guys.  If you want to be taken seriously, please forward your number.  I am not tarring all withheld guys with the same brush but I am saying this……… Ring withheld if you like but if the escort, be it myself or someone else, is a bit evasive at your questions, think why we’re being like that.  We’re allowed privacy too and don’t expect any escort to give you their home address on a withheld number and certainly don’t expect any escort to travel to your home when you’re good enough to furnish an address but not good enough to furnish your number.