22nd June 2011
Well wasn't I, a dirty little slut on Tuesday. I am about 60% passive and 40% active but I do whatever suits the client really. Well I had two married bum boys to satisfy on Tuesday, both of whom love to get fucked.
The first client of the day is a regular who I have seen a few times, he's FULL ON for the whole appointment from the moment he arrives to the moment he leaves. It's 30 minutes of sex with the volume turned onto max. So here I am pumping away at his arse, really deep, so deep my balls were banging off his arse crack, all the way out and fucked all the way back up and I felt myself about to cum. I asked where he wanted the spunk. “All over my back” he said. So I pulled out and shot the biggest wad of cum in months. It was all over his back, all over his arse and a big dollop of it slid down the crack between his arse cheeks, all over his arsehole, down his balls and before it dripped onto the bed, I dived down there and licked it off and transferred it to his mouth. He was so fucking turned on by this that he cum within seconds. I was in a filthy mood.
About an hour later, still recovering from the session, I received a phonecall from a foreign sounding gentleman. I wasn't exactly sure if he'd turn up and so to make things easier I asked if I could text my location. He was thrilled at this suggestion because his English wasn't great. 20 minutes later he arrived, he looked like the spanish waiter guy on Benidorm, mediterranean tan, long dark shoulder length hair. Yummy. He came in, lay on his front on the bed and cocked his arse up. “I read you do rimjob” he said. Oh I do rim job hahahaha. I made a beeline for his arse crack, spent a good ten to fifteen minutes licking it out, fingering it, he moaned and moaned, I could tell he was in heaven. His arse was lovely and clean, really clean, nicely smelling too, he took care of himself. I knew he could take a finger ok, so I tried two, then I inserted a butt plug, then in went my rock hard cock. I didn't need to do any work, this sexy guy had a bubble butt that knew how to ride cock, his arse girated and rode my thick swelled cock, clamping onto it with his arse muscles as it rode back and forth. “Fuck me really fucking hard, all the way out and all the way back up”. Hmm I'd already been doing that earlier, now this bubble but fuck boy wanted it hard. I had to oblige. I was ready for cumming again. Where do you want it ?” I enquired. “All over my fuck hole” came the reply. As I shot my load over his arse, he shot his load all over the towel on the bed”. Once again, my creamy load dribbled down his arse crack but as he'd already cum I didn't think it appropriate to lick it up and let him taste it. He's coming back though he said, so maybe I'll do a variation on the fuck and do it then if he's game.
Sunday, 28 April 2013
Two Straight Men
15th June 2011
A few months ago I received a phonecall from a local guy living a few miles away, he was interested in an appointment but with another guy present. He didn't want another escort present, he wanted another married man to come along. I asked him if he had someone in mind but he didn't know anyone and asked if I could arrange it. It's not the sort of thing I can easily arrange either and I mentioned that to him and it wasn't until out of the blue when I received an email asking me for a very similar scenario, that I thought, oh this is a go-er. The first guy, who we will call Bill, had left me a number I could discreetly text and so I text him a few days ago and asked him to call me and when he did I asked if he fancied that married bloke gangbang. Oh yes !!! was the reply. So I emailed back the enquirer and set the wheels in motion.
So......... 11.30am this morning was the date and time agreed. Bill arrived at 11.25 and 5 minutes later David arrived.
This was a bit bizarre to say the least. I now had two blokes, on my bed, who didn't know each other, who hadn't met me before and yet we're all there for one thing. Monies out of the way I lay on the bed with a big strapping businessman at one side and a hairy 30's dad type at the other side.
This is how is was going to work. The role play consisted of two married men on business staying in a twin room together at a hotel who book an escort called Sam. They ring the agency and Sam comes along but Sam ends up being a bloke, not a bird. With no one else available, rather than send Sam away they decide that it wouldn't do any hard for Sam to give them a blow job whilst he was there. So here I am lying on the edge of the bed with Bill and David both taking turns to pump their cocks down my throat, neither of them touching each other (they're straight you see). Bill then asked David if it would be easier if he took charge of my arse. “We're not fooking poofters” David said to him, “Well we planned to do Sam up the arse and it's an arse at the end of the day and a mighty fooking fine one at that, he's here to be used anyway” was Bill's reply.
I was really getting into this role play, next thing I know, I am on all fours, Bill is balls deep up my arse and David is balls deep in my mouth. “Dirty fooking poofter faggot” Bill said, as he was banging away at my arse from the tip to the balls, pulling it out and fucking it back up there deep. David pulled out of my mouth and went around the other side to inspect. Look at that fucking arse, it fooking eats cock. Eats, cock, it's fucking loves cock.
David gave into temptation and got Bill to pull out, no sooner did Bill pull out then David was up that hole. David's was a bit fatter and warmer for some reason, in it went, straight up, glided in no problem. “Take that cock, take that fooking cock”, David kept screaming as he fucked my arse so hard the bed was moving along the wooden floor. After about 5-6 mins, with Bill pumping away at my mouth, Bill gave David the nod that he wasn't far away from cumming and they both pulled out and dumped two big loads all over my arse. The spunk was dribbling down the cheeks of my arse, down my legs. I was well fucked and soaked in cum.
Both guys cleaned themselves, up, mentioned how nice it had been and both left, walking in separate directions. It was only a half hour session but they seemed to enjoy it and it was a first for me and a first for them.
Maybe one day I'll get two straight businessmen in an actual twin room who want to have me around and use my holes. That would be really fucking horny
A few months ago I received a phonecall from a local guy living a few miles away, he was interested in an appointment but with another guy present. He didn't want another escort present, he wanted another married man to come along. I asked him if he had someone in mind but he didn't know anyone and asked if I could arrange it. It's not the sort of thing I can easily arrange either and I mentioned that to him and it wasn't until out of the blue when I received an email asking me for a very similar scenario, that I thought, oh this is a go-er. The first guy, who we will call Bill, had left me a number I could discreetly text and so I text him a few days ago and asked him to call me and when he did I asked if he fancied that married bloke gangbang. Oh yes !!! was the reply. So I emailed back the enquirer and set the wheels in motion.
So......... 11.30am this morning was the date and time agreed. Bill arrived at 11.25 and 5 minutes later David arrived.
This was a bit bizarre to say the least. I now had two blokes, on my bed, who didn't know each other, who hadn't met me before and yet we're all there for one thing. Monies out of the way I lay on the bed with a big strapping businessman at one side and a hairy 30's dad type at the other side.
This is how is was going to work. The role play consisted of two married men on business staying in a twin room together at a hotel who book an escort called Sam. They ring the agency and Sam comes along but Sam ends up being a bloke, not a bird. With no one else available, rather than send Sam away they decide that it wouldn't do any hard for Sam to give them a blow job whilst he was there. So here I am lying on the edge of the bed with Bill and David both taking turns to pump their cocks down my throat, neither of them touching each other (they're straight you see). Bill then asked David if it would be easier if he took charge of my arse. “We're not fooking poofters” David said to him, “Well we planned to do Sam up the arse and it's an arse at the end of the day and a mighty fooking fine one at that, he's here to be used anyway” was Bill's reply.
I was really getting into this role play, next thing I know, I am on all fours, Bill is balls deep up my arse and David is balls deep in my mouth. “Dirty fooking poofter faggot” Bill said, as he was banging away at my arse from the tip to the balls, pulling it out and fucking it back up there deep. David pulled out of my mouth and went around the other side to inspect. Look at that fucking arse, it fooking eats cock. Eats, cock, it's fucking loves cock.
David gave into temptation and got Bill to pull out, no sooner did Bill pull out then David was up that hole. David's was a bit fatter and warmer for some reason, in it went, straight up, glided in no problem. “Take that cock, take that fooking cock”, David kept screaming as he fucked my arse so hard the bed was moving along the wooden floor. After about 5-6 mins, with Bill pumping away at my mouth, Bill gave David the nod that he wasn't far away from cumming and they both pulled out and dumped two big loads all over my arse. The spunk was dribbling down the cheeks of my arse, down my legs. I was well fucked and soaked in cum.
Both guys cleaned themselves, up, mentioned how nice it had been and both left, walking in separate directions. It was only a half hour session but they seemed to enjoy it and it was a first for me and a first for them.
Maybe one day I'll get two straight businessmen in an actual twin room who want to have me around and use my holes. That would be really fucking horny
The Steve Guide To Fucking For Married Men
12th June 2011
I thought I'd just let all my married followers read my self penned guide to fucking.
I get a lot of married men or men who identify themselves as straight. A lot of them love to fuck ass, as it's often something that's off the menu at home and that's good with me because I could literally be fucked ALL DAY LONG, however some don't have a clue what to do once they're in.
A guys arse is completely different to their girlfriends pussy. It doesn't have any natural lubrication and the guys forget this when they're fondling about. Many guys arn't into rimming and so the foreplay element of getting that arse nice and wet goes out of the window. They worry about what will be on the end of their dick when they pull it out and some think it's a no go area and taboo subject but they'd like to try it anyway.
It usually takes a few minutes to prepare for a fuck, it's not like with their girlfriend, where they just stick it in and hope for the best. I need to lube myself up, apply the condom onto him, open up myself and allow him in. It doesn't matter how many times you tell a guy to take his time, he always forces it in and that's when it becomes painful.
I always ask every client for 30 mins notice, except for the famous £20 blow jobs. I go into the shower and thoroughly clean my arse. There won't be any mistakes when fucking my arse, it's going to come out as clean as it was when it went in. This is something I guarantee. Anyone offering anal sex should take time to clean themselves to ensure it sparklingly clean for their client.
When the moment comes for my arse to receive cock, if he's not been down there with his tongue, I apply some lube and smear some on his cock. I ask nicely if he will push it in just a little, just so the head of his cock is in and pull it back out. That's the painful bit out of the way, my arse now knows it's going to get some cock and what size it will be and then he can stick it back up there, balls deep if he wants and ride it until he's ready to shoot.
It's a wonderfully pleasurable experience for me and I hope it's the same for my partner. I love being fucked and I love all sorts of positions. I like being fucked from behind with big thrusts, all the way out to the tip and fucked all the way up to the balls, whilst being told what a dirty fucking slut I am. I have no preference on size, it's the ring of your arse and the prostate gland that provide the sensations and so I don't mind it's 5 inches or 9.5 inches. Everyone likes a big cock up them, I will admit that when I see a big cock I want it up my arse as quick as possible and to be stretched open with 9 inches up my hole balls deep, but I have had some of the best fucks off men with less than 6 inches. Wide fat cocks give more sensation than skinny long ones and rock hard 5" cocks feel nicer than floppy a 8 inch.
In the last 12 months, the longest I have been fucked for was about 65 minutes. In 65 minutes he had me in about 5 positions, fucked me stupid but took his time, he had a nice 6" and must have been on viagra to stay that hard that long. It was a nice experience but I was "fucked" for the rest of the day. I didn't feel like taking another cock for at least 24 hours so I was glad that my next client just wanted a quick blow job.
If you're into fucking, just apply a bit of common sense and treat my arse with a little respect and I'll reward you with a mind blowing arse fuck you'll want to repeat time and time again.
Hairy Blokes
I've never worked out yet why I feel such a slut around hairy men. I get all unnecessary at the sight of hairy arms, knowing that when he takes his shirt off I am going to be greeted by a wonderful masculine hairy chest.
As soon as I see that hairy chest, I know I want to be topped by him. I want him to pull down my underwear, spit on my arse and ram his cock up there and not stop until he's dumped a massive wad of spunk up my hole., then I want him to pull out and feed me his second load, straight down my throat. That is my fantasy of course. It never seems to happen like that hahahahahaha, for a start condoms get in the way. It is nice though when a client comes through my front door and you can tell instantly that this is going to be one ape of a man. Dark hair, thick shadow, hair on his wrist. It gets me horny every time.
I should switch off from being bottom to hairy men, but I can't help what turns me on. I don't mind shagging the arse off a hairy bloke but when he's very hairy, just as I described, I do like to show off the booty in the hope he wants to fuck it. The turn on is immense when you're lying down on the bed with your legs in the air, his cock pounding away at your arse and this lovely hairy chest in front of you that you can run your fingers though. Oooh I am getting all turned on just thinking about it. I have a 3pm coming this afternoon, I hope to god he's hairy.
Never Judge A Book By It's Cover
6th June 2011
Imagine my shock when a 22 year old lad turns up at the door for a half hour and unbuttons his pants to reveal an impressive member.
This is exactly what happened last night. The guy was slim, about 5ft 9, gingery/brown hair and very nervous. I never in a million years thought it would be as big as it was.
He was fidgety and nervous when he arrived, couldn't wait to get his pants off, so I obliged and got down on my knees and went for his cock. It looked long and was about 6" at the time but floppy. As soon as it went in my mouth I got a shock. It grew and grew and grew. After only 2 minutes he cum in my mouth. I took it out for a rest and to my amazement it was about 9". I wondered what we were going to do for the next 28 minutes but he didn't. It stayed bolt upright, rock hard and ready for a second coming.
"Can I fuck you" he said. Hmmmm yes please. In it went and for the next 15 minutes he pounded at my arse in two positions until he was at breaking point and needed to shoot his load again. He pulled it out and it went straight in my mouth again.
Ok I thought, that's us done, so we laid on the bed for a while, during which he played with my cock and his own. Next thing I knew it was rock hard again. FFS, how much stamina has his guy got. A bit of wrist action (well a lot of wrist action) and we were on the third load of spunk.
Never judge a book by it's cover. When he walked through the door, I did not expect a 9" cock, 3 wads of spunk and stamina that made an Olympic athlete feel small.
Imagine my shock when a 22 year old lad turns up at the door for a half hour and unbuttons his pants to reveal an impressive member.
This is exactly what happened last night. The guy was slim, about 5ft 9, gingery/brown hair and very nervous. I never in a million years thought it would be as big as it was.
He was fidgety and nervous when he arrived, couldn't wait to get his pants off, so I obliged and got down on my knees and went for his cock. It looked long and was about 6" at the time but floppy. As soon as it went in my mouth I got a shock. It grew and grew and grew. After only 2 minutes he cum in my mouth. I took it out for a rest and to my amazement it was about 9". I wondered what we were going to do for the next 28 minutes but he didn't. It stayed bolt upright, rock hard and ready for a second coming.
"Can I fuck you" he said. Hmmmm yes please. In it went and for the next 15 minutes he pounded at my arse in two positions until he was at breaking point and needed to shoot his load again. He pulled it out and it went straight in my mouth again.
Ok I thought, that's us done, so we laid on the bed for a while, during which he played with my cock and his own. Next thing I knew it was rock hard again. FFS, how much stamina has his guy got. A bit of wrist action (well a lot of wrist action) and we were on the third load of spunk.
Never judge a book by it's cover. When he walked through the door, I did not expect a 9" cock, 3 wads of spunk and stamina that made an Olympic athlete feel small.
Visiting Businessmen
7th June 2011
Let's not beat around the bush here. My favourite men are the well groomed visting businessmen, staying in hotels, away from the wife and looking for a nice bit of arse to pre-occupy their time with. Last night was no exception.
A very pleasant speaking guy phoned me at about 4pm and was checked into a Quayside hotel, could I visit about 7pm for a couple of hours. Yes, that wouldn't be a problem.
I arrived on time, suitably dressed in a pair of designer jeans and a nice shirt that showed off a bit of my hairy chest, just a pinch to get them excited. Went straight to the room, where he greeted me at the door with a smile and a hug, he was just my type, 50's bald, bit of a belly but not massive, about 6ft 4, unshaven since 6am, that sort of nice horny looking bloke who gets your cock stirring. I walked into the room, no kiss at this stage. He invited me in, grabbed my arse and said, "Looks like that's going to be well abused later........". He grabbed his suit jacket and invited me to the bar across the road. Ooh that's different, most men want a bit of the action first. I wasn't complaining though.
A little bit of chit chat about two night stay in Newcastle, a conversation about how I became an escort and I could see that his eyes were more on the prize than the wine. I suggested we pop back and made ourselves more comfortable. He agreed that it was an excellent idea.
We got back into the room and he got into me. He unbuttoned my shirt to reveal my dark brown hairy chest and he proceeded to bite and suck on my nipples. This is something I love and is always guaranteed to get me rock hard. Off came the shirt and off came the jeans. Next thing I know, I am on the bed and his tongue is darting in and out of my tight arsehole. He's still in his shirt and trousers, with his tie loosened. I must have been there about 15 minutes, I was in heaven, he was some arse rimmer, then he turned me over for a look at the cock, off came the shirt and down came the pants. Out popped a very fat 8" cock. He rubbed it between my cheeks and said "This is going to make you fucking scream". Next thing I knew, the head of it was in and soon, after pulling my cheeks apart, the whole fucking thing was up me. MY GOD did it hurt. I could only manage about 6 or 7 strokes before I had to pull myself off it and dive down there to suck it off.
I slid down to the end of the bed and got on the floor, undid his belt and pulled down his pants whilst he pumped my mouth with his cock, holding my head to ensure he got it as far down my throat as possible. I always believe that a good bit of deep throat sets you up nicely for the day and then when I was least expecting it, he pumped a weeks load of cum down my throat. 10 minutes in and I've had load number one. He pulled out and said "Let's relax and you can lie on the bed and let me worship your cock until I am ready for round two". As there was little foreplay on this session we'd have to call this midplay. He spent about 20 minutes just caressing, sucking, wanking and rubbing my cock whilst he composed himself and filled his sack up again. "Can I have you on your back so I can see your face on every fucking stroke". I am sure I could oblige. In went the cock again, swelled as before, it's really opened me but because I'd just had big cock up there, it was more of a pleasure the second time, my arse had got used to the size of it on round two. My god could this guy fuck, this big bellied, hairy, married businessman knew exactly what he wanted from an escort. He wanted a guy he could use and who would take his cock for as long as required and my god he got his money's worth. 30 minutes of non stop fucking. I am surprised I would walk out of the hotel, I'd had so much cock up me that my legs were like jelly. I could see he was getting close to cumming, his movements got more intense and his cock was getting harder and harder inside of me and really pumping me from the tip to the balls, then all I heard was an almighty growl as he shot a massive load up there. He pulled out and the condom was about a third full, how could this bloke produce that much spunk on a second round. He then tipped the condom upside down, poured it over my cock and proceeded to wank me off using his cum as lube until I shot a massive load over his tongue and cheeks.
Quick mop up, chit chat and it was time to get myself away. As I left the room, he said "See you next month, you dirty little fuck slut and he patted my arse". Maybe I will see him again, he was very attentive.
It re-affirmed why visiting businessmen are my favourite clients.
Let's not beat around the bush here. My favourite men are the well groomed visting businessmen, staying in hotels, away from the wife and looking for a nice bit of arse to pre-occupy their time with. Last night was no exception.
A very pleasant speaking guy phoned me at about 4pm and was checked into a Quayside hotel, could I visit about 7pm for a couple of hours. Yes, that wouldn't be a problem.
I arrived on time, suitably dressed in a pair of designer jeans and a nice shirt that showed off a bit of my hairy chest, just a pinch to get them excited. Went straight to the room, where he greeted me at the door with a smile and a hug, he was just my type, 50's bald, bit of a belly but not massive, about 6ft 4, unshaven since 6am, that sort of nice horny looking bloke who gets your cock stirring. I walked into the room, no kiss at this stage. He invited me in, grabbed my arse and said, "Looks like that's going to be well abused later........". He grabbed his suit jacket and invited me to the bar across the road. Ooh that's different, most men want a bit of the action first. I wasn't complaining though.
A little bit of chit chat about two night stay in Newcastle, a conversation about how I became an escort and I could see that his eyes were more on the prize than the wine. I suggested we pop back and made ourselves more comfortable. He agreed that it was an excellent idea.
We got back into the room and he got into me. He unbuttoned my shirt to reveal my dark brown hairy chest and he proceeded to bite and suck on my nipples. This is something I love and is always guaranteed to get me rock hard. Off came the shirt and off came the jeans. Next thing I know, I am on the bed and his tongue is darting in and out of my tight arsehole. He's still in his shirt and trousers, with his tie loosened. I must have been there about 15 minutes, I was in heaven, he was some arse rimmer, then he turned me over for a look at the cock, off came the shirt and down came the pants. Out popped a very fat 8" cock. He rubbed it between my cheeks and said "This is going to make you fucking scream". Next thing I knew, the head of it was in and soon, after pulling my cheeks apart, the whole fucking thing was up me. MY GOD did it hurt. I could only manage about 6 or 7 strokes before I had to pull myself off it and dive down there to suck it off.
I slid down to the end of the bed and got on the floor, undid his belt and pulled down his pants whilst he pumped my mouth with his cock, holding my head to ensure he got it as far down my throat as possible. I always believe that a good bit of deep throat sets you up nicely for the day and then when I was least expecting it, he pumped a weeks load of cum down my throat. 10 minutes in and I've had load number one. He pulled out and said "Let's relax and you can lie on the bed and let me worship your cock until I am ready for round two". As there was little foreplay on this session we'd have to call this midplay. He spent about 20 minutes just caressing, sucking, wanking and rubbing my cock whilst he composed himself and filled his sack up again. "Can I have you on your back so I can see your face on every fucking stroke". I am sure I could oblige. In went the cock again, swelled as before, it's really opened me but because I'd just had big cock up there, it was more of a pleasure the second time, my arse had got used to the size of it on round two. My god could this guy fuck, this big bellied, hairy, married businessman knew exactly what he wanted from an escort. He wanted a guy he could use and who would take his cock for as long as required and my god he got his money's worth. 30 minutes of non stop fucking. I am surprised I would walk out of the hotel, I'd had so much cock up me that my legs were like jelly. I could see he was getting close to cumming, his movements got more intense and his cock was getting harder and harder inside of me and really pumping me from the tip to the balls, then all I heard was an almighty growl as he shot a massive load up there. He pulled out and the condom was about a third full, how could this bloke produce that much spunk on a second round. He then tipped the condom upside down, poured it over my cock and proceeded to wank me off using his cum as lube until I shot a massive load over his tongue and cheeks.
Quick mop up, chit chat and it was time to get myself away. As I left the room, he said "See you next month, you dirty little fuck slut and he patted my arse". Maybe I will see him again, he was very attentive.
It re-affirmed why visiting businessmen are my favourite clients.
Twenty Quid for 3 Minutes Work
6th June 2011
.......It works out at about £400 an hour.
Imagine my delight on Friday, one of the hottest days this year, when a sharp suited, italian looking guy, goatee and a delicious smile knocked at the door at 11am. Not what I was expecting.
Regional accents often give you an idea of what the guy may be like, but only if it's your own local accent. This guy had a west country twang to him and I always think everyone with a west country twang is going to be a 50's farmer so I was pleasantly surprised when he knocked at the door.
I showed him into the room, got straight down on my knees, unzipped his pants to find about 8 and a half inches of pure meat. WOW. Good looking and a hung like a donkey. This was getting better. He grabbed the back of my head and forced his impressive cock down my throat. "Go on suck it you dirty fucking bitch". Ooh yes please, with pleasure.
He was so horny we didn't have time to take off his pants before he started breathing heavy and then released a massive dump of cum that went straight down my throat. He zipped up and got himself back to his day.
Whilst he was performing, I received a text and on it was "Hi M8, in Gosforth ru 3 4 BJ been B4". "Yes, what time" I replied and started tidying up. Next thing I knew the doorbell went. Thinking it's just the gas man or someone trying to sell Avon, I opened the door to find my little regular..... I didn't realise he was so close. I invited him through to the bedroom. "No he said, I've not got fucking time for that, here's your money, now get your fucking laughing gear around that". He'd unzipped in my lobby and here I was sucking off a parcel delivery man at the front door. He shot his load in my mouth and all over my cheeks and said "Crackin, I'll be off, I'll text you next time I am delivering in Gosforth" He'd only been delivering a parcel in the street, had £20 in his pocket and thought - well why not.
The clock wasn't even at 11.20 am and I'd done two, surely this was a record. Nope, the best things come in threes. Phone went, I answered. "Hiya Steve mate, are you still doing that twenty quid offer, just I've been doing some work up in Dinnington and I've got to pop to Wickes at South Gosforth for something and thought I'd call in". Yeah why not lol, every one else has today.
Ten minutes later, my builder guy arrives, filthy overalls, dusty but immaculately clean cock as always. Dropped his work pants (the rigger boots stayed on - what a turn on) and here was my third load of the morning about to deposit on my tongue.
So............ by 11.40am, I had done 3 guys, earned £60 and everyone left happy. I wonder if I can match that record again sometime soon. I hope so. There's nothing wrong with a twenty quid blow jobs, I am happy doing them, the guys that get them are ecstatic that they can be in and out in minutes after shooting a nice big load in my mouth and we can all get on with our day a little bit happier than we were before they arrived.
.......It works out at about £400 an hour.
Imagine my delight on Friday, one of the hottest days this year, when a sharp suited, italian looking guy, goatee and a delicious smile knocked at the door at 11am. Not what I was expecting.
Regional accents often give you an idea of what the guy may be like, but only if it's your own local accent. This guy had a west country twang to him and I always think everyone with a west country twang is going to be a 50's farmer so I was pleasantly surprised when he knocked at the door.
I showed him into the room, got straight down on my knees, unzipped his pants to find about 8 and a half inches of pure meat. WOW. Good looking and a hung like a donkey. This was getting better. He grabbed the back of my head and forced his impressive cock down my throat. "Go on suck it you dirty fucking bitch". Ooh yes please, with pleasure.
He was so horny we didn't have time to take off his pants before he started breathing heavy and then released a massive dump of cum that went straight down my throat. He zipped up and got himself back to his day.
Whilst he was performing, I received a text and on it was "Hi M8, in Gosforth ru 3 4 BJ been B4". "Yes, what time" I replied and started tidying up. Next thing I knew the doorbell went. Thinking it's just the gas man or someone trying to sell Avon, I opened the door to find my little regular..... I didn't realise he was so close. I invited him through to the bedroom. "No he said, I've not got fucking time for that, here's your money, now get your fucking laughing gear around that". He'd unzipped in my lobby and here I was sucking off a parcel delivery man at the front door. He shot his load in my mouth and all over my cheeks and said "Crackin, I'll be off, I'll text you next time I am delivering in Gosforth" He'd only been delivering a parcel in the street, had £20 in his pocket and thought - well why not.
The clock wasn't even at 11.20 am and I'd done two, surely this was a record. Nope, the best things come in threes. Phone went, I answered. "Hiya Steve mate, are you still doing that twenty quid offer, just I've been doing some work up in Dinnington and I've got to pop to Wickes at South Gosforth for something and thought I'd call in". Yeah why not lol, every one else has today.
Ten minutes later, my builder guy arrives, filthy overalls, dusty but immaculately clean cock as always. Dropped his work pants (the rigger boots stayed on - what a turn on) and here was my third load of the morning about to deposit on my tongue.
So............ by 11.40am, I had done 3 guys, earned £60 and everyone left happy. I wonder if I can match that record again sometime soon. I hope so. There's nothing wrong with a twenty quid blow jobs, I am happy doing them, the guys that get them are ecstatic that they can be in and out in minutes after shooting a nice big load in my mouth and we can all get on with our day a little bit happier than we were before they arrived.
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