Date: Wed, 15 Aug 2001 13:57:38 -0700
From: bluejay1501@juno.com
Subject: "Human Butt Plug"    Bisexual, adult

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Woody Allen says being bisexual doubles your chances for a date on
Saturday night.  This story is for very open adults, not kids who
probably think it is icky and strange and boring.  Don't bother then.
Goodbye
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        I am a professional sex therapist.  You might call me a gigolo
but  I   spread" help wherever I go.  I only asks for a minimum of $500
for an evening and more if any special services or overnight is involved.
 On occasion I have been whisked off to the Bahamas for a weekend.  I
never know exactly what will happen.  I"m saving my money because this
profession will end for me when I get into my forties.  I'm only 32 now.
I don't look any special age.  I could be from 20 to 40.  I'm of southern
Italian origin, slim, very smooth with a perfect hairline and slicked
back thick hair ending in a short pony tail.  Tattoos?  Are you kidding.
Nothing will mar my near perfect complexion and body skin.  Do I do both
men and women? Almost exclusively women:  I love 'em, but on special
occasions I will take on a couple and thereby some sex with the male if
it is required.  I don't consider myself of any particular persuasion.  I
am turned on only by money, and I love my growing back account which will
keep me warm when cold times come.

        I get about four gigs per week.  Remember not all require a fuck
and a cum.  Sometimes I'm just an escort; sometimes a couple just want me
to watch them, or the man wants to watch my technique.  It's almost
always pleasant.  I do love fucking and making body contact.

        This story is about a very exciting experience two clients gave
me.  I got a call in the afternoon (I had just awoke), it was a guy--very
nice voice--who asked if I was free that evening.  "It depends," I told
him.  (Actually I was free for some reason).  With great hesitation he
outlined the services he wanted.  He told me that he has been living with
this girl Marika for two years.  Their sex life has fizzled because of
his inability to get an erection and if he does, he can't come.  He
confessed that he had once had gay sex.  "I was corn holed, and I loved
it.  I can't help thinking that if I was corn holed and I was fucking
Marika at the same time, that would do the trick."  I, of course knew the
real story. "Are you gay?" I asked.  There was silence at the other end
then a meek voice said:  "I little bit."   Yeah, I bet he's one of those
married men who gets it on in movie houses and peep booths.  It's OK with
me, I don't make value judgements.  I explained that this is not my usual
work but at double fee, I can accommodate.  The deal was set for eight
that night.

        I six I began my preparations.  I try to be perfectly clean and
groomed for my clients.  I bush between my toes.  She might want to suck
'em.
I check my ears for any stray hairs.  I take an enema.  I use a very
faint cologne and use skin softener all over.  Finally I put all fresh
clothes on.  My brother calls them my fuck clothes.  No underwear,
kickoff loafers.  Each to remove pants and a loose shirt.

        I checked my watch as I stood outside their apartment building.
It was in a very expensive part of town and they had the pent house.  I
always arrive exactly on time.  If I was late they might change their
mind.  The door was answered by Jeff.  That was the guy I spoke to on the
telephone.  I was pleased to see that he was about forty but extremely
well kept.  Slim, handsome face.  Really a model's good looks.  It makes
it easier that he is appealing since we are probably going to be close.
He looked very clean and smelled nice.  He shook my hand in a friendly
yet slightly intimate way.  "You like?" I asked.  He put his arm on my
shoulder, "I like.  Come meet Merika."

        Merika very Japanese; very beautiful, a little short of leg but
who can complain.  She seemed shy, kept her eyes downward.  I took her
hand and said, "Don't be shy, I'm here to have fun."   "She's not shy,"
Jeff said, "That's just Japanese respect.  "You'll see she is quite into
sex."

        I took a drink of water that was offered.  I don't use liquor
while I'm working.  They each finished the Martinis they had started
before I came.  "Would you like me to undress?, I asked.  If I make the
first move, that usually breaks the ice.  "Yes," they both said.  Jeff
seemed the more enthusiastic.

        I kicked off the loafers, unbuckled the pants, slipped them off.
I stood with my legs bare to just above the knees...not too revealed.
"Shall I remove my shirt?"  They both  nodded.  I did and was completely
nude, my cock still relaxed and hanging five inches along  my ball sack
and nestled into the hollow made by my low hangers.  I heard them gasp
and they both looked red of face.  I wasted no more time.  I sat on the
couch and patted the cushion.  "Come here," I said in a polite but
commanding voice.  They both started to come over.  I smiled, "Marika
first."

        She half sat, half lay on the couch.  She was a passion flower,
already her eyes were blinking and she had a flush over her chest.  I
slowly unbuttoned her blouse, she was naked underneath.  She was ready
for fun I knew.  I bent a gently squeezed each of her honey-colored
breasts.  I noted they were real and a decent size with maroon colored
nips which were beginning to stand out.  I took one in my mouth and
gently licked it, then I even more gently sucked it.  I motioned for Jeff
who had removed his clothes by this time.  "There's one for each."

        "She loves getting her tits sucked," he said somewhat
inelegantly.  I pointed to the other breast.  Indicating he should get
with it.  He leaned down and put his attractive puffy lips over the nub.
He liked doing it.  He closed his eyes and hummed as he made baby love to
it.  I went back to mine.  She was moaning loudly and moving around on
the couch.  Suddenly she stiffened and yelped.  I guess that was love
peak number one.
As she relaxed a moment, it gave a time to look over Jeff.  He was fairer
of skin than me, almost milky white but with attractive, strong and very
hairy legs.  He had a handsome ass.  'I can do it,' I thought.  He looked
and smelled exquisitely clean.  Thank goodness.

        I kidded her and moved down to the doll's valley.  She had shaped
her pussy hair into a pretty heart.  I leaned in a smelled.  There was no
smell.  In fact I didn't smell anything until she had become passionate,.
later, and leaked.  Even then it was pleasant, like new mowed hay.
I put out of tongue and licked her nether lips.  She began mewling again.
 While I did this, Jeff began to stroke my back.  "It it OK?" he asked
like an eager kid.  "Sure, enjoy yourself.  It's your money."   But
secretly his reverential stroking was getting to me.  He was falling in
love, at least for the moment, with my body.  As I worked away at Marika,
he began kidding my back and stroking my butt.  I was getting a real
boner and wished I could jump her now but that was not the deal.

        I turned to him.  "How's little Jeff doing?"  He lifted up on his
knees and gestured at his cock.  It was definitely plumped up but by no
means and instrument that could do the job.  He shrugged.  "If you could
touch me or suck me...."   "Uh Uh, no do Jeff.  But if you'd like to take
over the clit work and show your ass, I might get the cure started."

        He leaned down and using a combination of finger and lips he
began to go into the routine he had learned does the best job.  And
presto, she came again, this time she was frothing at the mouth.  I
greased up my finger and stroked his ass hole which was very much in
evidence because of his position.  It wasn't a body hole as holes go.  It
was dainty and pink and had no hair.  Of course there was some light hair
in the crack between his cheeks but that was just manly.  He lifted his
head at the touch of my finger and he gasped.  "Yeah," he said
approvingly.  I inserted the finger and felt inside for that magic bump.
I found it.  His ass was waggling now and he was moaning almost as much
as Mariika.  "Shall Red Rover come over?"  I asked.  "Yes, yes, do it,"
he gasped and groaned.  I sat up on my haunches and set my cock head at
his opening.  He pushed back, I knew he would.  I let him do it.  Six
small pushes (I helped a little) and I was in the hilt.  I'm long of cock
but it isn't too fat so this was an easy entry.  I moved in and out
slowly.  I reached around in front and rudely felt his cock.  He was
fully hard and dripping pre-cum.  He probably didn't even realize it.
"Time to fuck your girl," I whispered in his ear.  "OK," he grunted, "But
 keep fucking me."

        I did and he did and Marika passed out for a moment.  Jeff came
with a roar.  When he finally pulled out he collapsed on the sofa.  Cum
was leaking out of her pussy.  "Money's in the cigarette box, thanks, it
was all I hoped for," and he fell asleep.

        I got dressed and left.  I'm not sure I want this kind of
assignment again.  I might get to like asses too much.

That's the end.  Nice job...no income tax....Hope you got off on one or the
other character.  Jay Roberts