Date: Mon, 16 Sep 2013 04:14:35 -0400 (EDT)
From: Writersparody@aol.com
Subject: Ambrose and the rent boy

Ambrose and the Rent Boy

Putting it mildly Ambrose, my first West Indian patron was much bigger than
 I had envisaged.
And I don't just mean torso wise, he was a tall guy yes, and  sturdy but
not overweight but he had a huge erection which created a bit of a  problem.
But the thing is, from the first time I met him on a social network  I
liked him, he was all smiles and had bundles of personality and we certainly
shared some very revealing interludes on the net.
But Ambrose was not  happy.
"I haven't come all this way for a crap fuck!" he yelled and I was
troubled by his aggressiveness..
I had tried my best to accommodate him but  it was jolly painful and I felt
was splitting because he was so big as well as a  good eight inches in
length.
Of all the guys I have been with, apart from the  first time, I have never
had a problem with entry. Okay I have had some awkward  moments but with a
little bit of patience and understanding, and with the help  of lubricants, I
have managed to give a good service always and pride myself on  that.
But Ambrose tried me in different ways to gain a feasible end full  entry
because that is what he wanted, he'd paid good money and wanted the full
fuck, but I was at a stumbling block.
"You should have known how large I am,  Alex" he said angrily," you have
seen it enough on skype.
I had and it looked  divine. I looked forward to our meeting, I felt it was
a challenge as never  before had I been with a West Indian, and I have
heard they are very passionate  and eager lovers.
But it is different seeing it on a small screen than for  real. He'd had me
touch it and do all the foreplay stuff which was really  thrilling. But the
first time I grew doubtful regarding his size is when he  pushed it into my
mouth and seemingly forced me to suck him, he was that kind of  forceful
guy. I had them before, there were always those who wanted to be  masterful
and I enjoyed that as a change from my clients who are gentle and who  treat
me like they would a woman, equally as nice but it is good to experience
both worlds.
Ambrose's last effort was to pin me back against the edge of my  bed,
stretching my legs wide and back, his big hands levering me by  the  back of my
knees. He levered me so high up I could not see what he was doing but  I soon
felt it.
The surge and movement of his busy mouth, first all over my  ass and then,
spreading my cheeks wide apart, into my already worked cavity was
delightful and I so wanted his fuck then. I really thought he would achieve that
after all the work he did on me which lasted a goof half hour, and I was numbed
 by him. But when still after a good rubbing in of lubricating oil he still
could  not get the final plunge into my resistant hole, despite my trying
all the  tricks I knew to work him deep up inside by moving my hips.
He was panting  and puffing  and I apologised profusely saying it had never
happened before  but he could have his money back if he wanted..
"I am willing to do anything  else you may want Ambrose?"
But he was still fuming, he gave me some hard  slapping  across my butt and
it stung almost as much as the pain I felt  inside after his prolonged
efforts to get his desired fuck.
"You did try the  sized anal vibrators before I came didn't you Alex. You
know the ones I showed  you on Skype, the one that matched my size?"
I promised I did and could not  fathom why this should happen. You'd think
with the extra flexibility of the  real thing it would be easier.
"Well let me try, I want your ass and don't  intend to go before I've had
it."
By this time I was frustrated I could not  do the full business with him
but couldn't understand why.
He had me suck and  ball him as he worked the eight inch dildo into me, I
felt him sliding and  stretching it inside me and that felt fine. I took a
few deep sucks of his thick  cock and enjoyed the pungent earthiness as I
always did, I was prone very much  to the art of the perfect suck and aimed at
least to make that good for my  client . And he certainly liked that because
he spurted like a volcano into my  face about three times.
He wiped some of his spunk from my face and massaged  that into my hole
before he plunged in that dildo again. In a way I was hoping  the mouth fuck
would have satisfied him and we could have forgone the rest, but  he seemed
adamant to have my ass  but still he couldn't get the dildo into  me properly
and it was hurting like hell.
He was growing more angry by the  minute and I was at my wits end. But as
he massaged the dildo into me some more  the squelching sound grew more
prominent. Okay it is all part of the process and  not unusual to hear these
sounds created by the lubricant which was nice.
But  this was something more and I know I am stupid but then I knew what
the problem  was. The night before I had been out for a grand slam meal and
unusually, I had  not been able to  go to the loo in the morning.
"Give me ten Ambrose and  your needs will be fulfilled promise"
I left him on the bed massaging himself  and felt rotten I had not been
able to give my usual quality service.
But a  simple thing like empting the bowel had not occurred to me and that
is all it  was. Sounds crude perhaps but at the end of the day it made good
sense
I  returned with confidence to the bedroom and Ambrose asked if it was okay.
I  said it was as good as it comes and I tell you what - he made up for
loss time  and fucked me like it was the end of the world, managing a  perfect
fit  this time with great relief and he was one happy guy.
He told me that in a  way it was worth all the frustration of the trying
and waiting which made it all  the more stimulating in the end.
"Same time next week, Alex?" he asked. "It  will have to be PM because it
will take me all morning to drive down fro  Aberdeen."
Another happy client but I had to forego my tricks for the next  day,
Ambrose had certainly had his money's worth and I needed to recoup.