Date: Mon, 19 Aug 2002 14:57:02 -0400 From: Peter Amore <peteramore696@hotmail.com> Subject: An Escort's Diary - Part 11 - My Mini-Vacation - Part 3 AN ESCORT'S DIARY - Part 11 By Peter Amore MY MINI VACATION - Part 3 August 2002 DISCLAIMER: This story is true, but names and physical location have been changed to protect the parties to the story. It depicts homosexual acts between men who are all consenting adults. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO READ THIS STORY OR IF IT IS ILLEGAL IN THE PLACE YOU LIVE OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL PLEASE LEAVE. PLEASE DO NOT ENGAGE IN UNPROTECTED SEX. IT MAY LEAD TO LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCES. This story is copyrighted by the author and may not be reproduced in any form without the specific written consent of the author. It is assigned to the Nifty Archives under the provisions of their submission guidelines but may not be copied or archived on any other site without the consent of the author in writing. Copyright: 2002 - Author: Peter Amore - All Rights are Reserved. PeterAmore696@hotmail.com - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - This is the eleventh in what I plan to be a continuing series of my experiences as a male escort. I also plan on including stories recounted to me by clients, fellow escorts and my partner who is also an escort. This story is about events that took place on a long weekend getaway I took to the Delaware Beach (a reader corrected me and said it is the Delaware Beach and the Jersey Shore). Parts 1 and 2 of this mini-vacation are published as Part 6 and Part 7 of this series. For those of you who have not read my previous stories, let me tell you something about myself. I have been escorting for over 2 years. Through an agency for part of the time and on my own for the remainder. I live in the Philadelphia area, which is known as the City of Brotherly Love. I am 28, but look like 25, 5'8", 155 lbs, light brown hair and brown eyes. I am cut, have a 6.5-7 inch dick, a 32" waist and a nice "bubble" butt. I am sexually versatile, but more a bottom, not big on the anal thing, although I do get fucked. I prefer to be on my stomach, but will do whatever the customer wants. I like to get rimmed, but don't do it myself. I will only have safe sex (with a condom). I do suck, but don't swallow. I can say that I have the most fun while the client and I are 69ing, but, again, the customer is always right. I have had several customers who have given me tongue baths, which I find hot and have been a Cock and Ass Sundae on occasion. Not that it means much, but I am a college graduate, so I can carry on conversations at all levels and have been invited to many parties. I am 100% gay but very straight acting. Now for the story --- I lay down on the bed and could not sleep. The events of the day and the day before kept going through my mind. What can I say, after two days of spontaneous and random sex, probably some of the best and most memorable ever, I wanted more. More sex, that is. I knew I had the invitation to the house from my ex-boyfriend and Drew to what I had hoped would be the best yet and the call later in the evening, if it confirmed. I got up and went downstairs where I socialized briefly with some of the guests who were having a drink in the garden. It was sort of a pre-happy happy hour. This was enough to put me to sleep. Bob the broker and Gerry the accountant telling long, rambling stories about their lives and escapades. I finally got up and went up to my room. I went to the shower down the hall and took a nice hot shower. I spent a long time washing my cock with scented soaps and moisturizer. It was a bit erotic being in the shower and thinking of the recent sexual exploits. I began to think of what may be in store for the rest of the evening. After the shower, I toweled off and lay down on the bed and began to apply some after sun cream. Again, I began to feel horny and began fantasizing about what the night might hold. It also occurred to me that I had not been fucked all weekend. I thought about finding some beefy top to fuck me hard and long. The idea of a nice hard cock sliding in and out of my ass made me feel even hotter. I began to rub some of the cream on my ass to make sure it was nice and soft in case I found that hot beefy top. I usually do not like fingers in my ass, however, I was so longing for that dick that I slipped 2 fingers inside just to imagine how good it might feel later on. It felt really good, but I had to stop before I became too excited. I woke with a start when my cell phone rang at 9:15 p.m. It was the agency. My call for later had confirmed. The dispatcher told me it was for the guesthouse I was staying at, but the hour had been changed to 3:00 a.m. and it was to be a mini-overnight, meaning I would have to stay until 10:00 a.m. It was for the room next door. This was the first time it was so close to home. But since none of the other guests here know my real name, I said I would do it. The price was right and it was to be a cash call, not on a credit card or payment by check. This means that it would be more money for me. I closed my eyes for a few minutes and before I knew it, it was 10:00 p.m. I looked at the card on my nightstand and my curiosity was at a peak. I sat up and began dressing. I put on white briefs, cargo shorts and an Abercrombie T shirt. I sprayed on a bit of cologne, grabbed some condoms and headed out the door. I had no idea where the address was, so I decided to take a cab. When I gave the driver the address, he said it was a private road on the outskirts of town. He would take me there for twenty dollars. I agreed and we were on our way. We chatted briefly, but I was tuning him out because I was thinking of what the address may hold in store for me. When I arrived at the address, it was a large stone house at the end of a private road. I paid the driver and approached the front door. A guy who appeared to be the butler greeted me and led me into the foyer. I was then led into the study. The room was very old and ornate. There were four other guys waiting there and I wondered what I had gotten myself into. I was given a form and a pen. I was told to fill out the form. The top of the form read "What Is Your Fantasy?" I was then told that this was a fantasy party where you told your fantasy and the host matched you up with someone with a similar fantasy, if possible. I was also told that I was part of the paid entertainment and may or may not get my fantasy, but I would be used to fulfill at least one other guest's fantasy. I would be paid at the end of the evening. Apparently Drew and my ex-boyfriend were the hosts. I could not believe it was for real, but it was. I became very excited but was a little intimidated. Over time I have had several fantasies, but now it was time to pick one. Given the mood I was in earlier, I decided to stay in that mode. I decided to have a real bottom fantasy. I wrote it down and gave it to the butler. He took all of our papers and gave us each a drink. He told us to relax, but now I was nervous. Thank God for the drink. After several minutes, a guy with dark hair, blue eyes and a tan walked up to me. He had a slightly muscular body and had on a white t-shirt and jeans. He had a huge bulge in the front that was hot. He had a beer in his hand and sat down right in front of me. He introduced himself as Mark and I introduced myself. He looked me up and down and I became nervous and I think I even blushed. He asked me to get up and take a walk with him. I did. We entered a beautiful bedroom with a four-poster bed. He then sat in a wing chair, unzipped his pants to reveal his cock. It was 9 inches and thick. He commanded me to undress to my underwear and kneel beneath him and lick his balls. I undressed and did what I was told to do. He was very verbal about what he wanted and told me how to do it. Suck, lick, and spit. He told me exactly how and where to do each. I tried to work my way up to his huge cock, but he told me not to suck it until I was told to. I continued to work on his balls. After about ten minutes, he told me to stick out my tongue and arch my ass out. I did as I was told and became totally submissive to him. He began to rub his cock all over my face, occasionally beating my tongue with it. As he rubbed his cock all over my face, my face became covered with his pre cum. Finally, he told me to suck his cock. I was eager to do it. I took as much into my mouth as I could. I was slowly sucking him, not using my hand, just my lips and tongue. He moaned slightly and told me I was a good cock sucker. His cock filled my mouth more than anything had previously. It was more than I could have imagined. He told me I could take a break. I was told to lie down on the bed and relax for a while. He brought up another drink for both of us, so I just laid back and relaxed. I was still rock hard and he noticed my erection. He left the room and returned a short time later with a younger guy who looked like a college athlete. He told the kid to suck my cock. He did, taking every inch. He was then told to suck my cock until I came and swallow every drop. He then stripped and then gave me the best blowjob I have ever received. He allowed me to shoot a huge load of cum into his mouth. He then got up and left the room naked without ever saying a word. Mark asked me if it felt good. I said, "Great!" He then left again and this time returned with two other guys. He told me to lie on my stomach and relax. Mark began to rim me. Then, one of the other guys put his cock in my mouth. The third guy stood by and waited for a turn at my mouth. The two new guys then took turns fucking my face. Meanwhile, Mark continued to rim me and occasionally rubbed his cock in my ass. This continued for about an hour. I became rock hard again but when I tried to touch my cock, I was told not to. The three finally formed as line, put condoms on and began to take turns fucking my tight ass without lube. Mark was the last to enter me and was the hardest to take because he was so big. After about an hour, they tuned me on my back and told me to began to jerk off. They all stood around me and began to jerk off all over me. I was covered in their cum and I used it as lube to jerk myself off. After this they told me to get up. I was so weak, they had to help me into the bathroom to clean up. I couldn't believe the fun I had just had. I wondered what else would be coming. I went downstairs where there was a small party going on. After a little while, I ran into Drew and my old boyfriend. They asked if I enjoyed myself. I said yes. They told me that this was a fantasy party and had been going on all over the country for the last three years. Normally there were one or two paid entertainers and the rest of the people paid to come. I was one of two paid entertainers this evening. The other, it turned out was the cute college kid who had sucked me off. He was from an agency in Washington, D.C. They then handed me an envelope stuffed with cash. They said that I was a hit. I will make it my mission to find the next one and conjure up a new and more exciting fantasy. I will be a paying customer, or maybe the entertainment. I looked at my watch. It was 2:45 a.m. and I remembered I had a call at the guesthouse at 3:00 a.m. so I asked the butler to call a cab for me. When the cab arrived, I got in. It was the same driver. He asked if I had a good time. I said I did. He said it was pretty late so I must have been really having fun. I chuckled. I then remembered the envelope and opened it up. It had $1,500 in it. It was more than enough for five hours of fun. We pulled up to the guesthouse. All the windows in the front were dark, so I let myself in and went to my room. The guys at the party had used all my condoms, so I got my "hooker" bag and went to look for the room. I was secretly hoping that the people wouldn't be there or wouldn't want me. I didn't need anything more tonight, but, since it was an agency call, I had to do it because if I didn't, I would be punished by the agency. Nothing physical. They just wouldn't book me for a few days. I knocked on the door to Room 13. I was surprised when the host from Friday night opened it. I walked in. It was a suite because there were just some sofas in the room and a door to what appeared to be the bedroom. The host looked at me with surprise. He gave me a kiss, told me to take off all my clothes. By the way, he was completely nude and had a blue ribbon tied to his cock. I said, "OK." He then led me into the bedroom. In the bed, dressed in women's clothing were Bob the broker and Gerry the Accountant. When I saw the women's clothing, I stopped short. I did not expect this. As I have said, I am 100% gay but look straight. I normally don't get off with very effeminate men, however this was work. Gerry was shocked. He recognized me from the garden and told Bob that he didn't have to pay Philadelphia prices for someone who was here. Bob told him to quit wining. They then told me that they wanted the host and me to get it on. We should do whatever we wanted on the floor by the side of the bed, as long as we were noisy and moaned a lot. I looked at the host and he looked at me. We both recalled Friday afternoon and decided on a repeat performance; although, I didn't think I could come again. I whispered to the host who said we have all night and that I could fake an orgasm. The host and I began to kiss and hug each other. We went slow and easy, but we were very vocal. We were moaning and groaning. The host asked me to finger his ass with at least three fingers and massage his prostate. I gladly did as I was told. He began to play with my ass. After being fucked earlier, I opened up easily. This went on for about an hour. Then the host bent over and took my cock in his mouth. I was very sensitive but it felt good. I looked up on the bed and saw Gerry undressing Bob and then himself. He then tied on a huge dildo and plunged it right into Bob. Bob kept yelling, "Harder, harder!" They kept this up for a while. They were so noisy that the host and I stopped and just watched. In a little while, Bob was shooting large streams of cum all over the place. Gerry then asked which one of us wanted his cock up their ass. Before I could answer, the host jumped up and sat right on his cock and rode it like there was no tomorrow. I told the host that he was doing it bareback and he said, no he wasn't, he had on one of the new condoms that slip up your ass like a diaphragm. I had heard about them, but had never seen them. I don't know how safe they are, so I decided that I would not be fucking the host without a thick condom. In about ten minutes, Gerry came with a loud groan. I was then going to get up and take a shower since I smelled like something from outer space. Gerry told me not too. He liked to smell a real man and told me to lie down on the bed between him and Bob and that the host should lay at our feet so he could suck our toes. He then told me that we would all take a group shower later in the morning. I was very uncomfortable, but I did as I was told. I was also very tired, so I fell off to sleep with Bob's hand on my ass. After what seemed like a few minutes but was, in reality, five hours, someone sucking my cock and someone sucking my toes awakened me. It was Gerry on my cock and the host on my toes. They told me that we had to go to take a shower in the backyard because the new guests would be arriving in two hours. We all went down to the backyard and took showers. There was a lot of groping, kissing and sucking going on but no cumming. We then went upstairs and agreed to get dressed, check out and go to brunch. The host declined because he had to get the rooms ready for the next guests. I still had not been paid, so I was beginning to get worried. I did get dressed and looked at the time. It was almost 11:30 a.m. I called the agency and called off. There was no way I could do any more calls this weekend. I had to get back home to welcome my boy friend from his weekend work. We went down to a restaurant on the boardwalk and had a lunch. It was very pleasant. During the lunch Gerry paid me and gave me a generous tip. He also gave me his business card; it turns out he works in Philadelphia. He then asked for mine. I did not have one to give him. Although I would have liked to give him my telephone number, I did not. I told him to call the agency and they would get in touch with me. I have learned that the easiest way to get in trouble with the agency is to try to book their clients on your own. Sometimes, after two or three calls, I will slip, but not often. Well, I had a full weekend. I didn't get as much relaxation in as I would have liked, but I made enough money this weekend to take a real get-a-way with my boyfriend to maybe the Islands or Provincetown, depending on what he says about it, in the near future. The drive home was long and I kept re-living the weekend the whole way. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Well, that's it. I hoped I haven't bored you and that you enjoyed this. What do you think? Would you like to know when and where the next fantasy party is? I would. Should I continue writing? I would appreciate any suggestions. Let me know and also let me know if you have any stories you want me to relate. PeterAmore696@hotmail.com. All replies will be answered, except flames, which will be ignored.